>>4487120
>"Bro who?"

>>4487120
>>"Bro who?"

>>4487128
Also is it too late to batify our face a bit?

>>4487120
>Sit like a good boy and accept your fate

>>4487135
You're not proficient enough to do that sort of thing. For now you're stuck at using the hybrid form at will as you haven't even tried going full bat yet

It is natural for a pray animal to try and camouflage itself
But this may not work in your favor
>writing

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She hasn't seen you yet has she? Good that means you have some time. Think! Think! She arrives and turns you around by the shoulder.
"Bro?"

In your panic you pull on your eyes and assume a thick accent.
"Bro? Bro who? Me no know you! Me rocar! You go now. You go!"
BONK.

Predictably she clobbers you over the head hard enough to spawn three apple sized lumps stacked on each other. With your lights knocked out she drags you back to your seat and begins strangling you while shouting your head off.
"JUST WHAT WAS THE BIG IDEA HUH?! I find you on the ass end of the West Blue and this is how you greet me? You ungrateful little sh-"

"Recruit. It'd be nice if you didn't kill a civilian in a bar."

"A-ah yes! Sorry vice-admiral!"
Realizing what she's doing she lets go of your neck and your head falls backward as you gasp what may be your last breath. You owe that granny now big time. But as you hold onto dear life the she-devil straightens you out and stares at you for a good couple of seconds as tears slowly swell under her eyes. She goes in for a big bear hug and begins bawling loudly and crushing your spine now.
"I-I thought you're dead!"

"So. Silver is the boy you never stop talking about. Small world."

"S-Silver? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! You got a name! I'm so happy!"

"Okay that's enough recruit. Have some composure."
Finally she lets go of you and you can collapse peacefully which allows you to recount how you got into this mess. Of course you fail to do so partly due to the brain damage from asphyxia and partly because it was never your fault. Mary Killgrew. Just about the only other kid in your "home" and the bane of your existence. She left to the sea two years ago and you hoped she got far enough that you'd never cross paths with her ever again. Clearly you're not that lucky.

"Now would either of you mind explaining just what kind of history you two have? Because I don't see a family resemblance."

>Recount your life to the nice marine lady (gain information regarding Silver)
>Let Mary do the talking (gain information regarding her)

>>4487172
>>Recount your life to the nice marine lady (gain information regarding Silver)

>>4487172
>>Let Mary do the talking (gain information regarding her)

>>4487172
>>Recount your life to the nice marine lady (gain information regarding Silver)
I want to see what we're working with here.

>>4487172
>Recount your life to the nice marine lady (gain information regarding Silver)

It may not be the best idea to reveal information about yourself to a high ranking marine like that but oh well
>writing

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>>4487193
That was what I was worried about

>>4487193
You may be right, but our adoptive(?) sister woulda spilled the beans on us eventually anyway after meeting her like this. We're just speeding up the inevitable.

I just hope that Marcella and Murray don't saunter into this particular bar while we're there. Telling our past to a high-ranking Marine is one thing, revealing we're a fledgeling pirate is an express ticket to a holding cell.

>>4487204
What are you talking about? Impel Down is wonderful this time of year! The sword grass barely reaches your bones!

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You sigh as you nurse your head wound and look at Mary who's still sniffling. She won't be able to talk like that. Good.
"You know where we lived Granny?"

"Amble Village was it? A small island that was inhabited not too long ago. I'm, I'm sorry about what happened. Ms Crybaby over there didn't talk for three days when she heard about it. Truly a tragedy. What happened there?"

"I'll tell you. I lost my parents when I was very little. Don't even remember them anymore. We sailed on a big boat but it crashed. I washed ashore when I was... 3? Maybe 4. But nobody else did. I don't know how long I lived there with the animals but probably more than a year. Then the people with the ships came. They settled down and found me."

"And they adopted you I presume? You're adoptive siblings?"

"No. They put a collar around my neck and said they own me. I lived in the wood stockpile, in a house I put together from small logs. If I wanted to eat anything other than dirt I had to work. Go to the woods and mines, bring stone, iron and wood back to the village. Then they let me eat from the garbage."
Old lady Tsuru doesn't seem surprised or shocked at all. But from the small frown you can tell she doesn't like what she hears.
"But I was the only other kid there so Mary always wanted to play with me even when the adults said no, because she was also alone. She kept calling me "little brother", the adults called me her "dog". Then she left for the marines two years ago."
You recall that she joined the Marines because her mom and dad were also in the navy but she probably knows that so you skip it.

"And this year it got destroyed under mysterious circumstances. Nobody knows what really happened only that the entire town disappeared with no survivors."
She's expecting you to give her answers. Well she'll get some.

"There was a fire. A big one. I was out of town when it broke out. I was building a boat to run away."

That's about the gist of what happened so you cross your arms and sit back. Mary then put her hand on your back even though she knows you hate that. She takes out several crumpled up paper bellies out of her pocket and shows them to you in her clutched fist.
"When I heard about the island I- I thought you died! L-Look! I almost saved up enough to buy your freedom! I was going to come back but I, I was too slow! I'm so sorry little bro!"

She breaks down again and Tsuru confirms what she just said.
"It's true. She lived on nothing but white rice and water for two years to save up money. Never told anyone why though. Up until now that is."

So that's what she was planning. That makes things a bit more complicated. You never had a problem with her leaving before because it meant she didn't beat you anymore. But knowing she left to purchase you from the village chief. Oh well.

"B-But now you're here! You're alive! You can live a normal life! Once I become an officer I can take in and support you! O-Or you can join the marines and we can be together fore-"

"No thanks. I think the uniform looks silly and it sounds boring."

She seems heartbroken from this and shows weakness you never knew she was capable of showing.
"I see. I guess, I guess I did let you down. As did the marines. Even mom and dad. I wrote to them about you but nobody ever did a thing because it was a small island in the middle of nowhere that wasn't part of the world government. Heh. Some Justice..."

"There's just one thing that's bothering me boy. What caused that fire exactly?"

>A pirate
>It was an act of god
>I don't know
>Other?

Note: You aren't deciding what happened back then but what you'll tell to Tsuru

>>4487222
>Silver was almost a rambunctious and loving onee-san's man-slave
>>4487239
>I don't know
I mean, if we(the player) don't know then does it matter what we say it was?

>>4487239
>I don't know

>>4487241
It might deepen or ease Tsurus suspicion

>>4487239
>I don't know

>>4487239
>I wish I knew. Then again I don't like to think about it.

Seems like the kind of thing a kid like Silver could (and probably should) be touchy about.

>>4487239
>>I don't know

Believe it or not this was the neutral option
So no major change in Tsuru. Good job
>writing

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"I don't know. And I don't like recalling that time."

"Understandable. Forgive me for prying. I didn't mean to bring back bad memories. I apologize."
She then looks at Mary.
"I'll give the two of you ten minutes alone. Make the most of it recruit. Then we have to get back to business."

"Yes ma'am!"
She salutes and watches her CO leave the inn.
"Little- I mean Silver! I'm sorry about leaving you back in the day. But I felt like following mom and dad to fight for justice. For you and everyone else. In fact, mostly you. Every day when my body felt like breaking I had to remind myself of the little boy in Amble Village who never gave up no matter how much weight they put on his shoulder. You were my reason. And will be. You understand? Please nod!"

"I get it. Don't worry. I'm learning now."
She seems to be tearing up again when she hears the word 'learn'.

