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[center][sup]The Gay Grove[/sup][/center]

A sigh escaped Mariah as Isla plopped down next to her. She raised her parasol to give shade to them both as Isla asked, [color=f26522]“So, do you think we’ve lost?”[/color] Looking over at Madison and Vashti, Mariah began, [color=#F3128D]"I dunno. I just know I ain't gonna..."[/color] Madison flew upward abruptly-- all her weird bone floaties multiplied too. Weird. Mariah squinted as she continued, [color=#F3128D]"--get all sweaty--"[/color] Vashti wiggled about on the ground. Well that made sense that she looked hurt as hell-- Madison had quite a lot of force behind her tackle, as Mariah had found out, so it made a lot of sense that Vashti would suddenly turn into a lizard.

Suddenly.
Turn into a lizard?

Within Mariah's head, the phrase bounced around every single neuron as they all immediately decided to deny this as reality. Mariah's brows creased as she pointed at the large lizard, looked to Isla in a non-verbal request for confirmation as to what she was pointing at, and by the time she looked back, the Giant Lizard That Probably Inhabited A Monster Energy Drink Can, launched itself toward Claudette's legs.

Holy shit it was a lizard that eats people.
Unga-bunga Velociraptor. Oh.

Some very primitive, very ancient amygdala processes compelled Mariah to action, quicker than she could even realize. In one motion, Mariah stood bolt upright, tried to immediately get the fuck away, stumbled and tripped over either herself or Isla, and rather gracefully landed on her fucking face. But did this stop her? Hell no. Absolutely zero thought went through her mind as she found herself on all fours, then began stumble crawling away, dragging her Hello Kitty parasol away in the sudden rain, like a little kid escaping the school bully that happened to be a giant lizard. 

Nausea washed over her in waves, as the rest of her brain began catching up to the emergence of a fucking giant monster lizard, all of a sudden, and she could feel the fear practically tearing her enchantments away from everything she held. Did it matter? No. Run. Body go. Have run. When she fell again, there was more disgraceful scrambling in the grass, and she was dead set on getting to the treeline by any means.