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Interplanetarypurplythorny Rust
Topic Started: Oct 28 2012, 11:27 PM (2,574 Views)
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After surveying his hand for a few seconds, Randy looked over towards Lelouch, who was surveying his own cards and formulating a strategy, or to be accurate: he was thinking of what counter-strategies he would have to formulate. Once he figured out his opening moves, Randy began to move. "First, I'll set two cards face down," he said as he did exactly that action, placing two cards into slots on his duel disk. "I'll end my turn by placing a monster face down and in defense mode." The man set a card in a sideways position and down on one of the five spaces on top of the disk.

"Pfft-haha!? I thought I was supposed to get ready to part with my card? You come at me with such a weak move to take my card?" Lelouch sighed to stop his uproarious laughter from getting too out of control. A great deal of them workers in the furnace room had stopped doing whatever work that they were engaged in to watch the two men duke it out by using the world's oldest and most manly method: children's card games. Placing his rather thin pointer and index finger over the topmost card on his deck, the duelist in white smirked. "I suppose I'll just have to teach you how true dueling is done."

In a flamboyant fashion, the top card of the aristocrat's deck was plucked away. Viewing his newly drawn card, the lanky duelist sighed. This sigh wasn't because the card drawn was terrible or anything, the young man sighed because he felt that this match was going to be way too easy for him. Instead of placing his newly drawn card into his hand with his other cards, Lelouch instead turned it around and revealed the card to his opponent. "Your prayers. Say them." Lelouch haughtily suggested as he pulled the card back and inserted it into the graveyard spot of his duel disk. "I activate Heavy Storm!" The wealthy young man exclaimed.

((Heavy Storm allows you to destroy all spell and traps on the field))

Lelouch's body began glowing a pale blue, gathering odd looks from everyone in the room. "What the hell is going on?" "Are they seriously playing card games in the middle of a furnace room?" "Nerds, lol." A tornado spawned from the lanky body of the one who activated the card. This tornado was pale blue, the same shade blue that Lelouch had been 'glowing' moments before, and about eight feet in height. He had the cyclone of poison do one revolution around him, sending it by the workers to frighten them, and then sent it in the direction of his opponent. "Obliterate his face down traps!" the aristocrat called out with his hand open and fingers pointing forward in a dramatic pose. Randy took a step backwards and gaped at the whirling poison heading towards him. "I-I-I-Is this special effects?! I thought they only had those in the manga!?" "Nope! This is all real life!"

Gulping as the blue tornado closed in on him, Randy quickly pulled one of the two face down cards from within a slot in his duel disk and held it up. "I activate Starlight Road!" the man called in a very high voice, fearing that his death was imminent. As soon as what Randy said penetrated Lelouch's ears, the latter dispersed the tornado. "Shit," he mumbled to himself as gritted his teeth. The duelist in white could do nothing as he watched his opponent negate such a powerful play and summon up a Stardust Dragon in addition to negating the Heavy Storm. "It looks like you played right into my hands, chump." Randy snapped as he pulled Stardust from the extra deck and slammed it down onto an empty slot and vertically for attack mode.

Stardust Dragon
L8
2500/2000


((Starlight Road negates cards that have an effect of destroying two or more cards on the field. The player may summon a Stardust Dragon afterwards))

With Stardust on the field blocking his path for an attack, Lelouch went into Plan B. "I'll summon up one Poison Zombie in attack mode and place one card face down. That'll be all for now," the young man declared with a rather somber tone, contrasting with attitude from mere moments before. Using his poison, Lelouch made two constructs in front of himself; one was in the shape of a gray, decaying human being(tl;dr a zombie) that stood at about four feet in height and the other resembled a larger version of the back of a Duelmon card, brown in color with a black oval at the center, sitting right behind the zombie. Both were connected to him by a thin strand of poison.

Poison Zombie
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1000/500


"That thing you're doing to make your cards look real... It's interesting. I want that too for when I win and take your card. Deal?" Randy complimented and asked as he drew a card to start his turn. "Don't get too cocky, bastard. This is far from over."

Randy: 4000 LP
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Lelouch: 4000 LP



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A lit cigarette was thrown on the ground and quickly stomped out. "Alright, we've been waiting around too long, lets find this Lelouch fucker and bring him in to the boss," a man, presumably the leader of the small group of black suited men said. The other four men and one woman all looked at the man with slight grimaces. "We's been here waitin' on you's to finish smokin' ya idiot!" The smallest man replied, stomping his feet at the smoker. "Oh... my bad. Let's go to Cango and see if we can get more info on him... And to fucking kill whoever is playing that shitty pop punk music! That band hasn't been good in four years!" The men in black suits moved in on the village to find Lelouch and snuff out the source of that catchy/annoying music.

I Drew This Too
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A pinch of scepticism was necessary in the assassin trade.

Tales were whispered among the league, of killers falling to grim deaths for being too careless or trusting of their surroundings. The most memorable of these stories for the impressionable young lady was the demise of the rooftop archer; his work as his title would suggest was performed from building tops with a bow and arrow. The legendary figure was precise in everything he did and yet grew complacent as age beset upon him, his final perch falling away beneath his feet and leaving him to plummet into a tank of flamingosharks. If he had only paid more attention, he would have noticed how poorly constructed the spire he opted to shoot from was and not been torn to pieces by razor sharp beaks.

As the influential rhythm started to make her hips rock from side to side, Beatrix suddenly realised that this might very well be her own perch above flamingoshark infested waters.

“Too soon…” The Nohzer declared quietly, seizing her swaying rump and resisting the urge to boogie on the spot. Her mood switched upon realising the potential threat in the situation, previously she had dismissed these musicians as something to look into if she had the time; yet having barely resisted the charm of their music, she realised that they were her new priority.

The Triceratops she was meant to retrieve was under their spell after all, miraculously performing split dancing routines that would make a ballroom judge blush amongst the rows of frolicking men in suits. If only she had not lost the beast’s whistle! Lelouch had entrusted the item to her in the smelting factory, but only moments later she must have lost it when the cloud of dust assaulted her. The assassin had only noticed the missing whistle upon arriving at Cango Village... It was not essential to her task as the nobleman might have believed. Though her charm had been ineffective on Lelouch for reasons she could not quite fathom, Beatrix remained confident in her charismatic persona and was convinced she could befriend animals easily enough.

Just not when they were swaying so dangerously! The Nohzer winced as the dancing Triceratops knocked another of her suited companions for six as she attempted a daring pirouette. She hardly cared for the suited men, despite their brighter outlook on life than their compatriots back at the smelting plant, but too many careless moves by the Triceratops could quickly see them turn upon her!

