Name: Alesia

Age: 17

Bounty: 27,000,000 Berries

Gender: Female

Appearance: A short girl of around 150cm in height. She has long droping hair that have the same colour as the night, her blue eyes are brightly coloured. She often dons herself in bright robes. Hardly appearing like a pirate, as much berate her height.

Abiliites
Devil fruit: Kilo Kilo Fruit
A devil fruit that allows her to change her weight, ranging from 1 kilo to 10 tonnes.

Cutlass - A very ordinary cutlass that she had picked up, Alesia could hold her own with a cutlass. She is rather proficient with that weapon.

Blade of Gulliotine
A slash that uses a main strength of her devil fruit. Often an overhead slash that falls at ten tonnes.

Dance of the wind
Alesia is able to change her weight to 1kg, and this technique allows her to dance along the air like the sweeping wind. She often uses it along with an umbrella.

The mountain parts the wind
A slash that is made for more than one opponents. Often done by weaving through the larger objects like the wind. Alesia, also uses the weight changing ability to fine tune the technique.

Snake’s bite (10 tonne thrust)
A stab that is often locked by her weight, a cutlass stab that sends a force of ten tonnes to her opponents.

Thrusting Winds
A technique that she'd picked up from the enemy pirate Valar. A thrusting attack that churns out a surge of gales and winds to her enemy.

Backstory:
Born in the isles of the East Sea, Alesia was born as a pickpocket for the thieves. Form young she was an abandoned child on the slums. As a young girl, she worked at the thief. The slums of the old street was not a good influence for the young child.

On one end of the slums was a devil fruit a treasure that was going to be held for an auction. The 20 of her companions are killed and out of desperation, she ate she fruit instead of stealing it. Turned out it was a devil fruit that makes her light, and it helped her escape by the skin of her teeth.

Her companions that raised her are dead and her hundred million treasure was eaten literally. As that moment she was rather loss. She was a thief because she had followed those who raised her. Now that they are gone, she wasn’t sure on what she could do. The slums are less welcoming to her after that ad scuffle with the town’s force.

With only a cutlass to fight, Alecia turned to the bar to have the new start of her life. She starte3d challenging the people here, often losing in her various swordfights. Over time she started helping out in the inn, having settled with her lodgings and her meals.

Having a new life, she had leant the sword style from the aspect of various (drunk) pirates. From the help of the new devil fruit, she had picked up on styles that are well-attuned to her weight-changing ability.

Starting out on a journey, she decided on instead of going to a life of stealing, she will instead find treasures at the higher seas and become a pirate. Thus from there Alesia started gathering a crew for the journey to the grand line.

From there she formed the scarlet pirates, gathering a crew before sailing out on a small sloop

Personality:
“I’m no thief! Call me treasure Hunter!”
Alesia was that type of girl that is described in this way, don’t call her short. She disliked being called a midget.

From losing her companions from time to time again, she had a regard towards her companions.

Again, she has a bad temper, and is known to not be pestered to her bad side.

From a young age, she has an eye on treasure, but she find herself more as a treasure hunter than an Actual thief.

Often dutiful to her crew, she is dedicated to her crewmates. The last thing that she want to see herself ending up is to get betrayed. For she was betrayed by a few people in the past.

Still ignorant to the dangers of the Grand Voyage, she, like most pirates, seek the treasure One Piece.

Relationships
The White Pearl
Alesia’s personal sloop of her home island. She wouldn’t be happy to see it sunk, and is more than willing to savage the ship if needed.

Dreams: Alesia dreams is to find the world’s greatest treasure, and to become the Pirate King.

Name: Vane

Age: 21

Bounty: 0

Gender: Male

Appearance: Standing at 5'7, he has a fair skin and there are several distinguishing features of Vane, starting from his unusual white hair, toned body but one thing that stands out from the rest is his red left eye. It has a black sclera and red iris which makes him look like a monster. It is made of ruby and looked like a red glass, and merely used as an accessory. Whenever he is out for some actions or trying to hide his identity, he dons the mask. His mask is black in colour and it resembles a leather gimp mask with an eye patch. It bears a lip-less mouth with large, gnashing teeth, much like a restrained asylum monster. The bolts sticking out of his neck invoke a Frankenstein-like theme. He's usually seen in black clothes, he has a thing for the colour "Black".

Personality: Vane is a man whose been instilled with values. He is someone who believes strongly in being able to forge his own path by his own two hands. He is someone who won't give up easily as he believes that if he tries his best he can achieve it. This somehow affects him in fights because he won't easily surrender to his enemy even if the opponent is better. He's not opposed to fighting to protect his beliefs. Even if he loses. Fight for what you believe in, think with your head, not your heart, if it's something that burns strongly within follow it.

Vane's reaction to people is initially cold because he knows what people thinks whenever they see him: a monster with an evil, wicked power of the darkness. However, if they prove that they are allies, he'll warm up to them and probably allow them to be near him.

Backstory: Born in the East, Vane never knew the feeling of love and family. He was born without one and was sheltered in a run-down orphanage. His life in the orphanage wasn't fun either because he was separated from the other kids. The caretaker said that he was a monster and he shouldn't be around the others. He slept alone in the attic, he ate alone and he survived everything alone. One day, he was sitting alone under a tree when he saw a couple of thugs were sparring with each other.

Vane showed an interest but he didn't have the courage to ask. Until one day when he saw that the thugs were having another match, he built up his courage and urged them to teach him. Nevertheless, it wasn't easy for him to beg them but they taught him after his countless requests. He had found himself two allies, the very first ones. However, one day, when he turned 13, his power that defined him as a monster was unleashed unintentionally and killed one of the thugs. The other thug was shocked and shouted on top of his lungs the word "Monster!" before kicking Vane, resulting in him falling and left.

