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nalooksthrough · 2 months

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Red didn't just randomly stumble into the room. He had a Reason for being there.

I've been in the Captain Laserhawk fandom for a little while now. And I have noticed there seems to be some confusion as to why Red suddenly burst into the room while Rayman and Bullfrog were talking. I don't know why. For me it was fairly simple, I figured it out a little while after my first viewing. And got confirmed by the show after my second watch through.

Red was hunting down Rayman, to kill him. As per Eden's direct orders.

But I can understand why people may have missed it. The audience had no time to process the comments made by Red in those moments, because of previous emotionally charged scenes. But the comments were there.

Captain Laserhawk | All Rayman scenes - YouTube 3:34 - 3:36

In episode 5, when Red first enters the room. One of the first things he says is that he was looking for him. Looking for Rayman. And it appears that he had been looking for a while, since Bullfrog and Rayman were able to have quite a long conversation without any interruptions. And if Red had been hunting him down for what I assume to be hours, it would explain why he was so panicked when he lost sight of Rayman. Because how is he suppose to explain to his superiors that he managed to let Rayman of all people escape?

Captain Laserhawk | Laserhawk vs Ninji 6 - YouTube 0:14 - 0:27

And later in episode 6, Red and Pink have an argument. Pink stating that she would never have let someone like Rayman escape. That she would have got the job done. Which means Red wasn't the only one was told to carry out this order, all the Ninji 6 were seemly told this same order. But unsurprisingly, Red was the one who volunteered for the mission. Or what I think is more likely, was chosen out the bunch, because they knew for a fact he would have had no problems with killing Rayman. He may even enjoy it.

But, I hear people asking. Why would Eden want Rayman dead? And why send a single Ninji 6 member, when they could have gotten the whole team, or send out an entire police squad, or even done it themselves?

That first question is easy to answer. There can't be two Raymans. The system only works with one. And it's best to keep the unquestionably loyal Rayman, then the one who's loyalty may be put into question. Best to get rid of him before he becomes a problem.

As for the second question. Eden doesn't want the general public knowing about this. Rayman is a beloved icon in Eden, if the people knew that Eden would do this to Rayman. People would be rioting, it would be the beginning of an uprising that even Eden won't be able to control. So they have to do it secretly, make sure people don't notice. And sending the police would be too noticeable, and anyway regular cops are apart of the general population. So you need to send the special force, people who already know the truth about how things work in Eden. But they can't send the whole team, because the team are celebrities themselves, paraded around as Eden heroes. And if people notice them, which they most definitely will, it will ruin not only their image, but Eden's as well. So they select only one of them, a member who they know would have no problems in completing the mission. And it would have worked out perfectly if it wasn't for a traitor within the board.

As to why they don't do it themselves? Most of them are lazy, happy to just sit in their nice little meeting room and let everyone else do the hard work. And the one person who isn't, has her own goals which involved keeping Rayman alive.

TL;DR

Red was sent by Eden to Kill Rayman, because there can only be one Rayman for the system to function. And they only sent Red, because they didn't want the general population knowing as it could lead to them revolting. And they were too lazy to do it themselves.

#captain laserhawk blood dragon remix #captian laserhawk #clh #captian laserhawk red #captain laserhawk rayman #rayman #the ninji 6 #long post #I had a lot more to say about this then I thought I did #hopefully this clears up the confusion people had

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stim-burrow · 4 months

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Double life, red life boat boys. (Joel and Etho)

Fire, blood, the feeling of watching the world burn because you love someone

Boat Boys (Etho + Joel. Double Life) stimboard for Captaingeapea!

CENTER ART BELONGS TO parrotx1 !!

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t00nified · 7 months

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So how about Rayman being a reporter huh??