"Good! That's good. Learn, grow and make yourself a life! I know you can. Unfortunately I can't be with you. I signed up to Granny Tsurus ship to go to the Grand Line. And now I can't back down even though I know you're here. So... take care of yourself for your big sister okay?"
You nod.
"Good! But hey! I'm only leaving tomorrow. So what do you say about spending a little time with me tomorrow?"

"I'll think about it. But I may hang out with my friends instead."

"F-Friends? I'm so, I'm so HAPPY!"
She cracks your back again with a bear hug and goes to granny Tsuru.
"Take care of yourself you hear?"

"Okay."

Good she finally left. Your 'big sister'. The siblings you never asked for nor particularly liked since you always got in trouble because of her. Either she beat you up or the adults did because 'you bothered her'. But she's still the only one from your home that you don't absolutely despise. Well, despised.
Now you're free to leave this place and find your crew. Your best bet would be the ship and as luck would have it they are already there.

"Hey Cap'. Guess what! We're all stocked up! Got ourselves food, medicine and vitamins. Plus this!"
Hook shows you her new bracelet with a strange glass globe on it.

"What's that?"

"A log pose. Murray says it's necessary to navigate the Grand Line. I'm actually getting excited now! Who knew joining a little squirt like you would get me this close to the pirates paradise?"

"Got some bad news. We got marines on the island."

"That's not surprising. They have a training facility here. But we threw them off our trail didn't we? For all they know we already left for the Grand Line right?"

"True. But we need to talk about some stuff. And we need to be careful. You got a bounty don't you?"

"Yeah but it's pretty small. Not many people will recognize me."

"How about we go out and get some dinner? We can talk about everything over a nice meal."
Jaws suggests.

>Good idea.
>No. Let's stay on the ship as much as possible
>Other?

>>4487315
>Good idea.

>>4487315
>>No. Let's stay on the ship as much as possible

>>4487315
>Grab some food and have a picnic in that forest of Sakura trees you heard about earlier
Woo, adventure time with the crew!

>>4487315
>Good idea.

>>4487335
Actually changing my vote to >>4487332

>>4487315

Will change>>4487328 to>>4487332

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>>4487332
Damn it! Fine if it wins I'll allow it. But only because I'm absolutely positive you didn't read my notes
That's 'cuz I don't make notes

>>4487315
Changing >>4487322 to >> 4487332

Well I originally intended this to be a challenge to be undertaken alone
But since you take the boys as well I guess you'll get a little boost
3d10+5 best of 3, dc 20

>writing

>>4487367

Rolled 5, 6, 3 + 5 = 19 (3d10 + 5)

>>4487367

Rolled 7, 8, 2 + 5 = 22 (3d10 + 5)

>>4487367

Rolled 6, 5, 3 + 5 = 19 (3d10 + 5)

>>4487367
try that again

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>>4487377
>>4487379
>Almost identical rolls, only difference is the order of two numbers
Kinda spooked right now ngl

>>4487383
Aaaand saved

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"Good idea. I heard about a good place with some sakura trees where we could have a picnic. Plus the local food is great! We could get some on the way there."

And that's what you do. You grab a variety of food, both stuff that catches your eye as well as dishes you saw served in the pub. You're especially excited about the steamed buns and want to share it with your friends. But actually getting to the trees proves to be quite difficult, an ordeal your crewmates curse you for. You need to climb a perfectly vertical mountain reaching well above the clouds just to get there and you each almost fall to your deaths at least once. The moment your heads poke over the mountain side however all of the animosity disappears.

The sight is nothing short of breathtaking. A forest of pretty pink trees welcomes you on the mountaintop. Such a grand display brings a tear to the eyes of your companions and you can feel all your worries melt away at their sight. The priest said something about a man being cured of a great illness just from looking at these trees. You believe that now. The crisp air, the otherworldly sight and the crystal clear springwater is definitely having an effect on you right now. Sitting down you start eating with your friends and feel bliss. All of your worldly worries melt away and you become aware of your entire body. It's so good it almost makes you want to stay here forever. But you got work to do now. After finishing your meal you tell them about your encounter with the marines as well as your story. They listen to it all intently and wait for you to finish before asking anything.

"Okay. So you got a sister in the marines? Okay that's a problem. And there is a vice-admiral. That's an even bigger problem."

"Doesn't matter Hook. We'll leave soon anyway."

"I just got one question Silver."

"Shoot Jaws."

"Were you the one who started the fire?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I wanted to feel the same warmth Mary did when she left. This was close enough."

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>>4487420
>"Were you the one who started the fire?"

>>4487420
>"I just got one question Silver."
>"Shoot Jaws."
>"Were you the one who started the fire?"
>"Yes."
>"Why?"
>"I wanted to feel the same warmth Mary did when she left. This was close enough."
Man, Silver is a bit messed up when you take a good look at him.

>>4487454
That's One Piece. Everyone is messed up more or less

>>4487420
Can you specify, who's talking sometimes? I know you did in this section, but in others i had to decipher who could be saying that piece of dialogue.

>>4487463
I'll try. Sorry

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>>4487420
>"Were you the one who started the fire?"
>"Yes."

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"Guess you deserved a first and last big 'F you' at the very least."
Hook snickers.

"Is that a problem?"

"As far as I'm concerned slavers, especially child slavers deserve no mercy."
Jaws responds.

"Same. Don't care about a few bastards getting toasted. But I got something now. How many years did you spend there? And what made you finally leave?"

"I don't know Hook, I don't know. Guess over ten. And I'll tell you later. That's another story."

"Fair enough."

You continue with your little feast. Man these cherry blossoms are great. Even such a serious topic barely even makes you and the others budge as you keep sipping away your drinks and eat to your hearts content.
"Hey Silver! Drink drink!"

"Stop trying to give alcohol to the kid Marcella!"

"He's the captain! He should act like it! Besides in many countries you're considered adult if you hit 14! Silver is at least 15. And I wanna drink him under the table alongside you as well!"

"No thanks. Alcohol stinks."

"See? He's a good boy!"
Jaws swallows another one of the steamed buns.
"Man these are good! What's in them anyway? Never tasted anything like it!"

"I think the owner said... fish."
Jaws freezes at Marcellas response and drops the bun in his hand. Marcella sighs at this.
"Look I know it's a bit messed up but you already at some and said they are good? So why don't you stop being a big baby and keep eating?"

But this is not a matter of being picky as Jaws raises his hands to his throat. He seems to be choking while he's also trying to make himself throw up. He falls on his stomach and starts violently convulsing. This is enough to freak you out.
"W-What is going on?"

"I don't know! Maybe it went down the wrong hole or-"
Jaws starts foaming at the mouth.
"Okay this is bad! We need a doctor QUICK!"

"B-But we're on a mountain!"

"Well better think fast Cap! What do we do?"

"W-We need to take him down!"

"Okay but WHERE?!"

>The Marines
>Some local doctor
>Other?

>>4487477
>>The Marines

>>4487477
>Some local doctor

>>4487477
>>Some local doctor

>>4487477
>>Some local doctor

>>4487477
>Some local doctor

Shitshitshitshit. This is bad. If we take him to the marines we either need to lie and get a good roll on it, or we need to out ourselves. The former would be more preferable. Although its still not a good option. Hence why going to a local doctor is arguably the best option (aside from possibly punching Jaws in the gut really hard in an attempt to get the fish out of his system....its stupid yes but it might work)

>>4487477
>Some local doctor

Smart
While you would've received guaranteed medical help from the marines thanks to your "connection" Marcella would've been captured because she has a bounty
>writing

Oh and roll the dice to get off the mountain
3d10 with no bonuses, best of 3, dc: 20

Rolled 4, 1, 6 = 11 (3d10)

>>4487553
Now it'd be a good time to use our fruit powers...

