dear_mun | (no subject)

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Hey, dumbass. Why the hell are you even buying paid accounts for me if I don't get any action? So what if I have character development if you don't even freaking use it? If you don't like it let drown the Creepy Strawhat woman or at the very least give me some Fishweed. Anything but being caught in this damn limbo.

Or, hey, hook me up with that sweet peice of Dranaei.

Bubble, bubble, baby.

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[Completely ignores it. What's a busted rib or two?]

[and go on and try, best friend. He doesn't need a Devil Fruit to mop the deck with you]

[Like hell, he can just mess up your hair and you'll go screaming to the bathroom like a girl.]

[At least he has hair and not tufts that looked glued on. That smiley face painted on the back of your bald head? Totally his idea, dude.]

[It's not bald! It's smooth! And he doesn't appreciate your Mr. Clean jokes even if he is a little fussy about cleanliness!!]

[Also he hasn't noticed the face yet. Blame ~~Robin's chest~~ Vista.]

[Well I can be more distracting than a woman's chest you know.]

[....

Dream on, Vista.

Nothing can be more distracting than that valley of love]

[^That.]

[Well... that's true. But it's rude to stare.]

[That's why you have to master the art of admiring out of the corner of your eye.

Obviously.]

[Also true.]

[Or if you're good at it, you can pretend to be checking them for danger or threat levels.]

[He just pats your shoulder. Marco, you are a dirty dirty old man and he's proud to know you]

[We have taught you well young apprentice. They will be no match for you.]

[Yeah he's seen your hat trick, Vista. He'd be a real lady killer if he wasn't already.]

[Now they just have to teach Ace.]

[As if Ace needs help. He pretty much just needs a carpet to cover the ladies that throw themselves in his path. it's ridiculous]

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