The joy of new muses

[nakamadile]

Your struggles are so pathetic, they almost reach the level of comedic farce. Not a single word put to paper, barely a cache of 15 icons you hastily put together with your limited "photoshop" skills, and not even a place to put me in mind.

Any amateur would have taken care of those things ahead of time, instead of scrambling like a wounded cockroach for any sort of safe port. Yet you, with such a simple mind, thought that you could possibly portray me in any sort of passable way?

I doubt you're fit to play a cabin boy, no less a pirate.

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If you are who I think you are, I was just thinking about you yesterday! XD

[thetruehistorian]

Well well. Look who crawled out of the swamp.

Depends! I haven't played him in a fair bit of time.

[nakamadile]

[Nico, dear. You've changed a lot. You don't have a gaping hook-wound in your back and chest, for one thing.]

Swamp? What are you droning on about, Nico Robin?

Oh, it's been a few years. Siren's Pull?

[thetruehistorian]

It's called humor. Admittedly, you'd need to know some basic zoology to understand.

Yuuuup.

[nakamadile]

I see the near loss of your life hasn't resulted in a loss of humor.

Then yep. How ya been?

[thetruehistorian]

I have sources that say it's possible to maintain a sense of humor even after death.

Chillin', chillin'.

[nakamadile]

Your Captain didn't seem to be in much of a joking mood when he watched his brother die. I don't recall him being much good for any reactions, back then. Minus mute horror, of course.

[thetruehistorian]

It shouldn't surprise you that he's bounced back admirably, being made of rubber and all.

So, is your mun just letting you stretch your legs a bit or are you hunting for a place to call home?

[nakamadile]

A little of both, actually.

[thetruehistorian]

Good luck on your hunt. Don't even bother considering Demeleier. We've got enough murderous wretches skulking about as it is.

[heroofsniperisland]

CROCODILE!?

[nakamadile]

[Oh, it's THAT guy, again. Time for a nice, long drag. Crocodile finally exhales as he addresses him.]

Do you have to be this loud and irritating right out of the gate?

[waywardswords]

Yeah, probably best if they just left you as a cockroach.

[Not that that's much of a stretch]

[nakamadile]

...Ah, the swordsman. Now I remember.

[waywardswords]

[Frankly, he doesn't care if you remember him or not. Though you should since it was your little group that tried to recruit him to begin with]

How's prison?

[nakamadile]

[He doesn't bother to remember every bug that crosses his path. He's got future plans to make.]

A long way behind me, actually.

[waywardswords]

[He won't be a bug when you meet him again. if you do only Oda knows. e.e]


Guess they make prisons pretty cheaply these days.

[nakamadile]

[It's Oda. Oh, he'll be back. Likely with brand new tricks and renewed strength.]

I figured your Captain would have told you the whole story. Or has none of that happened, yet?

[waywardswords]

[They'll still kick his ass though. Unless he decides to join them in some bizarre twist of narrative that Oda has planned since chapter two]

You haven't come up in conversation.

[So it's likely it either hasn't happened or Luffy forgot. Either way it doesn't seem important]

[nakamadile]

[Either scenario is just as likely, knowing Luffy. He's sure the boy would like to forget a former/future enemy saving his ass on more than one occasion.]

It's not important, then.

[waywardswords]

Didn't figure it would be.

[You're old news as far as he's concerned]

[fierybluebird]

This, coming from you? Don't make me laugh, berk. How quickly did you fail the New World and just how many failed attempts did you make on Pops' head? Not even creative ones at that. Sounds like your mun has their act together more than you do.

[Hey Crocodile.... bet this isn't a face you were looking forward to seeing again.]

[nakamadile]

Even a man like myself is capable of self-reflection. I won't make the mistakes I made, back in those days. If anything, I have quite the renewed sense of "adventure".

It really is a shame. He should have died at the hands of a pirate, not a worthless rat like Teach.

[fierybluebird]

You? A sense of adventure? [Incredulous at first.]

[But then he pauses, and the venom drops. He can't hold it up after those words. His Pops was ready and braced to die that day, and indeed, had been dying for awhile. Had even Crocodile noticed through all his yelling? Tch.]

I suppose we can both agree on that. [Quiet words but genuine.]

[nakamadile]

So...I take it one of you lot are the new defacto leader of the Whitebeard Pirates?

[fierybluebird]

Something like that.

[He still hates you enough not to want to let anything slip about the islands they're inevitably losing, after all.]