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| ♥ treize | Jul 9 2011, 02:49 PM Post #16 | |||||||||
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ZAFT Council Member
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Three people were not going to the water park today. Three people had seemingly lost their invitations while in line or at least they claimed to. They had said that they brought it and that they were friends of StarZune. They said they could prove it if they could see StarZune. The bouncers had heard this strategy and were as rigid and unmoving as a cop is when someone has taken a box of donuts hostage. Except these guards were not nervous just steadfast that these three people were not going to the water park today. Kove on the other hand could’ve gone to the water park three times. He only needed one invitation to get in and so only supplied one. He chose the one with the best name on the invitation. If he was going to gate crash he would do so as someone awesome. And that awesome someone was Count Ammon Cais. StarZune could have known his Cais guy and maybe wanted to impress him by inviting him here or something. He felt up to any challenge. He had the right supplies. Those included a pair of snazzy shades and Count Ammon Cais (Kove) lodged the other invitations in a spot where only someone with shrewd eyes would detect, in a fence. Someone else should have a great gate crashing party too. Kove strode into the park and remarked on the attractions. It was the perfect place to teach someone how to swim, the hard way. People that were cursed claimed that they couldn’t swim, but that was just an excuse. He hadn’t had a time where he could prove this theory, though he was assured that it was correct. And it was his job to teach swimming by pushing them into the pool. He grinned in anticipation, and set out to make people merrier by first scaring them out of their wits. -- Chaos lurked here. Disorder melded into the themed water park, it was in essence the same. The park was the ocean and the people caught up in their greed and gluttony were the pirates. It made his stomach turn. The world was not on a course for correction. And in order to set it right a lot more people would need to die. It was not a happy thought, but too many people had started journeys with happy thoughts and left only disaster for their friends, family and the world. It was those people who would have to die. Tsorovan didn’t want to be here. He wouldn’t have been here if not for orders from his superiors and it wasn’t even in an official capacity. He was at a celebrity’s party on orders from his boss with an invitation that someone had lost. It seemed dishonest but it was an order and the marines were justified. He handed the invitation to the bouncer. The man’s eyes gazed over it and looked back to Tsorovan. “Herman Holiday?” he asked. “No, Tsorovan Mikhaelis,” said Tsorovan. It might have been insignificant but he wouldn’t lie. He could imagine the look on his superiors’ faces, but it was no deterrent to his behavior. He wouldn’t sully his soul making the world a worse place. He would stay true to his beliefs even if no one else would. “But it says…” The man looked at Tsorovan’s wild appearance again and back at the invitation. Tsorovan was wearing only a pair of green swim trunks that had been gifted to him. It fitted and matched his long green hair with braids of different lengths. The lack of his shirt made the tattoos on his left arm and chest more visible. His shorts didn’t cover his leg tattoos either. Although Tsorovan was not fond of his predicament he liked that he could show of the masterpiece of his body. And because he was off duty, he didn’t have his spear and therefore had disconnected his cyborg arm. He might look like a cripple but his mind was at ease. People were seeing the real him. The bouncer gave in. “…Whatever, have fun.” Tsorovan went inside. He noticed that he was correct in his notion; he saw several faces that had adorned street corner signs; faces that he really wanted to kill. But it was not logic to attack in this situation with no backup, or weapons. He had things to do in his life and couldn’t afford to die in such a manner that would help no one. He gritted his teeth but ignored the bounty heads. But the day wouldn’t be a total waste if he could convince someone to join the marines. He strolled the pool area, a bit uneasy on his feet because of the difference of weight without his cyborg arm. He hoped that he wouldn’t trip or fall over. Edited by treize, Jul 9 2011, 07:57 PM.
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Amyral Vansen [color=#006400] • Crew Position • Ninja/Martial Artist/Chaplain/Navi • ? • Bounty: 30,000,000 • SD Earned: 274 • Beli: 78,885,000 • Location: Romulin Island ♦ Str: 33 ♦ Spd: 125 ♦ Sta: 50 ♦ Acc: 88 Wizardbeard and other characters Scooped Characters: Kove Chat Aliases Munchvengers - Oprp's Haxest Heroes; House Cup Tournament - Who will Win | ||||||||||
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| Dyson | Jul 9 2011, 04:44 PM Post #17 | |||||||||
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Old Sea Dog
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The sounds of splashes echoed from every corner of the water park, the smell of the chlorinated water was unsettling when one was used to the smell of the sea, and the skies were open and bright. With children running around the rough stone of the grounds between this attraction and that, and couples often wandering starstruck towards music sources, there was a single woman who stood not too far from the changing rooms and raised a hand to block out the sun. She was taking in all of the activity and entertainment, but her face was still down-turned into something of a sneer. She padded her hip, touching a low-riding bikini bottom to match her thin top, and growled a little when she realised that she didn't have anywhere near enough materials to hold a pack of smokes. The woman passed her hand over her face, her fingers ran past the tight band of an eye-patch that read 'I <3 Starzune', and then through her hair, which she swept behind her. As the hostess called out for everyone to 'have a blast', the strangely invited pirate Mariko Hel Eljudnir let out a small laugh. "Why the fuck not?" She said in agreement. The food tables were all serving a wide variety of icy cold snacks, but as Mariko rudely walked through the line-ups she found that no one was offering shots of booze or anything. The idea of some kind of vodka ice-milk crossed her mind, but she wasn't even sure if that was possible. Many of the kids underfoot were quick to stare at her in fear, awe or wonder as she walked by, and she shot them glares to keep them back. Reaching over their heads, she snatched a popsicle from a tray at one stand, and then proceeded out of the line, popping the thing into her mouth. She found the white treat tasting strongly of sugar and snowfruit, and chomped on it furiously until only the stick remained, driven to finish it fast. The sun was beating down, but with her body a little cooler from the snack she felt that suntanning was probably in order. The pools looked incredibly welcoming but diving in was the dumbest thing the woman could ever do. With her head turned to the side, Mariko barely noticed as a tall young man bearing several tattoos and a wild hairstyle approached her, stopping in her path and leaning on a large inflatable pool toy. He gave her a wild grin, attracted to her eye-patch, angry look