Post by WackyWhiskers on Mar 4, 2014 22:54:23 GMT -5
It was nothing but cold and bitter. Freezing gales of wind blew in with snow flakes floating from the cloudy, gray sky. Fog began to thicken around the bitter area and it just so happen to make conditions worse than they already were. The ice of the lake became even more slippery and risky to even set a toe upon. And the temperature wasn't enjoyable either...Then again, since when is anything that has to do with a severe blizzard enjoyable?
"If only. If only~." Those were the only thoughts that flew through this area. It especially came from a fragile, yet strong-hearted admiral that was trying to push through this miserable, bitter area. The swerving bob-omb just about had it with these unfriendly, winter conditions.
"C-C-Confound it!" the old bob-omb started, as he stuttered and shivered in the unfriendly weather, "Confound these blasted weathers! For Cortez's s-sake, why must the sea and weather be cold-hearted at such a time?!"
If there was anything that Bobbery would wish for at such a time, it would be to travel on the seas. Not on cold solid ones to set foot on, but the shining, blue currents that would simply blow any ship through. It wasn't the case for a time like this. In fact, this was the last thing the admiral desired for such an area.
Suddenly, with a quick hop across a thin layer of ice, hoping to avoid slipping, Bobbery's impact crashed through the ice and it shattered right bellow his blue feet. And just like that, he fell into the freezing waters. As he did so, he moved recklessly in the frigid waters hoping to make his way out. As he did, after some time of annoyance and effort, he sputtered and shook the frosty water off his body and his hat, now completely drenched in unbearably cold water sagged over his head. Bobbery was just about ready to burst in such a situation.
"B-B...BLAST IT! BLAST IT ALL!" the admiral shouted out in pure rage as he still, rapidly shivered due to the cold temperature he was up against, "Will this misery ever come to an end?!"
"If only. If only~." Those were the only thoughts that flew through this area. It especially came from a fragile, yet strong-hearted admiral that was trying to push through this miserable, bitter area. The swerving bob-omb just about had it with these unfriendly, winter conditions.
"C-C-Confound it!" the old bob-omb started, as he stuttered and shivered in the unfriendly weather, "Confound these blasted weathers! For Cortez's s-sake, why must the sea and weather be cold-hearted at such a time?!"
If there was anything that Bobbery would wish for at such a time, it would be to travel on the seas. Not on cold solid ones to set foot on, but the shining, blue currents that would simply blow any ship through. It wasn't the case for a time like this. In fact, this was the last thing the admiral desired for such an area.
Suddenly, with a quick hop across a thin layer of ice, hoping to avoid slipping, Bobbery's impact crashed through the ice and it shattered right bellow his blue feet. And just like that, he fell into the freezing waters. As he did so, he moved recklessly in the frigid waters hoping to make his way out. As he did, after some time of annoyance and effort, he sputtered and shook the frosty water off his body and his hat, now completely drenched in unbearably cold water sagged over his head. Bobbery was just about ready to burst in such a situation.
"B-B...BLAST IT! BLAST IT ALL!" the admiral shouted out in pure rage as he still, rapidly shivered due to the cold temperature he was up against, "Will this misery ever come to an end?!"
Here. Lemme show you the Riki dance.