Caveman Bob starts his day with the usual routine. Extremely quickly and swiftly jumps up grabbing his club and looking around ready to WHACK, but he is once again met with an empty cave besides his clubs, some crawlies, and stuff he finds around (plants probably).

He shoves a couple of crawlies in his mouth as well as some ground stuff he has eaten before.

Caveman Bob always gets confused by the green things everywhere (plants). Sometimes they taste good, sometimes they’re bland, and most times his stomach starts hurting later.

Thinking about hurting greens he feels most of his body hurting from the weird monster yesterday.

Caveman Bob takes a big club and leaves his cave thinking of places he may have seen a bigger stick before.

After much thought, Caveman Bob remembers an area with lots of slow bubbly ground (muddy /tar area).

He heads on over looking out for anything to fight and eat but meets nothing along the way.

Overlooking the muddy lands he tries to remember where a big white club was.

Not really remembering, Caveman Bob just goes for it.

Staying on roots and going up and between trees using vines when he could keep himself out of the mud.

Caveman Bob dislikes the slow ground and doesn’t feel safe since he can’t move as fast while in it, dumb slow ground.

Anytime he is on the slow ground and sinks a little he grunts then hits it a little.

Scouring the slow lands he sees lots of white clubs in the sticky ground, but not one big enough.

Having some experience with the sticky ground Caveman Bob makes sure to not go near it cause lots of big fluffy monsters got stuck and couldn’t get out.

Caveman Bob once saw a really big fluffy thing with pointy white clubs on its face get stuck in one of these, and no matter how much it wiggled and moved it couldn’t get out.

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He had seen some of those in action before, even painted some in his cave to remember. (He likes to put things he should remember on the walls like strong monsters or greens to eat.)

Those big fluffy things were strong, very strong. Caveman Bob wasn’t ready to fight one, but if he could get one of the pointy white clubs nothing could stop him.

Caveman Bob drools thinking of all the things he could eat with a big white club.

A snarling noise takes him out of it, quickly turning around he sees a fluffy monster on all fours just a little in front of him.

Caveman Bob grips his club, raises it above his head, and yells while running at the fluffy monster.

Having fought them before he knows that if he runs straight at it, it will run straight at him. Caveman Bob quickly closes the distance and is ready for the fluffy monster when it lunges at him.

With a strong overhead attack smacking the fluffy monster straight into the ground.

*Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack*

Caveman Bob whacks and whacks not stopping even when lots of the red stuff comes out and only when he can see white club stuff.

Coming to his senses Caveman Bob’s eyes dart around as he looks and listens for more fluffy monsters cause these ones don’t usually move alone.

Seeing nothing, he grabs some of the good meat (brain) from its head and munches on it savoring every bite.

He uses a small white club to help get some of the good meat out of his mouth (imagine toothpicking teeth with a bone.)

Caveman Bob lays there for a while and enjoys the meal and fight he just had.

Eventually, he reminds himself why he’s here grabs his club, and continues the search.

Caveman Bob stumbles upon exactly what he was looking for, and he stares into a pit with two larges white pointy clubs sticking out of the sticky ground.

Now how will Caveman Bob get the big clubs out of the sticky ground?

Upon reaching out he can barely grab onto it and even using all his force it barely moves.

In anguish, Caveman Bob does what he does best.

*Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack*

After whacking for a while Caveman Bob gets a little winded and sits down really trying to think how to get big white club.

Thinking another white club could break this one he gets a white club from the furry monster he ate earlier.

Smiling proud of his thinking he readies small white club to attack big white club.

*Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack* *Whack*

As he continues his relentless attacks he can hear cracks beginning to form in the big white club and starts hitting with more ferocity.

Out of nowhere he is attacked from behind and pushed into the sticky ground.

Quickly before touching it, Caveman Bob grabs the big white club clinging to it tightly before turning to his attacker.

Another furry monster like earlier is on all fours staring at him and that’s it just stands there waiting for Caveman Bob to try and get back to normal ground.

Caveman Bob doesn’t know what to do. It has fought many Furry monsters like that one but his club is in the sticky ground and if he jumps he’ll get eaten.

What will Caveman Bob do?