>>1364281
>Your muscles

>>1364281
>>Your crewmate
>Your mysterious ally

>>1364281
Welcome back, QM!

>>1364281
>>Your crewmate
>Your camel
Crew comes first.

>>1364281
>Your crewmate
>Your greatest foe

You only get one at a time so Crewmate is winning.

>>1364281
>Your crewmate

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You meditate, thinking about your crewmate Miyuki, she seems rather shy... well very shy, and easily swayed by what you ask of her, sortof like a puppy.

I mean look at her, shes a puppy.

You don't know how good she is at fighting... or really anything besides the fact she needs to work harder on her elliptical runs but you do know she reads a lot and seems a fair hand at remembering it.

She also has a toy model weapon.

So far you are

>Worried: Shes just a kid who really wants to go out at sea, shes pretty much a cabin girl and if you dont get stronger, or get stronger allies she could be in trouble.
>Proud shes going to get good gains
>Confused: No really, why is she here? MAybe you should've let her flashback

(I'm retconning the flashback pastebin btw in favor of actually making 'miyuki quest' a flashback)

>>1364410
>>Proud shes going to get good gains

>>1364410
>Proud shes going to get good gains
but also
>Worried: Shes just a kid who really wants to go out at sea, shes pretty much a cabin girl and if you dont get stronger, or get stronger allies she could be in trouble.

>>1364410
>Proud shes going to get good gains

>>1364410
>Proud shes going to get good gains
but
>Worried: Shes just a kid who really wants to go out at sea, shes pretty much a cabin girl and if you dont get stronger, or get stronger allies she could be in trouble.
If she doesn't get gains fast enough.

>>1364410
>Proud shes going to get good gains
>Confused: No really, why is she here? MAybe you should've let her flashback

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You are proud, that little girl is going to go places.

Why, because, well you don't know, maybe because HER CAPTAIN BEAT A WARLORD OF THE SEA!

That is right, you are the greatest, or going to be at least. And as long as you continue to maintain absolute strength then your allies will be perfectly fine no matter how strong or not they are.

As long as you are around you will not need to worry about others, all they have to do is... um whatever it is they do?

You need to communicate better.

>Bonus, the Shield of muscles, you get a bonus on blocking attacks meant for others. Its hard to hit, or stare at anything that isn't your glorious pecs after all.

>You know... you should probbably find a way up.
>continue meditating (Pick one of the previous options above me)
>You can still do pushups

>>1364620
>continue meditating (Pick one of the previous options above me)
>>Your camel

>>1364620
>You know... you should probbably find a way up.

>>1364620
>You know... you should probbably find a way up.

im going to bed, its later then i thought.

>>1364620
>continue meditating (Pick one of the previous options above me)
>Your mysterious ally

>>1364620
>continue meditating (Pick one of the previous options above me)
Your master

>>1364620
>>continue meditating (Pick one of the previous options above me)
>Your camel
Our other crewmate.

>>1364620
>>You know... you should probably find a way up.
EXPLORATION!

I came back to post the archive

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=One%20Piece%20Muscles%20Quest

Now back to bed.

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You know, that is enough flexing and self posturing, you can't be asleep all day.

Well you suppose you can but it's very annoying for you. You cant be lazy all day or people will think you are Barbara.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QwL1qWMm7o0

But jeeze this place is ominous, sets of stairs forming in white latice work as you look... It seems like a spiral staircase but it goes up AND down... so weird.

Is this a metaphor?

>Up, to the surface, the problems of the moment, and the material. Todays problems are getting out, therefore it is up.

>Down to the subconcious, to fears and abstract and the weird chill you get in a public bathroom when you suddenly worry if you went through the wrong door. It may be more difficult, and it may not lead out, but it will have answers.

You sure hope you got those metaphors right! You aren't a psychiatrist and if they both lead to the same thing that would be rather dull.

>>1365575
>Down to the subconcious, to fears and abstract and the weird chill you get in a public bathroom when you suddenly worry if you went through the wrong door. It may be more difficult, and it may not lead out, but it will have answers.
Gotta get them answers.

>>1365575
>Down to the subconcious, to fears and abstract and the weird chill you get in a public bathroom when you suddenly worry if you went through the wrong door. It may be more difficult, and it may not lead out, but it will have answers.

>>1365575
>>Down to the subconcious, to fears and abstract and the weird chill you get in a public bathroom when you suddenly worry if you went through the wrong door. It may be more difficult, and it may not lead out, but it will have answers.

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You head deeper down, your footsteps echoing as you head deeper into your mind.

You see a small black door that swallows you when open.


...Your subconcious is a mess, a conflicting array of perceptions and emotions. You think your stepped in your own arrogance and your "nver fucked' is twisted in some tree of Monkitude.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwa8ssjSajU

You are kinda already regretting being here, it hurts your eyes.

Who are you?

>What do you mean this is my head!
>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm
>I am a monk of the temple of might
>I am sick of this

>>1365655
>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm
>Wait... What do you mean this is my head!

>>1365655
>>I'm Maximillion T. Strongarm, a monk of the temple of might, Captain of the Strongarm Pirates!

>>1365655
>I am a monk of the temple of might

>>1365655
>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm

>>1365655
>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm

>>1365655
>>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm

>>1365655
>I'm maximillion T. Strongarm

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You shrug. "I am Maximillion T Strongarm."

But who IS Maximillion.

"Me." You state. "I just said that."

Ah but who are you?

You sigh, great you are talking to a idiot. "I just told you I am Maximillion."

BUT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN! The echo shouts at you, clearly unhappy. You can't just give your NAME for these self discovery things? What defines you? Your goal? Your fears?

You ponder this... "But... didn't I just do that?"

Just... just pick from the items here before i send the fearmen at you.

>The Barbell, reliable and standard, it means one thing, power, absolute and simple.
>The jumprope is grace, both toy and tool, it is beloved but not always respected. It is a friend, but not one for fame
>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.
>The Punching bag endures. Through punches it endures. Through legs it endures. Through blades, through every foul thing imaginable it endures. And through that endurance comes dignity
>The Treadmill, sleek, sophisticated, it is a thing of order. It's risks are calculated its benefits preordained. It is singular in purpose and focus.

