Whine 002 | Written

[sacred_flamer]

THIS WORLD SUCKS!!!

[For someone that's been forced to write in a diary for the past seven years, Luke's handwriting sure does look like cheagle scratch. It doesn't help that he's fed up and annoyed, which only serves to make his already crappy handwriting that much worse.]

I used to love the ocean, but I can't stand it any more! All we ever do is sail over here, get attacked by giant moths, sail over here, lose some crew members in a fog, sail over here, pick up some brats. It's so damn boring, and now we're going back to that stupid island we started out from again!? Even though everyone said we should get off of there as soon as possible?!

I hate this! I want something different to do!

[...just be glad this is written, and you don't actually have to hear his bratty ranting.]

Comments

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[ironicprince]

Maybe you don't know how to make the most of it. If you're bored, find your own shit to entertain yourself with. Get a hobby or something so you won't go around bitching and moaning.

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[sacred_flamer]

[Oh god, telling Luke to find a hobby... Dirk, what are you doing?]

Like what?!

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[ironicprince]

[It could always be worse. But there's still time.]

You gotta answer that question for yourself bro. Do shit that'll keep your focus, which you appear to lack. If you sit around without making goals for yourself, you'll go fucking crazy in no time. Which looks like you've already hit that point so you know what I'm talking about.

[Voice]

[collagehero]

I always suggest collage or origami! Do you like making things?

[Voice]

[sacred_flamer]

Ori-- what?

Er... I guess? Never really gave it much thought.

[Cooking counts as making things, right?]

[Voice]

[collagehero]

Origami is folding paper to make all sorts of different things! It's a great way to pass the time if you're bored and when you're done you have something pretty so show for it!

[Voice]

[alwaysgrumpy]

It's called resupplying, and you kinda' have to do it.

[Voice]

[sacred_flamer]

But why do we have to keep going there?

[voice]

[maskedtyrant]

Something different to do? What, between the giant bugs and crew-stealing fog? Sounds like you have plenty of stuff to worry about already!

[voice]

[sacred_flamer]

Yeah, but I rather have more important things to worry about! Like when I'm going to get a decent meal next. Or when I can have a decent bath again. Or if I can get some different clothes; the sea air is totally ruining my coat.

[Priorities.]

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[arcadiasailor]

You never had to travel anywhere back where you're from did you?

voice

[sacred_flamer]

What? Of course I have! I was traveling before I ended up on this crappy world.

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[gokai_red]

Whining about it sure won't help.

Voice

[sacred_flamer]

W-who says?

[voice]

[yatteyanyo]

Must you wine so figuratively loudly?

[voice]

[sacred_flamer]

Yes!

[It gets people's attention, doesn't it?]

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[jadethenecromancer]

[Jade hears him yelling at his journal all the way across the deck. Oh dear... How many people has Luke managed to annoy this time?]

I'm glad you're making new friends, but are you sure there is nothing else you should be doing?

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[sacred_flamer]

[Luke glared at him over his shoulder; probably not one of the best things he could have done, but he was annoyed, and he had every right to be!]

Like what?

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[lost_sailor]

[Piers, alas, is one of the few that does have to hear his bratty ranting as the replies start filtering through. Quite plainly too.

Unfortunately, he doesn't see a reason for any of it.]



Has it really been so rough for you out here?

[Please. Enlighten him.]

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[sacred_flamer]

[Enjoy an annoyed pout, Piers.]

Of course it has! All this sea and salt and humidity and GAH!

[Cue completely over dramatic flailing.]

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[bitty_blue_brother]

[Hubert hears Luke yelling, but it isn't until he checks the journals (and spends a significant amount of time trying to decipher Luke's crappy handwriting) that he realizes exactly what's gotten Luke all fired up.

Oh...now he feels bad for apparently being such an annoyance to one of the other crewmembers. He'd tried to keep out of the way of practically anyone that wasn't Piers (and even then he tried his best not to bother Piers), but maybe Asbel had been causing trouble when Hubert wasn't looking? It would be just like him to do something like that.

And so Hubert is currently standing in front of Luke's door, trying to get the courage to knock so he could apologize and try to make amends with him. He'd considered replying to Luke's journal entry, but that seemed impersonal and even a little silly when he could just talk to Luke face-to-face. And an in-person apology would be more sincere, to boot.

Still, even with a loose fist already raised, Hubert is on the verge of turning around and scurrying back to his room to hide. What if Luke was still mad? He didn't want to get yelled at...]

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[sacred_flamer]

[He knew he was there at the door.]

[It was almost like he could sense it, sense the snark that was one Jade Curtiss coming to mock him forever. There was no one else that it could be just hovering outside of his door; after so much teasing and mocking he had endured at the colonel's hands, he knew when doom was approaching.]

[So Luke, brilliant human being that he was, decided to intercept the mocking before it started. He grabbed the door handle, whipping it open as fast as he could--]

AND YOU--?!

[action]

[sacred_flamer]

[...wait, there was empty air in front of him? He let out an awkward noise, before finally looking down.]

[...]

[Oh. One of the brats.]

[Looks like his colonel radar was way off.]

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[curries]

Man, you sure do like complaining about stuff, huh?

[One of the aforementioned "brats" is leaning on a mop, swaying back and forth with the rhythm of the ship. He's probably been put on cleaning duty because he's not much help elsewhere, and you definitely wouldn't want him preparing meals or anything.]

[He looks pretty bored, too.]

[Action]

[sacred_flamer]

[Luke gave said brat an irritable look.]

No one asked you.

[Because he's clearly more mature, and that is a mature response.]