Vane himself suffered from a trauma, the blood on his hand as he realized he was truly a monster. His mind went blank but a memory of him being forced to eat a fruit by an unknown figure, he recalled it even if it was painful for him. With that in mind, he kept avoiding people and confined himself inside a cave. He decided that if he wanted to survive without hurting anyone, he have to do everything alone and no one should be around him. With his new power, he decided to use it inside the cave where there was no one else. He kept trying to practice and control it for months so it would be safe for him to leave the cave.

In a certain incident, he had problems with his left eye and through medical recommendations, he suppressed the problem with the help of small surgeries and a red accessory made of a ruby. Although the vision isn't as clear as a real eye, he can still see the beauty of the world. He wandered around, aimlessly on the East Blue until he met a wonderful woman who's called Alesia. A girl that accepted him for who he is despite his monster-like appearance. He found potential allies under the flag of the Scarlet Pirates but he still somehow insecure towards his power that forces him to keep his distance even on board.

Abilities: He fights with bare hands as he's used to hand-to-hand combats since he was 8. He also utilizes his Devil Fruit power in unison with his hand-to-hand combat.
Devil Fruit: Yami Yami no Mi
A devil fruit that allows the user to create and control darkness at will. Despite his power, almost all of his techniques are named kindly to counter the evilness of the power.

Merciful - Vane imbued his right hand with his Yami Yami power and activates the gravity power of his darkness to pull his opponents into his grasp usually their faces on his hand. Usually followed by a killing attack.

Heaven's Pit - Vane slams his hand onto the ground and covers the area around him with his darkness power, swallowing the things he chooses. The things he swallowed are subjected to a large amount of gravity and crushed.

Hand of Giving - Vane creates a darkness aura around him and then, expels all of the destroyed remains of what his darkness had swallowed up at once. Swords or cannonballs can be expelled like projectiles.

Relationships: Alesia, his captain, is probably the one he's comfortable to open up to

Dreams: To find the true purpose of his life and his power, why is something wicked like him is born.

Appearance: stylish black leather with decorative metal pieces adorning his multi-piece suit, Riko is rarely seen without his protective face mask as it covers a series of horribly facial scars and his many burns from a fire in his early teens.
Unlike his family, men and women of large portions and inhuman strength, Riko took after his mothers side of the family sporting a thin frame mad for speed amd acrobatic achievement over sheer brute strength.

Personality: Riko is boisterous and violently proud of himself and his family history, taking insults to both with blinding fury. Beyond that simple pride lays a fathomless depth of calm and orderly discipline one would expect of a swordsman with such a unique style. If not for his temper one would assume the man was a saint with the patience of a king.

Raised with a healthy respect for hard work beyond the mastery of his families secretive swordsmanship, Riko is a dedicated shipwright with 15 years of experience working on ships from small fishing boats to iron-plated warships. Not a designer of said ships but skilled with repairs.
Beyond repairing ships he enjoys carving wooden statues, often in great detail.

Backstory: blessed are those who wield the sword like a seamstress wields their needle and thread, their tools indistinguishable from their own bodies. Riko was one of many from his hometown believed to be a genius with the sword but the truth is far less fantastic. Granted he had skill but his mother was a savant with her peerless swordsmanship and passed on her skills every chance she could to her only child.
Along with the secrets to her technique when he was finally of age.

Like his mother and grandmother before, Riko possesses the sapphire star. With its control over water, twisting it like a living creature, his secret techniques gained new prowess.
It is with that same control over pockets of water that his talents as a shipwright come in handy, fixing leaks and damage with ease as the water part from him, keeping his hand and mind steady on the tasks at hand.

Abilities: Sapphire☆Star - Precious gemstone imbued with the powers of the Nami-Nami fruit. Grants the owner the ability to control large pockets of water at will, along with a few other benefits. While not nearly as strong as eating the Mizu-Mizu fruit himself, it is still beneficial to his water manipulation sword style.

Ikite iru nami no ha (Blade of living waves) - Water coating the wielders blade strikes out with such force it becomes a powerful projectile.
Slashes create a long thing wave of water, the Sapphire☆Star aiding its solid form, and cuts anything in its path.
Heavy thrusts create a lance of water that pierces those in its path.
Riko often employs a side to side swipe that leaves a lingering sheet of thick water, blunting projectiles. Though it is largely ineffective at close range or against heavier projectiles.

Wakare no nami (Parting Waves) - The ultimate technique of his style. With a heavy slash, drawing on the strength of the Sapphire☆Star to its limits, Riko gouges the very sea below an enemy ship to crash against the seafloor as the water below is parted.
Note: this technique can only be used once every few minutes. While it recovers, the Sapphire☆Star cannot be used in any other way.

Relationships: none

Dreams: To start a family and pass on his technique.

Rikos sword

Name: Handel Haydn Hallelujah

Alias: Commander Hallelujah, Agent Hallelujah, The Fiddler Crab

Appearance:
Age: 30

Gender: Female

Bounty: 60,000,000 Berries, WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE.

Personality:
Powers/Abilities:
Techniques:
Weapons/Items:

• String Bass (Shield)
• Bass Bow (Sword)
• Various other musical instruments
• Den Den Mushi Set including several regular ones, a few baby ones, and a black one.

Background:
Other:
Relationships: WIP

Dreams:

Appearance: Bit over six feet tall with a lithe stature and wiry but decently strong arms and legs, built for speed and flexibility. Unkempt amber-orange hair with faint black highlights and rarely completely clean shaven. Usually wears shirt and shorts, often diagonally striped or cat-themed, and worn sneakers, with the four parts of his bo staff clipped to a black wristband on his left arm. He also carries a large bag everywhere he goes, containing a flower pot under glass holding several cattail fruit plants specially imported from North Blue.

