Hillan

Crestwood Hollow

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I don't know if that was supposed to encourage her or scare her.

@Lord Wraith

Yes.

Crestwood Hollow

@Tyler I've seen RPs die this quickly, so pardon me for worrying

@FantasyChic

You've played long enough with us to know how it goes.

I'm busy for most of the weekend, but I should hopefully be able to add something to my group.

Crestwood Hollow

Wow, you guys sure know how to overreact. The RP isn't even close to dead. Quality over quantity.

I'm away in London for the weekend, seeing Björk. I'll be contributing to my group's collab when I get back. Or maybe on the bus home. We'll see.

@Tyler

Says quality over quantity in one breath, admits to seeing (And presumably liking) Björk in the next.

Oh Tyler.

Edit: Which is not me hating on Björk. It's me hating on Tyler's taste in music.

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

The cannonballs were flying, missing the boat, or being destroyed before they could hit by Macario. A volley of twenty cannonballs came at the ship from the pursuing ships. In a flurry of smoke, all of the cannonballs got shattered, broken metal showering into the water just in front of the Hinnon Breeze, as Kuhn landed on the railing, his duster blowing in the wind, he flexed his wrists, and the empty shells inside of the chamber of his revolver poured out, all eight of them. His shotgun popped open and the empty shells also hit the deck. "Who da fuck's shooting at us?" Kuhn asked, turning around, jumping down onto the deck - just as one ball hit the front of the ship. "Fuck." He added, holstering his weapons he reached for his rifle.

"... Them there are soldiers of the Antler kingdom. Was it really de best idea to put up a flag?"

"We're pirates, dammit!" Chester shouted, as he emerged from below the deck.

"And these fuckers are dead! I'm getting us in close so we can board them!" Chester shouted - Kuhn was surprised his Captain didn't decide to just jump into the water and try to swim. "Our ship's never gonna be able to hold up against all that fire power. We're gonna have to run away dis time"

"What?! The Grog Crusaders don't run!" Chester shouted.

"We do if we wanna live, unless you wanna swim to land!"

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

Kuhn watched as Kobicha walked away "Wait, my love!" He shouted, as Lina held him by the sleeve. He grunted, but he realized she was right. The beautiful Kobicha was no different from the likes of the Goldenrod, he could never trust them, no matter how pretty they were. ".. Fine." Kuhn said, as Macario mentioned food and first aid. "Yeah, I guess."

Chester looked at the two "Haha, how crazy! We all washed up here, after all? I was sure I was gonna drown."

"Yeah, what they hell are you doing on da water if you can't swim, you idiot?!" Kuhn asked him angrily, and Chester looked over at Macario. "Hey, Kuhn thinks you can't swim, should I tell him? Also, not very nice calling Mac an idiot, Kuhn." The captain said, as Chester lead the four towards the small town, where Chester had seen a tavern next to a drug store.

That was when the man in green came out of the bushes, leaping high into the air, Chester not noticing him, Lina and Kuhn both shouted at him as the man fell onto him from the sky, Chester managed to turn around in time for the dagger to hit him in the shoulder. "Boss Cerulean sends his regards, vagabond!" The man spit out. "He's coming for you. You're going to pay for Melonberry." as he was met with a fist to his lower jaw from Chester, knocking several of his teeth out and sending him a meter into the air, and in the next moment, Chester, Kuhn and Macario all hit him in the face as once, sending him flying into the sky, out of sight.

"You okay, Captain?" Kuhn asked, as Chester scoffed.
Chester pulled out the dagger that had gotten no further than to create a flesh wound in his shoulder. "I'm fine. Cerulean Shitface won't be, though."

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

Chester laughed at Macario's outburst. "Come on dude! Don't have to get some violent over a couple of drinks!" He said while giggling. "Oh hey, look, it's Lina, and Kuhn! They're not dead! Nice." He mentioned, still chuckling. "Whatcha been up to? We found some idiots from the crimson company."

