The last battle was a hardy one, but he'd already wrapped his wounds and gotten himself rearing to go once more. To the disdain of the blonde, he had no idea where these marines were keeping his crew mates. Given they hadn't done much as of yet, he'd surmise they'd be in a cell instead shipped off to a different prison. Still, that didn't make this any less difficult! Tiptoeing through the area, he'd c**k a brow to some guards arguing in front of a sign that read containment zone. Oh ho! So this was their party palace. Staying to the shadows, a blade brandishes itself, flying from darkness to slam directly through one mans shoulder. The other, in surprise, turned, only to be met with a stern elbow to the throat and knocking him out. Now, he had a few questions to his newly made friend~ "Hey, I know this is sudden-- " Asche began, removing the blade from his shoulder with a grin and grasping the marines head like an orange ready to pop."But there was a couple of pirates brought in fairly recently. All you gotta do is tell me where they are and I'll leave you with your good arm." Of course the man squealed instantly, pointing the Blackheart to Cell Block E, a little ways away.
He was a good man who understood the situation. Asche admired that and that's why he broke his good arm!
"You'd betray your pride as a marine for the sake of yourself. Disgusting." As he reeled in pain the swordsmen took off to where his friends were being held. Paying little mind to the fights going on as he ran past and turning a corner to a few guards; one of them not even glancing about to check on the prisoners.
The alarm went off, signaling something big. Alerted himself, over into dirty laundry he hid, not making a sound as the men ran off to see what was going on. Seemed like the brother he'd met in Skypeia had begun to make a ruckus and just in time, too. Getting up, he ran around to the cell door where he'd see Nefetari, Kaito, and Tahira all alone. Least they hadn't made any extra friends. "It seems the sea can't keep us apart long, aye?" Snickering to himself, Asche moved back some before slashing hard, slicing through the bars as if they were paper. Of course, at the cost of his prize katana shattering to pieces. After so many battles, it'd finally met its day. But there was no time to dwell on that. With the marines distracted they could make an escape. "C'mon. I know where our boat is. Let's get out of here!" He'd say as he stepped in, leaning down to Tahira specifically with a hand out. She cared so much for them that he'd know she'd worry herself into sickness. But fear not, he was fine. They all were.
STR 362 || SPD 125 || END 100 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 160 || HP 1040/1040 || SPI 168
Lerry Jive
Panda King ta-tai grim
Cinna-Apple Nami
Posted: Mon May 22, 2017 4:28 pm
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Nefertari would smirk a bit. He was becoming angry. Angry that something like that was said to him. Angry that Kaito was saying it. Angry that it was true. A slight chuckle would be heard after the smirk would appear. "You wanna talk about my lack of progress while that girl sits in the corner, JUST as useless as the day you introduced her!?" A blatant attack on an innocent bystander. Nefertari tended to do this a lot. Distracting from his own shortcomings by bringing up the shortcomings of others. Though he felt no remorse. His anger blinded his normal sensibilities. Just as he was getting started, in walked Johnny! Nefertari's emerald orbs would dart to quickly analyze the figure in the cell door then would go back to Kaito. "Oh but it's not just her that hasn't made progress! The kid, the literal CHILD, that you BARELY defeated back in Lyneel was not only able to do so in a fraction of the time it took you to beat him but he did it while ALSO annihilating poor Johnny here! I think it's safe to say that none of us have made progress and since we're a "crew", our failures are your failures "captain". So you failed 4 times in one day. Congradulations~" Arms would fold and legs would cross as he would congradulate Kaito, head turning to look at the wall as if he was better than the rest. His words were as venomous as the poison that he created. They were clearly spoken out of anger but that didn't matter. They held a bit of sincerity behind them and that is what everyone would react to. The sincerity of such a hurtful venomous speech...
