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History in the Baking
Topic Started: Apr 8 2016, 10:52 AM (1,941 Views)
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With the sound of the two men preparing for battle, Clarabell decidedly took another inspection of the newcoming Captain. Captain Jones was tall, nearly as tall as his ally. Like his comrade, his haori appeared to resemble that of a chef's garb, no doubt a reoccurring theme on the island of cuisine. Beneath this, he wore a plain white shirt, buttons going up along its center were neatly done, with little to no creases around it. this man appeared to be more battle happy than his more official peer. As she produced two new explosive orbs, her fingers wrapped around their circumference, she waited patiently for one of the two men to act in some manner.

She leaned forwards her, back hunched, ready to dart to either side if need be. "Not to rush you lot, but I'm almost certain that the others are done with their foes and I know that the Oven is right there," she whined, nodding to the large wall that had prevented Captain Strap and Lunguini from escaping earlier. Jones merely gave a laugh in retort, shaking his head as well. "And I know that where your standing is the grave you've dug yourself," he replied before his eyes snapped to a more fearsome expression before rocketing forwards. Swinging the large, rectangular blade, he tried for a clean swipe against the Clown girl, behind to his left swept his partner, who also bore a look of fury upon his bruised and dirtied face.

Sticking out her tongue, she bolted off from where she stood, hopping into the air. As she spun about, one of the two orbs sprang free from her grasp, detonating as it smacked down onto the ground, leaving a sizeable crater in its wake. pcolor=#007fff]"What's that?"[/color] she called, "You'd like another help- Uh oh!" she cried, finding herself batted by the blunt side of the grater, her skin finding itself peeling as it rubbed violently against the grates. Tumbling through the air, an outstretched arm to grab a hold on the spike colander was the most she could do to break her fall. Her thigh finding itself impaled by one of the spikes, other parts of her body also meeting shallow wounds through the impact.

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Xavros tore his head away from the marines exposed throat, hacking the goblet of flesh in his mouth at the ground while the man stumbled clutching at the wound, other hand hanging limp with serious wound at it’s wrist. The pirates head swayed musically, some haunting melody filling his ears that only he could here. As he gazed into his opponents eyes watching the life drain from them he could almost empathise with his agony. The spreading chill as the blood trickled from your body, such radiating throbbing pain that seemed to streak through entire limbs, pounding a beat to the tempo of your steadily slowing heart rate.

This fight was over but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to enjoy the most satisfying part, watching condescending paragons of justice torn down from their high horses was one of his favourite attractions, stepping steadily closer as his opponents staggering became rapidly less directed. ”That’s right, sleepy sleepy. Xavros will tuck you in one last time.” his face barely inches from the man who was almost as pale as chalk. A hand swiped at him, a last ditch attempt to land a blow but it met nothing but air, one of them benefiting substantially from their own ability to heal their wounds.

Grabbing the wrist that swung for him he almost looked disappointed, sure he was on his last legs but such a weak blow was beyond pitiful, ”You really don’t have much going for you without those flames huh? What a shame, it’s almost embarrassing xavros got stalled for so long. Oh well shouldn’t speak ill of the dead should you, but just know while you’re here bleeding out like cattle, we’ll be causing all kinds of trouble….and you can do nothing about it practically nose to nose his depraved grin seemed to revel in the mans helplessness, or at least the despair that came with realising it. Whatever the cause it made for a truly delightful flavour, but one he didn’t have the luxury of taking his time to savour, it was time to go find the missus and make sure she wasn’t in trouble.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

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Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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Cries of pain echoed from the clown's throat as she felt the sharp pain of having been impaled. Her pupils constricting, she flung another one of her regular Clarabombs at point-blank range towards the Marine's face, watching as the explosion consumed his face, the blast of heat being enough to toss her from the weapon's grasp, the sharp pain of the spikes being pulled from their lodging seared through her skin, her body retorting with a violent jolt. "Who would have though it... Trying to pop me... like a damn balloon..." she wheezed, clutching at her thigh with her free hand whilst hopping about, avoiding a hasty swipe from Captain Jones. The wild haired brunet saw that they were at an advantage, but wasted time by turning an eye towards his fellow officer, smoke and flames billowing from his face, Strap's hands frantically attempted to pat them out.

Noticing the opportunity for a revolt, Clara leaped up into the air, spinning as she did so she would appear overhead the newcomer. In her right hand was her Tommy gun, the Clapometer. Finger pressing down on the trigger, she let loose a spray of fire, raining down on the head of the Marine, who promptly covered his head with his wide-birthed weapon. A sinister grin spreading across her lips, she landed atop of the weapon with another weapon in hand, the black box of the Surprise Box.

