01 | FLOWER POWERRRRR.

[dreamchasing]

Who: Cheria and all of vatheon ~
When: 05/14/2012, Afternoon
Where: Somewhere among all the ~*~flowers~*~
Style: Starting in Action Brackets, will follow whateeeever you do. ♥
Status: OPEN. Like an open thing.

[ The first thing Cheria thought upon seeing all of the flowers was how much Sophie would love them. So now, here she was; knelt down among a patch of flowers, picking them and making them into little bouquets. She had paused only long enough to run to one of the shops and grab some ribbon and a pair of scissors before returning and continuing her work.

The idea was to make little bouquets and pass them around to all of the people she knew and cared about in this place. After all that had happened in the past month, Cheria felt that perhaps everyone could use a little bit of extra cheer, and what better way to do such a thing than with flowers? Plus, they'd look nice on the kitchen table.

Would anybody like to join her in making bouquets? There's always more room! ♥ She'll even share her ribbon and scissors to make them look extra nice! ]

Comments

[vulgarwoman]

[And she waves back!]

Hey there! You've taken on quite a task, I've gotta say!

[dreamchasing]

[ And now here's an awkward laugh to accompany the awkward wave from earlier! Cheria sits back a little, nodding in response to Bulma. ]

I just saw the flowers and thought my friends would like some bouquets. It's a nice thought, don't you think?

[vulgarwoman]

Of course it is. [Kids are adorable when they're optimistic and not blowing things up.]

[...Hmmm she may as well join in, too. Not like she has anything else to do for the moment.]

Y'mind if I join you?

[dreamchasing]

[ Cheria shakes her head and gestures to a spot beside her. ]

Not at all, please do! There are plenty of materials to go around!

[ ... really. Lots of flowers, and more than enough ribbon to tie the bouquets together with. ]

[vulgarwoman]

[So many, gosh the amount of flowers is overwhelming. Although somehow Bulma doesn't mind it so much as she settles in that spot and begins picking flowers.

Weird.]

The name's Bulma, by the way, what's your name?

[dreamchasing]

Cheria. It's nice to meet you, Bulma!

[ And she continues to make her bouquets, though she puts the ribbon and scissors a little more in-between her and Bulma. ]

[vulgarwoman]

You know, Cheria, you're really sweet!

[All right so when she's happy she starts running at the mouth, so sue her. She's trying to decide what sort of flowers Bulla would like!]

It's too bad that we're all here now, it's interrupted all of our lives, don't you think?

[dreamchasing]

In a way, yes ... but this place wouldn't have called us here unless it needed us, right? There must be some reason for it.

[ And she does like to help people ... even if the person was a magical coral who was pulling people from everywhere ever into it's little bubble. ]

[vulgarwoman]

I guess when you put it that way...those creepy scientists must need us for something important. Maybe it's for a good cause!

[Wow where did all this optimism come from.]

[dreamchasing]

Creepy scientists? Is that what brought us here? I was always told that the coral did it.

[ Well now you've got her curious, Bulma. What is the truth behind how they all arrived here?

Optimism is good, though. Regardless of what the truth really is, let's all keep optimistic. ]

[vulgarwoman]

That's what I was told when I got here.

[Albeit it was by an alien monkeyman that turned out to be her future not!husband, but still.]

[dreamchasing]

So then are we being experimented on?

[ She swears she will go into mommy bear mode if they are! >:O! ]

[vulgarwoman]

Apparently, so I've been told. The curses are the experiments, I guess.

[Lalala--just making a flower crown to give to her daughter later.]

[dreamchasing]

Augh! Un-believeable!

[ It looks like the news is frustrating poor Cheria! But despite that small moment of tsuntsuntsun, the flowers are still in her hands, and they're still working their magic. She calms down after that moment, taking a deep breath. She still seems mildly upset, but at least she's calmer and not at risk of explosions. ]

I wonder if they have any regard at all for all of the unfortunate people brought to this place ...