(OOC: The elegance of this arguement~) Word Count: ---
☥ While she still dwelled within her own self-doubt, the two would being their exchange. And argument forming and it would reach within her sinking mind. Brought back to the surface, her head would raise, but only slightly. Just to get a better ear on the situation. And while she listened, a nonphysical knife was stabbed into her. Nefertari’s words were sharp and given her current state of mind, made her cringe. He thought so too. Her current thoughts forming to be true. She was useless. Arms that had loosened and wrapped around her legs; her hands which rested on her arms, their nails dug into skin. As she bit her lip to maintain her sadness. No need in spilling tears. Despite how she wished to release them. Though before losing that battle, a familiar voice would sound within their cell. Eyes would shift to see Asche. Alive and seemingly well. Relief cascaded over her as he approached her with a hand extended. She would only watch and stare before slowly reaching out. But before fingers were even in reach, Nefertari’s words continued. His venomous speech stung her more and instead of taking Asche’s hand, Tahira turned her head away and rose on her own. Clearly she was upset, but she wouldn’t allow her tears to fall. Arms at her side, she would hold her head down slightly so as her face was shadowed from view.
Enough was enough.
Despite her own anger rising, she understood. Yes, this was a loss for them. But it wasn’t going to change anything if they stood here and attacked one another. A group steadily forming wasn’t going to be amazing overnight. Turning, she would face the door. “It’s amazing how now of all times you voice your honest opinion. For someone who seems to never share their innermost feelings.” A small pause before she continued. “Yeah, I’ve known for some time that you didn’t like me. I could care less." [ yeah she cared slightly ] "And I may have just joined but to call out my faults like that. It’s just foul and uncalled for. Especially for someone not being honest himself.” Hand upon the cell door, she would speak once more before stepping out to leave. Sass and attitude was out to play. “How are we supposed to grow if we don’t completely trust one another? Oh and next time find someone else to fix your wounds and illnesses!” Frustration and anger fueled as she stormed out. Muttering to herself as she did so. She cared not for being seen or what was going on around her. She just wanted to distance herself from them for the moment. She had no intentions on leaving, just extremely upset. She had nowhere else to go. “Instead of attacking one another we should be helping one another. Stupid idiots” Were they a crew or just benefiting off of one another? Had she put too much hope in them, after the time together? Had she gotten her hopes up for something that wasn't going to happen? Maybe....
Asche spoke of knowing where the boat was right?
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Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Lerry Jive
Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 11:39 am
With his grip fashioned around the arm of the Human, his hands were burned beyond belief. However, shortly after his grip was established, he felt the temperature begin to rise and his hand began to burn to the point where his first two layers of skin were singed off. With that, he let go of the human as he was left suspended in mid air. Eyes fixated upon the heat human, he noticed a change in his movements as he attempted a kick. Ducking under the human and moving past him, he successfully evaded the attack. As he dodged the attack his eyes caught sight of the bed which was attached to the wall. With a wide grin, even amidst his pain he grabbed the frame and ripped it from the wall with ease. Since he couldn't attack the heat human without being burned, he'd have to use a weapon even if he wasn't too found of them. Even though his hands were severely burned, he ignored the pain as best he could yet it still showed on his face and even his arms as they quivered from the grip he struggled to maintain. Yet with a toothy smile he spoke aloud. "LESS GOO b***h!" he shouted to the white haired human, with the bed frame in his grasp ready to smack the sense out of him.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 6:09 pm
Anguish. Uncertainty. Distrust. An expression of grimace would take over his face. Just how much of a coward was this one? You get caught with s**t in your hand you try to fling it on someone else? The actions of a child. An almost snarl as his brightly lit teeth would grit. As quickly as the words escaped his mouth Kaito was right in his face. How dare he? Tell us how you really feel Nefertari. “Useless? That woman has done more for this crew than you ever have! Was even there for YOU!” How can someone sit in a pit of mud and just start slinging it. This was unheard of where he was from. Was there no sense of manhood in this one? Of course not. He was a boy and nothing more. The other comments he could overlook as dispute. Banter. Not this. This was pure ignorance to bring someone down to his level.