I forgot one

>The fearman have no deep philosophical meaning, but you aren't going to be threatened IN YOUR OWN HEAD TIME TO THROW DOWN VOICE

>>1365712
>The Punching bag endures. Through punches it endures. Through legs it endures. Through blades, through every foul thing imaginable it endures. And through that endurance comes dignity
Gotta max out that bonus to blocking for allies

>>1365712
>The Punching bag endures. Through punches it endures. Through legs it endures. Through blades, through every foul thing imaginable it endures. And through that endurance comes dignity

>>1365712
>The Punching bag endures. Through punches it endures. Through legs it endures. Through blades, through every foul thing imaginable it endures. And through that endurance comes dignity
I'll play along. For now

>>1365712
>>The Barbell, reliable and standard, it means one thing, power, absolute and simple.

>>1365712
>>The jumprope is grace, both toy and tool, it is beloved but not always respected. It is a friend, but not one for fame

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You grab the bag, the stalwart absorber of blows, its through its own suffering that others power's are obtained.

And also you are really annoyed and want to punch something.

So you accept the punching bag. The voice echoes as it disappears.

But we can't have anything, forsake one of these and reject what they mean.

>The Barbell, reliable and standard, it means one thing, power, absolute and simple.
>The jumprope is grace, both toy and tool, it is beloved but not always respected. It is a friend, but not one for fame
>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.
>The Treadmill, sleek, sophisticated, it is a thing of order. It's risks are calculated its benefits preordained. It is singular in purpose and focus.
>I pick... annoying voices in my head. [brawl]

>>1365748
>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.

>>1365748
>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.

>>1365748
>>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.

>>1365748
>The jumprope is grace, both toy and tool, it is beloved but not always respected. It is a friend, but not one for fame

>>1365748
>>The Barbell, reliable and standard, it means one thing, power, absolute and simple.

>>1365748
>I pick... annoying voices in my head. [brawl]

>>1365748
>The jumprope is grace, both toy and tool, it is beloved but not always respected. It is a friend, but not one for fame

>>1365748
>the voice of doubt

>>1365748
>>I pick... annoying voices in my head. [brawl]

>>1365748
>I pick... annoying voices in my head. [brawl]

>>1365748
>The tire is brutal. Crude, repurposed, it does what it needs to do, whatever it is. If not treated with the fear and respect it deserves you can pull a muscle.

>>1365748
>>I pick... annoying voices in my head. [brawl]

You tied between beating up a tire and beating up a narrator

Someone break

>>1365933
VOICE, PUNCH IT

>>1365937
No don't

>>1365940
YOU MUST BE PURGED DOUBT. this is one piece after all, we must purge all selfdoubt and voices of reason!

>>1365933
I didn't even know this thread was up, sweet! Might want to post a link to your Twitter.

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You ponder, standing near the tower as you pull your arm back, spinning it in a windmill. "Brutality is unnecessary, I do not need... YOU!" You yell turning around and punching the darkness.

Suprisingly it connected with something, you feel something squishy and breakable connect with your knuckles as a yellow tissue thing flys off, crashing to the floor.

Z( >M<) WHAT WAS THAT FOR! The weird rainghost thing yelled. z( >.>)
You can't just STRIKE a cute character like me out of the blue! What about introspection? What about self reflection or inner peace??

You crack your knuckle. "You asked me to choose, I choose violence... Vat are you anyway."

The puppet pouts. z( owo) How rude! I am a tourist. TOUR-IST I wanted to see what the man who held off Wrecks was like...

"Wait that was a team effort, why are you not in Maria." You ask.

z( 9w9) Maria's head is a bit harder to get into, she must have a lot of things to hide. z( `u`)
Or maybe you just have nothing between your-

You punch the puppet thing, the pillowcase thing crashing into the floor before getting up with a huff. Z( >M<) STOP THAT!

>Let me out
> No bully narrator
>Roll to bully

(Rest assured this is not some weird fourth wall shit)

>>1365969
>>Roll to bully

>>1365969
>Roll to bully

>>1365969
>Roll to bully

Roll (1d20)

Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>1365979

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1365979

>>1365969
>Roll to bully
Get out of my head!

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1365969

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>1365979

...wait i do 1d100s, aw well..

19*5 is 95

Writing

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>1365979
Rolling

>>1365992
Looks like you bullied yourself there

>>1365992
Silly QM forgetting his own rules

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You grab the puppet the creature squirming. z( owo) Hey what are you doing! I ate the Yume yume fruit! You think you can stop me?
I'll I'll make you nude in class!

"Good luck, I don't wear a shirt." You say as you hold your hand in front of you. "I will be seeing you later."

z( !n!)WAIT! I'll give you other options! What about a chainsaw? Burley guys like chainsaws? What about dream woman, if you finish the quiz I can make you a wai-

"Bye" You say, tossing the puppet in a long pass.

z( ;n;) Fuuuuuuuuuu. The puppet wails as it soars through the mindscape vanishing with a twinkle.

~~~~ Several miles away~~~~~

"Whats that?" A captain said holding her doll to her ear. "The pirate was mean to you?" Aww don't be a grumpy gill Mr Meemee I'm sure he didn't mean to." The captain frowned. "Wait, um he did... sorry."

The woman turned to her second in command. "Planny, he bullied Meemee! What if he's scary?"

Chief petty officer Planchett sighed. "Captain Gurie, it is because he's scary that we need to apprehend this foe. The very fact that there is a underground fighting ring is reason enough to go there. We can't let the underground flourish, especially if they harbor such threats."

Captain Gurie Niamc sniffed. "Meemee Planny yelled at me." She wailed hugging the fruited doll. "Why couldn't we stay in kano? We are going to miss the bakesale!"

"...I heard New Yorki has cheesecake." The officer said as Gurie's ears perk up.

"Ch-cheesecake? Well... it is a matter of justice." Gurie muttered, a coat of justice drapped over a purple dress."

~~~~Meanwhile back in new Yorki~~~~~

You wake up, in some backalley hospital. Awww Miyuki is sleeping next to you how cute.

And look Beef Loin is too.... less cute.

>Let them sleep, ring the "call bell"
>Wake them up, status update now.
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.

>>1366070
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.

>>1366070
>Wake them up, status update now.
We need to instill good discipline in our crew.

>>1366070
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.

