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| Yama | Mar 23 2015, 11:40 AM Post #16 | ||||||||
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As the snake and blade swung around everywhere noise of the wish of the blade rushed by the ear of Flint as the cleave was brought down and slammed next too Flint. The sand blasted up in the air as it decorated the goons and Dran. As he tried to make his way up and onto his feet Flint grasped tightly on the body of Kerri violently hoping to have brought Dran asunder with his slice but however he had in fact missed him entirely with his attack enraged handling Kerri badly as he tried to slam Dran with her powerful hide muscles. Kerri was not complying initially giving Dran the ability to rush up the distance before Andjoo's bit ahold of Kerri immobilising Her from being used to strike Dran. As Dran rushed up the length of the White and gold snake and made his way through the treacherous deep wet and had to maneuver plant as Flint dropped Kerri and readied his single katana blade. He readied a swing of his mighty blade as he looked Dran down in his eyes and tried to time his swing and cut him down. However Jet pierced his defenses unfortunately due to the fact when he attempted to swing he tripped due to the wet sand. The strike sent him back a bit but due to his constitution not far or too the ground. The sand parted from the heels of his feet. "Flint?" Round the rocky corner was Kuroda watching the fight. He slowly began too walk towards the two of them as Andjoo's wrestled Kerri to the floor and Kuroda walked over them. Kuroda looked over towards the two fighting as his hands floated from the holster of Dran and flew too his wrists as all of a sudden the raggedy man spat his log pose from his lips as he caught it with his right hand and applied it to his left wrist without hesitation. Kuroda's many goons had given the three space. Kuroda folded his arms. "Stop you too... Flint I can't stay still." Flint dropped his blade as he heard Kuroda's gruff voice and fell to his knees. Kuroda walked to Dran and slapped him on the back. "Good job." He said to congratulate Dran for his feats. Edited by Yama, Mar 23 2015, 11:56 AM.
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 23 2015, 01:46 PM Post #17 | ||||||||
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As the fight continued, Dran suddenly felt Kuroda's hands fly out of his pockets. Unable to help himself, he turned around to see where they were going, and was greeted with the sight of the captain himself. The hands reattached themselves to their owner's wrists, before Kuroda spat out his log pose into his hand. A few words from Kuroda caused Flint to drop his swords and fall to his knees. Dran raised his eyebrows at this: hadn't Flint been planning to take revenge on Kuroda earlier? Yet right now, here he was making a gesture of subjugation towards his enemy. Of course, Kuroda's crewmates had stated that the Bara Bara Fruit made it impossible for their captain to be harmed by blades. If that was true, Dran could certainly understand why Flint didn't want to fight Kuroda, but there was still the question of why he'd decided to pick a fight with him in the first place, if it was a fight he would have virtually no chance of winning. Then again, he might have made this decision before he knew that Kuroda had eaten his Devil Fruit. Before he could dwell anymore on this, Kuroda came up to congratulate him, and Dran couldn't help but feel a bit elated to receive praise from the captain. "Well, I would have started trying to move the ship earlier, but things got a bit complicated when he showed up." he said, gesturing towards Flint. |
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| Yama | Mar 24 2015, 12:26 PM Post #18 | ||||||||
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"You've done well my friend. Ready the men at once and pull down this ship and take it too the docks this instant, I'll deal with Flint. I want you to put Betty in for repairs and disguise your face when you come along the coast line... No flags are too be raised but before all that I want you take the fallen men and bury them deep within the sand. There should be some shovels in the ship..." Kuroda ordered Dran to get on his job as soon as possible with a stern and wise tone of voice that made him sound like some mad scale strategist. Flint seemed to be desperately trying to pull on Kerri's tail but unfortunately Andjoo's was full scale shagging her on the beach side. Old lovers you see... Well what yah gonna do when yer snakes are shagging is let them get on with it. Kuroda approached Flint unarmed as he looked down at his old friend with dismay at how he had acted at the idea of him making a new crew after the time where him and all his friends and crew members died causing him to go into a deep depression that lasted for years. However he thought the idea of sailing again and starting a new crew of chefs in the grand line would be pretty rad since he forgot how boring life is when all you do is get drunk and beat the shit out of people and don't get laid n shit. "Violent V." Flint shouted as he grasped his blade's hilt with both of his hands and slashed a large V shape in his confetti like body. He was shocked and awed in surprise of how unaffected Kuroda was by his attack and fell too his knees again in defeat. No matter how angry he was at Kuroda it was purely in doubt he'd repeat the past but in fact it seems he had in fact achieved the difference in power that he lacked before. " So... Your really going back?" " Yeah... I have too... If I don't Ill just never know what I could do to save this horrible world...Look I'd love for you too come to-...." "No, my purpose has been realised... I'm going to stop dwelling on the past and make something of my life...thanks bro." "No prob, bro..." They knuckle touched as the waves crashed against the rocks as Andjoo's finished his shagging and gave a hiss. Quite a lovely image. This conversation between bros was finished they would both from now on go on their manly way and help the other bros around the world. Their tense words almost had electricity. Edited by Yama, Mar 24 2015, 12:41 PM.
