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"It's also covered in real gold. They said you can eat it and I tried but it doesn't have any taste. But at least that means you don't have to bother opening them one by one."

"Really?"
Big Mom lifts the chest above her head and tips it over so its contents roll into her gaping mouth. When the last of the chocolate coins rolls into her mouth she slams her piehole shut and starts chewing with a very satisfied smile on her face.
"What a great gift! I like nothing more than sweets and surprises! How did you come up with this?"

"I was just thinking about what I'd like to get."

The big lady leans forward and grabs your body like it was a doll and lifts you up. Unlike Fishy's hand hers are obviously old but not wrinkly due to all the fat and they smell of sugar and perfume, almost like cotton candy. Big Mom then walks over to the giant table obviously meant for her and she sets you down on top of it where an identical but normal sized replica of the table is found with some chairs. She makes you sit in one and pats your head before sitting down herself.

"There there. What a thoughtful young man! Mama-mama!"

"Nice table."

"You like it?"

"Yeah very smart. It's a pain when different sized people want to sit at the same table..."

"Right? Mama-mama! It's sadly not a perfect solution. Imagine! A world where everyone can see eye to eye because they are the same height! That'd be the best."

"What about One Piece?"

"Huh?"

"I thought you Emperors want it more than anyone."

"Ah. Yes, of course. But it's not my dream. I'll become the Pirate Queen but it's only a stepping stone. My real dream is that my family and all races could sit at the same table in peace. What about you?"

"Me?"

"Yes. I have lots of friends you know, friends that can tell me things. But when I asked them about you they came up short. Like you just sprouted one day from the dirt, ransacking one island after the next. I wonder... who are you? Where did you come from? And what is your dream you little bundle of mystery."
Big Mom grabs the edges of the table and leans on it. As she does the whole table starts tipping towards her. The large teeth and her almost dripping saliva is deeply unnerving. You're feeling like chocolate now.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Tell you what, if you answer my questions I'll let you ask some things from me! It's only fair that way."

You lean back and cross your arms.
"Hmmmmmmm."

>She seems friendly enough. Tell her everything she wants
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
>Don't wanna
>Other?
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>>5005352
>I can't promise to tell you everything, because not every story is mine to tell. But i'll be happy to tell your my story, at least. (leave out all the important bits, including big sis' name)
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>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.

Dunno about telling her, and literally everyone listening, about the slavery and those painful details we've only really shared with a select few. But she's been nice so far and free food so I don't mind being open about the rest.
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>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
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>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
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>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
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Right, one thing everyone: I'm guessing Eliza is a big part of what to say or not to say... And how do you all feel about it?
Personally I'm all for telling Big Mom about her, it's not like Silver isn't proud of their relationship and, hell, we told Garp for gods sake.
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>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
And my ID is here too!
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>>5005385
I kinda want to drop her name just to see her reaction. But I also don't want Silver to do the whole "check out my scars" thing for everyone present.
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>>5005394
Yea, I'm on the same page there.
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>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
Imagine the sheer panic when marines find out Silver is in Totto Land. Everyone's scared Silver and Big Mom become pals, because both of them are autistic enough for that to be plausible.
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We all seem to be on the same page here
But I'm curious. Do you actually want to name drop Eliza here or nah?
>writing
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>>5005412
That was an actual question.
Do you want to reveal your connection to Eliza?
>Yes
>No
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>>5005412
< nah
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>>5005418
>No
Let's not bring more heat on us and Eliza.
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>>5005385
I'm fine with telling her. Chances are she's already connected the dots anyway.
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>>5005418
>>Yes
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>>5005418
>>5005412
Yes. I made my points, and I'll add another: What would Eliza think if he heard that we were ashamed/dodging around her? It'd break a withered little heart it would!
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>Mention big sis, but don't explicitly say Eliza unless she asks
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>>5005418
Sure
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As you try to open your mouth you hear a set of three footsteps casually approaching the table which is shortly followed by loud greetings.
"Ah Charlotte Linlin! Still as stunning as ever!"

"Morgans you sly dog! I knew you'd come sniffing!"

"Firstly I'm an albatross thank you very much. And second I can smell BIG NEWS happening a mile away. You know I can't help it! And my what news this will be. It seems like everyone else is out of the loop or willfully ignorant but I know a headline when I see one. Mark my words this day will be remembered as the day a Yonko met one of the Worst Generation! The name is still pending but I like the ring of it."

"You know me?"

"Know you? "Cavaliere" Silver? Captain of the Silver Pirates? Destroyer of Dragons? The Demon of Mary Geoise? One of the Thirteen Supernovas? My boy I don't KNOW you, I am a FAN! But where are my manners? "Big News" Morgans at your service! Information broker, journalist, entrepreneur and owner of the World Economy News Paper! And with that I'd like to officially apologize to you. I may have slandered you a little bit here and there but I am still a reporter at heart! When I hear Big News it is my DUTY to see it delivered to the world! And I'd NEVER disrespect you by downplaying your biggest achievements! That's why I decided to publish your exploits at Mary Geoise as they were."

So many names, his words feel like honey in your ears. You like this guy!
"Ooooh. You know Arthur?"

"Who? Ah. Him. Yes. That dog has a good nose for business. Signed an exclusive contract with me which states only he can make photos of you. That rat bastard cost me a pretty penny but I respect his venture capitalism. Anyway do NOT mind me. By all means... go on!"
He produces a notepad with a pen and gives you an attentive stare.

"Well boy?"
Mama gives you a similarly eager look.

"Hmmmm. Well I can't talk for others. Because theirs is not my story and it's boring. But I come from Amble Village-"

"WHAT?!"
Morgans shouts.
"Ahem. Excuse me, continue."

"Anyway when I was very small our ship crashed and everyone but me died. I got stranded on the island before Amble Village was a thing. I did not like that place. The people there enslaved me. It was really not nice. So I burnt the whole place to the ground with everyone in it and decided to become a pirate. I met my first-mate on the first island I sailed to, beat up some bad guys and sailed to the place with lots of pizza and gangsters. I think it was-"

"Gang Town."
Mama cuts you off.
"I know things from there. But what was the Morgans? Do you know something I don't?"

"Well yes Linlin. The Amble Village massacre was pretty BIG NEWS in the West Blue at least. People talked about it for a week at least! It was some sort of weird resort island made by rich nobles who decided avoiding taxes was a human right of theirs and made their own island. They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores from the New World to keep away pirates!"
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>>5005418
>>Yes
Chances are, if shakky already knows, she already figured it out. Just his name and the way silver acts would give it away
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>>5005441
>They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores from the New World to keep away pirates!

Fat lot of good that did 'em.
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>They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores

And who from the Marines do we know who lived on Amble? My my but it would seem Mary's parents might have had some real weight to throw around.
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"Huuuh? How did they manage that?"

"Apparently their daughter had some very serious illness and the nobles were willing to pay for her treatment. Very hush hush. And none of it will ever be found out because the whole town just one day POOF, disappeared. Burnt to the ground with no survivors. Some speculated it was the Government sweeping things under the carpet, others said it was pirates which would've been impossible with two high profile navy soldiers guarding the place. The young Cavaliere's story fits! But I wonder how you managed to do that?"

"It was very easy. Mama and Papa Killgrew left the island and so did their kid. After Big Sis taught me things there was nothing they could do to stop me."

"H-He knows their names? Linlin! I think he's telling the truth! THIS IS BIG NEWS! The origin of Cavaliere Silver and the destruction of an entire town are one and the same! Like a demon from hell he arose from the fires of Amble Town! YES!"

But Big Mom is not concerned by some petty island in one of the blues. She leans forward and starts rubbing her chin.
"Big sister you say?"

"Yeap! Eliza D. Silver!"

"HAH! I knew it!"
Mama slams at the table and makes it quake. She seems happy, or at the very least excited.
"West Blue. The same place she reappeared after Garp thrashed her! So... she's your big sister."

"You know Eliza then?"

"Know her? We were part of the same crew once."

"You too? Like Black Widow"

Mama looks at Morgans who is too busy writing the script for his next big article to notice things.
"So she's alive as well? This I did not know. But yes. I always like that cute little girl. Very loyal. A shame that she did not join my crew, I even told her she can pick from my sons but she refused. She's like an abandoned dog that one, looking for a new alpha or owner to follow. She still considers us part of her pack so she leaves our territory alone. That's the main reason why I let her do as she pleases. But yeah, the resemblance is definitely there. Heh. Doggy got a puppy. How cute!"
Mama then leans back in her chair with a big grin on her face. Looks like your answers satisfied her.
"Alright. I asked my question. Now I'll answer one of yours. Ask and I'll answer."

>Why the invitation?
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!
>Why do they call you Big Mom exactly? Is it because you're big and a mom?
>Other?
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>>5005470
>Other
>How much milk to become as big as you?
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>>5005470
>>Other?
>Tell me about Eliza (and the crew you were both on, I guess)
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>>5005470
>>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!
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>>5005470
>Why the invitation?
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>>5005470
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!

This or the big and a mom one feel the most in character to me.
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>>5005470
>>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!
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>>5005470
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!
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Ooooh that's a good one!
>writing
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"Hmmmmmmmmmm..."

As you start thinking to yourself a pair of cans and a cup walk up to you. They do a little song and dance about whether you want green tea or black tea. You nonchalantly reply that you want milk and the black tea gets excited.
"Black tea is good with milk!"

A fourth container with a face waddles in which is clearly filled with milk. The overzealous can puts some leaves into the cup of hot water in front of you so you swipe both off the table and grab the pitcher of milk so you can drink straight from it. After emptying the whole thing the pitcher still seems to be alive.
"Wait. That was not your brain? Was that your pee?!"

"E-E-Erm I'm just the pitcher! I just hold the milk."

"Ah. Good."
You throw him away and he breaks on impact.
"I gotta say this is great!"
As you're done with your drink a plate full of cookies and biscuits comes to you and this time the food is also alive. Each of them begs you to pick them to be eaten and you oblige. Taking one of the biscuits you toss it in your mouth and hear it screaming as you chew it.
"This is weird. How are these alive?"

"Mama-mama! That'd be me and my devil fruit ability. I have the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit and I can give anything life. These little things are called homies!"

"So... they have a soul?"
You ask as you chuck another in your mouth. The brave little biscuit tries to hold up your jaw with all his might.
"Does that mean I absorb their life force by eating them?"

Mama laughs as the biscuit snaps in half in a grizzly fashion.
"Do you absorb the life of an animal whose meat you eat?"

"Hmmmmm. Good question! I don't know! Maybe if I ate it whole and it died in me? Hold on let me give it a try!"
You take a muffin and swallow it without chewing and hear the poor little bugger screaming from your stomach.

"HEEEELP GOOOOD!"
BANG BANG BANG
"LEMME OU-"
Then it stops.

"That's hilarious! But I don't think it worked."

"It's great isn't it? That's how my kingdom is so magical. I can even give human souls to animals and it makes talking animals. They are very sweet aren't they? And very useful. The uses of homies are limitless. Hmmmm. I did promise you milks you never imagined before, didn't I? Hah! Watch!"

Mama snaps her fingers and you see rows upon rows of pitchers marching up to you each with a different picture on them and a different kind of milk inside. Milk, Chocolate, Caramel, Strawberry, and god only knows what else kind of milk pour down your gullet without end. And not just different flavors but different kinds of milk from the most exotic to the most mundane but all of the highest quality. Cow, buffalo, panda, anything that gives milk was milked. Milks made to mimic various desserts like the banana split, or the opera cake come one after another and blow your mind with the possibilities. Until the impossible happens and you are satisfied. You do not want more milk.

"BUUUUURP! T-Tot Land is amazing!"
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>>5005517
>anything that gives milk was milked
Oh no
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>>5005522
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"Mama-mama! I'm glad it's to your liking! But I hope that was a satisfactory!"

"Yea! Well almost. Something's bugging me about it."

"And what would that be?"

"How do you use that to fight??"

"Hoooo? You're sizing me up boy?"

"Yeah! Are you?"

The previous warmness disappears for a moment as you exchange a pair of vicious glances. Make no mistake, the two of you are pirates at the end of the day. And meetings between pirates are rarely pretty. Mama raises her two hands to speak up.
"Zeus, Prometheus!"

"Yes Mama!"
"Yes Mama!"

A smiling sun and a thundercloud wearing a propeller beanie rush to her side. Though they look cartoony either of them would be enough to make the hair on your neck stand up. All three, no four of them together are like living nightmares. Because yes, there is a fourth voice there but you can't quite pin-point it Big Moms voice is so deafening.
"Don't underestimate me. Kid."

"I won't."
You crack your fingers.

"Hahaha!"
The menacing aura dissipates as Mama relaxes.
"It really is like looking at her again! Same eyes, the same dogged eyes! What did she see in you I wonder? A puppy, or the alpha she was looking for? Anyway I feel satisfied with your answers so I won't take up much of your time. Please, go ahead and entertain yourself. A party is meant to be enjoyed! And I got many more guests to entertain."

"Alright Big Mom."

You jump off the table and give way for Jinbe to have his meeting with Mama. As you do however you realize that you've attracted some... attention from the other guests. Where previously you were invisible to them now they are wondering who you are, and worse yet some of them seem to know exactly who you are, though there is precious few of those. One of them is Bege who's sitting at a table with who appear to be his own goons as well as a fat lady you don't recognize. The other is a big guy with a scythe. He seems to be eyeing you up. And wait a minute, aren't weapons prohibited here? But you don't have too much time to wonder about it as the big bird approaches you.

"That was a good show, I say good show! I can already see the headlines! Supernova meets Yonko! Yes, people will buy it like candy! Much better performance than others!"
He glances at Bege and smirks.
"Anyway young man don't take it the wrong way but you look like a fish out of water. Please, allow me to educate you a little bit about the dynamics of the New World, introduce you to the power players a little bit. I feel like you would make good use of it in the future! And I'll do it for free! Call it a, professional favor."

>Okay Bigbird
>Sorry not interested, got someone more interesting to worry about (Go to Bege)
>Flock off featherface! (Go and find more food to eat)
>Other?
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>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
>Just curious, do you taste good?
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>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
More time with Morgans is always a win in my book.
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>>5005536
>>Okay Bigbird
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>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
Morgans is a bloody delight, and Spooky delivers as always
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>>5005536
>>Okay Bigbird
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>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
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It's Morgans time!
>writing
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"Okay Big bird. But a question first. How do you taste?"

"U-Uuuuh, erm... I'm not a bird if that's what you're asking! I just ate the Albatross devil fruit. You can stop salivating now! I SAID YOU CAN STOP!"
After handing you a napkin and a turkey leg to sate your emerging cravings Morgans wipes the sweat off his feathers.
"Phew. Crisis averted. Now then, you said you're interested in a little lesson right? Well follow me!"
Morgans first takes you to several tables all densely packed together. He instructs you to stay far away from it if possible.
"Those there my boy are Big Moms very own children."

"Which ones?"

"All of them."

You spit out your turkey.
"WHAT?"

"Yes. And that's only a few of them. Over the years Big Mom had 85 children in total! The oldest of them is the first son Persopero at 48 years old and the youngest is her adorable 39th daughter Anana at six years old! She gave birth every year she could and had many twins in that time! The biggest were the decuplets, ten siblings born at the same time! I think they should be about your age now that I think about it!"

"Woooow! They have such a big family? Haaah!"
You let out a dreamy sigh. That sounds nice.

"Yes, yes. Very adorable, very heartwarming. Avoid them at all cost. Some of the Charlottes like outsiders, others hate them. The problem is that they are very tight knit so no matter who you are you'll be an outsider to them. To top it off while not all of them are part of Big Moms active crew they are still family, meaning all of them will fight for the sake of their siblings. So anger one and you just made 85 enemies. Also doesn't help, I say doesn't help that they are all a big coo coo. Erm don't let them know I said that! Now please come this way-"

"B-But-"

"I said this way! Erm these are just a bunch of kings and queens from various countries. Nobody really important. Some of them are World Government members but who cares?"

"If they are World Government islands how does Big Mom own them?"

"She doesn't own them. But they are all in her good graces. Let me explain. Even if you are not under her protection you want to be Big Moms friend. Look around you, what do you see everywhere?"

"Erm... food?"

"Exactly! And where do you think it all comes from? Not from Tot Land I assure you. You wouldn't want to imagine how much blood was spilled all over the Grand Line for this party to happen. And that's the thing! The foolish resist in a futile attempt, the wise willingly give what they have to Mama before she asks for it. THAT is the power of the Yonko! You think they rule the seas because they hit hard? Hah! Perish the thought! They are the mightiest in the world but their true power is pure, projected will! When the Yonko speak the world falls silent, when they give an order the world obeys! THAT is true power young man!"
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>>5005604
>When the Yonko speak the world falls silent,

>inb4 Silver just thinks they're really good at yelling and thinks he's a yonko now cause he is too
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"Oh? Interesting"
It makes sense. If you're strong enough even your words carry weight. But it sounds more trouble than it's worth. They can do this because they project an image of invincibility. They have to appear big and tough. So if anyone challenges them in any way they must respond or risk appearing weak. And the bigger they are, the more territory they have the easier it is to poke them and get away with it. Unless you own everything, in which case nobody is left to challenge you.
Either that or you're dumb and they are just really good at yelling. One or the other.

"But enough about those nobodies! Now comes the real fun part! I'll introduce you to some people you ought to know if you want to make it big! These fine gentlemen over here are what you may call the Emperors of the Underworld, yours truly included. Allow me to introduce you to them!"
Morgans steps forth and takes you under his wing.
"Gentlemen it is so good to see you again! It's been a while since we met like this hasn't it?"

"Pffft. You mean the last tea party? Get real."
One of them speaks up.

"Oy Morgans, what's that next to you?"
That's the big guy with the scythe who's been eyeing you since you talked with Big Mom.

"Yea what do you think this is a kindergarten?"

"Gentlemen please, have some manners! You are talking to one of our future clientele!"

"Bah! You and your nonsense again!"

"Well excuse me Du Feld! Unlike you I actually have to put in some effort to put bread on the table! Since I'm not a money grubbing j- AHEM. Pardon me. Allow me to introduce you to Captain "Cavaliere" Silver. One of the 13 Supernova's and the man who burnt Mary Geoise!"

Among the men sitting at the table there is a really pretty lady who stands up and gives you her hand.
"Charmed!"
You take her hand and shake it.

"My name is Silver."

"Captain this lovely lady is Stussy the Queen of the Pleasure District! Want to have the time of your life? Ask her! That "gentleman" over there is Du Feld, God of Fortune. You want money... don't ask him because he's a loanshark. Those two are "Deep Ocean Current" Umit and Giberson "The Concealer". They handle shipping and warehouses all around the world. Smugglers basically. You know me already and finally-"

"Drug Peclo. "Major Undertaker". King of bounty hunters. And you... you got quite a piece on your head Cavaliere!"

"Oy Peclo get real. You know Big Moms rules-"

"Gugigigugi! And I'm also the only one Linlin allows to carry a weapon! Why do you think that is?"
He points his scythe at you.

Looking at the thing you slide a finger along it and it shatters like glass.
"Because unlike everyone else here weeners like you need weapons to look intimidating."

"Kuwahahaha!"
Morgans laughs alongside the others.
"Forgive my short sighted colleagues captain! Not everyone can be a visionary like myself! Anyway if you ever need something to build an empire be it information, money, resources or... relief. Please. Don't hesitate to ask!"
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>>5005604
>Morgans' giving out the fatherly advice of "dont deal with crazy" that Silver never got as a kid.

Morgans is good people. It's going in one ear and out the other, but still, good people.
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And that's it for today. Gotta go sleep now.
Sadly I don't think I'll be able to run this weekend. Got family to visit and alcohol to imbibe.
Maybe a short one Sunday?
Anyway, have a good night!
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>>5005635
Thanks for the run boss man, enjoy your family and booze!
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>>5005635
Thanks for running Spooks, short perhaps but you had me smiling ear to ear the entire time..
>Biscuits screaming as they're eaten and fighting to stay *alive*
That's good casual evil/horror to underline Big Mom right there.
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>>5005639
It's extra fucky because SOME biscuits want to get eaten and some of those start screaming if you do but others genuinely enjoy it. While others are scared shitless from the start but obviously can't disobey shit
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>>5005635
Thanks for running. What sweet mama, that one.
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>>5005644
Yea, that does make it a lot more fucky.

>>5005647
Meanwhile Jinbe is looking back at what he knows about us, Mary Geoise, Hody and the new ornaments around the entrance to fishman Island and thinks to himself:
"Hm. He seems to get along well with Big Mom... Worrying"
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>>5005635
Aw man I missed the run, well it was pretty fun to read through good shit.
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>>5005441
Why does Morgan know Amble Town?
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>>5005660
A whole island full of nobles burning to the ground is BIG NEWS.
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>>5005660
A town of wealthy people got reduced to nothing with no survivors and nobody knew why
It was a minor news
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>>5005669
>>5005662
Fair I guess? Morgan is basically a monopoly, so he'd hear regardless.
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>>5005635
Thanks for running spooks
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Are you looking forward to hydrachads inevitable redemption when he does one thing to spite Kaido, which while ultimately ineffective distracts him for a moment so someone can do something. Only question is whether he will be alive for everyone in wano and Momo to tell him they forgive him. You know it's happening right?
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>>5007257
No.
Orochad should go out in a blaze of glory trying to fuck over both sides
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Mein gott!
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>>5007614
...no, unless, but would it be that obvious?
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>>5007645
Don't ask if it would. Ask if they'd do it for the Wano-wank
I'm going to be so mad if this is right
>doesn't eat
>samurai don't eat
>gyukimaru, gyuki, meaning bull
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>>5007648
I hope its a red hairing. But...it doesn't look like it.
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>>5007799
>red hairing
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>>5007835
I'm not apologizing.
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>>5007648
what am i missing?
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>>5008522
cows are tasty
samurai eat cow
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>>5008522
All I can think of when it comes to One Piece and bulls is Dalton so I'm just as lost
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>>5008522
Teh unknown new admiral is the Green Bull and we know he has little appetite.
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How many people here are caught up with the manga right now?
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>>5008982
I started it back up again thanks to this quest. I'm currently near the end of Fishman Island funnily enough.
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>>5008982
I actually don't read or watch One Piece.
I have a rape-dwarf living in the walls who's really into it tho and he keeps reading it out loud when I'm trying to sleep
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>>5008982
I am so glad Wano is almost done it stopped feeling like a pirate manga years ago ffs Oda just do a samurai mini and get it out of your system.
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>>5008982
I stopped reading around the start of Wano when the manga got there and started again yesterday. Re-reading Levely right now for a refresher.
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Apologies for the prolonged radio silence. This weekend ended up being a lot more hectic than I would've liked. There's been some development regarding my personal life. I will elaborate on it a bit more tomorrow but all I can say is that it should not affect the quest much, maybe a little in the scheduling department but that's it.