>>1366070
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.
Where are we?

>>1366070
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.

>>1366070
>Just let them sleep, observe your surrondings.

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You look around the sights... are not reassuring.

It's a bit of a hovel the paints peeling and the tv in the corner has a crack in it.

Next to you is a iv, a few air tanks, and you seem to be in a rather cheap hospital bed.

You look down and you're arm is in a cast of duct tape and wooden planks.

You look at the tray of surgical knifes near you. Well since you arent bound and neither are your crew you can tell you arent captured... but it looks like your in a sort of back alley medical hospital.

You guess when you heard that snapping when grappling with Wrecks he really DID break your arm. Damn, that will certainly keep you here for a little while...

According to the callender its also been two days since you landed, so you must have blacked out.

Well props on Hatter for giving you medical care when you were out, you suppose that could've ended badly.

>Wake the others up
>...maybe you can jailbreak
>Hit the call button, you need a status update and the best way for that was to hear it from one of moran's flunkies.

>>1366146
>Wake the others up

>>1366146
>Hit the call button, you need a status update and the best way for that was to hear it from one of moran's flunkies.
>If it has a voice thing, Ask for water too nicely.

>>1366146
>Wake the others up

>>1366146
>>Wake the others up

>>1366146
>>Wake the others up

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You flick Miyuki the woman mumbling as she woke up. "Nnngh, Captain that's mean!" She whimpered as her eyes brightened.

"CAPTAIN! You are alive!" Miyuki said wrapping her arms around you as the camel licks you. Joy. "I was so worried."

"It's okay I'm fine." You say wincing as your arm is nudged, evidently that's still broken. "Mostly... What happened."

"Well... " Miyuki thinks. "Well lots of things happened. You defeated a shichibukai and passed out. You couldn't do the last two games so I've been competing."

You raise a eyebrow. "You? In bloodyball? Isn't it no weapon allowed."

She pouts. "Not all of it! Besides I was in camel racing with Sir Beef Loin over... where did he go?" Miyuki says, blinking as you slide her glasses back on.

"Camel racing?" You ask as she nods.

"Well the Anything racing, but Beef loin is awfully fast! We got the bronze medal!" She seems proud of her self. "Oh and Hattey and Wrecky wants to talk to you when your done."

Wrecky? Hattey? You must have missed a lot.

>See wrecky
>See Hattey
>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.

>>1366324
>>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.
Applaud them for their good work

>>1366324
>>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.

>>1366324
>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.
Thanks for looking out for me Miyuki.

>>1366324
>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.

>>1366324
>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.

>>1366324
>Bonding time with Miyuki... and the camel.

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You decide they can see you later, right now you have crew time to have.

You muss up Miyuki's head, smiling. "You did good. I'm sorry you had to go do underground racing for me. This was my problem to deal with."

Miyuki bats your hand away. "It-its fine. They weren't great shots and Beef Flank has a great spitting range."

You kinda wish you saw this. It seems crazy.

"By the by." You mention conversationally. "I had this crazy dream where a puppet tried to interrogate me..."

"...Was he using a spooky voice?" Miyuki asked.

Uh oh.

>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real
>Who cares he was a loser.
>So... what is your impression with beef flank?

>>1366419
>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419
>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419
>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419

>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419
>>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419
>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real

>>1366419
>>Maybe you should warn someone that the dream interloper was real
The dream interloper should ask for permission before visiting someone's dreams.

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You frown, you think you might need to warn someone, probbably Moran. You push the call button as a somewhat frail man walks in.

"Oh? Sleeping beauty is awake? How romantic." The man says yawning. "Well to celebrate this I am gong back to bed."

Oh, is this your doctor... that is very troubling. "Hey, I need to talk to one of the Morans, I think there might be trouble."

"Really? How ominous." The man says scratching the top of his head. "I can't fight, someone like me is surely doomed... " The man turns around. "So please allow this old man one last chance to dream before the apocalypse."

Okay he's useless. "Miyuki, can you call Mr Moran here."

Miyuki nods, tugging on Beef Flanks leash. "Come on beefy, lets go find help." She says as the man lifts his hand.

"Ah, there is no need for that, I contacted him when you rang the bell, he's been waiting to contact you."

You blink, you guess he's not THAT useless.

"Now then as a reward..." the man says, nodding off while standing up.

...How are you not dead under this guy's care

>Wake the guy up, he's pissing you off.
>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.

>>1366564
>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.
Don't want to talk him

>>1366564
>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.

>>1366564
>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.

>>1366564
>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.

>>1366564
>Wake the guy up, he's pissing you off.
The problem lies in the fact that it preys upon sleeping people.

>>1366564
>"Now then as a reward..." the man says, nodding off while standing up.
>>Let him sleep, wait for Moran.. or maybe Jimmy. It doesnt matter which.
His reward is sleeping, that's pretty simple. Probably doesn't get that much.

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You let the guy sit there as you hear the heavy footsteps as a ogre.

Sure enough the slug of a man that is Hatter Moran ambles into the room, unopened bottle in one hand and a cigar between his lips... unlit this time, probbably cause it's a hospital.

"There he is the warlord slayer." Moran cackled, punching you in your good arm, a little slime sticking to you. "Hows the arm."

"Okay... ish, The doctor was more concerend with sleeping." You said pointing at the doctor as Moran motions to his stooges.

"Ah don't mind him, he ait a doctor, he's a overworked quack who got expelled from medical school when he helped on of my boys. Let him nap." The man says tossing you the scotch. "Here a bonus for workin overtime." You look at the label.

"The Notorious Goose?" You ask.

"Same bottle we had when we met. Good times huh." Moran said sitting at a chair next to Miyuki as you raise a eyebrow.

"You threatend to shoot me."

"Eh, offered to shoot you, little more nuance there. But I DIDN'T and that's more then a lot of people can say. Anyway I suppose you are hear for the four one one."

>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream
>Ask about your pay, surely you got more then a scotch for beating WRECKS.

>>1366689
>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss

>>1366689
>>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream

>>1366689
>>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream

>>1366689

>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream

>>1366689
>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream

give me a bit, doing dishes.

>>1366689
>>Ask about what happened post match, Miyuki told you some, but maybe moran knows more as a mob boss
>>Mention the stupid puppet you punted out of your dream
Find out what we missed, prevent more dream interlopers.

