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 Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 4:36 pm
The only Kingdom found in the North Blue. This kingdom knows how to vibe with the music and is know for it's musical diversity.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 12:11 pm
A small ship calmly made its way in a port of merry looking civilians as well as an enraged trade ship captain yelling at their workers for slacking on their jobs and enjoying the music. Frankly, Yori was enjoying the radiant sound that filled the air as it caused lightness on his conscious from deck of his boat while soaking in the sun. How he came to such a place was quite plain. After observing fight between Maix and the naval commodore Grimm, he left Loguetown and began to drift in the ocean simple going of the direction he felt like at the moment, which eventually brought him to the North Blue. A heavy thumb signaled his arrival in the harbor, causing Yori to pop up of the wooden floor onto the walkway into the city.
It didn't take long for Yori to find a cafe and take a seat with a town map in hand and a newspaper on the counter. Only a few minutes later did a plate of curry slide in front of him, with the smell navigating its way towards the unsuspecting Yori. He nostrils, tooling the scented air and his brain recognized the smell; the smell of food; the smell of beef curry. The map went down and his fork automatic found itself in Yori's grasp. Stabbing into the sauce covered meat, he lifted in up off the plate and transferred it into his mouth were a blast of favor, bitter, spicy, sweet, and sour, fused and complied his to once again take another stab.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 3:51 pm
The nightlife of the Vibe Kingdom was just as its name presumes it to be. Although not as crowds with people, there is still music to be enjoyed and a few great music spots worth visiting, or at least that’s what his encyclopedia suggested. All and all, if there wasn't something to do in one part of the city, than it’s a sure bet that there is something on the other side of the city. Restaurants were closed most of the time allowing for the 'Food on Wheels,' carts to roll to the side of the street and serve any willing to eat. Nothing mattered in this city. No real military presence. No bounty hunters looking to bring home the beli. Even the occasional pirate were acting fine and dandy, with a pint of drink in one hand and the other on the shoulder of a fellow crewman, sometimes forming a large four man line that caused the crowd to move to one side.
Yori, at the moment, was enjoying a cup of steaming rice covering in bits of a strange named fish. It really didn't matter what the fish was along as it tasted good and it wasn't going to kill him. Naturally, he made his way to the front of a small crowd to listen to a band of minstrels, perform. To Yori the sound wasn't the most suited to his interested, yet it still contained a certain rustic feeling and merriness to it, for those light hearted times upon the sea. For the rest of the night, Yori made his way his one room boat and flopped himself onto the rather uncomfortable bed and drifted into a dark trance known as sleep.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 10:40 pm
The rocking of the ocean waves beat on the hull of his ship, carefully playing to wake him for the events to come. But Yori lied motionless atop the covers of a wooden frame bed. Under his noise, a group of petty thieves were sneaking into his storage and plundering anything of value. Yori stirred under the notice of the criminals, just enough to open his eyes and observe the few pile his stuff in bags. He played along as they began to leave being careful to set up the scene. After the last on left the cabin, Yori made a loud noise in order to draw the attention of the crooks. It worked, as expected, and quickly looked over their shoulder only to find an empty bed with messy sheets. Eyebrows raised, chatter went about, and suspicions were formed and they intended to leave before something bad happened.
As they turned a violent rush of air passed them and formed a twister in front of them, but soon that twister slowed and began forming into the body of Yori, who had his hand behind his head and a smirk on his face. "Too bad...For a minute there it looked like you would have got out. Too bad you forgot...” He pointed at the door that still remained open. "...to stop the draft."
The two felons seem to look scared, however one bore a devilish smile as he pulled a rifle from off his back. "Heh heh...You forgot were the ones with the fire power." All at once the three summed up their courage and pulled out at of Yori's weapon and pointed at him.
"Woah, looks like I'm outgunned in this fight." Yori spoke with a fake hint of surprise to allow the three their moment of hope.
"Fight,” laughed the self-elected leader of the band of criminals. "This isn't a fight. You'll be dead were you stand and we'll be off with your stuff." He began to laugh louder as he raised the rifle to head level and pulled the trigger.
A shot rang out catching the ear of the morning fishermen, who then all steered clear of them. The three crooks crackled as the watched Yori stand motionless before them but soon the laughter died at the sight of the still standing Yori. Yori, however looked down at his shirt and found only a hole which lead to the other side of his body. "Well, that was... Troubling." He paused a moment to allow the fear to sink into the men's hearts. "Oh dear, I'm not dead and you still have my stuff...So how about handing that over and we can call ourselves living." His stuck out his hand requesting his items of value and watched as the men ran, screaming of and immortal demon spirit. Yori frowned as the sound of that remarking that, "I'm not a spirit." Before retreating back to his cabin, he waved to the neighboring ships and fisher with a pleasure smile and "Good Morning."
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 9:50 pm
Still being morning, Yori made his way to the market and purchase the foods he want which usually included rice, water, dried meats, fruits and carrots. The shop owner found it strange to see a man only by one kind of vegetable. All Yori could say was, "They help with vision," and lifted his shirt to show off his pistol. No more questions were every asked by the shop keeper again.
Finally, sitting down at one of the, music blooming, cafes, that littered the corner of streets, a thought occurred to him in the way of a article in a newspaper. It was a small party over on Karai Town. "Hm...Its not to far if I leave now I can make it." He pondered for a moment and thought of a wonder idea. He jumped out of his seat and held his hand up triumphantly. "I will attend this ball." This immediately was met by a cluster of eyes, deep and confused. Calmly, he paid his bill and left, skipping on the way.
He hopped into his vessel and prepared to set off. Tossing the prizes of his purchases onto his bunk, he headed back outside and commanded the wind to begin forth towards Karai Town.
((Its obvious where I'm going.))
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