Scenario:Abby - Bobo the Deity

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Bobo the Deity

Weary from fighting countless monsters on her search for Bobo, Abby almost collapses. As the crew rests, Abby talks about how Bobo rescued her when she was a small child.



Back in the forest where Bobo ran away, (Captain) and company are searching high and low. They peer behind every tree and peek into every cave.
They look and look, and hours rush by, but still there is no bear. Only monsters.
Monsters: Grrr!
Abby: Wanna stay in one piece? Then out of my way!
Monsters: Grk!
Vyrn: More monsters? Man, these woods are swarming with them. And they aren't making the bear-hunt any easier, that's for sure.
Abby: Pant, pant... They can come all they like. I'll just keep cutting 'em down... Now, come on. We gotta find Bobo...
Lyria: Um... I think we should rest for a little.
Abby: We don't have time for that.
Vyrn: But we searched and monster-pummeled from sunup to sundown. We can't keep this up forever.
Vyrn: And you've been breathing hard for a while now. I vote that we listen to Lyria and take a—
Abby: I said we don't have time!
Vyrn: ...
Abby: This whole day, all these long hours... Bobo's been out there alone!
Abby: What if he's starving or hurt, and he can't move?
Abby: Or what if... what if something even worse has happened to him! And all you want to do is rest!
Abby: Come on... We have to... find him...
The girl sways and begins to swoon towards the ground. But (Captain) springs forward, and Abby lands in the captain's arms.
  1. Abby!


Choose: Abby!

Abby: (Captain)... Thank you.
Lyria: Are you all right?
Abby: Just got hit with a dizzy spell... Nothing to worry about...
Lyria: There's plenty to worry about! You need to rest, Abby! It doesn't have to be for long.
Lyria: But you can't keep pushing yourself like this! If you collapse, how are you going to find Bobo!
Abby: Lyria...
Abby: You're right. Guess I'll... sit down for a bit...
Abby: Hey, Vyrn? Sorry I snapped at you back there...
Vyrn: Heh. Don't let it bother you. You were just worried about Bobo, right? I ain't the smartest dragon around, but I get that much.
Vyrn: Anyway, all you should be thinking about right now is food! 'Cause the best cure for burnout is something yummy in your tummy!
Abby: Okay...
The crew lays Abby to rest gently against a tree. Then they set up camp, all the while speaking kindly to the girl.
Lyria: Sit tight, okay? I'm going to make you some nutritious vegetable soup!
Abby: Vegetable soup?
Abby: You know, something like this happened before... Once upon a time.
Vyrn: Once upon a time? What? What happened?
Abby: Um, well...
Abby begins to tell her tale, her voice soft and small like an echo out of the past.
Abby: This is the story of how I met Bobo, a long time ago now.
Abby: When I was little, I got lost in the woods. I couldn't find my mom or dad.
Abby: My first thought was, "My very first solo adventure? Oh boy!" I was just jumping with excitement. But as the hours passed by, my steps got heavier and heavier...
Little Abby: Waaah....
Little Abby: Mommy... Daddy... Where are you? Sniff...
Abby: I was so lonely, all I could do was hug myself and cry. But then a big, fuzzy shape came rustling out of the woods.
Bobo: Bobo. (Now, what's all this ruckus about?)
Abby: It was Bobo, of course. Carrying what musta been a whole garden of vegetables in his arms.
Little Abby: Sniff... Mr. Bear?
Bobo: Bo? Bo! (A kid? What are you doing, all alone in the woods? Oh. Now, don't be scared. I'm a vegetarian!)
Little Abby: ...?
Little Abby: Eep...
Bobo: Bobo. (Sounds like your stomach's starting to complain. Sigh... Well, I can't let a kid starve.)
Bobo: Bobo! (How'd you like some fresh-picked vegetables? Oh, wait. Tiny humans can't eat food straight from the earth...)
Bobo: Bobo. (Now, wait there. I'll boil these in hot water for you.)
Abby: As Bobo stood over the fire and stirred, a delicious smell started drifting through the trees.
Abby: The soup was hot, and it tasted of kindness... It warmed my belly and my heart.
Little Abby: Whew! I'm stuffed!
Bobo: Bobo! (Well, look who's full of life again! I'm glad that soup did you some good.)
Little Abby: Hey, Mr Fluffypaws? What's your real name?
Bobo: Bo? Bobo. (My name? Well, I don't know. I never gave it any thought.)
Little Abby: Oh, so you're Bobo! My name's Abby, by the way.
Bobo: Bobo! (Hey, wait a minute! That's not my name. It's just how I speak!)
Little Abby: Hehe. Bobo! Thank you!
Bobo: Bo. (Oh well... You're very welcome, Abby.)
Abby: Then he came and sat next to me. And together, we waited for Mom and Dad.
Abby: After that, Bobo and I became fast friends. And I was never alone ever again.
Lyria: What a beautiful story...
Abby: You know... It's only 'cause Bobo cheered me up when I was alone and crying in the woods...
Abby: That I was able to grow into the person I am today.
Vyrn: Big guy with a soft heart, huh?
Lyria: So he's not only your best friend... He saved you, in more ways than one.
Abby: Yep.
Abby: And now it's my turn.
Abby: Rain or shine, near or far... I'm gonna find you, Bobo.
Abby thrusts out her chin and stiffens her upper lip. Looking at her resolute face, the crew promise in their hearts that they will see girl and bear reunited.

