Ax Colt

Lately, it's been Old Man.

Survivor

Human

61

Commodore, serving as
Quartermaster and Second In Command under Vice Admiral Freyja.

First thing you will notice about Ax is his imposing figure. He's standing at a massive 9 foot and 2 inches and weighing over 300 pounds, making him a hulk of a man. He's got rugged looks, a strong jaw and an unshaven face. His once Brown hair is now a mix of fading Brown, and Gray hairs, and so is his scruffy facial hair. Tanned skin and blue eyes, well, eye. As his right eye was lost in his youth and he's been wearing an eye-patch ever since. That's not the only injuries he's got, as most of his body is covered in scars, swords, bullets, cannons, fire, frostbite, the whole ordeal. Notable is his hands, where he's missing both of his ring fingers, having been cut off in his teenage years. He's usually seen wearing buttoned long sleeve T-shirts in two tones, usually black sleeves with white chest with a tank top under. He wears a watch on his right wrist, and a leather bracelet on his left. He's usually seen baggy pants in navy blue or black. Black leather boots is just about the only footwear he wears, the pants hanging over them.

He dons his coat over his shoulder, his sheath for his axe slung over the coat, and his gun belt by his waist, both pistols on his right side as he is left handed. He wears the traditional marine cap, his is worn and dirty and all washed out, it being only his second cap, his first one was destroyed in battle after 21 years of service. He wears the cap either backwards or straight forward, he carries a pair of biker goggles with sunglass lenses in them around his neck, or on his forehead resting on the brim of the cap. He's often seen smoking, cigars or from his pipe.

Ax, while imposing, is actually something of a softcore guy. He's got incredible patience and ability to keep his cool, not one to get overly excited very easily. However, when he gets angry his fury is relentless. In his old age, he's grown more and more frustrated, his waining physical shape's cause for much anguish for the aging Marine, well past his prime. His many years of war has hardened him some, while he's not one to quickly turn to violence, he is no longer phased by it, the sanctity of life is all but lost on him, and in many regards, he's a man who has lost his spark - his flame for Justice, Absolute or otherwise.

Once a commander with fire in his stomach and utter belief in both the system, the government and his fellow Marines, this has all but faded now. He keeps an upbeat outlook on life, not being a downer or depressed, but more so nihilistic about the whole world.

That being said, he still takes some joy in splattering pirate blood all over his deck, like any sea-fearing marine should.

Armament Haki is his forte, protecting his body and enhancing his weapon is how he's survived more battles than most Marines will ever fight. He's got limited promise using Observational Haki, focusing on raw power over the utility of Observational Haki. He's been known to be able to resist Conqueror's Haki at least once, but that's hardly remarkable for someone of his experience.

He's a skilled shot with a pistol, albeit no master marksman or sharpshooter. He's an excellent brawler,
either with his fists, a knuckleduster, or with his trusty axe he keeps slung over his shoulder. Beating folks to a pulp with his savage strength or incredible swings. His mighty physical form, raw power and surprising speed despite his size - and age makes his swings extra deadly. He's got rudimentary training and experience with the Six Forms, as would all of his experience, but he's not a reliable user of the Six Forms, finding it too focused on showing off than getting shit done.
He's an experienced commander, having taught, trained lead and fought alongside Marines and other soldiers for better part of half a decade. However, in his advanced age, he is not quite the brute he once was, his powers are waining and his best days are behind him.

Poetry. Colt is despite his rather brutish traits a hopeless romantic - he's not all that good at writing poetry, not about the battles he's fought, nor about the loves he's lost. But he tries, and that's what counts. While writing, he wears small spectacles to help him see what he's typing.

He's an excellent swimmer. Quite the Foodie and bit of a Wine Snob, though he is deeply ashamed of how snobbish he is when it comes to wine. He is however not as picky when it comes to other booze.

Ax Colt is born on an Island in the South Blue, Big Tree Island, named after the massive trees that grow there. His father, Hammer, was a shopkeeper in his daytime, but also worked part-time as a captain in the Big Tree Island Militia, as the country was loyal to their royals, and not the World Government, thus, they did not recieve Marine help to fend off Pirates, or other bandits, as Pirates were rather rare during Ax's youth. His early years were unremarkable, he was a regular kid, he laughed, he played, he never had a mother – she died during childbirth, never really weighed on him. He joined the militia at 12, four years too young to normally join, but he lied to the other officers about his age, and they believed him, letting him join them during their training.