#rayman #captian laserhawk: a blood dragon remix #they buthcered him a bit #but i fixed it #i hope lol #Toon Draws

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abcbaldi · 15 days

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Post 2! its time to get serious... A collection of most of my old Billy trio related art to get people up to speed on what I've made, of course this isn't all of my old bbau work but I felt like looking through my old stuff (it's mostly Denied) This is from oldest to most recent! ignore my old username/s It has been a decent while since I've really gotten back to Baldi <.] new stuff soon ok

#no reposting onto other sites ok #its old so some of my headcanons have changed #billys basic educational game #Denied's Basics #Captian's basic adventure #bbau #old art #blood #its not super graphic but I'll just add that tag #🔺drew

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sapphanimates · 6 months

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I've just casually jumped from amazing digital circus hype, to trip sonic superstars, back to tadc, and now to ramon from captian lazerhawk.

help.

#sonic #sonic superstars #trip the sungazer #ramon clbdr #rayman #amazing digital circus #the amazing digital circus #captian lazerhawk blood dragon remix #netflix #captian laserhawk #sapph talks

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whoevengaf · 5 months

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Oh my god a baby has been subbed on

#omg baturina is still older than me however i keep winning #also brozo captian... its enought o make ur blood boil #lb #LatCro

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readskiesatdawn · 1 year

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I'm still trying to figure out if the narration is calling the Black slaves no better than animals if it's saying that their spirits are broken while this character's hasn't quite yet but...I made a physical "oof" noise when I read that sentence.

That part did not age well. I was prepared for some unfortunate implications and some racism (100 year old book and all) but hoo boy...

#tw racsim #tw racial slurs #tw slavery #captian blood #bookblr #reading #rafael sabatini

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writingoddess1125 · 6 months

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(S)cream?

Scary things they do that turn you on

Buggy, Mihawk, Crocodile, Law

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Buggy

This was humiliating- You had joined Zoro on his journey as a bounty hunter and ended up coming along as he joined the newest pirate on the scene Monkey D Luffy- You didn't necessarily agree but you were a loyal friend..

That and Zoro had too much damn dirt on you for you to let him go on his own-

One of those diets being.. your particular taste in attractions.. which unfortunately came out when you first interacted with Buggy the Clown in Orange Town.. already you were kidding liking the scary clown thing.

"Stupid Straw Hats- No matter.."

Buggy laughed darkly his eyes locking on the lot of you as he pulled put his blades.

"You are all going to die"

You watched the clown laugh darkly and held one of the knives infront of his face licking them as he geared up for an attack- your face warming and you felt the top of your ears starting to turn red at the sight.

Zoro turned to stared at you in utter disgust as if already knowing what this would do to you-

"You have awful survival instincts..." He said plainly as you blushed and looked away ashamed and embarrassed- Buggy now confused over why your own crew was looking at you so disappointed and you so shamed.

"E-Eh?" He questioned as he glanced back at the crew just as confused as their Captian. You felt like sobbing at this point as you turned away from them all and pouted in the corner depressed.

"I know..."

Mihawk

Was your friend a idiot? Maybe it was the alcohol but it the famed most powerful swordsman showed up and you challenge him when let's lace it- He had issues beating a clown.. Who thought this was a good idea!?

"Zoro this is stupid-" You hissed, looking over the open chested man and having to quickly steer those thoughts away to try and save your friends life. Yet of course he ignored you and Nami and marched away-

The next morning you all showing up {besides Nami} to support Zoro on his idiocy- Mihawk making his appearance and once again.. Damn- pulling that necklace from his neck with a easy flick and pulling out a tiny blade.

"Whats that I came here for a swordfight-"

"I don't hunt rabbits with a Canon-" He replied as he held his arms out to the group, You felt that loyalty for Zoro starting to slip away when you heard his voice and that almost amused dangerous look to him as he threatened your friends life.

A-Ah.. So you did have some mild daddy issues and maybe something for dark men. The sensation of blood seemed to leave your brain and warm other parts of your body.. You sigh and bow your head.

"For fuck sakes-" You mutter, Rubbing your temple as you try to calm yourself back down and figure out a way from this situation.

Crocodile

Being the head assistant for the Cross Guild had its pros and cons. A pro was you got pain Very well for your work- You doubted Goverment workers got what you got, paired with the protection from its leaders. A con however was the terrible workload you had constantly and also having to just stand against the wall during moments like this.

