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Flames of Fury with a Flutter of Freedom

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@evergreenempressdaphodyl

Darn it, she lost sight of him!

Lillian wasn’t expect Dark to move as fast as he did. He and his clones were nothing but blurs at this point to her, and the growing fire wasn’t making things any easier.

The ghost began to panic. She hadn’t expected to be frightened by the fire, being incoporeal and all, but just the sight of it everywhere was terrifying. Not to mention, Petal was somewhere in the middle of this! Her hands went to her head, clutching it tightly as she tried to keep herself together.

He said go outside if she lost him, right? Right. Go outside. Maybe ten minutes had passed. Maybe their backup was here… Out she went, hands covering her eye as she floating through walls. It took everything in her not to scream. Daphodyl would certainly find out she hadn’t left, and then she might find Dark!

With one hand over her eye and the other covering her mouth, the ghost floated there terrified as she waited for Morpho. Stay calm stay calm stay calm-

-

Meanwhile, Petal was hugging Daphodyl’s side. There was smoke, and Miss Daphodyl looked incredibly worried! What was happening? Was there an accident in the kitchen?

{🌺} - Miss Daphodyl, what’s happening?!

evergreenempressdaphodyl

As much as Petal was hugging Daphodyl’s side, Daphodyl was also holding Petal close and tightly as she tried to find where she had put her so-called last resort. You know how you can hide something in such an obscure place that you’re sure no one could ever find it, but then when you try to look for it yourself, you can’t find it either because you didn’t think to give yourself a hint? That’s the kind of stress our poor empress has put herself under, except instead of being something like a birthday present, it’s a fruit containing unspeakable power.

While Hana sounds the alarm, presumably, and the Elite Daphodees do what they’re supposed to do in an emergency like this-- ...wait. There were never any drills for this sort of thing. Nobody knows what they’re supposed to do. That would explain how many daphodees are just running around the halls like chickens with their heads cut off. Ugh. Just one more thing slowing her down... She should have thought these sort of things through before starting an empire.

“Don’t worry, Petal,” she muttered a non answer to her most powerful child warrior, “I’ll get us out.” Feeling the walls for some kind of signature she could have left for herself, she internally cursed her own lack of foresight. She wouldn’t have put it somewhere obvious, like in some kind of secret space under her throne, right? No, she’s got to be smarter than that! She knows the tropes!

...

Daphodyl heads towards the throne room with Petal in hand, despite the smoke growing thicker and thicker. Just to be sure.

#moddle dee #she helps me remember #themaskedswordsmen #daphodyl #Event: June Bugs #((DAPH. YOU FUCKING MORON.))#((this is why you have fire drills in school folks!))

It had been a bit of a slow night for Hana, but an unhealthy dose of introspection might do that to you every now and then. Since accepting this job, she had only thought highly of Empress Daphodyl and the whole empire she was running. But that disrespect towards Miss Lillian earlier had shattered her whole frame of mind, and piecing together the fragments only helped to form a new picture entirely. And hoo boy, this one was far from a work of art.

"Oh, Daphodyl, your aura smug and wise... facades so fragile never truly last. Though valiant your work to keep it clean thus far has been, it shattered all the same, well-being disregarded for our guests. I may be slow of mind and fast of heart, but even I cannot ignore missteps so blatant and so villainous that none with Kirby pardoned would ignore them all. Right hands are often meant to keep the peace, but peace cannot be found, no luxury amidst the endless toil in this fort. In duties here I've sworn to treat you well, but my best interest now... is to rebel."

Gripping the handle of her sword tightly, the young Leafan hopped off out of her chambers, desperate to seek out Lillian once more. Despite her high rank, Hana truly had no way of commanding the Daphodee army, seeing as their sprouts left them loyal to one being alone. One being Hana didn't exactly want to cross paths with right now, considering the nature of her mission. However, as she dashed through the fortress, she could have sworn that there was a faint smell of smoke lodged in the back of her mind.

#moddle doo #moddle dee #Event: June Bugs #Hana #daphodyl #((i said ''soliloquy'' expecting a normal internal monologue))#((i shouldn't have underestimated how much of a theater geek moddle doo is))#((it's even in iambic pentameter and everything))#((june bugs on broadway when))#((...you know. that's not a bad idea actually))

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{👻} - “………….”