So time was of the essence, and fortunately Beatrix was a good tracker. The noise was loudest in the square due to the speakers cleverly disguised amongst the rusty ornaments and walls of the village but a keen eye could spy the cables connecting them all. Keeping to her habits, the assassin darted from roof top to roof top in pursuit of the cables till she arrived upon a rusty studio no more than two blocks away.

As she arrived, Beatrix realised her intuitive method of locating the music makers was nought. Already many dancers had gathered outside to enjoy the performance live, granting a respectable amount of space for the band to perform on the steps of the building. Perhaps the music commanded them not to get too close, though the two fierce looking females probably had something to do with it too; one holding an angry severed cathead, the other a bright red sword. The performers themselves did not actually have instruments, yet they air mimed the entire piece so convincingly that their spectators appeared oblivious to the stereo the ‘lead singer’ was hiding behind his obnoxiously large head.

And was that a sheep in a coat?!


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((btw grader-kun, I'm making up some of these cards as I go))

Lelouch went back to the drawing board, analyzing his hand great scrutiny instead of watching his opponent draw his card and make his move. There were now three cards in his hand; he played two last turn and set one, leaving him with three to make a potential play from on his next turn. He was most likely going to draw another card, since that's what was done at the start of every turn. But with effects to skip draw phases and the chance of a dead draw, he figured it'd be best to make a plan using what resources were available to him at this exact moment in time.

After he was done coming up with some sort of strategy, Lelouch tuned back in to the match. "I'll start by summoning Scrap Beast!" Randy called out as he placed the card in a vertical position on his mon holder. The aristocrat pulled his hand holding his cards up to his mouth and yawned; half because he needed to yawn, half to show his opponent that he wasn't scared of the lame moves that were being made. "You aren't going to be yawning for too long, pal! I'll flip my face down monster into attack mode! Scrap Chimera!" With a flick of the wrist, the horizontal face down card was changed to a face up vertical position. The pale aristocrat gritted his teeth, as he had a good idea of what was coming.

"I'll go into the battle phase now," Randy said with a large grin on his face.

Stardust Dragon
L8
2500/2000

Scrap Beast
L4
1600/1300

Scrap Chimera
L4
1700/500

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Poison Zombie
L3
1000/500




Cango Village

The band winded down one song and began prepping to do Chiisu's favorite song, My Year in Lists. The triceratops nibbled on the peanuts that were scattered around on the ground and left by her master, Lelouch. Each peanut had traces of the young man's majestic scent, which the dinosaur loved so much. The dino blushed beneath her scales as she happily chewed on several peanuts. meters away from the feasting dinosuar, the small group of 'elite' men + woman in black suits arrived in Cango Village in disbelief.

"What the fuck are these guys even doing?" The leader, whom had spiky blond hair, said as he watched all of his subordinates palling around in a happy-go-lucky sort of way. Confused and slightly angered, the man grabbed the nearest goon by his collar and lifted him off of his feet. "What the fuck are you guys all doing? You're beaten up to hell, but you look like you're having the time of your lives. This is collection day, motherfucker!" The goon kicked his feet around and tried to wiggle away, but nothing helped loosen his superior's grip. "It's the music, man- the music. You can't resist the happy melodies. They have a fucking xylophone, man! A FUCKING XYLO-" The black suited goon was dropped and fell on his ass before he could complete what he was saying.

"I bet you guys didn't even find any info on the guys that're terrorizing our members, huh? Do you just not give a shit about your comrades?" The thug sitting on the ground looked up in thought for a second before remembering crucial information. "Nah, we saw them. Something weird happened though. A guy in white and a really dirty dude that came with the triceratops." The senior thug's eyes widened in fury as he looked over at the triceratops. "We fucking passed them on the way here! Fuck! You three stay behind to kill and butcher that triceratops. Kae-Lyn, please go find the sorce of that shitty music and kill it! After that, get all of these slackers back in line! Do-Heun, you come with me to the smelting plant to take those fuckers out." The blonde leader and the largest guy headed back towards the tram station, the pantless female headed off to find the music and the other three headed towards Chiisu.



"I Attack with Stardust Dragon!" Randy declared by pointing at the replica monster created by Lelouch. The Poison Zombie burst crumbled into a puddle, making the controller of said monster sigh slightly. "WHAT? IS THIS DUEL OVER ALREADY!? YOUR LIFE POINTS ARE DONE FOR! I ATTA-" A loud chuckled interrupted the blue-shirted man's second attack declaration. "You fool! Don't you know that when you try to kill a zombie you have to go for the head? I activate Poison Zombie's special ability!" the terrorist exclaimed as the puddle formerly known as Poison Zombie started slowly reforming. "When it's destroyed by battle, I can pay five hundred life points to special summon it back to the field."

Randy attacked twice more, draining Lelouch's life points by five hundred more with each attack. "Now that we're in the main phase two, we're going to really get things started!" After pulling his two level four cards off of the duel disk and placing them into the graveyard, he grabbed a new card from his extra deck, which was located in a slot beneath the main deck. "You wanted my rare card?! WELL, HERE IT IS! I TUNE MY LEVEL FOUR SCRAP BEAST WITH MY LEVEL FOUR SCRAP CHIMERA TO CREATE SCRAP DRAGON! RISE FROM THE RUSTY ASHES TO DECIMATE MY OPPONENT!" The card was played in attack mode when summoned onto the field.

Lelouch stepped back after Randy had slammed the card down on his mon holder. It was obvious that the man wielding the card couldn't tell, but the card seemed to exude a particularly strong aura. "W-what?" The young man had only ever felt such an aura from two cards, and those two cards happened to be in his possession.

"What's its effect?" Lelouch inquired with an audible gulp. The middle-aged duelist smiled and picked up the face down card in his magic-slot. "Simple. By destroying one of the cards on my field, I can destroy yours," he said as he deposited the card he had picked up into the graveyard. "Your face down. Finished." The replica card that occupied the space behind Poison Zombie burst. Lelouch then reluctantly deposited the card into the graveyard slot of his mon holder. "It looks like you're done for... What was your name? I don't even think you told me."

The young man in white placed his hand on the top of his deck and stared down at his cards for a few brief seconds. "It's Lelouch... Lelouch di Berlitz! The man that will be the new owner of Scrap Dragon!" The lanky duelist exclaimed as he pulled off the card on the top his deck to start his turn. After looking at his newly drawn card and comparing it with the rest of his hand, Lelouch's lips perked up slightly. "Brace yourself, Randy; my counterattack is about to destroy you!"

