Spin into Disaster! (Tall Tail)

[grandmonkey]

Mori woke up from his palm tree to see the sun rising on the horizon. He sat up and looked around. Nothing but ocean. He took a satisfied sigh as he descended from his tree/bed. “Wren!! Shitei!! It’s morning! We’re setting sail…” he shouted. His stomach growled shortly after. As Shitei woke up and left the figure head of the ship, she raised anchor and rigged the sails. In a matter of time, the wind was blowing the Monfez through the vast desert of blue. It then occurred to Mori that he had no idea where they were going. On top of that, Mori didn’t bring any food rations from Karate Island. His stomach grumbled louder and louder.

Hours passed and the crew hadn’t spotted land. Mori was getting tired of the coconut fruit with soft skin that grew from Mori’s bed. “WREN! Do you know how to navigate a ship?” Mori asked Wren. Now hanging from the ship’s figure head by a hair (literally), Mori spotted something in the ocean. It was moving….almost spinning. Mori mistook it for a fish. He licked his lips, the gyrating movement mesmerizing him, and waited to see what tasty meal awaited him.

(OOC: The spinning object is actually the gyrating cay that we find DioGio on.)

[earlyriser]

Wren grumbled as the overhead shouting forced him out of the bed for the second time in two days, he had a small lump on his head from Shitei the Monkey chopping at him when Mori decided to claim Wren's former room as his own. Curious as to the soft whirring noise that was barely audible through his cracked window, Wren pressed himself up against the glass and spotted a strange.. spinning thing rotating its way around the ocean. Still shirtless from their fight at Karate Island, Wren hobbled out of his room and navigated the deck below to eventually reach the upstairs, finding it more and more difficult as it was new surroundings. Beams of light glazed his face and illuminated his slothic figure as he finally arrived, he turned to wave at his new captain (who was hanging dangerously close to the water by the figurehead); but it seemed that the object in the water had captured the afro-head's attention.

"Erm no, navigating isn't my expertise Mori-San." Wren expressed regretfully, he had hoped there had been food inboard as well; he had searched the ship for any cabinets filled with food as well, but had no luck. Wren thankfully had medical supplies though, so they wouldn't get sick, they'd merely starve to death. Fun Wren mused woefully.

Peering over the railing Wren examined the object a little closer, his height and viewpoint giving him a better perspective of the curiosity than his captain.

[kopawapatezi]

Who knows how someone would be able to properly sleep a rotating cay over night. But for those from the not so legendary Gyro Island it was an easy task. For Giordano Dionisio it was a relief after several days of calm seas on a dingy he was glad to be back on spinning ground.

Over the past few days he had run into some trouble. First of which was losing his compass to the waves, and second of all was losing his gyro dinghy to the cruel seas. Today was the first bit of rest he was able to get in several days, as he had to use the still lifeboat from his gyro dinghy, which ended with nausea and the severe dizziness. Yet, leaving his old life on Gyro Island behind still seemed like a good idea in the eyes of DioGio.

"Kaiten..." DioGio uttered as a yawn as he was awoken by glowing ring in the sky which slowly got closer and closer to the center of his view. He rubbed his eyes and sat himself up. After blinking, he looked up to the ring filled sky and found the will to stand up. With a stretch and crack he sighed, "Still a bit early. Kaiten." He deduced based on the position of the sun. Lowering his head down he caught view of a ship through the water and sand which was kicked up with some of the more violent movements of the cay, "Kaiten..." He muttered in a tone of approaching doom.

[grandmonkey]

Mori pulled himself on board now that the Ship was closer to the mysterious object. Turns out the spinning object was a small island. Shitei lowered anchor as the remaineder of the crew locked eyes with a man. Mori stared at the man. He was tall, and dressed perculiarly. Mori broke the tension with a subtle smile. He jumped down to join the oddball man. Mori yelled out as he spun around and around. The man at his side was obviously used to the gyrating, but it was completely new to Mori.

