First Blossom: Lily of the Sphere

[likedempeaches]

How strange, a city in a tree. Like something out of a book, perhaps.

Yet I haven't found any answers here. I don't know who I am, or why I'm here--or even where I should be--but I suppose it's alright for now.

Even though I don't know exactly who I am, you can call me Suzuran. I look forward to meeting everyone!

Comments

[vile_queen]

Answers are something I have yet to find as well.

Hello, Suzuran. You may call me Mona Lisa.

[likedempeaches]

We'll definitely find them if we look hard enough, I'm sure...

Mona Lisa... that's quite a pretty name!

[vile_queen]

Undoubtedly.

Thank you. As is yours.

You are new here as well. Have you begun considering employment?

[likedempeaches]

Thank you! It was the name of a flower that I saw in my dream.... But that's all I remember.

Oh no, I hadn't even started to think about that! Goodness, I wonder what I did before now...

[vile_queen]

There is little information that is retained.

If you do not know, it is likely none here do. I have not yet discovered what occupation I formerly pursued.

[likedempeaches]

Which is too bad really, not being able to remember anything but a thing or two.

Hmm, I would hope not. It seems like it would be sort of strange for someone to remember what you used to do when you don't remember it yourself.

[vile_queen]

Too bad seems a mild way of putting it.

Perhaps some know others here. It is hard to tell. Some seem most familiar, some seem not familiar in the least.

[likedempeaches]

Yes, I suppose...

There have been people who seem more familiar so far! You think those are people who I knew before now?

[vile_queen]

I am hardly one to say. It is possible. It is more likely that they are not.

[likedempeaches]

Yeah, you're right, probably not. Everyone here is so different from each other. It's really interesting, actually!

[vile_queen]

Interesting is one word for it. Suspicious could be another.

[likedempeaches]

Suspicious? How do you mean?

[vile_queen]

We have no specific memories of ourselves, and are mysteriously drawn to people through handwriting. There are far less elaborate means of manipulation. One must give them credit for trying.