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| Hatchan | May 29 2016, 11:07 AM Post #1 |
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This is your Day Thread. Post here to your heart's content and perform Tribal Actions and Collections here. Refer to the Master Thread for stats, resource pools, and more information. --------CONFESSIONAL-------- How do you like the challenges so far? How do you like the roleplay of others? Whose is the best? Who will return first, Arlong or Chew? Why? Answer these in your Confessionals. A confessional post of "substantial quality" will net you ONE FREE TRIBUTE POINT each Day. --------CHALLENGE INFORMATION-------- There will be a Challenge on Day 14 (Wednesday). Details will be given once they become available. --------TRIBUTE SYSTEM-------- Please don't forget to Pay Tribute to Arlong in your confessionals! The one tribe that contributes the most will receive a Reward on Day 13. The one tribe that contributes the least will receive a Punishment on Day 13. If multiple players tie for advantage or punishment, then usually, all tied players will receive them. If a player is ever eligible for both advantage AND penalty, they will default to receiving the Penalty. --------COLLECTIONS-------- Hunt Food: Hatchan Collect Water: Carrot - Kanjuro Gather Wood: Caesar Edited by Hatchan, May 30 2016, 08:15 AM.
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 01:41 AM Post #81 |
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I agree with the both of you. Bright yellow is more lively, captures the spirit of the kill. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 01:46 AM Post #82 |
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Caesar Clown pondered deeply. "I think," he began, before he was cut short by the team's marketable mascot. "Not you Caesar Clown," she said, "the real genius in our midst." Four pairs of eyes turned towards Greg. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 01:53 AM Post #83 |
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"I just want to poke things with my stick-y thing-y," said Greg. " I wish I had 2 of them. Then I could poke 2 things at once." "2 of them..." repeated Kanjuro. "2 of them... 2..." "GREG! You're brilliant!!!" Shouted Caesar. "Quick! To the Kuroobi camp!" |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:00 AM Post #84 |
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So the team forced Caesar to form a Gas Balloon, and rode him to Kuroobi's den. Kuroobi was just waxing his dull fins, hoping to be more noticeable, when suddenly, his window came crashing down. Carrot jumped in, claws extended, a look of anger on her face. "Aha!" she exclaimed. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 02:07 AM Post #85 |
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"Wait, what?" Carrot said. "I thought for sure we'd find your corpse here, the next victim of these murders." "Pretty birds!" shouted Greg. "Carrot-dono!!!!" exclaimed Kanjuro. "Those aren't fins! They're swans!!" "And that's not Kuroobi!" shouted Garp. "It must be Mr. 2 Bon Clay!!!!" |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:11 AM Post #86 |
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"Mr. 2! How could you do this?!" asked Caesar in shock. "I..i..it's not what you think friends," stammered Mr. 2. "This runs much deeper than what you see. I'm pretending to be Kuroobi...because Kuroobi is also missing! I don't want my tribe to be distraught you see. I'd do anything for friendship!" "So...Arlong is missing, Kuroobi missing, Pisaro dead, Chew dead, Vander Decken dead.... there seems to be a common theme here..." mused the wise Kanjuro. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 02:18 AM Post #87 |
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"They are all men," proclaimed Greg the Wise |
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| Kanjuro | May 30 2016, 02:23 AM Post #88 |
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"Do we trust Bon Clay on this? He didn't hesitate to kill Decken." Garp turned to his team. "Greg, pay attention. The birds will still be there later." "I don't believe Bon-chan," Carrot paused before continuing, "The Kuroobi from earlier was real. I'm sure of it. So in no time at all, Kuroobi is now missing and Bon went from executioner to dojo stand-in?" |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:25 AM Post #89 |
