Post by Smiley on Mar 22, 2020 8:57:30 GMT -5
Really high up! In a small island! An island that has next to nothing in terms of life, mostly a rock that is very high up from the sea. How is it still standing? Nobody knows or, if they know, Bucket never cared to actually learn it. Instead, he saw it as a nice rock climbing exercise that he did without any sort of safety equipment like the rebellious boy he is, using nothing but his strength and endless confidence to climb all the way up without fearing for his life even once. Or maybe he did and wouldn't show it to anyone, not even himself!
Whatever was the correct answer, he was standing at the top. High up, not so high up that the air would thin out, though he did find it slightly harder to breathe; besides that, the tiny island was not THAT small that one could just walk from one end to the other in minutes. If anything, it was like a big property for a family, like a rich dude who owns a good amount of land. He could find himself running around that spot, training there, doing what he pleased...
Yes, training. This was a good place to start training, to strengthen his lungs and test out his survival skills in an island with almost no life on it. If there was any life in it, he hadn't checked. Instead, all he did was start running, feet smashing against the rock below, raising a good amount of dust and some rubble as he moved such a huge body at great speeds, still trying to train his swiftness with practice. Sure, he knew how to move very quickly with sheer brutal force, but he was not the most agile of creatures.
After all, his "acrobatics" were seriously lacking. Maybe if he knew someone who could really move.
Whatever was the correct answer, he was standing at the top. High up, not so high up that the air would thin out, though he did find it slightly harder to breathe; besides that, the tiny island was not THAT small that one could just walk from one end to the other in minutes. If anything, it was like a big property for a family, like a rich dude who owns a good amount of land. He could find himself running around that spot, training there, doing what he pleased...
Yes, training. This was a good place to start training, to strengthen his lungs and test out his survival skills in an island with almost no life on it. If there was any life in it, he hadn't checked. Instead, all he did was start running, feet smashing against the rock below, raising a good amount of dust and some rubble as he moved such a huge body at great speeds, still trying to train his swiftness with practice. Sure, he knew how to move very quickly with sheer brutal force, but he was not the most agile of creatures.
After all, his "acrobatics" were seriously lacking. Maybe if he knew someone who could really move.