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| Beat | May 12 2010, 12:05 PM Post #31 |
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Seraph had fired his guns, which had at the very least made him happy, despite the fact his aim was thrown off by the alchohol and barely missed the marines. "We're leaving. Now!" Seraph most likely knew this was directed at him and his fish friend and began to follow pamela. Not exactly right away though, Seraph noticed a few bottles of beers left on the marines tables, some were not even open. He began to swipe them, he also noticed how his small was of beli had been ignored and picked back up without notice. He wondered if he should steal any other left behind possesions, blame it on the booze would be the best option, however there was no time so he just began to follow pamela. "The nearest place to go would be my shop." Seraph didn't seem too suprised as owning a shop wouldn't be that common. "So what kind of shop is this? is it a..." Seraph knew he shouldn't complete that sentence, he might become severly pummeled if he did. "Uh, nevermind." Seraph hastily added. "HEY NANT YOU FOLLOWING US OR NOT!" Seraph shouted as he ran hoping for a reply from the somewhat dazed fishman. |
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| WolfZ | May 12 2010, 12:18 PM Post #32 |
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"HEY NANT YOU FOLLOWING US OR NOT!" Like lightning from clear sky, Seraph's voice rang in Mooray's head. Within couple of seconds, fishman returned into reality from maze of memories. He knew well that this was not a good time and place to black out, but he could not help it, his soul was still staggering from recent events. Nantengo, for the last time looked at bar, two marines laying on the floor with blood marks on their foreheads - yes, his work here was done. Fishman ran after Pamela and marksman into dark street of Logue town, the sun has already set down and number of people compared with day was greatly cut down. Nantengo followed both his new found friends from behind, trying not to fall behind too far and not to get lost. Edited by WolfZ, May 12 2010, 12:19 PM.
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| NightmarexSugiru | May 12 2010, 01:40 PM Post #33 |
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After they left, a minute passed before a huddle of marines cleaned up the place and took the barkeeper for questioning. Anyone who was there were arrested, and killed if they resisted. Barlow Tam was sick. It was almost nothing more than a stomach ache now, but this wouldn't have happened if his lacky didn't get the vials switched up! Who does that? Barlow got angrier and angrier while he was being carried back to base. He shouldn't have any screw ups in his group! He'll think about killing the stupid man later, for now, he was aiming to capture that wooden girl. Yes, that wooden gal. She was the one who made fun of his god! SHE WILL PAY DEARLY!...but he hadn't the energy to do anything... Green vial one was supposed to turn him into a super human...Green vial two brings him back to normal. Green vial two was only for that sole purpose. If he drank it alone without mixing number one first, he'd pass out from the after effects...which was shown earlier. Barlow thought up a couple of plans in order of flushing the group out. "Hm...do they have any family members...? Hm..." Barlow told one of his spies to research the one called "Pamela", and see if she has any family in loguetown. Around night time, the spy came back, and told Barlow of a child called "Jade". Barlow was ready for a fight now with his stomach ache gone. "Hehehe...this is quite a coincidence! We shall hold her brother as a hostage, and set him up for a crime...BRILLIANT! KUWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA~" Barlow grasped some vials and left with a couple of his special marines, and onward to the townhall. Edited by NightmarexSugiru, May 12 2010, 06:46 PM.
