[PRP] Garden Gathering (Sephos Punkie)

[Micillia]

 

[Micillia]

Punkie had plans. Plans that stretched far and wide. Most of them had to do with her plans for a safe, mirthful place of capricious worship of the Messiahs. Tho she did have one plan for something a little less religious, and for that she needed Sephos. The two had been fairly wrapped up in their lives, and Punkie had missed the greenblood's company. Him living way off in the middle of no where was a bit of a disadvantage. Nonetheless, she had a plot and a plan, and she wanted Sephos if this plan was going to come to fruition.

The juggalo sat on a bench in the garden that she had Sephos had planted with their own two hands. It was mostly filled with punkins and other gourd growing plants, but there were some unique flowers and some ornamental trees. Some ones that Sephos and herself had brought into being themselves. Before this pair had joined up there was no such thing as a yellow flowering willow. The juggalo sat in the garden, admiring the plants and progress while she waited for her friend.

DraconicFeline

First teen punkie RP!

 

[DraconicFeline]

Micillia

Sephos blinked at the moonlight, scowling at it (though that could have just been his normal face). It was bright out here, unfiltered by the canopy of the woods. After spending so much time in the woods, he was not used to so much sky.

He would normally be in his hive or in the forest therabouts, but a letter had finally arrived from Punkie and it involved plants. He figured he should see her at some point, talk about plants. Or something. Was she a friend - did she evoke that feeling of comfort and rightness that meant friend? No one made him feel like what Rastin did, but he thought he might feel something similar for her.

He'd sent a letter back, and she'd replied, and they'd set a time to meet. He remembered where her garden was - how could he forget, after the hours toiling in it to plant their new varietals, or that memorable punkin harvest where she'd preached her juggalo things at him as he loaded her wagon with a rainbow of colors. He still wasn't sure what she'd been trying to do. Had she been talking to him or the punkins? He wasn't sure. Either way, they'd had pie after, and he'd taken great joy in seeing the punkins they'd planted grow to fruition. That had been good. He might have even smiled.

"Looks like it's going good." he said as he entered the garden, stopping by the flowering willow and noting it's thriving vitality with approval.  

[Micillia]

"Its ******** fantastic that's for damn sure!" Punkie shouted, smiling big as she saw the greenblood make his slow, steady way over. Sephos was a good guy, a rock, so to say. She could barely fly off the handle when he was around, which wasn't too bad of a thing. He had defiantly defused situations where she would have gone off into a whirlwind on whichever poor troll decided to get in her way. "So how do you ******** feel about spreading the goddamned good that is gardening? Get some ******** other greenthumb shits in here. With a ******** of other goddamned garden inspired clods we could really make this shithole of a world ******** BEAUTIFUL!" Punkie stood with her hands spread out, a far off look in her eyes. It would be beautiful, it would. It would be a paradise.

"Ive made a ******** of effort on this s**t, and managed to round up some ******** green-thumbed trolls meself. I figured with your goddamned interest in ******** gardening and all that s**t, that you would have run across at least a few clodcunts who fit that ******** bill." Punkie nodded to herself, pulling out an official looking documents. "So how about we ******** round up those ******** and make our self a CLUB!" Punkie waited for Sephos's reaction. She had added a lot of flowery words in there, she hoped it didn't dilute her message. She figured she should restate it, just in case. "Lets make a gardening club!" There, Punkie had even been a bit of a s**t sinner and left out the holy words she could have easily found home for. She babied Sephos so much.

DraconicFeline

 

[DraconicFeline]

Micillia

"... Hi." he said belatedly, greeting her properly as he buffered and processed all the... stuff... she was saying. He was used to it with her - she always said a lot, got super excited, and it could be a little frustrating sometimes when she decided to make everything more intense and complicated than it really needed to be. Still it was... fun? To be around her? When she was like that? Was that the right word?

So what was she saying? Something about gardening and green thumbs and other people and a whole lot of those Juggalo 'holy word' things that she used. He squinted at the official documents, trying to puzzle out the words. He thought he might understand - did she want to... garden with other trolls? He was about to ask her about it, when she clarified for him.

