wilt: (burn in despair!)
ᴀ̶s̶ʀ̶ɪ̶ᴇ̶ʟ̶ FLOWEY the FLOWER! ([personal profile] wilt) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival 2017-12-01 10:51 am (UTC)

[ Flowey's tendrils are underneath the ground, so of course, when one clips up on the other side of the closed door, it taps something in a vicious pace. A password, perhaps? But it's too difficult for morse code.

Flowey gives a single tap back. The door magically swings open as Flowey's vine turns the lock and knob and disappears again beneath the floor. ]


Welcome. Be at ease.

[ He's so totally enjoying this. ]

If you're going to take a bed... take that one. [ He gestures to Reira's. He thinks Foster's bed is probably full of dry blood. Also, there is no one else in here? ]

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