Randy: 4000 LP
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Lelouch: 1000 LP
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Having finally composed himself, Quasar dragged himself along the catwalk, in search of direction and attention. It was subdued, but somewhere, he could hear sounds... Tilting his head, he put forth his good ear and searched once again. Yep, definitely some sound action going up in this bitch. Smirking as his efforts were rewarded, he confidently continued forward. "I save you daddy lol!” "What the lol?!" Eyes wide as what appeared to be an apparition of dust descending upon him, he could only scream as the wave passed over him, dirtying up even more than usual. The strange wind swept up his sword and carried it off into the distance, where an abrupt scream could be heard.

Fearing for the worst, the dirty boy struggled as fast as his bound limbs would allow, eventually reaching his destination after much effort and time. Dirt and blood was splattered everywhere, including ontop of the two figures who had been in the area: A funny looking kid and a mild looking old man. The abomination that he had encountered before was no where to be found. The old man had a sword protruding from his gut. His sword. Gasping, he attempted to draw his hands to his mouth in surprise, proper protocol for such a situation. "I am so sorry lol..." Fumbling with his words, he attempted to convey his condolences while trying to explain the situation. "There was.. lol... sorry... Dust cloud... took sword... got fucking did yo.. lol..."

A solitary crocodile tear trailed down his cheek, making mud. It was a strange feeling, killing someone indirectly by having your sword flung through them by a strange passing of wind. Hanging his head, he attempted to initiate a moment of silence as the old man gurgled and gargled incoherently (at least to him, his ears were totally clogged full of random crap from the days adventure).
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These guys were too strange! How could anyone succumb to their melody after seeing them in person?! From her short time on Rust Pit Island, Beatrix had gathered that the men in suits were some sort of shady law enforcement that went around collecting money from the locals, yet they were all shamelessly dancing in front of a freak show! One of them was even wearing a pirate hat! She doubted this lot could really be a pirate crew, but still it was a bad image to…



The flag of a ship in the bay…

No, that was impossible! It could not possibly belong to-


why


They’re pirates?!” Beatrix blurted in disbelief, only the catchy tunes being mimed by the pirate band masking her from discovery. “N-no way… how far did I drop in the order? I was executing cold blooded criminals a month ago, now I have to babysit some pervert noble and deal with these weirdoes? How can they even claim to be pirates?!”

The assassin caught her breath before whining some more, the utterly embarrassing circumstances of her fall from grace only just being realised. She dropped down onto her behind on the roof, drawing her legs close and rocking in dismay on the tiles until her frantic mood passed. She was meant to silence them for the triceratops’s sake but she did not want such weak blood on her hands… maybe… maybe she could just go back to the Whamadoodle and curl up in bed with a bowl of blueberry ice cream…?

“Uwh, who’s that?”

The intervention of another was enough to shake the Nohzer from her less than professional mind set. So dismayed by her predicament, the assassin had not noticed the arrival of the pantless female until her legs were coiled around the head of the red sword wielding groupie. With a mere twist of her hips, the groupie’s neck was snapped and suddenly the assailant was onto the other female bodyguard, effortlessly sidestepping the angry cathead before sending her opponent’s head flying with a single high kick.

In times of bloodshed, Beatrix knew how to react. From her rear into a low crouch, the hidden female observed the assailant from her perch; a thin smile spreading from cheek to cheek. Fortune had taken her side and sent some scantily clad lady to kill the joke pirates for her, perhaps it would also send some floosy to go mount the pervert too and save her the effort? Speaking of Lelouch…

“Three.”

The assassin vanished from her perch, appearing on the opposing building and darting along the length of it towards the area the triceratops was dancing in. It would be overly greedy to wish for all her problems to be dealt with by others, besides she did not quite trust the look on the faces of the three suited goons approaching the dinosaur. Much too menacing. Her quick feet reached the edge of rooftop and then she leapt, soaring into the air above the trio with a single hand fiddling at the satchel on her belt.

A needle between each finger, a delicate prod from each into the red liquid capsule beside the satchel and then, with a flick of her wrist they flew down towards the three goons. It was an efficient way to deal with the approaching men and a good opportunity to experiment, the minx decided as she landed on the back of the triceratops. What effect would Firebrand have when administered to the crown?

Three volcanoes seemed like an accurate hypothesis.

"Yip, yip!" Beatrix instructed, kicking her heels into the sides of the dinosaur. Hopefully with the deterent of the music gone, the creature would have the sense to flee. They did not have to hang around to see if her hypothesis was correct.


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With a nod, Lelouch added the newly drawn card in with the other cards in his left hand which brought his grand total of cards to four. The smirk on the young man's face ceased to vanish, despite being opposed by two very strong monsters. "Stardust Dragon, being summoned through Starlight Road, is semi-nomi; meaning Randy can only use its effect once and it won't return from the graveyard afterwards. I'll have to get him to use that so I'll only have to deal with Scrap Dragon." The aristocrat fingered his newly drawn card for a few seconds before finally pulling it from his hand and holding it up, backside of the card to his opponent.

Lelouch flipped the card and then proceeded to call its name out. It was a name that most duelists loathed when on the opposite side of the field; "Dark Hole," he said after the card was in full view of his opponent. The card had the nasty effect of clearing the whole field in one fell swoop. Whether or not his opponent chose to negate the effect of Dark Hole had no effect on his plan's outcome. Actually, not negating the card would give Lelouch victory before the turn ended. Sighing, Randy picked up his Stardust Dragon and placed it into the graveyard. "I negate Dark Hole's effect," the middle aged man reluctantly and weakly voiced. Laughter erupted from the young man in white as he deposited his Dark Hole card into the graveyard. "It's over for you!"

Picking another card from his left hand, the supposed terrorist slammed it down onto the mon holder vertically. "I summon Witch of the Poison Swamp in attack mode!" The aristocrat began glowing purple and then secreted a few gallons of similarly colored purple poison. The poison collected to the right of the Poison Zombie stand-in and began forming into the figure as shown on the card, though less detailed. It was of similar height to the other construct that Lelouch had formed using poison. It was basically a purple witch with a large dress and a pointy witch hat. "Don't fret, Randy! She won't be staying around too long. You see, I have a different friend who wants to play with you... Well, play might be off. Destroy might be a better word, yes."

