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Law He really didn't like having to do all this paperwork. As exciting as it can be, it can't just be the only thing to do around here. I think he's just doing this because he knows how much I hate doing the paperwork he doesn't get done, the young marine thought, letting his face fall hard against the desk. It didn't matter how much he tried, the Captain just liked to pile paperwork onto his desk to keep him busy. He knew why though, his reputation did him no justice. Didn't matter to him right now, he just wanted out of this office. He could hear his stomach growl, his face turning red. I must've forgot to eat, I should head to the mess hall, he thought as he slid out of his chair, stretching his body out as he gave a long yawn. I wonder what they'll be serving today? I wonder if anyone is even there, he thought as he headed off to the mess hall. Law found that his walk through the halls was lonely. Usually the base here was bustling with activity, but he had to sum it up to everyone in this division being under a lot of pressure. Not that I know why, the Captain hasn't told me anything, he thought, pushing open the doors to the mess hall.
"Hey hey!", he shouted with his arms raised high as the few marines and the chefs responded, all greeting the youngster with a smile. "Ah, Lieutenant-Commander Law! Finally come to get something to eat? I was wondering if I should've reminded you to eat today.", a female marine with blue hair said, scolding him for forgetting to eat. "Sorry, that paperwork is just something I'd like to get done as soon as I can. You know the Captain doesn't like being kept waiting.", he said as everyone laughed in unison. They all seemed to agree that their leader was a bit demanding. He made his way over, picking up a tray and looking over his choices. He honed in on a single item, a vanilla cake with pink frosting. It had strawberries on it as well, and he quickly claimed three slices. It was all he grabbed before he went and joined the other marines, taking his hat off and setting it on the table. "You should eat something other than cake, I don't understand how you're in such good shape when all I ever see if you eating sweets Law.", the female marine said, scolding him once again. But she had a smile on her face as she ate her own meal, laughing at him like the others.
"Oh, that reminds me boy.", she said, grabbing his chin and holding his face to get a good look at it. "As the doctor of this marine base I am required to ensure you're in peak condition. However, we're on high alert since some kind of hairy dwarf broke into the base. So keep yourself aware kid.", she said, letting go of his face. He didn't seem phased in the slightest during this, continuing to eat his cake without protest. "A dwarf?", he asked, as she nodded her head. "Dressed all up in green, saying something about treasure. The Captain believes he's a dangerous pirate. I just think it's a drunken fool.", she said as Law set his fork down onto his plate. Cracking his knuckles, he smiled. "I'm gonna hunt this hairy dwarf pirate!", he shouted as he leaped from the table, his foot catching it and taking it with him. The marines whose lunch he disturbed were visibly annoyed, but nonetheless cheered on the enthusiastic boy. "Sorry!", he shouted as he dashed out the doors, breaking one in the process. He crashed into something, tripping up and landing on his back with his coat blinding him.
"Ya broke me leg ya fool! Broke it!", he heard someone say as something hit his head. "Eh? I hear a squeaky voice!", he managed to say through his laughter. "Stop laughing you fool, you broke my leg! You shouldn't run inside!", the voice squeaked as a short man lifted the coat off of Law's head. They both blinked, staring at each other. It would've been an intense scene, if only Law wasn't still laughing about the voice that he had heard. However, it came to a stop and he squinted at the small man before him. "You.", he said, as the man had a panicked expression on his face. "You're very short compared to me, aren't you.", Law said as he rolled over onto his stomach, jumping to his feet promptly afterwards. The man had a look of utter shock and fear on his face as Law picked him up. "I'll take you to the doctor little green.", he said, even giving him a nickname. Despite the protests Law carried the man back to the mess hall, peaking his head with a smile on it around the doorway. "Oh, the door is missing! Oi! Doctor look what I found!", he shouted as he held little green with one hand, raising him high into the air.
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St. Patrinoko wip After the group found the leprechaun in search of his gold, they were immediately, utterly, totally, and completely defeated. Well, at least in a sense of the word. The moment they looked at the small ginger bearded machination of nature they couldn't hold it in, they all burst out laughing and rolling around on the ground, howling even louder as it spoke. They continued doing so until the leprechaun sort of just walked away and once they regained themselves, headed back to the Lucy Fir. So in some sense, one could say the leprechaun sort of lost as well. Inoko, Feiyan, Volya, Cheryl, and Mare all gathered by the bar and shared a round of drinks together as apparently comedy night was about to begin. Crouching down on top of a bar stool with her legs scrunched up in her dress so only her feet showed, Mare was the one to start it off.
