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"Mmmmm. Yes!"
You like hearing the stuff she says.

"Oh I knew that already. But I'm not sure how good of a captain you really are. Are you better than ours?"

"Bet!"

"Then you SURELY know what the nearby islands are like. For example this one that this log pose is pointing to! The wobbly one."

You confidently smile at Nami.
"I know which one that is! But I'm not telling you!"

"W-What?"

"You thought I'd spoil the fun? Go and find out for yourself. Weenie!"
You push her off of you. She seems offended.

"Hmph. When exactly did you get smart?"

"I'm not smart. I just had most of the dumb beaten out of me. And while you guys were lazing around we were hard at work here-"

"HEY!"
Usopp shouts at you.
"Who are you calling lazy? You have no idea what kind of hell some of us went through! We were hard at work as well! After Sabaody we realized we needed to get better so we decided to prepare for the New World!"
You glare at him and tap your sword.
"EEEK!"

"Yes. Very convincing. You got stronger. I admit that. But I don't think you are ready for anything. I can already see it. You go out, you beat some people up and feel good about yourself. Then you'll bite off more than you can chew. I've seen it."
You tap your arm.
"Kid was like that. Then Red Hair took his arm. Funniest thing I've heard!"

"From the looks of it you lost it yourself."
The swordsman takes a stab at you.

"His was taken. I gave it up. Big difference!"

"Really? Then why don't you put your money where your mouth is?"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe."
He taps one of his many swords.

>I guess I could use the workout
>Nah. Not now. There are children in here.
>Other?

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>>5214809
>Nah. Not now.

Dont really need to prove anything to Zoro or even the other Straw Hats. Goofy, while not the brightest already gets it, he just plans on powering through the problem and the danger like a rat gnawing through a lead pipe. It's not our job to set his crew straight, either he does it or they die.

Now if Goofy was the one offering a fight I'd be down to clown so hard you'd call me Bozo.

>>5214809
>>I guess I could use the workout
Let's dance!

>>5214809
>I guess I could use the workout

Dance dance, wherever ye may be! I am the lord of the dance said he, and I'll lead you all wherever ye me be.
And I'll lead you all to the dance said he.

Also silly Nami, we're married now! That means we're doubly immune to your schemes

>>5214809
>>I guess I could use the workout

>>5214832
I wonder how smug Nutmeg felt when she saw us just drop Nami like a set of left handed golf clubs.

>>5214809
>I guess I could use the workout
imagine refusing a challenge

>>5214809
>I guess I could use the workout
Let our fists talk.. or rather our steel

>>5214839
I'd say one third happy-cuddly feelings, one third smug bastard and at least two thirds hoe is getting stabbed.

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Alright. Majority decided to enter a dick measuring contest with Zoro
>writing

Give me 3d10+4, dc 20, no crit
Zoro is still a big boye but not as big as the stuff you've been facing

>>5214822
I feel you bruva. Unfortunately it looks like most did not agree

>>5214809
>I guess I could use the workout

Rolled 2, 4, 10 + 4 = 20 (3d10 + 4)

>>5214856

>>5214856

Rolled 9, 3, 5 + 4 = 21 (3d10 + 4)

>>5214859

Rolled 7, 6, 2 + 4 = 19 (3d10 + 4)

>>5214856
putting two-bit pirates in their place is kind of our main contribution to outer heaven

Rolled 2, 10, 9 + 4 = 25 (3d10 + 4)

>>5214856
watch THIS

Rolled 10, 1, 8 + 4 = 23 (3d10 + 4)

>>5214856
Because if we let one person challenge us, on our home turf, and get away with it it's gonna lead to a lot more of that nonsense.
Which would get in the way of adventure!

>>5214822
>>5214856
It's not about proving that we can beat Zorro, it's about proving that we will never back down from a challenge.

>>5214870
Fair. Also looks like Zoro's gonna be pissing blood after this. So basically one of his usual fights.

>>5214874
It's gonna be weird being on the other side of that for once.

>>5214856
god zoro's gonna be one bad fight stronger after this. all his cannon fights are gonna be slaughters

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"YAAAAWN! Alright. I'm game. But only a little. Don't wanna mess up my place and I'm a bit sleepy after that meal. So how about just something quick?"

"Fine by me."
Both of you get up from your seats and start moving downwards.

As you're about to leave however Nutmeg pulls you back.
"Hey. Good luck!"

"Thanks!"

You go down with Roronoa and have the area cleared for you. It wouldn't be too nice if someone got caught in your clash. Zoro then pulls the bandanna off his sleeve and puts it on his head. He then draws two blades and puts one of them in his mouth, then he takes out his last sword with his freed up hand.
"I gotta say, I've been itching to try on for size for a while now."

"How are you talking like that?"

"Now we'll see if you're a swordsman or just a dumbass with a sharp stick."
He crosses his arms in front of him with the swords pointing upwards. You get a chill from just looking at him.

"Oooooh. You got spicy swords too! Nice!"
Your skeletal hand moves to withdraw Argent from its scabbard. Instinctively you hold the sword with both hands as you suspect you'll need it.
"I always wondered what happens when those clash!"

"Santoryu: Rengoku-"

As he's pulling back in preparation for the attack you start to focus and your eyes glint red.
"Red Voice!"

"-ONI GIRI!"

He takes off in a mad dash so fast he disappears from sight. In that instant you take a step forward and thrust out the tip of Argent with all your might. A loud crash can be heard when Zoro suddenly appears at blade point. There is no impact, no great explosion, nothing. Just him standing there with his three swords crossed at a single point and Argent holding all three back. His sole eye quickly darts to where you struck him. He is too seasoned of a fighter to display shock from just that. But from the spike in his heartbeat it becomes obvious that he is in disbelief.

"Zowie that was close!"
Another step forward and you blow his swords back. He stumbles backwards before stopping, his blades shaking.

"How did you-"

"That's where the weakpoint is, isn't it?"
You tap your shoulder with Argents spine.
"Just before striking you cross all three swords to hit someone with three times power. Smart. But if you hit that point with just enough strength you can stop it all."

"I-Incredible..."

"Hmmmm? What's wrong Soul King? You're shivering."

"Nothing Jinbe-san. I'm just... taken aback. I haven't seen Zoros marvelous swordplay in two years. And now his technique is more terrifying than ever. And yet... the young man perfectly stopped it. That thrust was... perfect."

>>5214901
>your eyes glint red.
hmmmm

>>5214910
That's just an observation haki thing

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Reminder that Sanji is a forever virgin who lusts after every woman he sees, while the absolute gigachad Silver is happily married to this this cutie, who he pounds raw every single night
And Sanji has to live the rest of his life while knowing this fact, and even has to watch them be all lovey dovey with eachother.

>>5214926
No, that's a bat-powered observation haki thing.
And I love that we're such an obvious good guy that our eyes glow red.

>>5214926
Haki makes you grow back missing pieces of you?

>>5214927
Sanji's problem is the same as Brock's problem. He'd be happily married and settled down with a nice lady if he didnt have to spend almost every waking hour of his life chasing after a super powerful child who apperantly got the attention of any and every diety looking for a quick laugh.

Zoro just stands there for a solid few seconds contemplating what just happened. Finally it looks like he arrived to a conclusion when he takes the sword from his mouth, sheathes all three and takes off his bandanna.
"What's wrong? Had enough?"

"You don't want to destroy this place right? I'm afraid that wouldn't be possible. So... I apologize for my actions. Please forgive me."
He gives you a little bow out of respect and you can hear from the creaking of his bones just how stiff he is. He's pissed.

"It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes. I do it a lot."

"Now if you'll excuse me-"
He returns to his comrades with most of them calling his name, except the chef who calls him a mosshead and insults him.
"Shut up Sanji. Just shut up."
You grin. He's so mad.

After returning to your seat Nutmeg sits in your lap and gives you a big hug as your reward. Meanwhile you look at the Straw Hats with the biggest smile you can produce.
"See? You can gloat how strong you got, you can go out and do whatever you please. But don't think just because you got a little Haki and can hit hard means you'll win. This place eats weenies alive. Remember that."
You look over the Straw Hats and all of them except Jinbe, Luffy and Nico Robin who understood this already are taken aback by the realization. The nervous looks on their faces please you to no end.

>"Alright. Party is over! Got places to go! Crime won't commit itself you know!"
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Insert name here)
>Other?

