Roleplay Challenge ::: The Horny Frog (Main Thread)
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				Title: <strong>Roleplay Challenge ::: The Horny Frog (Main Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Ayame</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 07:23:59</strong>
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				<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 style="font-size: 20pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">::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. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roleplay Challenge ::: The Horny Frog (Main Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 11:39:18</strong>
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				The only reason why the tall lithe cheerleader was falling behind was because she stopped to retie her hiking boots. Still kneeling, her well toned legs bent so that her knee is pushed against a flat rock as she ties the laces, Erika sighs exasperatingly. "Rub it in, Professor. Rub it in a little more," she grumbles, wiping her knee free of dirt and then cleaning the remnants off her hands with her green button up shirt, seductively left with the top two buttons undone. As a cheerleader, she was used to running and gymnastics and athletics, but she had never been on a camping trip before. Half of the gear that was on the email was both brand new, and completely alien to her. What the hell was a Swedish Firesteel anyways? Like the rest of the things she didn't know about, it went into the framed hiking pack. "I would kill for a Jamba Juice right now," she complained as she stepped over a fallen tree branch, and around a rock. Catching up with the rest of the group, she looks around curious, not seeing where Professor Botwin went.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roleplay Challenge ::: The Horny Frog (Main Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BigBuckBob</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 19:51:01</strong>
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				Buchanen spent most of the trip behind Erika, making a few pit stop to take pictures of the scenery at any point that she fell behind. He liked being at the back of the group, made it harder for people to notice if he happened to tip over anything. It also made it easier to observe the group. The way people were moving at the beginning of the trip, did not necessarily correlate to how they were moving at the end of the trip. Even if you did factor in the fatigue of a five hour trek through the wilderness.<br><br>Once they reached the point where the professor was missing, he looked around, curious and confused. "What happened? Where's Pro Bot?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roleplay Challenge ::: The Horny Frog (Main Thread) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rachubka</strong> on <strong>12-05-2010, 01:26:33</strong>
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				Lynn wasn't exactly having trouble with walking as much as she was trying to identify this and that amongst the forest. The&nbsp; teen stopped every once in awhile to glare at a certain bird, or a peculiar arrangement of plants before making the sprint back to the professor's side only to do it all over again. She was used to these sort of trips, though not exactly in this scale. It didn't help that a lot of her things were in her permanent home with the mommy, including her hiking boots. A pair of tank tops, synthetic short shorts and skater shoes was not her idea of a wilderness outfit, but it was the best she could pull off in the time she had. Not to mention that she was single and on the prowl; her trip mates weren't bad to look at in the slightest.<br><br>When the professor stopped his stride, Lynn did the same. She didn't exactly identify the curious object that her elder did, and while inspecting the pedals of a purple flower, he managed to disappear on everyone. "Well, shit," she blurted out, not able to think of much else to say. Noting the obvious in that they were absolutely screwed would have been appropriate, but not a nice hit on the confidence of a small group of twenty-somethings, excluding herself. <br><br>Lynn stood there for a moment, adjusting the straps of her stuffed backpack while thinking of what the best course of action would be. With Professor Botwin having the map and GPS, there really was only one option. "Alright, guess we're going to have to chase the old man down!" With that, the teen started sprinting in the direction he did, though she made sure that the others were either going to follow her or stop her before vanishing amongst the greens and browns.
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