The ghost could only watch in horror as Petal was taken away to bed. She wanted to scream, but nothing could come out of her mouth. She continued to just float there silently as Daphodyl bragged about her victory.

She’s… right. Perhaps this whole time I’ve… just been in her way. Having her around to make me happy! It wasn’t by her choice, it couldn’t have been! Who would even want to stay with m-

And the thought halted. She… She… hated her?

She could feel her dead heart shatter. Her form went still, dress and hair no longer flowing around. Her head lowered.

Petal… hated her.

She didn’t seem to be paying any more attention as the Empress left, feeling completely and utterly defeated. She won. It was over. She couldn’t do anything for Petal anymore. If she had done anything besides hold her back.

The ghost wrapped her arms around herself tightly. Quietly, she floated down through the floor, accepting her loss to the Empress.

Nobody wanted her anymore. And she was a fool to think differently from the start.

~THE END~

#moddle dee #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #((there goes empress daphodyl! the biggest ASS that ever lived. what a DOUCHE.))

flutteringwithaspirit

Daphodyl’s cold, harsh tone made the ghost’s confidence falter. It was then she remembered, she may be a ghost, but she was just one ghost. The Empress had a whole fortress of allies. Did… did she ever even have a chance winning this arguement…?

Lillian was too stunned to even attempt a defense. The flickering lights slowed, and her dress and hair began to flow like normal. She couldn’t prove to any of the waddle dees that Daphodyl was a horrible person! She couldn’t prove that to anyone here!

Eye contact was made with Hana when she looked over. A desperate look met hers, one that pleaded for her to possibly say something, anything that might show this wasn’t all a lost cause!

She could only flinch when she was silenced.

Her eye widened at her request. Petal. No, this… this had to be some sort of trick to make her give up right away! She’d be on her side, not Daphodyl’s! …right? They were sisters. They loved each other! That stupid flower on her head couldn’t make her forget that!

Her voice managed to come back the moment Daphodyl finished speaking.

{👻} - “P..Petal! Please, don’t… don’t listen to her! Look, Luna has offered us to come stay with her! Doesn’t that sound nice? We’ll be able to relax and spend time together like we always have! Please Petal, come with me!”

The poor puffling was barely awake, and this was all a lot to take in all at once. Trust? Love? Wait… leave the fortress? Petal began shaking her head. Why would she want to leave? Luna was nice, sure, but things were so nice here! The the Empress was so, so kind! No, no, no…

{👻} - “No, no no! Petal, listen! We shouldn’t have come here! Things are not right here! Petal, we really cannot trust her! She’s destroying the house!”

That’s… impossible! She’s never destroy the house, she was too nice! Petal only began to shake her head back and forth more while Lillian continued pleading. She didn’t want to leave! She loved it here!

Miss Daphodyl was so great! And Lillian… why would she want to take away something so wonderful! They lived in some broken down shack before! Now things were better thanks to the Empress, and Lillian wanted to leave?? How… How could Lillian think Miss Daphodyl was a horrible person? How could she?!

{🌺} - Stop, stop, STOP! I…I HATE YOU!!!

The floor suddenly gave a creak, and a rather large spiked vine shot up through the ground…

Going straight through Lillian’s incoporeal body.

The pleading stopped. The puffling stopped. The two could only look at each other in horror. A hand went over the ghost’s mouth, and she could only mumble the other’s name softly.

{👻} - “P-P…Petal…”

Petal broke out in tears, suddenly fluttering away from Hana’s side and hugging the Empress tightly. She buried her face into Daphodyl’s shoulder, sobbing.

{🌺} - I didn’t mean to, I didn’t mean to…

evergreenempressdaphodyl

When the vine shot through the ground, Daphodyl gasped, eyes wide in horror as she put a hand over her mouth. Admittedly, she didn’t expect Petal to be that devoted... This worked far better than she had expected. “There, there, dear...” She gave Petal a soft pat on the head, looking sympathetically into her eyes. “...I think that’s enough. Hana, send Petal back to bed. You should go and get some rest, as well. Tomorrow is a new day, after all.” Daphodyl set Petal down for Hana to lead away.

“But I--”

“That is an order, Hana. I believe it would be beneficial for Lillian and I to have a... little heart to heart.” Daphodyl waved a hand, and the vine went back into the floor, then she clasped her hands together. “One. On. One.”

