(Meant to release before ch7 Part 2)
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Big News Morgan released a contented sigh, for it was likely to be a good day going forward, as he watched his messengers fly off in every which way, their bags filled to the brim with the new scoop. He almost couldn't help his giddiness as he turned around, enjoying the brief breeze of wind before he made his way back inside the ships quarters and all the chaos it currently entailed. He idly dodged the flying stapler and manouvered himself through the hundreds of papers and birds fluttering about as they tried to finish their jobs.
"Be careful with that!" Morgan suddenly squeaked when his eyes landed on the morons trying to handle the sorting, even this far, amidst all the growing chaos, he could see a problem. He promptly flew towards the rather shaken birds.
"The bounty poster goes last!" He yelled off, a twitch on his face.
The birds promptly nodded rapidly before they turned back without missing a beat.
Morgan himself wasn't sure why the Celestial Warlord insisted, but far be it for him to question Joker's choices. With another tap to the head of the three idiots, earning groans in the process, he promptly turned on his feet and settled for making a few more rounds before checking in on the others.
Truth be told he wasn't all that bothered by the arrangement of the scoop, so long as the information was accurate, and he had a feeling Joker agreed. The Underworld Emperor let out another contended sigh once his eyes landed on the contents of the third page of what was likely to be his greatest scoop in history. Though he himself wasn't entirely sure what issue the Underworld Broker had when it came to one of the Supernova, but he was certainly curious...
It wasn't all that uncommon, truth be told, for a pirate to put out a bounty on another but... Well, it wasn't every day someone put out a billion beli hit either.
Though if the bit printed on the third page regarding the Supernova's devil fruit abilities, it was going to be rather difficult for anyone to capture him alive, as Joker requested.
Still he supposed, given the damn title of said page, it certainly fit in a sense... Though he knew the truth of it, the world was going to believe otherwise. Joker had no intention of letting the marines hide the fact one of their admirals had been killed, a fact he'd himself just had proven true mere minutes ago. How he felt about the fact an Admiral had been taken, which he had a relatively workable theory on... Not that Joker had tried to hide the fact when he'd told him of his intentions to have an admiral or two killed... Days before going through with it.
But what he did know, was a good scoop. And Joker had given him plenty.
This was going to be the biggest piece he'd ever release! And the last for the foreseeable future... At least until he could set up shop elsewhere.
He read through Trafalgar D Water Laws practical history and justification for his crimes against the marines... Said information explained in detail in the fourth page following it and the near six pages after really. All expressly set out to air every dirty piece of laundry the Joker could get his hands on regarding the World Government, which was certainly substantial. From the the Flavence tragedy to the walkway of slaves in Mariejois. Though of course, two were naturally kept for the big stage, ie the front page.
The second page itself was, quite simply, dedicated to one of the Yonko, particularly Red-hairhimself.
Morgan opened the door, making his way further down the airborne ship, away from the noise of the main workspace had. Not taking him long as he reached his destination. The sound from within barely reaching him, even as he reached the door to the near sound-proofed room.
"-NDING TO BE A PIRATE!" It seemed he'd reached the ending of the recording. Morgan mused to himself, though he made sure to avoid making any noise as he watched the sea of the soon to be priceless modified tone dials record the infamous call currently playing, edited to remove Joker's name and status of course. The second page didn't consist of too many words, especially when compared to the rest. But what it came with, particular the modified tone dials, more than made up for it.
Of course none of that compared to the front page, and for that matter the only page Joker insisted on headlining himself... And he wasn't entirely sure what to make of it but, all the same he wasn't all too bothered by the man's clear... Sanity issues.
The content he'd provided, had once again, vastly made up for it. From the information of the supposedly empty throne and the true shadow that controlled the world. To Ohara's burning and the missing void century. Something even Joker hadn't known much on, though he supposed it wouldn't be long before countless would start looking.
But above all, perhaps the most important was the snippet at the bottom regarding the true secret to get to Laugh Tale. The true secret to becoming Pirate King.
And exactly where to find each of the four Ponyglyph.
Yes, Morgan mused, it was going to be a very good day.
-IM DID OHARA!-
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(All characters involved in the following snippet are OC, more hints of Doffy's plan included.)
-O. Isla, North Blue-
He'd always been rather fascinated when it came to his son's powers. From the very beginning, even when the Queen, the boy's mother, herself had been apprehensive. Which he thought was a bit odd, given it was her idea to gift him with the power.
Still, regardless, he'd always been fascinated.
It wasn't one that was famous neither. He doubted the royal family would want to paint such a target on their heir.
Nor was it flashy in any sense of the word.
He watched, pure interest lighting his eyes, his wife sucking in a breath at every stroke their son took. His eyes alight as he moved with a precision far above his age. His hand akin to a conductors as he swirled around, never once getting a drop out of order. Every stroke perfect.
He watched as the painting figuratively came to life, as every hauntingly accurate detail showed, from the dishevelled carpets to the shadows on the wall. As the very expressions on those pictured practically shown. Echoing thousands of words in but a few strokes of a brush. From the audience watching the blasphemy to the caged indecipherable holy being.
He released the breath he'd been holding in. His son's eyes dimming as the teen quietly put down the brush.
The royal family had always been famous for it's works of art. He'd never really known howthey'd never once deteoritated in value, their works going as far as half a century back... He'd certainly found out after marrying into them.
It had, as it always turned out to be with her, been the work of a devil.
Which given it made up about an eighth of the country's wealth made the fruit itself in truth priceless to them.
"Who is this meant to be?" The Queen murmured, her eyes wide as they stared at the one piece she couldn't remember asking for. One finger pointed to the one painted before the cage. His form shrouded in dark colours, his arms wide. The clothing tattered and a grin on his shadowed face.
"Pirate." Her son mumbled, his eyes blinking closed.
The Queen nodded, a warm smile on her face as she slowly lowered herself to the ground, grabbing her son and heir close to her.
"What did he call it?" He questioned, referring to the joker that had commissioned the work, his gaze slowly turning to his family. They'd obviously been somewhat apprehensive at first... Atleast until the beli's had arrived. Proving both, that their client had the wealth to pay them... And knew how to find them.
"'Nobility?'" She answered, herself thinking about the same individual. The only difference been exactly what they intended to do with the piece of art.
They had after all, not that her husband knew, given them template to work of... Which said wonders about the kind of person they were. And given the message they insisted on having put on top of the piece...
Why, if she didn't know any better, she'd say their client planned to put it behind the Empty Throne.
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