My Real Life

A Red-Crowned Crane.

At least, that's the best I can figure, considering the red spot on my forehead, the color pattern of my feathers when I am somehow keyed up into full-animal form, and the sudden overwhelming desire to eat frog sushi.

I suppose it isn't too bad a comparison. The bird is considered a symbol of luck, longevity, and fidelity- all of which are things I'd certainly like to find myself possessing. It seems as though they are almost extinct from the world, which I suppose is also a good comparison, considering the circumstances.

I've been reading out in the sails, hoping it would discourage any of our more predatory crewmates from unnecessary stalking, and it seems to have worked well enough so far. Princess, I'd be more than willing to help you reach deck safely, if you'd also like to remain out of immediate sight. You needn't fear the consequences of suddenly finding yourself in mostly human form when taking refuge in the less accessible places of the ship.

Usopp- really, you ought to at least try to make it less amusing for everyone.