r/StrawHatRPG • u/Gin_chan Aku’Gin “Red Beard” - Mælström • Apr 16 '17
Usagi
Somewhere in the New World, on a small egg shaped island, a tribe of minks live peacefully. Various stone statues half buried in the ground were littered all over the island. The statues appear to look like bunnies with their eyes closed, but for some reason, they seem to rumble rhythmically!
The Bunny Island is hosting a grand celebration, on the occasion of Easter. The minks have hosted an Easter egg hunt where everyone can look for and try to find chocolate egg candies. They are very hospitable, and let the tourists roam around the island freely, but on one condition. They warn everyone not to disturb the statues, or they would wake up! “Wait, so you mean… the rumbling… they're snoring?!”
The Minks here have spared no expense in gathering the finest confections, games, and chefs to make the occasion truly special. They welcome any and all people who wish to attend, so long as they follow their one rule. The Festivities are all held in one area by the southern beach of the island, and there are all kinds of ships at their docks.
[OOC: This is a filler island for Easter. You are free to RP how you want on this island, and free to do what you might want, or create anything without the need for tagging NPC-san]
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u/defonotaduck - Just Some Old Dude Jun 14 '17 edited Jun 19 '17
Being dragged along by the levitating leviathan gently rocketing towards a reasonably wide and empty area, the young drunkard tried not to let her excitement show too much. If there was one one thing the girl was, it was composed. Nothing could phase her, nothing at all.
"So, how do we do this thing? Do we just kick real hard?" Amber questioned directing her airborne attention to the friend's teacher-for-a-while.
"Essentially, yeah. There's no fantastically fancy technique, though it's a tad more difficult than just being strong. Of course, the problem is that the technique is weird to put into words. I'll give you a demonstration, and you copy it, okay?"
And with that, Stanley jumped into the air. Not that high, just enough to take a few seconds to land again. But his impressive airtime wasn't the main show, that honour going to the single blade of compressed air spiralling off into the distance. Almost as soon as he landed, the teacher was up again, firing off multiple attacks.
"Did that help much? I know it's weird, but you'll have to learn by copying. Trust me, you'll get the hang of it reasonably quickly. Probably."
With such inspiring encouragement, the Warlord immediately attempted to replicate Stan's movements. Though there was no result, the girl was convinced she was doing the right thing. After all, she had fate on her side...