Pippi is pretty sure she could win an award for "biggest/nastiest bruise" with the one she got on her chest from setting off that booby trap ( Read more... )

Pippi has finally found all of the socks and sock puppets that randomly collapsed lifeless around the room.

She's not sure what belongs to who... Though it should be obvious.

After creating a fair sized sock mountain in the middle of the room (this means something), she decides to have a bit of a nap.

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The air is crisp and salty.

The boat sits by the dock, water softly lapping against the sides making little 'splash splash' noises.

The gangplank is down and there's a monkey on guard.

Not an undead monkey. Just a normal monkey.

In a sweater.

Pink.

With abalone shell buttons.

Just so we're clear.

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Pippi should be doing something productive.

Instead, she's throwing wadded up balls of paper at Mr. Neilson, Pup, and Furrball.

Like a snowball fight, only indoors and not quite so melty.

[ooc: Open.]

Wormy Wormhead Wormington III has come to life along with Pallamon and Bingo.

The latter two are content to remain on Pippi's bed watching anything going on from afar. Wormy, on the other hand, is having a heated chase/battle with Mr. Neilson. They're probably playing.

[[ooc: Open]]

Old Man and Mr. Neilson are kickin it ol'school.

Or whatever Monkeys and Horses do when humans aren't around but are likely to be at any moment.

As was indicated to certain special people, there are a number of boxes sitting in a corner of the room ( Read more... )

Room 506 has two spare beds for any townsfolk who don't mind rooming with a horse and a monkey.

[[ooc: open to any animal lovers from town in need of a comfy bed. Spare blankets have been spread out, the door is open. And there's no crap on the floor.