Upper Yard was once the part of Jaya that was sent up in the sky four hundred years ago by the Knock Up Stream. Its former inhabitants, the ancient Shandia, were driven out by Skypieans, for whom it presented a big value due to rarity of soil in the sky.
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Posted: Fri Apr 28, 2017 9:08 am
Luscious and green. The moister could be felt on his darkened skin. Moss was lively and well. Potent was the scent of the flowers blooming. Timber that would reach the skies if they were not already present. The wind sent shivers down his spine as Kaito attempted to understand how this was all possible. The island seemed surreal as they had approached but actually standing on the gracious earth in the sky was a mystery he couldn’t even begin to comprehend. Were they not in the sky? Were the heavens not literally where they stood. The scale of this tropical rain forest was something Kaito thought he would never experience. The screeching of avian beast in the distance would not go unnoticed. It was impossible. The cast could make even the deaf ears perk. A masterful portrait painted by the earthliest of artist. If the thoughts of the area becoming a battleground was not at the forefront of his mind maybe this walk would actually have some enjoyment in it.
A sudden halt would be made before he would sink onto a trees massive root that could easily support his weight. A word was not uttered as he fell out of step to the side. His crew would for sure notice and stop with him as well. Amber eyes would dart and pierce as the berets would take heed and motion to the relaxing pirate. “You no longer wish to follow” The lead guardian would ask as if the captains actions were not already prevalent enough. Lips would sag lazily as his shoulders would lift simultaneously to incite confusion. “I kinda just don’t feel like waltzing into an ambush today. Sorry.” Eyebrows of the guards would instill bewilderment and adjust. Kaito would place his stiff forearms upon his thighs. Hands were clasped within one another. Kaito had figured out their plan to lead them into a trap so there was no use in them trying to hide it as he penetrated their souls with his gaze. It was evident that this was as far as Kaito would lead his mates.
After a brief moment of ghost silence the lead guard spoke once again. “Fine. As you wish. You dying here and dying a couple feet matter not.” Shield elegantly reflected the sun as he stiffened his posture. “This will be your grave umber haired demon. I will cleanse the heavens of your poisonous venom. Prepare to die!” A speech that sent all his men into a bloody rage as they entered their stances a well. Expecting the pirate to get to his feet and join them in combat. This did not happen. All they were met with was a blank stare and a light chuckle. Gradually this chuckle became a disrespectful burst of laughter. “Me? Fight you? Chuuuchuuuuchuuuu!” The dismissal of their strength was not taken to heart and Kaito Clearly knew this. The pirate just didn’t care. “Worthy opponents have a certain scent. You reek of embarrassment and pity. Your weakness is clearly not worth my time.” The brawler would kick his feet up as his upper body sunk into the base of the tree to relax himself. “That white haired demon will fight you all.” Kaito was talking about the serpent loving jade bandit Nefertari. A task he was sure the ashen haired assassin was up to he was sure. “Johnny, let me know when someone worthy shows up.” Kaito would ask of his blademaster. Until then Kaito would focus on keeping Tahira safe from harm as he motioned her to join him on this benchlike root. This was mostly a trail for Nefertari. Kaito had yet to sniff out what the who the lad was. Why not observe for a while?
[Kaito: Raid of Upper Yard [450/1,250]
𝙿𝙾𝚆 145 ｌ 𝚂𝙿𝙳 110 ｌ 𝙴𝙽𝙳 110 ｌ 𝙰𝙲𝙲 5 ｌ 𝙸𝙽𝚃 5 l 𝙳𝙴𝚇 60 l 𝚂𝙿𝙸40 l 𝙷𝙿360/360
Their trudge to these lands wasn't long. Wasn't so much arduous, but filled with wonderment the likes of which he'd never seen. The lush landscape and beautiful greenery; it wasn't something you could see down in the Blues. This was where he came from. His home. His birthright. This was something he rightfully deserved to look at as much as he desired. Placing his hand on the pummel of his blade, hues having spared mind to the surroundings gave him a good idea of what they could be dealing with. Someone could attack from any tree top they strolled past. Another might get hit with a pitfall of some sort. Yet another could jump on them from behind, in the bushes. As he'd heard earlier, this land was supposed to be sacred yet they'd bring pirates here of all places for execution. It left a bad taste in the blondes mouth as Kaito came to a sudden halt. Eyebrow raised, poised to the situation; he no longer felt like playing nice, most likely because they were away from innocent people. Either way, Johnny hold heartedly agreed with his captain and joined in with a hefty laugh of his own. "Let's not be rude to the natives. I'm sure these guys have never seen anything other than Skypiea before."
