"Welcome to Punk Hazard! I am Master Caesar Clown, the owner of this island and the world's greatest scientist! Nice to meet you, new test subject, shurorororo~" ((This is a written rp attachment to the AskMasterCaesar ask blog, for all those written rps mun rly wants to do~ (also a way for mun to send IC asks and stuff since the askblog is a side blog...) So please feel free to interact ^^))
After days of floating from island to island, sneaking form ship to ship, getting blown off course by winds and storms and almost falling into the sea several times, Caesar was finally at his destination: Impel Down.
Inside this enormous prison, trapped at the very bottom was his former boss, Donquixote Doflamingo, possibly the only man Caesar had ever actually liked, certainly the best business partner and protection heâd ever had.Â
Caesar desperately needed to free Joker so he could have some semblance of a life again.
Now, mission the scientist was on would probably be the craziest thing heâd ever done, if successful he could get his wonderful, former life back, if not... well, he didnât need to think about that. Caesar would be successful, Impel Down had been breached twice before, in both those cases by pirates with no proper inside knowledge of the compound nor any stealthy devil fruit abilities. Caesar however had those two things, his devil fruit let him turn into the very air people breathed, essentially letting him turn invisible and heâd formerly worked for the World Government, specifically, the department that picked out prisoners from Impel Down and other prisons to experiment on, heâd been here several times before, he knew how this place operated.
Getting inside undetected was easy, none of the guards on the top floor had proper observation haki so they wouldnât be able to see or sense the scientist.
Honestly the hardest part of this would probably be getting the keys to Jokerâs cuffs. The keys for prisoners on level six were usually kept on the head wardenâs person at all times and while nether head warden Hannyabal or former head warden Magellan scared Caesar much on their own it would be problematic for the scientist to be spotted as they could call for proper haki and kairoseki wielding reinforcements.
Once Caesar had gotten down to where the main prison staff resided he needed to wait for the perfect moment. Keeping himself invisible and hidden in one of the ceiling corners he watched Hannyabal closely, waiting for him to be alone and vulnerable, away from Magellan since the scientist wasnât sure how well his sleeping gas would work on him, poison gas definitely wouldnât work.
it took a while but eventually Hannyabal excused himself to go to the bathroom, almost as soon as the stall door closed Caesarâs sleeping gas was seeping in and the warden slumped over. People would probably assume the guy was taking a very long dump but the scientist still had to hurry down to the lowest level and free Joker before anyone started knocking on the bathroom door and wondering what was up.
Once Caesar was finally down to level six he hesitated, he hadnât seen Joker in a long time and... this entire mess was... well it could theoretically be blamed on the scientist for getting himself kidnapped. What if Joker was angry? What if he was injured, too weak to break out?
Caesar grabbed his chest, feeling his heart beating way too fast and he took a deep breath before floating further in. He scanned every cell he passed, scowling at the miserable inmates... until he saw him.
Caesar stared at the other man. Of all the people in the world to run into while running from two of the yonkou he just had to run into a THIRD yonkou!?
âI donât know what youâre blabbing about, Iâm not âwithâ anyone! Especially not someone as uncouth as you!âÂ
Okay maybe the insult was a mistake but hey, Caesar had a habit of speaking before thinking, especially when he was in a less than perfect emotional state⊠which was currently the case.
When he survived the Paramount War, Ace had promised himself one very important thing above the other assurances: He would never put Luffy in that position again. For all that she sacrificed in her attempts to get him back, Ace never wanted her to endanger her life further, or risk losing it for someone so unworthy.Â
He kept that promise for all of two years, perhaps a little longer, until she finally tracked him down. It was heartfelt and emotional, a reunion that he never wanted to have. She yelled and screamed at him, trying to reason with the unreasonable. One thing stood out among the rest: âWhatâs the point of your freedom if you canât even enjoy it!?âÂ
He cared very little for his own personal comforts, that much was true, but he realized that he spat in the face of all her efforts. He disrespected her sacrifices, and for thatâ he was eternally sorry.Â
She roped him into her ranks soon after, which would explain his situation now.
There he sat, on the grassy deck of The Sunny, head tilted to the side. âClownâŠâ He remembered no mention of a clown among her crew mates.Â
Red eyes stared curiously at the tall figure, taking him in. Ace was used to rather odd looking individuals, as it came with the territory of fluttering about from island to island and protecting the Whitebeard territory back then. Even among Luffyâs crew, he can admit that there were some interesting people.Â
However, Caesar had a way of sticking out on his own, and Ace couldnât quite place why.Â
Caesar stared back, well, rather he glared back, feeling absolutely miserable.
