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On The Ninth Year of Santamas
Topic Started: Dec 8 2017, 07:53 AM (2,829 Views)
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Painted with a look of annoyance, the swordsman shook his head as he followed the group, hanging back just enough in order to get a read on the situation. He glanced upward at the Santamas tree that stood out among everything, despite how eccentric this whole setup was, scratching the back of his head with his right hand. He looked around the area, before his attention focused on the assassin and the tiger zoan yet again, moving in their general direction in order to get a better view. He looked over at the bat, his heart skipping a beat as he saw the look of joy painted on her face, before turning his attention on the penguin creature that held a present out to her. Everything seemed so...festive, he thought to himself, especially with the way the normally extremely violent duo were acting in the face of these...people...things...holiday cheer apparitions. Personally, the swordsman had never been invited to such an event, and more importantly, he didn't exactly care for the whole gathering thing, when he was expressively told fighting wasn't something that was 'ok'. "I don't know where I am. I don't know what this is, or who you people are. I do not care," he stated, loudly enough to be heard. "But if Keiko likes it, I wish you all a merry Santamas...or whatever!"

Golden Sash of the Great Ape (by Emo)
Edited by Tengu, Feb 9 2018, 11:49 PM.
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Peoria was in a state of unparalleled awe at where she found herself. It was a ship, that part wasn't as surprising, but the vast supply of decorations and refreshments was not something the young fish-girl was accustomed to seeing on sea-faring vessels, not to mention the scale of the ship was much more than any she had seen to date. The only troublesome thing that she saw was how many strangers there were on board, strong and potentially dangerous-looking ones at that! Not to mention the details of her not knowing how it was she had arrived on this party cruise. She felt like it should have been a frightfully uncomfortable experience.

But, for some reason, it wasn't. She didn't really feel like she was surrounded by strangers but, rather, friends she had not yet met; people united for an evening of merriment and joy! This almost-palpable level of holiday mirth was an entirely unfamiliar sensation for Peo but she embraced it and skipped along the deck looking at every little thing she could experience and looked in awe at people she'd normally be too scared to approach.

Then the magic happened!

Peoria heard bells, then she saw a vague outline of some kind of vehicle high above the ship, noting even from what little she could see that its design and ability to fly was implausible at best and outright fantastical at somehow-better-than-best. She couldn't find it in herself to be frightened at its headless pilot as the sleigh swooped overhead, nor could she wrap her head around the rest of its helpers, a crew of oddities that seemed to keep the operation together out of sheer willpower... or something stronger?

It was as she pondered the absurdity of the passing sleigh that Peo was bonked off her feet by the dropping of a brightly-wrapped package on top of her. "Hey! Be careful where... you... drop. things?" She then saw her own name on a card strung onto the parcel and felt warm all over as she started tearing up at the thoughtfulness of these enigmatic pixies. "That's so... nice?" Her gratefulness interrupted by puzzling over the comment left with the gift.

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Gale stared at the towering Santamas tree suitably impressed. He wondered if it was something just for the occasion or a thing they had all year round on this magical teleporting destination. He didn't mind not knowing how he had arrived here, it wasn't the first time he'd woken up somewhere other than where he swore he'd left himself. And with the amount of holiday cheer here, it really didn't matter.

He toddled off to the refreshment table getting himself some food and a beverage, just the one, it wouldn't do to get rip-roaring drunk in front of a group of strangers. He made up for the lack of alcohol by supplementing it with tasty treats that delighted his taste buds. He chatted with a couple people as he made his way over to the railing to lean against while he devoured his treasure.

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"Wha- My first Santamas" Phunk said with a smirk, his eyes glowing with a sense of wonder. He had never really believed in the legends that he had heard until right this second... though apparently there was no actual big guy in red! Was it always just a crew of people parading around giving presents? Either way, the would be Anti-Hero would be willing to put his king slaying agenda aside long enough to enjoy the festivities.

Phunk entertained himself with a number of questions. He thought they had landed on a small of island but what they had temporarily docked on was actually a massive ship. He wasn't sure if the tree in the center was real or not, but it was just as massive and could be seen like a lighthouse over the horizon. But what really interested him was how the hell there was an actual flying sleight ,"One night to explore then back to business..." he said, allowing himself to relax. He could see the number of pirates and marines alike but for an odd moment in time they all seemed to be enjoying the festivities, or at least not fighting.

"Ohh well, I guess it can't be helped" he grinned, "Oyy! Sign me up for a gift hmm? I'd appreciate it for my first Santamas!"

