The Red Rums had a great time, or not so great, enjoying the sunny day and their captain's friendly disposition. As they all spoke and conversed however, there was nobody in the crow's nest keeping a watchful look out. The closest to that was Feya, who had jumped into the water without waiting in order to race the resident fishman to the still far off island. As the health nut doctor swam with great strength, something came into view up ahead. A ship was moving toward their position from the direction of Clock Town, and not a small one. It was twice the size of the Rum Runner, and decked out with a number of weapons. The figurehead resembled a long piece of twisted coral, and it flew a [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/344550107234041856/350338970447642634/krabb.PNG]unique flag.[/url]

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"We can see their vessel, sir!" called out a soldier on deck. "We've identified the flag, and it belongs to the Red Rum Pirates! That's the ship of 'Broadsides' Boone! He's worth 31 million belli!"

[color=red]"Hrm..."[/color] John Krabbe stroked where a beard might be, had he not been wearing a full set of plated armor. [color=red]"That's more than any other pirate I've ever [i]crushed[/i] before!"[/color] To emphasize his point, Krabbe snapped a piece of his ship's guard rail using his massive claw. A few of his men jumped back in surprise. [color=red]"Bring me my den den mushi!"[/color] he barked.

"Yes sir, you got it boss!" Quick as he could, the hapless minion ran off, then reappeared, holding the small snail in his hand. He offered it to Krabbe, who snatched the little animal away with more force than was strictly necessary. 

[color=red]"Attention crew of the Rum Runner!"[/color] the bounty hunter shouted. The den den mushi took in his voice, then transferred the sound in the form of an electric wavelength to a speaker high atop the ship's mast. His voice amplified many times over, projected across the sea. [color=red]"This is John Krabbe, the famous bounty hunter known far as wide as 'The Vice.' You will surrender yourselves to my custody now, or I will [i]press[/i] you into oblivion with the might of my ship, the King Crab!"[/color] As he emphasized the word, another guard railing found itself pointlessly snapped between the prongs of his claw. Nearby his ship's carpenter shook her head disapprovingly.

[color=red]"You have 2 minutes to raise the white flag, or I will sink your vessel. Let the squabbling begin."[/color] Krabbe grinned beneath his helm, confident in his intimidation tactic. As he handed the den den mushi back to his underling, he commanded, [color=red]"Ready the Shrimp Brigade, and fire the boarding torpedo."[/color] Yes. While those filthy pirates were busy fighting over whether or not to surrender, they'd be taken by his attack unawares. The boarding torpedo would carry his special Shrimp Brigade right onto their ship to take them all off guard, and then John Krabbe would score his largest bounty yet! It was brilliant! [color=red]"Kookiookiookiooki!"[/color]

"Uh... Sir?" the underling nervously interjected. "The uh, the den den mushi is still projecting, sir."

[color=red]"WHAT?!"[/color] The entire crew cowered at the bounty hunter's rage fueled roar. Sure enough, he had forgotten to switch off the little snail's button, so every word had been projected over the speaker for all to hear. [color=red]"THEN FIRE THE BOARDING TORPEDOES, DAMMIT!"[/Color] Another guard rail found itself utterly demolished, now floating as splinters in the water.