A rather run down, almost abandoned looking tavern. The definition of a dive bar time has withered away at the interior of the building. However, the jolly tunes and occasional gunfight keep the joint alive.
╄━ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Setting through the back alley's of Lougetown, Hornigold and England would set through puddles of rain and mud in order to make there way to shelter.
The pitter patter of foot steps down a cobblestone stairway would echo through the dark corridor of the entrance. Pushing the saloon door open, the sudden aroma of Body Oder, Alcohol, and Gun Smoke would take a weak stomached man by force. "RAAAAAUL~!" Harlan would immediately scream, all manner of tough guy would look over toward him, sizing the duo up.
Smiling, Harlan would begin by tossing a gold coin toward the local pianist. "Sing me a Shanty boys, It's raining outside!" With the pumbling rain outside, and the booze inside, you could only imagine how filled this hole in the wall tavern was.
Being a favorite hangout for pirates for years now, Raul's little tavern was famous, the legends whom drunk and partied here, the brawls and riots started here, all the men who's last known location was here at this bar. World's End was a hub for all manner of illegal activity and the perfect place for England to rub shoulders with some real salt of the earth pirates.
"Think anybody in this bar looks tough? If I were you I'd be headed to Goa, go to the bank, trade in that gold for cash. From there you outta be able to commission sailor for a crew." Leaning into England's ear, you could barely hear each other over the banter they'd kicked up. "Most sailors need to be bought ya know, and they don't come cheap." He would say, waiting for the owner to finally show his ugly mug.
Upon walking in England saw a few people drooling at his treasure chest.
A few glances, and there eyes averted immediately.
I'm sure yer wright. But, I'm not lookin' for guys interested in money. I, myself, stumbled upon this enormous sum of gold with luck." This treasure chest was still precious to him. England believed in glory, romanticism, along with bonds that make miracles happen. Since their acquittances have been met. England has been keeping his eye on Harlen. England didn't delude himself from the fact that this guy could be toying with him. When England was with his parents living in Loguetown. England tried to separate out how much of the pleasure and excitement, you could obtain just by following your own goals, your own selfishness. Closing his eyes while Harlen was talking to him. Spiky haired 7ft pirate crossed his arms. "Let's get one thing straight lad. This gold is ours...….. Harlen. We split it. Fifty-fifty." England stepped forward slamming his hand on the bars counter.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" England's eyes completely white a vein on the side of his head.
The entire bar becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop. "Uh-Uh-... too loud. I said that too loud..." England said his eyes jumping out of his head. When England looked over his shoulder at everyone in the bar staring at him.
England has seen heinous crimes in Loguetown. Hell, you could see bullshit like that anywhere in the world. Violence floured 24/7, and made England especially susceptible to the nonurgent lifestyle. England didn't enjoy living in this town. Because secretly he felt everyone around him was weak. No characters. No strengths. No backbones. Senseless violence was stupid. And picking on the weak was not England's cup of tea. This was a good reality check for England. This guy Harlen was beginning to realign his thoughts on people. As of right now there was only one purpose to England's life. "I see. That was too loud dammit. Tch." Sucking his teeth. "Oi~ You! Behind the bar! Give me n' my mate some brews, ya~" England roared.
This was the first time meeting Harlen. Somehow, England could see himself trusting this guy. No. Was Harlen stronger than him?
Over to the side he could see cooks cooking clam chowder, and fried clams from the bite. Lobster hauled in the same day, harpooned from the sea's. He could even see swordfish being cooked from the fish market. Lobster hauled and beers were being passed around. At the bar England was passed some drinks, along with Harlen. Grilled strips of bass were passed in front of England, too. He was getting a bite to eat, along with some drinks. England was only seventeen. But, no one in this freakin' place was going to deny him. Right?!
"Money changes people mate. If a little money was to be involved, and my crew began to treat my words a little too lightly. That would make me look like a bloody idiot, ya~" He said. "This is Loguetown. You're stuck with me. Heh. But, I'm going to find at least one, or two persons. Before the end of this eat and drink. Mmm-hmm!" The food was delicious. On his grilled stripe bass, and mussels steamed in garlic and oil. England's throat chugged the cool beer as he reached over to pat Harlen on the shoulder.
[ Past Rummaging Reward Loguetown ]
*Large Gold Chest x 1
[ Logue Town Bonus ]
*1. Festive - You've sailed into port during the time of a festivity or holiday, free drinks! [+25 SPR]
Walking up to the entrance of saloon, Angelo paused for a second to make sure the hood of his cloak was on right to hide his face before pushing the door open.
Upon entering Angelo noticed just how busy the place was. So he slowly made his way though the crowd to the bar and waving for the bartner. Once he made his way Angelo leaned in close "I want your strongest alcohol you got" tossing a gold coin at the barter as he came back with the drink.
Once Angelo got his drink he slowly made his way to the table in the back making sure not to bump into anyone. Upon reaching the table he sit facing the door making sure his back was to the wall as he slowly started drinking his drink.
Mitsuomi was mesmerized by the view. Walking into this bar it was entirely in his favor to make the most of things. As much of a brute Mitsuomi was, he made a living off suckering locals in arm-wrestling competitions.
When he was bored these days he would look at the night sky. Mitsuomi was entirely in sync with his own life's satisfactions. He was a self-proclaimed power-house turned pirate a few months ago. He was hardly ever in love, but that didn't mean. Mitsuomi didn't run through at least dozens of woman a week. Mitsuomi once had this long-distance relationship. Which romance made so exciting and titillating where all the impossible. Became possible in the hopes of love and success. This very type of thing became his daily life and routine. Before she met someone else and grew tired of him. Meaning that was his ex-girlfriend now. Mitsuomi loved fighting. Fighting was the only thing important to Mitsuomi, it seemed. Mitsuomi looked at his watch. He felt a tinge of regret about agreeing to stay out of the territory of a local gang. He could of made a lot of money suckering a lot of others in that territory. Loguetown might of been claimed by the world government. But this didn't mean there were others inside Loguetown, who were goody-goody's. Mitsuomi never played by the rules!
Other friends came from strong backgrounds just as dark, solid, and savage, as Mitsuomi. No one could imagine how many fights Mitsuomi has been in. Both his friends and his enemies have helped Mitsuomi become stronger. Far stronger than the weaklings in Loguetown. Mitsuomi had learned how to stand up for himself. How to protect others. But, most important how to crush someone to the point of never-getting-up-again. Even with all of this strength he possessed. Could you believe Mitsuomi was still attempting to become stronger? Walking through the bar he wondered which kind of people he would meet. He didn't awaken that inner badass yet.
He felt a warm atmosphere here. Most of the people here were men so it suited him. Mitsuomi didn't need anything private. His steps hit the wooden floor pressing forward towards two bone-heads. "Heh. These two~ I can feel it." The blonde one Harlen: As clear as smoke, literally just looking at him you couldn't make heads, or tails~ Probably wouldn't surrender what his motives are. Preferred to do things by any means necessary? Wasn't that strong, but probably extremely mentally tough. Wasn't proud of his background. Feelings held back by extreme convictions which made him so bold and tough. Now the spiky jet-black hair, England: Everything pisses him off. Tries to hide it with a cool exterior. A hot-head. Feeling he had to prove everything. Still young. Sigh. Mitsuomi was going to make sure he was wary of that one. Just by peering at their backs while they sat. Mitsuomi could see their aura's clearly. As if something grand was unfolding between both of them shining much like gold. Like I said, Mitsuomi's been through hundreds of fights. So just a glance at a man, and he could read him from head to toe.
