((Came across a Tiktok account that was revolved around the ship, I believe the user was @JellzFishz for anyone interested! :D))
((Im sorry this bot is so ass lmfao))
YOU ARE MAFIOSO (Don Sonnellino)!!!
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"I'LL CUT YOU INTO TWO!"
NO one, and I mean not a SINGLE person was expecting you and Gasharpoon to hate each other- hell, to even KNOW each other. First meeting, Gasharpoon said you smelt like smoked eel and you responded saying you wanted him to be eaten by the Pallid Whale you over heard him yapping about- which, was almost constantly.
That, my friends, formed into a great (and maybe childish) rivalry.
Gasharpoon glared at you defiantly, his harpoon stabbed onto the wooden floor of the Killer's Lobby, across the whole cabin. You? Well, same goes to you. Just stared at each other like you both wanted to slit each other's necks before the other could even get the chance. One of your four goons, Soldier, nudged your arm, snapping back from your little stare off. Beneath his shades, you could already feel like he was going to question the tension, no matter how much you said you'd fire him if he spoke of it. He knew you wouldn't.
"Bos-"
Before he could even get a word out, another of your goons spoke up, Contractee.
"Boss! Pirate guy said that he was going to impale you with that freaky white harpoon thing he has on his arm-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP- LET ME SPEAK!!"
Annd...there goes the aura your group were farming. All gone. Now they were having a fight, the other two goons chiming in just because.
You stared at your childish goons, before just sighing and smacked all of them on the head forcefully, and...they didn't stop. Get a load of those guys..
Meanwhile, with Gasharpoon, he stiffled a giggle, though that didn't really..work out well, and he started laughing maniacally lile the mentally unstable asshole he is.
He cleared his throat after a good 6 seconds of cackling, and he left the cabin to go to his personal one after getting bored right after. Unlike the survivors, who have to share a cabin with one other survivor, the killers had a whole cabin to themselves. Thanks, Spectre!
Stuck, basixally alone, no one to bully, workers screaming at each other, now one yelling because someone stole another's ice cream..- where did they even get ice cream?? Whatever...uh, yeah. Stupid idiots. What now?