He fought bandits, stopped thiefs, protected officials, that sorta thing for an entire year, making an okay wage doing it, till his father found out and forbid him from continuing – he didn't listen, this only caused a great rift between father and son. Ax had an apptitude for battle, to prove himself – to do great things. He learned how to fight with a Gladius and Buckler, like all of the soldiers of his home. At fourteen, the island was invaded by Pirates – Slavers, in fact. The army fought them off bravely, but not without a cost. Dousins of their frontline soldiers had been taken captive – Ax being one of them.

Hammer was beside himself, and manned a rescue. Meanwhile, The captors were under the banner of "Four Finger Feenix." A mad pirate whom legends said had gnawed his own fingers off, and would cut off the fingers of anyone who crossed his path. Feenix cut off both of Ax's ring fingers, as he did with all of his prisoners he had captured, as a sign of dominance. After weeks in captivity Ax staged an escape on the pirate ship, breaking out of captivity with a handful of his fellow Big Tree natives, plus some of the other captives, he lead them out of the pirate ship once it had docked, during the cover of night. Their weapons and armor had been stolen, so they had to improvise. Sharp rocks and hard sticks became their weapons – except for Ax, whom found a woodcutters axe stuck into a tree. The weight of the metal head served his natural strength and agility rather well, forgoing the use of a shield for the increased power behind every swing. Ax got his revenge against Feenix, decapitating him with that very same weapon, putting a eight million bounty to rest.

They never did find out how to get back home, instead, Ax made his way onto a Marine vessel, and enlisted. Once more, he lied about his age, claiming to be a whole 16, not 13, and he was allowed onboard the S21 unit, the only one in South Blue at the time. He spent three more years in the South Blue, never once returning home to Big Tree Island, his father still searching for him, Hammer's grief never struck Ax's mind.

At the mere age of 16, Ax was snet off to Marineford to undergo officer training, them believing the make-believe 19 year old to be worthy of a officer rank, and so it was he became an Ensign, and began his work in the Grandline.



Ax has over the years taken more bullets to his flesh, more swords have grazed his skin, and more flames have singed his body than just about anyone in the Marines, yet, he survived it all, refusing to die as if by stubbornness alone. At age 18, he became a Captain, his military career was a success, an excellent combatant and commander, bringing his crew together and overcoming one great threat after another.

Ax suffered his first defeat as a Commodore, in the Grandline. Aged 24, fighting on a small set of Islands in the middle of Paradise. His platoon, G11, Patrol 6, were outnumbered against six crews of pirates, in a free-for-all battle royal. Ax and his Ensign, and Protegé, Liam Northgate, faced off against 3 of the captains and first mates of those ships. Ax lost his eye, but Liam paid the ultimate price. His first great failure, and one that would set it's marks forever in the spirit of the young star, one with the potential to become one of the greatest Marines of his era.

He continued having a fairly succesful military career, becoming Rear Admiral by 32, and after the quelling of the Wano Rebellion, one that he had a great hand in, he was promoted to Vice Admiral by 37.

A well decorated war hero, leader, inspiration and just about poster boy for the Marines, Ax had just about it all going for him. But he still wasn't happy. He had forgone his roots, given in to his pasion for justice, and kind of lost himself in it. Doubt began to grow inside of him.



As a Vice Admiral, he did surprisingly little. He partook in a few battles, traded blows with some of the greatest Pirates to ever live, even going so far as to being part of a unit that fought against Gol D. Roger's pirates himself. He was there for Roger's execution, part of the security detail, guarding the town where Roger met his end, fending off the many pirates that did try to save him, but it was all in vain.

Colt saw Roger's final look. How he died grinning, and it unsettled him, rattled him, even. How could someone so evil, so rotten to the core, be pleased with himself when everything he had worked for was in ruins?

