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 ]

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[whitetwoguns]

[....A lot of people in the area today. Must be some sorta outdoors interest popping up or some shit. Mr. White decides to take a detour to see exactly what's going on. A distance a way he stops to look at the man with long silvery hair.

All the leather and metal business means he's not a hippie. Clearly.]

[nohometown]

[His senses are heightened (which perhaps makes the ticking worse for him), and he's soon aware of the other man's presence. After a few moments, he turns toward him.

He inclines his head in polite greeting, acknowledging him across the distance between them.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Howdy do to him too. Mr. White gives him an up nod. In no hurry he keeps a steady pace wanting to see what all the fuss is about himself in this garden, one could possibly sync it up to a throwback 70s hit. He also reaches for a cigarette.]

[nohometown]

[Sephiroth watches his approach, patiently. His faintly glowing catlike eyes are perhaps a little unusual, but otherwise he looks more or less human.

When Mr. White is closer, he nods toward the plant.]

Good afternoon. Do you happen to know anything about this creature?