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[venatical]

Who: Everyone who sees the network post re: the explosion and the impending blob threat!
When: Morning of Day 196. The blob threat and altered personalities have an open-ended date, atm, so people can be dealing with those as they wish!
Where: One of the science labs.
What: The orb causes an explosion of sorts in the lab, which results in two things: 1) some characters act "off," their personalities altering in some way, and 2) there are tiny red blobs (very The Blob-esque) everywhere that are harmless until you get close enough and you realize they want to jump onto your face.

[ The lab is a mess; cabinets and drawers are open, some faucets are dripping, and there's glass and scattered paper and things everywhere. Most troubling, however, are the blobs that like to suffocate people.

Freeze them, contain them in cupboards or whatever intact container you find handy, see if they're afraid of the Bunsen burner, try to use weapons on them -- best to get them cleaned up quickly, though! ]

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[noblexcompanion]

[ Sorry, Meja. Spider memories suck. Spiders suck. Donna almost got eaten by an alien spider so she knows all about unpleasant spider experiences! ]

You know? Suck face? A good ol' snog!

[ Don't worry, precious Valkyrie baby, Donna will bring you up to speed in the slang game. ]

[wolfofmidgard]

[This doesn't seem to mitigate any of the frown. In fact, if possible, she frowns a little more, before slamming her boot down on a blob to prevent it from bouncing past her into the hallway.]

I'm sorry, I'm not... familiar with any of those terms.

[Dwarves have all sorts of colorful slang, but snogging and sucking face is sort of a human thing that Meja isn't up to speed on.]

[noblexcompanion]

[ Oh. Donna is failing in her slang teaching. This is a sad day indeed. A sad, blob infested day...

Meja, she's failed you. ]

Snogging. Smooching. Big ol' kisses.

[wolfofmidgard]

...Oh!

[That slight pink tinge to Meja's cheeks is not anyone's imagination, but it's not the lobster red she used to turn at these types of conversations. She nods in a vaguely jerky manner, boot still on the blob.]

I see what you mean, now. [If she could facepalm at herself, she might. There are two swords in the way, right now. Give her a moment to recover from embarrassment, Donna.] Definitely don't let them, erm, kiss you, that sounds unpleasant.

[noblexcompanion]

[ Sorry Meja. Donna didn't mean to make you blush! ]

I think I'll give smooching the blobs a miss. Not really my type. I prefer my snogging partners to have a tongue. And a face. And not want to kill me.

[wolfofmidgard]

[She chuckles, bringing her sword down on another blob. It remains to be seen if the blobs regain their shape eventually, but for right now it's a puddle.]

Ja, these are good rules to have. Especially that last part.

[noblexcompanion]

Had enough snogs off a bloke who wanted to kill me. Don't really need to hook up with a killer blob in his place.

I'll see how that works out for me!

[wolfofmidgard]

[Meja's back to smiling now.]

If you ever get the urge, just come find me and I'll either talk you out of it or lock you in a room until it goes away. [Friends don't let friends kiss killer blobs. ...Oh, gods—] I hope these little ones don't stay long. They seem to have a talent for getting everywhere—

[And here she has to dodge one quickly that goes for her face.]

[noblexcompanion]

[ Meja! Jeez! Did they not just agree that making out with the blobs is bad? Stop trying to slip one the tongue! ]

I'll be sure to take you up on that! [ A blob snogging intervention! Only at Cape Kore! ]

And I hope these blobs bugger off back where they came from. They're beginning to annoy me.

[wolfofmidgard]

[Two get shut into a cabinet, and Meja wishes the door were more secure. Or that the keys were just lying around. They're not, of course. That would be too convenient.]

Well, it doesn't get boring around here, that's for certain.

[noblexcompanion]

This place definitely knows how to keep us on our toes! [ Donna rams a couple of blobs into a drawer, leaning against it to keep it closed. ]

Hardly a peaceful getaway!

[wolfofmidgard]

I wouldn't know what to do on a peaceful getaway. [That's a lie. She'd read. A lot. And sit out somewhere and enjoy nature. But she's been a workaholic for so long that it would take some reacquainting.] Is that when things aren't trying to kill you?

[She grins, because she's joking, at least.]

[noblexcompanion]

Been that long since I had one that I've kinda forgotten. [ Joking is good. It definitely makes the slaying of blobs go better! ]

What I wouldn't give for a lovely beach right now though. Blue seas, soft sand, lots of sun, gorgeous blokes.

[wolfofmidgard]

[Meja watches a cupboard door jitter around as the blob behind it tries to escape. This is going to be an interesting experience. It already has been.]

And plenty of sunscreen?

[Platinum blondes and redheads have that in common, usually.]

[noblexcompanion]

Oh! Definitely! More sunscreen than skin usually, or a turn right into a lobster.

[ The one downside to being ginger! ]

[wolfofmidgard]

I was the same way when I was a child.

[She did live near the ocean, but...]

Fortunately, or unfortunately, we rarely saw the sun during any season except summer.

[noblexcompanion]

Oh! That sounds awful - no offence. But not seeing the sun? Didn't everyone get really depressed? You know, from the lack of sun rays making happy chemicals or whatever it is the sun does?

[ Science was never her strong point. Violence on the other hand? She smashes another blob to pieces. ]

[wolfofmidgard]

It was awful, I suppose. I didn't know much different.

[Meja shrugs, flippant. It was a long time ago.]

A lot of people were depressed, but it was more about the state of the world than the lack of steady sunlight. Nuclear winter and all that. [Oops, was that too flippant? She's had a long time to come to grips with that situation.] It was dealt with, and the Earth is healed now, but it was a strange time to grow up in.

[noblexcompanion]

Oh... I'm sorry. [ See Donna tends to suffer from footinmouthitis and the occasional bout of speaksbeforethingingitis. Unfortunately there's no cure for either. ]

We should try and break out of this place and go sunbathe... Not sure how successful we'd be. I hear there's a lot of trees outside. But we might find a spot where the sunlight breaks through.

[wolfofmidgard]

No, don't worry about it. [She smiles, unbothered.] I've learned to very much appreciate plantlife and sun, as a result. There's sun in the lab where the plants are, sometimes, if you'd like to try your luck there. We've got a very nice skylight. Not all the labs have them.

[noblexcompanion]

That sounds safer than venturing outside. That said, inside can be pretty dangerous too - blobs, hellhounds, to name a few things that have tried killing us. But I'll definitely be venturing to the plant lab sometime to soak up some rays, you can count on that...

...

... ... If we don't get murdered by blobs first, that is!

[wolfofmidgard]

[One of those blobs races around one of the cabinets, and Meja is quick to put her boot down onto it to halt its progress.]

I'm certain that it's a toss-up, whether the outside or inside of this place is more dangerous.

[Meja would put her money on the inside, though, being that getting out is difficult.]

But I've no intention of letting these things take me out. Or you, for that matter. I think perhaps the numbers are thinning...

[noblexcompanion]

[ That's a fair point. Knowing this place's love of endangering the residents, if outside were more dangerous than inside there would be huge french doors every few steps to lure them out. ]

I'm glad to know you have my back. I'll do my best to make sure no blobs try to kill you either.

We can't have an orphaned ratty running around the place!