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God's Shrine is the residence of the Skypiean deity. It rests upon an Island Cloud that the Giant Jack goes through. In the past, it was home to Skypiean rulers. His servants stay there to play music and feed him.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2017 10:42 pm
-------- The way he usually got around was by simply letting his boat drift. Today would be no different. His boat puffed around and he clutched his money as much as possible. It would be a good idea to get a bigger boat, and in order to do that, he should buy one. He would let a thought like that drift through his head as he dreamt. When he awoke, he was floating towards a floating island. It was highly confusing, but he was here now. He might as well go and check it out, as well as examine the world around him. There was a city in the sky? Do you know how jarring that must be to a man who lived in fighting pits? Either way, he made his way into town, the people looking at him confused. He was confused as well, watching the people with wings. They were like giant chickens, and he was getting hungry. He said not a word, simply moved around the town, towering over the people. "Large one!" Called a voice. He stopped, unsure of what to do. He turned to a small man, wrinkly and old. "You are a lost man with no plan. Let the shrine lead you." Said the older man. Juru looked over the mans old white hair and what little patches he had of it. He held no beard, a frizzle of a mustache and closed eyes. He was hunched over, walking on a cane and looked very malnourished. Juru turned, not wanting to listen to a man who had one foot in the grave. "What will a shrine do me?" He asked the man as he continued his walk through the town. The man picked up his speed, dragging brown clothing with him. "Guidance! The gods always deliver!" Shouted the man. Juru laughed, a hardy laugh. "Sure old man. I'll humor you, but I expect nothing" Juru stated as he made his way to the remnants of the Sky gods. People gathered and Juru sat, watching. He watched the sky people chant their prayers and dance, but he said nothing. He had not asked the gods for anything, nor would he now. The only question he had to himself was: Raid or Destroy? The people set items for the gods, many items he could sell somewhere else and he knew he would deface this Gods stature if he stole, but he cared not for the gods and their wrath. If they wanted him dead, he would be dead. Either way, he watched and waited. If the gods were to bring him something, it should be soon. -------- --------
Unlike some people, William was intelligent and knew how to guide a ship. His lone man boat wafting through the cloud sea as he stood aboard, arms folded as though he were some great figure, which he was. With his golden locks flowing in the slight breeze, he'd come to notice a blue haired male standing near what appeared to be a group of. . .giant chickens? Their wings were definitely not that of a chickens; however, it couldn't be dismissed. As the new saying goes: Don't dismiss, take the piss. Giving a nod of approval as the thought crossed his mind, William would continue to watch the gathering of the devout and the blue haired male. "People still pray like this? Hello?"
Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2017 8:39 pm
--------"As I thought. Blind Devotion" The first thing he said as he watched people come and go, gathering on this shrine he felt nothing towards. He was upset heavily with being here, watching people coming and going. He watched people pray, ask their god or gods or whoever they thought would help them, give them their answers to their life problems. He sighed, shaking his head as many decided to make their way in and out of the shrine, and all he did was watch. He could feel the gods watching him, unknown eyes burning into him. He snickered during prayer, a true heathen. He got tired of the games and the chores people preformed, as well as the maintenance. He could only continue to laugh, watching and waiting. Someone would bring in what he was looking for, the reason he was here. People brought sacrifices to that of the shrine, to their gods, to appease, to look good. He laughed, palming his face with both hands. He couldn't understand it, and yet he was angry. He remembered the people in the pits, how they asked for safety, for freedom and were rewarded with a snapped neck or a sword through their heart. He couldn't help but laugh. This was nonsense, and people got away with it. He laughed once more and stood, his giant form towering over the shrine. The people watched him, scared and ready. "Please..." Said the voice of the older man that had kept him here. Juru wondered what the man had wanted, or more what he expected? Did he think this would be it? Did he think that by watching prayer, he would want to do it himself? Did he think some sort of spirit would transfer through him and he would understand; that he would just switch over? He laughed, moving the man