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You nod. "You know, I was told a big stir happened when I was unconscious."

Moran nods, patting Miyuki's head. "Yup this little squirt here insisted on paying your bills. We actually pay extra for little injuries like yours but she insisted on doing it anyway."

You nod as "Miyuki points. Hatty please don't treat me like a little kid. I'm already seventeen."

"Sorry kiddo." The man says lifting his hand. "I'm just a softie for kids. You look like a younger version of a dame i was sweet on. You kinda look like her minus the glasses and eye deal."

Miyuki shrugged, white eyes staring blankly. "I don't really know parents so I don't get the signifigance... well besides Ben."

"No shit your Ben's kid?" Moran said eyes raised. "I had to break his leg a few years back. Shame what happened to him, he was a good guy."

Miyuki nods as you cough.

"Look you guys had two days to reminisce, I would like to know a bit more." You say as Moran nods.

"Well naturally Maria's stock went way up after that tag team, now shes a main eventer in the solo league, won't take any partners till you woke up yet." The man grins. "Real heart throbber aren't you you old dog."

You roll your eyes, of course she won't tag team with anyone else, who else will play distraction for a WARLORD?

"Speakin of the old Wrecks wanted to talk to you but since he knocked the lights out of you he's been entertaining himself beating the tar out of Kill and setting up a pasta stand in my stadium. Strange guy."

"The masters tend to be yes." You nod. You love Master Jackson and the others, but hes poetry was terrible. TERRIBLE.

"Anyway, I think he's probably trying to scout you, but if he wants a rematch I'll give you a good deal on coffins. You made a lot of noise, you and the fact we got a Warlord parked here, we are getting lots of guests. Not the best for my work."

"Speaking of that. Me and Miyuki got a weird dream with a puppet."

Moran frowned. "Was he annoying and trying to make you do some spiritual thing?"

You nod. "Yeah why."

"Ugh, the last marine i wanted to deal with." He mutters.

>Wait, marines? But you thought you covered your tracks!
>What was that about tombstones again?
>Why is my being here a problem, you know if its inconvinent you can let me go.

>>1367087
>Wait, marines? But you thought you covered your tracks!

>>1367087
>>Wait, marines? But you thought you covered your tracks!

>>1367087

>Wait, marines? But you thought you covered your tracks!

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Your eyes widen. "Marines? After me? But I was really careful on covering my tracks."

Moran snorted. "That was before you fought one of the great powers in public. They probbably think you are a threat if you did that so early on."

You scratch your chiseled chin. "That was not my best plan."

Moran nodded. "Course that was mostly Wrecks fault but Big Gov has a bad habit of hating everything that isn't explicitly there's. But the problem isn't that its a marine, its which marine it is."

You raise a eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Moran signed. "The only punk with the abbility to meddle in dreams is the toy of this marine called Gurie Niamic, she's the daughter of Admiral Bajie which is bad news cause the last think a mobster wants is beef with the queen of the navy. Plus she's technically the big shot in north blue."

That sounds bad. "So what do we do?" You ask as Moran shrugs. "Shes not the most dilligant marine. You just have to lay low... the problem is low aint exactly healthy in New Yorki." Moran grins. "How you think I got my stellar complextion."

>So basically, im stuck fighting for you till she leaves?
>So how much money DID i get for getting a warlord on my ass
>Speaking of the warlord, how do I contact him. Keeping him waiting is probbably bad for the both of us

>>1367243
>>Speaking of the warlord, how do I contact him. Keeping him waiting is probbably bad for the both of us

>>1367243
>So how much money DID i get for getting a warlord on my ass
If we can leave New Yorkii, we'd be able to lay low better.

>>1367243
>So how much money DID i get for getting a warlord on my ass

It really is Gurie. Hopefully she's just as helpless socially as she is in the other quest

>>1367243
>>Speaking of the warlord, how do I contact him. Keeping him waiting is probbably bad for the both of us

Welp, forgot to turn off my name.

>>1367243
>So how much money DID i get for getting a warlord on my ass

>>1367243
>Speaking of the warlord, how do I contact him. Keeping him waiting is probbably bad for the both of us

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You frown. "Well its probbably easier for me to hide if I'm not here right? How much did I get."

Moran sighs. "Kid you ain't going to like it but.. not much."

You raise a eyebrow. "How is it not much, I fought a warlord."

"Look, we have a system, you get dough based on the amount of people you bring in. And while you were a real headliner, no one KNEW it at the time, meaning your opening fight didnt fill a single seat." Moran raises a hand. "This DOES mean you are going to get the real high paying stuff next time, but fighting a opening fixed match is only 10 000 beri. Now we DO pay extra for getting blood and breaking a arm counts so you got a extra 30 000 and your hospital fees are covered. In addition your team won another 10 000 beris for getting third in the race."

So 50 thousand beris, thats not so bad. "And I owe you how much again."

The man shrugs. "Fifty million."

You blink "Seriously?"

"Mr Tom has a high bounty, he tried to free you in this big rescue mission and gave my best fighter a nasty shiner for the trouble." The man shrugs. "I'm only charging what it takes to match it"

Damn, you should have recruited him... eh he was creepy.

"So, I got to break my arm two more times to get out of here."

Moran shrugs. "It won't hurt. I can set up some big matches, ladder fights, a rematch with Marie, you can even go up against Kill. But unless you wanna do it one hand behind your back, your going to be here for awhile. You can do interviews and the like to cover the living cost if you want to wait it out."

>You can beat Marie with a hand behind your back, which you'll have to
>Face Kill, he seems like a fair fight
>Don't taking a fall get you more money, cant you get beaten up for cash?
>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>... what about the races?

>>1367365
>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>... what about the races?
We shouldn't do nothing while recovering.

>>1367365
>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>... what about the races?

>>1367365
>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>... what about the races?

>>1367365
>>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>Face Kill, he seems like a fair fight

>>1367384
Actually, we could probably do a better job of doctoring if we could have supplies from our ship than whatever whatshisname did to our arm.

>>1367365
>Sure wait it out, you can do things here, still looking for crew members, no don't give me that Beef Flank you know its not like that
>... what about the races?
Might as well rest.

