Around The Island, Sunday Morning

[fh_npcs]

Something was still buzzing and rattling around inside the island. The mist hadn't gone, the mainland hadn't reappeared, the internet was still down... and enormous rabbits still roamed the island.

Worse, overnight, the island had flooded with other creatures. In the preserve, the Pacific Northwest Tree Octopus menaced the teal deer if they dared move too close to the trees. The nauga, a ferocious beast indeed, crawled through the brush. Alligators stepped out into the streets, firing off goldfish at anyone who dared come near.

And that wasn't all. Jackalopes, snipes, drop bears, hoop snakes and wild haggis had mingled and mixed with the population. Overnight, the island had turned from a quiet Maryland refuge into something worse than the Australian outback.

At least the teal deer had found their defender: a snarling alot of teal appeared in the midst of the forest come noon, lashing out at nearby tree octopi. They would not be abandoned.

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The Park, Sunday Afternoon

[puppy_fair]

"Oh yeah!"

Zack had been more than a tiny bit antsy over the past little while. There had been a lot going on in his life, and while running the animal shelter was fun, it wasn't what he'd been quite literally made for. Not by a long shot. So when the tremors had started yesterday, he'd taken to the streets to fend off hostile bunnies with a reckless abandon. And today? Today things had gotten even better. Swing a too-large sword at a jackalope here, fry a handful of killer goldfish with a blast of Thundaga there...

If he didn't think too hard about anything else, he could just kind of fall into a rhythm.

Now if only these monsters dropped loot. Then it would be just like home.

[OOC: Open, if there are any fighters bopping about this fine Easter day!]