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Wealth, fame, power. Gold Roger the king of the pirates obtained this and everything else the world had to offer. And his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.
"You want my treasure? You can have it! I left everything I gathered together in one place. Now you just have to find it!"
Yeah right. And fight your way through ridiculously tough guys like Jinbe, First son of the Sea. Somehow that part is never mentioned in the stories.

But no matter! After doing your business on Flip-Flop Island you return to the Grand Line richer with money, knowledge and a new crewmember! Of course things don't really go smoothly here in the pirates paradise, they never do. Hagetaka never left dry land. As a filthy landlubber she spent her first couple days being seasick, then once she got better she had to learn how to operate on a ship and how things work around here. This gives you an idea that maybe you should write down some rules for the future to make this process easier.

But after about one and a half weeks on sea she's finally starting to get her bearings. And now she even went ahead to do a little something for the crew, seeing how she can't exactly hunt with no game around. She took down your plain black flag and painted a symbol on it with Marcella giving her tips regarding how a Jolly Roger should look. Once she's done she wipes some of the stray paint off her forehead and stretches her back.
"There. Done."

"Oooooh! What's this?"

"I took the liberty of designing you a flag. It's important for pirates right?"

"Cool! But what are those arrows?"

"It's our symbol for the metal silver. I thought it'd be appropriate. So what do you think?"

"AWESOME! Let's put it up at once!"
You fly up with your new flag and proudly display it for all the world to see. When you come back down you hug Hagetaka.
"Thanks Angel you're the best!"

"A-Ahem. You're welcome. But erm, while I still have the ink out I have something else as well.
I've uh, seen your back when you were hospitalized. I can't make those disappear. But we can cover it with some permanent ink. If you want of course."

>Oh really? Let's do it!
>Nah. Don't worry about it
>Other?
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And of course I use the incorrect image like a retard.
Why did I save both?
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>>4524344
>Nah. Don't worry about it
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>>4524344
>Nah. Don't worry about it
For better or for worse, they're a part of Silver and his past.
Besides, it's not like Silver has displayed any form of shame about the scars.
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>>4524344
>>Oh really? Let's do it!
Get us one of them yakuza style back tats
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>>4524344
>Oh really? Let's do it!
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>>4524344
>Oh really? Let's do it!
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Going he Nami route I see
>>4524357
>writing

>>4524356
He actually did a bit but it was subtle. He didn't like taking off his shirt when swimming because it'd expose his scars
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"Oh really? You know how to do that?"

"Yes. We do use a lot of warpaints. And some do make them permanent. But it may hurt a bit. Since I can't deaden your back."

"That's okay. Let's do it!"

You lay down on the deck and expose your back for the upcoming procedure while she's preparing several different colored inks as well as what looks like a brush with needles in it. She kneels down next to you and begins mercilessly poking you.
"I'm sorry. When I saw your back I assumed they were from a battle. I didn't mean to pry but your navigator did tell me about it."

"It's okay. I just don't like showing it off because I heard it's ugly. I've never seen it but I felt it."

"Well hopefully this way it'll be nicer to looks at. It won't go away but maybe it can be something you can be proud of."

"What are you making?"

"I, don't know yet. It's bigger than I remembered. I'm not sure what can be done about it. But your entire back will need to be covered for certain. We won't be able to finish today but I'll try my best to mask some of the bigger ones first. If you have an idea about what you'd want then I'm all ears."

You stay put for two hours as she keeps poking you with that pointy thing of hers. It doesn't really hurt but it is pretty boring. And according to Angels comments you do bleed quite a bit there. After she feels like she's done all she can she cleans you up and tells you to let it rest a bit while you heal. It'll probably take a couple more sessions to finish. So you got those to look forward to. But as you're about to walk up to Jaws and Toxin to show off your new back a voice hits your ears. Marcella is the one shouting after she surveyed the waters with her telescope.
"MARINES!"

All five of you then look in the direction she's pointing. Indeed it is a navy ship. One that's a bit bigger than your own. With considerably more cannons on it. For a moment it looks like they haven't noticed you yet but that quickly changes as their ship starts turning in your direction.

Jaws your helmsman is looking at you.
"Orders Captain?"

>Oh look! Marines! On my ship! Prepare for boarding!
>Let's not risk fighting in open waters. Full speed away!
>Their ship may be bigger but yours is swifter. Let's have a naval battle!
>Other?
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>>4524420
>>Oh look! Marines! On my ship! Prepare for boarding!
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>>4524420
>>Their ship may be bigger but yours is swifter. Let's have a naval battle!
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>>4524420
>Oh look! Marines! On my ship! Prepare for boarding!
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>>4524420
>Oh look! Marines! On my ship! Prepare for boarding!
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>>4524420
>>Oh look! Marines! On my ship! Prepare for boarding!
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Oooooh boy
It's either full mast or nothing huh?
Okay. Let's see how this works out, or more accurately how much you cock up boarding a ship bigger than your own

3d10 best of 3, dc 14, crit 21
>writing
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Rolled 7, 5, 9 = 21 (3d10)

>>4524444
check my 30
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>>4524445
A bit overconfident but still good
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Rolled 7, 9, 6 = 22 (3d10)

>>4524444
YAR
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Rolled 5, 1, 3 = 9 (3d10)

>>4524444
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A'ight you'll get 3 people instead of two.
Make them count
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"Oh would you look at that! Guys! I see Marines on MY ship! I don't like it! Prepare to board!"

But as you're about to run up for the wheel you get grabbed by the collar and Marcella pulls you back.
"Just what are you doing? Do you think we can just attack those guys?!"

"Y-Yes?"

"They'll sink us before we even get close dumbass!"

"Oh? No problem then! I'll just fly over and handle it! You guys can come over with the ship once I'm done!"

Hook looks like she hasn't heard a dumber idea in her life before. But before she could voice her opinion Angel steps up with her spear already prepared. She thinks it's a good idea and wants to fly over on your back to help. That could work so you laugh and agree. At the same time Murray also comes down from his post behind the wheel. He wants to come as well as he's more than a bit eager to prove his worth.

"Kek! Okay then it's decided! Hook you know how to navigate so you'll take the wheel! I leave you in charge! Toxin do as she says!"

"Alone time with Marcella huh? Oh my.... please don't."

With the plan decided you transform into a bat hybrid and Angel jumps on your back. While the tattooing didn't hurt THAT did. And it's not helped by the fact that you didn't put a shirt on. At the same time Jaws jumps in the water and is already swimming towards the marine ship. Grinning you take off as well and do your best to fly with a passenger on your back.

Meanwhile on the marine ship their lookout starts to freak out.
"C-Captain!"

"What is it? Do you have confirmation about the identity of the pirates?"

"T-THEY ARE COMING! The pirates are ATTACKING!"

"WHAT?"

The marines watch as you swoop down and drop Hagetaka off at the top of the mast. She runs across its entire length and kicks the lookout from the crows nest. At the same time as he lands face first you land at the main deck, Jaws jumping out of the water shortly afterwards.
"Marines and Marinettes! You are being boarded! Please resist!"
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"A bat? A flying zoan."
The marine in the fanciest clothes speaks up. You guess she must be the leader. She takes her cigarette out of her mouth and tosses it away.
"This will be more annoying than Hina thought."

Her men however don't wait for her to give any orders and try to repel you immediately. They take aim but before they could shoot you dive into their crowd and start causing trouble, knocking small fries around. Jaws does the same, cutting a swath through their bigger dudes as he's swinging around his chained anchor. Meanwhile Hagetaka jumps down from her elevated position and arrives spear first, stabbing a marine in the shoulder during her landing. Looks like she doesn't need much convincing to fight. They are the enemy and she will fight them. Good.

But maybe it'd be best if you actually gave orders to them to help them focus on something...
>Nah let's just beat everyone up!
>Start breaking the ship! I want this boat dead in the water!
>Grab anything that's valuable! Take everything not nailed down! Then the nails!
>Other?
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>>4524479
>>Grab anything that's valuable! Take everything not nailed down! Then the nails!
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>>4524479
>>Nah let's just beat everyone up!
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>>4524479
>Nah let's just beat everyone up!
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>>4524479
>Start breaking the ship! I want this boat dead in the water!
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>>4524479
>Grab anything that's valuable! Take everything not nailed down! Then the nails!
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>>4524479
>Start breaking the ship! I want this boat dead in the water!
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Well fuck...
A'ight. All of them!

>writing
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"JAWS! Move take everything that's not nailed down! Then take everything that is! ANGEL! I want this ship dead in the water! Cripple it!"

Jaws nods and breaks a hole in the deck with his anchor and descends to plunder the place while Angel using her mobility jumps up and starts destroying the ships sails with her spear. And as for yourself, you'll take care of the trash. The marines are already focusing on you so it's not hard to get all of them to gang up on you. As they come you realize just how different this is compared to fighting Jimbo. You recall how easily he managed to toss you around and understand that you're doing the same now. Using your enhanced strength your Zoan fruit grants, you start throwing them overboard at a rapid pace. It's actually kind of annoying how little threat they pose. Some of them start to panic and they fire their guns at you but the moment that loud "Bang" comes you just grab one of the dozen marines standing around and use him as a meat shield. They too quickly realize the disparity between your power and their morale tanks.

You take this moment to look at the captain in the red suit.
"Hey lady! Stop hiding and let me kick your butt!"

Suddenly the fighting stops and the all-male crew of the ship snaps at you.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?"
They roar and begin insulting you one by one. They say things like "How dare you" and "Little shit". The captains eyes twitch and it's not certain if it's because of you or them. But before she could get a word in two clowns step between you.

"Now Jango. I believe we can't let that slide-"

"Agreed Fullbody my friend! Insulting Lady Hina like that is unforgivable! My most beautiful captain! Please allow us to take out this trash for you!"

She lights another cigarette nonchalantly.
"Do as you please."

As these two stare you down the rest of the marines feel confident enough to go after your crewmembers. That's not good but they can probably take care of themselves. As for these two... they are not much to look at. You could probably easily handle them. But they might not be worth the effort.

>Handle them quickly to get to the captain
>Play with them for a bit. They should be a good warm-up
>Call out that Hina for hiding behind her men
>Other?
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>>4524523
>Call out that Hina for hiding behind her men
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>>4524523
>Play with them for a bit. They should be a good warm-up

Something tells me Silver is dumb enough to be hypnotised by Jango. And I want to encourage it.
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>>4524523
>>Call out that Hina for hiding behind her men
Mutha fuckin Jango, wish we could recruit him but he simpin too hard
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>>4524529
>mfw he made an entire country dance
But if you want to interact with him you may want to choose a different option
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>>4524523
>Handle them quickly to get to the captain
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>>4524532
Wait we can recruit him? He would be an awesome addition to the crew since he's a very experience criminal without being too edgy and his powers are crazy useful.

Will change my vote>>4524529
to
>Play with them for a bit. They should be a good warm-up
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>>4524534
I didn't say recruit. I said interact. He has his brother from another mother Fullbody and the woman he's simping for in the marines.
But... we're in the land of make-believe and bullshit
If you want it hard enough-
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>>4524523
>Play with them for a bit. They should be a good warm-up
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>>4524535
Eh it should still be fun
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Looks like it's party time with Jango and Fullbody
>writing

Now
3d10 best of 3, dc 10, crit 24
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Rolled 2, 2, 10 = 14 (3d10)

>>4524545
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Rolled 5, 3, 5 = 13 (3d10)

>>4524545
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Rolled 1, 3, 8 = 12 (3d10)

>>4524545
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Rolled 1, 8, 10 = 19 (3d10)

>>4524545
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>>4524548
>>4524547
>>4524546
Honestly I was going to shit myself if you landed a critical on this
Now we get to have fun
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Rolled 8, 5, 3 = 16 (3d10)

>>4524550
I hate fun.
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Well these two at least provide you with a bit of fun. You tell them to come at you already and they are more than happy to oblige.
"Time to show why I'm called the Double Ironfist!"

"You tell him brother!"

"That sounds dirty..."

One of them comes at you with a pair of knuckle dusters. He's faster and stronger than the average marine but still beneath your level. However this does make him perfect for a very particular thing. You noticed back with the gun shot that you knew exactly where the bullet was coming from and how fast it was. In fact you noticed this before. So now you can figure this phenomenon out with this Fullbody guys help. You manage to dodge him effortlessly with your eyes following his movements. So what if you closed them?

You can "see" it. The picture forms in your noggin' as if you were looking at him with your eyes, it's just devoid of colors and a bit lacking in detail. But it's perfectly enough to dodge him. Reopening your eyes you smile and start focusing on what you learned as Fullbody throws punch after punch and missing every time. He's getting angered by this.
"Damn it! JANGO! Let's show this monster the true power of our bond!"

"Oh yeah baby! Let's show this pirate scum what miracles friendship can accomplish!"

"LET'S DANCE!"
"LET'S DANCE!"

The guy with the heart shaped glasses moonwalks up to you and joins in with his weird yo-yo like weapon, which is a circular blade tied to a string. He swings it around trying to cut you. Dodging it you retort with a back handed punch which he slides under. Now he's behind you and the two of them have you surrounded. They keep pushing you around until you all end up standing on the railing of the ship. At which point they start humming and singing to a beat. Their moves become synchronized and their teamwork improves drastically. The way they move at once and how they're aware of each others movements makes it much harder to dodge them. When you dodge Fullbody Jango manages to cut your back. When you duck under Jangos swing Fullbody is read with the uppercut. Not bad!

"YEAH! LET'S DANCE!"
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You start taking them seriously and pick up the pace. Their singing helps you a great deal as it makes easier to track their movement with your hearing. After a few more rounds of exchanging blows you manage to pick up their rhythm and now it looks more like you're dancing with them. You continue for a while and the two marines start reluctantly praising you in between gasps of disbelief.

But you feel like you had your fill now so it's time to end things. You dodge a last punch from Fullbody and grab him by the arm. You recall how Jinbe threw you to the ground. How much it hurt. While you can't exactly replicate it, you know two things. First is the motion itself. Second is that just like you, this guy is made of water. Using what little you know about Fish-man karate you throw him on the deck and knock him out with one attack. Turning around you face Jango now.
"Now that's what I call dirty dancing!"

"Grrrr! You! What have you done to Fullbody? I should've know you can't dance with a pirate and expect him to turn good... oh wait! Well no matter! Time for you to pay!"
He uses his weird weapon and starts swinging it around.
"Follow the pendulum with your eyes! Now listen to my voice. When I finish you'll fall asleep immediately. One! Two! JANGO!"

Jango then falls unconscious right in front of you and falls off the ship, as he managed to hypnotize himself. However this doesn't mean it didn't affect you. Your eyes are getting heavy and you feel yourself getting sleepy. This is not good.

>Call for help
>Try to fight it off
>Bite your own tongue
>Other?
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>>4524584
>Bite your own tongue
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>>4524584
>Bite your own tongue
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>>4524584
>Bite your own tongue
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>>4524584
>>Try to fight it off
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>>4524584
>Try to fight it off
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Gruesome. But it may be necessary
>writing
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>gently rubs lune onto cock
ho ho ho ho ho
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You feel yourself fading quickly. But knowing that there are enemies around leaves you with no other choice. With all the force you can muster you bite down on your own tongue. The pain is enough to snap you out of whatever magical spell that Jango guy put on you but it's not too pleasant. You yowl and quickly start rubbing your own tongue but with those bat wings it's quite hard. Meanwhile the captain is watching you smoking away and getting really curious.

"Jango may be a fool. But when he says you fall asleep immediately, you fall asleep immediately. Yet you held out long enough to break it. Hina is interested. Who or what are you?"
You morph back into a human to properly comfort your poor tongue and the cigarette falls out of her mouth.
"You? Cavalier Silver... Now Hina understands while vice-admiral Tsuru wants you out of the picture. Very well. Hina shall oblige. Hina will clip your wings before you can hit your stride!"
She puts on a pair of gloves and looks like she's now read to throw down. In fact she looks like she's about to charge you. But if those two were really her subordinates then maybe she'll actually be a match for you.

>Maaaybe it's time to cash out and leave
>FIGHT
>Other?
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>>4524631
>>FIGHT
ain't no bitch
>Cavalier
I forget if we knew that nickname already but it rocks
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>>4524631
>FIGHT
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>>4524641
It was suggested by Arthur the photographer but beyond that no.
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>>4524631
>FIGHT
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>>4524631
>FIGHT
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Ready for a... cage match? Heh
>writing

And let's see if you get fucked
3d10 best of 3, dc 20, no crit
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Rolled 6, 6, 4 = 16 (3d10)

>>4524654
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Rolled 10, 8, 10 = 28 (3d10)

>>4524654
Pls no chastity cage Hina lady.
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Rolled 2, 5, 2 = 9 (3d10)

>>4524654
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Rolled 5, 1, 5 = 11 (3d10)

>>4524654
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>>4524658
She's the one getting put in the chastity cage
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>>4524654
Sir but this >>4524658
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>>4524658
Jesus fuck. I was originally going to have you avoid it if you succeed.
But Hina is about to get clapped right now isn't she?
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>>4524658
Whoo-wee! Cage-Breaker Silver!
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You stand there grinning like an idiot.
"You know my name?"

"Yes. Hina knows. But you must be the dumbest pirate on the seas if you boarded a marine ship with a bounty like that..."
She charges you with her arm swung to the side. Looks like she wants to give you an arm crash. Curious about how strong she is you brace yourself for impact. Couldn't be much worse than Jimbo, right? Well as it turns out she isn't. In fact it doesn't hurt at all. Her arm starts bending in a weird way. As she swings her arm then passes through your body, leaving behind an iron bar perfectly bent around your torso and constricting your arms. You don't know what to make of it as Hina casually walks past you.
"Congratulations. You just lost."

You start struggling and squirming but no matter how much you flex you can't make the iron budge. It perfectly folds around your body, leaving no room to wiggle and it's just as strong as cast iron, maybe stronger.
"W-What? Devil Fruit?"

"Yes. The Ori Ori no Mi. Hina is the Cage Human. That's where the name Black Cage comes from."
You keep grunting and exerting power but it's no use.
"Give up. There's no escape for you."

"I can break these cuffs!"

"You can't break those cuffs!"
She kicks you in the shin but instead of hurting you she locks your legs up as well. Unable to stand upright you fall over and have to wiggle like a caterpillar to move around. Realizing that you're well and truly screwed you try shrinking down into a small bat but the cage simply molds to fit your body. Then you turn into the massive hybrid form but the cage simply expands with you. Looks like there really is no escape.

Hina seeing that you stopped struggling goes to a box on the ships wall and takes out a den den mushi from it. She starts dialing and after a few moments enters a conversation.
"This is Captain Hina. I'd like to report that I've captured the 20.000.000 bounty pirate Cavalier Silver. We'll capture his men shortly. Please do send a message to Vice-Admiral Tsuru that her little problem will soon be chained up in Impel Down."

You look up at her.
"Chained?"
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You start feeling angry. Very, VERY angry. So what if you can't move your arms or legs? You could still bite her throat out. You can still fight! You can still resist! With renewed vigor you begin pushing against your bindings much harder than before, to the point that it starts to hurt.

Hina just gives you a condescending look.
"Stop this. At least accept your defeat with dignity. After spending a little time in Impel Down Tsuru will-"

But she stops when she hears something. The unique and unmistakable sound of metal being forcibly twisted. But that's impossible, she thinks. The Black Cage is by no means unbreakable but it might as well be for someone of your caliber. So why then can you bend it? The answer lies underneath, at the boards of the deck. A smoke rises from it as the wooden planks blacken. Fire. Heat is coming from somewhere, threatening to engulf the ship in flames. And the bars of her Black Cage are heating up. They start to bend more and quicker until they explode off your body in a shower of molten metal. You stand up your body relatively unchanged but the air around you vibrating. A mirage. Hina is frozen. She can't make heads or tails of this. She thought you are a zoan user, no you ARE a zoan user. So then how?

This moment of hesitation is your chance. She's strong but she's dangerous because of that ability of hers. If you touch her she may lock you up again. So you'd have to find another way to attack her.

