Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170312190004/@comment-31049256-20170319213759

"There's a method to his madness," Rita says as she floats next to him, "he'll be much easier to dry off and re-clothed when he returns. Though I'm sure that's not why he did it, hehe."

"W-w-wait," Kittycut studded, "What's g-goin on? Why'd y-ya throw yer stuff in t-too?"

Meanwhile in the pond Baku pulls himself along with the stones that line the bottom. Ahead he spies Sheba's bracelet, and he quickly scoops it up and paddles away to his next target. The cold water hurts his eyes and drains his energy as he continues.

[Gods damn it, fergot ta put on my goggles] he thinks as he paddles, heading to where Penelope's crown likely was.

He crests a small hill, oy to have it dip sharply on the opposite side. He follows it down to descove a large selection of feminine footwear and trinkets where Penelope's crown should be.

[Well...shit.]