August Aftermath: Plants Solidify Sunshine

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AUGUST AFTERMATH: OVERGROWTH

Who: Everyone
What: You're back, for better or worse
When: August 19th and onward
Where: The Storyteller's Temple on Ensō, and anywhere else
Warnings: Please mark as you go!

Optimism Doesn't Change the Facts

By the end of the 17th, the last of those suffering from the Overgrowth have either pulled through or succumbed entirely. For the next two days, their bodies will decompose and the flowers will feed on their remains, flourishing into bright patches of color.

If you perished and choked on your flowery words, never fear. Come the 19th, you will be stirring awake in the Storyteller's Temple. You will be experiencing a few...side effects, as it happens, while your body readjusts. It will take something like a week for those symptoms to disperse, though the Storyteller isn't around to inform you of this.

What is around? Aside from your own freshly revived selves, there are a great deal of flowers, and all of them are sickeningly familiar. Scarlet gladiolus. Blushing dog rose. Soft yellow buttercups. Garnet-colored geraniums. Dark nodules of fly orchids. Rich violets. Periwinkle hydrangeas. Peppered yellow speckles of goldenrod. Jade green zinnias. Red spears of snapdragons. Pale begonias. Pink spangles of mountain laurel. The very flowers that killed you are now growing all over the Temple, inside and out, in rich abundance, cloying the air with their perfumed fragrance.

Don't be concerned. These ones certainly aren't going to be spreading to your flesh anytime soon.

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Comments

[catpiper]

[That's incredible.

She isn't shy about touching Muffet's creation, her fingers trailing the edges of Hot Boi's parent, ending as she lightly touches the sun. It's pretty and she doesn't know how to express that, even with her newfound knowledge of charades.

But it's too good to keep that compliment locked in her heart until she can talk again. If that day ever comes. So she points at the square and then holds out her open, crumb coated palms.

Let her see it!! Stealing is out of the question since this is Muffet's treasure, so trust her?? Y/N??]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet reaches out and delicately brushes the worst of the crumbs off of Ren's hands, then gently deposits the square of woven silk in them. You're a mess, but you're a sweet mess with a wonderful heart and she does trust you.]

I take it you like how this one is turning out, then? It isn't finished, but I think it's coming together very well.

[catpiper]

[Ren agrees.

She super duper agrees that it's great so far, which is why as soon as Muffet foolishly trusts her she-

Turns on her heel, ambles a couple feet away and holds it right up to the sky. Look at it, sun!! Look at this Cool Thing.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[It takes Muffet a moment to realize what Ren is doing, but when she catches on she smiles delightedly. Look at this precious child, this is the cutest thing she's seen in days. Bless her.]

My, showing a portrait to the subject? I do hope they like it.

[catpiper]

[How could they not like it?? Not that it's possible to tell, given that sunlight isn't a translatable language and even if it was, her eyes couldn't stare at the sky long enough to figure out what it's saying. She'd have better luck showing Hot Boi when Muffet's finished-the sun's its family. Probably. She doesn't know anything about phoenix biology, but that sounds right and her forced silence means no one can tell her otherwise.

She offers a happy little nod before handing the weaving back to her. Nice. Mission accomplished.]