aside. He heard the call of another, a question he could relate to. He turned, a blonde man watching the prayer. "H-Hello?" He asked confused. He greeted the man, a small wave and then he turned. The olderman looked to him, a sense of hope on his face. Had he thought his lack of attention would be a sign from the gods that this was over? A crooked smile drew its way across Juru's face, and he began to speak. "Of course. I have seen the way!" He exclaimed! The people around him looking up confused. --------"I have seen God! I have been gifted with the light!" He shouted, the people watching him. The old man was not impressed, nor happy that he was claiming anything on their god. "God has gifted me with his light and I will lead you all to a new path!" He shouted to the skies. For a moment, the people watched him, confused, scared, and interested. His fingers filled with light, ten little orbs flying off from his fingers to float around the air. "God has called me his lightbringer, and I shall lead you all to the promised land!" He stated, hands extended as his lights danced around him. He smiled, the people watching him. They didn't understand. It was hard to know your god had just promoted some outsider, someone who wasn't one of your own. Why would your god promote someone else? Then, he laughed, and some laughed with him. Others knew. They could hear it in his voice what was coming. He smiled down to them, and his mouth opened slowly. The words were precise, to the point. "God told me, that to be your light, I would have to show you what it's like in the dark." The people stared at him, but others were already preparing to make their way out. He laughed, and more light shot out from his fingers. This time, they didn't turn to orbs, they turned to beams. The lights hit the ground, trails before exploding. He heard the screams, and yet he cared not. On this most holy of ground, he would show them what God was truly like. There would be no answered prayers, nor would there be anyone coming to save them. Part of him wondered maybe, just maybe...Someone would answer, someone would stop him and he would have a reason to think differently. Life was about being challenged, and he would challenge these believers. "Where is your god now?" He asked, slamming his large hands onto the ground. -------- He walked through the shrine, slowly, lethargically. He knew they could do nothing to stop him, and he cared not for this. He cared not for the people and their belief, nor their way of life. Beam after beam shot into the nearest structure, but he didn't aim for people. He aimed near them, but not for them. People flew, they jumped away and got caught in terrible traps. Some would leap to the left, to end up trapped under rubble. Was it his fault? Yes? Did he care? No. He continued on, smashing walls, kicking chairs over, throwing one thing into another. This was the highlight of his day, to make these people feel what it was like to know God had turned away from you. Everyday they moved away from Gods light, and now here he was, to show them exactly how far they had gotten. How did they not know their God wasn't evil? How did they nott know this is what their god wanted? He had come here, and been led here by the olderman. Had the olderman been God? Had he wanted this to happen? It would be a problem the people of this shrine would have to worry about. He cared not, simply shooting beam after beam into the shrine. He had noticed something. His powers were active now, and he could only smile more now. "God came to me today to show you what this world is truly made of" He stated dramatically, a sword forming in his hand. The blade fit his body, long, wide and fit to that of a giant. He slashed the blade of light into the building, tearing through, cutting into the building. He kicked the weakened structure, laughing as parts of it came down. His final stop, for now, came to be that of a stage. It seemed that they put on shows for their gods here. He laughed, stepping onto the stage for many others to see. Some watched in horror, unsure of what the man would do, and others watched to see what he could do. He spun his blade, throwing it into the crowd. Of course, not at them, just near them. They screamed, but he held his hands in his pockets. "You preform for your god do you?" He asked, snickering a bit. No one answered, unsure if they should. "YOU PREFORM FOR YOUR GOD, DON'T YOU?!" He shouted, people gasping, jumping and running. He heard a soft reply of yes and he laughed. "Your God does not want silly dances or offerings. He does not want worship, he does not want praise..." Juru stated, his smile demonic. "And that is because..." He said, dragging on the moment for them. "He does not exist" He said aloud, firing more beams into the crowd. Fires rose, people panicked and he stood in the carnage, watching them, watching the world go to hell around him. This is what they wanted correct? An answer? He would give them an answer. He would show them what they were praying for.
