Pieces of the dock would fall into the ocean below as Nefertari would elegantly dash backwards to avoid a similar fate. It seemed that his captain, who was indeed far less attractive when compared to the beautiful Nefertari, was also able to avoid falling. While this was great, the white haired male couldn't help but notice the young marine being pulled through the docks. Literally through the wooden planks at composed the ground they stood on. A hand would be raised to slightly cover his mouth as the events before him would unfold. While still fully aware and alert of his surroundings, Nefertari couldn't help but feel sympathy towards the young fish boy. He was just doing what he believed to be right which in most cases didn't really matter but it was a boy! A young child! "Maybe we could go easy on the dock dragging? I really don't want to be an accomplice to causing permanent damage to a toddler..." It just didn't sit right with him. Nefertari's morals and principles often wavered depending on the situation. Right now they were telling him that it was wrong to hurt a child. Even if he did break two of his fingers. The male would look towards Kaito with a look of moderate concern though he was more than certain this would do nothing. The man never truly listened to what he had to say anyway. He was the captain after all and would more than likely do what he wanted anyway. Nefertari's head would be tilted and turned inward turning his stare into more of a side eye as he would gaze in Kaito's direction with emerald orbs. Hopefully the young boy wasn't injured to the point of no return. That would be truly tragic.
(OOC: The elegance~) Word Count: 295 Total Word Count: 6,580
Combat Data
Techniques Used
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Techniques In Use
Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
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Lerry Jive
Misujage
Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 10:12 am
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ＳＴＲ 80 ｌ ＳＰＤ 65 ｌ ＥＮＤ 70 ｌ ＡＣＣ 5 ｌ ＩＮＴ 5
HP 107 l DEX 30 l SPI 40
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Sympathy. It was becoming really hard to give it to the boy as he kept on trying to damage the young warrior. Simply ludicrous. Truth be told, he didn’t care if he ended up killing Merlin. If he chose to be persist with his foolish agenda, so will the beast. There was nothing valiant, or brave about his conduct. The only way to teach a child was through pain and suffering. This was how Kaito had learned when he was in the pits. Much younger than Merlin was. Golden eyes would flicker with discontent. Who mentored this child? Warped his delicate mind with such dribble. "If the shark is dead, it would have similar results." Wrist were flexible? We will see how far back they would veer until they give way. Flames would lift and angle Merlin’s wrist. Pressure…Pressure…and more pressure. Kaito would not be satisfied until he heard a loud crack.
Snap!
Like a twig, Down he peered with grimace. More than likely he was bellowing in utter pain. Soon this one would have troops. Those under his direction.“You would have gotten every marine under your command killed. You are selfish and a fool. Knowing when you lost and surviving is more important than your ridiculous pride. You dying here will save no one. You protected....no one....” A beautiful bird stood upon him but nowhere was his heart the same as his form. Giving in. That was all that was necessary for his survival. Nowhere to go. Nowhere to move. Weapon less. Inflicting more damage to him was no skin off his back. As he mentioned before whether this fishstick lived or died was not an indentation on his conscience. The duty of a captain was to protect those that were under him. Eliminating any menace; no matter how naïve they may be. A threat was a threat. Now was his really a threat with both wrist severely fractured.
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Stat Adjustments
Health: 107 Health Remaining --- (Str)Strength: 55 + 10 [ Use of Knuckles ] + 5 [ Use of Flare Manipulation ] + 10 [ Use of Full Transformation ] = 80 (Spd)Speed: + 10 [ Use of Full Transformation ] = 65 (End)Endurance: 55 + 5 [Use of True Pain ] + 5 [ Use of Remedial Conflagration] + 5 [ Use of Condition Immunity ] = 70 (Acc)Accuracy: (Int)Intelligence:
Active Items
Iron Knuckles - A Normal Grade pair of iron knuckles used to add more power to your punches. +10 Strength
Active Techniques
Technique Name: True Pain Description: With his constant training of resistance Kaito has trained his mind to block out his pain sensory when taking an attack from his opponent. His physical prowess is equally shown by his resilience. Kaito often ignores most of the injuries he sustains in battle, not suffering any debilitation despite the wounds on his body. Kaito still gets hurt from the attacks he just blocks out the pain he feels while this technique is active. As he is tanking an attack he gains + 5 Endurance. Can be used once per [10] Endurance Kaito has. Requirements: 20 Endurance Point Cost: 1
Technique Name: Blue Flames of Resurrection Description: By having that ability to transform into a phoenix, Kaito has access to certain abilities. One being able to control blue flames he can manifest at will, Kaito can regenerate any wounds with the blue fire he generates, much like how a phoenix is said to rise from its own ashes. Because of this, Kaito is very resilient and can take a huge amount of damage in his phoenix form with no visible consequence other than the time taken to regenerate. These blue flames are not hot and they do not burn or spread like normal fire; instead, they are what allow him to heal, Kaito can recover from any damage he accumulates in his human form by reverting to his phoenix, or hybrid phoenix form, or just by summoning blue flames around his body. He has even been seen recovering using mere scattered flames and turning into his human form simultaneously. Passive in animal forms. Human form, one post of full zoan is used. Requirements: Tori Tori No Mi, Model: Phoenix l +10 Endurance Point Cost: None