Witch of the Poison Swamp
L3
1200/700


Witch of the Poison Swamp was picked up and laid on top of Poison Zombie. The two poison constructs condensed into small orbs and began rising upwards, though they were still attached to Lelouch by a strand of poison. "When two become one! A slumbering power will arise in their place! Short in stature, immense in power, no one shall escape his wrath! Awaken! Be unbound from thine lazy chains and wreak havoc upon my enemies! I summon Acid Golem: Burnedalive!" The young man pulled a card from his extra deck and held it up into the air. Just as he was about to begin secreting poison to make the construct of the monster, he noticed that something was off. Yes, very off. Randy had a sword in his torso and as bleed profusely.

Something near the aristocrat's person was making incoherent noise. Turning to look down onto the ground, an unbelievably dirty street urchin laid there hanging his head. It was then that he noticed blood on his pristine white outfit as well. "You... you dared to interrupt my duel?! You insignificant-!" Lelouch's voice cut off as he began producing several gallons of poison which flooded the immediate area. As the poison was produced, it began forming into a large structure. First the legs were created, then the torso and arms, and then what looked like a head. The poison construct towered over top the young man in white; it's head even hit the ceiling before it stopped growing in height. Once finished being constructed, a purple-colored 'steam' emanated from the golem and produced very low sizzling sounds.

The area of the ceiling that was blocking the golem's head began melting and crumbling. With two one push of both of its giant hands, the poison construct broke through the ceiling. Lelouch raised his hand and then swiftly brought it down as though he was banging a gavel. The golem brought down both of its hands, destroying the rest of the ceiling in the furnace room and making a heft impact onto the floor, which looked more melted than dented. The golem then flung it's arm to knock over the burning furnaces and other machinery around. The aristocrat then turned his attention to the dirty thing lying on the floor. "You!" he hollered our as his construct moved to punt the filthy bug. Before he could confirm the hit, someone else had barged into the room.

Two men in black suits stood in the doorway to the room. "Are you the fucker that's been causing trouble for us?!" the larger guy yelled out. Lelouch didn't say anything, he just made his monster punch a hole in the ground. The men moved forward as the workers all did their best to escape the room before they were either melted from the acidic poison or killed by the falling and burning machinery. "We'll take that as a yes! You'll pay your debt to the Kirdoffs by paying in blood!" The spiky haired blond called out as both men hunched over. They looked like they were about to take a massive shit with their straining and grunting, but they were instead changing colors and growing larger.

The terrorist shrugged and the golem slammed its fists down on both men, flattening them out onto the ground. This action was repeated several times until both men were in the middle of a crater, face down and riddled with burns across the back of their bodies. "B-b-but I have one hundred SD! I ate a devil fruit! I broke the fifty SD barrier too!" the leader with blond hair weakly called out before getting pummelled further into the ground by another giant fist. Lelouch scoffed before turning around and walking over to his dying opponent, that is, if he wasn't dead already.

"I'm sorry our duel was interrupted... I still want your card though," Lelouch said coldly while holding his hand out. "I was going to win it anyway, obviously." The figuring towering above him was dripping it's acidic poison onto Randy's body, causing the dying man even more pain. Noticing the sword was still in him, Lelouch used the giant to pull it out and tossed it somewhere far off. Fuck if he cared about that poorly crafted garbage. Blood spurted from Randy's wounds and mouth once the sword was out. He struggled to hand his card to Lelouch before finally dying. "You should be honored, your last act was to strengthen the arsenal of a future Great. Ascend to the heavens, now... Unless you were a douchebag in life, then drop to hell."

Still a bit angry, Lelouch decided to keep his golem active while he moved to exit the factory, destroying other rooms and floors as he progressed further.

Burnedalive
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“No, yip! Go!”

That the Triceratops had decided to flip onto its back after being mounted was not according to plan at all. The assassin had been quick enough to slip off the creature before it crushed her, though her expression was still one of dismay as she crouched beside Chiisu’s dopey head. The animal’s tongue was lolling free from its mouth, a queer noise echoing from the depths of its throat that seemed almost mocking in its tone; had the Triceratops somehow gotten drunk off all the music?! She noticed many of the previously dancing suits exhibiting similar symptoms on the floor after the band had been swiftly shut up.

“Maybe this is their true power?” Beatrix wondered out loud as she rested a hand against the side of the dinosaur’s head, her attention switching quickly to the yells of the trio suffering from a different malady. Three needles to two crowns and one eyeball; it seemed one of the senior suits had the awareness to detect her and look up when she had sailed overhead, but not the reflexes to avoid the needle. His screams were the loudest as the poison started to flow and heat up inside them. It was really quite remarkable what a concentrated dosage of Pepperfish could do with a little tampering… only a ruthless mind would think to turn a Hirudin Island delicacy into a torturous toxin but the girl was not ashamed.

“Get up, get up! We need to go!” She urged, dismissing the disabled trio. Mister Lelouch would hardly think good of her if she left his triceratops belly up in the street with a bunch of dance-drunken louts. The Triceratops did not budge despite her pleas, only groaning as the assassin used her superhuman strength to flip Chiisu back on her front. “If I don’t get you to Lelouch, he won’t like me!”

The groan ended abruptly.

As a Nohzer, Beatrix was taught from a young age to detect the slightest change of mood and adapt herself appropriately, such was expected by the gregarious reputation her kind had earned. Yet even a complete social novice would have noticed the change in the air; a cold fire of suspicion and jealousy emanating from the dinosaur draped in maid clothing. Beatrix adapted to a position of retreat as the dinosaur’s muscles tensed, narrowly avoiding the quad-kick that followed where the beast rolled onto its side and lunged with all four legs.

The assassin bit back a sound of surprise as she skidded to a halt a few meters away from the suddenly hostile Triceratops, adopting a vow of silence whilst she deduced the cause of the new symptoms. Her first thought was to blame the music’s aftereffects once more, but when none of the former dancing suits sprung up aggressively she decided that was not it. Perhaps then the Triceratops was one of those individuals know as an aggressive drunkard? Jovial and harmless until they had too much liquid… but did that even apply to over indulgence in dancing?

“Help me!”

Beatrix whirled around when she heard the cry from behind, recognising the voice from the toe-tapping beat that had been silenced moments earlier. She spotted at once the last of the band members crawling towards her, both his legs twisted into unnatural positions and leaking a river of red behind him. Any intent she had to save him vanished when his head burst beneath the boot of the pantless female.

The Nohzer froze, caught between two stares of equally murderous ferocity.