Kaito had forgotten where he was for a moment. Until a surprise visit from Asche reminded him. As happy as the brawler was to see his swordsman the moment was tattered by the ashen haired swine. Words like a vile of venom. “You speak truth. I do blame myself for our capture. It was my wish to stand and fight.” Kaito had no difficulty admitting to his faults. There was no escaping that responsibility considering he was the one of in charge. He made the call to fight. Why not? He beat the child before. He had no idea what that was. That boy was partaking in some sort of substance abuse. That much power gain was unheard of or was he just holding back before? “A crew, a team. That is what we are. I don’t bare this loss alone. We all lost. At least some of us gave an effort.” Kaito would turn towards Asche who had just cut through the iron bars like butter to make their exit. Stepping out the cell Kaito would make one final look at the child known as Nefertari. “I’m going to find out if you’re actually worth a damn.” In his own way, he would find his answer. But until the issue is addressed his way Nefertari’s existence to him was mute. Unnoteworthy. Now it was time to head to the ship. Kaito really didn't want to hear anything else about this until they had all escaped.
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Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Deecee Sama
Posted: Tue May 23, 2017 9:40 pm
He escaped? The human was left there wondering just how the kid was able to duck underneath him while he was performing a low kick to the back of the kid's knee. Despite the burns connecting and the fishman still taking damage, Adrian was not all too happy that his entire combo did not go through. With the kid jumping away, the human could only sigh. "That girl put up more of a fight than you." Of course, he was speaking of the woman he was fighting just before he was taken to this terrible place. "At this rate, you won't even be a suitable warm up." His feet took the rest of him forward at a slow pace. He would walk closer, but never put himself in the estimated range of the large bed the kid now held. Adrian was really just trying to egg the kid on so that he would show more backbone. What was a fight where on person would retreat instead of facing his opponent head on? Even if you jump back to dodge, would it not be more beneficial to jump right back in so that you would be on the attacking side? "I was going to invite you to my crew, but now I think I'm better off without you." He shrugged, placing his hands in the air like he didn't know any better. Truth be told, he was also trying to buy himself some time in order to figure out a way passed someone using an entire bed as a weapon. He could smash through it, but that would be wasted effort on something that was meaningless to the battle. All the energy he used in this fight had to mean something, especially now that he had so little left. "Do you even know how to use that thing?" The human would rush in right after those words. Power was only what you made it and if he ran out of juice while trying to destroy this kid than that was his limit. The air around his hand would burn up once more, igniting it into a burning comet that would sour through this small cage with a ferocity that would only be quelled by something just as scary. Choosing to leave the side that Littlefin held the bed on completely open, Adrian would simply put forth a swing towards the boy's head. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Let's hope nobody regretted today's decisions.
Technique Used :: Technique Name: Burn Knuckle Description: Adrian heats up his hands to abnormal degrees, causing his hands to darken into near black fists of heat. When he swings his hands, a small area of the air around his hand also heats up, causing his punches to look like tiny comets. Both the punch and the surrounding air will deal damage if contact is made. Adrian is immune to his own heat. Effect: Damage Range: Touch Tier: One Base: Prowess
And offered hand came with a declined offer. Before he knew it his crew was throwing knives back and forth at one another like they were cushions for it. It started with Kaito, then Nefetari to Tahira. Then Tahira back to Nefetari. Then Nefetari to everyone, even he! The look on Asche's face as they bickered was disbelief; how long had they been traveling together?! Did all that mean nothing to any of them? Just because they got beaten didn't mean anything. Kaito was wrong for signaling out the ashen haired witch. Yes, he hadn't directly attacked their target, but he was standing next to Tahira the entire time. To protect her! Was he so blind as to not see that?! Face went dark as they all tried to scatter from their words, taking a bow out and returning to their proverbial corners. No, he wasn't going to sit there and let them claw at one another like it was nothing. Grasping the girl up by her belt loop, Asche lifted Tahira up into the air, placing her onto one of the cell bars to make sure she would pay attention to what he was about to do. First, he'd go for their prestigious leader and give him a taste of what he gave Nefetari.
