I have no clue what happened, I just wanted cheese.
Maxwell Ander’s life can be summed up to a series of very fortunate accidents. When Maxwell was very young he accidentally found himself on a ship filled with Pirates that just so happened to allow him to stay with them. Later he just so happened to accidentally consume a devil fruit, one that allowed him to communicate with and control rats and a few other select rodents, mostly rats and mice. While messing with his new found abilities he accidentally scared his former captain and crew so badly, that one day they docked the ship and never came back. Through the years Maxwell has accidentally accrued a great amount of wealth due to rats being…well, rats. Taking shiny things and bringing them back to their den, AKA the ship Maxwell now captains.
If I am being perfectly honest, the idea of someone who manages to “accidentally” their way into being a well known, at least inconvenience, in the world is a hilarious concept. One Piece is filled with just as many wacky silly characters as it is serious ones, so exploring a more silly plot line seems like a fun thing to do.
Organization: The Rat Tail Pirates
Position: Captain
Starting Sea: East Blue
Devil Fruit: Whisper-Whisper Fruit Variant: Rodent
This fruit allows Maxwell to communicate telepathically with rodents. Though it does not allow him control over them he gets by just fine by bribing them to do tasks for him with food.
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Maxwell could not fathom how he had mistaken a devil fruit for a wheel of cheese but it seemed somehow, he had. Where had the thing even come from? He honestly had no clue. Things just seemed to happen to him. The amount of times strange things, or good fortune happened to fall into his lap was staggering. He had yet to determine if this was strange, good fortune or both. All he knew is he was now staring at a rat who had told him not to step on it while he was walking through the cargo hold of his crew's ship.
"Did you just… talk to me?" He questioned leaning closer to the seemingly cornered rodent. Its little body heaving from its heavy breathing.
"You understand me?" The high pitch voice squeaked back in the brunette's head. Both creatures blinked, though the rat did so at a faster rate than Max did.
"I...I think so..." Maxwell sat down, forgetting the reason he had come down here in the first place. The rat remained in its place though seemed less apprehensive now that the human was seated. Both seemed to stare at each other for a long time before the rodent broke the silence.
"Well...I...I go now." It said before scurrying off to somewhere Maxwell could no longer see it. The male sat there for several more minutes processing this information before eventually remembering he had come down here to grab some vegetables for the ship's cook.
Maxwell spent the following weeks after his discovery communicating with the ship's rodent residents. He hadn't noticed how many were aboard the ship until he could start talking to them. The number would have been alarming if he hadn't been distracted with the fact that he could now talk to them. Which had become less of an odd fact to him as the weeks passed. Each rat had their own personality and even had their own self given names. It had taken a while for him to build trust with the rodents, but by now he could get them to do small tasks for him if he simply promised food. Most of these tasks needed to be done at night when the crew was sleeping to avoid detection.
There had been a lot of trial and error so Maxwell ended up with many of the other crew member's personal belongings. Something he kept to himself as explaining how he ended up with them was not something he wanted to do. They would likely throw him overboard for being some sort of loon. So now the crew was convinced the ship was haunted, the missing belongings on top of the mysterious shuffling and scratching at night had many of them spooked. So much so that when they docked a day ago everyone left the ship, leaving Maxwell and his rats alone. The fact that none had come back yet was concerning to say the least.
Maxwell had requested that many of the ship's resident rats leave the ship in search of his crew, concerned they might have been captured by marines. However, all the rats he sent out came back with no news on his shipmates. It was as if they had vanished.
"You don't think they were so scared that they just abandoned the ship do you?" He questioned one of the rats that had stayed behind. He simply received an unsure squeak back.
"If they did leave, that means the ship belongs to you now." Replied another, seeming relieved that it didn't have to sneak around, at least for now.
Maxwell waited a few more days, sending rats out periodically to check around before finally deciding that his former crew had quite literally abandoned the ship. He hadn't meant to spook them but such was the way of Maxwell's luck. Strange, and or extreamly lucky things always seemed to simply fall into his lap.
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