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Flowers of Heaven 2: future is now + ☆ZRAEL

There’s a whirr and a series of quiet bleep-boops; an odd sound like stones grinding together.

Gathering around you all are strange creatures. Wheeling up to future is now are what seem to be friendly robots, almost like roombas, that have been given attachments of long, jointed arms with simple pincers at the ends, and hopping up to ☆ZRAEL are what look like a number of gargoyles, each no more than a few feet high and in the traditional gothic cathedral style—and all animate, their flesh made of living rock.
None of the creatures speak, exactly, but they chitter and nudge at you like they're greeting old friends, and usher you towards a gap that's opened in the thick curtain of kudzu vines and onto a winding path beyond.

Once you cross through, the vines grow rapidly to cover the open space behind you, and the voices of your fellow idols fade from your ears. It seems as if you’re on your own, now.

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Here, the vines that surround your path have thick, velvety leaves, and the stems of the vines are traced with shifting, fiber-optic lines that cycle through the rainbow.

The little creatures are carrying some things for you—the roombas carry a wreath of vervain, honeysuckle, and oak flowers and leaves, and the gargoyles a wreath of lotus, clematis, and wild rose. As they approach you, the air shifts in a strange way, and suddenly they have one wreath between them—all those flowers woven together into one, which they offer to you. They also have for you a collection of sixteen different flowers, and a small lantern of blue flame.

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The path continues, the brilliance of the blue flame dying out with the last of the burnt flowers.

You're not sure how long you've been walking when you reach the iron doors. They have a heavy, defensive feel to them. At the center of the doors is what is probably a pair of massive handles... but the doors have been densely overgrown with vines to the point that they grow back faster than anyone can break them.

The robots and gargoyles look upon the doors mournfully, inspecting them for any way to pull away the vines, but it seems beyond their ability. Once again, they offer the blue-flame lantern, the collection of flowers, and the wreath: something must be sacrificed.

[ A new section appears on the scroll, unfurling into view—a series of ink drawings of twelve vials, each labeled with a unit's name. All of them are empty for a moment—and then begin to fill with bright blue ink.

LiliS, Heart Soldier Senshi, & WILD CITY: 79%
sensitIV: 71%
pep!pep!: 60%
BARiTONES, Taisho Roman Revolution, BAD END=DEAD END: 79%
future is now & ☆ZRAEL: 75%
AlcheME!: 70%
avante en garde: 80% ]

Hat goes on VALUMI (chamomile, clematis)
we are burning CHAMOMILE and CLEMATIS and ALSO WATER LILY

Edited 2022-08-07 22:38 (UTC)

[ Regardless of which flowers you placed in the lantern, the following flowers suddenly go up in vivid blue flame:

Chamomile

and then

Acacia
Aconite
Wild Rose
Hollyhock
Mimulus

The fire has an unnatural feeling to it; when it leaps to the vines blocking your path, they aren't so much burned as unmade.
And the path carries on. ]

[ A searing pain wracks your body, spreading white-hot from the center of your chest—perhaps you clutch at your chest, or double over, and there, over your heart, is a gout of flame, the same unnatural bright blue as the lantern. The faint image of WILD ROSE can be seen within the flame, and the pain only intensifies as it curls in on itself, withers, and then catches alight, burning bright before charring and crumbling to ash.

And then it’s gone... but the flickering of cold blue flame around you lingers. ]

[ A searing pain wracks your body, spreading white-hot from the center of your chest—perhaps you clutch at your chest, or double over, and there, over your heart, is a gout of flame, the same unnatural bright blue as the lantern. The faint image of WILD ROSE and HOLLYHOCK can be seen within the flame, and the pain only intensifies as it curls in on itself, withers, and then catches alight, burning bright before charring and crumbling to ash.

And then they are gone... but the flickering of cold blue flame around you lingers. ]

[ A searing pain wracks your body, spreading white-hot from the center of your chest—perhaps you clutch at your chest, or double over, and there, over your heart, is a gout of flame, the same unnatural bright blue as the lantern. The faint image of MIMULUS can be seen within the flame, and the pain only intensifies as it curls in on itself, withers, and then catches alight, burning bright before charring and crumbling to ash.

And then it’s gone... but the flickering of cold blue flame around you lingers. ]

[ Pardon her, but before the next round of debate she needs to take care of some important scolding! ]

At least no one can drop the crown on me again.

[ Someone is getting teased about someone having a crush on them back later. ]

Look at it this way--now he's one person more likely to end up wearing the crown.

[ yeah she'll probably care about that later, it'll be great! ]

Are you okay? That looked awful.

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