>If you can't touch her, maybe your weapons can
>So what if she locks you up? You can break it. But she can't unburn herself!
>Start shouting in anger
>Other?
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>>4524701
>>Start shouting in anger

haha, time to learn sonic attacks.
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>>4524701
>Start shouting in anger
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>>4524701
>>Start shouting in anger
REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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>>4524701
>>Start shouting in anger
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>>4524701
>>Start shouting in anger
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>>4524701
>So what if she locks you up? You can break it. But she can't unburn herself!
Don't wanna risk catching Jaws and Angel in a sonic scream attack.

Also I want to eventually be a literal flaming bat monster.
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>>4524714
Bat out hell style!
Still, getting the idea IC to use sonic attacks and combining them with our martial arts is too good to pass. >>4524701
>Shart shouting in anger
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>>4524723
>Shart shouting in anger
Guanotamo Bay
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Sonic Boom!
>writing

And let's see how well it works.
3d10 best of 3, dc 12, crit 18
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Rolled 7, 7, 10 = 24 (3d10)

>>4524731
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Rolled 10, 10, 3 = 23 (3d10)

>>4524731
They see me rolling...

>>4524723
>Bat out hell style!
I'd like to name the flaming bat form "Flame Point" but unfortunately that'd be muscling in on Chopper's naming theme. "Flame Bat" is the only viable alternative that comes to mind, as "Hell Bat" either sounds one degree too edgy for Silver or would be used for a Mythical Zoan.

..."Flame Bat" would be a fine enough of a moniker, though.
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Rolled 9, 4, 9 = 22 (3d10)

>>4524731
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Jesus. Silver does NOT like Hina. He's having fucking none of it!
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>24
>23
>22
Goodness me, Silver has absolutely *zero* chill
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>>4524691
>"I can break these cuffs!"
>"You can't break those cuffs!"
https://youtu.be/jhrwC2BoAkE
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>>4524734
The Burning Bat, man!

Pun intended.
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>>4524737
>silver's fw someone says "chains"
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As you're thinking Hina finally gathers herself and throws her arms out. This time iron bars sprout from her hands and as they are swung around everything gets tangled up in them like in a steel web.
"Nobody escapes the Black Cage. Awase Baori."

But this attack is not like the last one. Now you're aware of the threat it poses and you see it coming. Listening for the whooshing sound of metal you evade them with your flight and land away from the black bars. But you're getting sick of this. You wanted a proper scrap. Instead you have to deal with nonsense like this.
"ENOUGH!"
The floorboards crack around you and Hinas black iron is humming with resonance. This reminds you of the first time you activated your fruit. That gives you an idea. You clear your throat and start screaming.
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

Pretty much the entire ship begins to shake from your ear splitting screech but the most affected area is the cone right in front of you. Hinas cage disappears not because your scream broke it but because she couldn't help but cover her ears, which made the bars disappear. Wood splinters and breaks and things are flung backward immediately in front of you. The Captain hits a door and breaks through it without much resistance. And as you keep going the doorframe gets torn out of the wall as well. As you stop and examine the destruction it looks more like you fired a cannon than anything else. Though there is a bit more collateral damage than if you simply blew things up.

You walk into the ruined room and see Hina laying on a broken desk. Must've been the captains quarters she got thrown into. And although she sees you approaching she seems to be quite dizzy and her ears are ringing like crazy. It'd be easy to take advantage of her right now.

>Grab her and find a way to subdue her
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up. You're done here
>Other?
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>>4524768
>Grab her and find a way to subdue her
>This your ship now
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>>4524768
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up. You're done here
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>>4524768
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up. You're done here
Ship broken. Ours is fine.
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>>4524768
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up. You're done here
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>>4524768
>>Grab her and find a way to subdue her
Tie her to the bow she can be the figure head of our new ship (only for a little while though we aren't savages).
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>>4524768
Literally just throw a chain around her and throw her into the sea.
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>>4524768

>Grab her and find a way to subdue her
>MAKE HER A WOMAN
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>>4524782
+1; future long term project.
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>>4524768
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up.
It's over.
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>>4524768
>>Grab her and find a way to subdue her
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>>4524768
>Leave her be and tell your men to hurry it up. You're done here
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>>4524782
If by make her a woman you mean be dashing and cool in a way that makes her want us to gently walk her home than I'm all for it.

Otherwise you're a fag.
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5 leave vs 4 subdue
Too bad, I had a funny joke involving a barrel of water and a reference to gamer girls
>writing
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>>4524782
Cringe
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>>4524782
Based and rapepilled
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You look down at her. It'd be so very easy to subdue her right now in her moment of weakness. So you turn around on the ball of your heel and go back out. Checking the state of the ship you see that Angel already had her way with most of the sails. They've been cut but they aren't irreparable. They just won't be able to follow you for a while. She jumps down to your level and reports.
"Ship's disabled. The crew are either beaten or surrendered."

"Good. JAWS!"

The fish-man pops out from below deck with a bag stuffed with loot.
"Yes?"

"You got everything?"

"I think so. But there wasn't much. Why? Are we done?"

"I am. Give the treasure here. I'll carry it back so it doesn't get wet. You take Angel."

"Aye aye."

After packing up and Murray jumping in the water with your huntress you turn to look at the battered and beaten marines to give them a little bow. You thank them for their cooperation and urge them to send more ships after you because you could always use more loot. After that you turn into a bat-man and fly back to the Dauntless. After giving the crew the order to go full sail ahead you take your loot and finally unpack it to see what you got. It's... not much. Most of it is not even valuables, just books, parchments and other stuff like that. There are some weapons again which are not better than what you have and will be sold at the next port.

But amongst the things you got a few of the odd pieces of paper do get your attention.
"What's this? A map?"

"Nnnno. Looks more like a nautical chart. Look, these are all different routes. Must be navy patrols. Could be useful. Assuming they don't change them since we got our hands on this information."
Marcella observes.

"But what about this one? This long and squiggly one. Doesn't look similar to the others."

"O-Oh... I think I know what that is."

"What is it Toxin?"

"What kind of world government ship would go from port to port, hitting every single one? A tax ship. Probably they were meant to escort this ship originally..."

Your eyes begin to glisten.
"Oh really? A treasure ship you say?"
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And sadly this is where I'll have to end things.
I'll write a little epilogue from the perspective of Hinas crew
But I must bid you guys farewell
Good night
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>>4524830
Thanks for the run Spooky, Lookin forward to us getting that jew gold from the Dragon kings.
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>>4524830
Cheers for the run!
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>>4524830
>"Damn that's loud."
>"WHAT?!"
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>>4524830
Rock on Spooks
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>>4524830
Thanks for running
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So with someone as capable as Hina going down and the likely hood of us hitting a tax ship soon how do we plan to handle the Cipher Pol agents that are going to climb right up our butts in the near future?
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>>4524891
Blunt force trauma to the dome maybe? It seems to work on everything that has a brain. And even some things that don't.
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>>4524768
>>4524691

>The recording of Hina's call gets forwarded to Tsuru
>She just hears Hina boasting, and then in the background...
>"Chained?"
>followed by the sound of bending metal, then the recording cutting out as the den den mushi's eardrums burst

Oh man, what i wouldn't give for Tsuru's reaction
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>>4524823
We could take that ship, then play the tax man with the Marine's support.
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>>4524909
While I don't think Spooks will just kill us there are many horrible things we could have to go through dealing with them. Though that is metagaming so i guess I'll stop.
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>>4524955
Oh I get it. EXTREME blunt force trauma to the dome. Nice lookin' out.
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>>4524823
>"What kind of world government ship would go from port to port, hitting every single one? A tax ship. Probably they were meant to escort this ship originally..."
>Your eyes begin to glisten.
>"Oh really? A treasure ship you say?"
I feel this is obligatory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o0ZpesMYF6A

>>4524915
>Oh man, what i wouldn't give for Tsuru's reaction
Eeehh, Tsuru's seen enough to very likely maintain a good poker face. Maybe have it slip a little.
Less experienced Marines earshot of the recording, however, are probably going to freak the fuck out.
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>>4524791
Of course. How else would we make a Marine into a respectable woman?

What are you, some kind of creep?!

We should take the name 'Long John' Silver, if you get what I mean...

Silver wants to be tall. What else did you think he meant to infer?
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>>4525201
>What are you, some kind of creep?!
I do in fact appreciate a good old fashioned cuddling session after listening to a woman venting her frustration, possibly after a nice home-cooked meal.
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>>4525201
I doubt Silver wears underwear he roll out free ballin'
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What would Silver think about joining the Revolutionary Army? I don't think it goes against his goal of finding a name for himself, and some of his crew would definitely jump for it, but I'm not sure he would care enough about world politics to consider it.
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>>4524831
Yeah. Then you get branded a goy and the Cipher Pol JIDF will come after you

>>4524891
WG wouldn't care about a marine captain loosing even to a relatively new group.
But IF you diddle the Celestial Dragons in any way like taking their tribute then yeah. You will get on their shit list very fast.
So whatever you do, you better do it fast

>>4524955
Yes. The thing to note about them is that CP are not fighters. They are strong, yes. But they are assassins, spies and saboteurs. They can make your life hell indirectly

>>4525137
Keep in mind, Tsuru is the one that called Hina to handle you.
While she won't be surprised or mad the sensation of "I'm so done with this" will intensify

>>4525201
Good. Degeneracy will not be tolerated. Only wholesome and depressing things are allowed

But sadly Silver won't grow any taller unless you buy a pair of stilts. His development was stunted by malnutrition and neglect

>>4525305
We'll get there when we get there.
But let's just say he doesn't work well with authority figures. If he was asked to join his response would be the same as Zoros was to BW
"Okay. If I become your leader"
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>>4525310
>His development was stunted by malnutrition and neglect

As was most of the characters in One Piece. If they can pull that kids nod of miraculous recovery bullshit out of their ass, so can we!

On a side note, since most people wouldn't be stupid enough to try and steal a tax ship, that just means security is lax, right?

If we just impersonate the tax man after we take them over, then no one feathers will be ruffled, right?

Until we decide to stop playing Shakespear and move on, that is.
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>>4525503
That's somewhat accurate. No people are dumb enough to mess with the Celestials. But that doesn't mean they don't have security.
It's there and it IS tough. Just not to the degree one would expect from something so vitally important
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>>4525546
So, easily within our malnourished reach then? That's good to hear. Wouldn't want it to be too easy now, would we?
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Hina groans as she lays there motionless. She could stand up but right now she feels like sitting for a while. At least until one of her subordinates barges in and disturbing her sulking. He mumbles something at which point Hina realizes her ears are still ringing like crazy. She sticks a finger in and starts rubbing her ear canal.
"WHAT?"

"Are you okay Captain?"

"Sigh. Yes. But I need a light."
She gets a match from the Seaman. This might be her last smoke for the day even though she usually smokes like a chimney. Because nothing is going to beat this one.
"God. Alright let's get back to work! Tell the men to fish out Jango and give Hina a status report. Now!"

"M-Ma'am! Our ship is dead in the water ma'am! The female pirate tore all our sails to shreds."

"Fine. Then we use the paddles."

"No good ma'am. The wheel is also broken. We're sitting ducks. We already called HQ for help."

"And what about the fish-man?"

"We're not 100% sure about the status below deck. A lot of chaos-"

Just as he said that a man beaten black and blue all over the place stumbles in, his uniform hangs off of him in tatters.
"Ensign Jamal reporting for duty! We valiantly hid from the enemy! Luckily the fish-man was merciful. He beat us up buuuut not much."
He says that as if he wasn't about to fall over any second. Well, at least he's alive and didn't suffer any permanent wounds, only long lasting ones. All in all this was a complete travesty.

Hina finishes her cigarette before saying anything to her men. She needs to process this as much as they do. Why was she alive? Every scenario ran through her head when she got knocked out. Either the pirate was going to finish her off and that's that. Alternatively he could've tried to subdue her for a slow death at which point she could reverse things and make sure he can't use that weird scream again. Either way one of them was going to die. But for him to just leave like that? It made no sense to her.

"Anything missing?"
She asks.
"One of them had a huge sack."

"N-Not much Captain. Just some spare weapons and a few nautical charts which are useless without an Eternal Pose to navigate with."

Hina slapped herself on the forehead and groaned.
"Idiots..."
This is bad. With pirates like these ones the word "impossible" is not going to cut it. They'll find a way.
"I need to make a report."

She climbs out of the rubble and makes her way to the den den mushi she just used. It was still on. Great. More trouble. After picking it up and speaking she hears a voice coming from the other side.
"This is comms officer Bradley. May I know WHY is one of my men currently foaming at the mouth and bleeding from the ears?"

"This is Captain Hina speaking. I'll write a detailed report for both you and Marine HQ. You can deduce it from that. Oh... and one more thing. I have a message to Vice-admiral Tsuru. You can tell her to BITE ME!"
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She slams down the snail in anger. Shit. She may have gone overboard with that one. Still, this isn't what she signed up for. But she can't quit now can she? Not when she got tangled up with something like that. She can send her report all the way to the Fleet Admiral but the higher ups will just shut him down until the problem becomes too big to ignore at which point it's too late. But things may have actually reached that point. They got their hands at confidential information. Who knows what sort of chaos they can unleash with that? Especially that chaotic captain.

"O-Orders Captain?"

"Yeah... Listen up men! We'll have to wait for supplies and reinforcements! But after that we'll chase down those maggots! Nobody gets away with humiliating the marines! UNDERSTOOD?!"

"HOORAH!"

At this point Fullbody comes back with his unconscious buddy resting on his shoulder.
"Don't worry Captain! We're all behind you 100%! Even if he had such dancing that I felt compassion towards him for a moment... an evil person like that can't keep getting away with this!"
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Holy shit man I thought you were dead!

Man German hollow was the shit, I’m gonna go catch up on this in the archives now
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>>4524734
>"Flame Bat" is the only viable alternative that comes to mind
>Not "Firebat"
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If all goes well I'll run tomorrow at 15:00 GMT again

>>4526782
To be fair, I was
Then some asshole roused me from my eternal rest
I'm still not sure if I should thank the guy or slap him for it. But here I am.
Glad to have you back anon

>>4526784
>>4524734
I like Pyrobat
Though if we go by One Piece meme names it'd have to be Chilly Bat
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>>4526784
>Need a light?
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>>4526784
Eh, Firebat is fine but I felt that Flame Bat rolled off the tongue better, so I disregarded the former option

>>4526973
>I like Pyrobat
This is also fi-
>Though if we go by One Piece meme names it'd have to be Chilly Bat
I-what? But "Chilly" is the opposite of heat, how-
I am *perplexed*!

Perhaps I should have paid more attention to the way Oda names things
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>>4527026
I think they mean "chilly" as in the spicy food.
Pepper Bat has a nice pop to it.
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>>4527032
But chilly isn't chili. Nor is it Chile. This is beyond science.
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>>4527038
Eh I forgot it was spelled differently, anon probably did too.
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>>4527042
>>4527038
No that was spelled intentionally like that for reasons
Sorry for dropping the trip. Playing somewhere else

>>4527032
Ooooh... if we'd get a food themed naming going on I could use that as well
Heh. More good wordplay material
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>>4527048
We are a Ghost-face Bat right? So if we have an attack that is named Pepper Bat then the stronger version would be Ghost Pepper Bat. And scream/heat based attacks could be named after the Alarm scale for chilli, the higher the number the hotter the blast.
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>>4527250
Like the scoville scale? Signifying the attacks strength with a number or heat level?
I dig it.

Maybe we can combine it with the already established sound one.
"0 unit whisper"
"10.000 unit scream"
How does it sound?
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>>4527257
I was thinking more like going from Alarm Blast to 5 Alarm Blast. Using scoville units for big attacks works but "0 unit whisper" just doesn't sound good, well I guess it would work for an attack that has some subtler effect.
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Got some slight technical problems
Left my usb cable at home, can't use my phone to post the first scene
We'll experience slight delays I'm afraid
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Your eyes light up as do Marcellas at the prospect of a ship filled to the brim with shiny treasure. You giggle with her while Gu starts counting.
"Hmmmm. Would that be enough to buy new spoons? I'm starting to run out."

But as you're already thinking about spending the money you don't even have yet you get BONK'd on the head by Jaws.
"Don't even think about it."

"OW Jaws! I am the captain so we do what I say!"

"Not if it's stupid. Even if we were full on supplies, which we are not, we don't even know where we are. So before we do anything we should follow the pose, restock and get our bearings. Once we know which island we're on MAYBE we can think about finding that ship."

After hearing him out you decide it's all bologne and you'll go after the treasure ship anyway but a second BONK quickly changes your mind. So it's full sails ahead to the next island. The problem is that you don't exactly know how far that is. Turns out, quite far. Far enough for you to encounter one of th Grand Lines famous storms. For four days and nights you struggle against the elements with people rotating between resting and backbreaking labor on deck or in the hull.

But even though most of your sails are in tatters, even though your main mast is cracked and even though all your clothes are wetter than the sea floor, you survived. Yet the clouds did not part. It's still raining enough that not even you want to go out and play in it. But at least the sea is calm now.

"BORED."
You cry whilst locked in the mess hall with everyone else.

"So read your Bible..."
Marcella off-handedly dismisses you.

"TOO Bored!"
You headbutt the table. This isn't what you signed up for when hoisting the black flag.

You look around the room to see how your crewmembers are warding off the mindnumbing dullness. Gu is concocting some warm soup to revitalize the crew. But it looks like something died in it. Hagetaka is sitting at the other side of the table carving some wood. Murray is squatting with his back to the wall, several glasses of water are resting still on his body. And Marcella is reading todays newspaper, how she acquired a dry piece of paper is a mystery to you.
Perhaps you can help/annoy one of them.

>Jaws
>Gu
>Marcella
>Hagetaka
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SORRY SORRY
I got fucked on the way home
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>>4528298
>ask jaws to help you practice fishman karate, out in the rain
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>>4528298
>Hagetaka
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>>4528298
>Marcella
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>>4528298
>>Marcella
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>>4528298
>Gu
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>>4528298
>Hagetaka
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>>4528298
>Gu
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>>4528298
>Hagetaka
Finish the tattoo.
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That looks like Hagetaka broke the stalemate
>writing
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You slide over to Angel, completely disregarding her personal space.
"What are you doing?"

"I'm carving a totem. It brings luck and looks nice. We used to sell it for a lot to unsuspecting tourists who don't know any better."

"Is that a bear?"

"Correct. I'm surprised you're so well versed in rare and exotic animals. Indeed it is the fabled bear."
Looks like an ordinary brown bear to you. If it were a panda or a red panda you'd have something else to say about it but as it stands it's just a bear.
"We have many totems like this one. All from the time before our great migration. So I've never seen any of them. We have things like the South Bird or the Great Serpent-"
Both of those sound infinitely more interesting than a regular bear. You'd like to tell her that bears aren't that special but you'll let her have her dreams.
"Would you like to try making one?"

"Actually I was thinking if you could finish my tattoo."

"Ah yes, I almost forgot. Certainly. But could you wait for a bit? I'd like to finish this."

You nod and watch her slicing away at the piece of wood. To you it already looked like a bear enough but as she continued it became more detailed and lifelike. It was less like she was carving an image into the material and more like it was already there and she just freed it. Once she's satisfied she puts down her carving knife, cleans off the table and has you lay down on it stomach first and half naked. She sits on top of you and begins jamming her pointy instrument in your skin with the same zeal she was carving the wood. But as you lay there you start feeling BORED again. This is nowhere near as exciting as you thought. The only interesting part is the tattoo being applied to your skin and you can't exactly see that.

Maybe some small talk would help pass the time.

>Ask Angel about her culture
>Tell me about yourself
>How's the pirate life?
>Other?
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>>4528337
>Ask Angel about her culture
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>>4528337
>Tell me about yourself
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>>4528337
>Ask Angel about her culture
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>>4528337
>>Ask Angel about her culture
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Learning about the fucking Shandians huh?
Seriously, what was their problem?
>writing
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"You seem fond of your old home. What was it like?"