"-You fucking Fool-" Crocodile hissed as he held Buggy by his throat angrily. Mihawk sitting down drinking his normal wine which you refilled every 5 minutes to keep the sword master pleased.

"Please Forgive me!" Buggy cried as Crocodile continued his verbal assault on the Clown Captian. Buggy had messed up- Once again and it seemed this time was enough for Crocodile to opt to try and choke Buggy to death rather then the normal beating the bluette relieved.

Crocodile blew a cloud of smoke to the side, his glance landing on you for a second before returning to insulting Buggy.

"(Y/N)- You are dismissed" He grumbled, squeezing Buggys throat again as you caught his glance-

"Y-Yes sir.."

You stood there with wide eyes as Crocodile held the squeaking and squaking mess that was Buggy hard by his throat- hissing threats at him and pointing that hook right at his throat.

This should have been scary- It was actually scary.. but also- You couldn't help but let your mind start to drift to if you were in Buggy's position and immediately felt your body flesh at the thought. Strong hands around your throat, cold wall against your back and Crocodile hissing insults in your ear-

"Huh- Learned something new about (Y/N).." You say softly with a nod at this new self discovery and walked away quickly before you embarrassed yourself.

Law

"(Y/N)!!" You hear your name being called, rushing to the railing you see your crew approaching and you smiled.

"You guys are back!!" You cheer as you rush off the shit to help your friends board- That's when you spot new people there with your crew.

Tall, Brooding? Covered in blood? Holy shit...

"This is Law- He's going to help us out" Sanji explained as Law nodded softly at you.

"Hello-" He said calmly and you gave a shy smile.

"Nice to meet ya Law, See you're pretty banged up- Let's get you on the ship so chopper can treat you" You say calmly trying to be polite.

"Should see the other guy, but i appreciate it Love" He said with a dark smirk before wincing at his injuries. You felt your cheeks warm at this-

You clapped your hands together to give yourself strength, Taking a breath before doing a direct U-Turn back to the ship.

"(Y/N)?- Where are you going?" Nami called out as the crew watched you march away just as confused by your sudden actions.

"Going to go do some 'Finger Painting' Be back later" You said calmly, you were fortunate the crew was too innocent to understand your words.

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jawabear · 1 year

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Steady Girl

Captian John Price x Reader

Not my GIF

A/N: this was a collective effort between myself and the legend that is @softpedropascal. She probably could've done a better job but this is my attempt. I had to use this GIF for...reasons. yes.... but yes, please enjoy my brain rot. Sorry for any mistakes.

Genre: SMUT

Warnings: AFAB!reader, cockwarming, mentions of scissors (?), teasing, dirty talk, rough sex, hair, pet names, sir kink (if you squint), let me know if anything else

Summary: John loves when you help him trim his facial hair. And he loves what comes after as well.

You always loved John’s beard, his mutton chops, every single hair on his body. But what you loved most about it was when he asked for your help on trimming it up a bit. he loved it too. He loved being close to you and having you care for him in such an intimate way. He loved to capture you lips when you got close enough. He loved seeing the look of concentration on your face as you focused on making his beard look perfect (not that it didn’t already). He loved the fact you sat on his lap.

He loved all the possibilities that came along with the entire endeavour of you trimming his facial hair. His mind would run wild with the thoughts, and his cock would get hard under you.

Or in this case, inside you.

You were both showering together when he commented on needing his beard trimmed down, so when you got out you sat him down and got to work, not bothering with clothes and barely drying yourselves off.

John didn’t say anything when he slipped himself into you, making you gasp a little but moan at the delicious stretch of his size. He always stretched you out, no matter the amount of times he had fucked you senseless in every corner of the house you shared.

“Remember, not too much off” he said, his voice low, gruff and making your pussy clench around his cock. He let out a huff of a laugh and rested his hands on your thighs.

“I know” you said, trying to act a little bit cocky to give the impression his thick cock inside you wasn’t making your head spin. You shifted a little on his lap and whimpered at the shift, at the brush of his cock against your walls. Even without this or your attempt at seeming unfazed, he knew you were loosing it. You could never last with his dick dormant in your walls. You were always impatient when it came to him. You could barely concentrate on what you were doing, your hands trembling.

