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| Nero | Aug 4 2011, 11:02 PM Post #16 |
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The man took the tomato back from Starzune, grumbling. He gave it another squeeze; even with Starzune's opinion he had still yet to be satisfied. He actually started to put the tomato back, but out of nowhere a young, shop-attendant appeared at his side. "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with, sir?" The attendant's voice was smooth and his gaze kind, yet at the same time sharp. His hair was clean and cut nice short, but at the same time it didn't look too conservative. His clothes look cleanly pressed, and all in all he looked professional and clever. It was too bad he was probably too old for Starzune. "Hmm, well I'm just looking for tomatoes." The King said passively, not quite paying attention to the attendant as he reached for another tomato. "Ahh, I wouldn't even bother with that one, sir." The attendant's eagle-like eyes caught the King's hand reaching for a less-than perfect tomato, and he felt the need to speak up. "Huh? Then, which one should I choose?" The King stared out at the pile of tomatoes. From where he stood, they all looked pretty much the same to him, but the attendant was quick to pick his target. "Mhm, yes. This is a good tomato -- look." The attendant rolled the tomato around in his hand, checking for spots or bruises while simultaneously squeezing it between his fingers. "A good tomato should be firm, without squishing between the weight of your fingers. It should be full, and its skin taut. A sagging, wrinkled, squishy tomato is no good. Finally, it should be flawless, a single bruise or hole or cut simply won't do." He handed the tomato to the King for him to feel and squeeze, meanwhile he continued with his tomato lecture, "Yes, firm, fresh and flawless. Those are the qualities of a perfect tomato. In short…" The attendant fished another perfect looking tomato out of the pile and held it in his hand, gently squeezing it while closing his eyes. "In short…the perfect tomato should feel exactly like a young maiden's bosom. Don't you agree, sir?" He opened one eye and glanced at the King's reaction. The King seemed stunned for a moment, but not a bad kind of stunned like one might expect from a person experiencing an extreme feeling of disgust, but more like a sort of stunned that one feels when they're struck with a sudden, amazing revelation. "O-Oh…" The King, squeezed the tomato in his hand gently, "I see…yes, it all makes sense now!" A small grin broke out along the attendants lips and he placed the second tomato into the King's other hand. "Is there anything else you need help with, sir?" The King put the two tomatoes in his basket and then handed the basket to Starzune along with the instruction, "Starzune, get a few more tomatoes okay?" He nodded to the celebrity before following after the attendant. "I was thinking of buying some pears too." "Ahh, I knew from the moment I saw you that you were a pear sort of person." The attendant led the King over to a shelf full of pears and began to give another detailed explanation on how exactly to pick one, and perhaps what sort of piece of anatomy they most resembled. With the King entranced by the attendant, it looked that this shopping trip would be taking a lot longer than it already had. Luckily for Starzune, a handy distraction presented itself outside the walls of the food shop in the form of a commotion. Gathered around the center of the village square was a group of dark-skinned men shouting into microphones. Some sported spiky hair, some sported girlishly long hair, though the tallest of the boys, their leader, sported a mullet with spiky hair on top, and long, flowing hair down his back. They were all tall, at least six feet tall, though the leader was roughly eight and a half, and to compliment their big bodies, they all sported big muscles and big mouths. They were also apparently foreign, seeing as they dressed themselves in a number of colors like black, red, green, purple, and especially gold. Every member seemed to possess at least one piece of gold jewelry, whether it was an earring or a necklace, but the leader was decked out in at least ten rings on his fingers, several glittering, golden chains and golden pants. "'Ey! 'Ey, 'Ey listen! The leader shouted at a crowd of assembled villagers. As soon as everyone in the square couldn't help but give the leader their attention, he started to say something other than "'ey". "Ahem! Attention! We, da Bling Bling Pirates, would like to announce dat dis island is now under our control!" This announcement seemed to get a reaction from the villagers. Some of them looked around in fear, some shook in their boots, some scoffed and waited impatiently for the law enforcement to arrive, but no one was able to ignore this large, obnoxious pirate crew. Edited by Nero, Aug 4 2011, 11:03 PM.
