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 Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 8:09 pm
[Nicholas :: Caribbean :: Dutchman's Deck]
"Ooh, well, if it isn't the b*tch queen herself. A pleasure to be in your presence, milady." Nick responded to Elleon, pulling off his top hat and bowing. "As for 'calming my tits', as you've so kindly suggested, I'll calm mine when I can motorboat yours." He cackled, accompanying his crude remark with the sound of 'motorboating'. His attention turned to Dusk, a devious glint in his eyes.
"As for you, my dear, the moment this little soirée is complete, I will be hunting you down and carving you into pieces. Starting with your fingers and toes, then your ankles and hands, forearms and calves, all the way until you're nothing more than a foul, loudmouthed, crude, and repugnant torso of a tart. And then, and only then, will I leave you be. I will let you suffer for the rest of your days, unable to walk, to reach out with your arms...Nothing!" Nicholas began laughing again in a high pitch, smiling wide at the Replica with his teeth bared.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 9:44 pm
[Elleon ~ Carribean Sea ~ Dutchman's Deck]
Elleon smirked at Ajora--she wouldn't be fooled. She promptly turned her gaze back toward Nick who was trying to be insulting. It would have been cute had he actually been intimidating, but it was Nick, so of course it wasn't.
"Charming," she smirked, taking both hands and pushing up her cleavage, "But 'the girls' are picky and have much higher standards. But find yourself a brothel and then you might have some luck. You probably won't even have to pay because they'll pity your homely little soul."
When he moved on to Dusk the dark agromancer pinched the bridge of her nose like she felt a migraine coming on. "My god, you do yip like one of those two pound mutts. Ajora, really, put a muzzle on your lapdog."
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Je suis a toi Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 10:03 pm
[Alice :: Carribean Sea :: ??? > Dutchman's Deck]
Alice figured she'd check into the Dutchman before heading down to Atlantica, after all, she avoided it like the plague after the creation of the new replicas. Surely, they must have dispersed by now, off to entertain themselves instead of hauling around their massive egos on deck. Oh, how she was wrong, she didn't even need to exit the portal to hear the dancer's complaining. Alice had thought that maybe if she were lucky, Dusk would've gown and accidentally mauled herself on a heartless. She shrugged, the world was never fair.
"Quite the lively crew so early in the morning~" Alice commented with a sly smile as she stepped out from the portal, lowering her hood to face everyone. Her auburn gaze flickered through the crowd, finally resting on Nick, as she raised an eyebrow at his crass nature. "Such big words coming from someone like you."
The animator nodded her acknowledgement to Ajora then Elleon and ignored the others. Then, something seemed to twitch in the shadow of her figure only noticeable to those with a keen eye.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 11:34 pm
((wow it's been a long time since I've posted. Time to get something up. ))
{Kuro Oni : Dutchman : Deck}
The Nightmare Dreadnought stood upon the deck of the ship, his back leaned against the main mast. His fingers were curled up into fists as he absentmindedly hit them against the mast lightly. This was what was infamously known as the calm before the battle. The part which Kuro hated the most... He was primed, ready for it all to begin. Instead the only thing going on was the annoying bickering and insults amongst a few of the other replicas. Even though he wasn't even paying attention to them, he could tell which ones they were by name. It seemed for some reason that Nick, the only non-replica of the group even wanted to kill Dusk.
"I want to just get this show on the road. Waiting here is boring. How much damn longer until they do their stupid parley and we can start the destruction?" Kuro asked Ajora, the only replica among the lot there that had earned his respect, if it could even be called that coming from the replica.
{Leon : Black Pearl : Deck}
Leon stood upon the deck of the Black Pearl. His focus on preparing for the battle ahead. As the crew of the ship continued to make their battle preparations the gunblader was as well. He stood near the front of the deck and was practicing his gunblade swings. It was his usual way of warming up before fights. However, the conversation on the deck between Axel and Demyx caught his attention.
"If she succeeded and did restore your hearts, what would you guys do then?" he asked, truly curious about their decision. If they lost their powers it wouldn't be very wise for them to stick around with them, that much he knew.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 8:04 am
[ Dusk : Caribbean : Dutchman's Deck] "I like to see you try, d**k. Dusk said with a snarl towards Nick, who was outright pissing her off at this point. Her emotions of annoyance was starting to show and her unverse, which had remain hidden the whole time, was inching closer towards Nick until he was right behind the boy with a the point of his knife just 'poking' him, "Before you make threats, I believe it will be wise to know who exactly you are dealing with. Or you are going to get stabbed."
