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Kato had been awakened by all the ruckus. He stood up rubbing his eyes and asking "Uvaa.. whats going on? when did everyone get here?"
"Soo.. what happens next?" He asked and smiled at everyone

Jinn couldn't believe it. Not only did they NOT need to be up this early, but the tactician was personally awaken by that trivia-guy. What was that crazy guy thinking? All Jinn wanted to do was sleep.

As he sulked to himself, his rival fish-man nakama had risen; a look of anger similiar to Jinn's plastered on his fishy face. Mumbling who knows what, Meijin suddenly found himself lit up like a Christmas tree light. Blackened and fallen, Meijin mentioned that only Jinn should have been able to do that. Jinn smirked, his eyes still feeling heavy.

Ignoring the other crewmates, the scarf-clad one walked over to the Triviamaster, who had just gotten to his feet. Meijin noticed his presence and nodded as he tried to wipe his charred clothing clean.
     "Hey there Jinn..." Meijin coughed. "Something I could help you with?" Jinn stopped, hands resting in his pockets. But that's not what Meijin's eyes were on. The tactician's scarf had grown significantly and was towering in the air above them. The high end then started balling up and creating a box shape. And then, the flowing scarf end... stopped flowing. As if it had hardened like steel. Meijin's glance scanned the strange happening before returning down to Jinn. "...What's that...?" Jinn smirked.
     "A small thanks for this morning." The blue-haired boy shut his eyes. "Scarf... Hammer Pound." And like that, the hardened end of the towering scarf came down right on Meijin's head, causing him to slam into the ground hard. Jinn's scarf retracted and he turned to follow the merman down the street. As the dust cleared, Meijin's eyes were spinning and he was moaning. "See you at seven." Jinn finished, leaving the scene ina way he thought to be pretty cool.

The others gathered around the hole in the ground where Meijin lay. Of course Jinn didn't go all out on his nakama, but he thought that the trivia-guy needed to repent for his mistakes. Meijin groaned.
     "...Really... not... a morning... person..."

Last edited by Cap'n Jefu (2006-11-08 14:10:34)

It's hard to tell what Kuro's expression truly read.  Was it horror?  Happiness?  Rage?  Her tone helped some because it sounded like horror, but did it look it?  Sort of.  "The hell!?  Just 'cos we all got up this early doesn't mean you go beating his head in!"  I'm stuck with idiots with no control, lovely.  She stood slowly and brushed invisible dust off her clothes, mumbling something about how stupid everyone was, then grabbed her bag.  "I'm off for the day," and then she smiled so pleasantly that it seemed the world was nothing but candy and buttercups.  "If something gets stolen, I didn't do it."

She left with a swish of the hips and that smile staying on her face like a mask.  Hidden underneath such a sweet smile was the word trouble.

"Ah.. we gotup too early.." Kato said scratched his head while watching everyone shatter on their own ways.
U-bleh. Well.. what should i do? hm.. oh wheres kuro going? U-Hehee.. il spy on her! Kato said and started running sneakily after Kuro, going in bushes ,behind trees and such

- "I hate crowds.... I always get idiots staring at me..." The massive stone man waded through the large crowd into the market. There were people who stopped and stared, and there were others who tried to look away as fast as they could. "......" The man grumbled as he scanned the shops to find one selling fresh meat and vegetables. "Just find a shop to restock and I can get the hell outta.... HEY! WHAT'RE YOU LOOKIN' AT?!" The man that had been staring at him with a gaping open mouth snapped back to life and ducked into a nearby alley. "I freakin' HATE crowds..."

- Finally coming across a shop that was selling exactly what he wanted, the man smiled as he picked out everything he wanted and packed it into a bag. The shopkeeper was a little disturbed, but kept his calm. "That'll be 90 belli." Slate nodded and reached for his cash pouch. It was gone. He had about a hundred left to buy food in there, and now that was stolen. "Somebody's gonna be in for a world of hurt. Nobody steals from me!" The shopkeeper shrank down as the stone man ranted, and after he was finished, the man looked down to him. "Keep that wrapped up. I'll be right back." The huge stone man waded back into the crowd, searching for a thief. He wasn't having much luck until a small explosion sent people into a panic. "This might be worth lookin' through." Slate muttered as he shoved people out of his way to try and find out what caused the explosion.

(OOC: Correct me if I'm wrong about the spark ball. It's kind of like a firecracker, right?)

"*YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWNN* Good nap!" Sakurai got up as the stream of bubbles left his mouth. He looked up, and noticed from the coloration of the surface that he ahd likely slept for five hours. He kicked off and shot out of the water with a splash. Landing on the pier, he failed to notice that he had a small starfish stuck on his cheek.

He strode off to the stage again and decided to strike up a conversation with the other crew. And see if the elusive captain would show himself.

As he came to the intersection between the park and the market, he heard a BOOM. Looking up, he noticed that a big weird grayish man was pushing his way through people. Sakurai walked up to him and looked him up and down. "Whoaaa! You're weird!" he brought out his guitar and revved a few loud notes. "It's you! Don't you get it? Rock! HAHAHA! But seriously... what's wrong with you?"

