Multiverse: You are the Character

[RedxXxDawn]

"Curse that Jack Sparrow..." The squid-faced pirate muttered under his breath, beard tentacles squirming about. "Curse him! Curse him and his stupid decoy map! Sending us on a wild goose chase like this..." Rather than finish the bottle of brandy he held in his massive crab pincer, he crushed it. Completely ignoring the glass shards that fell onto the deck, the squid-crab-man hybrid walked away. He pushed past one of his crewman, another man with fishlike features on his face and body, and made his way toward the rim of the main deck. The squid captain was not handicapped by the pegged leg he walked on. No, it was not a pegged leg, but the leg of a crab.

There it was. Jack's ship. Only a mark away. Davy Jones glared at Jack's ship in hatred and pounded his claw against the barnacle-encrusted rail, breaking it. The rest of his ship was also covered in barnacles and seaweed, like it had been underwater for years and had just risen to the surface. That was one big advantage Davy Jones had. His ship was able to do that. And all of his crewmates could swim with it, too. But Captain Davy Jones was not in the mood to waste any more time. He wanted Jack's head, and he wanted it now. "Fire!" He shouted. As soon as he had given the order, cannnos spoke. Cannonballs tore across the sky and slammed into Jack's hull. "Move in closer!" He shouted. "Prepare to board!"

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Jack came to the upper deck right away. He recognized the ship the moment he laid eyes on it. "Davy Jones?" He mused, baffled. "But why would he be here if he got the treasure already? Something's not right about this.." He looked around to his crewmates, then nodded. "I say we return fire! Men, load the cannons and let 'em have it!" Several pirates went straight to work and began loading their cannons. They took aim, lit the fuses, and fired. Both ships exchanged blows, most of the impact being dealt to their hulls.

But the shots did not stop Davy Jones' ship. It did not even slow. It came on. Jack headed straight for the uppermost deck where the wheel was, and steered it southeastward. "We're going to take evasive action for now," he shouted. "We don't want to board them just yet. We wanna do as much damage as we can before they get too close."

Meanwhile, Tsunade loaded up the cannon closest to her, lit the fuse, and fired. She had no trouble loading the cannons at all due to her enhanced strength. But aiming with them, however, was not as easy. Her first shot was not far from the enemy ship, but it missed there and smacked into the sea with a loud splash. "Dang," she mused. She was disappointed, but not surprised. She had never aimed a cannon before, and she knew she had always had terrible accuracy when it would come to many things; shooting basketball hoops, throwing a frisbee, kicking a soccer ball, throwing just about anything anywhere, yet she was a natural for throwing senbon needles and kunai - thanks to her choice of avatar, of course. "Lemme try that again," Tsunade said. She loaded up another cannonball, inserted a new fuse, and aimed the cannon a little higher. She lit the fuse and backed away just before the cannon fired. This time her cannonball hit the ship. It did not strike anywhere vital, but it was a hit.

As she loaded up a third cannonball, she browsed through her mental library. It had been a while since she had seen any of these pirate movies, so she did not remember exactly what Davy Jones and her men were capable of. She did remember that he was strong, and he had a treasure chest stored away on his ship somewhere that held a still-beating heart, for some reason. But did he always have that? She thought. I'm not sure what that was for, though. And doesn't he have influence over that kraken thing? Well enough about that, what about me? What else can I do? I can throw needles, but not at this far a distance. I can heal anyone who is injured, and I've got my strength that'll help for when we board. Doesn't Tsunade have any long-range jutsus? All this and more, she pondered.

[Greycat]

"I'll like to take this moment to state: I am in no way responsible for this development!" Grey declared firmly. Still, nothing stirred up the harmonics of someone's day like man-sized Cthulhu and his half rotting ship-full of little Cthulhu-lings. And the lovely possibility of Cthulhu's pet kraken. Damn... It he wasn't on the ship experiencing the downside of this chaos exchange, he would be really enjoying this. Technically, he was still impressed with the sheer chaotic-ness of the situation, but impressed was not synonymous with appreciation. They were often mutually exclusive. Such as in this situation. Curse his chaotic-good alignment. Just good enough that he had to ascribe to laws of morality. Of course, he could change his alignment at any time (something he wasn't going to share with the others, they might not appreciate it), but he didn't want to leave the others. He might get left behind on the net. Wool gathering aside, time for action!