It came quick, a smooth uppercut right up Kaito's chin! To send him reeling back from the force. The blonde was sure he could take a punch, even one of his. "Have you lost your damn mind?!"Anger steamed off of him -- as gargantuan as Asche was, he only seemed to get larger when upset. "What type of captain attacks a member of their own crew over something as simple as a loss?! And on top of that, you dare strike out because he hasn't grown much?! Was that the intent of our crew?! To shove others around with our egos and strength?! As I recall, I devoted myself to a captain who wanted freedom for all of us. Nefetari is included in that and you should think about how to motivate him rather than just assaulting him!" Was Kaito entirely in the wrong? Of course not. Asche was no fool to the antics of their assassin, but this was the wrong way to go about getting him to help. If anything, this approach would only make matters worst. "We do not fold to your whim, Kaito. You are our leader, true, but without us there is no crew for you to lead. Think about that the next time you come down on anyone."
Now, onto the next target.
Nefetari, wherever he was, would be paid a visit. A grasp of his collar and then, a hardened headbutt that'd send him off just like the others. If either one of them wanted to fight him after, he'd happily oblige. It was better for men to blow off anger with their fists anyway."And you, where do you get the nerve to point fingers at the same woman who's mended your wounds?! Did what Kaito say strike a nerve? Did he hurt your damn feelings?! Cause if we're being honest, not a damn word he said wasn't true."Let it sink in, he wasn't done yet. "All you do all day is look down on us. Laugh at us for being who we are. We're honest with ourselves and you should be the same. So what if you haven't gotten stronger yet -- there's years to come. Wherever you're trying to get to and whatever you're trying to do, you'll get there regardless of what anyone else says. But it's up to you to do that. We're a crew and we're here to help you make that happen. If you want to trust us with it, then do that! If you don't then what're you here for?!" If Nefetari wanted no part of this then it was his choice to leave. No one was keeping him here, with them.
Now finally, he turned to Tahira. "And you, instead of calming them down you decided to join in? I thought you were the voice of reason among us. Throwing wood in the fire doesn't help anyone." A hand released her, letting her down to floor with the rest of them. After all was said and done, he turned away. "We're supposed to be Nakama. I didn't come all this way with you three to argue like we're children. We're past that. If you have a problem, spit it out and we'll deal with it, together. Until you all figure that out, don't say a word to me." His steps were heavy as he took off, bending under the cell with a roll of his massive shoulders. He was disgusted with them all.
STR 362 || SPD 125 || END 100 || ACC 00 || INT 00 DEX 160 || HP 1040/1040 || SPI 168
Lerry Jive
Panda King ta-tai grim
Cinna-Apple Nami
Posted: Wed May 24, 2017 11:23 am
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Viridescent hues would lazily gaze at Kaito as he spoke. It was clear that Nefertari had won this verbal joust and he knew it. Wearing his victory proudly with a smirk and straightened posture as he sat on the bed, legs and arms folded. Though his head would turn from the wall he was facing to fully face Kaito who had just been uppercut! "Aha! Ohhohoho~!" The sound of Nefertari's laughter muffled behind his hand. Such a strong hit! Nefertari was delighted in the strike to Kaito's person. However his laughter would cease as Johnny would then begin to reprimand Kaito. Scolding him about his treatment of Nefertari, which the white haired viper would support with multiple nods and a sarcastic disposition. Lips would be puckered as he would nod, to further emphasize his endorsement of these words. It was about time someone saw things from his perspective! Nefertari would shift his gaze from Kaito to Tahira and smirk before turning his head back to the wall in a victorious manner. Yes this was definitely a win...or so he thought. As soon as Johnny finished speaking, the air would change. A brief pause as the now black haired individual made his way to the desert beauty. Nefertari could feel a presence upon him but before he could respond he would be hoisted by his shirt collar! Such strength was enough to make a lady blush which is exactly what he did...but it would fade as he would be brought down into a headbutt! "Uh!" His body would fall back down onto the cell bed as he would be released. Nefertari would quickly lift himself up off his back and hands because he did not feel comfortable making skin contact with this filthy bed. Though he would still be leaning back, hands using sleeves to protect from contact with the bed, due to Johnny being too close for him to sit up straight without invading personal space and no no squares. His emerald glare intense as he peered at Johnny from behind his displaced strands of white hair. He would receive his own admonishment. He spoke, Nefertari actually listened. Words absorbed. Introspection commencing. Nefertari would avert his gaze. He did not wish to see a disappointed expression aimed at him that Johnny surely wore. Yes it was anger on top but it was anger formed from disappointment. The white haired male would stand up and dust himself off as Johnny walk over and begin to criticize Tahira next. It seemed everyone was in the wrong. Nefertari no longer gained amusement from these scoldings. Upset was he. The male would use his fingers to comb his hair, pushing the right side behind his ears where they would defiantly fall back over. As Johnny would make his silent, anger-filled exit Nefertari would stare at him. Seeing this side of Johnny was unexpected. It made him look like an actual man... The thought would perish as the white haired male realized he was alone in the room again with the other two. Back and forth his jade colored eyes would bounce between Tahira and Kaito. An aggressive rolling of his eyes followed by an "Ugh!" would take place before his exit behind Johnny. This was going to be an awkward trip...
