[Yakko was mid-song when he hit the water. a series of gurgling bubbles float up to the top of the Bay and as they pop, the notes come warbling out, though they're a little watery from the landing. he surfaces a moment later, tossing his head back like a swimsuit model and shaking out his ears. his poor Jackalope is not so lucky, and its antlers bob just above the waves]
You're not a pool toy.
[he grabs it by the antlers and hauls it out. it splutters a bit and kicks its hind legs in protest]
Oh come on, the song wasn't that bad. Besides, how else was I supposed to relay the history of whaling and make it enter--
[and then he realizes he's not where he was.]
-- taining. Heeeeey, this isn't the Studio water tank set! Brrr...
[icicles are starting to form on his ears, and he's turning a little blue. maybe you're splashing down next to him?]
⦿ Are We There Yet?
Now this is more like it! A road trip!
[he tried to call shotgun, but Archimedes gave him a withering look and hustled him into the carriage proper with the rest of his group. now he's curled up in his blanket like a burrito, only peeking out from his little red nose up, watching everyone excitedly for a moment as he gets over his shivers. it doesn't take him long to warm up, and soon enough he siiiiidles over to the nearest person and gets right up in their bubble, craaaaning his neck to look at their device]
Hi. Whatcha doin'?
Snowball Fight!!
Yakko seems to be taking to kinetic magic like a fish to water ... very shallow water. He's flinging snowballs with broad, zippy arm gestures in a Very Obvious Imitation of a certain iconic mousy sorcerer, but instead of hitting their marks, most of them are exploding mid-flight into multi-colored flurries. Those that do hit have a strange elastic effect, squashing on impact like slime or bread dough. They're still plenty cold, though...
Yakko Warner | Animaniacs
[Yakko was mid-song when he hit the water. a series of gurgling bubbles float up to the top of the Bay and as they pop, the notes come warbling out, though they're a little watery from the landing. he surfaces a moment later, tossing his head back like a swimsuit model and shaking out his ears. his poor Jackalope is not so lucky, and its antlers bob just above the waves]
You're not a pool toy.
[he grabs it by the antlers and hauls it out. it splutters a bit and kicks its hind legs in protest]
Oh come on, the song wasn't that bad. Besides, how else was I supposed to relay the history of whaling and make it enter--
[and then he realizes he's not where he was.]
-- taining. Heeeeey, this isn't the Studio water tank set! Brrr...
[icicles are starting to form on his ears, and he's turning a little blue. maybe you're splashing down next to him?]
⦿ Are We There Yet?
Now this is more like it! A road trip!
[he tried to call shotgun, but Archimedes gave him a withering look and hustled him into the carriage proper with the rest of his group. now he's curled up in his blanket like a burrito, only peeking out from his little red nose up, watching everyone excitedly for a moment as he gets over his shivers. it doesn't take him long to warm up, and soon enough he siiiiidles over to the nearest person and gets right up in their bubble, craaaaning his neck to look at their device]
Hi. Whatcha doin'?
Snowball Fight!!
Yakko seems to be taking to kinetic magic like a fish to water ... very shallow water. He's flinging snowballs with broad, zippy arm gestures in a Very Obvious Imitation of a certain iconic mousy sorcerer, but instead of hitting their marks, most of them are exploding mid-flight into multi-colored flurries. Those that do hit have a strange elastic effect, squashing on impact like slime or bread dough. They're still plenty cold, though...