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| Schrodinger | May 12 2010, 01:47 PM Post #34 |
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Pamela gave Seraph a steely look, but just kept walking, untill they reached a shop...it was a wide two story building, of extremely sturdy construction. Pamela took out a key ring and one by one, unlocked a seiries of ever increasingly large locks on the door. apparently, she liked her privacy. Walking in, there was a large reception desk, and a door behind it leading into the rest of the building. "Be happy, this is the first time anyone but me has gone past the desk." she said calmly. The back room, in its own right, was incredible. Everywhere there lay wooden and metal contraptions, as well as what could only be boat hulls....the room was not divided into two floors, but rather, the cieling streatched up for many feet....it was a ship workshop. In one corner there was another door, but it had a padlock on it. Pamela motioned to a couple of chairs strewn around in various places... "Sit somewhere...or dont." She said with a wave of her hand. She herself slumped back in a leather backed chair, and took a good look at the other two.... "So...as we never really got properly introduced, who the hell are you people?" she asked testily. |
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| Beat | May 12 2010, 02:01 PM Post #35 |
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As Seraph approched the large building, there was a vast array of locks being unlocked one by one by Pamela. Seraph wondered what kind of strange contraptions this frightful woman had in this "shop". "Be happy, this is the first time anyone but me has gone past the desk." , she might be hiding something Seraph thought, but upon closer inspection it looked nothing like he had imagined. Relitivly normal, a place for a shipwright one might suppose. Hell any fool could tell that there was boat hulls inside. Seraph wondered if he should touch anything but then he remembered the slight pummeling he had recently recieved so kept his fidling to his pistols. Both he and Nantengo were asked if they wanted to sit down or not, Seraph slumped down to the floor. "So...as we never really got properly introduced, who the hell are you people?" Pamela asked both of the only men currently in the room. Seraph took three bottles of beer he had stolen and slid one to Nantengo and tossed another to Pamela. "I'm Seraph Korp, a marksman and an inventor of some sorts, and my friend here, well I suppose he can explain himself" Seraph cracked open his beer and and began to chug it down. |
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| WolfZ | May 12 2010, 02:26 PM Post #36 |
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The night sky was clouded a bit, but you could still see some stars shining down. But Dakelth did not have time to observe sky better, not even to see the Will of Nature - the brightest star in celestial sphere. The journey did not took long and three runaways were standing in front of Pamela's house. Nantengo has never before been in human house, at least doesn't remember. First thing, before entering, fishman cleaned his feet, as he was walking barefooted all day and they were dirty. Second, once he set foot over threshold, Mooray bowed down, whispered something to himself and spread his hands wide blessing house with prosperity and happiness. He felt proud and happy that he could help the owner of this building. But nothing could have prepared him for what he would see in other room. At first, as he entered Pamela's workplace, his attention was focused onto battle, which Seraph gave him. Smelling it mistrustful, fishman saw ship hulls. He put down flask, and with watery eyes and voice hugged wooden ship's carcass. "WHY!?!? why do you people don't consider the feelings of other beings and kill them like murders?!? What have they done to you?! Trees are innocent, many spirits seek shelter in them... why....." Nantengo would fall on his knees still holding his palms on wood leaving red hand print on it, his neck would expand and nose would touch the floor. He would then silently start reciting another prayer for dead trees. Small tears would drop from on dry sawdusts. |
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| Schrodinger | May 12 2010, 03:01 PM Post #37 |
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Pamela nodded at serah, and then looked over at The fishman.... "Um....." she said, with a look of complete unbelieving amusement. "Trees grow back, and if you havent noticed, most people use them to make things." Pamela said. "I should know." she said with a sigh... "Stop staining my hull." she said as an after thought. Theres a sink in the back there." she said, jerking her thumb at a basin sink in the back of the room. "Go wash the blood off you." She said....oddly enough, the blood seemed to have simply dripped off her, without clinging, as though she was made of....well, varnished wood. "Anyway. You, marksman guy." she said flatly. "Why are you here?" he asked "In lougetown" she clarified. She was more curious than interested, and to some degree, was hoping she would hear some far fetched story, if only so she could make fun of it. |
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| WolfZ | May 12 2010, 04:13 PM Post #38 |
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"Heartless... humans... they don't understand anything... all they care is their wealthy being in this world and what they... leave after death is not their problem!" Fishman felt furious, he stood up, smeared his both hands into blood stain on his pants and started to paint on ship's hull tribal funeral round markings. He felt passionate when performing this task, he knew well that he painted with humans blood, there was too much killing in this world, but he did not knew a better way how to stop violence without using force. What he was going to say next to Pamela, is going to take a lot of courage and determination. But, it has to be done and without using violence. Heh, he knew well from what this woman was made of and that she knew how to fight, probably even better then he, but that is not going to stop him. No, he is going to look straight into her eyes and say everything he thinks, no matter what are consequences. Nantengo soon finished his work with ship's carcass and slowly walked towards Pamela with his fist clenched: "Is it also 'OKAY' to kill people too, as they are born everyday? No, as people have 'souls' and trees don't? That so funny, have you ever tried to speak with a tree, understand his feelings and emotions? Do you..." spilled out his anger Mooray, but as he got close to Knoxx and looked deep into her eyes, fishman panicked. He quickly turned his face away from shipwright and spoke with calmer voice: "Errrm... next time will want to cut down a tree, allow me to check it first..." Dakelth was probably blushing, maybe it was fear, maybe just strange reaction to her general appearance, but he could not show his weakness. His spirit must be strong and not flutter from weak south wind blows, as he had still great task to be accomplished. Nantendo then sat on floor facing front of ship's hull, with legs crossed and looked at most painful sight today, but day was far from its end. Edited by WolfZ, May 12 2010, 04:17 PM.