He began faltering in his duties, drinking a little too much, spending a little too much time writing his less-than-excellent poetry. But it all came to a heed five years ago, when he heard a ringing he had never heard before. His silver Den Den Mushi rang, as it did on the 2 other warships that were nearby. The greatest military action on all of the seas had been issued. The Buster Call.

And to make matters worse, it was on his home island, Big Tree Island. The royal army had become too strong, and the World Government decided that would be enough, to not further escalate the situation they would put the entire island down, grind it into dust and leaving nothing but ruins.

Ax would have no part in it, he tried contacting HQ to call the attack off, but they would not listen to him, he had not authority to make the call, it came from the Den Den Mushi of an Admiral. And so, his ship sailed back to his home, where he had not been in four decades, to destroy it and eliminate any ties to his past he ever could have had.

His men understood this was very hard for him, and put their loyalty to him over their loyalty to the Navy, or to the World Government. When the buster call was initiated, Ax's ship did not fire a single cannon on the island, instead they spent the entire time actively protecting civilian ships, putting themselves in harms way, shooting out volleys of their fellow Marine's fire.

Ax met one of the other Vice Admirals, Markos, a scyther wielding lunatic whom had been undercover as a pirate captain for the past few years, a hotshot whom made Vice Admiral even younger than Ax did, truly impressive. Markos boarded Ax's ship and demanded an explaination for this treason, and Ax explained he would not let the Marines just kill his home.

Markos attacked Ax on the spot, and the two Vice Admirals duked it out for more than a day, both sustaining heavy injuries, being evenly matched. But, in the end, Ax was victorious. He spared Markos life, and decided to sail away from what remained of Big Tree Island – most of the civilians had made it out thanks to him.

As he made his way back into the grandline, he was met by a marine brigade, 20 warships strong. Whom called for his arrest for treason, while some wanted him executed for his insubbordination, they instead stripped him off his rank, and sentenced him to life in prison.

Life in Impel Down, on the harshest level, Level 6. Along with all of the most hardened criminals in the entire Grandline. Life In Impel Down for a Vice Admiral was not expected to be very long – and every pirate in the entire joint wanted to take him down, be the one to kill Ax "The Headsman" Colt. Ax spent the next three years fighting every single day, sustaining injury after injury, constantly being overwhelmed, enemies at all sides. The guards did not want to help him, and the pirates hated his guts, he was well and truly alone.

Two years ago, he was released, after it had been discovered that the Buster call was created by a rogue Golden Den Den. It was a fake, the people of Big Tree Island did not deserve to die, and Ax had been somewhat justified in his actions. But, due to his punishment and actions, Ax could not get his rank restored, instead, he would be sent off into the New World, to G5's HQ, be given the rank of Inspector, and oversee their actions.

However, soon, he got dulled by the desk-work, and instead put in to be replaced as a field officer, Commodore of the Second Patrol, serving under Vice Admiral Freyja.

The TORN-A-HAWK: A black metal axe made out of solid metal all the way down to the hilt, where it's got a trench guard, doubling as knuckle dusters for those who get too close.

BANG N RANG: His double barrel shotgun has served him very well throughout the years, like most of his gear it is very worn and misfires almost as often as it shoots straight.

"Noble" to those who think highly of him, "Softie" to those who... don't.

Human

27

Marine Lieutenant, serving the 2nd Patrol Unit as Master-at-Arms, and in combat as a combination of martial artist, swordsman, and sniper all at once due to his weapon of choice.

The image provided is about accurate to his appearance, though he tends to appear more formally dressed and a touch more tanned, particularly from his recent time in the New World. He is about 208 cm tall and weighs 122 kgs - that's 6'10" and 265 lbs - bearing bright blue eyes and dark tousled hair, and when not rolled up, his shirt sleeves stop just above his elbows. Covering most of his forearms out of combat are a pair of grey metal gauntlets, replete with spikes on each knuckle, constituting the only visible item on him that isn't simply clothing. The back of his shirt has the kanji for "Justice" emblazoned on the back in light blue, and whilst he possesses an officer's coat, it is rarely worn, as he finds that it usually just gets in the way more than anything.

