Dawn of a New Day! Exorcizing Ohara!

[Fox]

The soft rays of morning light beamed through Reid’s makeshift shelter. In the center of the island was the burnt out husk of some giant tree that had previously lived on the island. Reid’s little home was inside of it. It provided some shelter from the elements even if nature was reclaiming it. New vegetation had grown throughout the husk and what was holding it together in the vague shape of a fallen tree.

Reid had taken measures to reinforce his section of the tree so that it didn’t just come crashing down on top of him, building a scaffolding out of the ample vegetation covering the island. Oddly enough, on an island that seemed purely like untouched wilderness, he’d found little remnants of a civilization that had once existed here. Scorched stone bricks and small rusted pieces of metal mostly.

Stretching and stepping out of his shelter, Reid took stock of his surroundings. Whatever had happened here, it was apparently that some sort of fire had razed the entire island down. If he even knew what part of the world that he was in, he’d almost be willing to venture a guess. But he didn’t. And it didn’t really matter. So, he shoved those thoughts away and grabbed his violin and ukulele. They were a bit worn, but Reid tried to keep them in tip top condition. He walked out to one of the many cliffs near the shoreline and looked out at the ocean.

“Another bright blue day… The ocean looks calm too! Haha, we’ve got to be in one of the Blues, right?” Reid asked himself as he brought his ukulele around and started strumming idly, “Well, one of the Blues or the Calm Belt! Or maybe this section of the Grand Lind is just always calm? Though, it’s not as if we haven’t had any storms.”

Reid nodded to himself.

“Maybe not the Calm Belt then! But… ah, I’m afraid I don’t really recall the islands in each of the Blues. Hm… Well, the East Blue is rather tame, isn’t it? Comparatively? I’ve heard that somewhere before… I think.”

Switching songs on his ukulele, Reid focused on filling the morning air with music instead of silence.

“Yo-hohoho, Yo-hoho-ho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hoho-ho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hoho-ho,
Yo-hohoho, Yo-hoho-ho~!”

Reid paused to take a breath before continuing, his soft light voice echoing out over the open ocean.

“Gather up all of the crew!
It's time to ship out Binks' Brew!
The wind it blows, to where who knows?
The waves will be our guide!
O'er across the ocean's tide, rays of sunshine far and wide!
The birds, they sing, of cheerful things in circles passing by~!”

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Reid | #afeeee | Post Count: 1
Tags: Atlas

Ukulele Bink's Sake:

[Melko]

“The sun is big and round, and really bright too, and pretty, and yellow!” Emory sang to the top of his lungs. He sat on the edge of the rowboat, while his friend, and fellow loser club member Copper rowed the boat. “And its shiny and warm~~~OW”

“WOULD YOU SHUT UP ALREADY”

Patterson said, slamming his fist down into Emory’s head, the gummy human’s sung had been cut short by his friend’s knuckles, as he held the top of his head and fall back into the little rowboat. The small stolen boat rocked and rolled in protest; Patterson gripped the edges of the boat to steady himself and shot Emory a glare. Copper rolled his eyes at Emory’s and Patterson’s foolishness.

“If you two keeps arguing imma purposely capsize this boat and swim away” Copper said in a calm almost sing-song like voice. “Speaking of capsizing the boat, when will one of you pick up the oars and switch out with me?”

Without hesitation, Emory jerked his thumb to Patterson, and used his free hand to cradle his head, he rubbed the spot where Patterson hit him. “Its Patterson’s turn! I am too injured to row the boat! Plus, someone needs to provide from entertainment until we get to Ohara!”

“Entertainment? You sound like a choking seagull!” Patterson protested and nudged Emory with his foot, his attempts were in vain as copper handed the oars to him and leaned into his little cupboard that he made for himself, he pulled his shirt over his face to block out the sun light.

“Patterson it is then! Imma take a nap, someone wake me up when its my turn!” He stated with a long yawn.

The loser’s club had been on the sea for indeterminate amount of time. All three of them honestly forgot how many nights and days they’ve been on the sea, hell, none of them even knew if they were going the right way. Their mutual friend and mentor had left them an instruction on how to get to Ohara, but between the arguing, bickering, and tom foolery, it was a miracle that they had not drown yet. Especially with Emory persistently choosing to sit on the edge of the ship, with his feet in the water while also swaying back in forth in boredom. It was a nice warm day, the sun perfectly reflected off of the crystal blue waters, and the three continued to switch places rowing the boat. After a while, they came upon an island, one with what appeared to be a damage or ruined tree sticking out from it.

“LAND”

Emory called out. Without warning nor care for the stability of the ship, the gummy human shot straight up and gestured frantically towards the island. “Do you see it Patterson? There is the land, as your captain and leader I say head towards the island! OWWWW”

Patterson once again knocked Emory on the head, this time, using the one of the oars. “I’m not blind you idiot! Sit down before you topple the boat!”

This bit of banter seemed to have woken up Copper, who pulled his shirt down right before stretching with a loud yawn. “Oh land? Hopefully they will have some sort of food or something to eat, we haven’t eaten in days”

“Booze sounds good right about now” Patterson muttered underneath his breath, “I wonder if we found Ohara? Or if this is some random island.”

Emory dropped down onto the boat. “This should be the place? Right? Copper?”

“Beats me” Copper shrugged.