"Oh!" he said, understanding dawning. Gardening was a thing he did. Gardening was, indeed, a thing others did too.

"So, uh, this is a bunch of trolls. That you're, uh, pulling into a group. To plant stuff." he asked, plucking his words out of his mind like berries from a bush, his brow wrinkled as he pieced things together into sense. "Working together?"

Was that what she meant?  

[Micillia]

Punkie gave Sephos a winning smile. "You've got it my ******** friend!" Punkie grabbed the tall greenblood around the shoulders, which she could not exactly reach, so it was more like she grabbed him by the waist, and directed him to fantasy land, which was up in the clouds of course, "Just ******** imagine it Sephos!" Punkie started, waving a hand as if pulling back the veil of reality to show a peek of the future she envisioned. "Lowbloods, Highbloods, s**t-tastic-bloods and in-between, all working ******** to make this rocky b***h, Alternia, a more beautiful and goddamned inspiring place!" The juggalo's eyes gleamed with stars of the future, and she turned to Sephos, hoping to see the stars in his eyes as well.

DraconicFeline

 

[DraconicFeline]

Micillia

Sephos looked up, following Punkie's gaze, but of course there was nothing there but clouds and stars. That was not where the garden was, or would be, but...

For Punkie, he imagined.

He inhaled, a gasp. "I can see it." he said, eyes distant, face maybe serene. It was hard to tell, given his eternal resting bitchface, but the contours were softened, the mouth slightly opened, teeth jutting slightly more than usual. It was not stars in his eyes, perhaps, but maybe it was flowers.

The world needed plants. It needed flowers and beauty, and it needed to be managed and tended so that things did not wilt or falter.

The whole world is a garden, my little sprout. It is tended, it is grown, it blossoms. Everything works together, and together they thrive.

"Lets do it." he murmured, taken and overwhelmed. He did not often have to imagine things in this way. "Gonna make it beautiful."

Maku would be proud, right?

"Uh..." he looked down and back at Punkie, giving his imagination a break. He felt like he should say something more? "God...damnit?" He added awkwardly, trying a shaky smile.  

[Micillia]

Punkie gasped when Sephos said it, said that he could see it. Tears almost came to her eyes in her joy. Instead she wrapped her arms around the large greenblood and hugged him hard. "Goddamit Sephos!" The The juggalo exclaimed. "I knew ya'd see it! I ******** knew it!" The juggalo was beside herself, and giggled as she let go of the greenblood. Still giggling, she grabbed Sephos's hand in hers, and held them up to her chest. "Were gonna make this into one ******** amazing club! A place all and any ol troll can come and pursue their ******** bloodpumper's dream!" The juggalo let go of the boy''s hands, a grin of pure joy on her face. She jumped up and down a little, letting the excitement play itself out. "Watch out ya ******** world! WE ARE GONNA ******** DO THIS!"

She felt on top of the world, excited as ever. Turning back to Sephos, she could not help but hug him again. "Thank you Sephos,"
She said a little quieter in his ear before letting go again. "Im gonna go get ******** started on the paperwork!" Punkie said as she clapped her hands and then turned to get right to business. She waved to Sephos as she left, positively giddy to be starting a club with her most treasured friend.

DraconicFeline

 

[DraconicFeline]

The hug nearly knocked him over - Punkie was a forceful person - but Sephos was sturdy enough to weather it and, awkwardly, hug her back.

"Yeah." Beautiful flowers, to cover the world...

When she was quiet, Sephos found himself suddenly very aware that she was quiet, and that was unusual. That she was thanking him, and that was special. He could only nod cumberously, his horns feeling suddenly heavy, his spirit suddenly besieged with feeling and understanding he couldn't quite comprehend.

"... See you around." he said, waving, a few beats too late. If he understood the paperwork involved, he would be grateful. If he understood the magnitude of what he'd just agreed to do, he might have felt afraid.

In the moment, though, as he lingered in the garden, he was merely... full of many feelings. And it was good.