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 Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 7:31 am
Torino Kingdom, free Raiding without Marine alarm to find them, each person posts 500 words out of the 2,500 for raiding a kingdom. Must be completed by Monday!
Post whenever you want just meet in the regular thread afterwards. Go!
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 8:15 am
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✘ ᵀʳᵘᵉ ᶳᵗʳᵉᶰᵍᵗʰ ᵒᶰˡʸ ᶜᵒᵐᵉᶳ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘ…ᶰᵒ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵉˡᶳᵉ…
A grand ole fist would smash into the face of a nearby marine. Off the ground the uniformed member would bounce off the ground from the shear force of his might. The marines must have gotten paid today because the bag of beli Kaito snatched was a quite plump one. A smug grin would be his expression as he looked on. Raiding. Pillaging. Complete and utter chaos was at his wake. This must be what hell was like, the anguish and turmoil. It was getting harder and harder to suppress his inner savage. This was the might of a Yonko? Just at the snap of his fingers this was the anarchy that ensued? This power and influence. He wanted it. Nothing would stop the mighty from achieving their ambitions.
Ducking a incoming sword slash. Revenge for the fate of his friend no doubt. Too bad his bay grade was far too low to make a difference to him. Now at the backside of his enemy Kaito would lock his wrist around the waist of his assailant. Taking the marine off his feet he would drive them backwards leaving them out cold from all their weight landing towards the nape of their necks. Rolling across his stone cold body Kaito snatched his quite plump cash carrier as well. The big wigs were more than likely dealing with other threats so they were left with these small fry. Insulting really. Did they not know he was the future king of these seas?! Better stop him while he lacked the strength to turn the world on its head.
"Well lets rob this place blind. We need the cash for a ship." That would be the only order to his mates as he pressed up the path towards Yonko. Yes this was a truth. They still traveled as one but it would be so much more intimidating if they had a vast vessel with a jolly roger that flew elegantly in the sky. It was a show of their might, at this precise moment. They lacked it. However this marines did not lack this flying knee to their sternum. Crashing though a wall would be the after effects but not before his weekly wages became his own. What possessed this imbeciles to enter a bout with their compensation on their person. Situation had to be truly dire.
A dance with the devil. It was majestic and it was beautiful. At least from his point of view. The two marines that were catching these hands must have had a complexly different perspective. Coming at him as a group might have been a wonderful I idea. If they didn't have the power of fleas. Even if a thousand fleas stormed into battle. Unified. They were still but meek souls that only purpose was to be crushed together. Down the would fall from swift elbows of the martial artist. "Surely you can do better than this world government. I'm not even a Yonko. What is this waste going to do?" There was no way they were going to quell the situation with this bunch if the could not even stop him. What were these fools playing at?
Free Raid 500/2500. Have fun guys!
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Posted: Fri Feb 24, 2017 3:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2017 6:31 am
  Here they were once again. Pirates of the high seas running wild in all kinds of chaos and untold deeds. Blonde hair flew back in the wind as the hat of one swordsmen came off, hanging down his back while watching in awe. There was so much chaos. Fire and destruction everywhere. The place was a complete and total mess. Was. . Was this the power of a Yonkou? Did the hold the world in the palm of their hand to this degree? Johnny didn't know what to say to this, but hearing Kaito's words only made him nod. Right. They'd sworn that this was the lifestyle they'd uphold from here on out and if they wanted to be the best pirates to roam these seas, they'd have no choice but to get used to this sight. Still. . This wasn't something he wanted. People were getting hurt or worst - dying. That wasn't what he wanted from all of this. "Stealing something is fine in my book. Material items can come back but. . this? Taking a life for no real reason other than pleasure?" He understood the world wasn't so black and white as people thought; it was something he'd experienced first hand. But as amber hues watched homes being burned down and pirates wrecking s**t as they pleased, he could only turn a blind eye. Damn it. . Was this what it meant to be a pirate in this world?!
The marines were here at least, trying to push back the no good fiends as best they could, but. . there were too many. The influence of a Yonkou's appearance sprang up so many different pirates that South Blue was teeming with them at this point and the authorities had no way to control it. Taking the wrapping off his knee, he'd note there was a nasty scar there now, but overall it had been healed well enough. Walking felt fine and whilst gripping his hand open, then closed, Johnny headed off and followed after his captain. Not yet realizing a truth he couldn't ignore - Guin had run off! The scene was probably too much for her to handle and she flipped out to hide somewhere. Right now, she was his main responsibility and keeping her safe was what needed to happen. Kaito could watch Tahira, Nefetari, and Ajora, but the Princess was someone he couldn't let out of his sight for even a second. Running through a crowd, Johnny shoved some faced out of his way before coming to a halt, watching a man with a mad face go slashing away at another, leaving his blood spilled on the ground. Something wasn't right here.
There was a woman and child behind the now dead mate and the other looked poised to attack them as well. Sprinting full speed, Johnny unsheathed his blade just as the attacker was making to end their lives. "The hell are you doin'?! They aren't even armed! One of ems' a damn kid!" When he saw the assailants eyes he could tell he was off. The look, the cracked crimson gaze; the guy was plumb mad. "S-Sir please. . This is my husband. ." A soft voice from the woman sprang out as she laid on the floor, holding her child. "H-He's a blacksmith and to protect us he did something he was told never to do. . That sword he has, it's cursed!" Johnny turned an eye, looking back over to the man and his eyes widened. That wasn't sweat, they were tears flowing from his face. "Please. . I don't care how, just get that sword from him so we can run. We don't want to hurt anybody!" A brow furrowed in agony, the once perfect swordsmen couldn't bare this. Was this what piracy was all about?! Was it attacking the weak so that situations like this one arose?! He couldn't stand this feeling welling up inside him any longer. "First Guinevere. . Now these innocent people. ." Rushing in, a elbow connected with the guys chin, followed by an arm to his midsection. Thereafter, Johnny hit the man so hard he fell unconscious - the sword falling from his hands and sticking into the ground. He eyed it momentarily before turning.
