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 Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2018 2:13 pm
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PonderingPenguin generated a random number between
25 and 75 ...
59!
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2018 10:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2018 11:04 pm
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INDENTCuriously eyelids blinked thrice. Sapphire irises observing every motion the woman made. Harmless in appearance. Arms crossed over his chest. Calm, at least for the moment. Head slanted slightly, tilted in a questioning manner. Ashura glared at Kuro sternly. Wings. Yuck, a filthy Skypiean, that disgusting freak of nature! "Tch. Be gone abomination! Sky creatures have no right butting their heads into human affairs." Irritated fingers clutched at his biceps, showing his discontent with Kuro. That vehement summer breeze seeped through the desecrated island. All was silent. Wait a moment, she said she was a lieutenant!? "Do you have access to the marine's armory, lieutenant?" Index finger gently tapped against his arm, patiently awaiting her response. Eye's piercing like a vulture waiting to strike. Ashura's feral, midnight colored mane swayed majestically in a graceful dance with the settling breeze. ""I've been searching for my companion and I can't seem to find it."
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2018 1:20 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2018 10:30 pm
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INDENT*Twitch, twitch* Right eye spasmed in a cartoonish annoyance. Did she just flare her wings again!? That gentle tapping along his bicep naturally transitioned into a tense grip. "I care naught about your feelings, Skypeian. Your hollow plea falls unto deaf ears." Although mere words they had might as well been acid, for the suppressed hatred seeped through as a venomous utterance. 'No I do not.', so she defied him and then broke his heart with that pitiful answer. "Oh" Such as a child waking early Christmas day, only to find no presents had been gifted, so to would his voice carry that same painful dismay. Leisurely he begun turning away to begin his egress. Only to halt all movement as lieutenant Kuro mentioned the town's unfortunate fate. Head motioned as look slightly over his shoulder. His face cast in a deep shade, single sapphire iris gleaming unto his feminine opposition within the chasm. "This armageddon is not of my will, but of the Divine's. Something I doubt a Skypiean could understand. I am but a vessel for The Almighty." Arms rose in unison. Spreading them as a heavenly angel spreading it's majestic wings. All would be still, all would be silent. Turning fully to face Ms.Kuro. "It was a mere whim, I gave them fair warning, yet they chose to trifle with natural selection. Heavens will is law."
INDENTSudden realization. "Hmmm. Perhaps shes.." Elegantly his right hand swayed in a offering gesture downward, to her. Winds beginning to rise, cradling his wild hair in a celestial cavort. "Lieutenant Kuro, join me, with you at my side their will be no mountain peak I cannot' reach." Her wings could be used for the divine! A righteous steed to valiantly guide him into battle, his very own Pegasus. "Should you reject your fate, Ms.Kuro, then may grace be blessed unto thee."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2018 4:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2018 8:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2018 6:30 am
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The next day Hatori arrived in the West Blue on this island. A marine. Hatori's visit was not without its reward, and if she could have pictured. This standard patrol mission turning dangerous. He would do what she must. The last time he saw some danger. Was when he was clashing with another swordsman in amidst of his training. One of the saddest sights Hatori ever saw with his eyes. Was locals not respecting the authority of the marines. Plain simple. Roselia had superiors. Usually she stayed in a dingy little office belonging to his superior in ranks. His superior rankers desk all covered with unfiled and unanswered letters and other old dirty papers. Some of the superior ranking marines reminded his of a spider waiting for the insects to fall upon it's web. Hatori continued to saunter around the area she was in. Watching the locals he referred to as clients. One of the advantages of being a marine training is that it prepares you for action. Hatori's eyes very sharp and focused on the locals. Making sure their safety was first and foremost. Because as a marine if you lack action. It causes you to slip backward until you get yourself into a rut. Where it remains unless, through accident, they are forced out into the open road of struggle. Where unusual action will become necessary. Hatori had the mind of a marine. Hatori continued her standard patrol viewing the locals. Making sure they were safe. With the aid of a generous supply of marine authority and young lady on his mission. Hatori brought herself into the confidence of those whom she interviewed and thereby gained a rather intimate view of their philosophy. Hatori viewed the citizens of the blues as extremely important pieces in life. Some years ago, at a time when labor was scarce and wages unusually high. As a little boy Hatori observed scores of able-bodied men lying about in the parks of the West Blue, doing nothing. Hatori became curious to know what sort of alibi they would offer for their conduct. He went out one afternoon and interviewed seven of them. Something marines absolutely wouldn't do. But Hatori cared for citizens and innocent people more than his own life. This is one of the traits that made her an exceptional marine. He continued walking through the island. Checking up on the safety of pedestrians in Yo-Yo Island. Following his standard patrol duties. The seventh man Hatori interviewed on that well-spent afternoon was an unusual fine looking specimen, physically. He was lying on the ground asleep, with a newspaper over his face. When he lift the paper from his face. He reached up, took it out of his hands, put it back over his face, and went right on sleeping. Hatori then used little strategy by removing the paper from his face and placing it behind him. Where he could not get it. He then sat up on the ground, and she interviewed him as a little boy before he was a marine. That fellow was a graduate from two of the great universities of the west blues. His eyes scanning throughout her standard patrol mission. Hatori's mind still on the man she met in the past. With a masters degree from one and a Ph.D from the other. His story was pathetic. He had held job after job, but always his employer or his fellow employee "had it in for him". He hadn't been able to make them see the value of his college training. They wouldn't "give him a chance".