"Tsundere! Don't use the cannons. You suck at aiming!" he commented to the unofficial leader of the Stranded Avatar Society. Most critics didn't have decent advice. Fortunately, he was a manga fan, so he had a good degree of background information to draw from. "You've got Tsunade's crazy strength. Even more if you focus you're chakra. Do like Grap. Luffy's gramps. Punch the cannon balls. You'd get more power than with the cannons."

For his part, he snatched up a couple cannon balls and swarmed up the mast. From there, he took aim and pitched a ball at the ship. on the bright side, it hit the side of the ship. On the down side, the ship was so rotten, it punched right through the hull leaving a rather small hole. "Okay... I need a new plan..."

[Fenix250]

Well well, we're fighting against Davy Jones himself, "Lovely..."
I knew it wasn't him, but I decided to look at Greycat, who declares that he had nothing to do with this, "Well, we were going to fight him anyways, but I'll bet this wasn't part of whatever plan Jack cooked up."
I watch Tsunade's poor attempt at aiming and sighed, however Grey had an idea for her. She wasn't anywhere close to a 'rubber woman', but that idea might actually work if her timing is better then her aim. Anyways, I seemed to have a natural ability with aiming...of course this was only tested with modern guns, but cannons, but the only real difference was he had to take gravity into account along with the wind right? Time to find out, “Haste!”

I snapped my fingers as well and a light yellow glow covered me for a second. I rushed up to a cannon and quickly loaded it up with my newfound speed with the only thing slowing me down slightly being the cannon ball itself. I took aim as Grey throws a cannon ball at the ship. It hits perfectly, but it only left a small hole; not the damage you expected from a direct hit, which should’ve been better than that, “Great, that ship is so waterlogged, the cannons aren’t effective on it! …hmm…”

It would be somewhat harder, but maybe he could aim at the crew itself. He looks at the sails and the distance of the ship, “Well, I did play a sniper sim a lot… here goes nothing!”
I aimed the cannon while taking various things into account until I lit the fuse. The cannon fires and… while completely missing who he was aiming at, it still hits one of the fish things directly in its left arm, which might as well have been pure luck, “Ha! …still, that wasn’t my target at all.”

I remember something and turned to face the crew, “Guys! Do we have any grapeshots on this ship? We need to get those ready for when they decide to get too close to us!”
The grapeshot was perfect for when they decide to board; the closer they are, the more likely you were to hit a lot of them. It’s like a shotgun, but more crazy in where each shot would go.
Still, I loaded up another cannon ball and took aim at their mast. Maybe if I’m lucky I could get it to fall right on top of some of them. I lit the fuse and it fires (GM desides this one).

I was starting to think that we would be better off if I just cast haste on everyone, so I ordered a cannon crew to use the cannon and I made my way to the middle of the ship while figuring out how much effort I would need to cover all of the pirates and avatars.

[RedxXxDawn]

Tsunade did not really like Greycat's comment about her aim, but he did have a point. It was true. Although he did bring up a better way of doing it. Tsunade nodded to him, then took up another cannonball. She held it in one hand and spun it on one finger as she would a basketball, then drew the other arm back in a clenched fist. She jabbed a few punches beside the cannonball to practice her aim. When she felt she had it down, she threw the cannonball up and drew her fist back one more time. "Here comes the pitch.." She said, and punched the iron ball with all her might.

To her surprise, her cannonball seemed to fly faster than when she shot one from the cannon it was designed for. She did not hit the ship, but the cannonball did bowl over some of the merfolk aboard - another thing that surprised her, despite the fact that was exactly where she had aimed. "Ha! Whaddaya know, a home run.. How do ya like them apples, fishpeoples?" Joyfully, she bent over and picked up another cannonball, spun it on her finger, then repeated her rather unorthodox method of firing them. Of course this would probably count as a favor for Greycat, and he would probably jot it down in his log, but she did not care.