Aside that I'm planning on running tomorrow around the usual time-slot. So I hope I'll see you guys there.
And additionally I'll post a little something something as an apology for keeping you waiting. (And it should make things a bit easier for me tomorrow as well)
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>>5009619
It's a trick. He's been replaced by a fed. Cheese it boys
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>>5009625
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You hear their message loud and clear. However you came here for pleasure. Well, technically it was business but that's been taken care of so now you just want to have fun.
"Yeah, okay. Is that all Big Bird?"

"Hmmmmm. Yes, that pretty much covers everyone. Everyone worth mentioning rather."
Morgans then reaches into his pockets and hands you a plastic card with his big finger-feathers.
"My business card. Please feel free to call!"

Look at that subtle coloring. The tasteful thickness. My god. It even has a watermark. You carefully put away the card and tap on your suit to signify it has been safely deposited for future use. But that's as long as you're willing to stay within close proximity to these goons. The bird is cool and the old lady smells very nice but the rest you don't like. So you bid them farewell and go on to sample more of the exotic goods Big Mom has assembled for her guests. Sadly you don't really know where to begin so you simply find the nearest table and start there. Unhinging your jaw you start shoveling food down your gullet with little regard to others and appearances. Thankfully once you empty an entire table the tireless staff simply bring in more and more food. However your frankly disgusting disregard for etiquette and basic human decency did attract some unwanted attention. But as long as they don't start anything you don't care. Unfortunately you wish they did something because that last chicken bone you swallowed got stuck in your throat. A tall fellow sees this and walks up to you.

"Sigh. Some people just can't restrain themselves."
He whacks you on the back which dislodges the bone from your throat.

"Phew! Thanks! You saved my life!"

"It's nothing. But you might consider a more... balanced diet. Perorin. And I say that as man who loves nothing more than candy. Look at you, you put on quite a bit of weight just now. Stick to eating greens from now on."

"Oh?"
You look down and see that you've become quite rotund, one might say you're a very chunky boy. But it's not fat, it's just the mound of food filling you up like a balloon. Even if it was the solution would be the same.
"Yeah you're right. Hold on-"

In an instant your body shrinks down to its natural size as you rapidly digest everything inside. The lanky guy stares at you in horror.
"Oh what the hell? This has to be a joke, right? I must do hours of aerobic every day to stay in shape meanwhile- ugh!"

"Sorry. Anyway my name is Silver."

"I know. We met. I'm Persopero, remember?"

"Sorry. Memory not so good. Worse since I got kicked in the head by a guy in a banana suit. You're Big Moms kid right?"

"Tch. The nerve. I'm 48 boy. I'm not a kid anymore. But yes she is my mother."
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>>5009619
Well this is a surprise, but a welcome one.
Hope its all good my man
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>>5009637
"must be cool to have such a big family, all those brothers and sisters, and your mom is super strong too and pretty cool for an old lady. I just recently got myself a family and it's pretty cool, I hope mine will be as big as yours someday cause having no family sure did suck in comparison"
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"But you still live with your mom no? Hook says "Mamas boys" who never leave the nest are not real men."

Perospero is obviously ticked off by your choice of words but he simply lets out a long-winded sigh and produces a gigantic spiral lollipop which he jams in your mouth.
"Why don't you enjoy some candy instead?"
This monstrosity of a sugary treat is almost twice as wide as your head, the perfect size to shut you up and prevent further headaches for Perospero. It is very sweet but not overly so and there is a tangy undertone to it. The candy fits your palate very well and so you start licking it so fast smoke starts coming out at the end of the stick.
"Kukuku. Is it to your liking?"
You nod your head very fast.
"I'm glad. But now that we're friends I hope you don't mind me asking you a few questions. What does Mama want with you guys? Why did she invite two rookies to her party?"

You take the lolli out of your mouth to reply.
"I don't know about the Bege guy. Ask him. I came because it was either this or fighting Big Mom."

"You mean to tell me it's pure coincidence two Paradise rookies were invited to our party? I find that hard to believe. But at least now I know you're not as much of an imbecile as it appears-"

"I don't know what that means. I just came because the fishguys probably wouldn't enjoy it as much as I would."
As the guy gives you a look as if you just insulted his mother, which to be fair you did, you take the loli he gave you and start biting down on it.

"N-No! You're supposed to lick the candy not chew it like some sort of psychopath!"

You swallow the sharp, glass-like shards and feel your tummy rumbling.
"I think I'm thirsty. Is there juice somewhere?"

"Erm yeah it's over- H-Hey! Don't you run away!"

Running over to the place Perospero pointed to you spot a person rummaging through some stuff behind the counter. Without a bell to ring you resort to slamming the table loudly to get their attention. Your efforts aren't in vain as the person looks up from whatever they were doing and sits on the counter in front of you. Turns out it's a rather tall woman with legs for days.
"Can I help you?"

"Juice please!"
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"Certainly. Todays specials are a diamond, a dog with a human face and a pair of conjoined twins who are also mimes."

You look at all these things with immense confusion.
"Where's the juice?"

"Oh a newcomer? In that case let me help. Diamonds are perfectly ripe this time of the year-"
She takes a tall glass in one hand and begins to squeeze the shiny rock with the other until liquid gushes from it. It produces an opaque liquid that reminds you of lemonade and once it stops flowing the diamond become a little bit smaller.
"Please enjoy."

You take a cautious sip from it and smack your lips a few times afterwards.
"Hmmmm. Tastes sparkly! But how did you do that? I can't squeeze rocks like that. Believe me I tried."

"Naturally. It is my ability that lets me do that. It's the Shibo Shibo no Mi and it lets me squeeze the juice out of anything."

"Does everyone here have food based fruits?"

"Not all but most. Mama wanted us to have abilities that can help us with the production of various foodstuffs."

"Wait you're also one of Big Moms kids?"

"Yes. My name is-"

"SMOOTHIE!"

"Ah. Brother Peros. What's wrong?"

"Pant pant!"
Perospero grabs you by the collar and lifts you up like a kitten that misbehaved.
"Hey! You can't just leave when people are talking to you! Didn't your parents teach you any manners?"

"I don't have parents."

"Oh..."

"Brother Peros, who is this?"

"He's one of Mamas special guests Smoothie. One of them Paradise Rookies. I was trying to question him about what business he has with Mama before he rudely left conversation! Not only that but he's also surprisingly cooperative AND impossible to talk to at the same time!"
With his venting done Perospero lets you down and starts wagging his finger at you.
"Now be a good boy and don't do that again!"

"Okay."

Perospero then tries to prod you a little more for some information but he doesn't realize that even though the lights are on nobody is at home. "Damn he's good." he muttered under his breath, oblivious to the fact that you can hear him with perfect clarity.

"Brother Peros. Let me try."
Smoothie whispered to him before facing you.
"I think that's enough brother. No need to bother our guest any further. But say, aren't you a little bit parched from all that talking? How about you boy?"

"No, not really."

"Oh? And what if I said I have something quite special for you to try out?"

"Go on..."

"Didn't you ever wonder what you might taste like?"
You look up from licking your own wrist and give her an odd look. She then pulls out three small shot-glasses from under the bar-table.
"Just a few drops of essence. Not too much. I can assure you it's quite exquisite to experience yourself in this manner. But it's only fair that we get to taste it as well."

>Hmmmm. Okay (Offer wrist)
>I don't like the sound of that
>Other?
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>>5010457
>Hmmmm. Okay (Offer wrist)
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>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
"Ann told me to not trust older women who say they want to taste me."
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>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
>glare at her
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>>5010460
Supporting
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>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
Surprisingly tough choice.
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>>5010460
Supporting this one.
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>>5010460
As if there was any other choice... Especially after we heard them planning something. Silver may be dumb, but he's not stupid!
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A prime opportunity for Silver to be the one who gets milked.
Alas he is too smort
>writing
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Silver is just gonna be that one rabid dog with mange that hangs around Big Moms family, and they don't know why he is still there.
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>>5010499
>Big Meme casually explaining how Rocks "tamed" Big Sis Silver and how easy it is to get those rabid mothetfuckers to point out rather than in.

Say what you will about Big Meme she's not stupid. She can already tell by the pedigree that Silver, should he survive, will become an annoyingly dangerous little shit.

It's a lot easier to make him /your/ annoyingly dangerous little shit.

Added bonus he'll do it for food so you dont have to shack up one of your kids to the maniac.
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>>5010502
>Implying she wouldn't consider shoving a kid on him anyways
She knows strong breeding. Jokes on her, depending on who she sends, they'll learn what freedom is.
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You continue sipping away at the liquid diamond and give the two of them a good look. You aren't sure what they are trying to do but for some reason you don't think they simply want to you to experience something nice so you politely decline them.
"Sorry. Ann told me not to trust older women who want a taste of me."

"I- That's not-"
Smoothie starts to choke on her own spittle while her brother is humming to himself.

"Has he seen through our ruse? Have I underestimated him? Could he secretly be a genius? I should keep a closer eye on him."

"I can still hear you."

"GAH!"

Thankfully they don't try to pressure you any further and instead they move on to more conventional methods of interrogation, like buttering you up with some more drinks and food first. Since they are nice enough you decide to share some stuff with them, like what your name is and some of the things you've done early in your career but they don't seem to interested. All of this is simply beneath them. Weird. Maybe this is just how people who are born in the New World see others? As simple weaklings not worth paying attention to. Then again they are pretty strong, so maybe it's that. But you can't keep this up for too long as a familiar face shows itself.

"Phew. Thank god I'm done with that."

"Oh Jimbo!"
You speak with a full mouth.

"Ah the First son of the Sea! What a pleasure-"

"Perospero. Smoothie-"

"Oh you know us? How flattering!"

"It's hard not to know the names of Big Moms first son and one of her Sweet Commanders. But I must apologize I did not come to talk with you."
Jinbe then turns to you.
"I thought I said you shouldn't hang out with them..."

"But they are cool!"

"He's acquainted with a former Shichibukai? Who is this boy brother?"

"Shhh! Maybe he'll spill something."

"What's up Jimbo? Did you have a nice talk with Big Mom?"

"Myeah. It went much better than I anticipated. She seems to be in an unusually good mood. I was sure I wouldn't be able to leave this place with all my limbs attached. Or at the very least all my fingers. But she just waved her hand and said it's all water under the bridge."

"M-Mama said that?!"

"Okay for real, what's all your beef with Big Mom? She's a super nice granny!"

"W-What did you just say?"
"W-What did you just say?"

Smoothie and Perospero look at you like you just insulted their paraplegic little sister who dreams of becoming a ballerina one day. They stare at you with a mixture of horror, confusion and anger. Thankfully Jinbe is pretty quick to explain things to them.
"Please there is no need to be upset. Silver has a... unique way with words. I'm not even sure he knows what he's saying half the time."

"HEY! I'll have you- Huh?"
But as you're about to explain yourself to Jimbo your ears pick up something peculiar. Panting. Anger. Hate. And a ticking clock all coming from the same place. You look behind your own shoulder and see a sweaty old man walking towards Big Mom.
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>>5010505
Super Silver to save the day, oh god the horror.
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The man is panting quite hard and his eyes are void of light. He's basically nothing more than a living corpse now. Yet something is compelling him to move.

"Linlin!"
He roars but nobody pays attention to him.
"LINLIIIIIIIN!"
Now Big Mom notices him and she raises her hand for the music to die down.

"Huh? Someone said my name?"

"DOWN HERE YOU FAT PIG!"
Not even lowering her head Big Mom simply rolls her eyeballs downward.
"Do you know who I am? You've been terrorizing my home for DECADES NOW! And each year you invite me to one of your hellish parties for me to dine on these blood stained graves you call food! B-But no more! My son died in your last raid on my island! I have nothing more to live for! So now... even if I don't kill you at least I'll make you suffer the same way I did!"

He starts laughing like a maniac but doesn't do anything else. He's certainly not attacking or doing anything which would provoke a reaction out of Big Moms servants. Yet he's acting as if he's the biggest shot in the entire castle. That's when you realize what this weaklings plan is. He can't kill anyone with his bare hands, hell he could barely kill anyone with a weapon, not that he could bring one in. But he CAN kill with a big bomb. A bomb which he swallowed.

>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party
>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things
>Other?
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>Who's that guy?
>>Sip Juice
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>>5010513
>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party
Lets see how this changes things.
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>>5010513
>>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party

Now that's an eerie amount of conjecture, I like when Silver thinks sideways and reaches a conclusion.
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>>5010513
>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party
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>>5010513

>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party

Cant respect a man taking the weenie way out. Even if he thinks the bomb would work the fact that he's not willing to put the work in and make sure is a mark against him.

Netero did it right. Have a nuke as a fallback plan but try to Ice a mothetfucker first because you dont know if that bomb will actually do shit and now you've got a pissed off monster aimed at your island/relatives/crew.

This is a Yonko, you cant just bank on bombs.
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>>5010523
Yonko? What about the food! The poor, sweet, innocent and delicious food!
Yea, you cannot bank of bombing a yonko but the heartless bastard is going to kill all the food!
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>>5010513
>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things
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>>5010513
>>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things
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Awright! Silver goes into action!
Now let's see... how you do

3d10+3 dc 26, no crit
best of 3

>writing
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/roll 3d10+3
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Rolled 9, 6, 1 + 3 = 19 (3d10 + 3)

>>5010537
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Rolled 3, 7, 5 + 3 = 18 (3d10 + 3)

>>5010537
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Rolled 5, 6, 4 = 15 (3d10)

>>5010537
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>>5010542
>>5010546
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>>5010548
Meh, just means Big Memes crew get him before we do
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>>5010549
Yeah but we're gonna look like a try hard
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Does this guy really think he can deal with a Yonko using some fireworks? Well obviously, the ticking sound coming from within him confirms it. Even if his plan is to take out one of Big Moms kids he very well might not succeed. A weakling and a coward. Well it's unlikely that he'll do anything but still. Big Mom gave you good food and she was surprisingly friendly. You got to repay her kindness somehow and this is the perfect opportunity. And-
"I can't allow him to kill all the food. That's MY JOB!"

Your body begins to quickly change and your legs morph into horrid clawed appendages bursting with stringy muscles. Using Shakushi you start running to the guy and prepare to kick his butt straight to the moon when suddenly-

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bhu1E6QkKMw

Something big moves past you very fast. Too fast. This big snake-like thing moves with such speed that it's undoubtedly as fast, if not faster than you are and it's only by a small miracle that you can stop yourself before you get swept off your feet. The big snake moves in on the guy and seemingly swallows it up before rising to the sky. You hear shocked screams coming from all around as well as the top of the great tower that now casts a shadow over the castle. Looking up you can't make out what this thing is at all but you do see a tiny black speck flying way above it. The snake did not swallow him, it knocked him in the air. A few moments later a bright flash blinds you as the explosive within the guy goes off. You can't help but cover your eyes from the bright light.

When you manage to open your eyes again the great "snake" is nowhere to be found and the clapping of Big Mom can be heard.
"Mama-mama! What beautiful fireworks! Good job disposing of that trash Katakuri!"

You search of the person Big Mom just addressed and you see a large, corn-fed motherfucker with one leg stretched out. It's much longer than his other one but it keeps shrinking down before your eyes. A devil fruit. He does not respond to Linlin and instead he starts walking towards you once his leg gets back to its original shape. He has to look down at you quite hard since he's about three times as tall at you. He remains silent for a while and his first sentence is quite an odd one.
"Hmmmm. Really?"

"What are you looking at? You want a slap?"

"Next time try not to get in the way of others..."

"OY!"
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>>5010550
More like Scrappy Doo I think. Which on reflection might be worse.
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You put up your hands, ready to throw down but to your surprise he simply turns his back to you and walks away.
"What's his problem?"

Jinbe walks up to you and starts grumbling.
"Charlotte Katakuri. I heard rumors about him but seeing it firsthand is something else entirely."

"You know him?"

"No, thankfully. He's without a doubt Big Moms strongest son and subordinate. I'm glad my duties as a warlord never made me cross paths with him."

"Why? You don't think you could beat him?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Yes. I wouldn't stand a chance against him. Maybe if we were surrounded by water. But even then I'd take my chances and run away. That's not a fight I'd wish on anyone."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

"Silver..."

"HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"SILVER NO!"

>Okay okay.
>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>Other?
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>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>> Ask him about that snake thing
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>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
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>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>What's up with your pants snake?
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>>5010563
I have no objection to >>5010566 and fully endorse that vote
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>>5010566
Supporting.

Not shipping, because I dont think Silver has a daddy kink, but definitely supporting.
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>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!

>Silver no!
And that's the moment facepalmed
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>>5010563
>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
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Ooooooh this is gonna be an odd one
>writing
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"What? I'm just gonna go say hi to him! Nothing serious!"

"I promised-"

"I know I know. You promised Jaws blah blah blah. It's gonna be fiiiine! We're gonna be fine like wine!"
You try to leave Jimbo behind but he actually follows you like the party pooper he is so you don't meet this guy one on one. Which really killed your groove but there is not much you can do about it without making a scene and that's the last thing you want to do. That'd be just so uncouth!

Finally you make your way to this Katakuri fellow who gives you one look and speaks up.
"Hi. My name is Silver."

"Hi! My name is Si- WHAT?"

"I told you."

"SHUT UP JIMBO! You're embarrassing me in front of the wizard!"

"Jinbe right? Is this boy your acquaintance?"

"Don't you know the answer to that already?"

"You have to try and say it before I see it."

You keep shooting glances at both of them without a clue as to what's going on.
"Jimbo I know I'm confused a lot but I actually don't like to be. So please?"

"Katakuri is famed for his very unique ability. He can see a little bit in the future. Like Madam Shyarly but instead of seeing the distant future he can see only a few seconds. But that makes it much more accurate."

"I'm not a witch-"

"I KNEW IT! He's a wi- STOP THAT!"

He remains unflinching as he stares down at you. His attitude is seriously starting to piss you off. He thinks he's so good? He thinks he's so much better than you?
"Yes."

"STOP! IT!"
Damn it! He can read your thoughts too? This is dumb!

"Boy. I have a question to you. If you answer it I'll stop. And yes, I will answer one of yours before."

"HG-G-G-G! Alright fine I-"
You look at him and he's shifting his gaze away from you. Is he... nervous? No, ashamed? Maybe. Or is he-
"You blushing?"

"No. I'm not."

"Alright. Did you really slap that guy away with your donger? Did it hurt? I tried doing it once and it hurt. Especially when the others beat the crap out of me for it. How did you make it grow that big? I can only manage a few inches before it gets uncomfortable."

"It was not. It was a leg and you saw it. Moving on."

"Now hold on-"

"Why did you move in to intercept that man?"

"Huh? Who? Oh him. Who was he anyway?"

"Some king of a small island. He's been neglecting paying Mama her dues so she decided to collect them the old way. He disliked it but instead of learning from his mistakes he wanted to get revenge. Pitiful."

"Ah. I see. Well I guess I didn't want him to blow up the party."

"Why? And before you even protest you also asked multiple questions. Now answer."

"Hmmmm. I guess because I like this place. It's fun."

"I see you have no intention of answering honestly. Very well I... No. You're serious. You're not just another goon seeking Mamas favor. Jinbe. Who is he?"

"Cavaliere Silver. Perhaps you've heard of him. He's the one who attacked Mary Geoise."

"What did you say?"
Katakuri looks down at you and he's displaying shock for the first time.
"Interesting..."
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And that's where I'll end for today.
Next session I'll try wrapping up the tea-party with Silver going back to Fish-man Island. And I'm going to be honest with you. I'm planning to do a 5 or 11 month long time-skip. Most likely 5. And that's as long as the fishes will remain. Unless you got other things you'd like to do either within Big Moms territory or Fish-man Island. I'll let you think about it and want to hear your opinions.
That aside I think I'll most likely be able to run a full length session this weekend. Probably at Friday but maybe Saturday. We'll see.

And now for that thing I wanted to talk about. I took some afternoon classes which will obviously restrict my ability to run for the next 2 months, give or take. The good news is that they are only on Tuesday and Thursday. Meaning every other day is still on the table for me to run. If all goes well this won't affect a thing. We'll see
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Hmm, we could go exploring between Islands as well, learn some other techniques, have an encounter with the Happo Navy too refine our Hassoken.

We could also encounter some of the other Yonkou like Shanks and Blackbeard, or meet Moriah after he just got kicked out of the Shichibukai
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>>5010622
Thanks for running spooks! As for something I'd like to do, honestly its character interactions... the Slaves, we've neglected them somewhat because Silver has gotten involved with all kinds of crazy shit but if we have a few comparatively quiet months I'd really sit down and just talk to them, even if we rejected them joining us on the Dauntless as glorified servants it'd be nice to just talk to them about their future, what they'd like, what they want, if we wanted to nudge them in any directions... I dunno, I just don't wanna leave them star trek'd with "we had an episode or two and then never spoke about them ever again" because there's an opportunity to put Silver in a spot he isn't used to: having dependants who are as lost as he was before Eliza. Responsibility, leadership. All these weird things he either dodges, ignores or simply unloads to the crew.

Maybe another of the Worst Generation? I mean, if we're in control of Fishman Island, they either got to the new world before we god down there or they're bound to show up while we're busy running the place... So that's always an opportunity.

Spot on job so far with the Big Memes as well, pat yourself on the back... Perhaps even twice!
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>>5010663
I'm down for that. Hell who knows we might find a few diamonds in the rough to join our merry band of fucknuggets.
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>>5010622
I'd be down for seeing what Worst Sis is doing with her Navy pals.
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>>5010715
Oh I didn't even think about that.
>Silver meets Linlin "the sadistic, massmurdering, soul stealing cannibal witch" Charlotte at one of her tea parties

At that point one has to ask if Mary is even surprised anymore or just goes "Yepp, yea I didn't expect that... But I didn't expect him to burn the Holy Land either"
Tho you do have a point... The moment it gets out that the Silver pirates have taken over and are occupying Fishman island, the marines and thusly she and that little gang will hear about it... Good catch, very good catch.
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>>5010715
She's probably still learning how to Git gud under Lucci all things considered. Honestly if I had my choice I'd see what the yonkou or the local non luffy supernovas are up too since the strawhats are out of the way for the next couple of years.
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>>5010663
Agreed, I'd like to see some stuff with the slaves as well, maybe that devil guy will join the training with some other non-weenie slaves and start our first subordinate crew, that'd be pretty cool.

And yeah interactions with other supernovas or just pirates who don't want to ransack fishman island passing through into the new world.
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Got something cooked up for you. I may not be able to run as I'd like to now but I can still do this at the very least
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"Soru!"

Three shapes are dashing around at blinding speeds. To the uninitiated it looks as if they disappeared but the thunderous sound of their blows betrays their presence. A punch or a kick connecting with flesh but rings like metal. A kukri comes in from the side this time.

"Tekkai!"
The blade stops and does not cause a serious wound.
"Rankyaku!"

"Watch out!"

The third shape jumps in and shoves the one with the knives out of harms way. The razor sharp wind flies above their heads and cuts into the stone walls that surround them.

"Tch. That Haki is seriously annoying."

"That was dangerous Mary! You could've hurt him!"

"Yes that's the- ow!"
She stops and looks down at her exposed midriff. Blood quietly bubbles up from a tiny cut on her side. It stings as the air caresses it.
"Shit."