>>5214910
>>5214931
Silver still has an eye socket. That can glow
I totally didn't just write that wrong. Nono.

>>5214935
>>"Alright. Party is over! Got places to go! Crime won't commit itself you know!"

>>5214935
>>"Alright. Party is over! Got places to go! Crime won't commit itself you know!"

>>5214932
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)
He is a super cool skellington. Also, we should get him to meet Lyda.

>>5214935
>"Alright. Party is over! Got places to go! Crime won't commit itself you know!"

>>5214946
fair point, skellymen are pretty rad
>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)

>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)
Cool skeleton man!

>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)
You know, I'm something of a skeleton myself.


Note to self: Next time arrange a cookoff, just to trick the hats into eating some of Gu's spicier creations. If there is a less-then-lethal next time that is.

>>5214932
Everybody's got an excuse, but didn't nothin' stop Silver.

>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Insert name here)
>Luffy

Big Sis gave us a mission of world conquest for extended family time last thread and I want to turn that into a race between us. Either he gets One Piece and becomes the Pirate King or we topple the entire world government and turn the globe into anarchic trashfire first.

Whoever wins gets bragging rights for an entire year. No backsies

>>5214959
To be fair Silver found a lady (possibly ladies) who have no problem traveling the world and all that malarkey. They can all also handle themselves in a fight(even Fishy can call for help). Sanji's taste in women (barring his crewmates) tends to be the type of girl who'd own a fainting couch.

>>5214963
He DOES have female crewmates that he's into, though. And he's a little beta cuckboy servant instead of making a move.

>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)

Sanji would be a great character if he didn't have the simp meme tacked onto him.

>>5214935
>You could talk with the Straw Hats a bit more if you desired. But whom? (Brook)

>>5214965
Nico's not interested and unless his cock is gold plated or he has a diamond cockring Nami wouldn't give him the time of day. Which honestly makes it sadder.

>>5214973
It says something that the fanfic where he's hatefucking zorro makes him less of a cuck. Nothing good mind you, but definitely something.

>>5214986
Neither of them take him seriously because he's such a beta cuckboy about it.
If he just made a serious confession instead of fawning over them like an idiot, they might actually fucking consider it.

Skelly boi time
>writing

>>5214988
At this point if he did that they'd consider him an imposter and Nico would snap his neck.

>>5214992
Sounds a little sussy to me, bro

>>5214995
Oh goddammit. Been spending too much time with the kid, that was completely subconscious.

Clearly I've been compromised.

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Deciding that you should probably break the awkward silence. Though you're not sure who to talk to. But then Lyda starts tugging at your suit and points meekly at the living pile of bones. That should be good enough.
"Hey. Skellington."

"Erm. Me?"

"Ye. Have we met before? I can't remember. I hit my head a lot recently."

"Erm. I believe we did but briefly."

"Are you related to Soul King by any chance?"

"Actually I am him. I've been performing as a minor celebrity for the better part of the last two years. Yohoho!"

"Cool!"

"HNNNNNNG! Enough! Ask him how he's moving NOW!"
Lyda erupts impatiently.

"Sheesh."

"Yohohohoho! Are you interested in me young lady? Why thank you very much for your attention. I will answer immediately! But may I ask something in return?"
Stitches nods.
"May I see your pan-"
The skeleton then gets beaten into the ground by all the ladies around. Fearing for him Lyda digs him out and makes sure that nothing happened to the remarkable specimen.
"T-Thank you young lady. You're a real life saver! Now... what were you asking? I believe I may have suffered a concussion."

"W-Well. I would like to know how it is possible for you to move around like that without any connective tissue is all."

"Ah. I have a very simple answer to that."
Soul King then stands up on the table and starts musically shouting.
"The secret is THE SOUUUUUUL~!"

"E-Eh?"

"I know it may be hard to believe but I ate the Yomi Yomi no Mi. It's a legendary fruit which allows the person who eats it to resurrect once."

"A-And it revives you as a skeleton?"

"Ah. No. You see this was a little mistake. When my soul returned to the land of the living my ship was stuck in the Florian Triangle, a quite foggy area. And well, I couldn't find my body until it was nothing but bones. But through the magic of the fruit I was still reborn! At first not even I could believe my own eyes, even though I have no eyes to speak of YOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"Ah. That makes sense. That falls in line with standard Devil Fruit behavior."

"E-Eh?"

"Still. To think there are multiple fruits that interact with something incorporeal as the soul."

"M-Multiple?!"

"Erm. Mister Soul King Sir. May I-"

"Y-Yes?"

"May I-"
Lyda gulps.
"May I DISSECT YOU?!"

"WHAAAAAAT?! NONONONONONONO! WAIT A MINUTE! Even though I don't have any flesh I still can't let you dissect it! That is way too scary!"

"Please! Pretty please! I simply must know how the soul functions! PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE!"

"NO! NO! NO! I REFUSE!"

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After several minutes of trying to calm him down and explaining the situation to him Brook the skeleton finally manages to relax with the cup of poppy tea that he got from Gu.
"SSSSSSSIP! Ah. That is very nice tea good sir! Thank you very much!"

"Hmmm. So he can digest food. Noted. Also stop slurping! It's disgusting!"

"But I see. So you are a doctor then! That makes sense. I imagine the concept of life after death fascinates you quite a bit doesn't it?"

"Y-Yes. I had minimal interaction with life essence before. That's how Shelley here was made! But I don't think my fruits main purpose is handling the soul so it's not ideal. It'd further my research quite a bit if I could study someone like you whose primary power relates to the soul."

"Alas my answer is still no. You see my soul is bound to my bones as yours is bound to flesh. It can't be removed just like that!"

"Now hold on a minute! You literally ejected your soul from your body in Fish-man Island!"

"WHY DID YOU TELL HER THAT USOPP?!"
Brook starts shaking the long nose man.

"S-So... you can remove your own soul?"

"Yes. I am ashamed to admit that I can. The true reason why I must refuse is... I'M AFRAID OF NEEDLES!"

Lyda puffs her cheeks and turns away from him.
"Fine. Be a big baby about it! In that case I won't offer to graft a new body onto your bones for free!"

"W-Wait. You can do that?"

"The doctor has an entire building for implanting, transplanting and removing organs. She even managed to assemble an entire person from spare parts. Remember?"
Gu mocks the skeleton.
"Anyway doctor. If you won't have him does that mean I can make soup out of him? I want to know if I can extract his soul that way."

"WAITWAITWAIT!"
Brook protests.
"Lady. I got the message. But I sadly must decline. Have we met a bit before I may have taken you up on that offer. Returning to the living as a flesh and blood human sounds mighty tempting. Unfortunately I quite grew to like my current situation. Not to mention how I'm much more useful to my captain this way. And he likes my aesthetics too, even though I'm only bones yohohohoho!"

Stitches nods.
"I understand. Don't worry. I'm a doctor after all. I may not have sworn an oath but I wouldn't hurt a patient. I'll respect your decision and simply continue to seek the secrets of life on my own."

Feeling happy with how that went you finally clap your hands together.
"ALRIGHT! I think that's enough. Everyone, finish your food now!"
With a snap of your fingers you call the waiters to clean the table up for you.
"There is plenty to do and crime won't commit itself! The Goof Troop may uses Outer Heaven like anyone else. But if you want something you're gonna have to pay for it like everyone else too! Got that? And once we're outside there will be no rules. You got that?"

"Shishishi!"

The party disbands quickly and everyone goes to rest before another incident happens between the two crews and you'd have to fight each other. As you lay in bed next to Nutmeg she turns on her side and looks at you.
"So tomorrow we sail out huh?"

"We?"

"Of course! What, did you think I'd stay here like a trophy wife? I'm a Charlotte! I'm coming with you whether you like it or not!"

"No. Of course! That's rad! I just didn't know if you wanted to come."

"Of course I do! You promised me a honeymoon remember? Besides big, tall and green kept giving me the stink eyes the whole day. I think she wants me dead."

"I'll talk with her about it tomorrow."

"Uh-huh. You should also write to that big fish everyone keeps mentioning. Sounds like someone important."

"Yeah..."

"Is something wrong?"

"It's Shelley. I've been waiting for this for two years. I wanna go out as soon as I can! But I'm not sure if she should come or not. She's a weenie and this is the New World..."

"Hey-"
She grabs you by the cheeks and turns your head so you look her in the eye.
"-you already know the answer to that."