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"That's sexist," proclaimed Caesar, "Carrot's a girl AND a Mink, and is still part of Hatchan's Bad Boys." "Hmmm... sexist.... kinda sounds like sexual.... which sounds like sexual harassment...." said Garp. "Mhmmm..." agreed Kanjuro, "and harassment, leads to lawsuits.... and I know a guy by the name of Law..." "Oh for heaven's sake!" erupted Carrot. "They're all Fishmen!" |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:27 AM Post #90 |
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Re-order my line before Kanjuro's and the story still makes sense. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 02:31 AM Post #91 |
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Carrot wasted no time in searching throughout Kuroobi's dojo for clues. Her superior sense of smell and instincts, along with her unmatched hearing led her to a locked door. Using her trusty axe, she broke the door down in two quick strikes! "ARLONG-KUN!!!!!!" cried the young beautiful mink upon seeing her lover beaten and bloody but still barely alive on the floor. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:34 AM Post #92 |
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"You wanna see the real Kuroobi?" asked Mr. 2. "Follow me." He led them to a room inside the small house. Inside, they saw a puddle of blue paint on the ground. On closer inspection, the paint was a poorly drawn image of Kuroobi! "You see," explained Mr. 2., "what you thought was the real Kuroobi a bit earlier was actually a painting given temporary life by your painter friend over there. Although I don't blame you for the mix-up, the art quality is unimaginably good!" "Whoa, that's deep," said Caesar. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:35 AM Post #93 |
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Freaking keep getting ninja'd lollll. Wish I could delete posts. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:36 AM Post #94 |
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"Who did this to you?" asked Carrot, tears in her eyes. "WHO WILL I HAVE TO MAKE PAY FOR THIS?!" Arlong rasped out a few breaths, but was unable to form any understandable words. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 02:36 AM Post #95 |
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Alright, bad boys. Bring it home for me. This bunny's gotta get her beauty sleep. I expect more hilarity, pictures, and blood when I wake up! And someone be sure to save it all in case of a surprise tribe switch or something. |
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| Carrot | May 30 2016, 02:38 AM Post #96 |
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Sorry, CiCi-chan! Worry no more <3 |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:51 AM Post #97 |
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Full Story So Far: It was a beautiful day on a certain island; the sun was shining and the birds were chirping. Chew's corpse was rotting at his camp. Everything was as it should be. Everyone on the island basked in the sun's warm glow, greatly enjoying the gentle breeze, but not enjoying the foul stench of the dead Fishman's corpse quite as much. Poets would later describe the scene as a perfect metaphor for society, but only give vague and incoherent rambling answers when asked to explain just how that made any sense. Everyone was in glee and started to prepare for a special occasion. It only happened 52 times a year, or once a week, depending how you looked at it. All eyes were on the village square in the center of the island. The weekly lynching was about to begin. This week featured none other than Vander Decken IX. The town suspected he was involved with the mafia, due to his disturbing fascination with planting bombs everywhere. Mr. 2 Bon Clay was to be the executioner. He was also the judge and jury, wearing a different face for each one. Decken stood before the crowd gathered around the gallows. "Is there anything you would like to say to these people?" questioned Mr. 2 in a booming voice. "BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!! What is dead may never die!!! Though my body may hang, my soul will fly, and just like the Noah, my curse shall rain down upon the Kuroobi tribe for generations to come!!!! BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!" Conis was in the crowd. "Let me be the executioner, Bon-chan!" "No. You've already gotten blood on your hands Conis. Remember the fishman prom incident?" Bon looked to the marked man once again. "Is that all you have