"Your Tekkai needs work."
The three young marines look towards the entrance where the voice came from. An imposing figure walks in. They did not expect him.

"Master."
Mary nods.

"Mister Lucci! Why are you here? Are you... limping?"

The former assassin looks down, he thought he was masking it pretty well. Evidently not.
"It appears that I am. My leg still can't take a hit. I need to reinforce it further."

"The doctors said you still need recovery! You shouldn't exert yourself like that!"
Coby protests but Mary has different concerns.

"Who did you kill?"

Lucci smiled.
"The man whose position I'm going to get now."

"D-Did you kill someone just so you could have his job? We're the world government! Such cutthroat actions are more befitting of pirates!"

"It may seem like that to you weaklings. But the ugly truth is that the higher you go on the totem pole the more vicious the competition becomes. The government can use any number of recruits but the number of officer positions are limited. The easiest way to ascend and to ensure the strongest individuals get in positions of power is to kill the one above you and take his place. But that's enough, it does not concern you. Only her. I'm taking her with me and you can stay with Garp if you like. But that's not what I'm here to talk about. I got something to show you."
Lucci raises his wrist.

"Is that a black den-den mushi?"

"Yes. This is a special one that not only taps calls but also records and plays them back. I think you'll find what my "predecessor" was talking about."

Pressing a button Lucci made the snail play back the last call it intercepted. Two people start talking in code names and exchange nonsense phrases to ensure the agent was not compromised and that the one on the receiving end is authorized to hear what they have to say.
"Report."
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"I'm at Wholecake Chateau. The Tea Party ended without any major interference."

"Have you been compromised?"

"Of course not. And I disabled the surveillance in the room. The line is secure."

"Everything is as usual then? How about the "New Guest"?"

"The intel was correct. Capone Gang Bege requested an invitation from Big Mom and paid handsomely to receive it."

"What was his purpose?"

"Our suspicions were correct. He pledged his allegiance to Big Mom and requested to become part of her crew. She agreed. It is unknown however if he plans to betray the Yonko as per his MO or if he intends to use her sphere of influence to stay safe from his enemies."

"Irrelevant. Either way that's one of the Super Rookies out of the picture. Anything else?"

"Yes. There was a second guest of great import. Cavalier Silver."

There was a brief silence filled with static.
"We had no intel of this. According to reports he claimed Fish-Man Island as his territory and he's been busy securing it from outside forces."

"He was still present at the party. I'll be forwarding the pictures to you shortly. Not many were aware of his coming. I only managed to extract any relevant information from her lower ranking officers. According to them Big Mom laid claim on Fish-Man Island as well. But apparently after a short argument Big Mom conceded on the condition that he comes to the Tea Party."

There is an even longer pause coming from the other end.
"This is not standard behavior."

"Indeed it isn't. Furthermore the two of them talked personally. What's more, it appeared that Big Mom was more than eager to meet him in person. However neither of them showed any interest of joining the other or even allying. They just talked."

"Understood. I will report this to the higher-ups. It appears we'll need to keep a closer eye on him."

"Should I eliminate him?"

"Negative. Too many unknown factors. Success not guaranteed. Potential loss of useful asset too high."

"Understood."

"We'll assign another agent to gather information on him. Aegis Base out."

The recording ended there and left the three kids with more questions than answers.
"W-Was that-"
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"Cypher Pol Aegis 0. This Cypher Pol unit falls outside even the governments jurisdiction and isn't considered part of the original 9. They answer straight to the Celestial Dragons. So this information is genuine. Cavalier got in contact with Big Mom."

"Master you think-"

"That this has something with Garp said? I tried to look into it. I found either nothing or more red tape than I can cut through. I believe he was telling the truth. And if he's right and if Big Mom was part of that crew then she'd make that connection as well."
Coby and Helmeppo look at each other and swallow nervously as their imagination runs wild. Meanwhile Mary just scoffs.
"Whatever the case Cavalier is clearly starting to spread his wings now that he's in the New World. He's claiming territories and actively protects them and conspiring with influential individuals. As predicted he's going to become a problem. Luckily I managed to also get in contact with someone who might be useful-"

A new figure steps out of the shadows behind Lucci.
"Good morning! My name's Kaku. A pleasure to meet you whippersnappers!"
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>>5011476
Ayyyyyye, Kuku lived! Good for him, is Mary finally getting it in her head Silver is going to get killed.
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>Lucci went up in the world and is now part of cipher pol 0
Good for him, also them flipping their shit over who silver might be connected too is hilarious, thanks spooky.
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>>5011505
Kaku*
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>>5011476
Probably the only good one out of all of em. Good for him for not dying. He's still gonna get his cheeks clapped.
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>>5011522
nah he probably has enough intelligence in his head to stay out of silvers way at this point if hes been following the local silver intelligence, its gonna be lucci asking to get his shit eventually handed to him if anything.
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>>5011525
We need to fight the Giraffe cube this is non-negotiable.
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>>5011534
but why though, he hasn't done anything wrong and let the weenie be a weenie away from us, i don't feel like travelling half the world to bully a weenie.
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>>5011536
Because it's a motherfucking giraffe cube dude how often do you see one of those? Absolutely rad.
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>>5011473
>>5011475
>>5011476
Nice!
>Mary is playing rough with her friends and doesn't oppose promotional murder.
>gets 'invited' to Lucci's CP0
Well well well, someone has been shown a lot of propaganda/information about us/rocks/pirates in general.

Also, goodness me
Rob Lucci, the man who hates our guts, is put in charge of an assassin organization answering to the Celestial Dragons, who'd probably want to string us up by those very same guts. Oh I'm sure absolutely nothing interesting could possibly come of that.

>"Should I eliminate him?"
No the last time we tried that, Sentomaru, one of his Pacifista and motherfucking Kizaru didn't manage it and then the madman killed near two dozen Dragons in retaliation. DO NOT ENGAGE.
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>>5012055
Well it wasn't the head of CP0, just an agent
It's still CP0 tho
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>>5012210
Well. This time, anyhow.
But thank you and mea culpa.
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A'ight!
It looks like I'll be running tomorrow! That is Friday at 15:00 GMT
I've already written the opening post. Currently considering uploading it just for the kek's and so people don't accidentally miss the session
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"Now if you'll excuse me-"

After giving you one last thorough look Katakuri leaves you there with Jimbo to join his brothers and sisters at their table. Jinbe seems quite relieved as he's finally free from the presence of Big Moms children.
"Finally... Didn't I tell you not to bother them? And the first thing you did was parade yourself around like a clown in a circus."

"Yeah. That's how you have fun dummy."

"We're not here for fun. This is serious and you should know that! You are a captain! Your people and the islands under your protection depend on your decisions! Don't you see? This place is dangerous and if you jeopardize yourself you're actively endangering all of them!"

"Yeah I see it!"
You say with a grin as you gaze at the present guests.
"Not just Big Mom but the wrinkly guy with the long tongue, the juice lady, him and everyone else! They are strong! Strong people walking on eggshells, fearing everyone else! It's great! I can almost bite the tension! Gotta show those weenies I'm not like them!"

Jinbe can not believe what he hears and stares at you.
"Never mind then... I should've known you'd fit right in this cutthroat society-"

"Kings, slaves and normies are fine. But I'm a pirate! This is my house!"

After that little exchange however you decide to take things easy for the remainder of the party. You made a big enough impression to draw some attention but not enough to paint a target on you for everyone. Perfectly balanced as it should be. So instead of clowning around you simply sample the rest of the prepared foods, drinks and treats in moderation. Never would you have believed that your hunger could be satiated to this extent but by god Big Mom pulled it off. And it only took her what, 12 or so islands worth of bloodshed? By the time the party is reaching its climax you're simply sitting there with Jinbe just casually drinking and observing from a distance.

Big Mom finally decided it's time to open up the gifts everyone brought her. And sure they were all fancier and more expensive than yours. Precious gemstones, chests overflowing with pure gold, the best and most expensive treats in the whole world were all presented to her in neat treasure chests. And yes she showed great pleasure at these but they lasted exactly until the next thing came along. Because these things were not gifts but tribute.

"What a buncha weenies."

"Jealous?"

"No. It was good chocolate!"
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But with the final chest opened it was time to start the highlight of the party: The fireworks. Great shells were fired from dozens of cannons which painted vibrant pictures on the night sky. The bombs exploding were loud but there was one thing even louder. Rushing over to the edge of the chateau you look at the island bathed in light so you can hear it better. The citizens all came out of their homes to behold the display with their own eyes. Their amazement and adoration of their benevolent queen rings in your ears.

"Mama-mama!"
A pair of thunderous footsteps shakes the ground as they approach you.
"A whole country chanting your name! Isn't it marvelous?"

"Yeah."

"This is the point Silver. Not treasures. This! These people either don't know what to do with themselves or they get exploited by the Government. We might as well rule them since we know what's best for them. And if they resist? Well they obviously don't want everyone else to be happy. So they are evil and won't be missed."

"Thanks Big Mom! I'll remember that. And thanks for the party too! It was fun."

"Oh it was my pleasure! It's been so long since I could talk with someone who understands and I knew you would. Even my children are too soft to get it. They were born into a good life."
Mama then pats you on the head repeatedly.
"But enough seriousness for now. You must be tired after all that fun. I'll have a suite arranged for you so you can go back to Fish-man Island tomorrow all refreshed!"

>Thanks Big Mom!
>Sorry. I'd prefer going back as soon as I can
>Other?
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>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!
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>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!
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>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!
>You have a really great place here. I'm glad to know it's possible for people like us to build a home we can call our own. Free from anyone who'd try to rule over us. Thank you for showing me that my dream isn't just a dream. That i can make it a reality someday.
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>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!

>>5013156
Supporting this writein too
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>>5013128
Backing this >>5013156
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>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!
Big mom is good people if you can get along with her.
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>>5013225
She wants to kill her own daughter.
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>>5013156
I mean jokes aside that /is/ kinda what Silver wants. Not the implied safety of course, he couldn't give less of a fuck about that, but the idea that he has a place to hang his proverbial hat.

Such a thing is just another piece of being an actual person.
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>>5013245
Clearly her daughter didn't know how to get along with her.
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>Thanks Big Mom!
>You have a really great place here. I'm glad to know it's possible for people like us to build a home we can call our own. Free from anyone who'd try to rule over us. Thank you for showing me that my dream isn't just a dream. That i can make it a reality someday.
>I'll have too come here again sometime, anything you want as a second gift?
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>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!
>>You have a really great place here. I'm glad to know it's possible for people like us to build a home we can call our own. Free from anyone who'd try to rule over us. Thank you for showing me that my dream isn't just a dream. That i can make it a reality someday.
Perhaps this is a bit too kiss ass for silver, but I do think big meme is someone he would genuinely look up to in a lot of ways. Even if she is not very nice to her kids
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>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!
>I like this place, it's nice to see that even us pirates can build a home where we're happy!
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>>5013245
Sounds like someone who hasn't yet found sweet red bean soup in his life.
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>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!
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>>5013245
Well, Lola did screw over Big Mom pretty bad. So I can’t blame her for wanting her dead.
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>>5013412
That doesn't excuse her beating the piss out of her other daughter just for looking the same.

I wouldn't say it excuses her wanting to kill Lola either though. Mainly because I'm not a turbo egomaniacal retarded humongous fat woman.

She's too weak to be the pirate king anyway. A pointless ambition.
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>>5013515
As a wise man once said "fear the ones who grow old in a dangerous profession."

If she doesn't have the /personal/ strength to grab the crown that doesn't discount the legion of powerful fuckers she literally raised from birth. Never discount the crew no matter how crazy the captain may be.

And lets not forget this bitch rode the waves with Rocks and that crew included her, Whitebeard, and Kaido, with even more batshit crazy fuckers on the side. You dont ride with a squad like that and still be a bitch when you get out.
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>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!

>>5013156
I don't mind the sentiment, but that sounds really... exposition'y?
>>5013245
Welcome to royalty, treason is treason and any crack in the reputation of invincibility will send the vultures circling... It's the price to pay for a peace enforced via the threat of overwhelming violence. Silver will learn that lesson as well, eventually.

Besides she also cozied up to Goofy so, eh, clearly Lola has a track record of terrible life choices.
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>>5013581
A wise man knows that often times cowards are the ones who live the longest lives. I know she ain't a coward

But having a strong crew means you're only pirate king for as long as you can control them. Which for an old hag probably isn't as long as she hopes. Of course she's selfish enough to not actually care about her legacy so I guess that's a moot point.

But ultimately she isn't capable of being pirate king. Even if she had got the giants. She's just the wrong person for the job. I'm sure all of the Yonko barring Whitebeard are lacking something necessary to truly make it. BB's probably the closest one but he'll still lose in the end I'm sure.

>>5013583
Yeah alright Cronos.
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Now I'm imagining Silver using Ikoku Sovereignty
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"YAWN! Yeah. I'd like that. Thanks Big Mom! Thanks for showing this to me. Pirate Kingdom. Kek!"

"Oh it was MY pleasure!"

You decided to take her up on her offer and as the party started to peter out and the guests withdrew one by one you did the same thing. Surprisingly Jinbe also followed suit but he did not seem too thrilled by the idea. Perhaps he's just being polite since you came here together. Regardless one of Big Moms henchmen escorts you down into bowels of the chateau which is good since you'd get lost in here very easily. Since this one building is bigger than some cities you've been to. You don't go too far down before your guide points you to a big double door and says that this will be your suite for the night. Jinbe then gets escorted further down a couple flights of stairs.

"Erm. Where is he going?"

"Mama said you get this one. He'll be accommodated on a lower level with the other guests."

"Oh-kay. Where is the bathroom?"

"There is a spa in your suite. And if you need anything else just ring the bell on the nightstand and the homies will come to you. I'll also be standing guard here should you need me."

"Why?"

"Assassins. Mama doesn't like her guests killing each other."

"Ah. You can sleep then. I don't need guards."

"Thank you sir."

The droopy guy gets a tiny stool which he can sit on and uses his spear for support so he can sleep comfortably. Meanwhile you enter the big room and get greeted by dozens of homies. They all say "Good Evening Master" in unison and start pestering you about how they can serve you. This is gonna be a long night. The living furniture then annoys you until they manage to take off your clothes and push you into a bathtub while they sing a little musical number. You try to fight them off but it's much easier when it's only Ann and maybe Lyda who try to get you to bathe. But when everything in the bathroom is animate from the tub itself to the soap and shampoo it's impossible to hold all of them back. By the end you feel disgustingly squeaky clean and smell like inoffensive perfume. You almost feel sickened by the lack of brine on your hair and skin or how you slide into the silken pajamas they gave you without any friction. It's like you're wearing nothing at all. You almost loose your mind when you spot the homies washing your clothes but decide to go to bed instead.

However you DO loose it when you realize that at any given point there are at least three pairs of eyes on you at all times. The bastards even alternate their watch so they don't get too tired. You toss off the sheets and give them a shout.
"I WANT TO SLEEP!"
After that you no longer feel any eyes on you and so you can finally sleep soundly.

The next morning a pair of heavy steps walk down the hall to your room.
"What is the meaning of this? How dare you call for me?"

"O-Oh Mama! Big trouble! L-Look! Y-Your guest, h-he-"
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"Huh?"
Mama looked at the door behind the guard. The doorknobs were homies. Emphasis on were. By the time the guard woke up the cute little creatures were turned into dried up, shrunken husks. Where there were pairs of lively eyes now were dead, hollowed out sockets. The guard opened the door quietly and urged Big Mom to look inside.

"I-It's the same in there! The homies are all dead! W-What should we do?"
Mama slowly closes the door and quickly grabs the guard by the throat.
"URK! M-MAMA?"

"Mama-Mama! I will do nothing. And you will not speak of this to anyone!"

"Y-Yes of course I will! Whatever you sa-"

The man would not fininsh his sentence before Mama ripped his soul out of him while laughing to herself. Keeping the lifeless corpse in one hand she uses the other to sprinkle bits of his life essence into the room. With the recharge the homies returned to life unaware of the change.
"Return to your duties homies. And do not annoy him again!"

"Yes Mama!"
The knobs responded cheerfully and shared the orders with the others inside.

Mama then touched the door affectionately.
"Sleep well my little monster! Take your time. Grow. Mature! But hurry up! I want things to go back the way they should be. With the whole world as our oyster where not even the gods dare descend from their nest!"
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About an hour later you awake refreshed and reenergized. Or at least you would be if the fucking furniture did not start singing again. The curtains open on their own and the alarm clock next to you erupts in a song.
"Good morning! Good morning! It's such a lovely-"

BLAM

Your fist crushing it into scrap shuts up the other homies. Yawning you get up and move to your clothes. Like you they too have been washed and as you put on your suit it crumbles into tatters in your hands. You take a deep breath and calmly speak up.
"DID YOU CLEAN MY STUFF? God... damn it. The blood and dirt was the only thing keeping it together. Sigh. I guess I'll ask Ann for a new one. I hope I can convince her to make me a long coat like those marines have. Gotta have something cool written on it. Like... "Unjustice". Yeah!"

With only your shirt you leave the suit and look for the guard but only find the stool he was sitting on. Guess he got up and left. But this leaves you in quite a pickle since you don't really know how to navigate this place. You think about going back for that bell he mentioned before to ask for some homies to guide you but mid thought you hear voices coming from a bit further down the hallway.

"Pant! Pant! Last one there is a rotten egg!"

BONK

You're too lost in thought and they are looking behind their shoulders to notice you so the inevitable happens and they headbutt you. Both your bodies hit the rug with a loud thud and you start rubbing your heads. With your eyes spinning in a spiral you start muttering to yourself as they get back on their feet.

"B-Big Sis I'm coming home."

"Ow ow ow. What the hell was that? A biscuit soldier? Huh?"
The person who rammed into you looks at the big open doors of the VIP suite. They look down and see you lying dazed on the floor and they get up to point a weapon at you.
"A thief? Mama's gonna be love this!"

As they raise their scythe your instincts kick in and you snap back to reality fast enough to kick the farming equipment away and roll to the side so you can get up faster.
"Oy what's the big idea?! Huh?"
Finally seeing the one who so rudely tackled you gives you a sense of confusion. It's just a regular girl in some colorful clothing wielding a scythe. Weird choice of weapon aside she doesn't look any different from the average joe's and joette's you can see in town.

"Save your breath little burglar! I'm taking you to Mama!"


"Hey! I didn't take nothing! If anything you guys owe me a new suit!"

"What?"

As things are about to go from ugly to uglier the quaking homies of the room start desperately crying out for the girl to stop.
"Miss Nutmeg stop! H-He's not a thief but Mamas guest!"

Her eyes narrow on the talking doorknob.
"Is that true?"

"YES!"
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She looks back at you before twirling her scythe and setting it down.
"Oh okay. Sorry, my mistake. It's just that this place is usually never used. Guess you must be the kid of someone important. But it makes sense that you don't know who I am if you're not from here. I'm Nutmeg!"
She extends her gloved hand and you shake it.

"My name is Silver. And I'm nobodies kid."

"What? Everybody is somebodies kid."

"Not me. Mama invited me to the Tea Party so I came."

Nutmegs jaw almost drops as she stares at you.
"Nope. That's totes not real. Mama and Brother Peros are very strict about that. No kids under 18 allowed. And what are you... 14? 15?"

"I guess I'm 16. And I was there. Gave Big Mom a gift and everything."

"Wait. You're not joking?"
She looks at the doorknobs who shake their heads vigorously.
"Wow. That's something else! We tried sneaking in there once and we got a spanking for it!"

"We?"

Suddenly more people arrive from the hallway, all exhausted.
"Pant, pant! It's not fair Nutmeg if you get a head start! Huh?"
Four girls show up. They all wear the same outfit, face and have the same voice as Nutmeg but all are slightly different in build and hairstyle.
"Who's that?"

"Ooooh I bet it's her boyfriend!"
They start talking and giggling among each other.

"No he isn't. And if he was I'd at least have one. Anyway he's one of Mamas guests. Says he was at the Party yesterday."

"Pffft. This twerp?"

"No way!"

"Yeah that's what I said but apparently it's true."

"Ooooooooh~"
"Ooooooooh~"
"Ooooooooh~"
"Ooooooooh! I know! Why don't we invite him? Then he can tell us all about it!"
The tallest one whose hair is in her eyes speaks up.

"Not a bad idea Harumeg! Hey we're about to go outside to play on the streets! Wanna come?"

"Games? I like games."

"Then it's decided. Now we just hafta wait for the idiots-"
Suddenly five more people crash into the crowd. Five almost identical looking boys with pink outfits and blue-ish purple hair wielding the same scythes as the girls.
"And speak of the devil."
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"Owowow. Hey! What's the hold-up? We're gonna play or what?"
One of the smaller ones adjusts his hat and looks at the source of the commotion.
"Oho what's this? Nutmeg finally got a boyfriend?"

"Oooooooh!"
His brothers all gasp in a mocking tone.

"Nope. You can have him Newgo."

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH!"
The brothers, you presume, have gone wild from that comeback.

"Shit. Walked right into that one! But for real though, who's he?"

"He says he was at the Tea Party. I told him he can come with us if he tells us about the party."

"Oh yeaaaah. Brother Peros said something about some kid who was there. I also recall him having more wrinkles than usual. A'ight your majesty! Let's see what you got. And if you can keep up!"

The little guy then simply jumps out the window followed by his male and female siblings one after another. Well it's technically the fastest way down but given that this place is taller than a mountain it's also not the safest. Right before landing the kids kick the air a few times to slow their fall before gently touching down on the ground.

"Heh! Let's see the rich boy make that!"

"Wait... nobody picked him up?"

"He's your boyfriend Nutmeg! We thought you had him."

"Ugh! So now I have to jump back up? Laaame-"
You gently tap her on the shoulder.
"WAH!"

"Hi."

Nutmeg looks up then back at you.
"You need to wear a cowbell. I didn't even hear you land."

"That's because I got here first."

"But you... came after us."

"Yeah. But you all slowed down before landing. I caught up then. Also that was the Cheese Pizza technique no?"

"Oh you mean Geppo? Yeah we copied the moon walk from the marines. You should see the look on their faces when they realize a bunch of kids can use it while most of them can't. It's so funny!"

"Alright enough chit-chat!"
Newgo swings his scythe over his shoulder.
"We're playing or what?"

"Right. We'll be playing street hockey. You can play or be the judge. Your choice."

"Psh. Yeah. But if you're playing you'll be with the girls! They're gonna loose anyway but with you at least they have an excuse!"
Newgo laughs at you.

>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
>I'll just watch
>Other?
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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
Like we'd sit back and watch
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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
STREET RULES, BITCHES
wait, would street rules sound like a pansy thing to Silver?
Sea rules?
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>>5013743
The Street makes men, The Sea makes SALTY MEN.
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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
IS SILVER FINALLY GONNA DESTROY SOME KIDS?!
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>>5013728
>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
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No holding back now!
>writing

And let's see if you manage to impress them
3d10+3 best of 3, dc 20, crit 25

>>5013747
Kids? These aren't just kids. These are Big Moms kids and they are the same age as you
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Rolled 8, 9, 7 + 3 = 27 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
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>>5013761
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Rolled 4, 8, 3 + 3 = 18 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
Kids can destroy kids.
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>>5013764
Well that was embarrassing.

