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Tragedy always seems to bring the family closer together.
No one had ever promised Single Mom a rose garden. She was made of pretty sturdy stuffing. But after she got dumped on the patio and then lost the kids, seeing their little empty beds under the moonlight always made her lose it...One night as she was crying she heard the voice of a Lady: "Do not cry, my child.. |
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"....where your tears have fallen a rose bush will grow." Ever since, she had kept up her devotions, retiring to her Lady of the Rose Grotto whenever things got stressed out. 
After reciting a litany of devotions, Single Mom got down to brass lamps. She had to pull out all the lamps for this, even the lava lamps from the 1960s. Yes, that was their name, her head was clearing now. "Please, Lady, get Gayres to give me the dough for my demo tape so I can kickstart my stalled singing career!!!" The Lady looked on impassively. |
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Hey, whatchya looking at, Wise Guy? You think I'm a dope 'cuz I'm praying to some dumb plaster statue and putting out a coupla lava lamps? Well, I didn't ask to be put down on the patio without ANY KNOWLEDGE of proper use of wall tool or how to keep furniture out of the way. It's my first game, see. And if you don't think those two little rosebushes by the playground aren't my two little children well let me tell you something, FRAZENRAC!!! 
Single Mom often steps through the proscenium arch, especially after a few stiff ones...Note the primitive Siminalist use of a backwards fall as a trope for a kneel before the User was influenced by move_objects on in combination of the "replant" function recast as a kneel. |
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