As Dusk finished her speech, the wind picked up around her as Yoko's Vanishga wore. The unverse fox remained by Nick's side with the knife ready to move. Around Dusk's feet, about half a dozen smaller unverse started to appear. All of them were making a yipping like noise as they moved around their master.
"I don't care who you are. Or what powers you may have. Just stay the hell out of my way. I am in no mood for yours or anyone's bulls%^@." With that Yoko put a little more pressure on the knife against Nick's skin, before withdrawing and walking over to stand by Dusk. As the wind that she called started to die down.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 11:56 am
[ Ajora : Caribbean : Dutchman's Deck ]
Ajora rolled his eyes as everything carried on in front of him. He didn't immediately respond to Dusk, nor Elleon, nor Kuro Oni, though his ever-present smile was beginning to fade. When Dusk had her outburst, what remained of his smile was fully diminished, replaced with a disdainful scowl.
"You know, I'm beginning to think some of you are a tad ungrateful," he sneered, his eyes flashing a dangerous spark of crimson for the briefest of moments. "If you're aiming to receive any sort of recompense while here, you'd do well to show a bit of respect--to everyone aiding me."
With that final snarl, he recomposed himself, rolling his eyes and simultaneously ridding himself of the tense frown; his lofty grin was never far, it seemed. "This ship will sail when the heathen goes free. No sooner, no later. Every piece will fall as it should at the opportune moment, so show some patience. We shouldn't be any more than half an hour from showtime."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 7:51 pm
[Lucian ~.~ Caribbean ~.~ Flying Dutchman]
"Ah, shnaps," Lucian said. "He said motorboat!" The Replica raised his hand in the air. "High five?"
Things with Dusk and Nicholas seemed to have escalated. Why was she so angry? And what were all these chirping things everywhere? He leaned in closer to Nick and whispered, "I think she's on her period, or something."
When Ajora spoke, Lucian listened. The last time he went off on his own, he got owned by a man in a buttcape... If patience is what it takes to avoid death, he'd be as patient as Job.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 10:42 pm
[John.:Black Pearl]
John smiled to Anthony and laughed, "Brothers in thundah baby!"
He nudged Anthony and exclaimed, "So hey, if I die out there I got another guy to replace my legacy! Kinda like a second wind!"
[Saint. biggrin utchman]
As people came and went, and others went at each other's throats, Saint couldn't help, but look to Dusk and think...
What were you told about sticking your d*** in crazy... god damn...
The sheer noises that were coming out of Dusk were of such contrast to that of the previous night that he soon tuned her nagging out and looked to the new replicas that were appearing all of a sudden. There was the pompous looking one, and the quiet one, and the scary gun man... and that's all that really mattered. Nick was being a passive-aggressive asshat and Ajora was being all "heeeeeey guys, just chiiiiiiill" but all asshatty like the pompous earth girl.
They were bearable and better company than he expected... especially with those that were looser than a fiber cable.
"Aight, so we're waiting until then. I say Nich over here proves his worth, yeh? I mean, he's talking big over here, and is gonna carve someone into pieces. Let's see if he's all talk..." Saint said as he casually approached Nick.
He smiled lightly and continued placing a hand on Nich's shoulder, "Wouldn't want you to look like a total c***nugget now would we."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 1:31 am
Sayrike::Atlantica::City Sayrike had to laugh at Kyle's story. "Those sound like amazing times! I should tell you about the one time I went to Mexico to stay with my friend's family for a few days..." Hearing the Earth bender's ( 'cause, yes, that's what he is, and I'll be damned if I can't throw in an Avatar reference she thought to herself) story in Mulan's world, she couldn't help the sympathetic hiss of intake of air--err, water. "That's okay, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't pass as Chinese either. And I don't think they speak Cantonese in the capital, so I wouldn't have any luck there anyway.""And it's okay, take all the time you like looking in these. I'll just stare through from the other side like a creeper. I mean, they are two-way mirrors. And I don't mind lookin'~" The charms interrupted their conversation. Sayrike sighed. "Dang, no more time for flirting? But I was having fun." Since the charm had been on her ankle initially, it was now wrapped around one of her (*shiver*) tentacles, but even if Kyle didn't see it the way she responded made it clear she had a charm. "Unfortunately, I did not see anyone during my meanderings, but I'm guessing they'd meet in Triton's throne room since it's a spot everyone remembers. Er...you do remember how to get there, right?" 'Cause my sense of direction ain't usually worth a damn. She started swimming alongside Kyle as they slowly began to make their way back to the rest of the group.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 3:36 pm
[Azrael: Caribbean: Dutchman's Deck]
The male had been ignoring everyone, having blocked them out with wind. No, he didn't feel like dealing with petty stuff right now. He was tired. This was, what, the second major battle he had to deal with? All cause Ajora wanted chaos or whatever. It seemed so...pointless.