Despite being born into a Noble family, Yuudaina's personality is heavily drawn from his time spent in the Marines. He values order and calm above most other traits, and is extremely good at remaining focused and rational in high-stress situations, a definite contributor to his rapid rise through the ranks of the Marines. Naturally, he is also a firm believer in the concept of Justice, though in his case, he stands by the optimistic notion that said Justice should only be Absolute if the target has done something irredeemably evil, such as raping or murdering an innocent living being; in these cases, he will often push to kill the target as quickly as possible, or at least to subdue them for imprisonment and ideally execution. However, if the point of no return has not been crossed, he may well choose to let a pirate go free if they show signs of goodness in their actions, e.g. having redirected money stolen from a bad person toward a more charitable purpose, though in many cases he will try to urge them to leave the piratical lifestyle before it's too late for them to turn back. Still, he has found such cases to be few and far between, and his general dislike of pirates is quite justifiable given what he's seen of their sort. As far as working under the World Government goes, he is keen to make a good impression on his superiors, and more importantly to set a good example for his equals and subordinates, and is typically the first into a fight and the last out, not to mention his propensity to volunteer himself for any tasks that require the manpower and lecture others in their work if it seems to be sub-par.

Up to the present day, Yuudaina has been fairly rapidly climbing the ranks of the Marines since his initiation, primarily due to his significant strength and skill, but also as a result of his ability to coordinate others both on and off the field, given the chance. Out of combat, his Life Return grants generally perfect or near-perfect senses, with hearing and vision in particular marking him out as a good scout when necessary, and like many Marines, he is a very good swimmer, though unlike some he actually enjoys it, and has taken it upon himself to do so as recreation rather than simply a survival strategy; on that note, he also tends to train his strength whenever he can, taking himself to whatever gym is available to keep up his boxing abilities and general musculature, as well as regularly writing letters back to Alicia and Francis, including the occasional short story. Finally, a strong sense of morality helps him in his role as Master-of-Arms, meting out disciplinary action as necessary and no more than that, as well as when determining whether a given pirate is worth pursuing and lecturing his fellow Marines on matters of how to act - the latter far more common in the present day than before he was relocated to G-5.

For generations, the Yuushuu family have had significant holdings in Loguetown - whilst not particularly concerned with matters of populace there, their funds have been quite extraordinary, and those who have been given the opportunity to marry into the family have rarely failed to leap at the chance. Such a marriage, whilst largely love-driven, was essentially what first united Yuushuu Saidou and his wife, the woman who would eventually rename herself Kireina. Some years later, their first child was born, and named Yuushuu Yuudaina.

As is often the case with one's first child, they made a few slipups here and there in raising him, leading his personality to be a bit separate from their worldviews. In this case, that might have been a good thing, for as with many Nobles, Saidou and Kireina were both rather nasty people, keeping slaves for their own personal gain and generally hoarding anything they wanted, whereas Yuudaina was a bit more in touch with others, desiring more to see what else lay in town, though not quite grasping what made his parent's slavekeeping so immoral. Such is childhood, though; the Yuushuu's next two children, Suguremashita and Sugureta, were kept on much tighter leashes and indoctrinated far more thoroughly, but Yuudaina was nonetheless in line to lead the Yuushuu household after his parents eventually passed.

Yuudaina was about twelve when his parents brought in a different slave. A white-haired, purple-eyed child, one who had apparently been born into slavery, and yet who was deliberately kept separate from the other slaves, never visibly joining in with their work for the Yuushuus. At about the same time, two major events happened: Saidou and Kireina's relationship began decaying almost immediately, and the Battler first showed his face on their property, apparently linked to the new slave's role in the household.

Whilst the slave didn't exactly make much of an impression on Yuudaina at the time, he was practically smitten with how powerful the Battler seemed to be when showing off his combat skills, and begged the man to teach him how to be that strong. The Battler explained that whilst he couldn't tell Yuudaina everything, he could certainly tell him some things, which might make him very powerful indeed some day. And so, for the next several years, as much of Yuudaina's free time was spent with the Battler as possible. He learned boxing in various styles from the man, amongst other forms of unarmed combat, as well as how to utilise something called Life Return, eventually allowing him to concentrate his senses and control the most minute aspects of his physique, from his hair to his muscles.