Bobo the Deity: Scene 2

Bobo wakes in an unfamiliar village, whose inhabitants treat him like royalty. But when Bobo tries at last to return to Abby, the villagers shoot him with an all too familiar arrow.



That very same day, Bobo opens his eyes and finds himself in an unfamilar place...
Surrounded by unfamiliar people.
Villager 1: Oh, thank goodness. It seems that accursed wound has healed up nicely.
Villager 1: But perhaps you're feeling a bit warm? Please, allow me to fan you.
Bobo: Bobo... (Well, uh... Thank you...)
Villager 2: And I shall give you a massage. Come now. Relax your muscles.
Bobo: Bobo... Bobo. (Huh? This... feels amazing! I'm in heaven.)
Villager 2: We've also prepared fresh vegetables for you. They should be here shortly.
Bobo: Bo! (Vegetables? Never has anything sounded so sweet to my ears. I was just starting to get hungry!)
The strangers welcome Bobo and pamper him.
Bobo: Bobo. (Hm... I still haven't got my bearings, but...)
Bobo: Bobo. (I guess these folks saved me.)
Bobo: Bobo. (They tended to my wounds, and they treat me like royalty.)
Bobo: Bobo! (This is the kindest village in all the skies!)
Villager 3: Dinner is served. Please enjoy!
Bobo: Bobo! (Thank you! Hah. It sure looks delicious!)
Bobo: Bo... (Well, time to...)
Villagers: Gulp...
As Bobo lifts one of the leafy greens to eat, he notices that the villagers are watching him with big round eyes. So he listens and hears that their stomachs are growling.
Then he looks and sees that their arms and legs are very thin and that their cheeks are hollow.
Bobo: Bobo. (Wait... Was this your supper?)
Bobo: Bobo. (Then... I can't accept this. Listen, your kindness has given me strength enough.)
Bobo: Bobo... (Split it amongst yourselves. Come on. You're hungry, right?)
Villager 1: What? Do you mean... to break bread with us?
Villager 2: Oh, generous, giving soul! If this is the heart of a beast, then all the peoples of the sky have much to learn.
Villager 3: But we'll be fine, I promise. Please, eat and don't trouble yourself.
Villagers: Please, we beg you!
Bobo: Bobo. (Well... If you insist...)
The sun sets and rises and sets again. And still, every day, the villagers treat Bobo like a king.
Indeed, for almost a week now, Bobo has not had to eat a bug, or fight a monster, or do anything that he didn't want to.
Bobo: Bobo... (Sweet paradise...)
Bobo: Bobo. (I'd like to live here in peace—for the rest of my days...)
Little Abby: Waaah....
Bobo: Bo! (No... How could I think that!)
Bobo: Bobo! (H-how many days has it been! I have to go home!)
Villager 1: My word. Whatever is the matter?
Villager 2: Surely you don't mean to leave us?
Bobo: Bo! (I do! I can't stay here forever!)
Bobo: Bobo... (There's someone waiting for me. She can't understand a word I say, and she's always stroking my fur the wrong way... But she's special to me!)
Bobo: Bobo! (I won't forget you though! You nursed me back to health. And I promise I'll come back and return the favor!)
Villager 3: This won't do at all.
The villager shakes his head and casts a rope, snaring poor Bobo's feet.
Bobo: Bo! (Agh!)
Bobo: Bobo. (What do you think you're doing?)
Villager 2: You are destined to be our savior... We mustn't let such a valued and honored guest escape.
Bobo: Bobo! (What's going on... There's something off about the look in your eyes!)
Bobo: Bobo! (Untie me! Don't make me give you the ol' haymaker!)
Villager 1: Get him!
Villager 2: Grit your teeth!
Bobo: Bo! (What!)
Bobo: Bo... Bo... (Urgh... This... arrow...)
Bobo: Bo? (What?)
Bobo: Bo... Bo? (An arrow? Was I... shot?)
Bobo: Bobo. (You... were the ones who shot me.)
Villagers: ...
Bobo: Bo... (Why...? What do you want? Guh...)
But the arrow does its work quickly and soon, for Bobo, all is dark again.

