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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 24 2017, 08:56 AM Post #16 |
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With a satisfying ker-clunk xavros managed to pry the metal jaws apart, leaving them to fall to the ground with a clatter and him left standing with angry red gouged tooth marks patterned across his arm, back and neck. It really was something, the bite of a baby, to think it was capable of that on day one, he was gonna make a real strong crew member, just think of all the protecting the missus he would be able to do. He was going to be such a proud dad. Just about to wipe a lone tear from rolling down his cheek, the offspring he had never expected slipped like an eel from within it’s metal mother, exposed in the sunshine as what could easily be mistaken for a fully grown woman. ”That is the wierdest looking baby, i’ve ever seen” xavros muttering to himself in disbelief, he’d been about to use the word ugliest but that seemed unfair, while it made for a pretty ugly baby if you took that part out of the equation she wasn’t that bad. Just a bit strange, pale blue like someone had been squeezing the air out of her neck hole a little too long, with a big bulbous booty on her brain. Ahhh well, not like he was in any position to judge someone else on appearance, you had to just go ahead and accept things sometimes in this weird world they live in. However he didn’t have to spend too long trying to get his head around it, as his captain had rapidly remembered the original target of her anger. The sound of his name being growled was all he heard before a stream of brightly colored light streaked through him upon turning to the source of the noise ”Pretty” all that managed to leave his mouth as he looked down upon the hole now bored through his gut, only for a ballistic BANG to erupt behind him swallowing his body in flame and smoke and sending it tumbling forward in a series of rolls. ”Don’t worry Papa xavros gonna get your goodies back!! the woozy fool, having clambered unsteadily to his feet still charred and smoking, his swimming vision just barely enough to make out big n blue trying to snag something from the beetle head in the chair. Acidic slime congealing at the tips of his fingers he began to fling a barrage of it in the direction of her target, however as concussed as he was his aim wasn’t exactly as pinpoint as you might have liked for a situation here there were so many in close proximity. So instead to globs ended up scattered in that general direction with any and all at risk of being caught in the line of fire. ooc
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ♥ Tengu | Apr 24 2017, 09:42 AM Post #17 |
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A true clusterfuck unfolding as the four parties converged in what could only be described as a spectacular mess, the first in the series of events that Write took notice of was the clown woman's retaliation, or more specifically her transformation. “Oh, that's cu-uute?” He began to comment on her new bunny-like appearance, only to find that her new form came with an insane degree of speed. More confusing was the fact that the ground beneath him had somehow softened, causing him to sink into the pavement as if it were mud. Conveniently enough, this was at the same point that Mariead tried to snatch at his string of haki-infused delicates, causing her to miss them narrowly. “Yeesh, I guess speed isn't going to help me with this girl.” Write commented, none the wiser as to what had just happened inches above his head. Grasping onto his thighs for a moment and his legs shrunk and upper body expanded, he realised the bunny girl was gone and a glance over his shoulder revealed the closeness of the fishwoman. The situation turning stranger even by his standards as the clown girl apparently shot the jester who was trailing Mariead with a laser, Write started to consider giving up. “Alright already, just take them!” He finally said to the fishwoman, offering her the string of panties while looking away in self-loathing. Of course, he was counting on the fishwoman employing a bit of her trademark short-sightedness and not noticing that the underwear were still coated in haki. As soon as she grasped them, he swung with all of his might overhead, aiming to flip her over and onto the ground. “Sike-” He taunted, abandoning his partially-sunken wheelchair and flinging himself onto a patch of solid pavement, precious cargo still in-hand. "You'll never get these ba- FUCK!" He went on, only to be cut short by a stray gob of mucus hitting his face and getting into his eyes. As it happened, having no functional legs, no wheelchair, and no eyesight wasn't the greatest thing Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ♥ mockday | Apr 25 2017, 12:27 AM Post #18 |