Hatori shook his head not thinking about these things anymore. While he was still on his patrol. His observations led her through a lot of crowds and pedestrians on the island. Hatori would then work with what little time he had. To leave and head back to marine headquarters.
(Exit)
[Marine Mission]
- Standard Patrol ▸▸Completed
647/500 words
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Quote: Total Stats: ---
|| Skypiean: Rango Hatori, 'The Flame Emperor' | Speed: ---| Strength: --- | Stamina: --- | Defense: --- | Prowess: --- | Vitality: --- |
Health: --- | Stamina: --- | Spirit: --- |
Steps Marched: 647
Flames Created: 647
[ Locations: ]
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2018 8:53 pm
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 Cocytus[Strength: 150][Speed: 150][Stamina: 246][Cocytus][Skyfolk Birkan][Energetic][Unarmed Combat][Rokushiki][Assassin][Pirate]
[Health: 826/1,010][Stamina: 876/1584][Spirit: 132/182]
Cocytus would make his way to Yo-Yo Island. His thoughts a bit on the fact that he still needed more money in order to get what he needed in order to move along with his plans. Of course his plan to become a cluster of people who would likely come together with the same general idea was not going so well so to speak. He was unsure of whether or not he wanted to keep going with that idea. He thought that maybe he shouldn't. Maybe it was best to simply become something else. Something better than what he was now. Maybe he would manage to do just that. Perhaps he could become a one man army. If he could manage to regularly take down multiple people at once he would have little issue with the idea of becoming something bigger than a simple spec on the universe. Perhaps his name could be immortalized faster through such a method. Instead of a cluster of dots on the world maybe he could become the largest dot he could be. He kept this in mind as he set foot on the island of music and what seemed to be fun. His intentions clear to soon ruin the idea behind all this celebration by simply taking all the money from anyone he could. He would go about it differently this time however. He would not ask, as asking lead to defiance. This time it seemed that he inended to just take it all.
The pink haired winged man would soon find himself moving through the village. Ice trails being left in his wake as he moved quickly along the ground, or maybe just above it. His arms moving just as fast as he grabbed purses, bags, even the coats off some people's backs, instruments, and whatever else was worth money to people. Eventually as he expected he would have to come to a stop. His body halting as a person stood in front of him. They pointed at him as if he were this person's sole target and soon came running at him. The man of ice sighed, he was weak....but he had guts to say the least. The man would reach him and throw a punch at the pink haired man's face. His head shattering into ice before reforming. However to Cocytus' surprise the other was gone...along with one of the bags he had stolen.The thief had been stolen from. That was interesting but Cocytus did not have the time to deal with this. His body low, he would move towards the person, ice trail forming as he would speed forth and then with a snap of his finger ice would spread from the ground upwards.Stopping the other thief in his tracks as Cocytus sped by grabbing the bag and letting the other go. Of course Cocytus would keep moving. His body going diagonal now as he would set himself atop a building nearby. The soon begin to count the money he gathered.
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Ichengo Angelus generated a random number between
75 and 175 ...
91!
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2018 8:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2018 10:00 pm
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A marine had arrived to Yo-Yo Island.
The streets were crowded. People pointing in the right direction for him. Walking past a restaurant, it is just twelve around midnight. His stomach rumbling the marine considering to get a bite to eat. After he found this pirate to crush!
Hatori remembers the last pirate he encountered fighting. A Zoan. Hatori closes his eyes, as he often does, losing himself in the mission at hand.
Raising his head Hatori saw someone on top of a building. Turning his head immediate people in the area were nodding their heads. Identifying Cocytus as the person responsible for the trouble. Hatori saluted the people with an earnest smile on his face. "Thank you."
Hatori sprint forward kicking off the ground. Kicking off the wall of the building a few times. His hand clapping against the edge of the building. Raising himself up to stand on top of the building. 10ft away from the pirate Cocytus. Stomping, cracking his neck once. Throughout the atmosphere a hard-boiled glare directed at Cocytus. Hatori was about to declare battle. "Baka.. Lieutenant Junior Grade, superior potential among scattered ranks in the military, confirming you're the idiot to crush, the sea's among all the blues know his name, a fire without any means of being extinguished! Justice has summoned me to demonstrate a pirate's demise! A military man! Flowing Blade. Young Flame. Rango Hatori, the Flame Emperor! Has arrived!!"
A vein shown on his face. Eyes shooting open! His battle cry echoing throughout the entire vicinity! Maybe two hundred thousand strong solders gathered in one vessel. That sort of category in power of an individual was Hatori. Hatori was a Logia capable of a lot of powerhouse situations! If Cocytus didn't take this serious. He would be overthrown. It's that simple. "You're under arrest. Baka."
Hatori threw his marine uniform shirt off. Taking his six-pack abs out. With his muscular toned upper body with appreciated training. Showing off quite the physique. "You--I'll crush you..... punk!" Maybe it was other circumstances. However, it seemed particularly this marine wasn't in a good mood.
A big moon hovering over this situation. Hatori had already evacuated most of the people out of here. So technically he was in complete control.
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|| Skypiean: Rango Hatori, 'The Flame Emperor' | Speed: --- | Strength: --- | Stamina: --- | Defense: --- | Prowess: --- | Vitality: --- |
Health: --- | Stamina: --- | Spirit: --- |
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[ Locations: ]
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