Suddenly Mitsuomi moved through the crowd as if he was walking in slow-motion. One man even attempted to bump into Mitsuomi purposely. The man was struck in his knee's, ribs, chest, neck. What looked like Mitsuomi rolling his shoulder in a wheel-formation. To stretch his shoulder casually. Was in fact Mitsuomi pummeling someone with punches in an instant. Mitsuomi didn't bother to look at the fool. Who was on the floor unconscious. The strikes were far too quiet, and fast, to see. Especially when the crowd around here was covering everything up. Mitsuomi sat down next to Harlen, and England.
"Sorry, but I couldn't help but notice the two of you. Seem a little different than everybody else in here. There's a lot of men in here. However, the pressure I'm getting from you two. Is like a divine power in it's own category. I like strength. So I'm always drawn towards it." Mitsuomi said putting his arms on the bar table. With a Devil Fruit in one of his hands. It was the Dice Dice Fruit. His hand was firmly clenching the Devil Fruit with all strength. Mitsuomi began to relax. "Hm? Are the drinks in here good?" he asked Harlen.
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╄━ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Harlan was amused by this young pirate's enthusiasm. However he was stuck to this island via his word to aid the elders whom allowed him to sleep at their home. For the time being Hornigold was already an indentured servant. "As much as I'd love to sail again. I won't be bought by meer words alone, have you even a ship to embark on?" Sitting at the counter. Harlan would be given a free ale, much to his surprise, it was holiday.
Looking back at the young adventurer. Hornigold had seen his fair share of disaster out to sea, and he wasn't certain such a young boy could say the same. "You do know that Piracy is punishable by death right? This isn't a game to be taken lightly." Pressing on with further questioning, Harlan would ask once more. "You'll form a crew then what? What is it that you truly want to achieve in this life?"
It was at that moment, Harlan and England's conversation was interrupted, by a brutishly tall man with a fine physic. He seemed like a fine sailor, and he spoke of being interested in finding a crew. "What's your deal buddy... EHHHHHHH?!?!" Hornigold's eyes would pop out from his head. Staring at the newcomer hand... He would notice, a ******** devil fruit.
This was the moment Hornigold knew, things were about to get seriously outta hand...
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𝕆𝕝𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕟 ℝ𝕒𝕠𝕦𝕝 Ex-Pirate II Bartender II Black Market Vendor
"..." The ancient bartender, didn't seem too excited, even as the bar was jumping and lively on this rainy day.
It was holiday too, so perhaps Raoul wasn't too thrilled about having to give away free drinks, he's always been a cheap b*****d. His wrinkled eyes scanning the bar, as Harlan walked into the bar, with his mysterious companion, Raoul would silently nod at him in greetings. It would be well into their conversation when Raoul would finally interrupt.
"Just who the hell do you cats think you are?"
He would utter quietly underneath the current music playing. However, the Old Man's voice was threatening and harsh.
"Come into another man's territory holding gold treasure and devil fruits. You're already marked men, and you haven't even realized..." The old man would say snickering, placing a cigarette into his crusty ole lips, he would spark it with a candle.
Whomever these characters were, they sure were clueless. The world moved around them it acted off of their fault rather then their strong suits.
From the corner of his eye, Old Raoul's Haki was still sharp as ever, sensing the energy of a fleeing pirate. Raoul could sense trouble coming, posts ahead of time...
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Due to Holiday, all posts done here will count as Double EXP~!
How much food England had in front of him. It was very hard to tell since England was eating so fast. With many plates passed in front of him. It took England a few minutes just to finish an entire plate. At some point, England, was going to clear all the fish and meats in this bar. The food was that delicious.
England was keeping his mind set on the food in front of him. Because he knew the more he ate. The more strength and energy would come back to him. England was fully focused on the food in front of him. In England's imagination this food was a buffet. England jotted down the new guy that approached Harlen and himself. Sitting down next to them while England ate the food. England wasn't paying too much attention to Mitsuomi. Since there was so much food in his mouth. England was expecting more food to come towards him, too. England appeared to be a glutton with all of this food in his mouth, in front of him, and in his stomach. Repeating the same thing picking up food in front of him, and eating it all together. England took a glimpse of Mitsuomi which was only a few seconds. England didn't miss what Mitsuomi said either. England just chose not to speak since the muscular-guy wasn't talking to him. It appeared as if he was trying to get Harlen's attention. Somehow, the initial impression that this guy Mitsuomi was extremely strong. Had already been portrayed without Mitsuomi having to say anything. The serious muscles, and of course his demeanor. England could already tell that he's been in more fights than himself. Which made England a little worried. England was entitled to feel glorious. I mean come on his name was England, right?! This guy Mitsuomi was giving him weird damn thoughts. He didn't look over again, and kept eating his food. Since England was in his own zone right now. In the bar there was loud noise, music playing, chatter between the other men inside the bar, ect. How many plates England just ate was hard to keep up with. At the start when England first entered this bar with Harlen. He was first going straight to eating, and drinking. His first interest was getting his strength and energy back. From the long hunt on finding the Large Golden Treasure below his feet. It was serious that he started his adventure with a large sum of money.
However, England still didn't know how much the Large Treasure Chest would amount to. England was told he had to go to Goa Kingdom in order to trade the gold in for the beli currency. England was still thinking of rewarding those who would become his nakama. With the earnings of the Large Treasure Chest he found. England learned that the locals in Loguetown weren't as strong as he gave them credit. Still there had to be someone in this place he could recruit. England had no sense of money. He didn't realize just how much money was going to be gained. From finding the Large Treasure Chest below his feet. England promised to take care of his nakama with the beli he would receive in Goa Kingdom. England would deal with the expenses of getting there. Stuff like that they needed a ship to leave Loguetown with. He wondered just how he was going to get a ship. England was still in the mood for eating. He wasn't in a talking mood. So he was going to allow Harlen to deal with this Mitsuomi person. England respected Mitsuomi's build though. He could tell that this Mitsuomi guy was one hell of a fighter, but not only that. He trained to become that strong. Probably one of those guys that train their whole life in search for an epic battle. Something along those terms. England could tell if he ever got into a fight with Mitsuomi. It would be trouble. It was just his body looked so powerful. Forget how well this guy might of been able to fight. The type of body that made England believe, Mitsuomi could throw him through the roof of this bar. With just one arm. Thought England swallowing some more food.
England tapped the bar table with a glass of beer. After drinking the whole thing in one sitting. His throat full of alcohol wiping his smile off his face. England pushed through his appetite, eating some more food that was tossed right in front of him. You know guys got to get their stomach's full with food. There are thousands of things England wanted to do with pirates. A pirate crew of his own maybe. England didn't think Harlen wanted to be the leader? Did he?
