[Literally out of nowhere, Dave stood between Marco and Grell, holding his glowy legendary sword with the tip pointed at the prior's face and his back to the other. Though, Dave was less on the stupid side than previously hinted--as there was a second Dave standing with another legendary sword pointed at his captain. Then, there were three more Daves on the deck, all three with their swords at the ready, evaluating the situation and watching for outside interference.
Every single Dave was wearing the tatters of the green suit he had died in, but all the blood that had stained it before was gone and a Dave nip-slip was totally a thing at this point.]
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[Literally out of nowhere, Dave stood between Marco and Grell, holding his glowy legendary sword with the tip pointed at the prior's face and his back to the other. Though, Dave was less on the stupid side than previously hinted--as there was a second Dave standing with another legendary sword pointed at his captain. Then, there were three more Daves on the deck, all three with their swords at the ready, evaluating the situation and watching for outside interference.
Every single Dave was wearing the tatters of the green suit he had died in, but all the blood that had stained it before was gone and a Dave nip-slip was totally a thing at this point.]
Let's just chill for a minute. Sound good?