Intergalactic Summit

Capsuleers! Lend Fabuleux your ear for but a moment!

I'm a fashion designer in the Federation looking for for my next muse! Fabuleux has grown weary of looking at the common man for inspiration. To bland! too generic! Just meat wearing cloth! Fabuleux will not find the breakthrough of fashion though them. Thus Fabuleux must look to the gods in the stars!

Fashion is everything, Fabuleux knows this better than anyone! It is your first impression, it is your expression it is your identity! It is life, and as Capsuleers who can escape the end you must tweak your fashion to represent you for your eternal existence! As gods among common men who control wealth of nations. You insure only the most valuable garments touch your skin. Valuable not in quality but in meaning! What represents a god? That is why Fabuleux desires to know!

Capsuleers are brilliant scientists! Hard working industrialists! Cunning Traders! Bold adventurers! Skilled soldiers! Fearsome generals and anything they even consider they can be! Each has a style to represent themselves. Fabuleux needs to know!

What Fabuleux asks of you Capsuleers is simple! Provide Fabuleux with a picture of yourself in a outfit that represents you! That speaks for you without words! Fabuleux will provide ten million credits for a maximum of one submission. Fabuleux would die if a single capsuleer would flood him with powerful pictures of themselves!

Any picture of it will do..Whatever it be a Portrait or a picture of you around your captain's quarters. Fabuleux wants to see it posted here...Leave Fabuleux uttering but one word


"Fabuleux"

We already know the winner, by default, will be Captain Shutaq. His hair is the most fabulous.

Ugh. And this is why the Federation must be destroyed....

Sooo much this.

I like you, you're adorable. Don't let anyone tell you differently, girl.

Ah! the mighty words of a capsuleer bearing down kindness to a mere mortal such as Fabuleux! Fabuleux is struggling to breath! It's taken the oxygen from Fabuleux's lungs like the vaccum of space!

Careful darling..You will kill a emotional man like Fabuleux ttalking like that

Ah, but you can't die now! Not when she has yet to appear! After all, you're a fashion designer, yes? A worker of wonders and creator of devastatingly-inspired personal art! And what greater triumph, what greater challenge, is there for a true artist than the blank slate?

Fret not! Your canvas, your featureless block of marble, your open, expansive ceiling, your empty page awaits! You have but to be patient, and it shall show itself in all its raw, unmolded potential. And then, Fabuleux, you... you will weep for the joy of knowing that such a one exists for you to work your art upon!

If you are patient... she will come...

Let me paint you a picture of what I was wearing on my walks today.
A pair of over two year old black working/hiking boots, not having received the care I should have given them.
A pair of black 3/4 pants, with some wear and tear, partially stitched and patched.
An old black sleeveless shirt, ripped apart at the sides a bit (causing my left nipple to be exposed often), and with so many small holes that it looks like I've taken one or two buckshot rounds to the abdomen over the years.

Why do these clothes express this God's identity? I don't really like throwing stuff away, and it doesn't hurt if I look a little dangerous or...off. Also...the Black.

......Fabuleux

Any picture of you will please Fabuleux darling. Whatever you feel comfortable to represent you! Post it here for Fabuleux to openly express about! Though Fabuleux does want to see your outfit..As much as Fabuleux would love to stare at your face. Fabuleux can only create beautiful clothing.