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melodiesoflife2014-12-16 01:51 pm
gomu_ningen) wrote in melodiesoflife2014-12-16 01:51 pm
Dreams Across the Water - [Bulletin Board Post to Action]
Who: [OU] Monkey D. Luffy and if you'd like? You!
When: The afternoon of the 16th of December
Where: At the river bank where there should be (assuming) a number of boats docked and ready for use.
What: The call for adventure is too difficult to ignore. There's something out there. The Queen? Answers? It's all waiting to be discovered by some one.
Warnings: Possible language, but nothing else as of yet.
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Luffy is not known for his prose or his dictation, but thankfully Pakku is able to convey the urgency of his message with the sort of inflection and severity that the pirate wishes for. Upon the bulletin board in town is posted a simple scroll. No illustrations with the energetic hand so frequently used these days by Luffy, no assumptions or odd-ball questions that he was commonly putting to those he caught on Mognet's many deliveries. This time, at the height of the hour, the pirate is direct and to the point with his intent. To those who read, the post flows as follows:
To those whom it may concern, to the individuals who have met and befriended Monkey D. Luffy,
There is a voice which calls to people of the sea, the sort of siren that sings the sweetest of hymns that even the strongest will of the heart cannot ignore. This voice has been gripping at my soul since I arrived here, telling of a vast world to explore and an endless sea to chart. There's a scent of adventure, a hanging air that pulls at the very essence of my being that I am afraid is winning in a struggle that I have given great opposition to.
I have not met many here, but the few that I have had the pleasure of crossing paths with, for better or for worse, have been the sort of people that this world needs more of. Persons vying to fulfill their dreams, to seek out the answers which draw at both their waking thoughts and manifests beyond comprehension in their sleep. If ever we are to meet again in this world, I do hope it is over good drink and incredible food. One can never have too much of either in their lives.
I know not where this river will take me, or where my journey may end, but I know I do this with no regrets or fear. What I do I do so knowing that my life is on the line, but I would have it no other way. If I am not giving to this adventure fully, then what point is there in living? I'm setting out to see what it is that we've been brought here, to refuse this title of "hero" that's been given to me, and take charge of the pirate blood which flows inside my veins.
Pakku and I thank you for your generosity,your patience and your compassion.
Dearest regards,
Captain Monkey D. Luffy
Pakku the Moogle
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Meanwhile, at the river bank
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Pakku wipes away the tears in his eyes. It's been some time since the fluffy companion has set out beyond the continent, away from the comforts of home and the delicious food in which it provided. It takes a great deal of conviction to try and collect himself while he tugs upon the ropes which keep the small row boat in place. Having tiny mitts for hands isn't the most accommodating to the task, which only adds to his worry about what may lie ahead on the open waters.
Having to care for a pirate who cannot swim sends a whole different set of anxious shivers down his miniature spine, or what little of it actually exists, as far as courage is concerned.
"Almost done, Pakku?," the pirate asks from the head of the small boat.
"Can't-.. *SNIFF* Can't we stay just-.. Just one more night?"
"No can do! You can't hear that? The sea is begging for us to explore it, Pakku! You wanna' just stay here and get dusty and let them call us he-Ah! I mean, use that stupid word again?"
The boat certainly doesn't belong to Luffy, and in an rare circumstance where the self-proclaimed pirate actually commits and act of piracy, he hasn't chosen the best vessel for a long journey. He isn't bothering to keep quiet, either, drawing the attention of any and all who might be walking along the small pier and bank.
"Come on, Pakku! Wipe away those tears! You're a man, aren't you?!"
"I'm a Moogle.. *SNIFF*"
"That's the spirit!"
When: The afternoon of the 16th of December
Where: At the river bank where there should be (assuming) a number of boats docked and ready for use.
What: The call for adventure is too difficult to ignore. There's something out there. The Queen? Answers? It's all waiting to be discovered by some one.
Warnings: Possible language, but nothing else as of yet.