Backstory: Marco grew up in Gutenburg on Printston Island in East Blue, an island famous for being the printing capital of the world, having born some of the greatest novelists of the Six Blues, housing the largest base of the World Economic Journal aside from Morgan HCoo in the New World and having one of the largest libraries since the end Ohara due to trying to keep a copy of anything printed within the island's borders.

He was part of a group of friends who followed the local tradition of Devil’s Dare, teenagers trying to get their hands on a page of the coveted books of devil fruits that are occasionally printed or even transcribed by hand in hidden back rooms or basements. Between the five of them they managed to gather nearly a dozen pages over the span of a year, and each picked one devil fruit as their goal to someday obtain for themselves. They each swore to set out and find adventure, basing their plans off of various adventure books and pirate journals, Marco in particular taking some interest in the journals of Siegfried The Composer.

Several years later they’d all left the island and gone separate ways, Marco taking up the profession of bounty hunting to make a living, have enough money to travel along on various ships across the East Blue and most importantly to be able to import a couple cattail fruits which his chosen devil fruit inhabits according to the sketch on his page. Eventually he came across “Black Knight” Quoth, a bounty hunter from Paradise out on a vacation to the weakest Blue, who agreed to travel along for a few weeks to kill time and helped train him as they tracked down the current user of his chosen devil fruit, a pirate captain with just short of five million Beli bounty.

His lack of a bounty and much of a reputation comes from working as a bounty hunter instead of a regular criminal so far and due to the fact that he has done his best to lay low while searching for his devil fruit; partially to make his hunt easier, but mostly because he wants to become known under an epitaph that fits his devil fruit powers once he has obtained them: "Katsune" Marco.

Personality: Marco is generally laid back and easygoing, and prefers to keep a positive outlook on almost anything. As a result he tends to come of as not really acting serious most of the time. Despite being an optimist he has a certain paranoid streak, however, trying to plan ahead and keep a few contingencies in his mind at all times, likely a result of reading so much in his youth and thus having a certain genre savviness, particularly towards chance and Murphy’s Law. Aside from being an avid reader he enjoys music and sometimes tries to incorporate it into his training, to wildly varying levels of success.

When it comes to battles he likes to draw attention, taunt his opponents while he dodges and exploiting his strengths. However he’s well aware that his fighting style is ultimately geared towards the devil fruit he’s hunting, which leads to a bit of exaggerated caution and underestimating himself as long as he fights without it. Without devil fruit he stays on the defensive and keeps a bit of a distance from enemies he thinks might be stronger than him, refusing to take what he deems unnecessary risks until he has reached his goal. He is also somewhat overly cautious of dealing crippling injuries to others, something he hopes his Zoan instincts are going to override or at least balance out. He dislikes the idea of taking lives and saves his first kill for the current user of his devil fruit.

Abilities: Marco’s weapon of choice is a wooden bo staff in four parts that can be stacked together into a staff of up to a meter in length. He’s decently skilled with using it, but still doesn’t intend for it to be his main weapon. Weaponless and without use of the devil fruit he hunts, his focus lies on agility and flexibility, using a fighting style based primarily on dodging and fast strikes from all angles. He’s also tried to adapt some techniques of the Invincible Siegfried Style from his favorite book series. His strengths are short- and long-term strategy as well as a certain measure of unpredictability. His main weakness is a rather low pain tolerance that he has trained himself to at least sometimes ignore for a few moments, and which he hopes for the Zoan fruit to counter.

Devil Fruit: Neko Neko No Mi, model Housecat
Once he obtains his devil fruit he fully intends to completely break the limits of it, although how long it will take and how many of his planned techniques will actually be within the powers of the fruit he cannot say. He plans to at least try all of them, though, and not to give up while there are still potential abilities to unlock.

He likes to boast about his devil fruit being the strongest of all Zoan fruit, a claim that’s only partially a joke to him.

Techniques:

Bo Twirl: Twirling his bo staff fast to deflect projectiles (with varying levels of success) and shore up kinetic energy for the next strike.

Bo Swing: Extra hard swing of his bo staff, usually wound up by twirling the staff or twisting his whole body.

Bo Vault: Using the bo staff to vault himself higher, either for an aerial attack or to get some distance from the enemy or reach higher ground.

Bo Dance: Pushing his bo staff into the ground to use it as leverage for attacks in all directions, effect limited without devil fruit powers.

Invincible Siegfried Style: Moving with the enemy’s attacks to use their own power against them and to give the impression of staying unharmed despite being hit. Effect and success rate limited without devil fruit powers.

Nekonoke (Short for Neko No Kenpo): Fighting style primarily focused on agility, flexibility and dodging, effect limited without devil fruit powers.

Cat Contortionist: Using feline agility and a Zoan fruit’s shapeshifting ability to dodge more effectively around any attack and get right into the enemy’s personal space to engage them.

Cat Claws: Focusing willpower on the cat’s natural claws to grow them out into blades; four long blades per hand in the first stage, merging into one long blade per hand in the second stage and one long two-handed blade in the third stage. First and second stage also usable on the feet after sufficient training.

Crosscatch: Crossing first stage Cat Claws to block and catch a piercing attack.

Cat Balance: Using the cat’s tail to shift the own center of gravity, then gravity itself. Can be used to supplement general fighting by shifting the own patterns of falling and sliding, then to walk and run along walls and eventually to hover, glide and fly over short distances. Too extensive use of the technique leads to painful and possibly debilitating cramps.

Catfall: Cat’s always land on their feet. Focusing on this ability as a devil fruit power can enable falls from big heights, otherwise impossible twists during fighting and safe landings for teammates and other ‘passengers’.

