MINI EVENT: GARDEN OF EVIL

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GARDENING

Content Warning: Carnivorous plants in a very unconventional way, horror hunger, attempted violence towards animals

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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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Comments

[amethystic]

... Oh damn, good for you then, I don't fuckin' miss.

( she is genuinely impressed! and. genuinely, horrifically remorseful. stupid. stupid, stupid- this is why that man got you in the first place- of course it wasn't him, you brought an axe down upon his head when you were thirteen-

felicity inhales, covering her eyes with her hands for a moment. her head hurts and her eyes sting. )

... If it was nighttime I could finish this properly...

[succiduous]

[Yeah, being a Rhodes Islander does that to you. Also being from Kjerag does that to you. He wouldn't say he's a front-liner, but he at least knows how to move out of the way of projectiles.]

The inn is completely safe. [He informs, and then uses the spear-tip of his Arts unit to pierce one of the plants before firing off an icy blast that sends it flying.] I recommend a tactical retreat until you can get your bearings again.

[amethystic]

I- right.

( she hates having to retreat. but she knows damn well there's value in it, especially if she's still getting auditory hallucinations- but before she runs off, she pauses. )

... I'm sorry. I know I was under the influence, but- still.