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"This is the last one I'm going to draw. Here goes nothing!" She dropped her hand in the bowl and fished around for several moments before pulling out the final name.

"Claire!" Rain pulled out another box from under the table. This box was slightly bent but otherwise looked in good condition. "Congrats, Claire on winning a new minipet!"

Once again, due to his feline friends, Jack was late to another event. Wandering through the doors like a fluid shadow, he tried to blend in accordingly, like he had been there all along, his eyes glowing lightly as he scanned through the room in hopes for some kind of familiarity to attach himself to.

It was such a shae that any semblence of liquids to quench thirst seemed to have been finished awhile ago - but from what he could gather by the remaining lot in the room, he was starting to wonder what just had happened while he was arguing with a clowder of cats.

Something...wasn't right. Where were the elephants going?! The she-wolf hadn't even been able to try and catch one! And Iggy hadn't learned to fly. "Nuuuuu! Come back!" Her tail drooped and a cute frown formed. LW looked at Iggy and smiled. "Maybe next time they'll teach ya to fly."

Belatedly, she realized that her friend had won something. Now what had it been for again? She couldn't remember what contest had been going on during the PINK ELEPHANT EXPLOSION. Everything about the she-wolf perked up again as she congratulated Iggy on winning...whatever. "Nice job, Iggy!"

Still watching everyone with suspicious eyes (maybe the pink elephants were hiding behind the students?), LW heard a voice that took her a moment to register as the ghoul Rain. She was announcing names to winners she pulled from...a hat? LW didn't know. All she really knew was that the elephants were gone and she was never drinking punch unless she made it herself.

Wait, wasn't that Iggy's name Rain called? "Candlecjack! Iggy! You won somethin' else." The she-wolf beamed. "Maybe it's a good sign that means you'll one day be able to fly?" LW didn't know where that reasoning came from, but it sounded right...right?

Gargantuan was very late.

The enormous green swamp beast was all but quivering with anxiety even as he waddled as quickly as he could through the hallways, his arms wrapped around an enormous croaking bucket even as his tail banged noisily against the walls. He'd been so busy trying to prepare for the party that he'd almost missed it entirely! His soggy, muddy footsteps were occasionally punctuated by loud and unhappy sniffs, but he'd managed to hold off on bawling just yet. Everyone would be so mad at him for forgetting! First the band, and now this!

Shouldering open the door, Gargantuan was oblivious to the effects of the pink punch and would offer a timid, if genuine smile to everyone inside. So many people! "Hullo...G-G brought s-snacks for--"

The bucket slipped out of his hands and crashed loudly to the floor, probably scaring students (and elephants) alike. The frogs that G had been so carefully catching were, apparently, not very dead, and began to hop around in the room in maddening, croaking droves.

No one could have predicted what happened next.

The punch that had been spilled onto the floor so thoughtfully by Jim seemed to attract the creatures like flies, and it wasn't long before several, semi-squashed amphibians were greedily gulping up the punch.

Some of the students might have noticed their eyes turned a particularly unnerving shade of red. And were they trying to stand up on their hind legs?

"OH NO!" Gargantuan howled as the small frog army began to croak threateningly at anyone nearby. "NINJA MUTANT BABY FROGGIES!"

From the way the frogs were beginning to flex menacingly, it was clear that this was not going to be a very peaceful show down. The leader of the mutant frogs seemed to have managed to tie a ribbon around its forehead, and was jerking its finned forefoot at the group in a very taunting way.

Let's do this.

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LET'S WRASSLE! Roll one, 20 sided dice to use best kung-fu moves to take down the ninja frog army! The higher your roll, the more effective and awesome you are! Roll low, and, well, dem frogs are probably gonna send you back to school and then have a victory feast of delicious greasy pizza.

Top rollers will receive some prizes!

Wait, what? After the commotion, now Vaith was being called to get a box? Vaith probably looked as bewildered as he felt, blinking his eyes. He separated from Amrita to walk forward to grab the box, holding it awkwardly in his hands. Considering the punch, what the hell was in here? Did he want to know? The room had gone back to normal-- but not for long. He had taken the box back to his seat, wondering if te headache he was now getting, inspired from the punch?

The temporary peace didn't last for long.

There was a frog. On the ground. Vaith stared down at hisfoot, noting that it's eyes were turning to the same shade as his own. And then it kicked him. Vaith couldn't believe it-- the frog kicked him? Eyes narrowing, he wasted no time to try and step harshly on the audacious frog, grinding his heel into the spot where it had just been.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was going to be an army of them.

"Thank you, zombie!" Claire didn't really know her name, and called her by what she appeared to be. Opening the box, she saw a little mouse-type-thing. She decided to call it Milk. It was really adorable. Putting it in her back and giving it a bit of cheese to chew on, she turned back to the party.
There were... Things on the floor and the big green man said that they had to fight them. Still drinking her imaginary punch, she attacked.

Oh, issues. That made more sense than dressing shoes, Thackery supposed. He was slightly disappointed that they would not be fixing someone's fashion emergency, however.

Before he had time to congratulate Claire on winning a box-of-unspecified-things, there was chaos. "Ninja mutant baby froggy" chaos, if G's exclamation was any indication.

"We'll have to be champions again! DEFENDERS OF AMITYVILLE." Thackery declared, joining his new friend in the efforts to keep everyone safe from these terrible creatures. He tried to throw his fake-punch on them, but it didn't seem to have much of an effect.

Reverse hugging his backhugger, (aka Lucien), Israfel cooed at the bubbliness left over from the drug induced trip. Pink had fadded, (well, minus the now pink frosting on his hands), and now- "Geeeeeeee" The siren was delighted! Until he noiced G was not wearing his fancy bucket. The fancy bucket was for fancy events! And was this not an event? Okay, it certainly wasn't the most fancy but really, G could could have tied a ribbon or two here or there. Maybe her a nice tie and a shirt. Israfel was sure he could make G a nice shirt given enough materials and-

Frogs.

Ninja Frogs.

Jumping up, Israfel got on a chair before pick up another one and throwing it one of the ticked off amphibians. "NO YOU!" He handed Lucien a chair. "Get them Lucy!"