{"id":7807,"date":"2026-02-08T07:42:53","date_gmt":"2026-02-08T12:42:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/?p=7807"},"modified":"2026-02-08T07:42:53","modified_gmt":"2026-02-08T12:42:53","slug":"yazmyns-electrifying-flowering","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/samueljvinton.com\/wordpress\/yazmyns-electrifying-flowering\/","title":{"rendered":"Yazmyn&#8217;s Electrifying Flowering"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Yazmyn and Wilma were still engaged in their fight with Spangly. It was taxing, to put it lightly. No matter how many eyes the two got rid of, their opponent spawned more. With all the lasers that were being shot at them, they couldn\u2019t keep up. They took cover behind a wall. \u201cWith those things floating,\u201d muttered Yazmyn, \u201cwe can\u2019t stay here long.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re right,\u201d replied Wilma, \u201cbut we can\u2019t afford to lose ground. \u2026Why would he want to join with Emperor Entropy anyways? His people aren\u2019t on friendly terms with him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWe can always ask,\u201d remarked Yazmyn. She then called around the wall. \u201cHEY! EYE-BOY! WILMA SAID YOU GUYS AREN\u2019T FRIENDS WITH EMPEROR ENTROPY! WHY JOIN HIM?!\u201d Her response\u2026was a barrage of lasers. \u201cNot talking,\u201d she muttered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNo, but those eyes tightened like normal eyes do when one is annoyed,\u201d remarked Wilma. \u201cI think we\u2019re onto something.\u201d This time, it was Wilma\u2019s turn to call out. \u201cSPANGLY, WAS IT? IS YOUR SERVICE TO EMPEROR ENTROPY AND HIS LACKIES VOLUNTARY?\u201d More lasers greeted this. \u201cMore annoyed eyes, he\u2019s enslaved.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSo he\u2019s being forced to be a bad apple,\u201d said Yazmyn. \u201cHEY, SPANGLY, TONE DOWN THE LASER SHOW AND WE CAN TALK THIS OUT! WE CAN GET YOU BACK AMONG YOUR RACE!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cMY RACE IS DEAD, YOU GUN-TOTING HARLOT!\u201d replied Spangly. \u201cTHEY WERE EXTERMINATED LIKE PESTS! ONLY I SURVIVED!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWHO DID IT?\u201d asked Wilma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWHO DO YOU THINK?! US PLACKTURANS WERE THE VANGUARD AGAINST EMPEROR ENTROPY AND HE KNEW IT! YOU COSMIC ROSES WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ULTIMATE WEAPON AGAINST HIM AND YOU FAILED! MY RACE IS DEAD WITH THE UNIVERSE NOW IN EMPEROR ENTROPY\u2019S GRASP!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNOT WHILE WE\u2019RE ALIVE!\u201d called Yazmyn. \u201cAND YOUR PEOPLE WILL BE AVENGED IF WE WORK TOGETHER!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cI\u2019LL BELIEVE THAT WHEN I SEE IT! SPEAKING OF WHICH!\u201d A dozen eyes floated in front of the two ladies. \u201cI BELIEVE THE HUMAN TERM IS\u2026PEEKABOO!\u201d The eyes fired, but the ladies rolled out of the way and Yazmyn fired.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGenocide!\u201d shuddered Yazmyn. \u201cHe\u2019s the survivor of genocide!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd forced into servitude,\u201d remarked Wilma. \u201c\u2026The Plackturans WERE the vanguard against him, you know. We Cosmic Roses were all Empresses at the time and we were told to avenge a race. \u2026Evidently, it was the Plackturans. That would explain how Emperor Entropy overpowered Angelan defenses.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGrief overpowered him,\u201d muttered Yazmyn. \u201cHe sees no other option. \u2026I\u2019m gonna do something stupid, Wilma.\u201d Yazmyn broke cover and rushed towards Spangly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCOME BACK HERE!\u201d called Wilma. Spangly saw Yazmyn coming and fired on her, but Yazmyn dodged, then tackled him into a hug.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026You DO know it\u2019s gonna take more than a sympathy hug to stop me!\u201d snarled Spangly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWho said that\u2019s all this is?\u201d asked Yazmyn. \u201cAll eyes are on us, yeah?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYour point being\u2026wait, where\u2019s the White Rose?!\u201d Wilma had vanished. Yazmyn then leapt off and Wilma appeared again, decking Spangly in the face, destroying the eyes. Spangly cleared his vision and summoned more eyes to replace the ones he lost!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhat good was that?!\u201d asked Wilma.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThinning the numbers to something more manageable,\u201d replied Yazmyn. She then felt a tingling sensation\u2026and noticed a yellow glow. \u201cHuh?\u201d She pulled her Transformation Seed out of her pocket and realized it was making that glow!