"Let's see how you enjoy being grated!" she roared before performing a downwards strike, hitting the second function of the box, the red boxing glove springing forwards as it began to unleash a barrage of punches, pressing down onto the microphile. Slapping against the Marine and with the constant force of Clara's attack, cough of blood gurgled from beneath the assault before he managed to whip his weapon to the side, prompting Clara to kick off of it and dash through the air, pocketing both of her weapons before she skidded along the ground, a cloud of dust following her wake.

Before her stood her two opponents, smoke continued to emanate from Strap's lungs, his face burned and scarred, one eye seared shut. Jones' face was a massacre of nicks and cuts, his skin peeling away, his hair shredded into tufts of awkward juts. Raising both their weapons, Clara gave a wild looking expression as her face contorted with her own face paint, a demonic expression falling upon her hellish features, the Harlequeen was more than ready to continue.
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"Alright little kitty, I'm done playing games with you."

Captain Cage moved his hand slightly up to his chest where the Lion had cut him, blood slowly oozed out of the wound. His hand was a bit shaky as his finger picked up a bit of the blood. The crimson shined in the light of the sun as he stared at it for a moment before licking some of it off of his fingers.

"You got some mean little claws there kitty. But I'm not about to go running for the hills over a little scratch. Still though, lets end this now before your little buddies down below start to fuck more things up. Paper work and all, you get it right mate? Or not."

Godric growled, the man was talking a lot, something Godric didn't like very much. Talkers liked the antagonize people into doing something they didn't want to do, it breaks the concentration in battle. A good tactic for a marine though, able to get their opponents out of their comfort zone and make them do something life ending. Godric knew this, he had fought his fair share of talkers, hell even trained by one at some point. But Monocular aside, this Captain was asking for an end to this so that he could move on to other things, an insult to Godric but one that would fuel his fire more. Godric positioned himself on all fours like he had done before, eyes locked on the marine as the two prepared for their final clash.

The marine slid his leg back and took a nice strong stance, holding what was left of the hammer in one hand now with a firm grip. "I gotta tell ya mate, this hammer swings a hell of a lot better this way." he said with a smirk as he tried to coat the weapon in haki but found he didn't have the strength left for that. Godric's eyes widen, pupils scanning the path ahead of him, he would need to jump in order to reach this guy. He took off in the next moment, the Captain's face smiling the entire time. The marine twirled the hammer around as the Lion narrowed in on his location, building speed with every spin. It wasn't long until until the Lion pounced, claws out as before but unlike before the Captain was ready to redirect him instead of avoid him.

With a quick swing, the teen vanished into the sky, the hammer had connected with his open jaw, shutting it tightly and launching him in the process. Godric lost sight of everything in that moment, he could only feel the wind against his fur as he was shot into the sky. He could feel himself the warmth of the sun grow stronger the higher he went, it felt like he was moving for miles above the ground, only slowly opening his eyes when he reached the peak of his launch. He didn't see the ground tho, all he saw was a single photo flying out of his pocket and slowly making it's decent to the earth below. He felt as though he was stuck in the air for longer than a moment, eyes locked on the picture from his childhood, both the professors standing by him side by side.

His hand reached out for it but it was out of his reach, that was until his body began moving back to the earth. He grabbed the photo and locked eyes with the marine, somehow fully powered just from looking at the photo. His body began to fall rapidly, his weight slowing him down in this position as he fell with his arms open and stretched out. The teen quickly changed his position, moving his upper body ahead of anything so that he could easily keep the Captain in his sights. The man was cocky, he stood his ground though he was clearly in no shape to continue. He took a stance and prepared to strike with whatever he had left, knees now shaking a bit, chest still stinging from the slash. He stared the Nemean in the eyes and held his ground, justice was on his side right, how could he fail with that.

Godric began to build up power in his right arm, spinning it rapidly until a sort of votex ball formed around it. It was then that he used whatever force he could to build up more speed, making his body as needle shaped as possible. The marine contined to hold his ground, this time fully covering his hammer in haki, stronger than any he had done before. The two got close and the Nemean flipped, catching the swing of the hammer with his feet and using his weight to force it down, the Captain wasn't expecting to face the full weight of the Nemean drop on his hammer only the power of his fist. His was force down instantly and what happened next seemed took only an instant more to finish him off.

The golden lion quickly kicked his body up, fully releasing the grip he had on the hammer and forcing his body into the air. "Better luck next time!" with that the teen punched the Captain with the vortex ball fist at point blank range, forcing his body through the roof of the stadium and back down towards the spectator seats, spinning the whole way down. The dome collapsed and the Nemean found himself falling into some ovens and post, but the fight was finally over. He laid there for a moment, taking a breath if he could. Everything around him was ringing, he had no idea how long that fight took or what was happening while he was up there. It was only then when the arm of his scarlet rabbit wrapped around him.

