[center][size=7][font=Century Gothic][b]The Petal Project[b][/font][/size][/center]
[center][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1s8nRL2bPCU][img]https://live.staticflickr.com/8298/7808166890_2fa0ba2959_b.jpg[/img][/url][/center]
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[center][size=4][font=Century Gothic]The air outside is calm and warm, its filled with the sounds of buzzing bees and chirping birds. The wind carries the sweet smell of roses through through the bright new growth sprouting from young trees. Its spring and a beautiful spring at that, although not everyone thinks the same about the budding flowers...
Deep under the ground is where we reside, in a lab made of cold metal that wreaks of disinfectant and blood. The passing seasons mean nothing to us and those who claim to watch over us. They say that they are doing something good, something that will help us in the long run but our blooming skin says otherwise. Anyone can grow flowers but no one should be forced to use their own flesh as soil. We will wait patiently until these plants wilt, wait until we become as powerful as our namesakes, wait until this lab is no more. But until then...
[i]Where flowers bloom so does hope[/i][/font][/size][/center]
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[center][size=4][font=Century Gothic]Your character is a kid who was forced to join the 'Petal Project,' how the ended up joining is up to you. Volunteered without full context, given up by some bad parent, captured off of the street, you name it. They are all given a type of flower and a new name along with a number ID.
Enjoy your stay cuz there's no way out!
[b]v Rules v[/b][/font][/size][/center]
[LIST]
[*] All FR rules apply
[*] Keep gore on the down low
[*] Three characters per person
[*] See me, CloudiiRaffe, or Luminousheart for any comments, questions, concerns, or to get a character accepted
[*] Try not to duplicate flowers
[*] Hate the character not the player
[*] HAVE FUN OR I'LL KILL YOU
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[center][size=4][font=Century Gothic][b]v Character form + Helpful links v[/b][/font][/size][/center]
[code] (DELETE EVERYTHING IN PARENTHESIS)
[b]Name:[/b] (Greek god)
[b]Number ID:[/b] (to sort cells)
[b]Age:[/b] (10ish-13ish rangeish)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Flower:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Backstory:[/b]
[b]Personality:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b]
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[url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Greek_mythological_figures]Greek gods[/url] | [url=https://www.almanac.com/content/flower-meanings-language-flowers]Flowers and their meanings[/url]
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[center][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077#post_2899077]OOC[/url][/center]
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[center][size=4][font=Century Gothic][b]v Character List v[/b][/font][/size][/center]
[columns][b]Subjects[/b]
[LIST=1]
[*] [url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077#post_44355755]Chronos -Tumbleweeds[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/1#post_44355755]Tartarus - Tumbleweeds
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/1#post_44355789]Hypnos - CloudiiRaffe[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/1#post_44355914]Selene - CloudiiRaffe[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/1#post_44355953]Helios - CloudiiRaffe[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/1#post_44355845]Apollo - Luminousheart[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/3#post_44356592]Hades - Sprinklez1234[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/4#post_44356624]Hestia - Tweeter101[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/7#post_44357313]Thanatos - AEUGH[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/6#post_44357000]Erebus - abyssals[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/6#post_44357000]Hyperion - abyssals[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/25#post_44367452]Hemera - SaarKazul[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/39#post_44373765]Hermes - DraconianVibes[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/88#post_44388102]Zeus - MidnightSun[/url]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/99#post_44399080] Harpocrates - Scales25[/url]
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[b]Scientists[/b]
[LIST=1]
[*][url=https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/rp/2899077/21#post_44366721]Elias - Sprinklez1234[/url]
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[center][size=4][font=Century Gothic][b]v Poem Zone v[/b][/font][/size][/center]
[center]
[i]There is a language, little known,
Lovers claim it as their own.
Its symbols smile upon the land,
Wrought by nature’s wondrous hand;
And in their silent beauty speak,
Of life and joy, to those who seek
For Love Divine and sunny hours
In the language of the flowers.[/i][/center]
[center][i]Flowers in the wind
The sun will burn the flowers
Then we will be free[/i][/center]
The air outside is calm and warm, its filled with the sounds of buzzing bees and chirping birds. The wind carries the sweet smell of roses through through the bright new growth sprouting from young trees. Its spring and a beautiful spring at that, although not everyone thinks the same about the budding flowers...
Deep under the ground is where we reside, in a lab made of cold metal that wreaks of disinfectant and blood. The passing seasons mean nothing to us and those who claim to watch over us. They say that they are doing something good, something that will help us in the long run but our blooming skin says otherwise. Anyone can grow flowers but no one should be forced to use their own flesh as soil. We will wait patiently until these plants wilt, wait until we become as powerful as our namesakes, wait until this lab is no more. But until then...
Where flowers bloom so does hope
Your character is a kid who was forced to join the 'Petal Project,' how the ended up joining is up to you. Volunteered without full context, given up by some bad parent, captured off of the street, you name it. They are all given a type of flower and a new name along with a number ID.
Enjoy your stay cuz there's no way out!
v Rules v
All FR rules apply
Keep gore on the down low
Three characters per person
See me, CloudiiRaffe, or Luminousheart for any comments, questions, concerns, or to get a character accepted
There is a language, little known,
Lovers claim it as their own.
Its symbols smile upon the land,
Wrought by nature’s wondrous hand;
And in their silent beauty speak,
Of life and joy, to those who seek
For Love Divine and sunny hours
In the language of the flowers.
Flowers in the wind
The sun will burn the flowers
Then we will be free
A teenage boy sat in his holding cell, his grey eyes closed as he hummed to himself, a small red Camilla popped up on his arm and he grimaced, but then went back to humming. He remembered when he was sent out onto the streets, how terrible it was, but he would take being in the streets over this, Apollo opened his eyes and looked around the metal cell, there was no warmth, no kindness...it made him feel broken inside.
A teenage boy sat in his holding cell, his grey eyes closed as he hummed to himself, a small red Camilla popped up on his arm and he grimaced, but then went back to humming. He remembered when he was sent out onto the streets, how terrible it was, but he would take being in the streets over this, Apollo opened his eyes and looked around the metal cell, there was no warmth, no kindness...it made him feel broken inside.
Selene heard humming, she smiled and went to the wall of her cell, "Can you.. sing? You sound nice." she asked
Apollo stood up, ”a little.”He admitted, happy to hear another voice besides his own.
Chronos held his knees tight to his chest as he rocked back and forth in the corner of his cell. He clutched his golden glasses in one hand while he rested his head on his knees. He heard others talking from distant cells but he couldn't understand how they sounded so calm.
The boys cell was covered in bright yellow and orange petals from when he pulled the flowers from his skin. He hated this place so much...
Tartarus was laying on the floor of his cell looking up at the one bright light in the center of the ceiling. In the cell besides his he heard humming, maybe he should join in?
Chronos held his knees tight to his chest as he rocked back and forth in the corner of his cell. He clutched his golden glasses in one hand while he rested his head on his knees. He heard others talking from distant cells but he couldn't understand how they sounded so calm.
The boys cell was covered in bright yellow and orange petals from when he pulled the flowers from his skin. He hated this place so much...
Tartarus was laying on the floor of his cell looking up at the one bright light in the center of the ceiling. In the cell besides his he heard humming, maybe he should join in?
So she wasn't going crazy.. alright.. "I play accordion, it's really fun."