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 25 2015, 08:10 AM Post #19 | ||||||||
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"You heard what he said. Let's go." Dran said to the surviving crewmen, once Kuroda and Flint had finished their conversation. They made their way over to the ship trying to ignore the two snakes, who were now mating, for some reason. "Er, one quick question, how are we going to get onto the ship?" someone in the crew said, pointing to the Black Betty. The ship was still perched on the rock, with the top deck several meters above the ground. And while someone might have been able to climb up the sides of the ship, the bottom of the hull had nothing that could serve as a decent handhold, so scaling Betty wasn't going to be an option here. It didn't take long for Dran to figure out that if he was ever going to get onto the ship, he'd have to use the larger rock it was leaning against, and he ran towards it to get a closer look. Quickly spotting a number of thin ledges and cracks that would be able to hold his hands and feet, he was about to climb up, but stopped when something just occurred to him. Right now, the ship was somehow precariously balanced on the smaller rock. Although it was more or less level now, what would happen if the weight suddenly increased somewhere as a result of someone jumping onto the ship? Unless he thought this through, he was likely to end up tipping the ship onto its side, and perhaps scupper it for good. Looking at the smaller rock again, Dran saw that there was a large, moderately steep slope on one side of it going from the small point supporting the ship above, to the sand below. As an added bonus, it was right in front of the ship, so if someone had thought to equip Black Betty with large and sturdy enough wheels, they could theoretically send her rolling down the rock with just a small push. Dran figured out what he needed to do, found a suitable part of the larger rock, and began to climb. He didn't exactly scale the rock like a spider, but he found himself able to make steady progress up it. After a few minutes, he looked around, finding himself level with the top deck of the ship. From there, he started moving to the left, until he was starboard of the ship's figurehead (a large snake face). After climbing up another meter, he took a deep breath, before using his legs to launch himself off the rock, twisting his body around in midair, before reaching out for the figurehead. He felt his hands collide with the wooden snake's head, and immediately tightened his grip, feeling the whole ship tilt forward as he did so. He had managed to scramble onto the top of the figurehead by the time the ship had started to slide forward, and was on the deck once it begun to pick up speed. As everyone watched, the ship slid down the slope with a loud rumble, plowed through a few meters of sand, before coming to a stop. If Kuroda really thought that they'd be able to push this thing out to sea, Dran had just made it somewhat easier. Turning around, he spent a few minutes searching the ship for the shovels Kuroda had mentioned, before throwing them down to the crew gathered below. Once everyone had a shovel, Dran picked one of them up, and jumped from the ship, landing with a roll. Once he'd got the worst of the sand out of his clothes, he and the crew got to work burying their dead. Once they were finished, he turned to Kuroda and said "What now, captain?" |
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Active Characters Dran Morgan •020b50• Beast Blood Pirates • Martial Artist • Bounty: 85,300,000 • SD Earned: 401• Stats: Str: 67 / Spe: 76 / Sta: 67 / Acc: 67 / For: 85 / Foc: 5 • Beli: 148,000,000 • Location: Birka, Sky Islands Advice for dealing with me
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| Yama | Mar 25 2015, 08:43 AM Post #20 | ||||||||
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"I want you to get the men to gather the remaining supplies we brought from Reverse Mountain and order them to begin making proper repairs too this ship far into night fall. After that we are going to stay for another day to relax whilst I make some arrangements so that we can sail too the calm belt and track into some uncharted motherfucking territories and shit like no other mothafucking pirate has ever seen! We gonna need a Seastone hull so we can go to Amazon Lily and fuck some of the most finest ass bitches, you have ever seen in you god damn life my brother Dran. We are gonna rock the world shake the world with tremors and leave it on it's head and go yeah, We are bad and we know we bad. Before all that though I am gonna need to like get some of the supplies and the men pimping out our ride but until that's finished I want you to take this time to relax and do whatever you need whilst your here whilst I make the arrangements tomorrow to get some of the finest carpenters on the job." Kuroda's powerful deep and undoubting voice resonated as he seemed to be excited about their future...what!? He was drunk holding a bottle of his Muzashi sake as several parts of his body were seperated and scattered across the sea floor, so was Flint and they were now wrestling on the beach as if the men had never died. Kuroda stood up covered in sand and looked over towards his new comerade and smiled. "I need *hic* too go Kuroda...." Flint groaned as he began too leave the seaside area with Kerri towards the main town area. Kuroda and him seemed to have been drinking the entire time that Dran had did all that stuff too help him out but he seemed happier than a pig in shit at least so that's all cool and stuff. He swung about his bottle splashing the graves with alchol as he turned too the men and tried to pull a serious face. "You heard me men! No time for remorse we are going on a suicide mission into fame you hear me! Get a move on and fix this bitch up! These men will be remembered for years to come by those who lived out their dreams and that is ok!" "Captain!" The men began their works for the night. Dran was left with the drunk captain falling around and his giant red and white snake that kept staring at Dran constantly. |
