The vast Open Sea stretches far across the horizon as Rambo Sails with his pirate band through open water. It's about dawn, the sun comes up over the ocean while the four of the band mates gather around a bottle dispersing neon pink tears into it. Just as Rambo is about to toss the bottle, he notices a figure drifting in the water

"MATES! Sail eastbound, I've gotta drifter-" He calls with a worried quirk of the eyebrow. His fangs makes his speech lispy