"I've never actually been there. We moved away a long long time ago. Before me or my grandma were born."
She seems, it's hard to put into words what she looks and sounds like as she carries with herself a sadness you've never quite felt before. It's not quite like the sharp pain you felt before, more like a dull pressure that slowly erodes ones mind.
"I told you there was a sickness in our homeland didn't I? Nobody knew where it came from, some said it was because God was angry with us-"
That doesn't sound like the guy you know.
"Mostly those who didn't want to leave no matter what. They thought if God forgave us for the bad things we did he'd spare us. But some of us were... afraid. Those were my ancestors. They left our great home of Jaya for safety."

"But it did work didn't it?"

"Yes. And they never returned. Both because they didn't know how to and because they thought the sickness would claim them."

"Then that's a good thing. No? Why are you sad?"

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't concern you. But we are told the full story when we are little. We know what we abandoned when we left our home. You know, our home was more to us than a place to live. It was where our ancestors lived in spirit. And it was the place where my people had a very important task. When my ancestors left... they were branded cowards and traitors."
Angel is now sniffling as she tries to hold back her tears.
"Truth be told. Sometimes I wish they didn't leave. Even if it means I wouldn't have been born!"

"Well that's the stupidest thing I've heard..."
You feel a powerful prick as she jabs the needles into your flesh in a not so friendly manner.

"What. Did you. Just SAY?"

"Because if you were not born how could I have met you?"

You feel her hand shake for a little and then it draws the brush out of you.
"I'm... sorry Silver."

"For what?"

"Never mind. Do you have an idea for a design yet? I'm about done with the basic outlines."

>Some tribal patterns like yours will do
>Can you paint the sea on it?
>I want a HUGE bat!
>Other?
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>>4528409
>Some tribal patterns like yours would be nice
>Why not include the names of my crew around the outside?
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>>4528409
>>I want a HUGE bat!
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>>4528409
>Can you paint the sea on it?
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>>4528422
+1
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>>4528409
>I want a HUGE bat!
>"A flaming one!"
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>>4528418
>>4528422
>>4528438
>>4528446
Okay. How about we get a bit wild?

>writing
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Will take a short break to eat dinner
Be right back
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"How about the sea? Can you do that?"

"I guess. But wouldn't that be a bit bland?"

"Hmmmm. Okay! then how about a HUGE bat coming out of the waves? And it's on FIRE! And have everyones names written in the water!"

"Well now you swung over to the other side. No matter. I think we can do that. But the names might be a bit much. You don't have enough skin. How about just the initials?"

"Okay!"

The procedure continues without much of an issue, though the boat rocking back and forth did earn you a couple of more painful jabs but that's about it. Finally you get to see the result of the painful operation with the help of a mirror. A flaming, screaming bat erupting from the waves with the initials of the others strewn across the heavens above. A bit gaudy but it's nothing less than what you deserve. When done you give Angel a big ol' hug which makes her drop her tool on the ground and everyone briefly stop what they are doing to watch.
"THANK YOU!"

Quickly parting from her you run outside and let the rainstorm cleanse your body. The water carries the blood from your back and washes it clean so your new tattoo is proudly displayed for all to see. Liberating.
Almost as much as what you see next.

The clouds part and the sea calms down. After almost an entire week the sun has shown itself. Finally some stability, meaning you entered the climate of a nearby island. The temperature rapidly changes to a much warmer, much drier one, meaning you're about to find a Summer Island. Quickly you get your crew to come out and double their efforts. You got a port to find! In a few hours you finally see that blessed landmass. A bright yellow jewel pierces the endless blue of the sea.
"LAND HO!"

Your excitement mounts to the point that you feel like jumping off the ship and flying over there. Luckily Marcella stops you from doing anything reckless.
"Hold on a minute! Silver! Aren't you forgetting something? We have a jolly roger now! Everyone will know we're pirates now. Do you get what I'm saying?"

>It's gonna be fiiine!
>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.
>Other?
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>>4528516
>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.
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>>4528516
>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.
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>>4528516
>>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.

So now Silver will carry the names of his crew on his back eh? We need to start recruiting and cover his entire body.
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>>4528516
>>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.
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>>4528516
>It's gonna be fiiine!
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>>4528516
>Okay, okay. We'll do things your way for once.
>>4528520
That'd be pretty sweet.
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Listening to the smart one? That's not the chad way you pussies
But it does have its own benefits/curses

Let's see what sort of a natural or unnatural formation you find where you can dock
3d10 best of 3, dc 15, crit 20
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Rolled 2, 7, 2 = 11 (3d10)

>>4528549
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Rolled 8, 7, 3 = 18 (3d10)

>>4528549
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Rolled 6, 1, 10 = 17 (3d10)

>>4528549
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>>4528555
>>4528560
>>4528562
Well you won't get Royally screwed. But you won't get to have it easy either
>writing
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"Fine, fine. We'll do it your way. OKAY! I'll take the wheel!"
But you get cucked out of that bit of fun as well when Jaws takes control of the ship.

"Sorry Captain. Can't have you joyriding again and get us spotted."

"Yosh!"
Marcella claps her hands together and feels ecstatic about taking charge for once.
"Take us away from the port Murray! We'll find ourselves a nice little beach and anchor down!"

Angel keeps an eye on the town you see in the distance and she keeps you updated regarding its position. Sailing far away from it you pass by a cave but the others quickly shut off any attempt you make to steer them towards it. Same with the small river leading inland. Along the way you pass by several small settlements along the coast, all of which appear to be long abandoned. Instead you follow Hooks instructions and dock in a beach in another corner of the island. That should be far enough that nobody will easily find you but not far enough for the journey to be too inconvenient, at least that's the idea.

After securing the ship you take a boat to the beach and take your first step on dry land in a WHILE. Unfortunately your eagerness is dampened quite a bit as you realize just how hot and dry the air is here. Jaws especially is taking it bad.
"Oh what the hell is this?"
He asks as he looks over the area. It's a desert alright, just not the sandy kind. There are rocky formations all over the place and the ground is cracked like your lips are about to be. You notice a fly which was onboard your ship finally take its leave. It gets about five meters away from you before it combusts in a puff of flame.
"This does not bode well."

"Neither does that."
You point forward and alert the others to another anomaly.
A figure can be seen in the distance. It's far away but it's getting closer. You watch for about ten minutes as the small figure gets close enough to make out what it is. It's a camel, crawling on all fours, drawing a line in the dirt behind it. And it looks like it's about to die of thirst.

"We're so gonna die-"
"We're so gonna die-"
"We're so gonna die-"
"We're so gonna die-"
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And that's where I'm ending things.
I'm still miffed about not being able to start in my usual time. Whatever, we'll do better next time.
I'll try to update the pastebin a little tomorrow. Add some stuff to Silver, add Hagetaka, etc.
Those are my main concerns for now but if you got something else then just yell at me.
Next session should be on Thursday at 15:00 GMT. Don't know if I can run on Friday or Saturday but I'll try. Will update soon
Good night

Oh. And here's a little teaser of what you can expect on this island. There will be a lot.
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>>4528620
Thanks for the run Spooks.
>spoiler
Fuck. I hope it's not Marcella's number one asshole.
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>>4528620
Thanks for running
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>>4528673
It might be. Might be any of the other ones, excluding two for obvious reasons
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I added a few things that were left out of the pastes. Silver got a few buffs and is now a proper-er sailor.
Hagetaka was finally added
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>>4530299
It's good to know Silver is getting more seamanly.
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>>4530309
All thanks to Hook and her excellent seaman related skills.
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>>4530299
>no pastebin link in thread
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>>4530325
https://pastebin.com/V5mh2Pa8
https://pastebin.com/wJpjGUtP
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>>4530330
Man Silver really got screwed over by being a slave. 5'5" for life sounds pretty miserable.
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>>4530325
Ah yes. My mistake forgive me and my smooth brain. I knew I forgot something but didn't know what

Here's my twitter: @SpookyngQM
pastebins:
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It's impossible to tell exactly how long your log will take to pick up the next islands magnetic signal, not to mention your food and water reserves are dwindling. So despite nobody really wanting it you're forced to cross the rocky desert in search of civilization. At first it's not too bad, the scenery is pretty and you have fun with passing by tumbleweed, tumblesnakes and tumblelizards. But curling up into a ball and rolling around looses its charm after a while and the less is said about the heat the better. Your crewmembers are taking the scorching, arid weather rather poorly, especially Jaws whose skin is quickly drying out and turning brown. And now you're starting to crave fried fish for some reason.

"How big... is this desert?"
Marcella complains with her tongue hanging out. She long since took off her suit and pulled it over her head to protect it from the sun. The others had to take similar measures. Maybe your chosen attires were not cut out for this island after all.

"It's shame we didn't see a port coming here, huh?"

"Who the hell told Silver about sass? I'll kill them... And how the hell aren't you sweating?"
Marcella keeps talking as if to distract herself from her condition.

"I don't know. I feel fine."

But the rest definitely don't. Gu already took off his scarf and half scaring Angel to death, Murray tried spitting up some water just so he could drink a bit and only dust came out, Marcella is already contemplating removing even her shirt and Hagetaka already borrowed your suit just so she could cover her exposed skin. You'll need to do something about it because jerky does not make for good companions.
>Keep it together guys! The town can't be far now!
>Let's find someplace to take a break
>There should be a better way for traversing the desert...
>Other?
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>>4531165
>There should be a better way for traversing the desert...
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>>4531165
>>There should be a better way for traversing the desert...
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>>4531165
>There should be a better way for traversing the desert...
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>>4531165
>There should be a better way for traversing the desert...
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Helping your homies is always important
Let's see what you find
3d10 best of 3, dc 12, crit 17
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Rolled 2, 2, 7 = 11 (3d10)

>>4531185
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Rolled 9, 6, 9 = 24 (3d10)

>>4531185
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>>4531196
Wow. Getting his ass handed to him by Jimbo really did make Silver take the training wheels off
>writing
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Rolled 4, 1, 8 = 13 (3d10)

>>4531185
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>>4531165
If silver's devil fruit can generate heat, then maybe he can control the heat around him?
It might be possible for him to push the heat out of the air around him...
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>>4531210
He's not an AC. His body temperature is just high. If he tried that all he'd do is heat up the air even more
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>>4531212
...Use his wings to fan everybody, then?
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You tell the others to have a little rest under the shade of one of the mountains while you go ahead and search for something to make the journey a bit easier. Shortly after leaving them behind you manage to find exactly the kind of thing you wanted through sheer luck and a bit of listening to the ground. A run down but functional cart can be seen half sticking out of the ground, next to it are a bunch of skeletons lying around and what appears to be hands coming out of the ground. With this many skeletons it must've been quite a party!

You carefully examine the cupped hands and realize they are made out of wood. And that they are holding some sort of mystery liquid that looks thick, syrupy and has a lot of stuff floating in it. You think to yourself "Hey! Free soup!" and quickly drink the whole thing because it doesn't look any worse than what Gu usually serves you. It's not bad, tastes kinda like a devil fruit. You end up drinking the whole thing to gather your strength for lifting the cart out of the sand. But before you could begin you hear the sound of guns being cocked. You look around and see about half a dozen men on horsebacks, aiming their guns at you. They start laughing while their leader speaks.

"Well well well what do we have here? A'ight boy, put 'em up! No funny stuff now. Just empty ye'r pockets and we won't have no problem."

You sigh and walk up to him, completely disregarding the pistol in your face and with a simple motion bury the head of his horse in the ground. After yanking him out of the saddle you whoop his ass so hard his bandit friends forget to stop you out of sheer terror. After beating him and his horse black and blue you hold him by the collar and look him in the eye.
"Say sorry."

"SORRY! SORRY! PLEASE! NO MORE!"

"Good. Now the rest."
They also say sorry, hell they even get off their horses and bow down while apologizing. Now that you've diffused the situation with your eloquence and quick thinking you have a small band of armed bandits at your mercy. What to do...

>Okay you can go now. Try not to cause any more trouble
>Their clothing seems more suited to this climate. Have them strip
>Make them pull your cart
>Other?
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>>4531215
That's smart... too smart.
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>>4531222
>"Now, you boys are gonna tell me what i want to know, understand?"

>1. Where are we? What's the name of this island?
>2. Where's the nearest town? If you lie to me, i'll find you and break your legs.
>3. Do you fine gentlemen happen to have bounties on your heads? I could use a quick buck.
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>>4531212
Going with one piece logic could Silver use Ember by shedding fur while his body temperature is high enough?
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>>4531222
>"Now, you boys are gonna tell me what i want to know, understand?"
>1. Where are we? What's the name of this island?
>2. Where's the nearest town?
>3. Do you fine gentlemen happen to have bounties on your heads? I could use a quick buck.

>Make them pull your cart
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>>4531222
>Their clothing seems more suited to this climate. Have them strip
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>>4531228
Ember?
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>>4531234
The pokemon move.
Literally, blowing embers at someone.
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>>4531234
What >>4531237 said
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Interrogation and slave labor. Got it
>writing
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You see an opportunity and take your chance. With a smug grin you slap their leader and speak up while trying to sound as tough as you can manage.
"Now, you boys are gonna tell me what I want to know. Understand?"
He tries to say yes but you slap him again, not quite getting how this is supposed to go.
"You tell me what I want to know. Nothing else. Understand? Now. Where are we? What's the name of the island?"

"T-This 'ere land is the land of Bandera s-sir!"

You slap him again.
"Captain."

"CAPTAIN!"

You slap him yet again.
"Now where's the nearest town? And don't lie or I'll slap you again!"

"It be thataway! The port town o' Portland! Stupid name we know but what can ya do? That there is the capital o' the whole o' Bandera captain!"

"Huh... that small place? Aren't there any bigger towns?"

"Nope! Now folks say there used to be but who knows? That was so long ago we wasn't even born. Only our grampappys knew of that place."

"Wow. That must've been long ago indeed."

"Actually it been only about 20 years."

"B-But you guys look so old-"

"We be brothers captain! The Jenkins Brothers! I be Billy Jenkins and I'm 19 years ol' I am!"

"Ah so you have a name then! Do you guys happen to have any bounties on your heads? I need some pocket money-"

He starts protesting and saying how they don't. In fact they are wanted but they have exactly 0 belly on their heads. The reason being is that the local sheriff is a mighty son of a gun who'll hunt 'em all down no matter what for no money. What a strange place. At first you don't even believe it but they do appear to be telling the truth. At least they don't sound like they are lying. Nodding you leave Billy Jenkins behind for just long enough for him to get comfortable. But then you lift the cart out of the sand with one hand, put it down and tell them that now they'll be the ones pulling it.
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With your new carriage drawn by the horses and the bandits riding them you return to your crew. Truth be told at first they thought they were hallucinating when they saw horses walking on two legs and pulling a cart with a rope but once you came in view they understood it all perfectly. You had everyone sit down while the brothers and their equines do all the hard work. Along the way you ask a few other questions from them like how many towns there are and if there are any other places of interest.

Apparently the island is quite big and peppered with several small settlements here and there. But they all answer to a central leadership which is located in Portland. It was moved there because some years ago a great drought ravaged the land, leaving the big city in ruins. Now only small towns can survive with what limited resources there are. Out of all of them Portland is the most prosperous thanks to it being the only place with a port. They mainly survive through the extensive trade and the import of vast quantities of water.

As to your second question the Jenkins brothers don't have many answers to that. Apparently outside of civilized areas the whole island is just one giant death trap. But they do tell you about a place called the Devils Bumhole that everyone should avoid at all cost. Supposedly it's a place so dangerous you'll die if you get anywhere near it. But they don't actually get to tell you more about it as you arrive within viewing distance of Portland. Once that happens Billy Jenkins gets on his knees and starts pleading to you.

"Sir- ER! Captain please! If you have a heart in ya' you won't make us go there! The sheriff and the mayor will have us hanged if they catch us!"

>They earned their freedom. They can go
>You'll take us there. But I promise you won't get hanged
>I don't care
>Other?
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>>4531298
>You'll take us there. But I promise you won't get hanged.
Can we use them as deckhands? Do crews in One Piece typically have such simple members?
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>>4531298
>They earned their freedom. They can go
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>>4531302
Yes they do. Most do in fact.
The Straw Hats are actually the exception in almost every category when it comes to pirate crews
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>>4531298
>>You'll take us there. But I promise you won't get hanged
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>>4531302
Do you really want these guys in the crew?
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>>4531313
They don't have to be strong, and they seem to be terrified of us, so I don't really see them trying anything on us. I don't see any downsides to it.
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>>4531298
>>You'll take us there. But I promise you won't get hanged
>From this day forward, you're now deckhands of the silver pirates! You'll enjoy such luxuries as food, water, and honest labor!
>smack billy across the face again
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>>4531298
>>4531320
I'm changing to this.
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Sometimes I don't get you guys. But that's okay
There are no mistakes here. Just happy little accidents
Though this may have been in fact a mistake
Anyway
>writing

Oh and I'll be rolling for something in my next post. I'll show you what I rolled for but it'll be a spoiler in case you want to get surprised
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Rolled (1d0)

Things go in an ascending order. The first one being 1 and the last being 10

Teach
Law
Kid
Apoo
Bege
Hawkins
Drake
Killer
Bonny
Urouge
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Rolled 9 (1d10)

>>4531345
>1d0
How retarded am I?
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>>4531349
Bonny's either dying or the only one who survives.
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>>4531349
Silver is a chick magnet.
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"Kekeke!"

"Oh no-"
Your entire crew with the exception of Angel sighs. They know what is coming.

"Don't worry about that guys! I won't let you guys get hanged!"

"W-Why not?"

You slap Billy across the face one last time.
"Because I don't let my crewmembers get hurt!"
At this point you get jumped by Jaws, Hook and Toxin each one of the vying to strangle you personally. They don't seem to agree with your recruitment policy and say that you shouldn't just invite every random schmuck you meet. But you roar at them that you'll invite whomever you please even if they'll just be deckhands or emergency food in the case of the horses. They beat you up mercilessly but you stroll into town with the Jenkins brothers regardless.

But you don't get far before you get stopped by a weirdo riding a white horse. He stops your wagon and takes a closer look at the people pulling it. They appear to be scared shitless of him.
"Well I'll be. If it ain't the Jenkins Brothers. Damn if it doesn't feel good seeing y'all lookin' like this! But I'm a bit confused. Y'all'd be so kind as to explain to me what in Sam Hell am I lookin' at here? And who in tarnation would you be? I ain't never seen any guys or gals with mugs like yours-"

"Hi. I'm Silver!"

"Silver hmmm?"
The man reaches into a pocket on his saddle and takes out a stack of papers from it. He quickly flips through them before pulling one out.
"Ah I knew I've seen you somewhere. A pirate hmmm? Well whoever you are I must thank ye' for deliverin' us from these little hooligans. They've been makin' all sorts o' trouble 'round these parts. Now if you'll excuse me I'll take 'em off your hand."

"No."

The cowboy freezes for a moment but he just adjusts his hat and chuckles.
"Wow. I almost pity you lads. Here I am tryin' to give you a nice quick hangin' but then mister pirate comes in and decides to make y'all suffer longer."
He then turns his attention back to you.
"Sorry 'bout that. I admit I'm a bit sad to not see these guys get what's due but somehow I doubt I could match what y'all have in store for 'em. Name's Luke, Luke McKinsey. I'm the Sheriff 'round these parts. You pirates right?"

"Yup."

"If you don't mind me askin' where did y'all dock? Y'know we have a port 'ere, right?"

You shoot a smug glance at Marcella but right now she's too overwhelmed with the heat to even care about it anymore. She just waves you off and you reply to the sheriff.
"We got lost in a storm and docked at a beach. Did not see the town."