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| Titan | Aug 5 2011, 08:10 PM Post #17 |
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Well. Well, thought Starzune with a sour taste in her mouth, that was just one more reason never to eat tomatoes again. All guys were just perverts, weren't they? At least cute lechers were kind of fun and exciting, but old ones were just gross. How dare they have the nerve to talk about boobs when there was a lady present!? So inconsiderate! Yeah, Starzune was sure she would never be able to eat tomatoes again — well, she quickly amended her resolve to allow for ketchup in her diet, because plain fries would be lame. Also, she supposed that the basil sauce in pizza was okay; basically as long as it tasted great, it was acceptable. She was slightly afraid that the Surfer King would try to grope her so that he could remember the texture of a healthy tomato; obviously the old man would not have gotten any physical contact in the last five decades. And if she said so herself, Starzune considered herself a perfect example of ideal feminine anatomy. That was why she almost understood if the king, driven desperate by years with only a giant cockroach as his female company, would try to take advantage of her! Starzune readied herself for outrage — The surfer king and the shop assistant walked away, discussing pears. ”...” Hastily turning her thoughts to other matters, Starzune realized that she was still somewhat cold. She had forgotten how frigid markets often were, hugging her jacket more closely to herself. Well, all she had to do right now was get some more tomatoes, but as she looked at the intimidating pile of vegetables she realized that she had been paying very little attention to what the clerk had actually been saying. She had only been shocked into awareness by the absurdity of his last words, meaning that if she wanted to pick a good batch... Looking around awkwardly, Starzune confirmed that no one was looking at her, and then quickly patted her own chest to learn the texture of a quality tomato. With this refresher, she quickly selected half a dozen more of the vegetables, and dropped them in a plastic bag. She hoped that this leg of their shopping trip would not drag on for too much longer; old guys didn't eat that much more than fruits and vegetables anyway, right? While she was trying to convince herself of this, she heard some sounds of commotion and swiveled to see what was going on. Dropping the bag of tomatoes, she wandered toward the store entrance. ”Oh my god!” shrieked Starzune, terrified. Again, this was not her attention-seeking reflex, but genuine horror at the sight of the pirates. It was not their threatening demeanor or intimidating muscles that triggered this reflex from the girl, but their atrocious fashion senses that seemed to cause the pop star physical pain. ”It hurts...” complained Starzune, shielding her eyes from the pain. She had thought it was bad enough that an entire island of people were content to wear white year-round, even after Labor Day, but that paled in comparison — no pun intended — to the atrocious outfits that these men were wearing. Starzune actually felt that she might vomit. The pirates apparently named the “Bling Bling Pirates” were clad in clothes so hideous that they were really an insult to society. Man, why did stupid stuff always have to happen wherever Starzune went? Of course, she was a playful, adventurous spirit who appreciated life throwing her curveballs, but on this afternoon she thought the fates were pushing her too hard. She was already on a quest for a surfer king's board so that she could win twin boys from a giant cockroach after all; wasn't it excessive that she also run into gaudy pirates? It was as if some malevolent prankster god was just trying to ruin her day in as many ways as possible. ”Hey, you idiots!” yelled Starzune, not afraid in the slightest. She had had plenty of experience with pirates in her childhood, after all. ”My grandma dresses better than you!” Quickly turning back into the store, she found her discarded bag of tomatoes and then came outside again, throwing a tomato at one of the pirates' heads. |
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| Nero | Aug 13 2011, 12:36 AM Post #18 |