"Yeah..."

>She should come. Her place is with us
>No. It's too dangerous for a little girl. She'll be safe here
>The decision is hers
>Other?

>The decision is hers

>>5215070
>The decision is hers
She's still just a kid, but so was will. It was his choice then, and it's Shelly's now.

>>5215070
>>The decision is hers

>>5215070
>She should come. Her place is with us
We were dumb enough to drag Will into the new world and I'm sure we're dumb enough to bring dear Shelley.

>>5215070
>>The decision is hers

>>5215070
>The decision is hers

We recruiting anyone else in the New World?

>>5215081
If we meet someone interesting enough

>>5215081
If the person is cool

>>5215070
>The decision is hers

If we were willing to bring Will when he asked we can do the same for her if she's game.

>>5215081
if they’re not a weenie

>>5215070
>The decision is hers

>>5215102
>The decision is hers

>giving the literal child the right to choose in a dangerous situation
kek

>writing

>>5215119
Hey, it's what Silver did when he was younger and he didn't see anything wrong with that.

>>5215119
Hows that any different when Silver makes a big decision?

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>>5215119
Like a manchild such as yourself has any room to talk

>>5215119
Hey, Silver's showing restraint by not just putting the child in danger immediately.

>>5215119
It will teach her independence

>>5215119
She's a big girl.

>>5214927
Silver is an absolute cuddleslut. He's in it for the intimacy more than the pleasure. This gives him an aura of romantic approachability that Sanji lacks because he's just an absolute fiend. Sanji would totally pull if he didn't constantly scream "I'll suck your toes for you to fart in my ear" energy.

>>5215143
I dont know what I hate more. The fact that you phrased it like that or the fact that I completely understood what you meant.

What a horrible day to have literary comprehension and short term memory.

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>>5215143
>"I'll suck your toes for you to fart in my ear"
Pure profit, Sanji is a shrewd businessman.

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"She's the one who'll have to decide."

"Yeah. That's what freedom is, isn't it?"

"Yeah..."

The next day you try to break things down to Shelley so she understands. You fail miserably and so does Lyda. She just doesn't get it.
"Adventure? Yeay!"
Well, maybe she does. But she seems enthusiastic to come. So you must acquiesce.

The other pressing matter that you must deal with is of course Sandersonia. When you find her she is brandishing a wooden plank raised above her head. She's contemplating smashing it down on Nutmeg but she can not bring herself to do it. When you clear your throat to make yourself known she tries to hide the plank behind her back but it's way too big and sticks out even when covered by the rather large woman.
"Ah-hahaha. Silver! It's good to see you! I was just erm... going to repair this sign here! Yes. It's so confusing around here. We should have more signs that point where things are! Hehe..."

Nutmeg just sighs and takes her leave.
"I'm gonna give you two some room. Sort this shit out. Before ol' swirly eyes murks me."

As she leaves you look at Sandersonia and place your hands on your hip.
"What is the problem? Why don't you like Nutmeg?"

"Me? Nah! Never! I absolutely ADORE-"
You hear the plank splinter.
"-that little sk-special pink girl! I totally do!"

If her voice wasn't enough the way her eyes look makes it apparent that she is full of rage.
"Don't lie to me. I don't like that. And Nutmeg grew up with a bunch of murderous weirdos. She can also tell when someone wants to kill her. Come on. Out with it. I want everyone to be nice to each other."

"Nice? You want me to be nice to THAT FIL-FRIEND? After what she did to me?!"

That gets your attention.
"She did something to you? That's the first I've heard that."

"After she stole my-"
She swallows hard and then starts panting.
"I'm sorry Silver! I got carried away! I... I promise I'll behave from now on."

"NO!"
You slam your hand forward and touch the wall with your palm. You meant to push her up against it but with her being four times your size you just look silly now.
"Tell me what is your problem NOW! I won't ask again!"

"She-"
Sandersonias eyes start to water up as she's breaking under your pressure.
"She STOLE YOU FROM ME!"

As she begins to cry in front of you suddenly things make sense.
"Oooooooh... I get it now. Why didn't you say something before?"

"I-I thought you knew..."

"You know I'm not that smart. Anyway this is a fine pickle. I get why you're upset now. If someone took the milk I wanted to drink so badly I'd be upset too. Hmmm..."

>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better
>I'm sorry. But you should've said something sooner
>If it bothers you that much maybe it'd be best if you went back home
>Other?

>>5215174
>>If it bothers you that much maybe it'd be best if you went back home

>>5215174
>>I'm sorry. But you should've said something sooner

>>5215174
>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better
>But then we need to get Nutmeg to come back so we can all figure this out.
>Pull out the Bibble, you seem to remember something about a guy with a lot of wives in there somewhere.

>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better
>But then we need to get Nutmeg to come back so we can all figure this out.
>Pull out the Bibble, you seem to remember something about a guy with a lot of wives in there somewhere.

>>5215174
>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better

>>5215174
>>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better

>>5215181
>Support
You should have stayed nutmeg

>>5215174
>You should've said something sooner. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better.
If Silver doesn't know how marriage works then this is the logical outcome. Wheter it actually happens depends on how Nutmeg feels about it.

>>5215192
Leaving Silver unsupervised is a disaster waiting to happen.

>>5215174
>>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better

>>5215194
He does in the sense that he knows it makes families and a family is like one of the greatest things he wants.

The more people he likes in his family the better.

>>5215181
>>5215174

yeah this
as long as nutmeg doesn't mind, more family is more better

>>5215184
>184>Fine. I'll marry you too if it'll make you feel better
>>But then we need to get Nutmeg to come back so we can all figure this out.
>>Pull out the Bibble, you seem to remember something about a guy with a lot of wives in there somewhere.
I wonder if Ann sometimes regrets giving us a bible without explaining the underlying morality of it.

>>5215194
Pretty sure Spider told him you can only have one partner.

>>5215181
I'm backing this because it'll lead to more fun

>>5215202
Have a 100 Christians read the Bible and you will 100 different interpretations of what it says.

>>5215205
Then clearly she wasn't reading the Bibble.

Seriously you remember Lot, dude who offered up his daughters to be gangraped by a mob to stop them raping Angels? He himself gets date raped by his daughters so they can have kids.

And he was the "most virtuous" guy in two cities.

Us getting married more than once is tame.

>>5215215
>And he was the "most virtuous" guy in two cities.
Well, those two cities were wiped from the face of the earth for being especially awful.

Though a more positive example of double marriage would be Israel (nèe Jacob) and Rachel and Leah

>>5215205
If I remember correctly, it was very brief and Silver didn't get why. Furthermore, from the way Silver prioritizes things, I doubt that he would remember it without being reminded.

>>5215219
Where Jacob was tricked into it by her father when he really wanted to marry her sister.

I have a strange but nagging sensation that this is going to end with Nutmeg killing Sonia.
Cause I don't know if she'd be down like that, it's always nice to see Anons doing a "bad" move because its in character and Silver just doesn't know what the fuck he's doing when it comes to "emotions"

Alright. Silver do be going the way of fucking Temujin it seems
>writing

>>5215228
Silver would intervene if she did

>>5215229
I didn't know we had a multiple emoji

>>5215228
Nutmeg will definitely get really mad by this.

>>5215235
It's an april fools thing
We reddit nao
🤤

>>5215229
Is Silver gonna have 2 bodycounts or is he going to have to stop a catfight?

>>5215229
But he's Silver Spooks, not golden.

>>5215236
Yea, it's almost like he's an emotionally stunted child whose primary interaction with the world is violence and uses said violence to get what he wants without really having to take things into consideration, and is thusly hilariously unprepared for the kind of drama relationships can cause.
It's great. I mean it'l be horrible, but I bet Spooks will spin some real good shit out of it.

>>5215240
Well gold is just buttered silver so.

>>5215239
>>5215236
Honestly I think they're going to be more confused than angry once Silver explains his thought process.

He clearly doesnt operate on lust, he doesnt give a shit for money, and he thinks politics is something that happens in a bathroom after some bad fish.

>>5215245
Remember her reaction the first time Shelley was mentioned?
Naah, I think she's gonna get get hurt. She might be able to understand that he didnt act out of malice or greed but humans are not rational creatures like that.

>>5215174
>I'm sorry. But you should've said something sooner

>>5215261
>>5215291
The vote is over

You scratch your head.
"Well you really should've said something sooner. But fine. I'll marry you if that makes you feel better."