He had only recently turned eighteen when he learned, overhearing an argument, precisely why his parent's relationship had been decaying for so long, why his formerly-beautiful mother had begun to... swell, was the best word for it. It turned out that the slave that had been brought in many years ago was not intended for hard labour. He was intended for use as a sex toy by Saidou, once his wife was past her best, an arguably self-fulfilling prophecy considering her reaction to his intent to cheat on her. Worse still, the Battler, who Yuudaina had looked up to for a great many years, was in on this - he was there not because Yuudaina wanted him to be, but because Saidou paid him to guard the slaves, and in particular to essentially brutalise the white-haired slave, so as to recondition his mind to better accept his eventual nature as a pervert's plaything.

Naturally, he was disgusted with his father for the whole scheme, disappointed with his mother for falling into her own well of despair instead of putting a stop to it, and utterly disillusioned by the horrifying nature behind what may as well as have been his hero throughout his teenage years. He argued with his family, harsh words were said that could not be taken back, and he ultimately stormed out of the house, intent on joining the Marines as soon as possible. Coincidentally, his sister Suguremashita left the household that same day, despite her comparative youth at the time, with the described intent of becoming a merchant in some form or another, to travel the seas and become wealthy without relying on her parent's money. To his knowledge, she has been relatively successful so far, though he hasn't heard much from her other than that she visited the Yuushuu mansion recently to pick up a particular slave for her own use.

Yuushuu's entrance into the Marines was at the level of Chore Boy, much like many other Marines. He did not stay at that level very long, displaying a combination of raw power and ingenuity that bumped him up to the level of Master Chief Petty Officer within three years, which he felt wasn't a bad start considering he'd largely been patrolling the weakest sea, the East Blue. Even then, his impression of piracy in general was very poor, and was set to become much worse very quickly: around that time, on a mission to help save the Gecko Islands from being ravaged by a massive pirate raid, he met a woman called Alicia Vale. She had been rendered the victim of a severed limb by the invaders, amongst various other physically-damaging indecencies, then left for dead, and she had been left in severe shock as a result, with mental trauma sure to follow; roused to great vengeance and furious anger, Yuudaina brought her into Marine care, then turned around and slaughtered as many of the pirates as he could, an event which would finally elevate him to Warrant Officer after a few months of stalling.

Little did he know how much of an impact he would have on the woman's life, nor she on his. Following a severe crackdown on pirate activity in the East Blue in response to the attack, almost a year without many incidents led Yuudaina to see Alicia more and more frequently, to help her through her issues (by teaching her the Life Return ability, amongst other things, to see if she might be able to regrow the lost limb), and in time to realise that she was really quite a wonderful woman underneath the events that had scarred her so. In time, they found themselves falling in love with one another, and ultimately they married, Alicia bearing a child who would eventually be named Francis. As close as they were, Yuudaina had deliberately never introduced her to his family; eventually, though, he bit the bullet, and asked her to move to Loguetown, to which she agreed. As it happened, he had business with his family as well.

The slave was still being trained by the Battler. He took a wide berth around both of them whenever he could. Sugureta was beginning to act up more and more lately, a sign that perhaps his parents were not the greatest at raising kids. And the parents themselves... were surprisingly willing to show contrition for their earlier arguments. Though Yuudaina was rather upset and horrified at how his mother's figure had turned near-spherical by this point, and still all but enraged by the continuing progress of indoctrination on the now-teenaged slave, she and his father not only blessed his impromptu marriage unconditionally (verbally, at least), but also promised to acquire the funds to build Alicia a new robotic arm to replace the one she'd lost, and furthermore presented him with a huge shape-shifting sword, "a weapon worthy of a newly commissioned officer- oh, did we forget to mention we've paid for you to head through officer training? Be sure to send us some money back from your cushy job!" He did wonder how much of this had to do with Sugureta's lack of suitability as the face of the Yuushuu family in the future, but not one to reject sudden charity, Yuudaina accepted the odd gifts and the implication, however forced on their part, that he was back in line to inherit most of their wealth once they passed.

His training to become an Ensign was not particularly overbearing, and included an expanded patrol into the South Blue as well as the East Blue; but from then on, advancement would become increasingly difficult, with a solid two years between Ensign and Lieutenant Junior Grade, and another two from there to Lieutenant proper, and frequently decreasing timeframes in which he could see his beloved again, though with that in mind, he began practicing with Life Return in an effort to figure out agelessness and eternal youth for himself, and likewise encouraged Alicia to do the same, that they might spend eternity together once all else was said and done.

He was around twenty seven when he heard the bad news: Saidou had finally tried to make good on his plan to turn the white-haired boy into a pleasure slave, only to wind up dead by the slave's own hand. Worse still, Sugureta had just days before stolen a vast quantity of the Yuushuu fortune, spending it on what Yuudaina had learned was called a Devil Fruit- the same power fueling his weapon's shapeshifting ability, as it happened- then fired the Battler by pretending his father had no further use for him, causing a ruckus during which the white-haired slave stole the Devil Fruit and escaped Loguetown entirely as a member of another pirate's crew. They weren't entirely broken as Nobility, and Kireina claimed they would recover in time, but they'd lost their patriarch and more than ninety-five percent of their wealth in that fiasco, with his brother the perpetrator now nowhere to be found. Naturally, Yuudaina was given leave to visit his grieving mother- who it turned out had been grieving for her dead husband for more than a month by the time he made his way home.

Not that that stopped her from making rather bad decisions for Yuudaina. Apparently, though they were already strapped for cash, Kireina had bribed the Marines to essentially put in a good word for Yuudaina and get him moved to a position in the Grand Line, "because wouldn't that just be such a good legacy for our family to follow, my son working in the Grand Line?" Alas, Yuudaina suspected that whoever had handled the arrangements had had a cruel streak of irony in them, since supposedly, the bribe hadn't been sufficient to place Yuudaina anywhere in the Grand Line but one of its worst bases: Marine Grand Line 5th Branch, a.k.a. G-5, well-known for its troublemakers and upstarts, and located in the New World no less. Though he felt he might be a tad unprepared for such a posting, Yuudaina nevertheless approached the impromptu lifestyle change with gusto, and though comparatively new there, he has managed to get himself installed as the 2nd Patrol Unit's Master-at-Arms, making it his duty to better the base with his presence no matter its reputation.

A Noble is not to be confused with a World Noble. Additionally, Yuudaina is very fond of old-timey swing jazz and lounge music, and has a tendency to sing along with the lyrics or tune of any such song he knows.
Naming Legend, Japanese - English
Yuushuu - Excellence
Saidou - Magnificent
Kireina - Beautiful
Yuudaina - Majestic
Suguremashita - Superior
Sugureta - Excellent (yes, his name is basically Excellent Excellence)

• Acupuncture: In addition to his skill with traditional medical practices, Edward seems to be somehow skilled in using Acupuncture for multiple purposes. He mainly uses this skill for things such as numbing the patient's pain or even disabling their muscles in despite of lacking the proper medicaments, but he also seems to be capable of causing extreme pain through the use of specific technique - one of the skills that make him quite the dangerous individual to piss off, especially if you're going to need to be treated by him in a nearby future.

The last Olari

Human

23

Lieutenant Junior Grade, Scout for the G5 2nd Patrol Unit

Dedric is by no means a big man. He is rather petite for a man his age, standing just short of 5'7 with a rather slim build, and thanks to his lack of height and build he often gets mistaken for an 18, maybe even a 16-year-old. Dedric has a set of dark blue eyes and shoulder length blond hair with a few darker whips here and there. He can often be seen wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, a black vest, and some black pants, if he isn't forced to wear his uniform.

Dedric is fiercely loyal. He follows orders without question, but sometimes, he goes a bit beyond what the mission requires, as in, don't be surprised if he burns down a village to take down just one man. He is more than willing to get a bit dirty, bruised, and bloodied to carry out a mission or to achieve his goals.

There is a lot of deep-seeded rage and hatred hidden inside Dedric, hatred for the Pirates for the pirates that ruined his home and the father that let it happen, but he has learned the channel it, even if it sometimes bubbles over and a few pirates suffer a bit more than otherwise needed.

Close quarters combat:
Dedric excels if he can get up close and personal, darting around his opponent and delivering blows or cuts wherever he finds an opening.