Bristle: Bristling the fur, diving deeper into Zoan instincts and ramping up focus to increase speed, strength and reflexes; both physically and mentally exhausting.

Pura Pura no Kenpo: Focusing purring vibrations from the whiskers down into the limb to increase offensive and defensive capabilities, leading up into actual sonic attacks.

Bass Buster: Shoring up purrs in one limb for a short- to mid-range sonic blast.

Whisker Gun: Shoring up purrs in the claws before releasing them with a snap for a gunshot-like attack.

Vi-blade: Shoring up purrs in the Cat Claws to turn them into vibrating blades.

Fluff-fluff: Rapid growth of fur to increase defense and boost static-based techniques. High stamina cost.

Static Shock: Using static electricity to add a lightning element to attacks.

Static Archery: Drawing back one hand like a bowstring to aim a static electricity lightning bolt through the other hand at the enemy.

Static Armor: Using Static Shock and biofeedback to turn the fur into an armor-like shell, may eventually upgrade to spiked armor through training.

Bass Cannon: Infusing a double-pawed Bass Buster with electricity to drastically boost power and range.

Strobefight: Weaker version of the Bass Cannon, but able to fire from several limbs at once for area attacks, short- to mid-range.

Cy-blade: Infusing the Viblade with electricity for a futuristic looking blade with long-range energy attacks as flying slashes.

Bass Burner: Overcharging Pura Pura no Kenpo to the point that the vibrations generate heat, boosted limbs catch on fire for a short time. Physically and mentally exhausting.

Katsune, Life Release: Swap: Cats have nine lives; meditation connects to those lives before the end of the current one to enable a switch from one to the other. Injuries and exhaustion remain in stasis until the next time one “life” is swapped in. New lives can have different bodies and personalities as well as learn and develop new techniques, but can not at creation have any skills the original life doesn’t have. A lesser version that is not usually name-called is to merge spirits to let one other life support the currently dominant one with their skills and experience.

Katsune, Life Release: Bijuu: Two or more lives merge body, mind and spirit, usually adding only a tail and minor physicalities to the currently dominant life but greatly increasing all capabilities. Physically and mentally highly exhausting, increasing the more tails are added.

Name:
Bakuto "The Living Dragon"

Age:
35 looks about 20

Bounty:Edit- Before the Brown Isles 25 million beri bounty

After Brown Isles- 27 million Beri bounty

Gender: Male

Appearance: An image or description, or both!




Personality:
Bakuto is an eccentric person that has a strange moral compass, he judges the world by each person he meets. He hates those who take advantage of others for personal gain or try to walk over other people. He is a brash person that often acts first rather then thinking this over.

Bakuto likes fighting, just to test himself. He is always trying to better himself and make himself stronger. Wanting to be like what people call him. 'A living dragon' He wants to live up to what a dragon is suppose to be. Bakuto doesnt like using weapons he prefers fighting with his own abilities.
While he dislikes people who fight for money, Bakuto likes when he fights for money, or rather just plain gold. Going after gold is a rather new thing for Bakuto ever since eating his devil fruit.


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Abilities: Tatsu-Tatsu Devil Fruit- Dragon- Dragon.



Relationships:
N/A
Soon will hopefully join the White pearl
Dreams:
He dreams of meeting actual dragons of any kind, and learn lore of other mythical creatures out in the world. Set out onto the sea to see the legends of the world

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Name: "Black Wolf" Grimm D. Coyote

Age: 28

Bounty: 45,000,000. WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE for piracy, murder, attempted murder, arson, conspiracy, sedition and treason against the World Government, destruction of World Government property, disturbing the peace, and public drunkenness.

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Personality: For someone who’s spent half a lifetime on the run from Marines and bounty hunters, Coyote is a surprisingly... “chill” individual. Very little seems able to rattle him, and he’s surprisingly non-bitter for being a fugitive. His wit does have a biting, sarcastic edge to it, but for the most part, he seems calm, content, and even friendly. He does have an odd character quirk where he talks to his shadow as though it’s a separate person, but that’s neither here nor there.

Backstory: Coyote is the last of the Grimm Family Privateer Co., an organization of bounty hunters, mercenaries, assassins, and what-have-you, that had been systematically dismantled by the World Government over the last few decades, following an ill-advised revolution attempt. He ended up in the North Blue shortly after his birth, with his parents fleeing the fallout of the family’s fiasco.

Settling on an old, abandoned island christened Longtooth Isle, Coyote was raised alone, aside from his parents and the few remaining retainers who’d followed along. And for a while, things were good; he learned swordfighting, navigation, sailing, and whatever else was necessary for a budding bounty hunter to learn. He was his parents’ pride and joy, their legacy. It was he who, when the time was right, would rebuild their family birthright, once the Marines forgot the rest of their family’s indiscretion. Sadly, the World Government wasn’t about to let them get away so easily.

Coyote awoke one day when he was 13 to his home in flames, a battleship on the horizon, and his father rushing him to the other side of the island, before everything was laid waste. Quickly, his father thrust one of their family blades and a bizarre-looking black fruit into his arms, and shoved him into a small rowboat, telling him to be as quiet as possible as he shoved him off. Coyote could only watch in horror as he drifted away, as his home, and everyone within, was reduced to ash.

It’s been fifteen years since that fateful day, and Coyote has done his best to keep his head down, until the time is right. He’s still looking for any news of his family, or even just the other Grimm Family blade, unlikely as that may be. Luckily, he hasn’t had to go it completely alone- you see, he got very hungry, those first few weeks on his own. And that mysterious fruit- though disgusting- came with some unexpected benefits...

