>>5005352
>I can't promise to tell you everything, because not every story is mine to tell. But i'll be happy to tell your my story, at least. (leave out all the important bits, including big sis' name)

>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.

Dunno about telling her, and literally everyone listening, about the slavery and those painful details we've only really shared with a select few. But she's been nice so far and free food so I don't mind being open about the rest.

>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.

>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.

>>5005352
>>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.

Right, one thing everyone: I'm guessing Eliza is a big part of what to say or not to say... And how do you all feel about it?
Personally I'm all for telling Big Mom about her, it's not like Silver isn't proud of their relationship and, hell, we told Garp for gods sake.

>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
And my ID is here too!

>>5005385
I kinda want to drop her name just to see her reaction. But I also don't want Silver to do the whole "check out my scars" thing for everyone present.

>>5005394
Yea, I'm on the same page there.

>>5005352
>Let's not get carried away. You'll tell her some stuff but not everything.
Imagine the sheer panic when marines find out Silver is in Totto Land. Everyone's scared Silver and Big Mom become pals, because both of them are autistic enough for that to be plausible.

We all seem to be on the same page here
But I'm curious. Do you actually want to name drop Eliza here or nah?
>writing

>>5005412
That was an actual question.
Do you want to reveal your connection to Eliza?
>Yes
>No

>>5005412
< nah

>>5005418
>No
Let's not bring more heat on us and Eliza.

>>5005385
I'm fine with telling her. Chances are she's already connected the dots anyway.

>>5005418
>>Yes

>>5005418
>>5005412
Yes. I made my points, and I'll add another: What would Eliza think if he heard that we were ashamed/dodging around her? It'd break a withered little heart it would!

>Mention big sis, but don't explicitly say Eliza unless she asks

>>5005418
Sure

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As you try to open your mouth you hear a set of three footsteps casually approaching the table which is shortly followed by loud greetings.
"Ah Charlotte Linlin! Still as stunning as ever!"

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

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

"You know me?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well yes Linlin. The Amble Village massacre was pretty BIG NEWS in the West Blue at least. People talked about it for a week at least! It was some sort of weird resort island made by rich nobles who decided avoiding taxes was a human right of theirs and made their own island. They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores from the New World to keep away pirates!"

>>5005418
>>Yes
Chances are, if shakky already knows, she already figured it out. Just his name and the way silver acts would give it away

>>5005441
>They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores from the New World to keep away pirates!

Fat lot of good that did 'em.

>They even managed to hire two Navy Commodores

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

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"Huuuh? How did they manage that?"

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

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

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

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

"Yeap! Eliza D. Silver!"

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

"You know Eliza then?"

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

"You too? Like Black Widow"

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

>Why the invitation?
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!
>Why do they call you Big Mom exactly? Is it because you're big and a mom?
>Other?

>>5005470
>Other
>How much milk to become as big as you?

>>5005470
>>Other?
>Tell me about Eliza (and the crew you were both on, I guess)

>>5005470
>>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!

>>5005470
>Why the invitation?

>>5005470
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!

This or the big and a mom one feel the most in character to me.

>>5005470
>>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!

>>5005470
>How is everything alive here? It's very cool!

Ooooh that's a good one!
>writing

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"Hmmmmmmmmmm..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"BUUUUURP! T-Tot Land is amazing!"

>>5005517
>anything that gives milk was milked
Oh no

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>>5005522

"Mama-mama! I'm glad it's to your liking! But I hope that was a satisfactory!"

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

"And what would that be?"

"How do you use that to fight??"

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

"Yeah! Are you?"

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

"Yes Mama!"
"Yes Mama!"

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

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

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

"Alright Big Mom."

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

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

>Okay Bigbird
>Sorry not interested, got someone more interesting to worry about (Go to Bege)
>Flock off featherface! (Go and find more food to eat)
>Other?

>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
>Just curious, do you taste good?

>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
More time with Morgans is always a win in my book.

>>5005536
>>Okay Bigbird

>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird
Morgans is a bloody delight, and Spooky delivers as always

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>>5005536
>>Okay Bigbird

>>5005536
>Okay Bigbird

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It's Morgans time!
>writing

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"Okay Big bird. But a question first. How do you taste?"

