[fugitive]

username ;; Glomp
name ;; Penelope
gender ;; Female
explanation ;; The roses, they ask, they cry.. Where did she get such roses?
Penelope's roses are of a special type, many who see them are filled with wonder and jealousy, asking and pleading her to tell them where she got them, but she just smiles. She had found the roses when she was kit, a beautiful garden full of them. Feeling the same feeling that now fills those around her, she dared to take them, fleeing with the enchanting roses, not knowing who own such flowers...

It was unpleasant, finding out what sort of person did own the enchanted roses, for soon she found something was off, soon she found herself... cursed. She could no longer detach herself from the roses she dearly loved, and pain they began to cause her, for those who saw the roses where filled with the desire to own them, and hatred for her who kept them away from them. She is consumed by the roses' deadly poison, their perfume that takes over the mind and kept it's attention on them.

Often now she travels, moving from place to place. Her obsession with the roses has made her like a ghost, as she wonders she is placed out, she notices not the others.. unless they approach her, and even then, she simply smiles and leaves.

[bluebearr]

username ;;
Fakerytale
name ;;
Royce
[Another form of the name "Rose."]
gender ;;
Male
explanation ;;
pink rose; admiration, sympathy, grace, joy, sweetness, gentleness
blue rose; the unattainable, the impossible
wip c:
art ;;
wip c:

[punpun.]

Res <3

[ruse]

username affinity
name alex/andra
gender androgynous
explanation ok so it's super silly, i know, but when they were like eleven they got into origami? and roses, those were their favorite things to shape and fold and they loved them so much; they had their room dedicated to the things, like it was taped and glued on the walls and ceilings and hid in the corners and their bed was lined with them. and eventually? they wanted to make a bouquet for their family too, because they felt like they was stingy hoarding the roses. somehow tho they got it stuck on their tail shine -they were always clumsy tbh- and they couldn't get them unstuck??? so they were like 'karma finally got me omf' and then they decided to just keep them as like a symbolic way of sticking the middle finger y'know? but they eventually caved in and decided that it could be cute, a fashion choice maybe to decorate their back and their hair in them. so that's p much it haha; an accident gone right
art might do some? depends if i can remember haha

[armads]

mark to watch. those heart eyes are to die forrrr

[apprentice_]

ａｕｒｏｒａ
“ＲＯＲＹ”
❀ Female ❀ Rainichi ❀

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hide. in the secret spot, the forgotten crawl space. hide. with the stuffed rabbit and its lifeless button eyes. hide. for hours on end, hide, lose yourself in your mind, forget the time. hear their footsteps, silence your voice. quiet, or they’ll hear you. quiet, or they’ll wake you. hide. ｄｒｅａｍ.

[ Rory lived in an old house filled with secrets and forgotten wonders. she loved exploring, finding the hidden spaces in the house. she’d play for hours, unaware that her grandparents were worried sick, unknowing of where she was. her mind was more active than her body, and she’d dream a million scenarios in her solitude. ]

desert rose, accented by pale blue. pretty. pleasing to the eyes. but no smile. in the field of flowers, it didn’t matter. gentle breezes. sweet scents, and a sense of belonging. elsewhere was too much. elsewhere the people were threatening. here the people had stems and petals and big happy grins. the flowers were kind. they greeted her, and she greeted them. they told her that her colors were pretty. she told them their petals were looking especially perky today.

[ behind the house was a field, full of flowers. Rory would sneak out, run far away, into the massive field. she’d lay down and dream for hours. there, she felt welcomed; in the real world, she felt strange and out of place. shy perhaps, but she wasn’t as sure. she would speak to the flowers and the butterflies and bees. ]

up. she was going up. dusty walls and cobwebs. a special place she found, better than the rest. rays of sunlight. twigs in the shape of a bowl- a nest. a large room, the main entrance lost long ago. a chest too, inside the hidden room. old dresses and bows, photographs and roses. dress up. you are the queen. no- better yet, you are a peasant in ｌｏｖｅ.

[ Rory found a passage to an old shut off attic. it housed an old trunk, with victorian dresses and discolored photographs of an old family. more importantly though, it held old roses, made of soft fabric that might tear if she pulled at them. she would dress up and delve deeper into her dream realm. she didn’t like playing positions of power, where everything was given to her. she enjoyed thrills and mystery and romance. ]

rain had made it muddy. the flowers didn’t mind. neither did she. the flowers complimented the fabric roses. she blushed. the others- why they were supportive, they thought it was cute. but the flowers thought she was gorgeous- roses or not. she matched the field now though. you are a ｆｌｏｗｅｒ ｐｒｉｎｃｅｓｓ. dance and be ｆｒｅｅ. make a mess, sing, ｄｒｅａｍ.

ʏᴏᴜ are ʏᴏᴜ and that's the ʙᴇsᴛ you could hope to be.

[ she took a particular liking to the roses. with them, she felt one with the flowers. actual people thought it was a cute little kid thing- she didn’t particularly mind but the roses meant more to her than that. most kalons thought she was pretty, kind, shy, but they always wondered why she didn’t smile much. she felt restricted by society’s “norms”, but in her mind and with her flower friends (and let’s not forget her toy bunny), she felt she could be free. the roses- why they were pretty and decorative, but more importantly, she fit in just right with the field when she wore them. years later, and many wonder if she’s ever taken them off. ]

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[Nines]

username ;; TheArcaneKitsune
name ;; Arabelle
gender ;; Female
explanation ;;
"I'll come for you when the roses bloom"
a girl with a crown of roses fake
did find herself sinking into endless gloom
when she wept on her lover's grave

and as her tears fell
bidding her love a final farewell
the roses on his grave grew
and grew and grew into

her crown and back
and the shine on her tail did crack
eternal roses to remind
that their fates were once entwined

[suds]

gift art for the winner :0c !!

[apprentice_]

good luck everyone!!
there are some really nice forms here and lots of creativity!

[merraki]

yup, good luck guys! I agree with Rain - there are so many talented writers/artists in this comp! <3

(oh, and suds, that art is golden) c: