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☠ 4th Haunt ☠ - [Fourth Wall Event]

PERONA will be bulldozing her way through the crowd while mounted side saddle on her noble steed which growls ans snaps each set of its teeth at anyone stupid enough not to get out of its way. Cerberus isn't much a fan of crowds, much like Perona. Eventually, she and Cerberus will take to the forest and ocean for their walk, where hopefully less people will be.

MIYABI is high atop the branches of the largest tree at the cherry blossom hill holing it up in a robin's nest, where she hopefully won't get stepped on. Whatever this influx of new, wingless people is, she's going to stay as far out of it as she possibly can. ...So long as the people don't mess with any of Amaterasu's trees or the small shrine on the hill there. She's also got the Lucky Mallet wrangled up and nearby, just in case she needs to size up quickly for whatever reason.

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['sup, little one, Waka has chosen to perch atop this branch with expertise in balance and weighing absolutely nothing. Tossing his hair beneath the ornament, his greeting is boisterous, shattering the tense silence.]

That's quite the relic you've got there! But it would be most unwise to enlarge yourself here, hm?

[Shatters is correct - Miyabi nearly jumps right out of the tree she's so startled by the sudden voice, and presence, right there next to her. Thankfully, a poncle's balance is second to none (even you, sparkles) and she catches herself in time. Bah! Who the heck is this idiot, scaring her half to death like that?! Does he have no manners at all?!]

HEY! You can't just sneak up on people like that! I could have fallen right out of this tree! [And have been perfectly fine because science. But wait, what was he talking about? She spares a glance to the Lucky Mallet, then huffs and puts her hands on her hips, aura tinted reddish.] Of course it'd be unwise! I wouldn't ruin someone's home so carelessly! Let alone a branch of this tre--eh...w-wait! How do you know what it does?

[Your rant, Miyabi; it is being 100% heard but 1% acknowledged.]

Moi? Thank knowledge for that, my little Poncle. However, I do not condemn your choice. It is rather noisy in the village, where the newly arrived teem!

But don't worry. I shall provide you all the company you lack upon this branch.

[And your rant, Waka, is being 1% heard, and 100% what the hell is this weirdo saying?

But at least he doesn't seem dangerous. He even feels strangely familiar...somehow. Maybe it's the clothes he wears? They're close to the customary garb of Nippon, though with some added flair. Very flamboyant flair, but eh.]

And who exactly are you?

[Lucky for you, Miyabi. That makes him louder than before! With more sparkles as he hops about on the branch with as much grace and mirth as he seems to lack tact.]

I am Waka, the gods' gift to man! But it does not seem as though the gods have sent me on an errand here. No, it was the work of another force, and I foresee that it will be tantalizingly short and sweet.

[By the gods, he looks like a crane dancing about like that, and with that helmet... Really, this man reminds her more of a bird than the actual ones do. Though a crane may be a little too sophisticated. A peacock, maybe? He seemed to like to strut about.

Pshaw. Gods' gift to man? She is not exactly buying that, sorry.] Waka, th--eh? You know about this place, a-and the Malnosso?!

[Or at least something like that. He's pretty vague.]

[Waka settles at last, balancing himself on the branch of the nest again. Hehe, just look at the surprise in this one!]

Oui! I know of them, and maybe a little about them. After all this time, both are still shrouded in relative mystery. And me . . . hehe, I am but a newcomer.

We've both seen and heard that which we will forget in two nights. [A pause, as if he's remembered an exception to the rule.] You, my little poncle, will without a doubt. Don't worry! It will be painless. You don't need the mallet.

[He knows of the Malnosso - okay, that's pretty legitimate, anyone could have read the journal's Guide to Luceti, it's accessible to everyone and anyone who can basically read. And there's no doubt to be an audio function to those that can't read. But the other thing he said...know a little about them? Hm. That's either very helpful or very suspicious, and Miyabi raises an eyebrow at this newcomer, hopping her way up onto his shoulder for a better view and to speak better.]