to say Decken?!" "BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!! If keeps you from pulling the lever, I can talk all day!!! BAHOH-" Mr. 2 pulled the lever and Decken's body dropped. "You think your threats scare us Decken?" shouted a voice from the crowd. "Even if you're dead, doesn't mean I won't kick your ectoplasmic ass!" Another voice chimed in, "We've suffered enough harassment from this man! I'm glad he's lynched" The mob searched Decken's lifeless body. In his coat they found a badge that said "BAHOHOHO" They also found a medical doctor's degree from Gyojin University. He was the island doctor. "Well....damn," said Mr. 2. "I was sure we had found Chew's murderer here. I don't know why we kill people and then check their IDs, but tradition is tradition I guess." "This is sexual harassment," chimed in Kalifa. "Why do we even care who murdered Chew? They did us all a favor." "Well nobody cares about Chew, but Arlong-kun is missing," said Carrot solemnly, "and we need to find out who's responsible before it's too late. There's a good chance these cases are related." The mob turned to Kalifa. "You've accused the both of them of a lot of sexual harassment," Conis cried out. "And you murdered Pisaro-sama with your bear hands!," was Kalifa's response. "Bear hands?!" exclaimed Conis. "I know my hands are slightly larger than average, but that is just rude!" "Let's go find Kuroobi and see what he knows about all this. He is one of Chew and Arlong's closest allies," Bon decided. "We could ask Hatchan, but he's too busy being amazing." So the excited mob ran towards Kuroobi's dojo, pitchforks in hand, ready to find out some answers. The mob was brought to halt as they watched Mohmoo fly in the air towards them. The defeated sea cow landed in their path. There was a giant boot print on its forehead; it seemed to have been kicked from the direction of Kuroobi's dojo. Zoro, starving from never being able to find the kitchen, immediately rushed over and started devouring Mohmoo raw. "Well at least we won't have to deal with the stench of two rotten fish corpses," quipped Inazuma, before taking another sip of wine. The mob, somewhat intimidated by the defeated sea-cow, approached the dojo cautiously. They creeped the door open to find... Kuroobi staring into the mirror, practicing pick up lines! "Girl, do you care about the environment? Cuz you so on fire, you're causing global warming. .... Ehh, she'll probably call this sexual harassment." "How dare you assume what I would find as sexual harassment," bellowed Kalifa! "That is sexual harassment.” "Eh heh." The Fishman looked sheepish. "So what brings you lot over here? Eager to give your daily tributes early? Zuhoohoohoo!" "We had a mislynch." Hawkins said as he tossed Decken's severed head over to Kuroobi. "WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE THAT?!" Rosinante thought to himself. "And why did you kill this poor thing?," Catarina asked. "The cards told me I will get ahead in life," replied Hawkins coolly. "I may have taken that a little literally." "Mislynch?" asked Kuroobi. "Zuhoohoo Shame on you all. You should all be punished for that. Go hang embarassing posters on your doors." "Before we go," interrupted Garp, "we need to ask you about Chew. He's been missing for quite some time now." Kuroobi thought for a minute before replying with a concerned look, "The last I heard of him, Alvida invited him on a date at a secret location. Find Alvida and you just might find Chew... I sure do miss that guy." "Alright guys," said Garp, "this huge mob is not going to accomplish anything. Rule of Ninjas and all. What we need is a team, an elite team, only the best, to solve this case. A team of people who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty (that rules you out Kalifa), and break a couple rules. We need.... the Bad Boys!" From the crowd, 5 members stepped forward: Garp, Carrot, Kanjuro, Caesar Clown, and..... Greg! Despite protests of sexual harassment, The Bad Boys gathered at Hatchan's Takoyaki stand to get to the bottom of the mystery. "We all know Alvida went missing after the first day. How could she have lured Chew away almost 3 days later?" Garp's gaze was intense as he pondered. "Not only that, but she successfully set up Decken to take the fall. She's clearly a mastermind. What says our resident genius," Carrot asked, turning to Caesar. Caesar Clown pondered deeply. "I think," he began, before he was cut short by the team's marketable mascot. "Not you Caesar Clown," she