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@pridefulplantera.bsky.social
Mother of @stoic-in-silence.bsky.social and wife of @toastytyrant.bsky.social ! !
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@pridefulplantera.bsky.social
· Feb 28
a painting of a field of colorful flowers and greenery
ALT: a painting of a field of colorful flowers and greenery
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(temp pinned for a Codename Kids Next Door Parent OC.)
(Scribbled by Shiloh / G.)
#KNDRP // #KIDSNEXTDOORRP // #CARTOONRP
(Scribbled by Shiloh / G.)
#KNDRP // #KIDSNEXTDOORRP // #CARTOONRP
[She lets out an offended grunt, hair returning to normal.]
Why, I shed my first body right before your eyes, don't you remember? [She pokes the side of his temple with a finger, before looking him right in the eyes.]
You're the one who made this ring to bring this beastly and sexy form to ++
Why, I shed my first body right before your eyes, don't you remember? [She pokes the side of his temple with a finger, before looking him right in the eyes.]
You're the one who made this ring to bring this beastly and sexy form to ++
[ He is… stunned. His piercing amber gaze looks her up and down. Twice. ]
You’re telling me you can achieve something beyond this?
How could you possibly know? You’ve never transformed.
[ Gobsmacked might be the right word. Also: definitely turned on. ]
You’re telling me you can achieve something beyond this?
How could you possibly know? You’ve never transformed.
[ Gobsmacked might be the right word. Also: definitely turned on. ]
[She looks to her husband, hair rearing up, but she looks-- not angry. In fact, she looks rather pleased with herself. She lets out a little devilish snicker.]
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
April 3, 2025 at 2:44 AM
[She lets out an offended grunt, hair returning to normal.]
Why, I shed my first body right before your eyes, don't you remember? [She pokes the side of his temple with a finger, before looking him right in the eyes.]
You're the one who made this ring to bring this beastly and sexy form to ++
Why, I shed my first body right before your eyes, don't you remember? [She pokes the side of his temple with a finger, before looking him right in the eyes.]
You're the one who made this ring to bring this beastly and sexy form to ++
[She looks to her husband, hair rearing up, but she looks-- not angry. In fact, she looks rather pleased with herself. She lets out a little devilish snicker.]
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
back to work until her words click. ]
… What do you mean, you need more energy?
You’re already more powerful than I ever could have hope— I mean… imagined.
… What do you mean, you need more energy?
You’re already more powerful than I ever could have hope— I mean… imagined.
March 26, 2025 at 2:57 AM
[She looks to her husband, hair rearing up, but she looks-- not angry. In fact, she looks rather pleased with herself. She lets out a little devilish snicker.]
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
You think THIS is my final form? Pah. A foolish underestimation of me, Benjamin. I can get even stronger~
[Working in her greenhouse again.]
Ahh, once you are perfect, the kids next door will not stand a chance, my precious petunias....
[A wicked cackle escapes, reverberating through the area like a maddened witch's laugh, and what a perfect way to describe this new being... a madness-stricken witch.]
Ahh, once you are perfect, the kids next door will not stand a chance, my precious petunias....
[A wicked cackle escapes, reverberating through the area like a maddened witch's laugh, and what a perfect way to describe this new being... a madness-stricken witch.]
March 23, 2025 at 2:32 AM
[Working in her greenhouse again.]
Ahh, once you are perfect, the kids next door will not stand a chance, my precious petunias....
[A wicked cackle escapes, reverberating through the area like a maddened witch's laugh, and what a perfect way to describe this new being... a madness-stricken witch.]
Ahh, once you are perfect, the kids next door will not stand a chance, my precious petunias....
[A wicked cackle escapes, reverberating through the area like a maddened witch's laugh, and what a perfect way to describe this new being... a madness-stricken witch.]
. . . Then, I apologize for assuming. [It sounds genuine...kinda. Knowing what the ring has done to her, it must be hard for this Gloriosa to be genuine these days.]
And they WILL be afraid of us. All I need is a little bit more energy.
[What the fuck does she mean by that.]
And they WILL be afraid of us. All I need is a little bit more energy.
[What the fuck does she mean by that.]
I’m not angry over your reaction! It’s your assumption, and the fact that you voiced that assumption in front of them!
I don’t need you to be afraid of me. I need them to be afraid of US.
I don’t need you to be afraid of me. I need them to be afraid of US.
