Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-31966106-20170715173058/@comment-26068742-20170717034941

Watching the whole thing unfold Deucalion was literally lost for words, it had been that other Uchiha Tiatsu the one who allowed him to use his restroom a couple weeks back. From their first meeting he thought Tiatsu out of everyone would’ve been the happiness of them all seeing his bachelor pad. But you know what they say money can’t buy happiness and seeing the mean mug he gave his own father he knew that was definitely a fact.

“Welp since that’s over might as we- Uhhhh”

His eyes literary cringed when he watched the Hayato boy drag himself in the sand like a five year old, could this day get any stranger? With nothing else to do he decided to do the next best thing write in his father’s journal. When his father died of heart failure he left behind a journal his father had given him. Inside this journal wasn’t just his father’s writing but also Deucalion's grandfather, who was still alive to this day.

Each chapter held a moment in each of their lives including Deucalion himself, massive knowledge that Deucalion has had yet to read upon. He’d found himself a nice spot within the palm tree’s sitting in the shade as he started to write.



Deucalion Journal~ Wow I really don’t know how to start this thing, Dear Journal doesn’t really appeal to my liking but here I go. Nine weeks in and it seems we’ve finally found land the nice shade and warm waters is really something to get use to, In fact come to think about it I don’t think I’ve ever been on a beach before. But man anything is better than being on that poop deck you call a boat makes me feel like I’m captain Jack or Hook, all we're missing is the sappy music and Rum to pass around. Also Dad it seems I’ve found some acquaintances for my liking none of them are on that friendship level but there is one girl who got the fresh Yams. I know what you're thinking Dad is all I think about is raw sex? Well it is, I’m your son after all don’t worry I’ve been wrapping up barely but wrapping up it’s the effort that counts? OH! Almost forgot we fought this big sea creature you would be proud on how I handled it Pa, I didn’t shit or pee my pant’s brave huh? Man it’s like everytime I write in this thing it makes me miss you even more.. I love you Dad, I’ll make sure to keep in touch until next time...Period.



 Deucalion would’ve been lost in his writing not caring for the outside world at this point not even noticing Kideme attempting to catch bugs with chopsticks who was she Kideme Lee? I know bad Pun. He would continue to write not bothering a soul.