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The fishwoman tugged and pulled at the paraplegic's body, her slippery fingers inching forward with every attempt - lightly brushing against the fabric before sliding out of her grasp. It was a struggle that many would consider primitive, if not downright pathetic considering what it was they were fighting over. "Why are you so stubborn?" mumbled out the raven-haired troublemaker under her breath, grunting through her teeth as they chomped down on her lower lip. The intensity of her movements was then instantly off-set by the blinding ray of focused energy that zapped pass her vision, flying towards the macabre clown behind them. With it, every single muscle in her body failed her, the surprise almost causing her to fall back before lunging forward to latch onto something - ironically, that being the mass of tied together undergarments. "What are y- - !?" yelped out the fishwoman, her words interrupted by the unexpected shift in momentum. Her eyes widened as her world arched over on itself, forcing her to let the silky pieces of fabric escape out of her webbed palms once again. Slipping and sliding towards the other end of the alleyway, the fishwoman found herself tumbling towards the bunny-like girl before colliding with a nearby wall and small garbage heap. The look on Mariead's face made it clear that she hadn't quite realized what had happened to her as her pained expression met with the blue-haired figure for the first time in their encounter. The momentary confusion subsided briefly, paving the way for a surprised gasp as her eyes turned back towards the paraplegic and his slime covered face. The blobs of acidic sludge bubbled and hissed while tiny strands of vapors swirled menacingly in front of her. The unfortunate thing about her observation was how jarringly close she had come to falling prey to the jester’s devious abilities. It also gave her some light insight to him as a person, whose powers seemed to be as terrifyingly slimy and worm-like as his personality. "I suppose you’re a dueling act." remarked the fishwoman, glancing over to the red-nosed bunny- internally hoping that the two would have as antagonistic of a relationship as the wheelchair-bound malcontent and the beyond measure to accomplish this. They'd have to know what buttons to press, and how to press them. At the highest level, it was said that even mountains would move to strike the user if they could. Still, it wasn't like he'd be able to pick up everything from that little bit knowledge |
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| ♥ Dusk | Apr 25 2017, 02:12 AM Post #19 |
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With her laser beam having flown across and blasted her target, Clarabell would have almost been sufficed with such a meaningless piece of damage, knowing full well that Xavros was more than capable to bounce back after such a hit. But What she hadn't realised was that he was going to retaliate in such a way that it may as well have been a betrayal. As the jester floundered about, he began to release a swathe of slime over towards her and the motley duo that had appeared before them. Whilst it was the man whose wheel chair she had confiscated that had taken the first hit, it was the Harlequeen who would suffer the second. Confused as to why there was a Fishwoman floundering about, she had missed a drop of slime that hit against her arm, sizzling and searing her. "Gackh!?" she cried, swiping away at it with intense furiosity to remove the slime without damaging herself further. Looking down at the the unsightly wound, she could do little but gape at it before her face twisted into an expression of childish wrath. "You burned me?" she asked, glaring at Xavros from afar. "You burned me!" she roared again. "Do you have any idea how many sleeveless outfits I have?! How am I supposed to perform when everyone is distracted by my arm!" she roared, hurling another explosive into the middle of the alleyway, landing not too far away from the center of both Write and Xavros' locations. "Clarabomb!" the Jade Rabbit roared, before turning around and making a break for it, knowing full well that she was far too close to the blast zone. "Main Event!" Boom. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 25 2017, 08:31 AM Post #20 |
