HOW'S MY DRIVING?

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 [The communicator times on, and the ears of those listening to Usopp's feed are immediately assaulted with static.]

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[The text switches to an image. Static continues.]


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 [The frequency opens to lots of frantic rustling sounds. The video is dark, but the vague outlines of small tools, slingshot ammo, and a hand scrounging among them can be seen from the bit of light leaking through from the opened zipper. Like many other things, Usopp has taken to keeping his communicator in his bag.]

Oi oi oi! Where is it? I know I ( Read more... )

[After hearing that the communicator could translate text entries, Usopp took the time to learn the text function just so he could proclaim the following short message of anguish to as many of his fellow city dwellers as possible.]

I.

hate.

this.

city.

[There's a pause in the text, but just before you can think the transmission is over, one last ( Read more... )

[The communicator activates, and the video is a primarily green blur from the camera being thrashed around. Sounds match the chaotic movement of the camera, but one stands out; very loud screaming.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

[Breaks in the screaming only come when the boy carrying the communicator needs to take in a deep breath. If you focus ( Read more... )