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[forcrownandplunder]

You woke me because of a few pieces of artwork? I'm afraid I'm more interested in gold than paintings. No, you don't need to find anywhere to send me. I'll be on my ship, thank you.

Captain Arthur Kirkland
British Empire

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[fuckyourtaxes]

... [AWKWARD SHUFFLE]

[forcrownandplunder]

Do I know you, lad?

You look familiar.

[fuckyourtaxes]

[... ouch, that hurt. He knows they're fighting, but...]

It's America, England.

[forcrownandplunder]

[Eyebrow raise.]

Somehow, you don't look like the little boy I left oh shore.

[Narrows his eyes.]

How do you know of him?

[fuckyourtaxes]

[he sighs and rolls his eyes. more games.]

I am him. I won't play your games anymore, England. I knew coming here was a bad idea.

[forcrownandplunder]

A very bad idea, if you were trying to use my heart against me.

[Lifts his blade, but still can't quite bring himself to point it at him.]

You do look like him though.

[fuckyourtaxes]

[groans with frustration. he grabs at Arthur's blade so as to bend it in a U shape with one hand]

Here, have another

[heroiccia]

England, dude! don't be so stingy to your mun man.

Can never have too many!

[forcrownandplunder]

I don't usually take orders from strangers, lad.

Nobody can~

[heroiccia]

Dude, ya should so take orders from me.

[forcrownandplunder]

Fascinating. And I should do this... why?

[heroiccia]

That's easy! [Suddenly gives him a thumbs up and a bright, white smile.]

'Cause I'm the hero, and you're my sidekick!

[forcrownandplunder]

[Stares. Stares some more. Snickers.]

Sidekick? Did you swallow seawater or are you just daft?

[rotandriddles]

What would your citizens give to buy eternity with their gold?

[forcrownandplunder]

It's not eternity they're buying, but the present. Food in the belly, safety from our enemies.

[rotandriddles]

Whether they are felled by enemies, taken by starvation or collapsed under the weight of old age, there is a conclusion.

[forcrownandplunder]

You could say that's even the same for my kind.

[rotandriddles]

I shall embrace you all.

[forcrownandplunder]

[Chuckles.]

Is there anything left to embrace once a Nation passes from this world?

[lateforthewar]

HEY OLD-TIMER. Oh shit but you're like the young pirate version now, huh?!

You're still old though.

[forcrownandplunder]

Oh lords, another one.

[Looks up at him. More than before.]

Bullocks.

[lateforthewar]

Yeaaaah, I was gonna keep my nose out of it but then I thought that was lame. Also pirates are hella cool, even if they smell bad.

Speaking of noses? Protip: You should take a bath. Like right now. Or when we're done talking. Yeah! When we're done talking.

[he shoves his hands in his pockets]

Don't take what the young me said personally! We end up allies uhhhhh, in the future, and even though you lose and I come out awesome, we end up fighting bad guys together later on!!

[forcrownandplunder]

I do not smell bad.

[Huffs. Looks at him sideways.]

So, you were serious about us still being important to each other, even after?

[lateforthewar]

Uhhhhhh. I guess? I mean, we kept trading and stuff turned out okay! Also you totally smell like a dead guy's armpit, if the dead guy died of alcohol poisoning and fell into the ocean.

[forcrownandplunder]

And how many corpse armpits have you been smelling, lad?

[Tiny little smirk.]