Brook

//Or reach out to new writers?^^

Hi,. I write both Brook and Lillith, so if you want a new story of some kind, I'd be happy.

"Youch! I wouldn't want to receive something of that proportion on my own skin!

...then again...

I CAN'T! Because I have no skin!

YOHOHOHOHO!"

"Better not spoil our appetite, or our Chef will be angry...", he said, approaching with his own tea, calm and collected...

"Yohohoho! Playing music for royalty is always so nostalgic. An energetic song to dance to? Here we go!"

He started to play a quick song on his violin with a strong rhythm.

"Yo-hoho! How about I provide the music to this dance!"

„Ah…Nami-san…why must you break my heart so…“

He twirls around.

„Once glimpse of your panties, and my heart would burst out of my chest. Of course…“

He pulls his shirt open to reveal his ribcage.

„…I HAVE NO HEART! YOHOHOHOHO!“

„SHE IS? WHERE?!“

„Excuse me, I was distracted by a journey my heart sent me on… it then I realised

I HAVE NO HEART! YOHOHOHOHO!“

"Oh, I can make it a childrens song."

"I'm sorry, your words inspired me! I shall write a whole song about them!"

"LUFFYYYYY!"

"That actually sounds like a fun idea! We coukd make a treasure map to me as well!"

🎶Robins boooooooooooobs🎶

"Eh, I guess I should findf a good spot to rest for all eternity. I wonder if Jimbei knows any nice spots beneath the seas..."

on it, as he muttered: "So...lonely...rejection is hell...it feels like any will to live is leaving me...of course..."

"I'M ALREADY DEAD! YOHOHOHO! Ah..."

That short outburst aside, he quickly hung down again.

"HARSH! SO HARSH!", he said, flinging his arms up theatrically.

"But a Gentleman accepts a rejection. Now, if you may excuse me..."

He bowed to her and walked away, past @talktreasuretome.bsky.social , up a flight of stairs, around some railings, before he suddenly collapsed over it, hanging half

“HARSH! THAT WAS HARSH! I meant no panty-showing required! But I accept the rejection…may you find, what you’re looking for somewhere else then!”

He made a bow.

"Oh no, I don't want to be pierced through the heart..."

"Luckily...I DON'T HAVE ONE ANYMORE! Yohohoho!"

He will probably literally pick up his bones tomorrow...

"They are very much in public, meaning they obviously want to be seen like this.

One can follow them with quiet dignity. That is not perversion..."

He unfurled a banner, containing Namis Bounty poster.

"Yohoho! Go Nami! Go Nami! Clap him to the rhythm of your heartbeat!"

Icertainlyam

Yohohohoho

"Well, if you want me to?"

He turned to @demonhistorian.bsky.social .

"Dear Robin, would you do me the honor of joining me on a dinner date tomorrow? No panties necessary."

'Don't ask for the panties, be theperson, who she wants to show her panties to herself!'"

There's no way this is even remotely a saying.

"That is the most calm answer I ever gfot from that question from either of you. I should offer money more often. YOHOHOHO!"

He nodded: "But I think she was asking for a date, right? I can be the Gentleman and give her a nice evening for five million, if she likes. It's like the saiying says:

"Which means, there is a cheaper alternative, free of talent and taste..."

"That is hardly a sum worth of our Robin!", he said, surprised. He sighed, then took out a check.

"Mh...how do five million as an offer sound?"

“I don’t fear nor worry death. I only fear the love of my fans might simmer, when offered a cheaper alternative…”

“Eh? R-Robin-san is looking for someone to pay for a date with her?”

He blushed a bit to the bones.

“Huh…are there any offers yet?”

“I’M NOT?!”

He sank to the floor, depressed.

“My Manager told me…it was my unique selling point…something nobody could copy from me, and now…the. Opycat Artists have caught up…”

“Ah, are you playing Cupid then? That makes a lot more sense…alas, I’m afraid I’m only interested in the fairer sex…”

He readjusts his bow tie.

“Do you perhaps offer any girls, who want to show a gentleman their panties?”