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Passenger Survey Says…
When Jenova looked up from his list, he just looked… Bewildered. There is no better word for it. His brow was furrowed as he glanced between Billy, Zean, and the stands of Choharu, and Tora.
“Well…” His tone was questioning, as he acted as though he didn’t know when to pipe up was a good time. “Zean here does have a point. You listened to him, and that was a mistake.”
However, he then just chuckled as he looked at the results again. “You know what I find really fucking funny? You all guessed the killer of Tora right by pure damn luck. Choharu Umihana was in fact his killer, as she drowned him.”
He then looked over to the crazed looking Airi. “And you little missy, were the one who pulled the body moving stunt, stab wound, and the bloody message. Airi, be glad this somehow didn’t blow up in your face, because this could have all turned on your head.”
Jenova then finally stood up and walked toward one man…
That man…
Was Alastair.
Alastair. Fucking. Matthews.
Or is it?
“So. How does it feel Oliver?”
Huh? Oliver?
“Oliver wins by doing absolutely nothing. Thank god no one ever found that piece of your shirt that you accidentally left on the stove that you tried burning, and Zean had a slip of the tongue.” Jenova pats the fedora clad man in the shoulder with a small smirk on his lips. He then put his hand up to his chin. “Oh yeah, I know some of you knew, but everyone, this Oliver Matthews, the brother of the deceased magician Alastair Matthews. Though personally, I think he’s the better magician for being able to wear this disguise for so long since his brother died in that fire.”
Jenova then walked away from the newly revealed man and sat back down. “Oof… This has been a doozy just to listen to, so let me explain how this all went down.” He spun in his chair as he begun. “First, Choharu lured Tora to the spa, and knocked him to the floor, knocking him out. From there, she threw his body in the hot tub, drowning him. Although as she did it, our magician friend here witnessed her doing it, and so he ran away in fear, with the small frog girl chased him, despite how he could have easily just put her into submission with his strength.”
Jenova had to take a deep breath to catch himself. “From there, fedora man ran to the jewelry store’s backroom and grabbed the same mallet Billy is holding, and once Choharu entered, he bludgeons her to death. In the process, he accidentally knocked some glass off the shelf, and after he killed Choharu, he stuffed it up in the cabinet’s top shelf. Afterwards to get his now bloody shirt out of the way, he ran back to the first area as fast as he could and burned his shirt on the stove of the Mexican restaurant, to which he didn’t realize a piece wasn’t burnt. Too bad none of you found this, or else his would have been an easy slam dunk with a fifty fifty chance.”
“Finally, after our killer went to sleep, Airi went and found the body of Tora, and moved his body from the spa, to the tunnels, stabbed him, and took his blood back and wrote a message to scare the killer. Seems she just made things more confusing than anything.”
To end off, Jenova looks back to Alastair- No, Oliver, along with Airi and raises an eyebrow. “Sound about right, you two?” He then cleated his throat. “As for you all, like always I am giving you ten minutes to do your final goodbyes, as Zean, you are taking the place of Oliver in the execution since you were the one voted. Once Zean is gone though, Oliver, I will show you to your exit, and you will be a free man again.”
Metro Autopsy #3
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Victim Name: Choharu Umihana
Time of Discovery: 9:22 AM
Time of Death: 12:44 AM
Cause of Death: Hemorrhage caused by blunt force traumah
Location of Body: Backroom of Jewelry Store
Third Rail Locomotive
It’s been a little bit since you all have received these secrets. Watching everyone react to them… It was certainly a sight to see. It seemed everyone was panicked, some more so than others, but that is par for the course. Who would want their biggest secret revealed?
Better yet, how did Jenova even find out your biggest secret? There’s no way he himself could have known… At least you think so.
That doesn’t matter though, as for now, what’s done is done. The list was still anonymous, so some of you might not have given a care in the world as to who it belonged to. Some of you actively went out and searhed for who was who.
Though in the end, what does it truly matter?
The morning has now come. It’s around nine in the morning from the guess of it, as some folks were beginning to stir from their slumber. It’s sad that everyone can come to recognize when days have become normal feeling. Have you truly been here so long that everything felt… Normal?
Well, evidently not, as there is a pretty clear problem here. Or maybe you’re just being overly paranoid… Yeah. That’s what it is.
It’s about this time that it felt like a stroll was in order. No particular destination in mind, just a nice romp around. Hopping aboard the train seemed like a good idea, and seeing as there wasn’t anything else to really do around here, some of the general population might have agreed with you.