"Ah that makes sense. Well let me be the one to welcome you to Bandera. We a Worl' Gov'ment affiliated country but we don't take it too seriously. 'S long as you don' break our rules we're fine with you. So cause no trouble and enjoy your stay."
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>>4531392
hey this time it wasn't me okay? blame the dice
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>>4531395
The dice want him to be ara bait. Unsure if cultured or deviant dice. More investigation required.
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>>4531410
Bonny is DEFINITELY not ara ara
Bonny is reverse-rape at best. And the angry kind
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>>4531415
>reverse-rape
Woah she takes him out to dinner first? And she's MAD about it? She skips straight to married couple looking for a divorce. Nice.
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>>4531415
Don't try to pull anything on Silver. He doesn't deserve it.
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"So apparently they are okay with pirates here! Cool!"

"Silver... please... I'll listen to your jabs all day. Just... water!"

"Sorry sorry! Well, you heard her! Take us to water!"

But the brothers don't move. Instead they just stare at you like at some sort of an abomination. They ask if you're crazy or not because talking back to the Sheriff like that is tantamount to suicide. Apparently he's the only law enforcer on the entire island. And aside the Jenkins Brothers themselves there are hardly any more criminals left. Sounds scary but he hasn't done anything to anger or intimidate you so it doesn't matter.

You get to the local watering hole after calming your "horses" down a bit and your crewmembers almost have to crawl in they are so exhausted. You park the Jenkins brothers in the shade and go in after your crew. The place doesn't really feel like any tavern you've been to. There's no music, hardly anybody in there and it's dirty as hell with piles upon piles of plates towering above you, threatening to burry the whole place should someone bump into them hard enough. The only other people in there aside you are crowded around a single woman who seems to be responsible for this mess. She keeps shoving food down her gullet, loudly burping occasionally and always demanding more food even whilst chewing.

You decide to ignore her for now because she's loud, nasty and you got more important things to do. The bartender didn't even want to serve you as he was busy hiding under the counter. He seems to be in a state of shock, muttering "please no more" over and over again. After a few snaps of your finger you manage to get his attention and order drinks for everyone. But before everyone could get their share of water or milk a sizable chicken bone flies past your head, breaking a bottle on the wall.
"HEY! WHAT'S THE HOLD-UP?! I NEED MORE PIZZA NOW!"

>Ignore that and ask the bartender about the town and the island
>Walk over and kindly ask her to keep it down. Your friends are very thirsty
>Let's see how she likes it when you butt into her business. Start ordering food...
>Other?
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>>4531421
>Walk over and kindly ask her to keep it down. Your friends are very thirsty
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>>4531421
>Ignore the brat, acquire water
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>>4531421
>Ignore the brat, acquire water.
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>>4531430
Bonney is like five years older than you
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>>4531433
Doesn't make her any less of a brat
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>>4531433
Yea she's acting like a kid right now, more so than Silver, which is actually impressive.
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>>4531421
>>4531430
I'll third this, getting water is a priority.
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>Silver suppresses the dumb for the sake of the boys
It truly is like pottery
>writing
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>>4531449
Silver loves his homies. He probably loves them more them himself.
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You ignore that chicken bone even though you see some scraps of cartilage on it and instead help the bartender forget the pain of having a girl eat him out of house and home for a little bit.
"Ice tea for everyone please. And milk for me."

The confused guy takes a good look at your crew and realizes how dire the situation is. He produces a pitcher of iced tea for each of them and gets you a barrel of milk after you correct him about how much you want. You pay him right afterwards, earning a few happy tears from him. He probably thinks that if that woman behind you doesn't pay he'll become destitute. To help him forget more you start asking him about things here because you really need information. You do remember a few things the others were wondering about like how long it takes for the pose to set or if you can buy supplies anywhere. Sadly you forgot the details so you don't make much sense. But the bartender is quite used to talking with drunk people who are almost as bad as you are at speaking.

"Well if you want to know it takes about 9 days for the pose to set here. As for supplies, you're in luck because this is the only town that has more than one store. Because we have the only functioning port. Sadly unless you want to buy guns you won't find anything local. Even the water gets imported here."

"Why?"

"Haven't you seen? Everything is dry. It hardly ever rained here but about 20 years ago we lost almost all our drinking water. No water, no farms, no food. We even lost the thing that made us famous, you see we used to have this thing called "oyul". Wonderful thing it was. You could set it on fire and it'd burn so well. It heated our homes, lit our streets and so much more. Now we have nothing but our old mines."

"Mines?"

"Yeah. Just about the only not worthless things on this island. We have rich lead and silver mines. We sell it all so we can buy our essential supplies. Part of the reason why we can be part of the World Government despite being so poor."

"Really? Why?"

"Well... I'm not supposed to tell you but what the hell you seem like decent folk. Our buyers are two of the famous Shichibukai! Sir Crocodile the hero of Alabasta and Donquixote Doflamingo the king of Dressrosa! Isn't that something?"

"It sure is!"
*sip*
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As you keep talking with the old guy your friends are done chugging their pitchers and slam them down, completely rehydrated and ready to roll.
"Ah! Much better! Oy Silver! What are you talking about?"

"I have no idea Hook!"
*sip*

"Figures. HEY OLD MAN! Does this dustball have a place where we can buy some clothes?"

"Erm... yes we do?"

"Great!"
Marcella slams on the table and gets the others to do the same.
"I might as well throw these rags out because they are more sweat than clothes! Seriously, your country SUCKS! Okay guys who's with me?"
They all raise their hands.

"Don't need to remind us..."

As they leave Marcella ruffles your hair and actually shows some gratitude for dragging them out of the desert. Then to restore balance she tells you to not do anything stupid while they are gone and calls you an idiot. After they leave you ask the owner for another round of milk to go and after paying, prepare to head out as well. While the others are gone you're free to explore the place for anything interesting! However as you reach the exit you hear something.

"Hey, kid."
It's not even her calling out to you that makes you stop but the sudden lack of plates cluttering.
"Watch yourself out there. This place reeks of death."

"I heard..."
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That's all for today.
With that the intro is done. If it all works out this will be our first adult sized adventure
I'll try to run on Friday or Saturday. One or the other. Will try to update in time
Have a good night
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>>4531479
Alright, thanks for the run Spooky
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>>4531479
Thanks for running
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>>4531479
It was fun, as always. I'm really liking this place. I like westerns a lot, so this should be fun.
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Ah shit time to step on Crocoboy and Joker's toes
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Not going to run today. Busy.
Saturday should be good though. 15:00 GMT
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>>4531920
Funny thing is, it would hardly even matter. Doffy has like a million connections and he's a "busy man" jacking it to SMILEing as we speak. Him loosing a single supplier of lead won't earn his animosity just a few hired assassins just for appearances
Crocoboy would take it personally because he actually needs the silver but... we know what's happening right now
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>>4532461
You know you shouldn't have told us the island is basically free money now we have to wreck it.
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>>4532648
Who said anything about "free"?
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>>4532769
Pft, what're they gonna do, shoot us?

-Man shot to death
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So we are in the western island, we have to get a cool gun while we are at it. And maybe a sombrero.
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>>4533076
>no poncho
Cringe
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>>4532769
Fine
Free but we got to pick it up ourselves
>>4532849
>pic related
>>4533076
We already have a nice hat what we need is a good pair of boots
>>4533149
>cover a five suit with a poncho
cringe
You only put an overcoat and a scarf over a fine suit
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>>4533851
Bolo tie or we riot
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>>4533860
Hell yeah
Or maybe a big ass belt buckle that says BAT
BATTY?
Something
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You make a mental note of the loud, smelly and frankly disgusting girls ominous warning before heading into town. Even though you SHOULD wait for your friends to come back from clothes shopping you get a feeling that this place probably has a lot of fun things on offer for someone like you. And after a casual stroll through the main street you do find 3 particular things that you fancy.

First, it seems like the locals had quite a good time watching you walking around. All the gruff men laughed and ridiculed you whilst the women just giggled about how "cute" you are. The subject of their interest was your sword. They called you a kid waving a wooden stick around and other such flattering things. Seems like nobody around here appreciates the glorious melee weapons and instead guns reign supreme. It's annoying but it does mean you can probably acquire some quality firearms here.

The second were the gossips you picked up with your sharp ears. A lot of gossiping is going around about some sort of disease spreading on top of the already terrible drought and the famine brought by it. As they say "When it rains, it pours" but the locals don't seem to believe in random chance screwing them over. No, instead the words "curse" and "witch" seem to pop up whenever the conversation is about some sort of a malady striking the island. Interesting.

And last but not least, you hear actual music coming from somewhere! Wonderful! Looks like that pink haired pig can't be a big enough party pooper to shut down all the bars around town! True, this one seems to be a bit more gaudy and a lot less your style, there are a LOT of people in there and people are wearing some very silly costumes but it's still a bar. So you can at least have some fun in there.

>Time to buy some guns!
>Investigate the strange rumors going around
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
>Other?
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>>4533906
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
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>>4533906
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
Can't have a Wild West episode without a potential bar fight
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>>4533906
>>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
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>>4533906
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
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>>4533906
>>Time to buy some guns!
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>>4533906
>Time to buy some guns!
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>>4533906
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
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>>4533906
>Enter the quirky little bar tavern and have some fun
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The guns will have to wait. Now it's time for the bitches!
>writing
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You kinda want a new gun... but the bar is RIGHT THERE! How can you ignore it like that? You dodge a guy who just got flung out the front door and start reading the name of the place. It is a silly one that makes no sense. It's named after a guy name L who's someone's Bro apparently. The rest of the name is missing, if there is any more at all.

Shrugging you go in and see more people wearing silly clothing. It's apparently the workers and there are two types of them, ones who wear so many fancy, frilly clothing they can hardly move and some are feeling so hot they are barely wearing anything at all. The owner is a big, fat lady smoking a very long cigarette. She alongside the other workers give you puzzled looks but when it looks like they are about to throw you out some of the other patrons address you directly.

"Hey kid! You lost?"
It's a man sitting around a table with three others. They all look very gruff wearing those big hats and dusters. They appear to be playing cards and they are all armed.

"Nah! I came looking for some fun!"

They almost spit out their drinks but they manage to swallow before laughing at you.
"Fuck me that's good! How about you join us then? You know how to play poker?"

"Nope!"
Eagerly you stroll up to them as they shuffle around to give you some room. Sitting down on the stool they drag over you look over your new playmates.
"So how do we do?"

"A'ight boys new round! So we start by betting. We all put 10.000 bellies in as a starter!"
You do as you're told and fork over 10 grand before you get your five cards.
"Now if you want to you can replace any number of your bad cards if you want to."

"Hmmmm... is it good if they are all the same color?"

They start laughing very loudly again, one of them even spills his drink.
"Yes! It's very good!"

"Then I'll keep them!"

"Alright! Now we can bet more money... I'm raising it up to 100.000 bellies!"
The others fold and don't want to play anymore.

"That's a lot. What if I don't want to pay that much?"

"You can fold of course! But that means you loose the money you already put in!"

"Hmmm then I'll put the money in! I want to win!"

"EXCELLENT!"

The guy reveals his hand after you meet his raise.
"Four of a kind! All aces! Sorry buddy but it don't get much better than that!"
He starts laughing and raking in the money when one of his men starts sweating so much a puddle is starting to form under him.
"What?!"
He glances over to your hand and freezes.
"R-Royal Flush?! H-How?! How did YOU WIN when WE CHEATED?!"

>Giggle and take your rightfully earned money
>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
>Other?
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>>4533944
>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
The punishment is a bullet to the face, by the way.
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>>4533944
>Giggle and take your rightfully earned money
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>>4533944
>>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
Why that's WRONG which means we are now morally obligated to do that thing we were already going to do
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>>4533944
>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
What's the point of playing a game if you're gonna cheat stupid
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>>4533944
>Giggle and take your rightfully earned money
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>>4533944
>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
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>>4533944
>>"Cheated you say?" (punish them)
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Well it's not like laying low was ever an option
A'ight

3d10+2 best of 3, dc 9, crit 17
>writing
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Rolled 9, 6, 7 + 2 = 24 (3d10 + 2)

>>4533978
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>>4533978
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Rolled 1, 6, 2 + 2 = 11 (3d10 + 2)

>>4533978
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Rolled 3, 2, 3 + 2 = 10 (3d10 + 2)

>>4533978
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You sniff once.
"Cheated you say?"
Suddenly four shots could be heard and all of a sudden four new holes could be found in the table as well as the heads of the unfortunate bastards who had the misfortune of messing with you.
"What's the point of playing a game if you're going to cheat?"
You shake your head as you collect your fairly earned 130.000 bellies. The bar falls silent after the first few screams and people look at the three fresh corpses in disbelief.

The big lady stomps over to you, the two cannonballs strapped to her chest threaten to fall out of her bra and scarring you for life. She starts shouting orders at everyone and life returns to the establishment once she's finished.
"Alright everyone hold your horses! Nothing to see here! Get back to what you were doin'!"
She then turns to you and looks like she's about to pull on your ear were she not deathly afraid of the still smoking gun you put on the table.
"Listen sweetcheeks, those four will not be missed but you can't just do that come on! I'm not even talkin' about their tabs because those were never gonna get paid! But you can't just shoot people like that come on! I mean look at this mess! You blew holes in my table and the roof! And who's gonna scrub that blood huh?"

"Oh sorry, didn't meant to cause trouble."
You hand over to her a random number of notes you just grabbed.

"F-Fifty? Why that's mighty kind of you boy! Hoehoehoe!"
She takes the crumpled notes and shoves it in her cleavage. Smart. No person in existence will want those.
"If only more of my patrons were as GENEROUS as you are this place would be less of a shitehole!"
She clears the phlegm from her throat and calls for two of her employees.
"LILY! JASMINE! Get your sweet asses over here! Make sure you take care of our guest while I fetch someone to clean this mess up hoehoehoe!"

The two strut over to you from the bar where they were apparently chilling up until now. One of them has a big bosom and very fair skin, the other is flat and practically chocolate colored. At first they don't appear to be too enthusiastic, being put off by your young age but with a sigh they present themselves.
"Well hello there stranger... You seem to be quite exhausted... Would you be interested in some... relief?"

Well you have positively no clue what she's referring to, nor why the dark one is clearly an effeminate guy wearing a womans dress. But you do feel bad for them. They clearly don't want to do this but have no choice other than to do as the Madame says.

You wonder whether or not you should take them up on their offer.
>Have some more fun
>Leave
>Other?
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>>4534018
>leave, take you winnings and look for one of your crewmates
>they're better with money than you, so they can help you buy a good gun without getting ripped off
>silver hates being wronged, and there are bad people here
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>>4534018
>Leave

>She takes the crumpled notes and shoves it in her cleavage. Smart. No person in existence will want those.
*wheeze*
If I didn't know any better, I'd call Silver too innocent for this world.
Unfortunately he's just a dumbass
>hoehoehoe!
...I'm not even going to bother about that laugh. It's just too easy of a target.
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>>4534041
This
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>>4534018
>Leave
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>>4534018
>>Have some more fun
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Well there goes my funny joke about what would happen if Silver actually went upstairs with the whores
>writing

>>4534044
Real talk. What do you guys think would happen if Silver ever discovered that sticking your genital somewhere felt good?
Would he go around dropping an Ace in every island or what?
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>>4534066
>silver finds out that sex = good
>however, he thinks prostitutes are gross
>he finds himself a good woman, possibly not even a pirate or a fighter, just a nice woman
>proceeds to bang her brains out every morning and night
>silver really likes her, she's nice to him
>they have more children together than big mom
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You thank them kindly but slide out of their tight embrace, holding onto your hard earned money. This place is not as fun as you thought it would be, in fact it's very dangerous. Besides now you have a fat stack of money which needs securing for which you need the others. Following the example of the fat lady you stuff a few bills in each of their bras and tell them to buy themselves a drink before slinking out the front door. After running out it doesn't take too long to bump into something big and sturdy. Specifically the wide chest of Murray, whom you didn't recognize due to his change of clothing.

Him and Gu both got ponchos and big sombreros to shield them from the harsh sun while Marcella and Hagetaka took the opposite approach. They decided to wear less clothing so it doesn't heat them further and just took parasols for protection. Though angel seems uncomfortable as the top half of her breasts are exposed, which Hook keeps shooting jealous glances at since she's so flat her chest is almost concave.
"This is so embarrassing... why did the owner have to run out of everything else?"

"Hah! Maybe now you'll realize that cow tits are only a structural weakness and nothing else!"

"Is that why you bought a pair of stockings to stuff into your bra?"

"I'LL KILL YOU!"
A massive fight is about to erupt but Jaws alerts them to your presence and they stop.
"Oh Silver-"
Marcella looks you over.
"Don't tell me you already got into trouble. Where is that money from?"

Toxin points at a man who's digging four shallow graves next to their future occupants.
"I guess that answers your question. But it's a bit concerning. Not him killing four people in such a short amount of time. But the lack of public outrage."

You dump your money on Marcella and tell her to secure it. When they ask how you got it you just tell them you won it at a game. After the cash is secured you withdraw to a more secluded area. You find a quiet little alley and start discussing about what to do next. You present your findings to them regarding the existence of a supposed witch but they just blow you off.

"I'm more interested in what the bartender said. So these people have trade deals with not one but two warlords."
Marcella speaks up.
"I suggest we tie Silver up and don't let him do any more crazy stuff while we're here."

"I disagree-"
Angel counters her.
"I think there's something wrong with this place based on what we heard. I suggest we check out the sheriff's office. He seems like he has a good handle on how things work around here and he doesn't seem to mind pirates."

>Agree with Marcella and lay low
>Follow through Hagetakas plan and check out the Sheriff
>WITCH!
>Other?
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>>4534066
>Would he go around dropping an Ace in every island or what?
Up until he finds out that's where babies come from then he rounds them all up to live on his ship. Legends will be told about the fearsome pirate going port to port, bar to brothel, asking seeking the children he left behind.

It'll be like the reverse of the Navy searching for Roger's baby.
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>>4534112
>Follow through Hagetakas plan and check out the Sheriff
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>>4534112
>>WITCH!

>>4534114
>whitebeard if he was the biological father of his entire crew
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>>4534112
>>WITCH!
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>>4534112
>WITCH

I know a potential recruit when I see one.
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>>4534112
>WITCH!
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>>4534112
>>WITCH!
Rumors make for the best adventures!
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Chasing old wives tales huh?
Okay. But I'm not making this one easy for you
>writing
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As they continue arguing about which approach would be more sensible, laying low for the duration of the 9 days or whether or not you should investigate things. You just punch the side of the nearby building, prompting a loud "WILL YOU SHUT UP? TRYING TO MASTURBATE OVER HERE" from the house. After carefully moving away the crew looks at you expecting some sort of an input.
"I want to go and hunt for a witch!"

They all give you a dumb look, not knowing what to make of this.
"A... witch?"

"Yup! I heard people talking about a witch! It poisons cows, sucks the crops dry of blood, violates all the old people in their sleep and makes all the young girls sick! Or maybe I mixed it up a bit but that's roughly what they said. People keep saying how every bad thing must be the work of a witch. She even made all the water disappear!"

None of them can respond to this except for Jaws who begins to laugh.
"Gyogyogyo! Silver you need to learn not everything people say is true! When people don't know what's causing something they start guessing and making up tales. And these questions keep getting answered by science every day."

"Nope!"
You protest.
"If everyone says that there must be some truth to it! And where there are secrets, truths and mysteries there are adventures!"

They all sigh and then Marcella steps up.
"Alright. If you want to start chasing fairy tales so be it! At least that way we won't get into too much trouble. So where should we start? I think the bar. No better place for gathering information."

"How about the sheriff? He's still the one who knows the most about the island. And likely the only one who can afford to explore it alone if he's as tough as they say."
Angel also throws in her own idea.