said with an emphasis on the word Clown, "the real genius in our midst." Four pairs of eyes turned towards Greg. So the team forced Caesar to form a Gas Balloon, and rode him to Kuroobi's den. Kuroobi was just waxing his dull fins, hoping to be more noticeable, when suddenly, his window came crashing down. Carrot jumped in, claws extended, a look of anger on her face. "Aha!" she exclaimed. "Wait, what?" Carrot said. "I thought for sure we'd find your corpse here, the next victim of these murders." "Pretty birds!" shouted Greg. "Carrot-dono!!!!" exclaimed Kanjuro. "Those aren't fins! They're swans!!" "And that's not Kuroobi!" shouted Garp. "It must be Mr. 2 Bon Clay!!!!" "Mr. 2! How could you do this?!" asked Caesar in shock. "I..i..it's not what you think friends," stammered Mr. 2. "This runs much deeper than what you see. I'm pretending to be Kuroobi...because Kuroobi is also missing! I don't want my tribe to be distraught you see. I'd do anything for friendship!" "So...Arlong is missing, Kuroobi missing, Pisaro dead, Chew dead, Vander Decken dead.... there seems to be a common theme here..." mused the wise Kanjuro. "They are all men," proclaimed Greg the Wise. "That's sexist," proclaimed Caesar, "Carrot's a girl AND a Mink, and is still part of Hatchan's Bad Boys." "Hmmm... sexist.... kinda sounds like sexual.... which sounds like sexual harassment...." said Garp. "Mhmmm..." agreed Kanjuro, "and harassment, leads to lawsuits.... and I know a guy by the name of Law..." "Oh for heaven's sake!" erupted Carrot. "They're all Fishmen!" "Do we trust Bon Clay on this? He didn't hesitate to kill Decken." Garp turned to his team. "Greg, pay attention. The birds will still be there later." "I don't believe Bon-chan," Carrot paused before continuing, "The Kuroobi from earlier was real. I'm sure of it. So in no time at all, Kuroobi is now missing and Bon went from executioner to dojo stand-in?" "You wanna see the real Kuroobi?" asked Mr. 2. "Follow me." He led them to a room inside the small house. Inside, they saw a puddle of blue paint on the ground. On closer inspection, the paint was a poorly drawn image of Kuroobi! "You see," explained Mr. 2., "what you thought was the real Kuroobi a bit earlier was actually a painting given temporary life by your painter friend over there. Although I don't blame you for the mix-up, the art quality is unimaginably good!" "Whoa, that's deep," said Caesar. Meanwhile, Carrot wasted no time in searching throughout Kuroobi's dojo for clues. Her superior sense of smell and instincts, along with her unmatched hearing led her to a locked door. Using her trusty axe, she broke the door down in two quick strikes! "ARLONG-KUN!!!!!!" cried the young beautiful mink upon seeing her lover beaten and bloody but still barely alive on the floor. "Who did this to you?" asked Carrot, tears in her eyes. "WHO WILL I HAVE TO MAKE PAY FOR THIS?!" Arlong rasped out a few breaths, but was unable to form any understandable words. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 02:53 AM Post #98 |
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Whoops, missed a line. Here's it properly: It was a beautiful day on a certain island; the sun was shining and the birds were chirping. Chew's corpse was rotting at his camp. Everything was as it should be. Everyone on the island basked in the sun's warm glow, greatly enjoying the gentle breeze, but not enjoying the foul stench of the dead Fishman's corpse quite as much. Poets would later describe the scene as a perfect metaphor for society, but only give vague and incoherent rambling answers when asked to explain just how that made any sense. Everyone was in glee and started to prepare for a special occasion. It only happened 52 times a year, or once a week, depending how you looked at it. All eyes were on the village square in the center of the island. The weekly lynching was about to begin. This week featured none other than Vander Decken IX. The town suspected he was involved with the mafia, due to his disturbing fascination with planting bombs everywhere. Mr. 2 Bon Clay was to be the executioner. He was also the judge and jury, wearing a different face for each one. Decken stood before the crowd gathered around the gallows. "Is there anything you would like to say to these people?" questioned Mr. 2 in a booming voice. "BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!! What is dead may never die!!! Though my body may hang, my soul will fly, and just like the Noah, my curse shall rain down upon the