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"OoooOOoOOooOOoooOOoOoooOoooOOooOOOooooOooooooOOOooooOOoo!" A wave of Ooos followed Starzune's insult. The voices would rise and fall, and nearly deafened all the weak-willed, common village folk with its horribly mocking tone. The Bling Bling Pirates turned and grinned at each other as if it was all fun and games; though their gold-clad leader was completely silent, staring after Starzune as she stormed back to her discarded groceries. When she threw the tomato and it splated against one of the unimportant grunt pirate's head, shit got real. "Shit just got real!" One confirmed right after the other. They were all silenced with a hand from their leader, who continued to stare down Starzune for a moment longer, sizing her up. And then he brushed her off and turned his attention back towards the assembled villagers. "Dat's right. Dis islands ours now." He slowly nodded up and down, scanning the audience. His following silence was merely a pause for effect, for his next sentence was truly his most important, "Unless…" with just that one word of hope, the people's spirits seemed to pick up a bit and all eyes and ears were glued to the golden man, "Unless one of you can beat me in a classic battle of Grand Line Rhymes!" The sensation of hope seemed to turn into one of confusion as the assembled crowd mumbled amongst themselves, wondering just what a Grand Line Rhymes battle was. Eventually, one fellow asked. "What's a battle of Grand Line Rhymes?" "Heheh, I'm glad you asked. A battle of Grand Line Rhymes is kinda like a singin' contest, except instead of singin', you just start bustin' rhymes on the opponent's ass. Each opponent takes a turn until da other opponent submits to da winner's rhymes!" "I-I know how to rhyme! Roses are red, violets are blu-" "Naw naw naw! It ain't like that kinda rhymes!" One of the grunt pirates barged in, "It's like… "My rhymes are da bess and your's just a mess, so you better 'fess up to being lame, I guess." Yeah, like that!" As the pirate delivered this scathing set of rhymes, a group of his crewmates behind him provided a back-up track consisting primarily of mouth-noises. The villagers all paled at the performance. None of them had any sort of talent in the field of rhyme busting, and that had only been a lame, background character pirate. Surely the leader would be a much fiercer opponent. All seemed lost for the village… "Oh! Look! It's Starzune! She's a singer!" One of the villagers noticed Starzune from a poster they had seen way back when. It had been hard to recognize her when she wasn't wearing rainbow dresses and such, but he couldn't mistake that natural look of a star. "Starzune! Save us from these pirates! I know you can!" "Help us Starzune! Save us! Please! We believe in you! Can I have an autograph?!" The desperate cries for help came from all directions. The Bling Bling pirates went quiet and stared at Starzune. All eyes were on her as the village and pirates waited for her response. And then, to complicate Starzune's life further, came the Surfer King, bearing a difficult, moral choice dilemma type situation, as well as a basket of tomatoes. "Starzune? Come on! We can't get you that surfboard if you don't help with the groceries!" Edited by Nero, Aug 13 2011, 12:37 AM.
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| Titan | Aug 21 2011, 03:07 PM Post #19 |
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At no point had Starzune considered the potential ramifications of her call-out or decision to hurl the produce at the pirates, partially because she believed her conduct to be utterly justified; after all, what the men were wearing could only be called crimes against humanity. Didn’t they say that all was fair in love and war? In that case, whoever these freaks were had clearly decided to wage war against good fashion, and as the defender of all that was stylish and spectacular, Starzune was obliged to fight back. She did not actively rationalize her actions, but these explanations formed unconsciously in the back of her mind, to be called upon in case the press discovered this incident. That was one of the few downfalls of the celebrity lifestyle, Starzune had discovered. Her reckless, brash nature perpetually lead her to act before thinking, always speaking her mind and doing whatever she wanted. During her childhood, she had enjoyed the protection of anonymity, so that her unrulier conduct had been comparatively harmless. Dakota had warned her seriously, however, that as one of the world’s upcoming stars she would be subject to public scrutiny. Of course the occasional scandal would be exciting and even beneficial to her career, but she did not want to constantly make the headlines – at least, not for this kind of affair. Of course, adolescence had not corrupted all of the idol’s morals. She recognized that in a situation like this she was probably obliged to help out; as silly as these pirates were, someone was liable to get hurt if they were unchecked. Just as importantly, anyone with a fashion sense even half as refined as Starzune’s would be suffering from constant visual torture until the gaudy men were disposed of. Unfortunately, she could not dispatch the pirates with the careless brute