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How many idiots does it take to punch in a crab army? [Active / Open]

Dec 09, 2008 20:42

Characters: Kuwabara, Beat, Black Star, Mizumachi, Luffy (GAWKERS WELCOME!)
Content: Black Star and Kuwabara are supply searching when they encounter an army of crabs. And some new friends.
Location: The streets of Manhattan!
Time of day: midday
Warnings: Crab pummeling, teenage boys, exclamations of machismo

( The not-so-secretive first meeting of the Manhattan's Biggest Idiots Club )

mizumachi kengo, monkey d. luffy, kazuma kuwabara, daisukenojo "beat" bito, black*star

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starofdashow December 10 2008, 02:40:55 UTC

Black★Star had it! He had absolutely had it! No food and no heat!? He'd have to fix it. During his time searching for supplies he found a few apartments with heaters in them. Okay, he had no idea which of them were apartments he found useful stuff in. Most of the food he found he took, so he'd need new foraging places for those.

He wound his chain flail and hung it on the outside of his coat, and sheathed his dagger inside the coat. He could kill crabs faster with his bare hands, but his energy wasn't the same here, made worse by lack of food. His weapons would mean he could fight even longer than if he did it with his bare hands!

Black★Star reached the meeting point first, waiting patiently on a stoop of a mostly standing building, "Man... there aren't even animals to hunt... I'm too great to starve like this. ★"

stripperiffic December 12 2008, 20:51:46 UTC

Kotatsu, kotatsu...

Mizumachi had barely finished typing up that entry when the urge to go looking himself for a kotatsu had overwhelmed him. They were just...so warm, so cozy, so absolutely perfect for New York, which, incidentally, no one had ever told him was so much colder than Tokyo.

Bundling up in his favorite coat and gloves (the sleeves were a bit short, so about an inch and a half of forearm was exposed between the sleeve hem and the glove), he boldly exited his temporary shelter--returned when he realized a shirt underneath that coat might be a good idea--and boldly reexited!

He hadn't been walking for long before he came across a strange guy--blue hair wasn't that unusual in Tokyo, and he did look kinda Japanese, so maybe...

"Hey! Know where I can find a kotatsu?"