14 tightropes walked - accidental video/action

[freckleddoll]

Beast...Joker!?

[Doll is making her way through the crowds, being pushed and shoved around easily considering her small stature.]

Are any of you 'ere? [jostled again] 'scuse me.

Dagger? Jumbo?! [craning her neck, trying to see over the other people as she continues calling out her siblings' names in the hopes at least one of them will be there and hear her. She looks pretty tired, considering she spent much of the previous day looking for them as well]

If only I could see t'least one of 'em for a few minutes, t'know they're alright. [spoken to herself, low but not low enough for the device she doesn't know is recording not to capture it.]


((ooc: open for fourth walling! Network or action (just...don't hurt her |D). Anything goes, just no spoiling her past the point she's from i.e. chapter 28.))

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[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

... Ah, now we are approaching familiar territory. And if I were to hazard a guess... there is no escape from this place, save if it 'allows' you to go?

[freckleddoll]

Yeah, that's it! You've been somewhere like this before?

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

That, I most certainly have. In fact I am usually detained in a similar place, only it is less of a city and more of a, well, haunted swamp. If nothing else, the change of walking on solid streets instead of being ankle-deep in mud is quite refreshing.

[freckleddoll]

Blimey, an' I thought this was bad! Sounds like you've got it worse'n us.

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

Ah, I... well. I suppose you would be the judge of that.

But oh, where are my manners? My name is Brook, 'Dead Bones' Brook, musician of the Strawhat Pirate clan! It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance my lady, no matter how brief it might be!

[And off goes the hat and he sinks to one knee and bows, so that his head can be at about your height. This isn't easy when you're this tall you know.]

[freckleddoll]

Oh...s'nice t'meet you, Brook. 'm Doll. Lotsa people call me Freckles, though. [looking a bit surprised] You're a pirate, then?

Er...you don' have t'do that... [not that she doesn't appreciate not having to crane her neck upwards any more, but shows of manners directed at her always make her feel awkward.]

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

A pirate from to toes up to my skull, lady Freckles! And I most certainly do, simply because I am a pirate does not mean I can let my manners to go to waste!

[freckleddoll]

Well, if you 'ave to... [rubbing at the back of her head awkwardly, feeling a bit embarrassed]

You really sail on a ship an' rob other ships an' all that stuff?

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

One would think that I would be used to this by now. Not quite so, my lady. In my world, pirate is the name given to anyone who wishes to sail wherever they please and damn the consequences. Whether those freesailers plunder or not is entirely up to them, but I for one sail to seek freedom... not as an excuse to plunder and hurt my fellow man.

[freckleddoll]

Sorry...didn't mean it as an insult or anythin', was just curious! Never 'eard of pirates like that...

Sounds like a good life though. Bein' free.

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

It is, my lady. The best life that I know... so good that I kept on living it even after death! YOOHOHOHOHO!

[freckleddoll]

How did ya manage that?

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

Through an ancient artefact of my homeworld my lady, one steeped in mystery and legend... the Devil Fruit.

All who have eaten one of the fabled fruits are endowed with a supernatural ability, never the same ability as someone else. Mine was the ability to let my soul rise from the other side, and reanimate my fallen remains!

[freckleddoll]

Cor...musta been a right handy ability for ya t'get! You don' mind bein' a skeleton?

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

It is only due to being a skeleton that I have survived so far, so no... I cannot say I do.

[freckleddoll]

As long as you're 'appy, then!

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

Well, I certainly have no reason to complain~! Do you, my lady?

[freckleddoll]

Well...'d rather be at 'ome with my family, but at least I got to see most of 'em today! An' it ain't that bad 'ere. 've got more things'n I do back 'ome, actually. So I really shouldn't complain.

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

Ah... I take it that your ordinary life is not quite as exciting as being a pirate on the open sea, or being constantly exposed to many hundreds of different worlds?

[freckleddoll]

Well, it ain't borin', but it ain't that excitin' either. A travellin' circus gets its own share of adventures though.

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

Oh my- a circus? It were ages since I saw one of those~ my captain ran afoul of a wicked clown-pirate once upon a time and ever since they have not looked upon those places with gentle eyes, but I simply adore them! With clowns and festive acrobats and those strange little lifeboats who somehow manage to fit in so many performers at the same time-

[freckleddoll]

Oh...well, the circus 'ere ain't the same as at 'ome, but you're welcome t'come an' see us anyway! S'great bein' part of the show.

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

I would very much like to see that... but I am afraid it will not be possible. I believe my time here is, ah, rather limited.

[freckleddoll]

Yeah...forgot that for a moment. Well, if you're ever 'ere again, the invitation's still open!

[moveurdeadfros.livejournal.com]

I shall keep it in mind! I believe I have already been here before, but it is rather difficult keeping track when it only lasts for a day... I bounce between quite a lot of places after all, hard to keep all these islands and cities and prison camps and mental hospitals and the places where the ground consists of flesheating tendrilbeasts and the sky glows with the lethal rays of a black sun searing the skin of those unfortunate enough to wander 'neath it... although that one place was rather distinctive...