[Episode] Jailhouse Jamboree

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With the Boss and the rest of his fellow employees spread out all over the island doing whatever it took to secure the bag, Ricky “Bag O’ Bricks” Roulette was tasked with distracting the Marine presences so that the whereabouts of the Primetime Service & Delivery agents were not focused on by the World Government. He didn’t need his fellow agents to be bothered by local authorities, no matter the situation.

That was why the sharply dressed man found himself smoking on his cigar as he walked up the road towards the ominous Marine Base ahead of him.

He wore an all cream tan-like colored outfit, with a panama hat that suited his face fine. Underneath the jacket that draped off his shoulders was a blood red dress shirt that had little palm trees all over it. His face was affixed with black shades and he wore the same kind of shoes that a professional bowler would. Pulling off the whole Columbian drug lord vibe with his outfit of choice rather well.

But he was a lord of nothing.

Was he strong enough to deal with the forces on this island on his own? No, but he was just here to cause a distraction. A bit of a riot was all he needed to make sure that things statistically went their way.

But posing as a bounty hunter was not going to be an easy task. Especially since he lacked a reputation. But that was his in.

He lacked a reputation.

This meant that he had a unique circumstance that others didn’t. He found himself capable of posing as just about anyone he wanted in this world. The goal, of course, was simple. He was to gain a bounty alongside his crewmates. So that they could impress their clients by not being some… no name scrubs. This all had to be accomplished quickly and before Captain Brood officially put in for becoming a member of the elusive Shichibukai.

No. Not captain. He was something more now, something far less… aggressive. He was the Chairperson and this… this was business. Which was the exact reason that Ricky didn’t allow his own gambling habits to get into the way of the bottom line.

He knew that the boss was cruel, but to put him in charge of the most tempting part of the business? That was cruel and unusual punishment if he had ever seen it.

Making his way through the streets, however, he’d find himself stopped when passing by a rather large individual who stood out way more than anyone else on his crew. This man even towered over the Captain. He wondered what a half-giant was doing here.

Making his way over towards the large-scale stranger, Ricky tugged on the man’s kimono, speaking aloud with a chipper, curious tone.

“Now what is a man of your stature doing in a place like this?” He was very straight-forward in his approach.

“You aware there are pirates running around on the island, no?” He had what appeared to be a thick Italian-like accent.

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Round 1: Boss

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Round 2: Boss

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Round 3: Boss

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Round 4: Boss

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Round 1: Miniboss 1

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Round 2: Miniboss 1

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Round 3: Miniboss 1

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Round 4: Miniboss 1

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Round 1: Miniboss 2

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Round 2: Miniboss 2

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Round 1: Miniboss 3

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