and thin swimwear. As he opened his mouth, Mariko grabbed the pool toy and shot her hand out to shove him into a pool. As the man splashed in, she hefted the plastic shark over her shoulder. "Thanks for the toy. Have fun." She commented, a few people nearby laughing at the man's attempt at her. Mariko continued across to one of the larger pools and then hopped forward with the inflatable shark, landing with a 'flump' sound from the toy and a light splash. The toy rocked with only a few slight movements of those nearby, and as Mariko pressed her head to it and shifted the popsicle stick in her mouth, she could hear in the immense emptiness of the pocket inside the shark. She felt the sun heating up the skin on her back and looked across the pool, seeing a girl with an iron eye-patch, certainly a style she hadn't tried before. ____________ At about the time most of the revelers were finding their place around the party and devil fruit users were finding ways to drown themselves, a young man exited the change room area and placed his hands solidly on his hips as he perused the groups of people from behind his sunglasses. He was wearing a blue speedo with a white Marine mark on the side and large open shirt that covered at least part of his bare chest. Lark took a deep breath and then hopped through a passing line of visitors and checked out all the pools. He hadn't been technically invited, but after spending a while at Blue HQ after his mission on the casino had gone crazy on him, he deserved some time off and earned an invitation from a superior officer during a game of cards. The feeling of walking around without his pistols was a little strange, even without the weight of his jacket. It made him feel even more naked than the swimsuit design could have intended. "Hello. Hey there." He said to a passing pair of women who for the most part ignored him. Lark stopped in place to watch them pass and instead of sinking dejectedly he merely cracked his shoulder and walked off to his left, seeing what was over there. He was welcomed by the sight of several hot tubs that were set up all over the place, waterfalls of hot water moving from one to the other. The designs were very attractive and some even looked like miniature hot springs - though contrary to tradition, people wisely remained clothed. Lark helped himself into one of the more open ones and found that though the water was at first a little outside of his acceptable range it slowly made him incredibly comfortable. "Okay, this is something I could probably get used to." He said with a smile, nodding to the other bathers relaxing nearby and putting his arms behind his head. "At least before I get back to active duty." He felt a need to add to himself. _______ The wave pool was always one of the most attended attractions at any water park, and when the superstar girl herself announced the party started, tons of people rushed to the activated pool. Some layed around on the false beach and enjoyed the clear water splashing nearby, while others swam out to the deeper parts and were swept up and down by the artificial waves. Of course, the waves and the swimmers looked much different from beneath, Veice having shot from from the shallows to the back wall underwater. It felt so much different from the ocean, but it wasn't just how artificial it was. Veice erupted to the surface and sputtered a little, rubbing the top of her head. "Augh! The water's all... Geez, all I can smell is..." The blue sharkwoman complained, wishing she could wash all of the chemicals off of her. People around her eyed her suspiciously, mostly because she was bluer than the water herself. Unlike many of the bathers as well, she was wearing almost the exact same thing as usual, save her coat and sandals. Veice offered a toothy grin to one of the boys staring at her and scared him into the shallows. Not letting it bother her, she dove back into the wavy waters and for a moment kind of enjoyed feeling the sound of the waves having changed, she could hear the mechanisms of the wavepool behind her, the splashing of people nearby, and for once there wasn't a scent of blood at all. The sharkwoman set herself onto the bottom of the pool and watched the swimmers from below, kind of laughing at the silly dangling of all the legs as people swam in place. "Might be interesting to do some training here." Veice added to herself, feeling the smooth stone of the bottom of the pool with her hand. Her gaze swept across the swimmers again when she suddenly saw a young boy almost completely under the water, surrounded by several who had their backs turned. He was grasping another boy and dragging him underwater as well, and as the pool swelled with a large wave the two sunk even further. Her eyes went wide and she shot forward, grabbing onto both of the boys and swimming like a missile towards the shallows, finally breaching in a circle of people and lifting the two sputtering boys into the air. The two boys cried and coughed and started to run, a woman coming from the 'beach' towards them as they started whining in high pitched voices about how they didn't mean to go out that far and how scared they were. The family embraced and Veice stood a little embarrassed as people looked back at her and the crying kids and started putting the pieces together in bad ways. "Keep an eye on them." Veice said with some degree of authority, slipping away from the scene and out of the wave pool. Perhaps she could find a little more sparsely attended pool to swim around in. _______ Most of the kids in the line-up at the ice-cream stop didn't notice at first when the sun was suddenly blocked and a shadow crept over them. However, in the heat of the day at the waterpark, with them all looking forward to a cold snack to chill down, being robbed of the warm sun did finally occur to some of them. Then turned around to see a giant in line, a gigantic smile across her face. When even the ice-cream man had to stop to look up at her, the line pretty much stopped dead. Standing at over 12 feet tall and wearing a huge one-piece in the style of school swimsuits, Lina looked down at the kids and then to the server that was staring up at her. "Uh... Do you have any apple cinnamon?" She asked with a desperate forced smile. "So gooood." Lina said, clenching her fist around the small spoon she was forced to use. She was carrying an entire bucket of ice-cream, the cones too small for her needs. The sweetness and the strong apple flavour made her face twist into a smile with every bite, and the cold chill slowly spread throughout her body. The bucket didn't last very long, and she folded it and forced it into a trash can once it was completely empty. She smacked her lips after the snack and looked back and forth, ready to swim a little. She had never gone swimming in a pool before, but surely her issues with the ocean wouldn't cause any trouble here. Most people only coming up to her waist or lower, Lina was able to see straight to where Starzune was playing in the distance, and she squeaked with happiness to see the star hanging out with people and her crowds like this. The giant girl couldn't bring herself to run up though, and instead turned her attention to one of the pools nearby that looked big enough for her. She walked over with a quick stride and jumped right in, the sudden thought striking her that she wasn't sure she could swim at all - nevermind it not being the ocean! There was a huge splash as waves crept over the edge of the pool. All Lina could feel was the sparks in her spine as she landed feet-first on the bottom of the pool, her head and shoulders still breaking the surface near the deep end. "Ahhhhhh-ow." She said, turning back embarrassed to the edge of the pool and putting her arms on them. At least it was deep enough for her to get most of the way into the water without risking any trouble... 