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYazmyn, focus on that feeling you felt when you first touched it,\u201d called Wilma, \u201cthen say \u2018Yellow Lady Rose of Lightning, I desire to bloom!\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cNOT HAPPENING!\u201d All of Spangly\u2019s eyes surrounded Yazmyn. Yazmyn shut her eyes tight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cYellow Lady Rose of Lightning, I desire to bloom!\u201d she called. The eyes fired, but the Transformation Seed enveloped Yazmyn and became a rosebud. The smoke cleared away to reveal that the rosebud was intact. It then opened into a yellow rose with Yazmyn jumping out of it and summoning her guns. She wore the same outfit as Ruby and Bethany, only it was yellow instead of blue or red. Wilma and Spangly goggled in surprise, then Yazmyn checked herself out before her hands went to her hair and discovered the yellow rose in it. \u201c\u2026Oh\u2026YEAH!\u201d she cheered as she twirled her guns. \u201cRound two, Spangly! Let\u2019s go!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019ll be the last round!\u201d swore Spangly as his eyes targeted her. Yazmyn rushed out of the way at a much faster speed!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cWhoo!\u201d she cheered. \u201cSuper speed!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cEnhanced, actually,\u201d corrected Wilma. \u201cYou\u2019re not at the physical speed of Supers-man. You also have enhanced strength, enhanced durability, flight, and the teammate telepathy that I\u2019m using.\u201d At that, Yazmyn realized that Wilma wasn\u2019t speaking!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026You just told me I\u2019m not Superman, yet you said I have his basic powers,\u201d remarked Yazmyn through the telepathic abilities. \u201cI mean, minus this whole thing. \u2026Hang on. \u2026Wilma, I got an idea!\u201d The two continued fighting as they workshopped the plan. Wilma then flew up into the air and fired a blinding light from her lantern while Yazmyn closed her eyes. Spangly didn\u2019t close all his eyes in time and yelped in pain of being blinded like that. Then Yazmyn fired at Spangly\u2019s shoulders. Spangly collapsed to the ground, clutching his shoulders in pain. \u201c\u2026Well, my idea worked,\u201d remarked Yazmyn. \u201cBut now I just feel sorry for doing that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cGrgh! Do you\u2026know how painful that is for a Plackturian?!\u201d strained Spangly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cSpangly, there\u2019s a different kind of pain that needs to be addressed,\u201d said Yazmyn. \u201cYou\u2019ve been through all manner of pain. \u2026I\u2019m not sure that my mother dying in childbirth and my father leaving me on my grandparents\u2019 doorstep can ever compare to your pain, but\u2026it exists.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAnd if you DO, for some reason, dismiss Yaz\u2019s pain,\u201d said Wilma, \u201cwell, Belinda, Grace, and I lost our people and planet too. \u2026But we can help you. You don\u2019t need to suffer alone, is the point we\u2019re trying to make. Unlike Lord Typhoon, you and your friends HAVEN\u2019T sacrificed your souls. What do you say? Join us in our fight against Emperor Entropy?\u201d Spangly looked up at the two Cosmic Roses.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026No,\u201d he sighed in defeat. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Wilma Lux and Yazmyn Jacobson, the respective Roses of Light and Lightning, but\u2026no. \u2026It\u2019s too late for that. FAR too late. \u2026Farewell. And if you DO defeat Lord Typhoon, maybe I can convince Connor and Wreker to abandon Emperor Entropy.\u201d Spangly vanished in light.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026A teleporter,\u201d mused Wilma. \u201cHe had a teleporter on him.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201c\u2026We\u2019d better give him the opportunity to change his friends\u2019 minds,\u201d said Yazmyn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cAgreed\u2026and he correctly called you the Rose of Lightning!\u201d Wilma beamed with pride. Yazmyn allowed herself a cocky smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cThis Cosmic Rose thing is awesome so far!\u201d she said. She opened her Comms Compact and looked in the mirror. \u201cOoh! Looking fine!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>\u201cCome on,\u201d said Wilma, \u201clet\u2019s see if Ruby and Bethany are as fine looking as you!\u201d The two then headed off.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yazmyn and Wilma were still engaged in their fight with Spangly. It was taxing, to put it lightly. No matter how many eyes the two got rid of, their opponent spawned more. With all the lasers that were being shot at them, they couldn\u2019t keep up. 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