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As three transitioned disjointedly through six and nine xavros’s arms swung with wild abandon, his brain sure that the corrosive slime spheres were headed at least closer to the right direction than they actually were. In actual fact he’d managed to send almost every one stray, the spread of his slung slew far broader than intended and managing to catch for more collateral than anticipated. When finally his vision did come together once more the sight he saw sent white hot fear through his gut, it was the missus, but it was not the missus. A wrath twisting her glare that was rare to see and certainly never fixed in his direction. ”Well...erm...but...it’s just...he didn’t” the malformed beginnings of stammered excuses getting nowhere as he tried to come up with a suitable narrative for his insubordination, with his throat running dry and absolutely nothing springing to mind. That was however not a problem for much longer, the young lady never one to let such a crime go unpunished. It seemed to fly in slow motion as the dark blew sphere rolled through the air toward him, xavros almost unable to pay any mind to the disaster that was about to befall him, eyes engorged on the sheer adorability of the little bunny woman that was doing the throwing. It was hard to hoist the pedastal xavros put his captain upon any higher but that fluffy mane of fur, the shade of gemstones was just enough to do it. The blast was cataclysmic, half bang, half shattering glass and his own hollering howl ringing through his head, such a tiny munition with such terrifying destructive potential. Suddenly xavros’s body was being flung back the way it had come, the first concussive way crashing into him, before his body was seared further by the pyroclastic immersion that followed. Like a ragdoll he skipped and bumped upon the cobbled streets till finally coming to a standstill, fallen and motionless, while his surroundings were nothing but the charred embers of what had once been buildings, blackened skeletons all that remained of the structures, the streets laden with shattered glass and debris. ”kyaak….kyak” a sputtered laugh all his scorched throat could manage, a palm slapping down against the ground, and doing everything it could to peel his blackened corpse from the street to which he’d been welded. The jarring snap of an arm wrenched back into it’s socket, the eroding grind of a foot twisted round from facing the wrong way. These sounds followed him as he rose in as unholy a manner as ever was possible, body convulsing into inflation as it did so. Like a balloon given life his formerly skinny physique took on a distinctly muscular aesthetic, all while doing everything it could to repair the damage it had suffered, charcoal flaking from his body and falling to the ground to reveal the pallid gray flesh beneath, flesh that was now dressed in ravaged rags after suffering the array of attacks. Reaching down he touched gingerly at the hole through his gut, a hole that was now slowly but steadily shrinking itself. Gyaaah she really wasn’t messing around, it just might not have been worth prying through the missus’s stuff if it came with all this…….ahhh who was he kidding of course it was worth it, her room was a wonderland, he would have done it all again in an instant. But all at once he realised he’d made an utterly unforgivable lapse in judgement, he might not know much about being a dad, but he was fairly sure robot or not babies weren’t supposed to spend their first days around grenades…….or was that the other way around? No, no wait he was fairly sure the boom booms that went with newborns were the nappy kind. He had to get back and make sure they were ok, even if every step was agony, a gradually subsiding agony, but agony all the same. Spoiler: click to toggle
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ♥ Tengu | Apr 25 2017, 10:52 AM Post #21 |
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“S-Sad stories always make me cry.” Write whimpered at the plight of the upset clown woman as a veritable torrent of tears streamed down his face. Naturally, this outburst of emotion was entirely false and was just a shitty joke in reality, though the life return amplified tears did serve a very real purpose in flushing out his eyes. That said, when his blurry vision came back into focus, the paraplegic could do little more than gawk at the menacing bomb rolling to a stop not far from him. “Oh bothe-” The blast proving much stronger than the cluster bomb the clown had previously used, Write found himself skidding in the opposite direction as the very buildings around them began to collapse. Groaning as he sat up, the pirate looked around only to find a grim trail of blood leading from where he had previously landed to where he was currently slumped over. After taking a moment to regroup, he suddenly remembered the reason for all of this mess and was relieved to find that his memento had had made it out of the explosion safely. “Whew, that was a close one.” He sighed, shaking his head oblivious to the mortar dust sprinkling down on his head. “Man, I know I'm one to talk, but that girl is-” The previously tilting building next to him suddenly collapsed, sending a rain of bricks down on the paraplegic. “-Crazy.” He muttered under his breath as he was completely buried by the avalanche of materials. Well, at least he still had the fishwoman's panties to keep him company. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ♥ mockday | Apr 26 2017, 12:15 PM Post #22 |