A wave; the only true person to greet him in this place of holy worship came from the behemoth of a man, his large figure towering over one such as himself without him truly being close enough to experience the true gap in their stature. "Well someone has some decen-. . ." Stopping just short of completing his sentence, William could only stare in utter confusion and shock, an expression that physically asked the question on his mind 'why?' Upon such a large exclamation, the mood would completely shift. It was a melting pot of emotions within this religious land; the people around the one who had such a large profession that it captured even the most devout attention from their daily ritual. The next words out of his mouth forced the mood to switch even more; it plummeted. This wasn't a simple plummet either, anyone with instincts, anyone that could just feel danger, knew that a shroud of darkness was swiftly filling the land of prayer and it was almost suffocating. "It seems. . .He's snapped.", a heavy sigh escaped passed his lips, "and now comes the part where h-. There it is." Light filling the fingers of the half-giant, ten orbs would soon dance about; a scene similar to tribesman moving ritualistically about around a fire. "Well, it seems it's time to pick a side. Things are about to go all the way south. All the way south indeed."
Hopping off his small rink a dink boat, landing with his arms behind his back as he bent over slightly, head tilted with a smile etched on his face. "Told ya'." Speaking to no one directly, merely re-affirming himself as the first explosion went off, his golden locks would wave violently from the force of air that erupted from the attack, though it didn't specifically hit anyone, bad aim perhaps? No matter; William knew he had to show he was down for the cause! The first giant chicken that crossed his path, arms flailing in the air as he flee'd for what he thought was his life, it was time to be dastardly. With a smirk, William stuck out his foot directly in the mans path; the man was none the wiser as his foot caught that of Williams black leather loafers with the clean finish, causing him to tumble over just as another explosion erupted a few feet away pushing the innocent civilian across the land even more. "He should have been more careful." Watching as the elderly male tried to get up before laying down, defeated in body and will as the only thing he could do was watch as his place of worship, as everyone place of worship, was desecrated before their very eyes.
That wouldn't be enough however, no, he had to show more. There had to be actual destruction equal to at least some portion of his new found ally that he was trying to. . .What was he trying to do? The actual reasoning behind his actions wa-, oh never mind, he was trying to live; in the face of the unknown, when you're unsure of the true intentions of those around you, find the strongest individual that seems to be leading and act accordingly. Such was what he did. Making his way to the flickering flames within one of the two bowls that sat on upon the sturdy sticks, William would gaze up at it with determination. "I can do this." Pushing against the pole with all his might, beads of sweat rolling down his face with every passing second and grunt that gurgled from the depths of his throat. "Good gracious!" Stopping briefly, trying to catch his breath, the golden haired male could only look the pole over to look at his lack of progress; however, he wasn't defeated! He wouldn't be like the old giant chicken that laid on the ground crushed! He had a will, and it was not of the D!
Turning his shoulder to the pole and pushing against it once more, teeth grinding against each other as his muscles tightened; William would begin to strangely feel lighter and lighter. Eyes closed, he couldn't tell if any progress was being made; but, something he did notice with his onset lightness was the fact that he appeared to be moving. Was it forward? Was he doing it? HE had to be! Pushing more, with more of his might, his head would feel a slight knock. He was under attack! Opening his eyes, preparing to engage, the green eyed devil could only look down towards the ground which he'd left, his body raised feet into the air. "N-Not again. . ." This wasn't a new occurrence, no, it'd happened once before; his body lifted in the air as he gained a gaseous like state, he could never enter into the state normally, but he did know how to control himself once he did, his body raising up passed the bowl which he knocked his head against and closer to the flames. "Geez, how am I going to-!!!" Explosion, one that wasn't to be laughed at either. The erupting sound rocking the shrine to it foundation as the innocent civilians that were still trying to flee had fallen from the explosive force; all the while, Williams gaseous body was sent flying back in an instant, directly towards the other fire pole. Boom. The second pole erupted in an explosion, debris of the bowl and parts of the shrine scattering about in the ensuing chaos.