Now in the third area with all the storefronts, it seemed now more than ever might be a good time to check out some things. There is some good stuff here after all, surprising as it is to find in a subway system. It seemed your feet took you in reverse order of the stores, starting off with the jewelry store.
Entering on in, it seemed the same as it always has been. Still very nice accessories are to be find. There is a very nice looking ruby necklace you can spy, and to further examine with your little eye, you go closer. Going towards the jewel passed you by the back room doorway, which just… Seemed a little off as you went on by. You go ahead and set your bejeweled adventures aside for now, as you backstep a few feet to see what was-
Oh.
Good lord, what the hell happened in there?
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Was… Was that…?
Oh gods, it really was. Please no. No, no, no, no, no, anyone, anyone else. Anyone else, but that ray of sunshine.
That ray that made everyone else feel sunny…
Seemed she was covered in clouds… Permanently.
Choharu Umihana, the SHSL Weather Forecaster, is dead.
Cumulonimbus || Choharu || Chapter 2 Execution Reaction
Choharu had thought she had seen the worst of it when she saw Horoki’s body, wide-eyed and torn in half.
She was so, so wrong.
Her anger fueled her to watch, to watch as Shizuhiko was dragged off. He deserved it. That cyclone, that wildfire, that blizzard… Choharu had many names for people like him. Choharu wanted to watch him go through all the suffering he gave Horoki. Horoki, who didn’t deserve this, who didn’t deserve the ending Shizuhiko gave her.
Once the entire thing started, she couldn’t stop watching. Though, instead, she was staring up in horror, eyes glued to the screen. She watched as he was eaten up, spewing black liquid, crying out in pain. It was the worst thing she had ever seen in her life, and it would stay with her forever.
Once it stopped, Choharu stood there, frozen, a mix of emotions racing through her head. She clapped her hand over her mouth to hide her shock, a rush of some kind of happiness she felt terrible for having, and to stop herself from throwing up. She felt a few tears begin to trickle down her face. That was weird. Choharu didn’t feel sorry for him. It must be the lack of sleep getting to her.
She held onto the podium in front of her, which happened to be Tora’s, as she was still over there, to keep herself from falling over. She was tired, she just wanted to get back to the dorms to sleep. Hopefully without any stormy nightmares.
Froggo to the Rescue! || Choharu || RE: Shizuhiko, Tora || ATTN: Tora
Choharu could only stare in horror as Shizuhiko struck Billy in the back. It reminded her of when Shizuhiko was shot, how she rushed to help him, how she helped him off the train… she should have just left him there. Choharu wanted nothing more than to rush up and kill him herself. She didn’t even want to push these stormy thoughts from her head. “What the HELL?” Choharu screamed. “Up until now, Billy’s been nothing but nice to you, and this is how you repay him?” Choharu almost ran up to him, before Tora called out to her. Instead, she ran to him, and helped him off the floor. “Alright,” Choharu started, “who do you want to vote for? Wait, let me guess! Shizuhiko?” She shot a glare in the mycologist’s direction.
Choharu votes for Shizuhiko.
Your vote has been tallied.
Shizuhiko Omori - 6
Quinn Yap - 1
Feeling The Thunder || Choharu || RE: Billy, Shizuhiko || ATTN: Shizuhiko and Everyone, I guess
Choharu jumped at the sound of Billy’s shout. Now she was awake. And then, Shizuhiko pointed his staff at Billy, and… was he threatening him? With all the evidence pointing towards him, with literal evidence on his staff and sweater. Everything added up to being him, and he was still threatening Billy?
Choharu’s blood began to boil. How dare he murder a classmate, a friend, an innocent who didn’t deserve this, and still threatened Billy! How. Dare. He.
In her sleep deprived state and the heat of the moment, Choharu did the first thing she thought of. She grabbed a cinnamon roll (good thing she brought some of those) and threw it at Shizuhiko. However, it didn’t really go that far. So, instead she settled for yelling.
“Are you fogging kidding me? I thought, we thought, you were on our side! I thought you were sunny, but you go and do something completely stormy, no, disastrous? What the fog?” Choharu pulled on her braids as she yelled, all the suppressed irritation from the lack of sleep catching up to her.
“There’s literally evidence right there, that we can see! How is that supposed to mark you innocent?”