Technique Name: Remedial Conflagration Description: Through the activation of Blue Flame of Resurrection, Kaito's wounds become completely engulfed in flame. When this flame comes in contact with an injury, it will rapidly heal not only the injury but also part of the damage dealt from it healing ¼ of the damage dealt from the attack that caused it. Any decreases to stats (excluding spirit) caused by an attack that was healed by this are cancelled. The health regeneration can be used once per [20] Endurance the user has with a [2] post interval between uses. +5 Endurance on this techniques activation. Requirements: Tori Tori No Mi, Model: Phoenix l Blue Flames of Resurrection Point Cost: 1
Technique Name: Flare Manipulation Description: Through the use of Blue Flames of Resurrection. Kaito is about to manipulate and control the flames he manifest.The flames can be used in a multiple of ways. Kaito can shape the flames into anything he wants. Naturally the flames that are created are intangible. With the use of this passive Kaito is able to make those flames tangible. The flames still don't burn but they are indeed palpable. If the flames are used in a defensive manner stat its based off is Endurance. Vice versa, if the flames are used in a offensive manner the stat its based off is STR. Passive. +5 in STR/END depending on the use of the flames. Requirements: Tori Tori No Mi, Model: Phoenix l Blue Flames of Resurrection Point Cost: 1
Technique Name: Condition Immunity Description: Through the use of Blue Flame of Resurrection. Kaito is is able to neglect any damage he takes overtime. Through the use of of this Kaito's body is completely cleansed of ailments. Poison, Burns, Bleeding, ext. Anytime Blue Flames of Resurrection is activated this passive is also instantly active. +5 Endurance. Requirements: Tori Tori No Mi, Model: Phoenix l Blue Flames of Resurrection Point Cost: 1
Misujage
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Lerry Jive
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 11:42 pm
Was it a mistake on his part, or perhaps he had become so oblivious that real pain was lost to him.
Intelligence. Is that not what everyone did strive for. The ability to come out on top through experience. Using knowledge gathered through countless encounters. However, some people had more than others. Perhaps this was why the stalemate came down the way it had. The problem with Kaito's actions were, they were brutish and bull like. It must have had something to do with this immense bird form he had, or his capability to ignore all damage dealt to his person. That aside, Merlin had not released his blade just yet, not with his wrists still in some manner of working order. The blade was still pressed against Kaito's wing, for the brilliant man had made no effort to move the obstruction. Odd, all things considered. To lift Merlin's wrist and bend them back, was like dragging a chainsaw over one's own flesh. For the shivering and powerful edge of the S.P.A.C.E. Blade was simply being motioned across his wing even more. The damage continuing as Kaito himself pressed the blade forward with the motion of Riven's wrists backward. Bending them back would do the same, until Merlin released his blade it would continue in this manner. Ripping into Kaito's solidified wing that held onto the boy so. A blade he could not avoid for it would already be upon him, literally already one with a wound that had not healed, for the blade itself was still present. Well, perhaps by the time the boys wrists snapped. And his eyes went wide, unable to scream from unbelievable pain. Kaito would have noticed too late, and his ability to continue in combat would already be over. Even if one could not feel pain, much like Merlin had to endure. When your body was done, when your frame could take no more. When no precautions were set forth to ensure your own survival. Then that would be it. His blue eyes shook, hardened, in a manic state of panic. The pain brought with it perspective.
His head tilted back, staring at Nefertari who was off behind him. Blankly, might one add, or at least it seemed that way. He could see perfectly fine, but his body was in a lot of pain. His eyes squinted, and his mouth parted to form but a single word.
"Mama ..."
STR 35 || SPD 60 [50] || END 35 || ACC 05 || INT 140 DEX 30 || HP 42 || SPI 40
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Passive Damage:: Purp 1:: 4/4 Purp 2:: 2/4
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Equipment/Inventions
Category: Basic Invention/ High Grade [Power 140] Item:S.P.A.C.E. Blade Description: An innovative blade whose power relies solely on how well it was constructed and not the force of the swing. The blade is normally silver with a hilt etched out along half of its surface. This is to keep it stable for the times it turns blue. The blade turns blue due to electromagnets that cause it to 'hum' as in vibrate back and forth extremely swiftly to a point it is barely noticeable. This allows the blade to chisel through things swiftly due to its construction. The power of the blade is equal to its Construction Power[Creator's Intelligence at time of Creation] + Fifty [50] due to its High Grade. -Increases Intelligence by fifty [50] -The Blue Blade is Three [3] feet long - The hilt is One point five [1.5] Foot Long
Lerry Jive
Doop Doop.