Davy Jones' ship was much larger than Jack's, and therefore able to take heavier damage. The cannonballs that hit it were not dealing as much damage as Jack and his crew would have expected. Each cannonball did make a hole in the hull, but the ship was in fact so waterlogged that they just left small holes and not much else. Although there was one cannonball that hit a member of the ship's crew, fired by Luca. The second cannonball he fired did hit the mast that he had aimed for, but it only skimmed the side of it and the mast did not actually fall.

Not yet, at least. After a short moment, the mast started to bend. Creaking from rotten wood, the broken mast soon toppled over and crashed onto the deck. Tsunade did not see whether or not it hit any of the ship's crew, but judging from its position it looked like could have. If not, it would at least cause some havoc on their deck. Perhaps the mast would knock some supplies overboard, or even some fish pirates.

Suddenly, fish pirates were exactly what Tsunade had noticed. From the hull of Jack's ship, she noticed a group of them climbing up toward the deck. Damn, she thought, they must be fast swimmers to have gotten here already. She looked back at the cannonballs and immediately knew what to do. It was better than wasting her own throwing weapons, at least. And it would require less aiming and effort, on her part. She did not waste any time picking up a cannonball, taking it over to the rail, and simply dropping it onto one of the merfolk. Clunked in the head, the fish man lost his grip and fell back into the sea. Now that was easy, Tsunade thought.

But then Jack Sparrow looked at her quizzically. "What the devil are you doing!?" Jack bellowed. "You're wasting cannonballs! The ship's over there!" He pointed to Davy Jones' rotted vessel.

Tsunade pointed downward over the rail. "But they're over here, too." She replied, dropping another one down. "They're swimming over here and climbing aboard! Everybody keep your eyes peeled for 'em, alrite?" Suddenly, a large, bluish man with shark teeth came up the deck near Tsunade. Without even turning to face him, Tsunade punched him in the face. Slack-jawed, with many teeth missing, the shark man fell back into the drink.

But that was not the last of them. More of them were coming up from other edges of the ship. Armed with swords, cudgels and other weapons, they fought.

[Greycat]

Dan Cthulhu and his damn half rotten boat. There wasn't much he could do if the holes he could punch were mere pinpricks compared to the ship's bulk. And worse, if he remembered the trailers correctly, that accursed boat could sail underwater with no problems. So punching enough holes by the waterline to sink the ship wasn't much of a plan either. How the hell was he supposed to fight a bunch of water dwelling Cthulhu-lings on the water? Why did Xaos put him in these situations? What he needed was a bomb or something. Ah... a bomb. He snagged the cannon bomb, and poured chaos into the ball, then hurled it before it could break apart under the strain of the chaos. It still blew apart, chaos waves expanding in a shock wave. It was close enough to the ship to cause a bit of damage and knock a few of the lings off their feet.

It wasn't enough. Jr'oiu keln piren net kurn ippyr d'irl vour qarc KLAC! Oh! Random language swearing. That aside, he had other concerns. Jack didn't want the ship to come too close, but the Cthulhu-lings were already boarding this ship. Decisions, decisions. Okay... His ranged attacks were too limited to do much to the ship. Chaos didn't stay together enough for enough long ranged attacks. So deck it was. But first, a strike against Cthulhu. Time to rock the boat. Yusuke style. He pointed a finger gun at the ship, supporting it with his other hand. He pumped the tip of his index finger with chaos. "AHHHHHH!!!!! SPIRIT GUNTrademark," he yelled, firing a massive burst of chaos at the ship. Which had to wonderful effect of cracking a section of the hull. He stared at it with disbelieve.

"Shut. The. Front. DOOR!" he yelled, frustrated beyond belief. A burst of chaos of that caliber, and that damn rotten ship didn't even cave. Bastard. He was beginning to hate Cthulhu to death. He jumped off the mast and landed on one of the lings. More than a handful of lings were going to serve as the unwilling outlets of his frustration. He was so gonna go Yusuke on their ass. If long range spirit gun on the rotten wreck of a ship was a bust, he would shotgun the bastards off the boat. Now, how did Yusuke and Genkai pull it off again? Focus the reiki to the fist then release it with a series of rapid fire punches.