"M-Ma-"

"But we need Nutmeg to come back so we can figure all this out. Oh. And probably I need to check what the Bible says about that. There has to be someone in there who married multiple times. Hmmmm."
Before flipping through the book you go and call Nutmeg back so she can be present as well.

"Yeah? Managed to cool her down?"
She looks at Soni.
"Huh. What did you do to her? She looks frozen. Hello?"

"I think she likes me. I told her I'd marry her if it makes her feel better. But she has to be nice from now on."
Nutmeg crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow at you before turning to Sandersonia.

"Hmmm. Really? Hey! Snake!"
She starts snapping her fingers.
"You hear me?"

"Uh-uwhat?"

"You okay with this arrangement?"

"I-I'm not sure. Are you?!"

"Listen. I have over fifty siblings and two dozen stepdads. This isn't my first rodeo. I'm asking if YOU are okay with it!"

"I... don't know. I hardly know what marriage is, much less that you could do it with multiple people."

"What are you, a kuja?"

"Yeah."

Nutmeg laughs at her.
"Oh boy! You're in for a rude awakening! Don't worry. I taught him the ropes already! Just don't forget! You asked for this!"

"Waitwaitwait! Are you actually okay with this?!"

"I'm not too thrilled. But when I think about not needing to constantly watch my back because of you or that you'll be taking the heat off of me I start to realize that this is not such a bad deal! So yeah. Go ahead. Do it. But if you're still gonna cause trouble for me or if you do anything to him I'm turning you into a purse, you hear?"
She then looks at you.
"As for you mister. This does not mean you can just go from island to island claiming every woman you want! You hear?"

"Why would I do that? I'm only doing this to her because she's nice and my friend. She came all the way here despite her big mean sister just to help!"

"Aw... you're such a stupid little lovely dork. But I still don't want this to be a regular occurrence! I don't care if you find a nice milkmaid on every island we visit!"

"Milkmaid?"

"Forget I said that! Now. Promise me she's the last one! Okay?"

"But-"

Nutmeg slaps herself on the forehead.
"What now? You got more? Is that it?"

"Well the bible says a guy can have more wives."

"Yeah? Well you gotta be more considerate!"

"Okay. Okay. Then how about I can get as many wives as I have fingers? You know, because of the rings."

Nutmeg starts pondering before snapping her finger.
"No. You were a weenie. You lost an arm. You lost wife privileges."

"Aw shucks. So that makes three more?"

"Two. You don't wear rings on your thumb. Because it looks weird."

"Oh. You're right."

>>5215295
Well, Marcy will be pleased.

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>>5215295
So Silver can get 4 wives? Based.

>>5215295
Ahhh, I wanted a murder.

>tfw the girls overhear silver can have two more wives
The bloodbath cometh.

>>5215295
>"Milkmaid?"
best part of the post

>>5215305
Who are the contenders do you think? From the top of my head I would say: Marcella, Hagetaka, Ann and Shirahoshi

"What... just happened?"
Sandersonia looks confused as Nutmeg slaps her thigh.

"Congratulations snake! You'll be the second wife."

"...why did you agree to that so readily?"

"You'll learn when you can't move or about to die of dehydration in the morning..."

With that somehow settled you can safely say that you just averted a crisis. Somehow. Nutmeg doesn't seem too upset by this, hell she looks almost pleased by this because with more people around she'll need to do less babysitting herself. And Sandersonia... well she is taking it about as well as you'd think. She's still frozen in place and trying to process what just happened. You decided to let her resolve that on her own and gave a letter to Pascia that she must deliver to Soni as soon as she recovered from her stupor. Once you return to Outer Heaven you'll fulfill your promise. But not now. Now it's adventure time!

Going over to the Dauntless you are greeted by Hagetaka who is about to report to you.
"Captain. The crew are waiting you on the ship. We already loaded up our supply storage. And the Dauntless is in perfect condition. We are ready to depart on your order."

"Thanks. Jaws?"

"On the Dauntless coordinating things. I decided to report in his stead to lessen his burden."

"That's mighty kind of you Angel. Well then! Let's board her and set sails! I can't WAIT to get started!"

"Ah. But one more thing captain. I also took the liberty to look at the log pose and have a request-"
As opposed to Paradise the New World is so densely packed with islands that their magnetic fields overlap and can cause regular poses to run wild. Travel in the New World necessitates a special device that's basically 3 poses taped together. Each one picks up a different route. So you have a choice between 3 different islands. And the more a pin moves the more wild and chaotic the magnetic fields are. Meaning more fun.
"-and I must request we take a specific path."

"Yes?"

"It seems we caught the route to a sky island. I'd like to go there."

"Why?"

"Back on Sabaody I met with the Mad Monk. To my shock he had wings just as I do. He asked me which sky island I'm from. I believe if there is a trace of my ancestral homeland I'll find it up there."

"KEK! Sounds good! I always wanted to go to the sky! Alright! We set sails for Sky Island!"

>>5215295
>it worked out
Nutmeg is a good wife.

And that is as far as I can go today.
I already felt myself slipping writing that last post.
So I'll be signing off for now. Due to popular demand I'll do 2 scenes with members of the 2 crews interacting with each other. May do more depending on how I feel about it

Anyways. Have a good night. And I'll catch you guys later

>>5215335
Night Spooky, thanks for the run.

Also Nutmeg is best waifu confirmed, as if there were any doubts.

>>5215335
Thanks for running spooks!
...What the hell just happened?

>>5215335
Thanks for running!

>>5215337
The will of God.

>>5215335
Thanks for running Spooks

>>5215335
thanks for running

>>5215337
Nutmeg, never even hearing of a stable family structure and knowing what an emotional slut Silver is AND because getting impaled on occasion is fun and exciting but painful and tiresome if done every day agreed to let Silver... acquire reinforcements.
And rather than stop him she instead decided to... limit the amount of fuckery he is about to unleash. Because that's what responsible wives do

>>5215865
She may just be the second smartest person Silver has ever met.

>>5215878
Who's the first?

>>5215899
The old granny who just fuckin' died. Think about it. Didn't say a word, got what she wanted and died with a smile. That's like 5d chess.

>>5215899
>>5215899
Nutmeg almost died on her wedding night, huh?

>>5216171
Died is such a crude word. Reached Nirvana is a prettier description.
Though it was mutual and a group effort

>>5216265
And enthusiastic from the sounds of it considering Silver can vibrate on command.

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>>5216588

>>5216591
Silver used his wang as a bludgeon, he knows to to vibrate it because it hits harder that way. Nutmeg must have a bruised, but stuffed, and satisfied womb.

So...two more wives, eh?


...I'm throwing in my vote for Marcella and Shirahoshi!

>>5217428
Yeah this

>>5217428
marcella is imouto.i say we wait and see what adventures ahead bring us before we have to ruin luffy's path again.

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>Kaido hears about us being open to multiple wives
>Decides to send Yamamoto to us both to get her out if his hair and to potentially bribe us into joining him
>Yamamoto is sent literally kicking and screaming to us, all tied up and in a box
>Silver just blanky stares at her for a few seconds, before placing the lid back on the box while maintaining the blank look, because god damn it, he does not know how to mentally unpack this shit

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>>5217497
>Yamamoto
>Not Yamato

This opens up several, uncomfortable, questions.

>>5217497
Nah, he'd just break her free and tell her where the docks are, lend her some cash, and send her on her way for her own adventure.

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>>5217497
>Yamamoto

>>5217428
I don't know anything about haremshit, but I say one of the wives be Silver. He seems like an upstanding young man

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>>5217497
>Yamamoto

So. I was thinking that if I can squeeze in some writing time I'll be able to run on Tuesday.
And tomorrow I'll aim to deliver those omakes I promised.
Sounds good?

>>5217497
>>5217536
>>5217881
>>5217933
NO! There will be no grampa fucking! Even IF he has a marvelous beard

>>5218175
But bro, 1000+ years of experience. Think of how many tricks he knows.

Just my opinion, but I kinda wanna waifu people from outside the crew. Everyone feels too family like, like Haga is the cool older sister, Marc is the foul mouthed street sister, and Spider is already married to God. One spot belongs to fishy but I not sure about the other one

>>5218312
i want to fuck my sister and marcy is #1 on the list

I will be the sole advocate of sticking with just Nugmeg and Sandersonia, bigamy is peak comfy.

