Mission #11: Monkey Business (Kilinko; Open)

[Terminally Chill]

On this day, Gavin Amadeus D’Arras had made the quaint village of Fuschia Town his latest stop in his aimless wandering. The birthplace of the Straw Hat Pirates Captain, Monkey D. Luffy, was recently abuzz with the frequent problem of strange creatures causing mischief in their village and stealing valuables. The Fuschian Town citizens had no idea what the creatures were, where they came from, or why they were doing what they were doing. And while it could be thought that any traveler who had come to Fuschia Town at this point had caught wind of the rumors and hoped to put a stop to the creatures’ pillaging in return for a reward, this was hardly the case for Gavin. As usual, the traveling musician had to Fuschia Town for little reason. And even more characteristic of the guitarist was that he was snoozing soundly after what he surely felt was a hard day’s work of randomly walking.

His chosen resting place was surprisingly a sheltered structure, a contrast the trees and random places in the wilderness he often settled in for a nap. Gavin had dozed off in an abandoned, simple one room house in Fuschia Town. The windows were boarded up and not made a sound within it, except for the loud snoring of Gavin. It was unknown by the house had been abandoned, but none of the Fuschia citizens bothered to make any inquiry as to why the door was slightly cracked, evidence that it had been recently entered by the sleepy musician. While Gavin had been sleeping peacefully for a few hours, the peace and quiet he was enjoying would soon be shattered.

The sudden splintering of wood and shattering of glass cut into the silence of the abandoned house. The loud commotion had been enough to disrupt Gavin’s sleep, and he let out a “hmm?” sound, as if replying to a person talking to him. He was still half-asleep and not exactly sure what was going on. Seeing that a stream of light was now pouring into the previously darkened house, Gavin sat up, dazed and confused but curious as to what had caused this. Yawning deeply, Gavin of the White Guitar as he was known by some made his way sluggishly to his feet. Gavin peered forward through hazy eyes at what was before him.

The shadow of a large figure was present in the room, the light entering through the window not allowing for any more visibility the outline of it’ broad frame. The figure was rummaging around through whatever sparse selection of valuables remained in the one room of the house. The thief paid little mind to Gavin as random “clinks” and “clanks” rang out from the loot it was carelessly searching through. The wandering musician merely stood there, silently watching what the mysterious figure was doing. Having been satisfied with whatever it had taken from its current spot, the unknown creature turned around to continue its raid.

However, it was now that the figure came face-to-face with Gavin. Each of them put a finger to their chin, peering at each other intently as they pondered what exactly to do in the situation. The silence continued, and Gavin stared harder, squinting his eyes to try and make out the face of the thief. The light was peering slightly onto the stranger’s face, and after a few more seconds of deliberating, Gavin could finally make out that the figure was… a monkey? And it was a large monkey at that. Having figured out who the identity of the one who had disrupted his sleep was, the young musician spoke up.

“What’cha doin’, man?” he asked curiously. However, the giant monkey remained silent, looking at Gavin curiously. Or rather, it was looking at what was on top of Gavin’s head. After a few more seconds of silence passed, the monkey suddenly reached out toward Gavin. The guitarist had little time to time to react, and in one swift motion, his cherished top-hat, what he considered his “main way of earning income,” was snatched from his head by the monkey. With little time to spare, the monkey fled the scene, crashing through the door of the house with a sudden commotion of usual monkey noises, Gavin’s hat and a few valuables in its hand. Gavin stood there for a moment, not exactly sure what had just happened. After a few moments of thoughts, Gavin’s hands suddenly began patting the top of his head frantically. “Whoa! That monkey stole my hat, man!” the young musician said, only having this revelation after the fact that it had been taken.

The shouts of Fuschia Town citizens suddenly filled the air as the familiar sight of a fleeing monkey appeared before them. Gavin walked outside out of his temporary lodging, joining in the crowd who were yelling to stop the thief, but did not bother to go after the giant ape as it slowly began disappearing into the distance. The wandering musician merely stood there, scratching his head.

“What a pain, man. Now I gotta go get my hat back…”

And so, Gavin Amadeus D'Arras' mission was now clear: retrieve his beloved hat!

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It was night in Fuschia Town as a weird sight entered the small place where the great pirate Monkey D. Luffy had once set sail towards his adventure. A man sitting on a white walkie followeb by a tiger that looked more like a machine than an actual tiger was staring at the stars.

