TwilightVestige

"'That chip you've got is tainted with rancor; to you I task to slip it to Clanker.'"  Piddles echoed Gruntilda's words aloud to herself as she paced the walkway towards the Seaside, examining the cursed object in her grasp. It was truly a malicious thing, but its appearance was not what plagued the girl's thoughts. "Clanker, the…whatever he's classified as, is in town? How'd he get here? And… where would he even fit?" The answer was quite clear as she came upon the beach. The gargantuan beast lay surprisingly in one piece along the banking, aged and worn eyes struggling to view the surrounding area. Piddles almost gagged at t

 The duo soon found themselves tumbling out of the portal and into the unforgiving, cold water of the Seaside. Feeling his feet touch bottom, Banjo sprang to the surface, clearing his throat and lungs with a cough. This had never happened before. With Kazooie’s help, Banjo scrambled ashore, and shook the water from his fur, chilled. “Whew, why is it so cold? It’s July,” he inquired aloud. Kazooie flapped her wings a bit to shake the water out, “Think the fact that it's overcast have anything to do with it?” On that note, Banjo looked up, noticing the ceiling of clouds above them. No sunlight came through. T