☥ Her storm off would be declined; probably due to her refusal of his offered hand. But the thought wouldn’t pass just yet. For now, she would be surprised as she was hauled back and lifted. Presented before the group so she could listen in. A murmur of confusion only before words and sounds were cut short. Asche, who had gotten a front row seat to the crews little spat would bestow his own feelings on the matter. He would attack each and every one. Including herself. Which was a complete surprise. At a loss for words as her eyes went wide as he spoke. She? A voice of reason? Was that how he saw her? But before even dwelling on that fact, she watched as he stormed off, though not before stating he didn’t want to speak to either of them. The Hell!? Back on the ground thanks to him, she stood with her arms folded, watching as he left. “So he’s the one that gets to storm off?” The nerve! “He basically said everything that I did. But I get scolded for standing up for myself….” But despite it all, he had been right. She would sigh heavily before unfolding her arms. “We do need to do better, as a crew.” Nefertari would make his dramatic exit and she would sigh again. Nothing in life was easy. She knew that all too well. And surely the others did too. This would be something that only time could fix. Hopefully they would get through it. Leaving it be for now, Tahira would exit along with Kaito.
[[I know this is long but bear with me, I want to avoid a debate so here's a middle ground: So to determine how much damage you lose from the wound, is to understand how badly you took her attack. I'm not even gonna count the cell bars thrown doing any damage.
With Ahn's strength of the wide spin either you can choose to lose 50 [moderate wound loss] per post +150 [her base] + 10 strength from her sword] when you could have been knocked back taking on a shallower cut, at the cost of missing the aim of her stomach [because with her dexterity more than doubling his even with speed factored, it will miss with her next move but you would have taken less damage.
And there's this,
hit her completely and cause her moderate damage of -50 hp loss per post after with your 85 prowess, while taking on 150 [mortal lethal damage** - because you wouldn't even have a spine still in tact being sliced all the way through] per post + her 160 attack because her sword is a large claymore and from how close she sliced you diagonally you would be been like this if you opt NOT to get knocked back and stay close range to secure your attack.
Since he didn't move out the way (to do damage), I'm just gonna go with the latter but miss his spine [though close to it] and cleave a large section to hit that lethal mark of 100 hp loss per post. 630-260 = You're down to 370/630 hp, losing 100 per post afterwards and I'm at 645/780 hp because I'll choose not to dodge it despite my dexterity [also how would she have known he can shoot lasers anyway? she wouldn't, she hasn't seen his posters or heard of his feats, bahaha] and lose 135(your 85 prowess + 50 moderate hp since it's not lethal) now and every post after this.]]
Shiiiing! The sprocket of blood will rain but it will not dance on the floor alone---no, the flavor will turn lumpy with the melding of another as she too--would bleed now with crimson rewetting the singed hole he had cast from a single finger. "Hara?" He was loud he was expressive--he was alive and back again with his sarcasm like he was a fizz gone flat. Only did he truly live in her eyes for a few seconds before dulling out to a melancholy bribe of---oh who gives a damn. Her knee chimed numb tingling with pain and more pain after he had tackled hers with his own to avoid getting his foot tenderized as the floor beneath her sole would sport a nasty webbed design of cracks.
