Post by mjt016 on Aug 16, 2013 22:17:44 GMT -5
Out in the great wondrous sea of the South Blue, waves swung back and forth. The sky was nearly clear of clouds. If you look at the horizon carefully, you could see small narrow ones, slowly moving along with time. They move so slow that they look like they're standing still. The sun was shinning brightly, flashing it's light all across the water. The waves reflect the sunlight in so many directions that it's impossible to keep track off.
Out in the South Blue Sea, a large boat was riding across the waves to whatever destination they took it. The boat was large enough to take on 5 to 6 people. It was made up of hardwood, showing signs of age. There were dents around it, evidence of continuous battering when bumping into solid objects and/or other ships. The boat has a large sail, completely blank of any Jolly Roger.
On this boat was a 16 year-old boy, Jonny N. Strider. He's a handsome young man, in opinion of the girls from his home island. His skin tone is a lovely shade of cream-white. His hair is mid-length with two large bangs hanging on each side of his face. The color of his hair is a shade of reddish-brown. The clothes he was wearing were simple. They consisted of a white shirt with an interesting symbol on the chest section. It looked like a soul with it's circular shape and ghostly tail resting at top. If animated it would be waving endlessly in the air. The symbol of cyan-blue which reminded others of the blissful, serene sky above their heads, blowing away their worries with a refreshing breeze. On the lower half of his body are long, baggy teal shorts, covering half his calves. Jonny finds these kind of shorts roomy and not so restricting. Jeans are just as spacious, but long, baggy shorts are his favorite. The last piece of clothing Jonny has on is black shoes that reach his ankles. They're easy to slip on and have no laces. On his back was a backpack, containing supplies and food. They would probably last him for a week.
He was sitting down on a chair that came with the boat, arms resting behind his head and his eyes closed. As the boat sailed along the crystal waters, a sharp breeze blown over his face. It felt relaxing and comforting. The chair he was sitting on was a wooden fold-up chair with blue, cyan, and white stripes. He set up the chair, because he new it would take a while until he would reach the next island. One thought crossed his mind however. Sailing through the waters of the South Blue Sea, he wondered what will come across him.
There were many possibilities that could happen. He could run into a marine ship, though they would probably ignore him. He was one boy and to them he would pose no threat, unless given time. The second possibility was meeting a pirate crew. If they were good, then he could join them and pursue his dream of becoming the strongest fighter in the world. If they were a evil, then he would beat all of them to a pulp. The crew could also be small as a sign of them just starting out. Another possibility is him running into a supply ship. He can station his boat next to it and board, searching through the produce or meat. He could also find a Devil Fruit and eat it. So many thoughts buzzed through his head, like a hive of angry hornets. The one thought that topped the others at the moment was wondering where he will land, what island he will end up at. He just continued to laying relaxed in the wooden chair as numerous scenes played out in the workings of his mind.
Out in the South Blue Sea, a large boat was riding across the waves to whatever destination they took it. The boat was large enough to take on 5 to 6 people. It was made up of hardwood, showing signs of age. There were dents around it, evidence of continuous battering when bumping into solid objects and/or other ships. The boat has a large sail, completely blank of any Jolly Roger.
On this boat was a 16 year-old boy, Jonny N. Strider. He's a handsome young man, in opinion of the girls from his home island. His skin tone is a lovely shade of cream-white. His hair is mid-length with two large bangs hanging on each side of his face. The color of his hair is a shade of reddish-brown. The clothes he was wearing were simple. They consisted of a white shirt with an interesting symbol on the chest section. It looked like a soul with it's circular shape and ghostly tail resting at top. If animated it would be waving endlessly in the air. The symbol of cyan-blue which reminded others of the blissful, serene sky above their heads, blowing away their worries with a refreshing breeze. On the lower half of his body are long, baggy teal shorts, covering half his calves. Jonny finds these kind of shorts roomy and not so restricting. Jeans are just as spacious, but long, baggy shorts are his favorite. The last piece of clothing Jonny has on is black shoes that reach his ankles. They're easy to slip on and have no laces. On his back was a backpack, containing supplies and food. They would probably last him for a week.
He was sitting down on a chair that came with the boat, arms resting behind his head and his eyes closed. As the boat sailed along the crystal waters, a sharp breeze blown over his face. It felt relaxing and comforting. The chair he was sitting on was a wooden fold-up chair with blue, cyan, and white stripes. He set up the chair, because he new it would take a while until he would reach the next island. One thought crossed his mind however. Sailing through the waters of the South Blue Sea, he wondered what will come across him.
There were many possibilities that could happen. He could run into a marine ship, though they would probably ignore him. He was one boy and to them he would pose no threat, unless given time. The second possibility was meeting a pirate crew. If they were good, then he could join them and pursue his dream of becoming the strongest fighter in the world. If they were a evil, then he would beat all of them to a pulp. The crew could also be small as a sign of them just starting out. Another possibility is him running into a supply ship. He can station his boat next to it and board, searching through the produce or meat. He could also find a Devil Fruit and eat it. So many thoughts buzzed through his head, like a hive of angry hornets. The one thought that topped the others at the moment was wondering where he will land, what island he will end up at. He just continued to laying relaxed in the wooden chair as numerous scenes played out in the workings of his mind.