"That's ursa mayor...and that's the pegasi constelation, and that is..." he didn't finish his sentence as he saw people at the corner of his eye, someone going through his bag.

"Oi, what are you attempting to commit at this ungodly hour my young boy" he said at a...monkey who had taken his cyborg tools off the bag on the side of the walkie and gave run for it.

"Attempt to capture that kleptomaniac my beloved pantera tigris!" he said as the tiger rushed towards the monkey, trapping his under his paw. Rafel moved towards the animal and picked up his belongings from the screeching animal that wanted freedom from the terrifying predator that had him.

At that moment another one went by and a man came out of somewhere saying the monkey had stolen his hat, apparently this was a common problem..."So apparently this town has a kleptomanic primate problem if I may presume" said Rafel looking at gaving, the monkey still screaming under Raja's paw.

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This was the famous town of the infamous town pirate Monkey D. Luffy. Though Poot never met such a man, he admired him because he was young and a kid that was showing most to all the older pirate that kids younger then them are just as good or even better. Though being in Fuschia town wasn't something that Poot thought would happen. He sneakily boarded a shipment boat that was sending more supply's to Fuschia town from another town. Poot didn't know were the ship originally came from, but it docked in his home town Organ island. This was all Poot needed to get a free ride to another island and get off that one. Now that the ship had docked, it seemed to have docked at one of the worst moments. A huge commotion was taking place and Poot wanted to find out what was happening, but if he stayed next to the ship he would end up getting caught by the shipment crew were carrying down the goods. There was only four of them and Poot was hiding in one of the boxes that they were bring down, which was filled with a large amount of clothing of all kinds, coats, jeans, shoes, you name it and this box had it. Poot was able to get a peak on what was going on out of a small hole out of the box, but it wasn't good enough for him. All he could see was a figure holding down a extremely loud monkey. Poot had no idea that it was truly a monkey but it was making monkey like sounds, so Poot deemed it a monkey. " Wow Carl this Box is extremely heavy for it to only be a pile of unwanted clothing".

One of the crewmen spoke out to the other as he had trouble carry the box that Poot was hiding in. He grew nervous as the worst thing at that time could happen, the man that was carrying the box he was in fell over, shattering the crate that Poot was in. He landing on the floor face flat, turning around and facing the men that were now so mad that they looked like they could and probably would kill him if they got a hold of him " Ughhhhh........I can explain...." with that unfinished excuse on why he was hiding in a shipment box he took off. He ran so fast that it felt like he was cutting wind with his body. He was in such a rush not looking on were he was going, making a childish mistake of encountering the person that was holding down the monkey. Poot wasn't looking at were he was going due to being in such a rush of losing the extremely huge men that were shipment people. He didn't want to get caught by not one of them, he knew that if he did it would be over. They could squeeze the life out of him with a fraction of there strength. It wasn't that Poot was small, but that the shipment crew was extremely huge. These were the reason why he looked back as he ran, making completely sure that he was far away from them. Though he completely got away from the four of them, he was about to run into the person that was holding the monkey down, probably and most likely setting the monkey free. It was a childish mistake that he was about to make, but his father never taught him to always look both ways before crossing

[Terminally Chill]

(OOC: Here's a short one for you. )

In the midst of the strange Fuschia Town evening, it seemed another passerby was undergoing a similar incident to the one that Gavin had just experienced. After a short scuffle and a few long words, it seemed the man being stolen from had subdued the simian thief with the aid of his robot tiger. The spectacle was an odd one, but as Gavin came out of the abandoned house he had been shacked up in, he looked upon it as plainly as he would any other situation.

"So apparently this town has a kleptomaniac primate problem if I may presume?”

Blinking a few times at the engineer and his cyborg animal companion, the dopey musician listened to the man’s question for a moment, before responding in his usual air-headed tone.
“I am not sure what some of those words mean, man. But, I know that the monkey over there…” Gavin broke his sentence briefly to point in the direction of the fleeing monkey, who had already disappeared. “…Stole my hat, so I have to go get it back, man,” the young musician stated matter-of-factly, giving a wise nod in the process. While the monkey pled for freedom with high-pitched squeals, it seemed another strange development in the situation was about to take place. A man was desperately fleeing (and doing so successfully) from a group of rather large men, and was coming directly toward the robotic tiger belonging to the doctor. Gavin tapped his chin, as if deeply in thought.

“Hey, man. I think that guy is going to run into your tiger,” Gavin said, merely stating the obvious while not doing much of anything to stop the impending collision.