But instead an injured, volatile Ahn now having tasted such sweet blood gave a shudder in that split moment. Almost erotic the way she looked. A moistening though pain stung with salt and dirt as blood ran down her wound to her leg nearing the floor, she quickly caught his his left hand by the wrist popping it upward, her strength greater as she'd snap it by the force of her thumb as it might dangle useless while her other hand knocked his arm away to quickly catch his head. Her lips twitched after jolting from the wound, but his headbutt--yes literally his head---was caught with her palm over his eyes with a slow tightening grip. Her strength evident, desirous to crush his skull like an overripe peach. Only, she had no intention on seeing his eyeballs pop out from the pressure of blood leaving.
Wasting no time she'd aim his head to the nearest wall a half arm span to the side as means to disorient him--as many, many times as he might allow her to, provided he could somehow find a way out her vicegrip. "You were better off that I wasn't, boy."
Str:20 II Spd: 95 II Acc: 55 + 5! II Int: 20 End: 50
Entering the Marine HQ escorted by Tawara Thaddeus made it look like he'd been captured and was now being transported to the holding facility. While he knew about a situation in the HQ he had no idea about what as happening in the jailhouse. We'd walk into a riot, prisoners running and screaming, fire falling from the ceiling and the roar of combat going on all around him. He'd look back toward Tawara the more muscular of his comrades.
"Tawara cover the door, I don't want anyone coming in and interrupting me."
Maneuvering through a sea of weaklings. Thaddeus would see a face he didn't know personally but he was familiar with. His last good eye locking onto the dark skinned man. Watching another man wind up and clock him with an uppercut.
"Sheesh."
Standing in their path Thaddeus would keep his attention focused on the only member he was familiar with.
"Jesus Christ, I didn't know Mike Tyson was so handy with a sword."
The bird-like man would say a grin from ear to ear.
"I know you Kaito, you're the biggest pirate in South blue, I'm also from the south. Both of us being the men that we are I figured we'd probably meet here one day or another. Frankly, I came to spring everyone outta jail. But it looks like your man was already on it."
Thaddeus had a habit of never introducing himself, yet people still knew who he was. Passing his hand through his red hair Thaddeus' smirk turned more stern. While he was joyful to meet another famous pirate, but being here inside of the Marine jail was most definitely the last place he wanted to sit and chat.
"I'd like to do business with you and your gang. But as I can see, ya'll have some escaping of your own to do. Whenever you get the chance, ask for Zero in east blue"
The one eye'd man would say, moving out of the way of the exiting pirates. He had his own business to attend here, and Kaito probably did too. Even with Tawara covering the door for him Thaddeus knew he was on a time limit. Transforming his left hand into his hand-cannon Thaddeus fired off innumerable amount of rounds into the air, silencing everyone around him, say for a select few whom didn't seem to care about nothing.
Switching from his hand minigun, to his favorite pistol the light gun. Walking calmly toward each fight. First one he'd come across was another dark skin Egyptian looking ******** fighting some big booty broad. He didn't really care for that so Thaddes let off some shots in their direction. None of them really aiming to strike more or less aimed to show he was serious, and that he wasn't about to let himself go unnoticed. Flashes of light emerging from his gun with each blast.
Even as he shot at them Thaddeus would silently continue walking. Headed directly toward the next fight. Preforming the same action Thaddeus sigh staring at Little Fin through the bars of his cell. Thaddeus already knew how much of a hot head he was so 9/10 Little fin would be the one causing the trouble. Changing back to his hand cannon
"Little fin I'll only say this once... Get down."
Thaddeus would chuckle blasting the bars off the cell into oblivion with both inmates inside. If they listened and took cover they wouldn't have been too hurt by the blast. Nothing more then ringing ears. Thaddeus clutching that Light pistol wouldn't think twice about firing into the smoke cloud that was the cell if both men needed further discipline.
"EVERYBODY LISTEN UP, enough with the bullshit. Look around yourself and take all the time you need to think clearly. Those of you whom would like to escape prison. In an orderly fashion proceed to follow me. Those of you whom would like to stay... Stay."