Rolled 1, 2, 8 = 11 (3d10)

>>4487553
>avoided being wrung out by Tsuru
>for now

Rolled 1, 3, 2 = 6 (3d10)

>>4487553
Man, flight would sure be handy right about now. Oh well.

Rolled 1, 7, 1 = 9 (3d10)

>>4487553

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Good Lord

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>>4487561
>>4487562
>>4487564
Well shit, looks like jaws isn't the only one who's gonna need medical aid.

>>4487566
>>4487569
Failure builds character or so they say
But this one will just get you a malus for physical rolls for a while

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>problem solving with silvers

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There's no time to waste. You need a doctor and you need it now! Before you even realize it your body already transformed into that of a freaky half bat, half man creature and you quickly grab Jaws and carry him on your back. You order Hook to follow suit and she does with a little worry.
"Do you even know how to fly?"

"No. But even if I can't learn on the way down I can still cushion the fall!"

Without a moments hesitation you take the plunge with Marcella screaming on your back and Jaws foaming at the mouth. Your bold claim came true as you landed belly first despite all the flapping you did with your big wings. Despite the broken bones and the ringing in your ear you manage to stand up and confirm that no harm came to your friends. Good. With Marcella giving you a hand you start asking around for a doctor in the city. Sadly nobody seems to be able to help as they don't know who could help with a fish-man. But you do get one possible lead. They say there is a demon living in the streets bearing the name Omukade that can cleanse any poison but demands a terrible price in turn. With no time and no better options you seek it out. To your surprise the address they gave you lead to a noodle shop which still had the lights on despite being so late into the night.

After kicking down the door you find a half naked man with a shawl covering his face. He looks at you with the look of death in his eyes and points at a corner.
"That's... where you find the register."

"We're not robbers! My friend is dying and he needs help quick!"

"Phew. That's a relief. But I'm not a doctor. I'm a chef."

"PLEASE! They said you can cure any poisons! He ate some fish and fell ill!"

"Poison hmmm? Put him on the table."
He checks the throat and tongue of Jaws after cleaning it of foam.
"Swelling, frothing at the mouth. This isn't poison. It's food allergy. Hold on."
He goes back to the kitchen and brings out a wooden bowl alongside a tray of very odd looking ingredients. He grinds together offal, dried bugs including several spiders, frog skin, snake fangs and a strange purple liquid until they make a thick, bubbling, blue slurry.
"Feed this to him. Every last drop."

Jaws coughs at first, his body rejecting the foul liquid but you force it down and he goes limp like a dead fish a moment later. You angrily demand what just happened to him and the chef quickly enlightens you.
"He's paralyzed, his muscles are relaxed so he doesn't choke. And the poison he just ate is cleansing his body as we speak. He'll have diarrhea for five days at least but it should cleanse all the fish from his body. He'll live."

"Oh thank the lord."

"Now about my payment-"
A foul wind blows through the store, extinguishing all the candles illuminating the room. A chill runs along your spine as you wait for the demon to name his horrid price.
"That'll be 20.000.000 belly."

You faceplant.

>>4487636
I think... I see our future third crewmate.

"THAT'S the terrible price to be paid? You're not a demon you're just a stingy asshole!"

"Lady I just saved your friend. Better show some gratitude. And I didn't want to do it in the first place. You asked me. So pay up."

"B-But we don't have that kind of money."
You meekly respond.

"So? Go and get it. Take a loan for all I care. But pay up or there will be trouble."

"What kind of trouble?"

He gives you another death glare.
"I'll call the guards. And they don't like being bothered this late."

"Sorry. But isn't there some other way to pay you?"

"Hmmmmm. Actually boy there is one thing you can do... Strip."

"Okay."

"HELL NO!"
Marcella screams.
"What are you thinking you god damn weirdo! How about I just bash you over the head and be done with this?"

"I wouldn't recommend that. Somebody... might get hurt! Me."
He then walks over to you and examines your heavily injured body.
"Impressive. Such heavy injuries and you're still standing. Maybe, maybe you could actually do it. Okay! I have another offer. If you don't want to pay in money then you could do something for me. There lives a basilisk near the town. A strong beast not even the guards can handle. It has a very potent poison that I want. If you let it bite you, survive and come back to me I can extract it from you. That'd be a fine compensation."

Marcella looks at you.
"Well that sounds more reasonable. But you'd have to do that alone. No way I'm leaving Murray alone with this freak."

Hmmmm. 20 million huh? That's a lot of money. But you might be able to get it through various means. Or you could try your luck with that monster he wants.

>Go and take a loan. Not like you have to pay that back or anything
>Rob a bank or something
>Fight the big monster
>Other?

>>4487661
>Fight the big monster

>>4487661
>Fight the big monster

>>4487661
"...get bitten?? Can't we just knock it out somehow and you can get the poison on the spot?"

>>4487661
>>Other?
Can't we just tear out it's venom gland? Or if that's too precise for Silver just bring the whole carcass?

>>4487661
>>Fight the big monster

>>4487669
>>4487670
Supporting.

>>4487670
>>4487669
Yes. Get bitten. Because a basilisk is a monster you won't likely be able to even harm

>>4487661
Also stealing Crocus' bit? For shame Spooky

>>4487661
>>Fight the big monster

>>4487676
Fair enough.

>>4487661
>Fight the big monster

>>4487677
Yes. Crocus is reserved for the Straw Hats

>>4487676
Well demand that he heal us first otherwise this is suicide.

>>4487685
He's not a doctor. He's a chef

>>4487689
And as we all know a good meal heals all wounds.

>>4487676
I was thinking more along the lines of tricking the basilisk with sleep-inducing bait and then extracting the poison when it snores away.

I just really don't like the idea of getting poisoned by something like a basilisk when we're already wounded.

>>4487702
I'll consider it.
At least I'll give you the option on how you want to handle it
>writing

>>4487710
Didn't you miss /qst/ and its autism Spooky?

>>4487721
In a weird way I did. But my sleeping schedule didn't.
I wouldn't have come back however were it not for a certain QM though

>>4487726
Which QM baited you back, Was it Zap or another one returning here soon?

>>4487730
A new one actually. Though I'm not going to name them. Privacy and all

>>4487732
What a fucking nerdddddddd, Can you spill the setting?

>>4487737
Well... you know what? I'll shill a bit.
It rhymes with leech

>>4487737
Dude, their name is Privacy. Duh.

>>4487744
Fuck you got me, I'm retarded.

>>4487743
Oh fucking boy

>>4487749
Actually that's a bit of a misleading name. Sadly One Piece is one of those settings where Basilisk is switched up with Cockatrice

>>4487721
I mean I KNOW Spooky isn't gonna give us a gotacha bitch moment but fuck if I can't separate that from the fact that we are injured and have to go get bitten by one of mythology's most famous venomous monsters to transport some venom.

It's like being told to transport magma by hand. Sure it can work in universe but fuck my soul recoils at the idea of doing it natty.
>>4487743
Wait is that why you two are posting at the same damn time?

>>4487755
No that's pure coincidence. I was also quite surprised by it

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"Basilisc you say? Fine I'll get it. But as you can see I'm pretty banged up. Can't you do something about it?"

