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[floralingual]

[ this evening, camp's flowers are talking about everything under the sun, including you. they might even be saying things that are obscene and inappropriate or kinder than you would expect. whatever the case, you'd never expect strange voices to be coming from a flower, right, so it probably sounds a whole lot like the guy next to you is calling

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[profeseed]

*....well actually flowers talking to me is a pretty normal occurrence. as is my replying to said flowers!*

Oh dear, that isn't very polite, you know...

[floralingual]

It's strange that something beautiful like a flower has such a vulgar mouth.

[profeseed]

Ah, I suppose you haven't been here very long...

[floralingual]

It's been exactly a month now, I think.

[x_autnihil]

*ready to shank a bitch*

[floralingual]

[ he understands your pain but is mildly worried that someone innocent will get targeted here... ]

[x_autnihil]

*looking around quickly before his eyes land on the offending flower.

crushing it under his boot, grinding it into the ground.

no one is allowed to talk about Mother like that.*

[floralingual]

[ he can't blame you, man. if anyone said anything like that about maya they would be dead. for the first time he's not going to bother complaining that someone stepped on one. ]

I'm sure she is a lovely woman.