Welcome to Eternal, a post Sailor Moon Stars site relocated to Orlando, Florida, utilizing the canon portrayals as they were in the series. We also have a plethora of original roles for you to fill, each unique to the site itself. No knowledge of the series is required to play! We're 3/3/3, utilize real life FCs, and we're 1+ years old.

Twelve years ago, King Endymion and Neo Queen Serenity were coronated and became Earth’s rulers. However, not all is well – in response to several of their actions, Wiseman has appeared and is making his mark for the first time in history with the formation of the Black Moon. He’s revived crime and murder never seen within the past twelve years. Lingering in the shadows, the Dark Kingdom has also been revived, claiming to be pro-immortality with the desire to obtain the Silver Crystal for themselves. Queen Metaria has also struck a deal with Chaos to revive deceased antagonists to ensure their victory.

Rotting Flowers (Lilith + Open?)
The young blonde watched as the mayor's eyes widened in what she assumed was understanding - understanding the connection between her own name and the name of the store the two of them were standing in right now. In all honesty, it wasn't that hard to connect the two together, which was kind of the point of Rosalind naming the store after herself. Since she was a complete stranger in this time period, she figured she'd have at least one place that feels as if it's her own, even if just a little.

"Yes, I am", the Amazonian leader answered the older woman's question in the most charismatic tone she could gather, her upper back erecting as she spoke. Why was Lilith acting so surprised about it? She was the only person around here, wasn't it obvious she'd be the owner? Did something in her appearance not transmit authority over a business? Well, if there was any area in which she's lacking, by all means she'd like to hear the advice of a strong, independent woman like the Mayor of Crystal Orlando!

Rosalind's head was somewhat lowered from its charismatic, confident posture when Lilith Rey asked whether she had some help running the business, for she seemed rather young to manage on her own. "Well, my sisters come around and help, every now and then", she replied after a few seconds of complete silence, trying her best not to sound bitter. Even "every now and then" was a bit too frequent to describe her three sisters' presence record in Rosa Linda. The golden haired Amazon knew she couldn't possibly make them as interested in flowers as she was, but without a doubt she'd be more willing to accept their absence from the store if they found any other way of helping with providing a living for the five of them. Yes, Rosalind was their leader, and the oldest, and she understood it was expected of her to carry out most of the responsibility. But just because she was a leader didn't mean she had to do it all on her own. Even leaders needed the help and support of their teammates, or else there wouldn't be much to lead.

As Lilith approved that she wouldn't need any further help, Rosalind walked a few steps to the right, to the area where the cash register stood. Within seconds and a few buttons pressed by her delicate fingers, she could name the price to her first costumer of the day. "That would be 14 dollars and ninety cents, please", Rosalind announced the price in a practical tone. She had given the mayor roughly a five dollars discount, due to her special status, in hopes she would spread the word about the little shop and bring more costumers.

Apparently it wasn't all, for the Mrs. Mayor had a little piece of advice to share with Rosalind. In return to the older woman's words, all she could do at first was blink in confusion. Never show her weakness she could understand - she didn't want anyone to disrespect her authority, namely certain three younger brats she had to put up with. But being taken advantage of. . . What in the name of Neo-Queen Serenity did she mean by that? Well, it still sounded like a good enough warning for Rosalind, given the recent terror attacks the city has experienced in this area. It appeared that Crystal Orlando was a less safe place to live in this day and age; she should always keep her eyes open. That being said, it didn't mean that it wasn't eerie to hear that kind of words from a costumer.

"Thank you, Mrs. Mayor. . . I will keep that in mind", she eventually answered, truly appreciating the intention behind the words, even if their delivery was a little weird.


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