A fire still burns (Herd, Ghost)

[OPEN] A fire still burns (Herd, Ghost)

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Helovian Ancient

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10-10-2014, 04:36 PM (This post was last modified: 10-10-2014, 04:37 PM by Random Event.)

A southern wind picks up abruptly. It is cold and fierce, and even dark. It brings forth a feeling of unease and anxiety bordering on panic. Something is wrong. Something is wrong.

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A frog falls from the sky and lands on Elsa's wings. It seems to be alive, since it hops away from her, its green legs bounding awkwardly as it struggled a bit with her mane at first. It croaks as it goes, giving a complaint, or maybe a warning.

Another frog falls, this time on Oxy's head, and is gored by his horn, yet it continues to croak.
Another comes not long after, splattering into green soup on the ground. That one too, still croaks.

In a matter of seconds there are hundreds of frogs raining down upon everyone. Some survive, but the rest, well their bodies pop like little meaty grenades as their pour from the heavens. The sky is so obscured by their brethren that up can no longer be seen. All the while they croak, and croak, and croak, and croak, AND CROAK. The sound becomes deafening amid its army of legs and slime.

Run away and you will find the frogs are concentrated just on that one spot. Just as suddenly as the downpour started, so too does it stop. Yet the croaking and the green smear of their demise remains.

The wind dies down and that uneasy feeling seems to fade, other than the memory of what just occurred.

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