12th Taunt | Action

[misterbrief]

Hey! Get me out of here! What are you doing?!!!

[Are the words floating inside of your head. Something is yelling at you, but who knows where's it's coming from? Maybe it's from inside your cupboard. Or you're crushing it underneath your butt as you sit down on your couch, or you roll over on it when you turn in your bed.

Maybe it's been dropped into your pot of water that you're thinking about heating up soon for your dinner, and you are now threatening to boil it alive.

Or maybe something less dangerous, like in your pocket or backpack. Either way, it's found its way into your life somehow, and boy is that thing angry. Real angry. Upon inspection, or finding said thing, you'll find a frog. A mean, nasty, angry frog who's suffered from a shift occurring inside the village. Seems the only power he's retained is his telepathy, thankfully. Sort of. Depends if you want to hear the guy or not.]

Find a way to fix this immediately!

[Find him anywhere you want. Being a frog sucks, but the prince doesn't really have a choice in the matter. If you happen to be the kind of person who would kiss a frog, just like the children's tale, maybe he'll turn back into a prince.]

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[tsunderebunny]

[Barnaby almost dropped his toothbrush when he heard the irate command coming from...somewhere. After years of battling with insomnia and his mind still recovering after decades of memory rewrites, there were still occassional moments when Barnaby simply wasn't sure what was what...

Except his problems never involved literally hearing voices, or talking cups.

Glasses-less, barely awake and grumpy, with his thick curls tied into a little tail to keep them out of the way from morning rituals, he lifted said cup to investigate--

And scowled.]

--I didn't think frogs were active in the winter,

[His tone was dry, and without further warning he started making his way to the nearest window. Clearly, this was something that belonged outside. In the snow.]

[misterbrief]

[Uh oh this is bad he's not really sure how frogs fare in snow.]

What are you doing? Where are you going, put me down right now!

[tsunderebunny]

You're going outside, [he replied, none too kind,] where frogs belong.

[misterbrief]

I am not a frog, blast it! Don't you dare place me out there!

[It's cold!]

[tsunderebunny]

[Staring. Just. Staring.

Barnaby has a high tolerance for weirdness, being a NEXT whose poweres awakened when he was a toddler in a world that still has shades of discrimination against those who were viewed as 'different' or 'dangerous', but he knew of no instances where NEXT-like abilities had happened at random in this particular world.

And, even with Shifts, Management no longer existed to traumatize others for their own pleasure.]

Give me one very good reason why I shouldn't.

[Still staring.]

Or, I could find someone to make a stew of you if you don't want to be outside.

[misterbrief]

What you should be doing is figuring out a way to return me to my body!

[Just because he landed in Barnaby's house totally means he's Barnaby's responsibility, right? That's totally how this works.]

[tsunderebunny]

[That, at least, gave Barnaby a small reason to pause.]

...

Surely, you're joking.

[Did he look like a magician to you?]

[misterbrief]

[The little frog shakes with rage.]

No, I am not! I'm not spending any amount of time as a frog!

[HE HAS THINGS TO DO.]

[tsunderebunny]

Oh, is that right? It seems to me that you already are.

[Tsun,tsun. He has no reason to trust a talking frog.]

You haven't left anything disgusting in here, have you? I'm going to need to burn it if you did.

[misterbrief]

Is that so?! [Still so so mad]

Guess you're going to have to take a look around and find out! Who knows what I've ruined. [He says in a menacing tone. Maybe he ruined Barnaby's favorite shoes. Or something important.]