March 22, 2025 at 3:10 AM
. . . Then, I apologize for assuming. [It sounds genuine...kinda. Knowing what the ring has done to her, it must be hard for this Gloriosa to be genuine these days.]
And they WILL be afraid of us. All I need is a little bit more energy.
[What the fuck does she mean by that.]
And they WILL be afraid of us. All I need is a little bit more energy.
[What the fuck does she mean by that.]
[She turns as the fire wall erupts upward.]
Let me be clear, I'm sorry for accusing you, but I'm NOT sorry for going mental about it. Also, let me make something else very clear.
[She towers over him, and utters a phrase.]
I am NOT afraid of you.
Let me be clear, I'm sorry for accusing you, but I'm NOT sorry for going mental about it. Also, let me make something else very clear.
[She towers over him, and utters a phrase.]
I am NOT afraid of you.
his intention to stop her in her tracks. ]
I don’t appreciate being accused of things.
I don’t appreciate being accused of things.
March 22, 2025 at 2:35 AM
[She turns as the fire wall erupts upward.]
Let me be clear, I'm sorry for accusing you, but I'm NOT sorry for going mental about it. Also, let me make something else very clear.
[She towers over him, and utters a phrase.]
I am NOT afraid of you.
Let me be clear, I'm sorry for accusing you, but I'm NOT sorry for going mental about it. Also, let me make something else very clear.
[She towers over him, and utters a phrase.]
I am NOT afraid of you.
[She stares at it, hair going down, and vines retracting.]
. . . I'm not sorry. The book shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[She grunts, before running down the stairs to make sure everything was in tact.]
. . . I'm not sorry. The book shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[She grunts, before running down the stairs to make sure everything was in tact.]
You mean THAT ONE?
[ Jerking his head in the direction of it, since he can’t use his arms. ]
Dearest, it’s right there. Will you calm down? Whoever took it clearly recognized the danger they were in.
[ Jerking his head in the direction of it, since he can’t use his arms. ]
Dearest, it’s right there. Will you calm down? Whoever took it clearly recognized the danger they were in.
THE COOKBOOK, BEN. WHERE IS MY FAMILY'S COOKBOOK.
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
March 21, 2025 at 3:59 AM
[She stares at it, hair going down, and vines retracting.]
. . . I'm not sorry. The book shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[She grunts, before running down the stairs to make sure everything was in tact.]
. . . I'm not sorry. The book shouldn't have been taken in the first place.
[She grunts, before running down the stairs to make sure everything was in tact.]
THE COOKBOOK, BEN. WHERE IS MY FAMILY'S COOKBOOK.
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
[ Just barely resisting the instinct to singe those vines. He can’t exacerbate the situation, so he “lets” himself be caught and dragged. ]
You have to tell me what you’re talking about!
You have to tell me what you’re talking about!
[Door is busted open by vines, the plants in this study shudder, and he's grabbed by the planty tendrils.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
March 21, 2025 at 3:48 AM
THE COOKBOOK, BEN. WHERE IS MY FAMILY'S COOKBOOK.
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
[She'd hiss, dragging him to the hallway. You see it near a busted window, so... there is an out to this situation.]
[Door is busted open by vines, the plants in this study shudder, and he's grabbed by the planty tendrils.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
[ He didn’t do anything wrong, but the sound of her footsteps running up those stairs is enough to strike the fear of god into anyone.
Hell, and there isn’t enough room for him under the desk. Stupid kids. ]
Hell, and there isn’t enough room for him under the desk. Stupid kids. ]
[LIFTING THE REFRIGERATOR TO FIND WHAT SHE'S LOOKING FOR. DOES NOT FIND IT. SLAMS IT DOWN.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
March 21, 2025 at 3:33 AM
[Door is busted open by vines, the plants in this study shudder, and he's grabbed by the planty tendrils.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
BEN. WHERE IS IT!?
[Beginning to drag.]
[LIFTING THE REFRIGERATOR TO FIND WHAT SHE'S LOOKING FOR. DOES NOT FIND IT. SLAMS IT DOWN.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
[ God, the foundation is shaking.
… Locks the door. Like that will do anything at all. ]
Mother’s having a moment. We’ll stay out of her way, children.
… Locks the door. Like that will do anything at all. ]
Mother’s having a moment. We’ll stay out of her way, children.
[Pterodactyl-esque screech.]