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Alright let me jimmy in the other purp.
Odin Kaicho
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2017 12:03 pm
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ＳＴＲ 80 ｌ ＳＰＤ 65 ｌ ＥＮＤ 70 ｌ ＡＣＣ 5 ｌ ＩＮＴ 5
HP 20 l DEX 30 l SPI 40
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✘ ᵀʳᵘᵉ ᶳᵗʳᵉᶰᵍᵗʰ ᵒᶰˡʸ ᶜᵒᵐᵉᶳ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʸᵒᵘ…ᶰᵒ ᵒᶰᵉ ᵉˡᶳᵉ…
It was clean. Down would lay Merlin. Conquered. Flames that flared upon his frame would slowly subside and burn out. Sounds of crackling conflagration would no longer mask the gale form the sea blare. Umber strands hung as their shadows would drape their overcast upon his face. The sight of the young boy mangled and mutilated. Body clearly suffered from damage and impairment; both externally and internally. Eyes amber and depressed. To think the marines enlisted ones so young to place their lives on the line for their own selfish reasons. It was no different than his own past slavery. The very reason the organization was the bane of his existence. “To be young and dumb…” Why do people push themselves so far? To battle against such odds? What was the source of his yearning, the ambition? Was this not a profession? A means of employment? To think stretch themselves so far for a pay check. Kaito would never understand. It could very well be deeper than this. Other aspirations that drove him. The pirate would never know. All he could do was motion away and leave the child to his fate. This was for certain, this one could barely stand. Despite this, will would keep him stationary. Never would he fall to his knees. Medical attention is probably something he really needed but he could wait. There were others in need. Worthy opponents they were. An ample of his missteps on his end that could have certainly swung the battle had they been acted upon. Indisputably.
“Johnny needs help.” The captain would bring up his swordsman to the only able body to help him. Tahira; of course, she could do what she could for those fallen here but he would remind her that their own was the main priority. Even himself he did not look so hot. The use of his abilities literally drain the life essence from him. Adrenaline no longer pumping he could actually feel he was close to dying. It could plainly be seen on his masking expression. The key question was, where was the blade master? Following the trail of blood, they would have to track him down. Not a wise the blonde beefcake was. Johnny should have remained by the sides of his companions. Who knew what could happen if they had lost. There was no way for them to make contact again.
A glance would occur upon his ashen haired ally. An expression one would not place on the scale of merriment. In he exhaled, followed by as light sigh of quality disappointment. “You need work...” The poison user would know he was referring to him. Hopefully he was not expecting praise after his showing. The struggle of this conflict could have been managed much better had his partner been a bit more assertive. Kaito was not going to hold his tongue. He did feel he was carrying that entire battle on his own. The results speak for themselves. How the assassin took his words of criticism was up to him. It made no difference to him Truly he would want to be a bit more useful next time out right? The only thing that mattered now was that his crew was safe and unharmed. Kaito had defended their honor.
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Misujage
Cinna-Apple Nami
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Lerry Jive
Hilarious Genius
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Misujage
Saint
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 8:10 am
His tone went silent as he tried to come to grips with the pain. Made all the more odd because he couldn't actually grip anything. He could feel agony seeping through his veins. His exasperated facial expression would undoubtedly pour over into a smile. Left to his fate, the small child would lean forward, Nefertari would probably see first. If he could see the small child behind Kaito's frame. He would leap slightly to swing his feet under him. The boards creaking underneath his feet. His sword? Well Kaito hadn't caught it, so Merlin could see where the blade dug through the dock in front of him. Without access to his wrists, it probably wouldn't be a good idea to try and swing it. If he could even pick it up. "Young, mayhaps. Dumb, nah duder I can defs talk y'know." He would turn, golden eyes glaring at the compilation of pirates. Continuing wouldn't be the best idea, but he wasn't weak or scared enough to stay down. "I think the word you was looking for is stupid, or idiot, which is de act of a puhrson being stupid." Of course, the Intelligent Me couldn't go around letting people using the wrong terminology. It was bad enough they were pirates, but they should also be educated. Perhaps if they were dumb, he wouldn't have to hear such nonsensical words used in an inappropriate manner.
His fingers flexed, pain shot through his wrists. So, they could still move, but he lost a bit of flexibility. He took a few steps back until his foot touched the hilt of his blade, he would kneel down, letting his hand grasp it before standing. Drawing it from the dock, though it partially still hung through it. His gaze sharpened, obviously because of the weight being applied to pull his wrists down. He gave a toothy shark fanged grin. "But if you had uhhh, said stupid from the start. I guess you'd be right. I am acting kinda stupid. So, I just need my partner and you can go. Or, y'can keep bettin that cause I'm some kid I should just give up and go. Your call." Flashes of blond hair lingered in the back of his mind. These few months since his resurrection he had never known any form of agony. Hell, just getting into the Marines on his scientific knowledge alone was taxing. Still, he could understand the way pain was jogging his memory. That, and he wanted to study that blue fire a bit more. It was kind of unique, this world was full of all sorts of surprises. That aside, he had said a mouth full, walking slowly along the grooved edge of the dock where he was pushed through. Each step creaking, slit apart, even under his small weight. He had to get Simba checked out, he had to get himself checked out. Bothersome bothersome.
