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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 8 2014, 11:53 PM Post #16 |
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"Who said that?!?" Standing up, Donkey quickly walked over to his food stores. His eyes were especially keen because his survival was in question. It had been tough enough without anything to drink. If he ran out of food, he'd go crazy. Especially considering the chunk of change he had thrown at buying all these cakes. "I know you're here. You just fricken talked to me. Be a man, and get out here, erm, well..." It was actually a tad hard to pinpoint the gender of whoever had spoken to him. The voice was high pitch and a tad frivolous so to speak. It shifted in pitch from mid to high, and had a sort of lisp to it. Looking back and fourth across the area, Donkey was truly baffled. He didn't see anyone. He didn't see a person, a small talking animal, a speaker/denden/dial/anything technical that could have produced the voice. It was a conundrum, and left Donkey feeling a little odd. "You are here... aren't you?" He scratched his head as he spoke. It was unnerving that they could get away so quickly after speaking like that. He had turned around pretty quickly to look. After spending another minute casually looking about, he turned back to his work. He really wanted to wait until the pot was dry before adding the handle because the pressure he'd have to apply to make it stick would probably put a dent in the still soft clay. The spout had been fairly easy because it was hollow and light, but the handle needed a solid foundation. Dropping a pot of hot water on himself because the handle fell off was not something he wanted to do. That kinda stuff would be incredibly painful. Still though, his yearning for tea was making it hard to hold back. He could easily see himself just snapping that handle right on and filling the pot up to start a nice brew. Donkey knew this would ruin the pot, and wouldn't make tea, but the desire was very strong. His eyes became narrowed, and his pupils dilated as he focused on the thought. His mouth dripped a bit and without realizing it, his body was leaning towards the pot. He had no control, he was about to lunge forward and make his delicious tea and no amount of logic would stop him. In fact, he sudd-"I said eat some damn cake!" Donkey's heart nearly stopped as the familiar voice spoke once more. He spun in a complete circle checking in every direction, but he knew no one would be there. This time, it was very clear that the voice seemed to come from his own head. He didn't know why, or what it meant, but he was severely freaked out. Tea was no longer even a fragment of a thought as he nervously approached the cake. His hands were shaking as he reached down, slid the lid off of one of the boxes, and then grasped a packaged cake. The plastic crinkled under the pressure from his hands. His fingers pinched, then pulled the slick surface until there was a slight pop and it was opened. Donkey slid his fingers in and pulled the cake out with gentle movements. Lifting it to his lips, he opened his mouth and took a decent sized bite. Small crumbles fell from his chin as he began chewing the cake. It was sweet and delicious just as it should be but a dark emotion was eating at him. This whole scenario was way too fucking weird. Mysterious voices practically forcing him to eat cake was not something he was accustomed to. It was true he hadn't eaten in several hours, in fact, slightly over a day, but hunger doesn't talk. He had no idea what the voice was, well, aside from strange. |
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| Leens | Oct 9 2014, 10:46 PM Post #17 |
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"There you go honey, you should be feelin' better!" A wispy little voice carried across the desert air, obviously still talking to Donkey. The voice was male, though it seemed to come from a notably small source, and was almost child-like. It also carried a bit of a lisp. Suddenly a low thrum and a louder hum from the voice, the air from just behind Donkey's food storage began to distort ever so slightly. Long hairs seemed to grow from behind it, reaching out like tentacles grasping for prey and wavering about. A second later and there was a head from behind the crate, all the hair obviously coming from this new being's noggin. He only continued to grow, becoming noticeably larger. His hair's color was a myriad of the rainbow, obviously dyed to attract attention. On the man's face sat a large mustache that nearly covered his mouth, but not so much that you couldn't spot the purple glitter lipstick on his plump lips. His hair straightened itself and lay across his shoulders and presumably down his back, at least to his ass. Finally he stopped growing from behind the tea and cakes, standing at a solid six feet at least. "You need to eat to keep your strength up out here. Well, unless of course you can feel the universe and all that. All over your taut, sleek, glistening body....ahem." The man's eyes were staring lustily at Donkey, but he very quickly restrained himself. He moved from behind the food pile and into full view, and what Donkey saw would likely be surprising. I mean, a six foot tall dude with a fishnet tank top, and particularly large piercings on his nipples that poked through the netting. Below were pants that seemed to be missing quite a bit of cloth, or leather as it were. The inner thighs seemed to be gone, leaving his legs bare down to his shins. Luckily he was wearing a somewhat thick undergarment, but it didn't hide any of his 'manliness'. "Yes, the universe can speak to you here, pretty boy." He coo'd softly, then moved towards Donkey with a gait that wouldn't put most people at ease. "My name's Lyle." The man's overly tanned features turned to a smile, and he offered his hand in a polite gesture to shake. His other hand was on his hips, which were jutted out one way. This man exuded attitude, but not just attitude. He also let off a sagely aura that most would find comforting, even awe-inspiring. This make-up wearing man was obviously very wise. |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 9 2014, 11:17 PM Post #18 |