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As the frontosa's eyes locked onto the red-nosed criminal, one could firmly feel a change in the atmosphere, mostly due to the female clown's increasingly violent outbursts which seemingly trumped whatever rage the shipwright had brewing in her guts. The blue-haired demolitionist - a term she thought she'd never have to use to refer to more than a single person - she was too far gone for the fishwoman to interject. Mariead's slippery body instinctively pushed up against the nearest wall as the entertainer's bomb went flying through the alleyway, only for the fishwoman to notice even the bunny-girl scrambling out of harm's way mere seconds after lobbing the sphere of explosive firepower. "Ah, ah, hyaaa- -!" stuttered out the raven-haired shipwright before bursting out into a soul-emptying screech as she fell forward in a fit of panic. The explosive force that soon followed was perhaps one of the more terrifying moments in the slippery fishwoman's life - including her birth, her first day of formal education, leaving her underwater home and meeting up with the paraplegic while travelling the high seas with him. It was as if her life was passing the shipwright right in front of her eyes, only for an actual flash and tremendous bang to thrust her back into the reality of her predicament. "- - yaaaaaah!" ended the frontosa as a cloud of dust filled her lungs and obscured her figure until there was nothing left of it until the ensuing backdraft created by the clown's deadly arsenal had cleared out the fog of dirt once again. With her massive forehead now buried into the side of the building, the pathetic fishwoman had found herself in a complete slump. The low grumblings of her gravely voice had her regret even considering the harlequin as a partner of sorts. "Mh, I'd say she skipped straight to the final act." groaned the fishwoman to herself, her enlarged forehead plastered against the building's wall and a wide selection of loose bricks that had been scattered around her - the flying bits of debris having firmly slipped off of her in the commotion. Safe for a few persistent cuts and bruises from her fall, the frontosa had miraculously made it out alive. Her eyes drifted over towards the aftermath of her bomb's destructive capabilities, widening at the sudden change in scenery and unexpected redecorating that saw her large suit haphazardly sticking out from the rubble with no clear sight of the jester or the wheelchair-bound idiot. ". . .I think you killed it." she muttered out, the irony of her own words almost entirely lost on the fishwoman. |
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| ♥ Dusk | Apr 27 2017, 05:49 AM Post #23 |
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"Stupid idiot, Xavros!" Clarabell wailed, her large clown feet thumping against the ground in anger, her fingers stuck into the side of a building, having transmuted the hard cement into malleable mochi to form a sticky grip, her fingers boring into the building blocks, her eyes still showing the anger they held as they scanned through the wreckage of the detonated street. "Stupid idiot, Panties guy!" The jade rabbit released her grip, hanging in the air as she gently floated downwards towards the ground, the effects of gravity being nothing to the performer as she had gently pushed herself away from her perch. Her eyes darted around the place, noticing the blue skinned fishwoman had survived the blast, but crumbling mounds of building still continued to fall, causing the clown to worry. "S-Stupid idiot...?" she asked towards the air, finding a perch atop a pile of bricks that had just fallen don, having floated in that direction after having thought she had heard a voice. "Oh no... Xavros..." she muttered to herself, realising that she made some mistake in her exchange. "You clown... You didn't die from such a pathetic performance... right?" she asked again, the feeling of tears welling up in her eyes washing beginning to arise. She mouthed the man's name once again before hearing some clattering from afar. Her hair changed colour, fluttering as her features returned to normal, no longer caring about keeping up her Zoan form. Whipping her head about, she could see the lanky jester arise, his body slowly reforming. Her eyes widened for a moment of shock. "X-Xavros?!" she exclaimed, her eyes noticing the dripping of his zoan, which then awoke her passive anger. "Xavros!!!" she roared, taking another sphere, this one with four palms painted around it. "Stop hiding and come out and face the consequences of your actions! Spectacle Effect: Clear the Stage!" she roared, throwing the bomb in his direction. Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 27 2017, 09:31 AM Post #24 |
