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needshumility) wrote2011-05-24 12:25 am
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1.1.01.01.014: flowers are not to be picked, they are to be enjoyed by everyone.
[Eddie's on camera. He's grinning. This isn't meant to be public, but it isn't. He's on deck, so you can see the stars behind his head, and a greenhouse in one corner.]
Jane! Jane! JANE! [he's raised his voice. Oh no. The camera turns to some flowers - all the colours are overly bright, and quite obviously artificial, to anyone with normal sight. They're incredibly vivid, and might give you a headache if you look too long, but this doesn't seem to bother Eddie too much.]
We got a garden! [He pans across a small few beds of flowers, all in variants of vivid colours - even the leaves are a slightly unnatural green]
Brilliant. I could kiss someone.
[pause, and he realises this is public, so thinks he ought to say something.]
Um. Nobody pick our flowers. They're... there for public enjoyment.
Jane! Jane! JANE! [he's raised his voice. Oh no. The camera turns to some flowers - all the colours are overly bright, and quite obviously artificial, to anyone with normal sight. They're incredibly vivid, and might give you a headache if you look too long, but this doesn't seem to bother Eddie too much.]
We got a garden! [He pans across a small few beds of flowers, all in variants of vivid colours - even the leaves are a slightly unnatural green]
Brilliant. I could kiss someone.
[pause, and he realises this is public, so thinks he ought to say something.]
Um. Nobody pick our flowers. They're... there for public enjoyment.
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Alright. I will be here.
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[Still didn't see the real distinction here.]
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[The plant kept growing, blooming more fully and sprouted leaves. Leaves then added blooms and blooms had little tomatoes growing on them in an instant.]
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[Still not getting this 'god' thing.]
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You are odd for a mortal. Gods are beings which are not mortals. They were born from other gods in some way. We have things we are responsible for.
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[He nods a little, thinking he's understood it when he really hasn't.]
We've all got responsibilities, though. Are yours the plants?
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I am the Queen of the Underworld and the Goddess of the Spring, I spend my life in both places.
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[No, still not getting it.]
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Is that what they call your afterlife?
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I am here!