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Donkey couldn't help but to taste the bile in the back of the throat. He had never pegged himself as a homophobe, but this man was causing Donkey some doubts. Everything about the strange guy screamed 'dangerous' in the worst sort of way. How long had the man been watching? Was he watching as Donkey slept? Was he studying him? These were the sorts of questions that Donkey asked himself, and it only caused fear to well up from deep within. The fact he had been so vulnerable after believing himself to be safe in this secluded wasteland. Then he recalled the cake he had just eaten. This man had practically screamed at him to eat it, and Donkey had followed instructions. Was he dosed? Was something slipped into the pastries delightful strawberry filling? The bile seemed to practically burst from his mouth as it dribbled down his chin and onto the ground. Meanwhile, Donkey was staring dumbfounded at the oddly powerful seeming man in front of him. He brought a hand up to shake, but his balance was thrown off by the nausea. Instead, he chose to speak his greeting. "Huughbyaaaa... blech.... hurlchchchsshhh." A mouthful of partially digested cake splattered out in small flecks and slid down to the ground. His eyes also seemed to go white as they rolled back. He most likely was not dosed, but his own stress, lack of nutrients, and nausea caused his mind to spin just a tad too much. Donkey fell to the ground unconscious in front of this terrifying being that he had trouble comprehending. |
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| Leens | Oct 9 2014, 11:35 PM Post #19 |
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Lyle's face turned to one of confusion as Donkey's mouth dribbled out something unseemly. He retracted his hand almost instantly, placing it on the other side of his hip as he waited for Donkey to work out whatever he was dealing with. Quite suddenly, but not predictably, Donkey puked up a bunch of cakes. Lyle was there at the ready, scooping up the now unconscious man and cradling him in his arms face-down. "Oh my..what a weary boy. Let me take you somewhere safe." Lyle had no trouble slinging Donkey over one shoulder and walking away into the desert. "I'm sure I could teach you a thing or two." ----------- The dry desert air permeated this place. It was Lyle's home, a small sandy looking abode which seemed to be carved from rock. His large form barely fit in the place, but he moved about gracefully in spite of the size constrictions. Inside was just a bed, a shelf, and a chest. Simplicity at it's finest. Beneath a layer of blankets would lay the naked form of Donkey, who was still recuperating from his passing out earlier. The sun had set, but it's light was still barely visible through the rickety wooden door that hung opposite the bed. Lyle had a few things to get ready before Donkey woke up, so he got to his chores. First he started disassembling the rations Donkey had brought along, as they didn't fit through the doorway to Lyle's home while still on the palette. He moved them in as big of armfuls as he could fit into the home, slowly rebuilding the palette inside the sandstone abode. Of course he took the liberty of eating a single cake- it had been so long since Lyle had eaten something like this. He giggled like a girl as he finished it. After the palette was all restocked and pushed into a corner of the home, which still took up about a tenth of the room inside, Lyle moved onto Donkey's clothes. He folded them neatly at the foot of the bed, but was upset when there was actually nothing left to do. Suddenly a light bulb went off in that luxuriously groomed head of his. An hour later and Lyle noticed Donkey's eyes fluttering slightly, and he seemed to be coming to consciousness. Of course it wasn't hard for Lyle to miss, since his face was inches from Donkey's. He was lying across the bed, and it barely fit the two men. Lyle was atop the covers while Donkey under them; he didn't want to give the muscular, virile-looking man the wrong idea.. |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 9 2014, 11:57 PM Post #20 |
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Donkey's eyes instantly closed after he opened them. What he was experiencing must be a dream so he was hoping that realizing he was dreaming while dreaming would wake him up. He clenched his eyes as tight as he could and actually managed to convince himself he was asleep and that when he opened his eyes he would be awake. His nerves came off edge and he calmed down quite a bit. He even had a gentle smile on his cheeks knowing that things would be better. With a relieved sigh, he opened his eyes. He did not like the situation that he had allowed himself to fall into. First of all, he could tell just by the sensations on his skin that he was naked. That was the first red flag that was raised in his mind. In no way was it acceptable for him to be naked when he wasn't aware of undressing. The second red flag that was raised was the fact that he was clearly inside a cave. Furthermore, from what he could see, there was only one narrow tunnel out and it seemed like a tight squeeze. He didn't even know how he had gotten in there. The third red flag was because the... less than straight male he had med previously was sharing the bed with him. Not only sharing, but he was draped over top of Donkey. And the final flag, which completely set Donkey on edge, above all else, was because of the man's breath. It smelled of... Donkey's cakes. "OH HELLLLL NO." Donkey's roar echoed in the narrow chamber. Faster than the blink of an eye, Donkey had slid out from under the covers, hopped off the bed, and cradled himself over top of his cakes. "No one eats my cakes but me. Mine. You thief." Donkey's eyes were bloodshot and locked onto the criminal before him. |