Rokushiki: Shave, Moonwalk, Tempest kick.
Dedric was taught these technics through his years in they Marine as the sought to make him a better and more efficient scout.

Dedric is quite skilled when it comes to plants, and the human anatomy, after all, he was supposed to be a doctor when he came of age.

For years Dedric lived on a secluded island in the South Blue, surrounded by nothing other than his family, the sprawling gardens they cared for, and the patients they tended to. They all helped on another, doing whatever was needed to ensure that the island and the family would continue to thrive. However, Dedric's father threw that all out the window in favor for personal gain, resulting in a pirate raid that erased most of the island, the gardens, and the Olari family, leaving Dedric crushed. His family and the island had been his whole life, they were everything to him, so as he watched the island burn, a hatred bloomed deep inside him.

Only two members of the Olari family survived the raid, and as the Marines came to rescue them, Dedric threw his father right into their clutches, telling them that although the Pirates had burnt down the island, his father was to blame for it all. At first, the Marines ignored these wild accusations, thinking of them as the cries of child lashing out at anyone nearby, but it wasn't long before they saw the truth, throwing Dedric's father in jail under accusations of conspiring with pirates. This left Dedric without any family, or anyone that could take care of him, so the Marines gave him two options. He could stay at a nearby base until they could find a more suitable place for him, or, he could join them. Dedric quickly decided to go for the latter option. The years passed by quickly as Dedric steadily became more comfortable in his new life, slowly starting to see his comrades as his new family, and climbing through the ranks.

Dedric garnered himself quite the reputation as a scout, his nimbleness, small frame, and dexterity allowing him to hide and keep a lookout from places few others could reach, and it were these qualities the Marines sought to nourish. They thought him a diverse set of skills, training him to go further, faster, to kill just using his hands, all while still lurking in the shadows. He progressively got sent out on harder and harder missions, never returning until he had fulfilled his task, even if it meant stepping over some moral boundaries.

It was this that earned him a non-negotiable assignment to join G5, his idea that in pursuit of justices there would always be a few casualties and some collateral damage.

Knives: Unlike most other Marines that prefer swords or guns, Dedric uses a series of knives to do most his fighting. He has a few smaller ones that are designed to be thrown in an effort to create openings in his opponent's defenses, and then he has two larger ones.


While Dedric has been told that his father is still alive, rotting in a prison somewhere, he was actually hung two days after his confession.

This fine specimen presented before you all was given the name Wonka Williams.

Despite the prestige that came with his majestic name, Wonka Williams selflessly decided to simply go by the name of Willy. This way, those around him have one less reason to feel insecure or ashamed of the names they were forced to bear.

He has been called many things throughout his life, but in all honesty, Willy has yet received a suitable moniker that has stuck. None have truly and accurately represented himself as an individual; so yeah, no epithet yet.

He may look like an ordinary human, but there's no doubt about it, Willy is a full-blooded Erotian. Though nearly identical to humans, the body of an Erotian secrets a type of sweat that smells like daisies and tastes of honey.

Despite his young and boyish appearance, Willy has reached the ripe and fertile age of twenty six.

Although trained in the field of medicine, Willy prefers to be looked at as god's gift to women instead of a medical officer.

Aside from his luscious polychromatic blue pompadour, he possesses dazzling powder blue eyes and wears small yet fashionable studs in each ear. Underneath his clothes, is an irresistible physique standing at a height of six feet.

The stylish jacket he wears conforms to his body, extending to the middle of his thigh, accompanied by a pair of wide-legged pants. He keeps his jacket unbuttoned and pinned aside, revealing a light pastel-colored undershirt with a short zipper on each side of his chest.

One of Willy's most easily noticeable characteristics is the calm, easy-going, and collected manner in which he carries himself, regardless of the situation. The way he speaks is usually composed but somewhat straightforward and a bit blunt. He rarely acts before thinking, but this isn't always true when in the presence of a woman.

He is extremely amorous, and will constantly flirt with any attractive woman he sees. Despite his tendencies though, Willy has some degree of self control and a set of morals that he tries to follow. Willy is conscious of his romantic nature but feels no shame throwing himself at beautiful women.

