♠ Fourth Wall 2 ♠ {Text}

[dontcallmegol]

{Ace is restless and unable to sleep, so instead he clicks on his communicator. He begins flipping through the frequencies to see if anyone else is up at this hour. Sure enough his comm blips erratically with all the new arrivals. His eyes widen slightly as he takes it all in, soon losing track of how many there are. Giving up on watching them

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[littlesnack]

[sup. He will just stare at you.]

1/2

[dontcallmegol]

{He glances up from his comm and tilts his head at the little reindeer. Is that...}

2/2

[dontcallmegol]

... Chopper?

[littlesnack]

[The itty-bittiest of glares.]

Reindeer!

[epic_beard]

[You just might see a familiar, huge specimen of a man walk by a few blocks down. Just minding his own business. Taking in the hood.

Bother Y/N?]

1/ a fuckton

[dontcallmegol]

{Staring out the window, watching random new people go by. Not feeling particularly inclined to--}

2/??

[dontcallmegol]

{Wait...what was that over there?}

3/??

[dontcallmegol]

{That huge guy kinda looks like--}

[magmafisting]

Gol D Ace. Well well. I thought I finished you in Marineford.

ghal;djlkaghalksjdf;kljalkdf GTFO 1/ something

[dontcallmegol]

{This is fourth wall, anything can happen. Unfortunately for Ace one of his worst enemies is standing right in the door way, cast in shadows ominously with the light from the hall at his back. But he knows that blood-chilling voice and he cringes at the name.}

[dontcallmegol]

{Crap indeed.}

[dontcallmegol]

Sakazuki. {Since we're using true names here.}

[littleeggplant]

[...did you just hear something from that darkened alley? Must've been a rat, right? Right. And that glint of light couldn't possibly have been from a knife or anything like that. No way.

You might want to stay on your toes though. Just in case.]

[dontcallmegol]

{He's going to lean out a little to peer down the alley toward that noise. Rat is good for dinner you know.

But he knows better, that sounded bigger than a rat. Where the hell is it?}

[littleeggplant]

[Rat is definitely good for dinner. Actually, anything is good for dinner. Or breakfast. Or just for a tiny snack. This rat ain't picky, he'd even go for moldy scraps at this point.

I digress.

A few muffled noises, the sound of bare feet on concrete maybe... and then a CLANG and a CRASH as the rather human-shaped rat accidentally knocks over a trashcan. The little runt falls, tumbling out into the open with the knife still in a firm grip. He looks a little disoriented though but as soon as he gets his bearings straight... ]

Ow...

1/3??

[dontcallmegol]

{The hell is--}

[dereshishi]

This is a dream?

[dontcallmegol]

{A tilt of his head at the tiny child. Don't YOU look familiar. He's talking to your older self a few threads up.}

I'm not sure.

[dereshishi]

[Blink blink.]

Oh... Is it odd that so many people are here at once?

[dontcallmegol]

It is. They don't usually bring in so many people.