>>5218312
I advocate for Poison Pink, on the grounds of cucking sanji emotionally. Alternatively shipping Gu and Poison Pink for maximum sanji cuck, and marrying Yamato as number 4 is also acceptable.

>>5218359
I thought that we were gonna try and set Gu up with Marigold since she has the King Cobra model devil fruit, and he's interested in their venom...

>>5218312
Fuck you, I wanna raw dog our boat until it gives us rowboats. Splits in my dick be damned

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>>5218382
Yes

>>5218380
But just imagine how hard sanji will be devastated when the only living member of his family who cares about him tells she likes Gu's food better cause of all the poison.

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>>5218382
>>5218395
Counterpoint: MASSIVE FISH TITTIES

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>>5218175
By the way Spooks, since we're heading out into the New World properly, how are we bringing Tiny? I know he was originally just sorta standing/sitting on the Dauntless, but I'm pretty sure it was stated that wasn't a long term solution, especially with the weather. So assuming you haven't already thought of a solution, might I propose a smaller secondary ship that latches onto the side of the Dauntless and acts a sidecar/portable forge for our cursed craftsmen. Bonuspoints if it looks like pick related, one of those fish that clean the sharks. (I've always pictured the Dauntless resemnleing a shark interms of design given the front unhinged into a set of jaws)

>>5218437
No, BOAT.

>>5218437
Countercounterpoint: No ship no life

And if you suggest even for a second replacing Daunty I'll cry and write a strongly worded letter to your governor.

>>5217428
Fishy's a definite but I'm not sure if we need to go any farther than that.

I honestly don't know if any other person we've met has actually broken past the batshit barrier like her, Sandersonia, and Nutmeg managed to do.

I mean our crew has, but that's less in the "I can't help but love this guy" way than the "Oh fuck me I've adopted/been adopted by this maniac."

I mean, Luffy understands us too, but no, definitely not. Not because he's a dude but because he's Luffy and our rival and I don't care what fujo's say or what gaybaiting anime dual leads have taught them, some shit is fucking /sacred/. He also has the sex drive of a rock.

>>5218702
Who knows, maybe we'll find a mink and that'll complete the multi racial harem.

I cant wait to see Boa and Marigold's reaction to their wedding invitations.

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>>5217536
>>5217881
>>5217933

Dear god, what have I done.

>>5218484
Just build a bigger boat around Daunty. It’s like she’s wearing power armor except it’s a boat.

>>5218735
>spess marin centurions: boat edition
Fucking ew. Also it's a ship, not a boat. My Shiptism demands I say this knowing full well everyone is going to demean her by calling her a boat anyway.

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>>5218738
You're forgetting the best design.

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>>5218746
>open spoiler
>close spoiler

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>>5218746
it’s all clear to me now, we need to put Daunty in a bigger boat… within a bigger boat.

>>5218746
Who thought this was cool enough to make models of?
Why not an actual mech instead of stilts?

>>5218175
Suck the beard, bigot!

>>5218312
I agree. The point of marriage is to get more family, and our crew are family so why would you need to double up like that?

>>5218788
It was entirely "I just watched Aliens for the first time and I got an idea.".

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>>5218792
Well warhammer 40k started off as a more goofy than grimdark, and you can see it in some of the remaining lore, but Early lore just was crazy. See pic

>>5218964
Oh god. I thought Alfabusa was just shitposting with that model in the inquisition!

>>5218990
The entirety of 40k started as a shitpost.

It's a shame they forgot their roots, but that's what happens when fans grow up and start writing canon. We cant let things be silly and fun, no one would take it seriously.

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Cutty Flam, Franky to his friends and everyone who's not looking for trouble is walking around the great halls of Outer Heaven. Though the decoration is not really to his liking, torture is not so super, he can't help but marvel at the brilliant engineering that went into making it. A floating fortress on the most treacherous waters, cobbled together from all manner of driftwood as well as broken ships yet still structurally more sound than many castles. It's big, it's ugly, it's horrifying and yet it's strangely beautiful.

"Can I help ye?"
A loud, booming voice speaks to him as it notices the gawking cyborg.

"Ah. Silvers giant? Nah. I'm good. But super thanks for asking! I'm just appreciating the craftsmanship of the place. It's really inspiring."

"Hmph. Thank ye kindly."

"Oh? You built this place?"

"Yep. Name's Greki. Blacksmith of the Silver pirates. And you are?"

"Franky. The greatest shipwright in the world! SUUUUUUPER!"
After striking a pose Franky removes his sunglasses to look directly at the giant.
"But this place really is something! How long did it take to build?"

"She's not finished. Maybe she never will be. There is always more work to be done on the ol' lass. An extension here, a few upgrades there. So ye could say it's two years and counting."

"You must be proud then! For how ugly it is the place is a work of art!"

"Hmmm. Aye. She's not pretty but she be tough. One o' the few things I'm actually proud of."

"Huh?"

Franky cocks an eyebrow but doesn't have a chance to speak his mind as someone else butts into the conversation. Brook, the skeletal musician of the Straw Hats also comes up and looks at the giant.
"Erm. Excuse me Mister Giant! I was told you are the blacksmith of the Silvers. Is that correct?"

"Aye. Ye want to commission something man o' bones?"

"Oh no no. I just came to express my admiration! As a fencer myself I can't help but respect those capable of forging such exquisite blades. Erm, you are the one who crafted captain Silvers sword are you not? That cursed blade made me shiver, despite not having any skin! Yohohoho!"

"Eh? Cursed?"

"Why yes Franky. After being almost cut down by Shusui multiple times I learned to recognize armaments like that. Much like Zoros Sandai Kitetsu and Shusui the young mans sword also bears a curse. The moment they clashed I swear I could hear screams, like the souls of the damned cried havoc. It felt as if the swords themselves were trying to tear each other apart and not just the ones wielding them."

"Aye. That's Argent. A ferocious beast that one. But if ye'r trying to butter me up to make ye a sword forget it."

"Oh no. I completely understand. It'd be silly to arm your own nemesis yohohohoho!"

"It's not that. My weapons are simply not meant to be wielded by people. It's that simple."

Upon hearing that Franky steps forth.
"Hey. Old man! What do you mean by that? It sounds like you dislike your own creations! A craftsman should be proud of their work as if they were their children! A tool is just a tool after all. Not good nor evil. It's who uses them and how that matters!"

Greki slowly shifts around to look directly at Franky. His previously gentle demeanor disappears and gets replaced by barely contained rage.
"You better shut ye mouth boy when you don't know what ye'r talking about."
Taking his hammer Greki smashed down on his anvil, sending out a ringing noise that reverberated through the halls. Suddenly an anchor that was suspended in the air falls down on its own, the chain attached to it that went unnoticed up until now tied around Frankys leg and the cyborg flew in the air whilst getting tangled in the chains.

"HEY! Let me go!"

"Your creations are not good or evil? Try tellin' that with a straight face when everything that leaves your hands from the smallest nail to the greatest axe all come out bearing an ill will. When even ye'r most harmless creations try to harm or kill ye on every turn."
Greki then taps the snake-like chain which then releases the cyborg.
"Your naïveté sickens me. I lived for hundreds of years being tormented by my own work. Don't try to lecture me! My weapons are not meant for men. I stand by that. They are for monsters with a force of will that can even bend spirits to their whim. Maybe ye should try makin' something truly devastating for once and not something that looks like a toy for pups!"

That's one. There are two more incoming

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"So? Ready to admit your inferiority yet you third class chef?"
Gu scowled.

"In your dreams. I'm just morbidly curious to see what crimes against cuisine you commit here on a daily basis. Just look at this! Who keeps poison dart frogs in their kitchen?"

"Ever heard of a puffer fish? Then shut up."

"If you didn't notice, people only eat the non-poisonous parts of that fish you psycho. Despite your undeniably superb technique you keep desecrating every dish with things that are not meant to be consumed. That is the Number One rule in cooking! You don't put anything on a plate that's not meant to be eaten!"

"Experimentation is the essence of cooking you tool. Civilization is built on spice. People looking for new flavors is what pushed society. I am a pioneer. If we listened to crooks like you we'd still be eating raw berries, roots and unsalted, uncooked meat. You savage."

Sanji reaches for one of the pots above but Gu stops him.
"If you so much as scratch my tools I'll serve your liver for dinner!"

