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

that's the best part

[beifongbandit]

Oh, shut up. [ She points in his direction, although you'll have to forgive her for being a little off to the left. ] I can take care of myself better than you can. I'm not just some helpless orphan.

[a_parting_word]

Exactly who do you think is taking pity on you?

[ mumbled ]

I have a friend who's... whose sight is -- difficult. If I offered him something like this, he'd cane me. Then he'd take it, and have him thank him for the privilege. Just shut up and do the same.

[beifongbandit]

[ She gives him a sulky look and doesn't say anything for a moment. Yes, she's been trying to depend on other people more, and not burden herself with everything, but she hardly knows this guy, which makes it difficult. ]

Thanks for the sentiment, I guess. But I'm fine, I promise. I see with my feet. My eyes don't matter.

[a_parting_word]

[ ...it's irritating, listening to an obstinate child go at it. An absolute annoyance, but he hasn't more patience to settle this properly. ]

Have it your way. You walk on thorns.

[beifongbandit]

What's that supposed to be, some kind of wise metaphor? I'll watch the plant, don't worry.

[a_parting_word]

It means there are vines and thorns on the ground, can't you se -

[ He does, to some very small credit, manage to stop himself. ]

Sorry.

[beifongbandit]

[ Snickers. ] No one else remembers either. I'll be careful, promise.