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

"Which ones?"

"All of them."

You spit out your turkey.
"WHAT?"

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

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

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

"B-But-"

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

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

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

"Erm... food?"

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

>>5005604
>When the Yonko speak the world falls silent,

>inb4 Silver just thinks they're really good at yelling and thinks he's a yonko now cause he is too

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Bah! You and your nonsense again!"

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

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

"My name is Silver."

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

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

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

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

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

"Kuwahahaha!"
Morgans laughs alongside the others.
"Forgive my short sighted colleagues captain! Not everyone can be a visionary like myself! Anyway if you ever need something to build an empire be it information, money, resources or... relief. Please. Don't hesitate to ask!"

>>5005604
>Morgans' giving out the fatherly advice of "dont deal with crazy" that Silver never got as a kid.

Morgans is good people. It's going in one ear and out the other, but still, good people.

And that's it for today. Gotta go sleep now.
Sadly I don't think I'll be able to run this weekend. Got family to visit and alcohol to imbibe.
Maybe a short one Sunday?
Anyway, have a good night!

>>5005635
Thanks for the run boss man, enjoy your family and booze!

>>5005635
Thanks for running Spooks, short perhaps but you had me smiling ear to ear the entire time..
>Biscuits screaming as they're eaten and fighting to stay *alive*
That's good casual evil/horror to underline Big Mom right there.

>>5005639
It's extra fucky because SOME biscuits want to get eaten and some of those start screaming if you do but others genuinely enjoy it. While others are scared shitless from the start but obviously can't disobey shit

>>5005635
Thanks for running. What sweet mama, that one.

>>5005644
Yea, that does make it a lot more fucky.

>>5005647
Meanwhile Jinbe is looking back at what he knows about us, Mary Geoise, Hody and the new ornaments around the entrance to fishman Island and thinks to himself:
"Hm. He seems to get along well with Big Mom... Worrying"

>>5005635
Aw man I missed the run, well it was pretty fun to read through good shit.

>>5005441
Why does Morgan know Amble Town?

>>5005660
A whole island full of nobles burning to the ground is BIG NEWS.

>>5005660
A town of wealthy people got reduced to nothing with no survivors and nobody knew why
It was a minor news

>>5005669
>>5005662
Fair I guess? Morgan is basically a monopoly, so he'd hear regardless.

>>5005635
Thanks for running spooks

Are you looking forward to hydrachads inevitable redemption when he does one thing to spite Kaido, which while ultimately ineffective distracts him for a moment so someone can do something. Only question is whether he will be alive for everyone in wano and Momo to tell him they forgive him. You know it's happening right?

>>5007257
No.
Orochad should go out in a blaze of glory trying to fuck over both sides

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Mein gott!

>>5007614
...no, unless, but would it be that obvious?

>>5007645
Don't ask if it would. Ask if they'd do it for the Wano-wank
I'm going to be so mad if this is right
>doesn't eat
>samurai don't eat
>gyukimaru, gyuki, meaning bull

>>5007648
I hope its a red hairing. But...it doesn't look like it.

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>>5007799
>red hairing

>>5007835
I'm not apologizing.

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>>5007648
what am i missing?

>>5008522
cows are tasty
samurai eat cow

>>5008522
All I can think of when it comes to One Piece and bulls is Dalton so I'm just as lost

>>5008522
Teh unknown new admiral is the Green Bull and we know he has little appetite.

How many people here are caught up with the manga right now?

>>5008982
I started it back up again thanks to this quest. I'm currently near the end of Fishman Island funnily enough.

>>5008982
I actually don't read or watch One Piece.
I have a rape-dwarf living in the walls who's really into it tho and he keeps reading it out loud when I'm trying to sleep

>>5008982
I am so glad Wano is almost done it stopped feeling like a pirate manga years ago ffs Oda just do a samurai mini and get it out of your system.

>>5008982
I stopped reading around the start of Wano when the manga got there and started again yesterday. Re-reading Levely right now for a refresher.

Apologies for the prolonged radio silence. This weekend ended up being a lot more hectic than I would've liked. There's been some development regarding my personal life. I will elaborate on it a bit more tomorrow but all I can say is that it should not affect the quest much, maybe a little in the scheduling department but that's it.