Kuhn blinked twice, a sense of disbelief washed over him, Macario's display of fire was impressive, but Chester's complete nonchalance of it as even more so. What kind of monster was his captain? "Uh, stuff, I guess."

"Neat!" Came Chester's reply.

Chester looked at the woman whom was pointing at him, and he pointed back at her. "Hey. You,woman there."

"Y-Yeah?"

"Doesn't feel that good to get pointed at, does it."

"I-uh, just answer the question!"

"I am the guy who keeps getting ticked off at you company guys, yeah. Lina and Kuhn are the ones with real bones to pick with you." Chester said. "So like, watch out."

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

Chester halted, dropping the unconcious Verdant man he held by the collar to the ground, as Kuhn and Lina arrived next to Macario and himself. Chadwick looked at him. "but Mac, what about my de- oh, thanks." Chester said, grinning. He looked over at Chadwick. "OK, he'll pay my debt. All five hundred belli." Chester said with a big grin.

"Y-You worked for the red swines for five hundred belli?!" Kuhn asked.

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Boozehound Chronicles

Kuhn nodded to the younger woman. "They sure are, sweetcheeks. I'll beat any buffoon to win da heart of da fair lady!"

***

Chadwick and Macario stood next to a house, where Chad's secret stash had been half an hour ago. Their conversation ended, and as it did, rumblings were heard. Like the great giant of old had awakened. Fi fai Foo. The wall came down with a mighty explosion, tearing the wooden planks into nothing but splinters. "THE VERDANT COMPANY STOLE MY BOOZE?!" Chester shouted. "THAT'S IT. THEY'RE GOING DOWN!" Chester shouted, as Chadwick tried to plead with him "I-it's nothing more but a silly pr-" he tried holding Chester back "P-please Chester! Your debt! You have to do as I say, bro!" Chadwick cried out, as Chester ignored him. "You said we were gonna bing it to them tomorrow. We're doing it tonigt. Right now." Chester told Chad, who's face was still in shambles.

"Dude. Clean yourself up first, though. You look like a mess." Chester told Chadwick - whom could not believe the pirate, still covered in his own blood.

***

"The Red's are coming now! They can't wait to noon, they said! They're out for our supplies! This isn't a panty raid! They thorn down our guys in downtown, it's full on war now!" One of the green men said. "We need to fight back! We can ambush them in the plaza!" He said, as men mobilized around him. Two guys approached Kuhn and Lina "T-This is it, guys! Can you help us?"

"Certainly!" Kuhn said, as he picked up his holsters and weapons from the ground, patting his sides, dust came off his coat, his fingers trailing around the brim of his hat. "Always willing to help da ladies in charge out."

***

The guys wearing the Redical shirts were making their way towards the plaza, where Kuhn and six other men, armed with bows and arrow, the arrows were blunts, like the rubber bullets Kuhn had in his rifle. He fired one bullet, one red fell to the ground, he aimed down another, and another after that, till he reached the middle, seeing who was in front of the pack.

"Well, fuck me.."

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Golden Fleece Chronicles

Sancho made his way to the resturant, finding his path thanks to the whispers among the people regarindg the "Big boobed fish lady" as one gentleman had called his second mate and cook. When he first allied himself with the fishwoman, the pirate made a point of confronting just about anyone who lacked the manners to treat Samehana with respect, regardless of her race, these days he's come to the conclussion that it does not bother the woman, and it's wasted energy, energy better spent on other tasks.

Such as figuring out what's going on on this island, he thought. He found the place where his crewmates would surely be, if the townspeople could be trusted. He entered the room, finding Hamel chatting up the locals, whom were equal parts intrigued and disgusted with the man. A soft grin on his face. "You're making friends, I see." Sancho said, sitting down next to Hamel, he quickly grabbed a napkin, handing it to Hamel, whom had food all over his face once again.