>>5013762
Anon please, think of the children!
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>>5013762
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Rolled 10, 2, 7 + 3 = 22 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
Let's try this one again
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Rolled 8, 4, 6 + 3 = 21 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
I want to destroy children
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>>5013762
Most excellent roll, anon
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You crack your neck and shoulders.
"Alright! Come on!"

"No."
Nutmeg sighs and shoves her scythe in your hand.
"Do you even know how to play? Alright hold this. No not like that! It's not a broom! Were you raised in a shed?"

"Yes..."

"Argh fine!"
She moves your hands around the shaft and adjusts your posture a bit.
"There. You hold it like this and swing this way to hit the puck with the flat side. Now do you know how to play?"
You shake your head."
"Tch. Alright. You got two teams. You'll be with Akimeg, Allmeg, Harumeg and Fuyumeg. Newichi, Newji, Newsan, Newshi and Newgo will be the other team. You both have a goal and you want to hit this puck into the opponents. Oh and it might look delicious but don't eat it. Brother Cracker makes us those because everything else breaks when we play with it. So try not to hit any buildings with it or we'll get yelled at. Any questions?"

"Yea. What's with your names?"

"Seriously? Sigh. Mama always always came up with two names when she had a baby. One if it's a boy and one if it's a girl. Usually she just comes up with more if the kids don't come out right but we are Decuplets."

"Wuh?"

"Ten-twins."

"OOOOOOOOH!"

"Yeah. She picked the names Nutmeg and Newshi for us. But when ten of us popped out she couldn't be bothered and just named us all Meg or New and was done with it."

"Ah. So you're the biggest sister!"

"No. I'm the fourth."

"Wuh?"

"There was ten of us. She got mixed up. Stuff happens. God you couldn't even pretend you're from here rich boy! Alright do you have any more dumb questions or can we start playing?"

"Hmmmm. No. I don't have any more."

"Finally. Alright everyone to your positions! I'll be the judge so no foul play! That means you Newgo!"

"Heheh. Alright guys! Let's show mister rich boy how pirates play!"
Newgo tries to get his brothers riled up but he bursts out laughing as he looks at you.
"PFFFFFFFFT! Are you guys seeing this? Look! He's twirling Nutmegs scythe around like a cane! Quick take it away from him before this idiot kills himse-"

As you keep swinging the scythe back and forth like a swing you pull it back until it's pointing upward then let it fall backwards and swing it as hard as you can. Hitting the hard as steel biscuit in front of you with the spine of the scythe you shoot it forward. Like a bullet fired from a gun it whistles as it flies past Nutmegs sisters and brothers and goes for the net of the boys. Newgo is the goalie and he has to stop his laughing and raise his hand to stop the puck from scoring. He manages to grab it with his bare hands but it's still spinning in his palm and when it stops it crumbles to dust. You see an actual bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Oyoy. Since when do princes get fed steroids as a baby?"
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You check the scythe out a little more before setting it down like a hockey stick.
"Eh. Not really my grove. I'm a sword and gun boy. Also why do you think I'm a noble?"

"Dude you're wearing suit pants, a shirt, a vest and look like you're ready for a ball dipshit!"

"Thank your dumb homies. I'm a pirate!"

"Oh? You hear that bros? He's a pirate! Heh! Then we can play normally! Advanced rules time! No hitting each other, no destroying homes and if you destroy or loose the puck you loose. Capiche?"

Meaning everything else is fair game.
"Ye!"

"Nutmeg!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HmNBmBIO9U

The girl smiles and throws a second biscuit in the air. Her brothers and sisters look up with eyes focused on it.
"SORU!"

Your legs transform as you activate Zephonim to keep up with them. The boys are the one who catch the puck first and they use a combination of their geppo and soru to move through the entire city in an effort to loose you. One of the girls stays behind to guard your goal and the rest of you give chase. They jump and pass the puck between the buildings for maximum confusion as they keep flying all over the place. Most of the islanders seem to know what's happening and they aren't happy about this but you are. This FEELS right!

"Newichi!"
Newgo calls for his brother and prepares to pass the puck over to him but you pull a little sneaky one on him. Throwing Nutmegs scythe forward you transform into a regular bat and follow after it. With your smaller frame you can fly between cracks that are otherwise inaccessible and manage to steal the objective of the game as it was passed along.
"What?!"

"Keke! Hey you! Go high!"
You pass the cracker to Fuyumeg who catches it and launches the thing in the sky. With the Zephonim you jump after the puck and when high enough you give it a downward smack with the scythe. The tiny biscuit you launched becomes a red-hot meteorite as it flies straight for their goal. Newsan who was left there to guard the net jumps out of the way of the flaming projectile out of pure fear and you score a goal. To your utter shock the goal did not deteriorate upon contact.

"Whoah. That's one tough net."

"H-Holy shit-"
Nutmeg glares at you before clearing her throat.
"I-I mean yeah of course it is. Brother Peros made it for us out of candy string. But never mind that. How did you do that?"

"Devil Fruit."

"Oh. Yeah that makes sense."

>Wanna see it?
>Yeah. (leave it at that)
>Other?
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>>5013796
>Wanna see it?
Oh goody new batshit crazy friends!
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>>5013796
>Wanna see it?
Don't really see a reason to play coy, it's not like we hide what we can do.
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>>5013796
>>Wanna see it?
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>>5013796
>>Wanna see it?
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>>5013796
>Wanna see it?
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Well. You just revealed your ability to Big Mom
but made frens
>writing
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>>5013817
Its not like she wouldn't know anyways.
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>>5013817
She's a yonko, I'm absolutely certain she has "friends" in the marines, and our ability is at this point very well documented by them. Not to mention just about everyone else we've ever ran into.
But more importantly: Frens!
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>>5013817
Oh yeah, quick question, if we did let Smoothie juice Silver, would he taste like the most vile, toxic, poisonous shit to ever pass her lips?
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>>5013838
It... would've been poisonous to some extent. Not the heart rupturing, liver shutting down, nervous system degrading kind. More like the you'll get diarrhea for the next couple days kind. But she can literally juice herself to squeeze out the toxin from her body.

No. It would've been the thickest, most concentrated gravy like juice she ever tasted which tasted a little bit like everything but mainly cheese. To the point that she'd expand a little bit and crush the bartable she was sitting on. Perospero would've almost choked on it.
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>>5013842
Haaah, I love these mental images.
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>>5013842
Well dammit now I'm hungry.
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>>5013842
>>5013844
>Perospero starts to choke on it
>Silver asks if he's okay
>Perospero just stares at Silver and asks the same to him
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"Wanna see it?"
With a poof you disappear and Nutmeg wonders what just happened until she hears your voice coming from below.
"Here!"

Her siblings start appearing as she looks down and they start wondering what she's looking at. There is about a 50/50 split between them where half think it's impressive and the other half think it's lame.
"Just a zoan? I expected more."

"Ew a bat ew ew ew!"

"Hey! How did you do all that crazy stuff? Come on tell us!"

"I-I don't know he looks kinda cute."

Once everyone gets it out of their system they tell you that one of them also ate a fruit but it's a paramecia and not something they like to just show off because it's weird and dangerous. You don't mind and ask them if they want to play another match instead. They agree and you have some more fun with the twins and what might be the first time ever you can finally let loose, kick about and play with others to your hearts content. You feel strangely happy about it. Even moreso after they brought you a juicebox so you can drink with them once everyone had their fair share of fun. They finally got around to asking you about the tea party and you were happy to oblige them. If they were still skeptical about your attendance this surely convinced them.
"Hey hey! Is it true some guy managed to sneak a bomb in?"

"I don't know about sneak. He ate the bomb and walked in that way."

"AHAHAHHAHA! And all that so he'd get his ass kicked by big bro Katakuri! HAH! Idiot!"

"Kekeke! Yeah he was pretty dumb!"

You all exchange a good little laugh and then Nutmeg speaks up.
"You know you're pretty alright Silver!"

"Yeah! We usually can't talk with anyone outside out family. It's good to make some new friends!"

Hearing that makes you feel happy but-
"Why?"

"Hmmm? Cause we're Charlottes. That's why. You're a little bit slow aren't you? Everyone hates or fears us. Usually both."

Harumeg nods.
"Mmmm. Everyone runs away if we try to talk to them. Or if they don't they usually want something from us."

"Yeah! Do you have any idea how many times guys were nice to Harumeg only for us to find out they only wanted to use her to get closer to Mama? Heck, all of us can say the same thing."
Newgo responds with a smirk.
"But we're a family. So if we find one of those we just corner the bastard and beat them senseless!"
You nod in agreement. Finally someone gets it!

"Alright I think that's enough talk about family. I'm going to get some more juice. What do you say Silver one more game after that?"

"Eh."
You look up at the sun.
"I think it's about time I find Jimbo. He and my pet crab must be worried about where I've gone. But I'll take the juice!"

"Okay."
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>>5013852
>You LIVE like this?!
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As Nutmeg leaves her siblings question you a bit more.
"Say Silver you did not mention why you came to Mamas party. You wanna join us by any chance?"

"No. Why?"

"Oh. Well if you were we could've had more fun in the future. Our older siblings usually dismiss us as "still kids" and the younger ones aren't tough enough to play with us yet. The only ones who are our age are Mascarpone and Joscarpone but they are snobby buttholes who think they are so much better than us because they hit 18-"

"What kind of names are those?"

"Yuen is not fun because he keeps kicking our asses. Nougat is an edgelord and Pudding is not good at these games. So it's good that we can have someone new!"

"Well I just came because Big Mom invited me so we don't have to fight. But I can still come and visit I guess. We can play then!"

"No. Sadly not. You either have to come live here or join Mamas crew if you want to still be a pirate. That's how that works."

"Why?"

"Because if you come here you can't leave or mama kills ya."

"Well I'm gonna."

"Yeah but that was a tea party. If you enter the island regularly you can't leave. You either have to become a citizen or join the crew."

"Well I'm still gonna."

"Whatever smoothbrain. Try it next time we'll see what happens. On second thought don't. You're fun enough that it'd be upsetting if Mama killed you."

"Thanks!"

As you continue chatting with the other twins however a scream hits your ears and you all spring up at the same time. Rushing over to the source of the voice you find Nutmeg with a bunch of juiceboxes scattered on the ground and a rather ugly and fat individual grabbing her by the neck and holding a knife to her throat.
"F-Finally! I got one of Big Moms kids! Now I can finally- Hey! Stop squirming! Stop iiiit! Stop or I'll cut your pretty little face open you hear me?"

"NUTMEG! You fat ugly bastard!"
The twins growl.

>"Get your hand off my friend!"
>Watch and see how Big Moms kids handle this
>Other?
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>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Remind me again what happened to the last guy who tried to fuck with one of our newfound frens?

because I somehow doubt Shirahosi is going to pop out of the ocean and ask us to pretty please be nice to this one.
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>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Oh boy, MURDER!

Also this guy must be the dumbest motherfucker to ever fuck a mother. I almost don't want to kill him just to see what Mama would do to him, but it's been like 3 days since our last massacre and I'm getting lightheaded.
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>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
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>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
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>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Don't touch our Nut.
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>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Oh boy its Murder O'Clock.
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>>5013876
>Ultraviolence
Why bother with words?
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>>5013876
>Fucking kill him
>Use Ultraviolence
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>>5013903
>Ultraviolence
Yeeeeah. That may happen just not the way you think

>writing
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You look at the guy threatening your new friend and feel a familiar feeling bubbling to the surface. Hate. Yes I suppose it's been a while since someone soured your mood. A day or so. You wonder when if ever will the time come that people learn not to piss you off. Glaring at the man with all your malice behind it manages to get his attention.
"O-Oy what's with that look? Didn't ya hear me? Back off!"

"What are you doing to Nut? You'll pay. Don't move a muscle."

As the words leave your mouth the guy freezes in place. He can't even gasp much less talk. And as his muscles stiffen Nutmeg notices the opening and takes her chance. She clads her elbow in armament and rams it in the guys side, breaking his hanging rib with an audible crack. She then wrenches herself out of his hold before uppercutting his jaw with a reinforced fist. He still can not move but he can feel pain and his eyes are now just about ready to pop out of their socket. Nutmeg runs back to your group as her captor is leaking all kinds of fluids now. She looks at you and raises a question.

"Did you do that?"

"No. He did. I just told him to."

"I didn't need the help! But thanks anyway. I swear I'm not taking a step outside again without my scythe!"

"Here Nut-"

"Thanks Fuyu!"
She catches her scythe and swings it over her shoulder.
"Can you release him?"

"Sure. You can move."

The guys muscles unstiffen and he collapses on the ground. Holding his chest he curls up in the fetal position and begins sobbing.
"Alright. It's not good enough if he can't scream!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Yp7fY5x3Dc

"Heh. Hehehe. Well boys and girls it looks like the public is getting a bit boorish again. They are forgetting their place! What do you say we remind them?"

"Teeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"

"Heheheheheh!"

The twins are all starting to giggle and laugh like maniacs as their expressions darken. They either start tapping their scythes against their shoulders or drag it behind themselves as they walk up to the man. The fat man who must've suffered some serious internal damage to not be able to move at all looks up and becomes even more terrified than he was when you glared at him.
"P-Please! I just wanted to leave! I swear I won't do that again! J-Just let me-"

"HAH!"
One swing across the cheek from Nutmeg and his jaw starts dangling as it's barely held in place by what little muscle remains there. The children surround him and their giggling intensifies. They then start meting out the mans punishment with obvious joy. He was disarmed, disemboweled and cut to tiny chunks by ten teenagers who repeatedly slammed their scythes into him. When they were done the Decuplets nailed what chunks were still identifiable to a nearby wall. There was no message left for people to find. It is clear enough as is. This crude matter that once used to be a person crossed the Charlotte family. And the same fate awaits all those who'd try again.
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>"P-Please! I just wanted to leave! I swear I won't do that again! J-Just let me-"

If he wanted to leave why the fuck did he think taking one of the Big Mom kids hostage would work?

Barring the fact they could just ice his ass from a distance the moment he let her go free if he kept her as a hostage they would have hunted him down.

Hell even barring all that Big Mom has Hommes in basically every fucking thing on the island. He couldn't take a ship because even the wood in this place is loyal to /her./

I mean for fucks sake there are people here now that were leaving after the party, did he not think to stowaway on one of /their/ ships, or pledge allegiance to their crews?

At this point I'm hard pressed to consider this anything but a very drawn out suicide.

Also those teenagers were selfish, I thought we were friends. They didn't even let us get a hit in. I'm tired of getting blueballed dammit ⋋_⋌
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>>5013938
Bloodthirsty anon pls, we don't need to be literally always killing. Still though I really want to get through the training arc so we stop having shit armament so we don't randomly get totally fucked by a random logia later on.
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>>5013940
Basically I don't want a second banana man incident, because that sucked.
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>>5013938
Not sure you know how the island and "taxation" works but he has no ways to leave anyway and he's a cornered rat that REALLY wants to leave. So he'd kidnap one of her kids in the vague hope that he could maybe bribe her to let him go. And stowing away? On ships belonging to prominent members of the underworld? Might be a worse fate than staying
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>>5013941
Yeah but it was a pounding we learned from. Any fight you can walk away from and use as an opportunity to plot revenge is, well, not a win, but it ain't a loss either.
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>>5013951
You'd think he'd be smarter then to kidnap one of them right in front of a massive horde of them though, seems like a bad idea all around.
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>>5013951
I'm taking from the quotations that it ain't money. Also yeah that's fair, but being a cornered rat is no excuse for taking a tiger cub by the tail and saying it's your hostage to a pack of like 80 bigger tigers.
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>>5013953
The ork method of thinking. If you managed to get away they didn't beat you. And if you die then it doesn't matter so you didn't lose then either.
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>>5013953
Oh I agree, I just really don't want a repeat of that and the best way for that is get gud because if we get that messed up again we might not escape next time and to impel down we would go, which would suck.
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>>5013958
Noooooooo. No it is not
There is also another tidbit I forgot to mention so I'll just put both here in spoilers
It's life. One month of your life every six months. You pay or leave. And if you pick leave you die. If you try to escape you also die because the waters around Tot Land are FILLED with sea slugs that report any unauthorized entries or exits. Meaning they KNOW. And they WILL hunt you down. Tot Land is a trap. Anyone can enter and live there happily. Nobody can leave. And it gets worse...
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>>5013961
All I'm hearing is that if you want to leave you just need to be able to outswim a warship or two. ez pz
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>>5013968
>outswim
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
Can you outswim the ocean?
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>>5013961
Hell of a protection racket Big Meme is running.

Still beats becoming a slave to one of those bubble headed fuckers though, or getting your island glassed by Akinu, or getting wrecked by Kaido's crew, or all the other horrible shit that goes on in the New World.

I mean that's basically saying that this sugar coated cyanide tablet is better than being stabbed, but at least it comes in different flavors.
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>>5013971
>Can you outswim the ocean?
Well seeing as swimming is literally just slapping and kicking water until it lets you move that is implied, yes.
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>>5013972
Yea it's very nice. If you don't mind the 80 or so schizoids she produced. Or her terminal insanity. Terminal for you, not her.
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Not remotely what I meant
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>>5013940
>Looks back at the rolls for our armament
I'm sorry to say Anon, but we're always going to have a comparably shite armament compared to observation/conquerers if only because literally everyone failed to his the target number, even well beyond the first three that officially count. Justgotta find a way to work around it.

Also Ten-Twins: "Everyone's afraid of us cause we're Charlottes"
Also the Ten-Twins: Let's show our new friend this carefully choreographed execution/brutal murder thing we worked on!
Truly we have found likeminded fools.
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>>5013977
IF YOU SLAP AND KICK IT HARD ENOUGH IT'LL GO AWAY

Just hit it harder. This is a very simple apply more gun scenario. How's the ocean gonna stop you if you can kick the water hard enough that the surface tension is enough for you to jump hundreds of feet into the air?

Yes it is so simple. Just swim harder.
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>>5013961
I know a lot of people who'd happily take that devil's deal.
Live 1/7th shorter of a life, but it's fucking paradise as long as you follow the rules? Literally a fairytale wonderland?
Don't need to worry about being enslaved, stolen from or bullied... never have to worry about food ever again? Guaranteed steady work?
Even the celestial dragons can't fuck with you if you live on big mom's island.

There are worse fates.
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Once the guy is displayed out in the open for all to see like a public trophy the twins take a step back looking like they just came from helping their uncle with his work whose profession is butcher. They clearly enjoyed themselves during that but now that the fun is over it's time to get serious once more.

"Ew! I almost got some of that pigs blood in my mouth!"

"Yeah totally. And I don't think the stink is coming out of our clothes anytime soon!"

Nutmeg tries to clean herself off as much as possible, for which her siblings mock her but she doesn't pay them too much attention.
"Sorry you had to see that. That's just how things go around here."

"Hmmm no. I don't care. I'm only bummed out that you finished before I could join."

"E-Eh? Usually people get freaked out by that."

You thump your chest.
"Pirate remember?"

"Heh. I guess you really are."
She looks down at the ground but her face distorts and she becomes mortified.
"Oh nooo! The juice! Who stepped on it? Allmeg you clumsy cow!"

"Nuh-uh not me!"

They all start pointing fingers at each other and accuse everyone but themselves of being the culprits. They can't know you drank it all while they were busy chopping up that fat bastard!
"Erm. I think I should gooooo-"

"Wait! Before you go I need to ask something. When erm, er- nevermind."

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just... you're fun. And you're not at all creeped out by us I guess. So you're the exact kind of psycho that'd enjoy living here. And you know if you ignored our earlier warnings and did come back I uh wouldn't mind hanging out with you and maybe helping you settle in. Y'know. If you feel like it."

>Hey. Dummy. I'll come and visit. And I'll leave after like I said
>Hmmmm. Yeah. You know what? I like this place! I'll think about it!
>Pfffft. Sorry! The sea is the only home for me. But thanks for offering!
>Other?
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>>5013989
>I'll talk to big mom and see if i can visit again sometimes... not as a pirate, but as a friend. Maybe she'll make an exception for me.
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>>5013989
>>Hey. Dummy. I'll come and visit. And I'll leave after like I said

This, with the caveat of this >>5013993

We respect Big Meme as the bigger monster on the block, she respects us as a Monster in progress, it might work out.

Even if it doesn't the fact that we /asked/ her shows we respect her turf and terms, and if nothing else we can always wait for the next Tea Party.
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>>5013989
>>5013993
This. Meme might even be salivating at the idea that she may be able to play matchmaker with Silver and one of the twins. Taking a conservative approach might even be tenable for her at that point.
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>>5013989
this>>5013993
>>5013994
Oh, and if that doesn't work
>Do y'all want to come with me? There lots of stuff we can set on fire outside the kingdom.
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>>5013989
>>Hey. Dummy. I'll come and visit. And I'll leave after like I said

>>5013994
I second this train of thought.
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>>5013997
In the words of The Lenny: DO YOU WANT A FUCKING SLAP?
Because that's how you get one of those
You can do it. Just giving you a fair warning. This would be the equivalent of pissing in an admirals face and daring him to do something about it
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>>5014000
...and? Did you forget who we are?
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>>5013994
Support
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>Fishy route

>Nutmeg route

>Sandersonia route

>Hooky route

>Ann route

>Dauntless route

>Doflamingo route

We keep this I'm gonna run out of space on my shipping charts. There's only so much an excel spreadsheet can handle people.
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>>5014006
Mein neger who said that's it? Big Mom has at least uuuh... 20 more valid candidates :^)
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>>5014006
Pray harder at it, that makes the spreed sheet stronger.
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>>5014006
>There's only so much an excel spreadsheet can handle people.
Didn't someone scroll all the way down and it was like over a million lines you can get in excel? I'm sure you're doing fine good anon.
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>>5014010
And that's if she only sticks with the females. Lord in heaven.

>>5014011
I'm doing the best I can man but this shit is getting ridiculous. Silver is a barely literate ape of a murder obsessed man-child, how is he pulling this much pussy/potential bussy?! (if he swings that way which I'm assuming he probably doesn't but I'm willing to keep the door open on such a discussion because frankly One Piece has good husband material as well as Waifus and if Doffy is on the table even as a joke then anything is possible at this point
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>>5014016
>Literally faggot
Well there is your problem right there, you need to be electrocuted. Disgusting.
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>>5014016
But Meme wouldn't want Silver to fuck one of her sons. Then that takes away two potential baby makers.
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>>5014016
Confidence my man, it also doesn't hurt that he doesn't start salivating the moment he sees a female and instantly begins hitting on everything with a pulse
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Just remember anons. A promise is a promise
>writing

>>5014016
It's the Sigma-Male Grindset. Virgins like Tranji seek women and scare them away. Silver gives off a mysterious aura that attracts them. Simple as
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It's not her I'm worried about, it's Momoiro Island that we'll possibly run into that concerns me.

