King of the Fools!

[Sam]

Blue waves crashed against the sandy white beaches of the tropical island a new sight for the giant who came from a temperate land of rolling green hills and grassy landscapes. Looking out at the coast Lucien spotted various homes made of terracotta dotting the sunny landscape among the palm trees that danced about. Truly, it was an exotic location for the behemoth. However, it would seem like he wasn't the only one impressed by the sights... the dark-skinned locals of the island seemed rather impressed by the shining giant standing along their coastline.

They murmured and spoke among themselves... there were fear and distrust in their eyes. Lucien was however used to these looks... before coming here he had visited plenty of islands with little people inhabiting them and they all seemed to react the same if not far worse at times. The people of the blues were innocent folk who didn't know anything about the wonderous world at large.

So when they saw something that challenged their view they often didn't take it all too well. There however was something off about the inhabitants of Cinna Island, normally the fear the little people felt was rash. But here it was different, subdued... they were acting like sheep amid a wolf. It was almost as if Lucien reminded them of something... taking a seat on a hill the giant stared down at the town casting his shadow over it.

His face was obscured by the shining helmet he wore. Odd, so very odd. Something made him wonder if the giant who wandered this island had something to do with that. That would be problematic... Lucien had set out of Alturias to defend the small folk from evil and he'd heard stories of a fellow giant with red hair traveling the South Blue fighting criminals to great effect. Farther he heard of a giant meandering around Cinna Island... to him these two figures had to be the same. Giants in the blues were extremely rare. But something wasn't adding up. If this red giant was a bounty hunter capturing criminals... why lounge around one of the most peaceful islands in the entire blue? What was the point? Not just that but why did these folk look like terrified sheep.

The glint of the sun hit Lucien's helmet, the man removed it placing it next to himself. This island was hot... his suit of armor was making him bake. Panting slightly revealed his face... blue hair slicked back... complimented by his ivory face. His grey eyes perused the sea ahead. There was but another question. Where was this other giant? Lucien pulled out a tiny map from his bag and looked at it squinting. Ugh, it was impossible. There was no way he could look at this map especially with the sun's glare. Turning down to the city he spotted a man wearing a light blue guayabera.

"Tally-ho stranger! Could thee please telleth me where I am?"

The man stopped in his tracks and stared up at Lucien turning almost as pale as white snow mid-winter. Lucien lifted a brow in apprehension.

"W-well you're in S-santa Barbados, sir!"

Lucien nodded, that name wrung a bell. If he wasn't wrong this was the main port town of the island. The capital was a different town... Royal City? A very uncreative name if you asked Lucien but he wasn't here to make fun of the inhabitants. Perhaps that's where his giant friend could be found.

"Thanks, stranger! May the Earth Mother bless ye with many a child!"

The knight bellowed, his booming voice overwhelming the average-sized man who immediately booked it once he'd given the giant what he wanted. Lucien simply stared at the man running away... that behavior never got old, did it?

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB (Post Count: 1)
Stranger | White #FFFFF

[SnowDog]

*SHULALALALALA! SHUUULALALALALA!*

Deep sunken eyes watched as the latest arrival to the island made landfall along the beach. Blending in the expanse of rolling hills, a grizzled giant rested with his knuckles against his temple. A wicked snarl was etched at the corner of his mouth as he continued to monitor the unmistakably large silhouette that stood tall along the coastline.

"Strahn, Robustelli, Gifford," bellowed the old giant as he shifted in his spot, "It seems we have company once again!"

"C-Captain Parcells, I'm not really sure that's the best idea..." Gifford spoke up sheepishly as he moved closer to look up at the lumbering giant, "We still haven't been able to recoup our losses from our last run-in with the Marines. If we want to hold this island, then we need to bolster up and-"

"Your concern is duly noted, however, there won't be anything that stops that hunter down there if the rumors about her are remotely true! Now ready yourselves and tell the others to get those cannons ready! Today we hunt the hunter! *SHULALALALALALALALALA!*

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Goji's raft rocked against the gentle waves, carried into the island's territory by the ocean current as the blue-haired half-blood laid with his back against the deck. His arms were tucked behind the mass of hair that sat atop his head while he lies there still asleep from the night's rest. A gentle breeze billowed through his hair and brushed a tuft away from his face, the direct sunlight now gleaming down into his eyes. Goji's face scrunched as he tried to swat away and block out the sun gleaming down. He rolled over in his raft before a sudden stop rocked his vessel enough to startle him awake. When his eyes shot open, Goji found himself staring at a very shiny rock that his boat gently bumped into. This was one weird rock, it almost looked... Metallic. Curiously, Goji inched up to the shiny rock and knocked three times against it, listening closely for what kind of noises came from within. Weird! It was shiny, metallic, and hollow!