Aside that I'm planning on running tomorrow around the usual time-slot. So I hope I'll see you guys there.
And additionally I'll post a little something something as an apology for keeping you waiting. (And it should make things a bit easier for me tomorrow as well)

>>5009619
It's a trick. He's been replaced by a fed. Cheese it boys

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>>5009625

You hear their message loud and clear. However you came here for pleasure. Well, technically it was business but that's been taken care of so now you just want to have fun.
"Yeah, okay. Is that all Big Bird?"

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

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

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

"Phew! Thanks! You saved my life!"

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

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

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

"Sorry. Anyway my name is Silver."

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

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

"Tch. The nerve. I'm 48 boy. I'm not a kid anymore. But yes she is my mother."

>>5009619
Well this is a surprise, but a welcome one.
Hope its all good my man

>>5009637
"must be cool to have such a big family, all those brothers and sisters, and your mom is super strong too and pretty cool for an old lady. I just recently got myself a family and it's pretty cool, I hope mine will be as big as yours someday cause having no family sure did suck in comparison"

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"But you still live with your mom no? Hook says "Mamas boys" who never leave the nest are not real men."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Juice please!"

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

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

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

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

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

"Does everyone here have food based fruits?"

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

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

"Yes. My name is-"

"SMOOTHIE!"

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

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

"I don't have parents."

"Oh..."

"Brother Peros, who is this?"

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

"Okay."

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

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

"No, not really."

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

"Go on..."

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

>Hmmmm. Okay (Offer wrist)
>I don't like the sound of that
>Other?

>>5010457
>Hmmmm. Okay (Offer wrist)

>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
"Ann told me to not trust older women who say they want to taste me."

>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
>glare at her

>>5010460
Supporting

>>5010457
>I don't like the sound of that
Surprisingly tough choice.

>>5010460
Supporting this one.

>>5010460
As if there was any other choice... Especially after we heard them planning something. Silver may be dumb, but he's not stupid!

A prime opportunity for Silver to be the one who gets milked.
Alas he is too smort
>writing

Silver is just gonna be that one rabid dog with mange that hangs around Big Moms family, and they don't know why he is still there.

>>5010499
>Big Meme casually explaining how Rocks "tamed" Big Sis Silver and how easy it is to get those rabid mothetfuckers to point out rather than in.

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

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

Added bonus he'll do it for food so you dont have to shack up one of your kids to the maniac.

>>5010502
>Implying she wouldn't consider shoving a kid on him anyways
She knows strong breeding. Jokes on her, depending on who she sends, they'll learn what freedom is.

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You continue sipping away at the liquid diamond and give the two of them a good look. You aren't sure what they are trying to do but for some reason you don't think they simply want to you to experience something nice so you politely decline them.
"Sorry. Ann told me not to trust older women who want a taste of me."

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

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

"I can still hear you."

"GAH!"

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

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

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

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

"Perospero. Smoothie-"

"Oh you know us? How flattering!"

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

"But they are cool!"

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

"Shhh! Maybe he'll spill something."

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

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

"M-Mama said that?!"

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

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

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

"HEY! I'll have you- Huh?"
But as you're about to explain yourself to Jimbo your ears pick up something peculiar. Panting. Anger. Hate. And a ticking clock all coming from the same place. You look behind your own shoulder and see a sweaty old man walking towards Big Mom.

>>5010505
Super Silver to save the day, oh god the horror.

The man is panting quite hard and his eyes are void of light. He's basically nothing more than a living corpse now. Yet something is compelling him to move.

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

"Huh? Someone said my name?"

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

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

>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party
>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things
>Other?

>Who's that guy?
>>Sip Juice

>>5010513
>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party
Lets see how this changes things.

>>5010513
>>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party

Now that's an eerie amount of conjecture, I like when Silver thinks sideways and reaches a conclusion.

>>5010513
>Big Mom was nice. You won't let this weeny ruin her party

>>5010513

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

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

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

This is a Yonko, you cant just bank on bombs.

>>5010523
Yonko? What about the food! The poor, sweet, innocent and delicious food!
Yea, you cannot bank of bombing a yonko but the heartless bastard is going to kill all the food!