Equipment: Coyote carries one of the Grimm Family Fangs with him at all times, the Sea Fang: Gekirō (Riptide), a sea-blue Skillful Grade Sword passed down in his family through generations. He is searching for its lost twin, the rose-colored Sky Fang: Nagareboshi (Shooting Star), wherever it may be. He also has several throwing knives on his person, a hip flask full of… “questionable” liquid, a small pouch of tobacco, cigarette papers, and a book of matches or a lighter (whichever he can get his hands on at the time).

Abilities:

• Swordsmanship- Coyote is trained in his family style of Wolfjäger Sword Combat, a two-sword style that specializes in ambush tactics, flanking, and rapid attacks. Wolfjäger Sword Combat is at its strongest when the practitioner can coordinate with one or more allies who are also trained in the style, which would normally be bad news for Coyote, if not for his special advantage...
• Kage Kage no Mi- Coyote has eaten the Kage Kage no Mi (Shadow-Shadow Fruit), a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit that gives its user the ability to manipulate shadows.
  • Bluthund- Transforms the user's own shadow into a guardian entity, which can move and alter its shape according to the user's will. Usually takes the form of a large werewolf-like creature, or a dark doppelgänger, to assist Coyote in battle.
  • Schwarzer Reiter- Manipulates the user's own shadow into a large flying entity, for the purposes of transportation.
  • Schwarzes Ballett: Wolfsrudel- Summons a number of wolf constructs out of the user's shadow to hunt his enemies.
  • Schwarzes Ballett: Krähenschwarm- Summons a murder of crow-like constructs out of the user's shadow to harass and pursue his enemies.
  • Schwarzer Tanz- Coyote switches places with one of his shadow constructs, either to "teleport" across distances, or to escape harm.
  • Schattenritter- Turns the user's shadow into various weapons and armor, depending on the situation at hand- shields, swords, sickles, other assorted blades, etc.
  • Schwarzer Drache- The user manipulates their shadow into serpent-shaped tendrils; the tendrils can be solid, to pierce and slash, or more fluid, to seize, bind, and constrict.
  • Schwarze Fesseln- Injects the user's shadow into his enemy's, paralyzing them, and even allowing them to manipulate their body movements with sufficient concentration.

Relationships:

• The Scarlet Pirates- TBD
• Crow- Doesn’t really count but try telling Coyote that, but Coyote treats his shadow as a separate being from himself, with an almost-brotherly affection toward it.

Dreams: To rebuild the Grimm Family Privateer Co., to find the other Grimm Family Fang, and to get revenge on the World Government for destroying his House.

5ft8

Name: Elisabeth "Berry" Wattson

Age: 20

Bounty: 16,000,000 - Alive / 2,500,000 Dead

Gender: Female

Personality: Curious, Confident, Caring... or at least, that's what her friends would say. Elisabeth has two faces, the one she shows the world, and the one she struggles with daily. In reality she is rather easily discouraged, her determination coming almost entirely out of some sort of need to spite herself. She suffers from unfortunately frequent Panic and Anxiety attacks, a fact that has somehow not discouraged her enough to prevent her lust for adventure.

Backstory: Truth be told, Eli was born on a ship that frequented the more mountainous regions. She can't remember her parents, as the people on the ship functioned as one giant family who raised everybody together. Much of her childhood is shrouded in a haze of illness, terror and more than one near death experience, though through no fault of her caretakers. She had always been a sickly child, and the fact that she so easily took things to heart never helped. Eli's family had been the proud discoverers of a Devil Fruit, at about the same time that the people they had owed money decided that they were done waiting. By age 19 Celeste had spent a year in chains aboard a rival pirate ship, and on her 20th birthday she escaped as her family rescued her, her older sister sending her away on a rowboat with the newly recovered Devil Fruit in hand.

Obviously, she ate the devil fruit, and as time went on after washing up on the shore of an island she never cared to learn the name of, she earned a reputation for exploring areas on several islands deemed unable to be traversed on foot. Her name, or at least face, has spread in more than one way however, as those who had previously captured her are very keen on getting her back, at any cost.

Abilities:
Dash Dash Fruit - A strawberry-like fruit that gives the owner the ability to dash a distance in any conceivable direction regardless of current facing or momentum. However, most momentum is retained during and after a dash, so this cannot be used to break one's fall in any situation where they would not normally survive said fall. It can however, be used to redirect said momentum, and send the user to a location they would otherwise not be able to reach. After dashing, the user is unable to dash again until their feet are fully planted on a surface, such as the ground, the deck of a ship, or somebody's face. This means that while climbing, or in the air the user may be able to dash, but will be unable to dash again until both feet find a solid surface. While dashing the user visually becomes what appears to be a fast moving orb of blue light, leaving a trail behind. Despite the ethereal appearance, the user is still physical in this form, and extremely fragile if caught.

Cooking - That's an ability right? More specifically baking, Eli has a knack for creating sweet treats out of event the smallest ingredients.

Relationships: TBD

Dreams:
To find her sister
Find control over her own emotions
A D V E N T U R E

Name: Adrian "Shadow" Hex

Age: 23

Bounty: 50,000,000, WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE for 437 counts of first-degree murder, high treason against the World Government, 25 counts of impersonating a Marine, assassinating a Rear Admiral, 1203 counts of third-degree murder, 826 counts of murdering an on-duty Marine, 429 counts of assaulting a Marine, and knowingly associating with a traitorous organization.

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Personality: Adrian, though a man in the pursuit of justice, is an assassin by trade, and it shows. As a former Nightblade, he is not without compassion, but he has been taught from an early age that, for many evildoers across the seas, death is the only just sentence. He will almost always kill a person he has decided is his next target, as few that he seeks out are worthy of a second chance. He is not all doom-and-gloom, however. He can be a fun-loving person outside of the battlefield, but he's slow to truly trust others, knowing that in the world of outlaws, and especially pirates, almost anyone you meet is willing to slit your throat in your sleep for a few dozen berries. It should be noted that he's convinced himself that simple violence won't fix the world, but will only be stopgap solution. Even so, he is willing to kill Marines, and both work with and kill pirates, out of simple necessity.