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 25 2015, 01:27 PM Post #21 | ||||||||
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Kuroda, who had somehow ended up getting completely plastered while Dran had been getting the ship free, explained their next course of action. Once he'd finished, and given the crew their orders, Dran decided to move away as he took the information into consideration. He knew about the Calm Belt, of course. It was a weatherless and waveless sea inhabited by giant sea monsters that, fittingly enough, were known as "Sea Kings". You'd need a ship with sufficient self-propulsion just to get through, and a Seastone hull to stop the Sea Kings from trying to eat your ship. Amazon Lily, on the other hand, wasn't a place that Dran was familiar with. He'd heard a few rumours of it, mainly from pirates back in East Blue who were planning to set out for the Grand Line, but he didn't have any concrete information on the island. Based on the rumours Dran had managed to overhear, the island was inhabited only by very beautiful women, had been a training ground for a number of famous pirates, and had even produced at least one Shichibukai in the past. The company of willing and attractive women wasn't something that Dran would object to, but an incident he'd witnessed shortly after he came to Whiskey Peak made him doubtful of Kuroda's claim that they'd get that on Amazon Lily. He'd been in a bar, drinking, when three women, all with some nasty looking weapons hanging from their backs, walked in. Upon seeing them, Dran's first thoughts had been a mixture of "Oh la la" and "What?", due to the fact that the women seemed to be wearing a bedsheet's worth of clothing between them. Dran had turned away, not wanting to be caught staring, only to glance round again when one of the men at the bar approached them. Identifying the three women as pirates from Amazon Lily, the man had tried to flirt with them, only to be flatly and firmly told that they weren't interested. At this, the man got agressive, and just when Dran was considering trying to intervene, the man was suddenly sent flying across the room, one of his arms broken in four places. Having seen that, Dran wasn't exactly hopeful about getting some on Amazon Lily. A quick check of his pockets told Dran that he didn't have much money on him. Still, there were other things he could do in the city that came cheap, and he set off in the direction that Flint had left. |
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| Yama | Mar 26 2015, 12:06 PM Post #22 | ||||||||
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Flint was drinking by the bar side alone. Kuroda was sitting at a table with his snake and a few of his goons having a few drinks before they call it a night and prepare the barracks for the time when them and the men would retire to their bunks. Kuroda had allowed the men and women of the bar to try his very own Muzashi Sake and they were all whimsically drinking it with great joy. Kuroda was somewhat plastered when he noticed the women from Amazon Lily walk into the vicinity. He began too get his hair all done and lovely for making a move on some of the fine ass trim that had just walked into the bar but he almost sensed a feeling of awe about them that made his knees shutter with weakness. What was this strange sensation? Had he jizzed in his pants or was this simply just fate saying that he had too hit on these burds and get them back too the pad for him and Dran too have hot nookie with like it was 1999. Hit it! Kuroda stood straight up ignoring his goons telling him about their problems which were stupid and their feelings which was gay something something in the month of may. Andjoo noticed the snakes accompanying the women in the back and he was still up for a deep bit of shagging on the beech with some foreign amazon snakes. I mean, He was like a snake n stuff so things seemed well until some bozzo cockblocked them both and had walked over too them and tried to get fresh with the ladies and got golfsmacked straight out of the bar faster than he could blink. Kuroda gulped and sucked in the bullet of fear that was stuck in his throat and decided to proceed forth towards the women to ask them what is up. "Hey babies, how do you like my wi-" "Collier!" Suddenly a heel kick directed too Kuroda's jaw struck him when he was trying to make his very subtle gentlemen lines which were surely going to put him ahead of the pact were interupted. Surely these ladies were too busy to talk too him the now and he decided too listen in... He noticed something though, apon his cheek was a gash...it must of been something bladed on the shoes of the women but Kuroda has never been cut since he inherited the powers of the Bara Bara no mi... what was this witchery! "These men are pigs, We need to get moving before we catch stupid..." "Yeah, I agree sis! If we dont get a courier to take us back too Amazon Lily we'll never save them..." "Quiet down, the guy smelling of piss is staring at us like we are bacon... I'm thinking of breaking his neck." |