His face hurt too from where that annoying straw hat brat had punched him and broken his nose. Sheâd pay! All of these disgusting pirates would pay, Joker would see to that. And the Caesar would use their dead and dying bodies as test subjects.
âIâm not a clown! Itâs just my name... can I help you?â The scientist hissed.
This guy was Portgas D. Ace, definitely, son of Gold Roger and all that. Caesar didnât really care about which pirate had which kids but in this case it was a bit hard not to know with the news shaking the world two years ago. What the former Whitebeard commander was doing on Straw hatâs ship he didnât know, werenât they siblings or something? Honestly he really didnât care, he just wanted this guy out of his face so he could sit there and figure out a plan to escape in peace.
Caesar raised an eyebrow, bending down just a little to get to Monetâs eye level.
âItâs âMasterâ, remember? Or you could go with âMaster Caesar Clownâ, just âClownâ is unacceptable, understood?â Was Monet tired? Maybe, she usually didnât screw up on his title.
âBut yes, Iâm working day and night to fulfil Jokerâs requests, if he has a problem⊠well⊠he wont have a problem.â
â Oh, I beg you pardon. I should not have assumed we were on a first name basis already-Â
  but surely, upon the Young Masterâs arrival he will be able to judge your progress by himself.â
Doflamingo definitely seemed pleased with Caesarâs performance, as he should, not even the king was immune to the scientistâs skills with his mouth.Â
Sure the orgasm hadnât been as extreme as some others Caesar had played with but that didnât matter, the shichibukai clearly had high standards and was good at keeping his composure in... intense situations like this but heâd still given his own, very subtle performance for the scientist to enjoy. Maybe heâd be able to get even more reactions out of him someday, it would be a fun little experiment if they ever did something like this again.
...which they would, apparently, right at that moment.Â
Doflamingo wanted to continue even if heâd just reached his climax? Caesar wasnât complaining at all, in fact, heâd gotten rather excited while sucking the king off, he just hadnât really noticed while heâd been busy. The painful throbbing downwards was starting to make itself known now at the mention of a reward.
âU-undress?â He sounded shy for about a second before he caught himself. Yes Caesar was very self conscious about his body sometimes but there was no need to show it, especially not when trying to impress someone (not that he needed to impress anyone as he was impressive without even trying) - the coat slid down the scientistâs slender shoulders, falling into a large fluffy heap around him. With it gone the bulge in his jumpsuit was more apparent and he barely managed to stop himself from trying to cover it with his hands.Â
Instead he reached behind him to fiddle with the zipper on the back of the jumpsuit with... less than stellar results. Usually if he needed to undress heâd just gas out of his clothes but he wasnât sure if thatâd kill the mood. The alternative was asking Doflamingo for assistance which could quite possibly also kill the mood.
//hey do you headcanon that Ceasar took a loan from Big Mom first, or that he started working with Joker/Doflamingo? I thought itâs be cool to rp some of their earlier interactions.
((I suppose if I think about it I headcanon that he took the loan from Big Mom first since he was talking about giant kids before he blew up Punk Hazard (and I hc that he met Dof after that) though just cause Vegapunk was trying to turn people into giants but still?
Ahh yes, the poor souls who brought that hellspawn into the world⊠back when he wasnât quite so⊠damaged and nasty.
Julius Crown: A curious human scientist specialising in biology. He was studying the minks when he kinda⊠fell for one of them, his child Caesar is a bit of an experiment really, a human-mink hybrid, something that no records existed of before (he does really love his son more than just an experiment dun worry)
Augusta Crown: A very curious sheep mink who always wanted to travel the world and see all the wonders it had to offer, pretty lucky that she ran into a scientist who could take her with him and teach her about all sorts of things, and he was cute too~ She also became a bit of a bodyguard to him when field research got dangerous cause Julius kinda⊠has no fighting skills to speak of.
And
Caesar Crown: Weird lil hybrid baby that inherited both his parentsâ curious nature, often to the point where he endangers himself and even others. His parents usually hide him away though, or at least cover his horns, ears and tail when other humans are around to make him seem like a normal human. Other humans donât really like other creatures like minks and fishmen you see, and a human copulating with some dirty animal? Resulting in a baby nonetheless?
