
Through the Storm
Bad weather. Good direction. Same expression.
Where calm is a superpower and explosions are a lifestyle.
About Bobbo
A deadpan blob who treats every disaster like a Tuesday. Bobbo wanders into something beautiful, something explosive, or both — and leaves with the same expression he arrived with.

Whitewater. Same face.

Stargazing. Zero awe.

City lights. Still blank.

Hang-gliding. Unimpressed.
Field notes
Just the disasters they've already walked into looking like that.

Bad weather. Good direction. Same expression.
Hang with Bobbo while the disasters keep rolling in.