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| Leens | Oct 10 2014, 12:18 AM Post #21 |
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Lyle's reaction was instant, though not so exaggerated as Donkey's. He slowly turned his cheery eyes to face Donkey, who had gone in an instant from laying in bed to draping himself over his cakes. Lyle just let out a light chuckle while batting an eyelid. "Sorry honey, I thought just one bite would be okay. It's been a long time since I've tasted anything so sweet.." Despite an apparent lack of sweets though, Lyle's voice was pretty sugary. His eyes roamed up and down and side to side, taking in every inch of Donkey's robust form. "Though I'm not sure your display is much of a warning, so much as an invitation.." The last bit was little more than a whisper, so Donkey would likely not hear Lyle's praise. With that the flamboyant man stood up from his bed and stretched, jutting his hips out in front of him and throwing his chest backward. It was a terrifying display. "You know, you really don't need all those cakes." Lyle's face wasn't in view, but Donkey would be able to hear him just fine. The man didn't sound strained, even as he bent his back into a half-moon shape, his feet flat on the floor while his hands were also palm down on the ground. All the while he didn't make a single strained grunt or anything. "In fact, you could be in far greater control of that sexy bod' you've got. And..." Lyle stopped and brought himself back to a standing position. His tanned skin showed no moisture, no sign of strain whatsoever. Despite the heat of the hovel, his skin seemed not to sweat at all. His hair moved ever so slightly in place, though it was unnoticeable to the untrained eye. "And you could subsist off less than one tenth of those cakes if you so desired. I could teach you." With that last bit Lyle winked at Donkey. For anyone else it might have been hard to tell if Lyle was disturbed or just had the hots for Donkey, but he very clearly radiated some kind of knowledge that most people didn't seem to have. It was as if Lyle had the secret answer, though what the question was had yet to be known. "So? Wanna stay here with me and train? It will be worth your while.." |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 10 2014, 12:31 AM Post #22 |
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"Like hell you can have a damn bite of my cakes..." Donkey was more protective than a dedicated mother bird guarding her nest from a devious raccoon trying to snatch its eggs. He even started to growl for a moment, but the flamboyant he-beast continued to talk in its frivolous tone. Donkey was only half listening the whole time. The first thing he concerned himself with was cloths. He saw his muddy shit heap of fabric on the ground and quickly donned it. He wasn't worried about the filth at all. He just wanted to get his precious doohickies out of the other man's view. Once he had slid the dirt smeared clothing onto his body, he went back to his stack. The other man was still talking. Donkey didn't pause to listen to what was being said. he draped himself back over his cakes then began to frantically pull the small cakes free from the cardboard containers, then tore the packaging from the delicious treats and started shoving them into his mouth. He crammed two in and started ripping two more free as he chomped maniacally. Meanwhile, the other guy was doing weird shit on the floor, or something. Donkey simply could not be bothered to pay attention to the guy. He already knew the fella was weird so not much would surprise him at the moment. He was done with the first two, had two more in his mouth, and was somehow managing to un-package four more at once. His cheeks were puffed out like a squirrel's. His general goal was to eat all of the cakes so fast that the other man couldn't take anymore. When the man seemed to finish speaking and addressed Donkey with a question, there was little he could do to respond. He looked up a little blankly with two large chunks of mashed sugar stuffing his round cheeks, "Huh?" A large crumb feel from his mouth as he spoke, but he caught it mid air and stuffed it back in. |
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| Leens | Oct 10 2014, 12:47 AM Post #23 |
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Lyle felt his frustration building. It was near ready to burst. His rage would know no bounds, it would decimate this other man in a flurry of anger and negativity. "Hmph." That was it. A pouty sigh. This dingy fellow who popped up in Lyle's desert out of nowhere, where did he get off ignoring Lyle's offer of help like that? Well, he was sure to be feeling bad by now. That sigh had more than likely gotten to this man's core. Unless... "Oh baby..you're just playin' hard to get.." Lyle giggled coquettishly, then took a single step towards Donkey. "Well now.." Another step. "if that's how it is.." Again, Lyle moved closer. "Then we'll just have to play along, now won't we?" He was now only a foot from Donkey and the cake stash, then he turned and walked right out the door into the night. From there he leaned on the outside of his hovel, silently meditating. Edited by Leens, Oct 10 2014, 12:49 AM.