The people of the sky rarely left. Their mindset and isolation left them unsuited to this world. Still, he could respect it for what it was. As men saw his Captain decide against thing, Johnny had already run in to intercept., ceasing any form of clash with a smile from ear to ear. A cloud blade clashing with his prized Echizen right at the back of the umber haired dog. "Didn't ya' hear my cap'n? He isn't in a fightin' mood, which means-" In a flush, he overpowered the man in front of him with ease, tossing his sword away before slamming him directly into the ground. Body crashing with a slam, a crater with bits of dust followed after. Instantly knocked out. "Oiiiii, I said I wanted to know where your king is. You guys got ten minutes to make him appear before I get to swinging." They all backed off in a hush, staring the blonde door with worry. They hadn't expected them to be this strong, but they wouldn't fold. The oath to God needed to stay locked. "You pirates are all no good! You come to our land to cause problems! We've done nothing to deserve this!" A frown, it hit a nerve/ If they'd merely given them what was wanted none of this would've happened. "Don't act so high and mighty. If you'd given us what we'd asked for then none of this would be happening. I only wished to meet your God-" Instantly he was cut short. "HE WILL NOT SPEAK TO SOME LOWLY SCUM LIKE YOU! You desecrate what we hold dear only for your own self satisfaction! You people are tyrants!" Hmph. They didn't get it. They didn't see how the world was already but it was alright. Johnny was in a good enough mood to educate them. "Do you believe that you're better than us just because we live how we want? Following the reigns of others is a pitiful notion. One we've all decided we'd never do again."Taking his blade and raising it, his eyes pierced with killing intent. It sat firmly on his shoulder, as the swordsmen of Primo Dio removed his stylish black hat. "I'm growing bored. Either show me the path to him or I'll cut it open myself - choose wisely." He'd given them time but his patience had been worn thin. Such was the right of someone so close to God.
☥ Even she would be taken aback by the landscape before them all. The gigantic forest in which they found themselves walking into. It grasped her attention, the moment of approach. Nothing else seemed to hold her attention. After having successfully fled the authorities in town. Gathering items in which would be used as offerings, per Johnny’s request, Tahira had made her way back to the others. Instead of walking ahead of the group like her fellow crew, she had walked behind the large number of soldiers who had intentions on harming them. Despite not wanting them here, Tahira could see the intent. The harm that would follow. But as for now, she trailed behind, gaze in awe. Just how was this possible? A question that was the main focus of this trip.
No one seemed to notice. The soldiers muttering amongst themselves as the group proceeded deeper into the area. “Wasn’t there another? A woman right?” Eyes shifted from side to side, wondering where. And every time it would seem as if they would spot her, Tahira would unknowingly move out of sight. Having noticed something more remarkable and intriguing than the next. Though the cloud landscape was overwhelmingly amazing, this was just extraordinary. “I wonder if I can find some herbs here?" Sack full of numerous items purchased ( thanks to the extols from the soldier ) resting on her back, small and careful hands caressed foliage, taking in the sensations and textures.
Her monetary exploration would bring her back towards the current spot of where her fellow crewmates resided. No longer walking, but confronting the soldiers. An ear would catch wind of the conversations, which would make her peer from around the large tree trunk. There her eyes would see Kaito, perched upon a massive root. Their gazes would meet; him motioning for her to join him. She would comply, Just as Johnny intercepted a soldier. The collision would make the ground shake, and her attention resting on crater made upon the dust settling. Yeah, out like a light. Tahira would soon then after take a seat next to Kaito and observe the confrontation.
Words would be exchanged, though her expression would remain neutral. Though her eyes, they would swirl with numerous emotions. She could understand their reasoning’s, but to quickly judge them on being evil. It wasn’t right. But the more she continued down this path. Upon this journey. The more she saw how mostly everyone viewed pirates. “It’s foolish to judge things you don’t understand” She cared not if anyone heard her. For that brief moment, the young woman spoke her mind, as the soldiers expressed their own to Johnny. Living a life how they wished; his words rose a warm sense of determination within her. Cleansing herself of the worry that resided. Despite the strengths her comrades held, you could never be too sure. Nor too cautious. Anything was bound to happen. And she would be the one to hold worry for them. When they would not.
“So who’s this person that Johnny is so adamant on seeing?” she would lean over and softly speak to Kaito. She hadn’t been present during any of their conversations concerning this individual and finally she would grow curious.
