Found an entry by someone on LiveJournal talking about all the reasons as to why everyone should read One Piece. Unusually, I found myself agreeing with every single one of her statements.

I myself got into One Piece despite all the reasons that have been listed quite often; the art was weird, where was the bishounen [I don't like bishounen], the character designs off-putting - etc etc and other procrastinary bull(I believe the final convincing argument was, 'ah, what the hell, my OTP in Naruto is getting pretty boring anyway'. Yes, my main reason for getting into One Piece was because I had worn a universe-sized hole in my old fandom. I'm not ashamed.).

Words are immaterial compared to the brimming emotion of pure happiness and relief that I found in One Piece. Men who are drawn like men! Character designs that don't hold back! A pair of brothers who don't have an incredibly angsty relationship!

It's like Oda didn't just think outside the box, he blew the box to smithereens and then created One Piece from the shattered remains.

But I digress.

In any case. I've been an avid anime fan for some years now, as has my twin brother. My younger brother (aged 15)? Not at all. At all at all at all.

But.

He doesn't like One Piece.

He LOVES One Piece.

He laughs at Luffy's antics (look, he's picking his nose!), winces at the battle scenes, boos the villains, oohs the cool moves.

My younger brother. LOVES. One Piece. We go through about three-five episodes in a row. He'll play first-person shooters until late at night, then come into my room and say, 'Hey, I'm really sorry...I know it's late, but can we watch One Piece?'. Or, 'We'll make breakfast, and then watch One Piece'. Or, 'You make breakfast, I'll get your laptop, we can watch One Piece while we eat.' Or, 'We can watch One Piece after dinner'. He turns his phone on silent and ignores texts while we, yes, watch One Piece. One Piece physically converted him. And since my twin doesn't read it, I can make One Piece jokes with him!

(The first thing I said to him after Sanji's arc was: Hey, you know Mihawk's boat? The one shaped like a coffin? Yeah. What does he do when it rains? Does he open one eye, then the rain gets scared and runs away? Where does he keep his food? Also. My younger brother thinks Mihawk is THE SHIT. And that Zoro's three sword style is the coolest thing ever. And that Shanks is AWESOME. And we've only just hit the Arlong arc. I can't f*cking WAIT until we hit Water 7, goddamn.)

One Piece is just such an unbelievably, incredibly special manga. And I thank Oda every day for creating it.

That, and oh gods the incredible yaoi, I can't believe I actually picked the mainstream ship for once, ZoSan forever, have you read Pirate Ship Noah, hot damn, ONE PIECE THANK YOU FOR EXISTING.

And tonight? When I asked him if he wanted to watch some One Piece? He turned to Will and said, 'Sorry, I can't watch 'The Good, the Bad and the Ugly' tonight. I didn't get to watch One Piece last night, so...'

My brother.

Picked.

One Piece.

Over.

Clint.

EASTWOOD.


One Piece: it'll make you laugh until you pee, cry until you get a headache, and power your soul to the extreme.

It also builds new and irreplaceable bonds.

Today I finally sorted out my turtle's tank, only to discover that one of the dogs is on crack cocaine.

A couple of weeks ago we bought a dozen pack of eggs, and every single egg had a double yolk.

Eternal Sonata: who knew a classical musician with chronic tuberculosis could be so badass?

Rune Factory: I'M CHOPPING WOOD! WHY IS THIS SO MUCH FUN?!?! I need to get the one that doesn't have any scary monsters or fighting. Why is farming, a thing I would never enjoy in real life, so much fun to do in a game?!

I'm writing and ignoring everything else...

I've had the sudden urge to update my journal, and with any luck what follows will be half-way coherent and worth the double-click and wrist movement it took to get you here.

I've been reading an inordinate amount of fanfiction lately, and what's worse it's all been Naruto fanfiction. I don't care if the latest chapter is Deus Ex Machina, the geriatric toad is alive again and that's all I care about.

I desperately want to make a new Dev I.D. that doesn't utterly suck, but all I have is Windows Paint. My brother has a copy of Photoshop that he rescued from his friend, but for whatever technical reason I can't open the document that gives me the code so I can access the programme...this is annoying and problematic.

I'm writing again! Kind of. I've discovered that the only difference between holidays and college is what causes you to procrastinate. Need to study? Need to write? In a few minutes, I need to look something up on Wiki...



I'd tell you that you shouldn't have wasted the wrist movement, but if you're anything like me it's probably the only kind of exercise you've had all day.

Hahaha...lol. I checked my page for the first time in a while and had a freak attack - a perfect 5,000! So I desperately searched around for how to take a screenshot...which I'll upload into my scraps. It's not so much the number of views that excited me, but the fact that I actually managed to catch a straight number, as opposed to 5,023 or something...it's just neat.

In the middle of exams right now...I hate my job...I'm buying too much...but the sun is shining and I have nail polish in every colour of the rainbow, so life is overall pretty good.

I caught the deadly Writing Bug; probably the only virus in the world I'm not disagreeable to. I'm writing fanfiction and my own stuff. After a horrible and desolately long period of stagnation, I'm finally making magic again.

Damn yeah, that's right, uh-huh, I'm a genius. I am a literary genius.

I'm writing a Naruto Gakuen fic, which is shaping up nicely. I'm writing (in my head, that counts) a pseudo fanfiction which may or may not be about Kankurou. I'm in the vicious throes of writing another Gaara fanfiction entitled 'Crochet' - I swear I come up with some stupid ideas, but no less stupid than many, many others I've seen. I'm battling my own fiction ("Moth") that steadfastly does not want to be written, but damn it, it will comply. Eventually. But at least I have a plot for it. And I've got a magnificent gender bender Naruto fanfiction on the books, illustrations of which my brother will be posting here once he gets an account. I've also got another own fiction which is bubbling away happily under the surface of my brain, and involves creepy puppets, deadly clowns, and a ringmaster that's only ever wanted to make children laugh.

I'm happy when I think of my productivity. I'm on this world for me, and no-one else.