"What's two feet tall, leads everyone on the planet to the thing they hold most dear to get stolen, makes that signal multicoloured and huge, has orange hair, and wears a tiny green tux?" She smirked, the others responding with the appropriate what to the joke. "A fohken idjit!" She fell of her chair laughing along with the others as Cheryl bursted in. "Vait, vait, vait, I got vun. Vhat do you you call a Leprechaun zat's sick, deformed, and eez body 'as gone numb?" She steadied herself before she continued on, letting the others get a hold of themselves as well. "A Leperchaun." She was greeted by pats on the back from Inoko who was wheezing at how awful the pun was. "It's probably for the best, I hear leprechaun gold disappears after a short amount of time. He probably would've lepreconned us." Inoko stared at the others with her finger guns a'flyin' after a quick snap.
She was met with dead silence for her crimes though on the inside most of them wanted to continue laughing, they thought it'd be funnier to ignore it. That was, until Feiyan couldn't contain herself and started it up again. Basically they went on shooting dumb puns about leprechauns, clovers, gold, and the holdiay's name for the rest of the evening before the lot of them started to get tired of it. But at that point in the spirit of the holiday they'd all drank enough to poison a regular man two times over. But given their habits and general resistance that had been forming for the stuff, more notably in Mare, Cheryl, and Volya who'd been drinking every night essentially. The noise they were making only went down a few hours later around three in the morning. Most of the crew members had fallen asleep by then sans the drinking queen herself, who knew how to pace herself.
Slumped over the bar, now unconscious was Cheryl whom had been snoring away while next to her, Volya was still slowly going at it, but also beginning to phase out and drift off into sleep. Trapped in a vice grip of a hug, Inoko was being clamoured to by Feiyan for the heat she was giving off in her drunken ways, about five to ten degrees above usual, her tail wrapped around Inoko's legs and Inoko's arms had been sprawled out. Also having had her fill, Mare was with the two on the floor, hugging the both of them on the opposite side of Inoko, chest to the beastwoman's back and with a leg lying over both the others. Inoko had an arm wrapped around both of them at about upper arm level, both warming and bringing the pair into that cuddle. It was frankly a miracle however that Inoko within that night hadn't infected anyone with the curse.
St. Yuutsu Day Yuutsu had heard tales of the small jolly green shitstain wherever she went that day. People were so ungodfully cheerful as they shared stories about how if you followed a rainbow to the end the Leprechaun would share with you some of his gold. Not only was it painstakingly cheesy. if it was true it'd put a damper on her own fun for the next little while. Yuutsu spent a good portion of the morning collecting supplies for her upcoming conquest. In the sky the oh so highly toted rainbow was beaming as strong as it had been all morning, it looked close to the earth, as if one could actually follow it though supposedly that was kind of the point. At some point whilst she was looking for a place to start following it she came across one end of the rainbow, though it was the wrong end apparently.
It was always good to know even with legends such as this, people neglected to bother explaining the gold was at a certain end of the rainbow. But luckily for the mistress of despair, the princess of pessimism, as she found out, the rainbow was solid enough to walk upon. She used her tentacles as support as she walked up along the luminescent and very colourful arc. literally puncturing holes into the rainbow. It was also the point in time she elected to take paint out of her backpack and poured black white and grey all over the rainbow, coating it in a monochromatically depressing shade. A big ol' grin plastered on her face, she sat atop the rainbow and began to slide down to the other side, painting it all the while in her own choice of colours.
As she reached the end of the now monochrobow the little green clad man came into view and the target of her expedition was within a fingers breadth. TOPPO' THE MORNIN TO YE-" Yuutsu was having absolutely none of that, she may have been an adherent of anguish but that voice was simply grating on every last nerve and sensory piece of machinery she had, therefore she taped the Leprechaun's mouth shut and his limbs to his body. "Look here you tiny verdant vermin, I heard you're going around giving people gold and putting up these insufferable rainbows, and full disclosure, I hate it. I don't need some mythical pixie of a punkass bitch spreading joy around when I'm trying so hard to gather support in my cause, you hear me?"
