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[everyone is safe where they should be and they are on their way to Candy Mountain. Luffy is content and when a strange package from Ace via the Margie woman arrived, he was alone on deck and opened it to see what it was. It looked to be weird bottles with tiny writing that said Dr. Dan's Fizzy SugarJolt and other words that were too small to read but it didn't matter so he drank one
and then fifteen more.
And now he is sitting on his special seat on the Million Merrily, seemingly still but anyone with a keen sense can see his vibrating softly. Anyone with haki can tell that contained with in him is the combined efforts of sixteen energy drinks swirling in the pit of his stomach and ready to be unleashed upon the world--
Over the journal, though, his voice is calm, almost preternaturally so. The kind of stillness you get before the storm]
I understand it now. I understand everything.
Thank you, Ace...
[ooc: action for Straw Hat Host Club Alliance or Spades. Feel free to run into him crashing around your ship, raiding your food or causing general mayhem]
and then fifteen more.
And now he is sitting on his special seat on the Million Merrily, seemingly still but anyone with a keen sense can see his vibrating softly. Anyone with haki can tell that contained with in him is the combined efforts of sixteen energy drinks swirling in the pit of his stomach and ready to be unleashed upon the world--
Over the journal, though, his voice is calm, almost preternaturally so. The kind of stillness you get before the storm]
I understand it now. I understand everything.
Thank you, Ace...
[ooc: action for Straw Hat Host Club Alliance or Spades. Feel free to run into him crashing around your ship, raiding your food or causing general mayhem]
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[and he locks his legs around Zoro and flings both hands forward to grab the railing]
GUM GUM NO.....
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[frantically trying to lunge and grab something to keep himself on the deck. It doesn't work, all his hands close on is a rope that isn't actually tied down]
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[splish]
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I don't like this idea. [Zoro why don't you think ahead?]
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[just for the record. Zoro looks around to try to find the ship...geez, Luffy, how far out did you slingshot them? And makes sure he has a good tight grip on Luffy's vest before he starts swimming]
I swear, I ought to knot you to the railing so you can't do shit like this.
[action]
[tugs at him weakly. Water drains him but he still wants to go so he can be active again. There's too much sugar in him to stay still for long]
Hurry up.
[sticks a wet finger in his ear]
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DON'T DO THAT! You're gonna drown us both!
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Okay...
[and he just sort of flops limply, waiting for Zoro not to get lost]
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Sorry for that snoring in your ear]
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By the time Zoro catches up to the ship and hauls them both onto the deck, he's exhausted. And soaking wet, his clothes as heavy as the swords at his side. And then there's Luffy. Tosses him on the deck and leaves him there while he strips down and wrings out his shirt and haramaki]
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Zoro got really lost, huh?
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Are you cooled down, now?
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[but even as he's lying there, trembles ripple through him as he dries off. He twitches. He can feel the breeze over his skin and other things. Everyone breathing at once. Zoro existing.]
There's so much...
[he sits up, grinning hugely and clutching at his ankles]
Ahh this feeling is great!
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I'm going to smack your brother for sending you that stuff.
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[can he make it across the deck to the rest of the crate and toss it before Luffy stops him? Let's find out!]
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Ace gave me these drinks! They're special! [grr! Grrr! May actually be growling at you]
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They're making you crazy, Luffy! Cut back at least, would you?
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Then he hefts the box to his chest and hurries off, the bottles clinking as he looks for some place to hide them.]
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