Thaddeus would shout at the top of his lungs, making sure everyone could hear him. Now on his way to the exit which Tawara outta have been guarding he would look around to see one more familiar face. That blonde guy from Skypiea. Making his way over to his cell Thaddeus would shoot the hinges off releasing the man. With no further words to impart, Thaddeus would make his exit back toward his ship.
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Posted: Thu May 25, 2017 6:41 pm
-------- They were going to paint this cell red huh? They had damaged one another, spilling blood between them like a dance of sharks. It was sad. He was the smaller shark. A part of him admired that, even more a part admired her. He had seen many types in the pits. Men, woman and those whom would still be considered children fighting for their lives. He wondered how he had survived so long. The help of others? The will to live, with not the care to die? She knew. She talked with such familiarity. A part of his heart beat differently. Maybe it was because he had received such a wound that he should stop, but it was more. The look on her face from being damaged. Not enough. Crack! Came the sound of his broken hand and the increasing glow of glowing yellow light in both his hands. He made no sound, or could he not? Was he already giving out? Hand dangled, he smiled. Not enough! This wasn't something she could get away with! -------- With hands still in glowing yellow, she grabbed his free hand, knocking it away, but she would feel a burning across her hand. In the instant she touched his arm to smack it away, a dagger formed, dragging across her hand to dig into her as she slammed her hand into his face. The dance of their blood, the splatter of the dance they were doing as he was blinded by her blood only made his heart pump faster. Shlick! The sound of the dagger slashing up once more into her wrist as she now squeezed his head. The goal? Make her hand just as useless as his was now. It wouldn't matter. The last thing he would hear would be the sound of gun shots as his consciousness began to fade. "What...do you know..." His fading words as he passed out in her hands. Would he even hit the wall? How foolish. Not to escape jail because he lost a brawl. --------
ooc: Light beam gives +10 when used. So you take 95 uw u. I know Juru wouldn't stop with no bullets being shot anywhere. I know not what you will do, but Juru would press on.
Edit. I'm pretty sure even after all the damage that I like fought back again, he would pass out after this attack, so...I guess he lost anyway xD
--- Technique Name: Light Manipulation: Weapon Make. Description: By consuming the light fruit, Juru is able to create weapons out of light. He can create only physical items in this basic state such as swords, spears, clubs and other basic hand weapons. Weapons created add +10 Prowess when used and count as any basic weapon. 3 post cool down. Effect: Damage +10 Prowess when used. Tier: 1 Base: Prowess
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Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 9:00 am
[ Read dat dere quote Jubes ]
Although small, the cell provided the two outlaws enough distance away from the doors in order to escape any damage caused by their destruction. There would barely be a ring within the human's ears as his burning fist plummeted into LIttlefin's cheek. While not as fun as the dance Ahn had given him, there was no way Adrian was going to let this fight finish with words. One of these two were going to be laid out by the end of this bout and no amount of yelling from the sidelines was going to stop it. Thus, the battle would continue as if there was no distraction or intervention at all. The plums of smoke that attempted to rise around the two would curl up once they hit the ceiling. Wrapped in a veil of smoke, Adrian would barely be able to see Littlefin. Yet, this would actually prove to be beneficial. With the bed still in hand, the small fishman still seemed to be guarded on one side. The human would duck back, using the smoke as cover for his next move. A quick hop to the side and Adrian would find himself with no view of littlefin, but a clear indication of where he was. Once more, hit fist would heat up and lunge forward through the smoke. Unfortunately for Littlefin, the smoke was not the only thing guarding the human from sight. That bed that was picked up to be used as a improvised weapon proved detrimental as it burst open. Shards of it's contents would fly about, making the fiery strike seem a lot more cinematic than it was. Once again, Adrian would be aiming his comet of a strike to Littlefin's face. This time, it was masked by the smoke created through the marksman's firing and the bed that was supposed to be weapon for his opponent. With no way to see the attack coming, how would the fishman react?