- - - -
Luffy is not known for his prose or his dictation, but thankfully Pakku is able to convey the urgency of his message with the sort of inflection and severity that the pirate wishes for. Upon the bulletin board in town is posted a simple scroll. No illustrations with the energetic hand so frequently used these days by Luffy, no assumptions or odd-ball questions that he was commonly putting to those he caught on Mognet's many deliveries. This time, at the height of the hour, the pirate is direct and to the point with his intent. To those who read, the post flows as follows:
To those whom it may concern, to the individuals who have met and befriended Monkey D. Luffy,
There is a voice which calls to people of the sea, the sort of siren that sings the sweetest of hymns that even the strongest will of the heart cannot ignore. This voice has been gripping at my soul since I arrived here, telling of a vast world to explore and an endless sea to chart. There's a scent of adventure, a hanging air that pulls at the very essence of my being that I am afraid is winning in a struggle that I have given great opposition to.
I have not met many here, but the few that I have had the pleasure of crossing paths with, for better or for worse, have been the sort of people that this world needs more of. Persons vying to fulfill their dreams, to seek out the answers which draw at both their waking thoughts and manifests beyond comprehension in their sleep. If ever we are to meet again in this world, I do hope it is over good drink and incredible food. One can never have too much of either in their lives.
I know not where this river will take me, or where my journey may end, but I know I do this with no regrets or fear. What I do I do so knowing that my life is on the line, but I would have it no other way. If I am not giving to this adventure fully, then what point is there in living? I'm setting out to see what it is that we've been brought here, to refuse this title of "hero" that's been given to me, and take charge of the pirate blood which flows inside my veins.
Pakku and I thank you for your generosity,
Dearest regards,
Captain Monkey D. Luffy
Pakku the Moogle
- - - - - - -
Meanwhile, at the river bank
- - - - - - -
Pakku wipes away the tears in his eyes. It's been some time since the fluffy companion has set out beyond the continent, away from the comforts of home and the delicious food in which it provided. It takes a great deal of conviction to try and collect himself while he tugs upon the ropes which keep the small row boat in place. Having tiny mitts for hands isn't the most accommodating to the task, which only adds to his worry about what may lie ahead on the open waters.
Having to care for a pirate who cannot swim sends a whole different set of anxious shivers down his miniature spine, or what little of it actually exists, as far as courage is concerned.
"Almost done, Pakku?," the pirate asks from the head of the small boat.
"Can't-.. *SNIFF* Can't we stay just-.. Just one more night?"
"No can do! You can't hear that? The sea is begging for us to explore it, Pakku! You wanna' just stay here and get dusty and let them call us he-Ah! I mean, use that stupid word again?"
The boat certainly doesn't belong to Luffy, and in an rare circumstance where the self-proclaimed pirate actually commits and act of piracy, he hasn't chosen the best vessel for a long journey. He isn't bothering to keep quiet, either, drawing the attention of any and all who might be walking along the small pier and bank.
"Come on, Pakku! Wipe away those tears! You're a man, aren't you?!"
"I'm a Moogle.. *SNIFF*"
"That's the spirit!"
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She stepped forward and offered her hand, "James Kidd." She wasn't entirely sure about him, but keeping her options open would be a good idea. He couldn't be any worse than Jack Rackham was.
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"You don't want to come with? There's enough room on here for three. I think."
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Luffy pats himself down, checking to see if perhaps he has a DenDenMushi on himself.
"Nope. Guess you can't answer it then. I'm sure you'll pick it up some day when you can get to a DenDen."
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"Right. Well good luck to you, Captain. Perhaps I'll see you next time you're in port." She's not about to trust her new life to someone who seems to be just playing at pirate. Maybe he he proves himself her mind will change, but for now gathering information about this world has priority over returning to the sea.
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It wasn't often that Men of the Sea were able to meet other passionate sailors without some sort of altercation. A wish of good luck was greater than any chest of treasure he could find, especially if there feelings were truly there.
"I'll be sure to make plenty of stories to tell when I get back!"