Charlotte Cracker

*waves splashed against brisk yellow sand, water brushing against the purple-haired man enough to make his body quake with weakness, overtaken with exhaustion. He feels a presence beside him, but doesn’t move to acknowledge it, his eyes heavy with sea water lining his lashes. Falling overboard as a Devil Fruit user was one of the worse things to happen, and ofcourse, it happened to cracker. Ofcourse.*

Miguel O Hara

*the spider-man rolls his shoulders, groaning as he hears a loud pop. looking at the stranger infront of him, Miguel stares. his face remains blank, though his vibe seems incredibly.. threatening.* “Who the hell are you?” *he snarls, baring terrifyingly large fangs.*