"Are you ok?!"

She cried, bringing him back from deafness. Godric had no idea why she was still there, he could have sworn he asked her to leave. A slap came across his face, bringing him out of thought, "What the hell was that!?! Giving me a god damn heart attack like that. What are you doing getting into a street fight with a marine Captain, are you Trying to get arrested! Jesus you would think a wanted man would want to stay out of prison.?!?" Godric blinked with dull eyes, rolling them once as he got to his feet.

"Thanks Godric, you saved us, now go help those pirates before they get arrested."

"Oh sure thing Elly any time."


The teen was mocking the woman and got slapped again, "Save from who? It was the pirates that caused all of this in the first place."

Godric paused, he didn't have a comeback for that, it was probably true, he had no idea of knowing. He was in the bathroom trying some brownies. "Anyway I should probably go help that clown before she gets herself killed then," he said dusting himself off and starting to move out. "Get somewhere safe, I'll try to come back before anything hits the fan ok."

"Don't kill my brother, Bye!"

"Whatever" he said in an annoyed tone.


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Position: Member/Family
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Professions: Martial Artist/Smith
Location: Grandline
Legend: Normal
Strength: 88
Speed: 85
Stamina: 74
Accuracy: 65
Fortune: 90
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"Let's go go go go!" she cackled as she bent down, flicking on the switches of both of her shoes, the breath dials that were embedded into them whirring to life before she set off from the ground, the added force from the wild winds that escaped her soles assisted her in getting to places much faster and when she finally leapt into the air, she was able to carry her self much farther because of it. with a hint of sorrow, she couldn't help but feel sad due to the fact that was unable to fly through the air from the shoes.

With a roar, both men fired themselves towards her, Jones make a swipe towards her with the bladed age of the cheese grater. Spinning through the air, the star athlete made a hasty dodge, before landing onto the ground by her hands, pushing off of them to allow herself to forcefully float through the air itself before coming to a tumble along the ground, kicking off of a stray pillar and back towards the two hulking men. Her body shot through the space between Captain strap and herself within mere seconds, her arms outstretched as she barrelled into his chest, tackling him to the ground with an audible thud.

As they both skirted through the air, she caught the glint of a weapon as Captain Jones brought his make shift sword down towards her arm, with a clean swipe, it embedded itself into the rubble, right were Clara's hand was! With an ungodly scream, the clown reached for her arm. "M-My arm! He chopped off my hand!" she roared, kicking and flailing, doing damage to the falling Captain Strap, whose bloody face was caked with all sorts of remnants of street and buildings, no doubt the tackle and screams had done quite the number to him.
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While revelling in his own victory over the felled marine xavros’s blissful moment of self indulgence was shattered completely. His entire expression froze, instantly losing the self satisfied grin for a look of concern, ears pricked and keen for any further sounds. He had heard what should not be, a voice among the chaos howling notes that harrowed. There was no doubt in his mind it belonged to the mistress, but the pain, the anguish, the anger it contained, that was what truly terrified him.


With not a second to lose he dashed towards the direction of the sound, senses honed by an almost supernatural protective instinct. On his own xavros could have never been this strong if he tried, but as it was currently nothing would get between he and her. His nails grew just a little, sharp and pointed, and as he tore up the street there were those who moved to intercept him but he barely spared them a glance, arms lashing out to sever arteries with surgical precision, bodies dropping in his wake while he stared only towards his goal.


A man who could have barely navigated his way out of a cardboard box this time honed in as though following some sort of beacon, rounding a corner to see the smoking remains of a battlefield obliterated. Several charred craters amid buildings peppered with bullet holes, she had certainly if nothing else been very busy.


He didn’t have a chance in fairness, already soaked in sweat, blood and covered in bruises all the while being battered and clawed viciously by a girl enraged with pain how would he ever see an attack coming from behind him? But come it did, chains snaking round the man’s throat and torso before with a terrific heave xavros tore the man off of his captain flinging him through the front of a nearest building. It was unlikely to put an end to him but it would get him away from her which was all that mattered at this moment. Putting an end to him, that was never something that could be so swift. Xavros was seething, a rage like nothing he had ever known, a desire to wound and maim that came not from something as pallid as a little sadism but from a deep dark hearted desire to dwell in their suffering. He wanted them to writhe and scream, to lose themselves in endless agony, till day was night and up was left, till there was nothing but pain and madness, and even then they would not have paid their debt.