We only see the funny man looking ones in canon because that's what would scare Sanji into running but for all we know that place if full of traps.

>>5014018
I replaced those bits with steel years ago. You're threats equate to battery life.
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>>5014024
>we only see a funny ones
there are only funny ones. Kiku is feminine but he's the biggest joke of them all
Only one that's not a meme is Izo because he just looks like any weirdo in One Piece and you never even consider him as a tranny
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>>5014021
Is being close to a braindead crayon eater really that mysterious.
>>5014024
So your saying you can be strapped down and used as a lightning rob, good, you can be useful.
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First of all he's a crayon connoisseur!
And second of all, yes
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>>5014027
>Is being close to a braindead crayon eater really that mysterious.
Considering how many women who get the snot beat out of them are convinced "He really loves me" yeah it probably is.
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Its because he's to stupid to lie isn't it?
>>5014031
Shit taste is eternal.
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>>5014032
I think most chicks just don't compute simplistic truths. A dude can say "I don't like tomato." so she thinks he's totally into tomatoes and doesn't want to admit it and she has to find out why. It's a doublethink into convincing themselves that the honest simple guy is hiding more than he lets on.

Meanwhile on the opposite side of the spectrum, dudes be thinking "She said it's fine, so we're square.". Just different creatures.
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>>5014030
I suppose if you constantly have to ask yourself "Why am I attracted to this idiot" and "by what cruel god or gleeful devil is this man still alive" then he's quite mysterious.
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>>5014035
Yeah, that shit always turns into a headache.
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ups wrong pic
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"Hey dummy! I'll come back like I said. And I'll leave again like I said. I'll ask Big Mom if I have to. Maybe next time I won't come as a pirate but as a friend!"
The look she gives you says she doesn't believe you. Yet her heart-rate says she wants to.
"Just you wait! Alright now where could I find Jimbo... MARAUDER!"

You turn into a bat and fly back up to the top of the chateau while the twins discuss you behind your back.
"Wow that was pretty lame wasn't it?"

"Yeah but also pretty cool no?"

"How can you be lame and cool at the same time? It doesn't make sense."

After getting back your pet crab you go back down to the ground floor and you encounter a VERY angry Jinbe there who grabs you by the ear and starts yelling your head off.
"WHERE DID YOU GO? WE SHOULD'VE DEPARTED AN HOUR AGO! INSTEAD WE WERE SEARCHING FOR YOU!"

"WELL YOU CLEARLY DIDN'T SEARCH HARD ENOUGH!"

"HOW IS THAT AN ARGUMENT?!"

"Ahem. If you both are quite done-bon we should really get going-soire. Mama may be fine with this development but I still have a schedule to follow."

"My apologies. Let's go brat. Gods above I can not believe an irresponsible person like you is the one on whose shoulders the fate of my people rests. I can not imagine what Murray must be going through with you each and every day."

"Feeling sorry for him?"

"No. I'm just starting to understand his point. What the hell were you doing anyway?"

"Making friends."

"Well. At the very least I hope they are good friends."

"Yeah."

After that little argument you were transported back to the port of Wholecake Island where Tamago returned your weapons to you and together with Jinbe you boarded the Big Mama Chanter en route towards Fish-man Island. As you look back at Tot Land you see the sugary syrup turn back into water and you let out a sigh. So this is what the New World has in store for you. Fun!
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And I think that is a perfect place to end things off. I'm tired as balls.
Have a good night everyone!
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>>5014071
Night Spooky, thanks for the run.
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>>5014071
Thanks for running
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>>5014071
Thanks for running Spooks, I may have gotten a little. distracted and eventually asleep at the end there but this was fun! Big Mom's reason for liking us, the decuplets. Just good character writing.
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>>5014071
Thanks for running spooks, this was fun! Can't wait for Big Meme to offer Silver the entire female half of the decuplets to get him into the family and Silver turning her down because he doesn't want to be tied down. She couldn't even be mad about it.
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I just managed to catch up from the very start.
I like this quest.
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Welcome aboard! I'm glad you enjoy it
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A'ight. I think I'll be able to run on Wednesday again. Usual time slot. 15:00 GMT
And by popular demand we'll deal with SLAVERY! YEAAAAY!
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>>5016824
YAAAAAAAAAY!
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>>5016824
Yay Slaver- oh god damnit!
>>5014692
Welcome aboard mate. Any favorite bits, thoughts or somesuch you'd fancy sharing?
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Never mind me. Just poating ahit for future use
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>>5017351
Careful with that. A bunch of twittards might pop in talking about how tranniebois cannot the chest milk.

And I felt my IQ drop by at least 30% having said that.
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>>5017357
Let them seethe I say. With the power of god and the vivre card on our side they no longer have any power over us
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>>5017364
I think you mean "with the power of common sense and actually liking women". But yeah thank fuck for a stern and clear "No" from Oda.
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>>5017375
Listen. I think we can all agree that it does not matter what logic, common sense or the fucking narrative and themes of the story dictate for these lunatics.
Hell they are STILL huffing copium despite Oda clearly coming out and saying he's not an Okama.

Gigafaggots like that Ohara guy were blaming him that "it was confusing and not clear enough"
Bull. Shit. These tranny lovers saw what they wanted to see despite all evidence pointing to the contrary. All those mental gymnastics... and they are still going.
Now at the very leadt we can just ignore them safely without having to sit down and argue with these retards
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>>5017388
Yeah these are all fair points. It was stupid of me to assume anything resembling coherent thought ran through their heads. Worst case scenario you just send them a framed screenshot of the confirmation de femininity. Good ol bombard them with image macros strats. Old but gold.
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>>5017351
>Putting milk in your coffee

>>5017402
>>5017388
>>5017375
>>5017364
>>5017357
Equal reaction to people having literally so little going for them that they have to project their insecurities/politics/fetishes on a drawing to feel good about themselves.

Yamato is alright tho, even if she's a weeb
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>>5017454
2 thinfs: I like milk
And yurp coffee is not american coffee. You drink 2 cups or 3 tops if you got an asston of work to do. Drink more and you start connecting to Gods wifi.
You gotta cut it with something to make it palatable
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>>5017459
>Spooky is calling me a colonial.
Why? What have I ever done to you to deserve this?
Yes european coffee is better, and stronger, but I repeat myself. Still like it black, not additives needed.
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>>5017461
My apologies. I assumed you were one of those savages since they are the ones who usually brew a pot and just drink it over the course of a day.
But black coffee? My favorite thing to do is dick around with sugars, spices, beans, dairy products and liquors to find the perfect blend
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>>5017357
>>5017364
>>5017388
>>5017402
>>5017454
I have no idea what happened because I stay the fuck away from social networks but I'm assuming people were saying Yamato was trans because of the whole 'son' and 'I am Oden' thing? If so that's retarded, she's got big ol' titties and it's not like militant types in anime treating their daughters like sons is a rarity, and she's never expressed any desire not to be a woman beyond ME ODEN which is kinda getting annoying imo and I hope she stops once she sees Momosuke.
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>>5017463
It's ok to be weird Spooks, I forgive you.
>Drinking a pot a day
>letting coffee sit and either grow cold or burn
Savages I tell ya!
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>>5017470
Yeah that was precisely it.
And maybe. I don't mind HER Oden larping as much as I fucking mind everyone in existence sucking Odens deepfried dick
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>>5017480
Why the fuck did he even get to be on both Whitebeard's and Roger's ship?
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>>5017490
Because he a veeery special boye
Even though betrying your captain for his rival should earn you a bullet to the gut. Cool guy or no

>Whitebeard lets him leave
>Roger BEGS on his knees for him
Can you spell Gary Stu?
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>>5017480
Yeah I agree, though personally I think it's more because he's a new character and all of a sudden he's connected to everything. If he'd been mentioned at all before Zou it would've been much less jarring, this way it just feels like a fanfic character who was inserted into the story and now everything revolves around him.
Pic related would be the best thing ever tho.

>>5017502
Kinda Raizo'd me, but that's not even my biggest issue with it, he needed someone who could read the road poneglyphs
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was it wano that creates both the poneglyphs and the seastone shit?
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>>5017508
Yes and no. They made the poneglyphs and they are the ones who are best at working with seastone so they can produce small and delicate stuff like nails and bullets
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>>5017518
I think the technique for working with seastone also originates there, though it has obviously spread by now.
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Erm... got some not-so good news I'm afraid. Tomorrows session will be delayed until Friday. The reason being I managed to score an appointment at the hospital for tomorrow. This likely means I won't be able to run. Or if I will it'll be delayed. If I won't make it home in a reasonable amount of time I'll do 1 post per day updates until Friday to make up for it
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>>5017525
Ar you doing alright Spooky?
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>>5017525
No worries, take it easy
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>>5017626
No. Need to get my ear checked. I may have suffered damage to my hearing
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>>5017684
So not good, but could have been a whole lot worse.
That's always something, take care mate.
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>>5017502
I mean, not really

Whitebeard and Roger were friendly rivals, and he considered his crew his family, if he betrayed them, then I could see Whitebeard killing Oden, but not only was the leave supposed too be temporary, but Oden himself only went because he told him he had a feeling he would miss something out if he didn't go. Even then he was still miffed. But never too the point of hating Oden

Also, Roger needed him because he couldn't Read the Poneyglyphs, something that solely Oden had as a skill in both crews, which Whitebeard didn't need. That was his reasoning, its not like he was some godlike Oc Roger sung praises for.

Finally, it was easily foreshadowed with two of his retainers being on both crews, why else would they be if their Leader wasn't jumping Ship.

And again, Oden was supposed too rejoin after those 3 years, he just finally realised he needed too take responsibility for his country. He even let Whitebeard keep Izo because he noticed how much happier he was there.
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Man every time I hear about wano it just sounds like a worse and worse arc, and I had dropped one piece right after dressarosa with dofflamingo being a dumb villain and everything being dragged all to hell.
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>>5018019
I liled Doffy as a villain. Just an orredeemable shit with some interesting details. But yeah Dressrosa dragged out far longer than it had any right to.

However Wholecake Island might have been the best arc so far. Long as shit but it never got stale like Dressrosa. Even Wano has good shit in it.... but like an anon said it topped being a pirate manga and became a samurai one. Every time the focus is on the actual pirates it's GREAT. The Straw Hats, the Worst Generation and the Beast Pirates are a ton of fun. But these swordniggers just keep hijacking the story and inserting themselves in the lore where they have no right being.
Imaginge Kyros without being based and thinking this is his story and sidelining the protagonists. That's why I REALLY learned to hate the Wano people and praise Sigma male Orochi
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>>5018239
Idk I might pick one piece back up to catch up again eventually, but probably not until the shit that is wano is over, so it will be a while.
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I honestly like Wano arc besides the Oden wank, it had some interesting stuff and good lore, and with how long it's been getting teased and foreshadowed it was clear it would be a long arc with a lot of important shit happening. Though I did read 2 years worth of backlog in 2 days, so it probably dragged on way more for the people who waited for a new chapter every week.

Also I know it won't happen but imagine if Zoro finished Kaido with that huge-ass Katana embedded in Onigashima.


Also Ulti is a Smoothie-tier "love her design but is an irredeemable bitch" and Kiku is best girl change my mind
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>>5018431
Ulti is fun and cute.
CUTE!
She also loves her Pay Pay very much. So she's nowhere near Smoothies level

Also
>Kiku
>Girl
KEK
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>>5018440
Don't get me wrong Ulti is adorable but she's kind of a sociopath, only really waifu material if you're Pay Pay and into that. And I'm pretty sure Smoothie loves some of her siblings as well.

And Kiku's a Woman at heart, remember?
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>>5018444
Okama then. But still not girl
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>>5018448
Just realized we talked about buttmad tranny lovers earlier this thread so I should probably make it clear I'm mostly just meme-ing.

That said, imo anime traps can more reasonably be considered girls than real life trannies seeing as they're mostly just the author drawing and writing a female and calling her male. Kiku is hella cute and most importantly fictional, so as long as Oda hasn't drawn their penis it doesn't exist
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>>5018462
>Schrödingers faggot
Kek

That said I don't really give a fug about the big gae... if it's done well. Bentham is amazing and Ivankov is funny, sans all the rape. And actually Izo is a-ok in my book.
>is clearly a man
>openly displays his masculine features
>still wears make-up and dresses up like a woman because he likes being pretty
That is 100% chad behavior

Kiku is a lala homoman pretending to be a girl. Thus I don't like him. Big beta energy
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>>5018519
Yeah there's some pretty disturbing stuff with Ivankov if you look at it without the HeeHee Shounen Anime so everything is ok-goggles.

I don't mind Kiku because it isn't shoved down the reader's throat with constant 'but I'm a boy~' stuff, it's mentioned what, once? If you missed that chapter you could just read him as a female samurai, and I like his characterization beyond the whole gender thing. Hope Marco heals him and Kin'emon.

Anyway it's all just personal taste, so let's agree to disagree. On a related topic, when Ulti gets angry, with her mask and all she just looks like pic related to me.
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>>5018544
>If you missed that chapter you could just read him as a female samurai
dunno about that one chief, I skipped to the last few chapters of wano in the manga and basically immediately what came to mind when I saw him was "this one's a dude".
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>>5018544
>Yeah there's some pretty disturbing stuff with Ivankov if you look at it without the HeeHee Shounen Anime so everything is ok-goggles.

That's probably what makes Ivankov compelling. Dudes a pirate. And a fiend. Which only highlights the fact that he's competent.
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So good news! It looks like I may not have to live with the fucking "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" in my ear for the rest of my life
Anyway will post todays updoot shortly
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>>5018544
Yeah she's great! She tries to be an elegant little lady but she acts like a spoiled brat and curses like a sailor who's suffering from withdrawal and hasn't seen a pussy in years. I mean she shittalks KAIDO of all people! I love every second she's on screen because she's a fucking clown
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>>5018655
Yay tinnitus.
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After boarding the Big Mama Chanter you were taken back to Fish-man Island without too much trouble. Or rather whatever troubles there were you refused to partake in. Not just that but you outright refused to leave your room for the duration of the journey because they are big boys and should be able to handle themselves and because you'll be caught dead before you spoil the New World for yourself. If the ship sinks that's their problem. In a worst case scenario you'll just fly all the way to the Red Line, over Mary Geoise, to Sabaody and ask someone to coat your body so you can stroll down to Fish-man Island. Regardless you arrive in just a few short days and without any delay Pekoms and Tamago leave the island so they can return to their duties.

"Oooooy! Hello everyone!"
You greet the people waiting for you with a big laugh as you wave around the bags of goodies you brought with you.

"Welcome back Silver. How did it go?"

"Oh it was awesome Jaws! You should've seen it! Food as far as the eye could see, talking objects everywhere! It was like in one of those childrens books!"

"And what about the talk? Did it go smoothly with Big Mom?"

"Hmmmm? Oh yeah sure whatever. Big Mom was super nice! She sent everyone a gift-bag! They are filled with sweets and other goodies! Here!"

"Phew. At least we don't have a giant target painted on us now. But I'm a bit concerned about these "gifts". We should search them for poisons or cameras or-"

"Ah shut up you grumpy ol' sardine! If you don't want it I'll take your share!"

"Are you THIS easy to bribe Marcy?"

"Uuuuuh. Yeah? I mean this is good shit!"

As you watch everyone unwrap their present Jinbe bids you farewell and says he must inform his men of the developments with Big Mom and how they won't have to become her subordinate. You wave him off and try to catch up as everyone starts sampling the assortment of candies, chocolate and other confections.
"Anything happened while I was gone?"

"You were barely away for a week idiot! What do you think happened in that time?"

"I don't know. Cool stuff?"

"N-Not much. Just more ships."

"Aye lad. Just more fools lookin' for trouble. But me thinks the decoration is starting to have an effect. One or two o' them docked. They were shakin' in their boots like autumn leaves while they were here. Little kittens did not dare step out of line Grekikiki!"

"Aside that not much has happened."
Jaws continues.
"Training continued with the ammo knights. Progress is slow but steady. Constructions are going smoothly and so far there haven't been any major incidents between those who lived in the Fish-man District and those who didn't. Hmmmmmmm-"
Murrays expressions sours.

"However?"

"However there are tensions between the slaves of Mary Geoise and the citizens."

"Oh come on! Are they bullying the slaves? Really?+
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Gu shakes his head.
"Quite the opposite in fact. The fishfolk are trying to reach out to them but the slaves won't have any of it. They are cold, distant and quite often rude. Many of them refuse aid when offered. If it weren't for me they wouldn't be eating most likely and they still give me odd looks. They might not like the look of my scars."

"Or perhaps they are wary of the chef who'd feed them poison."
Hagetaka gives Gu a condescending look.

"Nonsense! It must be with my queer outfit. I think I'll need a costume which inspires trust in them! Perhaps dressing up as a mascot will help!"

"Yea! Make it a big rat who hands out pizza to children!"

"Good idea William!"
Having heard enough you stand up and start walking away.
"Silver? Where are you going?"

"Stretching my legs. I was stuck in a room for days."

You walk down the streets, greeting many fishfolk along the way to the area where the tents for the slaves were set up. Almost immediately you start noticing odd things that were not here before. Rubble and refuse was turned into a makeshift barricade to keep out unwanted guests and some of them are keeping watch for anyone who'd want to enter. Feeling annoyed you fly over it in your bat form before turning back to human and continuing your walk. The odd things just keep popping up with some people huddled together in big piles while others are doing seemingly random things like cleaning the streets with a toothbrush or balancing on a big red ball or juggling several sharp knives at once. You stop to look around when one of the former slaves snaps at you.

"W-What are you looking at huh? You never seen a man before? Y-Yeah eyes off pal! Nothing to see here!"

You take a few steps forward and he takes just as many back while carefully positioning himself so he never shows his back to you. Sighing you raise your fleshy hand and take the bandages off of it.
"Are you dumb?"

"C-Captain Silver?! I-I'm sorry I didn't, I didn't think-"

"Yeah. You didn't. Now back off."

Leaving him behind you continue to the center where the campfires have been set up. Along the way you get a few more odd looks but you can't afford to get tangled up in every little thing. In the middle of the square you see those who were being sold at the auction house pretty much all sitting around a single fire, just minding their own business.

"Yo."

They pretty much all look up as if they snapped out of the fires mesmerizing effect and the former pirate Dias gives you a salute.
"Captain Silver! It is an honor! What brings you here?"

"I heard you guys were not behaving properly. Do I need to slap someone?"

"N-No that won't be necessary! Please?"

"Then why aren't you guys keeping order? I thought you were taking care of things."
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"Well we were but-"

At this Pascia joins in to explain things more calmly.
"But it appears we are not looked at too fondly by the others."
She sighs.
"We tried to keep everyone calm but... but it appears they don't really trust us. So we are being ignored whenever we want to calm them down."

"Why?"

"Because they were slaves to the Tenryubito and we were not. They say we don't understand what they went through and, truth be told we don't. They refuse to listen to what we have to say and now-"

"And now the feeling of freedom has faded. More and more find themselves relapsing. They can't believe or can't accept that they are free and think it's all a big trick from their former masters. Or... they simply can not exist with normal people now. Some just have too much fear in them."
The others lower their heads, signaling that this is indeed true. They appear to be quite devastated by this. But whether because they are powerless now or because they are imagining it could've been them who ended up like that you're not sure.

"Wow. I should've left them up there. Figures. Those who wouldn't fight for their freedom don't deserve it."

"C-Captain Silver you can't be serious!"

"Yeah. I am. It's better to die free than to live as a slave. But not to worry. I'll handle this. Somehow-"

>Inquire more about the situation from Pascia, Dias and the others. How do they see the situation? How do they feel about it
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
>Other?
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I shall bring an update tomorrow as well. And run on Friday as promised
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
They're used to somebody else controlling them and telling them what to do, let's do that at least so that they can get their shit together
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Right, nobody knows what to do without masters cracking the whip, have no access to independent resources or any means of supporting themselves. Free but effectively reduced to beggars, nothing to call their own or take pride in.
We'll need to start rebuilding them as people, however if we simply become the authority figure they'l collapse again the moment we leave. And we will, eventually, leave.

>Inquire more about the situation from Pascia, Dias and the others. How do they see the situation? How do they feel about it
But if we can lend the more active some authority that wouldn't hurt nearly as much in the long run.

But I think a big project will be required, something where everyone can and will see tangible results from... Building a ship, perhaps? Even better as then they'd have to interact with others (outsiders! Hiss!) who have the necessary skills to make it happen... Because in the end, I'd like to see them as pirates, simply because Silver would think that being a pirate is the bestest thing ever and the best way to celebrate, and maintain, their hard won freedom. Wow, that got long. But also yay surprise update! Thoughts?
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>>5018765
>Building a ship, perhaps?
I was just thinking about that. What if we have them build a ship that attaches to the dauntless, kinda like pic related?
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on

Tell them they don't need to worry about the Tenryubito anymore, we've killed them before and we'll do it again if they decide to come after them. And even if we fail or aren't there, it's not like their lives could get worse than what they had before - if worst comes to worst, they can just kill themselves before being captured and still be better off. They have nothing to lose, therefore nothing to fear - when you're at rock bottom, life can only go up, as long as you have the will to make it move at all.

>>5018765
Building a ship would be a good idea if only so they're mobile. Not sure if them becoming pirates is realistic or something they would want, but it'd be cool. If they're too peaceful, maybe we can find a nice hidden island in the New World to put them on and start a nation for freed slaves, maybe even get the revolutionaries to keep an eye on them if their OpSec can be trusted.
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
>> become my family
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on

Clearly Big Brother Silver is going to have to show these folks how to function. Big Sis taught him after all so he clearly knows what to do.

Time for these fine folks to a G.E.D. in murder.
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>>5019041
>>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
>>> become my family

Seconded
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>>5019041
Supporting
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Supporting
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>>5019098
Huh yeah I just realized there's a lot of parallels to Silver's own situation, treating them like Eliza treated him might be most in character
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>>5018812
>I was wondering why those characters seemed so familiar but I couldn't place how they fit into One Piece until I reached Leorio, and that is while I'm rereading Hunter x Hunter at this moment.
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>>5018735
>Go to the slaves and start talking to them. If they can't function on their own you'll give them something to work on
"Listen up weines you got three options.
1. You stop being a wienie and start fighting to stay free and pull your own weight
2. You don't want to die but you won't fight for your freedom, and i put you on the first ship back to the WG and they decide for you
3. You don't want to fight and you don't want to be a slave again, in which case i will help you out and kill you right now
If you choose 1 my crew and i will help you by putting you to work and beating you up, you will live but nothing will be handed to you. If you puss out halfway you get the choice of option if slave or death again. We clear? Alright line up state your choice and I'll mark it down on your back in crayon. Anybody without a mark by tomorrow I'll assume chose 3" it's essentially the choice Silver had when he met eliza
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>>5019329
Hell it's almost like a KSBD saga, the broken slave boy taught by a traveling butcher of men who then goes on to directly attack the kings who claim to rule over heaven to show them all that violence is the only language of Lords and those who can not wield it themselves have no right to rule.

