VIDEO ☠☠ 001

[nishishi]

[The first image you'll get to see on this particular video feed is pretty much a real detailed view of someone's eyes. They're way too close to the screen and you can almost see the individual flecks of deep brown when the image isn't blurred thanks to this guy moving more than a little bit. The individual responsible for such a sight is trying his damndest to figure out how the hell this thing works, how you can send messages or even videos on something that's very pointedly NOT shaped like a snail, and how you even know if it was working or not.

Eventually it seems like he's stopped caring, or decided that on sheer force of will alone that it's working. Because the feed pulls back and you can see this very 'good dog' expression on a very simple-looking man. A scar under his eye, and a rather ratty old straw hat perched atop his head.]

The food's really good here! And I wasn't even yelled at when I ate a lot, either, and I like that. [The crowd hadn't been the most fun, but who needed fun when there was food involved.]

An' yanno what? I don't like being away from my crew an' home, but if there's an adventure--Nihihi, then I guess I don't mind stayin' around! [And then that 'good dog' expression melts, as if exposed to heat very suddenly. A frown on his face.]

But there's so much land everywhere! And the ocean is so far away! There's too many buildings and I was told that there aren't any pirate ships here??

[Seriously.]

What's up with that??

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[momentaryspring]

[To be fair, Ryoga hadn't really listened, either, but at least he was from somewhere that had the same general countries and history.]

No. We're in America, but you might be able to get some work doing birthday parties.

The thing you should know about Americans is they shake hands all the time and love hamburgers.

[nishishi]

...America...

Nope, haven't heard of that island either! [He makes an 'x' with his arms, as if to reject the others' offer entirely.]

I don't have any time for work, I've got more important things to take care of...!

[momentaryspring]

It's not an island, it's... never mind.

So what are these big, important things you need to take care of?

[He was going to guess that 'school' was not one of them.]

[nishishi]

[School was definitely not one of them. Especially given that he was given the responsibility of going to aforementioned 'School' in this world, it's highly likely he wasn't going to show up much.]

Well, besides being a Pirate Captain and finding One Piece, right now I'm trying to beat the crap out of this Jerk named Crocodile who's ruining a Kingdom called Alabastor. [It's called Alabasta, Luffy.]

We gotta' get rid of him so the Princess can take over and make the people happy again.

[momentaryspring]

I understood virtually none of the words that exited your mouth -- but good luck beating the tar out of that lizard. They can get pretty nasty.

[Was he telling the truth or another of those weird otaku... who knew...]

[nishishi]

Yeah, he's a pretty nasty guy. [Notice how he doesn't get indignant when the other mentions not understanding a word--either he's cool with it or he's used to that kind of response. You can guess for yourself which it is.]

He uses these gross sand powers and dries everything out. I was in real trouble before I showed up here.

[momentaryspring]

Hmm. Have you considered some kind of super-moisturizer?

I doubt ordinary lotion would help, but...

[But perhaps a visit to a seedy back-door merchant might help with all those ashy knees!]

[nishishi]

[...Oh my god.]

Nami uses that stuff on her skin sometimes. It smells awful, but you know...

You might be onto something, mister!!

[New tactic: Attack Crocodile with Oil of Olay.]

[momentaryspring]

It smells awful because it works.

Or at least that's what girls say. The point is, you should never tell her that unless you want to be slapped into next week.

[What a great plan.]

[nishishi]

I... GUESS you have a point. I mean, they certainly act like it works. Even if Nami can spend an hour in the back room putting on makeup and then coming out looking exactly the same.

[Want to talk about getting slapped into next week? That comment would be an easy contender.]