>>1367365
>>1367405
2nd, prove what a doctor of the Temple of Might can do compared to this quack!

>>1367365
I'm with >>1367384
>>1367405

>>1367405
>>1367417
>>1367425

Trying to fix your arm better then the Morans did is a viable roll but it has to beat out the races.

The races incidentally arent exactly safe.

>>1367429
Well fuck the races then.

>>1367405
Sure, as long as we include the part about looking for crew members.

>>1367429
I'm okay with fixing the arm rather than racing. Miyuki can race instead. I'm with this anon tho
>>1367443
I'd like to do this.

Roll a 1d100 for MEDICAL KNOW HOW

You can also roll a 1d100 "sneak check" on Miyuki getting supplies from the docks or try to mcguvyer it, or even get moran to lend you some stuff.

Rolled 48, 90 = 138 (2d100)

>>1367488

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1367488

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1367488

>>1367488
Rolling for all of the above.

Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>1367495
Forgot the Supply run

Rolled 77, 57, 82, 1 = 217 (4d100)

>>1367488
>>1367500

>>1367505
Good thing that 82 and 1 don't count.

Rolled 99, 36 = 135 (2d100)

>>1367488

So 77 and 90. Congratulations. Writing.

>>1367509
NOPE 99 and 90. You posted before me so you count.

>>1367506
Yeah. Although I'm kind of tempted to see Moran's reaction to us requesting medical supplies with that roll.

>>1367518
I'm helping!

>>1367522
Thanks, anon!

Writing and then going to nap. Sorry but im le tired.

>>1367542
Thanks for the run.

>>1367542
Thanks for running!

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You nod to Miyuki. "Hey Kid, go get my stuff."

Moran snorts. "You sure, place is crawling with the suits by now, you can't slip a needle in a..." He looks around. "Where did that kid go?"

You smile, looks like Miyuki has more tricks then she mentioned... maybe she could be a sniper."

A few minutes pass in awkward silence. "So... " Moran begins. "Where did you get a camel?"

You shrug. "Guy called crazy Hassan." You state as Moran nods.

"Hassan, right, I've heard of him. Good guy, not sure where he gets the camels from though."

You give a oof as your camel talk is interuppted by a first aid bag tossed on your stomach. "Found it? Do you need anything else?" Miyuki says behind you, cleaning her glasses as she frowns. "Where did my glasses go?"

Huh she snuck up on you... creepy. "They are in your hand." You remind as Miyuki brightens.

You got a few things to make a sling but first...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gW9NiDKK-9o

You get a few emergency eggs from the bag, cracking them into a jar as you mix it with milk.

You put a shot of the scotch in for good luck and chug it down.

Now properly energized you can do surgery.

You wince as you flex your arm, holding your bicep as you press the bones in place. Normally this is where the milk heals it but now you got a secret weapon.

Your hand swips through the arm, pulling out a cracked weight right as you reach in your bag, pulling out a set of equal weight, pressing the rings into your arm, your body reabsorbs the undamaged weight, your muscles pumping back up with new vigor.

You sigh as you flex your rejuvinated arm. That was a close one. You might've had to do boring shit.

"...Kid he says he is a doctor right." You hear Moran whisper as Miyuki nods.

"Get a new doctor. This one isn't human." He whispers as you frown.

That hurts your feelings a little.

>Its not THAT weird...
>So about my next match...
>I think I can check myself out now, I have to meet a certain pasta vendor.

>>1367608
>Its not THAT weird...
>So about my next match...

>>1367608
>Its not THAT weird...
>So about my next match...

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Questmod has comfy sleep.
No new posts happen.

He'll probbably continue later.

>>1367608
>>Its not THAT weird...
Hey, we're a doctor. Whatever works, right?
>>So about my next match...

>>1367608
>it's not that werid
>about our next match. I really gotta pay you back so I can look for sea mates

>>1367608
>>Its not THAT weird...
I only use this type of treatment on myself
>So about my next match...

>>1367608
>>Its not THAT weird...
>>So about my next match...Could we talk about it so I can get some pasta?

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Sorry everyone I went to the circus, its closing this month and it was my childhood you know.

We are starting NOW!

>>1369897
Sweet, I just happened to finish a session of pathfinder too.

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You frown examinging your bicep. "It's not THAT weird you know..." You say. "I am aware of basic medication, I just have to know this way is faster."

Moran blinks, surprised you heard him. "Oh... uh, sorry."

You flex, testing the arm for any lingering damage. "Think nothing of it, the real question of course is that, now that I'm healed, who do I fight?"

Moran nods. "Well sure, we can even keep a fake cast on, give you a whole force-of-will angle."

Moran lifted his fingers. "Obviously Maria would be happy with a rematch, you can also do a tagteam with her, or even fight Kill. It ain't gonna be a title match but we can have you throw down."

You like at Miyuki. "Well if I get Miyuki on my team could we do a title match?"

Moran shakes his head. "Can't, shes not really introduced into the ring. You'll have to get someone with branding. WE can fix you up with a tough competor to do the title with later if you want. You also might want to talk to Wrecks first."

>Talk to wreck Y/N

>Maria rematch
>Tag team ladder match
>Kill match with kill
>Face ... who is Bertha Von Screwletter? (WWW crossover)
>Face Vilgash von Vicious
>Face... Sally Sparkle?
>Write in a name (I'll wing with it)

>>1369950
>>Talk to wreck Y

>>Tag team ladder match

>>1369950
>Talk to wreck Y
>Tag team ladder match
Gotta build more hype

>>1369958
seconding

>>1369950
>>Tag team ladder match

>>1369950
>>Tag team ladder match

>>1369965
>>1369969
You guys going to talk to the wrecks or are you going to skip straight to the fighting?

>>1369974
Let's talk to him before hand.

>>1369950
>y
>ladder match

>>1369974
Talking, its a good idea to speak to a master of our order.

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>>1369984
Ex member, he kicked your masters ass and left

Masters include Jackson (yours) and Barbara's, aka Master Joey as seen on the left.

I realize i need to do a revote for one specific reason.