Admittedly, Emory was ready to get out of the boat and to stretch his legs. While he enjoyed spending some quality time with his friends, he did not really like being contained within a small vessel and nothing to eat. They had some rations that they took with them at the beginning of the voyage, but between the three of them, the rations obviously diminished at a concerning rate. Eventually, the three managed to arrive on the shore of the island- Emory was the first to get out, followed by Patterson, and then Copper who dragged his feet across the sand.

A faint echo resonated throughout the shoreline. Emory was the first one to notice the song-like echo, his ears twitched, and he cupped his ear to capture the sound. It sounds like some was singing or something like that, a devilish grin appeared Emory’s thin lips- a grin that Copper and Patterson recognized and feared.

“What? No … no not now ….” Patterson started, but before he could even finish his protest, Emory bolted off in the direction of the echo. Copper and Patterson both followed him shortly, Copper leaving a line-like trail in the sand as he complained along the jog towards the mysterious sound.

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Patterson, 306db2
Emory, da5fda
Copper, 4dac8a

[Fox]

“Bid farewell to- Ack!”

Reid flinched as one of the strings on his ukulele snapped and thwacked him in the face.

“Oh dear…” he mumbled, turning over his precious instrument in his boney hands. That was the second string this week! Well, they weren’t too terribly difficult to make, just time consuming. And, time was all he had on this island. Reid issued a soft sigh and stood up from the edge of the cliff. As he did so, he noticed something quite peculiar. Things didn’t change too much on this island, so it was easy to see any change. Moreso if the change was a cloud of sand barreling along the beach in his direction.

Some specks behind the sand cloud were awfully humanoid in shape too… Reid squinted. Were they?! Oh no! Reid jolted, his ukulele flying into the air before landing safely back in his hands. He was naked! Well, not really. He had clothes on, of course, but they were battered and torn. Not to mention! He didn’t have anything to hide his skeletal visage! What would they think?! What if they saw?!

Reid’s legs moved before he realized it. He was sprinting down the cliff and toward his little hidey hut in the burned out trunk of a giant tree. He had to find something! It didn’t take him long to get there with his long stick legs and general panic. He tossed above his things and picked out a weaved tarp made of a tattered old sail that had washed up a long time ago. He wrapped up his head in it immediately and then his hands and feet. His clothes could cover the rest of his skeleton body. More importantly…

“What are they doing here?!”

Was it his awful past catching up to him? Well, it was only a matter of time, right? Reid lifted his gaze to the sky peaking through the charred remains of the giant tree trunk. This was an omen. He should let justice come to him for his wrongdoings. Plus! He had no idea how to deal with people anymore. What if they talked to him? Neptune, forbid. Maybe he should just… hide. Until they left.

“Yes, yes, that’s good… I’ll just hide! And… then it will be fine.”

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[Melko]

“SLOW DOWN YOU IDIOT”

Patterson called out as both he and Copper chased after their self-proclaimed Captain of the “Loser’s Club”. The two brats understood that once Emory sat his mind upon something, there was nothing they could do to stop him. For the most part, all they could do was follow their captain to whatever trouble he ran towards and aid him in whatever fight he may or may not pick. Copper found it amusing, but Patterson, well Patterson was in Emory’s opinion a grumpy butt. The three however, were particularly inseparable, and held a deep familiar love with one another, despite their name calling, bickering, and arguing.

“COME ON GUYS, YOU GOTTA BE QUICKER THAN THAT”

The gummy human waved them forward as he darted across the shoreline, hurtled up the cliff, and left a cloud of dust in his wake. Patterson and Copper were a bit slower than their Captain, but closely followed behind. Eventually, Emory noticed a speckle of a humanoid figure up upon the top of the cliff. He stopped for a moment so that Copper and Patterson could catch up with him and waived towards the mysterious humanoid speckle. He didn’t know if the speckle could see him, nor could he see the speckle’s finer details, all he saw was a humanoid shape.

He cupped his hands around his mouth to form a makeshift megaphone, “OWI, HELLO THERE, I’M EMORY WHAT’S YOUR NAME?”

“I don’t think they would be able to hear you, Emory” Copper said after he caught his breath and dusted off his jerkin. Emory frowned at that comment.

“I doubt that I’ll be shocked if he didn’t hear Emory’s big mouth.” Patterson took a moment to wipe the sweat off that collected on his forehead. “But in all seriousness, we’d probably scared him off”

The speckle noticed them before Emory could officially announce his name. It sprinted down the other side of the cliff, much to the dismay and disappointment of the bubble gum human and his friends. Patterson sarcastically congratulated Emory on his loudmouth, while Copper sighed at the extra distance that they would have to walk to catch up with the mysterious figure on the island. Admittedly, he was much more interested in their surroundings, namely, the ruined architecture and scorch marks that could occasionally be seen scarring the landscape. So, when Emory took off after the speckle, Patterson was the only one to follow.

Emory decided that it was time to use his devil fruit ability to aid him in his travels, and so he used his devil fruit to extend the reach of his arms, and then swing from tree to tree, debris to debris, much like a monkey. Seeing that he had no devil fruit, Patterson just followed on foot. He eventually came upon the ruined tree itself and pulled himself forward uncontrollably. This resulted in him slamming face first into the charred remains of the tree and falling onto the ground below.

“Owwww” He called out. Patterson and Copper had yet to catch up with their Captain.

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Patterson, 306db2
Emory, da5fda
Copper, 4dac8a