You're talking very strangely. [All in riddles, and she doesn't really like it.] And you know quite a lot about many things, Mr. Waka. Just who are you really? And how is it that you know all these things?

[Welcome aboard, little lady. As far as the view goes, she'll only see a borderline smug look, as per his usual. And a closeup of his beautiful face.]

Beyond what I've said? I receive prophecies, you know, and it is the task of a prophet to see more than just many things. I see, I learn, and I share. Get it?

[Miyabi stares at Waka's face for a few seconds longer than is really necessary - has she...seen this man before? He seems familiar in some way, though she can't place how, why, or from where. Mm, it must be nothing. Maybe she saw him around the Oina village at some point in her life. A traveler, perhaps.]

You're a prophet?! [Holy wow. That explains it then.] Ah...I'm sorry, I didn't know, and I acted poorly to you, Master Waka. Please forgive my rudeness. Uhm...but before you mentioned the mallet...it is possible that you come from Nippon, sir? Or is that only what you saw in a vision?

[She's homesick. Miyabi wants someone to talk to again, about familiar things. She's been the only one from her world for a very long time.]

My my, how polite.

[Haha. Is that a hint of desperation? Someone to speak with of home? Shipped off to some other world with uncertain hope of returning . . . ]

Nippon was where the darkness struck so relentlessly for hundreds of years. My visions thrived there. My task was to guard the Moon Cave, then guide Amaterasu to where she was next needed. So you are right, my little Poncle: I come from the realm that has once more learned to look upon the gods with adoration and reverence.

[It's been long. Too long without someone from home to speak to. She's had people come, yes, but they always depart. It's somewhat depressing now, and she's getting more and more homesick the longer she stays in Luceti. It's hard, when everything around you is so unlike the world you used to know. So, yes, she may be somewhat desperate for even the tiniest taste of nostalgia and home.]

Ama...so you are from Nippon! [She gives an excited hope, her glow brighter than ever before.] And you really helped Amm--eh, Mother Amaterasu, too?! Thank you, Master Waka! Thank you very much for aiding her on her journey! You must've been a big help to her with your visions... [Give her a minute or two, to pick apart your words. It's hard, when someone speaks so cryptically.] Once more--...does that mean the people of Nippon are beginning to believe again? I-In the gods and Amaterasu, too?

[Haha. Little one, visions are but tools for paving the way. He hardly helped her. Merely guided.

Well, that's not important.]

Indeed, and you have your village's pride and joy to thank. No finer work of Amaterasu exists! The painting stirred something deep in the hearts of the people, and the mother of all shone luminously. Quite the fitting end to the journey on Nippon, no?

[Someone else is trying to escape them. Rude people bumping into a young girl with a cute parasol. If she ends up in the floor, she gives them a good yell. Serves them right. But when she sees Cerberus, oh my god... Perona stares at him for quite a while. Sorry older sister but puppy first!]

Cerberus!

[She's running up to him now! Oh baby, mama misses you.]

[Cerberus stops dead in his tracks the moment he lays all three pairs of eyes on his pigtailed master. He looks flabbergasted, as the fox head cautiously peers behind it to see just who's riding on on his back. Lo and behold, his master is still there, only she's the other one, with the not!pigtails and larger hat.

Da fuq is goin on? ;__;]

Oi! Why did you stop so suddenly?! Cerberus! [Perona huffs, then looks down at the fox head as it whines, folds its ears back, and turns to face the other Perona that's coming up to them. He can't help but wag his tails at the sight of her, though he is SO CONFUSED. Much like the older Perona, whose mouth is hanging open in disbelief.] WH-WHAT'S--?! IMPOSTOR! WHO ARE YOU?!

[She gives Cerberus a couple good pets, one for each head. When she ears older!Perona's voice, her head rises up and here comes bug eyes with a screech. Pink hair and that face? No way.... Perona falls backwards pointing her finger drastically to this imposter.]

Imposter?!

[She rebounds from the floor quickly.] Oi! If you're going to look like me at least do a decent job! [Yes, cause clearly that's the important part, making it look cute.] But the hat looks nice~ Haraharahara~

I'm Ghost Princess Perona! One of the Mysterious Four of Thriller Bark! But I'm sure you already knew that~ Imposter. Hmph!