force she had possessed in her childhood. She had not lost her fearsome strength, but was reluctant to exercise it due to the media attention she anticipated, and for fear of chipping her nails. Her arduous quest for a surfboard would all be meaningless if she returned to the boys with a scruffy, tussled appearance. Such was the challenge of young love! So Starzune had to think, to figure out some way of shooing the miscreants away without getting her hands dirty – oh God, what were they saying? As her appreciation of clothing and lyrical rhythm came under assault simultaneously, Starzune clapped her hands over her ears, wondering why she had gotten herself into this situation. She wished T was here. She didn’t miss his company – she didn’t think anyone could claim to, really – but if he was here she could have forced him to sort out this mess. At the very least he could have out-annoyed the bling pirates, forcing them to retreat. Actually, Starzune remembered that last time T had been the one to bury Courtney in her sand tomb; she wished he was here to trap the cockroach for another ten years. Anyway, allotting her loser of a manager a few seconds’ thoughts on her vacation time was too generous already, so she returned to the crisis at hand. It seemed that she was going to have to beat the pirates in a rap contest. Her pop star training had not included rapping lessons but Starzune was sure she had enough exposure to popular culture that she would be able to hold her own against the likes of these pirates. ”Yo,” she began with what she believed to be a solid, strong opening; the words that came after were less certain, as she had to make up everything as she spoke. ”That ain’t no rap,”. The less grammar she used, the more legit her rap was, right? That seemed like an accurate enough correlation to Starzune. Now all she had to do was think of rhyming words, since she had mastered the hardest step of initiating. She would copy the pirate’s pattern and hope he didn’t notice, as her lack of rapping knowledge became painfully apparent to her. But that didn’t mean that anybody else had to notice. ”Yeah, that’s right, you sap! Get ready to get knocked off the map… Go crying to yo’ momma’s lap!” Starzune hoped she was not being too harsh. She didn’t want to utterly crush the pirates, after all; that would be inhumane. She decided to stop there, and let the pirates crawl away with the tatters of their pride. |
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| Nero | Aug 22 2011, 01:13 AM Post #20 |
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"You got no rhythm and you got no rhyme so prepare townsfolk 'cuz it's about to go sublime I'm the master of the sea and the master of the MC so a captain like me has got some enemies but I don’t fuck around and I take 'em all down and you, lil' girl I'm gonna run you out of town. Fo' sho. I'm tall, you're small I'm strong 'n' you're weak So you run now 'fore your panties start to leak 'cuz once I get goin' I can't be stopped I'll never stop rapping 'til the floors completely mopped. With your face. See, my rhymes are so cold and my rhymes are so tight I know it may sound bold but they're the galaxy's delight and your rhymes are so shit while mine are so legit So I'll say it again you better quit, you git. Look at me! I'm standing on my head! I know what you're thinkin' 'This guy should be in a hospital bed' But no, you don't get it There's a rhyme to all my reasons My ass in the air gonna sing the best rap of the season!" This last verse was followed by a full one-minute of rhythmic farting that filled the town with its musical odor. "Woo! You smell that? That's the smell of victory and I know you ain't got anything; you and this island are history. There's gonna be rap and there's gonna be flavor as soon as I take over I'll be doing a favor So I'll say it one last time just to make sure you hear me you ain't got a chance you can't even come near me 'cuz I'm the master of rap and I'm the master of rhyme and it's gonna be this way for the rest of fucking time! |
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| Titan | Aug 29 2011, 10:29 PM Post #21 |
