#event: a crocus among us

[replacementdream]

“Oh, this?”

“Naww, this is totally normal for me. I mean, I guess I’m not really normal, but hey, lifting up cars is pretty easy when you’re a robot.” And with just as much ease as she had with picking it up, Bee gently set the vehicle back on the ground, smiling from ear to ear as she handed the person next to her their belonging. It had rolled from their hand underneath the car, so she figured she’d help-- it was better than getting covered in snow from trying to reach for it themselves! “Here ya go! If you ever need help again, I don’t.. mind..”

...

“W.. wait, did I just-- uh, you didn’t.. you didn’t hear me say that, right? Right??”

[necroticrose]

Oh, someone’s going to hate this. Here’s a starter call for Lilith for the event!

She loves to lie, so you’ll probably see her in various stages of being covered in flowers-- from a few to a horrible plant-covered mess.

Leaving it uncapped but selective!

[spiderstaff]

“--and I put a spider on Zelos’s pillow, and tricked Luz into getting pranked at the treehouse, and stole Shadow’s copy of Animal Xing, and broke some of Miss Zal’s potion bottles, and hit Mr. Kratos with a training sword by accident, and ate Lloyd’s leftovers, and used mage-hand to knock out Yuan’s groceries, and prank called Hunter, and...” It seems like if she’s compelled to list all her crimes, she’s going to be here for a while.

[psychicwave]

@diamonddomain​

everyone sure seems to be avoiding these new flowers like the plague. silver just can’t figure out why, though -- they’re so pretty! the hedgehog gently sweeps their hand across a patch of the pollen-heavy plants, taking it all in. ahh, nature.

suddenly, they notice a small creature hovering nearby... and look at all those diamonds!

“whoa, you’re one weird-looking chao,” (they don’t mean to call her ‘weird-looking’, but that level of bluntness is hardly out of the ordinary, so they pay it no mind... yet).

silver crouches down to take a better look at her, “is that... a chaos emerald inside of you? i wonder what’d happen if i took it -- that wouldn’t hurt you, right? it might get me home, though, so...” they freeze. huh, that’s weird. it’s not like they would've kept any of that to themself, but they would’ve tried to make it sound a little less threatening, at the very least. “sorry! not that i’d just steal it from you! unless i had to, of course,” oof, their mouth is on a roll today. can she even understand what they’re saying? they hope not.

[kozeriaii]

@archaictold​​

"yes, i know what the flowers do.”

he says it preemptively, without even looking up from the bloom he’s currently twirling in his hand. it’d been an impulse, to pick one of them - but since he already speaks his mind, the crocuses are little more than regular plants to him - or a minor inconvenience at the worst -, and he doesn’t see the need to rid himself of it immediately.

that hasn’t stopped multiple people from trying to warn him about their effect, though, which is why he assumes this new presence is just another nosy, unwelcome passerby. 

when his words don’t seem to deter whoever it is into leaving, he lets out a sigh that borders on irritated. “save it for someone else. you aren’t the first to try and tell me.”

he’d originally planned to end it there, but then, as he finally shifts his gaze upwards to look at the other -

“but you’d better be the last.”

the flowers compel him to add the last part. 

again, ‘minor inconvenience’ - though he doesn’t feel any particular shame or regret over the words, since it’s par for the course of what he’d say anyway.  

[eternalrecurrxnce]

“It isn’t much, but you’re free to use the lab as you wish-- all of the books and tools available are at your disposal, as well.”

Introducing someone new to the university was something that felt like second nature to Richter, now-- guiding the young man who had wandered through the doors just earlier that morning into a room adjacent from the research lab he shared with Aster. Though the main part of it was filled with their studies, notes and diagrams written on the white boards all around them, there was always room for new inquiring minds, from Aster’s point of view especially.

It would bring disappointment to his friend if Richter did not at least try to help a new face, especially one who still seemed to be collecting his barings.

“It doesn’t need to be a space you use permanently, but until you find something else, it’s yours,” his eyes scanned over the room, over the notebooks on the table, the bookshelves lined top to bottom with encyclopedias.. it was something he saw almost every day, yet Richter couldn’t ignore the spark of familiarity all of it gave him suddenly. “At the very least, this school is capable of building spacious rooms for its students-- the lab I was held in was nothing more than a shoebox, and even calling it that is a kindness.”

...

What? 

The colour drained from Richter’s face almost instantly, pointedly turning his head away from Zhilan as a look of horror struck his features. Where.. did that come from? What was wrong with him? Again, he was freely speaking of things that only two people on this island knew about-- but.. why? 

