XANADU OPERA TIME | ALL INVITED

[shall_yield_us]

WHEN: Jan. 15 | the Xanadu gardens.
CHARACTERS: Everyone.
SUMMARY: we interrupt your regular Xanadu viewing for the following special reminder: ...the visit ain't over til the bloody plant sings.

That's right: our green belle been giving rather obnoxious titillating performances in Xanadu, to what can only be the... enjoyment... of certain Citizens. Adding injury to insult, it's quite possible that a couple of residents have also captured the plant's tune on film, and now the video's been turned into a network viral phenomenon!

But as Citizens surely know, every grand artist needs a doting live audience: come get dibs on more plant footage? Save someone from its evil clutches? Help a poor soul that's got lost in the gardens' great expanse? Get the plant to sign with your talent agency? Embark on a mystical quest to get it to shut up?

Just put your chlorophyll-tinted glasses on, and anything is possible.


[ ooc: Find whatever excuse to throw your character in Xanadu, tag someone new, and all around: GET IN HERE. Just as a note: hearing the plant is definitely optional, so please don't think it's an overwhelming sound that'd keep your character up at night or some such. It's just a log prompt. XD ]

Comments

[zehel]

Che... what was it, a dare? Though you're pretty old to be playing brats' games...

[othersdie]

I wouldn't do anything that asinine on a dare. [How dare you question his maturity!]

Were you trying to get it to eat you?

[zehel]

You heard it calling, right? Would've been a shame not to talk back.

So? You growing your own?

[othersdie]

It looked more like you were taunting it.

Grow--? No. No, I wouldn't want a houseplant that sings. I'd like to graft it on to something quieter and smaller... make a hybrid. I doubt it'll work, but I can at least see if it has a nervous system.

[zehel]

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That so.

[ Why are you using your fancy school words, Justin. ]

[othersdie]

[Because feeling mentally superior is all he has going for him.]

Yes. [Justin isn't usually one to go for names, but he has a certain fondness for reckless, potentially-dangerous idiots.] I'm Justin. You're...?

[zehel]

Frau.

[othersdie]

Then thank you, Frau.

[zehel]

Don't worry about it.

[ He dismisses it with a wave—startling a little, sourly, as he sees that his cigarette's gone out. ]

You do this a lot?

[othersdie]

[Running from man-eating plants will do that to cigarettes.]

I clip plants a lot. The circumstances are usually different, though.

[zehel]

I'd hope so. Can't be many of those in the world.

[othersdie]

No, there can't be. We'd hear them.

[zehel]

[ an actual laugh. ]

Damn thing really has been singing for a while, huh.

[othersdie]

All day. Someone's going to find a way to kill it if it keeps this up all night, too.

[In a most uncharacteristic act of furthering-interactions-with-people, he pulls a lighter his pocket and offers it to Frau.]

[zehel]

Thanks.

[ Accepting it, he relights the stick before passing the lighter back. A grimace twitches at his mouth as he inhales, but that passes too. ]

Sure about that? It ain't that loud.

[othersdie]

Mm.

I'm not sure about anything, but I don't think the odds are in the plant's favor if it keeps singing.

[zehel]

Sounds like a pretty big hassle for twenty-four hours of peace.

[othersdie]

Maybe it isn't here for a day visit. Maybe it's a permanent addition to the garden.

[zehel]

Che. And the folks running this place've got a good handle on the dead too, right?

[othersdie]

They seem to. I don't see the dead going anywhere.