STR 35 || SPD 60 [50] || END 35 || ACC 05 || INT 140 DEX 30 || HP 36 || SPI 40
Passive Techniques
Passive Damage::
Purp 2:: 3/4
Active Techniques
Equipment/Inventions
Category: Basic Invention/ High Grade [Power 140] Item:S.P.A.C.E. Blade Description: An innovative blade whose power relies solely on how well it was constructed and not the force of the swing. The blade is normally silver with a hilt etched out along half of its surface. This is to keep it stable for the times it turns blue. The blade turns blue due to electromagnets that cause it to 'hum' as in vibrate back and forth extremely swiftly to a point it is barely noticeable. This allows the blade to chisel through things swiftly due to its construction. The power of the blade is equal to its Construction Power[Creator's Intelligence at time of Creation] + Fifty [50] due to its High Grade. -Increases Intelligence by fifty [50] -The Blue Blade is Three [3] feet long - The hilt is One point five [1.5] Foot Long
Lerry Jive
You have no active techniques in your post, not sure where the extra HP is coming from.
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Alright let me jimmy in the other purp.
Odin Kaicho
Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 12:26 pm
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The young marine would be released from the demon birds clutches and fall to the wooden ground below. Nefertari would look passed Kaito to see if the boy was still living. He was. Good. Some of his attention would be turned back to Kaito as he spoke about him needing work. Nefertari was not accustomed to combat as much as others were but he felt he did okay for someone with his meager level of training. "Look. It's not my fault you don't know how to dodge." Despite his limited knowledge on the subject of combat, even Nefertari knew that there were some areas where he messed up. Areas he could have done better in but to hell with all that! There was no way he was going to allow Kaito to say something so truthful! His expression of anger would turn into one of interest as he would see movement from the corner of his eye and hear a voice speaking up. It was the marine again. He really didn't know when to quit. that was to be expected. He was just a kid. After the young boy would say what he had to say and start moving towards his counterpart, Nefertari would dart a sarcastic gaze expression at Kaito. "Seems you need work as well." With a quick graceful twirl Nefertari would swing his serpent sword towards the boy. It's whip like form would curve through the air as it aimed to entangle the marine and his weapon. The segmented whip blade would drip with the purple poison from before. This would surely cause the boy even more pain to be sure but not enough to kill him or even knock him unconscious however it would keep him nice and sluggish for Nefertari to deliver the finishing blow should his aim be true. It hurt Nefertari's heart to do this but considering Kaito's rash actions and way of thinking, it wouldn't be far off for him to try and kill the boy. This fate was superior to the alternative. This was to save the young marine. Through suffering the young boy finds salvation.
(OOC: The elegance~) Word Count: 355 Total Word Count: 6,935
Combat Data
Techniques Used
Technique Name: Pernicious Purple الخبيث الأرجواني [Alkhabith Al'arjuani] Description: A purple poison that Nefertari creates for the specific purpose of damaging and crippling his opponent. Whenever this poison is used, damage equal to Nefertari's Intelligence is done over 4 posts and they have their Speed decreased by -10. This technique can be used once every 10 Endurance and requires a one post cooldown after every 5 uses.
Techniques In Use
Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
The thousand suns that beckoned upon his back. Its beauty could not mask his anger and disappointment. What more did he have to break upon this adolescent boy? Dribble that reeked of prepubescent gibberish. Merlin had this fairy tale mixed with another. There were no friendship buffs here. Only the mighty rise using the bodies of the weak to reach the heavens. It was nice that he knew the meaning of words. If he was so intelligent why were his actions not in sync? “Would you prefer, insanity?” Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. Merlin was insane. It was his destiny to fall to him this day. Had he not read the prophecy. It was written by his will alone, itched in the stone tablet of war. Umber locks motioned as Kaitos head would begin to tilt back. Utter grimace would protrude his expression.
“Your partner?” Kaito had completely forgotten Simba had fallen to the water below. Somehow, he was ashore, unconscious from nearly drowning. It was quite evident that physical abuse was not going to get through to the clueless one. “You want your partner?” The pirate would motion towards the blue haired lighting rod. Makes sense, if one of his own was at the mercy of anyone but himself he would certainly want them back. However, this won’t be so easy. The little lad had touched a nerve. “Friendship, trust…these are very powerful things…”
A shadow would overcast Simba’s lifeless form. Dark, eerie. A gloom of despair and dusk. “So is death.” A sand covered boot would press against the already damaged throat of Simba. Firm and brash. This one could feel a slight pulse. The lighting still had a spark. “Right now, he lives. It’s up to you if it stays that way.” Hopefully Merlin remembers when that little mention of getting comrades kill because of his foolishness. Nefertari had begun his assault. The beast looked Merlin dead in his eyes, nothing but seriousness. Tension so heavy that it was almost tangible. “You break eye contact with me. I crush his throat. You continue to fight this worthless battle I crush his throat. Then you can go and tell his loved ones he died because of your own insanity.” Such a dilemma. An important decision to make. Fight and lose it all. Stand down and live to grow stronger. A bluff? What was this man’s life to him? Just another slave to the system. Kaito had killed many, what was another soul for him to devour. Did Merlin want blood on his hands? Merlin, you can save him. Just accept your fate.