But none of that mattered, what he wanted was unimportant, all that mattered in this instant was the missus and how she was doing. Kneeling at her side he moved to scoop up the suddenly frail looking body. ”Xavros was late, he cannot apologise enough. While he was playing around you got hurt like this, if you want you can take xavros’ hand, he would even give you his head if you asked for it, there is no apology to make up for his failure here. But don’t worry about that arm we’ll have you to the doctors right away, they can patch you back together easy peasy” With a swift flick of the wrist he lashed like a whip the chain around his arm, darting through the air to pierce a nearby window, yanking back causing it to shatter the pane as it made it’s return, now entwined around a bottle of brown liquid. ”You should drink this for the pain, it will help a little bit at least” he was tempted to suggest just sticking her hand back on the arm with his stickiest slime but something told him that it was perhaps better to leave that type of thing to the trained professionals.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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With the sounds of her creams echoing out throught the destroyed streets of the island, her grand line of destruction that had followed her chase lay behind her, Clara could do nothing but clutch at her sleeve. Just as Strap was beginning to return to his senses, the older Marine returned to his feet, entering into a fiercer pose, weapon at the ready. As he prepared his mighty swing, he found himself at odds with the powerful chain whip of the Bloody Fool. Wrapping around his torso, the ground beneath his feet was moved from under him before he was thrown off to the side, his body smashing against a building, the impact heralding a formidable dent, which only caused the near-destroyed building to finally topple over, adding to the wave of destruction.

Her body being cradled by the tall man, she looked up to give a grin towards Xavros as he swiftly whipped his arm out, the chain hooking around a ledge before he tugged the two of them upwards through a window, entering one of the stable buildings within the mass of rubble. As he explained his will to give her his own hand, she grabbed a hold of wrist with her left hand, solemnly shaking her head.

"Xavros..." she muttered, refusing to take the bottle of brown liquid just yet. "I know that if I ever need a helping hand, I have you. Just know that... I always have a helping hand, for whenever you are sad..." she explained, pocketing her right arm into the sleeve of her left. Her face contorted into a visage of pain before she slowly began to slide her right arm out, her wrist, then her palm on show. Turning the back of her hand towards him, she called out, "One! Two! Three! Four! Thumb!" With each word, a finger stuck out. She wriggled them around before showing a wider grin. "And just like magic, it's as if he never even got my hand! Cahahahaha!" she squealed, hugging Xavros before jumping about. Turning her body to stick her head out of the broken window, she looked down to Jones helping his fellow Captain out of the wall that he had been ruthlessly lodged into.

A gloved hand raised towards her chin, she gave a quick nod. "Okay, grab me," she said, her back to her fiercest ally. "Then jump, as far and as high as you can. If you can do that, I'll bring the sky down onto them," she explained, stamping down on her right heel before a hidden slot within her shoe opened up, gloved fingers that were connected there caught the sphere that popped out and threw it up into the air. "This here, is my Grand Finale," she noted, an excited look falling over her face as she readied herself to release her strongest explosion yet. The two men down below looked up to where her face poked out, Jones pointing his finger in her direction with a stern expression. "Come out, coward! Does it only take one hand to quell your wrath?!"
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The bottle of rum was not to her liking, the little lady pushing it away from her. Even in the brief moments since his arrival she already seemed to have a little more color in her cheeks. While xavros was blubbering his way through an apology for lacking in his duties, she was sat there minus an arm trying to make him feel better. How lucky could one guy get, how undeserving could one individual be of such kindness. His outside grinned, but he inside cried. She was so strong, disproportionately so for size and age, but still she shouldn’t be made to suffer something such as this, and all because the one she was supposed to be able to rely upon had been unreliable, what kind of nonsense was that.


A giggle left his body as he watched her reproduce her own hand, he’d not even thought it possible for him to laugh at this point and yet somehow she got one out of him. He had no idea how yet but someway he was going to repay her back for all this. But for now there was a much more prominent task at hand, however much he may have wanted to peel the skin from flesh and bone on these two human shaped gorilla shits, it wasn’t his fight to do so. And the captain he knew wouldn’t be all too happy if he started jumping in and doing as he pleased to a fight she had left unfinished. His face flushed a vivid scarlet he momentarily couldn’t think as small warm arms embraced him, despite himself a lopsided grin of indulgence stretched his cheeks and for just a moment he was lost in his own bliss.


However no time for that once upon her feet once more the missus was all buisness, mapping out a plan of attack for the two morons still standing, and a nice and simple one at that, xavros’ favourite kind. ”Up and up right? Xavros can do that” Hoisting the young lady up with a seat made from the crook of his arm he flung the chain wrapped round the other out the opening in the buildings face and up onto it’s roof where where the hook at it’s end caught purchase, leaping out into the abyss before with a heaving yank hauling the pair of them up and over the edge.