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 27 2015, 04:19 AM Post #23 | ||||||||
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Dran and Kuroda had decided to hang out at a bar called the Drunken Monkey. While there, Dran witnessed a near-repeat of the incident with the Kuja Pirates, only this time, after seeing the unlucky casanova get kicked out of the establishment, Kuroda immediately tried to get his game on with the three women. He was rejected in a similar way, and the Kuja started talking among themselves. "I don't see why you're wasting your time with those Kuja girls. They're definitely not interested in the two of you. Unlike me and my friends." Dran turned his head towards the direction of the voice, and found himself staring at a very attractive young woman. He wasn't sure what contributed to her attractiveness the most, out of her shoulder-length blonde hair, her lustful blue eyes, or her body, barely concealed by a sleeveless white shirt and a red miniskirt. As his eyes centered on her, she gave a small roll of her head, resulting in the kind of hair flip that could get anyone interested in women excited. "Why don't the two of you come and sit with us?" she asked, gesturing towards a booth where two other women were sitting. Dran gave a shrug, grabbed his half-full glass and made his way over to the booth in question. He wasn't the kind of guy who tried to figuratively devour every hot girl he met, but he wasn't going to complain if hot girls wanted his company. He saw that another woman, who had left the booth earlier, was now asking Kuroda if he wanted to join them as well. The blonde let Dran enter the booth first, and Dran found himself sat down next to a redhead wearing a black tanktop that exposed her midriff, and a black miniskirt. The blonde sat down after him, crossing her legs and leaning ever-so-slightly towards him in a way that was seemingly designed to emphasize her cleavage. By contrast, the redhead was more or less kneeling on the seat, and leaning against the back of it. Dran soon found himself internally struggling not to grab one of the women and start trying to make out with them. "So," he said, deciding to start of with something not too forward, "why don't the two of you tell me a bit about yourselves?" "I'm Lilith," said the redhead, "and this blonde beauty is Elena. We're both waitresses at a nearby cafe. Today's our day off, so we thought we'd try and chill out here for a bit." "I imagine that the two of you must draw quite a lot of business for the place." Dran said. "Oooh, this one's a charmer." Elena said, before leaning even closer to Dran. "And what is it about us that you think makes us good at drawing in customers?" "Honestly, I've got so many choices that I couldn't pick an answer." ================================ While Dran, Elena and Lilith had been talking, three people were approaching the bar. One of them was a young woman with short black hair, wearing a sleeveless blue jacket, white capris, short black boots and black fingerless gloves. Her expression was stern and no-nonsense, and in her right hand, she carried a steel quarterstaff. The second person in the group was another woman. Like Elena, she had long, blonde hair, although unlike Elena, she was wearing it in two pigtails. Her outfit of choice seemed to be emulating those of the people of Wild Wild West, down to the hat, brown duster coat, black gloves and brown boots. Holstered on her belt were two revolvers. The final member of the trio, was fundamentally different from the other two in that he was a man. A 7 ft one, with a body composed almost entirely of muscle, at that. As if trying to add to the threatening image that his build could present to people, his hair was dyed crimson and gelled to resemble a patch of spiky grass, and his arms were covered in red tattoos that had seemingly been designed for the purpose of looking sinister. "Muzashi Kuroda. Bounty: 28,000,000. And Dran Morgan, bounty: 15,000,000." said the black haired woman, glancing through the window of the bar.Note
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| Yama | Mar 27 2015, 08:37 AM Post #24 | ||||||||
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"Yataaahh....!" Made a loud powerful sigh of satisfaction too his surroundings as he found it hard too keep himself together, he could feel his parts falling off slightly due to his relaxation. So many beautiful women had came into the bar, Kuroda was overwhelmed he was rushed with a sudden sensation of nausea he had never experienced before with his many years of substance abuse, never a nostril typhlosion of his own blood. He was sent back his eyes suddenly turning into the shape of hearts as he began to drool uncontrollably like a dog in heat with a burst rubber ball in it's mouth. What kind of bar were they in, he had never seen so many women apon the frosty shores of Cactus Island in all his years and like nothing they had to multiply in the masses and present themselves in a bar of aggressive pirate men. Kuroda would surely pay up too 50 for a shot of some of the women whom which had happened apon him in this bar. He could see that Dran the young ladies