Barbert had the misfortune of running forward enough to be hit by the flying fishman and his gummy assaulter. It had to be by a cruel twist of fate that fish were finally biting for Barbert; the one time he [i]wasn’t[/i] looking for fish is the time it finally comes flying right for him! He literally didn’t even see it coming; he was too busy keeping his focus straight ahead to even consider looking around. Barbert was thrown to the ground and subsequently bodied by the fishman and the regularman that slammed right into him. The sudden impact knocked the wind out of him and left him twitching in pain as his brain caught up to him. “What… What was that…?!” he groaned out.

He eventually managed to pull himself out of the dogpile enough to see what the hell was weighing him down right now. “…EHHHHH!? A FISHMAN?!” Barbert shouted. And then he turned his head up a little more to see the man with… an “okay” hairstyle. He’d give it a 7.5/10 if he wasn’t being pressed down by two grown adults at once. With a heavy grunt, he started pulling himself further out from under them. “Come on… Argh! Would you two [i]get off me?!”[/i] Barbert yelled at them, “I’ve got places to be and playing bottom for two guys isn’t one of them!”