TW///Peusdo Drug use,Insanity,hallucinations

(Sea of Thieves AU)

Puppet grabbed the Tar black bottle off his shelf,and opened it. Finally,he was alone so he could do it. He used the eye dropper to suction some of the ink,then looked straight up in the air.

The drops stung like hell,they always did. Then,the good part came.

"FIRE!" He shouted. The cannon's beside him fired,and the ships in front of him suffered massive damage. Some of his cremates were bailing water,some were boarding,some were repairing,but it was chaos. Puppet was stearing the boat,maneuvering it in masterful ways unlike any other. "KEEP SHOOTING!" He hollered.

He struggled to contain his laughter,waking up Rosie right now would be suicide. He bit onto his arm,slashing into the nearby wall with his sword.

It was a peaceful day of selling. So much gold! Puppet smiled. How much would be his share? How much could he buy with his share? Those questions buzzed around in his head as he sparred with Rosie as he watched his crew selling their Loot.

Puppet knew that the ink also had other...effects,too,besides the hallucinations. He felt GREAT. It was a pleasure unlike any other. Better than food,better than the finest wine. The hallucinations died down and Puppet collapsed,and listened to the voices he could now hear clearly. They were talking to Puppet,telling him of great fortune throught a huge fight. And them...he couldn't hear the voices anymore.

The worst thing about the ink is the side effects. Puppet groaned and grabbed at his head. He grabbed at the nearby container of grog and downed it,before refilling it and downing it again. It hurt,and the only thing he found helped was grog,and wasting his eyes out with fresh water.

But,the ink granted him so many things,he never wanted to get rid of it. He laughed quietly to himself,seeing the spirits around him seemingly getting drunk off grog too.

Surely,2 more drops of ink before bed wouldn't hurt,they would certainly spice up his dreams,that's for sure.

Ans maybe 2 more drops when he wakes up.

At this rate he would be out of ink in a week.