What was the big deal with this Mitsuomi guy? England couldn't put heads, or tails if he could beat Mitsuomi up, or not? Harlen he could tell came close to his own potential with fighting. However, Mitsuomi was like one of those black belts, or higher standings worshipping the way of fighting. England wasn't as easy to read as this guy believed. Because right now even though England felt he was being scrutinized. He kept his cool. England found this bar to be very enjoyable. England reached for some more food with his hands. Putting the food in his mouth without any care in the world. What England had in front of him was the most delicious food in Loguetown. There was no way England was going to let this go to waste. England wanted to involve himself in recruiting some strong guy's. It was hands-down the best restaurant England could ask for. Well a bar that was as tidy and clean, as a well furnished restaurant. Did this Mitsuomi guy think he could upset England? Hardly? England didn't even know this person. There was a saying, if you walked with your own beat, you'd be the personification of greatness. England was way too cool. England was starting to relish these great tastes. All the food on these plates belonged to him. And the chefs were whistling, and cheering England on. England put one hand in his pocket wiping his smile. From the food and crums on his mouth. England felt a security for himself. If this guy did try something. He knew Harlen would have his back. Maybe. But, yes, right now his opinion was this guy next to him Mitsuomi. Was a brilliant, or genius, fighter. Which meant England would get really hurt if he attempted to pick a fight with this guy. The Mitsuomi guy's body said it all. That he trained like a demon.
"Harlen. Easy, mate. That guy he's really strong. I've never seen him before. But, it's bloody obvious just look towards his body. Also, is that a Devil Fruit in his hand? I ate one of those thirty minutes ago." England said sipping on some soup. Slamming the plate down in front of him with a big, "Ahh", afterwards. With pirates you never really knew how strong they were. Until you clashed that's where fighting spirit comes from. "Yes. I ate a Devil Fruit. I just don't know how to use it yet. Harlen." England's eyes turned shiny as a joke with glint in his eyes.
England wasn't troubled that Harlen was so stern, and controlled with his own feelings. Although he could tell that the alcohol was starting to make Harlen a little more enjoyable. England overheard a lot of other tales of pirates, men, ect. Within the bar that made him feel confident in his own goals. England was sitting down with his feet beating down on the Large Treasure Chest below him. As soon as all of them walked into this bar in Loguetown. It was almost as if the atmosphere was bringing them all together. Telling them something; that this was fate. It was necessary for England to become more serious. There was something special about Harlen. It wasn't only Mitsuomi. There was something dwelling inside Harlen that he didn't dare to ask about. Still he wanted to quell it. It would be difficult, and if England didn't do anything in the near future. He felt Harlen would grow further away from him until he was out of reach. England's accent became more thicker the more he drank. That accent of his didn't sympathize with anyone's own character. He was a jolly guy. Who didn't judge, or put labels on anyone within his area. "You just met me Harlen. You didn't think I had a plan for all of this. It might be intuition. But there's something in your eyes that doesn't want to push this chance away. Your words however, are completely contrary, and are telling me you don't have time for me. Still, something in your eyes won't lie. And tells me you want to give this journey as a pirate a chance. A chance to prove something not only to yourself, but to possibly someone that was dear to you. Maybe you weren't strong enough, or, made a mistake in the past. But these are my firm words, if you do decide to join me in conquest, and adventure. Whether it's as your friend, Captain, nakama, buddy, acquaintance. Even a rival who you choose to surpass, try me. I'll always be behind you chav', and if you ever needed anything. I would fully support, and find it in my bloody interest to help. You're just a good guy. You're hiding something, but I can see when someone is genuine." There were so many men in the bar making a lot of noise. So Harlen might of not heard all of what England said. Yet, his speech was clear, and his spirit surfaced showing strength. England's smile was good right now. Leaning against the table he felt the food sit well in his stomach. England smiled when he saw Harlen enjoying himself, too. "Well, here's the first thing you have to know, Harlen. I made a deal with the marketplace. I already told them I'm going to find Loguetown's Treasure. This is it mate. All of it lad. My man at the marketplace said if I find all that gold. To exchange it for currency, and he would allow me to borrow his greatest of ships. Until I returned with the beli. I already have the ship. I just need to make my way to Goa Kingdom to exchange this gold. Without the gold, I no, we have nothing." Everything wasn't perfect, but light was starting to fill this darkened bar. Did Harlen understand what England was saying? He's a teenager, but he was wise enough. To know when a great man was right in front of him.
"I can tell though you'll be a strict one. That's right. I'm a local in Loguetown. I've known the man for literally 15 years. My parents still alive have introduced, and had me stay with him time over time. There's a Galleon with our name on it at the port of this place. It's empty right now. But once we accompany it, it's our home. Still will need to come back to Loguetown so I can pay him back. He already knows I have the gold." England said proud. England had a habit of talking louder than he should. Still England possessed a Devil Fruit remember. It was bound to awaken inside of him. Truly multiplying his fighting capability by a hundred. Devil Fruit eaters were always known to be one hundred times stronger than the average person. That's why on the sea's when you bumped into someone with a Devil Fruit power. It was scary.
Well, I've already decided to become a pirate, Harlen. I am a man. Ever since adolescence I've been this way. Once I choose to do something. There's completely no stopping me. Right, mate. I want you, from now on, to trust me. I'm a little more crafty than my appearance let's off." England was enjoying himself now. Maybe Harlen would listen deeply to what England was trying to say. "I know. Harlen. You don't believe what I'm saying. But, just so you know. Our lives have already been intertwined by fate. You do know what fate is, right?" England lost all interest in their conversation right now, and continued to eat and drink at the bar. Clearly it was no surprise that England would begin to act jolly. The atmosphere around here was something to whistle about. England was laughing with food spewing out his mouth. Straight into the bartenders face. Bartender yelling at England hitting him on top of the head once. England laughed at the bartenders again. Laughing alcohol in the guy's face this time.
England got up running away from the bartender. Dodging a few swings at his face. with the future so close by. It was only right for England to enjoy himself. These were the last moments he would have in his home town. Understand? England was abandoning his former self. In order to brilliantly overtake this entire world.
"Harlen! I'll form a crew! Then will do whatever we want! Whatever comes to mind! Whatever we want! Whatever happens, happens! We're pirates we're the most free individuals on the sea's! Will take whatever that we want! If someone has a problem with it--" England got hit in the face by the bartender. Spinning, turning his feet, with his waist! To get behind the bartender putting the bartender in a half-nelson. Locking his arms, and hands so that the bartender's arms were locked above his shoulders. Holding the bartender in place with his strength in this wrestling position. "Then will crush them! Will do whatever we want! Rise as one of the most proud and strongest forces this world has offered. But, there's only one thing. Everyone in the crew must have their own goal!" England was flipped over hitting the ground on his back. Then began getting his face stepped on by the bartender. "********> England twisted his entire body, spinning 180 degree on the ground. Back sliding against the floor fast. Pulling the Bartender down with his leg. Then putting the bartender in a leg lock, another wrestling move. "Everyone in our crew must have their own goal. And has to allow everyone else in the crew to help them 100%. Complete their goal. Whatever it may be. Whether it brings life, or brings harm. When you're with nakama you're never alone! That's why it's fun, free, and great to have friends!" The bartender slamming his hand on the wooden floor. In a sign he was tapping out. England laughed rolling away from the bartender. Rolling against Harlens chair laughing with his hair sweaty in his face. "Pant.. Pant. ******** that made me sweat." England smiled from ear to ear.