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Mariko Hel Eljudnir • No Position • Carpenter/Martial Artist • No Crew • Bounty: 58,000,000 • SD Earned: 200 • Beli: 41,000,000 • Location: Island of Rage, Grand Line • Strength: 80 • Speed: 45 • Stamina: 70 • Accuracy: 35 • Fortune: 53 • Lark Reyes • Commander • Inventor / Marksman/Martial Artist/Smith • The Ardent Wings • Commendations: 41 • SD Earned: 287 • Beli: 45,572,500 • Location: Kyuka, Route 2 • Strength: 53 • Speed: 125 • Stamina: 54 • Accuracy: 125 • Fortune: 67 • Veice Vicious • No Position • Navigator / Weapon Specialist • No Crew • Threat: 103.5 • SD Earned: 215 • Beli: 20,850,000 • Location: Loguetown, East Blue • Strength: 84 • Speed: 84 • Stamina: 55 • Accuracy: 50 • Fortune: 57 • Ritsuka 'Rizumu' Meiban • No Position • Entertainer/Weapon Specialist • No Crew • Bounty: 60,00,000 • SD Earned: 214 • Beli: 48,900,000 • Location: Naia Island, Route 4 • Strength: 45 • Speed: 60 • Stamina: 54 • Accuracy: 65 • Fortune: 56 • Remember those who tread before you. Jeanne Larahe • Alycia Rose Crawford • Sanosuke 'Onii-chan' Harada • Lina Aconite | ||||||||||
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| Yaksha | Jul 9 2011, 05:29 PM Post #18 | |||||||||
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Fairy Killer
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Malikai's expression only turned more sour as he spotted a vision from a nightmare lumbering forth; the thing was easily ten feet tall, and the metal smoke stacks coming from its back made even him shudder. The mask covered what he knew were lips and long and thin as a trumpet, and he knew before they even came forth that the hands would be harsh metal claws. His hand shoved itself against his face, as he murmured. "Ah, God...why did you have to come here? Why can't I talk to someone more normal? Like Seth?" He rose his only hand lazily, and then began to glance around the pool. "Y'know, I'd love to talk to you, but I'm really waiting for someone. Where the fuck is she..." He began to glance frantically around the party, trying to take in every person. He dismissed most of them at a mere glance, knowing instinctively that a conversation longer than 3 minutes would make him want to shoot them or take a shot of liquor. Both would probably end badly. He finally noticed one of the women, dressed provocatively enough to make his mouth drop for just a moment. "Her." He watched her push a man into the pool, and was moving across the pool even before he even realized his legs were moving. He mentally slapped himself; he'd never been a very social person, and she was clearly unamused by advances from most people. What was he even going to SAY? He reached into the thick furry robe he'd brought with him, his hand trembling as he pulled out the flask. One little sip couldn't hurt...it might even calm his nerves. He tipped it to his lips, already beginning to gag as the liquid slid its way down his throat. His eyes began to water, and his spluttering cough almost made it seem like he was going to vomit. His stomach rebelled against the pure strength of the alcohol; it almost felt like someone had lit a fire in his gut, burning its way through his intestines. But his trembling had stopped; now if only he wasn't so damn THIRSTY...his hand trembled, clearly stuck between swallowing the alcohol and stowing it back away. He stood just at the edge of the pool, holding a flask of what was clearly alcohol, and clearly STRONG alcohol, while he glanced around. "God, this shit never goes down any easier..." |
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![]() Yaksha (Laneh) • Assassin • Martial Artist • Navigator • Thief • Ragnarok Pirates • Bounty: 75,000,000 • SD Earned: 0/300 • Beli: 35,350,000 • Location: Weatheria Strength: 57------Stamina:50------Speed:75--------Accuracy:60-------Fortune:78 Malikai • Marksman • Smith • Doctor • Scientist • N/A • Threat: 34.5 • SD Earned: 0/177 • Beli: 18,750,000 • Location: Candy Island Strength: 45------Stamina:39------Speed:40--------Accuracy:60-------Fortune:61 Juan • Inventor • Weapon Specialist Bounty: 5,000,000 • SD Earned:0/88 • Beli: 23,350,000 • Location: Strength: 45------Stamina:35------Speed:25--------Accuracy:25-------Fortune:30 Ahriman (Savlin) • Doctor • Scientist • N/A • Threat: 2 • SD Earned: 0/47 • Beli: 8,270,000 • Location: Pharsalus Island Strength: 15------Stamina:13------Speed:19--------Accuracy:25-------Fortune:23 | ||||||||||
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| Benjamin Kaito | Jul 9 2011, 06:27 PM Post #19 | |||||||||
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Oh Noes!
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"Oh yeah, Paradise!" That was the first thing he thought when he first looked at the place. A party, what could he possibly want more? That was easy, women and fame and this place could provide him both. Now Tony was a party beast, even thought he didn't show that daily, mainly because he had too much too worry about, however, parties were his true habitat. As the music played in the background, he began to walk, entering whatever place that was, and analyzing the surroundings. Oh boy, what a sight. Everywhere he looked, he could only see girl in their tiny bikinis, showing much of the delicious flesh they had. Now that was something. Almost hypnotized by the sights, he made his way through the crowd until he finally reached the sun loungers area, where beautiful women sun bathed. Taking one for himself, he took of the shirt and laid down sideways, so that he could face them, as they all appeared to be talking. As soon as he got their they stopped to see who had arrived. It was without surprise that he witnessed their sudden change as they slowly began to recognize who was in front of them. "OMG OMG OMG, Anthony Van Meer!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The one and only. His reputation preceded him and wherever he went, he knew he would be recognized, specially after this last job he pulled off. It didn't take the girls much time for be all over the pirate captain, however, he kept cool and handled the situation by showing a bit of his devil fruit abilities. The little display put the girls hysterical and the noise brought the attention of more people. After a while, the whole area was filled with people to see the famous Jigsaw Tony. By then, the orange haired pirate was already wondering why the hell wasn't the party for him and instead, why was some unknown girl the center of all. He was the one with the charisma and the looks so, why was he pushed to a secondary role? That couldn't happen, not on his watch. Getting up all of a sudden front eh sun lounger, he looked around and tried to figure out how much people were there. It wa sa good number but he needed more, he wanted more so, with a shout, he decided to pull more attention to himself. "Look who's here! It's Jigsaw Tony, the famous pirate! Yeah, that's right, Jigsaw Tony!" His little scheme worked out and more people were attracted to where he was at. Once again, he was asked to show off his powers to which he happily complied to. This time, he used it on the lounger, puzzling first, for much surprise of the people present and then shattering it into a thousand pieces, which were then distributed among his fans, as he felt like it was a great souvenir. Yet the party didn't end there, as there was much more to do. For now, he would have more fun with his fans, specially the female ones. |
