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sticksandbones2023-08-15 06:30 pm
MINI EVENT: GARDEN OF EVIL
Content Warning: Carnivorous plants in a very unconventional way, horror hunger, attempted violence towards animals
!EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THORNS
You've done well to avoid the flowers, haven't you? Though some hapless victims here and there may have nearly fallen to it, but even they've been rescued and taken to safety. And the flowers can't approach the General Store, the Trader's stalls, the inn or the house Elsword has built- something prevents the forest from creeping into it ever so softly, so of course it's minions couldn't either. But they're so hungry.
Starvation tears at the flowers like claws, and what should help them- the water and sunshine- burns like ice. The only thing that satisfies is flesh and blood and bone and they're hungry. And they've had enough of being told no.
As everyone goes about their day, the flowers still. They do not reach for and try to grab anyone, and for a moment all seems well. Up until Rusty begins snarling in a way uncharacteristic of him, trying to tear the nearest one out of the earth with his teeth. He is immediately ensnared in vines and leaves, with the full intent of tearing the old dog apart. The flowers shake and there's an odd hum in the air before they all seem to turn, looking at the denizens of the nest as if they had eyes. You will not look away. You can't look away. They are everywhere. On the ground, crawling up the walls of the fence, growing larger to block off the routes to safety, and always shifting to be in your line of sight. Look at them. Look at them.
Look at them.
The madness won't creep in slowly- as they force themselves into your vision, already you can see vines creeping at the edge of your vision, tearing into flesh that isn't there. Ravenous maws biting into the people around you and not letting go. Blood and sap pouring out like ichor. Blink once, blink twice, and it shakes away to reveal the truth but if you aren't careful the visions set in again. Misfortune radiates off of the flowers in waves, tripping you up and interfering with your aim and casting. Get ready, because the flowers aren't going away without some blood.
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⇥ Before . cont of thread / casually wandering. Prelude, flowers start up right after.
[ Madness takes form in many different ways, for the one who broke days before the ravenous plants decided their onslaught. She had stood there, and let their roots wrap along her body and do with her as they pleased. It had been but contentment and peace wrought onto her, the warm winds welcoming her home. The sounds of Tuatha De singing warmly in the after evenings, as the dancing lights would float all around her. She perhaps, goes missing at some point. Then when she does turn up, there seems naught out of the ordinary for one who always acts out of kindness and care for others.
Though tired she seemed now. Sleepy... A daze always in her expression, a foggy haze cast within her once sparkling clear eyes. Only to return to the Grove, finding herself often in the woods on her own, and speaking warmly to the plants that spoke back to her in turn. A loneliness that was filled whole, and take then from her they did.
After all, the pain along her body that they elicited was -in some ways, better then nothing. Or rather, to her... In this state of Madness - felt like nothing. Despite her stomach constantly churning, and her inability to eat at times becoming an issue - and where was the Goat?
Where Did Cinnamon Go...
Where Did Cinnamon Go...? ]
Cinnamon...?
[ He's gone. And... For a moment clarity finds her, she is confused - where is she...? The plants seem to... Go Restless... It's about time for Gardening. ]
𝐁 ♫ ♩ . It feels like everything is moving, Aroooound me ♫
⇥ During .
[ Caoimhe... Get lost again - how misfortunate. She stands there watching - not entirely sure what she is watching, but the flowers seem to be unafraid of this victim running off. They are unaggressive to her, and are no longer are snacking on her body like they had been up till now. Having been using her as a subtle source of food until their anger came, and now they are upon everyone.
As the world plays off like a movie around her, she watches - unable to ascertain what is going on. Locks of her brilliant red hair moving as Elsword pierces the world with his weapon and the lion commits to its justices. She watches, and sees what seems to be ocean water flowing all around them. It fills in quickly, the weight of it seems to offer a comforting presence, and rather then stand in the water she begins to settle down within it. Sitting upon the floor then... Starts to eventually lay down and.... Her voice carries a soft song... Humming... And... In her madness see herself under the ocean shores, can hear the waves crashing over her (the sounds of arduous battles) -
But reality is far different. Roots find her, and she lays in them thinking that the waves of the ocean have come to take her back home. ]
Ah... Finally... The Ocean has come for me at last..?