>>5010513
>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things

>>5010513
>>Sit back and watch. Time to see how a Yonko crew does things

Awright! Silver goes into action!
Now let's see... how you do

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

>writing

/roll 3d10+3

Rolled 9, 6, 1 + 3 = 19 (3d10 + 3)

>>5010537

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

>>5010537

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

>>5010537

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>>5010539
>>5010542
>>5010546

>>5010548
Meh, just means Big Memes crew get him before we do

>>5010549
Yeah but we're gonna look like a try hard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"OY!"

>>5010550
More like Scrappy Doo I think. Which on reflection might be worse.

You put up your hands, ready to throw down but to your surprise he simply turns his back to you and walks away.
"What's his problem?"

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

"You know him?"

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

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

"No."

"Really?"

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

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

"Silver..."

"HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"SILVER NO!"

>Okay okay.
>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>Other?

>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>> Ask him about that snake thing

>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!

>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!
>What's up with your pants snake?

>>5010563
I have no objection to >>5010566 and fully endorse that vote

>>5010566
Supporting.

Not shipping, because I dont think Silver has a daddy kink, but definitely supporting.

>>5010563
>>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!

>Silver no!
And that's the moment facepalmed

>>5010563
>I'm just gonna go and say hi! Nothing serious!

Ooooooh this is gonna be an odd one
>writing

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"What? I'm just gonna go say hi to him! Nothing serious!"

"I promised-"

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

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

"Hi! My name is Si- WHAT?"

"I told you."

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

"Jinbe right? Is this boy your acquaintance?"

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

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

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

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

"I'm not a witch-"

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

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

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

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

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

"No. I'm not."

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

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

"Now hold on-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What did you say?"
Katakuri looks down at you and he's displaying shock for the first time.
"Interesting..."

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

And now for that thing I wanted to talk about. I took some afternoon classes which will obviously restrict my ability to run for the next 2 months, give or take. The good news is that they are only on Tuesday and Thursday. Meaning every other day is still on the table for me to run. If all goes well this won't affect a thing. We'll see

Hmm, we could go exploring between Islands as well, learn some other techniques, have an encounter with the Happo Navy too refine our Hassoken.

We could also encounter some of the other Yonkou like Shanks and Blackbeard, or meet Moriah after he just got kicked out of the Shichibukai

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

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

Spot on job so far with the Big Memes as well, pat yourself on the back... Perhaps even twice!

>>5010663
I'm down for that. Hell who knows we might find a few diamonds in the rough to join our merry band of fucknuggets.

>>5010622
I'd be down for seeing what Worst Sis is doing with her Navy pals.

>>5010715
Oh I didn't even think about that.
>Silver meets Linlin "the sadistic, massmurdering, soul stealing cannibal witch" Charlotte at one of her tea parties

At that point one has to ask if Mary is even surprised anymore or just goes "Yepp, yea I didn't expect that... But I didn't expect him to burn the Holy Land either"
Tho you do have a point... The moment it gets out that the Silver pirates have taken over and are occupying Fishman island, the marines and thusly she and that little gang will hear about it... Good catch, very good catch.

>>5010715
She's probably still learning how to Git gud under Lucci all things considered. Honestly if I had my choice I'd see what the yonkou or the local non luffy supernovas are up too since the strawhats are out of the way for the next couple of years.

>>5010663
Agreed, I'd like to see some stuff with the slaves as well, maybe that devil guy will join the training with some other non-weenie slaves and start our first subordinate crew, that'd be pretty cool.

And yeah interactions with other supernovas or just pirates who don't want to ransack fishman island passing through into the new world.

Got something cooked up for you. I may not be able to run as I'd like to now but I can still do this at the very least

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"Soru!"

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

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

"Watch out!"

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

"Tch. That Haki is seriously annoying."

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

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

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

"Master."
Mary nods.

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

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

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

"Who did you kill?"

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

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

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

"Is that a black den-den mushi?"

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

Pressing a button Lucci made the snail play back the last call it intercepted. Two people start talking in code names and exchange nonsense phrases to ensure the agent was not compromised and that the one on the receiving end is authorized to hear what they have to say.
"Report."