March 21, 2025 at 3:24 AM
[LIFTING THE REFRIGERATOR TO FIND WHAT SHE'S LOOKING FOR. DOES NOT FIND IT. SLAMS IT DOWN.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
....OH.
[She realizes Ben might know where it is. Or worse yet, HE took it. SHE GOES INTO A FULL SPRINT UP THE STAIRS.]
[Pterodactyl-esque screech.]
[ Discussing Evil Matters with the children, pausing mid-sentence as they listen to screaming and the kitchen being torn apart.
… Very quietly shutting the door to his office. They’ll be in here… NOT hiding from their wife/mother. Definitely not hiding. ]
… Very quietly shutting the door to his office. They’ll be in here… NOT hiding from their wife/mother. Definitely not hiding. ]
March 21, 2025 at 3:13 AM
[Pterodactyl-esque screech.]
[Tearing the kitchen apart in a rage.]
WHERE IS IT!?
[She howls angrily, vines lashing and splitting in rage.]
WHERE IS IT!?
[She howls angrily, vines lashing and splitting in rage.]
March 21, 2025 at 2:31 AM
[Tearing the kitchen apart in a rage.]
WHERE IS IT!?
[She howls angrily, vines lashing and splitting in rage.]
WHERE IS IT!?
[She howls angrily, vines lashing and splitting in rage.]
[Sigh. She supposes that IS important. But, maybe herd them all into a giant cannon and shoot them into space with no protective gear next time.]
[ In hindsight, yes, she has a point. But it was less about tastiness and more about destroying beastly brats.
And doing so ✨dramatically✨ ]
And doing so ✨dramatically✨ ]
[Ben, use your brain. Kids are disgusting, why would you use them as baking ingredients?]
March 19, 2025 at 3:50 AM
[Sigh. She supposes that IS important. But, maybe herd them all into a giant cannon and shoot them into space with no protective gear next time.]
[Ben, use your brain. Kids are disgusting, why would you use them as baking ingredients?]
[ Why is murder wrong?
He’s combined it with his second favorite thing: baking!
Remember when he was going to use children as the ingredients to his children’s cake? ]
He’s combined it with his second favorite thing: baking!
Remember when he was going to use children as the ingredients to his children’s cake? ]
March 19, 2025 at 3:45 AM
[Ben, use your brain. Kids are disgusting, why would you use them as baking ingredients?]
[Feeding her plants water, new fertilizer, and a bunch of raw cuts of meat. Oh man. . . she's really going deep with this child eating plant thing.]
March 19, 2025 at 3:36 AM
[Feeding her plants water, new fertilizer, and a bunch of raw cuts of meat. Oh man. . . she's really going deep with this child eating plant thing.]
[. . . Sighs, as she reaches into the refrigerator behind several containers, deeeeep in there, and pulls out the most beautiful looking layer cake. Chocolate, strawberries... cuts him a slice, and hands the plate to him. The look on her face says "you owe me".]
[ He’s not relying on anything! He merely gets the sense he’s being deceived in some way.
Honestly, who and what could ever compare to her baking? Truly.
… That being said—will she indulge him? ]
Honestly, who and what could ever compare to her baking? Truly.
… That being said—will she indulge him? ]
[As if he needs to rely on outsider's sweets when he has the world's BEST baker as his wife. Scoff. Offended.]
March 19, 2025 at 2:39 AM
[. . . Sighs, as she reaches into the refrigerator behind several containers, deeeeep in there, and pulls out the most beautiful looking layer cake. Chocolate, strawberries... cuts him a slice, and hands the plate to him. The look on her face says "you owe me".]
Ha! As if her amateurish and scuffed baking would be as good as mine! Nyohohoho!
March 19, 2025 at 2:36 AM
Ha! As if her amateurish and scuffed baking would be as good as mine! Nyohohoho!
[As if he needs to rely on outsider's sweets when he has the world's BEST baker as his wife. Scoff. Offended.]
[ 💭 Why do I get the feeling someone is hiding something sugary and delicious from me… in my own house? ]
March 19, 2025 at 2:30 AM
[As if he needs to rely on outsider's sweets when he has the world's BEST baker as his wife. Scoff. Offended.]
[Once they're on, she practicing walking in them, and oooooh.. they feel PERFECT for what she's acquired them for. She walks into the foyer, posing like the dramatic bitch she is.]
