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Is this too much to ask?
Eddie in the Blazing Hell level of impel down selling snow cones?
Eddie confounding the Kuja by showing up on their island selling personalized key chains.
Kaido has a monopoly on seastone. Save for Eddie, who steals of the navy and resells it like a crack head finessing copper wire out of your transformers.
Eddie in laughtale selling ‘I went to laugh tell and all I got was the one piece’ t shirts.
These are what I am imagine but I may have misread your guy. This might cross the line from funny guys who shows up anywhere to an actually cryptid.
You have absolutely nailed Eddie's vibe. Dude is in the weirdest almost impossible to reach location selling exactly what you need at that given moment for an incredibly reasonable price.
He's in Elbaf rn at the top of a mountain like
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Sanji opens the pantry one day and Eddie has set up a booth inside and is selling quality cookware. When Sanji leaves to put his wallet back (the prices really are reasonable and Sanji just happened to need a new pasta strainer and sauce pot), by the time he returns to the kitchen Eddie has just vanished into the ether.
Love this asshole.
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heres i am btw
silly little guy
Excerpt from my mess of an Au Mighty Marcus
(Context: Marcus was found in the rubble and taken to Mighty Med. The staff are welcoming and Oliver and Kaz take him under their wings. They are largely unaware of Marcus’s backstory aside from a barebones idea of an evil guy making him. Henry Tidwell (Titanio) the resident tech genius takes on a mentor roll. He knows where Marcus came from because of his circuitry, but doesn’t care. Marcus works in the tech sector of Mighty Med while trying to figure out his place.)
“I’m not meant for this world.” It was such a dramatic statement, but a true one. Marcus didn’t belong in any world, not even the one he’d been created for. He didn’t belong among the ‘normos’ or the supers, he was an outlier.
Henry sighed, looking at him from across the wrought iron table that was slightly off balance. The pizza place wasn’t high end or fancy, a hole in the wall joint that smelled like spice and pasta sauce and played Italian music softly from a record player. It wasn’t the kind of place a man like Henry fit in at with his tailored suit, but at the same time was a place so like him. Marcus was learning that people were deeper than he thought. Henry said it was his ai learning, he was pretty sure he was just finally seeing the real world.
“Have you ever read my comics?” He asked through a bite of greasy cheese pizza. Marcus had, back what he was archiving, but he hadn’t actually processed any information.
“Well, I never fit in either, too smart for my own good and a bit of an asshole. I refused my fathers company to fly planes, and I was damned good. Up until I got myself stranded in the outer atmosphere and realized nobody would be coming to get me.” Henry sighed, looked haggard at the memory. He’d never seen Henry look remorseful for anything, it didn’t seem in his character.
“How did you get out?” Marcus had a theory, he was a genius after all, but humans were surprising creatures.
“I nearly died, but somewhere in that desperation I remembered that I was good for something, and that was building. I made a suit, a modified space suit of scraps and canabalized ship, and I look a leap of faith.”
Marcus leaned in, invested.
“I survived, obviously, but that suit was a peice of junk.” He laughed, even as he unbuttoned his dress shirt to pull back and show his shoulder. There was a seam, jarring an imperfect, just below his shoulder joint. “I had a rough landing.”
“Is that..?” Marcus scanned it, seeing cybernetics under synthetic skin. Henry was like him, if only just.
“Yep! Made it myself, except for the skin, never could figure out skin. So I got home, and nobody had realized I had truly gone missing for that month. I took the company back and tried to cope.” There was a shine in his eye, one of pure mischief. “And then I realized I could make a difference. I rebuilt my suit and became Titanio. With no idea of a superhero world or the fact comics were already being printed, I became a hero. Most supers hated me, a normo wearing a suit and fighting their battles. Some still do.”
Marcus had noticed that, how even some superheroes gave Oliver and Kaz the cold shoulder for being humans in the realm of gods. He thought it was stupid. Humans may be weak and inferior, but Kaz and Oliver, and Henry it seemed, had proven themselves. They were more heroic than his pathetic siblings.
“What did you do about it?” Marcus would have made them suffer to prove his worth, but Henry set down his pizza and fixed him with a stare that felt piercing down to the microchip.
“I proved them wrong, became the best I could. I turned a failing company into a tech giant, saved every penny I had and put it into my company and my suit. I was supposed to just be some human engineer meant to die in space.” Henry winked, returning his focus to his pizza like he hadn’t already packed away several pieces.
Marcus knew what he was implying. He hadn’t been built to last, a pet project instead of a son. His birthright was to die.
“I’m not hero material.” He wasn’t, he really wasn’t. He’d been created for destruction, and he’d always destroy what he touched. This peace had to be temporary. He’d met real heroes, seen them risk everything to save people Marcus didn’t see as worthy of saving. He couldn’t become that.
“Then don’t be. Be something else, you have quite the brain, kid. Save people in your own way. Also drink your water slower, refills cost money.” Always a penny pincher, even in his heartfelt moments. Marcus couldn’t help a laugh, a noice that startled him. Laughter was such a new experience, so far from the maniacal cackling he was used to. It felt nice, warm.
“Can we go to the company after?” His eyes shined at the prospect of poking around in Henry’s lab, a place he was becoming familiar with. It was so much more advanced than his area at Mighty Med! Maybe he could bully Tidwell Tech into donating equipment, god knows they needed it after last weeks budget cuts.
Henry smiled, a genuine fondness that confused Marcus as much as it pleased him. He was wary of anyone trying to fill the void Douglas left, but the new men in his life were weird. Horace with his distant caring and occasional attaboys that reminded him of his dad, but a real excitement for his hobbies that Douglas never had. Henry, so much like his father but also very different, who never tried to be a parental force and considered him an equal, a person.
“Sure kid. I need your help tweaking his gauntlets, they’ve been off since that battle with Soul Slayer last week, I think he knocked something loose.” He’d also fractured Henry’s wrist but the human never seemed to dwell on injury.
It was such a show of weakness, or, what did Oliver call it? Good faith? An offer to work on the man’s prized possession, the thing that made him a hero.
Marcus wouldn’t disappoint him. He still wasn’t a hero, or even a good person, but he wouldn’t betray Henry’s trust unless he was given a reason to. Mighty Med was a Eden, he wouldn’t be the snake that destroyed it.
Members of The Crystal Gems what are each of your opinion on Spinel?
Amethyst: “I think she’s a total weirdo!”
Peridot: “I agree!”
Jasper: “Me too!”
Aquamarine: “I agree as well”
Bismuth: “Come on guys, she’s not THAT bad”
old fashioned weirdo
3 Random Things
Rules: 3 random facts about yourself, then tag 7 people.
Thanks to @dr-lemurr for the tag!
1. When I was 18, I was so set on becoming a professional poet, I almost self-published a collection of my poetry named "Sex and High School" (no one liked the name but me. fuck 'em). I say almost because i was too chicken-shit to take the plunge.
2. I like the space aesthetic and science-y things, but I'm actually very ignorant about how the cosmos really works.
3. I once dated a guy who wooed me with promises of large animal dissection videos (it was a show that was aired i think on the BBC where old/sick zoo animals were dissected for veterinary students after their natural death. I thought it was so fucking cool and yes, i totally slept with him.)
I’ll tag @thep0rnfairy, @flightspathfic, @a1kitkat, @pippsmcgee, and anyone else who wants to do it, please feel free to join in!
I rode a bit today for the first time since January. Then I let Rain loose in the arena so she could burn off her energy since we stayed at a walk.
She just stood there and stared at Cindy the whole time 😐 She wouldn't even follow me around, she just stood totally still. OKAY. FINE THEN.