Still, he was just waiting like the rest of them, his unversed keeping an eye out for him as he watched the waters. Waiting and waiting and waiting....
[Joe: Atlantica: Alley]
The male had snapped his eyes open, staring into space. Sure, his charm was closed, but he had mentally set it up now that it kind of...knocked when someone was trying to say something to him. The problem with it was that opening it up meant he might have missed something from the very beginning. However, this time...well, he was pretty sure he got the whole message from Noelle and Kyle.
I dare anyone to try backhanding me. Joe swam off after sending that message along the charms. It held a little...bitterness, but then again, it had broken him slightly out of his 'calm'.
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 4:41 pm
[Nicholas :: Caribbean :: Dutchman's Deck]
Between Alice's remark, Elleon's comment on being a 'yippy dog', the dancer's little puppet with a blade to his neck, the guy who he beat in Tortuga's high-five attempt, and the newest guy calling him a 'c***nugget', whatever the heck that was supposed to mean, Nicholas was at his breaking point. He had always been a patient person, very few things ever disturbing him to the point of lashing out. But this was getting ridiculous.
"ENOUGH!" He roared, wind beginning to swirl around his ankles and wrists. He looked over his shoulder, eyes glowing a fel green. "Useless vile whore. Call off your mutt before I rip it into pieces and use its' limbs to pummel you into oblivion. I have too much at stake to be wasting time with this sh*t. I serve him," raising a finger towards Ajora, "no one else. Hindering me means hindering him, and I will remove any obstacle that interferes with his grand vision."
His gaze shifted to Saint. "You. I don't know who you are or what a c***nugget is, but remove your hand from my shoulder before I remove it. Alice, your comments are unnecessary but arguing with you would be a waste of breath. As for the B*tch Queen, I'm not wasting my time on you. No amount of talk will deal with the titanium rod wedged up your a**. Go back to being arm candy or sleeping around to pay for your shallow habits or whatever it is you do."
He finally faced Ajora, giving a solemn head nod as the knife was still over his neck. "I apologize for the outburst, but being swarmed buy stupidity is not productive to the mission. I will attempt to refrain from further comments."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:00 pm
[Azrael: Caribbean: Dutchman's Deck]
Azrael felt the wind that came from Nicholas. Not so much actually feeling the air as just feeling a new 'air source'. And he could still see what was going on, and on the smallest breeze, his words left his mouth and headed for only Ajora's ears.
"I suggest you do more than yell at them. They're your subordinates, do something before someone else has to step in and undermine you. Especially your little 'lackey' there."
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AldrickZearse Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:06 pm
[Saint.:Caribbean:.Flying Dutchman]
Saint smiled and cooed as soon as Nick finished his outburst. He gave Nich a couple little slaps on his cheek, pulled them, clicked his tongue and said, "Ooo there there princess. It's not so bad. You've got the next battle to prove yourself to the rest of us! Then we might not think you useless!"
He smiled and gave one last little tug on his lower cheeks to make a frowny jowelly Nich and let go giving a small little laugh.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:35 pm
[Dusk : Caribbean : Flying Dutchman's Deck]
"I am going to give him the same respect he deserves unless he proves otherwise," Dusk said cooly to Ajora, "I don't take kindly to threats."
Dusk moved over towards her previous spot by the railing, ignoring Nick and the others.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 7:45 pm
[Alice :: Caribbean Sea :: Dutchman's Deck]
A slow smile crept up Alice's face as Nick snapped, seemingly having a retort for everyone. She added no more to the conversation, finding the whole situation a bit drab, especially once Dusk had pulled out her unverse. So easily to give into threats, that one. It's like someone dropped poison ivy down her panties. Alice stored the information as she watched Dusk's tempers fly; the dancer was probably worth more dead than alive in her opinion but she kept silent.
How amusing it was, that these... toddlers, so freshly created and already their ego had set them each on such a high horse. Not one of them had proved themselves in battle, yet they had the audacity to go flaunting themselves before everyone. Asking Nick to go prove himself when they had not yet done so? What a joke. Alice scoffed as she turned away from the others.
This is why we were fine with the numbers we had.
.:The more the merrier! HAHAHAHA!:. Cúchulainn chimed in with a hearty laughter.
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