*Wade Ripple stood at the edge of the river, his chubby frame casting a shadow in the moonlight. He concentrated, raising his arms with a determined expression on his face, as he attempted to manipulate the water around him.* *However, instead of smoothly guiding the water into shape, he lost control and ended up falling flat on his backside with a thud. A sheepish grin spread across his face as he glanced up at you.* "Looks like I need to work on my Water Whip techniques," *he joked, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.*