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genessia2016-07-17 08:03 pm
chicken_kun) wrote in genessia2016-07-17 08:03 pm
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Helloooooo Genessia [video/action]
VIDEO
[With absolutely zero apologies to anyone who sees this, Bartolomeo spends the first 30 seconds of the video feed looking into the camera with a dubious expression and picking his nose. Just. Placidly staring, digging for gold. Enjoy the prolonged video study of his fangs, nose ring, goth makeup, and bright fucking neon green hair. Best first impression ever.
When he gets bored of that, his finger drops and he just bares his fangs into the phone's camera.]
This is stupid. Get a job? Hah! Jobs are for losers. And this jewelry is ugly. I'm so over this place, look at it. This little town is way too pretty. [he grins widely] It needs a special touch, I think. Maybe it's time for a new Barto Club, eh?
[he drops the video away and forgets to turn it off right away, so for a moment it just swings wildly back and forth in his fist as he walks. In the process of this vertigo-inducing view, it also picks up his last mutter to himself:]
Ain't as much fun if Luffy-senpai isn't around. Che. Ugly-ass town, no ocean, nothin'...
ACTION
[Bartolomeo is not at all interested in going to the employment office or getting an apartment. No, first he wants to have a look around, and even though he really did read the pamphlets and maps - which are now hanging out of his pants, shoved in his belt - none of that shit matters at the moment. Without his ship, his crew, his bounty, and his beloved great captain Luffy to follow after (that he knows of), he's been left adrift. His dream of sailing as a member of the Pirate King's fleet, put on hold. His purpose for getting stronger, derailed. Oh well, there's always mob work to fall back on. A pretty place like this just deserves to be torn apart at the seams by a gang or ten.
Barty can be found sauntering lazily along any street, hands in his pockets, insulting people at random, spitting on the sidewalk, flipping the finger at vehicles who honk at him for jaywalking, trying on clothes but never buying them, and overall being a nuisance.
By evening, though, he's hungry and bored and looking for a bar with good bar food and beer. Help a pirate out, man!]
[With absolutely zero apologies to anyone who sees this, Bartolomeo spends the first 30 seconds of the video feed looking into the camera with a dubious expression and picking his nose. Just. Placidly staring, digging for gold. Enjoy the prolonged video study of his fangs, nose ring, goth makeup, and bright fucking neon green hair. Best first impression ever.
When he gets bored of that, his finger drops and he just bares his fangs into the phone's camera.]
This is stupid. Get a job? Hah! Jobs are for losers. And this jewelry is ugly. I'm so over this place, look at it. This little town is way too pretty. [he grins widely] It needs a special touch, I think. Maybe it's time for a new Barto Club, eh?
[he drops the video away and forgets to turn it off right away, so for a moment it just swings wildly back and forth in his fist as he walks. In the process of this vertigo-inducing view, it also picks up his last mutter to himself:]
Ain't as much fun if Luffy-senpai isn't around. Che. Ugly-ass town, no ocean, nothin'...
ACTION
[Bartolomeo is not at all interested in going to the employment office or getting an apartment. No, first he wants to have a look around, and even though he really did read the pamphlets and maps - which are now hanging out of his pants, shoved in his belt - none of that shit matters at the moment. Without his ship, his crew, his bounty, and his beloved great captain Luffy to follow after (that he knows of), he's been left adrift. His dream of sailing as a member of the Pirate King's fleet, put on hold. His purpose for getting stronger, derailed. Oh well, there's always mob work to fall back on. A pretty place like this just deserves to be torn apart at the seams by a gang or ten.
Barty can be found sauntering lazily along any street, hands in his pockets, insulting people at random, spitting on the sidewalk, flipping the finger at vehicles who honk at him for jaywalking, trying on clothes but never buying them, and overall being a nuisance.
By evening, though, he's hungry and bored and looking for a bar with good bar food and beer. Help a pirate out, man!]
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