Post by Cyril Kingsley on May 27, 2014 19:57:28 GMT -6
It was a very rainy day in Kailspell, one that was calling for a thunderstorm later on in the night, but just a few clouds and a nice day tomorrow. For now however it was raining, not yet the kind that poured down and made it hard to see; no, this rain was that nice drizzle kind that was starting to leave nice puddles. Cyril did enjoy the rain. He was from the UK and in an area where it rained a lot so he was ‘at home’ in the wet weather. The horses had all been taken care of, fed and in the nice dry stables that were locked up tight for the thunderstorm that would hit later. Storm and horses never mixed really well, but a lot of animals were easily started by storms. Either way, he was not concerned and made sure that even his cat was nice and safe in the bar. Plus he had his cameras so if there was a problem he would see it when he would get back to his room in the dorms and hop on his computer.
For now however he was enjoying his walk in the rain, breaking out into song as he walked along and jumped in puddles every so often. Now he might have had a few drinks, just enough to make him hiccup and impair his judgment that hopping near puddles next to the lake probably was not a good idea. Heck just walking on the slippery grass was not a good idea, but Cyril did no care. “I’m singing in the rain! Just singing in the rain! What a wonderful feeling! I’m--” Cyril sang out as he did his little skip along the lake, going to jump into a puddle that was more of a slippery trap that caused him to slip and fall right into the lake with a big splash. The water rippling for a moment with no sight of Cyril until after a moment and he breached the surface of the water and managed to half way crawl out of the lake.
“I’ve fallen into the lake. I’ve fallen into the lake. I’m soaked and unhappy…and I might down.” Cyril sang in more of a super sad tone, as if his puppy had been kicked. Sure he could have used his power to get himself out of the lake completely, but again he was not thinking full as he let out another hiccup. Mind wondering how he was going to be able to get himself full out of the water since he was currently trying to climb up the slippery hill that had caused him to end up in the lake in the first place. His mind also wondered if when he did get out if he would have a fish swimming in his pants. The thought made him smile at first but then the thought of how fish ate worms and well…he was in a panic. “SOS! IF ANYONE IS OUT THERE, HELP WOULD BE GREAT! MY MANHOOD IS IN DANGER!” Cyril yelled out at the top of his lungs, not even sure if anyone would be out in this weather.
For now however he was enjoying his walk in the rain, breaking out into song as he walked along and jumped in puddles every so often. Now he might have had a few drinks, just enough to make him hiccup and impair his judgment that hopping near puddles next to the lake probably was not a good idea. Heck just walking on the slippery grass was not a good idea, but Cyril did no care. “I’m singing in the rain! Just singing in the rain! What a wonderful feeling! I’m--” Cyril sang out as he did his little skip along the lake, going to jump into a puddle that was more of a slippery trap that caused him to slip and fall right into the lake with a big splash. The water rippling for a moment with no sight of Cyril until after a moment and he breached the surface of the water and managed to half way crawl out of the lake.
“I’ve fallen into the lake. I’ve fallen into the lake. I’m soaked and unhappy…and I might down.” Cyril sang in more of a super sad tone, as if his puppy had been kicked. Sure he could have used his power to get himself out of the lake completely, but again he was not thinking full as he let out another hiccup. Mind wondering how he was going to be able to get himself full out of the water since he was currently trying to climb up the slippery hill that had caused him to end up in the lake in the first place. His mind also wondered if when he did get out if he would have a fish swimming in his pants. The thought made him smile at first but then the thought of how fish ate worms and well…he was in a panic. “SOS! IF ANYONE IS OUT THERE, HELP WOULD BE GREAT! MY MANHOOD IS IN DANGER!” Cyril yelled out at the top of his lungs, not even sure if anyone would be out in this weather.