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STARTER | @code01746
going back home is not an option anymore, that much pudding has already figured out. following the voices on a journey that so far has only been half planned isn't much of an option either though. the path she's been walking on for the past few hours is getting less and less defined, as if someone had tried their best to keep it hidden. there's a voice at the the back of her mind that keeps saying to stay alert - something's off but pudding can't quite tell what. if only the animals around were a little more cooperative in not letting her die.
sight can be something so tricky. one could say pudding would be exempted due to the three huge eyes taking residence on her face... but she's really not. is the silhouette in front of her real? or the house behind it for that matter. is it just her subconscious hoping to find someplace - anywhere really, that could give her the answers she's looking for? "hey!" hand lifts with hesitation, gaze remaining as neutral as possible despite sight getting clearer. "uh... sorry for trespassing sir, i think i got lost."
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@code01746 sent : ✆ Accepting
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : ↳ ❥🔫 ˗ˏˋ(𝘿𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙨)ˎˊ˗
𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄 : Circus / Daywalker
𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 :
@code01746 ~plotted starter~
It was a cruel twist of fate that the blonde was at the wrong place at the wrong time. She had come across the Donquixote pirates when they were attacking a town she was staying in. The female tried to get away, but she got caught up in the crowd. Somehow, the boss of the family was a former Celestial Dragon, so when he learned about her being a former slave due to the Hoof of the Flying Dragon on her back, he was delighted with glee to own her.
Stella was sitting outside with a collar around her neck as she was waiting for someone to bring her some food. The blonde had been here for a little over a week and did her best to endure everything. The children would come to look at her in her cage or she would be allowed outside at times chained up like a pet. Currently, she felt as if she was being forgotten which was fine with her. The woman was trying to bide her time until the chance to escape came. Noticing a new face coming with a tray of food, the female gave him a warm smile happy to be getting a meal even if it was stale bread and watered-down soup.
"Thank you very much, Sir." Stella was learning about all the different members of this crew and knowing what she could say about them. The head boss was named Doflamingo who had a god complex due to him being a fallen Celestial Dragon, but in the end, he was just the same as them. Still, it would take time. She endured a hellish nightmare for two years until she was left for dead, but in the end, she survived which she was going to do again.
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𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑! / @code01746
@code01746 || don't look old enough to be a grandpa
She thinks he's Doflamingo at first, when the man nearly trips into the cabin Kyros has kindly allowed them to spend their recovery time in – only that doesn't make sense because Doflamingo's been taken by the Marines. He certainly isn't in any state to be tripping in and out of people's safe houses either, even if he did escape them somehow.
The realization doesn't stop her from scrambling over Law (ignoring his sharp call of her name, his own attempt to stop her) to place herself between them. When and where she pulled a knife is unclear, and the fact she even has it isn't noticed until she's sunk it into his reaching arm.
"Don't touch him!"
The teenager looks near ready to launch herself at the stranger, even exhausted and sporting multiple bandages. She wishes the others hadn't left to secure supplies discretely; Luffy's still unconscious and Law's still too injured for this. Blue bares her teeth, threatening.
"I'll stab you again if you move."
"the squeaky wheel gets the oil, you know. If you need something, speak up." // [meme]
He could- should. It wasn't like he was a child anymore. He wasn't on his own. It wasn't like he needed to hide problems, much akin to a cat in a bid fend off anyone who might want to take advantage of them. But oh, old habits died hard.
Law paused, remained silent a long moment. "... Yeah." He shifted his weight, folded his arms. "I'll keep that in mind."
‘ now that it’s over , i feel the shame that i was ever involved . ’ // [meme] // (for baby)
She couldn't help it as a frown formed it's way upon her lips as she looked at Corazon, though she supposes it is probably a natural feeling to have - that, Baby's own sense of shame will find it's way into her once she looks back out on everything but right now she is still learning, or unlearning things however one wants to perceive it. "You were doing what you could." Baby says, wanting to reach out to comfort him but honestly she has forgotten what that was like. "There wasn't much you could do. In the end you've done what's for the good, right? Isn't that what matters?" She's trying figure that out herself.