"Damn it kid I'm a chef not a doctor! Best I can give you is a last meal before you bite the dust. But that's another 5 million."

"But this beastie is worth 20 million for you isn't it? What's a little meal to make sure you get it?"

"You're cheeky. But you're right. Fine. Wait here."
He goes back in his kitchen and comes out with what looks like an ordinary pork chop. But its acrid smell betrays its content.

"Poison?"

"I call it poison-chop. If you didn't gather already I'm a poison chef. I use poison to cook my meals. They enhance the flavor as well as the texture. Now try it. If you dare... to explore flavors such rich flavors."

You quickly shove the meat in your mouth and feel it melt in your mouth. It's so tender it becomes jelly which explodes into pure flavor in your mouth. You feel your body reinvigorated at least partially. You're still injured but now you recovered some of the strength you bled out. Thanking him for the meal you leave Marcella with him and head to the place he told you to. It's well outside the city borders inside the mountains. You find the beast in an area it clearly decimated. Broken trees, rocks and bones litter the area, all of which is leading to a cave. Clearly the creatures lair. Peeking in you see it.

The massive chicken like beast with a snakes head and white feathery tail is currently busy grooming itself to notice you. But that won't last long. Given its gigantic size and the number of skeletons littering its lair it's no wonder the guards of the kingdom can't really handle it. They probably just let it nibble some of the cattle or the peasants once in a while and leave it be. Luckily you don't have to kill it. Just get its venom. But how?

>The chefs plan should work. Let it bite you and book it
>Fuck that. If it bleeds you can kill it and then rip off its head
>Maybe you can outsmart it. Lay a trap, then extract the venom and leave
>Other?

>>4487771
Get some kind of animal or literally anything that it would bite and then bring that to the chef

>>4487771
>Maybe you can outsmart it. Lay a trap, then extract the venom and leave

>>4487771
>Fuck that. If it bleeds you can kill it and then rip off its head

>>4487771
>Maybe you can outsmart it. Lay a trap, then extract the venom and leave
Or >>4487781 if that's not already covered by that option

>>4487781
Supporting

>>4487781
Well shit
Considering it's a write-in it'll be treated as a spark of genius

3d10+2 best of 3, dc 19

>writing

Rolled 10, 6, 7 + 2 = 25 (3d10 + 2)

>>4487842

>>4487842

Rolled 2, 3, 5 = 10 (3d10)

>>4487842

Rolled 6, 2, 2 = 10 (3d10)

>>4487842

Rolled 4, 8, 7 + 2 = 21 (3d10 + 2)

>>4487842

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>>4487843
fuck me

>>4487857
>We used another mantacore to get the posion of another.

>>4487843
That's a pretty big brain you got there.

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>>4487864
>Silver right now

>>4487857
>can't fly even with wings
>can milk that v-spot like a seasoned professional

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Moving back a bit to remain unnoticed you start thinking about the problem. This thing is obviously very dangerous so avoiding the fight might be smart. But then how do you get the poison? Well maybe if it bites something else and you can take that thing away from it you could get a sample without letting it bite you. The only question is what. Obviously something living and it needs to be both big and strong enough that the basilisk doesn't swallow it whole or simply bites it in half. Where do you get something that can survive the bite of this big chicken?

"Of course!"

You run off in the opposite direction with your newfound knowledge. Once you find the big animal you were looking for you beat it within an inch of its life using everything at your disposal and then drag its twitching body back to the cave of the basilisk. Sadly you left your crayons back on the ship so you can't write "bite me dummy" on it. But you can break off a large branch and fan the animal so its scent goes into the cave. The basilisk starts salivating immediately and it comes out jaw first to bite into your bait. Once its fangs sink into the animals flesh you jump out from the bush you hid in and kick it in eye. As it shrieks it lets go of the bait which you snatch up and run away with it.

Dragging the massive creature through the city you get a lot of attention from passerbies but you don't pay them any attention. Your goal is the noodleshop and when you reach it you knock on the door. The poison chef opens the door and he appears to be quite tired now.
"YEs what is i- HOLY FUCKING SHIT! I... This is not what I asked! What did you do?"

"I didn't want to get bitten by a poison chicken so I got another animal to get bitten. The poison is inside."

"Yeah. No SHIT the poison is inside! THIS IS A FUCKING BASILISK YOU IMBECILE!
You mean to tell me your solution to getting basilisk venom was to go kill a basilisk and use it as bait for ANOTHER basilisk?! How dense ARE YOU?"

>>4487887
lmao goddamnit silver

>>4487887
>beat a motherfucker with another motherfucker

>>4487887
if it's stupid but works, then is it really stupid after all?

>>4487924
Yes, yes it is.

>>4487924
That's how evolution works.

"What can I say? I'm a genius!"
>Knowledge +

From inside Hook shouts at the queer chef and laughs at him.
"You haven't seen anything yet! At least this time he made a plan! Usually he doesn't even bother and just causes some mayhem."

"Well whatever not like I can complain."
He takes out a knife and carves out a piece of the tainted meat before plucking it clean. He also extracts a fang to get a bit fresher sample. Then he goes ahead and licks the meat and squeezes the poison from the gland directly on his tongue.
"Whoa. Very tangy but tastes like chicken at the same time and that nutty aftertaste must be the petrifying agent. Unfortunately I can't work with this. Won't be able to replicate the unique taste without turning whatever I cook into stone. But at least now I know."

"That's good but what about Jaws?"

"He's awake now. But he's very weak. His bowels are churning as we speak. Normally I'd kick you out onto the streets but since you brought me so much meat I think I'll make an exception. Come in. I'll serve you some basilisk stew. And while I'm cooking you can explain how you beat a world famous beast with such ease."

Sadly I have to end things here. My hand is hurting like crazy which is why these last two posts were of such shoddy quality. But the bit between my thumb and index finger is aching and it's quite uncomfortable
So I wish you all a good night. Tomorrow I'll do some clean up on the archive and pastebin front

>>4487940
Sleep well dude. Hopefully this chef becomes our next crew member.

>>4487940
Take it easy Spooky

Okay let's correct things since I'm a massive shitter and forgot to do it at the start. I've either become too autistic or not autistic enough to do this in my absence

Here's my twitter: @SpookyngQM
Updated pastebins:
https://pastebin.com/wJpjGUtP
https://pastebin.com/V5mh2Pa8

Just added a few tidbits to the char sheet and the marines to the socials. If you feel like I should add something else I'm all ears.

And finally the archives: (Apparently I'm still too retarded to do it right the first time)
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=West+Blue+Seadogs+

I also decided to hold off on the side stuff for now. Nothing significant is happening in the background that I can't introduce in the quest itself

Sadly tomorrow I got a lot of stuff to do such as shopping but Tuesday I'll be able to run most likely
15:00 GMT

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So your first mate is going to recover. That makes you feel relieved.
"How are you doing Jaws?"

"C-Cap. Don't let me eat mystery food ever again."

"You got it! Now then... nightie night!"
You collapse and headbutt the table the fishman is resting on. The owner of the place comes and puts you on another table, spreading you like a slab of meat to examine you closely. He observes your accumulated wounds as well as the general composition of your body.

"Hmmmmm. Seems like he got a few extra wounds tussling with the monster. But his old ones are already healing."
He looks at Marcella and mostly ignores Murray to let him heal.
"I have so many questions. Like how he got this badly wounded in the first place. Did you jump off a cliff or something? Or get beaten by a Hasshoken user? But most importantly... how is it possible that a brat like him knows how to perform Life Return? Just who are you people?"

