A/N: Yeah, this is a thing to kill writer's block. Please excuse the change of formats within the same chapter, it's kind of an establishing thing, yanno?

Disclaimer: I don't own the format of this story or One Piece.

Chapter 1

It was a rainy afternoon on an unknown island. Inside an empty bar, a young woman in her 20s was sitting at a table.

The door opens and nine pirates enter. Two women, a reindeer, a skeleton, a cyborg and four males.

"Where is she?" The blonde swirly eyebrowed heart eyed male asked.

"How should I know, ero-cook? She said she would be here." The green haired swordsman said.

"What did you call me, marimo!?"

The woman sweatdrops before quickly standing up and walked over to them, trying not to trip over her feet as the orange haired woman broke up the fight.

"You're the Straw Hat Pirates, right?"

"Who are you?"

"Me?" The woman smirked. "I'm CherieRoseLoveless."

There was an awkward pause as the nine pirates stared at her.

"YOU?!" They collectively yelled.

"Yeah, I am she. By the way, don't start with jokes about my height. I've heard them all before."

Cherie waved towards the table.

"So, shall we begin?" She smiles.

Me: Hey, I guess. After being defeated by writer's block on both my OP tumblr blog ohfuckivebeenonepieced and my OP story The Nightingale Girl, I've decided to do one of these ask-the-character story thingys. It's the Straw Hats for now, but other characters and pirate crews will drop in throughout the story.

Luffy: Oi, Cherie, where's the meat?

Me: Oh, damn. Forgot about your bottomless stomach.

*Magics up a big plate of meat*

*Luffy starts eating, meat goes flying into everybody's face*

Me: Geez, thanks a lot, Luffy, you've ruined my dress! I got this especially for this!

*Removes bottles of booze and places it on the table*

Me: Zoro, Nami?

*Zoro and Nami have already started to drink*

Brook: Miss Cherie, may I see your panties please?

Me: Sure, why not? *Gets up and lifts up skirt*

Brook: *Nosebleeds*

Me: *Pulls down skirt* You okay, Brook? That was a pretty nasty nosebleed.

Brook: Even though I don't have a nose! Yohohohoho!

Me: *Snorts* Anyways, you, the readers, can-

*Door crashes open to reveal the Red Haired pirates, and Mihawk*

Me:...The hell? Shanks!? What are you doing here?

Shanks: You invited me here, Cherie!

Me: I didn't expect y'all to show up this early! And how did Mihawk end up tagging along?!

Mihawk: They crossed my path.

Me:...Well, okay.

Shanks: Where's the booze?

Me: *Sighs and magics up unlimited booze*

Shanks: Now it's a party!

*Cheering and whooping ensue as I cover my face with my hand as Brook suddenly starts playing the piano that has appeared-That wasn't my doing, I swear!*

Me: As I was saying, you, the readers can send in any sort of questions for the characters, even dirty ones! Just make sure that it is readable, okay?

Mihawk: Why would you want dirty questions?

Me: *Stares at Mihawk dreamily* I dunno...

Mihawk: You're drooling on me...

Me: Ah, sorry. *Wipes mouth* Anyways, send, send, send!