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| Schrodinger | May 12 2010, 04:33 PM Post #39 |
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Pamela looked aparaisingly at Nantengo... "You know, your right." she said... "people and trees are a lot alike arent they?" She said, a hint of anger in her voice. "And im fine with cutting down both, if they need to come down. The world is cruel, Get used to it." she said... It was merciless and shocking, but the look in Pamela's eyes showed that she meant what she said. "You may have the luxury of preaching the lives of trees, but the rest of us down here have to do what it takes to survive. If you dont like it, then i invite you to stop me." she said, the cold tone she spoke in was a frank warning...this woman was obviously not someone to trifle with. "On top of that, you screwed up my boat hull." she grumbled. |
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| NightmarexSugiru | May 12 2010, 10:30 PM Post #40 |
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It was nighttime as Barlow and his crew marched down toward city hall. They caused a big commotion, because the boy named Jace wouldn't follow them, but they managed to catch him easily. "Now, tell me where your sister lives, or you'll have the chance to meet god...are we clear?" The boy naturally resisted, but was beaten until he gave a little hint to where the place was. Bloodied up, the boy whimpered out the directions to her whereabouts. Barlow ordered the marines to get a couple of cannons, and was on his way to the unsuspecting shop. Before he was in sight, however, he drank a vial of Green number one, and his muscles expanded tremendously. You wouldn't suspect he was the old Barlow Tam by appearance! Barlow grabbed the cannon that the marines were pushing, and took it as a hand gun. One of the marines surrounding Barlow yelled, "HEY, EVERYONE COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY, WE SHALL TAKE THIS BOY AND EXECUTE HIM FOR BEING WITH A PIRATE! IF YOU STILL DON'T COOPERATE, WE'LL BE FORCED TO USE...WELL, FORCE!!!" The marines got ready for the group's response, and hopefully, they complied with them. None of them wanted to die, but not following Barlow's orders would be just plain crazy! Barlow waited quiet too long, and his anger led him to shoot a warning cannon ball at the shop. The cannon ball pierced the shop's top front area, and some debris crumbled around it. "This is your last warning, either surrender, or die!" |
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| Beat | May 13 2010, 07:50 AM Post #41 |
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Seraph saw that pamela was telling Nantengo not to stain the hull, Pamela her self had a little bloody so she had no right to question anyone else "staining" the place. It was probably for the best if he didn't question her actions. "Anyway. You, marksman guy. Why are you here?, in lougetown" Seraph wondered why he even needed to answer, then again he had a strange fishman accompany him and attacked some marines, so he couldn't just assuse she thought he was going out for a friendly drink. "To be honest, today isn't how I planned it, I just came to that part of loguetown to get drunk with my new buddy" Seraph then stared at the almost untouched bottle of beer he had slid to Nantengo. "But from the looks of it I don't think he likes alchohol, So besides getting attacked by you that Barlow guy came into the bar, a huge prick if you ask me, and he has a weird laugh to boot.". Seraph then glared at his fishman friend acting very strangely around the hull of a ship. Both Nantengo and Pamela began a small argument about the use of trees or something, Seraph silently swiped Nantengos barely touched beer and secured the top with a bullet he pulled out of his jacket. The bottle had been moved into Seraphs jacket comepletly unnoticed. He noticed Nantengo had a strange expression on his face like he had just had done something embarrasing, Seraph looked at the tribal markings Nant had left on a ship hull and was tempted to say "Good Job!" but he lacked the enthusiasm Just then voices could be heard from outside, not being so sure about who these people might be, Seraph drawed and loaded his pistols. "HEY, EVERYONE COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! IF YOU DO NOT COMPLY, WE SHALL TAKE THIS BOY AND EXECUTE HIM FOR BEING WITH A PIRATE! IF YOU STILL