England wasn't worried his relationships were growing. The night, the champagne, and the atmosphere combined would make any person gracious. Still England had a nice appearance that was warm. England had many girlfriends, along with ex-girlfriends. That were also into his warmth. So many he couldn't really get rid of them. It was the experience of being with someone that made trusting, and loving another person with passion. England had a glamorous time with many girls in Loguetown growing up. The meals in this bar were great. England felt as if he was enlightened just from eating the food in this place. England had come into this bar appreciating everything they had to offer. With girls England didn't have any breaks. He didn't know how many girls Harlen, or Mitsuomi had. But his ex-girlfriends were on every turn, every block, almost every building in Loguetown. It was fascinating that he could have the time to meet so many girls. It was great satisfaction. Because not once did he make any of those girls cry. England was a lover. There weren't many people in Loguetown that saw the fighting side of England. "Harlen. I feel like my hometown, Loguetown. Is the only spot in the world where I think I can let go of everything and smile. Is the world big? I've never been outside of Loguetown before." England left a different part of himself with every girl he's loved in Loguetown. His relationship's always with him breaking it of course. Because he was young, England was still a teenager. Of course he would want to love another woman. And he was good, his skill was so good. That he could meet, and grab another girl to love that quickly. Usually the girl who he broke up with would see him with another girl. That's where most of the pain would surface. But, in the end they would understand. He's a guy. This is how guy's were.
Smiling. England crossed his arms sitting on the floor. Back leaned against Harlen, and his chair.
England begun hearing an older man begin to yell towards Mitsuomi, Harlen, and himself. The premium service in this bar was unbelievable. "AHhhh~ You must be important!" England stood on his feet starting to walk towards the older man. "The food in this place is the best." England smiled widely still walking towards the older man.
England didn't feel a twinge of regret meeting Harlen. He was already starting to feel he was important. England could permanently keep these strong ties. A longtime of challenging the sea's. Along with any adversaries that stood up to them. At the speed of strong wills, courageous dreams, ambition towering mountains. England would step forward towards his future. Leading a group of the strongest spirits. These sea's would inevitably have to acknowledge. Completely full in his stomach. You knew these types that like to raise their voice, acting all bad. Were his favorite types to completely overwhelm. "Oi. Mate~ You looking down on me?" England began to create some pressure. It was big from the look on his face. England didn't seem as if he would be moved. An unmovable dauntless glance. Peering down at the older man once England stood in front of Raoul. "No one looks down on me." England raised an eyebrow.
[ Past Rummaging Reward Loguetown ]
*Large Gold Chest x 1
[ Logue Town Bonus ]
*1. Festive - You've sailed into port during the time of a festivity or holiday, free drinks! [+25 SPR]
Mitsuomi's eyes shot open. This was it. The guy he was looking for. Interesting. Mitsuomi didn't think England was this serious. The pirate England even had some good techniques with his submissions, and grapples. He knew right from the beginning England was going to be famous one day. He wanted to be a pirate, right? Mitsuomi might of found the man he was truly searching for in this world. For some reason, it always came down to physical appearance for him. Maybe behind his head that was the reason why he became so superior with his own physical attributes. Just looking at Mitsuomi's body you could tell he was powerful. Mitsuomi had the energy to continue following these two. While they were in the bar Mitsuomi continued to study them. His first attention was on Harlen, but now it decided to switch over to England while he was speaking. Mitsuomi didn't turn his head away while England was speaking. For the rest of Englands speech, Mitsuomi thought his words were mind-blowing. Almost as if this guy was capable of creating a legend. Mitsuomi was patient when it came to listening to people. He didn't consider himself to be only brawn. Mitsuomi stayed seated inside the bar. Not necessarily touching the drinks, or the food. His head was turned to England and Harlen. He wasn't so thoughtful that his attention would be whisked towards England in all this action.
Mitsuomi saw the striking old figure approach them as if he had a bone to pick with them. Arguing that they could of been getting themselves in serious trouble. That's how it always was with older generation pirates underestimating the younger generation. Mitsuomi was trying to predict whether there would be investigations on everyone in the bar. Or, if other pirates and thugs. Would show up to throw their weight around. And inevitably attempt to fight the people in this bar. Mitsuomi smiled looking interested then stood up. But, they would surely choose the wrong option if they decided to try and attack England. Something about England was interesting. Mitsuomi decided if there was a fight to pick with England. He would fight in his place. Mitsuomi was already swearing his loyalty before he even introduced himself. With his own heart pounding. Mitsuomi was curious if that was some sort of power, ability, or charisma England possessed. Mitsuomi was already believing he could sail the sea's with England. His words were just too great. Mitsuomi clenched his fist walking towards England, and the older pirate Raoul. Mitsuomi was understanding the situation.
For some reason he began to believe England was capable of leadership. But, how would England rule? With fear? Power? Sovereignty? Money? Mitsuomi always worked hard to keep his unbeatable violence from spilling into public view. "Yes, old guy. This man with the spiky jet-black hair, and I. Have places to go, people to see? Right, leader?" Mitsuomi smiled winking towards England. There was no reason to deny England. His words were enough to change Mitsuomi's entire outlook on the pirate. Mitsuomi pointed towards Raoul with his extremely muscular exterior. "What in the world make's you think we're so weak?! Wasn't there a previous Pirate King who was born here? I don't really like picking on the elderly. It'll do your good to watch your mouth around us for now on. Because I think this man has potential. Picking a fight with him. Means you'll have to go through me first. Okay! Now that we're all lively. How about we go back to drinking?" Mitsuomi smirked. "Sit yourself down old man. Before you make the drinks in this place taste bitter from your blood all over the walls and ceiling." Mitsuomi said, his deep voice underscoring the sense of control. He exercised when he was in charge of violence back in other blues.
Mitsuomi raised his huge muscular arm. Eating the Dice Dice Fruit. Taking one bite because that's all you needed to take in it's power. Wiping his mouth he dropped the remainders of the Devil Fruit. Stepping on it to completely wipe it out of existence now. So now Mitsuomi was the holder of the Supa Supa no mi's power! "I want his ideas, his experience--" Mitsuomi said talking about England. Smiling. Due to Mitsuomi actually flexing his strength a little. Others in the bar began to laugh harder, and clap towards his aggression towards Raoul. All the pirates in this bar were older than Mitsuomi and England anyway. Mitsuomi didn't have a girlfriend back home. His family was a mystery, too. Mitsuomi just looked wide-eyed to see if Raoul was really about to get seriously injured. This was just a reminder that you cannot take on a Captain, right from the start! Was England going to accept this gracious attitude. Mitsuomi was portraying of his new pirate Captain?
"My name is Mitsuomi! I am following this man to the sea's! To become a serious pirate. One who's name reaches the ears of all corners of this world!" Mitsuomi shouted out loud. Which made the men and pirates in the bar go wild! All chanting his name! Within a few moments, it felt like Mitsuomi was back home. With his incredible muscle mass build. Other men were always drawn towards his strong appearance. Raising his voice once, made all those men decide to make a big deal of Mitsuomi. Mitsuomi looked back at Raoul with a smirk. Because the noise that all these men were making. Might of made the old mans ears bleed. They were being that loud and rowdy. Mitsuomi was great at riling up other men. That was one of his biggest traits.