Kuroobi tribe for generations to come!!!! BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!" Conis was in the crowd. "Let me be the executioner, Bon-chan!" "No. You've already gotten blood on your hands Conis. Remember the fishman prom incident?" Bon looked to the marked man once again. "Is that all you have to say Decken?!" "BAHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!! If keeps you from pulling the lever, I can talk all day!!! BAHOH-" Mr. 2 pulled the lever and Decken's body dropped. "You think your threats scare us Decken?" shouted a voice from the crowd. "Even if you're dead, doesn't mean I won't kick your ectoplasmic ass!" Another voice chimed in, "We've suffered enough harassment from this man! I'm glad he's lynched" The mob searched Decken's lifeless body. In his coat they found a badge that said "BAHOHOHO" They also found a medical doctor's degree from Gyojin University. He was the island doctor. "Well....damn," said Mr. 2. "I was sure we had found Chew's murderer here. I don't know why we kill people and then check their IDs, but tradition is tradition I guess." "This is sexual harassment," chimed in Kalifa. "Why do we even care who murdered Chew? They did us all a favor." "Well nobody cares about Chew, but Arlong-kun is missing," said Carrot solemnly, "and we need to find out who's responsible before it's too late. There's a good chance these cases are related." The mob turned to Kalifa. "You've accused the both of them of a lot of sexual harassment," Conis cried out. "And you murdered Pisaro-sama with your bear hands!," was Kalifa's response. "Bear hands?!" exclaimed Conis. "I know my hands are slightly larger than average, but that is just rude!" "Let's go find Kuroobi and see what he knows about all this. He is one of Chew and Arlong's closest allies," Bon decided. "We could ask Hatchan, but he's too busy being amazing." So the excited mob ran towards Kuroobi's dojo, pitchforks in hand, ready to find out some answers. The mob was brought to halt as they watched Mohmoo fly in the air towards them. The defeated sea cow landed in their path. There was a giant boot print on its forehead; it seemed to have been kicked from the direction of Kuroobi's dojo. Zoro, starving from never being able to find the kitchen, immediately rushed over and started devouring Mohmoo raw. "Well at least we won't have to deal with the stench of two rotten fish corpses," quipped Inazuma, before taking another sip of wine. The mob, somewhat intimidated by the defeated sea-cow, approached the dojo cautiously. They creeped the door open to find... Kuroobi staring into the mirror, practicing pick up lines! "Girl, do you care about the environment? Cuz you so on fire, you're causing global warming. .... Ehh, she'll probably call this sexual harassment." "How dare you assume what I would find as sexual harassment," bellowed Kalifa! "That is sexual harassment.” "Eh heh." The Fishman looked sheepish. "So what brings you lot over here? Eager to give your daily tributes early? Zuhoohoohoo!" "We had a mislynch." Hawkins said as he tossed Decken's severed head over to Kuroobi. "WHY DO YOU EVEN HAVE THAT?!" Rosinante thought to himself. "And why did you kill this poor thing?," Catarina asked. "The cards told me I will get ahead in life," replied Hawkins coolly. "I may have taken that a little literally." "Mislynch?" asked Kuroobi. "Zuhoohoo Shame on you all. You should all be punished for that. Go hang embarassing posters on your doors." "Before we go," interrupted Garp, "we need to ask you about Chew. He's been missing for quite some time now." Kuroobi thought for a minute before replying with a concerned look, "The last I heard of him, Alvida invited him on a date at a secret location. Find Alvida and you just might find Chew... I sure do miss that guy." "Alright guys," said Garp, "this huge mob is not going to accomplish anything. Rule of Ninjas and all. What we need is a team, an elite team, only the best, to solve this case. A team of people who aren't afraid to get their hands dirty (that rules you out Kalifa), and break a couple rules. We need.... the Bad Boys!" From the crowd, 5 members stepped forward: Garp, Carrot, Kanjuro, Caesar Clown, and..... Greg! Despite protests of sexual harassment, The Bad Boys gathered at Hatchan's Takoyaki stand to get to the bottom of the mystery. "We all know Alvida went missing after the first day. How could she have lured Chew away almost 3 days later?" Garp's gaze was intense as he pondered. "Not only that, but she successfully