#!bubble

“Hello, Bubbleman here.” “Just letting you guys know that we’re bringing the profiles pages down for some refurbishing. Lots of stuff changed after a year, yup.” “It’s going to take a while to arrange, process and upload all of our introductions. When it’s up, you guys will be notified by a new post!” “Regular activities will continue as usual. No worries there.”

Species wise, Woopers are known for their placid nature. Yet for every one that confirmed the stereotype, there would be one who defied it. This tiny amphibian glared at the ball with the intensity that could rival a star. “Alright Mister Sun. It’s time to settle our SCORE! Showdown! YOU! VERSUS! ME! ARE YOU READY???” The ball remained silent, but she didn’t care. “Taaaaaake this!” She lunged at the ball and kicked it up into the air. “And this! And this! And this and this and this--” So this energetic little one continued to juggle the soccer ball in the air. Headbutts, tail smacks, kicks: anything goes in her imaginary epic battle against the ‘Sun’.

( django-the-dark-sun ) It’s well known to fishermen that some fish are more active at night. Humans tend to stay away from night fishing for safety and visibility reasons, but for robots it’s fair game. Plus, never hurt to have some campfire fun at the beach. Bubbleman set the bait and cast it into the water. Time to see if there are any of such fishes close to shore. If none, he will need to swim. Snakeman set up the camp itself. Built the campfire, checked the condiment box, and made sure the ice box was cold to bring the extra catches back home. Mumu was fired up. As usual. Maybe it was all the chilli peppers she ate, maybe it’s just her fiery Polywrath blood running through her. Together with Matilda, they dug into the sand to search for crabs and isopods. “Oy kidsss!” Snake said. “Don’t go too far! And watch out fer the forest!” Matilda yipped back in acknowledgement of her father’s words. One my never know if a predator lurked in the bushes. For these small pokemon, a common house cat can become a deadly threat. Flames consumed the tinder, slowly climbing upwards into the firewood. “Got the fire up, Bubs. What about you?” The line began to twitch. “I think I got a catch.” When Bubble reeled it in, he fished out a nice big prawn. “Nice. Let’s put this in the icebox--” Snake’s glare darted into the dark forest. He reached a palm out to Bubble, a signal for him to remain still and quiet. An unknown presence on the island, a clause to be suspicious. Hostile? Friendly? He doesn’t know. And that’s why he must stay cautious. “...Ah know ya be in there. Show yerself.”

Bubble said, “Yep. I’ve showered with many of my bros before. We have a communal bath, but not everyone uses it. Metal doesn’t because he’s too shy. Crash don’t. Now for bigger reasons since she’s a girl.”

Shadow said, “I’ve tried once, but that was my first and last time. Rather drink sacrificial chocolate than to smoke that again.”Bubble blinked. “Sacrificial chocolate...?”“Mayan Xocolātl. Ra Moon can’t drink that, so I had the duty of finishing it.”Heat added: “Contrary to popular image, I don’t smoke. Flash does though.”

Bubbleman packed it all in a box for Heat’s forge. Free bubble wrap for the warehouse!

Shadow looks at Snake. Snake looks at Heat. Heat looks at Bubble. Bubble looks back at Shadow.The Bubble said: “Provided he could navigate Starman’s theme park without getting run over by a bike for once.”“I concur,” Snake nodded.Jim chuckled. “I guess he’s going to be in the running gag position for now.”