"We're the Silver Pirates."

"Pirates huh?"
An entire night passes before you wake up with a loud yawn. The chef that saved your friend gets up from his newspaper and gives you a bowl of surprisingly edible looking soup.

"Basilisk stew. Eat. There's plenty more where it came from."

You're understandably hungry. But this is the guy who charged you 20 million for soup last time. Granted it was healing soup but still.
>Thanks!
>No thanks
>Other?

>>4491177
>>Thanks!

>>4491177
>>Thanks!

Also Silver knows Life Return?! That gives us a loooot of options

>>4491186
A lot of people know it a bit just passively. You don't
You can piece it together with what I gave you as well as a bit of lore knowledge. But yes. You do have the basics of Life Return

>>4491177
>Thanks!

Time to gorge yourself on food of questionable quality
>writing

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You admit you are feeling a bit peckish so you agree without giving a hoot about the possible repercussions, such as being massively in debt again. So you courteously accept his offer.
"Food! Food! Food!"
You start slamming the table with knife and fork in hand only to get slapped with a pair of chopsticks.

The slightly ired chef then brings you a bowl of his basilisk soup. Apparently he has a massive cauldron filled with the stuff. So you're going to help him out with that. You consume bowl after bowl after bowl until you make a pretty little mountain of dirty dishes on your table. He watches in horror as you consume every drop of his savory creation.
"T-Thanks. I thought I have to dump that thing into the sewers. But you just ate up enough food that could keep my kitchen running for five days straight."

"BUUUUUUUUURP! No problem!"

"Now then. How do you plan on moving?"
He pokes your belly with his chopsticks, sending ripples through it. It's making you queasy. But you just take a deep breath and as you exhale your body shrinks like a deflating balloon.
"I thought so. That's Life Release. Without a doubt."

"Wifewhat?"

"LIFE. Release! You guys were at Sakura Hill weren't you? To think... some monks spend decades meditating there and learn nothing. But you just go up there and manage to attain inner awareness. How did you do it?"

"Don't know. The trees just told me."

"The trees. The trees told you. It's okay if you don't want to tell me but don't take me for a fool. I really don't like it when people think I'm an idiot..."
He gives you another death glare.
"It makes me sad!"
And he's now crying.

"But I'm not. I just listen to advice and sometimes things answer. Like trees."

"Okay. What does this table tell you?"

"That you don't get many customers."

"That's cheating. You just swiped your fingers across and saw the dust..."

"It's the same. You just have to know where to look and you can find answers anywhere."

He doesn't get what you're saying and just shrugs.
"Whatever. Anyway your friends are still sleeping and will for a while. The fishman couldn't get any rest and the lady watched over you two. So go ahead and occupy yourself for a while. After that I'd like you to get out of my shop."

"Okay."

>You should go and check out the school since you earned an admission
>Help the cook clean up the mess you just made
>Try and find the nice granny from yesterday
>Other?

>>4491236
>Help the cook clean up the mess you just made.

This confirms it, Silver can hear the Voice of All Things. You're really giving us a broken mc.

>>4491236
>You should go and check out the school since you earned an admission

>>4491247
Not really? Most everyone is bullshit in One Piece. You still get wrecked the second you enter the GL.
And protagonists are bound to have these kind of powers

>>4491236
>Help the cook clean up the mess you just made

>we have voice of all
Oh.....oh dear. Please don’t tell me we can pull a blackbeard and are have 2 devil fruits

>>4491236
>>You should go and check out the school since you earned an admission

>>4491255
No. I'm not even gonna try and unwrap what his deal is
And technically you don't hear the voice of all things just as Luffy technically doesn't but does

>>4491236
>Help the cook clean up the mess you just made

In a strange turn of events it appears you chose to help the chef
You may or may not loose your chance at Hasshoken now
>writing

>>4491278
wait wha-
AH SHIT

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You notice him sizing up the mound of filth your little feast spawned and roll up your sleeves as you walk up to him.
"Need a hand?"

He smiles and accepts it. Helping him take the plates into the kitchen you drop a few of them which makes him angry but just a bit. He found it acceptable that a few of the dozens of bowls break on their way to the kitchen. What he does not find acceptable is you dropping them after he hands them over to you after washing. It was his fault not specifying that after drying the bowls you were supposed to put them away and not just drop them. He got out his chopstick again and somehow grabbed you by the wrist and flung you across the entire room for that stunt. After your little beating you manage to clean up without any further incidents and sit down in front of the noodle shop, nursing your wounds.

He joins you and sighs. The two of you just stare at the streets as people pass by without as much as glancing in the shops direction.
"Wow. Your food doesn't suck THAT bad!"

"Shut it."
He seems to reflexively pull up his scarf at your little jab.

"Maybe if you lowered your prices you'd get customers."

"I don't get them anyway. At least I can squeeze a bit of money out of unknowing tourists like this. But even then my heart stops me."

"You always send people to fight monsters instead of paying? You're a weirdo."

"I don't want to hear that from you. And no. I send them out to get me exotic poisons. Were it not for my passion I'd be free of debt now."

"Debt?"

"I was found guilty of a crime and have to pay a fine. I'm not going to explain myself to anyone. Least of all a pirate."

"Why?"

"I said I don't want to talk about it!"

>Keep prying
>Snatch his scarf and keep it hostage until he speaks up
>Why poison though?
>Okay (Go on a walk)
>Other?

>>4491315
>Why poison though?

>>4491315
>Why poison though?

>>4491315
>>Why poison though?

>>4491315
>Why poison though?

>>4491315
>>Why poison though?

Bingo! That's the correct one.
You get to go to Hasshoken School after all
>writing

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"Can I still ask a question though?"

"Sure... I guess."

"Why poison?"

Despite not seeing his mouth you can tell he's smiling just from his eyes.
"Well. Let me tell you a story-"

Many years ago in the land of Kano a great calamity broke out. Over night people started getting sick. The doctors quickly identified the cause but it brought no salvation. Poison. All of the country's food supply was tainted from grain to fruits and vegetables. Even domestic animals and fish were not free of it. The taint was not visible, nor did it affect the plants or animals. But people who ate from them got very ill. There was a cure but it was expensive and there wasn't enough for anyone, nor did it provide immunity to a second infection. But there was one boy who couldn't watch as his home started to fall into ruin. He tried to do the impossible, to find a solution to the epidemic.

He toiled without rest for days only sleeping when his body finally collapsed only to start again. But his work did bear fruit. He managed to do what was thought impossible. He became familiar enough with the poison that he could detect it and as such he could cut it out. This meant he had to exhaust his ingredients, using only morsels but it was safe to eat. When word got out that his food was safe to eat the entire city lined up to him. He couldn't feed everyone at first but day by day he improved. He could cook a lot more and in time he was even capable of cooking the poison itself. The deadly venom became a delicacy adding to the flavor and altering the texture of his food. What was once a deadly pathogen ravaging his country became but another spice on his rack.

"They called me the master of poisons after that. Funny. I hated poisons at first. But after that... I had a dream. To eat every poison in the world! And then I'll eat death itself!"

"Pfffft. Kekekekekekek!"

"What's so funny? Do you think I'm kidding? This is science! A king once ate poison every day to develop an immunity to it! It's called mithridatism and it works! I'll learn to cook every lethal thing on the world and after eating them I'd be immortal!"

"I'm not laughing at that. It's just funny!"

"What is?"

"That you're still here. You say you want to taste every poison right? So why aren't you at sea yet and experience it all?"