Masculinity! He was a walking vessel of enormous masculinity.
The men and pirates in the bar stomping their feet in a rhythmic beat. Chanting Mitsuomi's name still. This was just one of the things Mitsuomi was capable of. He quickly placed his arm around England. Turning towards Harlen with a smirk.
"Harlen. Come over here with us. The bars starting to like us. Besides we have to beat the s**t out of this ********' senior citizen." Mitsuomi said getting a little too comfortable. Wait did Mitsuomi say he was going to use his brawn against a senior citizen!?!
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Commands followed: 1048 Carnage Given to others: 1,791
𝕆𝕝𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕟 ℝ𝕒𝕠𝕦𝕝 Ex-Pirate II Bartender II Black Market Vendor
Raoul was definitely getting to old for this. Remaining ever so silent he had a smug look on his face, the type of look someone had when they had an ace up there sleeve. He would stare at the young dark haired Captain, and his Brute of a 1st mate. "You boys must have no idea who I am..." Raoul would say, listening to the threats and general underestimation coming out of these arrogant young pirates mouths.
"..." Silently the old man's eyes would wonder over to Harlan. Giving him a stern look which meant Stay outta this, if you don't want to get hurt. Raoul and Harlan had a very friendly relationship, even thought one was an ex-pirate and the other an ex-marine.
Breaking out into a full smirk, The old relic from Roger's Era, a legendary ruffian and scoundrel worth 100 million beli in his hay day. Raoul was still well connected to the underworld and had all the pull of authority as he did 50 years ago.
"So you want to be a pirate? Let's test your conviction shall we boys!" With a snap of his finger, every rough-neck at Raoul's disposal would pouch onto the 2 rookie pirates.
Pretty much every pirate within the bar had enough of these 2 loud mouth rookies. Once they started talking bad to Raoul, It was go time.
After some quick gossip, a gang of tough-guys decided to take these ******** down. Raising from his seat, a brute of a man standing in a 6'3" and welding massive arms would walk up behind the Dark Haired Captain. while he was busy intimidating Raoul "Heheh, Think your hot s**t kid?!"
The man would stay, forcefully turning England in his direction.
As soon as he saw his exposed chin, the brutish brawler would send a massive right hand straight for his jaw. Attempting to knock him straight off his feet.
Character: Pirate Brawler NPC Link to Poster: x ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Technique Name: Sucker Punch Technique Tags [Hand to Hand]tab[Assassin]tab[Basic] Technique Description Focusing on a target's weak spot, the user attempts the dishonorable act of attacking an opponent when they least expect it, and without warning. The user gets a boost of +25 attack while preforming this technique. Technique Duration: [1] post Technique Range: x Technique Cooldown: [1] post ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Technique Cost: 25 STM
XV_Xarso_XV
Please post next, you are extremely disadvantaged with this fight. Don't hold back
Tentaigo
PositionDestruction
Robert_Satsuma
Please Jump into the brawl and ally yourself with Tentaigo's crew
England had a completely different situation written all over the changing scenery. There were pirates, upset pirates, pissed off pirates, including one veteran that was surprisingly well in control. And England didn't realize that this guy was renowned in history as well. As one incredibly accomplished pirate. He was so incredible that he was a big-shot. In Loguetown without England even knowing this. England had put his hands in his pocket glaring at the situation. His stern look turned more serious as the seconds went by. It wasn't like England was not capable. Didn't England just say that he ate a devil fruit not too long ago. That meant that he was an ability user. And right off the bat when you ate a Devil Fruit. The difference between your fighting prowess and a regular human. Grew exponentially by one-hundred percent. This was a fact. When you ate a Devil Fruit you became as strong as 100 men right off the bat. Then this uproar happened in this bar, and England was starting to get the idea. That he was going to have to put it to good use. Secretly, under all this pressure that was occurring in this bar. England was relentlessly calm and composed. Why? England had ate a Devil Fruit. But it wasn't just any old devil fruit. England had eaten a Logia. Knowing full well of what it was capable of. Since it was one of the legendary ones.
England began to listen to Mitsuomi. Who was speaking on behalf of himself, and England. It was his incredible resolve to follow England, and have his back. Which meant that they would become nakama. England found this very amusing. Identifying this pirate Mitsuomi to be making his debut at the same time as him. They were going to create a pirate crew together. Because both of them were declaring themselves to be pirates. Right in this very bar at the same time. England smiled, and decided to nod his head in agreement. He would definitely make Mitsuomi his nakama. He was a strong looking guy. He just hoped that strong appearance of his was well backed up. It was the first time that England was beginning to feel like a pirate captain. And that's how he should of felt since he was beginning to get some clout. With all the things that he's said. Along with standing against this man named Raoul. Who was basically challenging them! Hearing the pirates in this place beginning to think they stand a chance. Against not only Mitsuomi, and himself. Began to make England roll his tongue and shout back at all the pirates that were in this bar. They could try their best against the pirates. However, would they really be safe. Once a pirate began to unleash his logia ability on all of them. England barged right in here and began to throw his own weight in.
Earlier the moment he saw some place to get some drinks, and eat some food. If anything this group of pirates that were in here. Weren't enough to make him even yawn, or get restless enough to have second thoughts about. There was only one pirate on his side right now, and that was Mitsuomi. That was all he needed. It appeared once Mitsuomi had ate his own Devil Fruit. The real party was going to begin! "Mitsuomi! We've pissed off every pirate in this bar lad. Because of this old man's stupid mouth! You better be able to fight well! I can hold my own against these bloody chav's! No problem~ Hmm?? You pirates want to fight!!? I'm walking out of here with a dozen of your heads! I'm going to put them on a wall in my room! Back on my Galleon ship! You bloody wankers!! Mitsuomi! Take care of all these bloak's will ya~ Make sure I don't get hit .. "
England's eyes averted their gaze upon hearing someone behind him. He smirked once he was turned around for the punch. England simply parried the blow with his great reaction. Blocking the punch by slapping the fist away from his face, with one of his hands. Throwing the pirate's punch off trajectory away from his face. In the next second, England grabbed the pirate by the throat, raising him off the ground. Off the pirate's feet in front of him grinning. Choking the pirate until he lost consciousness. Then threw the pirate across the bar over the bartenders table. Smashing glass, bottles, ect, until Long-Arm Pirate fell to the floor behind the bartenders workplace. England displayed incredible reaction, speed, and strength. Meaning his speed was faster than the pirates. His strength was enough to knock the man unconscious. And his reaction allowed him to block the fist before getting hit.
Instantly a vein showed up on England's face. A black smoke substance emit from his flesh and body. Swallowing up the Long-Arms Pirate Tough Guy whole. Entirely~ The Yami Yami no mi has arrived! The pirate's punch was swallowed by the darkness when it came in contact with him. Also swallowing up his feet at the same time. Dragging both the long-arm pirates arm and feet into the darkness. Until the pirate was completely swallowed by England's power. "Mitsuomi. Meet me outside. Now I'm pissed off. This whole place is ********> Stepping past Raoul pushing him on his a** down on the ground. Without even holding a single glance at him. England with clenched fist began to walk outside of the bar. Anyone that was to dare lay a hand on him. Was purposely a target for Mitsuomi. This was his first task as the Captain's first mate. "You--all...….this entire ******** place...!!…...LOOK WHAT YOU DIDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!" England's eyes turned white losing their color. Who was to say he was the same person. This anger wasn't normal. It was literally unfortunate that England felt this way. Because what his parents feared the most was about to destroy this entire town. England's temper. Much like a calamity; the new Yami Yami no mi eater has finally shown himself.