"Please." Sancho pleaded. looking over at the man behind the counter. "Your finest salad, chicken in it." He said as the chef scoffed. "We're out of salad and chicken. We've got soup, and bread."

".. I'll take that, then." Sancho said, a little surprised. A few minutes later, the soup and four pieces of breed arrived. It was far from the best food he had ever seen. He took a piece of breed - it was stale, just about hard enough to use as a rock. He sighed, dipping the bread in the soup, and taking a bite. With another sigh, he put down the bread, and pushed the plate with soup a few inches.

"Something wrong with the soup?" The chef asked, but the way he spoke made it sound more like a threat. "I realized I had already eaten." Sancho said, looking at Hamel. "Where did Samehana go? There's something going on around here."

One Piece: A Golden Age, A Dark Age - The Golden Fleece Chronicles

G O L D E N F L E E C E

The waves hit against the hull of the sloop softly, like a mother trying to make her baby fall asleep, the little boat had been through a lot, traveling across half the world just to get here, taking a journey no boat like it had ever been meant to take. Yet, here it was, beaten and broken, held together by thick ropes of golden wool, as the ship docked in the harbor of the nearby Island of Little Lechi, a fishing village out of one of West Blue's biggest metropolitan areas, Lefacti, named after an old king who used to live on the very same island.

Off the boat, three sets of legs walked, in the front, were the elegant, freshly polished boots of one Sancho Graham, he donned a unbuttoned black coat with a golden trim of fine quality, yet, the coat had a few small tears, and signs of being worn, because just like the boat and the man itself, it had traveled all over the world. Next to him, were his two companions, Samehana and Hamel, together, they were Pirates. A caste not often seen in these waters.

Sancho looked around, smelling the air of the small harbor. "We need food. Real. Food." Sancho emphizes, tired of the meats of the seas, he wanted a real proper salad, with a side of chicken - his favorite. He looked around, people didn't seem to notice them, focused on something else, for in the distance, a group of 15 or so men were heading down the small hill. "Oh shit." Sancho heard from one of the fishermen. "They're coming early this month.. This is bad, it's been a bad fishing season."

The group of fifteen made their way into the harbor, Sancho and his two companions stood idly by and watched as the men started tearing up shops, destroying produce, and threatening the workers. "YOU THINK YOU CAN BE SAFE FROM US FOREVER?!" The man shouted in the face of a small elderly woman "H-Help!" the woman cried. Sancho tapped Hamel and Samehana on the shoulder. "You guys go get something to eat. I'll catch up." He promised them.

In the next moment, the man who was shouting at the woman was on the floor, sliding on the mud. Sancho looked at the other guys. "You guys looking for a fight?" He asked them, his voice was dull, like he himself was not really looking for a fight.

The fourteen men looked at each other "T-This isn't part of the plan, right?" One of them said, in the back. "N-No, don't think so, never seen this guy before. G-Get Greg and get the hell out of here!" Another one said, as they picked up the man Sancho had downed, and scurried back up the hill.

".. I really did expect them to fight me, huh." Sancho said, relaxing his tance again. He turned to the woman. "You Okay?" He asked, and the woman handed him a wad of bellies. "Ten thousand. As always. J-Just take it and leave us be."

"What?"

"For the protection. We know you won't come next time when those ruffians show up unless we pay you."

"I have no clue what you're talking about. Keep your money. If you want to repay me, tell me where there's a good place to get food." Sancho said, tying his curly blonde hair into a makeshift knot. "Oh, uh, right down that corner. A-Are you sure you don't want money? Mister Kato's always really stri-"

"Who?"

"Mister Kato, o-our protector. Y-Your boss, right?"

"No, not exactly." Sancho told her, as he bid her farewell, heading off towards the place she talked about, hoping to find Samehana and Hamel on his way. This little resupply run was turning into more of a situation than Sancho had liked it to be, but hopefully, straighten this all out would be done before dusk.