"So, with that being the case, I'm taking it upon myself to take care of your pasty St. Patrick ass right here and now. She went over and picked up the pot of gold and
Edited by Scarlet, Apr 2 2017, 03:52 AM.
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Magic little Man (Ashara) Most of the time, Ashara strove for excellence within her squad, with amazing levels of progress and a sharp mind that always thinks of how to best work in the shadows to prolong the peace that the world could enjoy. This...was not one of those times. With a hard kick, a certain blue haired woman stormed out of an unknown bar, letting out a large groan after taking a swig of a bottle of jack she had bought prior. She had no clue how late, or early it was, but it was certainly late enough that many of the other bar patrons were already passed out.
It turns out, even Ashara had to take some time to unwind from dealing with the usual stresses that came with a being a Chief, and her idea of unwinding was to get so drunk that she couldn't even walk straight. With each step being an absolute struggle, the woman looked ahead with squinted eyes, trying so desperately to see clearly so that she could make her way back to the ship, not even noticing that she wasn't holding her Jack properly so it kept spilling beside her.
Letting out a hiccup, the woman trailed along, dragging her feet to her destination before she suddenly hit something small, doing so in such an awkward manner that she managed to stumble over. Letting out another groan, the woman rubbed her eyes, adjusting her vision and noticing how her bottle had shattered. "What the fu...my..drink...", She let out lazily, turning around to see what she had tripped over, only to see that whatever it was began to move. "Holy shyte, what the fuck was that fer? You blind or somethin?", barked a rather deep voice, prompting the woman to look around to see where it was coming from, having automatically assumed that it couldn't have come from the little creature she had stumbled over.
"Down here, by yer feet! Look, it's pretty dark out here so...", He grumbled, before getting to his feet and snapping his fingers, making his green clothes glow so brightly that he could be seen in the dark. Ashara looked on in pure awe at the man, soaking in the sight of a magic little man with an orange beard and green clothes. "I..uh...I'm shorry...sir...haha...you're all glowy", She apologized as best she could despite her slurred voice, as she too became visible to see. "Oho...now that I get a good lookatcha, you ain't mean on the ol' peepers, apology accepted lass, the names Finn McFinnegan", He huffed, letting out a toothy grin and tipping his hat. "Nice to meet you...Magic little man..".
By this point, the woman was on her knees, eyes now wide and attentive as she stared at the little green man who glowed so bright that she became entranced. In her drunken stupor, she got all giddy and even reached out to grab the tiny fellow, hugging him tightly out of a pure fascination for all things cute and cuddly. "Ooofh....too...tight...squeezing...", He muffled, almost choking to death before prying out of her grasp and hopping back to his space on the floor, letting out a deep panting breath. "Good fuckin' god woman, you're crazy! But...I did enjoy that. Say, I don't suppose you know how I can get up to that golden gleam in the sky, ye see, I came from that gleam but the rainbow bridge that's usually attached to it broke, and I don't have enough power to make another", He spoke softly, holding back tears as he gripped onto his hat, inciting a teary reaction from the woman.
"O-oh no...! Waiit~ that doesn't look so far up, I could throw you there", She pouted, squinting her eyes as she marked the golden tear in the sky, surely, even in her drunken state, she could quite easily fling something up into it. "Rii-wait...what? You can do that? Oh blessed taters! I knew you were more than just a mean pair'o jugs!", he beamed, doing a merry little dance on the spot before standing perfectly still, letting the woman grip onto his tiny body and reel herself back in preparation to throw.
With one mighty hurl, the woman pelted the tiny man straight at the golden gleam in the sky, watching as the little man let out a droning yelp that grew quieter the further he got, sure enough being on course to hit the gleam. "Weeeehoooheeee! Byyy the byyyy! I fixed yer jack bottle, thanks a million lasssss!", He screamed, somehow reaching the womans ears as she quickly turned to see the new, unopened bottle sitting there where the previous bottle had shattered. Just as the little man hit the gleam, it immediately closed up, prompting the woman to let out a cheerful cry. "THAAAAAAANK YOU MAAAGIIIC MAAAN!"