Where to go...
>Bar
>Sheriff
>Brothel
>Other?
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>>4534175
>Brothel
Of course that's the best place to find such things.
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>>4534175
>Bar
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>>4534175
>>Sheriff
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>>4534175
>Sheriff
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>>4534175
>Bar

>They all sigh and then Marcella steps up.
>"Alright. If you want to start chasing fairy tales so be it! At least that way we won't get into too much trouble.
Oh Marcella, Marcella, Marcella. When will you learn to not tempt fate when Silver is involved?
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>>4534201
Likely never. Silver operates on a level she can't comprehend.
In fact on some level she still believes this to be a fever dream and that she'll wake up back in Gang Town any second now
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>>4534175
>Sheriff
The sheriff seems like a good guy!
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Looks like the ol' Sheriff won
>writing
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>>4534208
>Marcella: "I want off of Silver's Wild Ride!"
>Silver: *points to a sing* "Remember, you're here forever."
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>>4534216
>Tips tricorn
>THE RIDE NEVER ENDS
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You lead the others to the Sheriffs office because Angel made a good argument for it. When you arrive you see a gibbet with two very much dried out corpses hanging off of it. The good ol' sheriff is sitting under it, sharpening his knife with his horse drinking from a trough next to him. Sheriff Luke looks up from his important business.
"Well well well. If it ain't the landpirates. Ran out of deserts to cross? Or supplying the coffin maker with more work?"

"Sorry."

"Don't be. Would've gone after 'em myself if I weren't so darn busy. So... what can my humble self do for you?"

"Please officer, tell this fool of a captain that witches don't exist!"
Marcella speaks with obvious irritation.

"Yeee-haw-haw-haw! So y'all've heard about that old wives tale?"

"See Silver? There's no plague causing witch running around cursing everyone!"

"Actually that ain't entirely true missy. Now I don' know what you've heard. But I can imagine. Every day those rumors get worse. But I assure ya, the hag of the island is very much real. I knew her."

"W-WHAT?!"

The cowboy points you to the bounty board where pictures of local miscreants are displayed for all to see. All labeled "Wanted Dead" except for one. One of them reads "Wanted Alive". It has no actual picture just the drawing of a traditional witch as apparently there were no pictures taken of her. McKinsey then tells you that she was born about 24 years ago when he was still in his prime, he's around his fifties now. She was the daughter of the local doctor who raised her alone.

"What happened to her mother?"
Angel asked.

"Never had one. Some of the less... kind hearted folk say that was her first kill. Personally I say it's just bad fortune, one that never quite passed for her but alas. The missus was always frail and birth must've taken her strength. That's all. Doesn't change the fact that this series of unfortunate events never quite ended. At 4 years ol' she lost her daddy as well. Shame that was. That's when she earned the name hag she did. Before folk cut her some slack for her daddy. But she always had weird habits, like hangin' around things you shouldn't hang around. Like bodies."

"And this... girl is responsible for... everything?"

"Naw. Some like to think that. But a four year old don't know how to dry an island. All the sickness is from us havin' no darn doctors 'round. But that said she is a pest. Some says rightfully so after how folk treated her. They say she diddles the dead, drains the blood of the livin' and other nasty things which are not for any ladies ears but are definitely true."
Luke then points at you with his knife.
"You seem to like it though. These tales."

"Yeap! Sounds fun."

"You an' I have very different definitions of fun lad..."
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"But if she's such a menace why haven't you done anything to stop her?"

"That's an excellent question my fishy friend! Y'see I'm a busy man. I always gots some scoundrel in need of roundin' up. Don't have the time to go lookin' for her. And the land is vast with many dangerous places. She could be hidin' anywhere."
He then puts his knife away and takes out a pipe which he then lights.
"Now... since I was so forthcomin' how 'bout you guys and gals answer my question. Why do you care?"

Without a moments hesitation you answer.
"Because it sounds fun!"

"Fun eh? Well that's about what I expect from someone who shoots four men after a poker game. Ye'r a real thrill seeker aren'tcha? I can respect that. As long as you do it within the confines of the law that is."

"Shooting four men is lawful?"

"If y'all knew Major Moneybags you'd know how serious of a crime cheating at poker is... that man hates loosin' almost as much as I hate crime. But that reminds me-"
He looks at you.
"Yee have a bounty don't you? 20 million or somethin'?"

"HEY! I HAVE ONE AS WELL!"
Marcella shouts.

"And you've been makin' bodies left and right since you arrived. You're interested in the hag and so am I. Whad'y'all say? Pardners until we hunt her down?"

That's an interesting offer. He does know the place. But he might step on your toes...
>Partners!
>Naw thanks. We do things our way
>Other?
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>>4534266
>>Naw thanks. We do things our way
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>>4534266
>>Partners!
Hell yeah space cowboy. Until we have to shoot each other that is. We'll only take one of your guns after.
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>>4534266
>Naw thanks. We do things our way
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>>4534266
>Partners!
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>>4534266
>We can be partners, but we still do things the Silver pirates way
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>>4534266
>Partners!
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>>4534266
>>Partners!
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So you're ready to do business with the man with the big iron on his hip, huh?
>writing
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"Partners!"
You shake his hand and he starts smiling with that pipe in his mouth.
"But we do things the Silver Pirates way!"

"Of course. Otherwise what's the point? I provide the expertise, you provide the muscle. Win-win. Pardner."
He looks over to his horse and whistles. The well trained animal stops drinking and stands next to him, like a soldier saluting its superior.
"Awai! Get five others for our friends here. We'll provide y'all with horses. But food an' water you'll have to solve yourselves. We ride as soon as you're back."

You leave him and buy some extra supplies you might need with the money you won. The general store had plenty of food and water, however expensive it may have been. Right after returning to Luke you head out into the desert where you ride seemingly aimlessly. Apparently even the Sheriff has little idea about where the hag might be hiding so now you're just combing through the desert. Luke then takes this opportunity to explain a few things to you.

"Now I know y'all said you'd do this your way. But allow me to give you some general advice. One, never take off your boots. You can't know what varmint will crawl into it. And once they bite or sting you it'll be too late for regrets. Two, water is worth more than gold You can be king shit of fuck mountain but that don't mean nothin' here if you got no water, so guard it with your life! And most importantly-"
He pauses and looks at the horizon.
"Hold on."

You see a two animals rushing towards you. They look like bulls but with bigger, fluffier heads and smaller horns. These are some of the most ferocious cows you've ever seen and they don't care about attacking a group bigger than theirs, even with these ridiculously durable horses the sheriff got you.

"Ah I was waitin' for that."

"What are those?"

"Buffalo. So called 'cause they be buff. There are not many animals left on the island dumb enough to attack me. These are one of those. While I can tell most to do what I want, I can never break these things."
He reaches for his pistol and aims at the with his eyes.

>Watch him work
>Join in
>Other?
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>>4534360
Beat one into submission and make it into a mount, horses are for normies
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>>4534360
>>Other?
Make them submit.
>While I can tell most to do what I want
Wonder just what kind of ace he is hiding up his sleeve.
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>>4534360
>Join in
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>>4534360
>Join him, distract the buffalo enough for Luke to get a good shot
Also
>Pardners
Is this some sort of quirk of the character, or a typo?
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>>4534360
>>4534375
Supporting.
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>>4534385
>Pardners
He's a cowboy
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>>4534385
It's just him being a weirdo
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>>4534385
I s'pose it'd sound a mite strange. If'n you've never heard it b'fore.

It's just the cowboy way.

>>4534360
>>4534367
>>4534375
Yeah we need a buff alo. Or dinner if it decides it's too good for us.
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So you wish to tame it? Possible. But very difficult
You need to roll for it
3d10+2 best of 3, dc 27

>writing
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Rolled 7, 2, 4 + 2 = 15 (3d10 + 2)

>>4534439
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Rolled 4, 2, 5 = 11 (3d10)

>>4534439
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Rolled 9, 2, 9 + 2 = 22 (3d10 + 2)

>>4534439
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>>4534439
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Rolled 7, 2, 9 + 2 = 20 (3d10 + 2)

>>4534439
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Rolled 4, 1, 5 + 2 = 12 (3d10 + 2)

>>4534439
Their muscles are far too big to be contained apparently.
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You think that these beasts look very cool! They are much better than the dumb horses this guy has! So you decide you want one! As Luke is still preparing to take his shot you jump off the back of your horse and start running towards the buff-alo with the full intention of contesting it. As the beast gets closer you see its bloodshot eyes filled with rage. Yes, this is a mighty creature!

For your first action you bend backwards before headbutting the animal with full force. The impact almost splits your skull open but as blood runs down your face you see that the animal has stopped and it's now even more agitated than before. Huffing once it pulls back for a moment before it stands on its hind legs and punches you in the face. It batters you for a while before you manage to grab it by its horn and force it to the ground. Laughing you gaze at it and speak up.
"Nope! Not enough! But good effort!"

It tries to break free and you try to hold it down as much as you can. Sadly it is VERY strong and it struggles free. Without your bat form you have no hope of beating this thing into submission. But something tells you that even if you did, this thing would just struggle until it killed itself before it'd ever submit to you. Then again, that just makes you want it EVEN MORE!

Sadly that is not going to happen. You hear a gun being drawn and fired. You turn towards the noise and see what happens to the second buffalo in great detail. Three bullets fly and three hit their marks. The first two break the knees of the beast, toppling it. The third one hits with surgical precision, as the buffaloes forehead hits the ground its neck gets exposed. The bullet pierces the soft flesh and hits the spine. It dies instantly.

The one you were wrestling with lets out a loud "MOO" as its partner keels over. You then see Luke turning in your direction and aiming his shot.
"MOVE!"
You appear to be in his way.

>Move
>Pretend you didn't hear that
>Other?
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>>4534490
>Move
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>>4534490
>Huh?
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>>4534490
>>Move
Yeah. Take your licks and do so with dignity. He wins this time.
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>>4534490
>>Pretend you didn't hear that
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>>4534490
>Move
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Neat. Bison burger!
>writing

>>4534463
It's not the muscles. Sheer force of will
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>>4534524
>local alo literally too angry to tame
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You step aside and give him a clear shot. Since this buffalo had its mouth wide open that gave Luke a perfect shot and he slew the beast with a single bullet. He blew the smoke from his gun and holstered it with satisfaction.
"Fastest gun on the land and the second strongest!"

"Why not first strongest?"

"Because that gun be slow son."
He got off his horse and examined the two animals.
"Hmmmm. Good skin. Shouldn't waste it."
Using his freshly sharpened knife he removed everything of worth from the body, skin and meat. He bundled up the meat and wrapped it in paper so you can eat it later. Then he whistled and a pair of vultures arrived out of nowhere to take the skin back home. You ask him how he can convince the animals to do his bidding. He just says this.
"They just learned that if they stop behavin' they stop breathin'. Anyway that's all that's worth from these things. Gotta leave somethin' for dem coyotes as well."
He looks up at the sky and humms to himself.
"It's startin' to get late. We should set up camp somewhere safe. Won't last long without a fire at night."

You head out in search of a suitable place that offers at least some coverage from the elements. You do find a small cave which seems perfect. You all start unpacking when Luke starts telling you how to do things.
"Right. Y'all fellas have a cook? Fantastic! That means we eatin' good tonight! I'll go get some wood. Set up camp in the mean time, will ya? Oh and before I forget again I couldn't tell you the most important rule of the desert."

"Oh yeah? What is that?"
You ask him.

"Well it's simple, really. While there are a dime a dozen things that kill ya if you eat it or touch it or just look at it funny. But out of all of 'em you gotta stay away from the prayer trees."

"What's that? Some sort of superstition?"
Gu asks.

"Hardly. They are these little trees that look like two hands cupped together. They have this weird liquid inside 'em. Most heinous thing you've ever seen. Whatever you guys do we can deal with it. Touch that stuff and the only thing I can offer you is a bullet to the head. So make sure to avoid those while I'm gone!"
Then he leaves with his horse to gather some wood. You hope he comes back soon because it's really starting to get cold out here.
>>
And here is where I'm going to end things because I am sleepy
Next session will most likely happen on Tuesday at 15:00 GMT if nothing else happens in the meantime
Good night
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>>4534578
Thanks for the run Spooks, good night
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>>4534578
Thanks for the run boss
>don't drink the handtree water
uh oh
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>>4534574
>They have this weird liquid inside 'em. Most heinous thing you've ever seen. Whatever you guys do we can deal with it. Touch that stuff and the only thing I can offer you is a bullet to the head.
Gu is definitely to turn it into soup
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>>4534595
>>4534643
>Don't drink this stuff it'll kill you
>Gu:
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>>4534595
Uhh, isn't that the tree soup we already drank?
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>>4534745
I-it is.
>>4531222
>You carefully examine the cupped hands and realize they are made out of wood. And that they are holding some sort of mystery liquid that looks thick, syrupy and has a lot of stuff floating in it. You think to yourself "Hey! Free soup!" and quickly drink the whole thing because it doesn't look any worse than what Gu usually serves you.

I am nervous now.
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>>4535505
>"So uhm potaticly speaking, what would happen if someome drank it?"
>winks to Jaws
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>>4535505
As soon as it stated it tasted similar to a Devil Fruit I had a bad feeling about it. Maybe it only affects non Devil Fruit users?
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>>4534643
>Not bad. Could use some coconut

>>4535573
That means little other than "It tastes like death and feces"

>>4535562
>potaticly
This may be a typo but I'm using it regardless
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>>4535876
>This may be a typo but I'm using it regardless
Thanks it's not
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>>4535933
I had a suspicion. Which is why I said 'may'
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Whilst waiting for the Sheriff to return you make yourselves at home in your new temporary lodging. As the others are unpacking their stuff you call dibs on a comfy looking rock and then go out to feed dry grass to the horses. But the large equines don't seem particularly friendly and bite your hand so you get very close to skinning them and turning them into dinner. Only your reliance on them and the fact that you already have plenty of buff meat in your packs stops you from getting your revenge.

Angrily you stomp back in the cave and start complaining to the others.
"This sucks. We haven't found anything, we had to kill two cool animals and there's nothing fun to do here!"

"If you're bored why not make yourself useful?"
Gu asks you before intentionally knocking you over and placing a smooth, flat rock on your stomach. The slab is about half your size and you get told to stay still.
"Now heat it up so I can start cooking."

As Toxin starts grilling buffalo steaks using you as a stove he starts asking the others.
"So... any opinions on our new "friend" over there?"

"He seems very erm, passionate about his work."
Angel while slightly unnerved seems to have a positive opinion about him.

"I don't trust a man whose back yard is a graveyard."
Now that Jaws mentions it there were an alarming amount of tombstones behind the sheriffs office where the gallows were.

"I don't know-"
Hook seems cautious.
"I can't shake the feeling that something's off about him. I mean have you seen those horses? They listen to his commands like they are soldiers! And I keep feeling that they are watching me!"

"You must be paranoid. Horses don't have the faculties to do such things."
Gu then looks down at you, briefly diverting his attention from the steaks.
"How about you Captain?"

>I think he's cool
>He's nothing but a landlubber marine!
>How about you?
>Other?
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>>4538438
>I think he's cool
>Still salty about the buffalo
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>>4538438
>>I think he's cool
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>>4538441
Support
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>>4538438
>>I think he's cool
>>4538441
>It's not like I think he's cool or anything b-baka
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Friend!
>writing
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"I think he's cool! I'm still mad about the buffalos though."

"You really wanted one of those huh?"
Gu nods.
"Well they seemed very willful beasts. Ones that would rather die than to serve. But I admit I'm not very invested in either of those things. That tree he mentioned though-"

"Ooooh? You want that tree don't you?"
You wink at him.

"Silver. You're supposed to do that subtle so no one can see it. Not do it slowly and as obviously as you can. Now what are you saying?"

"Now... high-potatically if I knew how to find one would you want to go check it out?"

He gives you a subtle wink which you copy and fail, thus alerting everyone to your dealings again. They just rub their heads and sigh, knowing that something ugly is going to happen soon. But nobody says a thing as Luke returns with some dry wood under his arm.
"Howdy folks. I'm back. Now I say, that is some fiiine smells I'm smellin'. What's the grub?"

Gu provides him with a plate and practically throws it at him.
"Just some basic steak. Eat it. I don't even want to look at it. It's an insult to my craft."

"Why... this is the best darned slab of meat I've ever tasted! And you folks live like this? And I sometimes have the gall to say crime doesn't pay!"

After everyone gets their portion you pop out from under the rock, scaring the living crap out of Luke. After everyone ate you all go to rest except for the cowboy as he keeps watch for the night. The next morning you awaken fresh and hunger for adventure! You don't want to waste any more time doing nothing!
But that's exactly what happens as you find yourself riding a big, dumb, muscular horse through a vast rocky desert full of nothing and fuck all. You get so bored that you start using the dreaded curse of "Are we there yet?". To which the Sheriff only responds with-

"We're about to reach a small farm soon. Should be only an hours ride away!"

Great. Excellent! More riding! At this point you're really starting to detest this island. Why is it so BIG if there is nothing in it? Waste of space is what that is! But a devious idea pops into your mind. If you can't FIND an adventure then maybe you can make one? Gu did say he wanted to find one of those trees or whatevers. Maybe you can search for one.

>"I HAVE TO PEE!" (lie)
>Stay in the saddle like a good boy
>Other?
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>>4538488
>>"I HAVE TO PEE!" (lie)
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>>4538488
>Stay in the saddle like a good boy
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>>4538488
>"I HAVE TO PEE!" (lie)
>"GU I NEED AN ADULT, COME WITH ME!"
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Looking for the forbidden soup
>writing
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You spot a rocky formation where you'll surely find a tree like that, according to your gut at least. So you hatch a plan.
"STOP THE HORSES!"
Everyone stops abruptly and look at you with great concern.
"I have to pee. Gu I need an adult!"

Luke gives some horrified looks to your chef who simply shrugs and says that he better follow you before you do accidentally cause a catastrophe or a natural disaster. The others nod that this is a thing that can happen so Luke while confused accepts this as you depart. Once they are out of earshot only a few vultures are circling above you that could bear witness to your actions. So Gu finally asks the obvious.
"Okay what's this about?"

"We're looking for soup."

"H-Here? How do you know one is here? Have you seen it?"

"No. I heard it."

"Right. Your hearing thing. You know it'd be quite a remarkable ability if it could do anything other than lead you to dangerous area."

"It finds that because that's what I'm looking for. Anyway, shush. Let me focus."
You close your eyes and concentrate on the sounds around you. It takes a while but once you calm down enough and the noises of the world become muddled you usually start hearing the words. And you do in fact find one that is surely what you want because it overpowers all the other voices. It says "Death".

Circling around a large rock you do in fact find it. A very dry and very small tree looking like two hands forming a cup with the syrup inside it. The thing has such a unique look even Gu recognizes it from Lukes description. He walks up to it and starts prodding around the liquid with his chopsticks.
"This is it huh? How did you know how to find one?"

"I found one when I was looking for a cart."

"Got it. Hmmmm. It's very thick. Some sort of thickening agent. I think it might be collagen. Smells foul... protein? And it's very dark."
He takes the two sticks and puts them close enough so a bridge forms between them. He takes a careful look at it and starts squinting.
"I think something's moving in it."
He quickly rubs the thing off the sticks with a few handfuls of sand and some dry vegetation.
"Interesting. Definitely toxic, I just don't know exactly what it's composed of."

"Can you use it?"

"Hard to say like this. I'd need a fully equipped kitchen so I could experiment with it. Go through each cooking step to find the similarities between it and other poisons. Wish I could take a sample with me..."

"You're not going to drink it?"

"As it is? No. Too dangerous without knowing what it is. Need to understand it first. Might be too strong for me right now. But this is promising. Maybe we could come back or find another one when I have a flask on me."

>Well if you're not going to drink it, I will
>Let's ask the others to see if they have an empty bottle
>Okay. Let's leave it alone for now
>Other?
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>>4538545
>Okay. Let's leave it alone for now.
We can come back, we're not in a huge rush. Yet.
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>>4538545
>Okay. Let's leave it alone for now
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>>4538545
>>Well if you're not going to drink it, I will
First round went down smoothly
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>>4538545
Didn't we already drink some of this? We should let him know. Maybe he can extract it from us like he wanted to do with that poison
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>>4538553
Yes you did and yes you could
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>>4538545
>>Well if you're not going to drink it, I will
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>>4538545
>>Well if you're not going to drink it, I will
Yummy
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Drinking the soup so Gu can later extract it
>writing

>>4538576
Thanks for breaking that tie
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Oh and because I'm a dingus I forgot to prompt a roll
3d10 best of 3, dc 25 no crit
After all I don't want to railroad you guys into failure
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Rolled 10, 4, 1 = 15 (3d10)

>>4538591
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Rolled 9, 10, 5 = 24 (3d10)

>>4538591
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Rolled 4, 5, 4 = 13 (3d10)

>>4538591
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>>4538597
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>>4538601
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>>4538601
A valiant effort m'boi.
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You look at Gu and get a brilliant idea. Almost dunking your head in you begin sucking up the weird liquid from the wooden basin and drink it if not with enthusiasm then with determination. Once you're done swallowing the last drop you take a deep breath and pat your stomach.
"There!"

