User blog comment:Dragon´s Blade/World Coexistence Alliance/@comment-24965182-20140826200731/@comment-24376783-20140826213334

Amy blushes slightly and accepts the rose. "Th-thank you." She sniffs it. Her head is suddenly filled with strange thoughts. Her blush worsens and she looks at the Gloria. "A-are you sure that this is a black rose? I feel kind of funny."

(Oh god. Black roses don't have red stems from what I've seen in pictures and diagrams. You get to choose what the flower does to Amy from here and I'll roleplay it out.)