Following behind his "captain", Nefertari brandished his jade colored fan and would proceed to elegantly flurry gentle breezes across his skin with it. His up right posture and upward tilted head made him appear to be someone of importance. He carried himself in a regal manner. As he would glide along with his crew members, his silken robes would sway gracefully through the calming breeze generated by his forward movement. It was as if his entire presence was hypnotic to the eye. Looking forward, jade colored orbs would peer over the shoulder of Kaito to see the men in front of them. Nefertari wasn't exactly a combat expert but even he knew when a situation was stacked against them. Their current situation was not going to get better by continuing to follow these men which was why he was gladdenedby the hault. Suspicions would be confirmed. It was definately a trap! How rude! As the men would continue to speak, Nefertari's mind would wonder along with his eyes. This place truly was beautiful. The clouds on the ground and the architecture here made him feel like he was in a dream. Gold lined some of the buildings here. How rich did you have to be in order to line just any old buildings with gold!? Looking further up, there was some kind of island even further in the sky above this one. "Wonder what's up there..." White haired demon. With the utterance of these words came the rushing of Nefertari's full attention. The existance of his current situation was vacant from his mind up until that point and now he needed to play catch up. Widened eyes would look back and forth between his "captain" and the guardians he stood before. Was he supposed to fight them!? The male would lift his fan to cover his mouth and stare at the guardians claded in gold. He was not in a fighting mood and he was barely able to hold his own to begin with. Before he could even respond, the blonde one would attack. This would garner an eye roll and complete visual avoidance from Nefertari. Displays of power were a huge turn off to him. It was such a base way of handling things. The male would instead stare at a coin purse he was dangling from his fingers by its pull strings. He swiped it as they made their way up here. With a devilish green he would allow the purse to drop into his sleeves never to be seen again until the need arose. With that, the male would turn his head back to stare at the warriors. Viridescent eyes peering over the jade fan. Would there ever come a time when they didn't have to fight? Though these idle threats and show boating would not go unheeded as some sort of priest, wearing robes more elegant than even Nefertari, would appear. A slight scoff from behind a jade fan would slip from the white haired beauty as he would grow envious of the man's attire. The man would speak in a calm voice, saying that he would take them to the one they so desperately sought. He would then turn, his robes making a loud flapping sound mimicing the lift of a thousand doves, and would begin walking away. It seems they were meant to follow.
(OOC: The elegance of this raid and movement to next area post~) Word Count: 560 Total Word Count: ---
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Lerry Jive
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Cinna-Apple Nami
Posted: Tue May 02, 2017 9:40 am
PRW 300 || SPD 165 || END 200 || STR 00 || INT 00 DEX 240 || HP 600/600 || SPI 480
He would watch from the trees, eyeing the situation. Yeah, he was right to show up here. Their descriptions matched perfectly, and yet he found himself stuttered in his step. His hands rubbing his wrists for protection as he watched what occurred below. They had an extra person this time, was that the other culprit that Luka had faced. Probably, he also fit the report. Watching the exchange of the poison user and the priest, Merlin would shift through the treetops as swiftly as he could. Carrying himself in their general direction. He probably wouldn't be able to use the trees for cover much longer, but he would try for as long as he could. An odd feeling this time, compared to all of the others. Where he charged in head first into nothingness, not caring for the outcome.
Still, it was not only he, but the malice within him that quivered in the presence of the phoenix. The fear shot images through his mind, reminisces of pain and memories that occurred during the combat in Lyneel. "Dangsugarabbits." he would mutter underneath his breath. He hadn't felt this in a while, to be afraid. A slow smile began to form itself on his lips, well this was sure exciting. He wondered just how long an excitement like this would last, and for that matter, how long would he going into battle alone. Putting away the rifle as he reached the edge of the tree line, he would watch the immaculate structure of the buildings, and the clearing where Nefertari and his band of merry men had been situated. The Priest, the Guards and the lengths of gold made to be overly extravagant.
"Okay ..." He pulled the rifle out once more to take in their location. Making sure to keep a close watch out for them. Let them conclude their business, the Priest seemed to be leading them somewhere. No need to stir unrest in the locals, they had only just joined the World Government after all.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2018 11:00 am
Even as he walked into the new area, the man was trying to muster up the heat of his power. What happened to it? Where did it go? Could he even return to the battlefield like this? Adrian did not think so and perhaps that was why he was really out here grabbing up land instead of brawling with other pirates. "Tch." The audible sound of frustration would be visible as he stepped forward. The area he was in was completely lost to him, as now he was getting angry at his own thoughts. "Where'd all my heat go?" That flame and energy that warmed his heart and made life bearable. His left hand slowly pushed forward into the air in front of his body as the male grabbed at the air as if he could be grabbing his power. Nothing. There was nothing there for him to grab. Even as he would push his energy and stamina into his floating hand.. there was nothing.