”Coward? Not at all! Not even! You two dumb dumbs just don’t know when you’re getting a good show” honestly that crack about her hand had him wanting to grind his teeth down to gum around their bones but that’s not what the missus would have wanted, she was all about showmanship, so a show he would give them. ”if you had your finalee without a little tension before it would be like steak with no potatoes, like having a baby without all the screaming and tears, wheres the build up?!?!?” honestly he had never tried introducing an act as the announcers in the circus did, apparently he was not very good at it, fortunately he did not know this ”But worry not mortally muggles of the world below, for now you will see it, the most flabbergasting, most awe astounding, most applause inspiring sight of your life. Prepare to be blown awa.. no wait the missus always used those explosive type jokes she’d probably used that one already ”Get ready to have your socks blown of…. hmm actually that one probably wasn’t safe either and in all truth both their feet were black and charred anyway they probably didn’t have any socks left ”Just get really fricken excited!! For now i give to you the Harlequeen herself CLARABELLE GRAAAAAAAAAACE!!!!” and with that he took several steps back from the edge, a short run up before leaping from the edge before him, the sheer drop ahead which would hopefully be less full of marines by the time they made that particular descent.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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The towering figure that made up the cackling jester, who upon revelation that his captain was in perfect condition, apart from the cuts and bruises that would now mar her body once unpainted, was now praying to the heavens for their good safety and return. Lowering his arm down, he formed a small crook for which she was to sit upon, an act that only furthered her very one stage name, the Clown Empress. Following suit with the Bloody Fool, she made use of it, gripping onto his bicep tightly, her feet crossing one another as her high-spec footwear calmed down its odd, inane whirring. The other explosives that were hidden within the forefront of the shoes were safely tucked away, unable to detonate on their own. Alongside them, hidden within the soles of her feet were the two propelling Breath Dials, which she had harvested from Birka on her single showing within the Sky Island. Right before she performed her acts of terrorism, in retaliation to her unknown funding of other acts of radicalism.

As the man cast his arm forth, the long length of chain that was coiled around his arm was swiftly hurled outwards, making itself arc around the front of the building as it was cast at a curved angle. With its ascent, the hook that the chain ended in latched itself onto the roof of the building before clanking along the tiles. With a sharp tug and pull, the hook had been secured. Now was the moment of truth, leaping through the frame of the broken window, the two flew through the air, before the knifemaster hoisted them into the sky above with a powerful yank.

As they arrived atop of the roof of the building, the two men began to slightly regain their bearings. It appeared that Jones had received the worst of the most recent skirmish, the blasts from earlier, alongside their first squalor having been enough to leave him short of breath, not to mention having been cast of his element without his powerful weapon by his side. Clara on the other hand had her most powerful weapons both in her hands, but also by her side, the might bellowing of Xavros began to herald her appearance alongside the noteworthy performance that she was about to put on display for her new audience. With a wicked grin of utter glee, she couldn't help herself but feel her heart flutter at the sounds of her own name being announced by her partner in crime. Her hand clutching at her chest, she took a deep breath as the man took off the side of the building, his own physical strength outmatching her own in terms of usage and ability, the two of them being able to cross the massive gap with a ferocious pounce. Face twisting with the force of the winds that raged across her face, the muscles along her arm tensed as she clutched the ball. "Clarabomb: Grand Finale!"

Whilst her own strength may not have been a match for the Zoan type, her own power was more than sufficient when it came to the use of the hurling her own bombs. With force akin to the star pitchers of Baseball games, the sphere whizzed and spun through the air. The two men had barely the time to react, turning about and leaping off to either side, before it slammed down onto the ground, causing a burst of rubble and grey concrete remnants of walls, a streak through the air having followed alongside it. Nigh on a second later was the catastrophic wheeze then boom of the product of her ingenius mind and incomparable talent at explosive making. The blast itself came in the form of fire, that blasted forth, engulfing the streets in a tidal wave of catastrophe, the maniacal genius could only hold her breath at the sight of the flames rushing through streets as if it were a herd of animals running rampant along their own course. The ensuing cloud that plumed upwards was beautiful, wherein that in its symbolic nature, it appeared in the form of a gargantuan big top, the symbol of the circus itself.

Eyes wide and sparkling, she clutched onto Xavros' face, rubbing her own along the side of it as she cried for joy. "There it is! The bomb to end all explosives! From here on out, the sky is the limit, Xavros!" she roared, pumping her fist through the air. That was, before the retaliating elements of nature kicked in and the awe-stricken air waves forced their ascent higher than anticipated. "Ah, crap..."