And then the fucker decides to /teach/.
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It looks oike Silver will be taking charge of the slaves. I shall qrite along those lines
Sadly the update will have to wait until much later

>>5019427
>KSBD
Wut?
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>>5019442
Kill Six Billion Demons.

A webcomic that's basically what you get if you threw Sailor moon, inuyasha, Blame, Berserk, Bleach, half of Dragonball Z post namek a pinch of pre-shippuden Naruto, a dash of Steven Universe, and a touch of lesbian into a pot, boiled it down, froze it solid, sealed it in a cast iron bullet forged from the corpse of Evangelion, had it blessed by both Jesus and Vishnu, and then had it be shot by Gurren Lagann directly into your forehead.

And that still doesn't really do it justice.
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>>5019448
Neat
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>>5019448
I read the first... maybe 10 or 15 chapters a few years ago but it didn't really catch me. You're making me reconsider...
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>>5019461
Eh, I wouldn't really recommend it.
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>>5019448
I mea, you're spot on about the setting but that's more the short stories that accompany the comic from time to time than the comic itself. Still a really cool comic.
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>>5019041
One has to like the "visuals" of that one
>Silver frees the slaves but then acts dismissively around then, you arn't cool enough for my ship etc and just kind of leaves them be because Freedom good!
>Slaves begin falling apart without instruction as Silver is inspired by, and not a little jealous of, Big Mom.
>Returns to build a community, a family, and turns into a weird mix of Whitebeard and Big Mom.
>nice
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>>5019498
Also that you mentioned half a dozen anime but not Elder Scrolls and the soulsborne series' despite those being the most prominent flavours and taking direct inspiration from them, is a little infuriating.
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>>5019508
"Hello, Deviant" is a pretty chad way to address someone
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Am here
Ready to provide the updoot shortly
And just a heads-up: I'll be running tomorrow at 15:00 GMT like I should've done this wednesday. I hope it wasn't too much of a hustle for you
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A strong, oppressive silence falls down around the campfire as everyone gets lost in introspection, including you. For a while you ponder on the situation but eventually you start grasping it when you remember how it was for you. There were only two things in the world. The chain and everything outside the chain. Things were scary, your captors especially. Their forms always seemed to black out the sun and made them seem draped in shadow, their voice was muddled thunder. Great, imposing. You did not dare to think of yourself as the same as them, you could not hope to understand the deeper meaning behind their words. They gave a command you took it at face value and did as ordered. That way you did not get into too much trouble. You wonder how you'd be if you were plucked out of there, if Eliza simply killed all of them that day. Would you be the same as these guys? Unable to make use of your own freedom? But as you're lost in these thoughts a more fresh memory rears its head.

"This is the point Silver. Not treasures. This! These people don't know what to do with themselves or they get exploited by the Government. We might as well rule them-"

You smile.
"Yes. Big Mom!"

This makes Pascia look up from the fire.
"Eh? You said something?"

"Yes. Remind me. Did you guys want to swear yourself to me?"

She looks nervously at the others who all avert their gaze from the fire and nod.
"Yes! Our homes... may be lost to us. We can not escape the grand line or even go backwards. So if it was possible we'd be honored to repay our debt to you captain!"

"Hmmmmmm. Kek! Then you're in luck!"

"Wait! Does that mean-"

"No devilman. I don't want you weenies ruining my groove. But! I'll give you something else! For you see the answer for our troubles is right here!"
You reach within your front pocket and pull out a small book. It's a bit wrinkly and took a few hits for you but the words in it are good.
"The Bibble!"

"It's called the Bible-"

"YOU DARE QUESTION THE MIGHTY SILVER?! Anyway there was this guy Mossy. He told a big bad guy to let go of his friends or he'll kick his ass! And the king didn't and got his ass whoopped. He took his boys and went on a grand adventure but the boys started misbehaving. This is where we are. So I gotta lay down some rules now!"

"This is so wrong on so many levels-"
Pascia is feeling actual pain from second hand embarrassment.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hh-XVTuqKzg

But you don't care. Instead you locate the closest tent you can see and jump on top of it.
"OY! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY!"
The crowd stops what it was doing and looks up to you.
"What the hell is this? No, seriously. Do you guys know who I am? I'm Captain Silver! I'm the guy who worked hard and killed a lot of people so you guys can be here! And you guys are repaying my kindness by wasting it? I think you all don't deserve your new freedom! You can't appreciate it. Maybe it's my fault. I didn't let you work for it. But I'm not sure you would've because you're all a bunch of weenies!"
The slaves are slowly starting to loose their grip on the objects they were holding out of sheer befuddlement.
"The way I see it you can lay down and die right here since even you can manage that, go back to the dragons like good little slaves or... you can start doing something useful."
Reaching into your pockets you hurl some white crayon into the crowd.
"If you want to be someone, make something more then draw fly the skull and bones! Hoist my jolly roger! I'm going to be honest. You will never be pirates. But you can be something ALMOST as good, mine! You have a day to decide. Those that rise with me will learn what it means to be free. Those that don't will sink. Choose."

The silence after your speech gets broken as a chill runs along everyones spine and the slaves practically trample each other over the white crayons. Good. It means they want it badly. Satisfied you jump back to the campfire and smile.
"Kekeke! Success!"

"Incredible Captain! It's like everyone is back to how they were after the raid!"

"I'm aware of the effect I have on people. Anyway I hope I can count on you."

"Of course!"

"Good. Now I know you can belly-dance. How is that? Can you show it to me?"

"Erm? Sure?"

"Yes! Yes! This is perfect! Now how entertaining are the rest of you?"

"Erm... entertaining? How is that important for pirate-"

You smack the devil guy on the head with your bible.
"Pay attention! You weenies wouldn't last in the New World! Doesn't mean you can't be useful!"

"But then... what are we to do?"

"The answers are all in here! This little book! I circled important bits that I liked and wrote notes to them. I think it's time to make one of my dreams come true!"

"Pretty sure that's blasphemy but who are we to judge. So... what's the first step?"

>Nothing. I wanna catch up with my friends first. See ya tomorrow!
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
>I'll talk with Greki about this and get to work without help. This is pirate business and landlubbers have no place in it!
>Other?
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>>5019800
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cF2U6Fo5aag

Yes, glorious.
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>>5019804
>>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
Probably the only person with a comprehensive knowledge of actually managing people. I mean Marcy ran a gang but it was really more like a bunch of thugs swinging their dicks around rather than being productive.
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes.
We kinda own his ass anyways, so whatever.
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>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
>>Does Jimbo know anything about managing this many people?
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>>5019804
>>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
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>>5019804
>>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes.
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
>Get Greki, he'll know what we need
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>>5019804
Oh also I know most of them are weenies but how about Devil guy? Could he join the training with the knights? Kinda like the idea of him starting our first new world subordinate crew.
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
>Get Greki, he'll know what we need

i dont know whats happening
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>>5020107
I figure if we want to help them build a ship Greki would know what we need for that.
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>>5020107
Basically told them to stop whining and shape the fuck up because if they don't we'll do it for them. Now we're deciding who to ask advice about making a large amount of people do what we tell them to do because while our "smack it with a hammer" level plans work right now this is a more nuanced situation. Yelling at them only started the process.
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
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>>5019804
>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes

>>5020123
>putting those poor bastards on a cursed ship.
Man I love Greki and all he's done for us, but that'd just be a cruel way to kill them all off.

>>5020107
If they can't manage themselves, they'l be managed in Silver Style. Given a goal, a lifestyle.
Our lifestyle. Because that's the best way to live! Tho I disagree with the "you'l never be pirates" bit there, they will. Once they get a taste for it and come to the realization that they'l be hunted for the rest of their natural lives no matter what.
Sink or Swim my friends... And we don't accept sinking around here
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>>5019804
>>We gotta ask Neptune for help. Big projects need big fishes
Civil service jobs for food and board, they learn on the job and eventually are capable of supporting themselves, but no work no food and eventually a ticket on a ship going up. They can leave anytime but there is no coming back afterwards
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>>5020608
Oof I completely forgot about that... hmm... Could he just oversee the construction or would that be enough for a cursing?
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>>5020694
Hm, he probably could?
I don't know how the cursing works, only that everything he does ends up cursed... Could be, could not. But one could hope
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You look at your watch, forgetting you don't have any and speak up.
"Well I'm gonna go and ask Santa for help. He can help me figuring things out and we'll need his men too. You guys stay here and make sure they don't run out of crayon or paint or whatever."

Leaving the slaves to sort themselves out you seek out Neptune. A few questions to an unlucky Ammo Knight later you know his exact location and fly over there. You find him at a nearby construction site hauling large pieces of coral for the new buildings they are erecting while Shirahoshi is sitting a few paces away waving a tiny flag around to encourage the workers.
"Are you sure I can't help more?"

"Nonsense princess! Your presence makes us work a hundred times harder! What more could we ask for?"
One of the fishfolk respond.

"Ah Silver!"
Shirahoshi then drops her flag and rushes over to you.
"You're back!"

"Yeap! I brought you some fireworks from the surface! We can set them off later but first I wanna speak with your dad."

Neptune then sets down the huge load he was carrying and wipes his brows.
"Phew. That's another one down. Hello Silver. How did your talks with Big Mom go?"

"Good. Mama was very nice! She said we don't have any beef anymore so the island is mine for good!"
Neptune nods in approval. Though he finds it hard to believe someones meeting with a Yonko would be pleasant he's not complaining.
"But anyway aren't you supposed to be ruling right now?"

"The ministers can handle lawmaking and governance. But the people need a leader now more than a monarch. Even if it's a pain in my hip. Anyway you said you want to talk with me-jamon?"

"Yeah! I got a big plan but I need help."

"Whatever it is you just have to name it-"
You jump up on his shoulder and whisper something in his ear.
"What now?"

"Yeap! It is written in here!"
You show him your book.

"Hmmmmm. I need my reading glasses for this one."

"Just the part where I drew a circle!"

"Sodom and... Gomorrah? I don't think I understand."

"Two cities where you could do anything! The best places in the world! That's what I'll do! I'll make a pirate city! We'll build it with the slaves and they can live and work there! Everyone will be welcome and there will be no rules! I could even make a theme park so fish kids don't have to look at shitty Sabaody and can just come there to play!"

"An artificial city? Floating on the water? Is that even possible?"

"Water 7 is not a real island either and it exists!"

"Yes but... how do we build such a thing? I don't think anyone knows how to-"

You jump down on the ground, grab a stick and start drawing shapes and texts from memory. Once done you present it to Neptune.
"Ta-da!"
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"What am I looking at?"

"Plans for a big ship. I'm not sure what it does but I know it works!"

"Hmmm. If you say so. But we'd need an inordinate amount of resources for that. I don't think-"

"There's a bunch of wood outside in the water! We can just take it up! And if the marines come sniffing we'll just use their boats for wood! It's a flawless plan!"

"But-"

"Flaw! Less!"

"Sigh. Fine. If you say so. But what do you need me for exactly?"

>Teach me how to lead!
>Workers. Lots of workers!
>Other?
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>>5020777
>>Teach me how to lead!
Goddammit are we building a planet buster to be our party barge?
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>>5020777
>Workers. Lots of workers!
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>>5020774
>Teach me how to lead!
There is only one big smol boi here and as said big smol boi, Silver gotta learn how to lead weenies properly.
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>>5020777
>>Teach me how to lead!
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>>5020777
>>Teach me how to lead!
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>>5020777
>Teach me how to lead!
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>>5020777
>Teach me how to lead!
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>>5020782
Be honest with yourself anon, would you have settled for anything less?

>Teach me how to lead!
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Okay. No extra workers but more leadership experience.
>writing
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>>5020864
An idiot in charge just makes a bigger mess. We're a simple manchild murder goblin but we're not a stupid one.
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"You're a king right? Teach me how to king!"

"Ohohoho. That I can not do. But! I can show you how to lead if you're ready to learn!"

"Yeah!"

"Ooooooh! Sir Silver is going to become a proper ruler! How exciting!"

As Shirahoshi starts clapping you start chuckling to yourself. However before you could really feel good about things a knight comes running to his king. He's out of breath but his panting is not due to exhaustion.
"Big trouble! Big trouble!"

"What's wrong soldier?"

"I-I come from the port my liege! A ship has sailed in! And- And-"

When he says who the passengers are Neptunes eyes open wide in disbelief.
"What did you just say?! Silver-"

"I'm on it! Sorry Fishy guess the fireworks have to wait!"
You're a fair bit faster than Neptune or any of his retinue you break off from them and fly straight to the docks where you can already feel trouble brewing. Your boys and girls are already on the scene and by their looks they are a hairs breadth away from simply going forward and unleashing hell. And no wonder since the one, or more generously "ones" they are facing off could be a LOT of trouble.

"Kuhahaha. This is a sight I was not expecting. Where is the famously warm fish-man welcome?"

"It's back the way you came!"
Jaws drops his anchor on the ground and starts swinging it around to make a point. This may be a mistake. As there are precious few captains in the world who could get away with threatening a Warlord, let alone a mere first-mate.

It's at this moment that you drop out of the sky with the grace and calmness of a meteorite and as you swipe away the cloud of dust you speak.
"Yo. You're Crocodile right?"

"Hmmmmmm? Who are you?"

"Boss-"
The black man standing next to him responds.
"That is Cavalier Silver. One of the Supernovas. I believe he's the one who disrupted the trade at Bandera-"

"Oh. Him. Another small fry playing pirate. Adorable."
He looks up at the port masters office where your flag is proudly displayed.
"Did you perhaps claim this island as your own?"

"Yeah."

"Hmmmm. Really now? Well according to my subordinate you did mess with my operations back in the day. If that damnable Strawhat did not mess up my plans I would've had to make an example out of you. Perhaps I should make amends now and teach you a lesson-"

>Roll 3d10+3 best of 3
>dc 15
>crit 22
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Rolled 7, 3, 8 + 3 = 21 (3d10 + 3)

>>5020902
gonna wipe that smile off his face
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Rolled 6, 3, 9 + 3 = 21 (3d10 + 3)

>>5020902
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Rolled 3, 5, 5 + 3 = 16 (3d10 + 3)

>>5020902
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FUCK!
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hmmmm well you don't manage to hurt them but you do make a point
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>>5020907
>>5020909
So close
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>>5020915
Oh well... But I don't understand why we need to be fighting here! (except for his honour, our entertainment, general piratical behavior, and him acting like himself) This is a strictly straw hat free zone after all!
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>>5020902
I'm not quite sure what crocoboy's genius plan is 20000 leagues under the sea after he got mopped by a super soaker in a desert
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>>5020931
Well lets see:
He has his masterplan foiled by an accidental retard who beat him up
He was locked up on the governments private snuff film studio/prison
And then he had his ass handed to him by just about everyone at Marineford
Then said everyone killed the old guy he wanted to kill to show the world that big Crocodile is back

And now he has someone well deserving of a beating right in front of him... Honestly I'd be surprised if he didn't try to work out his frustrations on us.
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You don't need to hear another word. You spring forth with your Shakushi to get between the two of them. Throwing a punch at one of them while giving a kick backwards to the other you hit both Crocodile and his subordinate, making them slide backwards a little bit. Both of them are surprised by the fact that you managed to do this but Crocodile even more so. Meanwhile you scoff because you figured out both of their devil fruits as Croco-boys torso caved in without too much resistance while merely touching the other guy hurt your leg. But they did not get out of this unscathed either, especially the black guy.

"B-Boss-"

Crocodile looks at his associate and sees that his chest is cracked like hard iron that's been broken.
"Stand down Daz."
He touches his own chest.
"Tch. Hasshoken? No. It's slightly different. Don't engage him or he'll destroy your body."

He's trying to play it cool but the pitch of his voice changed slightly. He is also worried.
"Goofy kicked your ass right?"

"Hmmmm? You mean Straw Hat?"

"If he beat you up I'll destroy you. And I won't let you walk away with your head."

"Noted."
He straightens his posture and dusts himself off, the dent on his chest turns into sand and reforms as if nothing happened.
"We won't challenge your authority."

"But Boss-"

"Take a better look at him Bonez. This one is not like Straw Hat Luffy. We have much more to loose than some face. This is not a gamble we shall take."

"Understood."

"So Cavalier. Is that acceptable for you? We'll just restock our supplies and leave as soon as our pose adjusts. In return you'll leave us be. Deal?"

>Deal
>No deal. Get off my island while I'm saying it nicely
>Other?
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>>5020852
Honestly I would have because the idea never crossed my mind. This is big plays for big boys and Silver is still stuck at the kiddy table, even if he did adorn it in cannons and encrust it with the polished bones of his enemies.
>>5020947
>Deal
Aw come on you're not even gonna try Crocoboy?
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>>5020947
>Deal
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>>5020947
>"As long as you don't make a mess here, you're welcome here."
Might as well get the chance to talk to Croccy and talk shit about Goofy.
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>>5020954
What big plays? It's just a big party wagon for all his wholesome friends
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>>5020975
Very true, the most wholesome group ever.
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>>5020947
>Deal
Feel free to stay as long as you need, any not friend of Goofy is a maybe friend of mine!
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>>5020947
>Deal

Be good and you get to leave. Be bad and you already know how this sentence ends.
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FRIENDSHIP! YEAAAAY!
>writing
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>>5020975
Oh come on are you saying Silver doesn't comprehend at all, despite everything that happened around it, that he just drew up plans for a big fucking weapon?

I'm mashin X
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>>5021026
He just ask the fancy rocks, of course he could, the concussions didn't knock that info out yet.
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>>5021026
Silver's definition of party involves more corpses.
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>>5021031
>fancy rocks
Pretty sure this is Pluton from Water 7 we're dealing with.
>>5021038
But all the corpses?
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>>5021042
He grabbed the plans once, they talked to him I think.
All the corpses, how else will people know we're serious?
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>>5021045
They did but he physically saw them and commited them to memory after that split second. Silver memorized all the Poneglyphs as well
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>>5021064
Never doubt the spongy mind of an ex slave.
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>>5021064
Well if the marines didnt want us dead /before/...

But then they're the marines so fuck em.
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You unclench your fist and it makes a nice crackling sound as the tension leaves your fingers.
"Aw not even gonna try? Okay. Yeah you can stay. Be good and you can leave as well."

"Hmph. Fair. But worry not. We'll just purchase some essentials and we'll be on our way. That and dump some extra weight."

"Don't be like that! Any enemy of Goofy is a friend of mine! Stay as long as you want just don't cause trouble."

"I'll take your word for it then."
He waves at his ship and his men get to work.
"But it's good to see that you are more reasonable than that insufferable ape. And now that we buried the hatchet allow me a question. Is what's in the news true?"

"Oh? So you do know me?"

"I read your name. I didn't care enough to look up your face. And now that I'm seeing it I have my doubts. So. Is it true?"

"Yes."

"I see. I'll make sure to remember that the next time I plan to cross you."

You make note of the fact that he said nothing about not crossing you, just that he'll be more careful about doing it in the future. For a moment you look away from him and at his friend to see his reactions. Sadly you don't get much from him as he's currently busy clutching his chest.
"Your pal is not looking so hot there."

"He can take it. He survived much worse than a love tap like that in Impel Down."

"What's that?"

"The prison where the World Government puts those they don't care enough to or can't execute."

"How about you? I hit your logia body as well."

"So you noticed? Yes. Hasshoken is extremely annoying. The vibrations compact my sand, makes it harder to disperse. But don't think that's enough to take me down brat."

"I just thought you could use a doctor as well."

"Hmph. No. We'll live. Besides. You should reserve your medics for him-"

Crocodile points over his shoulder to where his men are hauling something BIG. At first you thought it's some cargo they want to unload, well, maybe it IS exactly that. But it's not any cargo you've ever seen before. It's a man. An extremely large and rather rotund man but a man none the less. He's carried on a large tarp as a stretcher because the next best thing would be a sail for someone his size.
"Him who?"

"That pile of meat there is Gecko Moria."

"GECKO MORIA?!"
Your friends shout.

"A second Shichibukai? You did him dirty I see."

"You misunderstand. That wasn't me."

It's at this moment that none other than the yakuza himself, Jinbe shows up with his arms crossed.
"Hmph. I knew my skin was feeling rough and coarse. Crocodile..."

"You again Jinbe?"

"I live here. Hmmmm? Is that- It can't be!"
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So we are making Pluton as our party ride, we have Poseidon in the form of Shirahoshi beside us and we got the blueprints for Uranus from the whirpool poneglyph. Isn't that 3 out of 3 superweapons?
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"Moria? What is going on?"

"I found him this way at Marineford. Left to die in an abandoned corner of the battlefield. A sad state for anyone to die in."

"I guess even you can feel sympathy after all. What happened? He reminded you of yourself after Luffy-kun left you one foot in the grave at Alabasta?"

"Watch your mouth Jinbe!"
Crocodile throws a not-so subtle threat but he restrains himself from acting on his impulses.
"Actually I decided to spare his life is because he was muttering some very interesting things while he was on the verge of death. He claims that he was attacked by his own side. That rat Doflamingo ambushed him."

"Hmph. Hardly surprising."

"Correct. But the interesting thing is that apparently the order came from higher up."

"Sengoku? That doesn't sound right-"

"No. Higher."

The fishman freezes and he seems genuinely terrified. The only time you've seen him worry in any capacity was during your meeting with Big Mom.
"Is everything okay Jimbo?"

"No. If a higher authority ordered Morias elimination that could mean any number of things. Kong, the Celestial Dragons or god forbid-"

Jinbe gets lost in thought once more and you give up on nudging him awake this time. Instead you walk up to that Moria guy and see that he's still in quite a sorry state. As if he did not receive any medical attention up until now.
"Did you guys not heal him?"

"Do we look like a pair of nurses to you boy? No. And we couldn't really afford to either. After Marineford the government may have been on the verge of defeat but they were still scouring every inch of the sea for us. So no, we just left him like that. If he dies he dies. That was the idea."

"But that was over a month ago! He's been holding on for that long?"

>Cool (leave him be)
>We better get him to a doctor
>Stitches put him back together
>Other?
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>>5021135
2 out of 3. Silver only knows what Uranus is and where it is. He doesn't have the schematics for it
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>>5021150
He did fuck around with the Dauntless using the shit from Uranus, I think
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>>5021150
Oh yeah, we just kinda got inspired by it.
>>5021145
>>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>Stitches put him back together
Let's earn some brownie points with the two ex-badasses, huh?
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>>5021145
>Stitches put him back together
Hooray, someone with experience building a floating theme park!
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>>5021145
>>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>Kong, the Celestial Dragons or god forbid-
a Moe Lester?

>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>Stitches put him back together
If we let him die, he'd blend in with the rest of the decorations/warnings at the docks, and that would be stealing someone else's credit
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>>5021145
>If he dies he dies. That was the idea
Gotta appreciate the lack of fucks given here.