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"I'm at Wholecake Chateau. The Tea Party ended without any major interference."

"Have you been compromised?"

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

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

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

"What was his purpose?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Should I eliminate him?"

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

"Understood."

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

The recording ended there and left the three kids with more questions than answers.
"W-Was that-"

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"Cypher Pol Aegis 0. This Cypher Pol unit falls outside even the governments jurisdiction and isn't considered part of the original 9. They answer straight to the Celestial Dragons. So this information is genuine. Cavalier got in contact with Big Mom."

"Master you think-"

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

A new figure steps out of the shadows behind Lucci.
"Good morning! My name's Kaku. A pleasure to meet you whippersnappers!"

>>5011476
Ayyyyyye, Kuku lived! Good for him, is Mary finally getting it in her head Silver is going to get killed.

>Lucci went up in the world and is now part of cipher pol 0
Good for him, also them flipping their shit over who silver might be connected too is hilarious, thanks spooky.

>>5011505
Kaku*

>>5011476
Probably the only good one out of all of em. Good for him for not dying. He's still gonna get his cheeks clapped.

>>5011522
nah he probably has enough intelligence in his head to stay out of silvers way at this point if hes been following the local silver intelligence, its gonna be lucci asking to get his shit eventually handed to him if anything.

>>5011525
We need to fight the Giraffe cube this is non-negotiable.

>>5011534
but why though, he hasn't done anything wrong and let the weenie be a weenie away from us, i don't feel like travelling half the world to bully a weenie.

>>5011536
Because it's a motherfucking giraffe cube dude how often do you see one of those? Absolutely rad.

>>5011473
>>5011475
>>5011476
Nice!
>Mary is playing rough with her friends and doesn't oppose promotional murder.
>gets 'invited' to Lucci's CP0
Well well well, someone has been shown a lot of propaganda/information about us/rocks/pirates in general.

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

>"Should I eliminate him?"
No the last time we tried that, Sentomaru, one of his Pacifista and motherfucking Kizaru didn't manage it and then the madman killed near two dozen Dragons in retaliation. DO NOT ENGAGE.

>>5012055
Well it wasn't the head of CP0, just an agent
It's still CP0 tho

>>5012210
Well. This time, anyhow.
But thank you and mea culpa.

A'ight!
It looks like I'll be running tomorrow! That is Friday at 15:00 GMT
I've already written the opening post. Currently considering uploading it just for the kek's and so people don't accidentally miss the session

"Now if you'll excuse me-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What a buncha weenies."

"Jealous?"

"No. It was good chocolate!"

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But with the final chest opened it was time to start the highlight of the party: The fireworks. Great shells were fired from dozens of cannons which painted vibrant pictures on the night sky. The bombs exploding were loud but there was one thing even louder. Rushing over to the edge of the chateau you look at the island bathed in light so you can hear it better. The citizens all came out of their homes to behold the display with their own eyes. Their amazement and adoration of their benevolent queen rings in your ears.

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

>Thanks Big Mom!
>Sorry. I'd prefer going back as soon as I can
>Other?

>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!

>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!

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

>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!

>>5013156
Supporting this writein too

>>5013128
Backing this >>5013156

>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!
Big mom is good people if you can get along with her.

>>5013225
She wants to kill her own daughter.

>>5013156
I mean jokes aside that /is/ kinda what Silver wants. Not the implied safety of course, he couldn't give less of a fuck about that, but the idea that he has a place to hang his proverbial hat.

Such a thing is just another piece of being an actual person.

>>5013245
Clearly her daughter didn't know how to get along with her.

>Thanks Big Mom!
>You have a really great place here. I'm glad to know it's possible for people like us to build a home we can call our own. Free from anyone who'd try to rule over us. Thank you for showing me that my dream isn't just a dream. That i can make it a reality someday.
>I'll have too come here again sometime, anything you want as a second gift?

>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!
>>You have a really great place here. I'm glad to know it's possible for people like us to build a home we can call our own. Free from anyone who'd try to rule over us. Thank you for showing me that my dream isn't just a dream. That i can make it a reality someday.
Perhaps this is a bit too kiss ass for silver, but I do think big meme is someone he would genuinely look up to in a lot of ways. Even if she is not very nice to her kids

>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!
>I like this place, it's nice to see that even us pirates can build a home where we're happy!