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Nothing but wreckage and acidic sludge lied in Lelouch's wake. After having his golem punch through the entrance, any spot that could view the factory from the front would surely see the gaping hole in the front of the building, perhaps even miles away. Anyways, now freed from the clutches of the factory and on the outside, the aristocrat surveyed his surroundings. The guards that had been on the outside were now taking up defensive stances a few meters away. The confirmed terrorist was not looking at them, however, he was trying to look past them and down at Cango Village. "I told that woman to bring Chiisu! Where the hell is she?" he thought to himself as he noticed the men began to run towards him.

While grumbling something about how women couldn't complete the simplest of tasks, Lelouch had his giant avatar make a sweeping motion with its arm low to the ground. The men in black suits were brushed away like dinner table crumbs... not to mention burned with acidic poison too. With all of them off to the side and out of the minor noble's path, he decided he'd go back down to the village to retrieve the dinosaur and get off of this lame, rusty island. Not wanting to take the long way, the pale, lanky noble proceeded to proceed towards the tram.

Upon arriving, the young man assessed the situation with the help of the nearby peanut gallery. His large Duelmon Monster, easily a few hundred gallons and weighing quite a bit, was definitely not going to fit on the tram. Looking over at the walking path, that was quite a fucking ways down and Lelouch had been on his feet for quite a bit. But then again, if he let the golem dissipate, there was no way he had it in him to create another one for a few hours. Not wanting to be the only on forced to walk, Lelouch di Berlitz performed the most petty, selfish, douchiest course of action he could have taken at that moment.

Controlling the giant figure of poison, Lulu moved it forward to grab onto the tram which caused the cables and top of the car to melt quickly. Once the connection to the tram car and cable were severed, Burnedalive(Lelouch) hurled the car into the pit haphazardly and with disregard for the lives inside the pit. Only one man was seriously hurt, though he tried to file a claim a few months later and was killed by the Kirdoffs. The large poison structure also melted a good portion of the tram platform that the vehicle 'landed' on to let its passengers off, that however, was totally unintentional.

Sighing, though feeling a little relief about destroying a bunch of stuff, the terrorist did an about face and began to go on his way towards the walking path. Trudging along/over top of him was his pet construct, corroding the rocks and land in its path with heavy steps that caused weak tremors. It would be a few minutes, maybe more considering Lelouch was lazy, before he would stumble upon the threesome of women that were competing for his love/attention/capture.
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“Is this… a threesome?”

Whilst Beatrix could not claim this to be her first threesome, it was certainly the oddest with a triceratops in oversized maid gear to her left and a pantless female soaked in the blood of her victims to the right. The Nohzer looked shyly at her partners in the deed, feeling pale and vulnerable under the weight of their bloodshot eyes. Abiding to their unspoken demands, her fingers nimbly fiddled with the laces around her neck to release the knot. The long black cloak slowly sunk from her shoulders, revealing her curvaceous body bound in a tight dress as red as her blushing cheeks.

“B-be gentle…!”

T’was the dinosaur that made the first move, Chiisu shapely body rippling as she sprung towards the disrobed Nohzer with the same mad stare, only this time matched with an overbearing moan. Reacting in plenty of time, the harlot in the middle shifted her stance to face the oncoming triceratops, waiting until she was about to be tramples before sidestepping the beast with her discarded cloak flailing in the space she had occupied. The three horns of the charging triceratops ripped into the material, fixing the cloak around her face and blinding the large reptile as she continued rampaging towards the pantless female.

The killer was too quick to be trampled though, darting to the side of the dinosaur and then sighting Beatrix with her murderous gaze. With the same speed, she pounced at the assassin, swiping at her with a closed fist.

Matching her new partner’s waltz, Beatrix slid her head to the side to barely evade the blow; feeling the force of the air brushing against her smooth cheek as she twirled and reached down to her belt for the odd device hooked at the back. With a click it sprung free, a length of chord exiting one end with she readied in anticipation for the follow up swing from the female. Beatrix guessed correctly, the pantless female using her momentum to spin and strike with the same fist, only this time the Nohzer did not tease her with a narrow miss. The attacker struck thin air and then her wrist was caught in the snare of the rope.

“Welcome to my web.”

Several meters away there was a loud crash as the blinded triceratops charged into one of the buildings lining the street, disappearing momentarily in a cloud of dust and debris. Not allowing the noise to distract her, Beatrix loosened more chord from the Spider’s Web as the pantless female try to break free by assaulting her with the other arm. To little avail, the backhand sailed over the Nohzer’s ahead before being caught by another loop in the string, the assassin pulling tightly to bring both hands together behind the killer’s back and bound them. In a frenzy the muted assailant tried to kick at the devious spider at her rear, only for them to suffer the same fate as her arms.

In moments she was helpless on the floor, her front pressed against the street as Beatrix rested a knee in the small of her back and practiced her rope work.

“Over the front… criss-cross… tight between the thighs… across the mouth… ankles to elbows and… perfect! Talululu~!” Beatrix laughed as she took a step back from her quick work, the pantless female bound in a lewd pose for the absent Lelouch. “You can be my extra present to him for taking so long!”

The thundering footsteps took her away from the roped up lady, turning to see Chiisu attempting another frontal charge having gotten rid of the black cloak in the collision. The Nohzer still did not understand quite what had driven the triceratops into attacking her, but decided to forget about finding out the reasons till after she had subdued the angry dinosaur. Spider’s Web still primed, the assassin took the initiative by meeting the triceratop’s charge head on, slipping to the side the large creature as they met and flinging the coil of free rope underneath the creature.

Then she accelerate, vanishing at blinding speeds as she ran around the dinosaur’s rear to catch the end of the rope she had just flung beneath and pull it up suddenly. The rope caught Chiisu’s front legs and sent her large frame tumbling, Beatrix unwillingly being dragged behind the tripped dinosaur as she clung to both ends of the rope until they came to a gradual stop. Dazed, the triceratops did not offer much resistance as the assassin rolled her onto her back and tied up her four legs.

“There!” Beatrix whistled once she was done, patting the fidgeting dinosaur on the side as she struggled to break free of the sturdy chord. “It was fun playing with you gals, but I really need to get the both of you to- Oh, Lelouch!”

Being too focused on taking down her adversaries, Beatrix had missed the arrival of the young nobleman and could honestly not say when he had in fact arrived. She waved at him… only then noticing the huge liquid monster lurking behind him.