This was the day William found out he was flammable; his body being thrown to the ground as the sound of trampling feet and screams echoed in his ears. He'd stand. Dizziness took of his being as he tried to collect what thoughts he had and compose himself. That's when he felt the bit of heat begin to tickle his hand before slowly rising up in not only temperature but position. Staring down at his right hand, his face would turn from one of confusion to one of utter shock and disbelief. Stunned for only a brief moment, the flickering flame slowly attempting to engulf him in its cursed embrace. He'd run; arms flailing just as the old chickens did as they flee'd for their life. Yelling at the top of his lungs, the golden boy would lose all sense of direction, the flames growing hotter and hotter. Then suddenly he fell, tripped over his own two feet, betrayed by himself; the young man would go tumbling across the cloud terrain, the flames that once engulfed his arm being extinguished by the slight moisture which the clouds held. And thus, once his body ceased to rag doll, he simply laid on the cloud. Breaths with much weight running passed his lips as he stared blankly, in an odd mixture of terror and relief, towards the sky above the sky. "I-I can't do this-. . .Again." Taking another sigh, he'd remain planted on the ground, similar to the old chicken before him; strange how that came full circle. Maybe through an act of god or Karma; either or, were they truly any different? Probably, William couldn't think on that now however, composing himself more and more with every passing second, the young man would allow the words of the large blue haired man fill his ears. He was mocking the giant chickens; he had to have been. Who, in the midst of all this chaos, would ask such silly questions and say such things if they weren't? Giving a mental shrug; William would remain on the ground, exhausted.
A call to arms like any other. If he and he alone was to be the soul to save this world, then he'd do it without delay. Vibrant treks of green came flooding into the scene, eyes aqua while sporting the typical marine insignia - wearing however a elongated clock that covered the body. He floated along harmlessly as the chaos ensued, watching the finishing touches. Fire ran rampant, the people of this land fleeing in fear of the large blue haired man and his golden haired side kick. Enka couldn't understand why they'd do such a thing, but he'd grasp a firm agreeance with what he'd been told. Pirates don't care no matter the situation. They'll always do what they want, when they want, and whoever gets hurt from it won't effect them in the slightest. Retribution in a land where God exists was to come from a boy who knew not of its almighty existence. "I'll give you both once chance to turn yourself in."He said solemnly, floating in place with hands in his shirt pocket. Eyeing them, sneering inwardly with rage they could never see. Slowly, he'd grown to hate them. These monsters that did whatever they pleased.
STR 175 || SPD 75 || END 25 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 100 || HP 350/350 || SPI 100
Str:20 II Spd: 95 II Acc: 55 + 5! II Int: 20 End: 50
"Ah looks like the Calvary arrived. "
Thaddeus would say, his rifle aimed straight for the golden haired one's back. Thaddeus' had been on their trail since he'd seen the mess they caused in Angel Island. This bounty would be just the one he needed to start his bounty hunting career. Emerging from his hiding placed the marksmen already had one loaded in the chamber.
"Sorry Officer this one's ours."
Thaddeus would say his green gaze shifting to the man in uniform. From behind him he'd order Yusuke move forward to apprehend the blonde haired suspect at gunpoint. Closing the 10 foot distance between them he'd say.
"Don't try anything funny."
With his partner holding down the accomplice Thaddeus quicker then lightning would attempt to lasso the blonde man. Slinging his rope around his shoulders and pulling it back as fiercely as he could. He could forget about the blue haired man, now Thaddeus was just more confident to move forward with his attack. The final perp would be outnumbered 3 to 1 surrender was the only choice.
"We'd been tracking ya'll since Angel Island, wasn't that hard neither with the trail of destruction ya'll left."
In a mad lurch, the softer looking male was bodied to the ground as his companion was held up the the one-eyed gunslinger. Yusuke didn't care much for idle chat, as it put him to sleep faster than anything else he could imagine. He felt strange, mainly due to the fact that he ate something weird, but put the thought behind him as he looked down at the poor sap that'd been speared to the ground.
"Resign yourself to capture!
Gen didn't give much thought to the random individual that stood there, letting Dokūganryu do all the talking. He just wanted to hit someone.
With his blood soaked pipe-rod over his shoulder, Yusuke placed a foot over the preppy punks chest. He hated the look these types always carried, snide and stuck up. If the man wasn't willing to concede, he had ninety-nine ways to deal with plebs.
