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</div>Alias: Gaia<br/><b>Primary Nicknames</b>: Druid - Gaia<br/><b>Age: </b>36<br/><b>Time:</b>June 2022 - After Esteban left for Zodiac<br/><b>Location: </b>Georgetown LA - NE of Sacramento - LA - Georgetown<br/><b>Mood Music: <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fopen.spotify.com%2Ftrack%2F1hwJKpe0BPUsq6UUrwBWTw%3Fsi%3Db70b9a07c4954482&amp;hash=d396470b139446d4f9953bebbfc28de5" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/1hwJKpe0BPUsq6UUrwBWTw?si=b70b9a07c4954482" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Boulevard of broken dreams</a><br/>
Wearing: Explained in Post<br/>
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Indirect: Esteban (<a class="username" data-user-id="6169" data-username="Purplefairydust" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6169/">Purplefairydust</a> )</b><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><b><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(209, 72, 65)">AUTUMN</span></span></span></b><br/><br/>Sarah closed her eyes and bit down hard trying to ignore the pain. Tears swelling in her eyes she went to her happy place in her mind. She felt she was close and came back to reality when she felt another contraction. She bit down again and pushed. She could feel it coming, she was close. She let out a final guttural scream and pushed with all of her remaining strength. When the egg dropped out of her vagina it landed on the ground with a wet thud. She could feel it's screams of pain and pushed herself up to look. Another failure. She cursed the low quality of seed in this town. She let herself fall down on the bed and closed her eyes to regain some strength.<br/><br/><br/>7 hours later she woke up and raised herself from the moss bed she had made in her little palace. The old facility had been easily converted in her own palace. She walks over to one of the windows and admired how nature had reclaimed this... stain upon the planet. It was hers and no one could stop her.<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/abandoned-palace-castle-overgrown-with-vegetation-ivy-vines-empty-atrium-halls-no-one-around-b-jpg.139837/" title="abandoned-palace-castle-overgrown-with-vegetation-ivy-vines-empty-atrium-halls-no-one-around-b...jpg">
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</div><br/>She is about to leave her room and looks solemnly at the dead plant on the ground. Her child that should have been. She walks down the stairs and yells for her aids. "Go clean up the mess in my room" she commands the enthralled young naked man standing in front of her. She makes her way into a side room, which used to be a cantina.<br/>There she lays Lisa Miranda Kingsley, her sister cocooned in a bed of plants. She walks over to the sleeping body. Her sister will make a great addition and host. Once she manages to proceed with her plan, Lisa will understand and be along her side.<br/><br/>"Lisa, it was yet another failure my dear. You will not yet feel the grace of being one with nature" she speaks softly her finger tracing the cheek of her unconcious sister.<br/><br/>Sarah had taken up residence in the old facility where her new life had begun. Soon after when townsfolk came sniffing about she had enthralled Georgetown in a matter of hours. Her pheromones quickly enthralling all the men in town. The women soon after followed. A few had put up a fight but not for long. Some had submitted willingly while other had been dealt with swiftly. The poison from her plants making quick work of them. She went to the lobby of the facility and sat on her plant throne made of leaves, thorns, branches and moss. She had tried 4 times now and it took a toll on her. The four men that had donated their sperm had been culled and united with nature. They had been tested and failed. The 4 men had been young and fine specimens, yet for some reason their seed hadn't held up to the standards. She would have to keep trying but for now she rested.<br/><br/>The town was under her controll. Some people she had ordered to go around their business as usual. Their stage performance just to mask anything suspicious going on from the outside. The police officers, she had kept awake also. They served to keep new people out of the town. 80% of the town was now coccooned and comatose asleep in their homes. Their carbon dioxide feeding the plants. She would perhaps awake some when she had use for them. Yet every single one of them was under her full control and she liked it. A small army of 247 slaves willing to die or do anything for her. Yet the thing she needed the most.... to enhance her sister Lisa, was not working yet. She would recupperate and look through the male specimen's and try again she supposed.<br/><br/>Sarah decides to stretch her legs and walks through the town. FLowers sprouting behind her, as she makes her way, naked through the overgrown streets. Nature had retaken parts of the town. The parts not immediately visible from new visitors. She bent down and carressed some daisies, growing at the side of the road. Then as if going in trance she was transported to somewhere else. She saw glimpses and pieces. Some dreary daisies, being brought back to life by some... power. She senses the power. The power to be one with nature. This was it! This was what she needed for her plan. THis person with abilities matching her own. She knew where to go.<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Sarah got of the deer she had ridden to the edge of Los Angeles. She thanked the female doe and told her to get home as she walked through Topanga State Park at the edge of Los Angeles. She walked towards the big city, a stain on this beautifull planet. All that steel, metal and concrete... nothing natural left. She would be glad to be gone from this place, yet what she searched was here in this cancer blot.<br/><br/>When she comes across a women hiking, that is, at first glance, her size she immediately enthralls the victim. Walking up to her she places a poisonous passionate kiss on her lips. Before her tongue can taste hers, the woman collapses to the ground. Not much later, Sarah is making her way into town, dressed in some casual hiking gear. Not really knowing where she is heading. Until she spots a quaint little flower shop. Stepping into the shop she can immediately sense the magic that has been used. She browse the plants a bit, waiting for other customers to file out. Not wanting to draw to much attention to herself. When passes by some daisies, she reaches out to them and feel it. Feels ... something. Then she notices the other signs. She sees beautiful flowers, that shouldn't be blooming this time of year. It's quite peculiar. When she sees the last customer leave, she smilingly makes her way to the counter.<br/><br/>Reaching the counter, she is greeted by a lovely elderly couple. Sarah smiles broadly at them, letting her pheromones fill the shop. She engages in small talk right up until she sees the effect take hold upon the owners. As soon as she sees their free will fade, her smile only widens.<br/>"Lock the door sweetie, we don't want to be disturbed" she coos to the woman.<br/>After hearing the truth spilling from their mouth she decides it best to meet this... Esteban. He might actually be the key she is looking for. Little over thirty minutes later, Sarah alongside her new enthralled guest is heading home. A text message sent by Esteban's mother to his cellphone.<br/>"Esteban, it's mom. Shop's closed. We are heading to Georgetown, CA with a new friend.<br/>Meet us there.<br/>xoxo mom"<br/><br/>Walking off back towards Topanga Park, the shop is suddenly overgrown by moss and plants. Vines sprouting from the ground encasing the shop. Where she walked over the concrete, cracks appear as flowers and weeds sprout from the ground. Sarah feels happy, this Esteban will be the key. 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