Sir Patrick the Gold (Lancia) The Knight found himself strolling through the streets of an unmarked town, tears streaming down his otherwise perfect face as he struggled to keep moving, his back arched and his heart heavy. He had no idea where he was, nor did he care quite frankly, as the images of horror continued to plague his mind. A casual cruise with his family ended in bloodshed. His brothers and sisters, all likely to be dead, with only him managing to drift away.
His thoughts turned to his old man, feeling his lower lip quiver and his knees buckle in the process. He could only try and cover his mouth in anguish as he muffled a cry, realizing the grizzly sight of his demise was not imagined. Oh, and poor grizzington...that good old bear...he truly wish that he was here with him, so that he could find comfort in his warm fur again. It so happened that in his state of despair, he failed to notice the shimmering pot gleaming by the floor, not noticing it until his plated boot tapped against it. Looking down, his eyes widened as he stared at the gold that radiated from that black pot, enticing him to reach out and grab it.
He didn't think to look inside, or care to, and simply picked he pot up by its entirety, becoming enamoured in the sheen it radiated. Before he could go any further however, a tiny voice drew his attention, prompting him to turn around -- only to be greeted by silence. It was only after he heard the voice again that he thought to look by his feet. To his surprise, what awaited his gaze was a tiny man garbed in green, who tipped his hat and looked ever so jolly.
Lancia, who normally would have been ecstatic to meet someone so strange, was too overcome with grief to react normally. He kept a composed stare as the creature asked for the pot in his hand. Without flinching, the man placed the pot by his feet and left, his shoulders slumped and heart heavy. Surprised, the creature leapt a mighty leap and hopped on his shoulder, speaking directly into his ear with a sympathetic tone. Never before had anyone willingly gave up his pot of gold, so he wished to inquire.
The knight explained calmly, how, in the face of everything, he was left feeling empty because his family had perished. The little green creature pondered, as even with his magic, he found it hard to remedy such a sickness of the heart. Hopping off his back, the man thanked him for his kindness as he walked off into the distance, before secretly using some of his magic to aid the man. What he had done with his magic was to make him completely forget about his family, before disappearing on a rainbow. He wasn't sure just how much that would help, but in his own skewed way, he knew it did.
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Yes, you can, Sos.
Drinking Game (Sophia D. Clover) Sophia had now been travelling with the Snake's Fangs crew for a good amount of time. She couldn't clearly remember how much of this said time had gone between her recruitment and the current day, but she could tell that she has now been a clear "Pirate" for a while. During that time, her many personalities have seen lots of things. Though her usual one - being the shyest of all - mostly remembers only but a pitiful collection of sparse memories, her other personalities often have... a various and rich collection of them. Without doubt, the one with the highest number of these memories was clearly the most violent personality Sophia's mind has ever conceived.
It was a late night at a random, almost pretty much undisclosed location. Back then, Sophia had been left at a bar so that she could wait for the Snake's Fang to return from a reason that she barely could remember nowadays, the only words remembered being "smut" and whatever else came out of her Captain's mouth. Fortunately, Sophia being the bright one, she had brought a book and a map of the West Blue alongside her so that she could finish her work before they would come back, knowing that they would soon go and head to Karaoke Island.
At first, she had stood strong against the intense smell of alcohol that had scattered across the bar at the time. The place being rather popular, it had attracted its fair share of drunkards and fools that only live to spend their earnings away until their pockets run dry. However, eventually, one of the waitresses of the bar had noticed her solitude in the corner of the room, sitting quietly at a single empty table, and had given her a drink, thinking that it would "cheer her up", as she said, thinking that the cartographer was some sort of child.
What resulted was Sophia drinking one glass, then a second, then a third, which soon evolved into a bottle and then countless others. Eventually, the young woman's thirst attracted the attention of the other drunkards in the room, which soon started cheering for her to drink more and more of the burning liquid. She had tried to ignore them at first, simply contenting what seemed to be an endless thirst, but then, suddenly, her eyes became wild and her mouth distorted into a large smirk.
"YOU WANNA SEE ME DRINK MORE, YA FUCKS?! THEN I'LL DO JUST THAT", she would shout out loud before continuing to drink further and further. It seemed as though she would never ever become drunk at all at this point. After the tenth bottle, the others started to think of her as some sort of drunken miracle. What Sophia started to notice, however, was the presence of a little man who could forth holding a tankard in hand.
