Grønvold vs The Kraken, round 1

[VattghernCZ 983]

While most of the league was enjoying Halloween with their families, or at various events and parties, Grønvold had other plans. Even though on the surface, no one would have guessed so. During the short time off, he organised a Halloween party on his ship he had purchased last Summer. Nothing suspicious here.

 

But Grønvold's true intention was to make head start in the pursue of his mortal enemy, his arch nemesis, The Kraken. 

 

"Man, where we heading?" asked John Jameson @Frank in his Banshee costume, which was often mistaken for Samara from The Ring.

 

"Don't worry about it," replied Grønvold, adjusting the massive head of his sperm whale costume. "There's more pilsner in the cooler downstair, dad brought some from Czechia."

 

"Good enough for me, pal" said Jameson and left Grønvold alone at the helm. That was easy, though Grønvold. But damn, it's getting chilly here at the Labrador sea. Still, the reports of the Kraken sighting couldn't have lied.

 

And lie they did not. Watching the sonar screen, Grønvold soon spotted the enormous shape and he immediately knew the time has come.

 

"Hey, Bouchy @Gaikoku-hito, keep her still, I'm going for a swim!" shouted Grønvold at Pierre Emile Bouchard, before realizing Bouchard had had too much Chūhai to even hear him. "I got her, you go," laid Leonard Triller @Triller his hand on Grønvold's shoulder.

 

Everyone remembers Grønvold grabbing a harpoon and jumping in the ice cold water, in his full sperm whale costume. No one knows what happened under the surface, but Grønvold re-appeared about an hour later, the costume torn apart and the harpoon missing.

 

Grønvold didn't speak a word for the rest of the party, but switched from beer to slivovice.

 

1-0 for The Kraken. Being too drunk, Grønvold forgot to put the GPS tracker in the harpoon bolt.

Edited November 3 by VattghernCZ