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Jigsaw Pirates Division 5 Hunter Silverberg Dr. Von Wallenstein
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| Titan | Jul 9 2011, 11:55 PM Post #20 | |||||||||
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[I had an idea to streamline things. If you are interacting with someone in your post, maybe you can “tag” them so that they can see if they're skimming. Like...] Tag: Kurtz, Ferriya ”...Oli?” Painful flashbacks to the time she'd been stranded and isolated on the Jive Hive's dance floor whirled past Sambamba's consciousness with dizzying speed, as she looked for Olivia to no avail. Of course, being lost in this water park was not nearly as traumatic for the wandering lioness as that disco club had been, but she was still fairly distressed, huddling behind a building in her black wetsuit. Ah, how could she have lost her friend? In retrospect, the Nohzer's disappearance seemed suspicious considering that she had suggested that they attend this party as “social training”. Samba had reluctantly consented, mistakenly believing that her friend would be at her side, but she should have known that she would be left to fend for herself in these unknown waters. ”I hate water,” complained the Lionel to a pigeon that seemed indifferent to her plight. She did not even know how to swim, so why was she wearing this absurd wetsuit? At least she had been able to put her foot down when Olivia tried to convince her into wearing a bikini, but this was not really that much better. Well, she was never going to find the other girl by hiding here in this unpopulated area. She was probably going to have to brave the main pool, as eager as she was to avoid the heaviest concentration of swimmers. Peeking out from behind a corner, she was surprised to sense a familiar, unsettling rhythm and followed her metronome to find a man with purple hair, sitting next to a blond woman. ”Rohce...” murmured Samba quietly to herself. She said that today there are no enemies. No prey. No fighting today... She decided to step out into the open, though her arms were folded across her chest and her demeanor was visibly guarded and uncomfortable. With awkward steps, she approached the couple. ”Rohce,” she said from behind him, her voice both shy and annoyed by her shyness. ”Have you … seen my friend?” Tag: Malikai ”Ah, that was some great ice cream,” declared Starzune happily, not half a minute after she had received the overflowing cone from the ice cream man. She slapped a sticky hand against her bare belly in contentment, and then stretched, arching her back and lifting her arms. She took a couple of seconds to combat the surge in sleepiness, realized she could not win without assistance. Then, utterly without warning, she let out a squeal and dove clumsily into the pool. Her limbs flailed clumsily within the pristine water, and then her head poked out, her voluminous orange hair plastered flat to her head. Ah, that really woke her up. Feeling empowered, she seized a stray beach ball that was floating near her and lobbed it at someone's head, and then tried to look innocent so that someone else would take the blame. After all, who would hold a pop star accountable at her own party? ”Hey, you!” cried Starzune loudly, jabbing a finger at a man holding a beverage that definitely wasn't lemonade. She started to say something, but then decided to doggy-paddle closer to him before speaking. ”No alcohol allowed at my pool party! ...Unless I get to try some.” |
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| SvenFold | Jul 10 2011, 12:45 AM Post #21 | |||||||||
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Tag: Jack D. There was a number of things that happened, a lot of which the inventor just wanted to forget ot ignore. The place seemed to be full of weirdos, which really freaked the normally level-headed inventor right the fuck out. There were people with cyborg parts, wings--which may be due to being cyborgs--odd sense of clothing styles, and just overall weird appearances. The inventor had really thought that his nakama were weird, but these people took the cake. And ate it in one bit, no less. The inventor tried to shrugg off every weird thing he saw, rubbing his neck with his right hand, popping it a few times. He couldn't help but feel that the people around him may want to randomly attack him. Many of these people looked the part, in his opinion, so there was no way he was letting his guard down. The inventor basically opted to steer clear of the people that looked exceptionally freakish, moving into one of the large pools to relax. ...only to be met with some red-haired idiot who decided to yell several curse words before doing a cannonball into the pool, making a large splash before sinking. The inventor simply floated there, sighing deeply a good distance from the now-drowning person. He got a good look at that one, noticing a marine symbol on their bathing suit, which stopped him in his tracks. If he went to go save that marine, he'd probably get recognized and attacked. Probably. Admittedly, the inventor's bounty wasn't that high, but why take a chance like that? As he watched two other marines make a scene, the inventor got out of the water, moving to go blend in with the crowds. After a little bit of walking around, after a few moments the red-haired marine was fished out, and shortly revealed itself--as the inventor wasn't totally sure on gender--as a Devil Fruit user. The inventor raised a brow, believing that it takes a special kind of stupid to jump in the water when it should be known that you sink like a rock. The inventor looked on for a few more moments, watching as the strange rooster person was rescued yet again, due to trying to do yet another cannonball. Geez, if only he could have ran into more incompetent marines like that, he thought. The inventor blinked, adjusting his glasses as he heard someone--male by the sound of it--mention a game of volleyball. The inventor honestly had nothing better to do, so why not. "Oi! Volleyball?! I'm game, guy!!" |
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| PureHeart | Jul 10 2011, 03:25 PM Post #22 | |||||||||
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Made in China
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Boom! went the Ice cream stand along with the ice cream man as soon as no one was near it. Andre the Pirate laughed at the prank he pulled. "Ice cream at a pool party how unoriginal" Andre said as loud as he can. Quickly Andre put up a sign where the ice cream stand once stood that said "Real Pool Party Food that way -->" of course the sign pointed at Andre food stand. Andre rushed back to his food stand and started to prepare a bunch of pool party foods and drinks such as BLT Wraps, BBQ, Sausage stuffed mushrooms, lobster, crabs, roast pig, Boston Butt, smoked chicken, slush, and much more. For drinks Andre prepared his favorite Supa St. Croix Rum Punch. The aroma of the food quickly filled the air, especially with Andre fanning the smell to the people around the pool, water park attractions and volleyball courts. "Not much longer till I get my first customer" Andre thought hoping it will be cute girls.
