Dialing Numerals

Dialing and Calling
Through the waters of the New World rumbled in the name of the recent events, a fleet of ships led by the Numerals themselves soared across these same waters. Some of them, after all, decided to converge after the battle in Aurora.

"BIRURURURUUUU!" Willahelm Bill sung into the breezing ocean, tongue rolling out of his mouth as it dripped with booze. Many of the O.G Pirates stood behind him, since he could be found at the uttermost front of their ship's deck, the ship known as The OG. Bill had no alterations to his appearance, though, his hat was not atop his head, "Where we headin'?!" He asked.

The first to speak was Billie, one of the crew's elite. "I'm... not s'sure meself?" He glanced over a map with his single eye. "Dunno' where the... um, Mimes, Sirens, or even that Dandy dude're going... I feel like we in familiar waters." Though he said that, Billie took a look at the other ships by their sides. "O-"

Bill ran over Billie, knocking him into one of the ship's masts, and reached out of the deck. "Y'AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL!!" Waves got pushed away and ships rocked at the birth of such a voice. "WHERE Y'ALL GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIN'?!"

"Rip me fuckin' ears," Willy snarled from the other side of the deck, figure hunched over it as some puke made its way out of his mouth. Behind him, Willie's large hand patted his back, whose lips were curved down and eyes watery.