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Mythic Madness!; Clarabell Vs Sam(i)
Topic Started: Apr 13 2018, 07:45 AM (125 Views)
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Trumpets blared from the bleachers of the arena, an entire swathe of people having gathered in order to watch the wrestling match between the two powerful forces. Bulk Brogan's silhouette could be seen, standing ominously behind a glass box, far away from the actual stadium of the fight.

There were two entrances, one each side of the battleground, the announcers' voice began to ring out along the overhead speakers as dry ice seeped through hidden vents, obscuring the forms of tonight's two combatants.

"Tooooooonight, ladies, gentlemen and the rainbow array of others, we'll be seeing the Catastrophic Clown, the Lunar Rabbit, the Harlequeen Herself, iiiiiiiit's~ Clarabell Grace!"

Beneath an array of colourful confetti and streamers, the red-nosed clown emerged, both of her arms thrown up into the air. She wore a full spandex suit, decked out in all of her gadgetry. A number of pouches lining her body which held her various weaponry and gizmos. Nodding her head back and forth, she blew kisses towards any who called out her name.

Approaching the edge of the ring, she gave a single mighty bound, before landing on the rope of the ring, keeping balance as she spun around to address her audience.

"Are you ready for the show of a lifetime?!" she called, holding a hand to her ear as she stuck her tongue out playfully.

Hopping into the arena, she pointed her finger in the direction of her opponent's entranceway.

"Okay, Sam! Come on out!"
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Sami was lost confused, not an uncommon occurrence but today even more so than usual. He had fell asleep on the street as usual but somehow he had found himself waking up here, again not too unusual for the idiot but it was what situation he had found himself in that had him lost.

"Like I said, just go out there and put on a show. The big man is out there watching so it's your chance to impress, really get ahead in this business. Go out there and make yourself famous kid."



The backstage promoter clapped his hand and instantly music started playing, the crowd outside cheering and clapping as they waited for his entrance. Shrugging and going with the flow, Sami walked through the curtain to the sight of fans of all ages chanting and generally making noise. He had been changed into wrestling tights and his shirt removed whilst asleep, which whilst suspicious, was probably more suited to the situation. His clothing had even been modified to allow for a hole for his snake tail.

"And introducing her challenger, from The Constellar Pirates (pending), the man with no epithet we can say in front of children. Sami Mohr!"

Walking to the ring and sliding in underneath the bottom rope, Sami stood up and glanced around still mildly confused. It appeared that the girl in spandex would be his opponent, surprising but he was still hungover enough to not particularly have a firm grasp over his morals. Standing in the middle of the ring and instinctively flexing to play up the crowd, he walked to his corner and spun around to look at the announcer and referee.

"As a reminder, the following contest is a No Disqualification match. The only way to win is via pinfall, submission or knockout."

He didn't really know what any of those words meant, just that he had to win a fight. Fine, not the first time he had been roped into performing in front of an audience after being abducted. Shaking around to loosen up before the match of the century, he prepared himself for the bell to ring.

"Alright Snakey, we got this. There's two of us and only one of her, that means we obviously have an advantage. Never, in the history of anything, has anyone overcome two-on-one odds in a fight. Just do the biting and hallucination thing and we're going to become legendary."

Once again, the snake tail was not a sentient animal despite Sami's insistence that it was.
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The Harlequeen was in a state of utter disbelief. Having misread the name other opponent, she had presumed she was going to enter a sure-fire win against Sam Wright. standing before her now, talking to himself, was someone who definitely not Sam.

"What is a Sami?!" she exclaimed indignantly, flipping the oddball a thumbs down. After shaking her head for a moment, she drew the same hand to her mouth, releasing a loud whistle. "Well, Sami," she began a shrill shriek from above their heads reverberating throughout the arena. "Allow me to introduce the opening act of tonight's performers," she called, holding a hand out as a massive mallet crashed into the arena, sending dust and bits of the ground up into the air. Her fingers grasping the pole of the mallet, she heaved up and behind her shoulders.

