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...
[Dash usually wasn't out at night. Kazuma tended to get nervous if she was, and she didn't need him nagging her -- or at least, that was her excuse when asked. But tonight, she'd been out a little too late practicing her sweet moves. Then this weird red rain stuff started, and she's landed briefly to shake some of the water off of her in annoyance.
Then, she sees the flower. She happens to see it from behind.
It looks delicious! Well, she is kind of hungry. She decides to give it a small taste...]
[ The Grell rose is swaying happily, shining out brightly and unabashedly red in the Darkness. Even as a monster, Grell has an absolute need to attract attention. So when the pony draws near, the Grell rose is neither surprised nor dismayed... ]
[ The rose frowns again at that, and releases a puff of sweet perfume. The fragrance is designed to addle the senses and inhibit all wariness. One little rootlet emerges from the pavement. ]
[ It's a monster game, though the Grell root can't enunciate that. The tendrils encircle all four of the pony's legs, now, and pull tight, effectively trussing her.
The bloody rain gave this flower life. But a plant's got to grow, hasn't it? Thicker than water is blood - real blood. So now the rootlets begin to burrow, into the pony's skin. ]
Then, she sees the flower. She happens to see it from behind.
It looks delicious! Well, she is kind of hungry. She decides to give it a small taste...]
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GAH!!!!
[ Grell!rose bares his TEETH! ]
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[Dash backs up in surprise, her wings sticking straight up!]
What the hay kind of flower is this?!
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Rose ♥
[ It seems so out of place in the Darkness, so brilliantly red and sweet. ]
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[One hoof is carefully put forward to bat at the thing experimentally.]
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[Cough! Cough! And she starts to wobble around.]
Stupid... weird flower... !
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A root tendril shoots out - and slaps the pony's rump! ]
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[But. While she'd normally throw a few more insults, that perfume is finally sinking in and her anger dissipates.]
-- pretty... rose...
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As a friendly gesture. Yes. ]
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[Feelin' kinda fuzzy!]
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[ As if that's an explanation. Another tendril shoots out, aiming for one of her front legs. Grell root is grinning broadly now! ]
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[ It's a monster game, though the Grell root can't enunciate that. The tendrils encircle all four of the pony's legs, now, and pull tight, effectively trussing her.
The bloody rain gave this flower life. But a plant's got to grow, hasn't it? Thicker than water is blood - real blood. So now the rootlets begin to burrow, into the pony's skin. ]
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[The pain manages to break through the fuzziness, and suddenly she's struggling to get free.]
LET GO OF ME!
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