>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>"No. If a higher authority ordered Morias elimination that could mean any number of things. Kong, the Celestial Dragons or god forbid-"
Eh? Whats Jinbe going with this? Im's existence is basially the biggest secret in the world, so can't be that, but who else could have authority to match Kings or the Elder Stars?
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>>5021145
>>Stitches put him back together
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>>5021145
>Stitches put him back together
>>5021152
No, we used the stuff from Pluton's schematics, which we learned from the Poneglyph in Haven (the undersea city).
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>>5021177
The Five Elder Stars

>>5021192
It did use Uranus as a concept but that's it
"Flying Ship"
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>>5021192
Didn't he see that shit back with Franky and Robin?
I really need to reread the earlier threads.
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Looks like Corpse boy will be heavily diddled by Corpse girl
>writing
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>>5021230
Time to get his shadow hole tickled.
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"Stitches! Be nice and put the guy back together. Without taking bits of him. If he can hold on for life for a whole month he's cool."

"Awww."

"No "awww" I want to talk to him later. Anyway Crocoboy I'll be keeping an eye on you! Don't bother the people here or mess up my plans or I swear!"

"Kuhahahaha! Plans? Yeah, right. I'll make sure not to interrupt your crayon eating sessions."

"Thank you!"

"Er-"

"Just ignore him."
Jinbe taps Crocodile on the shoulder.

The Shichibukai then takes his entourage and start resupplying their own ship for the upcoming journey into the New World. Meanwhile Gecko Moriah is being treated by Lyda so he'll be out of commission for a while now. Because of that you decide to bother Crocodile a bit more while waiting for the pale giant to wake up. You ask him about why he left the Shichibukai and what his plans are now but he's purposefully ignoring you. If that vein on his forehead is any indication he's very much annoyed by your questions. But you do learn from his assistant or friend or whatever he is that apparently Crocodile intended to take over a country belonging to the World Government. For that crime and probably moreso because he got his ass handed to him by a rookie they stripped him of his rank and imprisoned him. He intended to rot in prison for the rest of his life but Luffy freed him alongside most of the worlds worst criminals.

"Tch. Good job idiot!"

"After that we decided to participate in the war and now we are heading for the New World."

"Makes sense. But if you're such badasses why were you not in the New World anyway?"

"Don't make me laugh kid."
Crocodile finally starts answering your questions.
"If you weren't such a greenhorn you'd know why. The New World is hell on earth. It is a nightmare compared to which the rest of the Grand Line really feels like Paradise. It's fine to have lofty dreams and ambitions but that world feeds on fools whose eyes are clouded by such things. It... breaks something inside you and afterwards you won't be the same. But you don't need me to explain it to you. The moment you enter there you'll understand."

He then lights a new cigar and you smirk at him.
"Yeah yeah. Say if you have the time can you show one of my crewmembers a few tricks? I think she'd like to learn some stuff from a pro."

He smirks back at you.
"Of course. The moment you get a subordinate who's a logia user."

"Cool! I'll go get her!"

"What?"

"Told you."
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>>5021323
>Jinbe is starting to act as the minder for Silver, telling people not to look at the rabid bat boy funny, and not feed him outside lunch time
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Unfortunately you find out that Crocodile was messing with you and now you're a bit mad. So you decided to return to Lyda who's been very busy fixing the broken body of Moriah.
"How does it look?"

"Not good. His injuries are extensive. But the odd thing is that they healed at different rates. I think he was already very injured from a previous fight when they attacked him. He received many cuts, a few burns that were similar to yours after Sabaody and something very invasive has entered his body at one point like a parasite or a worm. He also had many broken bones that were starting to heal. Poor guy. He must've been in a lot of pain."

"Wonder what kept him going."

"After he was stabilized he fell asleep. He kept m-muttering things in his sleep. "Perona", "Absalom". Those were a few I heard multiple times."

"Must be his friends."
You look at the bandaged up guy who looks like a fat clown devil and almost feel sad.
"Any way I can help?"

"Y-You are a universal donor. We could give him a transfusion. But he's very erm-"

"Fat?"

"Big. So we'd need to draw a lot from you. It may tire you out."

"And that means no more fun for me today... Darn."

You start thinking about it. He is going to get up sooner or later so there is no rush. And you got a few other things to worry about. Such as Sandboy and the Chocolate Razor. Or your own plans that you got cooking.

>Okay. Give him some blood. I wanna talk with him
>I'm gonna go and hang out with Croccy I think
>Better get to work. I want my pirate island and I want it now!
>Other?
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>>5021353
Don't we have a bunch of our blood stored, as to prevent us from going the way of Fishy Panther?
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>>5021353
>>Okay. Give him some blood. I wanna talk with him
Hell yeah
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>>5021353
>I'm gonna go and hang out with Croccy I think
He promised! And Ann says you have to keep your promises. We say that too.
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>>5021353
>Okay. Give him some blood. I wanna talk with him
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>>5021353
>>Okay. Give him some blood. I wanna talk with him
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>>5021359
Yes. But it's emergency juice for emergency reasons
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>>5021353
>Crocodile was messing with you
Hes an idiot then, huh?
He COULD get intel on our crew logia in exchange for the most basic and general advice he could muster
And thats after we shown we were ready and capable on fucking his shit up
So instead of preparing for the possibility of future conflict, he decided to do this instead
Cant wait for when our girl spears his ass in legit fight
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>>5021401
He knows damn well that if shows our crewmate anything he is increasing the danger exponentially. Intel on the rookie is less useful than them being inexperienced.
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>>5021353
>Better get to work. I want my pirate island and I want it now!
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>writing
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You sit down next to the bed where the former warlord is lying and you extend an arm for Lyda. She doesn't need any more than that to begin the transfusion process. She connects you to the pale man and you watch as more and more of your life juices get transferred to him. For a good while nothing happens to him but Lyda is furiously scribbling in her notes as she pays close attention to even the slightest changes to him. For a while it appears that he's fallen into a deep sleep from which he can not be roused but out of nowhere his eyes snap open and they appear to be quite bloodshot.

"DOFLAMINGO YOU BASTAR- Huh? W-What's going on? Who are you people?"

"My name is Silver."

"Wha-Where am I? What happened to the war? AM I dead? Is this Hell?"

"No but close. You're at the bottom of the sea. Fish-man Island. Your friend Crocodile brought you here."

"Crocodile?! That scum? What does he want? Wait..."
He starts clutching his head and grunting hard. From his gritting teeth you can tell he's feeling quite frustrated.
"Yes. I remember now. Doflamingo! And that Kuma copy! They were trying to kill me! And then- And then- ARGH I can't remember!"

He tries to get up but his strength still hasn't returned so he collapses immediately. However his shadow comes alive and it catches him before he could hit the ground.
"Whoah! Now that's a devil fruit!"

"Huh? I'm sorry who are you people?"
You have him seated and give him some hot chocolate while you give him a quick rundown of the situation.
"Ah I see. So that worthless Crocodile brought me here and now Fish-man Island is run by a bunch of rookies. How long was I out? Or is this actually hell?"

"A month."

"A MONTH?"

"Give or take."

"Well. At least I'm still alive I guess. But I wasted too much time. Thanks for your assistance but I must return to sea at once. My companions are out there after the Tyrant Kuma sent them away. I must find them so we can get back to our lives. I must start the production of zombies immediately-"
But as he says that leather straps are put all around his body which pull him down to the table.
"HEY!"

"I-I'm sorry. But as your doctor I can't allow you to do any of that before making a full recovery."

"Let me go you squirt! Doppelman! Assist me!"
His shadow rises from the table and gets to freeing its master. This displeases Lyda greatly.

"No."
She crosses her hands and suddenly Moria goes limp once more and his shadow disappears.

"What did you just do?"

"I replaced the painkiller I gave him earlier with morphine. That should make him sleep for a while. We'll have to resume our talks with him later."
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And this may be a bit lackluster but I think I'm going to call it quits here for the day. The laptop borked and I can't adjust the brightness on it. So my eyes started glazing over just now.
Anyway we got many things awaiting us in the near future
>whether you spend time with some of the warlords
>the construction of Silvers Pirate Empire
And many different things

I'll see you guys (hopefully) on Wednesday next
Have a good night!
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>>5021499
Thanks for running spooks
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>>5021499
Well thank you for running Spooks!
I did *not* expect the Crocodile/Moriah curveball but hells to the yea.

>This displeases Lyda greatly.
>"No."

Oh I'm so proud of you Stitches! Standing up for yourself against a scary monster man... Altho I fear this may mean our life is going to become more difficult in the future.
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>>5021529
lyda;s has already experiencedor witnessed the 2 scariest things in the world: Silver being mad at you and being completely and totally alone
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Y'know we should ask crocodile if he knows how dance powder is made and if so if we could buy that knowledge from him, it would be really helpful for SIlver Island. They have a lot of silver and no water, and only really one city so they couldn't steal rain from other parts of the city.
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Also I just started rereading the quest out of boredom yesterday and just read the opening post of Thread 4 and

>Flipping through your bible you keep finding interesting stuff, one bit in particular talks about places called Sodom and Gomorrah, cities of scum and villainy where people reveled in sin, haughtiness, egoism and all vices known to man. Now THOSE sound like piratey places! They sound so good in fact that you feel the need to circle their names with crayon and write "Pirate City" next to them and leave a bookmark there for future reference.

That's some almost Oda level foreshadowing right there!
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>female mentor figure
>missing eye
>globohomo wants him dead
>fortress city built on his ideals
Silver is Big Boss and Sodom & Gomorrah is his Outer Heaven.
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>>5021752
Pirates without borders.
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>>5021760
lel, I was going to post the same thing
>the world calls for pirates, and we answer
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>>5021752
You know I was gonna vote we call our "party boat" Tortuga, but this is a much better idea.

Silver is quite literally crafting his Heaven upon the base earth of man and there's shit for dick anyone can do to stop him.

>Captcha is pic related

4chan has spoken! This is now MGS Y4: The Orphan's Liberation
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>>5021752
Thing is silver is both dumber and more capable then big boss, so his outer heaven will probably not get blown to shit by a progeny he created.
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>>5021548
One day hopefully the WG get their collective heads out of their asses and figure this out too, or at least figure out there's a pirate that does not give a single iota of fuck about their government or their ruling class and will happy murder shit all the same.
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>>5021752
I'll let you name the island bug I'll provide a few options. The default one is Nasau.
However Outer Heaven is extremely based, doubly so because the island will sit right next to the Red Line like the giant, throbbing middle finger that it is aimed at the Government
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>>5022064
>However Outer Heaven is extremely based, doubly so because the island will sit right next to the Red Line like the giant, throbbing middle finger that it is aimed at the Government
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>>5022000
I think they've actually gotten that message loud and clear, remember the post Marineford conversation between Kong and Sengoku?
The one where they assumed we did Mariejois in as payback for sending an admiral after us and taking an arm and an eye?
And then earlier in this thread: Cp0 having orders to *not* try to assassinate us, probably because they're worried about the consequences should they fail.
I would seriously not be surprised if our files had something like "DO NOT ENGAGE WITHOUT DIRECT ORDERS" written in red letters on the first page or somesuch by now.

>>5021752
Outer Heaven is based, but we could also steal from history. The "Republic of Pirates" based on New Providence island or as it was called: Nassa ->>5022064
God damnit Spooks! It is a good name tho.
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>>5022064
Nasau or outer heaven, both are based and I for one look forward to making the WG shit themselves even more
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>>5021752
>>5021847
>>5022064
I like all three, Tortouga and Outer Heaven especially. Maybe Tortuga for the Island itself and Outer Heaven for the City or something?

Anyway, have you read the latest chapter Spooks? Isn't that exactly what you said you're hoping wouldn't happen a few threads ago?
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>>5022238
I mean the solution seems simple, go full Japan with it!
*puts on over the top accent*
"Welcome to Silver's city! Outer Heaven Nassau! Enjoy your stay but remember, there are no rules! Except the most important rule: Don't make Silver-sama mad!"
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Damn I was just making a silly little comparison, I didn’t expect Outer Heaven to be taken as a serious suggestion. But hey, if it’s on the list now then it’s got my vote.
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>>5022305
The name just happens to be ridiculously on-theme, what with the slaves having been rescued from 'Heaven' and us now building a paradise for the free, basically right outside the world nobles' back yard.
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>>5022272
I gotta say very pissed
Even moreso because of Queens ridiculous DF
Sasaki was based. Queen was cringe. Simple as
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>>5022314
Yeah it's kinda cheap to say "He's got weird Exoskeleton now"

Sasaki was funny and I accepted it as Queen modifying him, but yeah him turning into a giant prehensile penis is just weird
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>>5022314
what about sanjis powerup of actually being born op haha?
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>>5022312
also Silver being a good chritstian boy who wants to create heaven on earth before he enters acultural heaven for being such a good boy and reading his bibble every night and spreading the good word.
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>>5022312
I'm also throwing "The Inholy land" into the hat as an option to go with our Unjustice coat
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>>5022334
IF, and that's a big IF, it wasn't something he just always had but something Judge purposefully gave him sneakily with the raid suit I'd be willing to accept it. If it's anything else than his dad fucking with him then it undermines his whole backstory and his mothers sacrifice.

And if any Sanjikeks try to imply this is based in any way they are huffing copium
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>>5022346
What is it with retroactively nullifying character's hard work to make them "better"?
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>>5022494
Flashy colors and super saiyan modes > actual character development and emotional growth.

Keep in mind this is being marketed to teenagers. Might not be entirely for the little fuckers but they do generate a lion's share of the profits.
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>>5022568
Damn kids. They should all get hit by a drunk yak driving a subaru. That'll learn em.
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>>5022494
lol naruto
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By the way will we get an opportunity to visit a Sky Island in the New World?
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>>5022873
I will be disappointed if we don't, Angel gotta meet her folks afterall.
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>>5022873
Absolutely. A sky island is in the plans
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>>5023302
>hagetaka meets her people
>she finds them wanting
>decides that the sea people are way better than the sky people
There's a lot of ways it can play out, both positively and negatively. I wonder how it'll end.
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>>5023834
*Sweet*

>>5023958
"I expected more of my ancestors and less of a pirate..."
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>>5024880
>>5023958
Well... if you guys recall how the Shandorans behaved pretty much 24/7 you might have an idea how they'd react.
>New person shows up
>Stands on a patch of grass
>That spot is sacred. We kill you now
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>>5024918
Well there's also that she (probably) has the view of a grand civilization, the massive cities they abandoned to their shame and were reduced to just a tiny tribe on one small island while everyone else rebuilt their glorious existence... And instead they're just another tiny tribe fighting a war that was lost a long, long, time ago.
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Just a friendly reminder.
I'll be running today
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>>5026536
Badass
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>>5026536
Oh yeah? Big words, but you think you can back that up, big boy?
That ass, that is.
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The following day things get busy as your project officially begins. Your first order of business is checking up on the slaves and how their draft ended up. Disappointingly many of them don't have your jolly roger drawn on their skin. They give you excuses like "there wasn't enough crayon" and "it washes off too easily". Nonsense! Where there is a will there is a way! Regardless, the vast majority of them do decide to join your efforts. And they are about to be put to use as you spent most of yesterday talking about your plan with Greki and coming up with ways to make it a reality.

As you stand there admiring the big crowd in front of you Neptune starts speaking.
"Hmmmmmmm. It's hard to believe they got so motivated-jamon."

At the same time Crocodile himself shows up with a big smoking cigar in his mouth.
"What's all this then?"

"Hi Croccy. These are the slaves I freed from the holy land. We're gonna build an island together!"

"Build an island?"

"Yeap! It's gonna be made of wood and float on the sea like Water 7!"

"Water 7 does not float on the water. The foundation of that place is at the bottom of the sea and it's slowly sinking..."

"Nuh-uh. Icecream said he's gonna make it float. If he can do that so can I."

"Regardless, do you actually expect this to succeed? You'd quite literally be stranded at sea with no natural resources to exploit. Even building a pirate empire on an uninhabited island would be a challenge. That's why I wanted to take over an already established kingdom, because it's the feasible way."

"Yeah but that was you."
You disregard his criticism of your plan as naturally as you breathe.
"Now then. I just have to figure out how to do this."

Neptune puts a hand on your shoulder.
"It's really quite simple-jamon. You must know what you want and what your people want. The difficult part is finding the solution that satisfies everyone. But once you have it all you need is to take the first step forward. Become the change you want to achieve and the people will follow!"

"Hmph. Arrogant and conceited, the hallmarks of the rotting aristocracy."
Crocodile scoffs.
"This man literally lived his entire life in a bubble and you want to take advice from him? Listen to someone with some common sense child. If you walk in front of everyone all you'll get is sycophants riding your coat tails and rats who'll stab you in the back the first chance they get. I know, I was one. Only a fool works for others, the wise let others do their dirty work for them. Just give them an order. Anyone who steps out of line you make an example of."

Well this was unexpected. Both of them are trying to give you advice and both have merits. This sucks. Now you actually have to think about what to do next!
"Hmmmmm? What do I want to be?"

>A leader
>The Boss
>Other?
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>>5026562
If you want it you're gonna have to take it!
But you already knew that...
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>>5026807
>What do i want to be? The owner.

The island is ours, it belongs to us. But there's no such thing as a leader or a boss here. On this island, you truly are free to do whatever the hell you want, and so is everyone else!
IF YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING, DO IT! IF YOU DON'T LIKE WHAT SOMEONE ELSE IS DOING, KILL THEM FOR IT! DRINK! EAT! GAMBLE AND MAKE MERRY!
WELCOME TO SODOM AND GOMORRAH!
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>>5026807
>The Captain
Always choose pirate.
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>>5026817
Second

Also, damn Crocky my man. You should meet Hook! You and her have very similar views on leadership.

>>5026819
That doesn't mean anything. What does that mean?
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>>5026807
>Big Boss
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>>5026817
I can easily imagine a floating pirate haven that survives off the stolen wealth brought in by it's occupants! A place for pirates to rest easy and spend their loot, where people come and go like the rain.
However, we need something that can ward off the navy. Something even the admirals don't want to fuck with. Otherwise, it's a floating target.

The inhabitants themselves are of course a deterrent, but not enough.
However, if for example one of the ancient weapons happened to live there...
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>>5026807
>>The Boss
But on one condition:This sounds too much like slavery so everyone will always have a chance to opt out and just be excommunicated. Punishments are for those who want to stay but suck.
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>>5026817
Whoa there Mr. Crowley.
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>>5026825
A Pirate chooses, a slave obeys!

>>5026823
>>5026821
So we got two for the Big Mom/Crocodile approach and
>>5026820
>>5026817
two for pirate laissez faire

Now, is there a compromise we could reach here? Poor Neptune tho, but he did have a massive rebellion brewing and a creepy pedo chasing his daughter so I can see why we don't wanna follow his example.
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>>5026817
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dl89X9_-lng
think I've seen that somewhere before
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Rolled 2 (1d2)

I guess we're leaving this up to the dice then since it's 2 for 2. Even though technically the second one would kinda defeat the purpose of asking Neptune for help regarding leadership

1=Boss
2=Pirate

>>5026831
Um... Hello? Based Department?!
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>>5026821
Beat me to it. Supporting this.
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>>5026831
Yep. It's fucking beautiful.
>Everyone is free to do whatever they want. But no-one is free from the consequences of their actions.
>But it's the people who decide what is right and wrong. Not some government or set of divine morals.
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>>5026831
I actually really like that. You're welcome to come in, be a decent person or you'll get publicly lynched.

>>5026822
Going off your use of live I assume you mean Shirahoshi, and I kind of liked that idea at first because she'd get to see the sun and maybe become less of a weenie, but she doesn't have full control over her powers yet and to use her as a deterrent we'd have to make public that she's one of the ancient weapons which would draw way too much heat from the WG

>>5026807
>I'm the Captain! I have my own adventures to go on, I don't have time to babysit them! I'll teach them to not be weenies, but they have to be able to take care of themselves when I'm not there. And anyone who still wants to start trouble gets their ass kicked by me instead!

Not sure if I worded it well enough, but basically a middle ground with a focus on competent and loyal officers to run things in our absence.
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>>5026841
The admirals all have devil fruits, without fail.
The threat of being sunk by sea kings before you ever reach the island is sure to keep them away. Just saying, it would work.
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>>5026807
>A leader
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>>5026834
> Even though technically the second one would kinda defeat the purpose of asking Neptune for help regarding leadership

It's almost like we're a somewhat deranged child who have no idea what the hell we are doing and only a vague notion of what we want accomplished.
It's going to crash and burn, more likely then not. But adversity leads to character growth and so I'm all for it!

>>5026841
I'm happy with a compromise that leaves both sides content.
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>>5026842
>What is a buster call
>What is Aokiji simply freezing the Ocean
>What is a long-range magma or laser barrage
>What are assassins

And not only the navy would want to get their hands on an ancient weapon.
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>>5026846
Out of all that, the only real threat is Borsalino, just because he doesn't actually have to cross the ocean. He can fly.
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>>5026849
Aokiji can actually just walk on it. Hell he can ride a bike on it.
Then again... he's not much of a factor now is he?
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>>5026852
It's hard to freeze ocean water, spooky. Real hard. He can do it, sure, but how many times can he freeze large swaths of the ocean before he exhausts himself?
How far out are these mack-daddy sea kings going to be patrolling? Could he even get close? Wouldn't he be exhausted from freezing the ocean to keep them away, even if he made it?
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>>5026856
Kinda doesn't matter at this point in the timeline anyway since we didnt fuck around and change shit for the execution.
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>>5026856
I think you are forgetting about the tiny detail that Fishyhoshi would probably object to being weaponized and murdering an untold number of marines in our name.
And forcing someone to do something they don't want in the name of freedom sounds a bit... Marine'y don't you think?
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>>5026860

She isn't murdering anyone, she's ordering the sea kings to protect the island.
In doing so, she's protecting everyone there from being killed or worse.
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You chuckle. The answer is of course obvious even though you had yourself doubting it for a moment there.
"Neither works."

"Hmmm? Then what would be your solution if you're so smart?"
Crocodile mocks you.

"It's simple. I'm a pirate. I'm a captain. The place will be mine and I'll run it like my crew. No rules, no laws, no land. Everyone is free to do what they want. If they fight for it. You want something? Take it? You don't like someone? Kill them. But you better be ready for when the captain shows up to clean up!"

Crocodile takes the cigar out of his mouth while giving you an odd look.
"It sounds less like you're trying to build an empire and more like you want to create a perpetual bar fight rolling around on the sea."

"Kek! Yes!"

"But Silver you can not hope to maintain something like that!"
Neptune protests.

"Why not? As long as I'm around nobody can do anything. People will eat, drink, spend their money and be happy. They can step out of line if they want to rustle with Silver. I just have to nail enough people to the front door to make sure the message sticks. Like here! But I still have adventures to go on, islands to see. I guess I'll have to whip those weeners into shape as well to keep things in order for a while. But once I become feared enough nobody will dare to lay a hand on it. My island! My Sodom and Gomorrah! Yes!"

As you clutch your fists blood begins to drip from them you are so excited and as Crocodile sees the childlike glee on your face he does something funny and extinguishes his cigar by pressing it into his sand body. Then he tosses the remainders of the fag on the ground and stomps on it.
"You're even crazier than I thought. But I like the sound of that. A pirate haven would be immensely useful. If you actually manage to pull it off I'll lend you my aid."

