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STATUS: Kind of going through a breakdown. Some personal stuff is getting mess.. Thanks to some idiots who not only left the fan on but threw shit right at it! 4 yrs ago
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@Shiyonichi
"Hey, who the hell is that?!" One of the legion members stopped to stare at a strange woman with two swords who had several limp legion pirates around her. "She looks really familiar."
"Who cares!" Another pirate shouted. He put his hand on his comrade's shoulder and roughly shoved him forwards. "If you don't know, why would any of the others know."
"But she looks familiar. I think I saw her in a wanted add before. She's probably worth a lot of money."
"Good." The other said, now gaining distance from the legion pirate watching the swordsman. "After we're done, we'll find her remains and get a big reward. Now get moving!"
Reluctantly, the curious legion pirate turned around and hurried along after his comrade.
@Noodles
"You.... You just don't know when to give you, do you little girl!" One of the legion pirates, #56, said as he stared blankly at the remains of the building in front of him. "You couldn't have just enjoyed the short time we were going to give you." #56, along with the six other pirates who had been cut off from joining the rest, turned in unison, to face Janet.
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
Bill, William, the guy behind the Pork's pub's counter, took in a deep breath, before opening his eyes wide in fright and shooting up into a sitting position. Due to the lack of space between himself and his cook, it was likely he bashed his head against the other man's, but he didn't notice even if he did. "We need to go!" Desperately, the man tried to push himself off the ground, but his arms and legs weren't capable of supporting anything anywhere near his weight.
Several of legion pirate members let out a cry of shock as the swordsman, they could've sworn was currently disable slammed down with enough force to send them spinning.
The man turned to look at the others, his face filled with fear. The shadow of a quick moving cloud moved over him. It's disappearance left his face full of anger. "It's you're fault!" He pointed a finger at Rainer and then at the others who fought against the legion pirates. "If you all just left well enough alone we wouldn't be in this mess. All that would've happen would've been a few broken down buildings, and some loss possessions." He put his face in his hands and began sobbing. "Nothing we couldn't have fixed in a few weeks." Bill the tavern owner let himself fall on his side so he could weep comfortably in the fetal position for a few minutes. Off in the distance screams of pain and manic laughing rang throughout the village.
"Let me go, you little bitch!" The maniac legion pirate shouted as he desperately clawed on the ground, trying to put some distance between himself and the woman reeling him in like a fish on land. "You're going to be a lot sorrier if you don't. Trust me on that!"
The purple haired woman didn't reply, only kept on slowly pulling the man towards her. Off towards the south, a thick plumb of black smock.
"Listen!" The masked man shouted. "I don't know what you think this is going to accomplish, but there's nothing to be gained by taking me hostage, because the Legion pirates will always have numbers on their side, no matter how many of us you kill.. At the purple haired woman's feet, the bound man tried to sit up for a quick attack, but got kicked down before he could swing his knife at her legs. For a moment he laid there, breathing hard. "You might as well just kill me. Why waste both of our time?"
For a moment Abbygail only stared at the man, before crouching down and taking hold of his neck with a single hand. "If you say so." She began squeezing. The man under the mask tried to remain calm in the face of death, but animal instincts soon took over. It wasn't long before he was thrashing about, clawing at his captor's hand, but her grip was too strong, his hands to feeble to do anything but leave light scratches on her skin.
@Shiyonichi
"Musashi." The man who'd been thrown wheezed. "I remember that name now. You're red eyes, aren't you?" He laughed. "You're our reaper,are you? Maybe you are. I wouldn't doubt it. Honestly, surprised to see you all the way out here, bu that's death for you, right?." The man's smile could be heard through the steel around his head. "Not that it matter's much. Sure, we'll die now, but that's okay." He pointed a finger at the woman. "Because we never go alone. Ever our personal specter of doom is going to have to come with us."
@Noodles
"Shame for you." With a snap of his hand, the legion pirates moved out, quickly encircling the young woman. "We don't mind staying behind for a first hand look at seeing this place go. The important thing is the legion pirates will live on!" The man thrust his arms up towards the sky, drawing attention to himself like a magnet bringing every nearby piece of steel shavings together and his he did so, three of others behind Janet, pulled large stones out of their pockets and quickly threw them at their enemy's head.
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
Trembling, Bill pulled his face out of his hands and looked towards the west. His face, pale enough to be mistaken for a ghost, changed to a form of white that was hard to look at. "It's starting." He whispered. "They're already at the docks. It be long now."
"Hey, who the hell is that?!" One of the legion members stopped to stare at a strange woman with two swords who had several limp legion pirates around her. "She looks really familiar."
"Who cares!" Another pirate shouted. He put his hand on his comrade's shoulder and roughly shoved him forwards. "If you don't know, why would any of the others know."
"But she looks familiar. I think I saw her in a wanted add before. She's probably worth a lot of money."
"Good." The other said, now gaining distance from the legion pirate watching the swordsman. "After we're done, we'll find her remains and get a big reward. Now get moving!"
Reluctantly, the curious legion pirate turned around and hurried along after his comrade.