“... Right away, Daphodyl.” Hana nodded a little, gently taking one of Petal’s nubs in a vine of hers and leading the puffling back to her room. However, as she did... Her mind wasn’t as idle as usual. As the two walked side by side, Hana shot the occasional glance up at the sprout on Petal’s head, beginning to wonder just how much it really did... and how much it might hurt to take it off.

And then there were two.

Daphodyl paced around Lillian like a cat stalking a mouse. Her grin, at this point, was ear to ear, smug as ever. “...And there we have it. You’ve lost, darling. And you will always lose against me. This is my domain, after all. Everyone loves me. Even your sister! If you can’t get on the same page, well... I’d suggest you start either getting your act together or packing your bags. It makes no difference to me, really.” She waved a hand, then tapped her chin. “...Well, actually, that’s a lie. I’d much prefer it if you left. Think about it. All you ever do is hold people back. I mean, look at Petal! Who was she before I came to find you two? And look how happy she is now!”

Leaning in, she whispered into Lillian’s ear. “You know, I could hear her thoughts through that whole little scene. Do you want to know something, darling? When that spike went through your chest... She said she hated you. You’ve held her back so much for so long that she hates you. She was so tired of you controlling her life that she absolutely resents you.”

Popping back up like a balloon underwater, Daphodyl smiled cheerfully, clasping her hands behind her back like a schoolgirl. “Who’d’ve thunk! ...I certainly saw it coming. She’s far better without you, after all. I can see it in her eyes. You were just... the unfortunate add on from the start. What a pity... for you."

She yawned. “Just food for thought. I think we’re done here, though! You should get to bed, too, and... consider your options for the morning.” With that, Daphodyl left for her cozy lodge at the top of the fortress. “Sleep well! And don’t forget, tomorrow is a new day! And... don’t forget to close the door behind you on the way out.”

#moddle dee #moddle doo #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #daphodyl #hana #((JUST BC WE SPENT A YEAR PLANNING DOESN'T MAKE IT HURT LESS ;A;))

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#moddle dee #aesthetics

cameliamanea

April 2017

#moddle dee #aesthetics

she-helps-me-remember‌:

The ghost froze upon hearing Daphodyl’s defense. Did she… did she really think that…?

{👻} - “Wh…WHAT DO YOU MEAN HOW WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO KNOW? Just look at me! It’s obvious!! AND OF COURSE PETAL KNOWS! She’s my sister, of course she would know!”

Hearing her make this accusation… stung. Not only did this woman almost always refuse to listen to her, the one time she does, she thinks she made some sort of joke out of it??

{👻} - “Do you seriously think my goal is to make you look like a fool? If anything, I made myself look like the fool for agreeing to even come here! Day in and day out you train Petal without a break! You couldn’t even be bothered to tell me the state of my own home! And now you think I’m playing some sort of sick joke, when I told you I was dead the entire time?! I’m such an idiot for trusting you! You… You’re a horrible person, Daphodyl!”

Oh dear. Saying that last part may have been a mistake…

“…” Daphodyl blinked in confusion. Slowly, as a strained grin spread across her face, she tilted her head to the side. “What…” the word came out like cracked glass. “What… did you… just say… to me…? Did… Did I… hear that right? Hana.” Her head snaps to look at her right hand lady. “Tell me, did she just say what I thought she just said, darling? That after everything I’ve done, after giving her, her sister, and countless others, a home, after providing food, water, shelter, care, and training, after spending say in and day out making certain everyone in this fortress is happy and safe, that she thinks that I’m… I, of all people, am a horrible person?”

Hana hesitated for a moment, shifting to one side and looking away from Daphodyl and Lillian. She was clearly uncomfortable with the question; it wasn’t often that her dopey grin vanished, so on these rare occasions, something was definitely up. “Well, I mean... You did hear her right. But you did just try and blame her for not telling you she was a ghost... I kinda thought it was obvious. I knew from the beginning.” With that being said, she flinched a tiny bit, praying to Nova that Daph wouldn’t lash out at her.

“Silence,” Daphodyl hissed. Ugh, she knew she should have kept Berry up instead. At least Berry would actually back her up. “You know what? Let’s see how Petal feels about this... twist in trust. Hana, go get Petal for me, would you, darling?”