"W-What the hell did you just do?! Didn't you hear when I said it's TOO DANGEROUS?!"

"Relax! I drank this stuff once before and I'm fine! But now you can extract it from me like you did with the Basilisk!"

"Huh... That's actually quite a good idea. With two large doses like that I think it should stay in your system for a long time. Good thinking Silver!"

But as Gu congratulates you a loud shrieking cuts him off. Looking up you see the vultures up in the sky loosing their shit and they quickly take off in a fit of panic to where you left the others. Weird but you make nothing of it. As you prepare to go back however you hear the sound of thunderous hooves approaching you very, VERY fast. A pale horse stops right in front of you with its rider looking down at you.
"Oh hey Sheriff! How's it going?"

"You... what did you do?"

"I admit. I may have peed my name into a rock over there BUT IN MY DEFENSE! I'm not very good at writing so I had to try several times-"

"Shut. Your damn. Mouth!"
He snaps at you with a cold fury you haven't seen from him before.
"What did you just do?"

At this point Gu steps up and starts arguing with him.
"Lay off. We didn't do anything. You can see for yourself."

BANG

A quickdraw later Gu falls face first to the ground, a red stain appearing in the sand as it hungrily laps up the blood from his torso. You give the exact same stare to Luke that he's giving you. He holsters his smoking gun and speaks up.
"Stupid boy... Look what you did! Now I must get rid of you before you kill us all!"

>Before you kill him you must know his reason
>This guy just signed his death warrant
>Other?
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>>4538629
>>Before you kill him you must know his reason
Oh boy, this went from 0 to 100 real fucking quick.
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>>4538629
>Before you kill him you must know his reason
I thought we were pardners!
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>>4538629
>Before you kill him you must know his reason.
Why didn't we just wait? But I guess it's the Silver way to act first and deal with consequences later.
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>>4538629
>Before you kill him you must know his reason
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>>4538629
>>Before you kill him you must know his reason
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>>4538629
>This guy just signed his death warrant
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>>4538629
>Before you kill him you must know his reason

What the hell is this stuff? It hasn't seemed to actually hurt us yet.

>Now I must get rid of you before you kill us all!
Maybe it doesn't actually kill us. It could be some sort of berserker potion or mutagen that changes us and sets us on a murder spree.
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>>4538642
How were we supposed to know the sheriff had disney animal friends?
>>4538648
I thought it just doesn't do anything to us because of our Life Release or something.
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>>4538648
>>4538653
I don't know, it might make you deranged or turn into some sort of superpowered insane creature. He said he had to get rid of use before we killed them, so I'm thinking it's a less a danger to us, more to everyone else.
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A'ight. Trying to reason with him if only a little
But you still need to roll for it
3d10 best of 3, dc 19, crit 26
>writing

>>4538653
I did imply a few times he has a way with animals like with the horses or the buffalos

>>4538656
You'll get your explanation soon enough
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>>4538629
>Before you kill him you must know his reason
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Rolled 2, 6, 7 = 15 (3d10)

>>4538657
I did notice it, I just didn't consider the implications.
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Rolled 2, 3, 3 = 8 (3d10)

>>4538657
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Rolled 7, 8, 3 = 18 (3d10)

>>4538657
I am displeased.
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Rolled 9, 10, 8 = 27 (3d10)

>>4538657
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Rolled 4, 5, 9 = 18 (3d10)

>>4538657
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Rolled 9, 9, 10 = 28 (3d10)

>>4538657
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>>4538663
Okay now I actually feel sorry...
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>>4538665
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My bad G. So close to greatness.
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You grit your teeth. You are angry and pissed and MAD! But above all that you're confused. Rather than charging him you kneel down and grab your cook by the shoulder.
"Toxin! Hey! TOXIN! Why did you DO THIS? I thought we're partners!"

"Ain't no pardnerin' with a corpse kid-"
As he prepares to make his move Lukes eye twitches as three other figures are approaching.
"Hold that thought."

Your other crew members have come running. They are asking for you and tell you that they heard gunshots. When they see you on the ground with Gu laying there they don't ask questions and immediately reach for their weapons. Jaws starts swinging his anchor, Hagetaka readies her spear and Marcellas bat is already covered in hooks. But before any of them could make a move Luke attacks. He throws his hand out and throws a length of rope. It completely misses all of them but out of nowhere it splits into three parts and coils around each of them like a snake. Try as they might they can't seem to escape from it. The thing even cuts into the flesh of Murray as he's trying to break out the hardest.

"D-Devil Fruit?!"
Marcella cries out.

"Yup. I'm not gon' hurt you but I can't let you do anything stupid..."

He then returns to you and without missing a heartbeat draws his gun. You hear the gunshot, you know what direction the bullets are moving but you can't dodge. Lukes bullets are simply too fast. Two of them hit you in the kneecaps, blowing them to bits. A third one is coming for your head but you refuse to let it hit its mark. Jerking your head away you manage to lessen the hit. It still pierces your neck and puts a hole in the side. You're bleeding profusely. Luke then blows into his hand and whistles for the vultures that were circling above you. The birds of prey come down and dig their claws into you and Gu.

"Don't eat 'em unless you wanna die. Drop 'em off at the usual place, in the deepest part. Can't have the kid explode on us. The island can't survive a plague right now..."
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>>4538686
>doesn't explain why not to do something
>reeee why'd you do thing
Sorry cowpoke, looks like you're retarded. And oh no your subscription to life just ran out.
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As the vultures carry you away you stay conscious even as you keep bleeding out. Death does not concern you right now, something like this won't be enough anyway. Instead you're more worried about the health of Gu, the safety of your friends and getting your hands around Lukes neck in that order. So you keep watching, hoping that you'll be able to trace back your steps from wherever these birds are taking you and you can kick Lukes shitty asshole later. Looking around when the birds slow down you see massive, gaping hole in the ground. It is so deep that the bottom of it is pitch black, wreathed in such dark that it's only visible at high noon.

"T-The Devils Bumhole..."

Around the place you see some sort of a perimeter set up, a large wall of some kind. At this point you could easily fly away but... Instead you morph into a half bat and wrap your big wings around Gu and pull him close. Intending to cushion his fall you make sure he's on top of you as you descend. You fall for at least two minutes before you land back first at the bottom. There is an explosion and you almost get knocked unconscious. However it isn't nearly as bad as you thought it would. The ground is not any kind of rock, instead it's squishy and soft and... wet.

You open your eyes to look around and you almost freeze when you see bodies. A lot of bodies stacked into a pile and you are on top. Making sure Gu is okay you start crawling and roll down the side of the mound. The ground is now more solid but it's covered in a sticky liquid. You want to keep going but without can't find a way to crawl on the stable surface while also carrying Gu. It is at this moment that you hear footsteps and freeze.

A large, wide figure approaches you, its eyes twinkle like stars.
"Haaah. Haaah! F-Finally. I'm glad! Fresh! Fresh bodies~"
This thing. This monster sounds female. This must be that hag people kept talking about. You look up to take a better look at it but can't. Your vision is blurred and your hearing is muddy. You can't make out much. But the large figure freezes when it sees you move your head.
"A-Alive? It's alive? Oh no... Nonono. That's no good. What will I do now?"

It seems to be lost in thought. This could be your chance. You reach forward and grab it by the angle. It doesn't make a sound other than a gasp and freezes. You look up at the two glowing dots which you presume to be the massive beasts eyes and speak up.

>Help him!
>Help me!
>Leave. Or ELSE!
>Other?
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>>4538728
>Help him!
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>>4538728
>Help him!
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>>4538728
>>Help him!
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>>4538728
>Help him!
Can we use echolocation or something to see if there's any easy way out? Or is it only from the giant hole.
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>>4538728
>>Help him!
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>>4538728
>>Help him!
We can survive on pure anger for at least a little while longer. But Gu is squishy.
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>>4538752
It's one giant, spiraling hole

>>4538778
You're also in a much worse shape
But friends come first

>writing
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>>4538780
>You're also in a much worse shape
Pft it's only a couple of useless legs and a near miss on the carotid. Gu has a whole in his chest. That's like, where food goes and he loves food! Way worse.
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>>4538780
Who needs knees when you use your arms to fly?
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>>4538781
Worst case scenario we just go full bat and have him carry us.
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"H-Help... him!"
You move your wing, revealing Gu who's bleeding out currently and prompting another gasp from the witch.

"O...Okay."

Hearing this you feel relieved and relax which is precisely enough for you to loose consciousness. You enter a dreamless sleep which you don't know how long it last. But after what felt like an eternity your senses start coming back and they wrench you back into reality. Your eyelids feel heavy but your ears are sharp. You hear two voices talking nearby. One is completely alien but the other is familiar if a bit nasally.

"I-I, please don't? H-He's not recovered yet. He needs rest."

"Sorry maester. But you're not the expert on this one. You have no idea about what we're capable of.
*ahem*
HOLY SHIT! THAT NICE PIRATE LADY JUST BROUGHT US MILK!"

"MILK?!"
You sit up and headbutt something, knocking it over.
"Ow... Who put that there? Oh. GU! You're okay!"
You try to jump up but pain shoots through your legs like someone jammed a needle through them. You look at Gu and he has his nose plugged with two rolled up tissue papers.

"Take it easy cap. I'm alright."
He then turns away from you to gloat to someone but there's no one there.
"See? What did I tell y- Where did you go?"
You see a single eye peeking at you from a distant corner.
"You can come out... he's not going to hurt you."

Slowly the head attached to that eye pokes out. The face is covered in many stitches and obscured by a lot of grime. The pair of red eyes are trying their best to avoid contact with yours. It mumbles in a feminine voice. You can make it out but it's so quiet you wouldn't understand it if you didn't have excellent hearing.
"H-Hello..."

"Silver. Let me introduce you to the witch..."
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That's the end for today. I'll take off a few days and will try to run on Friday again.
In the mean time I'll write two stories depicting what happened to your crew-mates after their capture
Good night
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>>4538819
Thanks for running man
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>>4538817
She's adorable. She's coming with us. This is non-negotiable. The myriad corpse-borne diseases she's probably inadvertently carrying are irrelevant.

>>4538819
See ya Sppoky.
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>>4538819
Good run, hopefully next time I roll better and faster. I had two rolls today, and both of them made me suffer.
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>>4538826
Look at it this way, the bad rolls helped us find the witch really really fast. Task failed successfully.
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>>4538823
She's not a zombo. 100% alive. If you can find a better picture for a small, shy looking girl with stitches all over her body I'd be happy to use it

>>4538826
It is good pain
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>>4538839
>She's not a zombo. 100% alive.
She hangs out in a pit full of corpses and skips around picking at them. If she isn't somehow lugging around some dangerous bacteria I'll do absolutely nothing and pretend I'm doing something outrageous.
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>>4538839
how about this?
just greyscaled it and adjusted the brightness and contrast until her skin sections matched
it's manga-vision!
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>>4538865
Pretty dope.
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>>4538876
Properly recoloring it would have taken a long time since the colors were pastel and the lines were faint, so this was the easiest method.
Still, it's nice to dust off the ol' gimp-fu every once in a while.
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>>4538865
Wow
Gód idea
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>>4539537
Your euro is showing.
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>>4539546
Have I mentioned that I don't like phone posting?
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While Captain Silver of the Silver Pirates is languishing at the bottom of the Devils Bumhole alongside his trusty chef the rest of his crew isn't much better off either. Still hogtied and bruised from the journey back, they get dragged through the streets of Port Town in a rather distasteful display. Many of the townsfolk give them passing glances with some staring at this with great intent, especially one bonny lass with vested interest in the situation.

The horses accompanying them stop at the sheriffs office while Luke and his trusted steed Awai move along to the town hall where Mayor Moneybags awaits them. The horse enters through the front door and goes up the stairs, dragging the bound pirates like pieces of ham. As they enter the office of the big man himself Mister Moneybags quickly looks up from counting his pile of bellies.

"Ah Luke! Come in, come in! Finally coming around to that poker game with me huh?"

"Sorry mayor. Still got terrible luck with them cards. I came for business."

"Of course you did. All business, no pleasure. That's your problem! But alright! Let's hear it friend! What's so important that you decided to include me this time?"

"Well you have enough fun for the both of us, anyway-"
Luke tugs on the rope and the three pirates are pulled forward and come in view of the mayor.
"I caught us some criminals."

"As vigilant as always! Alright to the gallows with them! Can't have any renegades now can we?"

"Naw. I thought you'd be interested in these ones."

"Ooooh?"
The fat, bear-like mayor leans over to take a closer look at the captives. They can see his face slowly contort into a grotesque smile.
"MmmmmM! Oh my friend, you never cease to amaze me with your dedication to your job and your IMPECCABLE taste! I do like these ones!"

He rubs his hand across Marcellas cheek and attempts to sneak his thumb into her mouth but finds a nasty surprise when she bites down on it. The mayor yowls and pulls himself free with such force that he rolls backwards and hits his head into his desk, sending money flying all over the room.
"Ptooe! Damn. Couldn't bite it off completely!"

The mayor blows on his hurting finger and sucks the blood dripping from it.
"Whew! She's a feisty one! I love it! It'll be such a treat watching her break. Luke my friend hand them over to the Madame at once! And uuuh... we'll discuss what we outlaw next. I'll let you pick something good for this one."
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"Much appreciated!"
But as the cowboy starts pulling on the rope now he finds some resistance this time. Angel had her feet planted firmly on the ground and she's digging her fingers into the floorboards as hard as she can.

"Not a chance you pigs!"
The Sheriff cocks his gun which Hagetaka laughs off.
"Hah! Do your worst! I don't fear death!"

"Oh really?"
He then aims the gun at Murray.
"And how about your friend? If I slowly hang him in front of you will you change your mind? Y'all seemed rather close..."

"A pirate would rather die than be imprisoned! Death before dishonor! Right everyone?"

Marcella takes a deep breath and looks at Luke.
"We accept. As long as you don't harm Murray we do as we're told."

"M-Marcella?!"
Angel then gets headbutted by her comrade hard enough to shut her up. Hook then whispers this in her ear.

"Idiot! Buy time for Silver to come back!"

"B-But he is-"

"Silver. Will. Come! He's too stupid to know how to die! Until then we have to make sure we stay alive! Got it?!"

"R-Right..."
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A day has passed since then. Hagetaka and Marcella were properly introduced to brothel culture, they learned the rules and received their "work clothes". Now they must put it to good use. Luckily for them their aura is threatening enough to put everyone off... for now. But who knows when will people get brave or drunk enough to try purchasing their "services". At that point they'll have no options left but to comply or risk the life of their fish-man friend who has been put up to display at the gallows.

Murray was meant to be sent to the mines due to his strength but he's been refusing adamantly. Since then Luke had him stand under the gibbet with a rope tied around his neck until thirst and hunger makes him comply.

But as Hook and Angel are looking for ways to avoid the prying eyes of the other whores to discuss what to do now the unexpected happens. They get a customer. Some loudmouth storms in the building and demands wenches. The Madame is about to throw them out when they present a hefty bag of bellies, then they become quite welcoming to the rowdy individual. They point right at Marcella and Hagetaka and just say 'Those' without missing a beat.

The girls grit their teeth and take two shots of whiskey one after another before heading up to one of the larger rooms. Once the door gets locked and their "guest" stands in front of them with their arms crossed.
"Alright you whores! Now you do as I say or I'm kicking you down the stairs! Got it?! You tell me what I want to know and you'll keep your voice down! And don't try to sit down anywhere if you know what's good for you!"

Marcella looks at Hagetaka and after an exchange of nods speaks for both of them.
"Fine but, who are you?"

"None of your business. And I'm the one asking the questions here! Now I want to know everything that you did! Where's that twerp?!"

"You mean Silver?"

"I don't know his name and I don't care. You two are his lackeys right? What did you DO?"

"He drank from some weird tree and got shot for it."
Marcella answers Bonneys question.
"Then we got captured when we tried to save him."
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"Tch. Typical. Bunch of idiots stroll into town and cause trouble for NO REASON when you could've just as easily sat down and wait for the log to set. Well at least you didn't cause me any trouble so you're lucky there. So... why are you still here then? You could've run away you know?"

"We're waiting-"

"For what? For Long Dick Johnson to stroll into town and teach you what gaping means?!"

"Oh you know what that's like huh? No wonder with that lipstick..."

"Did you just-"

"Anyway we're not moving anywhere until Silver comes back."

"Psh. Idiots. He's dead! He drank from that tree the locals fear so much. Kills in an hour, has no cure. You're better off breaking out and making a run for it!"
The girls stubbornly cross their arms, prompting a sigh from Bonny who reluctantly sits down and crosses her legs.
"Fine. If you want to get yourselves killed it's not my business. My pose will set tomorrow and I can leave safely while you'll stay here. Hope you packed contraceptives! But I paid you for the entire day so... get your asses moving and bring me some goddam PIZZA!"
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And done. Hopefully on Friday I'll be able to run at the usual time of 15:00 GMT
See ya later alligator
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God if anyone tries to stick there dick in the person who can manifest fishhooks at will is in for a surprise
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>MFW reading the sheriff and the mayor talking
Oh boy, time to burn the mayor's office to the ground. And shoot Luke with his own gun.
*grumble*
never trust a lawman

>>4541197
Well that's a mental image I didn't need to have before sleep. I hope you're happy Anon.
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>>4541174
>Kills in an hour
Hm, must be a DBZ hour. I wonder if Silver is too tough or the whole crew has some nifty resistance thanks to Gu's cooking.

>>4541197
bruh ouch
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>>4541197
God I didn't even realize that
Takes Vagina Dentata to a whole new level
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Well nice to know she has faith in us. Even if it's because of our stubbornness and stupidity. I am very curious about what this soup is though, and why we're immune. Maybe it only affects the locals?
>>4541197
Dear god that sounds horrible. At least she has her contraception?
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>>4541247
Maybe has something to do with us being a bat-man?
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>>4541256
Yea thats the only other thing I can think of. Unless Silver has some other ability. Everything I know about One Piece comes from this quest, so I'm lost on what it could possibly be.
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Believe it or not I have an irrational fear of ever using an onahole because I'm sure the one time I do it'll be the one some psycho has put fish hooks in.

>>4541247
I'm thinking it has something to do with Silver's unusual body temperature, possibly it's dormant above a certain temp which is why it is fine out in the open in the desert.
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>>4541265
>I'm sure the one time I do it'll be the one some psycho has put fish hooks in.
Most people couldn't handle fishhooks well enough to lodge them in there properly. More likely to get some lunatic shoving razor blades in there.

But the way to really hurt is to pour in fiberglass soaked in some super spicy juice. Less bleeding more burning.
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>>4541269
I don't think you're helping him
But yes I can testify. I did go to the bathroom once when I was making spicy sausages. It... it didn't go well

>>4541247
>Snatch snaps shut like velcro
>No hole, no rape

>>4541205
Keep in mind you drank one when you arrived on the island. That was days ago
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>>4541269
Eh that does nothing. There's something specific about fishhooks that is just stuck in my mind.
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>>4541273
>Keep in mind you drank one when you arrived on the island. That was days ago
Yeah, DBZ hour. I mean five minutes takes like twelve episodes so an hour, wooph.

>>4541273
>I did go to the bathroom once when I was making spicy sausages.
A valuable lesson was learned that day.

