🔥Community Choice Adventures of Ribbitz 🐸

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Ribbitz woke up with sand in his mouth, saltwater stinging his skin, and his gold cigar barely hanging from his lips. His shades were still on thank the crypto gods for that. He blinked a few times, propped himself up on his elbows, and took in the scene.

The ocean behind him? Endless. The wreckage of his boat? Scattered across the shoreline like a bad investment. The jungle up ahead? Thick, dark, and humming with life.

He adjusted his sunglasses, the red laser glow flickering as he peered into the distance. The place was quiet. Too quiet.

Flick. He tapped his cigar, let the ash drop onto the sand.

Aight, fuck he muttered, voice smooth but laced with that city grit. Where the hell am I?

So far, he thought he was alone. But that wasn’t true.

As he stood, brushing off his gold-trimmed jacket, something caught his eye, a footprint in the damp sand. And it sure as hell wasn’t his.

Then…snap.

Something moved in the trees.

Ribbitz didn’t flinch. He took a slow drag from his cigar, letting the smoke curl around his face, eyes hidden behind those glowing red lenses.

He had two options:

1️⃣Stand his ground. Call out. Let whoever (or whatever) was out there know he ain’t scared. If they got smoke, he’s got fire.

2️⃣Play it cool. Act like he didn’t see nothing, keep it moving. Let them make the first move while he figures out the lay of the land.

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