man that he was already making head in icebraking a conversation with one of the lovely en fuego senoritas and it was more than evident that if Kuroda was going to hold his title as strongest in the crew he had too make his way too some of these lovely lasses and charm them with his guile and good looks which were famous surely throughout the land by now, why else would these women have come too this very bar! He had suddenly seen a beautiful black curly haired woman with one eye, an eyepatch over one...she was quite a looker.Few moments later Kuroda is seen cuddling a mirror and kissing his reflection in confusion. It seems in his drunken and very innebriated state that he had decided he made a good woman and began too try and make out with himself. Fortunately he had not tried this apon a woman who was passing by as she probably wouldnt like his barbaric and useless tongue play. Kuroda was so fucking drunk that he had even forgot too involve any subplot narration in this and in fact made himself completely undesirable for using for the Amazon Lily women. Edited by Yama, Mar 27 2015, 08:43 AM.
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 27 2015, 10:11 AM Post #25 | ||||||||
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When the woman from Wild Wild West and her two companions all walked into the bar, Dran didn't pay much attention to them, being somewhat preoccupied with Lilith and Elena. When the blonde of the trio walked up to his booth and spoke his name in a somewhat stern voice, then he took notice. "Why are you interested in knowing that?" Dran said, while Elena, Lilith and their two friends looked at the newcomer in confusion. As if in response to this, the woman's right hand shot in and out of her coat, pulling out a fully loaded revolver that she pointed at Dran. "You two," she said quietly, glancing at the now alarmed looking Lilith and Elena, "I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. This man is a wanted criminal, and we're taking him in. Just back away, and I won't have to do anything unpleasant." Lilith and Elena didn't need telling twice. With quick assurances to Dran that it wasn't personal, they and their friends, who had lost interest in getting Kuroda to join them, stood up and left the booth, before heading back to the bar and ordering some more drinks, trying their best to ignore the scene that was now taking place. Once she was satisfied that they weren't going to get involved, the bounty hunter - because who else other than a marine would try and apprehend a wanted criminal - turned back to Dran. "You have a bounty of 15,000,000 on your head, as a result of your dealings with Tatsuo Sasaki. I'm going to suggest that you come with the three of us, unless you want a bullet in your shoulder." she said, with a small grin. Dran just sat there without speaking, his mind going through possible ways of escape. Before he could put any of them into action, one of the men at the bar, who'd been glancing at the trio of bounty hunters since they entered the building, stood up and started walking towards the group."Hey. I've heard about you, pigtail girl." he said, in a tone that suggested that whatever he'd heard wasn't good. Leslie gave him an annoyed glance, before turning straight back to Dran, as the black-haired woman with the quarterstaff walked up to him. "Stay out of this." she warned him. The man, six feet tall and wearing a sleeveless purple jacket that was seemingly designed to show off his commendable arm and body muscles, sneered at her in response. "She's Lexie Wilcox, the gunslinger from West Blue, isn't she?" he said, glancing at the blonde holding Dran at gunpoint. "And you're Kimiko, "Foe of all Pirates", right?" he added, turning back to the black-haired woman. "I hate bounty hunters." he said, his glare fixed on Kimiko. "A couple of them captured our captain a few weeks ago, and we lost about half the crew trying to save him. The way I see it, it's best we kill any bounty hunters we see, before they try and capture us. Strike first, you land the last strike and all that." That was seemingly the cue for all hell to break loose in the bar. The pirate who'd been speaking took out a dagger from his belt, and alongside a number of nearby pirates, charged the trio of bounty hunters. At about the same time, Dran, deciding to take advantage of Lexie's distracted state, kicked the bottom of the table with his right foot, launching it up into the air, before using his left foot to send it flying straight at Lexie and the man with the crimson hair. Lexie didn't react fast enough, and as it crashed into her, her revolver discharged. The bullet ricocheted off the ceiling, and buried itself in the foot of a member of another small group of pirates, who until now had yet to get involved with the events in the bar. As one, his four companions drew their weapons, roared various battle-cries, and charged into the fray. Meanwhile... Another bounty hunter from the bar, this one unaffiliated with Lexie's group, had followed Kuroda. He couldn't believe his good fortune; a pirate with a 28,000,000 bounty had gotten himself drunk right in front of him! This was surely his big break!After watching the utterly sloshed pirate kiss his own reflection for a bit, this man pulled out a rag that was soaked in a very potent sedative, and slowly advanced on him, never imagining that this drunken fool would be able to put up a decent fight. Edited by jaydude, Mar 27 2015, 10:11 AM.