Backstory: Adrian was born to parents he never knew, the product of a one-night stand between a drunk pirate and a prostitute. He never knew his mother, the woman abandoning him as an infant. He somehow survived to adolescence, eking out out a miserable existence as a street urchin in the moderately-sized island city he was born in. Over time, he witnessed many Marines, whose job it was to guard the city, abuse their power on the regular. Running rackets against the citizens and beating those who couldn't pay, threatening to arrest anyone who dared inconvenience them, turning a blind eye to pirate dealings in exchange for bribe money, and sometimes even committing murder and getting away with it.

There was a Marine commander, one William Draco, in charge of this island, and he was by far the worst of the lot. There were few pies he didn't have a hand in, and very few crimes he had not committed during his career, though perhaps a more appropriate term by this point would be "reign." Commander Draco was a massive man, said to be capable of effortlessly tearing an ordinary person in half. He was an expert in armed combat. His weapon of choice was a massive, two-handed battleaxe modeled off of a Marine boarding ax, that he once used to cut down the support beams of an entire tavern that hadn't paid his protection money, collapsing the whole thing on top of himself and walking out unscathed. He was also an expert swordsman, easily disposing of the few pirates who dared attack him when he didn't have said battleaxe with the cutlass he kept on him at all times.

On the morning of Adrian's 16th birthday, he woke up to find the Marines shaken, their protection rackets no longer in effect, and no more crimes being committed. He asked one of the local street boys he knew what had happened.

"Didn't you hear?" he said. "Draco was killed an hour ago. They one second he was fine, beatin' the shit out of some kid who mouthed off to him, and the next his head just fell off. There was a rush of wind too. They think someone just...moved fast enough to decapitate the guy without anyone seeing him. An' then, five seconds later, there was a note on his carcass: 'Your commander has been executed by the Nightblades. Abuse your power again and you will meet his fate.'"

Adrian ran off, without another word, leaving the boy calling after him. He figured that the assassin couldn't have gone far. And maybe, just maybe, if he could catch the guy, he might be impressed enough to let him join these "Nightblades." It wasn't like his life was going anyplace good anyway, even with Draco short a head.

The only way on or off the island was a ship, and he figured the assassin would be wearing some kind of disguise. This was a decently-sized island, and he doubted the assassin could keep that speed up forever.

Sure enough, he caught what looked like an young Marine boarding a civilian ship at the docks, by himself. The people wouldn't question a Marine, no matter if he was familiar. Just because Draco was dead didn't mean the fear he instilled would go away, at least not immediately.

He tailed him, using the skills he had learned hiding from the Marines to sneak onto the ship. When it left the dock and was sufficiently out to sea, he came out of hiding and announced his presence. He was brought before the captain, arms tied behind his back, and held at swordpoint by the captain, who asked him why he'd stown away. The captain seemed to be smirking. Had she known that he'd been onboard the entire time? She might've thought he was a Marine spy, and as he had noticed the unique armbands the crew were equipped with (likely designating a secret ranking system), he smiled widely. He knew that he had come to the right place, and he needed to make sure she knew he wanted to join and wasn't here to hinder their plans. He announced then and there that he had hidden on their ship so that they'd be impressed enough to allow him to join, having figured out that this was a Nightblade vessel.

In response, the captain sheathed her sword...and decked him across the face hard enough to knock him over, saying, "The Nightblades are an assassin group. WE. KILL. PEOPLE. You shouldn't be so eager to take lives, nor throw your life away, just because we did a good deed for you. You need to carefully consider your course of action. You'll be fighting the cruelest pirates and the most corrupt Marines imaginable, and you'll see the worst humanity has to offer." She then pulled Adrian to his feet and put her face an inch from his, saying, "And you're going to kill them, or you're going to die. This isn't a life you sign up for because you want to rise above your station. You enter because you want to clean up the world, and you're willing to put your life and freedom on the line for that ideal. You're willing to become an enemy of both the World Government and the pirate community in the name of that goal, and devote yourself to the cause. You will murder, you will often fight for your life, and you may very well die in action. Or worse, be made an example of by the World Government. I can tell by looking at you that you're some homeless ragamuffin, and you've probably done all of this because you think that being one of us will give you a better life. Well no, it isn't. It's much, much more dangerous, even if you get fed more often."

She then dropped him to the ground. She said to her underlings, "Put him to work for now, give him a taste of the day-to-day life. I'll ask him how he feels about it in a week."

True to the captain's word, Adrian was put to work as a low-level crew member almost immediately. It was tedious and sometimes back-breaking labor, but he had gotten a feel for it over the course of the week. Of course, he hadn't joined for an easy way out of the homeless life, though that was certainly a contributing factor. No. He just wanted more people like Commander Draco to drop dead already. The world would be better off without them. In a week, he was asked his answer, and it was a resounding yes.

The ship eventually arrived at its destination: Seemingly a large deserted island covered in dense jungle, he was led to a hidden entrance at the base of the island's natural cliffs. Inside, he saw the Nightblade HQ in all its glory. They had hollowed out the entire cliffside, creating a colossal stone fortress, complete with folding-out openings for cannon emplacements and such, hidden in plain sight. A passing Marine ship would have no idea that that the Nightblade headquarters was within swimming distance, as, using a similar technology to that found in the motors of cyborgs, their vessels were hidden behind a sliding rock face at the back of the island's natural bay, kept in a grotto.