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Like a siren song lulling him from the heavens, the sound of his captains voice calling to him lulled xavros’s body into an almost autonomous motion. Something nearly akin to longing in her voice, it was almost as if…..nay he dare not think it, dare not even let himself tarry on such a self indulgent notion for even a moment lest he get lost in it’s euphoric allure. There was no way she missed him to the point of tears after such a short stint away, if anything she was probably glad for the break. However whether he was conscious of it or not his body had heard her call, and it would not be stopped in it’s pursuit to her side, not even by the burns steadily transitioning from second degree to first that plastered his body. ”Yes, this is him, hello!!” a wide gormless grin spreading across his still charred and smoking face at the perceived jubilation toward his arrival. However it took not a moment before the lapse in aggression evaporated and he was left with one really rather rustled batch of jimmies headed his way. ”Okie dokie artichokie~” xavros in an attempt to get on the missus good side taking her demand that the stage be cleared literally, and clearing it of the grenade currently sailing in his direction. Thrusting a hand forward his nails shot out in extension, piercing the munition as it arced through the air, piercing through it before a flick of the wrist had it splitting into two now defunct halves. ”Anything else you want cleaning up while he’s at it? Speaking of, you havn’t seen a big blue bulgey brained baby around have you? It kinda looks like if a baby got stretched to people size and then was put in people clothes but with a booty on it’s head….oooh ooo ooo i forgot to tell yous, i saw a robot mama earlier and now i’m adopted!” xavros clearly far too unfamiliar with the concept to use it in a sentence, as his mouth opened to continue sharing the joys of his newfound fatherhood his jaw hung slack for a moment, attention apparently caught elsewhere. His eyes shifted left, then right, up, then down till finally they settled upon the pile of rubble atop which the missus was standing. Head cocked in curiosity he stalked his way over, looking in her direction but not quite at her, through her was probably the closest description. Reaching the rubble he hovered over it momentarily before scooping a hand beneath the largest slab and yanking it away, no concern for the little lady stood atop it, safe in the knowledge she was always light on her feet. ”EWWWWW You again?!! I bet you was down there tryna look up her skirt wasn’t ya! Always with the underwear with you!! You don’t get to survive leering on the missus you limp leg wierdo!! Xavros gonna make you a splat on the ground!!” entirely oblivious to the fact it was an actual disability and not just some perverse position where you melted atop the ground to better stalk your prey xavros leapt to the attack. A viscous sphere of slime congealing in his left hand he launched it down with everything he had, fully intent on making good on his word and turning the creeper into a sidewalk stain. techs
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ♥ Tengu | Apr 27 2017, 10:59 AM Post #25 |
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Buried under something like a ton of rubble, Write couldn't help but feel fortunate. Quite bluntly, being both presumed dead and among similar piles that would take quite some time to get through was the best thing that could have happened to him at this point, at least in terms of getting off scott-free. All he had to do was wait it out until Mariead gave up and the insane posse of clowns left, and he'd be free to enjoy his precious plunder. Even after the demolitionist of the group set off another bomb that cleared away a majority of the debris, a slab of intact brick and mortar still covered him, while the clown woman's voice could be heard above. After all that had happened, she had no idea that he was right underneath him, surely a sign of his divine right to the panties in his clenched fist. Unfortunately, Write hadn’t anticipated that the slug-like jester had some sort of freaky homing power he could only assume was haki, causing the pirate to let out a small gasp when his cozy little hiding place was found out. “...Lovely weather we're having, wouldn't you say?” He offered after a short pause, trying and failing to act casual. Unsurprisingly, the jester proceeded to attack Write with a gob of the stuff that had blinded him earlier, something that he was in no mood to deal with. Barely managing to bring up his arms before he was hit by the nasty stuff, a surge of haki coated his body and sent the goop flying away from him. “Whew-” he sighed, happy to have come out of the acidic attack more or less unscaled, though any relief on his face quickly turned to panic. “W-wait, haki, the haki, I forgot about the ha-” Tears began to well up in Write's eyes as he watched the last lacy bit of fabric dissolve away in the palm of his hand, realising too late that guarding his whole body with the mystical force had left the reason he had gotten into so much trouble unprotected. “T-those were h-her-” He began to say feebly, looking over at the form of Mariead and her battle suit, only to cut away quickly as she shut his eyes tightly. “...Just kill me, it's for the best.” Write sighed sadly, staring at his feet while he drew in the dust. At least he had a good run, right? Tech