Bobo the Deity: Scene 3

Abby and the crew arrive to find the villagers about to cook Bobo. Bobo cries out for help, and Abby, understanding his words, notices his wounds. Furious, she raises her axe above the villagers, but Bobo leaps in to shield them.



Bobo: Bo... (Urgh...)
Bobo: Bo... Bo? (What... What happened?)
Villager 1: Ah, you've awakened. Lovely. We've only just finished preparations, you know.
Bobo: Bobo! (You! That's right... There's a score to settle—wait. What do you mean, preparations?)
Bobo perks his ears and hears a great gurgling and burbling. Then he lifts his eyes and sees a big cauldron, with steam rising off the top.
Bobo: Bobo... (You planning on feeding me vegetable soup? Thanks, but I've had enough of your hospitality to last a lifetime...)
Bobo: Bo. (Huh? There's nothing solid in the pot.)
Villager 3: Finally, the hour has come... for our salvation.
Villager 1: Oh, thank you... Thank you!
Bobo: Bo... (Wait. What are you...)
The villagers hoist the bear onto their shoulders, and he sits atop them in his cocoon of ropes.
They begin a slow march. As they draw nearer and nearer to the cauldron, a realization creeps into Bobo's mind like a shadow.
Bobo: Bobooo! (I'm going into the pot? You want to eat me?)
Villager 2: Oh, thank you... Thank you!
Bobo: Boo! Booo! (Hold your horses! No! Stop!)
Villager 3: Oh, thank you... Thank you!
Bobo: Bo... Bo... (The steam... It's stifling... I can't hold on... much longer...)
Bobo: Boo... Booo... (I can't talk to them... And I can't move... Guess... this is the end...)
Abby: What's that? You feeling sluggish, Bobo?
Abby: Well, I know just the thing to get you bright-eyed and bushy-tailed!
Abby: Ta-dah! A full course of the finest bugs a net can catch. They're deliciously nutritious! Snared 'em just for you, Bobo!
Abby: All righty, Bobo! Kinda awkward doing this with all these people watching but... here comes the choo-choo train!
Bobo: Bo... (Wish I'd... just eaten them... Sorry... Abby...)
Hope leaves him. Slowly, Bobo stops struggling.
The villagers lift their burden high over the cauldron...
???: Stooop!
Villager 1: Gasp! What's that?
A giant axe comes flying and hits the giant pot. With a ringing crash, it overturns and the water splashes everywhere.
Villager 2: Ahh! Watch out! It's hot!
Bobo: Bo... Bo... (This voice... And that axe...)
Abby: Don't eat Bobooo! Or you'll eat my aaaxe!
Bobo: Bobo! (Abby!)
Abby: Bobo!
Bobo: Boobooo! (Please! Save me!)
Abby: I gotcha!
Bobo: Bo! (She... She understood me!)
Abby: Hey, you slobbering sickos! Get away from Bobo!
Villagers: Ahhh!
Abby rushes to Bobo's side. She takes hold of his ropes in her small hands and, in a single movement, tears them apart with the strength of a gorilla.
Bobo: Bo... Bo... (You came for me...)
Bobo: Bobo? (But... how'd you know I was here?)
Abby: Away in the woods, I found some old bloodstains and tracks, like something heavy had been dragged along the ground.
Abby: It was all I had to go on, so I took a chance. Thank the skies I did... Sniff... Bobo...
Bobo: Bo... (Ah, right... Must've left them behind the first time they shot me.)
Abby: What? Bobo! No... You're hurt so bad!
Abby: How could they... How could you! Answer me!
Abby picks up her axe and walks towards the villagers, one slow step after another.
Abby: You hurt Bobo, and then you tried to cook him! Well, now I'll split you like logs and feed you to the fire!
Villager 1: Nooo! Please, have mercy!
Abby raises her axe above her head. It glints coldly beneath the sun. Slowly, it begins its downward arc and starts to gather speed...
But then... it stops.
Abby: Out of my way, Bobo! I'll make 'em pay!
Bobo: Bo! Bo! (No. I won't let you, Abby!)
Bobo stands between the villagers and the blade, shielding the very beasts that meant to kill him.

