Hillan

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

Hamel hit Sancho as Sancho generated a new shield to block the rain of bullets coming his way, the wool came around him like a mantle, covering him as he turned around, the wool cloak catching the shells that would've ended the pirates life - that was, till his first mate capped him by the knees, sending the two - and the lead ridden cloak into one messy pile on the stone road.

"Dude!" Sancho shouted, as he pushed the first mate off of him. Cormac looked at him. "BOY, STOP LAYING THERE WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND!" As Sancho grunted. "You know what? Hamel, mess him up." Sancho said, as he looked to the side, at the men fighting Samehana, and the another ten guys coming down the hill a few meters away. Sancho stood up, dusted himself off, and spun around, a thick rope of wool was whipped around one of the men's chest, tying around him tightly, as Sancho swung him around - effortlessly, as he slung the man on a rope around, striking down the pirate's mates, Sancho let go after he has spun around once, the majority of pirates- sans three or four who evaded the wrath of the golden fleece pirate.

"All right, where's your dumbass captain, or do I have to go to the grandline to get him?" Sancho asked Cormac, whom was swinging at Hamel.

Which of these 'popular' lablels do you associate with?

Y'all racist as shit.

Crestwood Hollow

So I'm going to make an exception for anyone who didn't post within the ten day mark if only because I have held up @Hillan, @Roman and @Tyler in a collab.

I believe @LancerOfBlue is the only other person who hasn't posted though.

@Lord Wraith

Yeah!

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

As the bottle suddenly appeared in the roof, and the dark ceiling suddenly started moving, Chester's face went blank. A million super strong spiders He thought, as he fell to the floor, for the first time in recent memory, the captain seemed scared. "S-spider!" Chester shouted.

"With hands! And only two arms and legs!" He shouted, pointing up into the roof.

"Wait a fucking minute" He said, as he crawled back up from the floor, color returning to his face. "That's not what spiders look like! Hey, Preteniders! Give me back my drink, and get off my boat!" Chester shouted as he reached for the bottle, he grasped the bottom of the bottle, a group of the small beings held onto the bottle, keeping the pirate from moving it. "What the?!" Chester exclaimed

"Lina, can you believe this shit?!" He said, wiggling the bottle as hard as he could. "LINA WHAT IS THIS?!" He shouted, clearly flustered.

"Ittttthuuuurrrttsss" They moaned

"THEN STOP FIGHTING ME!"

"HUUUURRRTTTSSS"

"DAMMIT GUYS."

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

"What do you mean that wasn't you? You mean you didn't put my grog there, either?" Chester asked, nodding towards the shelf where he had found the now half-empty bottle. As Lina mentioned the spider, Chester froze. "S-Spider?!" He asked. Before swallowing, hard, his skin turned pale as he looked down onto his foot. And sure as shit, there was something small enough to be a spider on his leg. He shook it ,trying to get the thing off of his boot. "Get off!"

It didn't take. His face turned from frozen to angry, "I said, Get off of me!" Chester shouted. his foot blurred for a second, as Chester kicked the air, while vibrating his leg, sending anything on it off of it.

In the next moment, he went for his drink again, finding it to be gone. "Lina, did you take my drink?"

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

Chester got janked like a clown in a play - sometimes, maybe that was all he was. He looked at Lina up and down, then at the spot on the wall she was pointing too with such conviction. Then he looked back at her, then back at the spot, then back at her, and once again back at the spot, his face was blank, a slight frown. "Sure you're not going crazy?" He asked, genuinely curious, as he took another few drinks from the grog he recovered, still overjoyed about his discovery.

"I'm not seeing it. Is it a angle thing?" Chester asked, as he quickly grabbed the top of the shelf, hanging upside down in the little room. "Nope, not seeing it from here, either. He jumped down, and turned upside down, standing himself on his one hand. "... Really am not seeing it here, either." and in all of his different viewpoints, he kept drinking from his bottle, never spilling even a drop, as if the alcohol inside of the bottle was defying gravity.

"Hey, you OK?" Chester asked her, as he stood back up. "You want some?" He asked, offering her the bottle. "I thought you complained about it hurting."

"And what noise?"

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

He looked at her, and then he realized what she was doing "OH SHIT, the Melonberries!" Chester said, as he darted up after her, he looked at the plants, they seemed to the mostly unhurt. "Phew, can't have them getting destroyed now, not when we've almost gotten our distillery!" He proclaimed proudly, imagining all the booze they'd make once Kuhn built the damn place. Chester had promised Kuhn that Chester would offer some of his alcohol stash (Which turned out to be the majority of the cargo deck) For Kuhn to have a workplace - if he also built Chester a way to make booze. Well, a place for Chester to tell Lina to make booze. Lina went to work in the kitchen.

Chester came down into the kitchen, a bottle of beer in his hand.
"Hey, is there anymore booze in the storageroom there? I feel like I've misplaced a bottle of grog" Chester asked, as he looked at the kitchen - the place was a mess from the attack. "Weren't you supposed to clean this up?" the captain followed up - no response to either of his questions, he took a few moments to grab himself a sandwich Lina had prepared earlier from a plate on the counter, chewing the sandwich and swalling it down with a mouthful of beer - the bottle empty at the time the sandwich was done. He heard the shriek from the storage room, and he walked over there, finding Lina on the floor. "You OK? See a spider? You know you can kick it's ass, right?"