"I... can't. I have a debt to pay."

>So?
>Oh. I see. I forgot
>Other?

>>4491404
>>So?

>>4491404
>So?

>>4491404
>>So?
Huh did Magellan attack this country or a previous venom fruit user I wonder.

Encourage them dreams Silver!
>writing

>>4491404
I want this guy as our chef!

>>4491461
I secretly hope we'll have some antagonist too very soon, maybe the one who the chef is indebted to. I liked how in OP there was this obstacle to overcome to get the new crew member to truly join

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You grin.
"So? You spent so much time in your kitchen, saved a city when nobody else could. If you didn't exist there wouldn't be anyone to owe to. "

"A-Are you daft? Do you not know how the world works? If the Happo navy were to EVER find out I-"

"Nope!"

"Heh. You just love to make enemies don't you?"

"Rule No. 1 of being a pirate: My enemy is my teacher! And since I'm not very smart I need a lot of teachers! Teacher... OH POOP! I forgot I should be at the Hasshoken Academy right now! Hey Mister can I leave my crew here? I need to go to school very quick!"

"You study Hasshoken? Wait... they let you IN?"

"Yeap! Thanks for taking care of my friends! I'll come back soon!"
And you take off as fast as your legs can carry you.
"Come on go go go! I'm late! I'm late! I'M LATE!"

As you desperately try to go faster you feel your body getting lighter and smaller. Very quickly you change into a tiny bat and start flapping your wings out of instinct. To your amazement you take flight rather easily even if you almost fall out of the sky because of your uneven strokes. This way you can traverse the city much faster and get to the Hasshoken school in about 20 minutes. You stop a block away from the place and spend another minute to somehow turn back into human form. The guards let you in without a fuss and tell you that the headmaster is very annoyed by your absence.

On entering you start apologizing to him and he stops you.
"I'm not angry boy. I'm just annoyed. Not many people have the luxury of gaining admission to the academy and even less would have the gall to show up late. But what's important is you're here. So let us begin. I'm eager to see just how talented you are exactly."

He then takes you into the dojo where he presents you with several options and asks you to choose your preferred method of training. Normally he'd make that decision for you but since you're an outsider he doesn't really understand your capabilities.

>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner
>Be instructed by the headmaster himself
>Read the scrolls in the library
>Other?

>>4491475
You're gonna wish you didn't say that very soon

>>4491482
>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner
Learn by doing, it's the Silver way.

>>4491484
not him, but i regret nothing!

>>4491482
>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner

>>4491482
>>Be instructed by the headmaster himself

>>4491482
>>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner

>>4491482
>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner

>>4491484
maybe I'm a masochist

>>4491482
>Read the scrolls in the library

>>4491482
>>Sparring with a high ranking practitioner

Hey, i have an idea!
Let's go find a pirate or some other low-life with roughly the same body shape as our new cook, then stuff him so full of poison that after he dies, he's unrecognizable!

Then we just leave him to rot in the cook's kitchen, and everyone will think he poisoned himself to death!

That's an overwhelming victory for doing it the hard way. DC will be higher but crit will be lower
Give me some dice then to see how we do
3d10+1 best of 3, dc 18, crit 20

Rolled 6, 9, 6 + 1 = 22 (3d10 + 1)

>>4491514

Rolled 7, 5, 7 + 1 = 20 (3d10 + 1)

>>4491514

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

>>4491514

Rolled 7, 4, 10 + 1 = 22 (3d10 + 1)

>>4491514

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>>4491519
>>4491523
>>4491526
>Gurararara it's all fucking coming apart

Rolled 9, 7, 1 + 1 = 18 (3d10 + 1)

>>4491514

"I choose fighting the strong guys!"

"Oh?"

"Last time I got a hit in with my karate. I want to do it properly this time!"

"Then so be it. But I'm warning you. This won't be like at the gates. That was your entry exam. This is will be a proper fight. A single hit won't get you out of it. And you almost died last time."

"Yeah but that was then! So let's go! Where are your strongest guys so I can kick their asses?"

The headmaster gets one of his best pupils to fight you. Judging by his look he must not give you too much credit. And who could blame him? You're an untrained newcomer about to face off against one of his senior disciples. In his mind he probably already signed you off as dead. And to some extent he was right to do so. Your foe is much like the guard was yesterday, very seasoned, very talented. Without your weapons or devil fruit you were hardly a match to him and he handily mopped the dojo floor with you. Literally, with your blood.

But no matter how many bones he cracked and how much pain he put you through you stood up. And it might just be the several concussions finally doing you in but you start to get what he's doing. Every time he hits you it feels like your whole body is shaking. That must be the trick to it like the manipulation of water is to Fishman Karate. Unfortunately you don't know exactly how they create these vibrations. So you need to get creative.

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4J7K3yacig4

Standing up battered and bloodied you present yourself to your opponent and let him hit you in the jaw. After taking so many of his hits you manage to finally stand your ground and while his attack is still going you swing your arm at him. Your entire body, including your arm is reverberating from his punch so when you land yours he's technically getting hit by his own force. He staggers backwards as he spits up some blood. You smile.

"I get it now! All I need is a name... how do you guys do it? Oh I think I get it."
You walk up to your foe and put what you learned to a test. Raising your fists you start shaking them fast enough to replicate the sensation from before and unleash a flurry of blows at him.
"Hasshoken! Buken: Ranbu!"

The martial artist starts blocking your punches. He tries to do everything in his power to stop them from colliding but he's failing. As soon as you're about to land a direct hit on him he starts screaming and your fists stop.
"STOP! I YIELD! Y-You monster!"

"Afraid to get hit? Okay."

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The guy gets escorted out but not very gracefully. Apparently cowardice is not looked at fondly here. Poor guy. But at least he got weeded out here and not on the battlefield. At the very least the headmaster seems pleased by this to the point that he can barely contain himself.
"I thought the next time I'd see such strength would be when the current Don would finally have children! But to think it's an outsider! I don't know whether to laugh or cry!"

"You sound disappointed gramps."

"Disappointed? Far from it. Boy if you agreed to stay here I'd turn you into something worthy of legends! I have no doubt you could even marry into the royal family!"

"No thanks."

"Hah. I see. Such strength can not be contained so easily hmm? But still I'd like you to consider staying a little at the very leas-"

"GRAND MASTER!"
Suddenly another guy storms into the room and fails to notice you. Or maybe he does but he doesn't recognize you through all that blood.
"You NEED to get rid of that outsider right NOW!"

"How dare you interrupt me now of all times! Don't you realize-"

"You don't understand master! Look!"
He spreads a paper before the old guy.
"He's a criminal. A pirate!"

He takes the parchment with shaking hands. But he doesn't seem angry or even upset. He just looks excited. He slowly looks up at the wall where pictures of various people are hung, you guess they are members of the dojo. One of them is a cone headed guy whose portrait is different from the rest as it's on the same type of paper that he's holding. Then he turns to you and mutters.
"Twenty. Twenty... million!"

>>4491560
Ah yes, "Face to fist style". I see Silver is a proficient user.

And that's the end for today.
Strap in lads because we're Big Boy Pirates now
Have a good fucking night!

>>4491578
20 mil already? Our efforts to mask that ship theft didn't work out huh?
>>4491584
Thanks for the run QM

>>4491593
well, they may or may not know where we are right now, but they know our face and they know what we did.
Not sure it was worth a twenty million bounty, but hey, not complaining.