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Misujage
Cinna-Apple Nami
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2017 10:06 pm
Oddity. A word here that means a peculiar person, or trait. Interesting actions and reactions. His mind processed this as Nefertari began his assault. It was their demeanor, The falsehood in their actions, the lack of liability carved into their frames. Here, were people preparing to leave, being let leave and yet they stayed because a boy stood up? No, they stayed because the consequences of their actions outside of this realm of reality would weigh heavily on them. An oddity indeed, poor actions made by poorer souls. This, was the hardships of battle in this universe. The lack of integrity by which one upheld their character, and those whom would do anything to always remain themselves. Merlin was of a tighter knit than either of his two assailants. And that was why, they were foolish. His wrists popped as his arm motioned from its socket. His face grunted in pain, and still it carved up through the dock with ease, unhindered in the least. The blow striking the sword with power rivaling that of which was sent. Water traced the blades humming surface but of little consequence for now. It was merely aesthetic for the time being.
*Creak*
Beneath his feet from the sudden twist of his form, sending the curvature of the living blade he collided with back from whence it came. His S.P.A.C.E. Blade carving another groove into the side of the dock opposing its initial resting place, treating the dock as a sheathe for its own purposes. "You ain't smart enough to discuss insanity, bubsy." He glared at Kaito beyond where Nefertari stood, yes eyes would rest on the two of them. His wrist wasn't much good for propping up a blade, but using his arm as a whip he could lash out at any moment. He was aware of how the snake had broken into showers before, if any of the poison tried it again. He would simply slash it away, diluting it with the water the hugged near the tip of his blade and leaving it worthless to be the white haired assailant's concubine, thus returning the blade to its original position rather than where it now lay. However still within his grasp. "You uhhh, seem to be undah the impresshun that I'm responsible for someone's laif. Ai'm not." He stood still mostly, because he didn't want to strain himself if he didn't have to. His right foot drew back a bit, allowing the dock to creak beneath his footing. Johnny Needs Help. Rung in his ears as he thought over the proposition. No, Kaito must really be the epitome of stupid.
In every scenario, Simba would die. If Merlin retreated, Simba would die. If Merlin kept fighting Nefertari, Simba would die. If Merlin was laid unconscious, Simba would die. This was the mental process that took place as soon as Kaito opened his mouth. His flaccid lips that once wanted to leave, remained not for lessons, but because that which drove him changed its heard so frivolously. The very act disgusted Merlin on a cellular level. No, on a creative level. There was no creativity or life in his actions. The actions of men, who betrayed their own perspectives for glories they could not hold with their own two hands. "If he dies it's because of da choices he and you both made. Being a Marine means we risk our laivs, we dun just stahp doin it cause it's tough. Or we get hurt, and we cain't blame ourselves if a comrade dies. We keep fightin for'em!" The rest of his speech, the one he would have loved to rant about, lingered only in his mind. Even though he said it, he could feel himself trembling at the thought of Simba being dead. He wasn't sure if it was frustration at his own weakness, or anticipation of that one tiny crutch being removed from his shoulders. Strange wasn't it, the look in Merlin's eyes were awfully stern for a young boy. Alas, they were not stern with the fires of passion. They pulsed with the angst of a beast waiting for his turn. Yes, his eyes only spoke two words. Words that only monsters could read. His gaze repositioned itself, and the unspoken words only said. "Do It."
It was at this point, the pain had shaken loose enough of the boards buried deep within his mind. Resurfacing, but to no avail to disrupt his current capability to do battle. Which was still minimal for the time being. The hand not holding his blade would reach for his pocket, wrists loosely digging in as his fingers did the work. Regardless of what they did at this point, Merlin just had to hold out. "Reporting from Lyneel Port in North Bloo, Murrlin and Simba Nkosana are both dead. Send backup immediately." With the current distance between them, Merlin could evade them for quite a bit, he released the den den mushi he had retrieved into the golden folds of his head scarf . Any attempts to get closer, would be thwarted with evasion. Simply put, until the Marines arrived with back up. It was best to let them assume that the Marines were dead, or at the very least in critical condition. And until they got here, well, Merlin would keep these two occupied.Oh, did one neglect that he was indeed prepared to die. Because both he, and his inspiration were growing tired of this droll behavior.