>>5013245
Sounds like someone who hasn't yet found sweet red bean soup in his life.

>>5013128
>Thanks Big Mom!

>>5013245
Well, Lola did screw over Big Mom pretty bad. So I can’t blame her for wanting her dead.

>>5013412
That doesn't excuse her beating the piss out of her other daughter just for looking the same.

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

She's too weak to be the pirate king anyway. A pointless ambition.

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>>5013515
As a wise man once said "fear the ones who grow old in a dangerous profession."

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

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

>>5013128
>>Thanks Big Mom!

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

Besides she also cozied up to Goofy so, eh, clearly Lola has a track record of terrible life choices.

>>5013581
A wise man knows that often times cowards are the ones who live the longest lives. I know she ain't a coward

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

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

>>5013583
Yeah alright Cronos.

Now I'm imagining Silver using Ikoku Sovereignty

"YAWN! Yeah. I'd like that. Thanks Big Mom! Thanks for showing this to me. Pirate Kingdom. Kek!"

"Oh it was MY pleasure!"

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

"Erm. Where is he going?"

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

"Oh-kay. Where is the bathroom?"

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

"Why?"

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

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

"Thank you sir."

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

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

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

"O-Oh Mama! Big trouble! L-Look! Y-Your guest, h-he-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mama then touched the door affectionately.
"Sleep well my little monster! Take your time. Grow. Mature! But hurry up! I want things to go back the way they should be. With the whole world as our oyster where not even the gods dare descend from their nest!"

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About an hour later you awake refreshed and reenergized. Or at least you would be if the fucking furniture did not start singing again. The curtains open on their own and the alarm clock next to you erupts in a song.
"Good morning! Good morning! It's such a lovely-"

BLAM

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

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

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

BONK

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

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

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

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

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


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

"What?"

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

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

"YES!"

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

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

"What? Everybody is somebodies kid."

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

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

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

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

"We?"

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

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

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

"Pffft. This twerp?"

"No way!"

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

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

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

"Games? I like games."

"Then it's decided. Now we just hafta wait for the idiots-"
Suddenly five more people crash into the crowd. Five almost identical looking boys with pink outfits and blue-ish purple hair wielding the same scythes as the girls.
"And speak of the devil."

"Owowow. Hey! What's the hold-up? We're gonna play or what?"
One of the smaller ones adjusts his hat and looks at the source of the commotion.
"Oho what's this? Nutmeg finally got a boyfriend?"

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

"Nope. You can have him Newgo."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Wait... nobody picked him up?"

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

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

"Hi."

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

"That's because I got here first."

"But you... came after us."

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

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

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

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

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

>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
>I'll just watch
>Other?

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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
Like we'd sit back and watch

>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you

>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
STREET RULES, BITCHES
wait, would street rules sound like a pansy thing to Silver?
Sea rules?

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>>5013743
The Street makes men, The Sea makes SALTY MEN.

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>>5013728
>>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you
IS SILVER FINALLY GONNA DESTROY SOME KIDS?!

>>5013728
>[Crack neck] I'll destroy you

No holding back now!
>writing

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

>>5013747
Kids? These aren't just kids. These are Big Moms kids and they are the same age as you

Rolled 8, 9, 7 + 3 = 27 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761

>>5013761

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

>>5013761
Kids can destroy kids.

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>>5013764
Well that was embarrassing.

>>5013762
Anon please, think of the children!

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>>5013762

Rolled 10, 2, 7 + 3 = 22 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
Let's try this one again

Rolled 8, 4, 6 + 3 = 21 (3d10 + 3)

>>5013761
I want to destroy children

>>5013762
Most excellent roll, anon

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You crack your neck and shoulders.
"Alright! Come on!"

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

"Yes..."

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

"Yea. What's with your names?"

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

"Wuh?"

"Ten-twins."

"OOOOOOOOH!"

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

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

"No. I'm the fourth."

"Wuh?"

