<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MhEVnI4.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Jean jacket, white undershirt, black leggings, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 10th, 1:15pmish</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Down River</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Angel, Billie, Devina, John-James, Robin, <s>Sean Platt</s></em><br/><hr/>It was definitely Ellie’s first instinct to get out of the water. Even before she knew<i>what</i>was actually hiding in it. She was on her way to the shore – councilor’s say so or not – when she noticed something<i>almost</i>as creepifying. Since when did creepy fogs blow into the water from land and not the other way around?!<i>Yup</i>, they were definitely in a horror movie, and while this might not be Lake Placid, it was probably worse… Even better, as was typical, their councilor was the first to go.<i>Great</i>.<br/><br/>Now Ellie would never say she didn’t have a wild imagination but after watching a massive tentacle – that would make hentai weebs deadlock all their orifices shut – shoot out of the gentle rapids, she knew her imagination had never been<i>that</i>strong. To say the very least the girl’s jaw dropped, despite any deadlocks. “Uh…cephalopods don’t get that big!” She sputtered in defiance of what she currently saw. Since<i>when</i>did tentacled creatures live out of fresh water systems!? "This isn't possible!" Yes, keep telling yourself that. Whatever she needed to think to keep herself from wetting her nearly dry jeans.<br/><br/><i>Wake up, Ellie.</i>Boy is she glad she didn’t bring Mr. Pringles with her. She didn’t think taking a stuffed animal – no matter if it was magically animated or not – to a water adventure was a good idea.<i>This</i>just proved it. “Guys, guys! Don’t group up too close together or make any sudden moves!” She called out as her kayak twirled on the water and Ellie did her best to keep it from spilling over. They didn’t need to give it a bigger target. For all she knew, it wasn’t targeting anyone … Unfortunately, chances of that were pretty low. Cephalopods, if she remembered correctly, were predatory animals. “You don’t want to grab attention…” She added, hoping<i>this</i>cephalopod couldn’t hear very well.<br/><br/>Then again, who was to say this was a cephalopod at all? What if this was a purely supernatural situation altogether and Chuthulu pops up? On that thought Ellie, hesitant to return to it, glances down into the bubbling depths beneath her. It was then that a thought her – who was to say they were even still in Colorado at all? Ellie licked her lips warily, testing the saltiness of the water that had been splashed onto her.<br/>