FLOWER CITY

[idolpro]

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a normal, quaint forested cottage.

You're wearing a regular version of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.

But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? Well, except the bomb that blew up in some of your faces after you ran off to %CONTINENT NAME%.

...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh.

Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]

Comments

[lacrime]

[ ... Starts reading the messages out loud for certain unit mates, but then—

... cue a long-suffering sigh. ]

Pine tree, pine tree, red heart, a long-eared rabbit, red heart...

[presentational]

Double tree loves rabbit dating.

[lacrime]

... There are four trees.

[ THE IMPLICATIONS. ]

[presentational]

Then, the Pines love bunny girls.

[lacrime]

That seems unfortunate for the bunny girl.

[presentational]

A family of four seems like they'd have pretty good money.

[lacrime]

They could be, but there is also the question of if it would be worth it.

[presentational]

Do free-range bunny girls live the good life?

[lacrime]

Depends. Would you be willing to test that theory?

[firstgrave]

[ ........ should she tell him that she can understand the little pictures just fine or


no, no this is really cute so she's just going to let him keep going ]

[lacrime]

[ Challah you are getting away with way too much. ]

Balloon... [ Red? ] Scarlet, exploding into a hamburger topped with cheese...

[firstgrave]

[ p..pffff...!! ]

Are you sure that's not a star?

[lacrime]

[ Listen, he's trying ]

It could be, what would you call it?

[firstgrave]

A.... burst? A star burst? Red balloon, star burst, ham...burger? Ice cream, cake....

... I'm hungry.

[lacrime]

[ Oh, so he DOESN'T need to read the emojis. Good to know. ]

We can get something after this is done.

[firstgrave]

I want cake...... [ maybe if she just focuses on cake for the rest of this game it will be fine ]

[lacrime]

.......

[ Well yes, maybe. But until then, she’ll get a brief pat on the head. ]