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

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

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

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

As you keep swinging the scythe back and forth like a swing you pull it back until it's pointing upward then let it fall backwards and swing it as hard as you can. Hitting the hard as steel biscuit in front of you with the spine of the scythe you shoot it forward. Like a bullet fired from a gun it whistles as it flies past Nutmegs sisters and brothers and goes for the net of the boys. Newgo is the goalie and he has to stop his laughing and raise his hand to stop the puck from scoring. He manages to grab it with his bare hands but it's still spinning in his palm and when it stops it crumbles to dust. You see an actual bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.
"Oyoy. Since when do princes get fed steroids as a baby?"

You check the scythe out a little more before setting it down like a hockey stick.
"Eh. Not really my grove. I'm a sword and gun boy. Also why do you think I'm a noble?"

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

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

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

Meaning everything else is fair game.
"Ye!"

"Nutmeg!"

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

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

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

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

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

"Whoah. That's one tough net."

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

"Devil Fruit."

"Oh. Yeah that makes sense."

>Wanna see it?
>Yeah. (leave it at that)
>Other?

>>5013796
>Wanna see it?
Oh goody new batshit crazy friends!

>>5013796
>Wanna see it?
Don't really see a reason to play coy, it's not like we hide what we can do.

>>5013796
>>Wanna see it?

>>5013796
>>Wanna see it?

>>5013796
>Wanna see it?

Well. You just revealed your ability to Big Mom
but made frens
>writing

>>5013817
Its not like she wouldn't know anyways.

>>5013817
She's a yonko, I'm absolutely certain she has "friends" in the marines, and our ability is at this point very well documented by them. Not to mention just about everyone else we've ever ran into.
But more importantly: Frens!

>>5013817
Oh yeah, quick question, if we did let Smoothie juice Silver, would he taste like the most vile, toxic, poisonous shit to ever pass her lips?

>>5013838
It... would've been poisonous to some extent. Not the heart rupturing, liver shutting down, nervous system degrading kind. More like the you'll get diarrhea for the next couple days kind. But she can literally juice herself to squeeze out the toxin from her body.

No. It would've been the thickest, most concentrated gravy like juice she ever tasted which tasted a little bit like everything but mainly cheese. To the point that she'd expand a little bit and crush the bartable she was sitting on. Perospero would've almost choked on it.

>>5013842
Haaah, I love these mental images.

>>5013842
Well dammit now I'm hungry.

>>5013842
>>5013844
>Perospero starts to choke on it
>Silver asks if he's okay
>Perospero just stares at Silver and asks the same to him

"Wanna see it?"
With a poof you disappear and Nutmeg wonders what just happened until she hears your voice coming from below.
"Here!"

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

"Ew a bat ew ew ew!"

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

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

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

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

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

"Kekeke! Yeah he was pretty dumb!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay."

>>5013852
>You LIVE like this?!

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

"No. Why?"

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

"What kind of names are those?"

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

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

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

"Why?"

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

"Well I'm gonna."

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

"Well I'm still gonna."

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

"Thanks!"

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

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

>"Get your hand off my friend!"
>Watch and see how Big Moms kids handle this
>Other?

>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Remind me again what happened to the last guy who tried to fuck with one of our newfound frens?

because I somehow doubt Shirahosi is going to pop out of the ocean and ask us to pretty please be nice to this one.

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>>5013876
>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Oh boy, MURDER!

Also this guy must be the dumbest motherfucker to ever fuck a mother. I almost don't want to kill him just to see what Mama would do to him, but it's been like 3 days since our last massacre and I'm getting lightheaded.

>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"

>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"

>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Don't touch our Nut.

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>>5013876
>>"Get your hand off my friend!"
Oh boy its Murder O'Clock.

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>>5013747

>>5013876
>Ultraviolence
Why bother with words?

>>5013876
>Fucking kill him
>Use Ultraviolence

>>5013903
>Ultraviolence
Yeeeeah. That may happen just not the way you think

>writing

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

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

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

"Did you do that?"

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

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

"Here Nut-"

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

"Sure. You can move."

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

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

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

"Teeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!"

"Heheheheheh!"