A voice knocked him out of his inner turmoil. Someone was pestering him, wondering why he was standing in this area being all weird. "Tch." He sucked his teeth again, which only served to irritate the man questioning him. Who was this? It did not really care, but he would be made an example of. No heat or not, Adrian's right arm pulled back and launched the corresponding fist forward. A clash of skin occurred right below the man's left eye, causing him to reel back before crashing into the ground. "Don't talk to your king like that." King? Was he that here? Not for all of Skypiea, but certainly that would change soon. "I go and stand where I please. The only question here is why are you in my face breathing at me?" Adrian's foot went up and struck against the man's chest before continuing the motion to pressure him against the ground. "I'm not usually this mean, but you've upset me while I was reminiscing." It would be at this point that Adrian's foot would usually heat up and burn a scar into the perpetrator. However, the pirate still found himself unable to muster up that heat he had grown to love. At this point, the only heat burning up was his anger. [ 381 Words Personally Committed ] [ 381 Total Words Towards Takeover ]
10 Toes Down. Golden hues set upon what was known as The Upper Yard by the Skyfolk. The feeling he got being there made him a bit uneasy. Something about this place, just shook him to the core. Possibly, the history behind it. An entire island wiped off the map, by accident. Setting in place a chain of events that would stand the test of time. Everything was in shambles. Like it was sucked into a black hole(if those exist) and spewed out the opposite end in bits and pieces. Foot atop a piece of a building which was somewhat buried and debilitated by erosion and such. "Shame. Mm." he nodded his head from side to side with his eyes closed. It was sad. Life was just uprooted without a moment's notice. But as to why he was here. Removing from between his lips what seemed to be a cigar. And it was. Just not your regular cigar. No. This one was filled to the brim with sativa. A plume of smoke trailed from his mouth as he removed the cigar. Inhale. Exhale. "Not a very popular place..." he said with a slight chuckle. It was perfect. It was perfect place to set up shop. No one was around for mi-
"Argh!"
Curiosity swept his face as his eyes sharply cut to the direction of the noise. "And what have we here?" he said as he walked a few feet to survey the situation which was occurring below. It seemed to be an altercation between two men, if you could even call it that. "Don't talk to your king like that." Bold. He had just claimed this place for himself just a minute ago. Lucky didn't take too nice to this particular statement. With a swift draw of his flintlock pistol, a volley of bullets aimed to cripple this so called "King". "King? I don't like that title for you." he chuckled as he toked on the thc between his lips. "How's about you be my jester..? Now get to dancing." he said as he jested waiting to see how the shirtless wingman would avoid the assault.
Wry Tendencies
Bullet One - Aimed for Adrian's Left Ankle. Bullet Two - Aimed for Adrian's Right Knee. Bullet Three - Aimed for Adrian's Hip.
Oh, and is this RP Fight, or Stat Based?
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It was as if everything within him was just waiting for a sign to burst free. As if all his energy had begun to race, the heat he had been so desperately searching for had all begun to surge to abnormal heights. The pirate's entire body quickly encased in a pure black form, no longer showing any signs of the human underneath. A reddish outline framed the abyssal shape that now pressed harder against the fallen civilian. Steam burst free for but a moment, but the screams of the man caused the self proclaimed king to lift his foot. A mark would be left on the male's chest as a sign. Disrespect your ruler and you will be punished. Not with death, but with the mindset to either stop fighting or come back stronger. It was his way. Adrian's way of making the world stronger was to destroy it and let it rebuild as one would with their own body.
But what of the bullets? There would not even be plumes of smoke stretching from his frame as the metal sank into the depths of his darkened form. They would be fully absorbed into his heat and melted down into nothing before even reaching his actual body. To the perpetrator who shot them, it would just look as if they sunk into him with zero effect and he would be right to assume such. "Dance?" The pirate spoke as his body turned away from the marked man. Bright red orbs revealed themselves within the the abyss that was his form. A red mist began to form around him, floating off before dissipating within the air around him. The demon looking man took a step forward, his foot causing a loud sizzle to slice through the air as it graced the ground beneath it. "It seems to me like you already have the job of making people laugh at stupidity." Another step forward and another slicing maelstrom of heat burning the floor. "But.." As he got closer, the heat emanating from his body in the form of red mist would begin to grow in size. Soon it was as if he had a full blown aura of it. He was a changed man for sure. A demon so to speak, ready to strike down a foe. "...sadly I am not amused." His left hand rose up and motioned as if it was brushing the jester away with the back of his hand. Yet, with this motion, a wave of heat would fly off. At first, a sudden burst of heat would quickly takeover. Then, that heat would continually rise until it became unbearable. Adrian would give off a pressure of a king sending off his minion. "Begone."
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