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| C0nMoney | Jul 10 2011, 04:56 PM Post #23 | |||||||||
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Lord of Ruin
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Tag:Daemon has no friends =(* Daemon walked about the pool area nervously, It wasn't his terribly scared body that embarrassed him. It was his lack of weapons, growing up on Osula had married the man to his knives. Without them he felt awkward and naked, although he pretty much was. He wore a pair of plain white and blue swimming trunks, over his shoulder was a white towel with blue marine emblem. He noticed many about the pool eyeing his many scars He felt guilty thinking they assumed he was some sort of masochist, although many if not all of his scars were self afflicted from his long training with cleavers. He was quite proud of them, and he already had a nice tan. He located a unoccupied beach chair laying his towel on the arm and taking a seat. He looked about surprised as he noticed a number of notable pirates, he wasn't alarmed however. Daemon was a marine out of pure laziness and the desire to survive, he had no love of chasing pirates especially while off duty with no orders to do so. They seemed to be enjoying themselves with no intention of causing trouble, so it seemed appropriate to relax. He slid a Seaking Cigar from his case and lit it. Reclining he took a puff, it was rare that he could relax. Whenever he relaxed like this, trouble came soon after. He put one hand behind his head, and watched the babes in skimpy bikini's. The angry youth had no reason how he had gotten here, he had a few good guesses. It usually began with some adult going, "Hey your not allowed in there." Following this Thalos would prove he could go anywhere he pleased, but he couldn't recall any loud adults this day. While observing the many pools and slides, he quickly discovered he was overdressed. Before long he had stolen some youths swimming trunks and stashed his snazzy suit. The youth was an envious site to any fellow bishie, he was dark, handsome, and he lovely white hair fell down his shoulders luxuriously. He spotted a marine towel, but the man seemingly cared not about pirates. Looking about it seemed everyone was in the mood to party, Thalos decided before he murdered someone he'd have a drink. Thalos was complete fool, he knew himself well enough to know he was comfortable in his evil deeds. But amongst this crowd he'd rather not cause a seen. At a colorful bar near the pool he ordered a drink, when the bartender eyed him with a 'you're not old enough glance.' He eyed him back with a 'better gimme a drink before I murder you' look. The man quickly served him and headed off to another end of the bar. Tag:Ferriya It had only taken Cleo minutes to get ready for this party, one moment he had been in a tavern lying to a wench about an adventure. Another moment he had heard pool party, he had kissed the wench and swaggered off. He didn't much care about the self proclaimed star chick, he had never heard of her and by the looks of her she was a kid. Cleo was into women, the songs of a kid wouldn't interest him in the slightest. But insert the word party, and it didn't take much to motivate Cleo to drop in. No sooner than 30 minutes later he had appeared at the pool, he wore a pair of gray swimming trunks with pictures of various bones all over it. Most notably a smiling skull on the crotch area. He groped his chest and abs a moment surveying his own muscles, he wasn't a body builder but he was impressively cut for one as bookish as he. His high hair was still impressively high, but soon as water hit. It would droop depressively, before that Cleo had decided he should get disgustingly drunk. He had apprised the women attending thus far, one woman was wearing swimming trunks. He weighed his chances with the obviously insecure broad, as he did he spotted a busty chick with an eyepatch and hair almost identical to his. "Oh my." He said interested, she looked all kinds of exotic just like he liked. He didn't peg her for shy either, watching her lovely feet submerged in water. He slid down beside her. "Hi." He said feigning meekness. "Have you eaten a cursed fruit too? I was thinking I might try getting in with some floats, but one could always stay in the shallow end." He rubbed his hand along the length of his high hair smiling kindly. "I'm Cleo, Whats your name?" Edited by C0nMoney, Jul 10 2011, 08:01 PM.
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| Strider Xan | Jul 10 2011, 06:30 PM Post #24 | |||||||||
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Tag: Tony Van Meer "Look who's here! It's Jigsaw Tony, the famous pirate! Yeah, that's right, Jigsaw Tony!" With or without an excessive bounty on his head Tony naturally drew attention to himself for better or for worse. Hearing the familiar voice even made Havoc swivel his head in attention, and act he instantly rebuked himself for realising he would not be able to see if it was really Tony. He couldn't see anything in the chute. After Tony's self-serving monogram, the background chatter shifted. The voices sounds a little more rambuncious and concordant. It meant Havo wasn't the only one at the party who gave in to Tony's request for attention. It was a chance for an opportunity for a gamble. As faint a ray of hope that it was Tony's mild running interference would probably be the only one he'd get for a very long time. Havoc relinquished the press he was making against the chute which held him in places and slid down into the pool. He made sure to push against it once he neared the exit, so he could slip into the resevoir with too much noise. He waded out under the surface as quick as his legs would carry him. Havoc was wearing a blue trunks with a with a multicoloured short-sleeve shirt. The shirt and embers rising up from the flair at the bottom while from the collar it was aqua blue with air bubbles dotted symettrically across. On his back was a standard blue waterproof backpack in which all his swindled loot was held. Havoc expected that his hounders would have seen him escaping the resevoir so he flocked with the crowd moving towards Tony. Havoc was not interested in reminiscing, but he could get lost in compact body of people.He spent a brief amount of time gauging the best position in the crowd, one not too close to the edge but then not too close to Tony either. Edited by Strider Xan, Jul 14 2011, 07:47 PM.
