RP Unwritten

Claude smirks and rests his head on the back of his seat. He might be able to make friends out of this crew yet.

 

"But what all was there that could be purchased?"

 

"Plushies, Posters, T-shirts, Pillows, Action Figures, the whole shebang."

 

"That doesn't make me feel uncomfortable at all." Nalumi realizes something. "..."

"How much of that did you purchase?"

 

"..."

 

"..."

 

"Alright, so, seriously, who is in charge of this ship, if you can call it that..." Flytrap pauses. "And does it have any characteristics that distinguish it from a flying bucket?"

 

"Knowledgeable. Yes, it has windows and chairs."

 

"When are we getting to wherever we're going, anyways?"

 

Opia nods in concurrence. "Yes, when will we be... anywhere else?"

 

Taipei audibly laughs at this while Tangtsung facepalms. Painfully realizing his error when he accidentally hits his middle eye socket with the palm of his gauntlet... Taipei then laughs at this... "HAHAHA! Why do I find everything so funny?! Heheheh..."

 

"Cheerful. I have no destination in mind."

 

Tangtsu looks very concerned... "Wait, so does that mean we are floating about aimlessly with no inclination as to where we may end up? That's horrid!"
"No, It's exciting! Get your act together bro! you're supposed to be my brave and foolish protector remember?" she says standing up and looking for the kitchen...

 

Mike clears his throat. "The treasure is in the journey guys, not the destination."

 

"We're aimlessly flying around in a tin-can with windows and chairs that is being piloted by a tin-can with intimidating weapons. This situation is less than ideal."

 

"Amusement. Was the situation more ideal at Goslao?"

 

Still looking for the kitchen, Taipei and Tangtsu simultaneously voice their opinions..."OHfecloluyresaehnbort!o!"
They were difficult to understand to say the least...

 

"Not yet..."

 

Opia grows frustrated. "Calm down, would you? You only complain, it is silly. If we are all just objects like sushi, buckets and salad, should we be talking in the first place?"

 

Claude groans as the constant whining and complaining wakes him up.
Nope, never mind the friendship thing. They're all annoying.