Bobo the Deity: Scene 4

Bobo convinces Abby to hear the villagers out, and she learns that they meant to sacrifice Bobo as part of a ritual to end famine. Realizing that all the game has been chased away, the crew banish the monsters from the woods and save the day. The two friends make up, but then somehow Abby loses her ability to speak Bobo.



Bobo: Bobo... (Come on... For once, we were seeing eye to eye. Don't tell me that was a coincidence.)
Bobo: Bobo. (You understand me, right? Please, listen to me!)
Abby: ...
Bobo: Bo! Bo! (Just think.. If all these folks wanted was bear stew, they would've boiled me a long time ago!)
Bobo: Bobo... (But they didn't. They took care of me!)
Bobo: Bobo! (They fed me! Even though—well, look at them! Just walking racks of skin and bone!)
Bobo: Bobo! (And, at the very end, they spoke about salvation... There has to be more to this story!)
Bobo: Bo! Bo! (Don't turn your back on them yet... Not when so much has been left unsaid...)
Bobo: Bobo! (Reach out to them, Abby! Like you reached out to me!)
Vyrn: Did you catch any of that?
Lyria: N-no... But it seems like he's desperately trying to protect the villagers.
Abby: ...
Bobo: Bo... (Please, Abby... You have to understand...)
Abby: Move, Bobo.
Bobo: Bobo! (Abby!)
Abby: Sigh...
Abby drives her axe down—straight into an empty plot of land.
Abby: Daaah!
Vyrn: Waaah! She's gonna split the island in half!
Abby: Pant... Pant...
Abby: Look... I put my axe down... So you can move, okay?
Bobo: Bobo. (Okay.)
Abby: ...
Villager 1: Eep...
Abby: Well? Explain yourselves. Why'd you try to eat Bobo?
Abby: Look, if what you say makes even half a lick of sense... Then you stay in one piece.
Villager 3: Er... You see...
Villager 3: Lately, all the game has gone from the woods...
Abby: So that's why you hurt Bobo?
Villager 1: N-no! Well, yes, but...
Villager 2: He wasn't our prey. He was an offering... to be eaten as part of a sacred ritual.
Abby: A ritual? What are you talking about?
Villager 2: There's a legend that's long been passed down in this village.
Villager 2: "In times of need, a bear shall appear in the forest. Trap him, but do not kill him—for this bear has been sent by the gods and is your savior."
Villager 2: "Instead, bring him back to your village and honor him. After several days, you shall eat him and free his spirit, which will return to the gods."
Villager 3: Then, it's said that spirit would speak to the gods of how we revere and celebrate beasts. Hearing this, the gods would be pleased and fill our woods again with living creatures.
Bobo: Bobo... (So that's why you cared for me, even though you had nothing to spare.)
Abby: Now that you mention it... I didn't see a single critter in those woods.
Vyrn: There were plenty of monsters though.
Lyria: Wait, monsters?
  1. Could that be it?


