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[greening_ivy]

It's raining... what is that anyway?

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[greening_ivy]

Glitch in the system. And now it's raining strange things, frogs, fish, gold coins, men, you decide.

[rhythm_red]

[Caught out in a condom storm. At least they're still in their packets.] You think the Hubs trying to tell us something?

[pretty_redbird]

"It could have mentioned something earlier." perhaps before people had been infected with cross-dimensional sex viruses.

[rhythm_red]

Maybe this is the Hub's way of warning up not to fuck it up again. [He catches a black one as it slides down Tim's shoulder and raises an eyebrow at him.] Or it's telling us to get busy?

[pretty_redbird]

He flushes, looking down at the ground. "You'll want to catch a few then. I don't know... all my normal tests have come back clean but..." He feels so stupid, he felt so safe here.

[boysdontdrool]

[Lon gets whacked in the head with a scoop of ice cream. Yes, it's ice cream hail.]

[He goes flailing and might blunder into you. The ice cream is coming down pretty heavily in his and your immediate area.] Ack!

[shotgunwings]

[It's raining frogs and they're getting caught in his wings.] Bugger! [Tries to shake them out.]

[robin_revealed]

He's not laughing, at least not after a really slimy one landed in his hair. "Hang on, let me help." Not that it's much use with the frogs still falling.

[shotgunwings]

Fucking frogs. [He spreads his wings out for Tim to pick at the frogs, rescuing the one from Tim's hair.] Sorry, beautiful. I'm sure this is my fault somehow.

[robin_revealed]

"Considering all the weird things that happen around here I don't see how you could blame yourself." He tries to get the frogs out, tossing them to the grass. "Maybe we should find some shelter?"

[beyondalioness]

[Sitting there. Glaring. Unamused. Whyyyy is it raining mouse toys? Lioness does not wan--- POUNCE!]