Hello, dear. Notice anything different~?
Hello, dear. Notice anything different~?
[ 👀 Well? Come show him. ]
[Oh, the new boots she bought came in the mail. . .! She's excitedly running to the door to grab the package from the deliveryman and slamming the door in his face before running off to try them on~]
March 18, 2025 at 2:48 AM
[Once they're on, she practicing walking in them, and oooooh.. they feel PERFECT for what she's acquired them for. She walks into the foyer, posing like the dramatic bitch she is.]
Hello, dear. Notice anything different~?
Hello, dear. Notice anything different~?
[Oh, the new boots she bought came in the mail. . .! She's excitedly running to the door to grab the package from the deliveryman and slamming the door in his face before running off to try them on~]
March 17, 2025 at 10:40 PM
[Oh, the new boots she bought came in the mail. . .! She's excitedly running to the door to grab the package from the deliveryman and slamming the door in his face before running off to try them on~]
. . . I smell fresh blood from our loathesome neighbors. Hmm.
March 16, 2025 at 1:07 AM
. . . I smell fresh blood from our loathesome neighbors. Hmm.
[Filing her claws. Bored, ugh.]
March 14, 2025 at 8:44 PM
[Filing her claws. Bored, ugh.]
[Singing for her plants to make them grow, twirling vines gently around her finger as they slowly bloom.]
March 14, 2025 at 12:13 AM
[Singing for her plants to make them grow, twirling vines gently around her finger as they slowly bloom.]
[Plotting her evil scheme in more detail, a plate of her famous cookies in her lap. . . brain food.]
March 13, 2025 at 7:45 PM
[Plotting her evil scheme in more detail, a plate of her famous cookies in her lap. . . brain food.]
[A color rises to her cheeks at the insinuation that he's /proud/ of her.]
You may have failed before, but every dog has it's day, as they say. This little seedling of an idea shall bloom quick and harshly, destroying all in its wake~!
[She grins, before planting a kiss on his forehead.]
You may have failed before, but every dog has it's day, as they say. This little seedling of an idea shall bloom quick and harshly, destroying all in its wake~!
[She grins, before planting a kiss on his forehead.]
forward, effectively minimizing the distance between them. ]
This makes me 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙.
This makes me 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙙.
March 13, 2025 at 4:40 PM
[A color rises to her cheeks at the insinuation that he's /proud/ of her.]
You may have failed before, but every dog has it's day, as they say. This little seedling of an idea shall bloom quick and harshly, destroying all in its wake~!
[She grins, before planting a kiss on his forehead.]
You may have failed before, but every dog has it's day, as they say. This little seedling of an idea shall bloom quick and harshly, destroying all in its wake~!
[She grins, before planting a kiss on his forehead.]
[A wicked smile spreads across her face, and she looks down at her claws, as if to be coy.]
Well, your meddlesome stepsister is one such battery, my dears~! If we can hook her up to a core, her agony and anger will produce nigh infinite energy! Your Mother has something most devious ++
Well, your meddlesome stepsister is one such battery, my dears~! If we can hook her up to a core, her agony and anger will produce nigh infinite energy! Your Mother has something most devious ++
[ Color them intrigued… ]
That would be absolutely stupendous, Mother! Then we wouldn’t need to rely on batteries or plugs! Father is always complaining of the cost.
But can such a thing exist? We’ve tried to build one, but it’s never worked.
That would be absolutely stupendous, Mother! Then we wouldn’t need to rely on batteries or plugs! Father is always complaining of the cost.
But can such a thing exist? We’ve tried to build one, but it’s never worked.
. . . How would you like a machine that NEVER powers down because of a core with an INFINITE source of electricity~?
[She asks, almost as if this was a hypothetical question...but there's a twinge of something that implies it's absolutely not hypothetical.]
[She asks, almost as if this was a hypothetical question...but there's a twinge of something that implies it's absolutely not hypothetical.]
March 13, 2025 at 3:43 AM
[A wicked smile spreads across her face, and she looks down at her claws, as if to be coy.]
Well, your meddlesome stepsister is one such battery, my dears~! If we can hook her up to a core, her agony and anger will produce nigh infinite energy! Your Mother has something most devious ++
Well, your meddlesome stepsister is one such battery, my dears~! If we can hook her up to a core, her agony and anger will produce nigh infinite energy! Your Mother has something most devious ++