STR 35 || SPD 60 [50] || END 35 || ACC 05 || INT 140 DEX 30 || HP 31 || SPI 40
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Category: Basic Invention/ High Grade [Power 140] Item:S.P.A.C.E. Blade Description: An innovative blade whose power relies solely on how well it was constructed and not the force of the swing. The blade is normally silver with a hilt etched out along half of its surface. This is to keep it stable for the times it turns blue. The blade turns blue due to electromagnets that cause it to 'hum' as in vibrate back and forth extremely swiftly to a point it is barely noticeable. This allows the blade to chisel through things swiftly due to its construction. The power of the blade is equal to its Construction Power[Creator's Intelligence at time of Creation] + Fifty [50] due to its High Grade. -Increases Intelligence by fifty [50] -The Blue Blade is Three [3] feet long - The hilt is One point five [1.5] Foot Long
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You have no active techniques in your post, not sure where the extra HP is coming from.
Panda King Tai-tai Grim
Alright let me jimmy in the other purp.
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Off. His hand wavered on the blade, his fingers flexed and fell lifeless. The blade fell, sinking into the ocean below as it tore through the structure of the dock. The cracks spread beneath the young Fishman's feet. His eyes spiraled, losing sight of their goal. They softened in bewilderment. What was two enemies, swiftly split into three and four. They were still multiplying, the boys eyes followed the trail of men in utter fantasy. As if he was surrounded, the last reflection of them was all he could see. There, at their focal point would his eyes rest once more. "What's happening ...." He would question himself, coughing once he would exhale a salivating compound of purple and blue. Tints of green faded in and out of the gunky construct. Seeping over his fanged teeth like a waterfall. He felt the pain in his chest, but he was frozen. Had he pushed himself harder than he was capable of. The land beneath him seemed less stable, and in a manner of seconds from the point he dropped his sword. The boy would fall back, arms flailing upon the air as he struck the dock.
*creak*
The stray strands of destruction carved by his blade had begun to deepen and grow in size. He stared at the ever expanding sky. The sounds of the dock beneath him were lost to his ears. Hell, one could speculate even this sky was a portion of his own hallucination. The wooden boards would break from his weight, light as it was, it was enough considering the damage this portion had taken already. The small boy would strike the water's surface and sink. Luckily, if one could consider it luck, because the child was part fish he didn't have an issue with breathing in these depths. The light of the upper world would slowly fade, literally. The Sun's light over the ocean's surface became but a distant memory. No, wait that was figuratively. This was his eye's closing, oh well, at least the water was warm. At the very least, it comforted him more than his Black Heart ever could. Before he could reach the bottom, his mouth opened and drew in a drink of water. Oxygen flooded his lungs, and his body hovered there within the Ocean. Unmoving, blood being caressed, and wounds warm to the touch. At least his touch.
"Shio .... I'm. Unstoppable." Were the last words he spoke, and he was not awake for them. Yet still in his dreams he had seen the blond haired woman, and the phrase he spoke to her. Unstoppable, was he these things. Certainly, on this day someone had managed to stop him. This day that has lasted a month, for the first time in a long time. It would come to a close, and would never come again. Slowly but surely, his body would make its way back to the surface and back toward prosperity. Alas, a slow climb it would be indeed. For fish, with specially crafted lungs, were made to go up and down in water. They did not simply go up as easy as full humans did. However, he would also not drown, he was stuck until he awoke. If he awoke, with his injuries as they were. Suspended in the dense salty waters of the sea. Unstoppable, his mouth would word. Letting a bubble loose from it to the surface of the sea, and pop at its surface. He didn't need air from the sky to breathe, so there would be no steady stream. Not until he hit the surface would he use his nose, and not his gills.
STR 35 || SPD 60 [50] || END 35 || ACC 05 || INT 140 DEX 30 || HP 00 || SPI 40
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Equipment/Inventions
Category: Basic Invention/ High Grade [Power 140] Item:S.P.A.C.E. Blade Description: An innovative blade whose power relies solely on how well it was constructed and not the force of the swing. The blade is normally silver with a hilt etched out along half of its surface. This is to keep it stable for the times it turns blue. The blade turns blue due to electromagnets that cause it to 'hum' as in vibrate back and forth extremely swiftly to a point it is barely noticeable. This allows the blade to chisel through things swiftly due to its construction. The power of the blade is equal to its Construction Power[Creator's Intelligence at time of Creation] + Fifty [50] due to its High Grade. -Increases Intelligence by fifty [50] -The Blue Blade is Three [3] feet long - The hilt is One point five [1.5] Foot Long
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Odin Kaicho
Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 1:09 pm
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Eyebrows would dishevel. Attempts were being made to fight with his wrist completely snapped? There was nothing more powerful than a fool with an agenda. Surprising his words were true. Kaito thought he cared for his comrade but he was willing to let him die on account of his own pride and goals. Interesting. The lad reminded him of himself. It was not the answer he was expecting but it is was the answer he wanted to hear. If Merlin would have given into weakness the results would have been a catastrophe. The resolve. It seemed that the marines had some enemies worth crushing. Side of his mouth would crease. This pirate was under the impression that this boy was not worth his time. Enough approbation attained for him to dirty his hands once more.