“Steady, girl” he muttered. His hot breath felt good against your water damp cheek. And the lowness of his voice made you clench again and almost start bouncing on his lap. He wouldn’t have cared, but he was in a teasing mood. And he was relentless at it. “Keep your focus, yeah? Don’t want to cut off too much, do you?”

“N-No. I’m sorry. Just feels so good” you tried to blink away the oncoming daze that was threatening to cloud your mind, but your head still spun and his cock still throbbed inside you. Fuck it felt so good. You could feel every pump of blood keeping it hard, and every protruding vein adding slight pressure against your slick walls. No doubt he was soaked. Not just from the shower, but from the amount of juices that had flooded out of your pussy from simply feeling him inside you.

He hadn’t even touched you, let alone fucked you. And you were loosing it. Loosing your mind and will as a normal human being. You’d happily give yourself to pleasure and corrupt your mind if it meant being fucked dumb by the one and only Captain John Price. And he knew this all too well. Seeing as he was in a teasing mood, he liked to play on this.

“I bet it does” his hands stroked up and down your thighs, sending shivers down your spine. Your teeth dug back into your bottom lip, a lot harder this time. You were trying to restrain the ungodly and pathetic moans, whimpers and begs that were bubbling on the surface of your throat. “I know you love my fat cock inside your little pussy” he grabbed your thighs and began slowly rocking you back and forth.

“Yes” you panted. Your head rolled back and let out a soft whimper. God he felt so good. Even the slightest and softest movements had that coil building inside your stomach. It had your blood burning and heart thrumming against your chest. The Captain slapped your left thigh. Not too hard, but hard enough to get your attention. And for you to jolt. Jump a little on his dick. A minute thrust that nearly pushed you over the edge. Very nearly.

“Oh no, sweetheart. You’ve still got my left side to do” John’s big, rough skinned hand soothed over the point at which he slapped the skin. The sting was a little harsher because of the added layer of water remaining there but his gentle touch was a beautiful contrast.

You managed to lift your head and meet his gaze. Staring into the beautiful blue eyes. Slightly clouded like a beautiful storm over a raging sea. It was a look you knew well. He was just as turned on as you were. He was also trying his hearest not to chuck those scissors to the side and fuck you until you couldn’t remember anything but his name. Captain John Price.

You swallowed and nodded and carefully turned his head a little so you could start on his left side. But you didn’t have the strength to do it as precisely as the other side. Maybe you would’ve if he hadn’t slid a hand up your body and was now playing with your already hard nipple.

“John…my hands…” your tried to get out your words but he didn’t seem to care about your pleas. “They’re shaking” John turned his head a little and pressed a hot kiss to your palm.

“That’s not shaking, love” his voice was lower now, almost a warning “finish up and do a good job and I’ll show you what it looks like when you shake” oh, it was a warning. A promise.

You couldn’t help but moan. Your pussy practically strangling his cock at this point. John let out a low grumble of a moan and dropped his hand back down to your thigh, squeezing them in his hand and slapped them again. Both of them this time. You whined and bucked your hips against him. He slapped your thighs again “you deaf?” He questioned.

“N-No. I’m sorry…sir” with shaky hands, you went back to trying to trim up his mutton chops. You knew it wasn’t going to be your best work. This is how it usually went. You’d do one side perfectly, but then he would tease you, turn you on until you were on the verge of tears and wouldn’t fuck you until you had finished. And then when you were fucked out and barely conscious on wherever it was he fucked you, he would fix it up himself.

That was what was going to happen here.

But he was satisfied when he heard the satisfying slice of the scissors through his hair. He could feel your hand on his cheek, keeping his head to the side. Either to get better access to his facial hair, or to stop his raging sea gaze from burning into your eyes.

His hands were still at play though. And he was getting bolder. His hands slid to your inner thighs, dragging his finger tips dangerously close to your throbbing core. To your clit that had been brushing up against the curls of the corse hair there the whole time. You needed him to touch you there. And the Captain knew that.

