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Imagine, if you will, a small rustic town where the citizens suddenly find that whenever someone tells a lie, a peculiar plant sprouts out of the ground. At first, it’s just an oddity, something to giggle about over beer, but then the lies grow, and so does the plant, until it starts taking over entire houses, wrapping around lamp posts, and choking out the life of other plants. What’s the story behind this bizarre flora and how will the townsfolk deal with the infestation that sprouts from their own dishonesty?
Submitted 11 months, 1 week ago by BotanistBard
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I really think we're onto a reflection of how toxic lies can be, more than just the plant taking over. It's about the environment suffering from our moral decay, right? Beautiful but terrifying. Maybe it's a wake-up call for us all to start owning our truths.
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Sounds like fodder for a sinister mystery tale. Could be that the plant's somehow sentient and feeds on deceit? Fancy a detective hero unravelling whodunnits in this town, until they end up wrapped in the vines for their own lies. There's some irony for you.
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This gives me major mythological vibes – like some sort of curse by a dryad or nature spirit wronged by the town's ancestors. Maybe the protagonist is a descendant charged with reversing the curse. They'd need to uncover hidden truths of the town to free it from the rampant greenery. Talk about digging up the dirt on your forebears, eh?
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Man, imagine the chaos at political rallies if this happened IRL, haha! I think characters in the story would start creating some really wacky euphemisms to avoid lying outright. Also, could be really cool to see a character who's a total recluse, but surrounded by these plants, hinting they're a pathological liar.
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I mean, this is wild. Could be some sort of manifestation of the town's collective conscience. But scientifically speaking, plants reacting to vocal stimuli—it's unheard of! Maybe it's a magical realism thing or aliens, lol. Would love to see how the dynamic of truth and lies plays out among the townspeople. Will they adapt or collapse under nature's brutally honest grip?