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Rafel looked at the guy that was in front of him. He seemed kinda lost, that type of people that cruised through life without any worries or anything. It was kinda like he was a...musician or something.

After being pointed that a person would crash against his tiger he turned the mass of fur that was his walkie and met the person running head on. As he looked at the person he said.

"Oh pardon me young man I think you just hit my walkie. and..." he looked at the men running behind him, looking angry. Pirate no less. With a small tap of his feet the walkie's giant fans spread from side to side and with another tap from his feet the fans started to accelerate producing strong winds. The men were swept of their feet and sent flying, miraculously none of the houses or the other people were damaged in the process.

Rafel turned once more and nodded at Raja, the tiger then released the monkey which then started to flee into the jungle.

"Alright those of you who are interested in pursuing the ape in order to retrieve your lost posessions...please follow the tiger." he said solemly as Raja started to track the monkey's smell back to what he hoped would be the place where all the monkeys took their valuables.

[Terminally Chill]

((Since it isn't letting me make a post just saying I want to drop this mission, I'm withdrawing Gavin so that it doesn't count toward my five mission limit with him. I'd say we can call this thread dead. :P Later dudes!))

It seemed Gavin's warning had not done much to stop the same outcome from happening anyway, as the doctor intercepted the fleeing young man with his walkie. The doctor named Rafel did not seem too concerned with the happening, and merely informed Poot of what it was that he had run into. Their conversation did not go much further, as two large fans suddenly were produced at each of the walkie's sides. Gavin blinked a few times at the large fans, not exactly sure what to expect. They soon began whirring loudly, and a powerful gust of air suddenly appeared, rushing past the group and colliding with the dock workers whom had been pursuing Poot, picking the large men off of their feet and throwing them backward. Giant fans were a rather strange tactic, but Gavin was not one to pass judgments. So, here merely shrugged and turned back to the doctor.

By this time, the tiger, apparently named Raja, had released the terrible monkey from before, allowing it to flee hastily in the nearby jungle. It was then that Rafel spoke to the others.

"Alright, those of you who are interested in pursuing the ape in order to retrieve your lost possessions... please follow the tiger."

Gavin scratched his head for a moment, this feat made easier by the fact that he was now without a hat. “If that means go look for my hat, then I'm all for it, man,” said Gavin, nodding in approval before walking a few steps forward to fall behind the robotic tiger.

[king]

saved by the bell or to be more correct by the man that Poot was looking at from the ground upward off his stomach. He seemed to create a powerful gust of wind and blew the men backward that were chasing him, it was lucky that Poot didn't get hit by the strong gust of wind and even the more lucky that the people that were chasing him were knocked off there feet and blow back onto there backs. Poot really didn't see what the man did to cause the strong gust of wind because the moment he felt the force of the wind picking up he sheltered his head with his arms and closed his eye's. He did this as the only way to protect himself from what he thought was a attack toward him. Now that everything seemed to be over Poot looked around from his current spot and seen that there were two men talking about some monkey taking there stuff, but even more important there was a robot tiger here. Poots eyes glistened as time seemed to stop while he watched the robot tiger stand there in place.

He wanted to have one, or something like this for the least part. He started to get off the ground slowly, still amazed by the robot tiger, not hearing what was being said around him until the tiger started to track the scent of something, Poot thought it to be the monkey but really didn't know because he wasn't paying attention to anything other then the tiger. He stood almost in the middle of the two men, still staring at the robot tiger so close that if someone was to look at him while he was dazing at the tiger they would think he was in love. When the tiger started to make tracking movements Poot slowly snapped out of his amazed trance that he was in and started to observe what was going on around him. It was kind of too late to get into the converstaion that just went down because half of what was said was already noticed among the two men. Though Poot did get a hearing of the robot tigers tamer last sentence telling the man across of him that if what his stuff follow the tiger. This was Poot's chance to be closer to the tiger, and he wasn't going to blow it. " I lost something too!, the monkey stole my ughhh.....ughh....ughhh...what are those things called again?.......Oh yeah the monkey stole my Footwear". He thought it was a smooth move and a full proof lie but it was clear that he was lying Poot doesn't were any type of Footwear, but they probably didn't know that. As Poot got ready to take off with the other two men he folded his arms among one another and looked at the tiger again as it began tracking the monkeys scent, then at the other two men, taking a close look at them both then closing his eyes, with a childish smirk on his face.