"... Unless it's a really big spider. In that case, wait till Macario comes back. He's also a really big man. Or Kuhn, he's got a hat." Chester mused, grabbing the bottle of grog from the shelf. "Oh, found it." He said with a big grin, walking out of the storage room.

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

Sancho made a grimace at Hamel when the first mate asked to finish his soup for him. Sancho pushed the plate towards him with the back of his hand and said coldly "Go ahead." The chef shot him another nasty look "My soup ain't good enough for you, pretty boy?!" The cook accused Sancho this time, and Sancho scoffed. "You already asked that. And I said I had already eaten."

"Lies!" The chef shouted. "You don't think my food is very good!"

"Fine, you caught me. I think the food was bad, the soup didn't taste very nice, your ingredients are low quality, and the bread was stale. A rock and seawater would be a tastier meal than that." Sancho spoke, no malice in his voice, simply as if he was stating a fact, the patrons of the pub looked at him. "... Did he just say that?" Someone said.

"T-To Cormac?!" Another patron said, as the Chef went into the back of the resturant, shouting angrily. "Say what to who? His food was bad, and he pushed me to tell him."

"Y-Yo really shouldn't have done that, son.." An elderly man said, as he got up from his chair and left the building, the entire tavern was cleaned out in the next ten seconds. "... Hell's going on here?" Sancho asked, as he heard the cocking of a gun, and quickly dove next to the corner. The rain of bullets flew past him, as Cormac came out, his greasy white shirt covered his beergut, with several stains on it, he wore an eyepatch he had not worn before, and now he had a bandanna on his head instead of the hairnet he wore before. He also donned a black jacket a couple of sizes too small - no way was he able to close it over his rather big gut. [Mad Chef Cormac, 1st Mate of the DOOM Pirates 4th Division]

"Ya think you can come into my resturant, and disrespect my food like that?! Do you know how much spit I've put into the soup!?"

"Somehow, I think that was the problem with the soup!" Sancho shouted back, hearing the chef reload his musket, he stood up, only to be met with his four duckfoot pistol barrels being fired at him, just in time, Sancho managed to make a shield out of the golden material coming out of his forearms, the wool created a hard enough surface to block teh bullets.

"What the hell?!" Cormac asked, as Sancho looked at Hamel. "Let's get out of here." He told him, as he threw the circle of wool at Cormac, the two of them heading out of the tavern, to where Samehana was, sitting on a pirate. There were worse scenarios they could've found her in.

"Great, you're here. Things seem to be getting messier now."

The door was kicked open as Cormac kicked it off the hinghes, now he was donning a musket and a meat cleaver. "YOU'RE GONNA PAY FOR THAT, BOY!" He shouted at Sancho, whom looked at him with tired eyes. "Men, what the hell are you doing! Mess these kids up, or the captain's gonna tan your hides!" he shouted, and suddenly, the men Samehana had disciplined stood up, and got urged to draw their swords. "Cormac! We called in the other two squads, they're coming down the hill now, we'll outnumber them!" The man said as Cormac smiled sadistically.

"Good. You three shitheads are gonna feel the WRATH OF THE DOOM PIRATES FOURTH DIVISION"

"Oh great. Pirates. Well, guys, we were waiting for this to happen." Sancho said, looking at his crewmates.

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

"Lina! Don't give him ideas, you know he just might!" Kuhn shouted, firing his rifle at one of the cannons onbard the pursuing shit, destroying the weapon. "Might do what?!" Chester asked, as he climbed the ropes of the mast with two quick steps, leaping out from the mast, hitting a cannonball hard enough to send it back at the enemy without destroying the projectile, it landed on the maindeck of the pursuers, Chester was freefalling it seemed, straight into the water, but the pirate had secured a rope around his ankle, catching him at the height of Kuhn's barrel, Chester waved and grinned. "Howdy."

"I swear, Captain." Kuhn said, as the rope gave way, and Chester almost fell into the water, his fingers holding onto the edge of the ship, he heeved himself up, rubbing his shoulder - the one the guy from the other day had stabbed him in. He had showered since then, and was donning a couple of bandages

"Phew. They've stopped chasing." Chester confirmed. "All right, they did not like us, no sir."

Chester went with the rest to check on the damages. "Man, that's my favorite hammock!" Chester said, as he was heading for the hole in the hull, as if he was gonna jump to the ships that had attacked them, Kuhn grabbed him by the collar. "Calm down, Cap'n."

"I'll go." Kuhn said. "I'm the least.. piratey of us. Well, except for da lady. But I wouldn't wanna risk her well being on the island. And besides, I'm the one who'll end up repairing this place." The gunner said.

"Hey, I wanna go!" Chester said.

"I'll get parts to build the distillery I showed you the blueprints for, Cap'n."

".. You may go."

Crestwood Hollow

It's a good thing I'm both now.

I just don't want this to die before anything happens really. It seems like this could be a lot of fun. We're all busy so I won't say anything more than that, but I also know that lack of communicating about when you can post can lead to a RP death too, so if you can't post for a bit, make sure you let it be known

@FantasyChic

Ay ay, Cap'n.