The half-blood captain looked up to examine this freak rock out further only to see it wasn't actually a rock, but a tower! No... No, wait this tower had limbs and looked rather humanoid. That must be it; it's a statue! As Goji readied to push himself off the statue, that statue began to move about in a slow lumbering motion and spoke down to others who had his attention. Now it was beginning to make sense! This weird non-rock-non-tower-non-statue wasn't actually any of those other things, it was another Giant!

"Oh hey! HEY!" The monkey-man called up towards the giant armored person, "Sorry! Didn't mean to bump into your leg there!"

[Vio]

^{Pepon’Kiki #1}

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A slender tail whipped back and forth, thrusting its owner through the crystalline waters. Others like it did the same, steered by the undulating edges of broad, rounded fins that brushed at the sandy surface beneath the waves. Two, four, eight of them at least, all cruising into the shallows where silver sand met sapphire blue. Of course, it wasn’t their intent to surface entirely, but simply to toss the dead weight they were currently carrying onto dry land, and thus they did so. A fever of stunningly colourful rays parted uniformly, rolling their charge onto the beach where the tides gently rolled and retreated.

“Ooh~! Thank you, friends! Pepon’Kiki is sorry about that,” she said. A girl, just shy of her twentieth year, lay stretched out across the sands, now basking in the warm sun as she eyed the waves that lapped against her body. About a dozen stingrays in all, golden yellow with neon blue speckles across their backs, eyes peeking slightly through the surface. Their colours matched her own, almost, were it not for the vivid and veritable aurora of spiralling red, violet, and yellow that she wore in the form of a tube top, broad straps over her shoulders, and the brink pink and mellow yellow striped ‘shorts’ to match.

In all honesty, the cacophony of colour didn’t end at the attire, with top lip a near fluorescent cerise compared to a lower lip of ultramarine, and the critically clashing disaster that was her finger wave bob cut of basal indigo, chartreuse highlight, and fading coral ends. Eyes of brilliant yellow were accentuated by painted lashes of aquamarine, while streaks of vermilion had been drawn by finger across her cheeks to match and contrast the teal dye of her eyebrows. Similar splotches of colours — of lime, of orchid, and of tangerine — had been dotted upon her arms, while each individual fingernail had been painted a separate colour. Not to mention, the petals and feathers and other such adornments that hung in her hair.

“Bye-Bye!” she chirped, sending the rays on their way back into the reefs they so loved to frequent. With her chauffeurs departed, she rolled herself over onto her stomach, her own broad fins and tail a sure sign of being something other than human. A technicolour patchwork bag was slung over her shoulders, its pockets and straps packed with various necessities, but especially a strange spear bound to one side, crafted of bamboo and decorated with bright plumage. Upon the sands she planted her elbows, chin resting upon meshed fingers as she pondered and whipped her striped tail back and forth.

“Where to go,” the colourful creature considered, eyes scanning the coastline before settling upon something off which the sun’s brilliant light bounced…

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
<sub>Pepon’Kiki is pushed ashore by some stingrays, whom she apologises to and thanks before casually observing her surroundings!

NOTES: Yes, she’s a colourful disaster!</sub>

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Poloka Pepon’Kiki | #f8de7e

[Sam]

Looking out at the blue tropical sea, Lucien saw a few small ships docked. Ships too small to carry him that was for certain... among them however was a makeshift raft that held a blue little person. Traveling around even in the blues in such a raft didn't sound exactly safe? So whoever this was, they were quite desperate to move around it seems. Looking down at the odd blue fellow Lucien gave a hearty smile and wave.

However, it would seem like the curious blue figure was more interested in his leg seeing as he gave a light tap on his shin. Lucien raised a brow, he was rather immersed in this new lad, too immersed to notice the other giant not too far away sitting atop another hill and too immersed to stop the curious gibbon from continuing his little escapade.

"Oh hey! HEY!"

The blue man yelled at Lucien who in turn waved at the man, his palm casting a shadow over the tiny man as he waved.

"Hail blue traveler! You are pardoned for yer transgressions! It happens a lot hohoho!"

Lucien gave a hearty laugh at his statement, the number of times people confused him for a statue or some sort of pillar were numerous. They were forgiven for their actions of course! Giants were almost mythical in the four blues, not just that but his shining suit of armor made him look like a metal statue built in homage to some prince or pompous noble. Although perhaps that wasn't too far from the truth, Lucien was true of noble stock back in his home island... his father was a prominent Duke with many lands.

"Say ye are quite traveled! Have ye seen another giant round these here parts? Perhaps a crimson-haired lass with emerald eyes and horns of jet?"

The knight leaned forward to look down at Goji, he showed off his bright ivory face. It was chiseled and well built with sapphire eyes, he was almost like a marble statue created by a renaissance artist. Perfectly etched in every which way. Near perfect that is... with a simple flaw, a massive scar over his left eye.

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB (Post Count: 2)
Goji | Blue #1979E6

[SnowDog]

Goji pondered as the giant spoke and began to describe a woman he seemed to be seeking out. The half-blood recalled seeing another giant just a few days ago, and sure his head was red like fire, but it certainly didn't quite burn like it. He rubbed at his chinned as he tried to recall if he ever saw horns on the tall sculptor.