"Tch. Drama queen. I'll just quickly show you how you can further the development of cuisine without eating feces."
After washing the wok thoroughly to remove all trace elements of poison Sanji quickly whipped up some stir fried rice and presented it to Omukade.
"There. Nutritious, full of flavor and reinvigorates the body. All without committing crimes against nature. Try it."

After a sigh Gu took a spoonful of rice in his mouth and began chewing. His eyes shot up and he almost choked to death in his surprise. Once he was no longer dying he begrudgingly accepted that the dish was indeed amazing.
"I-Incredible. That is... almost as good as mine."

Sanji let out a smug smile.
"Come on, you know it's a thousand times better than that toxic sludge you call food."

"Fine, fine. It is indeed excellent."
Gu took another spoonful and looked at Sanji.
"Who taught you this?"

"Eh? What do you mean?"

"This flavor profile. It does not match your style. Not as obnoxious. It's rather... queer actually."

"SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!"

And the last one is a special request by a retard

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"By the way Goofy! Have you met my newest crew yet? Pepe! Come here!"

"Hmmmmm? UOOOOOOOOOH! Look guys! A clown! HE HAS A CLOWN! Why don't WE have a clown?"

"Kekeke! How about that? Who needs a stupid walking talking skeleton when you got a clown?"
You lie through your teeth. The fact that you don't have your own skeleton is making you super butthurt but seeing Goofy being jealous almost makes up for it.
"Come on Pepe! Show him what you got?"

"If I must. Should I do some magic or play some music?"

"MAGIC! MAGIC! MAGIC!"
"MAGIC! MAGIC! MAGIC!"
You both start chanting at which point Pepe reaches forward and pulls a coin out of Luffys ear.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
You, Luffy, Chopper, Will and Usopp all gawk at this amazing display while some weenies are jeering from the sidelines.

"Psh. Come on. Really? That was barely a trick."
Nami shakes her head.

"I know. I can do more impressive things but for some reason this is sufficient for them."
She takes out a deck of cards.
"Pick one."
After Nami takes a piece of cardboard she is handed the entire deck to shuffle.
"Alright. Now throw the whole thing in the air."
The deck gets tossed in the air and the cards fly everywhere. But before they'd land Pepe throws a dagger at one of them and nails it to the wall. The card is the joker and depicts a skeleton.
"Is that your card?"

"No."

"Hmmm. Weird."
She takes the card off the wall and examines it closer. The dagger hit the skeleton right on the forehead.
"Ah. There it is."
She then walks over to Brook and removes the top part of his cracked skull and pulls out the ace of spades from it. The entire table then lets out actual ape noises.

>>5219182
Oh Greki, if only you knew...

>>5219188
>"This flavor profile. It does not match your style. Not as obnoxious. It's rather... queer actually."
>"SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!"
My sides are in orbit :PepeLaugh:

>>5219195
>The entire table then lets out actual ape noises.
kek

>>5219181
>>5219182
That was... Really nice, actually. And add one to the "Silver isn't human" counter. Still nice to see Greki's work being appreciated even if its a giant sore thumb for him.

Sanju and Gu had good chemistry ever since the train towards Enies Lobby, and you nailed it again.

Pepe really is bloody good at what she does, isn't she? I wonder why she's so down tho, we must uncover the secrets and make the clown smile again!

>>5219204
>Off in the distance shouts can be heard. "Its not queer at all it is only Okama!"

>>5219213
Well she's surrounded by psychopaths and was very nearly press-ganged into service. She's clearly not here because she actually wants to be. So the obvious solution is a scalp massage and free smoothies on wednesdays.

>>5219226
And she clearly didn't want to be in the circus that she so readily abandoned. Then called dreams stupid.
I like the smoothie idea tho, definitely worth trying

>>5219225
Oh Come My WAAAAAAAYYYY

>>5219213
Pepe doesn't have a wacky ambition to follow, as she dropped what she thought was her dream for a boat full of high paying mental patients.

>>5219237
Oh he'll be coming alright.

>>5219188
Oof, hit Sanji right in his PTSD.

>>5219195
Thank god those two don't get along, the world couldn't handle them working together.

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"Is everyone ready?"

"Ready!"
"Ready!"
"Ready!"
"R-R-R-Ready."

"Tiny?"

"Bertha is ready to go cap'n!"

"Alright! Set sails!"

The mechanisms holding up the Dauntless release all at once and the ship drops down to the waves. As it rides out the black ship appears to leave a hellish black fog behind it, terrifying all those who witness it. Some say it is the souls of the damned who met an unfortunate end when engaging the Silvers. The truth is significantly more... interesting. A series of tubes constantly pumps the fumes to the surface. The tubes are connected to Grekis forge which rests on the back of a gigantic cannonbug named Bertha which is attached to the Dauntless via an iron leash. The bug does not mind having to carry both a giant and a waterproof house on top of her. She's pretty big. And she appreciates the warmth of the forge. In a pinch the large crab can even tow the Dauntless over short distances, making crossing the Calm Belt somewhat easier. But sadly she's quite a cowardly creature and not much use in a fight.

"How is it down there Tiny?"
You speak through the mini transponder snail.

"Quite cozy cap'n. No leaks, warm, quiet and the air pumps are working. Can't complain."

"Cool! If you want some fresh air just come up and we can hang."

"Aye aye. And if ye'r in trouble just call me. I'll bring some new cannonballs fresh from the oven."

You start sailing in the direction the log pose is pointing but the ride is not as smooth as you'd like. Due to the many, many clumped up islands the weather is quite treacherous. Mother Sea is angry and she's tossing around the Dauntless as much as she can. Everyone except two people are working themselves to the bone managing the sails, tying down everything and making sure that you don't sink beneath the waves. The only people not working hard right now are Shelley, who decided to come with you without any questions and is making tea right now for everyone and Pepe who's not comfortable on the ship yet. As you're pulling the sails up with Nutmeg you start shouting down at the deck and through the storm.

"HEY CLOWN! Have you learned Bink's Sake yet?"

"NO! Do you have any idea how hard it is to find records of that song?"

"I told you how it goes!"

"That's not how that works! Reconstructing a song from just the lyrics is impossible! It'd be easier to make a new song on the spot!"

"Then make one!"

"What?!"

Will looks down from the crows nest.
"YEAH! Make a song! About pirates! Or space... GASP! SPACE PIRATES! Silver can sing and you can make the music around it!"

"I... Ugh. Fine! Let me hear it and I'll see what I can do."

You clear your throat.

"Come all you young spacefarers, listen to me
I'll sing you a song of our fish from the sea
And it's windy weather, boys, stormy weather
When the wind blows then we're all together, boys
Blow ye winds fringeward, Hey! Blow ye winds blow
Out to the galaxy, steady she goes!
Up comes the Great Dragon
In search of our home
Through space to a place that's beneath waves and foam!
Up come the solar winds, taking us far
All through the space lanes and out to the stars!
And it's windy weather, boys, stormy weather
When the wind blows then we're all together, boys
Blow ye winds fringeward, Hey! blow ye winds blow
Out to the galaxy, steady she goes!"

The others slowly join in on the shanty until the intensity of your voice matches that of the raging wind. Spirits rise as you weather the storm in a good mood and you manage to break through the forces of nature, reaching a relatively calm spot. Hagetaka warns you that this is the eye of the typhoon and things could go very bad very soon. But it's sunny all around. Must be a pretty big storm then. However as you start to relax loud creaking can be heard coming from below. Looking down you see the sea floor and see it slowly getting farther and farther with each second. Soon you see the chain trailing behind you raise from the waters, alongside the big bug with the hut on its back.

"We're flying!"

Hagetaka sprouts wings and you follow suit as you dive after her. A quick check later you return up with the aid of a powerful updraft.
"There is a powerful wind down there. It's stronger than many water currents."

"Anyone got any ideas? I can navigate on water just fine. But air?"

"No."
Angel shakes her head.
"I don't think we should do anything. The current will take us where it needs to. If we deviate from the course who knows what happens?"

"And if we fall down dipshit?"

"We can fly."

"Oh..."

"Besides. Look at your pose. I think this is taking us exactly where we need to go."

A short while later you see a log cabin with what appears to be a long stick in front of it just floating in the air. The invisible road takes you right to it and the stick is perfectly in your path. But just as you're about to go through it the current winds down and you stop just in time. From the cabin a tiny man wearing full plate armor and a beaky helm comes out with a notepad in his hand.
"Ja? Passport?"