[Hmph, a good act, but there's no way this little fake can think she's fooling the real thing! And who does she think she is, telling how how good a job she's doing?! Is she trying to mess with her?! ...The compliment to her hat was nice, though. The impostor has good taste, she'll give it that.

Sneering down at her younger counterpart, Perona lifts herself up to her full height on Cerberus' back (floating a little to keep her balance). She lifts her head up, hugging Bearsy close to her side and lowering her own parasol. You want a confrontation, doppleganger, then you can sure as hell have one!]

Thank you for the compliment, but I'm the only Ghost Princess here, you fake! You do a good job of mimicking how I used to look, but I've since changed! And there's no way you can copy my ability, fool! Negative Hollow!

[And from her palm fly two hollows. A bit rash, but the only way to tie this fake up and get some answers out of it. Not a single soul that she knows of can copy the ability of a Devil Fruit User - they're one of a kind! Though, as the hollow flies at its opponent under orders to attack, the older of the two has no idea that her ghost will do absolutely nothing. Hell, it may just get absorbed into her younger self's body, even! They are one in the same, they just...don't know that.]

[Before she could respond to the older self, the attack she just unleashed left this Perona baffled. There was no duplicate devil fruit users because those fruits were one of a kind! Perona stepped back as the hollows flew towards her.]

Th-THAT'S MY ATT--[Before she could finish her sentence, the hollows made contact and Perona's head hung forward as if she was affected by it. Strange enough, the hollows didn't appear to come out from the girl's back. They were absorbed. Perona's hand gently tapped her chest where the hollows entered through. She lifted her head unaffected by the negative. To have thought someone else with the same ability, it was a trick! Maybe she has some mimicking fruit or something! Without a second thought, Perona crossed her arms in front of her, it was her turn! Time to show this faker the true power of the hollows. There was a slight smirk on her.]

Haraharaharahara~ Stupid, you really think you could mimic the power of negative? Negative Hollow!

[As well, Perona released two hollows as they hurled to the older version. And... might result the same. Two hollow users one luceti, enjoy.]

[Perona smirks as her attack makes contact, tipping her head with a hushed "heh" of triumph. Of course...there's not a single soul other that that man that can resist the power of her hollows! A good act indeed, but in the end, she'll always be the real--]

Wh--eeeeh?! How are you still on your feet?! [WHAT THE HELL?! How in the world...wh-what?! She should be bent over, feeling sorry for herself! She should be wallowing in misery and self-loathing! How on earth is...!] But that's...my...

[That's my attack! That's my ability, my hollows! Perona's eye widen in shock and horror as the hollow smacks her right in the chest, and she buckles with a grunt, going rigid as a board...before nothing. She, too, absorbed the hollow into her body, though, as the elder, her reaction to two of the same attacks and abilities is a bit more restrained.

With a furious look, and a huff, she slide off Cerberus' back (who has just been hanging his head and watching the two ladies square of, whimpering in confusion and horror), then gives a snap of her fingers and points off to the side, for him to go there and stay. This could get ugly, and she's not going to risk his safety. Once he's far enough away, Perona stalks up to her tinier self and looms over her.]

Just who are you?! How are you using my attacks?! How is it that you're copying my Hollow Powers?! Tell me right now!

[There was a smirk on Perona's face when her attack commenced. She was about to show that wanna-be her place. But when her attack resulted the same as her's, there was horror in the girl's eyes. This woman didn't fell on her knees. No depression, no broken spirit, nothing. It taken the girl's breath away.]

Why... [She felt heavy on the knees, at the same time furious.] Why didn't it work?! You're suppose to be on your knees feeling sorry!

[After the older self dismissed Cerberus, that was a relief. Just as her, Perona didn't want it to get hurt. She held her parasol tight with one hand and the other ready just in case. And why does this woman has a cute Kumashi?! When the older loomed over, it felt like an insult. She should be the one looking down not this woman! Perona hopped to the air and hovered the same height as her but just a bit a higher.]

