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Barbert had the misfortune of running forward enough to be hit by the flying fishman and his gummy assaulter. It had to be by a cruel twist of fate that fish were finally biting for Barbert; the one time he wasn’t looking for fish is the time it finally comes flying right for him! He literally didn’t even see it coming; he was too busy keeping his focus straight ahead to even consider looking around. Barbert was thrown to the ground and subsequently bodied by the fishman and the regularman that slammed right into him. The sudden impact knocked the wind out of him and left him twitching in pain as his brain caught up to him. “What… What was that…?!” he groaned out.

He eventually managed to pull himself out of the dogpile enough to see what the hell was weighing him down right now. “…EHHHHH!? A FISHMAN?!” Barbert shouted. And then he turned his head up a little more to see the man with… an “okay” hairstyle. He’d give it a 7.5/10 if he wasn’t being pressed down by two grown adults at once. With a heavy grunt, he started pulling himself further out from under them. “Come on… Argh! Would you two get off me?!” Barbert yelled at them, “I’ve got places to be and playing bottom for two guys isn’t one of them!”
“La Ciudad de Fantasia… Real?” Barbert pondered aloud. Neither of his parents were one for reading him stories to sleep when he was a kid, but the rare times they did that story in particular always stood out to him. A whole city that could grant your wishes… Ain’t that a dream? When he was younger, the idea of simply wishing to be the greatest barber in the world was very appealing to him. Not so much anymore. Barbert crossed his arms and shut his eyes as he proudly nodded to himself, reflecting on the value of working hard towards your goals to make it all the more fulfilling when you finally achieved them.

He was too busy thinking to himself to notice that the person being executed had just interrupted the entire process. It took more than a few people brushing past him to pull him back to reality, to which he looked around in surprise. “Huh? Wha? What’s everyone running for? It couldn’t have been that bad, ri— Oh.” Barbert turned his head up to the execution platform again, noticing that the… man with the unkempt hair had turned the tables on his would be executioners. Ugh, c’mon, at least let someone die looking good and not as someone who just got out of be—

Again, his thoughts were interrupted as a pirate this time was knocked back into him, pushing him down to the ground. “Ow! Guh… It’s getting rough around here,” he noted and got back to his feet to get away from the fighting crowd, “That’s my cue to leave!” Thank goodness he was only on the edge of the crowd, it made getting out of it much easier and less of a hassle. But he still had no food… And with the way things were going, the seas were most definitely going to be rough leaving. Pirates were bound to retreat from the marines, and since pirates need ships to run away with, that meant his ship was in danger of getting swiped in all the commotion!

Yes, this logic was completely sound to Barbert. Alright, first things first: he can’t just leave without bringing anything to eat with him. Not with his fish luck. So he immediately bolted for where he hoped the actual marketplace would be to try and finish his errand as fast as possible.
I try writing posts up as fast as I can, but I'm not very quick on it to begin with.

If you're pushing for a faster pace out from us, I don't think I should stick around and lag the RP behind.
Market District

“Hut-tut-tut-tut-tut-tut— keep off!” Hiroshi wildly exclaimed as he quickly retreated away from the armored men. He bruised as easy as a banana, so getting hit by a roaring truck contained in one man was on the bottom of his to-do list. His lack of dexterity saved him from what could’ve been a broken nose as he tripped over his own feet and fell back onto the ground. Hey, a brief smack against the concrete was much more favorable than propelled metal in his opinion.

Being saved for a brief moment wasn’t enough to stop him from panicking, though. This big guy was right on top of him now! His mental grip on his tools fell, and so too did they as they harmlessly bounced off the ground. “Aw— Son of a…” he murmured. He made a quick search of his surroundings and opened his hands out to a few rather hefty chunks of concrete left strewn apart by the shockwave. “Go away!” he shouted at the enemy above him as he flung the chunks straight at his head.
Haaaaaaaaah I should make my post already. I've been fully engaged in Kamen Rider: Hot Wheels Saga for the last two days and it's been distracting me from writing one up.

I like the RP, I just hope I don't get so bogged down that I have to drop out again.
And just as I begun to work on a post, Sogeking "sniped" a post in before me.
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it's what i do
SEI-HAAAAAAAAH

Sorry about that. Barbert's up.
Rum Town, O Rum Town… O but at minor bump you are on the road the handsome young Barbert was taking to hairdressing mastery. Honestly, Barbert had no intention of coming to a stop here on this island, but well… he’d never been out to sea before. The boredom of the quiet sailing life was as great and vast as the sea itself, and in the week he’d been out he caught himself indulging in boredom eating more than a few times. His provisions were quickly running low and the fish just refused to approach his ship whenever he tried to hook one. And since he wasn’t willing to stupidly test his luck so soon, he had to disembark in Rum Town for food to take along.

If he was a fool about letting his food run out so soon, he definitely wouldn’t let himself be a fool about leaving his belongings on his ship. As he docked, he gathered up the rest of his important materials in a backpack he brought along and hopped up onto land. His legs felt like jelly after being subjected to the ocean’s shifting waves, but he figured he’d just get used to it. Before leaving for where he thought the market place was, Barbert looked regretfully at his ship. It was only a small sailboat,really, just big enough to carry a few people at once, but he was still rather paranoid that someone might want to steal it anyway. After all, it was his only way off the island and he couldn’t safeguard it all!

Well, no use in stewing over it all day. He smacked his face to gear himself up and started making for the center of town, where he felt the central marketplace would be. With his mind focused specifically on grocery shopping, it didn’t occur to him at all that the town was eerily empty and quiet… At least until he found his way to the execution site and the huge crowd standing around it.

“Huh? What’s going on here? Today, like, a special sale day or something?” he pondered aloud as he tried peeking over the crowd for what they were all huddled around. It took him a few more moments to just follow their gaze up to the execution platform. As he realized what exactly was going on, he just let out a single “Oh.”
There's this police man group in Gintama whose main jokes are those.

Mayonnaise, Sadist, Gorilla.
The Mayo Sadist Gorillas?
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