Yogi G. Bandit
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We Fight Together
Bonds forged through battle
I won’t let anyone get hurt
When I open my clenched fist,
I will find power there --- So let’s start ---
The [ new world ] is calling
Seeing the marines spread out as they ignored his presence Yogi finished the last of his apple and tossed the core aside, as he watched them now begin their raid. The reason for so many apparently was because they had caught a damned mere moments ago, and when a damned was caught there were others to follow suit so now they would find her, and the others even if they were not affiliated with each other, guilty by association of being cursed. The anger caused him to clench his fist and try to keep himself cool down but seeing the uproar, screams and mayhem happen was to much - - the marines were suppose to help people, to protect them during times such as this, why had they changed . . . was it greed? Or was it fear, fear that something different could change their positions and way of life they were all to used to?
Hearing women scream, and beg for their children to be returned to them, and hearing the children cry and wail soon surpassed the sounds of the siren and it was enough for him to take a step and then without warning yell loud enough to capture the attention of all those near and around him. “ENOUGH!” he roared this angrily, his voice projecting command and authority as he felt his body grow hotter, until his hands that were balled into fists turn into flames. When this happened he gave himself away showing them all that he to was damned, and how wrong their actions were of picking blindly who was a threat and who wasn’t. He was angry and he was done with their actions, most importantly they had no right to choose who lived or died - - they were suppose to upkeep peace not cause chaos. Unlike his body his green eyes turned cold as he made his way towards the Marines who stood shell shocked that they simply saw him as nothing more than a bum only a few minutes ago.
“He . . he’s a damned! HURRY GET HIM!” a voice commanded from within the crowed causing most if not all marines to turn back and charge towards him swords, guns and whatever else they had upon their hands for the raid. Soon his walk turned into a full on charge matching theres only when he was close enough he jumped high up, landing down hard with a kick to the ground as he set the wooden dock’s ablaze to trap most and those closest to him to the dock, the marines jumping out of the way in fear of being hit and burned. “YOU ASKED WHO I WAS - WELL I’M YOGI G. BANDIT ! SON OF DAISY ‘MUTINY’ BANDIT BLACK THE LATE PIRATE QUEEN!” He spoke loudly with pride, a smirk upon his face as he adjusted his hat with one hand and began using the other hand to beckon the marines to come after him again if they dared. Circling him they then pointed their weapons at him as he stood eerily still, inching closer they then tried to trap him in once more, only to see that he used his fire to ‘fly’ up and off the ground and proceed to land with deadly heat filled blows to knock most of the men and women into the water.
Grinning still Yogi winked to the marines, before taunting them. “Come on now - - you wanted to play, so lets play!” he spoke as he cracked his neck, rolled his shoulders and entered a stance that was hard to read since he started with his perfected stance that could easily switch to defend or offense without a notice. This was how he fought - - he never projected or telegraphed his movements in anyways nor with his ‘curse’ either. Stealth, acrobatic reflexes and misdirecting opponents were his specialties and all of this was done with a charming confidence to boot, oh boy did that get most riled up when they fought against him. . .but if anyone knew of the late Pirate Queen it was easy to see where he got his charms from.
With the flames around the dock growing higher, the smoke continued on its rise up into the sky signifying to the whole isle of dawn that something more then a marine raid was in fact upfoot and it would be best to stay way.
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What can you defend lying to yourself?
There's no shame falling down on your knees
Just always stand back up
So we can see each other again
I’m always standing by you
[ Don’t be afraid ] to advance
Don’t forget
We fight together