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Because Starzune, always hurrying since she was so busy, had already moved on to hoping that she had not wounded the hapless pirates' pride fatally, she took several seconds before she even noticed that they had not accepted their obvious defeat and surrendered. In fact, she had already turned away from the motley bunch, preparing to see if the surfer king had finished puttering around so she could get the rest of the shopping over with. Only afterward did she realize that the pain in her ears was not simply the first verse reverberating in her scarred mind. ”Are you serious!?” Starzune believed she was a fairly reasonable individual, and she was pretty generous provided she wasn't expected to function at an ungodly hour like any of the ones before eleven in the morning. Sure, sometimes her actions could be considered unethical, but she more than made up for her occasional transgressions, she thought, with her generous donations to various charities and foundations. Being the kind of person to believe in karma under favorable circumstances, she chose now to lament the unfairness of having to deal with all this headache on her vacation. She wasn't even one of those bitchy girls who complained about everything. She hadn't whined when against all probability, the boys had been snatched away from her by a wicked, scheming cockroach. She had not even drawn the line when her quest for a surfboard had delivered her into the home of some bizarre surfer king, who insisted on her carrying out menial errands for him in exchange for what she sought; most people would have definitely questioned their priorities at that point. And honestly, she probably would have even endured her showdown with the Bling Bling Pirates without complaint if they had only adhered to common rules of courtesy. Basically, Starzune knew that rap battles should never last more than one exchange, no matter what the circumstances were. Also, she knew it was a rule that the second participant always won. That was simply how the world of rap battles worked — Starzune was savvy enough to know that at least. The first party opened with an impressive volley that wowed the crowd, seeming to seal the victory right off the bat, but then the second person came back with a fearsome delivery that simply blew the opposition away. Apparently these people did not know that. Well, that was enough — Starzune had stretched her patience far enough. If the pirates were too stupid to follow the rules of their own game then this pop star had no desire to play it. ”Look, guys, it's been fun...” lied Starzune after a palpable silence. ”But I'm going to go and pretend that I never saw any of you. Just carry on, okay? Losers.' As Starzune walked back into the grocery store, she preferred to think that she was not abandoning the townspeople, but withdrawing from a spectacle she had no need to be in. Why was she obliged to be a heroine anyway? She was just a damsel in distress — a helpless celebrity! Even if that was not actually true, that was the way the media would paint the picture. Besides, anyone who called themselves the Bling Bling Pirates were obviously harmless anyway; there was no need to seriously worry. They would probably walk around annoying people until the marines showed up. ”'kay, so, what else did you want to get?” asked Starzune casually as she returned to the surfer king. |
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| Nero | Sep 11 2011, 09:13 PM Post #22 |
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The Bling Bling pirates simply treated Starzune's remarks and retreat as a form of denial. They knew that they had won, as always, and sent her off with a wave of jeers and hollering. The gathered townspeople didn't look too happy about being abandoned by their supposed hero, but they were far too stunned by Starzune's sudden retreat and still by the Bling Bling captain's impressive display to protest. Still, as big and intimidating and ice cold as the pirates were, whether or not their rein would last through police intervention was debatable. The island would probably be okay. Probably. "Hmph. Well since you decided to go mess around with those goons I actually took care of the rest of the shopping by myself. Thank you very much." The Surfer King gave Starzune a surly, upset old man-like glare. He sniffed and frowned at her a bit more before continuing on a lighter note, "Still, if you can just help me carry these back home I suppose I can still loan you my old board." The Surfer King handed his groceries to Starzune and turned for home, away from the noisy Bling Bling pirates who were still in the middle of celebrating their quick victory over Starzune. Maybe it was because he had already been out for a while now, or maybe he had a mind for punishing Starzune for her negligence, but he seemed to be shuffling back home at an even slower pace than usual. Hopefully his slow pace wouldn't hurt Starzune in the end. Who knows, what if by now Courtney had already courted the two boys and had gone home with them to do something other than surfing? That would make all of this wasted effort for the young pop star, who would then have to track Courtney down to exact her revenge. If she cared that much about revenge that is, but considering that she was a teenage girl that was likely. Edited by Nero, Sep 11 2011, 09:14 PM.