On the side of the mallet that faced the opposing pirate, a neon blue face appeared, grinning maliciously at the ashen haired man. "My Bebop!"

Her legs bent for a moment before her entire body shot forwards at tremendous speeds. "Carnivalue~" she began, her weapon coming into full swing, the sound of the bell echoing throughout the arena as the fight began. "Ring the Bell~!!!"

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"How rude, Sami is the name that my parents gave me! Well… technically they gave me the name Samuel… Either way, I can't believe you'd disrespect them like that. They would be rolling in their graves if they were dead. Maybe they are dead, I don't particularly care for them. Either way, you're going to get punched in the fa- wait what?"

Sami was almost sure he could beat this girl up in a fist fight but the whole magical hammer from the heavens thing threw a clown-shaped wrench in his plan. There had been some discussion about no disqualifications or anything but for the most part he hadn't been paying attention. Instead he had been focused on someone in the front row eating a delicious looking calzone. He hadn't eaten since the brutal kidnapping at the hands of these cruel fight promoters.

Down came the hammer like lightning, with it came a panic burst into smoke. He had been briefly boinked on the head before he had the ability to fully react and finish his transformation, so losing what was likely half of his remaining brain cells. Luckily, our lovable idiot with high merchandizing potential didn't really need those. Having been blown away by the aftershock from the hammer making contact with the ground, Sami re-humanised (this is legally a word) somewhere within the crowd on top of a group of what appeared to be schoolchildren on a trip together.

Apologising, the half-Nue half-man abomination stood up and instantly fell flat on his face. The mallet had really disorientated him, he probably couldn't get the upper hand in normal combat. No, instead he'd have to use one of his weird gimmicks in his toolbox of sadness. Time for screamy screamy illusion fun hour, a classic.

"IF YOU OR A LOVED ONE HAS BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH M-"

Sami screamed, at the top of his lungs, so the whole arena could hear the lovely sound of his voice. Right now he wasn't particularly capable of landing any hits but maybe he could stall for long enough to regain his ability to move his arms real good.

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Laughing out loud, Clarabell made a quick bow to her opponent as he crashed into a flock of school children. Whilst she didn't want her audience to be hurt, she couldn't help but bask in the cheers and cries of triumphs that erupted all around them. Before long, all those who have witnessed her strength and talent will purchase tickets to her shows, making her the greatest Entertainer to have ever lived!

As she turned around, looking to see if her opponent had decided to give up, she found that he had, instead, taken on a bizarre form, reminiscent of a demon. "You're a Zoan-type too?!" she exclaimed, being more than familiar with that certain class of Devil Fruit, being one herself.

As a roar escaped his lips, Clara's eyes opened wide as images of Sami appeared around her. Glaring at them, she couldn't tell if they were merely speed mirages or some odd ability that the man had. Frowning to herself, her body took a quick change; two rabbit ears stretched from her head, as her regular colours of Blue took on a striking Jade colour.

The Rabbit woman, with her Jackalope Antlers in full reach, jumped up into the air before any of the Sami Clones could reach her before she spun through the air and hurled a spinning blue explosive towards the ground. "Clarabomb: Show Time!" she roared, a massive explosion pluming up from the ground below.

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The crowd was confused, Sami didn't really care that they had been caught up in the illusions. Somehow, he had been caught up in the fight and completely forgot that he was supposed to be entertaining them. Whatever, he had a woman to attempt to beat up in public for the pleasure of the many adoring fans.

"I don't know what a Zoan is but how dare you call me that! Also that's cheating, get down from there."

Sami couldn't read, he wasn't a nerd like that, so unsurprisingly he wasn't very well versed on Devil Fruit lingo. All he knew was he ate a fruit once and then became effectively a magician in the eyes of the masses. As Clara moved into the sky above the ring, Sami followed. Using Geppou to gain in altitude, he tried to the close the distance just as the explosive made its way towards the ground below them.