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| Yama | Mar 28 2015, 05:08 AM Post #26 | ||||||||
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Whilst Kuroda was making out with this totally sweet ass bird who Dran had no chance with he started to have some cock block ass hole come up too him later and tried to seperate him from his princess with a dirty smelly rag that smelt kinda funny. Before Kuroda even knew it was evident that he was no longer amongst allies and friends. Kuroda was strapped too a chair with table ties drunk and sleepy as he sat there trying to make head of the situation. Around all his fingers was a strong vice like iron grip with two knifes sticking out the side. It kinda looked like a french guilotine. A greasy hairy old man stood across Kuroda. The creaky wooden chair squeeked loudly as Kuroda rose from his sleep. His ankles were tied also seemingly by plastic cable ties and when he looked at the floor and walls, they were covered in a thin plastic, the kind of thing you'd do if you were gonna splatter blood everywhere and you didn't want to spend ages cleaning it over time...It looks like Kuroda was now in a sticky situation! A man with a butcher's knife revealed himself from the shadows and stared Kuroda down. "Do you remember me? Diego the butcher?" "Yeah, I used to play cards with you when I was younger and I ended up loaning all that beri from you...." "You spent it on that damn bastard of a ship and sailed after your father thinking you could make it in the Grandline and now your here broke and still in a sorry state of affairs, Kid. I am gonna take your toes, fingers arms and legs!" "Why are you doing toes and fingers first? Why not just make me a nugget and get it over with...!" He slams one of the guilotines down apon a row of fingers within one of Diego's vices and slices them all off. No blood spurts as the fingers fall limp apon the ground. Kuroda looked over at Diego with a bone chilling glare of infuriation as his fingers magically started too float off the ground like magic. It was like he was floating them telekineticly. "I have no time for this Diego, It was funny at first you wanted the money back n all but what if I really could of been hurt there. You gotta watch out what your doing to people. Good thing I ate the Bara Bara no mi and became invincible." Blood drips from his cheek from when he was hurt earlier by the Kuja woman. Kuroda's sensations were suddenly over run with the pain of that kick. Did the Kuja people have something that could combat the...Bara Bara no mi? Surely not...but it was time for Kuroda too leave! "Shigan!" Kuroda struck the back of Diego's knee ripping through the skin blood splattered over the plastic. He was incapacitated as Kuroda's fingers zipped around the room and then slashed the cable ties off his wrists. It was time for Kuroda to go back too the bar and catch up with those babes. |
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| ♦ jaydude | Mar 28 2015, 11:31 AM Post #27 | ||||||||
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With the exception of Lexie, Kimiko and their red-haired friend, who tried to stick together, any concept of sides within the brawl was nonexistent, with all of the brawlers attacking the nearest human in reach, and Dran was right in the middle of it. He ducked underneath a right hook, before uppercutting his attacker and causing to slam against the bar's ceiling. As he fell back to the floor, Dran tried to find Kuroda. As he tried to move through the chaos, a rather short man jumped onto his shoulders and sent him flying across the bar with something resembling a hurricanrana. Rolling back up to his feet, Dran saw his attacker scrambling onto a table before jumping at him, no doubt attempting that manoever again. He never got the chance, as Dran nailed him with the Maelstrom, sending him flying towards the drinks cabinet of the Drunken Monkey. With the unmistakable sound of several dozen glasses and glass bottles being shattered, the midget hit the wall, before falling behind the bar. He was soon joined by a pirate who had been thrown in that direction by the huge man accompanying Lexie and Kimiko, while Dran continued in the direction he saw the drunken Kuroda stumble off in. He noticed that Lilith and Elena were both participating in the action: Lilith was straddling another woman on top of a table while in the process of trying to choke her out with a snapped off chair leg, while Elena had opted to just grab two bottles and hit anyone who tried to attack her. Surprisingly, it didn't take him