That's what I like to know! You're copying my Hollow Powers and my attacks! [She circled around the older one as she spoke.] Do you take me as a fool? It's probably some kind of trick you're pulling! Perhaps a devil fruit or something! And most importantly where did you get that?! [She pointed to the stuffed Kumashi. Clearly he's important too okay? Don't judge cuteness!]

[That's a lot of complaining, younger self. A lot of complaining that the older Perona would answer had she not been trying to think and wrap her head around the possibilities of there being another of her in Luceti and what purpose it would serve, if any. She can't recall any long-term enemies she had other than the stupid Long-Nose. Moria made sure to take no prisoners when moronic crews were lured onto Thriller Bark - he always took their shadows to increase his zombie army, if they were worthy enough. Other, unworthy ones...well. They lived lives. ♥

However, there'll be no complaining from the older of the two, once a finger is pointed towards her most treasured possession. And, like a switch was triggered, Perona's eyes darken and she clings her her teddy like a dragon would cling to its hoard of jewels and gold. In fact, the Ghost Princess looks much akin to a dragon right now, as she hisses back in an absolutely venomous tone, calm and quiet but entirely serious. Even Cerberus, from his spot a few yards away, lays down submissively when he sees his master looking so scary.]

If you try to take Bearsy away from me, I'll kill you.

[She is very much not kidding. Try and she'll unleash a hellish fury on you, even if you are her from the past.]

[That sentence alone shut her up completely. Even the younger self felt petrified from herself. Mess with the bear was all it taken. It hasn't clicked yet that any attack this Perona threw would proven unaffected. In any case, you got Perona's attention. Congrats.]

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[Ineffective indeed. Even Perona's tiny and special hollows would be able to be reabsorbed by her younger self - or cancelled out by the very same attack, even if the older of the two's are a little bit stronger.

However, Perona seems pleased with her impostor's reaction, though her grip on her stuffed toy hasn't decreased in the slightest. She lost Bearsy once, she is not going to have him stolen from her again. Even by someone claiming to be her. But, with that fear and intimidation that she's created, she uses it to her advantage, taking charge and not letting up her vicious stare.]

Answer what I asked before - who are you and why are you impersonating me?

[You know, most people would not see a three-headed dog and think it would be a neat idea to suddenly try to ride along with the person riding it.]

[Marco is not most people.]

[Have a baby phoenix trying hard to balance behind you there.] Uwah this tail is going to smack me, I just know it, yoi.

[It's Cerberus who turns one head towards the voice first, and Perona follows suit. She has to stop him, quickly, before he flicks his tails and does just what Marco was afraid of - like swatting a fly, really - and instead makes the dog stop. Good lord he's--...tiny.

Again.]

...

[Yeah, she has no words.]

Hello, yoi!

[Chirps!]

Thank you! Good doggie. [Pats it with a wing.]

[Raising one hand slowly, Perona waves slowly with her mouth still gaping open, as her dog blinks its eyes in confusion. What's...going on? Both seem to not know, though Perona finally snaps out of it with a light shake of her head. Good heavens, she never gets a break, does she?]

Phoenix...san. [That sounds so weird to say.] Are you lost?

[Again?]

No! This is Luceti, isn't it?

Oh, y-you know! [Well, then. ...Hopefully he doesn't remember her being a bit unkind to him that last time he was a child UM.] How much else do you remember? Do you remember me?

Aye! That is why I came. And to pet the doggy.

Are we going to sing again?

[Whatever he remembers, he doesn't seem to mind, clearly.]

[Ah...so he remembers it all. And isn't bothered. W-Well then. Cerberus perks his heads up at the mention of him, but only begins to twitch his ears and look happy and excited when Marco talks about singing. Oh, boy, oh boy! His master's going to sing?! Oh, he hasn't heard her sing in a really, really long time!]

If you want a song...I suppose I can think of one. What kind would you like? I know many more now than I used to.

A pirate song, yoi! A pirate birdie song! Do you know any about haunted parrots?!