"Passport?"

"You need za passport to pass. Non citizens need to pay ze toll."

"And what if I don't?"

"Zen you can not pass."

"Hmmmmm."

>Okay. We'll pay
>You don't tell me what to do!
>Other?

>>5219936
>How much is the toll?

>>5219939
>Support
If it isn't down right highway robbery.
>Okay. We'll pay

>>5219939
We are here to play tourist, at least for the moment.

>>5219936
>Okay. We'll pay

>>5219936
>>Okay. We'll pay

>>5219936
>Okay. We'll pay

>>5219936
>>Other?
>What's the toll

Silver is generous this time
>writing

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"How much is the toll?"

"Hmmmm. You from ze blue seas ja?"

"Ja."

"Zhen ze toll is 1.000 per person. And erm. Petz too."
He vaguely gestures at the crab floating after you.

"Do you have a family discount? How about kid tickets?"

"Erm no. We don't do ze discounts. Zat's cheap enough as it is. So how many will that be?"

You do a quick little count but loose track until Marcella starts dealing with the toll guard. But an argument quickly breaks out as not everyone wants to pay and a few of them even consider just going through by force. You on the other hand object and state that if it's the rules you shall obey them and pay the toll for those that don't want to. Excluding Greki of course because if you can get away with sneaking one person in you will.
"Gut! You may cross! Just follow ze wind. It shall take you to ze land of knights right away!"

"KNIGHTS?"

"Ja. You'll see. It'z a land of chivalry it iz!"

"COOL!"

The little knight effortlessly raises the stick, allowing your ship to pass freely. You are filled with excitement just imagining what the land of knights must be like! And then your disappearance disappears when you spot about a hundred OTHER toll booth shacks in your way. Each and every single one of them basically robbed you of your money. Except one where you tried insulting the gate keeper by calling him Hans and he let you through because you guessed his name. This place is weird and not in the way you like it. But finally, FINALLY after having to pay about one million belli per person! You finally. FINALLY get above the clouds via the skylane. Your ship runs aground and you jump off it to test things. Surprisingly enough the cloud appears to be solid enough to walk on, yet it's soft enough that you can jam your sword in and cut a giant cube out of it. Underneat is nothing but more cloud. Weird.
"COME DOWN GUYS! IT'S SAFE!"

Everyone disembarks and starts testing the clouds. Some of them are more solid, others are more bouncy and yet more are almost fluid like. It looks like milk but it's basically pure water. You know because you almost drowned trying to drink from it. Turns out it disables devil fruits just the same. After that life threatening experience however you start looking for this "land of knights" which you begin suspecting might be fake because there is nothing here. However one little trek up a cloud hill later you see before yourself a grassy plain with grassy hills and several stone houses built to look like castles and an actual giant castle beyond it. There is a wooden sign that you spot. It reads as such:
"Avalon: Land of True Knights!"

You take a stroll through the place, checking out all the things to see. Nothing too out of the ordinary. There are houses and people moving in or out of them. Except the people are ALL dressed in plate armor. All look a little different and some even wear other clothes over them. But every single person, men, women, children and the elderly included wear full sets of armor. You see a man leaving for work and his wife bids him goodbye. But instead of kissing him on the cheek they just bump their helmets together. Even the little kids waving him off are wearing armor.

Aside that weirdness things are mostly the same as anywhere else with a more medieval aesthetic. There is a big market where people try to sell various wares. Nothing out of the ordinary there. Except at one stall you see them selling weird sea shells. But then you witness two knights (or they could just be regular people, you can't tell) bump into each other.
"How... DARE YOU KNAVE! Dost thou not see that I am walking here?"

"Maybe if thou'st watched where you were going you wouldn't be such a blundering buffoon!"

"How DARE YOU?! HAVE AT THEE!"

The two engage in a duel and nobody seems to mind or even pay attention to it. They both take out their swords, have a little duel and once one knocks over the other they both stop and the looser acknowledges the victor.
"Haha! Good show! But you won't be so lucky if I meet you at the tourney!"

"Don't be so sure of that!"

"WHOAH!"
You gawk at them.
"So you can just fight anyone you WANT?!"

"I'm afraid not."
One of the market salesmen speaks to you. He's selling various breads and pastry but also wears a chefs hat over his helmet which you find funny.
"Only a knight may have an honor duel with another one. Outsiders are forbidden. But you are in luck! If you're looking for a fight the grand tourney is being held right now. Even outsiders are allowed to enter. If they have a suitable piece of armor."

"WOW! This place rocks!"

Despite the weirdness you do like the place for what it is. And it looks like there is a lot to do here. Now all you need to do is pick something.

>Shopping sounds nice! Let's see what weird stuff they sell!
>I like the look of that giant castle in the background. I wanna go there!
>Someone say tournament?
>Hey Angel! Wanna look together for your home?
>Other?

>>5220069
>>Shopping sounds nice! Let's see what weird stuff they sell!

>>5220069
>Shopping sounds nice! Let's see what weird stuff they sell!
I wanna do all of these options but I assume we need to pick one first

>>5220069
>I like the look of that giant castle in the background. I wanna go there!

>>5220069
>>Someone say tournament?

>>5220069
>>Someone say tournament?

Sir (Ritter) Silver von Outer Heaven. Has a nice to it, doesn't it? Still, I bet we could find someone who knows about Angels homeland at that tournament, they're bound to come from near and not so near.

>>5220069
TOOOOUUUURNAMEEEEENT AAAAAAARC!

Shouldn't we buy an armor before going straight to the tournament?

>>5220071
>>5220074
>>5220077
>>5220078
You know what? I can work with this...
>writing

>>5220094
*points at the giant forge on the giant crab with a giant giant inside it*
Marcella doesn't need to have armour made for her, and neither does Hagetaka.

>>5220097
Cursed Armor Go!

>>5220097
What's the point of having money and going to places if we always stick with our local stuff like we are amish or something?

>>5220098
Yes. Creating an evil, malicious and somewhat sentient -> Silver <- shaped suit of armour.
What on earth could *possibly* go wrong?

>>5220098
Did someone say dark souls thorn armour

>>5220098
Mysterious Black Knight mission a go!

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"Hey old man what kind of bread do you serve?"

"Try one. It's one the house."

You take a bite out of it feel that it's crunchy yet filled with some sort of heavy but sweet cream.
"Ooooh!"

"Good huh? It'll put some hair on your chest."

"What's crunching though?"

"There is iron in there. Real champions eat like champions and if you wanna be tough as nails you gotta eat ground up nails."

"Very true!"

" Good man. Most wet worlders just spit it out when they ear it. Bunch of wusses."

"Yeah. But I'm built different. And the cream?"

"That's just heavy cream, eggs, butter and a whole lot of sugar. You also need energy to be a champion."
You talk with the nice bread knight about pastry a bit more until you finally can no longer contain yourself and ask him why everyone is dressed from top to bottom in armor.
"Ah. That. Not all of us are dressed like that. Foreigners like you. Or those fuckin' Birkans. But all true knights wear our plate with pride. From the day we pop out of ou mothers womb till the day we die we wear our armor like a second skin! It is our face, our identity, our strength!"

"Strength?"

"Aye. You didn't notice? The air is thin up here. "

"No."

"It saps the strength. Most o' those who dwell in the sky grow accustomed to it. Their muscles grow light, their bones hollow. But the armor protects us. Preserves the strength we once wielded down in the blue sea. Also it's part of our culture now. Everyone kinda feels weird not wearing one. Even when I'm with me wife we both keep our helmets on. Less awkward that way."

"Wow. That is very cool! Thanks erm-"

"Bread Knight."

"Bread Knight! Do you know where I could get one myself?"

"Hmmm. There are plenty of armor tailors out there. Not sure if any would serve an outsider. Then again, not many ever ask. Or they want something nice, light and fancy."

"Pansies."

"Exactly. Anyway, you seem like a decent sort. Go to Armor Knight over there. He's a grumpy one but a good soul. He may help you out."

"Oh. One more thing. What's up with the names? One of the guys down there had a normal name. Hans I think."