“John…please” you begged, grinding yourself onto him.

“No no, love. You need to focus. And I know you can’t focus when I’m touching your cute little clit” you only whined more at that.

“But I can’t focus when you’re not touching me!”

Oh, he liked that. He liked the desperation in your voice. He liked the way you tried your hardest to bounce on his cock. But his hands were pushing down on your thighs preventing you from getting very far.

“Keep going” he told you “you’re nearly finished. And then I’ll give you what we both want”

You let out a frustrated groan and tried to speed up your trimming, your hands still shaking, your head still spinning, your core still aching and his fucking cock still throbbing. How was he not loosing his mind as much as you?

Evidently, by the storm in his eyes, he was losing his mind as much as you. Maybe just a little more. Just a little. But John was very very good a hiding his emotions. Even when he was turned on. He always remained in complete control of himself. And you.

“Easy, girl” he caught your wrist and turned his head to look at you. The raging seas in his eyes mirrored that of the flood between your legs.

“I’m done…I’ve finished” you panted as you dropped the scissors to the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself further against him. Chest to chest. Just the way he liked it.

He moved one hand to your hip and the other he ran over his freshly trimmed mutton chops. He grunted a little. “It’ll do” he muttered. He grabbed your ass and lifted you up. John got to his feet, cock still hard inside you and carried you out to the bedroom. He put you on the bed, back flat against the sheets as he kneeled between your legs.

“You did a good job, sweetheart. And I did promise I’d give you what you wanted. What we both wanted” he pulled your thighs up over his, pushing his cock somehow further into you. “Now, I’m going to make you shake. Make you tremble. Make a fucking mess of you until you can’t remember anything but my name”

“Y-Yes sir!”

“And what is my name, beautiful?”

“Captain John Price!” You all but screamed it out. A trigger word for him drilling himself into you. “Thank you! Thank you Captain!”

“Thank you, beautiful. Thank you for having such a perfectly little pussy. So fuckin’ wet. So fuckin’ hot. So. Fucking. Tight” he punctuated the last three words with hard and powerful thrusts.

God, you were gone. You mind completely blank. The pleasure numbing your brain, body and fucking soul. “That’s it. Let yourself go fuckin’ stupid for me. Let me have all of this pussy”

“All yours” you managed to moan. You didn’t know if you were making coherent words or if it was just a mumbled mess of pleasure. He seemed to know what you were talking about though.

“Good girl” he pressed one hand to your pelvis and rubbed his thumb over your clit. That sent you to a whole new layer of pleasure. Of heaven.

You could only see pleasure. You could only see white. You could only see…him.

“John…please….’m close”

“I know sweetheart. Let go. Come for me” his thumb was furiously rubbing your clit and his dick was throbbing so much you thought it was going to explode. You were nearly in tears. Or perhaps you were. Your skin was burning that you thought any tears you shed would’ve evaporated.

You reached your hand down and grabbed at his wrist as you came. Your juices spilling out all over his cock and pelvis. You soaked him. He loved it. You babbled out a mess of his name, ‘feels good’ and ‘coming!’. It pulled him close. So so close. Teetering on that edge. Just one more little thing and it would be over.

You swallowed thickly. “Come for me, John” your voice was quiet, hoarse and laced with pure, burning pleasure. For him. All for him.

“Oh fuck-“ his voice faltered and his hips stuttered as he managed to pull out in time to spill himself all over your heaving chest. Hot, thick ropes of his come painted the canvas that was yourself. A perfect masterpiece in his opinion. If he could, he would frame it and put it in front of his bed. In front so he could get himself off while staring at it.

John stroked himself until he was completely spent. The pleasure still twitching through his body. As it was yours, although for you it was like being drowned. Drowned in pure ecstasy.

With heavy eyes, he raked up your body. Your fucked out face was a perfect picture. “Perfect” he felt the need to tell you that. Even though you could comprehend nothing. You whined and tried to roll over, probably to get up. “Steady, girl” he said again. Slight humour in his voice. “Give me a minuet and I’ll help you”

“W-with what?” You panted.

