The Search For Something Important!
Bojack Randolph, the twisted navigator, was overcome with a feeling that to a normal person would be considered joy. Bojack was incapable of joy however. This feeling, couldn't be described with words. Well it could but those words would sound very strange when strung together into something resembling a sentence in order to describe how Bojack was currently feeling. It was less about being joyous and more like he didn't feel like commenting a genocide at that specific moment in time. He had received a tip about there possibly being an eternal log pose being located somewhere on Gubo.
Bojack had been searching for an eternal log pose for years and now he may be actually close to getting one made him giddy. An eternal log pose would make his job as a navigator much easier by enabling him to always find his way back to a certain island. This would make map making much easier and just overall allow Bojack to have more fun. 'Come on, where the fuck could a large pirate crew be.' Bojack's anonymous tip had told him that the pose would be located with a large crew of pirates located on the island. After a bit more walking, he found himself in a bar where he saw a group of about 5 guys all sitting together and having an extremely loud conversation. Bojack walked over two a random person and asks "What the fuck is up with those guy? Talking all loud like they own the place." The person looked at him like he was dumb, before informing him,"Those guys are members of the songbird pirates, they're a crew run by a yonko." Bojack's eyes brightened a bit as a smirked before turning towards the guys.
The men were seated in a booth and their table was covered in both empty and full shot-glasses. The men were having some sort of drinking contest and got extremely drunk. As he approached, Bojack heard one of the men say,"See boys, thats why I'm the-hic-champion of this drinking shit." The men didn't notice Bojack when he first approached so he had to get their attention. He used his long arms to knock all of the drinks to the floor before he took a seat on the table. Bojack smiled a big creepy smile as he looked at the men before he spoke,"Hey guy? I was just wondering where your captain was. Would you mind telling me where he is?" The man who had 'won' the contest reached up to grab hold of Bojack's robes. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" The man questioned Bojack but he was only met by a strike on the head from Bojack's staff that sent him to the ground. These actions were followed by a cackle,"Ehehe silly goose, you obviously aren't the captain and so I have no use for you." He then used the end of his staff to pick up one of the other men by his collar lifting his to be at eye level with Bojack, who was still calmly sitting cross-legged on the table but was starting to become agitated. "Now I'm going to ask one more time before i get really upset. Where? Is Your. Captain." Bojack started his statement with a smile but with each word he started to scowl harder and harder.
Bojack had been searching for an eternal log pose for years and now he may be actually close to getting one made him giddy. An eternal log pose would make his job as a navigator much easier by enabling him to always find his way back to a certain island. This would make map making much easier and just overall allow Bojack to have more fun. 'Come on, where the fuck could a large pirate crew be.' Bojack's anonymous tip had told him that the pose would be located with a large crew of pirates located on the island. After a bit more walking, he found himself in a bar where he saw a group of about 5 guys all sitting together and having an extremely loud conversation. Bojack walked over two a random person and asks "What the fuck is up with those guy? Talking all loud like they own the place." The person looked at him like he was dumb, before informing him,"Those guys are members of the songbird pirates, they're a crew run by a yonko." Bojack's eyes brightened a bit as a smirked before turning towards the guys.
The men were seated in a booth and their table was covered in both empty and full shot-glasses. The men were having some sort of drinking contest and got extremely drunk. As he approached, Bojack heard one of the men say,"See boys, thats why I'm the-hic-champion of this drinking shit." The men didn't notice Bojack when he first approached so he had to get their attention. He used his long arms to knock all of the drinks to the floor before he took a seat on the table. Bojack smiled a big creepy smile as he looked at the men before he spoke,"Hey guy? I was just wondering where your captain was. Would you mind telling me where he is?" The man who had 'won' the contest reached up to grab hold of Bojack's robes. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" The man questioned Bojack but he was only met by a strike on the head from Bojack's staff that sent him to the ground. These actions were followed by a cackle,"Ehehe silly goose, you obviously aren't the captain and so I have no use for you." He then used the end of his staff to pick up one of the other men by his collar lifting his to be at eye level with Bojack, who was still calmly sitting cross-legged on the table but was starting to become agitated. "Now I'm going to ask one more time before i get really upset. Where? Is Your. Captain." Bojack started his statement with a smile but with each word he started to scowl harder and harder.