And it was in this base that Adrian would learn the ways of the Nightblade. It turned out that the group had been founded by a former CP9 member, a master of the seven techniques of the Rokushiki. Having overcome his brainwashing and become disillusioned with the World Government's warped sense of "Absolute Justice," he deserted the organization and founded his own group of killers, a group that, while no less lethal, would employ the nuance that the World Government sorely lacked.

Adrian became proficient in the six major Rokushiki techniques, never quite managing to master the seventh secret technique, but he became an established Nightblade in his own right over the course of 437 successful assassinations across the following five years. And yet...the jobs never stopped coming. He had killed hundreds of people by this point, ranging from small-time pirate captains (and their crews) all the way up to a Rear Admiral--though he barely escaped that fight with his life. Was he really helping the world, just by eliminating pirates and corrupt Marines? He was putting fear into the hearts of the World Government, for sure, but realized that one group of violent killers cannot change human nature. Murder, on a large scale or a small scale, couldn't change the world. Even killing the World Nobles would just cause a power struggle that would leave even more people dead. The Nightblades were self-defeating: All they would do is kill, solving nothing, until they were killed themselves.

And so, he asked the Council of Nine, the group's leaders, if he could leave the organization. They agreed. They would give him everything he needed to leave the island: A small vessel, enough supplies to reach civilization--as he had no bounty on him at the time, so impeccable was his record--and enough money to start a new life as anything he chose.

So, he packed his things, and left for the nearest civilized island. There, he tried to settle down, start something new with his life. Two years later, he had managed to become a small-time trader, and was traveling along one of the prime East Blue trade routes when his navigator caught sight of a formerly-deserted island to Starboard. The island, known for its natural cliffs, was thought to be uninhabited, but for some reason those beautiful cliffs had been utterly obliterated.

The navigator immediately called for his captain's attention, asking what they should do with this information. Captain Hex told him to move towards the island. And so, despite some shocked cries from the men, they did so dutifully. Adrian had thought that it couldn't be possible, but he knew the coordinates of the island well enough by this point. This was the NIghtblade hideout. And it was in ruins.

The cliffs had been reduced to little more than rubble, and beneath the rubble were bodies. Thousands of bodies. Nearly all of them had decayed into skeletons by this point, but he recognized a precious few. He left the island sullen and miserable, and he told the crew to never tell a soul about what they had just witnessed. They solemnly agreed, but when they arrived at their next stop, one crewmember, on the guise of heading to a tavern, alerted the local Marines to his captain's suspicious reaction, and almost immediately the Marines put two and two together: The man who captained this merchant ship, one Adrian Hex, was in fact the assassin who had been given the moniker "Shadow," a Nightblade who had managed to stay completely under the Marines' radar for over half a decade now. The annihlation of the Nightblade's order had caused the authorities to assume he was killed in the bloodshed. After all, who could have survived a Buster Call which warranted the personal intervention of the Fleet Admiral, two of the three regular Admirals, and five Vice Admirals?

But, due to an early retirement, Adrian had survived, and now he was a wanted man. Thanks to Soru, he could run farther than anyone else outside of CP-9. But eventually, he'd be caught, tried, and executed...right?

Abilities: Adrian is proficient in the six main techniques of the Rokushiki: Geppo, Tekkai, Shigan, Rankyaku, Soru, and Kami-e. Geppo allows Adrian to jump off the air itself. Tekkai allows him to shrug off blows that would easily kill a normal man, and harden his body to deal extra damage. Shigan is a quick assassination technique where Adrian can force his finger into the opponent's body, usually with lethal results. Rankyaku allows Adrian to strike the air fast enough to create high-pressure waves of wind capable of slicing objects and mutilating a human target. Soru allows him to move faster than the eye can track. Kami-e allows him to bend his body like paper, avoiding damage and becoming even faster. But before he retired, he was working on learning the Rokuogan, a technique that would have allowed him to project a massive shockwave into the opponent at point-blank range, a technique which was capable of severely injuring even Luffy. Unfortunately, this technique is out of his reach for now, though it would have made Adrian's life significantly easier if he had managed to master it before the Nightblade HQ was blown to smithereens. Perhaps he can still master it?

As for his weapons, Adrian prefers to fight with two daggers and is a master of using them effectively. He is also fond of darts: By applying the speed of Soru to his arm, he can multiply the force of a throwing dart a hundred times over, enabling his darts to go through walls like they weren't there, and rip straight through most armor with the force of an anti-tank rifle. He has expert aim with these darts, and they're much quieter than guns, not to mention he can throw them dozens of times faster than it would take to reload a flintlock. There is a very good reason he carries a seemingly-endless supply of darts on him, as he tends to expend dozens to clear out large quantities of minor enemies quickly. Furthermore, he has excellent aim with virtually any throwing weapon, from knives to axes to even spears. He even prefers throwing weapons to his Rankyaku, as they are much more subtle. He can use virtually any melee or ranged weapon he picks up at least somewhat effectively due to his Nightblade training preparing him for all circumstances, but is out of practice with most other than his favorites, the twin daggers he carries on him constantly, albeit concealed underneath his coat. He also carries on him a few Nightblade tricks of the trade, such as caltrops to slow down chasing enemies, smoke bombs to create an opening to escape with Soru or disorient a foe, chloroform wipes to incapacitate an enemy quickly, and homemade firebombs to create chaos when things go hairy. He is also adept at mixing poisons and drugs useful for clandestine work, ranging from neurotoxins to hallucinogens to sedatives. Of course, he's also capable in a mundane fist-fight as well.

As a former captain of a small merchant vessel, he understands the principles of seamaking and of running a ship, and knows a thing or two about business as well. He's able to recognize when he's being ripped off, as well as appriase an object's value, the latter of which would make him invaluable on a pirate crew, should he choose to join one.

