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

[brobeforehos]

Poor thing...[She laughs a little, and shrugs.]

Some kill with really bad music? But no, mostly they're just big babies with money.

[oceantrauma]

[His smile is more nervous, now, his eyes still on the plant, though it's at quite a distance.]

Perhaps that is for human singers. I'm not sure this plant is bluffing in its song.

[brobeforehos]

Well, a bluffing plant wouldn't be the strangest thing, considering where we're at.

[She eyes him, and the plant far ahead.]

Does it scare you?

[oceantrauma]

That's true. But until I know for certain I think I'll converse with you, instead.

[He nods his head, feeling vulnerable without Wormmon.]

I don't know how to defend against something like that.

[brobeforehos]

Hmm...and yet here we are, listening to it sing.

[She looks back at him, shrugs - sheepish.] My suggestion would be don't go closer than this, don't let it eat you.

[oceantrauma]

Well...I would like to know more about it. Just not at the expense of my life.

[He nods his head again.] I won't. But do you really think it eats people?

[brobeforehos]

[Nods.] Curiosity. You know what they say about curiosity.

[She grins, then waves her hand dismissively.] I couldn't tell you. I don't plan on going close enough to ask.

[oceantrauma]

[He knows of the English phrase and smiles a bit once more.] Yes. And I don't plan to get much closer, either.

Would you mind if I sat with you?

[brobeforehos]

Not at all - sorry I didn't offer it before. Here.

[Scoots over a little and leaves some considerable space on the blanket.]

So, what's your name?

[oceantrauma]

[Before he sits, he bows slightly.]

I'm Ken Ichijouji. It's nice to meet you.

[Then he settles on the blanket, keeping a nice distance, respecting personal space.]

And yours? [At least he's looking at her now, and not staring the plant.]

[brobeforehos]

[That's nice. Polite, too.

Shocking, really, how trusting she is being to perfect strangers today. But then again, isn't she all the time on the network? That's what those conversations are, even if they're from a distance.

Still, he doesn't look like he could do harm; looks more wary of the plant than anything.]

I'm Mae. It's nice to meet you, Ken. Welcome to my blanket.

[oceantrauma]

[Ken has been thinking the same thing lately. Though his conversations are pretty reserved, at times.

And cause harm? Never. He's too gentle. For now.]

Thank you, Mae-san. I appreciate the invitation.

I had thought of coming here to the gardens before, but I didn't know it had a singing plant. Maybe it's just for entertainment? Though I'm unsure who would enjoy such a grotesque song.

[brobeforehos]

You'd be surprised. There are some pretty grotesque people in this City, too, I'm sure. Just like in any place - it's certainly become popular.

[She fishes through her bag and takes out her bag of apples, setting them in the middle between them.] Here, have one, if you want. I've had that thought today, too.

[oceantrauma]

[He frowns to that, remembering how he was warned when he first arrived to beware.] Fortunately, I haven't met any unsavory people since arriving.

[He looks at the apples carefully.] Thank you. I appreciate the offer. [He takes the smallest one.]

[brobeforehos]

Don't jinx yourself.

[She shrugs, smiling, and goes back to her sandwich...of which she only has one.] So, you're from Japan, right?

[oceantrauma]

[Another light smile, tension easing further.] Yes, I wouldn't want to do that.

And yes, I am. Where are you from?

[brobeforehos]

I'm from England, myself. I have to admit though, Japan seems like a place I'd want to visit.

Probably more than the City.

[oceantrauma]

[Again, a light smile.]

I think I would prefer to visit England over here, as well. Except I've met a lot of interesting people here I couldn't have met back home.

[brobeforehos]

That's true. People from other ages, worlds or planets - even with the singing plant, it's a fascinating place, right?

[oceantrauma]

That's true. The plant is pretty fascinating as well, even if untrustworthy.

[Is finally focused off of it, though.]

So what is your world like? I imagine there might be some differences between ours, but perhaps there are similarities, seeing as, thus far, countries seem to be the same.