"Well fuck..."

As the bomb went off and exploded in a radius far exceeding the martial artists expectations, as he was situated above the blast point the shockwave sent him hurling up through the air. As he reached the peak of his rise, slightly concussed from the whole ordeal, he glanced at the girl who was now situated below him. Fine, let's try this.

Kicking off the air once more, positioning himself on a trajectory path ending at the blue haired clown lady, He cocked back his fist and prepared to strike. No point getting fancy in this situation. Sometimes all he needed was a solid punch to the face.

"I don't have any fancy names from my stuff, I'm not a weeb. I guess I can try and make this a bit more entertaining for you though. Sami's Magical Fire Punch of Destiny Trademark Pending."

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Shielding her face with both of her arms, the heat and fire of the explosion caught up with her. In her weightless form, the Hybrid would be carried up along their, granting her opponent time to get above her. How exactly, she wasn't sure, not entirely versed with the full concepts of Rokushiki.

Free from the midst of the explosion, she could tell that the Sami apparitions had been dealt with, but before she released a cry of joy, she was met with a new feeling of heat. Looking upwards, she saw a flaming fist come crashing down towards her. "Gyaaaack!" she cried, the fist planting directly into her face, the loud squeak of her red nose presenting Sami with a surefire notice of his success.

Slamming down into the already scorched ground below, Clara would bounce and roll along the ground before she got back to her feet, dazily staggering for a moment. Reaching for her face, she found that it had almost inverted, which she rectified by pulling at her nose. With a comical pop, she looked the same as ever, save for the crispy clown makeup that she now wore.

Her hand whipped to her side, grabbing an odd looking gun, a jelly-like liquid sloshing in the back of it.

"That's it!" she roared. "No one fucks with the nose! Eureka!" she screamed, a light glinting at the end of the laser gun before a stream of pastel coloured light shot out at blinding speed towards Sami.

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It was a good thing that Sami didn't have any morals because otherwise he'd almost feel bad punching a woman in the face for the sake of entertainment. He had managed to land a solid hit, the element of surprise and the complete lack of common sense had once again prevailed.

Falling to the ground and bouncing as his body collided with the ring with an unpleasant sounding thud. The crowd went wild. Unbelievable, they should be weeping at his pain. Truly the masses did not deserve all the sacrifices he made as he attempted to murder a clown lady.

"I need better healthcare..."

There was a lot of pain coursing through his body right now, the multiple head shots combined with the recent explosion and fall from the sky definitely didn't do anything to help his one remaining brain cell. Of course, then came the whole laser beam nonsense.

The explosion caused Sami to fly into the air and slam into the ground once again. He didn't even have time to dodge by the time his brain registered the incoming threat. Rolling around in pain, he turned into smoke once again. Hopefully not being able to be hit by normal means would buy him some time.
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Her chest heaving, the clown would clasp her bent knees with her free hand, taking a moment to regain her bearings. This fight, as short as it was, was taking far more out of her than she had initially surmised. Was that what happened when two Mythical Zoan duked it out? The closest she ever came to such an endeavour was during that one dream where she fought William B. Salty.

"How did you like that?!" Clarabell called, stabbing her gun up into the air, listening as the crowd cheered, their temporary worries of either fighter giving up being suddenly quashed.

"Hey smokey!" she called, taking out a new sphere, prepping it up to be thrown. "How about you have a taste of my Swirly-Whirly Clown Scream Technique!" she yelled, throwing the explosive in the direction of the nue, the sphere releasing a massive, vacuumous tornado.

And with a tumultuous clatter, the massive, towering tornado snatched Sam up in its spinning vortex, the air cutting against his clothing as he soared up, up, and away!

The Nueman went crashing straight through the roof of the arena, finding himself, by all definitions out of bound from the ring, ending the match in favour of Clarabell's victory.
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