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mayfield_rpg2012-02-14 05:00 pm
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[Action-park] The fate of love on this fair day...
[Anyone near the park today might see a woman sitting on one of the benches, humming to herself. That in itself is not strange, but there are shadowy hands sprouting from the ground and nearby trees all holding different flowers, and swaying in time to her melody. Occasionally, she is presented with one or more of the flowers for inspection. Those unlucky flowers are then shredded, and there is a growing carpet of petals at her feet. Sometimes her humming rises into actual lyrics.]
Petals fall and flowers wither,
Voices call 'Come now! Come hither...'
[OOC: Yep, this is choose your own terrible, terrible adventure. Pick any flower effect you like. Fair warning though, pitcher plant and hyacinth are likely to be dangerous choices. You have been warned...]
Petals fall and flowers wither,
Voices call 'Come now! Come hither...'
[OOC: Yep, this is choose your own terrible, terrible adventure. Pick any flower effect you like. Fair warning though, pitcher plant and hyacinth are likely to be dangerous choices. You have been warned...]
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But they all withered and died.
withered.... and died..... and scattered to the winds.
[She may not be talking about flowers....]
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There is truly no escaping the darkness and the flame.
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[Her mother's answer. She has never really been sure whether she believes it. She has been too long at the edge of oblivion, full of dulled fear and hate.]
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But can we do that if we are not permitted to die..?
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It is hard here, isn't it? We don't know how long any will stay. There are none we were close to...
[Though presently she is excepting Oichi from that.]