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As the pair made their literal leap of faith clara roared the announcement of the bomb to end all bombs, before tossing the tiny sphere she had retrieved from within her heel only moments before. It hurtled through the air almost in slow motion, rolling slowly before colliding with the ground. The two below didn’t seem to know what to make of it, so small, so innocuous, that was untill it detonated. A rush of hot air whipped past the duo and that was only the precursor, looking down to sea a pyroclastic sea explode outward from the epicenter, smoke and ash washing across the streets below as they toppled buildings like dominoes with the force of the blast.

The sheer distance it expanded was already impressive but the destructive power behind it was something else, looking on in shocked awe as a burned out crater was branded into the heart of the island, nothing but death and ashes left in it’s wake, a few smouldering fires atop the charcoal. The updraft that came with the miniature mushroom cloud was forceful, billowing beneath xavros and sending the two of them higher into the sky than he might have liked. This was both fortunate and unfortunate at the same time, fortunate before currently there were no buildings still standing that he might use to slow their soon to be very rapid descent and unfortunate because if they didn’t find one before they started falling proper the impact was going to be that much worse.

However he couldn’t think about that at the moment, in all honesty he couldn’t think about much at all as tiny warm hands clutched his face and rubbed the softed of cheeks against his own. It was bliss, it was paradise, it was….heaven! In all honesty even if they had just hit the ground and gone splat he would have died a happy man, but that was not what he was here for, the degree of protection he offered the missus was never so shoddy as that. Though at the center of the blast there was nothing but rubble left as they moved further towards the radiating zones there was more and more skeletal remains of structures in left in the aftermath, though that was all they were, humbled husks of buildings. She had certainly grown since they’d last played like this, he remembered clara making things go bomb, but he couldn’t remember a time those booms had devoured small cities.

Drifting through the air on the ambient momentum created from riding the blast he launched the chain coiled round his wrist once again, this time towards what was left of a window frame in the distance before tugging hard to send them flying towards the face of it. Descending as they neared his feet and free hand became slick with thick sticky slime, a squelching splash erupting as he slapped his appendages against the brickwork, grinding against it as they slid nearer the ground before finally slowing enough to clamber his way back down to terrafirma. There was a smell in the air that was almost unidentifiable, it was the smell of burnt but of so many things burnt at once that no single one could be picked out, it filled and stung the nostrils. But for xavros it was a scent of pride, after all it was his captain that had done this, what more could he ask for.

”What you wanna make go boom next misses? That was a pretty loud bang, we shouldn’t be left lonely for long.” setting the young lady down as he did so. They had created quite the commotion, and while the blast had cleared out opposition from the near surrounding area…..well actually for quite a distance into the surroundings, marines were like roaches they always seemed to manage to cluster once more no matter how well you cleared them out.
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The aftermath of the Grand Finale was something to behold. For a moment, it seemed as if everything, from the denizens of the island to the very force of nature to even the howls of the sea winds, all hushed. Their breath taken away from them after the climax of Clara's explosive genius. The streets blew with calm, warm winds, heated by the residule fire that was left from the blast, large plumes of smoke fluttered into the sky, remnants of wooden beams, furnitures and frames were alight with flames, licking at the sky and the rocks around it. At the epicenter of the blast itself was a large, smouldering crater, the two marines were no more, having been caught in the very center of the blast itself had seemingly been too much for the duo to handle, not many would have been able to survive such an encounter, let alone those who had already squared off against the formidable foe. Had they known of her expanded repertoire of weaponry, there was chance enough that they wouldn't have gone headlong into the fight with her, or at least would have brought three Captain class Marines handy.

All at once though came the sounds of the city. Buildings continued to collapse, the crumbling of walls and heaving crashes of floors as they toppled in on themselves roared alongside the whirring noises of firemen trying to offer assistance against the rising inferno that was spreading throughout the area of the Pans. The scremas of those who had survived trumpeted through the city streets, the blasts from before having earned their fear, but this had achieved their terror. Not a single sole could have predicted that the troupe of two, Godric not withstanding, would have gone on to devour the city in onslaught, cutting down ther protectors of the island itself en masse.

As Clara flew through the air, atop of her perch along the Zoan's powerful and yet slender arm, she couldn't help but feel as if she had accomplished something. She had been told by her teacher, Jolon Ryker, that she was in some form a Demolitionist, having obtained the prerequisite knowledge to join the ranks of someone who dons the name itself, but now she had fully demonstrated that she was worthy of the title. As they soared through the air, Xavros once again splayed his arm forwards, firing the hooked chain out towards a window, where it caught a hold of a window frame and managed to transport him aside to the face, tugging on it to slow their travel down. As they reached the face of the building, he reach out with his free hand, a thick, sticky liquid began to emit from it as he travelled down towards the wreckage below.

