<div align="center">[<span class="bbc_u">Lady Ayame's Roleplay Challenges</span>] <em>Presents</em>...<br/><br/>(http://greatbeasts.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/cute_frog.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">::Search for the Horny Frog::.</span> <br/></strong></span><br/><strong>+--------------------+</strong><br/></div><br/>Professor Botwin wasn't exactly known as one of the more 'normal' professors, students never knew weather to stay away from him or watch in entertainment as he conducted one experiment or another, but the latter students that stayed to watch only seemed to get caught of the web of insanity that surrounds Professor Botwin everywhere he went. As soon as he announced a field project, many students expressed interest in going (despite having no idea what it involved), He was an interesting professor and very knowledgeable, but he seemed so picky about choosing the students who got to come along, it took him weeks to shift though the candidates and finally choose who was going to be his field team. Some of his choices were... questionable, but the university trusted the professor in most situations, and he always came out with a solid if not interesting result so they let him do as he pleased.<br/><br/>The chosen students were sent nothing more than an email of the supplies they would need (including field kits for collecting samples and such), a date, time and location to meet at, he briefly mentioned something about looking for a rare type of frog, identified by the distinctive pink stripes on it's back, but nothing more, the email also included that they would be going on a camping trip and to pack more supplies accordingly as they would be gone for the weekend. When the day finally came to meet they found Professor Botwin at the edge of the biggest forest in the state, he waited in silence for all the students to arrive and when they did he simply said<strong>"Well Lets get to it shall we?"</strong>and sharply turned and strode into the thick woods.<br/><br/>Professor Botwin led the small group of students for several hours with his nose buried in the map he carried and occasionally in the GPS that he wasn't sure how to use, occasionally muttering something about the density of the air and continuing on, any questions the students asked him only recieved a lazy hand wave and him muttering<strong>"Later... Later"</strong>as he continued to fiddle with his navigation equipment, occasionally he would look up and mark snarky replies<br/><br/><strong>"Hurry Up Miss. Eagles! We should not be slowed down because you didn't think to wear the proper shoes!" </strong><br/>or<br/><strong>"STOP RUNNING AHEAD MR. ABUMI! I'M THE NAVIGATOR HERE!" </strong><br/>and<br/><strong>"Faster Miss. Dureem! I would hate for you to fall behind like your grades... HAHA! get it? YOUR GRADES!"</strong><br/>Occasionally throwing in a few sneering comments on how Buchanen's hat made him look like Gilligan.<br/><br/>It was obvious that the Professor was cranky, it had nearly been 5 hours of them hiking around seemingly in circles and there was still not a single frog to be found, rare and otherwise.<br/>But suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, the professor bellowed a lout "Ah-Ha!" pointing straight ahead of him and sprinting into that general direction...<br/><br/>and suddenly he was gone... along with the Map and GPS.<br/>Just as the sun tilts itself in the horizon casting long shadows on the ground,<br/><br/>Great... Just great.