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[Video] / Action for Violet City
Aug. 15th, 2012 07:57 pm[Smoker's up on Sprout Tower. The outside of it, high up. How he got there is better left unasked.]
And here I thought I promised never to come back here.
[What can he say, he's feeling nostalgic, even if he spent months in this city with people no longer in the world. Just one of those days. Around his neck he's sporting a certain monkey wearing a straw-hat. Though he's got his murkrow out next to him. But for once, they aren't bickering, just quietly reflecting his own distant mood. What can he say indeed? He should be chasing pirates, or dealing with his crew nearly blowing themselves up or some other stupid thing. Instead he's surrounded by animals and little kids. But that's almost a good thing, which really just makes it weird.]
I hate the song for this place. [And nope, he never can master the art of tuning it out.] All right, everyone on this fake den den mushi thing, what's the rarest pokemon you've seen or heard of? One you're sure almost no one else has? Would you rather have one like that, or just one you consider strong? Maybe one you can be friends with?
Certain idiots in my world have a convoluted idea of treasure. For the stupidest of them, it's money or gold. For the wiser ones, it's usually some random piece of junk that has memories attached to it. Actually, my world is a lot like this place. Millions of idiots try to rush to the end of the end of the Grand Line, fighting other pirates or marines just like gym leaders, all to prove they're the strongest, or the best, or to try to reach the end and see what the greatest treasure in all the world is. It makes me wonder if there really is a treasure at the end of all this, but then, I was never one to hunt One Piece, just the pirates along the way.
And here I thought I promised never to come back here.
[What can he say, he's feeling nostalgic, even if he spent months in this city with people no longer in the world. Just one of those days. Around his neck he's sporting a certain monkey wearing a straw-hat. Though he's got his murkrow out next to him. But for once, they aren't bickering, just quietly reflecting his own distant mood. What can he say indeed? He should be chasing pirates, or dealing with his crew nearly blowing themselves up or some other stupid thing. Instead he's surrounded by animals and little kids. But that's almost a good thing, which really just makes it weird.]
I hate the song for this place. [And nope, he never can master the art of tuning it out.] All right, everyone on this fake den den mushi thing, what's the rarest pokemon you've seen or heard of? One you're sure almost no one else has? Would you rather have one like that, or just one you consider strong? Maybe one you can be friends with?
Certain idiots in my world have a convoluted idea of treasure. For the stupidest of them, it's money or gold. For the wiser ones, it's usually some random piece of junk that has memories attached to it. Actually, my world is a lot like this place. Millions of idiots try to rush to the end of the end of the Grand Line, fighting other pirates or marines just like gym leaders, all to prove they're the strongest, or the best, or to try to reach the end and see what the greatest treasure in all the world is. It makes me wonder if there really is a treasure at the end of all this, but then, I was never one to hunt One Piece, just the pirates along the way.
