Emily Rudd (Patreon)

Emily had to admit, playing Nami was really wonderful. Nami was always the kind of character that almost any gal would love to play as, given how fun and vibrant she was. The smartest gif in the room, and in Emily’s opinion, the cutest. Emily only really had one problem with the amazing Nami. Nami wasn’t exactly a powerhouse. Oh sure, she kicked plenty of ass, but she wasn’t exactly Luffy. Emily sure wanted to play Nami as. Mega powerhouse that no one could stop. Sure, Emily tried to pitch the concept to the writers. They more than laughed her out of the room because they found the idea ludicrous. Emily wasn’t exactly a fan of the laughter, but she understood why they were laughing at her. None of them believed that she was able to be as strong as she was claiming Nami should be. All Emily had to do was prove she was more than strong enough to claim that title.

Getting all of the men to do tug of war with her was more than easy to do. All Emily had to do was put in the charm and the men were practically puddy in her hands. All she had to do was smile and tell them it was for a video, and then more than gladly joined in. Getting over a dozen of her fellow actors, from Iñaki Godoy to Vincent Regan, all of the men had set up on one end of the rope for Emily. The men weren’t taking any of this seriously as they held on to the rope, as Emily held on to one hand and gave them a nice wave and a bright smile. The men didn’t even put in any effort on the rope, not wanting to drag the poor girl across the open parking lot like a tiny victim. As the men started chatting with each other, not really holding on the rope with any real effort, Emily decided to punish them a bit for that behavior. Emily barely tugged on the rope, no actual effort as she did.

The men all got dragged forward, their legs giving in and their arms nearly pulled off. None of them knew what had happened, and just saw Emily barely bending her arm towards herself. Emily wasn’t really trying, not even feeling her arm flex as she pulled her arm closer to herself. The men, over two dozen of them, didn’t understand what was going on. How could one woman even drag them forward so easily? Well, as much as she dragged them, they knew they had numbers against her and they were all men, so all they had to do was pull back! All of them putting in the effort to beat Emily. None of them really wanted to hurt her, but there was a sense of male pride in this. That the idea of them losing to her, ALL of them, was something that none of these men wanted to have happen to them.

Emily herself just mocked a yawn, as her arm didn’t even bend no matter how much they pulled back. Emily stopped her arm from moving backwards, but only because she wanted to feel how strong the men were. No matter how much they pulled, Emily never felt like she was in danger of losing to the guys. It was like they weren’t even trying. Well, given how hard it looked they were shoving and their muscles failing, it did seem they were trying as hard as they could. It would be kind of cute if they didn’t laugh at her so much earlier. Emily blew the men a kiss and made sure in her most innocent girly voice to really mock them.

“Are you boys even trying? I really don’t feel it at all. How about you all actually put your backs into it and maybe, just maybe, I’ll feel it.”

This really must have gotten the goat of all of the men there. One in particular, because he rushed out to get something. The rest of the men suffered a bit for it, skidding closer and closer to Emily, as she kept pulling closer towards her. None of the men had a problem afterward when they saw what he was getting, and they helped him tie it. The man was tying the rope to the front bumper of his truck, and he was ready to floor it hard. Emily didn’t mind at all, giving them any advantage would be beneficial for the men. Emily even let the man flood the car as hard as he could, watching the truck blast away. Emily felt the pull behind her, and the men were congratulating their friend hard. They finally thought they had her beat. How cute. The fact they thought this would work was almost adorable in how wrong it is. The man hit as hard as he could, thinking Emily would let go when the rope pulled back. There is no way she would cling on to this and be killed by his car going 90. All of the men let go, knowing the car would do the right job. The man thought, all of the men, that he finally won.

Instead, the car just stopped and wasn’t able to move. The man driving the car wasn’t certain what had happened, and checked to see what Emily was doing. Emily was holding on, her arms not even straining, and she mocked a kiss. The man was furious, and slammed hard on the gas pedal. Emily felt the rope tug back hard, but again her arms weren’t moving. Emily waited to feel the smoke build up and the engine nearly exploding from her holding on. The car couldn’t do anything, and the man was still hitting hard. Instead, Emily pulled her arms back. Just a bit. The car ripped in half as the front of the car headed towards her and the back shot off and slammed into a brick wall. Every man saw what had happened, and all of them saw the waving Emily. It was after that, season 2 was changed. Now, Nami was the powerhouse of the show, preforming fears of strength no one else could, and was practically the main character. Many fans complained… and stopped when Emily invited them over for a simple tug of war. Even when she let them pull first. Course, Emily was nice, she always blew kisses and waved at fans when she played with them.