“Mister Lelouch, look out!”
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Lelouch's stroll down the walking path of the path between Cango and the Smelting Plant was rather leisurely. Everyone was really nice and seemed to jump at the chance to clear a path for him. "What nice people that inhabit this island, except for those guys in black and that disgustingly dirty douche," he thought as he looked at a guy who jumped down into a pit while yelling something about hoping he'd see his wife and children again. Whatever that meant. Nevertheless, the aristocrat continued strolling down the now-clear path to Cango.

In the young man's wake was a trail of purple ooze making sizzling sounds as it seeped into and corroded the ground. If anyone was viewing the scene through binoculars, they'd have seen a redbird fly too close to the ground, near the poison, and get all of its feathers and flesh melted off, leaving only its bones and beak. The dead bird's sibling saw his brother turn into nothing, and tried to swoop down to take its revenge on the giant golem of poison, but found itself without wings too fly after getting withing a meter of the towering construct. "Smells like... Chicken?" Lelouch commented as he continued on.

The gates were now in sight and Lelouch took a breath in relief, though he soon realized he'd have to walk even further if the wench his father hired hadn't retrieved his most trusted pet. Stepping through the rusted red barrier, he walked in on a really weird scene, a three-way fight between one girl that he knew, one that his fathered hired and one pantless female he couldn't recall seeing. Despite his Chiisu's best efforts, she ultimately lost in the bitter end and got wrangled. The whiteclad duelist just shook his head and simply looked upon the three combatants.

Looking around himself, the aristocrat had no idea of what this 'monster' was that his father's servant tried to warn him of. Finally turning around and looking up at his own creation, the young man rolled his eyes as only a noble could before turning around and groaning. "Never your mind about that, woman," he said as he turned his attention to his struggling triceratops maid. "Undo the bindings on my dinosaur, you harlot!" Lelouch commanded with an angrily pointing finger. "I told you to get her and bring her to me, not beat her up, you fool."

Digressing, he moved forward and petted the dinosaur's head, who was untied. It was hard to see, with her being a triceratops, but she was smirking slyly at getting the attention from Lelouch. "Who the hell is that?" he asked about the pantless female as he began ushering his pet forward. "Never mind, I don't care anymore. I've gotten what I came to this dreadful island for, I'm leaving now." Not wanting to burden her with his weight after she was assaulted by the wench, he let her walk on her own. His poison construct probably would not have been able to keep up if he took to the triceratops's back. Whether or not the whore his father hired followed him was not of his concern.

On their way to exit, Chiisu, losing and breaking her prescription glasses when she had rammed into those buildings, couldn't see and stepped on the three men that the curvaceous assassin had felled. Even the might Lelouch winced when he heard the painful sounds of their pelvises being crushed under the pressure of her large feet. It didn't make it any better that his acidic poison construct also trampled them on the way out.

The young man continued beyond the village gates and began backtracking towards where he docked. Looking out towards the waters there were some white ships seemingly headed towards the same direction as he was. "Hopefully I can avoid these nuisances," he thought to himself as he continued with his large, prehistoric beast at his side and a large construct of poison in the form of a golem that was meters tall and leaving a sizzling trail of corrosion at his back. "No way they'll see me, I blend in perfectly." he convinced himself. "They're probably here for that dirty street rat that's going around and killing everyone as if he's some badass..."
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Eyes wide with terror, the lowborn felt his limbs lose their strength, collapsing to the floor in a formless heap as a monstrous creature rose from the strange sweat exuding from the white nerd. The air writhed with fumes more noxious than Quasar's own, the entire room seemingly sizzling in the creatures presence. And then Quasar knew, it was his old enemy, Temeculalyfe, slayer of his father, harbringer of bills to his mother, an immoral and immortal douchebag of the suns in the red western sea of sand south of the border... ...Or was it? His brain slightly addled from all the crazy fumes going on, he became slightly aware of the tingling of his skin burning off. Eyes burning, he blinked, and found that his limbs were free as well, even as his flesh slowly peeled away.

Having all but forgotten the white nerd from which the monster obviously was born from, like some kind of sick acidic abortion, the dirty boy rushed to where his sword was conveniently still placed: in the stomach of the dying Randy. Planting his foot squarely on the fellows chest, he tugged with all his might, wriggled the sword back and forth in an effort to free his weapon, with which he would do battle with the monster. Ignoring the blood spurting about indiscriminately, he finally freed his weapon, and positioned himself in a battle-ready position, also avoiding a jet of blood that splurted from the dying star of the dueling world. "Temecula-" was what he wanted to scream, in an attempt to draw the monsters attention, but he knew better. He hadn't been properly introduced yet, and it would be rude to simply assume someones name was Temecula-ish, even though he knew it in his heart and his soul.

Ripping open his shirt, which was not too hard as it was already in tatters from the acidic atmosphere, he threw back his head and roared, "Temecula lol!" and marched forward, weapon at his side, the entirety of the room falling apart around him. Breaking into a charge, he raised the weapon over his head, and attempted to cleave the creature as it turned away from him, following its departing master. "No daddy no lol!" An apparition of the dirtiest dirt materialized, throwing itself at it's progenitor. Blinded by the dirt, Quasar stamped forward blindly, his sword stroke rebounding off the wall and into the dirt that shrouded him. Coughing roughly, he blinked, finally coming to his senses even as strange creatures floated about on the edge of his peripherals, speaking in strange tongues he had never heard before. Tilting his head, he scooped handfuls of dirt, staring deeply at the mimicry of his own abominable features. "Miss Hyang-dan... be my strength... lol..." Quasars maw stretched wide, the gaping darkness closing in on his earthy offspring. "Ah... lol..."

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"No way they'll see me, I blend in perfectly. They're probably here for that dirty street rat that's going around and killing everyone as if he's some badass..."

A chocolatey black hand clamped on the fellows white and nerdy shoulder. And then it fell to the ground, a lonely limb in the dirt. Footsteps could be heard as the mighty lowborn jogged in from the horizon, sidling by the white nerd duelist from before. Leaning over as he gulped in breaths of air gratefully, maybe one couldn't tell from before, but it appeared his ordeal in the smelting plant had changed the dirty boy. It was like he was... blacker. With a derisive flick of his foot, he sent the arm he had thrown at the fellow through the air and off into the distance, explaining apologetically, "Sorry buddy, I didn't really understand whether or not you accepted my apology for killing your old friend back there, so I kind of had to come and find you so that you could tell me lol!" Straightening himself out as his breathing stabilized, he shrugged and winked knowingly, "For closure you know lol."
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The lack of despair flooding the aristocrat’s face after she pointed out the looming monster was enough to calm the concerned assassin, though she maintained a stance by which she could quickly dart between them if this was merely a show of confidence. Even with his dismissive words, she was still on guard but distracted a little by what he said…

“Oh, did I not introduce myself? Its Bea-“

She has misspoken and been deemed a harlot!