He waited until a pair of fish men clamored over the side of the ship near him. Perfect targets for his training session. Just like in the manga. He took a breath and channeled his mists into his fists, charging it as much as he could. He held it for a moment, then kicked it into high gear, unleashing a series of rapid fire punches, like Luffy's Gatling gun. He eased up his focus, enough so that small bursts of compressed mist slipped out, a barrage of small chaos 'bullets' shooting out at them, mowing them down like they were caught in the range of a machine gun, pelting them on every surface facing him, hurling them off the side of the ship with the force. "Hey, that work!"

[Fenix250]

I take a deep breath as I take out my staff and...was about to call out to everyone when Dawn tossed a cannon ball into the water, which caused Jack to yell, "What the devil are you doing!? You're wasting cannonballs! The ship's over there!"
She explains that they're over HERE as well. I looked at her like she was nuts...but soon did a facepalm, "Right... they can SWIM."
I catch her punching a shark-man in the face and thats when I pulled my sword while hearing Grey yelling about a front door before jumping down as well, "Here to join the party are we? Right... Everyone! We're being boarded, so get your butts in gear! Hastega!"

I jab my staff into the air and everyone got a healthy dose of yellow colored energy that made them move faster. Everyone but the fish people of course. Grey used this to his advantage by punching his mist into the small mob that managed to get up here much faster then what he was planning on doing at first, it was very effective, "Hey, that work!"
"That came from Yusuke's 'spirit shotgun' didn't it? Nice!"
I stood ready with the staff in front of me and the sword to my side. I really needed to think of an offensive attack, but what can I do as a 'cleric'? ...The true 'Holy' spell is a giant celestial ball basically, it might take too long to cast, and it would use up about as much 'mana' as that 'blind' spell I did... But what if I made it... well, smaller? "...Grey? Warning you now that I'm going to try something. Hate to break it to you, but I don't think I need you to watch me this time."

Looking at my staff, I see a small circle... I should be able to focus the spell into that! I held the staff close to my face as it starts to glow. Something soon starts to form in the middle of it and as soon as it felt ready, I held it out in front of me and yelled for it to fire, "Hah!"
It quickly started to freak out and exploded, but not before getting right into the face of one of the mermen. When it did went off, it knocked back the group of five. Along with the deck; they looked slightly burnt (it is not on fire in any way, it just left a nice black spot on the deck.) "Yikes... Well, feel free to continue smiting my opponents 'God', just leave our ship out of this..."
A merman runs up to my left side and I kicked one of its legs with all my might. It made a sickening crack as it get dislocated. I slam my staff into its neck as it falls into it and easily twisted it with a loud crunch. I yanked the dead merman off the staff and chuckled, continuing with my nervousness of the 'condensed' Holy spell, "I really need to practice using the smaller version it seems. The normal one would just eat up too much mana."

...Was I having a tea party here?! Why am I casually talking right now? ...Why am I starting to say my spells in Angelic?? Gah... I put my staff up and ran at another merman with my sword ready to run it through or to block; as much as I hate to say it, I am better off slicing things up. Maybe my alignment isn't what I expected... or maybe my dislike for Religion simply made killing easier... I dunno.

[RedxXxDawn]

More merfolk continued to board Jack's ship. They came from every edge of the ship, from bow to rear. One of them swung at Tsunade with a rusty machete - only to cut through the air where she used to be one fiftieth of a second ago. Or was it.. one seventy-fifth of a second? One sixtieth? Was it Tsunade's imagination, or have her movements somehow become faster? Yes, it was that yellow aura that surrounded her body. Tsunade would have known if it was one of her jutsus, for they had a different color glow. She had also noticed that same glow around the pirates as well. Must be one of Luca's spells, she thought.

The pirate-fish-thing that attacked Tsunade cocked his seahorse-shaped head comically at his target's sudden vanishing. He saw only a flicker of her movement before she was gone. If not for Luca's hastening spell, the seahorse man would have at least been able to see which direction Tsunade darted off to, but with that cast on her she seemed to literally vanish into thin air. She was fast enough as it was. Baffled, the seahorse-headed pirate looked around for her. When he turned himself completely around, he was just in time to see her foot right before it had been planted into his face. Then, he lived to hear and feel his skull become crushed in from the chin up, feel the wind from himself being sent flying almost a mile away, then the splash of cold seawater where he landed. "Next!" Tsunade called.