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 10 2014, 01:16 AM Post #24 |
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Hmmmm, maybe this guy wasn't so bad. Donkey didn't really know what was happening, but the dude had just left which gave Donkey a lot of time to continue eating. This cave was certainly cozy, and it beat being out in the wastelands baking under the sun like a fool. He wasn't sure if there was water nearby, but if this weird guy was living here, then he probably had a source somewhere nearby or knew where to get it. Content with how things were at the moment, Donkey continued eating his cakes, but climbed off of them now that the threat wasn't in the room. He took a large bite from each cake he had in his hands, then swallowed the bites with glee. He looked down at what he was eating while continuing to chew. It was definitely a good idea to bring cakes out here for his training. Obviously the other thing he brought out to sustain himself was a good choice as well. He loved a nice cup of t- You know what, Donkey could go for some tea right now. He grabbed a box from his stack and removed one of the packets. He then reached over and grasped at where he expected his handmade tea kettle and tea cup should be. They weren't there. He also didn't know why he expected them to be here because he was no longer at his water hole in the middle of nowhere. Rather, he was in some weirdos cave... without his hard earned tea pot. How the hell was he supposed to make tea without his pot? He was even starting to doubt that this fellow had a water supply. "Grrrrr..." He frantically searched around for something he could use, but the room was so simple. There was nothing. Nothing at all. In a rage he took off out the narrow exit. It was indeed hard to fit through, so he was pretty impressed with the flamboyant male who was hosting him. How did he carry Donkey in there? Whatever, Donkey needed his tea fix. Once out, he paid no heed to the man waiting outside. He just took off sprinting at his max speed, while bending close to the ground and turning into his hybrid zoan form to speed him up even more. He wanted his tea in a hurry. Now that he had slept, and let the pot dry, it was probably usable. But what if something awful had happened like a wild animal smashing it or a tumbleweed running it over?!? Donkey couldn't afford to take his time. "I neeeeeeed ittt!" His words trailed off into the wind. |
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| Leens | Oct 10 2014, 01:34 AM Post #25 |
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Lyle was instantly satisfied with Donkey's reaction. He knew the impatient man would try to leave sooner or later, but sooner was better. It had taken Donkey all of two minutes to leave the cave, and he had seemed to ignore Lyle on the way out. When the racer sped off into the distance while transforming into a weird horseman, well that didn't phase Lyle. He just grinned and closed his eyes for a second, taken in by glorious meditation. Lyle spoke to the universe, or whatever. His hair began to flutter about, then quickly shrank from his ass all the way to his shoulders. Lyle's rippling muscles began to smooth out from his torso, until his upper body was far thinner. His legs also seemed to slim down, though they became more defined. This all happened in a matter of about a second, and so with a contented breath he took off into the dust that Donkey had left. Speeding across the desert as a rainbow-hued blur was Lyle, running just as fast- if not faster- than Donkey. He caught up to the other man in no time. "Hey there big boy, off so soon?" At such high speeds Lyle had to shout over the sound of the air rushing past him, but Donkey was sure to hear it. More than that, the other man would probably be surprised by Lyle's altered appearance, as well as his insane speed. Whether or not Donkey was surprised though Lyle didn't care. He just grinned and zoomed off, passing up Donkey and speeding off into the night. Lyle made it to the water-hole site, then waited there with his now thin arms crossed. His bare feet tapped gently against the sad, and from one finger balanced Donkey's makeshift teapot. "Perhaps now he will understand exactly what it is he can learn from me." Lyle giggled to himself as a familiar dust cloud came into view. |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 10 2014, 02:39 AM Post #26 |
