Ravoo &

/ Speedboat / Sea
The speedboat was traversing the waves of the ocean remarkably well, so Ravoo left it on full throttle so he could grab some food from his fur. While feeling all his fish, deciding which one would be best for consumption, he heard someone scream "
Stop teasing me!"
Obviously, the voice Ravoo heard earlier wasn't his imagination.
Perhaps one of those masks is complaining... He thought to himself, as he pulled out the intact oddly colored half of the mask. To his surprise, what looked to be Pravo, with the exception of vivid pearlescent red/black colored hair, was clinging to the mask.
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What you doing here Pravo?" Ravoo asked.
"
I'm not Pravo, my name is Ovarp." Ovarp said, with an eery smile.
"
You are Oprah? Why is you here Oprah?"
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No, my name is Ovarp. I'm here because you brought me here."
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Me did not do such thing, Oprah, unless you was inside fish."
"
Fine, you may call me Oprah, but as much as I love the feeling of my arms being torn off, I need them. So set me down."
"
Just let go masky thing."
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It's my 'masky thing' I'm not letting go. You'll just have to deal with it."
Ravoo swatted Oprah off the mask and stuffed it back into his fur. "
Me has deal with it."
"
Ooo... Fiesty one!" Said Oprah, looking like she was enjoying herself.