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| ♥ mockday | Apr 27 2017, 04:05 PM Post #26 |
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It didn't take too long for the large-headed fishwoman to regain some of her composure as she slowly dug herself out of the pile of rubble. Her slippery physique making it seem almost effortless in spite of her loud grunts and wincing facial expression. With loud, muttered curse word pouring from her lips, Mariead took in the destruction around her for a second time. The alleyway had been firmly split open and then promptly collapsed on itself from the resulting damage. "Where did. . .?" she mumbled out to herself, her eyes blankly staring at the place where the paraplegic had once been. By the looks of things, it was nothing more than a stockpile of cracked bricks upon which the blue-haired maniac stood - waiting, not entirely patiently. Her eyes continued to wander around her surroundings, partially basking in the rays of sunlight breaking through the buildings' ruined walls. The moment of silence was broken almost immediately by the two comedians and their routine before finally uncovering the paraplegic's body within the numerous chunks of cinder. The fishwoman straightened her posture, slipping forward before slowly getting back on her feet as if trying to not alert them to her presence. "Of course he's still alive. . ." remarked the frontosa to herself as she took a step forward towards the pathetic beetle-haired man. There were so many reasons for why she had wanted him dead, his annoying persistence being one of them. ". . .you better have my. . ." continued the raven-haired criminal as she closed the gap between the two groups, making it in time to watch the undergarments in question dissolve into nothingness. Her nose crinkled at the familiar substance that melted the intricate lining into sludge, eating through its seams and floral patterns. ". . .my mother's." she finally stuttered out. The fishwoman's words becoming increasingly more uncertain, while her eyes lingered on the paraplegic's defeated expression. Though she wasn't trying to incite a reaction from the duo of clowns, her intense stare coupled with her vaguely threatening stride made it seem like she was about to do something really dumb. Mariead looked worse than she had moments ago as an exasperated sigh forced its way through her lungs. The cracking of knuckles echoed across the surrounding alleyway and whatever fragments were left standing from the numerous bombs. He knew what Mariead was thinking and by all means, he didn't have much of choice but to lay there waiting to accept whatever fate was handed down to him by the fishwoman's bundled up fist. "I'll have you pay me back." one punch fish
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| ♥ Dusk | Apr 28 2017, 08:38 AM Post #27 |
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As her explosive spun through the air, the unexpected happened as Xavros' nails extended and cut straight through the sphere, resulting in it splitting open and more or less defusing it, only being able to shift a number of bricks. Her body shook off balance for a moment as she watched the tall jester slowly, but surely approach her, his eyes focused not on the clown empress, but on the shifting rocks beneath her feet. "X-Xavros?" she asked, now wary of how quiet he had become. Usually he was an eccentric fellow with all sorts of things to say. As the trapsing man stood silently, Clara could feel a deathly shiver that she recognised from her first mate's own foes. With a mighty heave, the rocks beneath her feet were tossed aside to reveal the mandible haired man from earlier, lying on the ground with his panties in hand. Clara herself had fell, stumbling and then cartwheeling before hitting her rump on the ground, watching as Xavros attacked the stocky man. "Ow..." she muttered to herself, her hand rubbing at her neck as she watched as the fishwoman from earlier appear, her fist rearing back as the undergarments were destroyed. "W-wait... Are you... ?" she asked, her voice quiet and the sound of disbelief wrought in it. With a massive throw of her fist, the blue skinned woman performed a powerful attack, blowing bricks and debris through the air with force of her