>>4491584
Cheers for the run Spooks!

>>4491593
That was only so they didn't recognize the ship. Then we let that guy take our pic.

>>4491593
Masking the ship was *never* gonna stop us from getting a Bounty, wasn't even the point in doing it.
It was just a way to keep the Marines from immediately breathing down our necks.

Of course, now that we do have a Bounty poster whatever Marine personnel are in Kano Country are going to keep their eyes open for us so... we may have wasted the masking effort.

>>4491560
>"Hasshoken! Buken: Ranbu!"
I'm getting way too hung up on what this translates to.

>>4491601
They know we're in town since we just posed for that picture.
>>4491612
I'm just surprised the Navy put two and two together so quickly.

>>4491615
>I'm just surprised the Navy put two and two together so quickly.
There must be a genuine decent marine somewhere nearby actually doing his job.

>>4491615
depends on whether the photographer sold us out or not.
and a smart marine might notice where we are from stuff in the background.

so, it's not 100% certain they know, but we should get a move on either way.

20 mil for someone who stole (and has eaten, but they don't know it yet) a DF is not even that much.
If they knew all the shit we've done (like arson and poneglyph hugging) we would probably be sitting on at least 10 times that lmao.

>>4491584
Great run lad. I can’t wait to see what’ll happen next time.

>>4491612
>I'm getting way too hung up on what this translates to.
Eight Impacts Fist, Military Fist: Wild Dance
They don't overly complicate names. It's usually Military something. They seem to have only 1 attack with a fancy name

>Masking the ship was *never* gonna stop us from getting a Bounty
Pretty much. It's more to cover up the navy bits because that's how you get a lot of fucking attention from everyone when you go into port

>>4491606
Yeah you kinda willingly did that. If you didn't spare the marines and didn't let Arthur snap you into his cringe compilation you wouldn't have it for now

>>4491615
>I'm just surprised the Navy put two and two together so quickly
They can be surprisingly competent and quick when they want to. When someone is not bribing them or the higher ups are not purposefully trying to stop the mooks from doing their jobs

>>4491628
He didn't sell you out. He just saw your description and knew it had to be you so he sent in his photo. And Morgans is not too keen on sharing information that might prevent BIG NEWS from happening

>>4492132
>20 mil for someone who stole a DF
That's the primary reason but the devil is in the details
Don Krieg had a comparable bounty of 17 million and did similar stuff. He antagonized the marines and got his first ship by stealing it from them.
But here are the differences. He had an army and a lot of guns. You have 2 extra dudes. You strolled into a three-way between civvies, a pirate crew and marines. You butted out the pirates like you own the place and turned on the navy immediately. You did not kill them, instead tied up, blinded and dropped them off somewhere. Plus you have an already established small time pirate and a Fishman (not often found outside the Grand Line) following you

The WG issues bounties for two reasons. Either you're a psycho or you're competent. And they are much quicker to act on the latter because that's the one that's actually bad for them

>>4492457
>Either you're a psycho or you're competent. And they are much quicker to act on the latter because that's the one that's actually bad for them

Shichibikirero offer when?

>>4492457
Oh yeah, definitely. We oscillate between idiot savantery, cunning competence and being retarded mules.

It's great, and very One Piece. Good job on getting the tone down pat.

>>4492646
Couldn't agree more. Good job QM!

Did anyone archive the last thread?

>>4492948
I did but fucked it as is tradition. I'm STILL not over the first archive of GHQ
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=West+Blue+Seadogs+

>>4492954
Are you still looking for devil fruit ideas? I've always wanted to play around with the idea a rope paramecia that creates and controls rope. The name Noose-Noose Fruit comes to mind. Would be super useful on a ship if you attached rope to everything and had one person helming the entire ship by themself.

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>>4492646
>>4492666
Ah yes that's the good shit right there!
Thanks!

>>4493029
Forever and always
Can't guarantee all make it in but I do like the options
And even if major characters don't get them minor ones might

By the way I'm also curious about what kind of crew members you want. Roles to be specific
You'll need a few standard ones like a doc and a mechanic but what else do you want besides every wacky clown you come across
Musician? Pet? Something else,

>>4493981
cuck SHs and recruit Robin

>>4493981
Lets get a giant

>>4493981
Magician.

>>4493981
Just a regular guy who can do card tricks.

>>4494052
I could see the shenanigans if literally only Silver wants him as part of the crew entirely because of the card tricks.
>silver he's literally just a regular guy
>BULLSHIT, CAN A REGULAR GUY DO THAT (as card guy is doing a slightly-above-average-complexity card trick)

>>4494057
>You don't get it he can shuffle with ONE HAND! Imagine how fast it would be if could use them both!
>You could just ask him to shuffle with both.
>HE CAN SHUFFLE WITH BOTH HANDS!?
>Uh, I'm right here guys..
I can only imagine the rumors that would float around about the mysterious card shark on Silver's ship. What a dangerous man he must be.

Alas a useless crewman who exists only for a gimmick is a waste of space.

>>4493981
> A hunter could work since while they would only be able to secure food on land there are no allergies to worry about. They could also pull double duty as marksman.

>>4493981
Honestly I'm down for someone who does card tricks. We could make it that they also do tarot readings and are generally charismatic and/or a con man of sorts, lord knows we need a socialite in this group.
Expecially if we take this Chef/Doc which is clearly not a crowd pleaser. (I like him though).

>>4494120
Someone that good with their hands could work as a pickpocket

>>4493981
>>4493993
Yeah this, i want a giant.
I want a musician, a storyteller, a beer brewer, a fortune teller, a magician, a mermaid, and most importantly of all

I want a pet.
Not a huge, oversized pet. Something as big or smaller than we are.
Maybe a large cat or a wolf of some sort.
But it has to be the most dangerous motherfucker you've ever seen, and intelligent at that.

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>>4494088
What kind of hunter would be best?
Pith helmed honourabu?
Tacticoo cameo tryhard?
Humble woodsman?
Salty spearfisher?
>>4494052
>>4494057
>>4494061
>pic related

>>4494156
>Fisherman is out due to Jaws' allergies

>>4494173
Only jaws is allergic, and apparently only to regular fish, since he can eat seaking.
We're still going to need an expert fisherman to feed the rest of the crew, and to lure in sea kings and whatnot to feed jaws as well.

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>>4494173
Fisherman to feed the rest of the crew while Jaws eats food from storage still works and cuts down on food bills, ain't no grocer like the ocean.

>>4493981
Defintely a Helmsman, we need a skilled getaway driver if we keep picking up all this trouble.

>>4494179 and >>4494184
True, but I don't want to risk him accidentally eating fish or fish "contaminating" the other food

>>4494201
Good thing we've got a chef specialized in handling poison, then!
No way a guy like that could accidentally contaminate his food.

>>4493993
>>4494145
Giant is definitely planned but not anytime soon. Because they are a bit busted

>Pet
>Dangerous
I uh... I thought of a South Bird. Because parrots. Need to rethink that now

>>4494061
>>4494057
>>4494052
>>4494037
Could work. Either as an Usopp or I can roll him into another archetype to be more useful

>>4494088
Oh nice. That didn't occur to me. Though you don't really need to worry about food allergies anymore

>>4494156
The Predator
Jokes aside I have no idea. Will do soon though

>>4494184
>>4494179
Fisherman is not bad either. Angry dude with spear or a really old alcoholic guy spewing profanities 24/7 would be fun
Or the magician bamboozling fish with magic tricks to catch them

>>4494198
Jaws covers that pretty well. He'll be the substitute when Silver is out fighting

>>4494201
>>4494203
If Omukade knows one thing it's shit that'll kill you.
Eating his stuff is 100% safe. Guaranteed to only barely not kill you. That's how you get strong. And by drinking your milk every day

>>4493987
Soon

>>4494317
>I would suggest a dive to get under sea treasures but well fishman

>>4494335
Get a mechanic or someone technically minded and you can all go diving.
You can't swim but put on diving gear and you can go in the water no problem

>>4494317
can we get a Seaking as a pet? Like a baby one?