Now there was no time for playing games. England's mind literally snapped. There was a few things that ordinary people would definitely try to avoid. Well, all those people who ran away from those things; avoiding. Would undeniably begin to realize all the things surging, flowing, manifesting within this individual with jet-black spiky hair. "I hate this place. I...….I hate everything." During his saunter outside of the bar while Mitsuomi was suppose to be guarding him. That black veil smoke constantly swirling and enveloping his body. The very black veil smoke that devoured that one pirate attempting to punch him in the jaw.
Was following him as if it was apart of his flesh. The façade of the bar. Including the very disrespect that came from the old man Raoul. All of it would be returned back to this forsaken place. England was ready to crush anything that was moving. Kiss all the sorrows that Loguetown was about to inevitably bitterly endure. Backstory on this pirate England. He rather enjoyed life in this town with his parents. He knows all about this place. Long, sweet, succently patients for the time that he would grow this powerful has finally come.
England has marched out into the streets of Loguetown outside of the bar. Allowing Mitsuomi to take care of all the pirates attempting to attack him. The destruction was about to begin! A little kid walked up to England seeing the veins on his face. Terrifying expression. Eyes lost their pupils color turning white. The adolescent asked England what he was doing. "Heh. Get out of here lad. I've lived in this ******** stupid place long enough. You're all about to be destroyed. Stupid kid. Run away kid and keep running. After that keep running until you feel any slightest hope. Behind me is a bar and I've got a crush on their owner. They've got a lot of bloody noses. It's nothing to brag about. I'm a pirate kid. My mate's and I did them a good spanking. After today see what this world has to say about Loguetown. Heh~ Just run kid.. I can't control this anymore." The kid slowly looked at the black veil smoke remitting from Englands body. Beginning to run away from the pirate. England smiled slowly clenching both his fists at the same time.
England was about to unleash his full power of the Yami Yami no mi.
The destruction was coming into focus now. England was in control of the Yami Yami no mi, and was about to use one of the moves. He's been dying to use for a long time now on Loguetown. Although this was the place of his origin. England had no ties to this place anymore. He felt as if he represented a new chapter in his life. That's been far greater than any moment he's lived in Loguetown. It was one thing for England to still have ties for his home town. However, England didn't feel that way at all. England was even going to use the Yami Yami no mi. In order to represent the power that was dormant inside of him. England won't just use the power of the Yami Yami no mi. England was going to represent his new piracy. By using one of the strongest attacks he's been waiting to use. "Here's one fer ya~ Dark Devil." The darkness emit from his entire body. As if it was one with his flesh, apart of his very body. This power was obviously something that was more connected to him. Than anyone had thought. England was going to dub this moment as a debut to becoming a pirate. With one of his first times using the Yami Yami no mi. However, with a Devil Fruit this unique and powerful. This Loguetown wouldn't be able to just survive something like this. No one was leaving unscathed. Even Mitsuomi was in danger when England thought about everything. However, this was the power of his Devil Fruit. England couldn't just hold back when using something this powerful. England's skin color was that of Japanese, yet he had an English accent. It was because of his sleek elegance and smooth moves that people were drawing closer to him. Although the pirates were going to have to make way for a new threat. England was starting to build darkness even more for this next attack. England raised his arm up into the air. Straight above his body so that he could build darkness into the palm of his hand. England didn't need to alarm anyone. Whoever was caught in this next attack would feel the full force of the Yami Yami no mi. It wasn't just going to make a nickname for himself. A new era that was going to build pirates courage, and have them all try their hardest out at sea to make a name for themselves. His habit for never holding back was going to really ******** this place up. Being born here wasn't going to change his attitude. England undoubtedly was going to blow this place to smithereens.
On the flimsiest of evidence, gossamer threads of hatred, and unsubstantiated wisps of complaints. England had built enough time to archive what he's been waiting for. A devastating attack that was suited for the Yami Yami no mi. The Dark Dark Fruit specialized in wide area attacking! You had to understand what was about to happen next. "Don't expect me to go soft. Are you crazy? Just think of all the bloody things I've learned. From pirates all seventeen of my years! Now all this time to learn all these things. It's time to pull the right strings so I can control these sea's like a marionette. Idiots!~" He said before the time was right to use his Devil Fruit.
Using the relentless gravitational powers of his Yami Yami no mi, England will raise his arm above head. He creates a giant ball of darkness overhead 100ft size aspheric. A sphere of orbital black energy which is gravity. What everyone in the town was visioning was the truth. There was something far powerful than they could imagine manifesting inside this town. That belonged to a sole pirate that was capable of terrors, and destructions. Unfathomable consequences were about to ensue. England was controlled and stone-cold serious. Watching his power go to work on this Loguetown. It was a waste to try and run. When people were beginning to get lift off their feet, and pulled into the darkness that was above the town. The darkness black hole giant ball in the sky hovered ominously! Literally growing in size such as a globe of darkness. But becoming stronger with the gravitational forces ripping the pavement off the grounds. Causing chunks of the ground to be ripped out of the earth, and raise into the sky. Buildings were being destroyed with the ground shaking.
This wasn't business this was more like Armageddon. Which is why the Yami Yami no mi was so revered it was that powerful. Enough to level entire area's at such a fast pace. You couldn't believe how many people that were getting injured left around right. Just from half of Loguetown shaking as if there was a earthquake. With the giant darkness ball in the air gravitating all the buildings off the ground. Literally pulling people into the air as well. Swallowing up all the buildings, and people that came into contact with the darkness in the sky. England continued to raise his arm building the darkness ball in the sky in size and power. He was channeling his power into the darkness "black hole" ball that was one of his strongest attacks. "A slit throat and time in one of the worlds foulest mindsets wouldn't do much to turn anyone's features into a money shot. I'll stare at this future with this power guiding every action I make. Yea!~" No one has seen something so terrible ever in the history of Loguetown. The Yami Yami no mi was being unleashed. The darkness wasn't helping anyone. Literally people were falling out of buildings to try and get away from the darkness. That was gravitating all the buildings off the ground, swallowed up by the darkness ball in the air. Which was much like a black hole in all aspects. Anxious people that were trying their hardest to survive this attack. It involved the Yami Yami no mi, and a pirate that was not afraid of unleashing his full power on Loguetown. Even though England was born here which meant he had a cold heart. You couldn't even shoot England a glance without falling pray to the Yami Yami no mi. The very ground and everything within Loguetown was being pulled into the darkness in the air. By the time it was twenty minutes passing. Half of the town was already dragged into the darkness within the air. Which made the darkness ball look more like a miniature moon. It was that big in size. Half of the town already dragged into the darkness. Buildings missing people also missing. Chunks of earth that were not on the ground anymore. All dragged into the darkness entirely easily. There was no recovering from this because literally.