"Take your husband and run far from here. Get off this island. I have a feeling the chaos isn't gonna be ending anytime soon." An eye turned to face the pyre around him, Johnny grit his teeth in angst. The lady rose with her child and they picked their husband up before heading for the docks. Johnny stood, staring at the blade and taking in its features. Its aura was vile, disgusting, but it was beautiful in its own way. He couldn't just leave it there for someone to grab it and then get attacked, either. So. . . He did what he felt was best, going over, he grabbed the hilt only for a moment before it shook him to his core. "Death. . Kill. . Death. . Kill. . DEATH. . . KILL. ." It roared, like nothing he'd ever seen or felt. The desire to take life, to spill blood, he'd never felt this way before. "You. . you're a monster. ." He said softly, keeping the sword tucked in his digits before shaking his head. ". . Whoever used you, made you into this. You're nothing like Echizen. . But I won't let this define you. . Even if it takes me a millennia, I'll tame your spirit." With the sheath at his side, Johnny pressed the blade into its home with a heavy sigh. Now, back to finding Guin. 930/625
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 3:38 pm
 ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾ { SAINT 『 | 』 AJORA } ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾ ✾Chef || Loner || Fruit [ ??? ] ||  20,000 Pow: --- || End: --- || Spd: --- || Acc: --- || Sta: --- || Int: --- || Spi: --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════╗
[ Ajora walks walks through the burning city, having separated from the others to explore more of this human civilization. The fire, the destruction, the clouds of smog and smoke; it all reminds her of her home. She stares up towards the tallest building in this sector, watching as the flames overtake it. Its structure shivers under its own weight while men and women alike all cry out in terror around her. The unlucky. People who were far too unfortunate to either have been deeper into the island, or trapped from their ships due to the carnage. They plead and beg, panic and shout, but their fates likely wouldn’t change. And neither would Ajora’s expression as she watches on. Though she’s able to put on a fake persona at times, the real her, the true Ajora is one mostly derived of her emotions. Ever since that day, and here in this hell-like zone, she’s forced to watch it happen again. Her bare feet step one after another, moving her towards the heart of it all.
“Humans really are...cruel.” she whispers to herself, noting all of this madness, and due to the hands of human kind once again. To her, they are the very incarnation of evil itself. Going out of their way to bring others to suffering and loss, even their own species! The very thought makes no sense to the demon. Her ruby eyes look left, then right. On every side is a human doing something unspeakable, either to the environment, or others of their own ilk. Disgusting. “It seems they haven’t changed at all since all of those years ago… At least, most of them didn’t.” she says, thinking back to the ones she managed to run across back at the island. Kaito and the others. They at the very least seemed tame, and for that, she is appreciative. “It seems I will gain nothing from being here any longer. I should return to their side.” she thinks while standing atop the remains of a destroyed building. She looks around, through the openings between smoke pillars and flames, scanning for her new associates and guardians.
After a few moments she notices a man drop to the ground, and with him out of the way, she notices Kaito. “There.” she says before stepping onto a burning piece of wood. Her body ceases after her eyes lock onto a group of men wearing a similar uniform to the other person the leader struck down. Reinforcements maybe? Likely. No, at this point, it’s certain. “If they are swarmed from that angle…!” she says, making note of the surrounding area, and the point where her friends would be attacked. They’d have them surrounded in seconds with all of those rifles, probably. Ajora’s foot presses further onto the burning plank, crushing it beneath her force. After crouching a bit, she launches herself forth in an attempt to cut off the extra marine forces. With a spin in the air, her foot collides with a building engulfed by flames, causing it to burst and crumble down onto the brunt of the marine reinforcements. She looks over her shoulder back to everyone and after a sigh of relief, she turns back forward to the remaining soldiers.
“I do not understand it. Why do humans hate themselves so much?” she asks them aloud, but after receiving backlash and verbal abuse due to her having crushed their allies, the demoness shakes her head and leaps down to engage them. One foot meets the head of the closest man, then the next, and like a dance she drops the men amidst the roaring flames as if they cheered on her exotic performance. With all of the men fully dispatched, she looks down upon their unconscious bodies apathetically. “How sad…” she regrets, turning away to head back to her protectors. After stepping on top of the ruble she made from the building previously, she notices something shimmer from amidst the stones and smog. A...chest? She crouches down and places her hand against the metal. It’s burning hot. Must have been touching the flames for a while. After sifting around the stones a bit more, she is able to pull it out, and with sheer luck, it seems the impact from the demolition broke its lock.
She creaks it open to reveal a truckload of beli and other strange items she has very little interest in. “Humans like this stuff, if I am not mistaken. Then, I will offer it to them as a sign of peace to our agreement.” she says while dragging the chest behind her. And after finally catching up to the group, would drop the chest before Tahira. “I found this.” ]
╚════════════════════════════════════════════╝Words in Post: 787 || Uncashed Words: --- || Uncashed EXP: --- || Cashed EXP: --- || Rank: ---
IC Notes: ' 787 / 625 ' [ Event Raid - Complete ]
Credit: Format basis by Fauna Lestrade.
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126!
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 6:13 am
Here we go!
252,000 Beli Earned!
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Lerry Jive generated a random number between
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143!
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 9:03 am
It's all about the booty...Bulll!!!
286,000 Beli earned.... stare
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Cinna-Apple Nami generated a random number between
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160!
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 10:53 am
Let's get it!!!
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[ 320,000 Beli Received ]
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