![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Flowers of Heaven: BAD END=DEAD END
You feel something metallic nudge your ankle.
Don't be alarmed, but it seems that there are a number of round, spike-covered bombs with equally spiky legs now gathering at your feet. They all vibrate and glow intermittently, like they’re moments from exploding. Despite this, they’re seemingly quite friendly and burble and whistle at you cheerfully, herding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
❀ ❀ ❀
Here, the brambles that surround your path are intermingled with barbed wire, which seems to grow as naturally as the thorns themselves.
It seems that the friendly(?) little bombs are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from blooming aconite, gorse, and hollyhock.
Quick Links: Flowers | Status Effects | OOC Rules
Don't be alarmed, but it seems that there are a number of round, spike-covered bombs with equally spiky legs now gathering at your feet. They all vibrate and glow intermittently, like they’re moments from exploding. Despite this, they’re seemingly quite friendly and burble and whistle at you cheerfully, herding you towards an arched doorway that has opened in the thick brambles and leads to a winding path beyond.
Once you cross through, a gate closes behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.
Here, the brambles that surround your path are intermingled with barbed wire, which seems to grow as naturally as the thorns themselves.
It seems that the friendly(?) little bombs are carrying some things for you: a collection of sixteen different flowers, a small lantern of blue flame, and a wreath woven from blooming aconite, gorse, and hollyhock.
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
[he looks over the list of flowers and considers, a flash of something on his face as he leans back against a tree, waiting for the round to end.]
Wild Rose is gonna be popular.
[does he voice his concern over nero--
naaah.
anyway, he has a fresh scar on his right arm and shoulder!]
Re: DISCUSSION
[kinda surprised I didn't get it
eyeing the scars, then pokes one]
Re: DISCUSSION
What? No one teach you any manners, Ginger?
Re: DISCUSSION
[pokes again]
I got one a lot like this on my side. Weird.
Re: DISCUSSION
[putting the phone away.
someone else on avante probably has wild rose too, so it should... be fine.]
This one's what happens when you go against an Avante's infinite swords power.
Re: DISCUSSION
What happened? Can I kill em?
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
Who did it?
Re: DISCUSSION
He was tryin' to kill someone else. But shit got messy and I stepped in before he tried to kill someone he'd regret.
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION
I just didn't want to put up with the bitching.
[a shrug]
Revenge isn't any good if it doesn't hit the right target.
Re: DISCUSSION
Re: DISCUSSION