Once they reached the ground itself, the putrid stench of smoke filled her nose. Wretching from the off putting smell, she couldn't help but feel idioms of disgust as she tried to peer through the destruction. It appeared that the air itself was thick with both smoke and particles of buildings. She felt sorry for the poor guy who had to clean up after her show. As Xavros inquired as to the next step in her plan, she drummed her gloved fingers along her chin as she pondered it for a second. Quickly snapping her fingers and indicating towards where they had came from, she gave quick node. "That wall that stopped me from getting to the Oven, that should be gone by now, i doubt anything around that district really survived!" she exclaimed, recalling as to why she had to square off with both Marine Captains. "Lemme just try one thing, er hrm - SLAVEN! GODRIC! HARLEQUINS! TO THE OVEN!!" she screamed, her voice rocketing through the streets themselves, akin to the flames she had let off earlier.

Patting Xavros' head, the girl gave a quick chuckle at the mention of not being left alone. Hopping off from her perch, she crossed her arms and tried to go for a sage-like expression. "Don't worry about the Marines, Xavros. I think after we took all of those guys out, we'd be doing pretty well for ourselves! If there are any Marines left, it's doubtful they'd be as strong as the Captains and even if they were, I'm sure they'd be too stunned after our performance," spinning and hopping about, trying to regain her bearings once more as she had taken quite a few blows from the previous battle. The walk towards their main foes would have to do as far as resting time would go, although she knew for a fact that Xavros wouldn't be hurt for all that long, her own healing abilities weren't as instantaneous. "The after show party begins with Bright-Eyes," she commented before jabbing her finger into the air.

"Forward march!" she cackled as she began to swing her arms from side to side, goose stepping all the way through the valley of flame and destruction that she had given birth to, an odd saying, but one that was completely true in its entirety. Her Grand Finale for the Marines was beautiful indeed, but it wasn't where her talents simply ended.
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A loud pitched ringing that continued to annoy him, the blast that had caused it was no cloud of sunshine either. The Nemean in his full animal form was moving through the pile of rubble and chaos when the blast occurred. The teen had left Elly to her family business and their problem with this years tournament to look for the clowns, but he could see that they needed no protection. The golden lion had managed to catch the end of that off in the distance, right before the bomb went off, two marine, strong ones at that and she was handling them. Then it all went white and the annoying ringing began, all the teen remembered was the heat, he could feel it almost wrap around him and flicker as if it were the flames themselves. It was chilling.

"That was intense,"

The pirate whispered to himself as he tried to shake off the event he just witnessed. He noticed his hesitation and forced himself to move, unsure as to what just happened there. The Lion began running, he could see them already so it didn't take long for him to catch up, only he heard the clown chef screaming off in the distance as if she were summoning him. "I'm not a damn dog woman!" he yelled as he neared the group. Transforming back into his normal form, the young pirate looked at the two clowns and what they had down. "What the hell was all this about? I thought you guys were just some clowns for hire." He asked in confusion. He couldn't make sense of anything really, it just seemed like an endless path of chaos with no meaning. He wanted to understand why it was going on, but really, he wanted to justify the urge he was feeling. It looked fun, he hadn't stretched his legs in weeks. Not since he he left the Beast Blood crew after the Sea King Attack.

There was a lust he had developed it seemed, one for destruction and chaos. It hadn't really dawned on him until now, he always seemed to just be ok with the chaos and destruction, he never thought he'd actually miss it. Though, he knew these days of peace would end soon, he never thought he'd end it with an eye opener like this. He smirked, and shrugged, "Never mind, just lead the way." he said in acceptance. Why does he always get stuck with the crazies though.
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”Ohhh I geddit, I geddit. So what you mean is they didn’t have enough marines to stop us, that’s a little…..dissapointing” xavros appearing genuinely glum at the prospect, it wasn’t that he particularly sought after a life spent “running from the cops” that was when he wasn’t cutting them to pieces. It was just there was something deflating about the other side simply running out of forces, it wasn’t exactly the most epic way to achieve victory now was it? But nevertheless it wasn’t as though they were out of amusement, as ever it seemed the captain had a new direction for them to head, and this one veered towards a whole new genre of opposition, though one who was likely very much more vindictive than the marines that came before. He didn’t know all that much about the marines but he did know about pirates, in the pirate world it was dog eat dog, which meant if someone bit you you had to bite them back that much harder lest all the other little ankle biters come out sniffing blood in the air. They were about to nip at a yonkou, and there was definitely a questionable level of consequence involved. Fortunately for xavros he was too dumb to know fear for himself, too single minded to factor in anything but concern for the lady, so as long as she was still smiling he would continue on course.

