Gold Rush

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Thistle! (and onlookers)
WHERE: Thistle Barn/Flower field!
WHEN: 99 evening.

[howdy pardners are you all having a good chill time?? Avoiding shadow flowers and the like? good good.

But hey did you notice Several of them encircling thistle's barn? Did you just now notice?? WELL TOO LATE.

Suddenly each flower circling the barn twists and warps, shooting up into the sky like a golden beam--wait no, it actually is gold! The entirety of the Thistle barn has been trapped in golden cage, and their field rumbles as a massive golden skeleton claws its way from the ground. It is SO tired of Thistle, and it is time to bring its fight to them, as it raises a golden skeleton hand to try and swipe at the barn.

See this artistically rendered reference for scale:

Round 3, fight!!

[ooc: NOTE, the fight is for thistles only (and any thistle adjacent weeds they may invite/that happen to be around) but others are free to spectate from outside the cage! ]

Comments

[leonheartedly]

I - well, I guess it is?

[survivaltricks]

[nodnods!]

Let's give it a shot and see where it takes us, okay?

[leonheartedly]

. . . all right. Fingers crossed.

[survivaltricks]

[AND THEN LUPIN GETS A GOLDEN RAM DEMON MASK]

[he looks perplexed]

[leonheartedly]

[THAT TONE, MISTER]

. . . is that what's supposed to happen?

[survivaltricks]

. . . yes.

[it is what he expected to happen. . . if the whole thing worked]

I just. . . wasn't sure it'd actually work?

[leonheartedly]

. . .

You weren't sure.

[survivaltricks]

-- don't look at me like that!

[HE KNOWS. . . HE KNOWS]

[leonheartedly]

[HE'S LOOKING AT U LIKE THAT]

Lupin.

[survivaltricks]

It worked! That's the only thing that matters, right?

[leonheartedly]

[just

looks at him

boy the countdown to tossing you in the pool has begun]

[survivaltricks]

And we have a powerful tool in our arsenal for the next time we face down a demon. Right?

[STOP PLEASE BELIEVE HI]

[leonheartedly]

Right, of course. I think it matters a lot.

[and he means that, too]

But that isn't the only thing that matters.

[survivaltricks]

[scooping up the golden mask and turning on his heel]

I'm going to put this away in our barn--

[leonheartedly]

[leonheartedly]

[grabs his arm, tugs him back around and closer so that he can heft him up on his shoulder.

Then starts towards Thistle]

Here, let me help.

[survivaltricks]

[strangled yell?]

Tyr--?!

[leonheartedly]

Hmm?

[like this is 1000% normal]