“.. please disregard that. I’m.. not sure what came over me,” clearing his throat, Richter pushed a few strands of hair out of his face, hoping the man wouldn’t question him on what he’d just implied. “In any case, the point still stands: you have the freedom to do what you wish here. If there’s anything else you need, I’ll retrieve it for you.” 

                                                                      –   ☼☽;   ( @archaictold​​ )      

[puppiedcat]

[I don’t really care about the holiday, I just keep getting stuck in these damned flowers. I want to go eat cookies from the grocery store...]

[bulletrein]

FLOWERS IN FIBONACCI, WHAT A REMARKABLE rare sight. eyes flutter, gaze practically SEARCHING and sweeping over what he thought was just barren concrete and loose gravel the night before. but instead of mankind's wicked grasp, nature has grown —- a promise or a THREAT? flowers may be more of aerith's thing, but hasn't this been what he's fought for back in midgar? so why is he so NERVOUS? he crouches down - gently before one particularly large flower.

❝h-hey … maybe we SHOULDN'T be stepping all over these lil' guys.❞

[existentialismee]

i don’t think i’ve done this since i’ve brought watanuki back, but! here’s a starter call for the event! i’ll be tentatively capping this at two for now, but anyone who has an already established relationship with him can like over it!

i have some Very specific ideas that i want watanuki to talk about, the biggest one pertaining to his existence as a whole. it’s not something he’s discussed with anyone in spirale, and only a few people from his life even know about his true past. the fact that he was created from another person’s existence, and they are essentially the same person. the fact that he was given false memories of having parents, but never actually knew them. and, y’know, then there’s the whole.. being brought to life AS a seven year old. he wasn’t born like a regular person.

watanuki keeps a Lot to himself; his grief over yuuko, how being plagued by spirits shaped him as a child, and how at his core, he’s always been very lonely. if any of these truths try to leave him, he will be actively fighting against it, and will probably end up having flowers sprout all over him. it’s not that he likes to lie, he just.. is very scared of hurting people with his truth, so he doesn’t talk about it :’) ever!

ANYWAY THIS IS VERY LONG I’M SORRY but if this interests you at all, feel free to like this post, and i’ll pop in your dm’s to plot!

[heart3yed]

💛 💜 ❤️ || a TITTERING chuckle slips between pink lips as she plucks a flower growing between cracks in the wall. she isn't the sort to intend ill will indiscriminately, but the atmosphere has LOOSENED her tongue more than the norm. the pollen tickling her petit nose, wrinkling it. ❝usually, others think about their truths before they SAY them,❞ she hums. ❝so really, this is just a normal day to me — just much PRETTIER.❞

[twohundredpower]

“Oiii, Kay! Are you there?”

Standing just below the treehouse she shared with Shadow, Lloyd stood waiting for the young girl to come out; lowering the hands he’d just been holding around his mouth as he called out to her. He did make sure to send her a text before he left, letting her know he was on his way.. but he still hadn’t gotten a response by the time he got there, prompting concern to start bleeding through his thoughts and expression. Maybe she was out, enjoying herself somewhere-- the sun had already set, so she could’ve been wandering around anywhere.. but..

Lloyd couldn’t help worrying that something.. might’ve been wrong. That she might’ve been avoiding him, for some reason. It wasn’t like her, but there did seem to be a lot of weird stuff going on with all these flowers that popped up out of nowhere-- could it have to do with that? Or..

Or did that person.. get to her again?

.. Lloyd balled his hands into fists at that thought, breathing quietly through his nose. He knew thinking that way wasn’t good, but ever since Zelos had told him what Lilith did to her.. that she’d experienced the same thing he had.. Lloyd couldn’t help the awful feelings that’d been coursing through him. How terrible he felt for not knowing, how stupid he was for not noticing something else was wrong when Kay told him about Lilith in the first place.

Kay wasn’t just scared because Lilith hurt her dad-- she was scared because she’d been hurt by her, too.. and all this time.. had she been dealing with that by herself?

Not able to wait any longer, the brunette made his way up to Kay’s front door; knocking gently before going ahead and trying the knob. To his surprise, it opened with ease; and Lloyd didn’t hesitate to push it open, letting himself in while trying to find any sign of his friend.

“Kay?”

“It’s just me. Whatever’s going on.. you don’t ever have to hide from me. You know that, right?”

                                                ❱❱  :   —   ( @spiderstaff​​ )

[diamonddomain]

Well she really couldn't do much about her size in the first place. But their height difference was a bit stark if someone actually lined the two up right next to each other. Even with her ability to float making it up would be rather difficult.

