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[b] East Blue | Conomi Islands[/b][hr]



As Marxo walked through town, he began to realize he’d been a little too carefree. For starters, he was well known and wanted man. Maybe he should’ve sent the navigator to do this job, although he never planned on being civil. The second was the fact that the crew was broke. He’d been the only one to hold on to a lump sum since the storm. Marxo was sure his crew expected him to pay for a ship and logpose. In actuality , the money was for supplies(food). He decided it may be best to call Xerxes and make a change of plans. As he approached a supply store he reached into his pocket and pulled out a mobile transponder snail. It rang twice before Xerxes and the crews voice boomed into the receiver.


[color=088a85] “ There’s been a change of plans. In about 5 minutes you will hear a large boom. At this precise moment you may bombard and pillage as much as you like. It took me awhile to realize we are broke so that leaves us with no choice. If anyone defies our crew, KILL THEM.”[/color] 


With that being said a maniacal smile creeped across Marxos’ face.


[color=088a85] “From the sound of the first boom you guys will have 30 minutes before authorities show up.If you don’t want to be left behind , meet me by the pier, and Xerxes make sure you come with more than dead bodies this time. Also make sure that selfless knight eats. He’s going to starve eventually.”[/color]


With those words the call ended and Marxo walked into the supply store. It just so happened the owner was checking out the new wanted posters . Upon seeing the captain’s  he did a double-take, comparing the face on the poster to that of he man standing in front of him.


Marxo spoke, [color=088a85] “ I could use some help. There seems to be something wrong with this ball.”[/color] He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pitch-black marble.The owner began  to tremble with fear. [color=088a85] “ See it’s obviously alot smaller than its supposed to be .”[/color]


Marxo whispered to the marble and it began to grow in size. The store owner soon came to realize the marble was a cannonball, but it wasn’t ordinary. It had grew almost to the size of his chest. [color=088a85] “ Here catch.”[/color] Marxo threw the ball with an unnatural force , sending the store owner twirling through a wall. The ball then detonated causing everything in a 2 miles radius to be tarnished. He then grabbed  sack and began to pack it with supplies. He found a logpose and a bunch of finely made bottled ships. It was exactly what he was looking for . He began to turn everything small so that it would be alot easier to carry. After he finished he exited thru the newly made hole in the wall and spoke to the near-death store owner. 

[color=088a85] “ Hey old man thanks for looking at it. I think you fixed it.”[/color]  Marxo laughed as he made his escape, nonchalantly walking down the street of burning buildings and people. He had thirty minutes before the marines became a thorn in his side and he planned on using them doing what he loved, causing havoc. 


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