Mori spent the entire morning spining on that small piece of land, like it was a fantasitic amusement park ride. It wasnt before long that he lost balance from dizzyness and fell into the sea. He struggled to the surface as he gurgled water. He screamed for help as he sank lower and lower. This had to be the nineteenth time he had fallen into the water. The first eighteen times, Mori was saved by Shitei, each tme, a new bruise was added to Mori's head. This time around, Shitei stood on top of the ship's border and screeched with anger. If she had spoken english, most would have been surprised by her vulgarity. "*Gurgle* Heelp *gurgle* me!"

[earlyriser]

Wren bellowed out a whimsical laugh "Momomomo!" as he watched the monkey-man's feeble attempt to maintain his center of gravity on this unique sail-craft that spun in arcs as gracefully of carnival rides. He examined the man in the spin's eye; he had strange feminine features and a distinct blue hair that caressed his shoulder blades and sharp teal eyes. His clothing implied a punk lifestyle, dealt with hardships and rebellion but the almost stoic look during this repetitive spinning contradicted first appearances.

Then, with a sudden splash. Wren watched the monkey man fall in to the water.
"Dylan's Look-way: Chapter 7, page 138. Paragraph 2, Line 3. It should be noted that in all cases of Devil Fruit Users encountering the substance known as "karouseki" (primarily known as salt water) the user will be unable to swim."

Oh, Great. Wren sarcastically countered.

Looking over at the monkey who was retching screeches of incomprehensible blabbering to the spinning man, Wren placed his hands together in a apologetic way and asked politely: "I ask you as a favor for a stranger, please don't steal our ship while I save him. It's brand new, so..."

Wren's spruced body hair made contact with the chilling water moments later, putting his elongated arms in arc-sweeping motions, Wren's strides in the water were more of ease than any 'normal' man.

He only hoped that he would make it in time.

[kopawapatezi]

(Sorry I didn't post. I haven't been feeling so good these past few days.)

With the boat a little too close for comfort, DioGio couldn't help but feel a bit invaded. Though based on the awkward smile he was greeted with, he suspected that these were idiots rather than bad people. In return he cracked an even more awkward twitching smirk. Everything changed when Mori jumped down onto the gyrating rock. While he was able to keep it footing for a bit longer than the average man, he still fell into the drink.

Ignorantly DioGio let off a small chuckle of "Gy~Rrararara!" As he waited for Mori resurface, not hearing the cries for help over the windy sound of the small island. After a few seconds though, he began to realize that there was something amiss. Being a bit easily distracted in this situation he couldn't help but look up in at the screeching monkey, with the anger behind her voice rather obvious.

While taking all of this in, he caught off guard by Wren's polite attempt of keeping their ship safe while he went to save the drowning fool. Quick to overreact, DioGio's swung his arms around in a soundless rage, 'No no no! He's not gonna tell me what to do! I'm damn well steal that ship if I want to!(But, it's not like I want to...)' He shouted in his mind, as a the spinning top in his mind crashed and burned.

A fair bit of time had passed since the other man of the two had gone under, and DioGio began to question if he as alright. Thinking quickly, he looked down at spot with bubbles rising up as he passed by each time. Putting his hands on his head, he stomped down,"Kaiten!" DioGio shouted in place of a shout of dismay. Quickly he threw off his shoes and waited to pass by the spot once more, where he quickly dove in and added himself to the diving chase.

[grandmonkey]

Expecting death, Mori stopped struggling to think about the fish that giggled as they swam past him. He could have been eating them for breakast. Rather, he would be breakfast for the bottom feeders. As he blacked out, he felt Wren pull him, knowing it was much too big to be Shitei again. While he was still out cold, he had a dream about his crew, including the strange man. The had a lot of fun in partying. Everyone in the crew, once drunk enough, would spin furiously with Dio and laugh together as if they've spent most of their lives with eachother.

Mori woke up with lumps on top of lumps, and Shitei standing directly over him. When she moved aside, scolding him with chatter, Mori saw Wren and the strange man from earlier, both of them soaking wet. He noticed they were on the ship. Mori thought about the dream, not having a clue about what it meant. Mori plunged it out of his ears along with the water that still clogged his ears. Instead of thanking his friends, Mori said, "Does Okama-san have any food?" He rustled his fro to dry it and stared blanky into the weird man's sharply colored eyes.