avoca-do

[soulsurvivore]

WHO: weeds
WHERE: weed clubhouse
WHEN: day 84

[ our bad behavior was rewarded with avocados. ]

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[soulsurvivore]

[ Near the avocados, this new (?) Weed beams proudly, lounging on her coiled up darkness. ]

You're welcome.

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

[Something drops down from the tree. He is the size of an avocado and is also staring up at her, sup.]

Thank you! You have freed me from my avocado slumber.

[soulsurvivore]

[ okay well.

she knows he is full of shit but is also willing to play along because that's funny. ]

I am a benevolent mistress.

[readytosqueeze]

[ an avocado. thaaaaaaanks... ]

Nice 'cados.

[ picks one up. scrutinizes it ]

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

[The ‘avocado’ stares back.]

[soulsurvivore]

Be careful, there are insects about.

[jerkalope]

[ maybe sulking a little ]

Hmph, if it truly was Clover ans Thistle the second round would have gone off without a hitch. Who invited a Lily into that cycle?

[soulsurvivore]

You're simply sore that you were not able to break him.

[misdeerection]

Well well well. A fruit of our own. How special.

[soulsurvivore]

This is a rare occasion. And it's all thanks to us. Excellent work, Jazz.

[cochrhiben]

[Poking at the avocados! He's never seen these growing wild.]

[morelikefakespeareamirite]

[Leans out from between the leaves]

Careful! You'll bruise them!

[cochrhiben]

Uwah!

[He falls back in surprise!]

An avocado fairy!

[hotnbothered]

[ Yanks an avocado off a tree and glares at it. She is practically radiating an aura of prickliness.

Grumbled, mostly to herself: ]

I suppose if we've lost one of the few advantages of being Weeds, it had to be evened out somehow.

[soulsurvivore]

And what advantages might those be?

[hotnbothered]

[ Stiffens a little, obviously uncomfortable. ]

That we weren't supposed to be harmed in these rituals.

[Your Name, farewell]

[debug_mode]

[in this thread, Your Name has entered the clubhouse! She has a red, belled collar! She's here to say good bye!

Hi, everyone... some of you know, some of you don't, but this happened to me yesterday.

[She pokes at her collar, her red collar with the bell.]

This... happens, once in a while. At any rate, I'm thankful for my time here with you all. For my time as a weed. But, the fact of the matter was I just couldn't do it anymore.

...I have a few gifts. Flare, I have some makeup I thought you'd appreciate. Edgelord, I have a bottle of apple-beer to leave with you. Otherwise, I'll just be taking my things and leaving. You won't see me here again. At least, living day to day.

And hey, congratulations on finally getting a tree. It's something I always dreamed Weeds would have. I'm proud of you all.

...Oh, Shade from Clover will be helping me. He really just wanted to see the inside of the clubhouse. He's just here as an extra pair of arms, so don't worry.

[feel free to react or don't, Shade will tag eventually, too]

Re: [Your Name, farewell]

[jerkalope]

Hah, that's what Shade's good for~

[debug_mode]

Are you very close, Warden?

[hotnbothered]

[ Stares at her in silence for a few very long moments, like she's struggling to even process this. It's been a long day. ]



Wh—

And you're fine with this?!

[debug_mode]

...Yes.

I'm tired.

Re: [Your Name, farewell]

[stirtheblood]

[hm mixed feelings]

...Just couldn't do what anymore?

[debug_mode]

Pretend to be something I'm not for the sake of being a spiteful little shit for no reason.

[stirtheblood]

[What the hell is an avocado]

Where'd this come from...?

[hotnbothered]

[ Tugs on his coat from behind. ]

Come with me.