> > > > slave boss works on flower torture > > > > > > > > he and torturer are at flower garden > > > > > > > > slave boss: "so, with the new "flower" theme, i thought you might want > > > > to see my pansy garden" > > > > > > > > torturer looks at pansy garden > > > > > > > > torturer: "you've been planting the pansies we care to throw in the > > > > dirt?" > > > > > > > > slave boss looks at torturer > > > > > > > > slave boss: "yep!" > > > > > > > > [puns tragic] > > > > > > in the garden, a pansy can be seen growing > > > > > > pansy [in garden]: "oh! i have such a big heart! things just matter so > > > much! i can't bear to see anyone come to harm!" > > > > > > torturer looks at the pansy aghast > > > > > > slave boss: "see? they care one way, we care another. everybody cares!" > > > > > > slave boss waters the pansy > > > > torturer goes in the garden and plants himself to get watered > > > > torturer: "pansy, tell me about growing" > > > > slave boss waters the torturer, a little confused. > > > > torturer [recieving water]: "i am but a pansy, deep down inside! it > > just rips me to shreds to consider it!" > > > > torturer gestures expressively, but because he is temporarily a plant, > > the gestures break his greenery and parts of him fall to the ground, > > broken from the unhandleable pain of realizing his pansy heart > > > > torturer: "there on the ground lies my pansy heart. too distant, too > > fractured from flashbacks and violence ..." > > real pansy: "oh, you poor torturer! i care so much about you!" > > the pansy drops seeds and old flower parts by torturer's soil to help > fertilize him. > the pansy lets the wind blow droplets of water from them onto torturer > > pansy: "please, take some of me to be nourished and healed!" > > pansy: "we all give everything we have for those in need! the sky > provides unending bounty to heal the most deep of any scars!" > > slave boss waters the pansy and torturer to help them heal
and lo, though torturer be shattered and murder'd from unending reality-fracturing pain his roots doth soak the water up and the water doth carry fertile kelated ions to nourish him and new greenery in torturer did grow
