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     Water and mud made your pelt clump and look filthy. The rain was pouring down hard. Shelter was available around you, but today you wanted to stand in it. How odd you must look. A cat standing in the rain. You raise your eyes to the dark gray sky. You were human. You had eaten the neko neko fruit. You preferred being a cat, living comfortably without worrying. Your master was just killed so you were currently searching for a new one. You close your eyes briefly mourning the loss.     The rain suddenly stopped falling on you but you could still hear it pouring around you. Curious you open your eyes to find a man standing over you. His e

“Hey Guys! We’ve hit land! Break time~!” Nami called. The crew cheered and ran out on deck before jumping off to the shore to piss around. Nami watched as everyone ran around like kids in a candy shop. Soon, she realized that something was amiss. “Huh, I don’t see Zoro or _______ out there.” She pondered. Looking behind her caused her thoughts to stop short as she saw you lying back on a tree, eyes closed, sleeping soundly. “Well, looks like she’s doing her Zoro impression again.” She smiled, walking over to you and lightly poking you to wake you up. After a few pokes and no response, Nam

"[Name], what are you doing?" questioned Law. "Oh nothing...just trying out a new look," you giggled, "How does it look?" Law sighed and reached for his fuzzy white hat, currently placed on your [H/C] hair. You expertly dodged his hand and ran out into the hall. You bumped into Penguin and Shachi, who looked at you curiously. You sheepishly gave a small wave before running off. "I got people to see and things to do!" you said, laughing. You practically knocked the door down and nearly fell overboard the submarine. Bepo had complained about the cramped space, and so the crew had surfaced. The sky was nice and cloudless, while the sea was ca

"Join my crew!" Luffy said. You stared at him. Then Zoro. Then you burst out laughing. "I've never been in a crew with a lawn before, but there's a first for everything!" you said, making fun of Zoro's hair. "You're funny!" laughed Luffy. "Tch." ~~~~~~~~~~ You stepped onto the Thousand Sunny for the first time. It was absolutely beautiful. You felt something tickle your feet and you looked down. There was grass on the deck. Holy cowshit. Then you burst into fits of giggles. The crew looked at you. "What's wrong, [Name]?" asked Nami. "Look, it's Zoro!" you said, pointing at the ground. Zoro glared at you. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Your ass is grass

You could always tell when the Sunny was nearing a winter island. Most of the crew could sleep through the weather change, but you always wound up awake at an odd hour of the night. You shivered and swung your legs over the edge of your bed, careful not to wake the other girls as your bare feet touched the icy wood floor. There really wasn't a warm room on the ship for you to escape to, but you could do the next best thing. Nami had grown accustomed to the strange weather changes on the Grand Line. As such, she made sure Sanji kept the pantry stocked with hot chocolate whenever he shopped for supplies. She let you and Robin in on it, mainly

The sharp metallic sound of the floor echoed through the halls as you made your way through the laboratory on Punk Hazard, holding a test tube with a drug sample in it on your way to Caesar’s room. It made you feel overjoyed to be working so closely with him, unlike the others. Humming a small tune of happiness, you punched in a code and opened the door, stepping inside the spacious room usually being used to relax in or discuss other matters. “Caesar! I’m back with the results!” You called, voice reverberating from the steel walls back at you. Oddly enough, no one answered back. The room was completely empty. Not ev

Bartolomeo walked out of the arena, smirking at his victory. You stared at him unimpressed. He caught your eye and sneered at you. "What are you staring at?" Bartolomeo hissed. "You're not a very smart man, are you?" you sighed. "Excuse me?" he said, glaring. "You're excused," you said. Bartolomeo glared even harder. If looks could kill... "I don't like fighting girls, but I will," he threatened. "I'm a woman, thank you very much," you said, nonchalantly. "Tch. So why aren't I a smart man?" Bartolomeo asked. "You have a weapon down the front of your pants," you pointed out. "So?" the green-haired man retorted. "Unless you want a sudden sex

The easy going cool night breeze pushed along the ship of the Red Hair Pirates as you gazed over across the sparkling waters at the full moon that hung in the sky. Yet another perfect looking night on you captain’s ship, almost near midnight on the quiet deck. “OI! ISLAND TO PORT BOW! LET’S HIT UP THE LOCAL TAVERN!” Someone called rather loudly, breaking the lovely silence as he burst through one of the doors on deck. That was Shanks’ crew for you, always finding an excuse to drink when there was next to nothing to do. Turning around, you watched his crew pour out onto deck, wailing in excitement on the booze t

Calm, cool, and blue. The surprisingly warm waters of the sea rippled gently against your body while you floated there, taking in slow and deep breaths of the sweet, salty air.   The entire ship was calm, peaceful, and nothing was disturbed. For the first time, every single one of the crew was relaxed, not screaming, not shouting, not running around like morons. It was almost like sleep. The only thing that drifted through the air was small chit chat from a few people, and the sweet sound of Brook writing music for his guitar, strumming light chords against the tightly strung strings, bone fingers pressing against the fret board to create suc