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Edited by Tengu, Feb 9 2018, 11:53 PM.
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Devlok didn't even noticed but when he came about, the marksman was inside a large ship, a ship too crowded for his own tastes. The bounty hunter wasn't one to give in to his urges, however it had been weeks since he took a bite of a sugar baked good. After hearing the buzz from the town about a couple of people who were giving stuff, and how their leader always ate cookies and warm milk after giving them. If there was a guy giving out stuff and only getting cookies for it, they had to be some quality sugar delights. Not only that but when he overheard the conversation, pirates were mentioned so if his Captain decided to be a pain and ask what he was doing, he could reply with more than a shrug.

Stuffing his mouth with the cookies who were previously neatly place on the plate, Devlok let himself go and enjoying killing off the sugar craving. Maybe was the smell of the freshly baked goods, or perhaps his withdrawal, but there he was not giving two shits if they belonged to someone else. He was even under the tree so nobody seemed to be around, that is until a red mass of fat appeared in front of him. The guy was lacking an head on his shoulders, and for some reason didn't seem to budge. Devlok kept munching away while staring at the thing. He properly finished eating all of the cookies, without the red fat moving a single inch.

The marksman feeling satisfied and leaving the glass of the godawful milk intact glanced towards the back of the red dressed headless man. "Hmm, wait a minute don't you have a bounty on your head..." Devlok knew this guy from somewhere and taken his friend list was smaller than Lucy sanity, this could only mean he was a pirate from his collection of bounty posters. It was a poor choice of words, and maybe that was what made the fat headless guy make a quick movement and take his hands behind his back. Devlok shoved a gun in kind directed at the fac- heart of the guy. However, what was being hold by the man wasn't a weapon, but a box with some colorful paper wrapped around it. The marksman took a glance and saw "For Devlok" written on it. When he did the box fell, and the headless guy was nowhere to be found. "What the- What the hell did they put on these cookies." Devlok then went looking for the shit bird to see if this was one of his stupid pranks.

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"Yeah, they're a farce!" Eve called as she took another great swig from her bottle. It might have been wine, shandy, or even vodka - the details escaped her numbed tongue, and the label had long since peeled off from a few errant sparks of electricity. She swung her arm around in righteous indignation, nearly decapitating a poor mook as he passed by in the process. "Lemme tell you, there's always goons like these guys- everywhere! Everywhere you go!" Another swig, another stamp of the foot that dented the floorboards. She pointed and at the crew of bumbling misfits flying across the skies, bombarding the land with gifts and candy. "We had a set of jokers like these back home, and they always messed up every Santamass! Just look at 'em!"

First to gain her ire was the leader of the gang, the headless one somehow avoiding a full on collision and killing them all. "This guy just needs to know when to give it up. Can barely keep up! Just- Just retire, man! There's people that love you still!" She tried to force him out of reality with a shaky flick of her wrist, to little effect. On her finger moved to the one at the front, the navigator keeping everything on track. At this one, her rage subsided, and her finger fell somewhat limp. Face as neutral as stone, she took another swig. "Yeah, okay, actually that one's pretty cool. I'd go to a party with that one."

The peace was not to last around Eve however. It was doubtful if anyone was even listening to her, but at the very least she was certain they were. "Right, right this guy though," she slurred. "The friggin' goose up there. Tries to lay an egg to make an omelette, but never realizes he's left a few feathers in the mix before its too late! And then..." Eve squinted and leaned forward to track her next victim as the sleigh swooped through the sky. "Him! That one! Jolly old red nose!" she cried while taking another swig, just as the red nose themselves took a gulp of their magical beer. "That one's a reeeal chancer! Just asking for a crucifixion, I tell you! Yeah, sure, I bet they put on a friendly face and all that, but then before you know it there's a pie flying your way and they've tripped and fallen into the pool!"

There was but one more member of the Santamas crew, pushing away in the blind hope that the sleigh staid afloat. Eve turned up her nose in disgust. "Yeah I can read that one like they're a book! Runs around trying to be a boss, but he's just as dumb as the rest of them! Bet his face has met concrete more than a few times, but no, no, so long as you pat him on the head and tell him he's a good boy then he'll keep planting his face while hammering nails in the foundations!"

The last dredges of the bottle were guzzled down into an already saturated stomach. "Lousy coal miners," she spat, then swayed, then almost fell off the box she'd called home for the past half hour or so. "Don't get your hopes up!" she told her imaginary audience. "Ask a baker for a gift and you'll get bread! Ask- Ask a coal miner, and... and..."

