The Amazing Spider-Girl! #15 | Humans are weird

[thug_disease]

[Phone | Unfiltered]

Yamame hears lots of people talking about something called...um..."prom."

What's that? Is it a party, like in the city? Or is it a fight?

How come everyone is so worried about it? Yamame wants to know!

Can Yamame play too?

[Y'know...there's a good chance she might have asked this last year. How sad.]

[Action | Park]

[Yamame's not really feeling too terribly up to tear-assing around town today. Instead, she's taking a nice relaxing day in the park.

Though, instead of being out in the open, Yamame's found a nice little corner of the park surrounding by some bushes and trees to build thick webs around. It almost appears to be a strange cocoon of spider-webs just sitting on the ground in the park.

Care to investigate?]

Comments

[phone]

[heavenfang]

Sounds like it's a party.

[thug_disease]

Yamame wants to go!

Where is it?

[heavenfang]

At the school, I think.

I think I'll be seeing you there, then.

[thug_disease]

When is it?

[Yea Yamame knows nothing of said prom at all.]

[Action]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre had been wandering about too, somewhat deep in thought--though her thoughts were probably somewhat different.

--oh, was this the park? When did she get here? Wasn't she...oh, well. It didn't much matter now because what was that.

Run away from giant spiderweb? Screw that LET'S INVESTIGATE.]

...who's web is this?

[She's trying not to touch it or disturb any of the threads, instead crouching down and stretching up in an attempt to better see into whatever was going on.]

Yamame? Is this yours?

[Talking to the air is a valid conversation medium.]

[thug_disease]

[Yamame's just kinda...taking a nap in there. The nice darkness made it feel like the caves back home...so she got sleepy.

Have a little groan from within the webs, Flandre. The sound of a small body stirring can be heard within that little cocoon.]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre's crouched very low on the ground now, with her head quirked to the side and one wing unfurled to brace herself and keep her from toppling over.]

Is someone here? Are you awake?

[...well if they weren't before they kind of are now, Flan.]

[thug_disease]

Mrrrrr...sleepingggg...

[That's definitely Yamame's voice...just very groggy.]

Action

[gezellig]

[He hadn't really seen Yamame since he filled the kid pool for her in his front yard. It wasn't a far stretch, considering the way he'd seen the little spider girl climbing on his house that these webs could belong to her.

Then again, they could belong to something else. But Holland is curious enough about the little girl that he'll be checking it out.

He'll set a hand on the webbing cautiously, finding it, not surprisingly, very sticky.]

[thug_disease]

[A small voice groans a bit within, and the sound of something shuffling is heard. Then...silence.]

/slow

[gezellig]

[. . . that's particularly frown-worthy. He'll look at the webbing dubiously, then give the whole structure a gentle shake.]

[thug_disease]

Aaaauuugggghhhh....

[Just low moaning, and it seems a hand has poked through the webbing in an attempt to swat him away.]

[phone]

[noluckduck]

It's pretty much a dance for stupid immature morons and drama-hogs lookin' to get laid.

[thug_disease]

What's a drama-hog?

So they're going so they can lay down?

[Yup...obvious conclusion stemmed from hearing "get laid."]

[noluckduck]

A person who's cravin' drama, c'mon.

... And yeah, that's the gist of it.

[thug_disease]

So it's just going to be a bunch of humans taking naps?

[genkibot]

[There is a web cocoon in the park. Tachikoma has found it, and it is staring at it.

Cocoons don't normally get that big, do they? What should it do?

Well, when in doubt...

Tachikoma gingerly extends a claw and pokes the cocoon.]

[thug_disease]

[A small voice grumbles from inside. A bit of shuffling, and then silence.]

[genkibot]

[Tachikoma heard that! Oh, if only it had more of it sensors available, then maybe it could figure out what's inside. Oh well, back to the last resort again.

Poke.]

Hello?

phone;

[encored]

[whoops they can be brainlapse buddies together then because he blocks out most uninteresting or irrelevant information. prom? what prom? clearly it's not some annual thing!]

Don't be so quick to throw yourself into potential fights, you dolt. I believe it's some sort of dance, at any rate.

[thug_disease]

Hehehe! But fights are fun! It's how you make friends!

So everyone goes somewhere and dances?

[encored]

I don't know what sort of fights you've been getting into, but I highly doubt that sentiment will be shared among many here.

But yes, that's roughly it. One may also mingle and converse at a dance if they grow tired of the dancing itself, and there's usually music involved. However, since this is Mayfield, I would expect everything to be sub-par.

[Action]

[cucumbers]

[ Yes. Yes, she will investigate this strange ball of webs that is sitting between these gathering of bushes. She's finding it hard not to examine it. ]

N-Nee - what is this?

[ She lightly taps it with the edge of her shoe. ]

[thug_disease]

[Low grumbling emits from within the webbing...but otherwise no other activity]

[cucumbers]

[ Nitori's eyes flicker. ]

Ehh? It's alive - ! [ She taps her chin. ] Hoh, but it isn't moving. Perhaps it is sleeping?

[ Nitori skitters around the ball of web, around and around, examining it from all angles. Very curious, very curious! ]