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RE: Floral Frivolity! (Canis) - Previous Game Master Moonlit - Apr 18 2018

Perhaps, it seemed to take a lifetime, or perhaps, it was two cycles well-spent. No matter how the fortunate... or maybe unfortunate bonded saw their situation, it was over now. Wrath faded into silence. pride into emptiness. Happiness left a lingering warmth, but it, too, was gone. The small pearls that the flowers left behind grew dull, and colourless iike beads of solid milk.

The lonely flowers that had called, in despair, to gembounds that might carry them to company, had withered. the scent that lingered so close, was rotten. To those who'd stumbled on a lone flower but never seen it crumble; those lonely, unfortunate souls might return one day to find their flower, withered and its pearl, lifeless.

The event has now ended! Thank you all for participating!

This marks the end of all characters' bonds IC, but feel free to continue any threads made or set before now! All who participated may post in the Update Me thread to claim their Floral Frivolity Achievement!

If you've reunited the cores and are waiting for a response, please use the Request GM button to let us know!

@Carni would have been bonded to @Aeroth !
@Astaroth would have been bonded to @Horton !
@Poppy would have been bonded to @Sizzle !

@Asimona @Yuma @Oliver



RE: Floral Frivolity! (Canis) - Oliver - Apr 18 2018

Oliver sat silent for a time, listening, brow furrowed.

He wanted to help-... He really did. But the voice hadn't answered him. Grief-stricken, he watched as his little gem went lifeless.

"Wh--no, no, nonono--I'm sorry--please don't die--" But the gem went still, and he whined, desperately trying to lift the thing in his clawed hand-like forelimbs.

It didn't stir any longer; its warmth was gone, the voice having left his head empty of its echo.

Sadly, the hybrid sat whimpering, prodding at the gem; eventually he lifted it and carried it with him, quietly leaving the cave.
{Table code credit to Madison, altered a bit!}



//exit Oliver