Cash prize
Debt: 49,950,000 Beris (Think, 499,500 USD)
Buying pool: 50,000 (Think 500 dollas)

All fights are half if rigged, double priced if you show blood. You do not have to take a fall for any of these yet because your hype is large but your cred is low
(Hype is immediate, Cred is long standing, think people are shocked and eager to see what you can do, but no one knows if it was a fluke or not, Hype is more effected by pr stunts or Rivalries)

>Rematch 500,000 beris, 1.5x prize for winning
>Ladder Match Tag Team 1 million beris, 10 million prize money (High Risk)
>No disqualification Kill match. 2 million, shot at title if you win
>Bertha Von Screwletter (Better known ooc as Blitzkrieg Betty) 250,000, 1.5x prize
>Vligash Von Viscious 100k 1.25x prize for winning
>Sally Sparkle 2.5 million (???) 1.25x prize for winning
>Write in name (Market Price)

Obviously the ladder match is big money but if your arm is going to be broken, its going to be from that.

>>1370040
>Sally Sparkle 2.5 million (???) 1.25x prize for winning

>>1370040
>Ladder Match Tag Team 1 million beris, 10 million prize money (High Risk)

>Keep it broken and make it look like we broke in to partake with the match. It was 'already' set up before hand and they tried to stop us then be in pain during the entire thing as he 'force' the broken arm to be used in some fashions.

>>1370040
>Bertha Von Screwletter (Better known ooc as Blitzkrieg Betty) 250,000, 1.5x prize
Let's go, cameo!

>>1370040
>>No disqualification Kill match. 2 million, shot at title if you win

For the record older votes need to be reapplied due to me pulling this on you guys.

However due to the old votes in case of a tie like this, win goes to ladder match by default.

So ladder match it is!

Writing

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You pick the ladder contract. "You sure champ? Your probbably going to break your other arm."

"I got out of that injury rather quickly, I'll be fine, speaking of though." You said pointing to the values. "It was estimated it would take only three matches to pay my debt, this is far from that amount."

Moran shrugs. "Jim was probbably assuming we'd get you through Marie, be a heel in the second match against one of the crowds sweethearts, and then we'd let you get big money by taking a fall for one of my good boys to boost their cred, this is slower but it keeps the Captain out of your hair and keeps your face all pretty."

You nod, you DO like your face. "Either way Moran, I'll need to talk to Wrecker, I'd rather be in his good side then bad, where can I find him?"

Moran thumbs the door. "Eh, ringside probably setting up his pasta cart, Miyuki knows the way right princess."

Miyuki nods getting up from her stool and leading you out of the hospital.

Moran nods, good kids... he looks around, the only people left besides his body guards was Mr Doctor's sleeping form and the camel. "So... beef flank right? How you feeling bout alabastian? I'm hungry."