But then a smirk tugged at the corner of Tsunade's lips. She saw Greycat fire off his 'spirit gun,' and found it amusing that he managed to somehow copy another canon character's technique. But how did he do that? She thought. He isn't supposed to have that, is he. Nah, it was just his mist powers trying to make it look like a spirit gun. Just like that laptop screen where he keeps his list of 'favors.' And speaking of spiritual crap, what's he doing??

Tsunade craned her neck when she saw Luca casting his next spell. "Oh you have got to be kidding me.." She said quietly, flatly, one eye twitching. Is that Goku's spirit bomb? She mused. No, more like some white magic spell. Well whatever hocus pocus he's concocting is gonna get us all killed if he isn't careful. Hopefully he'll deal some good damage to Squidface's ship with it, and not blow the whole freakin' ocean off the map in the process.

But then Luca fired it. Tsunade expected him to charge it some more to build up more power, but no. It just ended in one small blast that blew away some mermen. Well that's a relief, she thought. No spirit bomb today. Now, then. If I remember correctly there was someone rushing over here to attack me. Yes, that fish boy with the funny face and the spear? Hey, that actually looks like it could be fun.
The fish man jabbed at Tsunade's chest with his iron lance - only to find it caught in her bare-handed grasp. He yanked it, twisted and turned, but the spear would not come loose. Not until Tsunade gave it a yank of her own, which pulled the merman forth. That was when she punched the fish man in the stomach, and threw him into another merman that was climbing up from behind one of Jack's pirates.

Tsunade still held the lance, though. She gripped it in both hands, spun it around in one hand a couple times, then impaled another the midsection of another fish-faced foe. "Nice," she said with a predatory grin. With that spear she continued her onslaught, running to and fro and slaying as many ugly pirates as she could.

Meanwhile, Jack Sparrow was fending off a couple of fish men himself. With his sword he impaled one through the chest, then the other was decapitated with a following horizontal slice. He enjoyed the rush from the yellow glow that surrounded him. It made him feel much more powerful. The speed of his movement and attacks were increased greatly, and that dexterity added to the damage he dealt. Slashing through enemies almost felt like his sword cutting through large globs of butter.

But then he noticed something. Davy Jones' ship was no longer there. He turned around and looked, gazing to all points of the compass. His ship was gone. Could it have been destroyed somehow? But wait, that doesn't make any sense. The cannons weren't doing that much damage to it to begin with.
But then he noticed an unusual ripple in the water. Something was approaching. Could it be... No!

[Synthorian]

I opened my eyes, or I felt like I opened my eyes, to a bright light. All I could see above me was the sky and the bright sun. I felt strange, I felt... weightless. Like there was nothing underneath me. I twisted my body around to see, and... more clouds? How bloody high am I? All of a sudden, a black an orange panel appeared in my sight saying, "ЯΣBӨӨƬIПG...". I tried to touch it but I couldn't. It's like its there... but isn't... wait... What's with my hands? I looked at them, and noticed that they were metal, I couldn't feel them at all. Suddenly the Reboot panel disappeared, and new ones popped up. I saw vital signs, some kind of energy meter, a radar, somekind of ammo counter, armor integrity, and what looked like a crosshair in the middle of my vision, and it moved to wherever I looked. It was heads-up-display. I looked down at myself, ans saw that my entire body was synthetic, like one of those Stroggs from them Quake games.

The realization hit me like a punch in the face, I was my profile pic that I used to fill out that CS before the screen went haywire. Well, isn't that peachy. I'm falling through the air and I'm an 85% synthetic man. Suddenly another panel appeared in the center saying, "IᄃΛЯЦƧ ЯΣΛDΥ. ΛЩΛIƬIПG ӨPƬIMΛᄂ ΉΣIGΉƬ FӨЯ ΛᄃƬIVΛƬIӨП." What da fuck does that even mean? I can't read that!

