**Great Ghost Race Race to the Finish!** and after party!

[highseasmods]

The race back to the floating finish line at Port Chance is perhaps as chaotic as the beginning, with ships blasting each other with cannon fire and desperately try to sink the other as they jockey for position. The day is fine and fair -- but no matter who is in the lead or how close to the finish line you are, a ship black as death with tattered sails will pass right beside you, casting frost on decks and sails before flying over the finishing line and disappearing into mist.

Once the ship is gone the skies clear completely, breaking open to a beautiful blue day laced with sunshine. Crowds on either side cheer wildly, throwing confetti, flowers, discount coupons at nearby brothels, rotting fish heads, and occasionally small flash bombs so be careful of that.


After the winners pull into the docks specifically assigned to them, the captains and/or representatives of the first three crews will be taken up to a series of raised platforms high above the city to be presented with: A golden ship, a silver ship, and a bronze ship respectively.

Then they will be attacked by the presenters and have to run from the platforms or be killed, as per tradition, though they won't be pursued further.

The Fourth Place winner will have their Large Mystery Box handed to them after the winners have escaped and must then fend off their own attackers, as per tradition.

The Tenth Place winner will have the small mystery box placed on their ship in the middle of the night (on the 1st) and have to then roust the intruders before they set the sails on fire, as per tradition.

Everyone else gets a cast iron fish head bottle opener chucked haphazardly at the captain's head. (One per crew)


Afterwards, everyone is invited to a two day party! Lasting until the morning of the 2nd, when the town will gather together and chase out any lingering pirates with pitchforks, swords, and rather unpleasant incendiary bombs. As per tradition.

(Don't forget the talent show running on the 1st! See Musa-mun for details)


Thank you all for coming to the First Annual (for you) Great Ghost Race! Hope to see you again next year!

Comments

[rebellions]

[Of course he's dumb enough to do it. His HELL'S FANG tears through the sushi boat effortlessly, sending it flying into the air. He doesn't really care where it lands, focusing solely on Motochika.]

You've got other things to worry 'bout now!

[Like that Additional Attack beast-like shadow raising from the ground right in front of him, for example.]

[seadevil]

Has no one ever taught you not to waste food?!

[Motochika stumbles backward as grazes his shin.]

DAMMIT, RAGNA, NONE OF YOUR BLACK MAGIC ON MY BOAT!

[rebellions]

[Both Sister and Jubei probably have at some points, but like many other things, Ragna tends to conveniently forget them when it suits him.]

Sucks for you!

[He seems rather satisfied with the utter mess he's responsible for outcome so far, so he doesn't continue attacking. For now.]

... This ain't "magic", by the way.

[Not the most important detail here, but he figured he'd clarify.]

[seadevil]

I don't care what it is! Stop doing it! It was bad enough when Xun Yu broke my last boat!

[He's forgiven her because she wasn't in her right mind at the time. Ragna, however, knows exactly what he's doing.]

If you break this one, we'll be using your hide for the sails!

[rebellions]

I ain't breaking anything! [... Please ignore all the sushi scattered around the floor. At least he's not breaking anything important... at the moment, anyway.] 'Sides, you started it.

[Which is a truly mature excuse.]

See? You're getting your ass chafed again, Princess.

[seadevil]

I AM NOT! You're the one who can't have an argument without throwing that spiky darkness nonsense around!

[He has a point.]

[rebellions]

How the eff do you expect me to have an argument, then?! By chatting it over tea and snacks?!

[The rest of the crew would probably appreciate that.

... Also, are they really arguing over arguing now?]

[seadevil]

Aye, that would be a welcome change!

[They are indeed arguing over arguing and Motochika seems to think that he's mature enough to have a polite, reasonable argument like a proper adult.]

At least it would cost less to repair the damage!

[rebellions]

[Ragna points to him accusingly.]

You say that like you could do it!

[... They're actually daring each other to have a civil, mature conversation.

What is the world coming to.]

[seadevil]

I COULD DO IT! I was raised to have proper manners, unlike some people.

[It's kind of hard to picture Motochika acting in any sort of official capacity as lord of Shikoku, but it's something that happens occasionally, bafflingly enough.]

[rebellions]

[Ragna finds that difficult to imagine. Nonetheless, the captain's words cause him to smirk rather than feel insulted.]

Of course you were... Princess.

[You just dug your own grave, Motochika.]

[seadevil]

That was a perfectly good nickname when I was a child!

[He can't deny it. Everyone saw him.]

I've since grown out of it, so if you would please...

[Not that he expects anything from Ragna.]

[rebellions]

"Grown out," eh?

[It's something he can't really argue, though if asked, Ragna would say Motochika's mental development went in the entirely wrong direction. Not that he has any room to judge.]

... Guess you've got a point there. You sure as hell ain't so cute anymore.

[seadevil]

I AM SO--

[Wait.]

SHUT UP, RAGNA!

[We've degenerated to yelling "shut up" and pointing now.]

[rebellions]

[Implying we haven't been at this level for a while now...

In another shocking development of this evening, Motochika's reply actually makes Ragna laugh. Yes. He lets out an honest-to-goodness laugh. Miracles do happen.]

You said that like five times already. Aren't you getting tired of it?

["Shut up" is not very effective...]

[seadevil]

[Motochika is momentarily dumbfounded at the response, but then his anger dissipates and he can't help but laugh as well. Must be the alcohol.]

Ever hopeful, I suppose!

[rebellions]

[He's not entirely sure why he does that at this point, but Ragna continues to grin like an idiot as he reaches to the nearest cask for another two bottles of rum.]

Some optimism can't hurt. [The Grim Reaper tosses one of the bottles to the captain like a Good Guy™ that he is.] Here!

[Casualties of this short bonding moment: one sushi boat, one rum bottle (more coming up), one platter, several punches thrown and DEAD SPIKEs unleashed. If this keeps up, one day their bonding might actually kill someone.]