>>4541276
Weird. You know Velcro works by being a bunch of tiny hooks yeah? And cat tongues have little hooks on them apparently. Don't fear the hook, embrace it.
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>>4541279
Why did I double link the same post? Could it be I have the retard? Alas.
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>>4541279
>And cat tongues have little hooks on them apparently
Yeah. And a tigers is the same. Except it's very painful and very dangerous because it helps the cat skin its prey.
A tiger can lick off your skin like it was a popsicle
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>>4541281
>A tiger can lick off your skin like it was a popsicle
Brutal.
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>>4541279
Anon I said it was irrational. There's just something about onaholes that my brain asserts there will be a fishhook inside.
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>>4541287
You know fish hooks are barbed but barbed wire has no hooks on it. But barbed arrows act like hooks. Really makes you wonder, huh?
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>>4541273
Can't she also put hooks into anything she touches?

>"have fun peeing when your urethra is sewn shut"
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>>4541299
Yes.
Kiss her and you won't be able to open your mouth.
Touch her and your fingers can't be separated.
And yes, peeholes sewn shut are also on the table
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You stare at the... thing still in hiding. Even though she poked her head out she's slowly moving back where she came from as you continue to stare at her. She starts mewling as embarrassment gets the better of her.

Since she isn't very talkative it falls on Gu to explain what the hell is going on.
"Her name is Lyda Trueblood. She's the one that saved us. And apparently the daughter of the last doctor this country had. Looks like the Sheriff wasn't completely full of it after a-"
Gu then begins coughing uncontrollably as blood starts pouring out of his mouth.

"I-I told you that you shouldn't move like that! Y-You still have a nasty infection!"

The stitched up girl continues to berate Gu from all the way over there, not even bothering to poke her head out as she meekly barks at your chef. As they argue amongst each other you observe the place you're in with a very big scowl on your face. The walls look like smoothed out stone, must be a cave of some kind. But it both reeks to high hell which explains why Gu had to plug in his nose. To top it all off it practically SCREAMS "Death" at you. There are various tools hanging on racks, none of which look pleasant, like saws, tongs, calipers, pliers and scalpels. Bottles and alembics filled with god only knows what litter the place and the "bed" you're laying on is clearly meant for person shaped things that are no longer concerned with silly things like comfort. In short, you hate it.

>"Toxin, pack your things. We got butts to kick and an island to tear down!"
>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
>Go and thank the hag for helping your friend
>Other?
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>>4542283
>>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
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>>4542283
>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
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>>4542283
>>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
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>>4542283
>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
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>>4542283
>"GAH! What the hell is up with this place?! And why did that stupid cowboy get mad over some soup?!"
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>>4542283
Lydia, thank you for saving me!
Toxin, stay here and rest. I'm going to kill me a sheriff, once i find some milk for my kneecaps.
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Time to find out what the secret ingredient is
You've already seen it
>writing

>>4542305
I'll try to remember that when you actually decide to go kick ass
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>>4542309
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWq2iT0v_nU
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You scratch your head with both hands while thinking as hard as you can. All you achieve is becoming frustrated.
"RAAH! What is up with this place? This whole island is nutty! Why does it matter that I drank some SOUP?"

*ahem*
Gu clears his throat and points at Lyda who hides completely, forcing your chef to go and get her. He gently pushes her out from her hiding place. She avoids eye contact as much as she can, in fact she doesn't raise her head at all, focusing on the ground and moving her leg around nervously.
"I erm, I-"
God she just doesn't have a spine does she?
"I know what it is... The p-prayer trees carry a deadly pathogen that causes quick and painful death within an hour. Symptoms include high fever, convulsions and cell death resulting in rapid putrefaction which ends in the explosion of the cadaver and the spreading of a second generation airborne strain that can rapidly infect the whole of the island if not properly contained."

Whoa. That was a lot of words you didn't know!
"Toxin. Me brain hurts."

"She says the tree makes you sick, kills you and makes you explode."

"Aaaah!"

"I-It's not that simp-"

"Just leave him be. You almost did more damage to him than the pathogen."

That makes sense. So it's bad. But there are some things that still nag you. For example why are you feeling fine after drinking it twice, or why is there such a shitty thing in this place. As luck would have it the weird, ugly, smelly girl has answers for them as she can't seem to stop.
"I-It appears that the abnormal temperature of your body is the key. I-I took your core temperature and each time it was much higher than normal. And what counted as a slight fever for you would cause instant death to any human. I believe the bacteria burned out in you..."
Lyda then appears to become sullen.
"As for the trees... they were not always like that. W-When I was little the trees were a symbol of hope-"

"What is she talking about Toxin?"

"I'll translate... The thing you saw is the tip-top of the tree, the rest is underground. The roots go down and pull water from underground. But the corpses you saw outside leak corpse juice into the water hole. That's what makes you sick."

"Ooooooh. So does that mean I can't drink it anymore?"

"YOU STILL WANT TO DRINK IT?!"
Finally the girl breaks out of her shell as both she and Gu shout at you.

>But who brought the corpses?
>What is she doing here? What about the story about her dad?
>Okay. I heard enough! I don't like it here and I'll burn it all to the ground. Any objections?
>Other?
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>>4542346
>But who brought the corpses?
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>>4542346
>But who brought the corpses?
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>>4542346
>But who brought the corpses?
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>>4542346
>>But who brought the corpses?
Nailed it
Also we need to know the origin of the corpses before we burn it all down so we can be thorough in the cleansing
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>>4542346
>But who brought the corpses?
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>>4542346
>>But who brought the corpses?
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Sad zombo noises
>writing
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"So the dead are the thing that's bad. But who brought them?"

Lyda becomes sad.
"It's the Sheriff-"
Your blood spikes when hearing that.
"T-The sheriff and the mayor. The mayor makes the rules and the sheriff makes you obey. You break it, you get thrown in here. But they always make new rules. If they want you to do something, new rule. If they want you to stop doing something, new rule. People go and work in the mines because they are told to, they work in the brothel because they are told to. Some people live outside of towns in small farms, like the Jenkins brothers. If you do that they check up on you to make sure you behave. If not, this is where you are sent."

Toxin shakes his head and looks at you.
"And apparently the mayor is just doing what the sheriff tells him to. The mayor rules because the sheriff doesn't like running things. He just wants to enjoy the island all to himself, so he helps the mayor stay in power, in return he gets to make up new rules when people start obeying the old ones."

You nod.
"When he runs out of law to enforce he makes new ones."

"My thoughts exactly. He enjoys this..."

You turn to Lyda.
"Why don't people do anything about this?"

"B-Because they can't. W-We had the sheriff for a little over 20 years. Anybody who tried to do something died. Now nobody tries. Because the sheriff can't be stopped. He rules the island."
She then tries to force herself to smile but it's obviously fake.
"B-But that's okay. We got used to it. People get by."

You glare at her enough to make her crawl behind a table to hide from you.
"No... Don't get by. Live!"
You raise your voice.
"Get mad! Get angry! Do something!"

"Y-You can't! Didn't you hear! The Sheriff is unstoppable! Y-You best get your friends and run away from here before he finds out you're alive!"

"No. Toxin! I need some milk! I need to get some new knees so I can shove my boot up his bum!"

"Actually, you don't. Try to stand up."

"Huh?"
You jump off the operating table and some sharp pain side your legs are fine. You start laughing and jumping up and down with glee.
"Whoa! Check this out! It works!"

"P-Please don't move around. Your need to get used to them first-"

"Huh?"

"She healed you. Turns out she's quite skilled. I think we could use someone like her."

"Nnnno! I don't wanna! I don't like her!"

Gu shakes his head and turns to Lyda.
"Don't worry. He'll get around to you. He just prefers bad girls."

"T-Then I don't understand... I'm quite bad at everything."

"Still we'll need her to get back to town quick. She knows her way around the island. So... what's the plan cap?"

>Isn't it obvious? I'm going to go and kick their butts!
>We need to do something about these corpses don't we?
>We go and rescue our crew. Then we figure things out
>Other?
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>>4542394
>Isn't it obvious? I'm going to go and kick their butts!
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>>4542394
>>We need to do something about these corpses don't we?
BURN
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>>4542394
>We need to do something about these corpses don't we?
>We go and rescue our crew. Then we figure things out

Gotta get rid of the source of the disease so the water can get clean again.
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>>4542394
>>We go and rescue our crew. Then we figure things out
While we still have the element of surprise.

Loving Silver's big Cave Johnson energy

Lyda a cute and needs love
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>>4542394
>We need to do something about these corpses don't we?
I am curious about Lyda's story, but lets get back on the seas before that.
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Guess we'll cleanse this place first.
Now if this works out well you may get a big opening

3d10 best of 3, dc 14, crit 26

>>4542407
Spoilers about Lydas backstory
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Rolled 1, 2, 4 = 7 (3d10)

>>4542412
Let's give the sherrif a warm hug.
Made of fire.
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Rolled 9, 9, 7 = 25 (3d10)

>>4542412
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Rolled 6, 4, 10 = 20 (3d10)

>>4542412
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Rolled 6, 5, 1 = 12 (3d10)

>>4542412
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>>4542414
I'll give this to you because I was a dingus and didn't give you the +2 you deserved
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>>4542414
whatever is watching over me has decided I don't deserve to crit
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>>4542414
fuuuu->>4542418
UCK YEAH
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>>4542418
Perhaps I should count my blessings more often.
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>>4542418
You're too good to us, spooks. We don't deserve you!
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"Well I suppose we need to clean this place up first-"

"Ah, to help the island?"

"Nnnnope! I'm getting SICK of the smell and I need a warm-up! Literally. A'ight where's the exit of this musty cave... Wait where IS the exit?"

Gu looks at the girl.
"Lyda. We'd like to leave."

"N-No! I refuse. You can not leave in your condition! I won't allow it!"

You walk up and leer at her with the biggest, meanest scowl you can manage.
"And who's gonna stop us? You?"
The coward offends you but lucky for her she lets out an "EEEP" and runs to a wall in her panic. She touches it and the solid, whole wall just disappears leaving a chunk of silver in its place.
"Whatthe-"

"She has a devil fruit."

"Greeeeat. The coward has a fruit that lets her run away. How cool..."

"Sarcasm is unbecoming of you."

"Coughing up blood because of some silly illness is uncooming of you."

"Becoming. And point taken."

You leave the place through the hole the girl somehow produced in the wall and reenter the massive cave where the mound of bodies is. It appears to have grown a little in your absence. You quickly ask Gu how much time has passed and he says about 1 day. Well... time to put an end to that. But first you try to steal the tissues in Toxins nose so you can plug your own but he slaps your wrist with his chopsticks, making you cry. Resigning yourself to the olfactory assault you sigh and start some stretching exercises. Lyda then runs up to you and crosses her arms in a cross pattern.

"S-Stop! You can't do manual-"
But Gu pulls her aside and covers her.

Once ready you smile and transform into a hybrid. Your body begins to exude a terrifying amount of heat as your skin flushes with red and the air around you begins to vibrate. With all your fury you begin flapping your wings, whipping up a great tempest of scorching hot air. The bodies in front of you start to dry up and embers begin to fly out of them. Soon a pillar of fire erupts as things continue to heat up and the corpses start burning. Your wings twist the fire into a vortex that flies up, signaling most everyone on the island that something is going on.
"I hope that grassmole Luke sees this! Because he's next!"

You stop flailing around and the firestorm abates into a small pile of ash and smoldering embers. The air burns your lungs but it's quite refreshing after the stench of rot and decay. The place has been cleansed.
"I-Impossible! W-With that much heat even the underground caverns must've been boiled clean!"

"Wouldn't that hurt the trees?"

"N-No mister cook. The trees are much hardier than that."

You smile.
"Good! I can undo in a minute that these guys built in 20 years! That means I can kick their ass in five seconds!"
Luke must've seen that. He's probably on his way.

>Let's split up. Toxin, go and save our comrades.
>Go to the town together and free everyone
>Other?
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>>4542440
>Go to the town together and free everyone
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>>4542440
>hide in the sand, wait for luke to show up and listen for his footsteps, then ambush him
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>>4542440
>>Go to the town together and free everyone
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>>4542440
>Go to the town together and free everyone
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>>4542440
>Let's split up. Toxin, go and save our comrades
We Lunastra now

Aight so plans. Luke knows something is up now and we got to hope he doesn't think it's us or he might go after the others right away. So Silver gets to him first and runs interference while Toxin gets the others seems like a good choice.
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>>4542440
>Go to the town together and free everyone

>She touches it and the solid, whole wall just disappears leaving a chunk of silver in its place.

I can't be the only one that noticed this, right?
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Unexpected but okay
Leaving the main course for last
>writing

>>4542464
No. You can't just pull this out of your ass anytime. This had such a big result because of the ample "fuel" present
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>>4542471
It's very interesting. I'm wondering if it's actual silver or just something that looks like it. Either way, it could be really useful.
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>>4542477
Actual chunk of silver.
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>>4542477
My first guess is her power lets her "condense" matter into a smaller object of equivalent value. Also seems to work in reverse since she had to seal the entrance somehow.
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>>4542473
Aww, well if we ever need to get rid of a bunch of bodies quick...
>>4542471
I would like to stick around and talk to her but there are more important things on Silver's mind and she kinda pisses him off.
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>>4542478
Pretty neat. Going to say it doesn't work on organic material, or else she would've gotten rid of the bodies herself, and it'd basically be an instant win in any fight.
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>>4542482
>>4542477
All I'm going to say is that it's on Sugar levels of useful
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>>4542485
Nah. She could've got rid of them. She just liked having them around.
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>>4542489
Oh. That's uh. I guess they gave her comfort?
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>>4542491
Sometimes you just need a pile of corpse friends.
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You nod at your work with satisfaction.
"Well how about that?"

"Bet everyone saw that. Including our resident bastard. So what now? Shall I prepare my cauldron? I admit I'm not looking forward to boiled asshole but I'll make an exception for him."

"Naw. We go to town while he's coming here. Gotta rescue my crew!"

"Got it. But we need a guide. We'd just get lost out there."

You both look at Lyda who's quickly shaking her head in protest. Not more than five seconds later you grab her and Toxin with your clawed feet and take off flying. She screams quite loudly even as Gu tries to calm her down so you fly quite high just so that nobody could hear it. And good thing too because Luke would've noticed you if you flew low enough. With information pried from her you manage to locate Portland with relative ease.

You descend at its very edge and drop off your "luggage" before landing. Omukade has to make sure she doesn't throw up as you give the place a quick lookover. Almost immediately you spot your first mate with a rope tied around his neck and balancing on a single wooden log so that he doesn't choke to death.
"Toxin."

"Yeah I see it. I'll get him."

But the others you don't see. At all. They must be in one of the buildings.
>Search for them
>Start shouting and demand they release Marcella and Hagetaka
>Other?
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>>4542506
>>Search for them
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>>4542506
>Start shouting and demand they release Marcella and Hagetaka
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>>4542506
>>Search for them
Let's see if our ears can pick up Marcella swearing wherever she is
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>>4542506
>Search for them
Ear powers, go!
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>>4542506
>Search for them
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>>4542506
>>Search for them
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>>4542506
>>Search for them
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>>4542506
>Search for them
Kick down every door untill we find our friends!
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Doing it subtly? I thought you would beat the town into the dirt
A'ight. This gives you an opportunity
3d10+1 best of 3, dc 10, crit 23
>writing
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Rolled 6, 5, 4 + 1 = 16 (3d10 + 1)

>>4542538
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Rolled 1, 2, 6 = 9 (3d10)

>>4542538
The townsfolk didn't do this to us. To Lydia.
The sheriff did. His mayor did.

And they need to pay for it.
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Rolled 7, 2, 8 = 17 (3d10)

>>4542538
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Hmmmm no treasure for you until after the battle
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>>4542551
We're here for a different sort of treasure, anyhow.
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>>4542555
It do be the kind of treasure Silver likes. And one that might've helped you
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>>4542555
Yea, killing the sheriff and getting Lyda as a crew member would be enough. Treasure doesn't hurt though.
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>>4542555
Aye, the booties what already belong to us
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If we kill Luke, would any of our crew have the foresight to ask where his devil fruit goes? I dont know exactly what his fruit does, but I have a feeling it would regrow itself from some sort of cactus fruit in typical deserty western fashion.
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>>4542567
You're asking some dangerous things
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>>4542567
I hope if it does grow back quick enough the Jenkins boys get a hold of it. Our crew itself needs to be swole as well as the leadership. And we're doing alright so we just need the everymen to catch up.
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>>4542573
In character or out of character? Silver probably wouldn't think or know to ask unless the land tells him something, and I don't know how much our crewmates know about how devil fruits work to even know to look for it.
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You put your ears to work and try to filter your surroundings for obvious signs of your companions. Quickly you find one that sounds promising. A frankly stunning number of profanities strung together with proficiency only rivaled by the most eloquent of poets and the most pissed off of sailors. That should be it. You follow it as well as the trail of crying people crawling out of the building which the curses originate from. Turns out it's the same place you've been to before "Bro the L" which makes you even more angry. If they put them in such a seedy place then they'll get no mercy from you.

As you enter though several people get in your way, mainly the local workers wearing silly dresses.
"Erm, sorry but aren't you supposed to be dead? The sheriff will want to hear of this-"

"Outta the way."
You grab one of them and toss them out of the way, which prompts the other patrons to run the fuck away or hide while the other sex workers draw their many concealed weapons including stilettos and derringers. The fat lady leading the place also comes out laughing at you.

"Hoehoehoe! What do we have here?"

"Where are my men?"

"You mean those two stickbugs? They are upstairs entertaining a guest! You can join them if you wish. You'll have a place to sleep, we'll teach you all the industry tricks... certainly a lot better than what Cutey-Lukey has in store for you~!"

"Where. Are. THEY?"

Suddenly a door upstairs is kicked open, revealing Hook and Angel wearing the same outfit as the others. As well as the loud, rude pig from the tavern. She seems quite angry and when she speaks up you realize it was her who was cursing all this time.
"Alright what's all this racket?! AND WHERE ARE MY PIZZAS?! I ASKED FOR FIFTEEN TWO MINUTES AGO!"

"Silver!"
"Silver!"

You ignore everyone and look at the girls. Looks like they are both fine.
"Hey! You're okay!"

"Yeah. This one covered for us-"
Hook points at the pink haired girl with her thumb.
"The rest are asshole."

"Awright! Then let's get out of-"

"Wait Silver! Get our weapons!"

>Nod and search for the baseball bat and the spear
>I'd rather beat these ones up
>Other?
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>>4542581
I wonder what happened to them. We left them alone, so they either ran off or Luke killed them.
>>4542584
Would Silver even know that Devil Fruits grow back? I don't think he's been told. I wouldn't be surprised if he just thought that it's gone once someone dies.
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>>4542592
>Nod and search for the baseball bat and the spear
Probably going to be in the same place we find the mayor and Luke.
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>>4542592
>>Nod and search for the baseball bat and the spear
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>>4542592
>Nod and search for the baseball bat and the spear

>>4542593
That's what I thought concerning the devil fruits too. It really up to what our crew knows and what exposition we get from the Voice to even look.
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>>4542592
>Nod and search for the baseball bat and the spear
>proceed to kill everyone except the girls afterwards
>miss piggy doesn't count as a girl
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Right. Enabling the girls rather than fighting the whores yourselves. Bueno
Now hold onto your butts

>writing
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You nod and start looking for the weapons, completely disregarding the lads and ladies of the establishment. The madame merely laughs at you, stating you'll never find the weapons as she'll kill you first. Needless to say she becomes quite surprised when you jump over the counter and retrieve the bat and the spear almost immediately and throw them to their rightful owners. Marcella and Hagetaka smile and rip their outifts apart, leaving only the leotards intact. They assume their fighting stance and turn to the pink haired girl.

"Thanks for covering for us. Now get out unless you wanna get hurt."
She shrugs and jumps out of a nearby window and starts running away. Meanwhile Hook cracks a smile as she raises her trusty bat.
"Hey Cowtits! Which one you want? The fat pig sitting in the town hall or these fat piggies here?"

"I won't rest until I skewer that foul man."

