siopaoo.

my z-a meganium and his giant bug wife

nothing is off limits between these two when they start talking about mental health and family issues. they’ll compare Tim’s abandonment-independence from the Drakes to Jason’s caretaker habits from his dug addicted mother. there have been 3 hour phone call conversations about the loa and how it fucked with Jason’s perception of Bruce that then get turned into 4 hour face to face discussions about how Tim’s opinion of Bruce rapidly declined because of Jason’s death and how he handled it. they rehash how Bruce has effected every single bat child about 12 times and they still never get tired of it.

I am absolutely mixing my two current obsessions (one piece and the occult/paranormal), and I can absolutely see Mihawk caving to Perona's pestering to play with a ouija board. Buggy is conflicted by it ((my own personal belief that his Haki is naturally attuned to spoopy stuff as opposed to blatantly combat-useful stuff, but anyway-)). Crocodile absolutely does NOT believe in the supernatural in any way, shape, form or perception.

Pero-chan is adamant though.

So ultimately, they all sit down, candles lit for ambience, fingers on the planchet and salt scattered about for Good Vibes. Perona leads the session, starts with "we are looking to speak with whatever spirits are here with us now. We welcome only good intentions to this board - unless you're funny, then if you're bad, I guess you can talk, too, but only talk!! Nothing more!!! Anyway-" and they circle the planchet three times, they wait a moment and-

"Is anyone here with us?"

The planchet moves.

Mihawk arches a brow, eying everyone's hands for micromovements and pauses when he sees that.... nobody is tensed enough to move it that fast, that far. Crocodile is sneering a little, skeptical even then. Perona is nearly vibrating. And Buggy.... is pointedly not looking to the left, is biting his lip, is.... flushed? Odd....

YES

"Hello," Perona greets happily, "what's your name?"

The planchet moves. Buggy moves one hand to cover part of his face, biting back a noise.

R-O-G-E-R

Perona pauses. Mihawk arches a brow. Crocodile is still skeptical, but now curious. Buggy craves death. Oh by the Seas this is gonna be horrible.

"Wh.... Why are you here, Roger?"

B-L-U-E

"Is that a name?"

YES

"Is it.... someone here now?"

M-Y-B-O-Y

"I see.... do you have a message for... 'Blue'?"

NO

"Then why- oh!"

B-I-R-D-L-I-Z-A-R-D

"Do you have a message for.... them?"

YES

Buggy has detached his hand, has curled into a ball, hiding his face, groaning. Mihawk and Crocodile arched a brow. Perona was not expecting ghost tea but this is amazing.

Two dark haired men then proceed to get the mother of all shovel talks from two chunks of wood, some candles, and a dead pirate king at 9:36 pm on a Tuesday evening.

artistic rendition of my act 3 wyll