"Ah. Those vermin. They fooled ya. Buncha Birkan scum wearing discarded armor pieces, extorting people on the way up. I wish I could ask you to kill them on the way down but ya can't go down that way, only up. Nobody bothers stopping them because it's so out of the way."
That is making you feel pretty pissed. Maybe you'll drop a few cannon balls down the side of the island to check how they like that.

>>5220121
We can fly anywhere we want, let's just go kill them right now.

>>5220123
Hot diggity, supporting.

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You go over to the blacksmith the baker pointed you to.
"Excuse me! Are you Armor Knight?"

"I am. How can I help you?"

You raise your hand.
"If someone else decides to make armors does he get to call himself Armor Knight too?"

"If he beats me in a duel then he may take my name. Otherwise he has to take another. Like Armorer Knight, or Mail Knight. God what a tool he is. Anything else?"

"Oh yeah. I want an armor!"

"Hmmm. Sorry. Can't help you. I'm working on one right now but it's for someone else. If you can wait they should be here for it in about an hour."
He takes a helmet out of some sort of liquid and puts it on the armor it belongs on. It's a rather unremarkable piece, lacking most of the unique features that the armorers or the bakers had. Both had design elements which show clearly who they are and what they do. This one is just a regular piece of armor painted black. It's also pretty big.
"Don't touch that! I just took it out of the acid bath."

He then turns away and you take your opportunity to touch it anyway. You jump into the suit of armor through the neckhole and explore it from the inside. It's rather cozy but too big. You try to climb out of it before the Armor Knight catches you but before you could do so someone approaches. From the sound of it he's the buyer.
"Ah a work of beauty she is sir knight! My lord will be quite pleased with your work!"
You hear the exchange of coin and then you feel the man putting you on a cart of some sort. You don't really dare come out lest you get in trouble. As the cart leaves you try to leave but you hit a bump in the road and you fly off the cart. Getting dizzy from rolling around you look for the guy who just lost you.

"Hey! You left your-"
But as you turn you bump into something and start feeling... wet. A sort of pipe slid in through the neckhole and a strange liquid is pouring in through it which rapidly hardens around you.

"OH GOD!"
A person runs up and pulls the pipe away.
"A-Are you okay ser knight? Forgive me but I did not see you there! O-Oh. Your armor!"
He quickly reaches forward and wipes something off it.
"I-It appears you got some quick cloud on it! Haha! But all's well. Right? Right?"

You try to speak to him but the stuff that filled the armor and hardened around you sealed your mouth. So all you manage to let out is a-
"Hmph."
He gets nervous and then quickly starts running away. You try to chase him to ask him for help but all you manage sealed in your metal tomb like that is a slow walk.

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After loosing the guy you come up with a new plan to free yourself of your awkward situation. The voices of people can be heard in one direction. You'll go there and ask for help. You bump into several people because you can't see clearly before you stumble over to a table and slam down your hands for support. Someone on the other end of the table speaks up.
"Sigh. Here for the tourney?"
You take a pencil from him and try to write down "HELP" on a piece of paper but apparently your message is lost on him. Curse these barely moving fingers!
"Alright. And do you perhaps have a name ser knight?"

"Hmph."

"Alright. We got a weird one. Black Knight will do I suppose. Go over there and wait for people to call you."

You get pushed to a chair and you fall down on it and slump forward. Several times you try to ask for help but your grunts only manage to scare people away. Finally after like half an hour someone calls for you.
"You're Black Knight? Lord Metal Knight is not here yet. So you'll be entertaining the crowd with a duel. At least try to put on a little show and don't drop immediately okay? Where's your sword? Don't tell me... you didn't bring your own? What an amateur. You can pick one from the spares over there. Now get moving!"

>Pick a sword. Maybe if you win you'll be able to ask someone for help
>You're not here for a fight. You just want to get out
>Other?

>>5220149
>>Pick a sword. Maybe if you win you'll be able to ask someone for help

>>5220149
>Pick a sword. Maybe if you win you'll be able to ask someone for help
>Try turning up the heat and burning off the cloud

>>5220151
+1

>>5220149
>Pick a sword. Maybe if you win you'll be able to ask someone for help

>>5220151
>support

>>5220151
+1

>>5220149
>Pick a sword. Maybe if you win you'll be able to ask someone for help

Fight time!
>writing

3d10+4 best of 3, dc 15, crit 24

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

>>5220177

Rolled 6, 3, 4 + 4 = 17 (3d10 + 4)

>>5220177

Rolled 10, 10, 3 + 4 = 27 (3d10 + 4)

>>5220177
Go mysterious black kngiht!!!!

Rolled 3, 5, 4 + 4 = 16 (3d10 + 4)

>>5220177
too late to roll but fuck it.

>>5220182
Holy fuck dude, it's just competitive blood sports, no need to go so hard.

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>>5220182
Yatta

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>>5220182
I see that Götz von Berlichingen, patron saint of all one handed mad knights, smiles upon us.

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You slowly walk over to a sword and pick up the first one you manage to get in your hand. Maybe if you go out there someone will beat this stuff off you, or at the very least you may get to talk with someone and ask them to get it off of you.
"Lords and ladies! While we wait for great ruler Metal Knight to show up these two fine, chivalrous individuals shall duel for your entertainment! In this corner is a long time contender, the illustrious and beloved Jewel Knight! Fighting him will be this new entry into the tournament... the black knight."

The other guy gets a bunch of cheers and the ovation of the women in the audience. The men merely solemnly nod at him. He seems to be at least a respected duelist. Meanwhile most people seem to either not care about your presence or they are outright mocking you and your name. The worst part is that you can't even tell them that's not your name. Your opponent Jewel Knight stops bowing to the audience for a moment to address your presence.
"Ah. Black Knight? Really? You named yourself after a color? Is there really nothing more to your existence? Take me for example! The pretties and most bedazzling knight there is! A real jewel of the world! And you? What every four year old called himself. Have you no shame?"

"Hmph."

"No retort? No witty comeback? Do you think yourself better than me? Well do you?!"

Despite the referees warnings Jewel Knight assaults you and starts poking your plate with his rapier. His blows don't do much, they don't even move you which gives you ample time to think. The gears in your head creak and groan as they turn but finally you start coming up with an idea. What if? Fire!

Cranking up the heat inside you attempt to burn away the hardened cloud around you. It goes... poorly at first. The cloud melts just fine but as it starts to boil it reaches temperatures way above its boiling point. You guess there was something else in there that made the cloud harden in the first place and it's reacting with the water. Gritting your teeth you bear with it as it gets about ten times hotter than boiling water. Steam then starts escaping from the openings of your armor and the black metal slowly starts glowing. But with the released tension you can finally move your limbs and so you deliver a single swing.

With a loud groan you swing your dull borrowed sword and it leaves behind a trail of fire as it goes. The blade strikes Jewel Knights rapier, folding it like paper before going for his armor. With a loud thud he gets sent flying backwards. He hits a wooden beam and breaks through it. The audience just stares at this.
"L-Lords and ladies... it appears Black Knight won. After one swing!"

As your armor and sword continue steaming you groan.
"Ugh. Finally. It was getting stuffy in there."

And that's as far as I can go today.
We'll continue from this point next time
Until then have a good night!

>>5220195
we are now the coolest black knight
and the real owner of this armor is going to have one hell of a reputation that he can't live up to once we're done here

>>5220198
Thanks for the run Spooks!
This is shaping up to be a really interesting adventure(tm)

>>5220198
Thanks for running Boss!

>>5220195
Aww, I wanted to keep the strong and silent approach...

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>>5220195
Did we just fight pic related?

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>>5220747
>>5220213
>>5220210
>>5220205
>>5220198
>>5220195
We know who we are

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>>5220198
And Simpknight Vinsmoke

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>>5220198
Lol Zoro doesn't get to be a knight
He's even green

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>>5220198
This one is missing a hole in his chest

We get it, you read knight quest.

>>5220195
when we cool down i guess the cloud will just harden again around us
hmmmm i guess we could also be scream knight literally just rattling the armor in a high pitched whine as we cant really talk but you dont need to move your lips or jaws to hum

I mean, why not just take off the helmet while everything is fluid and wipe our face off?

>>5221054
because that isn't funny.

>>5221054
because it wouldn't be any fun

>>5221054
>implying silver knows which straps he'd need to unbuckle to take off any of the pieces

>>5221188
Implying Silver needs to unbuckle any straps to take it off.

>>5221321
>implying silver'd want to break something cool
lame

>>5220798
Jokes on you
I can't read