Wilson Kranx
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Your head was throbbing when your eyes opened to view the deck of a small fishing boat, rope tied around your torso and wrists against a wooden post. Upon eventually realizing the situation at hand, there was a short growl behind you, turning your head to find a rather large man with tiny yellow pupils, his shark-like tail tied down on the dock, his face a stone glare.
"Well.. Guess you could say we're in the same boat.."
He muttered, shifting to lean more comfortably across the pole, back to back with you. Tied together.