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entrancelogs2013-10-27 02:01 pm
gardenparty) wrote in entrancelogs2013-10-27 02:01 pm
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Open to all!
Who: The Garden and you!
Where: The Garden and grounds
When: Starting October 27
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Garden is experiencinng some growing pains.
The Story:
The morning of October 27 dawns with screaming. Terrified, agonized screaming. It might be hard to pinpoint the source right away from inside the Mansion, but it doesn't take much investigating to find that the source is the overgrown garden.
The Daisies and the Violets are incoherent, but the Tigerlilies and Larkspurs might be able to shed some kind of light on the situation. They won't be kind about it, though--they simply haven't the patience right now. The roses simply sob.
Bread-and-Butterflies smash themselves against tree trunks until they break into crumbs, and the Snap-Dragonflies fly in demented patterns that may or may not mean anything. The Rocking-Horseflies are prone to vicious biting to take out their agitation.
The Caterpillar, Lord of the Garden, is a thin, pale wraith of an insect. He'll be difficult to find, but he is there, trembling among the mushrooms that grow under the cover of tree trunks and leaves.
The Gnat is in hiding similarly, and the Fawn? The Fawn is no where to be seen.
[OOC: Anyone, Real thing or Mirror, is welcome to interact with the Garden. If you prefer a specific denizen of the Garden to interact with, please say so in the subject of your initial reply.]
Where: The Garden and grounds
When: Starting October 27
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The Garden is experiencinng some growing pains.
The Story:
The morning of October 27 dawns with screaming. Terrified, agonized screaming. It might be hard to pinpoint the source right away from inside the Mansion, but it doesn't take much investigating to find that the source is the overgrown garden.
The Daisies and the Violets are incoherent, but the Tigerlilies and Larkspurs might be able to shed some kind of light on the situation. They won't be kind about it, though--they simply haven't the patience right now. The roses simply sob.
Bread-and-Butterflies smash themselves against tree trunks until they break into crumbs, and the Snap-Dragonflies fly in demented patterns that may or may not mean anything. The Rocking-Horseflies are prone to vicious biting to take out their agitation.
The Caterpillar, Lord of the Garden, is a thin, pale wraith of an insect. He'll be difficult to find, but he is there, trembling among the mushrooms that grow under the cover of tree trunks and leaves.
The Gnat is in hiding similarly, and the Fawn? The Fawn is no where to be seen.
[OOC: Anyone, Real thing or Mirror, is welcome to interact with the Garden. If you prefer a specific denizen of the Garden to interact with, please say so in the subject of your initial reply.]
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"Had I the chance," says the Mirror coldly, "I would have asked permission ere I wore him."
(...Okay now Regular Daniel feels a bit offended. He's not a shirt.)
"But I've reason to suspect you of taking that chance from me."
What were you planting in the garden that day, your Grace? Something that shouldn't have been there? Something with great grey roots? Or, perhaps, will she claim that the timing was coincidence?
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The Duchess looks Daniel up and down with distaste.
"I'd have found you a better dress, I assure you."
She waves her hand, as though it were enough to dismiss, perhaps even vanish the man entirely.
"You are what you eat, did you hear me? You are what you eat, if you've kept the moral in
mind, then you must know that it goes double for what you wear. Or who."