Beatrix’s world darkened as Lelouch rebuked her, her chin sinking to a submissive nod as she obediently turned and loosened the ropes around the smirking dinosaur’s legs. Once the knots were undone, the Nohzer took a step away and watched their reunion with a blank expression. She was not so composed on the inside, a mixture of envy and distress nearly threatening her outer composure. Beatrix had endured worse rejections though and did not capitulate.

When he asked about the other tied up female, the dejected girl contemplated explaining her lewd gift only to decide against saying anything more. It had already been a crushing few moments and she could only see further disapproval in the offer.

“I’m sorry…” Beatrix mumbled instead, stepping past the squirming captive and banishing her existence from her mind.

It was impractical to follow Lelouch on foot because the liquid monster seemed intent on trailing him also. There was only a small amount of space on the ground between him and the lumbering construct which Beatrix did not trust enough to risk walking in. She also sensed that the nobleman would prefer if she tailed at a distance for a short while, he had seemed genuinely angry that she had needed to rope up his triceratops. The Nohzer still did not understand why it attacked her, perhaps if she explained Lelouch would forgive her… but then he might also accuse her of lying about his pet!

To respect that space, Beatrix quickly climbed to the rusty rooftops of Cango Village to stalk the terrorist until she detected an opportunity to earn forgiveness. It also granted her an opportunity to reflect on what had been a very unsuccessful contract so far. If this had been a simple assassination assignment, Lelouch di Berlitz’s body would have probably been discovered in the smelting plant by now with an open throat. His treasured triceratops would be dead too, possibly in the process of being turned into fresh dinoburgers for the legion of suits…


“I could just kill him and make it seem like an accident.” The assassin whispered coldly to her feet, taking care to not slip on the faded metal and disgrace herself further in Lelouch’s eyes. It was not a realistic idea, for one the League of Nohzer Assassins would easily connect the dots and realise she had killed him. They would also not promote her back to her original status if she failed something so simply as escorting. “Why can’t he be a dumb pervert like the others?”

Annoyed with her target, Beatrix raised her head to glare at him whilst he was not looking. Only something else was happening on the street below, some sort of rat had crawled from one of the alleyways to avoid the liquid beast tailing the nobleman and approach him. The assassin stood on edge just in case, though for some reason or another refrained from intervening right away. The rat felt familiar, much like the other dusty kid she had seen hanging around Lelouch earlier in the day. Was not showering a common trait on Rust Pit Island? He even had the same annoying speech impediment…

“Excuse me, Mister Lelouch. Is he bothering you?”

He was bothering her. How could something be so irritating in such a short space of time?
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Lelouch stopped forward progress when feeling something clutching onto his right shoulder. Looking to the left, Chiisu was still beside him and about a few foot over, so it definitely wasn't her. The dinosaur also had nothing to latch on to the aristocrat to give him the feeling. It should have been impossible, as most things would have been melted off. Pivoting his noble head slightly to the right, the sensation was gone and there was nothing there. "Weird," he commented before turning his head back to its original position and moving forward.

Once again his forward progress was interrupted, this time, by that dirty asshole who had interrupted his card game earlier... only he was dirtier this time and slithering along the ground like some creepy snake. "I thought I killed you..." the pale young man mumbled as he squinted his eyes, wondering if that was not really a person but a conglomerate of dirt and grime. "He was not my friend and I've stopped caring. I don't give a damn about you, you street urchin." Turning away from the man, Lelouch angled his head slightly upwards, displaying that he was above this random shit.

Before the young man's pristine left foot was lifted even a millimeter off of the ground it treaded, yet another distraction appeared. This time it was the voice of the curvy woman his father had hired. Chiisu's scales stood up upon hearing the voice, dinosaurs do that I think, as she growled at her rival for Lelouch's affection. "Calm down, Chii," he softly said to his pet before turning his attention to the hired woman. After staring at her for a few seconds and then glancing at the dirt menace, the pale aristocrat shrugged. "If he tries anything funny, kill him. If he comes withing a three meters of me, kill him. If he tries to talk to or touches Chiisu, kill him. And try to end his life before the bacteria does," he said while sighing heavily.

The whiteclad duelist took a step forward. After taking that one step, there was a pause filled with silence. A silence that the young man was all too happy to hear. No one had come out of the woodwork, or sewers, to bother him in those few seconds. "Thank heavens." With an audible command to his triceratops, the ensemble began moving forward again and heading toward the village near where he had docked. Assuming that his father hired someone half-capable, even though she did such a sloppy job retrieving his pet, Lelouch ignored the dirty kid and left his surveillance up to the woman.

There was not much in the way of scenery in the area that hadn't been touched upon before. Just an unpaved road filled with unhealthy grass and a few bushed and shrubbery. The village was coming into view and Lelouch decided to disperse his golem for the time being. It didn't burst into heaping clumps of poison or flow out into a huge wave; the construct simply 'melted' and burned a gaping, long hole in the ground that was about five meters in diameter. With the construct gone, he was now able to take a seat on his scaly steed and continued forward... at a pace that was actually slower than his own.

The sides of the dinosaur's rumbled like a low-strength earthquake. She was obviously hungry and hadn't filled her tummy with the peanuts provided by her owner. With a very cute face, puppy dog eyes an all, the triceratops turned her had around and looked at the pale young man sitting upon her back. "Dammit Chiisu, you know I can't say no to that look. Alright. We'll stop in the village and find you something to eat," Lelouch told his companion as they neared the gate to the next village.
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As she waited on her contract’s response, the curvy assassin could do nothing but glare down at the dirty kid with a hateful stare.

There was just something so obnoxious, so detestable, so utterly loathsome about this individual as he lurked around Lelouch with an imbecilic grin and persisting wink; likely a clump of dirt had sealed his eye shut when he had attempted to convey a sign of mutual understanding. His voice too was equally irritating, even if considerably deeper than before, had the same annoying high pitch ‘lol’ to it that caused her ears to recoil. Noticing a slimy muck on his shoes, the Nohzer quickly assumed his sudden metamorphosis was probably the result of rolling around in a puddle of mud, though why he would partake in such a deed was unclear. Regardless, he was revolting no matter which form he took, not just for his dirt smeared exterior but also his general ignorant swagger that irritated the Nohzer who had been brought up to be quite particular about personality and looks.