She smiled again, but wasn’t happy in the slightest. “Come on! Try and prove that you’re not the completely-terrible-disastrous killer!”
After that, she breathed out a sigh, and began to fall over to the side. She luckily caught herself on her podium again. That was a terrible idea, and had taken a lot out of her. She didn’t know for how much longer she could keep going, she wanted to fall asleep right then and there.
Right. All she had to do was make it to the vote. After all, she already knew the answer.
*insert tired frog laughter* || Choharu || RE: Shizuhiko || ATTN: Billy
At Shizuhiko’s confidence, Choharu simply laughed. And laughed. And laughed. Maybe it was because she had the upper hand or something, maybe she was just really sleep deprived. Actually, it was probably the latter.
Though, she did have something!
She pointed dramatically at Billy and smiled. “Alright Belli! You’re up!”
Eyes, Canes, and Rains || Choharu || RE: Takumi, Talia, Setsuko || ATTN: Everyone
Choharu took a deep breath, gathered what was left of her consciousness and rational thinking, and plastered on a big smile. She raised her hands by her sides, and made her declaration!
She then turned to Takumi and Talia. “That’s toooootally what happened! It’s definitely was Sugar riko’s cane! Ah, that remiiiiiinds me!” She took another bite of her cinnamon roll. Was she really so sleep deprived that she couldn’t remember people’s names? Well, she’s probably talking about Shizuhiko. Let’s just go with that.
“I looked eeeeeeeverywhere, and did I find any cylindery items? Nope! Nothing! Buuuuuuuuuut, there is oooooone thing that could have done that!"
She pointed at Shizuhiko. ”He always carries that thing around with him! Pluuuuuuus, Horror Movie is 6'1"! Should I Hero is definitely tall enough to have hit her on the head!“
"Aaaaaaaand, Somalia, how would Tora Key have been knocked out? Her eyes were wide open! But but, they were all confusedy! Like she didn’t know what was goin on!" Alright, who’s Somalia and Tora Key?
"And Sets, she was all kicked into the tunnel, and then the train came in and was all like "Im gonna run you over! And then it did! Ahaha!"
Wham! Hailstorm! || Choharu || RE: Alastair, Shizuhiko, Billy, Akira || ATTN: Everybody
Choharu was just as taken back by Alastair’s point as Akira was. Surely the train had to be the culprit! It didn’t make sense any other way! Then, he mentioned it being the murder weapon. Oooooh. That made sense. Kinda.
Choharu nervously giggled, though it sounded just like regular laughter from her, with the exception that she was grabbing the ribbon on her poncho. “Yeeeeeeep! That’s deeeeefinitely what I meant! What we meant! Right, right!”
Choharu took another bite of her cinnamon bun. She needed more sugar for this. Now they were talking about the head wound. Oh, Choharu could contribute stuff to this!
“It’s just like Akira says! The head wound was caused by a cylindery item of some sort! Buuuuuuut, it’s just like Alastair and Shizuhiko says too! Horoki could have been kicked onto the tracks!”
Choharu paused for dramatic effect. She took a deep breath.
“Soooooooo, what must have happened is that they hit her on the head, kicked her onto the tracks, and then, choo choo! Wham! Convinced the train to run her over!”
Choharu giggled a little more, this time even more pleased with herself. She took another bite of her cinnamon bun. “And that’s how *yawn* Horoki died!” She seemed to be running out of energy, as she began to lean to the side, before catching herself on her podium.
Sweet Rain Train || Choharu || RE: Akira || ATTN: Everybody
Taking a bite of a cinnamon bun she had brought with her, Choharu nodded to Akira’s statement. She was glad that Jenova allowed food in the trial room. Otherwise she’d be completely dead right now. Instead of mostly dead. Choharu couldn’t wait to get back and sleep. Sleep sounded so good right now, she might just…
Nope, she was getting off track. She had to stay awake.
“Yeeeeeeeep! Akira came and visited me at the baked goods stand! Billy did as well! And that’s why there’s not that much left! Case closed!” Choharu crossed her arms and smiled with victory.
Wait, that wasn’t the case that they were discussing! What were they doing again? Right. Horoki.
Choharu nodded to Akira’s other statement. “Yep! He’s definitely right! That’s the only possible explanation!”
Choharu pointed at Zean at random dramatically, who was very much not a train. “The culprit had to have been the train!” She smiled, and looked very pleased with herself.