-------- He watched the manner of his work. They watched, they feared and he could only smile. He was angry with this so called God. Would someone be sent to take him down? Would someone be sent to prove him wrong? Of course, alarms went off, something that only destroyed more of his reason for belief. That was of the earthly invention, not divine intervention. If someone came they were just like him, no answer to any course of Godly deviation or proof. There had been another though, a blond who had joined his attack. Was he another heathen? The blonde had seemed to get too big in over his head, crashing and burning. He laughed, but watched the birds as they flocked around him. This was his moment, this was his shrine, and then they came. First it was a boy with green hair and the ability to float. Juru watched the boy, looking down at him due to their height difference. He was offering Juru a chance to surrender, and that was fine, something he should consider. There was a difference between going in willingly and fighting for it added to your record. He was building one quite large. Would it be his third if he went back? He wondered when they advanced from regular jail to something worse. He chuckled, looking to the boy as Juru pocketed his hands. "I--" He started, others arriving. -------- It seemed that there was others that arrived. He would associate them by hair color. There was a red one and a black one, but the black one had more interesting hair. Maybe he shouldn't call him the black one. There was talk of him surrendering as well, destruction he had caused in a place that he had not caused at all. He snickered. Someone was using his name or an event to blame on him. With what he had done, no one wouldn't believe him. He watched the blonde haired man as a lasso went for him, but said nothing. It seemed it was three to one, and this was not in the favors of Juru. He had only one shot to maybe spin this around. "It is money you want correct?" Juru stated with a smile. He had just recently been taken in by someone like these two, and only assumed the more he went around, the more people would come for him like the one before. "Marine, you might think me bad, but look at these hunters, come to take your work." He said with a smile. "They want what you want, but I could easily make this easier for you." He said with another laugh. "What if me and you, versus them? Or, even more, me you, and this blonde versus them? I'll go to jail right after." He said, hands now in the air, shaking them, jazz hands. You wouldn't let them take what was yours marine? Right?" He said with a smile, waiting for an answer. --------
He was dazed, his focus waving in and out as the green spheres lodged within his head stared up towards the light blue sky; a sky which was slowly being dyed an ashen grey from the rising smoke. The words of the floating child would run through one ear and out the other, not fully registering with the blondes brain. Was he under arrest? No, not possible. He was white. A Wasp! Rolling over, slowly preparing himself to get raised, he'd feel a force connect with his body, pinning him down to the clouds that served as a type of land. "W-What's going on!?" Rope embracing his body, restraining him, William would begin to fully wake up to a realization; he was actually being apprehended!
"Get your filthy hands off me, you ingrates!" Yelling at the top of his lungs, the blonde haired male would thrash about in frustration; this didn't last long though, weariness being the consequence for his previous endeavors as his breathing began to grow heavy, sweat beading upon his brow as he attempted to look and catch a glance of his captors.
That was it. The last straw. Tresses of green bounced lightly as nimble feet hit the ground, an all out sprint occurring during the tackling of the gold one to the ground. Enka was at his wits end with people and their dirty deeds. As soon as the lasso had attempted to hit its target, his foot was planted firmly on the man's other side. Any further moves would draw out the inner beast of one Blackheart. If either made another step, he'd take them both as threats and end them right here. "I don't negotiate with pirates."Plainly he'd state to them all, bringing up his Alert Den Den Mushi from beneath his cloak while speaking. "This is Lt. Junior Enka I. Blackheart. I'm currently in a stand off with several pirates in Skypiea, North of the Gate at some shrine wreckage. Requesting back up to deal with casualties and apprehension of these criminals." Words sent, he stood with a dejected expression, pressing harder on the gold one to show him he meant business. "You're under arrest for disturbance of the law. You and your accomplice can join them in prison or back down to wait for your trial. I don't care either way."His voice had changed, eyes more stern. The child that once was Enka was dead. He'd seen too much bloodshed and chaos to allow him to live any further.
STR 175 || SPD 75 || END 25 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 100 || HP 350/350 || SPI 100
Genji Gincosu
Mister Trotter
Scholar of Ignorance
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PonderingPenguin
"This is Lt. Junior Enka I. Blackheart. I'm currently in a stand off with several pirates in Skypiea, North of the Gate at some shrine wreckage. Requesting back up to deal with casualties and apprehension of these criminals."