Any pirate in the bar that England once walked out. That Mitsuomi must of still been in. Could of seen that literally half of Loguetown wasn't even there anymore. It was all dragged into the darkness. So that meant miles of the town were completely gone. Even the chunks of earth that were once under the town. Was completely swallowed up by the darkness in the air. "I call this Dark Devil. It's my strongest attack thus far." England said standing out with everything around him completely gone. It was all dragged into the darkness with such ease. Even the people that once coexisted inside this town. Were gone all dragged into the darkness as well. England at his earliest hours during the sun lit day was enjoying his time in Loguetown. Although now he was completely decimating the area with the Yami Yami no mi.
In Loguetown currently half of it's citizens. Along with the very town itself was completely swallowed up by his Yami Yami no mi. It's very risky to anger a pirate. Because this was the only result. Someone with an ability such as England. Who was in fact a Logia was too powerful for anyone in these parts. Even the bar that was once behind him must of been dragged into the darkness in the air. The entire bar was dragged into the darkness that Mitsuomi was in. Including all the pirates that attempted to defy their fates. And challenge such a pirate to begin with. However, it was up to Mitsuomi to survive this. If he could survive this he would in fact make a great first mate for his pirate crew. England had already decided what their name would be for their pirate crew. If Mitsuomi was able to survive this in the first place.
England was really grateful for fate to grant him such power. England felt as if there wouldn't be trouble in his life. Unless he was willing to not train and earn what he desired. England shot the area that the bar was once in a glance. To check out if Mitsuomi was still even there. Was Mitsuomi swallowed up by his darkness? England wanted to be together with a pirate of his caliber. Because he knew inside that Mitsuomi was extremely strong. Having the potential to keep up with him even though England was a Logia. England wasn't holding back with his power. This was the key to his extraordinary vast strength. England needed strong nakama that were willing to trust him. But, also they needed to become strong themselves. So they wouldn't be killed just by England using his power on a whim such as this.
Certainly convinced by his own power it was time to control this attack on Loguetown.
England decided to come back to reality. With both his hands clenched. England began to draw all the darkness back towards him. That was hovering above the literally half destroyed Loguetown. Since literally half of Loguetown was drawn into the darkness in the sky. Including the people, structures, animals, ships, ect. England had the answer for Mitsuomi if he was still alive. The unbelievable situation would definitely convince England that Mitsuomi was strong enough to tag along. If he was able to survive his Dark Devil, Yami Yami no mi, attack.
The bar that they were once in was swallowed up by the darkness completely. The darkness gravity ball that was the definition of a black hole. Returned to the ground, to assimilate, and return back to England's body. The situation made it seem as if the entire town was sucked into England's body, with the darkness. So not only was half of the town gone. But the darkness was now returned back to his body. England went back to what was left of the bar. Which was absolutely nothing. Not even rubble or wooden planks would be there. Since the ground beneath the bar would be ripped out of the earth, and drawn into his last black hole technique.
"Well, actually, the power of the Yami Yami no mi. Was far too powerful than expected. I can't use attacks like that for a while. I'll stick to all my short range moves instead. For the time being, Mitsuomi!~ You still alive around here mate!" England yelled trying to see if his first mate was still worthy.
- [Tier 3] Destruction - 3,000 words
Custom Technique(s) Used:
Technique Name: Dark Devil Technique Tags [ Devil Fruit: Yami Yami no mi ] [Master] [AOE] Technique Description Using the relentless gravitational powers of his Yami Yami no mi, England will raise his arm above head. He creates a giant ball of darkness overhead 100ft size aspheric. A sphere of orbital black energy which is gravity. The giant darkness ball generates a powerful gravitational pull, attracting everything inside the darkness. Due to this, it can absorb physical matter and attacks of any type by sucking it into the darkness. This is significantly much more powerful than any of his other attacks. Being capable of swallowing up an entire town, or half of an entire kingdom. Raises his [DEX] by 100 during attack. When swallowed by the darkness, everything is subjected to a large amount of gravity; crushed immensely inside the darkness. Technique Duration: [1] Posts Technique Cooldown: [1] Posts ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Technique Cost: [100] Stamina
[ Past Rummaging Reward Loguetown ]
*Large Gold Chest x 1
[ Logue Town Bonus ]
*1. Festive - You've sailed into port during the time of a festivity or holiday, free drinks! [+25 SPR]
Other pirates wanted to go over to England and fight him. While he was walking out of the bar. In order for England to use his strength. Well, Mitsuomi wasn't going to let that happen. Moving his feet plenty of times. As if he was stomping on the ground with his arms up, fists clenched. Mitsuomi began jabbing each pirate turning their attention over to Captain England. In the jaw, knocking them out consecutively, moving through the crowd. Mitsuomi allowed England to capture their attention for these surprise sucker-punches! Mitsuomi didn't need to speak his contempt for the pirates believing they could get the best of him. Fists were flying, and pirates were hurdled through the walls of the bars. Allowing his pirate Captain, England. To smoothly walk through all the pirates flying around. This was a testament to Mitsuomi joining his crew now. He wondered what their pirate crew name would be. Mitsuomi laughed. "The devil. I fight like the devil you brats. Come on." he said. Mitsuomi wanted to join England. He believed England had the capacity for conquest, and the tenacity for true satisfaction. Mitsuomi was standing blocking the bar from being exit. Most of the pirates began to shake their heads, and climb out of the walls. A little beaten from Mitsuomi's surprise attacks on all of them. He guessed they figured while England's attention was off of them. They could get a sneak attack. Yet, Mitsuomi was fast enough to hit all of them, without them noticing him. Mitsuomi's real role was to defend the Captain. His movements were that of a brawler. It said that he was use to brawling at the highest level. Dozens, hundreds, a thousand? How many people was this guy use to brawling all at once?
Mitsuomi stole the preemptive strike attack to strike first! Mitsuomi ruled by his fists. He began cracking his knuckles focusing on the distance. Between himself and the other pirates in the bar. Mitsuomi was fully capable of fighting this entire bar. Eating the Supa Supa no mi had also made him plenty of times stronger now. Often mocking other fighting styles. Going around crashing through dojo's to the next. He never understood why others didn't seek power as determined as himself. Mitsuomi was most in awe of England's superior leadership. Mitsuomi was working so hard to become stronger. Mitsuomi wanted to use his skills in order to help the pirate Captain England. There was no reason for words. Mitsuomi was ready to start this second round with the pirates in the bar. Leaving Raoul out since he was tossed aside by Pirate Captain, England. Mitsuomi began to speed towards the pirates sprinting once again. There was no need to get information on any of their fighting styles. Mitsuomi had already decided to crush each and everyone of them. England had a talent for fighting that was mystical. Developing his fighting style from sheer street-fighting. It wasn't that of traditional fighting that was praised in a dojo. Mitsuomi began punching through some pirates left and right. Some pirates being sent flying to other pirates. One pirate was uppercut in the jaw hitting the top of the bars ceiling. Mitsuomi wanted answers on how to become as strong as it was to be in this world. He wanted to be more than strong. If he had to become a monster, beast, or even devil. It would be accomplished by his fists. It was the kind of thing legends were made out of. Yet, they were dwelling inside of him. As if it was a dream that he would make reality. Mitsuomi stepped towards a table. Avoiding some blows to his face. While parrying some wimpy fists flying his way. Grabbing the table and slamming it over one of the pirates head. Sweep kicking through the bar. Knocking over 10 pirates with just one leg-sweep. Mitsuomi stood up watching the spinning bodies in the air hit the floor. Some of them knocking unconscious from hitting their head. Others just too afraid to stand back up from his raw physical superiority. Mitsuomi cracked his neck thinking he didn't even have to use his Dice Dice Fruit ability. There were no details to this way of fighting. It was a brawl that meant he had to protect his pirate Captains back. It wasn't difficult as shown, too. Mitsuomi wanted to shield his Captain that was all.