- Slate looked down at the fish-man for a second before shaking his head. "First of all, that's not funny. Second of all, I'm lookin' for a thief." Slate started to walk off, but said loudly, "You're not exactly normal yourself, fish-boy." Sakurai looked at Slate for a second before his comment sunk in. ".... Hey!"

(OOC: GAH! Hell of a weak post.)

After Mat helped Meijin out he has only maneged to say thanks and passed out, he fell backwords one the stage and Mat cought his head so it won't hit the group to hard. "This guys quite durable" said Mat and leaned his head on the floor.
"I dont know. should we call the doctor?" answered Din.
"no no i have a much better idea" Said Mat an evil grin appearg on his face.
"whats that idea Mat?" inquired Din his tone of voice showed annoyance.
"well, we didn't got all of our shopping because we ran out of money right?" said Mat and happily skipped and sstarted to search Meijins pockets.
"oh you won't" said Din disgusted and stepped away from mejin "his oour nakama"
"its just a little loan, will give it back" said Mat and wlaked back to meijin "ah! found it" he said as he pulled out a wallet out of Meijin's pockets and looked inside "oo theres alot f money here i think were set!" he said enthusiastically.
"this is worng so very worng" said Din as he was walking alone in a main street "Meijins our nakama we can't do this" then he
suddenly turned and bought some food from a nearby store, and began eatting it.
"oh comon shorty its no that much money"  he said with a full mouth speating meat while hes talking "and we'll probably give it back to him"
"probably?!" asked Din. "yeah probably, now lets go and buy more stuff!"

”Whoa!  I’ve been unconscious?  Hmmm,”  Meijin patted himself down to make sure that nothing had been stolen.  ”That’s strange . . .”  Trivalu pulled out his wallet from his trench coat pocket, ”That’s not where it’s supposed to be.”  He opened it to find that the money inside was missing.  A sly smile crept across his face as he wondered what the thief would think after getting past the outer bills.

Kuro had thrown something to the ground where it sparked and generally made quite a bit of noise.  The Triviamaster looked over at the thief and wondered if she had stolen the money.  ”Wait . . . she couldn’t have stolen it because she left just as I passed out, which means that the last person to be with me was . . . “  Meijin let out a chuckle as he realized that he had been swindled by the person who helped him out of the hole in the stage.

Meijin had been around the block enough to know that he would get pick-pocketed in a town as large and populated as Trade Town.  That’s why, as an extra precaution, he made some counterfeit money and placed it in a wallet in his back pocket.  In order to fool any thieves, he put a real bill (of about medium value, not too big, not too small) on either side of the counterfeit stack, to make it look real.  But once they used either real bill, it would become obvious that the thief had been conned, and not the other way around.  The Triviamaster let out a pleased sigh as he put a hand on his chest.

Meijin made some bored popping noises with his mouth as the three crew-mates sat in silence.  ”Zason said that we would be leaving at the end of the festival, and judging from the diminishing daylight, he’s bound to show up soon”  Nervously looking around the area, Trivalu thought, ”I sure hope that the rest of the crew comes back soon.  I’d hate to let my captain down with this simple assignment.  They shouldn’t have had too much to do before we leave.”

The Triviamaster recalled the beating he took earlier that day.  ”I sure hope that waking people up early isn’t enough to keep them from joining us on this adventure.”  He let out a sigh as he glanced over to the stage where the townspeople were performing.  A smile crossed his lips as he came to his feet and hopped down from the stage.  “Uvaa . . . Where are you going?” the inquisitive llama questioned.  “I just thought that I’d give a little performance.  Don’t worry, it won’t take long.”

Jogging over to the stage where a balding man was attempting to find the key to a song that he didn’t know the words to, Meijin tugged on the microphone cord as the whole stand was graciously ripped away from the current performer.  “Hey!  I wasn’t done yet!” the man objected.  “I’m sorry, but you were done before you even began,” the Triviamaster quipped.  As the defeated man sulked off the stage, Trivalu cleared his throat as a spotlight centered on him.

“Legion of White: A poem.
Different folks from different places,
How we’d love to see your faces.
And how you’d love to see one face,
By meeting at that special place.
To see the sea, we leave tonight,
Come together, legion of white.”

With the last line said, the Triviamaster silently walked off the stage as the entire town raised an eyebrow in confusion.  The emcee took the microphone and said, “Oooookaaaay, that was strange.  But now, on with the show!”  Back at stage 8, Meijin smiled as he said, “I hope that little reminder won’t get me beaten up again!”

Last edited by Ronfar z3 (2007-01-05 00:08:14)

Well, I tried reviving it before, but it really didn't take.  There's probably only about half of us that are still interested.  But if we start going again, you can count me in.

I am brought to tears of joy (you guys are still here) and sorrow (we lost some other good people like crimson and kuro and all the others)  but I am starting another board called the legion of white I am going to play it a little differently but the start will be the same.

If you are interested still (knowing it is gonna be some what the same) I would be glad to have you. You can make a new char if you want or you can use and/or modify your old one.

I love you guys really and hope to see you in the legion of white thread in the FIND NAKAMA board.

Last edited by zaratulxxx (2007-11-15 12:54:40)