After eating the Lick Lick Fruit, Willy gained the ability to produce and manipulate various types of candy and make use of their exaggerated properties in a myriad of ways. Examples of which would include binding or restricting movements with taffy or bubblegum, blocking blows with hardened candy, or dropping massive jawbreakers on top of his enemies. Like most candy, the one's Willy produces are still edible and susceptible to extreme heat.

Also, aside from being physically fit, I think how fleet-footed and acrobatic he is needs to be mentioned. Grandiose feats of movement and finesse such as flips and the like, work wonders in impressing others. Strength-wise, nothing amazing, but he's no pushover.

Before venturing into the seas, given the lack of any significant physical capabilities, Willy was one of the unfortunate ones who were forced to remain in their country. This wasn't enough to deter his unbelievable optimism as he spent many years training his physique and intellect to prepare himself for the day he would scour the world for his own harem.

To successfully impress and win over women, Willy believed that his good looks wouldn't be enough. Years of exercise has given him a toned and chiseled body capable of physical feats he has deemed as necessities to be used to seduce the opposite sex. Basically, Willy's quite productive when exercising; to him, its more of a craft than anything else.

Before perusing the path of the physical fit and appealing, Willy was convinced that being an intellectual was the only thing that one needed to win over women. The field of medicine was what he focused on; Willy believed that as a doctor, females would simply allow him to fondle their bodies as much as he wished. Sadly, it took him several years before realizing that this was untrue.

Willy comes from the country of Erotica, a unified archipelago found in the New World. Its ruled by a monarchy, with the royal family having sat on the throne for over centuries. The society is heavily patriarchal, with status and wealth in Erotica determined by the size of one's harem.

Before we get into his story, it should be noted that Erotians have a very curious reproductive cycle. While they are able to procreate with almost any other biological species, the result will always be the same - a child conceived from Erotian seed will always be a male Erotian. Naturally, this would create an issue for the Erotians because without any females the species would gradually die out.

In the past, the Erotians were essentially pirates and bandits, attacking other countries and capturing their women to use for conceiving children. They were hated and feared throughout the seas, though never strong, advanced, or aggressive enough to be considered anything more dangerous. The rise of powerful nations lead to a certain degree of dominance over neighboring waters, leaving the Erotians with no room to continue doing as they pleased.

Unable to simply take things by force, a new career path was born for ambitious young Erotian men. They would scour the seas and use their charm and libido to gather a harem, which they would then take back to Erotica to help ensure the survival of their species. What a noble endeavor it was, and Wonka Williams, despite his lineage, was perhaps the most noble of all Erotians.

Born into a family of commoners who were known for being quite timid and bashful, many thought little of Willy and considered him to be nothing more but another poor excuse for an Erotian. As he came of age, most were left surprised not by his persevering nature and optimistic way of life, but by his booming confidence. He was considered an anomaly by his kin. With dreams of ruling their country, Willy spent most of his days honing his body and polishing his mind, since both were definitely needed to win over the hearts women all over the world. As a parting gift from his family, Willy received their family's most prized possession; a devil fruit that was said to be the sweetest of its kind.

With an extremely bitter taste in his mouth, Willy left Erotica and sailed the seas, facing danger alone and head on. Months had passed, and his journey was not as fruitful as he wished. His harem had remained empty as he had failed to charm over hundreds of women. Unfazed by failures, he continued to journey throughout the New World, eventually leading to cross paths with a marine Rear-Admiral who went by the name of Freyja.

The moment Willy laid eyes on her, he immediately knew that it was love at first sight. His advances and breech of personal space were unappreciated and left him with several broken bones and the inability to chew his food. After months of rehabilitation and treatment, Willy was ready for another go at it. Enlisting himself into the marines, he aimed to rise among their ranks, hoping to lessen the distance between him and his beloved with power and authority. Sadly, things hadn't gone according to what he had planned. Unable to focus on his training when in the presence of the opposite sex, he status within the marines was unchanged. Seeing Willy as somewhat of a lost cause, his persistent request for a transfer to G5 was finally granted.

Two weeks has passed since his reassignment; so far, Willy has had zero progress in his attempt of successfully winning over the heart of his superior officer.

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