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| 00029 | Mon, 31 Oct 2022 08:35:44 -0600 | Mon, 31 Oct 2022 08:35:44 -0600 | yes | yes |
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Gentle bears, there is no need to argue! Why can't there be two true bears of the ocean? For what its worth, I personally think the ocean doesn't have enough bears and could do with two strapping examples of true peak bearitude! The two of you should be working together to show the world how important bears are and how wonderful the sea is to have two. And the moon! Who's to say the moon doesn't also need two bears?
The only time I can ever think that a bear isn't needed is when it's calling itself Monokuma, once it's doing that you know you're in for a hell of a bad time. And since neither of you are it, I say we let this matter rest and declare this ocean two bears richer!
Corraidhin grips the innert dagger of Y'aml beneath his cloak, just in case. No need for a blood rush like last time, can't let daggers go mouthing off an all that. Or perhaps the ocean needs less bears, it's tempting, I wonder if Y'aml would react to bear blood..
The bears shudder at the mention of Monokuma. "Oh, such a dreadful bear," laments the tardigrade. "You mustn't mention him!"
"Indeed," agrees the merbear, "a discredit and an embarrassment to bears everywhere, at sea and on land!"
"Yes, this sea may be big enough for two bears, but not if one of them is HE!"
The merbear considers the tardigrade's words. "Hmm, two bears you say?" he ponders, giving the tardigrade a scrupulous side-eye. "Do you truly think so?"
"Now that you mention it, I don't see why not!" admits the tardigrade, gesturing broadly at the fathomless leagues of ocean all around you.
"You know what? What is the sky anyway if not a sea made of stars! The moon could indeed use two bears too, could it not?"
"It could indeed, Brother Bear!"
"Brother!"
The tardigrade and the merbear embrace. If you've never experienced the eight-armed hug of a water bear, well, then you don't know how soft and enveloping it is.
"Come, Brother!" cries the tardigrade suddenly. "We must begin our search at once! For what if there is a third Bear of the Sea yet to be discovered?"
"Another Brother of ours who doesn't know about us? Oh, I can't stand the thought!" sobs the merbear.
They swim away hand in hand, paragons of brotherly bear love. "Good luck and safe travels, interlopers!" calls the merbear to you over its shoulder. "If you ever end up on the moon," adds the tardigrade, laughing merrily, "say hello to Hap'n'stance for me!"
Suddenly, a disturbance! A perturbance of bubbles and a rush of current as massive amounts of water are displaced by inky black tentacles that shoot up from below! They reach! They grasp! One grabs the tardigrade around the middle. Another grabs the merbear by the tail. Both bears cry and reach for each other as they are ripped apart and pulled down below.
The tentacles grope around in the water, batting at you and threatening to pull you down too! They grab at your wrists and at your ankles!
WHAT DO YOU DO