Game 2 - Rose

[crittersheep]

[A rose shaped crystal rises from the ground. You instinctively know to touch it for Death's Eye to receive your answer.

You are bound to your flock by a thin thread, making it impossible to separate, but you may still answer individually.]

Comments

[pleasantmisery]

It's just...so sweet! And nice!

[finalbows]

Please do not call me nice in front of the Death, even if She is currently being puppeted around by a snake like a chariot. I have an image.

[catposting]

You can be pretty nice. And cute.

[finalbows]

I am a destroyer of worlds.

[catposting]

Stuck in a pasture governed by talking sheep.

[finalbows]

_{[ ignoring you both until the death demands more trauma ]}