[What. It's a legit question.]

[Marco gets out of the town and out to the forest where there are hopefully way less people. He's getting a little used to crowds, but not that much! He leans against one of the trees and looks up in surprise.]

I thought this was a winter island, but this tree can only be found on spring islands?? [But maybe he's wrong.]

[Miyabi peers down at the voice, curious as to who it may be - she doesn't get many visitors up by the cherry tree hill that often - and nearly topples out of the nest she was in when she lays eyes on her, uhm...guest.

Gods, wh-what even?! Was he kidnapped some time ago and she just didn't know about it? She peeks over the rim of the nest again, cautious and hesitant to give herself away. It's always a little awkward when these things happen. But...i-if he's lost or something, she really should help. At least get him back home to Ace or something.]

M-Marco...?

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Aye! That's my name! [Looks around excitedly to find the source of the voice.]

Hello? Who's there?

[E-Eh...heh. So he doesn't know her, obviously. This may be a bit difficult, and very awkward. Hopefully this Marco doesn't try to swat her or something.]

U-Up here... [Says the tiny speck of light sparkling from a bird's nest up above Marco's head, in a branch of the largest, thickest cherry blossom tree.] Just a minute, please, I'll come down now.

[And that same light bounces and zips her way down, bouncing from branch to colorful branch before dropping onto the snowy ground.]

Whoa! Are you okay? Wow! You're really pretty!

[Nope, not even fazed.]

[...Welp, that actually stuns the little poncle to silence for a few seconds, before her golden glow become tinted with a slight pink. P-Pretty? No, he's just...ehehehe, she's not all that pretty at all! If anyone's pretty from Ponc'Tan, then it'd be Mura!]

Ah...eh--thank you v-very much. That's very kind of you to say. Uhm. B-But yes, I'm fine. A journey down the tree like that is nothing for me.

Oh, okay!

Hello, yoi!

You know big-me, eh? That's great! Your house looks very nice! [TREE-HOUSE IS WIN. Never forget that Miyabi.]

[Goodness, what a chatter-box. Miyabi doesn't know where to start or what to even address. She waves a tiny hand meekly - even though Marco probably will not see it - then blinks and tilts her head to one side. Big-Me? How does he know...?]

You...you actually know you're not supposed to be a child? How--did you meet with other people?

Aye! I was here before too. I wonder if I here with big self too! I should go meet him and prove I can still kick his behind!

[No he can't.] I even found Stefan, but he got SO BIG! I'm never gonna get big enough to carry him at this rate, yoi.

[Doop de do, don't mind Usopp; he's just minding his own business, walking around, seeing the sights...]

[...waitaminute. What is that weird animal heading his way? Three heads?]

[And turning arooound, oh-so-casually, and walking briskly in the opposite direction. It probably didn't notice him. Right??]

[Doop de do, just walking my dog and giving little to no fucks at all as he snaps or barks at any person that doesn't immediately get out of the way to make room for him and his master to pass, his three tails swishing happily. Ah, he really did miss being able to be a guard dog to his lovely master and--]

Oi.

[Perona yanks on the middle head's ears, and he stops, practically reeling and her grip gets tighter, pulling harder and harder on his poor, poor ears. Wh-Why, Perona-sama? ;A; What did I do?! But Perona doesn't pay heed to her pup. Oh, no, she's got her eyes set on the figure with the obnoxiously long nose, trying so hard to scuttle away.]

[IT'S.

YOOOOOOOOOUUUU.]

Cerberus, go fetch.

[Perona points at Usopp, sneering at his retreating back, and wafts off her doggy's back as it acknowledge the order and rushes at the poor guy, barking and bulldozing any person that isn't fast enough to move. Or, y'know, biting them with one or more head and throwing them over his shoulders. Gotta get the right one, though. Perona-sama told him to fetch that one. He has to bring it back.]

[Meanwhile close by, this Perona is watching the show while nibbling on some popcorn. Oh, this should be fun.]

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☠ 4th Haunt ☠ - [Fourth Wall Event]

Miyabi

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that is a beautiful face

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