I looked harder at the text, and managed to understand it somehow, that something called ICARUS was active, and waiting for the right height, or something like that. Was it somekind of, I dunno, landing system? Well might as well try. Suddenly another bunch of characters appeared on the same panel. "ƬΉЯ ƬΉӨЦƧ FI ΉЦПDЯ ƬΉЯƬ ƧΣV" It was somekind of number, and it was counting down. I assumed that was the height that I was at, and from the looks of it, it was VERY high.

I burst through the last layer of clouds and saw nothing but dark blue, and several dark smudges. I blue, was the sea, but what were that dark smudges? I continued to fall for a few seconds more, and the smudged shapes became sharper and far more defined. They were sailing ships, old ones, and they seemed to be fighting eachother. But I had to pick a ship to land on and fast. Finding the one I needed, I manoeuvred my way though the air and almost into a perfect vertical angle above the ship. All I had to do now was wait for this ICARUS thing.

I was getting closer, and I could start to make a battle on board the ship. Great, just what I needed. The ship got closer and closer, and very quickly. I'm wasn't sure how fast I was going, but I was going pretty damn fast. I was about 20 feet above the deck when suddenly, I slowed down incredibly quickly and another panel appeared, "IᄃΛЯЦƧ ΛᄃƬIVΛƬΣD". I was surrounded by a translucent orange bubble, and I had orange lightning coming out of my back and arcing in all directions. I slowly landed on my two feet and knelt down to the floor. The bubble vaporised into an orange energy mist. I stood up, and looked around.

There was one hell of a fight in front of me. It was pirates and what looked like to be... sea people? Those who saw me land stood in awe. Three of those sea people charged at me with their swords in hand. Before I could even react, my hands turned into fists, and two black blades shot out of the top of my wrists. Both my arms lunged forward, and the blades hit the first two sea freaks simultaneously in the face, impaling their skulls. With a single twist of both hands, I spit their heads in half. The third instantly stopped as he saw his comrades massacred and tried to turn around and run. My body took control again and instantly caught him by the top of his head. My arm pulled his head down so fast that his body couldn't keep up, in consequence, breaking his neck with a loud, wet crack that almost everyone could hear. I finally took control of my body again and let go of the corpse. The body limply slumped to the deck floor. I looked up, and everybody nearby was staring at me.

[Greycat]

"Doesn't matter Luka," he said happily. "You'll be back. It's in the contract." Oh look, it was the yellow glow of luka's haste spell. It would certainly prove helpful. But what to do. What imaginative method should he use to take down the sea bottom scum that were attempting to take over the ship? He twisted, catching the fishman he was standing on between his leg and tail and hurling him at a group with a flip. Which series should he rip off next? Bleach? Naruto? Full Metal? Psyren? Negima? Too many possibilities. It would take too much time and effort to decide. In the mean time, he would take then out. Chaos Demon God Person style.

He grinned, in distinctively axe crazy grin, mists leaking from between his fangs as they bulged, sharpened and grew. His fur started to smoke with his mists and he fell to all fours, shifting back into big cat mode, his cheetah like mane and hackles risen and streaming gently with chaos, mixing with the aura of the haste spell in an intimidating display, his tail lashing slowly behind him, sending small wafts of mist flying off to dissipate relatively harmlessly in the air. Full on chaos beast battle form. Feline edition. He blinked slowly as the last transformation tingles rippled through his fur. Time to get physical.

He snarled with anticipation. Why not pull it off old school, like the myths of ravenous beasts. He took a breath, mixing it chaos mists as he inhaled, then roared, a pulse of chaos energy bursting out from his maw, hurling aforementioned group of Cthulhu-lings off the deck, most likely with a killer headache and several fractured bones. He roared again, this one a normal cry, and pounced, tearing into the chest of one of the baby Cthulhu, grabbing another around the neck between his jaws and shaking like a housecat would shake a mouse, snapping it's neck. He dropped his victim with a cry of outrage as someone bit into his flank. As he whirled around, his speed hurled it loose and away. Someone else jumped on his back, attempting to force him into submission. Bastard. He rolled, crushing the creature beneath his bulk, slashing it's gut with his claws.