"Piss off Croccy! I don't need some leech getting fat on my success! Join or not. I don't care."

He flashes you a murderous glare but he's smiling.
"Kuhahahaha! Alright you cheeky brat! Show me what you're made of! But if you fail I'll be there to laugh. And to finish you off!"

"You won't get a chance Croccy! I'm not like you!"
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>>5026864
That is very much a game of semantics my friend and I believe you are fully aware of as much

>>5026868
Was Crocodile always this enjoyable of a character? Cause I'm really digging the chemistry here.
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>>5026871
He definitely an enjoyable bastard and chewed the scene a lot but after he got his ass kicked and had to chill in Level 6 for a while he got very fun
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>>5026868
>"You won't get a chance Croccy! I'm not like you!"
SHOTS FIRED!
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>>5026872
Can't wait to see him again after so long. Kinda want to go re read the Alabasta arc again.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IKpfyyZL-mk

Smiling you fly on the top of a building and start shouting.
"LISTEN UP! You know why you're here now!"

"Because you told us to?"

"WHO SAID THAT? NO! You're here because of those goons upstairs! They took your homes! They took your lives! And I can't give that back! But I can give you one thing! FREEDOM! And because you're here it means you're ready to GET FREEDOM! I don't know what you guys want from me. Orders, home or life it doesn't matter. Because whatever you want you'll make it with your own two hands! And I'll show you how to do it! Follow me!"

You lead the slaves to the port connecting the outside with the giant bubble protecting Fish-man Island. Greki and your friends are already there with several bubble corals and improved versions of the diving suits you used back when you were looking for the Jade Empire. The people are then shown how they can put on the suits so that they may begin salvaging the wrecked ships just outside the cave which houses the island. The plan is simple. Go out and use the bubble corals to coat the wrecks which you'll then fill with hot air to make it easier to transport. First phase of the plan ends when you manage to gather as much raw material as you can in one place.

Neptune is standing there in awe of this display and looks at you.
"Did you think of all that?"

"What? Me? No. I'm dumb. But Tiny and my friends are smart. They are the ones who came up with all of this."

Murray then comes along, wiping oil off his hands.
"It's scary when Silver puts his mind to something isn't it? Speaking of which, everything is ready captain."

"Cool!"

"We got a few spare diving suits. Looks like Greki made too many. Want to lend a hand to the slaves?"

>Yeah. Of course!
>No. They should do this
>Other?
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>>5026880
>>Yeah. Of course!
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>>5026880
>No. They should do this
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>>5026880
>Yeah. Of course!
It's our floating city too.
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>>5026880
>Yeah. Of course!
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>>5026880
>Yeah. Of course!
It's our home too, damn it! Of course we should help build it!
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>>5026880
>Yeah. Of course!

>Silver, go be the change and inspiration you want to see reflected in others
>No that's dumb, now if you excuse me I'm going to go and do the things I want everyone else to so they see me do it and be inspired!
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>>5026880

>Yeah. Of course!
We ain't a poncy git afraid to get a little dirty from good honest labor.
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Also, wait. Wait wait wait a minute.
>"We got a few spare diving suits. Looks like Greki made too many

>Greki made
Oh please sweet jesus guy up in heaven, and that other guy whose also pretty cool. Please don't tell me that means what I think its about to mean.
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>>5026894
>These are two completely different things because this time it's me who said it!
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>>5026880
>>Yeah. Of course!
>>5026897
>Greki attaches a hose to an oxygen tank
>somehow it makes mustard gas
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>>5026880
>Yeah. Of course!
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>>5026880
>>Yeah. Of course!
We all lift together
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>>5026903
>Greki supervises the craftsmen to avoid making cursed suits
>somehow curses the working day so they have to work at night
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yIELWjG8Tc
Time to get that bread
>writing

And uh.
Roll for results
3d10+3 best of 3, dc 10, crit 25
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Rolled 4, 8, 4 + 3 = 19 (3d10 + 3)

>>5026911
ded
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Rolled 7, 5, 2 + 3 = 17 (3d10 + 3)

>>5026911
Leave 25 to me.
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Rolled 6, 8, 5 + 3 = 22 (3d10 + 3)

>>5026911
28
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>>5026919
>>5026916
>>5026913
So close yet so far
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I was thinking
We have a giant nicknamed 'Tiny'
Wouldn't it be fun to also have a tontatta nicknamed 'Big McLarge-Huge'?
The only problem I run into is what crew position would he occupy.
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>>5026938
We still need a musician
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>>5026938
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n0wqhdZn4v0
Obligatory
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>>5026942
Classic. Peak Gripes.
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You nod and take Jaws up on the offer, donning the diving suit and feeling it being a bit wonky.
"Hmmmm."

"Something wrong?"

"No. Nothing. This is fine."

Crocodile doesn't seem amused by this.
"What are you doing? I thought you understood what I meant. I'm disappointed Cavalier."

"No. You are the one who doesn't get it."
You finally manage to put on the boots and stomp the ground with them. As a huge crack appears you look back at the former warlord.
"I'm showing them how to not die. That's all."

Leaving them behind you go to the entrance where Greki and the slaves are waiting. From the crowd you hear a great many complaints coming from the adults.
"H-Heavy!"

"Something pinched me!"

"GAH! I dropped the helmet on my leg!"

Scoffing you look at Greki.
"Hey Tiny. How much air is in one of these?"

"One hour each. I thought about using tubes but Murray said there are too many things that could bite through them. So I had to do it this way."

"Good. YOU HEARD THE GUY! You got one hour! Put on your suits and don't waste any time!"

"B-But Captain these are way too difficult to move in-"

"That's the point. I didn't say Freedom would come easily. Grit your teeth and bear with it!"

You leave the bubble with the dozens of slaves not counting the children because you didn't make kid sized underwater jumpers even though that sounds rad. Sadly the walk to the ship graveyard outside is not without its difficulties. People constantly trip, step on things they shouldn't, get overwhelmed by the vast blackness and the entire sea weighing on their shoulders, not to mention all the sea monsters around them. Plagued with equipment failure and the terrors of the sea it appears that your little band of workers are about to break. As one of them falls he starts screaming into his helmet.

"This is hopeless! L-Let's go back to the island and-"

"Look!"
Another one points forward.

You keep walking forward without any issues and without looking back. You only stop when you hear that all the others behind you have ceased movement. Feeling frustrated you give them one simple command.
"Keep! Struggling!"
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>>5026868
>"Piss off Croccy! I don't need some leech getting fat on my success! Join or not. I don't care."

>"You won't get a chance Croccy! I'm not like you!"

Absolute uber-chad, I fucking love this quest
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You know we keep making the Sodom and Gomorrah comparison but we only have one city. What if even later we had two cities, one on each side of the calm belt to cross it.

Now THAT would make us an weird economic powerhouse as one of the only ways to safely cross the calm belt. It would be something the gubmint wants gone but the pirates and even seedier merchants would vehemently defend.
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Seeing you get farther and farther out the slaves slowly rise and start to follow. There will be consequences of course, injuries aplenty or perhaps some measure of madness. But those who persist through all that would get stronger. They embrace their own hardship and with what tools they brought begin breaking down the ships that you condemned to the abyss previously. As they are reduced to manageable parts you collect the scraps and encase them in a bubble, which you inflate manually with a straw and good suck. With a few lengths of rope you turn these massive hulls into happy little balloons that even the weeniest of weenies can easily carry into the cave and safely deposit amidst the roots of the Sunlight Tree for future use. With enough raw materials gathered you return to the island, your workers tired and slightly wounded but fine. You are also a bit exhausted since you not only had to blow most of your air into the bubbles and had to operate on low oxygen for an hour but you also had to fend off any sea beasties that got cute. Thankfully you managed to do an almost clean sweep of the floor. Now you can leave the rest to the slaves alone while you move on to bigger things, like constructing your new fort.

As you're recovering from decompression you look at Tiny and ask him for some details.
"So how does it look?"

"Aye. That's good. Good enough to make a good, sturdy foundation. We'll need a massive anchor to chain it to the sea floor but I'll handle that. The rest however will have to be done by the slaves. An anchor's fine but wouldn't wanna risk cursing a floating city."

"Oh yeah. How about the suits?"

"If anyone else could make them I would've gladly let them."

"A'ight."

As you're drinking some bottled water a shadow starts looming over you as a confused giant of a man walks by you and speaks up in a high pitched shriek.
"What is going on here? I was having a nice nap and suddenly there is a commotion outside!"

"Heh. Good morning Moria. Slept well?"

"Why yes, thank you for asking. Also NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS CROCODILE! Now could someone explain to me what am I seeing? A-Are those the marks of the Tenryubito?"

"Hmph. Those would be the slaves this brat here took from Mary Geoise. He's putting them to work and building his own little pirate island. Interesting isn't it?"

"S-So that wasn't just some horrid nightmare?"

"No. Hi."

"Anyway Moria I decided to let you go after Straw Hat after all. I decided to stick around a bit longer instead. This little bastard fascinates me. Kuahahaha! I have a feeling that this is going to be the best thing since the death of that shitty old man Whitebeard!"

"Good! Saves me the trouble of killing you too Crocodile! Straw Hat is mine!"
You look at Moria as he says that.

>Back off. Straw Hat is mine
>Knock yourself out. You won't win anyway
>Other?
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>>5026962
>>Other?
Race ya
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>>5026962
>>Knock yourself out. You won't win anyway
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>>5026962
>>5026965
>>5026967
Both of these?
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>>5026968
no
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>>5026968
I didn't mean to put a question mark.
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>>5026965
I second this.
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>>5026962
>Knock yourself out. You won't win anyway
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>>5026968
These erm. These don't sound mutually exclusive bud

Anyway letting Moria do as he pleases wins
>writing
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These guys really underestimate Goofy. I mean yeah he's kinda stupid but the one this he's not is a weenie. These guys, well if they arent weenies they have weenish tendencies.
They just arent operating on the same "fuck reality, this is my will and the world can get bent" mindset that luffy and Silver live breathe and shit on the regular.
They have things like "concern" and "doubt" and "fear" and all that other bullshit a survival instinct saddles you with.
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>>5026962
>Knock yourself out. You won't win anyway
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Moria seems to notice your intense staring and he takes offense to that.
"Got a problem shorty?"

"No. Go ahead. You won't win anyway. Kek!"

"WHADIDYASAY?"

You get up even though the decompression sickness is hitting you a little hard right now and stare him down.
"You won't win!"

Pushing against him you see his clothes flutter as the wind generated by you makes him take a step back.
"C-Conquerors Haki? THIS KID?"
As the wind dies down Moria is shown to be sweating.
"S-Shit! I-I'll show you!"
He turns away and dramatically flicks his comically small cape whilst muttering to himself.
"I need to find the others. Perona, Absalom, Hogback. I know you're out there. That damn bear! I'll reunite with you and everything will be back to normal. We'll show. We'll show them all!"

As he storms away you look at Crocodile for answers.
"What's his beef?"

"Jealousy. Rage. Like many others he was a promising rookie who entered the New World filled with hopes and dreams. The New World then chewed up and spat him out. He lost everything, his crew, his ship. Everything he knew, his whole world was destroyed before his very eyes. It drove him mad. Filled with dread he became a government dog and sought the safety of Paradise, biding his time to build up his strength to try again later. But I suspect in reality he was building his power to protect himself, to hide. Then that Straw Hat came and reminded him of the taste of defeat. Some people can't handle that."

You adjust your hat as you look away from him.
"How did you?"

"The only thing you have in Impel Down is time. Time to think."

"Hmmm."
You clear your throat and shout.
"LISTEN UP PEOPLE! GOOD JOB! You did well today! Go and rest! Tomorrow we keep going and start building!"

"You're leading these people to their doom you know."

You don't bother to give him an answer and simply retreat with the others to rest up so you can start the next days hard work refreshed and ready. First thing in the morning you prepared Daunty for departure and took on as many slaves as you could, the rest would use deep sea fishes you borrowed from the Ryugu Kingdom and together you make for the surface. As you leave through the other hole in the cave you officially enter the New World on your own and catch the underwater current that'd take you directly to the surface. Along the way however you spot something interesting.

As you pass through the limit of where natural light can reach the deep sea monsters around you disappear and get replaced by more regular fishes. Among them is one particular kind that catches your eye because you've seen it before.
"LOOK! WHALES!"

"They look just like that giant at the start of the Grand Line!"

Hearing this Ann steps up with a childlike wonder in her eyes.
"Oh my! I only ever read about them! Island Whales! Did you know they are natives to the West Blue? Such beautiful creatures!"
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You and Will run up to the bubble and press your faces against it.
"WOOOOW! Do you guys hear that?"

The others pay close attention and hear the hum of the whales.
"They are... singing?"

"KEKEKEKEKE! Let's follow them! After me everyone! Yohohohooooo-Yohohohooooo!"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hksp4hewTLw

One by one everyone joins your choir, even the slaves and eventually the whales too. You ride along them up to the surface and once you pierce the surface of the water the song of the whales becomes ear piercing. There is a violent storm going on up here but it's still the song that shakes you to your core. The bubble protecting your ship pops and you can FEEL it. The cold, salty wind pushes against you as if it's trying to thrust you into the deep, the raging water trying to topple your ship, the bolts of lightning striking the water mere meters away from you and the chunks of ice the size of small mountains falling from the sky. This place wants you dead. The very road itself is more dangerous than any of the foes you encountered before.

"KEEEEEKEKEKE!"

"Ah. It's so nice seeing him happy~"

Ann muses as Gu looks up at the sky, the great wind blows his scarf clean off.
"Do you guys remember what it was like before?"

"Before? Before what you cryptic asshole?"

"Before. When you still felt fear."

"Oh? AHAHAHAHA! That's what you're hung up on Gu? We are the FREAKIN' Silver Pirates! Whatever the world has in store, we are worse!"

"DAMN STRAIGHT!"
You turn back to them with the most earnest grin you can manage.
"Now let's get to work! This is our new home now! So let's make it look like it!"

Using the wood and iron you brought you have the slaves assemble a great "raft" which will serve as the foundation of the future city while you and the boys use your abilities to literally fight the elements so these people can carve out and domesticate a piece of the land. In the end you don't manage much more than the base of the structure and a dome shaped hall, which is just the entire hull of a ship turned upside down. You decided to take a rest in there for today because coating the Dauntless would be impossible now. As everyone is circled in the dark you look at the ceiling and reach up with your boney hand as if to grasp it. A name starts to form itself in your head. One befitting of this place. Not what it is now but what it will be.

>Nassau
>Outer Heaven
>Other?
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This is where I'm going to end things for today and allow you guys to make your choice for... quite a while.
I'll be running next time someday during the weekend. Either Friday or Saturday.
Take care of yourselves until then. Good night!
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>>5027048
>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Nassau

While I really Outer Heaven I'm Dutch and national pride means I have to vote Nassau
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>>5027053
Good night Spooks, and thank you for running!
Seriously good job with Crocodile, I really do hope we'l see more of him (and I suspect we will if he can take advantage of our little island-to-be)

>Guys, I really should be afraid now... I wonder when that went away. Huh.
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>>5027048
>Tortuga
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>>5027048
>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>Other?
Somorrah or Grodom.
Whatever people fancy.
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>>5027048
>>Outer Heaven
A giant middle finger to the world and the CDs especially.
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>>Other
The inholy land,
To match our sweet unjustice coat
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>>5027048
>>Outer Heaven
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>>5027053
>>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>>Nassau
Only because Metal Gear references in quests are overdone
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>>Outer Heaven
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>>5027048
>Nassau
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>>5027048
>Outer Heaven
I like them both but I think this one kind of goes better with the Dauntless
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>>5027048
>>Outer Heaven
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Wowzers. So many votes!
Anyway I had night classes today so I had to actually tally these so I don't make a mistake
And according to that it appears that Outer Heaven won 11 to 8 against Nasau.
I'm a little bummed but it is a DAMN good name

Anyway I'll post... something now. Or try to. This won't be me running. Just getting some junk out for you to read so it doesn't consume the time of the actual quest. Speaking of which I don't think Friday will do. Saturday seems more likely
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>>5027974
>Anyway I'll post... something now.
Omake time?
I think its omake time.
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"Outer Heaven!"
It's a fine name, a strong name. It will not mean much for now but you've learned how ones name can take on meaning, respect and fear. People will flock to this place in awe and fear. Maybe not today or tomorrow. But one day. However now it's time for the sleepy sleep.

Come next morning the storm has shown no signs of abating. It is intent on attacking you, on breaking those who are not worthy of being here. But you'll show it. Defiant of natures wrath and wim you continue working on the place in the storm until you run out of wood to use. Once you do you get the ship coated and go back down to the island. Days turn into weeks which turn into months as you swing back and forth between Fish-man Island and Outer Heaven. In one you fight against would be trouble-makers, scrap their ships and help toughen up the royal army. The other you continue to funnel resources to and keep expanding it. First you made the great hall more habitable and afterwards moved on to making new buildings whilst fighting the elements. Sadly along the way you realized that without sufficient protection none of those tiny houses would survive for long so you went on to forming a great mound of a shell to keep the harsh weather out. Like the tip of an iceberg or the fang of a great sea beast it jouted out of the waters.

With the great framework complete it felt fitting to let the fish-folk children know what is going on. They eventually do come and check it out but it does not hold their attention for too long. It is more like a monumet, something interesting to look at but not substantial enough to occupy their minds. For now. This is but the shell of the egg, the wrapper around a gift. What matters is what you put into it. And the first thing is obviously housing, a hearth and home. Once people have somewhere to rest it's a matter of sustainability. The perpetual storms offer enough fresh water if you bother collecting it but food is another matter. You need more than fish to survive. But that is a problem which pretty much solved itself. As you started letting good boys through Fish-man Island and as ambitious rookies get pushed back by the New World they inevitably bump into your little fort. It is a simple deal. They offer you money for temporary safety. And as knowledge of Outer Heaven spreads by word of mouth more people come in. Trade flourishes.

With more money and more people there are more demands. Demand for food, for drink, for entertainment. And there are plenty of people who are willing to provide. Bars, hotels and marketplaces pop up everywhere, some operated by the slaves, some by those who succumb to the allure of the place and chose safety over adventure. As you start appearing on the map you also make a call that's long overdue. Big News Morgans said if you ever want to build an empire you should give him a call. Now it's time to see what good his word is.
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Outer Heaven turns from a vague rumor into one of the most infamous trade ports in the world. The proverb "If it exists, you can find it in Outer Heaven" starts to fly around the world and making the fantasies of the masses run wild. Technically it is true. You can find almost everything in here no matter how illegal. Even slaves. Unfortunately what people don't realize is that the one rule of the place applies to even them. So every time someone is stupid enough to try and sell people on the market they get inevitably torn apart by their own "products".

Sadly such fame has its downsides as well and the floating pirate haven can not remain hidden from the World Governments eyes. They see it as a challenge to their power and authority, especially since it's a stones toss away from not just the Holy Land but the brand new Marine HQ that was built in the New World this time. A great many battle barges are sent to clean up the place but their crews always return to Headquarters on rafts with oars, battered and bruised. They make reports of monsters assaulting them both from the water and the skies, giant shadowy monsters looming over them and an ever intensifying bombardment of cannonballs as their weapons get scavenged and integrated into the city to continuously increase its firepower. But most disturbing of all they say that after the pirates sent them on their merry way they cordially invited them to come back and enjoy the place as guests.

Six months after the attack of Mary Geoise Outer Heaven shines like a beacon in the gloomy storm. The belly of the beast is filled with revelry and merriment of simply incomprehensible proportions. One guest who had way too much to drink grabs one of the barmaids by the waist and pulls her closer.
"Hey sweetheart! How about you brings us another drink?"

The old barmaid is clearly annoyed. Her disdain is obvious even through her slightly saggy skin and the bags under her eyes. She takes her cigarette out of her mouth before harshly responding to her customer.
"Sure. The second you pay your tab creep. And you better let go of my shitbox while I'm telling you nicely."

"Come oooon you sexy little hag! Listen. Listen! Me and the boys. We are a pretty hardcore crew. We got a bounty of 300.000.000 together. If you bring us more mead we'll show you the night of your life! Well? Which is better? A few bellies or becoming the wife of the future Pirate King?"

"You paying your tab shitforbrains."

The patron gets angry.
"I WASN'T ASKING-"

The maid whistles.
"Hey honey! We got a smartass here!"

A rather large fellow walks up to the pirate and touches his shoulder to which the guest takes great offense.
"You think your gorilla is gonna stop me?"
He gets up and after swiftly turning around punches the strongman in the chest. His hand makes a sound similar to what a bunch of crackers make when a fat man sits on them.
"Ooooooooooooooooooow-"
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But he doesn't have too long to suffer as a hand reaches in his mouth, unhinges his jaw and the other one drives a sword down his throat. He expires immediately and falls to the ground with blood squirting out his mouth.
"Did he hurt you?"
The man asks.

"Oh no sweetie! I'm a tougher girl than that!"
The harsh and gravely voice of the maid smoothes out as she rubs against her protector.
"Sigh. If I was ten or twenty years younger I'd show you how grateful I am for the help though. But I don't think my hips could take it."

"Nonsense. We both know I'm the one not worthy of your attention."

"Mmmmmm. Keep saying pretty things like that and that might change!"
She turns away from him as he starts dragging the bloody cadaver on the ground.
"Sigh. I'm going to envy whatever little slut wraps him around her fingers... Alright shrimpdicks! ANYONE ELSE FEELS LIKE NOT PAYING?!"
Everyone from the nearby tables gets up and stretch out hands full of crumpled up notes, a few of which she tucks between her breasts with a grin. Those who are observant could see the jolly roger tattooed on one of them flash.

There aren't many rules in Outer Heaven. Technically there is one. Freedom above all else. Yet everyone is at their best behavior. There are frequent fights, duels to the death and such but it's all very orderly. Because there is another unspoken rule that makes everyone behave. You are free to do anything, that is true. But there are consequences. In other words. "Fuck around, find out". There are naturally always idiots who take their chances. They, like this last bastard get displayed in broad daylight after everything usable gets harvested from them.

"Welcome to Outer Heaven!
Do you seek fun? Drinks? Food? Women? Drugs? Organs? We got you covered!
Step out of line, we're killing ya! Enjoy your stay!"
Says the sign above the stylized depiction of a stitched up little girl holding a crab, the mascot of the place.
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>>5027983
>Says the sign above the stylized depiction of a stitched up little girl holding a crab, the mascot of the place.
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>>5027983
>Says the sign above the stylized depiction of a stitched up little girl holding a crab, the mascot of the place.
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>>5027983
Daw
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>>5027983
And then Silver wakes up without legs.
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>>5027983
>"Welcome to Outer Heaven!
>Do you seek fun? Drinks? Food? Women? Drugs? Organs? We got you covered!
>Step out of line, we're killing ya! Enjoy your stay!"
>Says the sign above the stylized depiction of a stitched up little girl holding a crab, the mascot of the place.

It's more beautiful than I could have possibly imagined.
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