#aorticlove

[actxfmercy]

" . . . "

CHUGS FASTER-

[wintermulitplied]

@aorticlove sent ; moonflower hums a random tune to himself quietly as he tends to his garden's flowers, a small, pink watering-can in gloved hand. to be honest, the plants were seemingly completely self-sufficient, not even needing the current attention paid, but… well, it just felt polite, really. everyone needs a little care every now and again, even if they are quite independent. right?

that thought is interrupted suddenly, by a new presence suddenly appearing in the garden. ah, that must be the human, must be kris… for a moment, moony keeps at it, working, until the lightner hero finally approaches, it's only then, does he take pause, and finally turn. there's a subtle smile, on his masked face. " ah, hello! you must be one of the lightner heros, the ones i've heard so much about, is that right? " he says, tilting his head a little. he already knew he was correct, though. " …oh, and. my apologizes, if any of my flowers gave you any trouble on the way in, they just get a bit excited about 'new meat', as it were. " he leans in a touch, stage-whispering playfully, " --they're just the nosiest little things! " kris may hear some leafy rustling from some -where behind them, as if the plants themselves were listening in, and are now offended at the statement. moonflower giggles a bit. he leans away again, " what is your name, sweetheart? it's only polite to ask, after all. " even if already knows that answer, too. (oddly, the player would seem awfully quiet, at the moment.)

[ ❤️ HEAD BACK. ❤️ PROCEED. ]

The strange entity and Kris were in agreement, they pushed forward with exploring this area. They were aware it was not a wise thing to do by any means, especially doing so alone but they were curious. Dark Worlds had always been so fascinating to the lightener, they couldn't help but want to see all they had to offer but even then-

The choice was rarely up to them anymore.

Going along with the ride and just dealing with the internal relief that so far, they did not put anything they didn't want to do was the common norm that sinking in further and further.....they didn't like it. Kris simply focused on what they could control, their footsteps and movements are careful, so many flowers....they're reminded of their fathers shop to an extent. Kris was pretty certain even he wasn't this much of a nature lover.

The sight of Moony makes them freeze, drawing pause, seemingly surprised anyone was here. A hand naturally goes to grab the handle of their weapon, just in case this escalates to a battle ( it felt so often recently ) but...there was none. He is friendly, another surprise to be had for sure and furthermore Moonflower is familiar in a way. Not enough to the point Kris feels welcomed despite their nature being nothing but that, but enough they do relax. Soon their hand is off their weapon, laying at their side instead.

....they can communicate with the flowers? Suddenly Kris feels weirdly self conscious as they go down a mental checklist of everything they did since arriving here....there wasn't anything embarrassing they did that they would report on....is there?

There's a pause, Kris is waiting for something. But the option is never presented, it quickly dawns on Kris that they're allowed to speak without any input. A rarity nowadays and there's a subtle change in their expression, one that indicates relief but again....it's all subtle. Kris never wore anything about themselves on their sleeve.

"....I'm Kris." they say, feeling weirdly awkward for a reason they can't explain. The player is quiet and the usual order of commands seem to cease, there's no pull for them to move, no voice telling them what to say and their voice saying it regardless of how they feel on the words, nothing. They don't question it. They just savor the freedom even if they suspect it won't last long. "You are..?"

[decaysate]

@aorticlove, starter call —— the dark world is weird, of course. it gives him magic powers and a giant axe and a huge world to explore in the space of a tiny closet—— it’s always been weird, and susie has long since shrugged it off. ( and then, weird had become familiar, against his will. ) but this is—— this might be a bit much.

❝ um, ❞ susie says, desperately wishing he were anywhere else, ❝ sorry. i might have stepped on some of your flowers on the way here. ❞ not like she had much of a choice. she fights the urge to cover her nose from the sickly sweet scent of it all, squinting at the small, ( fluffy? ) figure. yeah ... this is way too weird.

[actxfmercy]

They're going to take this as their friends approving their action.

[actxfmercy]

@aorticlove

within a sudden blink of an eye, kris has found themselves somewhere new, and in front of them: a tall, elaborate-looking gate. it shines in a rose-gold hue, but. peeking past the swirling bars, the hero would see rows, and rows of flowers, and other different plants, a odd garden. stepping inside, it's all surprisingly quiet, until... in the distance, soft humming. if they were to follow the sound, then they would find the source rather quickly. a small, pink boss monster, kneeled down, and carefully plucking weeds from a patch of greenery. he's faced away from kris at the moment, but he had been aware of their presence the moment they stepped foot into this place. yet, he doesn't turn to face them, no. he's letting them make the first move, it seems.

Now, wasn't this... odd? There have been moments in which the SOUL was left in the darkness. Moments of confusion, moments it wasn't allowed to remember.

It was Kris' turn, this time. All they knew was that they tried to open... a door? A backdoor, maybe. Metaphorical or not, didn't matter -- it wasn't any different than any backdoor they took whenever they found themselves near the man behind the tree, in a way.

They didn't seem to care about their lack of memory. For the moment, they felt... almost at peace. They let the SOUL take over, but each step felt like their own.

At peace. But odd. Odd, odd, odd.

An odd feeling, an odd place. An odd monster tending to it. It felt like meeting Ralsei for the first time all over again. It felt like meeting Asriel, for the first time in forever.

ᴰᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰᶦⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵃᵗ.

They stood quietly for a good handful of seconds, wondering if they should've said something. If the SOUL should let them say something. At the end, they just dared to take one more step forward, head tilted on the side, trying to see which flowers or weed the stranger was taking care of.

[wintermulitplied]

@aorticlove ; rals vc: /KRIS/ ????????

"What? It's true. Every sugar daddy I've had pales in comparison to a dozen sugar babies."

[mettatoniic]

🌸🌸🌸 // from moony! <3 flower crown for mettaton.............

Moony is pretty knowledgeable of their whereabouts. Mettaton couldn't have asked for a better tour-guide seeing as he's actually zoned out more times than he could count since entering this ... garden? House? Cottage? Nursery???

These moments leading to his dissociation often stemming from wondering how the hell is he gonna get out of this place. He's walked idly on his own for a while thus Moony's discovery but other than that? Feels pretty hopeless. Pretty bleak...

Upon Moony suggesting they take a break here in the vegetation, Mettaton obliged. No questions asked. It's muscle-memory that makes him drop on his back with a clang, allowing himself to feel like garbage. A family tradition, works almost everywhere! This sucks.

Rolling to his front, he picked at blades of grass and attempted to fold them in different, intricate ways. Most looking like balls of nothing, three were folded into stars. Grass stars. "You should be a tour guide. Offer services as one." is said without a thought. He's learned a bit here with Moony. Though... it's not enough in the grand scheme. "...!" Lifiting his head, he touches where he felt something soft fall on his head.

Moony explains what is placed on Mettaton's head and it stops him from removing it. A crown? What kind of flowers? He didn't even notice there were any around?

Dark lips curve into a smile and he collects the grass stars he made, collecting a longer blade of grass. There, he's creating a bracelet out of the grass stars and is fastening it around Moony's wrist. "This is a cute little friendship bracelet. A star bracelet for a star!"

prompt

[rudebvster]

Hey. Only Susie is allowed to bully Ralsei.

...

...Ralsei you're not supposed to thank her when she's being mean to you—