But he that dares not grasp the thorn...

[deathknellgrell]

Who: Grell Sutcliff and YOU!
When: Sunday, July 17, after sirens.
Where: Anywhere
Summary: Like a bad penny, Grell returns - as a Darkness Monster!
Warnings: NC-17! TENTACLES! Nothing to see here folks, move along...

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[whitedarklord]

He had heard about the monsters at night, and that alone was enough to keep him indoors. But still, curiosity will kill the cat, and finally it got to the point where Soma couldn't stand it anymore. So when he ventured out into the darkness, he was expecting horrific creatures of the night.

Not roses.

"What the..." he murmured faintly, crouching down to peer at one of them.

[tentagrells]

"Rose," says the flower, by way of an answer.

As Soma bends closer he'll see that this is no ordinary flower. It's got an abundance of very sharp teeth, for starters. And glasses, too. Do roses need to see?

Even so, it's smiling, apparently happy as a rose can be when surrounded by Darkness and decay. It strains up towards Soma as he bends near, releasing a cloud of intoxicating fragrance.

[whitedarklord]

It didn't look like an Alura Une, but as soon as it actually spoke, Soma got the impression that's where it originated from. He let out a startled noise, falling backward, though not before getting a whiff of whatever it was it had just released.

He stumbled back as best he could, reaching into his coat for his knife.

[tentagrells]

Awwwww, you don't want to use a terrible, sharp knife on this tender flower, do you? It's so friendly, and oh - so sweet.

It releases another puff of perfume, designed to addle your senses and make your suspicion fade away.

[whitedarklord]

Soma struggled, his fingers curling around the knife, but having difficulty actually pulling it. He struggled backward one half shuffle more, before finally collapsing onto his back, fighting to keep his senses.

[tentagrells]

The rose bends towards him, as if concerned. And then - it begins to rise up, out of the pavement, one rootlet at a time, until...

"Rose?"

The roots themselves appear - coyly.

[whitedarklord]

Soma's eyes widened, his muddled mind recalling the first time he had encountered an Alura Une, and how quickly he had to go running back to the entrance of Dracula's Castle, because he had not been expecting the roots to rise out of the ground and strike at him.

This reminded him of that, only... well, these roots weren't exactly out to kill him. He didn't know what to make of that.

"W-what...?"

[tentagrells]

"Rose~!"

They aren't out to kill him. Not yet, anyway! The Grell root grins in delight as it approaches - and then shoots out a little tendril, encircling Soma's ankle. Obviously it's just making sure you're all right.

Obviously.

[whitedarklord]

Mr. Arikado would probably be yelling at him to get a grip right about now. Soma squeezed his eyes shut, inhaling deeply and hoping clear air would help; what he wouldn't give to still have the Power of Dominance, even if it was just to throw a skeleton bone. At least that had a chance of distracting this obnoxious thing.

His leg came up, and he kicked at the roots as best he could, the fog in his mind lifting a little too slowly for his taste.

[tentagrells]

What a naughty, naughty boy, kicking at such a pure, sweet rose.

Naughty and so very... pretty! But, beauty aside, someone clearly needs to be taught a lesson! Another little tendril emerges, neatly catching Soma's other ankle.

And then both tendrils start to grow, encircling their way up Soma's leg.

[whitedarklord]

"Gh...!"

Soma reached into his coat again, his fingers curling around the knife he had on him, though he didn't actually pull it until the tendrils were close. He snapped the weapon out of his coat, stabbing into the roots crawling up his leg.

[tentagrells]

"ROSE!"

This monster has an Achilles' heel - but not in its roots. New rootlets grow to replace the ones cut through, and a second branch leaps up to grab Soma's wrist, to shake the knife from his hand.

Meanwhile, the roots encircling his leg twist, effectively shredding his trousers. And keep growing higher!

[whitedarklord]

"Whoa!" Soma exclaimed, going wide eyed as pieces of his pants started falling off. He didn't have another pair, and dammit, he liked these jeans! Not only that, but while he did go to school in Japan, he was not a Japanese school girl! This kind of thing only happened in bad porno!

Soma held on tight to the knife, grabbing it with his off hand. Awkward or not, he started cutting away as frantically as he could at whatever he could reach. There had to be some kind of weak spot to this thing!

1/3

[tentagrells]

[ Maybe he isn't a Japanese schoolgirl. But the way his jeans are ripped, it looks like he's wearing Daisy Duke's! Complete with oh-so-fetching butt cheek spillover.

The Grell root stares! ]

OOOOooooOOOOoooh~!

2/3

[tentagrells]

Unfortunately, this distraction leaves his stem open to Soma's flailing knife, and so--

"GAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

[deathknellgrell]

The roots instantly turn to dust, freeing Soma. The rose bounces to the ground, where it sits, lifeless.

It's nothing but an ordinary rose, now. Its petals glisten in the bloody rain.