Eve toppled to the ground, splayed out on her coat. A small bubble rose and fell from her nose and the bottle rolled away, reflecting the celebratory lights of Santamas.

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Colin was drunk, very drunk in fact as he got on board the ship, a large barrel full of a clear but strong smelling liquid nestled in the crook of his arm as he stumbled on board. Laughing as his face turned slightly red he watched the santamas crew with childlike joy as he stared at the penguin who kept cheering everyone up with the santamas spirit as gifts were being given out. As he watched him a thought occured to him. I wonder what penguin tastes like? I bet it's like a combination of turkey and duck.[/] Hugging the barrel close to his body Colin crouched down as low as he could trying and completely failing to be stealthy as he waddled over to the penguin with the mask, trying to circle around behind him. As he got closer he began to transform, his large wolfish mouth opening up to swallow the bird whole.

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Gil had stowed away skulking about the deck of the largest ship he had ever seen while lost in the crowd. The season of Santamas wasn’t something the thief cared to celebrate but he was all for “recieving gifts” from the many willing and generous members of the event. With Beri in his eyes the thief danced about the deck, zipping from one gullible target to another. They were easy to spot. The distracted preoccupied masses with their heads turned to the sky and their valuables ripe for the taking. Throughout the night he crept as items went missing, all by himself, Gil would stop Santamas from coming.

He crept across the ship as natural as could be. He picked pockets and pilfered presents. He sprang from mark to mark, a tall man, a cripple, a biker and more. Gil reached the Santamas tree and he stole the fruits it bore. Every shiny bulb and every tassel in tow. Every present below. Gil climbed branch to branch stealing the whole show. When he reached the top over his shoulder he held a shiny gold bag. Gil smiled a smug smirky grin and the Santamas star he would snag. Oh but the Santamas pirates didn't like that they cried. So Gil stole their sleigh right from the skies and off he road laughing, a treasure in tow. The Santamas sleigh was his he proclaimed!

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Running too the dock he would look out at the ship sailing away with his army of mooks at his sides. He would raise his fist in the air and would shake it. Another year but nothing but coal... Welll regardless it was time for this young Pirate Lord to do what he does every year, Sell christmas food and then get drunk and whack off too 2d waifus from his favorite comics. It had been a bumpy year for him but things actually have started to come full circle. Regardless Kuroda takes a seat and takes out one of his cigarettes and watchs as everyone has a good time away from him.. He looks down at the ocean... how easy it be just to jump too the bottom and end it all... well regardless, it was time for him to pack it in.

"All I wanted was something..."

He walked with his mooks, he would have a greater time with them anyway, partying into the late night as they would drink and get stupid with merryment. He would even get topless and make a snow angel. Would he ever find the wonderful One Piece? Maybe one day but the future would tell. He lay there in the cold...broken before returning too his room all sad that even though he wanted to have a good time he still didn't have a present.

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Nite N. Day had found himself in yet another strange situatoin. After escaping the grasp of the S.N.A.A. he ended up in the clutches of the S.A.N.TAmas crew. A dastardly crew that traveled the world once a year, dropping gifts from the skies above. Nite knew the legend that surrounded the crew and hated them with a passion because he had never received a gift from them all his life.

But when he saw a 'Help Wanted' ad, he knew this would be his year.

Nite applied for a position in the crew and got the job as the resident janitor. Mop the floors, clean the deck, keep out of the guests way. His real goal however was the giant santamas tree in the middle of the ship or rather, what was under the tree. An obscene amount of gift wrapped boxes spread across the floor beneath the mighty fir tree. A box for every year he didn't get a gift, and then some. Nite couldn't help but giggle in anticipation as the night approached.

Sweeping his way through the ship, nite kept a steady eye on the Christmas tree. Every time he'd pass by the ship his snake would appear and gobble up a present then dissapear. After his snake was full he'd sweep his way to the loading deck where he tied several boats together and dump the presents in each boat. This went on for several hours until it was time for the Santamas crew to hand out gifts but by then, it was too late. Nite opened the loading dock and pushed a boat out, letting the others follow as he jumped down along with them with a connecting rope around his ankle. Transforming into a massive Nue, he ferried the gifts across the skies and laughed the night away. Finally, he had received every gift he could possibly imagine! So what if no one else gets a gift? He never had one before either! It's not so bad, right?

As he gave more thought to it he realized the only reason he's doing this was because he never got a gift himself. Is that what santamas is going to be now? Every year someone will steal the gifts of the world? This wasn't right. Disheartened, Nite turned around and dropped the gifts onto the ship and flew away laughing

"Yo-Ho-Ho!"

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