"Mmmmmm... Doesn't ring a bell, sorry!" Goji responded back with a wide smile. "What kind of person has horns anyhow? Are they a monster or something? *GASP* Are they strong?!" As the giant leaned in, Goji couldn't help but stare back at Lucian's bright white face. "How goes it tall stranger? My name's Goji, and I'm looking to start a crew! You look strong, wanna join me?!" The blue-haired, simple simian stood up in his raft and stuck his hand out to shake Lucian's in the event he accepted his offer.

[Vio]

^{Pepon’Kiki #2}

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“Hoppity! Hoppity! Hoppity!” Where most walked only one step at a time, Pepon’Kiki skipped along merrily at greater pace, though not with haste. For someone as boisterous as she, this was quite the casual stroll, but what drew the eyes and utterances of passersby was less the energetic bouncing and more the creature that was performing them. A veritable cornucopia of colouration alone would have garnered attention, but what currently jumped and climbed its way along was something far more monstrous.

^{“What is that?!”}

^{“I think it’s,” one man quizzed:
“A giant froglet…?!”}

“Jeez… I should lay off the booze,” said another. Nobody screamed. Nobody really seemed capable of doing so, perhaps due to the sheer absurdity of the entity navigating its way to a decided destination. Perhaps that was for the best, though maybe it was already too late for one such bystander, as his eyes met the orange ones of the half-formed frog. She stopped. He stared. A pink tongue poked out slightly from between her lips, then vanished almost as quickly as it had appeared.

^{“You are very dull,” Miss Poloka announced:
“Dye your hair! Paint your face! Blegh…”}

^{“Uh… Wh– Wha…?”}

“Now, where was that shiny thing,” she chirped, continuing her quest for several minutes more until she stumbled upon the very beacon she had been in search of. A tall and towering figure sat upon a hilltop, clad in gleaming and glistering sheets of metal. Perhaps the strangest of all, it spoke — moved even — to another figure at its feet. Despite the gleam, what it had in radiance it lacked in spectrum, even compared to the rather basic blue boy with whom it conversed.

Of course!

^{“Oh! You are big,” Pepon’Kiki squeaked:
“Almost as big as a Sea King, Mister Robot!”}

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SPOILER: Click to show

{Post Synopsis:—}
<sub>Pepon’Kiki criticises a townsperson’s colours before approaching the gleaming colossus.

Note: We probably need to figure out exactly where everyone is, because this seems a bit disjointed?</sub>

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Poloka Pepon’Kiki | #f8de7e
Miscellaneous [NPC] | #eeeeee | #bbbbbb | #888888 | #555555

[Sam]

Lucien leaned on his leg, as he stared down at the fellow bluenette. The ape-like man was quite sporadic in how he spoke almost as if he were all over the place. He did remember hearing that the little folk were always in a rush, but frankly he had never experienced that sort of attitude before.

"Whoa whoa lad, settle down hohoho!"

The giant chuckled, he tilted his head quizzically... horned folk being monsters? What nonsense was this apeling on about! Having horns was normal among giants... hell he'd met at least one or two of the little folk with them too. Also, goats had horns and they were far from being monsters... although they could sometimes be a little impish.

"Monster, no! She is a fellow giant like myself. Horns aren't that uncommon among us giants, you know."

Lucien rubbed his chin, the next point brought up by the blue ape was certainly something to consider. Was Tia strong? Well Lucien certainly hoped she was... but then again perhaps he shouldn't underestimate her... she was a giant like him and all giants had the blood of warriors running through them.

"Well... she is a giant! All of us are warriors so I'd assume so!"

The last question posed was on the matter of a crew. What sort of crew was this man talking about? Lucy lifted his head and looked around the raft this apeling had hopped off of... he saw no one. What crew was this exactly? Unless they were on their way? But then again what crew sends their Captain?

"Well met Goji, I'm Lucien! You can call me Lucy tho if you so, please. But lad, mind if I ask... Uhh, what crew?"

Lucy turned to look back at Goji, he felt a little rude asking said question but it was an honest one so perhaps it wasn't too bad of a question all things considered. Although perhaps the apeling thought he was being humored by Lucy's question... which again was unfortunate since he wasn't looking to join any crew at the moment. He had his business with the giantess and that was that! That's when another new voice came from below...

"Oh, another traveler approaches! Grandiose huzzah!"

Lucien bellowed, what he saw surprised him... another animal? This time some sort of froglet? First a monkey? Then a frog? What was next? A fox? An elephant? The now somewhat perplexed giant looked at the newly arrived friend who seemed to be quite amused by his sheer size comparing him to a Sea King. That was a first... however what was more amusing was the word she used to describe him.

"Robot? What's... robot exactly?"

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Sir Lucien | French Blue #0072BB | (Post Count: 3)