Alas one’s mental fortitude was only as strong as their physical vessel. One can only be pushed so far. Merlin could not overcome his destiny. Slowly he would fall. Actually, a bit disappointed. A glint of amber in his eye as he looked down at his fallen enemies. Simba and Merlin. They would grow into something stronger and maybe a rematch would happen and it would truly be a spectacle he could lose himself in. The paw of the beast would softly be place upon the head of Tahira. Now weaponless. The purpose of the scuffle was to protect her. Thankfully he did not fail at his duty. She was free to treat them if she wished. It would not be recommended with one of their own in critical condition. He could see it in her eyes she just wanted to help. “It’s over, let’s go.” This was directed at the both the members of his crew. Time to press forward. As he noticed earlier was the blood trail that Johnny would leave. Following it would lead them to the swordsman. The closest island? Kaito’s body would rotate as he would head to his sack of treasure. This was his.
Body would flounder into his single raft. Exhaustion was not the would he would use to describe what he felt, yet it was very close. Course was set. The raft would drift. Kaito would try to rest as much as he could. Recovery was priority.
☥ Attempts to leave the unconscious, but still breathing Marine had been her ideal intentions. No longer wishing to be involved with characters who jumped to conclusions with little to no real hard evidence. Not wanting be remain within such violent surroundings. But the overall health concerns outweighed anything else. Though before even acting on it, the flutter of dock folk caught her attention. Which made the doctor spin on her heel’s. Those that had aided she and the Marine from the water would run and only because of what approached. Kaito and the other small Marine. Their battle now involving the blue haired one, who couldn’t defend himself. As to why, she wished to know of this sudden shift in strategy. If that was the idea, for she honestly didn’t like it. But words wouldn’t flow, as the duo still held determined stares. But alas, the battle would soon come to a close.
And so it was. The battle which had gone on long enough would end. The two lay unconscious to the world and to the whereabouts of their catch, for upon awakening, they would be gone and out of sight. Though before that, a gentle hand would be placed upon her head. Adverting her gaze to Marines she wished to give some aid to. Eyes on the mighty warrior before her. She held no words, just amazement and slight annoyance. To put a child in such a state, though she could see and understand why. Children always seemed to do the most, until they become seriously injured. Though that was no longer here nor there. With direction given, the trio would depart, though not before a few tid-bits were relayed to those who had stuck around to watch the fight. Something to prevent worse damage, until a doctor arrived or an escort to a medical facility. Ignoring the fear in their eyes, Tahira gave a stern and determined gaze, making sure they understood. Lives were on the line here. And if they had done what she had instructed. The two would live to see another day. And hopefully the day they crossed paths again would be extremely far from now.
With that done, Tahira hopped on her loan man vessel and followed after the others. Her true skills would be put to the test upon there next destination. Though saying no words, eyes caught the damage upon her comrade’s bodies. Treatment was dire. Hopefully Johnny wasn’t in too bad of shape either. As well as safe.
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Odin Kaicho
Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2017 11:31 am
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Wind would blow over the docks as the young marine boy's iron fortitude would finally yield to the wounds he was dealt in battle. His body would fall to the ground, making Nefertari jump with a small amount of concern. Merlin was far too young to die. Viridescent orbs scanned the young fishman form before him. Slight movement of the chest suggested breathing which was more than enough evidence for the young assassin. He was alive. Horribly injured but alive. With a flamboyant hair flip, the assassin would look to Kaito as he would express his retirement from this situation. The bronze beauty also felt exhausted after this battle. He would twirl, his clothing flourishing in the air as he spun, and would walk to his docked ship. As dainty feet would step into the ship, the male would take one last look at the young marine and his partner. Was this to be his life now? Constantly on the run? Such adventure was only heard of in stories! Sailing the seas, finding friends, daring sword fights, a prince in disguise!! A smile would form as he would turn his gaze to the wide open blue. Just the thought of the journey before him was exciting. With the pull of a rope, the sail would be set free and catch the wind. Pushing his ship to the next destination of his new adventure. To life!!
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Technique Name: Twinkle Toes Description: Years of being constantly on the run and hiding from the Marines has trained Nefertari to step quickly and quietly. Whenever he takes a step, he crouches ever so slightly to reduce the impact of momentum when his feet touch the ground, making all his steps silent. This unique way of stepping turns his sprinting into more like large leaps which makes him cover a greater distance than he ever did when he sprinted normally. Nefertari gains +5 Speed passively.
Technique Name: Creeping Beauty Description: Nefertari has trained himself to erase his presence as a way to better conceal himself when hiding, making it harder for anyone to even notice his existence unless it was blatantly obvious (being detected by one of the five senses) This allows him to not only hide in plain sight but allows for easy sneak attacks when he is untraceable/undetected by his target(s).