"Who's next!" He cried out, mist streaming from his mouth as he snarled his challenge. The response he got was not what he expected. Something, no, someone fell out of the sky. And started killing the Cthulhu-lings as if he belonged there. Grey was torn between outrage at his interference and admiration of his technique. There was someone to get a favor from. And he would get it soon enough. Since metal-man's entry was a surprise, as was his following attack sequence, he had a circle of stunned witnesses. Read easy targets. Grey leapt into the cleared area and snarled. Time to rip Kotaro's Beast Transformation's shoulder whips. He shaped his mists into the trailing limbs he wanted, and lashed out, skewering two of the Cthulhu-lings with much pleasure. "Yo, metal-boy. Nice of you to drop in. Welcome to the party."

[Fenix250]

(Lol, you and your anime rip-offs. Well, I'm not sure what anime this one quote is from (Got it from a browser game that has refers to a lot of anime), but I'm going to use it anyways! I need another sword :P *Goes from Neutral-Good to Chaotic-Good for the fight due realizing I can create a handgun with the red glove*)

Grey happily explained that I'll be back for another favor from him and honestly... I wouldn't be surprised; I already asked for two favors from him, so there's bound to be more I'll end up asking for. Until then, I have to worry about all these merfolk... theres more then I expected, "...I'm going to need another sword."

I thought about getting another weapon and I felt something happening on my right arm. I looked at the red clawed glove and it was glowing red. I remembered that this glove creates blood weapons...but also causes me to... go berserk if I lose the enchanted pendent I have. Still, I can easily ignore the bad and love the good, "I wonder what quote I can steal for this... oh yeah."
I tossed my sword into my left hand and flexed my right hand's fingers as I looked at an incoming sharkman, "This hand of mine..."
He jabs his sword at me and I easily dodged it, "IS BURNING RED!!"
I jabbed my clawed glove into its chest and felt something moving. I am going to puke if I see that, so I quickly grabbed it and without looking, tossed it's HEART behind me. It must have landed on someone, merfolk or pirate I don't know, because that person started to freak out at the sight of it.

Now for the real show; The blood that sprayed out hung in the air around me. I focused on the image of a sword and held my hand out. A second later, the blood rushed for my hand and formed into a sword that looked a lot like this

Spoiler

I laughed when I felt that it was real, "Just how many crazy people does my character know?? Really, a glove that can create a 'blood weapon'..."
A merfolk runs towards me at 3'oclock and I easily deflected its attack and stabbed it with the blood sword, "And it works as well as a real weapon!"

Grey was also going to town in his big cat form, so I looked for a group that wasn't getting their butts kicked by an Avatar; I had no idea that Jone's ship isn't anywhere to be found. I see a group and ran at them... only for someONE to land right in front of me, "What the??"
I watched as he easily killed the group I was running towards. Grey noticed this as well and spoke first. "Yo, metal-boy. Nice of you to drop in. Welcome to the party."
I looked to see Grey with... tentacle mist arms(?) still going to town. I nod at the newcomer, but now I have more questions, "When did you get sucked in? And yeah, welcome to the party! In case you didn't notice..."
The merfolk didn't allow small talk, so I showed each one what I thought about that with my two swords, "We're fighting Davy Jones and his underlings swam over here. His ship is right there!"
I happily pointed a sword over to where Davy Jones USED to be and I blinked a couple of times, "Eh?? Where did he go?? ......"
I fought my way over to the side of the ship Where Jack Sparrow was and seen ripples in the water, "Hey! Deus Ex Aug. You're just in time for the main event! I think that giant octo is going to attack us now!"

I wasn't able to change my 'blood weapon' once it was formed, so I put away my 'real' sword and ripped the guts out of another merfolk with the clawed glove. I thought of a three barreled gun with AP ammo and it easily formed into a blood version of Vincent's gun from Final Fantasy. I fired it at a group of merfolk and smiled as I easily hit each one, "I always was good at using handguns... COME ON YOU OVER-SIZED TENTACLE MONSTER! I'LL FILL YOU WITH 'BLOODY' LEAD!"
With the bad pun in place, I proceeded to shoot and stab whatever merfolk was left and watched as blood flowed into my weapon; it must be what works as 'ammo' for it... I was really starting to get used to the sight of blood now.

(HOLY F! I typed THIS up last night? And here I'm scared as hell to even attempt the advanced RPs! xD)