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| The Almighty J | Jul 10 2011, 10:13 PM Post #25 | |||||||||
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Tag: Kurtz, Samba, Cleoisagirl'sname Ferriya turned to smile at Kurtz as he sat behind her. While most people glanced at his horrific scars and immediately glanced away, she didn't even bother with a first look. She'd seen it before, and expressed her feelings on the matter there. She did glance at his bandaged hand, but only as reassurance that it was still tied tightly. She responded to his greeting with a quick wave, not wanting to talk at him with her mouth full. "Ah, yeah! It's totally cheap, so--" Mid-praise, Ferriya stopped. Her mind rewound the last few seconds of their interaction, then played it back for her. Kurtz. Finger. Lips. His... Her face slowly began to heat up to a rather pleasant shade of pink, looking from him to her ice cream. This was Kurtz. Kurtz! He didn't... he didn't do things like this! She was overthinking it! Yeah! "--you s-should totally get some later, nyararararara~!" She laughed awkwardly, not noticing the drips already drizzling down her cone. "By the way, did you remember sunscreen~? You must burn like crazy, right, nyaraa? I know I should, but I'm kinda hoping to tan, and it'd just wash off when I went in the pool, right?" She finally shut her mouth, turning back to the water and mussing her hair up with one hand. Aaaah! Why did he have to do something like that!? She turned back to him, smiling, and froze. Fur she didn't have bristled, ears that didn't exist at the moment flattened to her head, and the tail that she lacked puffed up to twice it's size. PREDATOR! Ferriya didn't think, abandoning the remainder of her cone to the uncaring pavement as she immediately hid behind Kurtz, her fingernails digging into his back as she cowered. It wasn't that this woman looked like a threat, what with her slightly shy expression and wetsuit, but... but...! Every nerve in Ferriya's body screamed that this was a dangerous thing that could totally eat her if she wanted to! She had to hide, she had to get away, she had to... Wait, was someone talking to her? She glanced to one side, quickly so that the predator couldn't eat her, and managed to catch a glimpse of a man with weird hair smiling at him. Noo! Was he trying to attract attention to her!? He was gonna get them both killed! "...d-don't just sit there!" She hissed at him out of the corner of her mouth, still staring fearfully at Samba. In her mind, she could practically see the claws and fangs that the woman didn't actually have. "Y-you'll be eaten! You have to get away, nyaraauu!" Tag: Skypians for the Win Yae finally finished spreading out her towel on a chair near the pool, then stepped back to double check. Perfect. She laid her waterproof violin case onto the blanket, then took a seat on the chair next to it. She definitely did give off an odd vibe... her black hair hadn't been pulled back in anyway, letting it cover her face as usual, but her modesty in that regard seemed to be largely mitigated by her choice in swimsuit. A bandeau style top, the middle pulled together with a small silver ring, and a tie-side bottom that slung low on her hips, pure white with a rainbow star on the top. It practically glowed against her dark skin, and didn't fit at all with her shy expression as she sipped a drink. She'd come, as Cyan had insisted it would be fun, but really, it was all too much... the sun was blinding, which felt nice and relaxing, but... the water... there was so much water...! How did you swim in water...? What was she supposed to do? She'd since lost every other member of Cobalt Brave that had chosen to attend, and thus had no one to ask. Not that she would have asked if they had been there. Edited by The Almighty J, Jul 10 2011, 10:14 PM.
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| Drifter | Jul 10 2011, 10:36 PM Post #26 | |||||||||
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Tag: Yae While the initial idea for a relaxing day at the pool was fun, the fact that Van couldn't bring in any of his weapons into the area was pretty lame as an idea. The invitation had said that there wouldn't really be any sort of fighting between factions here, so he guessed that there were some sort of security guards around that would keep everyone out of trouble. As he strode into the place, he messed with his outfit slightly. He based it after what his father had used to wear to the beach all the time, and he was pretty happy at how accurate it was. He wore a black and white striped tank top, along with black swim trunks that went down below his kness. He completed the outfit with some black sandals and his favorite fedora overtop of his antennae on his head. His wings were exposed at the moment, but he just hoped no one would really notice them at all. Tossing his towel overtop of his shoulder, he first made a grab for pulling out a cigarette before he sighed and realized that he had left his pack and lighter in his jacket pocket. "Well, this isn't off to a good start now is it?" He muttered to himself, starting to walk around as his golden globes scanned the area around him, trying to locate where he could chill out at for a while without feeling too weird with who he was with. Scratching his neck, he scanned another section of the pool before his eyes fell on something. Well, more specifically someone. With antennae and wings like him. Not even thinking about where he was going, he automatically set his course to meet this girl. Perhaps this was the answer to his quest to find out about his home in the clouds? He didn't know, but he needed to find out. And he needed to find out now. Walking straight towards her, he didn't even realize that there was a body of water separating them. But, even as he fell into the water, he surprisingly kept his towel closeby and had his hat stay on his head as he swam forward, his goal in sight. As he reached the edge of the pool, he lifted himself out of it quickly, as his dripping wet towel fell off his shoulder and in front of him as he slid up to a few feet away from this girl. He couldn't take his eyes off the antennae at the moment, seeming to try and take in that there was someone else like him and his mom out there. As his soaked at fell off his head as he shook it off to get some water out of his hair, his antennae popped out as his wings showed off more. As he looked at the girl, he tried to figure out what to ask. He knew it needed to be a great question, something that would have an amazing answer that might take a few moments thoughts to answer. But, instead, he got this from his vocal chords: "Just what the heck are we?" |
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| Morgoloth | Jul 10 2011, 10:41 PM Post #27 | |||||||||
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Tag: Starzune and Malikai Seems like everyone was having a good time. Explosions, volleyball, and lots of crazy personalities. They were the perfect mix for a pool party and a sure way to make the occasion as memorable as ever. Having grown up in Water 7, people still talked about the infamous party that had taken place a century ago when a certain famous crew of pirates threw a fiesta that the entire metropolis had turned out for. There were cyborgs, giants, and God knows what else. While Jeremiah didn't spot any giants here yet, the place was definitely filling up. Having a rather large coconut in his hands and a straw pushed into it from which he can conveniently drink from, he made his way towards the organizer of the party. One of the attendants had happily pointed out to the veridian dressed bounty hunter where she was and as he approached, he saw she was currently harassing some man about what he was drinking. Now Jeremiah didn't like to drink, but this was a party, and he expected that before long quite a bit of booze would be flowing about. Clearing his throat, he bowed his head briefly and addressed Starzune, "Err, pardon mon.. just wanted to thank ya, true book, for throwin' dis 'ere get together. Real gold of ya to be feeding all us bums." He was sure the woman had heard plenty of thanks or appreciation today but he'd feel like a real jerk if he didn't personally show his gratitude for offering him the opportunity to join in the party. His grin stretched from ear to ear, a cheerful contrast to the very sour looking man with the alchohol.