Perhaps the most important tool in his arsenal, however, is stealth. As a trained assassin, he is skilled in the art of not being seen, as well as using disguises to hide in plain sight. He is adept at evading the authorities and sneaking into places where he shouldn't be. If you need a man to break into a heavily-fortified installation without causing a ruckus, Adrian is your man. He's not one for honororable combat either, happily gouging out an enemy's eyes if necessary.

All of this together makes Adrian a fast-moving, heavily-armed whirlwind of death and destruction who can always vanish in a puff of smoke when he's at a disadvantage, only to re-engage from an angle you aren't expecting with a dart aimed for your vitals. He may not have a Devil Fruit, but that's no reason not to take a former Nightblade who was learning the Rokuogan very, very seriously.

Relationships:

The Scarlet Pirates: None. He hasn't joined their group. He may work with pirates in general as allies of convenience, but so far, nothing beyond that. Still, being on a pirate crew could provide him protection from the World Government.

The Nightblades: Like any somewhat-old clandestine organization, there will be others who have retired, or were sufficiently out-of-the-way to avoid the Marines' wrath even after an event like this. The Buster Call may have obliterated the HQ and dismantled the Nightblades as an organization, but there are likely still others alive. Who these others are, Adrian has no clue. He retired quite some time before the attack, he knew little of the goings-on at the Nightblades at the time of the Buster Call beyond which of the few friends he could recognize are dead and which are unaccounted for.

Family: What family? Adrian never knew his parents. He gave himself the name "Adrian Hex" because he thought it sounded cool when he was four years old, and it stuck. His whore mother is probably somewhere on his birth island, but his pirate father could be anywhere, and may have even been killed by this point. Pirating is a dangerous profession.

Dreams: To see "Absolute Justice" removed, and true justice instituted.

Name: Shakti "Fiver" Haze

Age: 19

Bounty: 50000 Beri ALIVE ONLY for THEFT and ATTEMPTED MURDER

Gender: Female

Appearance: Shakti's outer appearance is rather normal for a mermaid, alluring good looks and beauty, with a tail with scales that reflect light and bring wonder to all. She is a Betta fish type mermaid on her mother's side with some fish-man inherited traits from her father's side, such as her brown skin. It should be noted that she is a bit smaller than most mermaids and fish-women her age due to the excessive training and undernourishment her father put her through in his training her in the Fish-Man District. She also basically has no bust. She wears long flowing colorful robes for ease of her type of combat (and escape)-- although she can occasionally be seen in a 'crimin' brand t-shirt, she also likes jewelry, and tends to keep it in her rather long hair, which she in turn tends to keep a complex up-do.

Personality: Shakti is in short, a depressive, cowardly, timid girl. If there is an easy way out of a problem, she will rush to the like a shark to blood in water. Her father, a former member of the Sun pirates and one of the the slaves liberated by Fisher Tiger, however, spent her childhood, filling her head with the injustice in the world, perpetrated by the very people that were supposed to be protecting them. So despite her better nature she has become something of a trickster, putting on a false mask of confidence, and sometimes (often) failing to become stronger-- she may be scared, but she has trained with her father her whole life to accomplish her dream of bringing down the institution of slavery, and Mary Geoise, an establishment she views as pure evil for subjugating her father.

Backstory: Shakti was born the only daughter in the Ryugu Kingdom, Fish-Man Island, to two loving parents. Her father, a powerhouse of a Fish-Man despite his age, a former member of the Sun pirates who had been freed by Fisher Tiger, and her mother, a withdrawn woman who owned a modest sweets shop in mermaid cove. With this, Shakti seemed destined by fate to be different. And certainly drawn to a life of adventure (and loving sweets). So, it was no surprise that while the family could have been living comfortable among the merfolk, her father got it in him to raise the girl where he had grown up, and train her, despite her already developing timid nature-- the Fish-Man District.

Of course, she accepted, and from here growing up was rough and fast. Most of her days were spent learning how to deal bumps, bruises, and with many members of the curious Fish-men and to keep a smile on her face without crying. Her father was strict, often making her lessons and independent study to mermaid judo even harder than it felt like it had to be! But still, she couldn't help but enjoy the idea at the end of the day, that someday she would be strong enough to free people like him, people in captivity! She could be the next Fisher Tiger! If she just pushed through her tears and tried even harder. She wanted to become a pirate after all the tales of glory and liberation she'd heard about him! She wanted to sail the seas too! And she wanted to conquer the those oppressors!

By the time she was 18, she'd all but mastered the physical training and techniques her father had been hammering into her since she was a guppy. Not her cowardice, of course, but that would come later, she told herself. So, like most teens she fell into a slump-- until some marines landed in town. A wicked idea crossed Shakti's mind.

Long story short, she's been looking for a crew ever since.

Abilities:

Untrained Observation-type Haki: Shakti had always shown signs of precognition or having sort of sixth-sense, practically since the day she was born. Her father, always keen on training her natural talents, actually tried to have her intern with Madam Shyarly when she was a pre-teen. That didn't end very well, Shakti still has the scars. She doesn't know what Haki is, and she's never met anyone who has, so her natural talents in this area have largely gone untrained and thus remain rough and unpredictable.

Basic Mermaid abilities: Such as being able to swim strikingly fast in water and communicate with certain types of fish.

Mermaid Judo: A style of fighting developed by Shakti and her Father, literally meaning 'Mermaid's gentle way' a combination of ideologies went into it's inception due to Shakti's timid nature, while her father still wanted her to have a way to defend herself in revitalizing the fire of the Sun Pirates in pursuit of her dream.



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Dreams: To finish the job Fisher Tiger started, ending slavery once and for all and completely bring down Mary Geoise for good.