Technique Name: Basic Psychology Description: His time spent as an "escort", if nothing else, taught him to understand the basic mechanics behind the thought processes of most people. By watching, he is able to learn about a targets mental and physical tendencies. Their feelings and emotions are an open book to him and allows him to predict how they'll react in any situation (run, fight, or block.) This cannot predict the method of attack, powers, target, or ANYdetails about their action. It merely tells him if they'll be offensive, defensive, or cowardly. This only succeeds if Nefertari's Intelligence in higher than his opponents and grants him +5 Intelligence passively.
Technique Name: Prance Description: Nefertari, in all his elegance, does everything in a beautiful manner. He adds spins, flutters, twirls, etc. to most of the things he does including high speed movement. However it is not all for nothing as these movements eliminate wind resistance and allow him to move even faster than normal. This grants +5 Speed passively to Nefertari.
Technique Name: Poison Mastery السم إتقانها [Alssmm 'iitqanuha] Description: After consuming the Doku Doku no Mi, Nefertari gained boundless knowledge on poison, the ability how to create different types and limitless amounts of it within his body, and immunity to the effects of his own and foreign poisons. Nefertari uses his knew found knowledge on toxic concoctions to create very effective and lethal virulent attacks. The poison he generates is one with his being, allowing him to manipulate it and bend it to his will. He is able to sense all things in contact with his poison allowing him to track said objects while they remain in contact with it.
eyes would widen as the blue haired marine had awaken, he began to cough up a bit a water even though it wasn't much. Looking up towards the sky Simba noticed the day was going into the evening. He found it hard to move still since his body was having a hard time regaining energy for some reason, was this because of his powers? The curse of the devil fruit...so even after getting out of the water he suffered from side effects, that wasn't much fun. Slowly getting sitting up, he noticed the sparks were even hard to manifest at this time...so salt water really did have strange effects....what about purified water? That was for another day, right now he needed to get up and find Merlin. Staggering to his feet...he looked towards the dock..the pirates were gone...and so was "mer...lin.." he said as he limped slowly walked his way to the docks. and looked around... he didn't see merlin anywhere...."no......" d
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 6:47 am
He rose like the Sun. A distraught Sun, the evening felt much like his body did. Before he broke the crest of water. The shine stirred his tiny face, and awoken the pools of water that called themselves eyes. Here, in this place would the small child known as Merlin awaken. To his fate. His blood had dried up, yet the injuries on his wrists had not. Of course, being pulled through a dock was awful. However, it was still just being pulled through wood. Scrapes, cuts, splinters, these were of little consequence. Yet in tandem, compiling atop one another in such a manner. Had exhausted such a small child. He was blue, so filled with the Sea he was about to burst. And Red touched him, he became a lilac sky. Everything ached, he could tell that much. His perception of pain never faded from him, even though he wished it would. Slowly, his body would drift toward a shore. Far slower than he ever could have imagined. His lip curled, eyes flooded, he would call out to the world.
"He-" His voice cracked, no it wasn't dry. Even being in salt water, the child was filled with nothing but moisture. His voice broke because he was a small child, and he was crying. Sniffles, his body shaking in absolute frustration. So, he did the next best thing for a child when they were hurt. He would just scream. At the top of his lungs, not quite like when he had gotten hit earlier but nonetheless a wail fit for the girliest of princesses. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" It paused as his head touched sand, blinking. He had been looking up so long he forgot to check how close he was to the shore. And that he was a fish man and could swim with his legs. He actually forgot a lot of simple things in the midst of his tantrum. Blink two more times. Oh right, what was he doing here. *Flop* The young fish boy turned over to look at Lyneel and grimace. Guess the criminals got away. "Simba ..." His body was gone too, here come the tears again.
STR 35 || SPD 60 || END 35 || ACC 05 || INT 90 DEX 30 || HP 207 || SPI 40
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Walking slowly, his eyes turned as he saw a boat in the distance. A Marine ship was on its way to shore..someone had heard the call that was sent out long before. Of course after raids a med team would surely show up to those that respond and to those that might have gotten hurt in the raid. Trying to wave as best as he could, Simba was interrupted by Merlin's cry, his attention turned back towards the docks as he walked as fast as he could now while one of his legs just dragged in the sand. Merlin had come to shore on the other side of the dock, Simba could have gotten there a lot faster if his body wasn't so weak. "MERLIN!!!" he screamed as he got closer to his fishmen companion. Simba fell to his knee's in the sand, looking over Merlin he appeared pretty beaten up."........we made it..." he said softly. Even if the both of them were in a terrible state of mind and physically torn, they had survived an event where they could have both lost their lives. The medic team arrived on shore and quickly made there way to Merlin first putting him on a stretcher and carrying him to the ship if Merlin allowed this to happen, Simba was next to go as they would head back to marines HQ on there small ships with the marine medic crew.
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