It was then Beatrix realised two things. Firstly, this mudball was a blight on everything her homeland preached and did not deserve to be within miles of Mister Lelouch, let alone the three meters the nobleman seemed to permit. Secondly, that by revealing his deceptive ability to change between filthy forms, he had exposed himself as the dusty cloud molester that had assaulted her back at the factory! Just how he was capable of such transformations was unclear, perhaps an obscure devil fruit that revolved around being generally disgusting.

He needed to be exterminated.

“Ashes to ashes…”

Diving up into the air from her perch, Beatrix looked down like a hawk on the bumbling dustbunny beneath her. Throwing her momentum forward, the assassin flew into a series of flips down towards her prey, culminating finally in a single outstretched leg that looped down onto Quasar’s dirty crown. The sheer force behind her spiralling axe kick sent the muddy kid straight down through the rusty groundr beneath him, only an unsightly mud puddle remaining of his grotesque form as Beatrix stood in the space he once occupied. A small cocktail stick with the Canadian flag also poked out from the puddle.

“…dust to Canadarust!”

Satisfied with her rapid burial of the weirdo, the assassin looked towards Lelouch for appraisal only to notice that the young lord had progressed unaware of her summersaulting and action sequence. However, the Triceratops had noticed and sensing that Lelouch had not, simply sneered at the Nohzer. What was that dino-bitch’s problem?

“Well, even if he doesn’t notice right away, Mister Lelouch will appreciate my work when that cockroach doesn’t bother him again.” Beatrix muttered reassuringly to herself. If there first meeting had just gone a little better, or if she had just knocked him unconscious and stolen him away to the Whamadoodle…

“I should probably mention the Whamadoodle! That will impress him! Mister Lel-eep!”

As she went to step off the grave of Quasar, her boot sunk deeper into the puddle of mud that marked his burial sight. She would have been able to bear the underside of her boot being stained a little by his disgusting muck, but she had misjudged the depth of his pit and the foot of her boot had… it was ruined! Quasar mud almost ankle high, Mister Lelouch would not accept her like this! Bending over, the Nohzer quickly unbuckled her boot and allowed it to sink into the rusty mud pit. It belonged to Canada now, a necessary sacrifice if she was to court the affections of the noble.

Unperturbed by the lack of footwear on her left foot, Beatrix stalked Lelouch as he rode the Triceratops across the plains, nimbly skipping between the gaps of poison residue his deconstructed liquid monster thing had left behind. Her journey was a little awkward. The jagged rusty landscape of Rust Pit Island meant Beatrix had to be careful where she stepped, having only the lacy white stocking to protect the sole of her foot without the discarded boot.

She only caught up to the pair as they reached the village on the coast, recalling that it was the same place the Whamadoodle had docked before she went to search for Mister Lelouch. She could have avoided a poor first encounter, being molested by the dirty apparition and losing her boot to Canada if she had simply waited for the nobleman by the sea…

“Mister Lelouch! Can I see your Whamadoodle?” Beatrix asked, circling around Lelouch with a warm smile. Her smile broke and her cheeks paled as she realised her freudian slip. “Awuh! I-I mean, let me show you your Whamadoodle! She’s docked just on the coast here, a magnificent barge made just for you!”

A slip of the tongue? As long as he thought that. Deeming her new angle to be more effective, the Nohzer allowed her cheeks to flush red as she awkwardly recovered from her 'mistake'.
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Chiisu looked back for a brief second at whatever was behind them, yet Lelouch didn't care to see what had momentarily captured his dinosaur's attention; he assumed that the dirty man was being a retard or something. Now in the village again, the pale aristocrat and his steed came to a stop and surveyed the area around himself. Those men that he had knocked out earlier were still unconscious and had yet to be moved from their knocked-out position. Everything was still pretty much the same appearance-wise, barring a few trails and piles of dirt that the nobleman had a pretty good idea of how it got there.

Lelouch quickly turned his gaze and attention to the woman that his father had hired. His mind raced for seconds, thinking about what the hell a Whamadoodle was and why she wanted to see his. "I-I-" Slightly embarrassed about the question and not wanting to reveal himself, like the decent human being he was, he turned around and turned his nose up into the air. Just as he was about to say smething, the harlot corrected herself quickly. "Oh, a ship." Clearing his throat, Lelouch set his mind back on the right track. "I have a ship docked on the other side of town... but it is pretty crappy, especially compared to anything father might have purchased for me."

With a light sod and a nod of his head, to himself, Lelouch lightly tapped his foot on Chiisu's side to tell her to turn towards the town harbor instead of going through the town. There wasn't really anything on the ship that he had docked with that was super important enough for the young man to retrieve. For some reason, the triceratops was not heeding to his signaling of the foot against her side. "Chiisu!" he called out to get her attention, but to no no avail. The pink triceratops' focus was singularly focused on something nearby that Lelouch was not privy to. "Chii-" the pink dinosaur took off running and Lelouch could do nothing to stop her.

A few meters away and ahead, there seemed to be a three-legged cat, more like a three-footed, running towards the gates on the other side of the village. Knowing his pet, the aristocrat figured that the small animal was probably what she was chasing. "You! Woman!" Lelouch did his best to turn around whilst keeping steady. "Stop this dinosaur! Don't hurt her though! I'm warning you." The large dino kicked up her speed in pursuit of the ugly, disabled cat. The dinosaur ran straight through the closed gate, making a hole in it only tall enough for her to get through. The rest of the gate, being intact, knocked Lelouch off of his steed as she continued onward and took a sideways turn into the bushes.

Lelouch was now on his back and looking up at the blue sky above. The aristocrat shook his head before sitting up and looking around. The large shrubbery was rustling wildly, so it was obvious that the dinosaur was in there. Placing his hand on his knee, he tried getting himself up but find himself struggling a bit. "That poison golem took a lot out of me, I guess." After a few tries, he finally stood up and stood hunched over and slightly out of breath. "Hurry," he took a pause to catch some air. "-woman. Chiisu is getting away!" The aristocrat lightly jogged a meter, just getting out of the gate, and then stopped and returned to his hunched over position. "Jesus," he said aloud, though he had no idea of what the term meant; tt just felt right when he said it.

With his newest servant close by for back up, the minor nobleman charged into the bushes... only to stop for another break after running two meters.
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