[Crack Plot] Attack of the Vampire Melons!!!

[gardenwarlock]

A hot night in July, the kind of night when the air hangs heavy and still, not a breath of air to stir the leaves of the trees, or the curtains of windows left open in the Mansion, to let in what fresh air there might be. A full moon shines through the treetops, silvering the drowsy land and trees, painting every leaf in blue-white light

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[nuns4money]

Since Eda is easy to arouse from slumber, it doesn't take her long to bound down the stairs and outside cocking her gun, even with a injured leg.

"This mansion is pissing me right the fuck off..."

She ends up shooting some melons and the sticky, ripe mess may cover the front yard.

[ninja_niko]

All of this shooting is getting Niko up too - he doesn't want Jaenelle flipping out, so he'll be running outside, wearing nothing but the bottom of his pajamas and dragging along his katana.

And pausing on the front porch. Before he can really figure it out, a melon leaps at him and gets sliced, and he pauses to examine the mess.

Because seriously. What now.

[death_dawg]

Eda might hear something else growling nearby, but it's a different pitch than the melons. If she turns she might see a smallish black dog bounding out of the shadows, chasing a melon and snarling at it. The sight might be comical, since the melon is only a shade smaller than the dog, but something in its tone means business.

The melon stops, seemingly diverted by the dog...

[skepticalmagic]

Morgana is going to use this opportunity to get in some archery practice. There are moving targets, and she has a quiver full of arrows.

Before coming here, the idea of sentient fruit might've spooked her, but after the wolves, the Mansion will have to go a long way to scare off this lady of Camelot from what is otherwise free target practice.

[gardenwarlock]

At some point a tall, muscular guy lacking his shirt might scramble into view, trying to whack at the fruit with a hoe. An arrow might whiz past his head, and he'll look up, indignant. "Here, that was my head, not a melon!" he calls out.

[skepticalmagic]

"I am sorry, sir. I did not realize someone would walk into my target area."

For the record, Morgana does sound very apologetic.

"I admit, I prefer melons to wolves, sir."

She might be finding a bit of actual humour in all this, though she won't take aim again until after he clears out of her line of sight.

[gardenwarlock]

"We are even: I did not expect someone to be shooting at these fruits," he replies, kicking at the remains of one melon. "And you are not alone in preferring ambulant melons to the howling and snarling of wolves, but have you any notion as to how my fruits came to be rolling about the green?"

[silvereyedphage]

Since the air conditioning has cut out in his room on this hot night, Muraki was in the act of rigging up a mosquito net to cover a cot he'd set up on the back porch, when he hears the growling behind him. Grabbing one of the rods he was going to use to prop up the net, he turns, expecting to see a wolf there.

Instead, he spies several watermelons rolling past the porch.

"Huh? Hm... it seem the Romany legend wasn't such a wild fabrication, after all."

[tomboy_22]

There had to be another Vampire Hunter in this particular meadow. And when a melon went by to grab at her arm with a growling set of teeth...

She smashed it with a fist, and then blinked.

"What the flying fuck."

[noblevampire]

Spike just happens to be roaming the grounds when he hears her, something seeming just not quite right. He sets off in the direction of the cursing, finding the familiar face not long after. "Something wrong, love?"

[tomboy_22]

"Anita," she corrects. "And yeah. What the hell is this, day of the Triffids?"

[noblevampire]

"Anything's possible, right? Given what I've seen around this place."