mighty fist. Despite not being the intended target, Clara too was blown back, only staying put by digging her hands into some steady debris, her hair blown back by her twintails, the skin of her mouth flapping out too. "You are!" she exclaimed as the technique came to a finish, hopping to her feet. Drawing attention to herself, she threw both hands up into the air. "That's right, you're all!" she continued, her eyes wide as she did so. "You're all ignoring me!" she roared, her features once again transforming into that of her zoan. Her legs bent, she shot up into the air, allowing the effects of gravity to loosen around her as she hung up in the air looking down at the group. "No one upstages the Harlequeen! Clarabomb!" she began, taking a hold of a sphere with dozens of pies painted onto its surface. "Light up the Show!" she roared, taking a cue from Bright-Eyes' book and flipping the direction in which fireworks were meant to go off. This time, the rain of Clara-esque fireworks were aimed downwards. Down towards the three pirates below. Among them though, crashing through the center of the now shocked Clara fireworks was a single figure. Impossibly so, the third member of the parapelgic and fishwoman's posse had entered the fray, only this time he was far more demonic in appearance. Jolon's own laugh menacingly screaming down towards them. "I'm the greatest showman ever, isn't that right Mister J.?! Clahahahahahaha!!" Spoiler: click to toggle
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 29 2017, 09:19 AM Post #28 |
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Dairy 4 T4
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Goop was flung, and target was hit but crossed arms bore the brunt of the impact and suddenly xavros was left with an overwhelming sense of failure. He wasn’t a splodge of red atop cobble and rubble, in fact there was no red to be seen anywhere. The pervert was for all intents and purposes perfectly fine. To make matters worse, his shielded guard managed to repel some of the projectile causing the jester's head to snap back as though it had been struck by a bullet. Almost immediately there was a distinct burning sensation as the corrosive properties of his slime took effect, it hurt, IT REALLY FUCKING HURT!! Was this what he’d been doing to people? Sweet jesus, this was mildly horrific even by his distorted standards, what kind of sick individual inflicted these kinds of pain on another person. It was just all kinds of wrong. However as he returned his head to it’s usual upright position he found it appeared he’d not taken the worst of it. While the posterboy for perversion may have endured his attack with an uncanny level of...well..endurance, he looked for all intents and purposes as broken as a person could be. Not on the outside, but on the inside, broke in the spirit. While it hadn’t been his intent in his efforts to kill or at least maim he’d managed to confiscate the frilled chain of women undergarments which it appeared was the wierdo’s weakest point. Even when he wasn’t meaning too xavros managed to catch em in the vitals, he really was some sorta genius. ”Ok, sure” the invitation to do what he had already intended somehow only increasing his enthusiasm. However as his arm drew back for another attempt at taking the man’s life, slims already oozing like sweat from his pores, stomped footsteps strode past his with somewhere between little and no interest in his presence. ”OH there you a-” the only syllables he managed to get out before a terrifyingly fearsome fist struck out and slammed into the lame duck. While he wasn’t the target it felt as though the impact resounded through his own body, the sound of jackpot struck slot machines ringing in his ears. Robots really did have the weirdest kids, who’d even taught it to fight like that? And whatever reason it was that caused it to lash out at what was rapidly becoming the target of everyone's aggression was utterly beyond him. That said it wasn’t as if he had long to ponder the issue, the whistling of something falling rapidly through the air drew his gaze up just in time to see a furry missuses munitions crash down to earth, where they much like just about everything she seemed to own, exploded in fairly spectacular style. As the sensation of his own body being barbequed by it’s surroundings was rapidly returned to him, all while hurtling through the air intermittently bouncing atop the cobbled streets, it felt almost as if he was exploded a second time. As if the first round of searing pain and repeated concussion inducing impacts wasn’t enough. But unsurprisingly while you’re in the process of being blown up it’s actually somewhat hard to distinguish just how many times it’s occurring to you, so instead the pirouette settled for simply ricocheting off anything he was unfortunate enough to find in his path before finally grinding to a halt atop the streets, barely able to register his surroundings. ”Never…….again” swearing to himself in a sputtered fashion, having now realised the error of his ways. The missus room was off limits and for good reason, because even with a body that was as he lay there in rapid efforts to repair itself, this just simply wasn’t worth it. Who’d have thunk you could get sick of being blown up, in fact it might have even reached the point he was borderline phobic of it. But one thing was for sure, it definitely wasn’t a mistake he’d make again……...well at least not within the next 24 hours...maybe 12 probably best not to get overly confident in his own self restraint. |
