( MINGLE - WEEK 5 )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: ?? The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors. The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel. And speaking of the motel, it seems like the Kitchen, Dining Hall and Disposal room are still under constructions. Meals will be served in the Pool/Outdoor Dining Area in the meantime. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 5! If you're interested in having your character commit a murder this week, be sure to send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. Without any murders we can't have a murdergame, so go forth and let the bodies hit the floor! As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions! ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[empireofrats]

Okay! [She has to raise her voice just a bit to get it over the sound of the yelling frogs. Why are they yelling? Why can the frogs yell and it's okay, but none of them can yell without it being seen as Hysteria(TM).]

Be careful! They are really icky! [She doesn't have the best motor skills being ten, but she tries to balance the net until there's a frog or two, and then she tries to rush to the door to toss them out.

The sound of her own light squeals of disgust mingle with the frog's screams.]

[thawedheart]

[This is. So gross.

Some of the goo gets on her clothing, but that's fine; her kimono is made of thick material. Likewise, some of it gets on her skin - or would, if her arms and cheeks weren't bandaged. Her hair is the real casualty here.

...even if they get outside, where will they go? Maybe they'll just hop their way back into the lake. She hopes, anyway.

Regardless, she'll keep at it.]

You can say that aga- [And a bit of slime nearly gets in her mouth. She avoids it, but it's a close thing, and she makes a face as she hurls a frog outside with her meager strength.]

[lohengrins]

They were overnight residents, it seems. [ his voice is uncharacteristically soft, likely because emily is in his presence. despite his frustration, he seems to have no intention of hurting the frogs himself. huh.

anyhow, percival is agile enough to grasp at a few others, promptly tossing them into the pool net. ] Try to keep your mouth closed when they're within a close range. [ the slime has stained the majority of this shirt at this point, but well...laundry day can be rescheduled. ]

I wonder where they came from. The only aquatic ecosystem present in this town would be the lake... [ he holds one firmly in his grasp, and it screams at him as their gazes lock. percival tilts his head. ] But how?

[empireofrats]

[For a moment, Emily gets distracted at the doorway watching the frogs yell horrendously and hop around just outside. They don't... look like frogs she's ever seen before, but by now, she's not surprised.

Then she returns to Percy and Yukina with the net again, hoisting it out when she isn't trying to help round up frogs.] There's no bowl this time.

The bowl--on the counter. The ones that had the fingers in it. Or the teeth.

But the frogs are here.

[thawedheart]

[It's probably better that Emily thinks that - Yukina would rather not have her have to see the eyes in the bowl. So she won't correct her.

One of the frogs wriggles around in her grasp, straining to jump right at her face - but she's lucky enough to keep her hold on it. Coinflips are being kind to her. For now.]

It can't be the pool... though I wonder if this- [She nods at the gross slime.] ...would have something to do with why it turns to sludge each week. Still, I feel like we'd have had some indication of that sooner, if it were...

So what brought them here from the lake?

[lohengrins]

...There is a bowl. It has a pair of eyes this time. Brown

[ he sounds relatively unfazed as he continues to tirelessly gather frogs. one leaps into his hair. he irritably sighs, not bothering to actually do anything about it. ]

Frogs only migrate during the winter. I don't think they came here by choice... [ he places a few of their screamers into the net. ] Someone here must have a grating sense of humor.

[empireofrats]

Oh...

[Teeth, fingers, and brown eyes? Okay...] Why would someone put frogs here? What do we do with the frogs? They're always yelling.

[Reaching up with the net, Emily sets it gentle down on top of the frog on top of Percy's head. Squishes it a bit. But... it's trapped at least.]

[thawedheart]

...maybe they're trying to keep us distracted...?

[Or maybe they're just being punished for Andersen's shounen speech. She doesn't know. What she does know is that the screaming is starting to give her a headache, and she can't even rub at her head, because her hands are occupied with frogs and all slimed up.]

I don't... know. It doesn't make any sense.