It was regular day in MURICA 🦅 🇺🇸 💥 🦅 🇺🇸 💥 and the gang was mourning the loss of the one piece.
"Darn that tempest, he ate the one piece!" Michelle complained.
"That was 472964929 Minecraft mods ago bro. Genuinely who cares." Foivos said.
"I care! I wanted that personality pizza all to myself, but because of him, I can't have it!" Personality Guy said.
"Yeah, and you'll never get it. The 3729369192 SW Productions lawyers have made sure that he only shows up once a year, and there's nothing we can do to punish him." Foivos explained.
"Well hey, it's Tempest's birthday today, so perhaps we can gift him the ability to no longer be in legal purgatory!" Michelle proposed.
"That's a really shitty gift." Admiral President God said as he materialized. "Fortunately for you guys, now that I got (forged) my brand spankin' new law degree, I'm Attorney Admiral President God. So I'll help you, and hopefully I can have the one piece after all this is over."
And so it was, that the gang ventured far and wide to find a courtroom, that ended up being two blocks down the street.
"Okay we can start." Said the judge, who was already available due to the excellent reforms that Attorney Admiral President God had made to the MURICAn legal system during his presidency.
On the plaintiff's side was Attorney Admiral President God himself and on the defense side was a legally distinct SW Productions representative (not Editing Tempest)
"Bro what the fuck am I doing with my life." The legally distinct SW Productions representative pondered.
"Give us the rights to tempest, you clown!!" Michelle exclaimed.
"Yeah, stand back or I'll use my personality argument on you!" Said Personality Guy.
"I've played 4629639 Minecraft lawyer mods. I got this." Foivos declared.
"The law is so not skibidi enough." Said John Fatman. Al Coholic punched him in the face.
Dyanosaure gave an incredible argument, quoting legends such as Martin Ryawther King, Abraham Ryawrecoln and Ryawrge Washington.
The particles of Glazer Girl's Grave said nothing because they're particles.
"Okay, why the fuck did all of you decide to get your lines off NOW? I'm the lawyer here, so shut up!" Attorney Admiral President God said.
"Okay you win." Editing Tempest said.
"The fuck, what?" Said Attorney Admiral President God in shock.
"Just sign here, and here and he's yours." The legally distinct SW Productions representative ( definitely not Editing Tempest) pulled a contract out his ass (not literally) and gave it to Michelle who eagerly signed it.
Before reading it.
"Okay so apparently what we signed gives us the rights to his likeness but not anything else about him, so we get this Tempest cardboard standee. Additionally we surrendered all previous rights we had regarding him, so all we're getting is the standee, forever. Furthermore, we got none of the one piece back." Attorney Admiral President God.
"But wait, if they signed off his likeness, how will SW Productions get to use him in their projects?" Foivos asked.
"Oh that's easy. We'll change the colour of his underwear." The representative explained. After that he vanished.
"Aren't you glad you're free, Tempest?" Michelle said to the standee. It fell over.
"Oh man, classic Tempest!" The entire gang then began laughing, because this is obviously very funny.
L'END[1]
[1] not really there's probably more