𝐂 ♫ ♩ . Every particle in syyyyyynch, Coooooooooome on and guuuuuuuuide me ♫
⇥ After .
[ Pending, I will open up another top level for anything afterwards! ]
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And then he looks out his window and Caoimhe is being eaten by plants and by Kjeragandr, he has no choice but to step in. Losing what few of their number exist here is going to cause more problems than it's worth, should this ever happen again.
With that, he heads outside in a rush, ignoring the way the illusions claw at his eyes as he goes.
Gnosis realises quickly that he should close his eyes to avoid the worst of it. It makes it hard to aim, as he holds his Arts unit — the long cane he carries with him — high, bladed end pointing to the sky, and casts a barrage of ice in the surrounding area. If some of the shards hit Caoimhe, he's very sorry and will say so after she snaps out of it.
At the very least, the plants respond with shrieking shortly before they're frozen into blocks, which Gnosis shatters with a flick of the wrist.]
DADDYYYY????
She wants to go home, and to go home means she isn't there. ]
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[ Caoimhe feels the cold breech beneath her clothes and against her skin. Whatever pierced through had done so, due to the plants connection upon her. Having wanted to succeed in devouring her body - but she is saved. Awaken if only momentarily, and rising to her feet to see the figure that had come to swipe at the blocks of ice he had created.
She - does not even know what to say. Nor, of what to feel. It's the man she spoke to some time ago, Gnosis, had come and she is partially grateful to have been saved but there is this - look of disgust on her face. Not of him, but of herself - ]
What... What is happening?
daddy? sorry. daddy? sorry. daddy? sor
[Gnosis is pointedly looking at the ground. It's not the smartest tactical move, but he'd rather that than end up in her position.]
Can you walk at all?
[Because girl they need to get you inside—]
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... Ah... That... hurts...?
[ There's a sort of bruising found at her hip and towards her leg where the flowers had tried to consume her. Along with her skin having been effected by the frost that overcame her upon Gnosis's swift actions. She - affirms the pain - which eats at her. It's enough adrenaline to snap her into some form of thought - ]
No - everyone... We have to do something...
[ She turns and hears screams. Hears the loud noise of an explosion, which causes her to duck down and shake. However she moves again, wobbling forward looking back towards him - ]
Your ice - you can? Help?
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[But she insists upon helping... Gnosis breathes out a low sigh through his nostrils.]
I can help for a time. Overusing my Arts is liable to cause more harm than good, [to himself, mostly,] but I wouldn't be out here were I completely useless.
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[ Smacks him with bardic inspiration. ]
Whatever it is that you are capable of - I know you are more than myself, so please I beg of you. Work your powers in their ways, and I will do my best to assist.
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Alright. Try not to fall victim to the hallucinations again.
[They can watch each other's backs, at least, and that's for the best. The plants are starting to close in, and Gnosis is good for one thing — that is, barrages of ice and frost from every direction — so that's what he'll do. Stand there and cast. Truly this man is deserving of his AC of 12—]
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[ Even as he said that, the world around her still feels a blur. She attempts to stand behind him and keep her hands at a ready. There is so little she knows in terms of magic, but she does have with her one item - ]
... I don't want to, but I can cast fire in a great capacity... I just - I worry it would hurt so many people around us.
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As for the other combatants, [somewhere in the distance, Add is on the fucking floor, Elsword just jumped off a building and slammed his sword into the ground, Felicity is ?? tripping balls, and he's pretty sure he heard Toge shout—] we merely have to stay within our own space, and it shouldn't be a problem. I trust the others can handle themselves in some capacity until we clear a path.
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A-Alright I will be sure to make... I can make sure you are okay - just please, please help everyone else if you can!
[ It's a simple request - she hopes. With someone who can do more then she can. ]