DON'T COOPERATE, WE'LL BE FORCED TO USE...WELL, FORCE!!!" Seraph tried to piece all the current information together, people who are going to execute people for being pirates? Most likely marines. They said they had a boy, Seraph had no relatives in Loguetown, most probabaly because most of them are dead. Nantengo is a fishman and there is hardly any fishmen in this town. A relative of Pamela, most likely. If they found this location it must of been from one of her relatives. But marines, one voice rang through Seraphs head, Barlow Tam. A canon firing pierced the regular conversation sharply, a large hole was made from a canon ball that was shot at the shop around about the top area. "This is your last warning, either surrender, or die!" . Yeah, definatly Barlow. Edited by Beat, May 13 2010, 12:07 PM.
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| WolfZ | May 14 2010, 02:57 PM Post #42 |
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As explosion made new entrance into Pamela's workshop, fishman flinched. This was a moment of peace, moment of mourning and any racket was intolerable, though now unavoidable. Mooray slowly stood up and looked at debris in first room. "Destruction and chaos is the only thing humans can bring to this world... tsk tsk" He looked at Seraph, then at Pamela and smiled: "You two are good people, leave your fake ways of living and greet Spirits of Nature into your hearts... I hope we will meet in someday..." Without looking back, Nantengo passed reception, which was in big mess, slowly walked into the street and faced the marines. He looked into eyes of every one of them, as he fixed his attention to Barlow, who had changed completely, but his eyes and soul were still the same. "I come in peace. This is some sort of misunderstanding, release the innocent human child. I give up, no need to use violence and cause more destruction. The Great Spirits of Nature shall forgive you all, as they are all mighty!" And there he was, standing in front of group of marines, completely unarmed, unprepared and alone. He still had a long road ahead of him, but he had to test one theory. And it required faithful fishman to get near death as close as possible, but is it really worth it? |
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| NightmarexSugiru | May 16 2010, 04:07 PM Post #43 |
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Spoiler: click to toggle "Heh...HEH...KUWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA~!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, a mere fishman, think you can stop death's priest with just a mere wimpy "I come in peace" Speech? Who the hell do you think you are?!!?" Barlow's men pick up a rather large cannon ball, and puts it in the cannon. He aims the cannon at the fishman, smiling with a crazed look upon his face. He slashes the match at the rope trigger, and sets it on fire, ready to blow this fishman away. "TIME TO MEET LORD DEATH, MAY HE SHOWER PITY OVER YOUR WEAK SOUL!!!!!!!!!" The cannon fires, releasing the cannonball at neck-braking speed. It looks like there's no turning back for the fishman known as Delkath. Let his name be known throughout history as a kind hearted pedestrian. SUDDENLY!!! A fast blur of shadow runs at the fishman at almost cat-like speed. He managed to hit the weird fishman out of the way just in time. "Are you alright? You seem just fine...you'd better be glad I was here!" The voice of the shadowy figure said. He seemed wounded, probably because of the neck breaking speed and ramming someone. No, it was more serious than that. He was hit by the cannonball! Who would sacrifice their own life for someone he didn't even know? The mysterious man said "Sorry, I can't give you my name, but would you please get back in the shop? We'll be much safer there, and we could make a barricade." Clutching his wounded side, blood leaked from his rib cage. The mysterious man had all black on, aside from his grey mask. His clothes were tight fitted, and looked like a ninja's. "Wh-who in the hell...?" Barlow was amazed, experiencing the mysterious man's speed with his own eyes. "G-GET THEM BEFORE THEY FALL BACK!!!" Barlow roared at the marines. He was still dumbfounded on who this new man was, and assumed it was just another of their allies. "Who are these guys? First, they pick a fight with me, and then this? I shouldn't underestimate them anymore...no...I should give it all I've got! Lord Death wouldn't forgive me if I didn't!!! HEH...KUWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA~!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Barlow throws the cannon down and charges at the two with a monstrous aura over him. "Ack...he's coming! We should hurry inside, NOW!" The mysterious man runs inside the building, moving furniture and the like at the door, attempting to barricade it. |
