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Nymph gets bored, and begins to sing a song they heard as they passed through a tunnel, once upon a time.
Their voice is mostly in tune. They dance a little bit with a slight kick of their feet, but not so much that they trip, as that has happened enough times today trying to run.
Nymph ends their last verse on an unfinished rhyme, hoping to start a chorus amongst the others. It doesn't work. They contemplate a rap battle instead.

With eleven alive, it takes six votes on one option to make a decision

visible confusion

Oversoul does not sing along to Nymph's song, but it inspires him with the spirit of dance. He engages in whimsier and whimsier loop-de-loops, barrel rolls, and tumbles in the air as he tries to match his maneuvers to each of their notes. He does this even though there are snow-covered trees all around, and he can't see that well. Naturally, he collides with one of the trees pretty soon, tumbling into the foliage.

When he does, he finds instead of falling all the way to the forest floor, he is caught in an intersection where several branches have converged, and they've even frozen together to become even stronger.
"Oooooooh!"
"EVERYONE!" he yells. Everyone who hears him immediately turns. That is to say nobody turns. Oversoul is rather small. He flies down closer so they can hear.
"Everyone! I found the perfect place for a treehouse and it's so cool and we could decorate it and make stairs and make walls to make it like a snowbase but we should do like a password but everyone cool can be given the password and Nachomamma8 can make everyone who's not cool become cool and if we do this we'll have it forever!"
Most everybody is excited about the peaceful enterprise. Many of the monsters frustrated at indecision seem relieved about having a rather unified path forward.
"There's only room for one person up there right now, while they work on spreading out the floor and making more room, everyone else can work on the walls and ladder. Who volunteers?"
Several monsters seem excited about volunteering. Rakan seems the least excited, acting anxious about the idea of responsibility and having a chance to mess something up.
"Rakan!" Oversoul exclaims happily. Oversoul and the other flying monsters ferry Rakan's compliant but sweaty body up to the nook in the trees Oversoul discovered, followed by second and third trips for tools and a sleeping bag.

By the time they were through, it was getting late, so the monsters all went home to sleep for the night.

Please submit any night actions by PM or PT

In addition to the tools Rakan had needed to work on expanding the treehouse, there were several other tools and objects that had been pulled out of the shed, but for various reasons the monsters had decided not to bring them over to the forest, at least not yet. One of these was a metal flagpole, with no flag on it yet.
In the morning, several of the monsters noticed it had moved since they'd all gone to sleep. They followed two sets of prints, one rather small, one set of prints rather ugly, and found they led down to the river.
Hoisted up to halfmast was a flag made entirely out of red licorice, a particular monster's favorite candy.
A long tongue was stuck to the cold pole, just missing the flag by a couple inches, as though someone had hoisted the licorice higher at the last second. Dangling from the pole was chennisden's frozen, immobile body, fully submerged in the deadly cold river, because someone had planted the flag into the riverbed.

Froggit, a Vanilla Townie

Froggit was the first one to teach us all about the power of love, about how we can spare