Also I want some mad scientists guy, Who everybody thinks is a hack but is actually like super ahead of everybody else. Not in terms of like devil fruit research or shit, but like "AH YES, A NEW SUPER METAL!"
"How do you make it?"
"Seashells!"
"and your fired."

>>4494346
>Baby sea king
Fuck me...
>Silver! What happened? You almost drowned!
>I heard someone say "sleep with the fishes" and wanted to try it
>And what's that?
>It followed me home. Can I keep it?

>Mad scientist thought a hack by everyone but he's just that advanced
So Hiriluk but big science man instead of doctor?

>>4494346
Our own pet sea monster like Momoo would be great. Help with underwater exploration now that Silver can't do it himself, help Jaws in attacking/defending from the water, haul the ship so we don't need to worry about the wind dying, and just being super cute.

>>4494354
Oh god, yes. Thats a very cursed thought.

>Doctor can you look into medical advancements for us?
>Medical? Thats not REAL SCIENCE! eat these berries and call me in 5 hours!

>>4494364
>You have terminal cancer?
>Fool! Why do you bother me with this?
>Just sing Binks sake for five hours and drink some milk like a NOT retarded person would!

>>4494317
How about we get a tailor? They can fix clothes/sails and help with stitches

>>4494317
What we need is a good old fashioned barber surgeon; surgery, dental work, shave and a haircut.

>>4494368
>It fucking works.
>Nobody believes him until his miles away.
>everybodys DOUBT is what hinders his true science from working and when its not a doubtful area he EXCELS

>>4494397
>>4494402
Both great ideas, I'm down for either.

>>4494317
One last suggestion since I keep getting ideas, a smuggler. Someone who knows which contraband to buy at an island and how to hide it and other valuables on our ship

>>4494414
Fuck yes. That reminds me of the original Pirates of the Carribean game, the one that was made before the movies but got the black pearl quickly shoved into it for marketing
Remember constantly smuggling in there. Approved

>>4494402
>>4494397
All of these could be rolled into one person to save space. Or even just a machine on the ship. But sounds interesting.

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>>4494317
>silver looks for a fisherman
>it's a grumpy old man with a parrot on his shoulder, a peg leg and a whaling harpoon
>he's really goddamn old, and wise at that
>ends up becoming a father figure for silver
>silver is the only one who listens intently to his stories and gleans the wisdom from them

Okay lads. Friday 15:00 GMT should be the next time I run. Fingers crossed

>>4494454
But here's the plot twist. The parrot is the fisher and the old man just speaks for it

Guys, let’s get a farmer.

>>4494516
>bringing a farmer on a ship
>people are shocked that the guy manages to farm belowdeck
>fungus farm

>>4494533
Did I hear someone say Jango?

>>4494533
>dude farms fungus below deck
>uses psychedelic mushrooms and smoke in combat
>his abilities sychronize well with omukade
>they end up making an insanely debilitating poison together
>everyone now has poisoned weapons
>he still spends most of his time laying around, high as a motherfucker

>>4494416
>our smuggler is a world-class thief
>thing is, he's not even trying
>most of the time he's not even aware he's stealing things
>he's just a kleptomaniac of epic proportions
>however, when he gets serious, he can steal the shirt off your back like he's got level 100 pickpocket

>>4494714
>How many pockets have you picked so far today?
>83.
>Dude we've only walked past like thirty people.
>Well maybe people should have fewer pockets!
A menace to be sure.

The headmaster looks at the student that just barged in and sends him away, stating that he'll handle this personally. Once the room clears he displaces his robe as he walks up to the wall lined with portraits.

"14 years. It's been 14 long years since Don Sai and his brother set foot in here. They were the last two actual talents that I had the pleasure of meeting. Since then it's been nothing but wannabe fighters and loudmouths. And now the marines will show up any second to capture you. Then it's straight to the gallows."
He surprises you by headbutting the wooden beam supporting the wall. His forehead splits open and begins to bleed as he looks at you.
"Boy... Do you trust me?"

>Yes
>No
>Other?

>>4495395
>Hell no! But, i don't want my head chopped off, so what have you got?

>>4495395
>>Yes

>>4495395
>Yes

>>4495395
>Yes..?

>>4495395
>Yes

>>4495395
>>Yes

Well. This took a turn for the interesting
Time to follow the old man!
>writing

And let's see if you get punked
3d10 best of 3, dc 15 and no crit

Rolled 4, 4, 3 = 11 (3d10)

>>4495420

Rolled 7, 9, 1 = 17 (3d10)

>>4495420

Rolled 10, 1, 7 = 18 (3d10)

>>4495420

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"Yes. But it's not like I have a choice."

"That's good enough!"
He then smashes his head into a pillar again and you shout at him, asking if he's an idiot.
"Sorry. I have to make it look like you forced my hand. Now follow me!"
He takes you out of the dojo and into a broom closet of all places where he reveals a fake wall. You start salivating at the secret doors awesomeness.
"This tunnel leads out of the district. It was built to extract the children of nobles in case the dojo was attacked. You can use this to get out!"

"Cool! Then see you later gramps I gotta-"

"Just where do you think you're going? The place is full of traps. I'll guide you out!"

You nod as the old guy lets go of your collar and stops choking you. He leads you through the spike, poison and guillotine traps that just litter the place. You even get to see a few skeletons but you are stopped from taking their skulls as souvenirs. The exit leads to a big door that's apparently the lid of a big barrel standing in the middle of a market. The wine seller it belongs to is a trusted associate of the dojo.

"Well this is it. Thanks gramps!"

"Take care and-WATCH OUT!"

"Whoa!"

As you open the door a sword almost chops off your head but you manage to slide under it. Doing a flip you stand up and see several marines wearing big coats surrounding you. All ladies. And they are lead by the granny with the big coat. She looks like she's about to rush in and grab you. How did they know you'd be here?

>Nigerundayo! (Run away)
>Take the head master hostage
>If she wants a scrap then she'll get it!
>Other?

>>4495449
>Nigerundayo! (Run away)

>>4495449
>Nigerundayo! (Run away)

>>4495449
>>Nigerundayo! (Run away)
>gotta fight Tsuru
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DV_gG7uem6Y

>>4495449
>Nigerundayo! (Run away)
We're gonna get the WOSHU

>>4495449
>>Nigerundayo! (Run away)

>>4495449
>>Nigerundayo! (Run away)

Arguably the most surefire way but not the easiest
roll 3d10, best of 3, dc 18, crit 24
>writing

Rolled 7, 4, 10 = 21 (3d10)

>>4495476
secret Joestar technique activate

Rolled 10, 1, 3 = 14 (3d10)

>>4495476

Rolled 5, 3, 6 = 14 (3d10)

>>4495476

Rolled 9, 9, 9 = 27 (3d10)

>>4495476

Rolled 3, 5, 9 = 17 (3d10)

>>4495476

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>>4495479
>>4495483
NOOOOOOOOO