The Great Luceti Rock Hunt

[ahappylie]

Who: Everyone here and anyone who wants to play along, even without a rock. o/
What: Rock hunting!
When: March 10th
Where: All over Luceti
Summary: Grumpy pants Smoker needs a pick me up and what better way to do it than trolling him relentlessly. Our lovely volunteers received a painted rock and a note - after that it's up to them.
Rating: G~PG

It didn't take long to find all his "volunteers," but once he had, he gave them their rocks and sent Smoker a message.

Notice anything missing? I have what belongs to you. Come find them and you'll find me.

Stealing what technically belonged to the Marine was a good enough reason for the grumbly man to come out, but it helped that Souji left the thief's name and identity as prize for finding all the appropriate rocks.

He just didn't need to mention he had sent decoys out as well.

[ooc; Post with your character as a top level and Smoker will find them to talk and retrieve the rocks. Go crazy! Make him sing, dance, stand on his head, whatever you feel like as long as players involved are cool with it. ...also no one saw me post to the wrong comm. orz]

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[justicereigns]

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[D:<]

[Bright.]

[Fucking.]

[Red.]

I have a terrible singing voice.

[uccellodifuoco]

I know. I was there when you were going around singing "tarantara" after every word.

[justicereigns]

I really hated that. Why would you want to go through that again?

[uccellodifuoco]

No serenade, no rock.

[He's not going to deign that question with a real answer. It should be obvious that it's all just to troll Smoker.]

[justicereigns]

[Scowls, grumbles and flips over to Grell's appointment page. Ikki just said it couldn't be locked, so good enough.]

[And thus this happens.]

There. Ya happy punk?

[uccellodifuoco]

[By the end of it Ikki's just doubled over himself in laugher. That was great, still he manages to not laugh too much. Yet. So he soon recovers and nods.]

Well, it's clear you really care for that rock.

[He goes to get it and soon Smoker is handed a painted rock. The issue? It's a decoy one.]

Here, this is what you wanted, right?

1/2

[justicereigns]

[....... LONGEST PAUSE EVER.]

2/2

[justicereigns]

What the hell? This isn't one of mine!

[uccellodifuoco]

[Pause and staring at the rock then at Smoker.]

What? Don't be ridiculous, whose is it if it isn't yours?

[Ikki's as surprised and shocked as you are.]

[justicereigns]

I don't know. What is even the point of painting a second set of rocks. It doesn't have the justice emblem I painted though.

Today is going to bite, isn't it?

[uccellodifuoco]

Whoever has done this really has it against you, don't they? A pirate? It can't have been the Whitebeard pirate or the Straw Hats, though.

[Yeah, Ikki's not going to say anything about the other rock until later.]

[justicereigns]

If it was a pirate they would have put their own mark on it. And I think only Okita knows that I even painted rocks. Since he was the one who convinced me to do it.

[uccellodifuoco]

So he convinced you to paint them... Then stole them and made fake ones?

[Pause.]

I won't expect you to turn in for dinner then.

[You have a long day ahead, Smoker. And Ikki's not going to help with the search, nope.]

[justicereigns]

I hate you. And him. And rocks. And paint. And spring. And everything that isn't cigars.

[uccellodifuoco]

What has the rum done to you now?

[That's included in your "everything that isn't cigars", man. Also you don't hate him. Not yet.]

And it's not my fault that the rock is a fake one so save your hate for when you have a reason for it.

[Like for when you finish collecting all the rocks and realize that there's still one of yours missing. Or in a couple of hours, whatever happens first.]

[justicereigns]

It's never around when I need it.

[uccellodifuoco]

Said the man as he drank coffee rather than reach into the fridge for a bottle of rum.

Maybe it would be around if you bothered to replace it as you drank it.

[justicereigns]

Maybe. Or maybe it's all the rum's fault. Who can say, Ikki? Who can say?

[No, don't actually answer that, it's too early in the morning and he has to hunt rocks, it's a bad day and as such he refuses to try to be reasonable about anything.]

[uccellodifuoco]

I can say that you need therapy. It's one thing to blame things when you're drunk but now you're supposed to be sober.

[justicereigns]

I am sober. It's still the rum's fault. [Folds his arms.] Like when my pants eat the ice cream. [What happens when you take personifying objects too far...]

[uccellodifuoco]

And that's why you need therapy. Or a residence, how old were you again?

[It only occurs to him now that Smoker may be getting senile already.]

[justicereigns]

Thirty-six. Shut up. I'm not that old. And therapists are useless.

[uccellodifuoco]

[If Ikki was someone with less issues and more like Marco, about now he probably would suggest Smoker getting laid or something like that. However he's not and so he just settles with giving the other a look that speaks loudly about how ridiculous Smoker is being. To think that there was a time in which he thought you were a responsible adult.]

[justicereigns]

[YEAH. REMEMBER THOSE DAYS IKKI? Also that really would be Marco's advice god. Ace's too probably if Ace was willing to risk Smoker's temper. BUT ANYWAY TREASURE THOSE DAYS. Because they will not be coming back ever.]

[Smoker just glares back at Ikki.]

[This could go on for awhile.]