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

"HAH!"
One swing across the cheek from Nutmeg and his jaw starts dangling as it's barely held in place by what little muscle remains there. The children surround him and their giggling intensifies. They then start meting out the mans punishment with obvious joy. He was disarmed, disemboweled and cut to tiny chunks by ten teenagers who repeatedly slammed their scythes into him. When they were done the Decuplets nailed what chunks were still identifiable to a nearby wall. There was no message left for people to find. It is clear enough as is. This crude matter that once used to be a person crossed the Charlotte family. And the same fate awaits all those who'd try again.

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>>5013934
>"P-Please! I just wanted to leave! I swear I won't do that again! J-Just let me-"

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

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

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

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

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

Also those teenagers were selfish, I thought we were friends. They didn't even let us get a hit in. I'm tired of getting blueballed dammit ⋋_⋌

>>5013938
Bloodthirsty anon pls, we don't need to be literally always killing. Still though I really want to get through the training arc so we stop having shit armament so we don't randomly get totally fucked by a random logia later on.

>>5013940
Basically I don't want a second banana man incident, because that sucked.

>>5013938
Not sure you know how the island and "taxation" works but he has no ways to leave anyway and he's a cornered rat that REALLY wants to leave. So he'd kidnap one of her kids in the vague hope that he could maybe bribe her to let him go. And stowing away? On ships belonging to prominent members of the underworld? Might be a worse fate than staying

>>5013941
Yeah but it was a pounding we learned from. Any fight you can walk away from and use as an opportunity to plot revenge is, well, not a win, but it ain't a loss either.

>>5013951
You'd think he'd be smarter then to kidnap one of them right in front of a massive horde of them though, seems like a bad idea all around.

>>5013951
I'm taking from the quotations that it ain't money. Also yeah that's fair, but being a cornered rat is no excuse for taking a tiger cub by the tail and saying it's your hostage to a pack of like 80 bigger tigers.

>>5013953
The ork method of thinking. If you managed to get away they didn't beat you. And if you die then it doesn't matter so you didn't lose then either.

>>5013953
Oh I agree, I just really don't want a repeat of that and the best way for that is get gud because if we get that messed up again we might not escape next time and to impel down we would go, which would suck.

>>5013958
Noooooooo. No it is not
There is also another tidbit I forgot to mention so I'll just put both here in spoilers
It's life. One month of your life every six months. You pay or leave. And if you pick leave you die. If you try to escape you also die because the waters around Tot Land are FILLED with sea slugs that report any unauthorized entries or exits. Meaning they KNOW. And they WILL hunt you down. Tot Land is a trap. Anyone can enter and live there happily. Nobody can leave. And it gets worse...

>>5013961
All I'm hearing is that if you want to leave you just need to be able to outswim a warship or two. ez pz

>>5013968
>outswim
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
Can you outswim the ocean?

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>>5013961
Hell of a protection racket Big Meme is running.

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

I mean that's basically saying that this sugar coated cyanide tablet is better than being stabbed, but at least it comes in different flavors.

>>5013971
>Can you outswim the ocean?
Well seeing as swimming is literally just slapping and kicking water until it lets you move that is implied, yes.

>>5013972
Yea it's very nice. If you don't mind the 80 or so schizoids she produced. Or her terminal insanity. Terminal for you, not her.

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>>5013975
Not remotely what I meant

>>5013940
>Looks back at the rolls for our armament
I'm sorry to say Anon, but we're always going to have a comparably shite armament compared to observation/conquerers if only because literally everyone failed to his the target number, even well beyond the first three that officially count. Justgotta find a way to work around it.

Also Ten-Twins: "Everyone's afraid of us cause we're Charlottes"
Also the Ten-Twins: Let's show our new friend this carefully choreographed execution/brutal murder thing we worked on!
Truly we have found likeminded fools.

>>5013977
IF YOU SLAP AND KICK IT HARD ENOUGH IT'LL GO AWAY

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

Yes it is so simple. Just swim harder.

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

There are worse fates.

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

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

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

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

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

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

You thump your chest.
"Pirate remember?"

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

"Nuh-uh not me!"

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

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

"What?"

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

>Hey. Dummy. I'll come and visit. And I'll leave after like I said
>Hmmmm. Yeah. You know what? I like this place! I'll think about it!
>Pfffft. Sorry! The sea is the only home for me. But thanks for offering!
>Other?