As Hana left hesitantly, Daphodyl’s scowl shifted into a wicked grin. With Petal on her side, she knew how the rest of this little performance would go. Once Petal acts on Daphodyl’s behalf, Lillian would be ashamed of herself for her accusations-- no, her heresy-- and she’d fall back in line, surely. She could deal with Hana in the morning, but Lillian was a more pressing matter, and Daphodyl knew she had backed her into an emotional checkmate. It’s the little victories, after all, that win wars.

She drummed her fingers on the arm rest of her throne, waiting patiently and silently for Hana to return with Petal.

After a few more moments, the pair returned, and Daphodyl clasped her hands together. “Ah, splendid! I do hope you’ve been sleeping well, Petal darling, and I’m so sorry to rouse you from your sleep, but we seem to be in a bit of a... trifle here,” she giggled, her laugh like bells, hiding her smile behind a hand. “Am I a horrible person? Because your sister seems to insist so. Who do you trust more; who do you love more? Me, or Lillian?”

#moddle dee #moddle doo #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #daphodyl #hana #((daph's gone fucking berserk))#((LITERALLY I'M GONNA GO FERAL FUCK THIS BITCH))

she-helps-me-remember‌:

{👻} - “…”

Silence.

Complete, utter silence.

Was she still listening? Had she given up on trying to argue back? One thing was certain however; the longer she remained quiet, the colder it got in the room. Her eyes had closed after the Empress had spoken, presumably due to her letting Daphodyl’s words sink in.

Her hands had formed into fists as well, and they trembled with anger. After a long moment, her body began to slowly rise up into the air, forcing Daph to have to look up at the ghost. Lillian’s hair and dress began flowing wildly as she grew angrier and angrier. Even the glowing mushrooms had a reaction, their lights beginning to flicker on and off.

Her eyelids shot open. Even with only one eye, you could tell how livid the girl was. She looked Daphodyl straight in the eyes. She wanted complete eye-contact for this.

{👻} - “I.”

{👻} - “WAS.”

{👻} - “Ṁ̸̨͍U̶̡̡̹͇̱̺̘̖̼̣͕͚͒͌̈̓̈́͑͌̐̅̃̐̂͗̀͝R̵̡͓͙͔̰͖͇̐͆͆̀͊͋̄͒͆̓̎͝D̵̯̩̙͔͂́̎̊̐́͐̉̊̋͘̚͝Ȅ̵̡͈͕͓̬̞̫̝̟̠̲̮͔͋̂͛̐̄͒̑̿̊͠R̸̳͕͇̩̟̤̳̻̺̐̃́̌͋̏̄͗̚͝Ȩ̸̣͉̖͎̬͎̲̭͍̭̠͓̎͛̽D̴̡̨̤̘͍̣̰̮͍̬͙͍̫̘̺͐̐̾̕!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Lillian’s scream sent a chill down Daphodyl’s spine, and she scrambled for her throne, eyes wide in horror and grabbing onto the arms of the throne for dear life. The chill in the room and the flickering lights-- how did Lillian do that, anyway?-- made the effect all the more effective. But wait, that means... If Lillian was murdered, that means she’s... dead! And it doesn’t seem like Lillian is lying. But Lillian was standing right in front of everyone, so that could only mean one thing: Lilllian was a ghost. I mean, like, no shit, Your Royal Idiocy?? Did that mean the dear Evergreen Fortress was... haunted?!

Alright. Keep your composure, Empress. Be firm. Show your dominance.

“...And I was supposed to know, how?!” Daphodyl put one hand on her hip, and pointed at Lillian with the other. “You took advantage of my ignorance! How could you!? Did you think it would be some kind of sick joke?” No, Daphodyl, she expected you to exercise some common sense. “If you had only told me sooner... I could have made everything easier for you!” Yeah, by hiring an exorcist. Well, at least that explains why any and all attempts to give Lillian a sprout were unfruitful. “I wouldn’t have put so much responsibility on you! But no, you had to go and-- and-- make me into a fool! Does Petal know, too? Was she in on your little joke?” Daphodyl huffed, her steely glare returning.

#moddle dee #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #daphodyl #((TAKE 2...))#((HEY. HEY DAPH. LOOK AT ME. MORON.))

((Don’t you just LOVE when you think you saved something as a draft, but it actually just posted?????? I sure do. /s))

#moddle dee #((damn it))

she-helps-me-remember‌:

She squeaked at the sound of Daph’s voice, surprising her so much that her left eyelid popped open, revealing it’s empty space behind it. Every angry thought came to a screeching halt as the Empress scolded her. It had been a long time since anyone had talked to her like this.