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| WolfZ | May 18 2010, 08:46 AM Post #44 |
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Dakelth did not move even a muscle as Barlow spoke and his men prepared cannonball. He took deep breath and shouted: "Great Spirits of Nature are stronger then your weak demigod of death!!!" And there he stood, rooted into ground, completely putting faith into his deities to save him from foul men. The cannon ball was shot. Life passed in front of his eyes in mere seconds. Did Spirits really abandoned their servant? Mooray did not had time to hesitate as stranger shielded him from explosion. Fishman was speechless, was this person send by Spirits to help him in his task? Definitely! Nantengo quickly stood up and ran into Pamela's shop, building up barricades could have been a good idea, but Nantengo doubted that it could stop beast like Barlow. Without wasting time doctor took out his pain killing gel and smeared into his left palm. "Please, stranger, I need to take care of your wound. You are in pain, I can see it. This will lessen pain." Fishman slowly came towards "ninja", removed his hand from wound and applied medicine on the wound. "Take it easy... Few seconds and you should feel much better.." |
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| Beat | May 18 2010, 09:54 AM Post #45 |
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"Heh...HEH...KUWAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA~!!!!!!!!!!!!! You, a mere fishman, think you can stop death's priest with just a mere wimpy "I come in peace" Speech? Who the hell do you think you are?!!?" Seraph had done some thinking, if he was going to fight against barlow, he can simply not be hit by that canon, his ribs would snap and that would not be very good (unless he somehow could sue Barlow, but for now his ribs must remain unscaved). Seraph saw that Nantengo was standing in the direct firing range of the canon. The urge to force his palm onto his forehead was overwhelming his entire body, there wasn't any time for dwelling on Nantengos stupid idea, Seraph had no idea of the physiciology of a fishman, he would probably guess getting hit with a canon ball would hurt like hell. "Nantengo, you stupid motherfu.." The canon was fired and Nantengo would pretty much bo destroyed. Just then a blur appeared, obviously it wasn't really a blur, it was a person. In a matter of seconds Nantengo had been swept away before Seraph could even finish his sentence. The man looked somewhat like a ninja, Seraph had saw many a pirate in loguetown, But never a ninja. The man had been seriously wounded by the canon that would of probably hit Nantengo, Seraph was suprised that he even survived a hit like that. Nantengo applied some sort of painkiller onto the mans wound, Seraph pieced together this new information. Nantengo had these painkillers and most fishmen or even humans don't walk around all day with painkillers. Chances were Nantengo was some kind of doctor, hell he even tried to help some guy at the bar. A doctor would be the first conclusion, however Seraph would not have time to investigate further as he had to deal with Barlow himself. Barlow had already fired the canon so it would take some time to load it again, this was the perfect opertunity for Seraph to strike. It felt like the alchohol was wearing off, just in time too. Pistols readied in his hands he himself was completly prepared. He took cover in a location right besides the reception door, which had fairly well baricaded, would not alter his shot though. Peering out he saw Barlow, a few marines, probably is lackeys but some seemed more scientist like. Knowing Barlow would probably of had prepared some kind of plan if these guys were around, eliminating some would probably be a good option. Guns loaded, he took aim at two marine scientists. Just as he sqeezed the trigger he thought to himself "This time, I wont miss". |
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