Misujage
"This is Lt. Junior Enka I. Blackheart. I'm currently in a stand off with several pirates in Skypiea, North of the Gate at some shrine wreckage. Requesting back up to deal with casualties and apprehension of these criminals."
Ryunosuke Ryusei
"This is Lt. Junior Enka I. Blackheart. I'm currently in a stand off with several pirates in Skypiea, North of the Gate at some shrine wreckage. Requesting back up to deal with casualties and apprehension of these criminals."
Unfortunately, South Blue would have to wait as a more immediate threat was in need of taking care of. It seemed that Enka was in need of assistance in Skypiea so Luka had put a temporary pause on their work to go and respond to the call. When they arrived however, they came upon the essential throne for the one meant to be the ruler of this land. It had been completely obliterated as well. Luka would arrive through the trashed gateway to see Enka standing atop one blonde haired man, as well as a few others, and one she recognized. Thaddeus. Her eyes narrowed at him as she sighed, fairly disappointed in him after he had actually served out his sentence and all that she had expected he'd learned his lesson about crime. A damn shame really.
"I was really hopping that you'd have turned over a new leaf Thaddeus..." She spoke out as she started to walk towards Enka slowly, keeping her eyes upon the other three as she did, blade still at her right side. "Any resisting arrest will only make their sentences longer, and punishments more severe. I'd strongly recommend surrendering now to minimize your injuries or else I can't guarantee you'll be taken in without any severe injuries..." A simple declaration/threat, but it wasn't like much more was needed at this point. She'd rather they just came quietly, but it was looking more like a mass fight about to start no matter what so she'd just have to deal with it.
"Huh disturbance of the law, I think you mean obstruction of justice kid."
Thaddeus would say, landing flat on his feet after leaping back 8 feet avoiding the marine's slowass kick. His lasso now tied firmly around the blonde man how was having a bit of difficulty escaping from his entanglement. Moments after that Enka would call for backup, and a terribly familiar face would appear.
"Luka Scarlet come to ruin my fun again."
Thaddeus would say, he didn't think there reunion would come so suddenly. She did have a knack for running to where ever had the most exp. As she would speak Thaddeus would take the time to light a cigar.
"Yusuke stand down. These government dogs have nothing on us."
Thaddeus would say. Dropping the rope that help one of the assailants. Stepping away from it Thaddeus would speak to his partner.
"Maybe you'd like to, but I have no intention of explaining what exactly is going on."
But at the drop of a time, Thaddeus quick as lightning mounted his Turbo'd jet board, Taking off in a B-line opposite of in incoming marines.
With the arrival of a female Marine did things change. At first the plan was to hunt down and capture these two felons for the reward on their heads. And here we had the one and only Dokūganryu wussing out. The two seemed to have some history together, but his smooth talking couldn't get the officials to leave the capture up to them.
A real shame.
Rather than respond, Yusuke moved away from the man over the ground before making his own exit. But it wasn't like he'd make it easy for the so called "peace keepers". He cut the restraints holding back Juru as he walked off, making sure to salvage what was left of Thaddeus' rope.
"Oi criminal scum,do try your best to resist, won't you? That way we catch you later, shoul be fun...
-------- In most cases, others would just give up, throw their life back to the pits of the marines and take their sentencing. He scoffed off the idea, watching the others come in and run. They had one new marine and he wondered if maybe, just maybe he got the chance to take both of them on. He knew nothing of their ability and they knew nothing of him. He wondered who was more powerful, the woman or the boy? He hoped it was the boy, not due to sexism or anything more just that he had seem children do some things in the pits. Children were resourceful, and with the world they lived in, he knew there was more to the kid. First off, he was literally floating! He wanted to see what this would mean for him, but the other one, he could see her sense of duty and justice. He smiled, knowing for sure he could just give in and escape again, or fight his way out of this. The blonde could attempt to wiggle out, but even still what would be the case? Two one two? He laughed. "Well then, it seems we are back here again, Marines..." His blue eyes swaying from marine to marine. "All I say is..." Juru picking up four rocks. He only aimed for the small boy, a smile on his face. "Bring it on." His last words as two rocks shot for the boy. He cared not if the other marine joined in, he just would never go in without swinging. -------- --------
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