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| Byakuya | Jul 11 2011, 01:25 AM Post #28 | |||||||||
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Tagged:Jigsaw Tony Shin Seijuro Shin and Hiryuu had once again found themselves being invited to a party. However this just wasn't any ordinary party, it was a celebrity party that they didn't care for party! A pool party at that. Shin refused to do something as childish as swimming, that and the fact he was unable to due to the curse put upon him. Hiryuu on the other hand was having a ball, he was flirting with women, and showing off every opportunity that came to him. As his subordinate, partied like a rockstar, he simply sat back and relaxed, with his figure being clocked by the shadow of a tree. While the others played under the sun--only to get their skin tan darker. Shin was under the shade, sitting back in a reupholstered chair with his stunner shades equipped. The party overall wasn't bad, and quite honestly the only reason why Shin and Hiryuu attended was because of the free food--who in their right mind turns down free food!? As you could imagine, an activity as simple as tanning could get quite boring after awhile. So he decided he was going to browse through the crowd attending the party. For the most part, all he saw was nobodies, casually civilians. Until his lens caught the frame of an infamous Pirate. One known throughout the blues, and by far attained the biggest bounty ever accomplished in the blues. Jigsaw Pirates captain, Tony Van Meer. He had heard many tales of his venture on Mirrorball and the fact that such a lowly bounty hunter like Shin was in his presence. Came as a surprise to even himself. However, besides the shock it had given him temporarily, it didn't take long for him to wonder, what the hell is he doing here? Granted the fact Shin was invited as a nobody, why would such a man even be amongst the crowd? Was no one to confront this man? Shin was, as a bounty hunter he felt obligated to, even though he knew he stood no chance against the pirate. The fame, he could taste it. The money, he was going to make it! This was going to be his big catch! 85,000,000! That was enough to last the Bounty Hunter for the next ten years! That's pretty darn big news for someone as lazy as Shin. Now, all he had to do was to somehow kill or capture this fugitive. Surely he didn't come to the establishment alone. Although, doing such would be inconsequential due to the lowly fighters Shin scoped. At any rate, in his mind he felt as if he were the only man attending that had the capability of stopping this man. He was a samurai, and pride was a huge thing to him. So needless to say, this wasn't going to be a surprise attack. Nope, not at all. He planned to confront the man face-to-face. He took slow, timid, and silent steps through the crowd. Before attaining a mere five feet of distance from the pirate, before asking with a devious chortle.Sorry to interrupt you, my good sir. But aren't you Jigsaw Tony? He seriously doubted the man heard him, know why? Some random member apart of the Pirate's circle had blurted his name aloud. As if being a dangerous Pirate was something to be proud of. Such an act was foolish, and only exemplified the arrogance of the Jigsaw Pirates. Did they deserve such praise? Did anyone plan to stop them!? Ah, so it is you after-all eh? I'm Shin Seijuro. Bounty Hunter from East Blue. My, oh my, what an impressive bounty you've racked up. Tell me something Mr. Jigsaw;how does it feel to be the most wanted man in the four blues? |
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The Official G. Fist Topic Sacrilegious - The Official OPRP Manga. "I don't know!~ Crimson makes me think of red, which makes me think of that our previous captain, Daisuke. I'm a little uncomfortable with that considering as I cringe often when I remember what a disgusting person he was." Daisuke G. Fist, 446 SD, Bounty: 105,000,000 "2/10 Would not bang."Hana Matsui, 170 SP, Pirate, Bounty: 15,000,000 [Rin's Report on Takuya]"Takuya doesn't seem very much like a marine. Anger issues, lieing about his age, drinking problems, and a potential rapist, yet somehow he gets shit done." Takuya, 139 SD(Marine Commander, 25 Commendations) I'm lost. Why does Hiryuu have a thing for Amilia? I don't even...."Hiryuu, 66SD(Pirate) RainingBlades is a sex demon
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| NightmarexSugiru | Jul 11 2011, 02:29 AM Post #29 | |||||||||
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Warning, Sugiru post Tag: Kurtz, Ferriya: Attempting to splash both of them! >:3 Sugiru went into he Water Park with his usual black crossed eyepatches on with only swimming trunks covering him. He had nothing to cover his girly, slender figure, which was usually hugged by very a black shirt under a tight black latex mini coat. The trunks were black with a green trim around the waist, and had a red bomb symbol on the lower left thigh area of the trunks. He seemed pissed off as always. Who invited him to this, and why in the hell did he even come?! Whatever, he was already there. Yuri held his prized roller-blades, Ryuu ketsu heno Yokubou and Kamisori in her shell backpack. Yuri and a bunch of other people entered at the same time as he did, although there were many other people already at the party. "Eh, "Star"zune's pool party? The fuck did I get invited to?!" He threw the card on the ground, pissed off as ever. Yuri was still in back of him, following his shadow. As said before, there were a lot of people here, a LOT of people. It looked like the water park should have been crowded with all the people here, though it wasn't. As he looked upon the wondrous and numerous faces of the party, he spotted a lot of well known pirates and marines, it seemed as if this was neutral grounds. Weird. Well, it was a chance to meet other inventors, no matter if they were in marine, bounty hunters, or even pirates. He took a look at the people around him, chuckling at the goofy looking ones. "Kekeke... That guy looks like a complete idiot with those water wings on his arms, and that gay ass donut around his waist!" He said as he passed by a short haired man with yellow and blue eyes. More bilkans...! There was also a guy with a white-haired fauxhawk and shades on, actually, he looked pretty cool. He came across a hulking octopus fishman with what appeared to be cyborg parts on him as well. This intrigued Sugiru, and planned to talk to this weird looking fishman later on. Girls screamed something about a "Van Meer". The guy with the faded orange hair looked like the one who was being screamed for. Sugiru sneered at him, who needed all those weakling followers? Even some dude with a panda head on was invited to this pool party. Enough about those losers, it was time to partay! He saw the gigantic pool out at the center, and decided to move on to there. He passed a few people on the way, and there was also a crowd that followed behind him, most likely going to the center of the place as well. When he got there, there was also decently large kitty pool section. He thought about it, but shrugged it off. His eyes were set on that gigantic pool. He saw a girl on the side of with a pretty maillot on, and a weird looking eyepatch on as well. Next to her was a man who sported a short and purple bird-like style hair. Upon closer inspection, he had all these scars on his body. Must've been fake. For some reason, that guy pissed him off even more than he was. Who did he think he was, a complete badass? Sugiru plotted deviously to kick people in the pool sometime, including that blonde haired girl. It'd be a fun party indeed. ”Okay, everyone! Now that I'm here, the party can really start! We've got the park all day, so have a blast! ...Hey, you, ice cream guy, give me a quintuple scoop!” A small girl said as she drew closer to the pool with her arms spread wide. Her speech was followed by an array of annoying shrieks. It seems she was the host of the party. A nice melody filled the air, even over the array of chattering folks. "Tcheh! This song is bullshit! Gimme something faster! Put your all into