The man, a midget, was small in nature and wore green. His coat reached his ankles and his hat was large, tipping down onto his face quite easily. His face seemed to be distorted in a grim, almost unnatural manner, his smile wide and his eyes beaming with a strange fire. His beard, long and as fiery orange as his hair, covered his chin and cheeks like a multitude of flames. A four-leafed clover was also imprinted on the leather of his hat, silver in color.
"Now that's a fine one, eh!"
It would cry out, then smash his tankard against Sophia's table, pointing at her with surprising excitement.
"Now ya... What say ye want some gold, eh? If ya happen to beat me in a drinking challenge, I'll give it all to ya! I'm the best drinker in the whole seas, though! Maybe it'll be too hard for ya! What do ya say?"
He teased, which only made Sophia smirk wildly. She looked incredibly different compared to the self that she was only but minutes ago, instead replaced with what seemed to be an excited demon in search of a fight to win. And so, without care for whatever gold the midget mentioned, she answered:
"With pleasure, buddy...! BARMAN! YOU BETTER BRING THE BEST SHIT THERE IS ON YOUR MENU!!"
The drunkards then went along and brought a bunch of bottles to the table for the two of them to drink. The fight then began almost immediately... and took a great while to end. In fact, one would say that it almost never truly ended. For a moment, as Sophia and the midget drank and drank without stop, it would seem as though time itself stopped in their wake, like the gods themselves, astonished, simply watched them go. The creature, laughing, would continue drinking without much difficulty, but so would Sophia.
Though the comparison was once merely a play on words, Sophia would then notice the slowing speed of the other drinkers of the building, like she and her opponent became faster as they drank, though soon kept no mind to it and continued drinking, and drinking, and drinking.
The creature did not cared, however, as it continued, but, soon, his eyes, once fiery with strange happiness, now started to cower in fear at the sight of the drinking woman, surprised by her strange resilience to the alcohol and her incredible thirst. Surely, she would eventually become sick or so astonishingly drunk, she would simply stop. But, no... That moment never came.
Instead, he was the one who began to grow tired of drinking. In this span of frozen time, the creature would slowly start to slow down, overwhelmed by Sophia's stamina as some of the liquid fell down underneath his lips. Then, panting, he would drink one last bottle before, coughing, he would stare at the still-drinking Sophia, dizzied.
"W-Wha... Wha... B-But... Me gold..."
He would blabber before, suddenly, Sophia would drink one last bottle within its entirety before rising from her seat and jumping over the table before smashing the glass object against the creature's head. Immediately, he started bleeding, the front of his forehead almost entirely blown off. Gurgling, the infamous Leprechaun would cough blood before falling head down into the table in front of him, blood splattering all across the table as vomit slowly came out of his mouth. Sophia, who now simply stood on the table, would simply smirk widely like a demon, chuckling to herself before he then let out a loud laugh.
"YOU THOUGHT I CARED ABOUT YOUR STUPID GOLD?! YOU FUCKING FOOL! ALL I WANTED WAS TO CONQUER YOU! I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE, YOU STUPID PIECE OF MYTHICAL CRAP! WHAT, YOU THOUGHT I NEVER READ A BOOK BEFORE?! FUCKING IDIOT!"
She then lowered herself and grabbed the man by the hair, staring down into his dead eyes.
"Tell your stupid gods that they are next on my list..."
She then slammed her knee straight into the guy's face, puncturing through his skull, then threw his corpse away like a wet blanket. Before reality even had the time to fully come back to normal, Sophia and her equipment was gone. Instead, only but the Leprechaun's blood and vomit lied on the table while his corpse, it, was gone, having disappeared from this realm.
Boredom (Velvet G. Falcone) Ah. For once. Just for once... Velvet will not have to deal with anything that is related to whatever perverted fantasies Hibiko is thinking about for an Event entry. For once, she is simply going to relax on her own without much thought, simply typing all those words without her creator suddenly kicking in and modifying her words and needs.
Most probably, that was why she was currently putting her mind at ease on a single ship separated from the one that she is usually sailing on alongside Nezuel and the other soldiers underneath her command. It was a mere dingy that was nearing Karaoke Island at the time, not too far from the docks where Nezuel's ship is currently located. She had told them that she wanted a small break from all the trouble that she had gone through, especially with the whole... problem that she had to deal with earlier with the thing between her legs.