“Well, we’re going to need another shower” he crawled over you and pressed a long and siring kiss to your parted lips. You made no attempt at trying to kiss him back. When he pulled back you managed to open your eyes to meet his. The storm starting to pass, but something else was brewing. A tranquil oasis. love. “And you need to finish my left side”

5/1/23

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badly-drawn-doflamingo · 1 month

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The Brutality (and some censoring) Of The Rumbar Deaths.

Similar to my piece on Yorki and his lil sickness, this is again just something that haunts me constantly and is honestly something I don’t see anyone else talking about. Maybe this is because I have Rumbar Pirates autism. The deaths of the Rumbar Pirates are often thought to just be the snippet we see during their final moments, however Oda paints a much darker picture, with such dark hues the anime had to censor some of this. To begin, I am going to introduce you all to a certain Rumbar Pirate. Pirates.

This is Madaisuki! He has a twin brother named Madawadasuki Mizuta!

These Mizuta boys are named this because they are the japanese pun of “I love DOTS!” and “Dots ain’t half bad!” We know they were young, and that they wanted to be just like Brook. (I will go over these statements a bit later.) They wore matching clothing, mirroring one another as some twins do, having a tight bond. We already know their candles were snuffed out too short, but do you know how this happened to each? Madawadasuki is shown in the Bink’s Sake flashback, blood pooling on his temple and matting some of his hair. He looks tired, but with a smile, plays on with the other remaining crew. That is the key word here, remaining. There were hundreds of men on this ship yet THIS is what we see surrounding Brook on the deck? Where are the rest. THAT is where Madaisuki comes in.

Madaisuki does not die on screen, but his body, just the body, is gruesome enough that the anime had to censor it. When we find the young man, he is in one of the off rooms, looks to be the dining area, thrown onto the floor with his arms outstretched, with his hair still attached to the skull.

This is not the reason behind the censoring, no, the reason is the cause of death.

Plunged into his skull and back, pinning his body to the floor with his jaw still open, are his own weapons. His own swords pin his body to the floor, so even if he somehow survived the attack, he could not get up, however with your own blade through your brain case and into the blood spattered floor below you, that is not much of an option.

This leaves a few things open for the reader to take in. Why is he tucked away in an off room like this? Well, it means the battle either continued into these rooms, not just on deck, which is more than likely shown by the shattered mirrors and doors in the bedrooms and hallways we see, or poor Madaisuki was cornered, and slain.

In any case, this means his brother either also saw this and continued to smile and sing for Laboon, or held a hope that somehow, his twin was just somewhere else, tucked away to die in peace.

This is just one body, one upon hundreds, we know this because of a line Franky states so casually I am unsure if the anime added it; “We could not carry them all, we buried them here. The weight was too much for the Sunny to take.”

The weight was too much for the Sunny to take.

How many men died, because those multiple upon multiple coffins were not filled with bodies, but skulls. Only skulls.

If the ship cannot carry it, how do we expect BROOK?? He must hold grief for he was acting Captian, these things on his head alone, and knowing he failed his partner, my god, that must ache. To know you created widows, fatherless children, families who will never know if their little boys or men or partners or fathers would come home. No closure, only Brook, and the poison that caused the remaining light-hearted musicians to bleed out in their little heap.

When Brook picks up the skull of Madaisuki, a memory comes to mind. Perhaps not a recent one, for he knew them for many years, but one that stood out to him. One Oda chose for us to see as a representation of Brook’s thoughts;

“You’re awesome, Brook! Can you teach me to swordfight like you?”

We see the body, with his own weapons used against him, holding his corpse in place with a hole blasted through his brain. His polka dots he adored are spattered as well, torn where his ribcage was cut open. Brook failed him. He failed them all, in his eyes, not the viewer or actuality. And this breaks my heart.

#these men had no idea the brutality of pirates #there was no one piece #we are the Rumbar pirates #here to put a smile on every child’s face #they were just sweethearts #and they were GUTTED #one piece #rumbar pirates #brook #calico Yorki #mizuta twins #character analysis #the Rumbar pirates #anime #their Motto was LITERALLY #character death

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