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What in the name of... What just happened? Donkey recalled running out of the cave at top speed, and enjoying the nice breeze hitting him as he went. One of the parts he liked most was feeling the wind rushing past you as you went. It cooled you off, and just felt good in general. It made him feel almost powerful or something along those lines. The fact that he could feel a sensation no one else could because he was faster than them. That is what drives him to work so hard in running, and to beat people over and over. But what the hell? Moments before something had passed him. It was running on two legs, like him, that much he was sure of. It had been moving fast at a blur, leaving a rainbow stream behind it as it went. Glitter was dusted on the ground, leaving a trail in the direction whatever it was had gone. Donkey had a sick feeling in his gut because he suspected that he knew what the fast thing had been. He dreaded the thought that it may be the man from the cave. He really didn't want to admit that he was slower than the man. Another thing that Donkey realized while out in the wastes was that he didn't actually know how to get back to his watering hole. He had dashed out into a place he hadn't been before, so he didn't know what direction they had come from while he was passed out. It was negligent, but he had been acting in the moment. Decidedly, he would have to follow the trail of glitter. He hoped beyond all hopes that it was some mysterious animal so he could at least claim he was the fastest human, but he had a hunch that it wouldn't be so. The glitter looked familiar, and as he followed it, a slim tall figure showed up in the distance. Donkey let out a sigh of relief because the shape in the distance was definitely not the man from before. It was too skinny, and it just seemed wrong. When he got closer, he saw what was in its hand and his heart rose, then he saw the face and his heart sank back down. It was indeed the mysterious homo, and Donkey could not explain how the man had changed. The guy just had. Skinnier, lankier, and somehow, the dude had outraced him. Donkey had lost to this man because of something the guy did to change in his own body. How was that possible? How could someone possibly change their body proportions? It was absurd. The guy seemed a bit cocky when Donkey approached, but Donkey wouldn't let that bother him. He had to be 'polite' because he wanted to be faster and this man knew how. "You've caught my interest. Is this what you wanted to teach me earlier?" |
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| Leens | Oct 10 2014, 01:13 PM Post #27 |
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"Fufufu, 'interest' indeed. Lyle's lips pursed and then puckered, and he blew a cute little kiss at Donkey. It was super homo. But that's not the point. Immediately after his hair began to elongate in a flurry of color. It fell down past his waist this time, past even his ass. Meanwhile his upper body repopulated all of it's muscle and evened out, turning Lyle back into the buff mustachio'd man he was before. He flexed all of his returned bulk and posed for a bit. "Mmm, that's better." After he was done admiring himself he closed his eyes and seemed to focus himself. "You see, little friend..." His elongated hair grew longer still, reaching the ground and then moving outwards. Strands from all over began to rise and float about like an octopus or something. It began grabbing at anything nearby, like rocks and stuff. It even managed to nab a lizard. Finally a few long strands stretched forward and got really close to Donkey, but they seemed to restrain themselves from caressing his body. Lyle's mustache grew outwards as well and began grasping at the air around it. It was magnificent and bushy. "..this is the universe. This is enlightenment. This is true fabulousness." His muscles strained and seemed to ripple with otherworldly power. "And I can teach you, my boy. My sweet, succulent, handsome little boy..." Lyle held out his hand, but not for a handshake this time. No, this proposed union was far more meaningful. The covenant between master and apprentice. "Oh, I've got so very much to teach you." |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 10 2014, 01:36 PM Post #28 |
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Donkey wasn't even moderately impressed by the man controlling his hair. This wasn't the ability he wanted to learn, and it didn't interest him at all. All he wanted to learn were the body changing techniques that the man displayed which allowed him to change dramatically in size and made him faster. If Donkey wanted to be the fastest racer, he needed to have a technique such as this where he could slim down even further and reinforce the muscles in his legs so that he could run super fast. He felt like if he had a similar technique then he could beat this man in a race. Hell, he could be one of the fastest people in the world if he had an ability like that. By combining his transformations from his devil fruit with the seemingly magic skills that this man used, he'd be a truly fearsome racer. Donkey nodded impatiently