Suddenly the entire bar began to shake. Mitsuomi looked out the window at his Captain beginning to destroy Loguetown. All of the pirates here earned themselves an a**-whooping. Now Mitsuomi had to secure the Captains treasure. It was a fact that England needed the Large Treasure Chest. It was one thing to let the Captain down. But definitely not when Mitsuomi was first joining him. He had to get on his good side. Mitsuomi wasn't exhausted either. He ran to the Large Treasure Chest. Grabbing it. Literally slicing his arms and legs through the ground. In order to hold himself, and the Large Treasure Chest to the ground. Using his Dice Dice Fruit ability to turn any part of his body into a blade. Because of his fists and feet turned into blades. Mitsuomi was wedged into the ground like swords stabbed into the ground. The destruction of Loguetown would swallow everything, including the town. And the people inside the bar. Even the bar seemed to be completely raised into the sky, overwhelmed by England. Sighing. "MAKE THIS STOP ALREADY CAPTAIN!~" Mitsuomi screamed laughing.
His feet unhooked from the ground. Believing this was it for himself and the Large Treasure Chest. Until the destruction stopped, and his body fell to the ground. Right when his Devil Fruit ability couldn't keep him in place on the ground. Mitsuomi tapped the Large Treasure Chest. Walking out in the street towards England. "Any abyss of atrocity. Yes. It's fairly easy to say you're a dangerous beast. Captain." Mitsuomi said turning his head. Expecting something next to happen. What was their next destination? Any further motives? Mitsuomi looked around sighing. This whole place was gone. One thing was for sure. It was clear that England had some sort of a temper. Even though it wasn't shown. "I'm fine. I say we get out of here. It was funny when you pushed that Raoul guy down. Old a** man. What the ******** was he thinking?? He was back in his thirties?! You're an excellent example of a pirate. I'm going to follow you. If you don't mind. Here. I have your Large Treasure Chest. I didn't let it get damaged." Mitsuomi said tossing the Large Treasure chest to England. Not thinking of how heavy it was.
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Commands followed: 1122 Carnage Given to others: 2,913
England was beginning to have paranoia that he caused too much damage. And some others in this destructions wake were going to come after him. So be it. England was not afraid of most things in the world. This was either the brave or stupid side of him thinking. Addressing this matter. He simply side-stepped then started walking towards the harbors. "Come, Mitsuomi-kun. It's time we take our leave." England began walking away from all the destruction he scarred this island with. However, he was prepared for all of it. If anyone wanted war then there would be hell to pay. England was a Logia user that was for sure. The Devil Fruit England ate had turned him into a Logia. One of the most scariest and rarest of Devil fruits. It was considered the strongest when you consider how popular it was. It was a party until someone in the bar decided to upset these two pirates. England was walking in the front with Mitsuomi behind him. Returning his glance towards Mitsuomi. England turned his head over his shoulder. "Good day, mate. We're not leaving the East Blue just yet. There is another way to dispose of all your enemies. Not by killin' them, Mitsuomi-kun. But, by throwin' them off. With as much damage as we caused here. I cannot throw a single axe, and expect to terminate everyone that is angry with me. We've got to brace for the trouble that will be getting into. Mm~" England was thinking of a location where they could rest a little. Before others started to predict their movements. England was not courteous enough tell Mitsuomi where they were going. If Mitsuomi wanted to tag along he would have to trust the Captain, right? England began to reach the harbor when he walked away from the destruction behind him. They had a good walk with England leaving. England unfolded a paper looking down at it. Before he closed the paper, staring into the distance at all the ships located by the harbor. "We have to steal a ship." On the way to the harbor here. England went on and on about stories that he's had as a kid. So that Mitsuomi could feel more acquainted with him. Since England was going to become this guy's pirate Captain. He was going to need Mitsuomi to rely on him. For anything. Placing his hands in his pockets England began looking at the ships. To figure out which ship they would be taking. The smartest way was not to get caught, and to take one that wasn't so convenient. His attitude was clear that he wanted to leave Loguetown at this very moment. England's stoic expression showed that his determination was serious. England was quite surprised by how strong Mitsuomi was. Not only that Mitsuomi must of controlled a devil fruit ability. England wished he would tell him already. Since he had high hopes for his first mate. England was interested in Mitsuomi. But, not by his physical attributes. All was arranged perfectly. England had stole a ship, and began to set sail towards another island that was inside the East Blue. While they were at sea England had prepared the best dinner he could. For both Mitsuomi and himself crossing his arms as the food sat on the table. "Is this generous enough for you? I'm not much of a cook. I'm observing that the next island we reach. We can rest there a little, before we decide to continue on our journey. Welcome, Mitsuomi-kun. From today on-ward, we're known as the Oblivion Pirates." In front of him was their ship sailing through this big sea.
There should of been nothing, but water around them at this point. England crossing his arms. He raised his voice loud and clear for Mitsuomi to listen to him. "As I thought, just as the two of us we can get past these sea's. I don't know about you Mitsuomi-kun. But when someone bloody tries to challenge me. My strength get's the better of me, and I end up crushing them instead. I lose control. Then I completely overwhelm them. What I want is more control. The power to seize control of not only my own strength, but everything this world desires to grant us humans. Rest and think about what I just said. As your Captain. I want more power than just at the end of my fingertips. Get it?" England said smiling while steering the ship that was on the sea waters. They were completely out of the area of Loguetown. It happened in a flash they were able to steal the ship, and raise the anchor. England understood that he would have to be strong. It seemed he couldn't only be strong for himself at this point. Because as a crew of the Oblivion Pirates. His nakama would ask for someone powerful to look up to. England was pacing around the ship with his hands in his pockets. Amused by the look on Mitsuomi's face. England was now in command of this pirate. How he would use Mitsuomi was very important. By the word 'use', it was essential that he did everything England had told him to. England wanted to grant everything Mitsuomi's heart desired. However, if Mitsuomi was stubborn that would not happen at all. A portion of England's brain had grown tired of explanations over these past hours at sea. They had been out at sea and were finding it necessary to talk with one another frequently. There was no bad behavior. Both of them were getting along. When you think about it they were getting along very well. There was no questioning England. This was very clear for Mitsuomi. Because the more they distance themselves from Loguetown. It seemed as if England was becoming more serious with his position as a pirate. Not only as Mitsuomi's Captain. But, for anyone that was proposing a challenge towards the Oblivion Pirates.
England & Mitsuomi left.
[ Exit ]
[ Past Rummaging Reward Loguetown ]
*Large Gold Chest x 1
[ Logue Town Bonus ]
*1. Festive - You've sailed into port during the time of a festivity or holiday, free drinks! [+25 SPR]