So, now, she was simply laying down on the dingy's deck, staring at the sky with her usual semi-closed eyes, almost as if her face was stuck in a constant lack of expression. Though she seemed annoyed, it was how she was used to tense down. The sight of the clouds in the sky slowly following the flow of the wind felt like a feast to the eyes. It was nice, really, to not feel like a bimbo doll for once. Very nice indeed. Even Rosette seemed to comply with her want to relax, not seeming to assault her with her usual hypnosis jargon. There were also no real threat or things to worry about, like some sort of supernatural creature coming out of nowhere or someone trying to kill her.
Now, usually, one would think that the supernatural creature that is definitely going to come out of nowhere to torment would bother Velvet. You would think that, as always, she would take the whole thing more or less seriously. You would think that, at the sight of a midget clothed in green staring down at her face as she stood over her would bother. But no, as she stared at the thing's face, she would let out a long sigh.
"Hm... Another Event, huh...?"
So Hibiko has indeed won against. Damn it all. Why is it so hard to relax in this universe? Deadpanning, she would stare at the creature, which had remained silent up to this point, then asked:
"Yo... You are some sort of... what again...? A Leprechaun, right?"
"Ah, yes, that I am."
"And why are you here?"
"Ah, that's because some guy with a weird name wanted me to come here and talk to you."
"... I see..."
Velvet would close her eyes, then tense down, sighing once again. Just talk, huh? That... didn't seem so bad. At least, it didn't seem as though the creature wanted to kill her just yet. Clearly, the thing wasn't Human. No Human have such a disproportionate facial structure. The thing's nose was huge, his chin was pronominal and his eyes were small and almost dot-like. His size was small, midget-like, and a large hat stood on his with the image of what seemed to be four-leafed clover engraved into its leather.
There was a problem behind this whole talking thing, however...
"I'm sorry, then. I'm just... not interested right now."
The Leprechaun would blink, titling his head in curiosity, then ask:
"Aw, why not?"
"I don't know. I feel dead inside. You know, just dead enough to fit the criteria of the Linkin Park memes."
The midget would blink, curious as to what Velvet actually even meant by what she just said, then would walk beside her before sitting right here and there, staring at the sky alongside her.
"Welp, I don't know where that Linkin Park is or what a meme is, but it must come from the Internet now, am I right?"
"Ah, so you have the same... "ability"... that I have?"
Velvet would blandly respond, seeming to be barely interested by the conversation they currently had. Rather ironically, though, even she thought she would be much more surprised given that she is supposedly the only one who knows about the falseness of the world they are currently in. But the main problem here was that this creature was nothing more than a myth that was made just for this Event. She also met some lady once too, but she couldn't remember most of what happened.
"Tell me..."
She turned her head towards the midget, asking:
"Is Hibiko liking this right now?"
The Leprechaun stared at her for a moment, then put his hand on his chin.
"Ya know... Usually, I would have agreed with you here. But I can't. I don't know, something just felt off about his doings. Like ya, I'm just words on paper. Heck, unlike ya, I don't have any pictures to speak from other than creepy books'. I should be worrying about me gold now, but I can't feel a thing about it for some reason. It feels kinda surreal, if ya ask me, champ."
"Hm..."
Velvet would look at the midget for a moment, then look towards the sky with a large smirk on her face, her eyes still semi-closed.
"Ah... So I see how it is... He had absolutely no idea what to write for me, so he just sent you here to talk to me. He is bored out of his mind like I am. He just wants to relax, so he just went and wrote a bunch of stuff to get some free stuff out of this Event."
"Isn't that a bit harsh?"
The Leprechaun asked, surprised of the use of such harsh wording, but the creature would only get a single response from the girl in return:
"Nope. Not at all."
Ramen Eating Contest (Mizuki Makkunouchi) Unlike the two previous contestants, Mizuki had actually heard about the appearance of the Leprechaun within the oceans long before the famous date that would be today. She had first read about the creature in a collection of mythical fantasies that had been written by a variety of writes that were known all around the world as the greatest ones of all. It was a... pretty costly book that her mother kept close to her for the sake of telling her children such fantastic stories before they would head on to bed.
