in the end, it's your choice. Choose who YOU think is the best candidate. or you could always remain neutral and marry neither...
Gerrard was just about to leave when he noticed that a squad of the marines seemed to be mobilizing. It looked like they were headed towards a tavern. Let me guess, gerrard thought. One of our crew is being pursued. Let's all cheer for keeping a low profile. "My guess is that he navy has met one of our crew. We should probably help." Gerrard pulled out his kamas and followed the navy, slinking his ways through the alleyways. He managed to follow them until they reached a tavern which an entire squadron of them had gathered. Crap...
...wow. Y'all are cold. All of a sudden this turned into the "whack on vincent" thread. besides which, i agree with Zexion. True love doesn't come from a mass vote. That's why peer pressure exists! I vote... neither. because i don't particularly care!
Gerrard looked around. The navy seemed to be spread across the city. Why would that be? thought Gerrard. He then realized that it didn't matter, as long as the crew got out of there soon. Gerrard looked at his captain and crewmate. They looked like they were finished sparring. "Are we done yet?" Gerrard asked. "We should probably get out of here soon, if we don't want to have to deal with the bloody navy. After all, a lot of us are... not exactly on good terms with them. So let's gather up the crew and get out of here."
I dunno.... some of those dead people are pretty hot.... jk :) not that anyone cares, but i'm straight
It'll be entertaining when i freeze you and make you into an overgrown ice cube. I think i'll keep you as an ice sculpture. or i could smash you into a thousand little pieces of ice. Maybe i could just skip the freezing part and crush you like a bug. But there are other ways to kill you. Maybe i'll make a hail sotrm of a thousand icicles and stab you to death. Or i trap you in a dome made entirely of ice- maybe i can have an organization XIII snow globe! That would be nice, especially because all the little nobodies would be freezing to death! YAY! (btw i was kidding, and still am. it's all in good fun. lighten up. :))
Gerrard was hauling a large wagon full of food through the town. He had gotten lots of chicken and steak, fruits and vegetables, and nuts and things to snack on. He had also made sure to get lots of drinking water, juice and, most important of all for a pirate, booze (it puts hair on your chest). All of a sudden he noticed that Hirac was standing with a bullet close to his face, and that he seemed to be controlling it with his devil fruit powers. "Did i miss something?" Gerrard asked no one in particular. "We're not even on the ship and people are already trying to kill each other."
Gerrard Was currently walking through the town, looking for a place that would sell food in massive quantities. "Where the hell am i goi ng to be bale to get that much food, how much will it cost, and how the hell will i get it back to the ship?" Oh well, gerrard thought. They had just robbed a friggin bank, so Gerrard figured that they would have enough money. Then one of the stores caught his eye: "Joe's massive food supply." It appeared to be a giant ware house. Gerrard smiled, and walked in the front door.
Duel of the fates- John Williams
"Interesting," Gerrard thought to himself. A bank robbery was sucessful because of lots of devil fruit and a man in a panda suit. This was going to be a unique pirate crew to say the least... "Did we get enough money for supplies as well?" Gerrard asked, stepping out from the shadows. "I can't cook anything unless we have edible food and potable water."
"Screw it" gerrard thought. "This is gonna be funny to watch. If they need help, i'll be right here, waiting in the shadows."
Friggin' Organization junkies... Name:Hydros Age: ??? Org or Titan: Titan :D Element: Ice Personality: Steadfast and loyal to the titans, but exteremely unbalanced. Osmetimes he is quite peaceful, but when provoked, goes on horrible rampages capable of wiping out entire cities. Enjoys using his ice powers. Theme Song (Optional): none
Croup was lucky that he was moving. If he hadn't, he would be dead. HE could almost feel the bullets move past his head. Croup realized that he was bleeding pretty badly out of his arm. Oh well. Back to the usual plan, he thought, almost amused. Croup crouched behind a tree, waiting to spring. He couldn't run anymore anyway. Come on, croup thought. I haven't got all day, and i'm probably gonna die soon anyway. SO no matter if you or i or both of us die, let's end this now.
Gerrard just looked at his crewmates for a moment. "Won't it kind of be obvious thta it was us?" Then, he realized that it didn't matter at this point. "i'll help too. What can i do to help?"
clumsy oaf
Because neil gaiman is awesome. In one of his books, there is a character named mr. croup who is one of a really awesome pair. so, i called myself mr_croup.
fashion victims
Crup was expecting his oponnents move. He dived behind a tree, and began running to the left. Every step he took felt like there was a demon in his arm bone. CRAP he thought. Oh well. His opponent would probably kill him soon enough. At least he wouldn't be hearing voices anymore.
Croup, being prepared, dived to the side. This time, though, his enemy didn't miss by that much. two bullets went went into his left arm. One went through, the other barely stuck. Croup barely kept himself from yelling in pain. *******, he thought. "Come on," he said out loud. "If you want to increase your chances that badly, then come and kill me yourself."
sweet. I like it. I like the trenchcoat for twilightsown.