She was very quiet once Daphodyl had finished, taking in everything that had been yelled out. Wait… she needed permission to leave to her own house?

{👻} - “…This isn’t my home, Daphodyl. In fact, I was visiting my home.”

Oh boy, she dropped the ‘Empress’ title. The ghost floated towards the Empress, trying her best to get her confidence and anger to return.

{👻} - “…I don’t like what I saw. How could you?! That’s… That’s my house! You said you’d fix it! And it’s…it’s… it’s a mess! And… and why should I need your permission to visit my own home? Why are you even worried about my well-being? I’m not even worried about my well-being! Nothing can happen to me anymore, I’m dead!”

Ah. She went to the house. Of course she did. Daphodyl clenched her hands into fists. “I’ve been trying to fix it, Lillian.“ Her voice was bitter, dripping with frustration. “You saw the vines and everything covering the house, didn’t you? You saw how quickly they were growing? That is the remnants of Petal’s magic trying to consume the house. I can barely compete with the power of butterfly magic. How dare you? You think I haven’t been trying my best to stop this?”

“And of course I was worried about you! Because I care about you!” Her voice ached with sweetness. “You and Petal! I’m tired of hearing you say that you’re dead, that you have no hope for a future! It breaks my heart! And if you’re trying to make an excuse for all the responsibilities you’ve shirked, you need to use a livelier one!” Daphodyl huffed, putting her hands on her hips. “I’ve been letting your moping around slide for now because you at least stay out of the way, but this is the last straw!”

#moddle dee #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #daphodyl #((daph: you're not dead you're depressed))#((daph: do some yoga it'll make you feel better))

flutteringwithaspirit

@evergreenempressdaphodyl

It was dark by the time Lillian had made it back to the fortress. Thank goodness, that meant Petal was getting some much needed rest. Daphodyl was probably asleep too, which would give the ghost time to think about what she needed to say.

First thing tomorrow? Confront the Empress, and take Petal back to Luna’s. Someone small like Petal couldn’t possibly continue to train like that! And her house!! Her poor house was being covered in dirt and plants! How dare she?!

She kept quiet as she floated through the hallways, happening to come by the throne room. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t seem to be paying too much attention to the environment.

{👻} - I can’t believe I agreed to bring us here! Tomorrow morning, ohhhh boy, she’s gonna get it!

evergreenempressdaphodyl

The halls were completely dark and empty, as all the other daphodees had gone to sleep hours ago in their respective areas. Aside from the moonlight dripping in from the “windows,“ bioluminescent mushrooms glowed softly as Lillian passed them by. Unlike usual, the throne room doors were left open, allowing the light within the room to leak out.

A voice rang out from the open doors as Lillian passed them. “Well, well, you’re home late, darling.”

As it turns out, Daphodyl was distinctly not asleep, as she sat on her throne with her hands folded in her lap. She scowled at Lillian, bags under her sharp violet eyes and her usual cloak traded for night robes. Hana was there, too, leaning against a wall, keeping an eye on the scene.

“In fact, I don’t exactly remember you asking for my permission to leave the fortress’ grounds at all, Lillian. If you had asked, I would have gladly granted it. But no, you had to wander off, didn’t you? Do you realize how worried I was for you? Who knows what kind of trouble you could have gotten in! What if something happened to you and I couldn’t help you? Did you even think of that?” Daphodyl rose from her throne, drumming her fingers on the arms of the chair. “I am a very busy empress lately, you know. I don’t need you adding more worry to my plate!”

Suffice to say, it didn’t sound like she was happy.

#moddle dee #she helps me remember #Event: June Bugs #daphodyl

1217love

Tulips

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cyberbird000

#moddle dee #aesthetics

The daphodees hadn’t been getting many breaks lately. They hadn’t been getting as much sleep, either, evident by the visible bags under their eyes. They had been working single mindedly, training, preparing for war. Even the gardens were underkept, since no one had the time to tend to them anymore. It was all worth it, though, wasn’t it? The empire was flourishing, everyone was happy, and tomorrow was a new day!

But even if you’re happy, that doesn’t stop one from getting tired. Even with the flowers giving them energy, there’s still a limit. The head daphodees, proud of the flowers that bloomed on their heads, sat in the parlor to discuss the unfolding plans, their eyes, too, heavy and bagged.