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| ♥ Tengu | Apr 29 2017, 10:14 AM Post #29 |
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80% Smut
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Sniffling as Mariead approached him, Write could feel that this was his come to Sheezus moment, that her had to atone for his sins at the hand of not only the fishwoman that he slighted, but her daughter and two clowns thrown in the mix as well. “Uh, money, can’t say I have that on me now, maybe I can pay in another wa-” His pleads betrayed his request to die from a moment earlier, though even that didn’t mean much given the fishwoman’s impressive strike that send him flying backwards, fat beli signs glazing over his eyes. Colliding with what must have been the only brick wall left standing, even that was smashed to bits in short order from the impact of his cannon-ball like body. Blood streaming from his mangled nose, missing tooth, and reopened wound on his eyebrow, it was hard to deny that the fishwoman had real strength despite how hit or miss it tended to be in practice. Lying on his back, he couldn’t help but give a small laugh. “I- I think you broke my legs.” He joked, though what came next was enough to make his heart skip a beat. Unable to do much more than watch as the clown woman launched herself in the air in spectacular fashion, Write was first dazzled by the showmanship of the fireworks, only to be met a moment later with the brutality of their force. Just when the absurdity of it all seemed to reach its breaking point, the knock out punch was delivered when the wild and screaming figure of Jolon broke through the sparkling lights and gun powder smoke, headed straight for him. “…Maybe I’ll stick to Bounty Hunter Monthly from now on.” Boom. |
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| ♥ mockday | Apr 29 2017, 02:04 PM Post #30 |
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i do inportent shit
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As the fishwoman's curled up palm struck the paraplegic - the impact shaking the very ruins of the alleyway that they had fought in - it seemed as though their encounter had ended there and then. Watching the wheelchair-bound man careen into a nearby wall, a satisfying thud accompanying his rough landing, the frontosa was feeling incredibly relieved. Her pent-up aggression and furious anger leaving her body with the turn of her heel. Barely skipping a beat, the raven-haired criminal let out an annoyed snarl - her eyes not even registering the bunny-girl's unexpected outburst. Her lamentation and short yelps fell on the humpheaded fishwoman's ears without even a hint of acknowledgement, or at least none until it was already far too late to stop her. "Hmph, serves ya right you ba- - bah, ah?" stammered out the shipwright, her ears perking up at the swishing noise of unsuspecting fireworks before finding the blue-haired clown floating above Mariead's enormous nuchal hump. Her vision narrowed at the sight of the clown's jarring and gravity-defying act, her jaw hanging at an all-time low as a split second realization saw the frontosa yell out in surprise. ". . .J-Jol- -!?" her words were abruptly cut short by the ensuing blast, the sheer mixture of gunpowder and chemical compounds proving too much for the fishwoman to handle. It was downright terrifying to see a cloud of smog envelop the alleyway, coating it all in a thick residue. The sounds of cinderblocks crumbling under their own weight echoed across the battlegrounds and poured into the township. The apathetic crowd of people finally rose up in confusion as they peered over the horizon which was now lined with black strands of smoke - not to mention the flocks of birds which went flying off and away from the centre of all that destruction. The locals didn't really seem to care all that much though as they duly returned to their work without delay. There were still crops that needed to be watered, baskets to be woven and weapons to be forged, the kind of simplistic, even mundane tasks making it all seem like something of a monthly occurrence. "Is it fight month, already?" |
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