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| Titan | Sep 25 2011, 06:53 PM Post #23 |
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Ugh, old people were so annoying. How did that saying go? She couldn't live with them, but, well, frankly Starzune could easily live without their constant complaining and gross medicinal odors. Unfortunately, the pop star had deemed at this time that she was incapable of surviving without the admiration of the boys, and that in turn made her dependent on the surfer king's board. But really, the simple-enough idea of accompanying the man and shopping for groceries was proving to be an intensive trial, even without accounting for the obnoxious pirate interruption. Starzune wasn't the type to complain about just anything, but she hated the way that old geezers simply could not understand what was obviously common sense. If the surfer king actually believed that she had had any desire whatsoever to be seen anywhere near the Bling Pirates or whatever they were called, then he had to be senile. Starzune's frustration was slowly — or quickly — rising to a peak. It seemed certain that the old man was part of today's conspiracy against her happiness, considering his snail's pace. She would actually have been tempted to just pick the guy up and rush him back to his cave, if not for, well, the grossness of the idea. So she tried to calm herself; tried to stifle her rage by thinking of other, pleasant things. Like parties. And ponies. And turtles. Starzune liked turtles. They were pretty okay. |
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| Nero | Sep 26 2011, 02:40 PM Post #24 |
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"Phew, finally home." The surfer king had finally arrived back to his cave. He took an extra long moment to inhale the salty air of his seaside home upon entering; dragging out Starzune's reward. After a deep, deep inhale of fresh air, he turned to Starzune. "Just set the groceries down on the table and I'll get you your board." He instructed the popstar and then got down on his hands and knees. Crawling about his home and digging through the sand that made up his floor. "It's buried around here somewhere, I'm sure." 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One of the things he uncovered from the sand was a strange, hot pink, pear shaped fruit with a swirly spiral pattern on its skin. Probably a devil fruit. "Ah, here's the board. Sorry for all this, a lot of stuff just washes in from the sea. If you want any of it you can have it, but it's mostly all junk I think." He extended a surfing board out to the popstar. It was bright blue, like his text, and looked quite worn and covered in sand, much like its owner. Still, if he was indeed the surfer king it was probably a good board. |
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| Titan | Sep 26 2011, 04:49 PM Post #25 |
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"Well, this is pretty cool," said Starzune, deciding to take all of the random stuff for herself. Some of it was weird and most of the junk was actually nonsensical, but who could complain about free loot? Starzune thought of this reward as partial compensation for all that she had suffered through today. She crammed the flamingo and vellum and everything else into a bag, picking it up while taking the board in her other hand. "Well, um, thanks, old man. I'm gonna go now. Later." It was time to reclaim the twins. Edited by Titan, Sep 26 2011, 04:49 PM.
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| Nero | Sep 26 2011, 05:23 PM Post #26 |
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"Bye bye" Outside, lying on a beach towel on where else but the beach, Courtney was with the twins. They were rubbing tanning lotion all over her sleek brown carapace. She seemed to be enjoying the attention greatly, and the twins were completely enraptured by her previous surfing skills, as well as her superior looks. Starzune had her work cut out for her. Edited by Nero, Sep 26 2011, 05:24 PM.
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| Titan | Sep 26 2011, 06:24 PM Post #27 |
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"Hey boys, I brought some melons." Waving, Starzune produced the melons and saw the pink pear again. She considered herself an expert in pearology because as a child, she had often toured her father's pear juice factories and she'd learned to recite all the various health benefits and trivia about pears. She realized, now, however, that she had never seen or even heard of such a strangely-colored fruit. She took a bite out of it. "Gross." She threw it at Courtney. |
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| Nero | Sep 26 2011, 07:00 PM Post #28 |
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Courtney got sad and left and then the boys laid down with Starzune on the beach. They thought she was cute. The End...? Edited by Nero, Sep 26 2011, 07:02 PM.
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| Nero | Sep 26 2011, 07:08 PM Post #29 |
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21 SD 10,500,000 beli Devil Fruit Name: Magu Magu no Mi Devil Fruit Type: Logia Devil Fruit Ability: This Devil's Fruit allows its user to turn their body into and manipulate lava. The intense heat can boil water instantly to temperatures that scorch the flesh as well as even smother fire. Edited by Nero, Sep 26 2011, 07:25 PM.
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