Technique Used :: Technique Name: Burn Knuckle Description: Adrian heats up his hands to abnormal degrees, causing his hands to darken into near black fists of heat. When he swings his hands, a small area of the air around his hand also heats up, causing his punches to look like tiny comets. Both the punch and the surrounding air will deal damage if contact is made. Adrian is immune to his own heat. Effect: Damage Range: Touch Tier: One Base: Prowess
I'm trying to speed this up so that we can escape before any of that s**t storm at the Main Building slides it ways over. Also, you have to remember the extra +10 that T1 techs get, so you are taking 69 damage per hit, not 64. Including this Burn Knuckle, you have to dock yourself 87 health points. And if you take the hit in this post it would be 64(half prowess) +5(T1 tech) +34(Sneak Attack Perk) = 103
Posted: Fri May 26, 2017 8:06 pm
Mera Mera no Mi Eater
” I'll punch you. I'll kick you. Again and again, endlessly, . . " ▼
Story/Arc: 1 - The Battle of Dominators
Look at me, world. The whole guarding thing was a little weak. But he had to make his position somewhere in this gang. Among the others Tawara wondered how his cut would be. Tawara would work as he saw orders, and positions. Tawara insisted on eating some food for some protein right now. Tawara wasn't talking. Outside of the confinement area. In front of the door. Tawara was completely by himself. It was no time to rest. His face seemed uninterested. Tawara took pleasure too his own world. A good strong man and a good provider to which alliance he was apart of. Talking about Tawara he had a pure heart to. Whichever his loyalty was directed to was completely iron-cladded. He was at peace right now. He was much like a lion of a man. Tawara wanted to make some money off of these guys. Still being connected to them was pretty cool! He wanted to raise the dollars, yo! Tawara insisted on guarding this area.
Acting very normal for someone in the navy. Normal. Tawara didn't stand out besides being a colossal, giant of a Shandian, with muscles.
He was hot! Most of the time he was chasing girls, or being chased by girls. Tawara got what he wanted. Couldn't you see what was happening here? Tawara was happy, and made records of his actions. He was reserved, and closed right now. Only seeming like a navy personnel.
▲ “...over and over, until my own life is consumed."
Nothing. The kid just took another hit to hit face as if he had no intention of ever dodging. It was weird. The fishman went down without any more words and, while Adrian should feel joy about defeating another opponent, he felt nothing. There was no joy in the destruction of something so.. small. There was hardly conflict and barely any retaliation. The human's head tilted downward to look at the young kid he just took down. Standing over the boy like this made him seem like a bully. Did Adrian truly care about such things? Did he pick on the weak or simply aim to take out the strong? "Tch!" Sucking his teeth, he would grab the kid by the collar. While he did no particularly care for the boy, he would not leave him here to face whatever was to come. Dragging him out of the now broken cell, the human would stroll around the place and look for more people. The girl he fought before should be here if she had not escaped already. Unfortunately, Adrian was no longer looking to fight her. Their second dance would have to wait, as currently the human was mostly tapped out. While the fishman kid did not inflict any wounds, Adrian was not allowed to coast through with minimal effort.
..And there it was. The woman who put joy into his life for that fleeting moment. The lady who allowed himself to flourish on the battlefield of fallen soldiers. The opponent that he had yet to defeat. Adrian's foot instinctively put pressure upon the floor beneath him. He was ready to lunge forward and strike, but knew that now was not the time. He enjoyed tough bouts, but not ones where he saw very no chance of winning. Even with her damaged body, he could only muster up two more strikes. Although he knew.. should this woman decide to take a bite of this golden apple, she'd have no choice but to deal with the consequences. "Having fun?" His voice would ring out, calling towards the woman whom he yearned to see again. "I can't help but feel like you've replaced me." The human smirked before showing her the fallen body of Littlefin. "..but don't worry. I had my fair share too. I came to find you again, but this was all I could get." If the woman decided to give Adrian a look over, she would understand what he meant. There were no cuts, no bruises, and no scars. The only thing about him that looked any different from the last time they spoke was that he looked like he had proudly walked through a bit of smoke. All in all, she would be able to tell that, while he fought, he did not particularly enjoy the battle. Still holding the kid by his shirt collar, he began to walk away. "Let's just say.. I'm willing to dance if you are." He tried to bite his tongue, but the words slipped out before he could even think to stop himself.