set up Decken to take the fall. She's clearly a mastermind. What says our resident genius," Carrot asked, turning to Caesar. Caesar Clown pondered deeply. "I think," he began, before he was cut short by the team's marketable mascot. "Not you Caesar Clown," she said, "the real genius in our midst." Four pairs of eyes turned towards Greg. "I just want to poke things with my stick-y thing-y," said Greg. " I wish I had 2 of them. Then I could poke 2 things at once." "2 of them..." repeated Kanjuro. "2 of them... 2..." "GREG! You're brilliant!!!" Shouted Caesar. "Quick! To the Kuroobi camp!" So the team forced Caesar to form a Gas Balloon, and rode him to Kuroobi's den. Kuroobi was just waxing his dull fins, hoping to be more noticeable, when suddenly, his window came crashing down. Carrot jumped in, claws extended, a look of anger on her face. "Aha!" she exclaimed. "Wait, what?" Carrot said. "I thought for sure we'd find your corpse here, the next victim of these murders." "Pretty birds!" shouted Greg. "Carrot-dono!!!!" exclaimed Kanjuro. "Those aren't fins! They're swans!!" "And that's not Kuroobi!" shouted Garp. "It must be Mr. 2 Bon Clay!!!!" "Mr. 2! How could you do this?!" asked Caesar in shock. "I..i..it's not what you think friends," stammered Mr. 2. "This runs much deeper than what you see. I'm pretending to be Kuroobi...because Kuroobi is also missing! I don't want my tribe to be distraught you see. I'd do anything for friendship!" "So...Arlong is missing, Kuroobi missing, Pisaro dead, Chew dead, Vander Decken dead.... there seems to be a common theme here..." mused the wise Kanjuro. "They are all men," proclaimed Greg the Wise. "That's sexist," proclaimed Caesar, "Carrot's a girl AND a Mink, and is still part of Hatchan's Bad Boys." "Hmmm... sexist.... kinda sounds like sexual.... which sounds like sexual harassment...." said Garp. "Mhmmm..." agreed Kanjuro, "and harassment, leads to lawsuits.... and I know a guy by the name of Law..." "Oh for heaven's sake!" erupted Carrot. "They're all Fishmen!" "Do we trust Bon Clay on this? He didn't hesitate to kill Decken." Garp turned to his team. "Greg, pay attention. The birds will still be there later." "I don't believe Bon-chan," Carrot paused before continuing, "The Kuroobi from earlier was real. I'm sure of it. So in no time at all, Kuroobi is now missing and Bon went from executioner to dojo stand-in?" "You wanna see the real Kuroobi?" asked Mr. 2. "Follow me." He led them to a room inside the small house. Inside, they saw a puddle of blue paint on the ground. On closer inspection, the paint was a poorly drawn image of Kuroobi! "You see," explained Mr. 2., "what you thought was the real Kuroobi a bit earlier was actually a painting given temporary life by your painter friend over there. Although I don't blame you for the mix-up, the art quality is unimaginably good!" "Whoa, that's deep," said Caesar. Meanwhile, Carrot wasted no time in searching throughout Kuroobi's dojo for clues. Her superior sense of smell and instincts, along with her unmatched hearing led her to a locked door. Using her trusty axe, she broke the door down in two quick strikes! "ARLONG-KUN!!!!!!" cried the young beautiful mink upon seeing her lover beaten and bloody but still barely alive on the floor. "Who did this to you?" asked Carrot, tears in her eyes. "WHO WILL I HAVE TO MAKE PAY FOR THIS?!" Arlong rasped out a few breaths, but was unable to form any understandable words. |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 03:02 AM Post #99 |
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Hatchan was soon also discovered to be critically injured. But who could be behind this all? Eliminating Fishmen one by one? Kuroobi forced Conis to publicly proclaim her love for Pisaro, until she couldn't bear it (harr harr, bear it, because of her bear-like hands) and murdered him to end the evil that is Pisaro forever. But who influenced Kuroobi to do so? Who orchestrated Pisaro's demise? Who framed Decken? And attacked Chew, Hatchan, Kuroobi, and Arlong? Takakakaka, bet you all forgot about me, didn't you?? Spoiler: click to toggle Yes, everything was a scheme to seize power from the stronger Fishmen. Garp's whole life was planned even before his conception by Take, in order to carry out his dastardly scheme. And it worked. Take took over. And nobody noticed him. THE END |
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| Caesar Clown | May 30 2016, 03:02 AM Post #100 |
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