it goddamn you!" Sugiru said to the chick playing from afar, his middle finger directed at her. Then, a woman sitting next to her stood, grabbed a guitar, and started to strum. "That's more like it!" Sugiru then directed his attention to the giant pool once more. "Heh, I wonder how many people I could piss off doing... that!" He went to the part of the pool where a lot of people gathered, in and out of the pool area. He then saw some guy do a cannonball, just as he was about to. There were a lot of annoying screams and yelling as well. "E-eh!?!? This guy must be a mind reader or something, I won't let him stage me up!" Sugiru backed up a little, deciding to put some momentum into his jump, unlike that bastard. "Sugiru Cannonball!" Sugiru jumped in the giant square pool, realizing that he had forgotten about his inability to swim. He cursed in the water, losing all of his oxygen escaping through various pint sized and small bubbles. He struggled to swim up, but it wasn't possible, he had also jumped in the deep end, coincidentally. It looked like the end for Sugiru, as he still inevitably struggled to get back up to the surface. "Fuck fuck fuck! Why me!!!" Sugiru thought, remembering his first time almost drowning. He gurgled as the water started rushing to his mouth. -DEAD END- Warning, Yuri's post Yuri's eyes opened wide as she saw her idiot master run and leap into the pool. Not just the pool, but the deep end! What the hell! She quickly ran after him, jumping in to save him. She had always wanted to do this, and now was her opportunity to show off. She grabbed a hold of him and kissed him, sending oxygen into his body. Though he was slipping to unconsciousness, he slowly regained it, seeing Yuri kissing him. He struggled, but it was inevitable, it was already happening. He didn't want to own any favors to anyone, but it seems like she saved from death. Yuri and Sugiru stayed under for another few minutes of floating on the bottom of the deep end, then went to the surface. He coughed up the water he inhaled and glared at her with a "You better NOT tell anyone about this" look. In the end, Sugiru and Yuri ended up sitting in the kitty pool. She clung to the pouting Sugiru, who was pissed and slightly embarrassed with the situation. Warning, Amilia post Tag: Nikolai Jonas Wants to open him up~ Amilia ran to the entrance of the park, excited as ever to get out of her lab and possibly obtain friends! After going through security, she looked around to see a bunch of interesting and...slightly not people. ”Okay, everyone! Now that I'm here, the party can really start! We've got the park all day, so have a blast! ...Hey, you, ice cream guy, give me a quintuple scoop!” Amilia cheered, bursting with excitement. She wanted to go talk to Razune because she was around her age, but the crowd was too thick around the pool, and she vanished when she finally got to where she was seen last. She decided she'd find her later, but for now, walking around wasn't bad. As she started walking away from the gigantic pool, she noticed something in particular. There were a lot of...big breasted women in bikinis. She looked down and inspected herself, as if her boobs would have grown by now, though they hadn't grown an inch. A frown befell the small girl until her attention was ceased by a hulking octopus fishman with steam coming out of him walk by. Wait, steam?! It was interesting enough to meet a fellow fishman, but this 12 foot giant was blowing steam! It was definitely a cyborg, which caught Amilia's interest. She almost started drooling ink from anticipation. She slowly crept toward the fishman and hopped on his back. "Gotcha, mister squiggly-borg! Please, can I experiment on you? pleaaaaaase~?" Warning, Simon post Tag: Niji Yaemori Wants to marry her~ Simon entered with new found swagger. He had just gotten out of prison, and beat the crap out of some unfortunate guy for his ticket. There was no way he was missing this party, there was sure to be a female overload! Short, tall, big breasted or small chested, cake or pie. Simon liked them all, and was ready to propose to whoever he saw fit. Simon had his blue hair slicked back, wore blue speedos and a tropical-themed short sleeved red dress shirt with blue coconut tree symbols scattered over the shirt. His attention was taken from one girl to the other as each passed by. During these times, his cool composure breaks to bits, and he goes nuts over women. "Excuse me, but would you- Excuse me miss, what a lovely body you have- Excuse me- whoa!" Simon's mouth dropped as he snaked his way through the women he had previously talked to, all for this one smoking hot woman. It seemed like she was pretty shy, just like Simon liked it. All of her dark features complimented her eyes and what she was wearing. Her shiny black hair looked as if the gods had crafted her with the finest silk. Those wings looked like she fell from the sky. Even her antennae were sexy. Simon was indeed in love. He approached her with his composure in tact, hoping that he wouldn't mess this up. Then, he saw a guy that was talking to her. Most likely her brother, they both had wings and antennae after all. "Excuse me, my lovely angel, but would you like to escort me to the bar?" Simon said, using all of his power NOT to tell her that he wanted to marry the mysterious girl...yet. Warning, Aiko post "Ahah!" Aiko giggled as she wore her floaties, kicking at the water as her hulking friend held her to keep her up. Even if he wasn't there, this side wasn't the deep end. Aiko knew better than to swim at the deep end, unlike the few idiot adults that jumped in and had to be rescued. Aiko didn't have her usual fairy costume on, but rather a blue one piece with white borders on. The writing on the back read: "Please be gentle, its my first time swimming." Guru held on to her until he was tired. He sat down in the pool, still watching her as she paddled in circles and bumped into other people at times. 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Semi-tag: Andre, Touya, Jack D.; Tag: Antillion This little pool party seemed...eventful, if anything, but there were quite a few familiar faces. Lance had the inclination that a fair number of them were pirates, but with this many around...what was he to do? Certainly not try and start anything, lest he have the whole place against him! No, reckless though he was, he wasn't stupid; these pirates would essentially pass his notice, at least for now. That still left whatever he was actually going to here...somewhere elsewhere in his thoughts as he made his way away from the ice cream stand, enjoying his little treat for now. That was, until a familiar noise behind him and a sudden rush of air forced him into a sudden half-turn to find what was the ice cream stand now a useless pile with someone running away from it. Apparently his was the last ice cream that would be coming from this stand...oh well. With nothing left to see there, his eyes were left to wander again, across...Touya? Odd. Then some people saying something about volleyball...hm. That could potentially be some venue through which to oppose pirates. Then up to the sky, where...was that Rainmaker? Really? Interesting...then that would mean...ah, there he was, sitting at one of the food stands looking awkward. A little smirk played across Lance's features for a moment, which passed as quickly as it came, particularly given that this was an awkward place and situation for him as well. With nothing better to do at the moment, despite the growing temptation to go try volleyball out (which he would have no skill or experience, only his strength and speed, to fall back on), the boy made his way calmly in that direction. "Doesn't look like you're particularly enjoying yourself," Lance commented, slipping onto a seat two away from Ante with hardly a care, still not quite finished with the mint ice cream he'd gained. "They're saying something about volleyball over to the side at least...other'n that I guess there's not much to do but swim or meet people. Most of whom are probably pirates," he observed. |
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