"Good! 'Cuz I want to destroy these clowns!"

They break up and Marcella slides down the railings of the stairs before getting to work while Hagetaka breaks down on of the walls with her spear and making a mad dash towards the town hall. At the same time you hear fighting erupting outside as Gu encountered some resistance while trying to free Jaws. But sadly you don't have the luxury of helping any of them as you start hearing the sound of thundering hooves. He's here.

You make your way outside and stand in the middle of the street, calmly waiting the coming storm. As you do Lyda walks up to you, earning your ire.
"What are you doing?"

"I-I want to help!"

She can barely stand but she wants to help?
"Pffft. Get out of here you scaredy-cat. You're not needed."

"P-Please!"

>Fine. I don't care
>Fine. Just stay behind me
>No. Don't get in my way
>Other?
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>>4542638
>Fine. Prove your worth then.
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>>4542638
>>Fine. Just stay behind me
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>>4542638
>Fine. Just stay behind me
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>>4542638
>>Fine. Just stay behind me
Now we know the Sheriff wanted to kill her, so she's acting as bait. He has to go around us to shoot her. Therefore we know his next move. This is a 10,000 IQ play that he can not overcome by simply shooting us instead.
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>>4542648
What if he shoots through us and hits her?
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>>4542638
>>Fine. Just stay behind me
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>>4542650
That just means you don't stand in front of her so he can't shoot through you!
Silver can't be outsmarted!
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>>4542653
>local pirate's brain so big it causes gravitational interference
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So she gets to stay huh? Okay. This might be either a handicap or a boon for you
>writing

And this might be the last one as my back is acting up. I slept the wrong way yesterday and it's been aching the whole day

>>4542656
Just imagine the possibilities
>Hawkins or some other diviner tries to peer into the future while Silver is around
>They look genuinely scared, turn around and leave without a word
>When asked about what they saw all they say is "I don't know"
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"Fine. You want to prove yourself? Do it behind me."

She nods and takes a step behind you so she's half covered as the man himself gallops into town. He quickly jumps down from his horse and smacks Awai on the ass to make him keep running. The horse passes you and gives you a murderous glance but you ignore it completely, deciding to focus on Luke instead.

"Well. This is unexpected. Now tell me something pirate. Because I have two questions. How do you still live after drinkin' that stuff? And how dare you still live after I killed you?"

"Maybe you're just bad at killing-"
BANG
He opens fire thrice from his hip, the same trick he used before. But now you don't have a bleeding crewmate to distract you. Drawing your sword you intercept the bullets.
"See? Same trick every time. It's really showing that you're old."

"I'll get back to ya' on that one. Lyda dear. It's been too long. You've grown since last time I saw ye'. Were 'bout this tall, playin' with your ball 'n such. Alone. The others mocking you. Where has the time gone?"
She does not respond to him and just hides further behind your back.
"Course, t'was all your fault for bein' weird. Suppose that's just how you end up without a mommy. Anyway, did you heal these clowns? That's bad Lyda, real bad. We 'eard rumors about you goin' around and cutting people up in the night, suckin' their blood. We figured you picked up your daddys profession. Coulda used ya. But now I'm afraid we can no longer do this the easy way. It'll hurt... that is unless you come 'ere willingly. You help me pass my kidney stone and I might convince the mayor to let all this slide for ye."

"I-I-I-"
She keeps mumbling and avoiding direct confrontation with Luke. You grow tired of it so you grab her by the hand and pull her in front of you. Grabbing her cheeks from two sides you raise her head so she has to look at the sheriff. Almost instantly you feel something overwhelming bubbling to the surface from her. She then explodes.
"I WILL NEVER WORK FOR YOU SCUM! I'D RATHER SEE THE COUNTRY DIE THAN HELP THE ONE WHO KILLED MY DADDY!"

Your mind blanks out as you hear that and stare at Luke who covers his face with his hand.
"Hawhawhawhaw! YEEEHHAHAHAHAHHA! Oh boy! You saw that? Damn. This is a fine pickle innit? Oh well. Can't win 'em all."
BANG
He fires again, this time at Lyda. Lucky that you were holding onto her, that meant you could intercept the bullet with the back of your bat wing as you did a quick morph.
"Sorry about that lass. But that ain't my fault. Wasn't me who came out of the woodworks sayin' we ought to stop killin' people an' dumpin' 'em into that big hole. No idea how he figured out but I had to shut 'im up before he could sing. You understand, right?"
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And that's the end for today
I'll be working in the weekend so no sessions then. I may however provide fights for the crewmembers. Here are the match-ups
>Murray vs Awai
>Marcella vs Brothel
>Hagetake vs the Mayor
>Gu vs a fellow gourmand

Have a good night
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>>4542721
Thanks for the run boss.
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>>4542715
Guess who's getting burned to cinders!
That's right, it's the sheriff!

But not before we carve him up and let Lydia drink his blood!
silver totally isn't a smiling psychopath due to being a traumatized orphan raised by wolves
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>>4542721
>>Gu vs a fellow gourmand
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>>4542715
Woah think of the great cosmic karma we'll get for exterminating the people responsible for killing damn near an entire island. That's like at least two Dharma Klondikes worth of good vibes we'll earn.
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>>4542721
>Gu vs a fellow gourmand
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>>4542721
>Gu vs a fellow gourmand

Now this’ll be interesting
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>everyone interested in the gourmand
>not the fucking horse
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>>4543594
Who said you had to choose?
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As Silver goes on to free Hook and Angel of their bondage Toxin is hard at work trying to free Jaws. He climbs on top of the gibbet and begins fiddling with the unnaturally tough noose.
"Don't worry. I got you."

"You're alive. That's a relief."
The fishman speaks through his dry, cracked lips.

"Damn you're dehydrated."

"Don't worry about it. Just promise me you won't try to use me in one of your dishes."

"No promises... Blast! What is this rope made out of? Steel?!"

"It's the h- WATCH OUT! IT'S BILLY!"

"Wha-"

Suddenly Gu finds a meat hook around his neck, yanking him away from the platform and throwing him to the dusty road with enough force to make him tumble into a nearby cart and breaking it into splinters. He coughs up blood as his ravaged body suffers further damage and he tries to catch his breath while a giant of a man wearing a potato sack on his head is dancing next to the gibbet.

"I did it! I did it! I saved the fishie!"
The big oaf stops bouncing around and starts walking towards Gu, each step he takes makes small objects around him bounce.
"Star Man said fishie is mine if he tries to flee. He said Billy can eat him now. But you try steal fishie. So Billy eat you too!"

"Who is this idiot?"

"Me Billy. Billy the Butcher!"
The big guy giggles and impales Gu on a meat hook as he was still recovering. Billy then used his massive fists to pummel Omukade into submission until his body went limp. Laughing once more Billy began salivating as he fantasized about what to do with his new acquisition.
"Ooooh. Skinny meat but strong. Me will debone you and eat you raw! No! Cut you into steak! YES! Cook you well done I will and serve with piney apple before eating fishie!"

"Pineapple?"
Gu raised his hand and tightly gripped the meat hook. In an instant it shattered like glass surprising Billy quite a bit. Gu then tried his best to stand straight as he took out his trust chopsticks.
"I'll accept dying. I'll even consider being eaten a good death. But you, you tasteless, foul, disgusting pig. I refuse to nourish someone with SUCH GARBAGE TASTE!"

He took off the bandanna he bought in town and manages to disgust Billy.
"Ewwww. You look weird! You sick? You not look tasty."

"Oh don't worry about me. You're about to look much worse! Now. Let's prepare the meat!"

Dipping the tip of his chopsticks into the toxic secretions coming from his cheek Gu rushes down the gigantic man. He jumps up and steps on Billys meat hook and cleaver before stabbing his forehead with his stick. Vaulting over and running around the giant man he continues poking him in various places, each one sending a ripple through the fat mans body as his Hasshoken does its work, though Billy doesn't really seem to feel any pain from it. In fact he starts laughing as it tickles him.
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Once he's done dancing around the giant Toxin stops and stares Billy down.
"You done? Why stop? Billy felt fun!"

"I'm done. If you feel like it you can attack me. But I don't recommend it... Because I hate dying."

"Hmmmm Billy no get it. But Billy know you want free fishie! So Billy kill you!"

The fat man charges Gu who nonchalantly puts his chopsticks away and raises both of his palms. When he gets in range the master chef of poisons simply pats him on the belly with both hands, causing Billy to freeze in place. Not out of realization, he's too dumb for that. But because his joints stiffened up as if they were filled with concrete. Billy can't even speak now as his jaw is locked tight. His eyes roll back into his skull and his mouth starts frothing.

"Centipede style: Toxic shock!"
The vibrations he sent into Billy caused the poison inserted into his system to spread at an alarming rate, discoloring Billys skin until it was purple. At that point the giant man was effectively dead and all it took for him to fall over was a single flick from Gu. As he landed the poison chef simply shook his head as he walked back to free Jaws.

"Nice job."

"No. It's a tragic waste... I wanted to use the poison to prep his meat but then I realized with all the garbage he ate I'd get sick from him."
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>Gu hates pineapple
...I just lost some respect for our resident chef.
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>>4543758
Specifically meat with pineapple.
Though Billy wanting him well done did not help things
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>>4543758
Pineapple mostly sucks
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>>4543770
I disagree.

But I also recognize that i won't be changing your view on this, therefore I won't harp on about the subject matter further. Thank you and goodnight.
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>>4543758
The only good pineapple I've ever had was when it was used in a marinade and not actually served alongside or on anything. Pineapple is pretty lame honestly.
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>>4543782
All I'm saying is that the singular good thing about pineapple is that girls know it makes the dick taste better.
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>>4543758
I only really like pineapple in desserts, or flavors in desserts.
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So. I may be able to run on Tuesday
But if not then on Wednesday. I may even be able to do multiple, long sessions between either of those and Sunday.
We'll see how it goes

As usual is should be at 15:00 GMT
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>>4544923
do you like pineapple on your quests?
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>>4544990
Only if it's boneless.
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>>4544990
I only like canned pineapple by itself
I sometimes buy it and eat the entire can right on the spot
Strange though, I'm okay with other fruits in my food. Raisin in rice, half of a peach on a chicken breast with melted cheese on top, turkey breast filled with plum and wrapped in bacon, fruit sauces with beef you name it.
But I detest pineapple in food
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When both Angel and Silver left the brothel Marcella found herself facing off against the entire establishment. How unfortunate... for them. Just as she was getting ready with her bat the courtesans were already rushing her in great numbers. Little did they know that she was about to give them the facelift many of them been waiting for a while now, but not the way they hoped.

The loud thwacking sound of metal striking bone rung as she smacked the ambitious harlots into the nearby walls, putting holes in them and leaving the rear ends of the whores sticking out. Which all things considered wasn't that unusual here but still... As Marcella was releasing her pent up frustration on her captors a vicious grin spread across her face like the red matter spurting from her unfortunate victims. This did not please the Madame one bit.
"My cuties! You little rat! What are you doing with the merchandise? LILY! JASMINE! Shove that bat of hers where it belongs!"

The others pull back as the two lead bitches jump into the fray and surround Marcella. Lily points her gun at her and tells her to drop the weapon whilst Jasmine, the tan one goes behind her. Hook complies and drops her weapon without much resistance. However as the dark skinned slut tries to subdue her she grins and with a mighty backswing kicks the feminine guy right between the legs with her high heel... at the end of which she created a fishing hook. Jasmine lets out a high pitched scream which horrifies everyone present. Marcella just chuckles and rips out a few strands of her hair to boot, which she blows in the direction of Lily.
"Bait rain!"
The hairs turn into small hooks which pin her entire body to the wall painfully.

Picking her bat back up she laughs.
"What's wrong girlyman? I only helped you fit in! As for you-"
She swung her bat at the belly of Lily, knocking her out.
"I think getting a baby would be bad for business. You don't need to thank me. It was my pleasure!"
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She walks up to the Madame who's furious by this point.
"You... Do you have any idea how long it'll take to bounce back from this? I'll have to work my cuties ragged! Skinny little whores like you are so cruel! But don't worry. We'll get you straightened out! I'll have you strapped down during happy hour! You'll learn to behave then! Yes. You'll be fattened up and made into a REAL woman soon enough. Imagine all the boys having their way with your plump flesh! You'll learn how to be a real woman then!"

Marcella just yawns, barely paying attention to her rambling.
"So basically you regret getting so fat not even the town horses want to mount you anymore and now you're just jelly?"

"I'LL KILL YOU!"

The well sized woman charges Marcella with a frothing mouth which tells the small girl that she hit the mark. With a giggle she does a spin kick into the gut of the hyppo like woman. But her smile quickly disappears as she realizes several things. One, the hook sprouting from her heel probably did no damage beyond pain as the Madames skin is thicker than an elephants. And two-
"Oh dear. Sweet. Lord! I HOPE that's grease between your folds!"

Down on her luck and one shoe Marcella pulls her leg free as the Madame begins laughing.
"Do you see now? This is what a woman should be! Thick, curvaceous with mounds a man can play with! A little twig like you-"

"You're not thick! You're FAT!"
She swings her bat at the owners jaw but it gets lodged between her chins and now Marcella is really disgusted.
"Fine! You want to do this the hard way? Let's do it the Marcella way! BAIT-"

"Now on your knees you little-"

"BLADE!"

Drawing her hand Marcella made a loud wooshing sound and the Madame froze. She looked down as an overwhelming amount of pain spread through her body. The thing in the little ladies hand was too big to be called bait. Too big, too thick, too heavy and too rough. As she falls over Marcella retrieves her beloved bat and spits on her. It'll be a pain in the ass to clean for sure.
"This is what happens when you challenge the master baiter of the Silver pirates. Bitch. God I hope Silver didn't hear t
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That's Marcella done
Sadly I can't do Hagetakas fight yet. Instead I'll be running tomorrow at 15:00 GMT

And good thing too because the Jaws fight has some major spoilers in it concerning YOUR fight
But rest assured they will be done. Sooner or later
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>>4546174
>>4546177
Two very cool attacks from Marcella. The fact that you made them from bait images is the best part.
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This shit's great, I'm so happy I finally caught a thread. Spookyng if you leave us I'll hunt you down. Also Jinbe will still end up helping the straw hats at fishman island right? Cause it's cool we interact with canon but I kinda like what we got going here. Speaking of, how's canon looking right now? Where are Luffy and the gang compared to us? For that matter where's Kidd?
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>>4546454
Canon is still fine and standing but took a suckerpunch.
If you don't do anything to change things Jimbo will still be a Straw Hat
they are in Alabasta right now
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>>4546634
Damn they cleared 3 islands in the time it took us to jump through most of 2
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>>4546898
Whiskey peak and Little Garden took less than a day each. Drum island took 2 at most.
Jimbo knocked you out for a few days.
It's no big surprise
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You stare at the laughing sheriff and pull Lyda back behind your back as she bites down on her finger in her frustration. You keep looking at him and conclude that his laugh is genuine, as genuine as his distaste of Lyda, of you and the prayer trees. Slowly the pieces fall into place and things become clear. He genuinely believes Lyda is the one poisoning the island out of revenge and has no idea that he's the real cause of it all. Well not like it matters anyway. Where he's going he won't need to know that.

"Hey fudgehole!"

"HAWHAW-Huh?"

"Who's got two thumbs and about to be bodied? You are!"
You thrust your fists forward with your thumbs pointing at Luke.

"Th-that ain't how ya do that-"
Pfffft. What does he think you are? Stupid? Of course that's how you do it! You just did.
"But no matter. You wanna go for a scrap? A'ight. Won't be the first, nor the last snot nosed brat whose career I'll cut short. Because if you mess with the Law... the Law messes you up pardner."

Luke readies his right hand over his gun. His fingers are perfectly steady and his gaze is sharp. The mood of the street shifts as people clear it in a panic. Suddenly the faint sensation of dread becomes much more apparent. The gallows and the graveyard behind the sheriffs office starts chanting "death" over and over again. This is gonna get ugly real quick. You look at Lyda behind you, she's still very angry despite her overwhelming fear.

>"Hey Stitches. Can you fight?"
>Tell the girl behind you to fight if she wants but she better not get in your way
>Grab her by the collar and throw her far away
>Other?
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FUCK
I'm sorry everyone. I bumped into an old friend on the way home and forgot about the session
Don't worry I'm here now
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>>4547050
>Grab her by the collar and throw her far away
Outta the way squirt.
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>>4547050
>>"Hey Stitches. Can you fight?"
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>>4547050
>"Hey Stitches. Can you fight?"
Time to prove your worth
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>>4547050
>"Hey Stitches. Can you fight?"
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Well. You may regret this or-
>writing

3d10+1 best of 3, dc: 13, crit: 22
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Rolled 7, 8, 5 + 1 = 21 (3d10 + 1)

>>4547079
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Rolled 3, 10, 5 + 1 = 19 (3d10 + 1)

>>4547079
here i go
>>4547083
ARGH
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Rolled 5, 4, 7 + 1 = 17 (3d10 + 1)

>>4547079
Let's fuck shit up
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>>4547083
No lucking out this time!
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"Hey Stitches-"

"H-Huh?"

"You know how to fight?"

"N-No..."

You smirk.
"You better learn quick then!"

"W-Wha-"

She barely even has enough time to react before you take off and charge at Luke. The mad cowboy scoffs at this.
"Tch. You just don't get it do ya?"

He fans the chamber of his pistol and releases a volley of six bullets. You manage to dodge around them confidently. Your ears picked up the sound of his shot and you've seen it before. Dodging it now is nothing but childs play. As you make it up to him you draw your sword and prepare to cut him to ribbons.
"No! You don't get it. Nobody tells me what to do. AND GETS AWAY WITH IT!"

But Luke just smiles confidently. Then as you're about to strike you hear the sound of metal striking metal and the whoosh of bullets flying. Somehow they bounced around to come back at you. Has he lost his mind? If those penetrate you they'll be hitting him next. Turning around to block them you see Lyda running around picking up six pebbles from the ground and tossing them in the air. She then raises her hands and crosses her two index fingers.
"No backsies!"

Suddenly the bullets disappear and get replaced by the pebbles she just tossed. They harmlessly bounce off your chest while the six bullets fly straight up far away from you. Amazed you whistle, completely ignoring Luke who seems pissed.
"Why you!"
He does a spinning kick and hits you in the chin with his spurs.

It's strong enough to send you into a nearby building with a loud "AAAAAAAA" but after blowing a hole in its wall you emerge unscathed.
"Didn't hurt!"
This little reset gave you some valuable information. Like how Luke has some tricks up his sleeve... but so does Lyda.

>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense
>Occupy Luke to give Lyda a chance to hit him. Maybe that'll do something
>Use the girl. She's now a target. Maybe she can be bait as well
>Other?
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>>4547121
>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense
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>>4547121
>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense
What better way to build trust than life and death situations?
W-wait, does she have Law's devil fruit?
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>>4547131
No
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>>4547121
>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense

We're getting our selves some weird ass crew members. Poison chef, fish dude, those cowboy brothers, a shandoran, I can't even remember what our master baiter is. Y'all think she and Brook would get along considering their similar aesthetic?
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>>4547121
>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense
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>>4547134
Marcella is a smol girl with red hair in a suit
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>>4547137
Ah right, an Irish!
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>>4547121
>>Occupy Luke to give Lyda a chance to hit him. Maybe that'll do something
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>>4547121
>>Trust the girl to cover you. Commit fully to offense
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Balls to the wall. I like it!
But you might not

3d10+2, dc 18, crit 26

>writing
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Rolled 1, 8, 9 + 2 = 20 (3d10 + 2)

>>4547155
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Rolled 7, 7, 8 + 2 = 24 (3d10 + 2)

>>4547155
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Rolled 9, 3, 10 + 2 = 24 (3d10 + 2)

>>4547155
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Rolled 6, 4, 6 + 2 = 18 (3d10 + 2)

>>4547155
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>>4547160
>>4547158
So close
Yet so far
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>>4547158
>>4547160
Oh you fucking tease
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