long to run into Kuroda. The captain had just returned from somewhere, and had been on his way back to the bar. Dran was about to bring him up to speed on the situation, when he heard the door to the bar slam open, the sound somehow audible over the noises of the brawl. "Bar brawl! Come on guys, let's jump right in!" shouted a voice coming from the entrance of the bar. Turning to look, Dran saw a pirate captain, along with several of his men, charge into the bar and start attacking whoever they could get their hands on. Of course, Whiskey Peak was a hotspot for pirates on Cactus Island. Ducking down - someone had just thrown an abnormally large shuriken at him and Kuroda - Dran turned back to the captain. "I think we'd better leave now." he said. "This probably isn't the best mood for romance."
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"Shush....Dran, Your totally ruining my high....!" Mumbiling under his breath like a mad man as the projectile went over Dran's head and straight for his face. As the abnormally large shuriken came towards Kuroda, He immediately clasped it with his two palms like they were like an iron vise clamping down on it. He began to wobble back as he looked at the pirate crew attacking the pub as nothing more than a faint and annoying distraction from what he needed to be up too. Surely Black Betty should be finished by now. Kuroda began to make a quick jog from the current area towards Whiskey Peak. "Dran, Gather the men and bring them back too the barracks, this be not our battle...I need to leave here before I hurt everybody within a mile radius of this shit hole pub. We'll start work on the ship tomorrow and by the following day I am sure we shall find ourselves at the paradise known as Amazon Lily!" He scoffed aloud proudly as his nose began streaming with blood as he swiftly made his stage exit from this play. Andjoo was close in tow with all of Kuroda's leaving...It was best he took the night off from absolutely battering everyone in that bar for no reason other than because he thinks they are laughing at him or attack him. It was a hard up life being strong but it just brings this incredible emptyness of comfort. The opposite of living, Life is essentially about danger and these two men were gonna get up too a whole lot of it over the coming weeks apon the seas and it be probably better if whoever's reading this tune in next week. Once Kuroda made his way back too Black Betty, He picked out a small room for himself too retire too and cuddled Andjoo in bed. Unfortunately though it turned out that Andjoo consumed him over night before spitting him back out again because he tasted sorta like piss and peanuts. Edited by Yama, Mar 29 2015, 08:46 AM.
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After watching Kuroda and the snake make their way to the front door of the building, Dran gave a shrug, and turned his mind to his own method of escape, He opted to break a window and climb through it, rather than try and fight his way through the chaos again, and ended up in a small alleyway between the Drunken Monkey and another building. Peering round the corner of the Drunken Monkey, Dran noticed that the fighting had spilled outside the building, with people getting thrown out of the windows, trying to run from the brawl, or just coming to try and finish off combatants who had ended up outside. Aside from a few people grappling and hitting each other and a number of motionless bodies, the street was deserted. With no-one else coming to join in, Dran figured that the brawl would soon wind down, once it ran out of of fighters able to stand. Remembering that the whole thing had started because of the trio of bounty hunters trying to take him in, Dran decided to leave, on the off-chance that any of them survived the brawl and remembered him. He gathered up Kuroda's crewmen, and the group returned to the Black Betty. As he was making himself comfortable belowdecks, Dran thought about everything that had transpired within the last few hours. If the past events were any indication, Kuroda could certainly make his life entertaining, and at the end of the day, the guy was definitely willing to take him on as a member of his crew. Of course, there was the matter of his eccentric nature, but Dran had known a few crazier people in his pirating career. Besides, he was in the Grand Line now. He'd need allies if he wanted to survive. He figured that he'd stick with Kuroda, and see where it went... THE END Edited by jaydude, Mar 29 2015, 03:39 PM.
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