The Leprechaun's wasn't really her favourite... but she has always had that slight bit of greed within her mind trying to convince her to get a hold of his lot of gold once she would finally have the chance to meet him in person, if that would ever happen. It turned out, though, that the tale was actually true and that, every once in a while, during the month of March, the creature would appear somewhere around the seas to wander around and his own version of what he considered to be "fun". Some say he talks to people, others say he tries to gamble his gold in drinking games... but he existed nonetheless.
So, curious, Mizuki had started travelling around the Blues in search of the midget since the very first day of the month. It had been a long and gruelling process, and, unfortunately, it did not seem as though any proficient results would come out of it. In fact, most of her work seemed to be completely useless. That was, until she arrived on a populated island's docks, heading towards the most nearby ramen restaurant.
It was a classic restaurant. One might not even call it that. Relatively small, it tried to harbour a most nostalgic style akin to the ones present in the Wano Country. Therefore, the clients had to sit in front of the chefs while they prepared the food for them in bowls. To see the food being prepared right in front of her was something that Mizuki had always enjoyed as a child, and that was no exception to the Mizuki of nowadays either. The moment she was served, she clapped her hands with a friendly smile on her face, then thanked the chef before starting to eat quietly. Rather ironically, it did not even seemed as though the chef asked her any prices, instead simply blushing as he left her to enjoy her bowl of ramen, flabbergasted by her beauty.
The food was amazing for sure. No doubt, this was probably one of the best ramen bowls she had ever eaten. But, as she ate, she would notice that another customer had entered the restaurant and had sat right beside her. It was a relatively small person who most surely seemed male thanks to the large beard he proudly showed to the world. As her eye noticed his presence, she would then start examining him, noticing his clothes, how green they were and how they had an iconic four-leafed clover on most of its leather material, then froze.
Holy cow, the guy was just right there! The Leprechaun! The creature who she has been searching for for so long! He looked just like the one who was presented in her mother's book too. She gulped down the ramen that was in her mouth with wide eyes, then calmed down before putting her bowl down on the counter. She then turned her head towards the midget and smiled.
"I've never seen someone like you around here."
"Me neither! Y'are quite the beauty."
The small man would tell her, making the woman smile a bit more, feeling complimented by the words that she was oh-so-always told every single day she happens to meet somebody else. The Leprechaun then ordered a bowl of ramen before smirking too, staring at her.
"I know that face of yours. You want me gold, eh?"
Mizuki blinked, having not expected something so bold to be told to her. However, as quickly as she tried to reply to the sayings of the midget, the man would then chuckle and cross her arms.
"Why, certainly! But there's one thing ya gotta do before I give it all to ya."
"A-And what that may be...?"
As soon as the ramen was served to the creature, he would smirk wildly.
"I challenge ya to a ramen challenge! The first who gives up wins! If you win, I give you everything! If you lose, then I'll disappear until next year arrives!"
Mizuki stared at the Leprechaun with widened eyes, not believing that the creature just went ahead and challenged her to such a bold challenge before she then smirked back to him and accepted his deal, thinking that he was some sort of fool. After all, ramen was her favourite kind of food: she could most surely eat a bunch of bowls without realizing it.
The challenge then soon commenced between the two as the chefs agreed to make their best to make their challenge the most exciting one there could be. The fight... did not last long. In fact, after three bowls, Mizuki was already starting to feel tired, then, eventually, she would let out a dizzied "Uuuugh..." before letting her head gently drop against the counter.
"I... can't... Uuuuugh..."
She had completely underestimated the creature. Of course, being the myth he was, the Leprechaun was still eating to his merry content, smirking as he realized that he had won without much challenge at all.
"Ooooh! Well, at least ya tried, sweetheart!"
He would tease the woman, then put a small piece of gold right in front of her, which made her eyes go round. She stared at the piece of metal, then blinked.
"W-What...? But I..."
"Take it as a participation prize! At least ya got something out of it! It's worth 8 million Beli! Now, have a good day, champ! Next time, I'll try to be a little more gentle with ya."
The creature would laugh, then would slowly head out of the restaurant, disappearing as soon as he left from the current reality. Mizuki, her, would stare at him as he left, then slowly turn her head towards the piece of gold before she smiled.
"Next time, I will beat you, Leprechaun..."
Edited by Hibiko, Mar 29 2017, 10:14 PM.
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