As instructed xavros did begin to forward march, a skill he was especially proficient in from his army days, but no sooner had they marched just a little up the street an all too familiar voice came hollering towards them. Big kitty had a spring in his step and a thorn in his eye, for some mysterious and riddled reason he seemed annoyed about something. What it could possibly be xavors couldn’t begin to ponder….even as he stood in the still smoking crater his mistress had created not moments before. ”We could be, for the right price. Kyaaak-kyak-kyak” a little dismay crossed xavros face, ebbed with disappointment in watching the young man revert to his non-giantfurball state. But no matter, where they were going there would be all the time in the world for kittyfication.
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A soft sigh escaping her lips, Clara couldn't help but agree with the words of the towering powerhouse. Nodding along at the sombre atmosphere they had created, she too found it somewhat odd and dissatisfying. This may have been the first time that they had simply killed everyone of the opposing faction and she was none too happy about it. Her shoulders sagging somewhat, she wondered how they were going to find replacements, bolster their defenses maybe? She had decimated a troupe of Ensigns, maybe one or two had survived and would now be fueled by blood lust and vengeance and bring on a new era of justice. She shook her head momentarily, it was unlikely. For such an unstoppable force to be overturned by a single island, it'd have to take a true spectacle, such as raising an island from the ocean itself and quite literally, turning it on its head.

Now though, they trumpeted along to the sound of their marching footsteps, the duo readying themselves to face an all new enemy who was at the forefront of the Government's hitlist. As news went, Clarabell made sure to stay up-to date with the comings and goings of those around her. Always keeping a keen eye on any oncoming threats or looming presences around her. She also used to listen in on Jecht's conversations with his criminal connections, taking notes on any major players, especially since they had joined the Novus Alliance with Sam Wright and Jolon Ryker. The World Government had issued out a statement after recent affairs and conflicts with the villain, that Bright-Eyes had now been branded as the most wanted man on the seas. A fact that took many aback. For her, she had never thought too much of the Emperor's powers, only knowing them by reputation and that they were known as the most fearsome beings within the ominous New World. Now though, she could clearly gain a grasp as to who and what they were, along with the massive impact the waves they made had on the world itself.

Having been lost in her thoughts, the red nsoed devil snapped back to attention as she realised that they had arrived once more to the epicenter of the explosion, no remains of the two Marine Captains she had fought earlier were left, her epic battle with the two having worn them down that they had little to no resistance when the explosion hit home. Before she could stare at the still fiery red center, that wafted out bubbles of heat, she could hear the thumping and clawing of a large beast approaching them. Turning about, she was glad to see that her calls hadn't gone unheard. With a wave of her hand, she signalled for him to come, meaning no harm to the mythological lion. "Hey~ God~ Ric~" she cooed, her arm waving with each call. "Sorry about earlier, we didn't mean to ruin the arena... and the outside.... and this whole general area..." she mumbled apologetically, the clown looking down towards the ground before kicking at the dirt.

Snapping back to an expression of delight, she gave an excited look, a certain sparkle entering her eye. "The guys who are really to blame for all this is Bright-Eyes' goons. I heard they were at the Oven, you should come! I think you'd amaze them all with your talents~!" she sung, her arms stretched out as she spun about on the balls of her feet, hopping from one foot to another.
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The Jester made his jokes as anyone of his profession would have, laughing as the teen skimmed over him to the red nosed clown who was trying to explaining their actions. Now the pirate wasn't an idiot, he had been around more than his fair share of pirates and pirate crews. He had seen all pirates and in types, they all seemed to want something and offer nothing but deception as an explanation. Of course he knew she wasn't going to tell him the whole thing up front but that wasn't the point anymore, Godric was along for the ride, he'd been missing this aspect of his life since leaving the beast bloods at sea all those weeks ago. Still the teen was surprised to know that she was indeed after these Bright Eyes people that had taken Elly's brother from their family. The teen held his head, a sudden urge of dizziness had overcome him, probably the concision he had received from that Captain's Hammer.

"So you're after the Bright Eyes group? I don't know that much about them but I've heard the name before from several other crews and marines." The teen had last heard the whispers around the Beast Blood ship that they were somehow forced into doing some of the group's bidding. Obviously he'd have to do his homework on not only this but the other name that keeps coming up, Kamina. The pirate shook off the thoughts "Well whatever it is they did, I got only one request. Theres a red haired guy in that bunch, part of the Hare family. We can't kill him, that's all. Do what you have to but don't kill him, I'd get in some problems if he died you know?" he said smiling and rubbing the back of his head, soothing his wound at the same time.
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