[ This is Usopp.

This is Usopp going through the house like a goddamn boss on a search for what he knows he won't find, holding a piece of paper he is very seriously considering tossing and shooting. A note. A note. Just- just on Chopper's bed, like he was stepping out to the store and didn't want to worry anyone and if that was what the point ( Read more... )

[ Filtered to Strawhats // 90% ]

[ Zoro is gone. Gone, gone, his stuff is missing gone, which means he isn't here anymore, as in they are sans one swordsman, which is sans one nakama--

...and he's supposed to point this out how? Not just through a voice post for the crew, who the hell tells their nakama this kind of thing not to their faces ( Read more... )

[ Somewhere within the confines of Usopp's angst-cave there are shenanigans afoot. ]

Hey, be careful or you'll knock somethin- [ CHOKE ] What do you think you're--? L-LET GO, I'M STILL WEARING THAT RIGHT NOW-

[ Have a few minutes of EPIC STRUGGLE and listen to Usopp complain the whole way. ]Get off, get off, get off- you can't do this kind of ( Read more... )

[ Filtered from: Aku, Yuber, Kefka // 79% ]

So how many people don't have an ocean at home? I mean, I kind of thought it was something everyone would have, but I've met a couple people who don't- so now I wondered.

[ Filtered to Buffy // 79% ]

How's your corner?

[ Filtered to Sanji // 79% ]

[ 8| starts about half a dozen sentences and then ( Read more... )

[ There is an Usopp eating leftovers at your kitchen table, House 46. A very unhappy Usopp at that. In fact, he is not just unhappy, he is gloriously pissed off. One may note that he is alternating between glaring at his fork, glaring at the boots he lost last time he got kidnapped (they have been tossed into a corner to dry after the trek home) ( Read more... )

[Usopp has found himself holed up in the local Welcome Center, along with anyone who may have been there when the snowfall started getting too heavy. Currently he can be found going back and forth like a veritable mother-hen on a quest for blankets, clothing and food stock observance (though he's pretty sure they'll be all right, the place is used ( Read more... )

[This is Usopp. This is Usopp snoring a little. Which he's been doing on and off for the past two days or so while he recovers. It's been a moderately restful time for him, but as ever he is due something heart-attack inducing. Today's fail comes in the form of crickets, apparently. And they are Moving. In. His. Bed. Not that he knows there are ( Read more... )

[Usopp, true to luck and form, found himself dumped unceremoniously in the woods. Barefoot. Without. Shoes. Beat up to hell and back, sore and stiff and exhausted and bruised and- well at least his cuts weren't bleeding anymore, right? And, OF COURSE, he had to make this fun trek through said woods IN WINTER without SHOES. In the snow in winter, ( Read more... )

[If someone's looking to hear more than just a voice, they can catch the sounds of a piece of paper being worried over. Folded, unfolded, half-crumpled and smoothed, repeated like clockwork. And maybe, just maybe, the occasional quiet curse. It continues for a minute. When Usopp finally speaks, he sounds conflicted and strained.]These letters. A ( Read more... )