Choose: Could that be it?

Vyrn: Uh... Are you saying all these new monsters... scared the animals away?
Abby: Makes sense to me.
Abby: There was a forest Bobo and I used to play in when I was younger. One day, a whole bunch of monsters started popping up like toadstools.
Abby: Before we knew it, every other moving, breathing thing had run away.
Bobo: Bobo. (You're right... I remember that.)
Abby: Well, if that's the root of the problem, I can solve it with two swings of my axe! Cut down the monsters, and make room for the critters!
Abby: All righty! Let's get a move on, Bobo! Show 'em what those paws are made of!
Bobo: Bo! Bo! (Show 'em? Nah, they're gonna feel 'em!)
Vyrn: Heh! I still don't really get it, but let's go bash some monsters!
(Captain) and the crew leap into the woods and soon, monsters of all sorts are fleeing before them.
At last, when there are no more sinister eyes to be seen lurking behind rocks or among the trees, they march back to the village.
Abby: There! You'll all be hunting again by the end of the week!
Villager 1: I can't believe my ears! Oh, thank you! How can we ever repay you?
Villager 2: It seems the legends were true. Bobo, Abby... All of you. You really were our saviors.
Villager 3: Thank you... Thank you!
Bobo: Bobo! (Don't worry about it. I owe you for taking care of me anyway!)
Bobo: Bo... (Wait... But I also owe you for shooting me with that arrow...)
Abby: Aw, come on, Bobo! Don't overthink it! I see that mind of yours going a million miles a minute. We saved everyone, and that's what matters!
Abby: Plus, we found each other again! Hehe!
Bobo: Bobo. (You're right... We're together now. All's well that ends well, I guess!)
Lyria: Hehe.
And so a village is saved and a friendship mended—two giant birds gotten with one stone.
A few more days come and go...
A letter arrives at the Grandcypher.
It is from the villagers, describing woods overflowing with all kinds of animals and thanking the crew many, many times.
Abby: Hehe. Would you look at this, Bobo? They keep calling me their savior!
Bobo: Bobo! (They sure do. Says the same thing about me too! Hah-hah-hah!)
Lyria: Hehe. It looks like that letter really made your day!
Bobo: Bobo! (Well, it's not just the letter. Being able to talk with Abby is the greatest gift of all.)
Abby: Yep! You got that right, Bobo!
Bobo: Bo! (Finally... the nightmare's over. Never again will I feel like I'm talking to a crazy, axe-toting wall!)
Abby: All this commotion sure works up an appetite! You've been missing my home-cooked meals, haven't you?
Bobo: Bo? (Uh... What?)
Abby: Well! I've whipped you up a feast! It's chock full of your favorites, Bobo! Wriggly, squiggly... bugs!
Bobo: Bobo! (Are you hearing things again? Wait... No! Does this mean I can't talk to you?)
Abby: Come on! There's a choo-choo train coming for a very good bear! Get over here, Bobo!
Bobo: Bobo! (Stop! Shoot! It's no good! She doesn't understand me!)
Bobo: Boo! Booo! (Agh! Sour pickles! That's it! This time, I'm really through with you!)
Abby: Haha! I can't feed you if you're running, sillypaws!
Vyrn: Heh-heh! Just look at him jumping for joy. He musta really missed Abby's cooking. Good for you, big guy.
Lyria: Aha... ha...
All of the crew clap and laugh to see such fun.
Well, all except Bobo. In his heart, Bobo is crying and wondering when the nightmare will truly end...