("Experiment?") She didn't exactly like that word considering the last time someone tried one of those it backfired tremendously on everyone else. Although once she did hear the plan it didn't sound too bad.

("Ah I suppose that could explain if its just words or...something else entirely.") Hopefully she wasn't causing too much trouble by making him have to type on a phone like that all to figure out if more little sprouts would pop up...

("Just start small and then we'll go from there.")

the kindness of others, something he could not at all UNDERSTAND, not any longer. thousands of years of isolation have worn him down, left him with his own thoughts. self reflection ought to be a good thing, but he's just grown more and more ACCUSTOMED to being by his lonesome. a fine tuned dagger for the art of war. sometimes he wishes he could shut down that side of himself, at least here, where his life is a literal PURGATORY.

❝you're small, as well.❞ able to investigate places that he could only achieve through brute force. which he could do, but throwing a tantrum would be UNSEEMLY when one's tongue is loose. 

❝an experiment of sorts, hm … ❞ a loose gesture as he fishes out … the little blocky phone he's MOSTLY ignored since his arrival. it has always been used in the most utilitarian of ways, and it shows in how near pristine condition it is and how mundane it looks. no flashy home screen backgrounds or apps beyond the standard built in ones. ❝mayhaps i should type up obvious lies for you to see and see if anything else manages to sprout.❞ it really is AWKWARD, a hindrance -- and far more colourful language that he could use, but what else is he to do but PUSH the boundaries? 

[necroticrose]

@originskey

continued from [x]

Lilith screeches in pain as she falls, hands grasping desperately at the ground to try to pull herself free. This was a mistake. He's far more powerful than she'd anticipated.

"Zelos... that bastard. He stuck his nose where it didn't belong-- saw fit to step in on matters that are none of his business." her face contorts in pain as she tries to get away.

"I killed a child he was apparently quite protective over, and he saw fit to kill me in return. I don't need your judgement, either; the child is the daughter of someone who's wronged me. That's all. This doesn't concern you, either."

"If you kill me, I can't guarantee I won't retaliate. Lloyd isn't safe-- neither is Kay, or Zelos. And if there are others you hold dear, I'll find them."

[spiderstaff]

@venaturus​

“Oh, the rules are real simple!” Kay grins. It’s not often she finds a playmate her own age, especially one who takes so quickly to her style of mischief. She’d been out picking flowers, but those are quickly placed in her bag at the mention of playing a new game.

“When it’s your turn, you ask the other person Truth or Dare. If they say truth, you ask ‘em any question you want! If they say dare, you can make them do something funny.” Sophie had taught her this game-- the first time she’d played, she’d had to sneak a kick me sign on the captain’s back. Looking back, it was pretty funny.

“So... truth or dare?”

[kozeriaii]

@avarita​​

it’s dark, in the alleyway - and more importantly, abandoned. it takes all his strength not to stumble into it, taking deep breaths as he tries to let the pain pass.

he’s gone through far worse, knows what burning alive feels like, and how much it hurts to have your heart ripped out - so this should be nothing.

and yet, even as he lowers himself onto ground, he has to repress a shudder from the pain. it’s a chilly night, but the pain inside burns hot, and every slight movement only serves to aggravate it.

the flowers never had this much of an effect on him - but then he’d overheard a conversation about past regrets, and like a curse, the strong urge to make his own contribution struck him. 

he had many of his own, after all.

in the beginning, it had been manageable, but then the thoughts never went away, and only became more prevalent - hence, his current state.

propped up against one of the walls, he’s still to the point where his chest no longer moves, giving up on the pretense of breathing as he focuses on riding out this wave. 

how long he does this for, he loses track, only brought back to his senses when he hears footsteps heading his way. it’s too much to hope he’ll go unnoticed, since they seem to stop nearby.

“if you’re here to play good samaritan - go do it somewhere you’re actually wanted.” 

[eternalrecurrxnce]

while i tackle some old drafts, here’s an event starter call for richter! i’ll be leaving this at 3 for now, but anyone with an already established relationship with him can like over the cap!

richter is a very secretive person. though he’s bared everything to the people closest to him at this point, it’s still not a wide known fact that he, uh, made a pact with a bunch of demons and let them possess him for two years while he tried to bring his friend back to life. he’s got a big messy backstory and a whole lot of secrets that might be fun to dive into, much to his own dismay! he’ll be fighting against the pollen quite a lot, and he’ll be very, very pissed off about the whole situation :’) isn’t that great