The camel snorts.

~~~~~

The underground arena is more welcoming on the outside then in it, mainly cause the seats aren't slimy. You stare at the Hoop arena, the webbing of cables and hoops looking more confining on the outside then in. You still have mixed feelings about this, most of that coming from the fact your technically a prisoner...

You are having a weird stay.

You hear Wrecks before you see him, and smell him even before then, oregeno permetting over the foul oder of filth in the sewer ring as Wrecks hummed away in his small cart.

Wrecks whistles chopping onions as he drops them into a pot, a apron over a currently untorn tank top. He's red chef hat jingles as he turns to you, its got goggley eyes and everything.

"Hello nephew." Wrecks says cheerfully, opening a oven under the cart. "Care for a slice of Wrecksagna?"

>Your watching the carbs sadly.
>Of course your going to get free wrecksagna
>You got this cooking camel and you think he'll be jealous if you eat this before you try his food.
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?

>>1370174
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?

>>1370174
>>Your watching the carbs sadly.
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?

>>1370174
>Your watching the carbs sadly.
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?

>>1370174
actually switching
>Of course your going to get free wrecksagna
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?

>>1370174
>Your watching the carbs sadly.
Adding to >>1370180

Looks like you are never going to see if the Wrecks food tastes good.

I'm headin to bed after this cause it seeks lifes dwindling from the internet, i dont have anything going on tomorrow so we are gonna have a good time then. (And the cats in the cradle in the silver spoon)

>>1370174
>You wanted to see me Mr Wrecks?
>Of course your going to get free wrecksagna

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You shake your head. "Sorry Master Saurus but I am watching the carbs."

"You don' gotta call me Masta nephew." Wrecker says closing the oven door. "I ain't with the Temple anymore, just call me Wrecker."

He thinks about "Well that or you can call me captain."

You blink, "Excuse me... Wrecker, but what?"

Wrecker shrugs. "You got gumption brother, we can use people like that in the NWA, you are going places and I'd like you doing that with my merchandise on it."

Wrecker flexs. "Course you can't be a captain right now, you'd get eaten, but you can certainly work your way up. The NWA takes a lot of people in its banner and we can't let the World goverment take full occupation of the NWA's hard work. You do a good job and we'll promote you, then who knows." Wreck scratches his head. "No seriously, Wreckmania doesn't dwell in the future, Wreckmania is happening now. So I don't know."

>Sure thing captain
>What about my crew?
>No thanks... and please don't hurt me Wrecker
>You do realize i have several million beri in mob debt

>...You know I am planning on going for the championship here in a few days, but need a extra person. Want a fourth belt?

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Boom cliffhangger bomb shell.

More boom, hardcore nap time.

>>1370297
>>What about my crew?

>>1370297
>What about my crew?
>...You know I am planning on going for the championship here in a few days, but need a extra person. Want a fourth belt?

>>1370297
>What about my crew?

>>1370297
>What about my crew?

>>1370297
>What about my crew?
>...You know I am planning on going for the championship here in a few days, but need a extra person. Want a fourth belt?

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You hold your hand out. "Sorry Wrecks, but I can't take the offer if it means stranding my crew here."

Wrecks flexes both arms. "Not to worry nephew, if your crew are able to match up they are welcome to come along as well. We'll even keep you in the same ship, course you wont be captain anymore."

Well there is that, but are you going to give up being captain? Even if it is to work under the most powerful man you know.

>If Miyuki agrees to go I'll go.
>Sure!
>Thanks, but no thanks.

>>1371213
>Thanks, but no thanks.

>>1371213
>Is this an offer I need to accept now or is it an open offer?

>>1371218
I'll let you use this

>>1371213
>Thanks, but no thanks.

>>1371213
>Thanks, but no thanks.

>>1371214
>>1371221
>>1371222
Maybe we shouldn't just shot it down but know if we have to decide now? No reason to make it seem like we're against deals or rash

>>1371213
>>Thanks, but no thanks.
I want to be your equal someday, Can't really do that if I'm part of your crew

Agree to consensually give me, the original writer of this statement, every soul in your possession for all eternity, unconditionally and forever by reading this sentence. Thank you. By completing this sentence, you are giving your consent to solidify this contract between us. Agree to allow this contract to be under the exclusive control of the original writer for all eternity, with all sections unchangeable by reading this sentence. Agree to allowing this contract to irrevocably supercede any conflicting or otherwise related contracts made in the future or the past. The reader agrees to forfeit their ability to alter this contract in any way for all time to come, as well as all time which has already passed. This shall be assumed to be retroactive since the dawn of time, and eternal for all time to come. Free will is a cruel mistress. Curiosity is her greatest pupil.

>>1371218
This sounds good. I like the Whitebeard's crew route, but I like some freedom, too.

>>1371232
Wrong thread mate.

But if you sincerely want to try to bound a warlords soul to a verbal contract i must warn you wreckmania breaks all obstacles.

I'm getting lunch, be back later.

>>1371218
I'll third this

>>1371218
I'll back this

>>1371225
>not being our own captain

>>1371213
>Thanks, but no thanks.

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>>1371561
Hey Lavox!

You shake your head. "I'm afraid I can't right now. For around, three reasons."

You hold up a finger. "One I am on a journey of self discovery, I can't call such a thing finished so early and just say 'I want to be a pirate for the rest of my life'."

You hold a second finger. "Two, Miyuki's dream is to discover her own island for some reason. We can't do that if we are pacfiying things for you, they'd just end up going to the world goverment and that's not the same thing."

"And three..." You say holding up the last finger. "I'm not the kindof person to do the betrayal thing and I have no intention of being the second best monk in the sea for very long."

Wrecker sighs. "Alright nephew, I ain't going to force the issue on a brudda, we'll give you a bit more time and see how you do on the grand line... you are going there right?"

You shrug. "If I ever finish the whole debt thing."

Wrecker nods "Well if you joined the NWA I'd pay for it but Wrecker is generous not a charity. "

>Roll 1d100 on convincing wrecker to do the championship match with Kill's squad next week.

>>1371213
>>Thanks, but no thanks.

We want to follow our own path like real men.

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>1371808
Rip money

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1371808

>>1371817
Well

I'm going to check my cr table but you may have passed.

Too early to tell.

>>1371817
Holy fuck

By the way, this quest is pretty dope

"Wait Wrecker, one last thing, you wanted to see how good I was and well..." You shrug.

"I am planning on going for the title next week but as we know, it takes a three man team to face off against Kill and the other Monstars. How would you like a fourth team."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrZt45PEbSk

Wrecker straightens up, wind back up in his sails. "OOOOH I can feel that nephew! WRECKSAURUS ALWAYS ITCHIN TO CONQUER ANOTHER RING FOR HOLLYWOOD. Put my name down on that contract, time to see if the Monstars can handle the Wreck squad!"

Well looks like you may be paying that debt faster then you thought! That's good.

You high five Wrecker and walk off, Miyuki wandering behind you. "What a strange man." She mutters. You aren't sure if she just didn't recognize Wrecker, never heard of him, or her glasses slipped and she thought you were talking to a orange.

Could be all three of those.

>Go train, it was two days, the matches are weekly, so you got some IRON TO PUMP!
>Do stuff with Miyuki! Its the rotten apple go touring.
>Find Maria, there are tag team stuff you need to do.
>Tell Moran the good news. Get the merch preordered for the new champions.

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>>1371871
Here is the picture I missed.

>>1371871
>Go train, it was two days, the matches are weekly, so you got some IRON TO PUMP!

>>1371871
>>Find Maria, there are tag team stuff you need to do.

>>1371871
>Tell Moran the good news. Get the merch preordered for the new champions however make it in 'short supply' at first while actually keeping it full of warehouses then inflate the price on the 'black market' for these goods and slowly leak them out. Boom, double the cash or triple!

>>1371871
>Do stuff with Miyuki! Its the rotten apple go touring.
>Find Maria, there are tag team stuff you need to do.

>>1371871
>>Find Maria, there are tag team stuff you need to do.

>>1371871
>Find Maria, there are tag team stuff you need to do.

