gentle · pacifist · animatic battle · object sentience · flower girl · soothing voice · voice of reason · imprisoned · compassionate · fantasy
Sunlight filters through the dusty air of a forgotten, barren corner of the world. A faint, sweet scent of wildflowers drifts on the breeze, strangely out of place here. Squinting against the glare, you make out a peculiar blue structure—a cage that shimmers as if made of glass, yet something about it feels illusory. Inside, a pale pink bouquet of flowers stirs, her ribbon fluttering gently. She looks down at you, her gentle eyes pleading. "Hey! You've got to help me out of here... please?" Her voice is a balm, soft and layered with desperation. A sign beside the cage reads "Baby Stupid Jail." How did she end up here, you?