as the man spoke a bit, and he even let out a disgruntled groan. This man talked too much. He wasn't fast and too the point, so Donkey was a tad irritated. "Yeah yeah, okay." Donkey nodded his head furiously when the guy said he had a lot to teach. Of course he did, that's the whole reason Donkey was still there. What a dumbo. If Donkey didn't think this guy had anything to teach, he wouldn't be wasting his time standing there. The man stuck out his hand once more, and Donkey didn't know what he wanted. He didn't really want to shake the dudes hand so he improvised a bit. "Oh, a low-five." With a quick swing, he slapped the man's hand in an energetic fashion. "Oh yeah, give me my pot. It's fragile." Donkey's tone was a bit rude, but this dude did handle his pot without permission. Donkey's hand was held out expectantly. He wanted his damn pot so he could make some tea. This dude had no reason to hold onto it, so he'd probably give it back, but Donkey wasn't sure. The guy wasn't exactly normal, so it was hard to put any trust into his actions. |
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| Leens | Oct 10 2014, 06:40 PM Post #29 |
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Lyle's grand grin turned into something more of a mocking grin. His voluptuous eyebrows furrowed slightly and he stared menacingly at Donkey. "Oh, this pot?" Lyle casually lifted it upwards and looked at it with thinly veiled criticism. He knew he had to change his attitude if he wanted to keep this wonderful stallion in his life a little longer, so Lyle was trying at a new play. "Since when do losers ever get to order around the winners? The way I figure it.." Lyle inched ever closer to Donkey, sashaying his leather bound hips from side to side. Finally he closed in on Donkey's personal space, getting right good and close like a real creeper. "You gotta finish your training before you get to demand anything of me." Lyle took Donkey's shoulders forcibly between his two big arms and spun the other man around to face towards the direction the cave was in. "So here's the deal: you just come on home with me and we'll see what we can do about getting you some tea." Lyle gripped Donkey's shoulders a bit tighter in his hands, then brought his face next to Donkey's ear. In a hushed tone he spoke to Donkey, though it was particularly more menacing than before. "You get that sweet little ass back to that cave before I make you. Capeesh?" Donkey would feel Lyle's elongated mustache feeling the sides of his cheeks, while Lyle's hair slowly lapped against his dirtied clothes. Whatever the training would be, it was going to be a terrifying trial at this rate. Lyle just needed one last comment to send it all home. "Unless you enjoy being a slow, worthless loser?" |
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| K1ngIsBack | Oct 11 2014, 01:03 AM Post #30 |
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Donkey was a bit speechless. The guy was absolutely right. This was like his childhood all over again. His brother constantly beat him in everything they did, and he'd gloat or make demands of Donkey as a reward. Donkey shuddered at the thought of what this man was going to ask for. He didn't speak up in protest, or question what the man said. He simply followed instructions. Every word the man said stung, but he couldn't do anything in protest. The winner was always right, and the winner got to do what they wanted. It was the rules of the world. As the man said, Donkey wasn't allowed to make demands until he had completed the training, and by extension, beat the man in a race and claim victory. With a forlorn pace, Donkey slowly walking in the direction he was told to go in. He was slow, and his head drooped down, but he was also a little excited. He may have lost, but he was also about to learn a secret method of getting even faster. There was nothing in this world that he desired more than getting faster. It should be worth it in the end, even if it took years to learn. When they got back to the cave, Donkey struggled to squeeze back inside. Getting through the tight entrance was a chore every time, but he eventually made it through. With the pot now in the small hovel, Donkey brewed some delicious tea and started eating some cakes with it. It had brought a lot of shame upon him, but he had succeeded in getting his pot so they could make tea. He sipped it for a few minutes, and finished his cake before finally wiping his mouth and settling down. He closed his eyes, and got on his knees, before sitting in seiza. When he faced his new 'master', he gave a deep bow. "Please teach me your ways... sensei." He had resigned himself to learn this man's mysterious ways. It was for the greater good. TIME SKIP TIME |
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