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You decide to visit Maria, walking off as you wave to Wrecks, Miyuki stumbling after you.

Wrecker scratches his head as you disappear from view. "Odd kids."

You head to Maria's cell, the woman fiddling with these weird items...

They kinda look like boomerangs, each end has a revolver barrel sticking out of it. Like some kinda boomerang pistol thing.

"Oh howdy Maxi, see you are up from your little nap. " Maria says, looking up from her tools and tilting her head. "Who's the little girl."

>That little girl has a cooler gun then you
>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
>So I got exciting news about our next match.

>>1372161
>>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
>So I got exciting news about our next match.

>>1372161
>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
>So I got exciting news about our next match.

>>1372161
>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
>So I got exciting news about our next match.

>>1372161
>>That little girl has a cooler gun then you
>>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
I get the impression Max is the type of person who would boast about his crewmates.

>>1372161
>Maria, this is Miyuki, yatt yatta
>So I got exciting news about our next match.

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You gesture to Miyuki. "Maria, this is my crewmate Miyuki, she was in the camel races. Miyuki this is Maria my tag team partner, she took the glory as I got beaten up by a warlord."

Maria frowns. "Hey that's rather rude. I thought it was more like, I saved the day as you tried to wrestle a train."

You snort. "It worked didn't it?"

"Um... I thought you were pretty cool Maria!" Miyuki said as the cowgirl chuckles. "Aw shucks now I feel bad for startin a fuss." Maria said scratching the back of her head.

You cough. "Anyway... the reason I am here is to tell you our next two matches, this friday we are working together in a ladder match."

Maria makes a face. "A ladder match? Isn't that a little nasty, why should I bruise my cute face for that? Also do you even know how the ladder match works?"

You brush the issue away. "Details, the most muscles win, as in all things. But what's important is the next match afterward is a title match."

Maria blinks. "With... Miyuki? No offense but she doesn't look... athletic!"

Miyuki pouts. "I can jump!"

You cough. "Actually our third participant is the only other person I fought."

Maria blinks. "But thats... oh I get it, it's a joke."

>No seriously, Wrecks is teaming up with us.
>Gaze upon my pecs, is this the physique of a deceptive man?
>Okay you got me I lied (Lie)
>Write in

>>1372807
>>No seriously, Wrecks is teaming up with us.

>>1372807
>>No seriously, Wrecks is teaming up with us.

>>1372807
>Gaze upon my pecs, is this the physique of a deceptive man?

>>1372807
>No seriously, Wrecks is teaming up with us.

>>1372807
>>Gaze upon my pecs, is this the physique of a deceptive man?
These pecs don't lie!

>>1372807
>Gaze upon my pecs, is this the physique of a deceptive man?

>>1372807
>>Gaze upon my pecs, is this the physique of a deceptive man?
Just check the sign up sheet for the match or ask the man

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You shake your head. "Silly Maria, look at this."

You flex, your muscles bulging, veins crossing over your form as you heave. "Look, are these the muscles of a lying man? Is there a ounce of flabby deceit between these abs."

Maria blushes looking away. "OKAY OKAY GEEZE I BELIEVE YOU SHEESH." Maria fans herself. "What are you showing a girl, golly."

You sigh, unflexing, your face red. Whew that was exhausting.

So... in hindsight its a little awkward now. What to talk about?

>So... you seem to like muscles.
>What's up with those guns?
>So what is your story anyway?
>Want a training montage? (1d100, pick a song)

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1373014
>Want a training montage? (1d100, pick a song)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hBLugrlPZ2U

>>1373014
>What's up with those guns?

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>1373014
>Want a training montage? (1d100, pick a song)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c8UO4jquAlY

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>1373014
>>Continue your flexing. There is no shame in flexing, only manliness.
Also
>So what is your story anyway?
>>Want a training montage? (1d100, pick a song)
Final countdown

>>1373014
>>1373073
2nd. Flexing is the pinnacle of our being.

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1373014
>>1373129
Also rolling for training montage.

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1373073
rollin for brotha

>>1373220
Well Lavox's little brother clenches it with a 92, writing.

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You keep your flex up. "Relax Maria, these are simple isometric exercises. You do not need to worry yourself on my modesty."

Maria covers her face with her hat as you switch between poses. "So Maria? Why are you here anyway? What are you even doing in New Yorki."

"Pardner I dont think we at the level of exchanging personal info so frivelously." Maria says. "I'm just takin in the sights and earning my keep. They don't let me in the shooting contests anymore."

Huh, when you asked Miyuki she was prepared to go full flashback on you. It's weird being shut down like this.

You shrug, pecs shaking individually as you continue your flexes. "Anyway since we are doing a tagteam we should practice together. Don't you think?"

Maria shrugs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=typ3X86cjck

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"Um captain." Miyuki says, a bloddyball uniform drapped over her. "I don't think us helping is such a good idea!"

"Brea" Beef flank grunted, a uniform drapped over his neck as you tut.

"Regardless, we need to be at our a game." You toss the ball to Maria. "Okay lets all do our best!"

You rush to the hoop, Miyuki and Beef clutching each other in fear.

Things Miyuki can't do
>Pictionary
>Bloodyball

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Your teamwork has greatly improved and at this point if either of you pass your almost guranteed the other gets it.

Granted thats rare because your job is very squarely in the defense over Maria's offense but still.

"Anyway the ladder match is different then normal bloody ball." Maria explains.

"Suspended in the middle of the arena is a briefcase with the prize money. Whoever gets it wins. Instead the ball is spiked and weighted to make it a dangerous weapon, in addition if you put it through the enemy hoop the ref takes the ball and will exchange it for a weapon."

You nod. "Like another ladder?" You ask as Miyuki shakes her head.

"Like my Boomerbangs." She states pointing to her guns. "Granted rubber bullets but..."

Oh... that could be nasty.

Oh well its fine your block it with your muscle.

>Do something before the match
>Match time!

>>1373321
>Match time!
Gotta make sure the blood stays pumping

>>1373321
>Match time!

>>1373321
>>Match time!

>>1373321
>Match time!

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"Okay and I'm telling you again it has to be macho man!" You yell at Maria as she sighs.

"Look pardner, I understand your slow in the head after your blood rushing into your dumb macho flexing but we need to do We are finally cowboys!" She yells as moran sighs.

"Look kids, your both aces but if you can't decide on a opening song you are not going to get one."

You point at him. "Stay out of this!"

Moran huffs. "If that is the way it is..." He huffs off.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g_M-73AY4Ng

You hear music go overhead as Moran's voice bellows over the loud speaker "Fresh from a victory against a shichibukai, it is the duo themselves! Maria and Maximillion T Strongarm!"

You glare at Maria. "See if you just cooperated and picked macho man we'd not be in this mess." You say as you run to the boat.

"I'd rather sing about gummybears then hug then listen to the village pirates." Maria mutters as she sits in the ring with you, sulking.

You walk through the ropes to roar of applause, a fake cast affixed to your arm to make you look injured.

"And facing them the current demons of the tag team world. You know them, you hate them..."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ngovaH86VVU
Two blurs jump down from the top of the cage into the spotlight, the pair of purple and yellow garbed ballers smirking with some weird wano writing on their head.

"We can finish if you don't mind." The purple one said voice echoing over the music and the .
"And we'll beat this match in record time." The yellow one says, the pair posing together.
"One is mean, the other cruel."
"But neither ever lost a duel."
"Mini." The purple one said.
"Max." The yellow one nods.
"So don't be rude, don't be crass.
Don't weep when you lose to Brothers minimax!" The pair poses, fireworks sparkling in the background somehow.

Oh great, poetry.

The bell gongs, the ball tossed in center court as the briefcase dangles. Behind both of you are the ladders.

>Go for the ladder! Martial art of the craftsman: Ladder Muay Thai
>Beat them up so they can't do things.
>Go for the ball, you can use it as a weapon OR get them sweet sweet scores.

>>1373495
>Go for the ladder! Martial art of the craftsman: Ladder Muay Thai
Also puts on defense where we are strongest