@Noodles
"You.... You just don't know when to give you, do you little girl!" One of the legion pirates, #56, said as he stared blankly at the remains of the building in front of him. "You couldn't have just enjoyed the short time we were going to give you." #56, along with the six other pirates who had been cut off from joining the rest, turned in unison, to face Janet.
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
Bill, William, the guy behind the Pork's pub's counter, took in a deep breath, before opening his eyes wide in fright and shooting up into a sitting position. Due to the lack of space between himself and his cook, it was likely he bashed his head against the other man's, but he didn't notice even if he did. "We need to go!" Desperately, the man tried to push himself off the ground, but his arms and legs weren't capable of supporting anything anywhere near his weight.
Several of legion pirate members let out a cry of shock as the swordsman, they could've sworn was currently disable slammed down with enough force to send them spinning.
The man turned to look at the others, his face filled with fear. The shadow of a quick moving cloud moved over him. It's disappearance left his face full of anger. "It's you're fault!" He pointed a finger at Rainer and then at the others who fought against the legion pirates. "If you all just left well enough alone we wouldn't be in this mess. All that would've happen would've been a few broken down buildings, and some loss possessions." He put his face in his hands and began sobbing. "Nothing we couldn't have fixed in a few weeks." Bill the tavern owner let himself fall on his side so he could weep comfortably in the fetal position for a few minutes. Off in the distance screams of pain and manic laughing rang throughout the village.
"Let me go, you little bitch!" The maniac legion pirate shouted as he desperately clawed on the ground, trying to put some distance between himself and the woman reeling him in like a fish on land. "You're going to be a lot sorrier if you don't. Trust me on that!"
The purple haired woman didn't reply, only kept on slowly pulling the man towards her. Off towards the south, a thick plumb of black smock.
"Listen!" The masked man shouted. "I don't know what you think this is going to accomplish, but there's nothing to be gained by taking me hostage, because the Legion pirates will always have numbers on their side, no matter how many of us you kill.. At the purple haired woman's feet, the bound man tried to sit up for a quick attack, but got kicked down before he could swing his knife at her legs. For a moment he laid there, breathing hard. "You might as well just kill me. Why waste both of our time?"
For a moment Abbygail only stared at the man, before crouching down and taking hold of his neck with a single hand. "If you say so." She began squeezing. The man under the mask tried to remain calm in the face of death, but animal instincts soon took over. It wasn't long before he was thrashing about, clawing at his captor's hand, but her grip was too strong, his hands to feeble to do anything but leave light scratches on her skin.
@Shiyonichi
"Musashi." The man who'd been thrown wheezed. "I remember that name now. You're red eyes, aren't you?" He laughed. "You're our reaper,are you? Maybe you are. I wouldn't doubt it. Honestly, surprised to see you all the way out here, bu that's death for you, right?." The man's smile could be heard through the steel around his head. "Not that it matter's much. Sure, we'll die now, but that's okay." He pointed a finger at the woman. "Because we never go alone. Ever our personal specter of doom is going to have to come with us."
@Noodles
"Shame for you." With a snap of his hand, the legion pirates moved out, quickly encircling the young woman. "We don't mind staying behind for a first hand look at seeing this place go. The important thing is the legion pirates will live on!" The man thrust his arms up towards the sky, drawing attention to himself like a magnet bringing every nearby piece of steel shavings together and his he did so, three of others behind Janet, pulled large stones out of their pockets and quickly threw them at their enemy's head.
@Crimson Lion@grandia20
Trembling, Bill pulled his face out of his hands and looked towards the west. His face, pale enough to be mistaken for a ghost, changed to a form of white that was hard to look at. "It's starting." He whispered. "They're already at the docks. It be long now."
Somebody shouted something. #8 didn't know who it was, much less what they wanted. He was pretty sure it was to hurt him though as was evident by the stranger's aggressive stance and the weapon raised over his head. Some of the men under him were heading towards the guy, but they wouldn't make it in time. The sword came down. #8 gasped as he felt his ribs snap under the force of the swordsman's blow. He tried to let out a long string of curses, or even a single biting one, but he couldn't muster the air. His lung was definitely punctured by a rib. He couldn't tell which one it was, exactly, on account of the whole world swimming in blurs of brown, blue and white, but he couldn't believe both of them were useless. He'd be out cold if that was the case.
"He's after #8" One of the pirates shouted. "Get him!" Several legions moved towards the swordsman. Strangely enough, none were holding weapons. All their hands were stretched forwards. They didn't want to immediately harm the man. Their only goal was for as many as possible to grab onto the man and hold him till the flare could be sent.
Bill, on the ground, surrounded by angry feet digging into his soft body, clung to conscious like a man on a ledge. "Don't!" Was all he was able to get out to the swordsman before air slammed into his gut. All the air went out, and the red light behind his closed eye lids flickered in and out of sight.
"#98!" #97 shouted, as his friend fell from the ground. "Damn you!" He muttered, watching the man pull out a spear and run. "Damn you to hell." Clenching his teeth, the legionnaire looked around for something he could use for revenge before setting his eyes on the general store. Grinning, he rushed over and kicked the door down, or tried to. It took a few good ones before he was finally able to make it inside. He took a moment to search the merchandise before settling on what he came for. "Here we go."
Normally, the boss was against any type of firearms use in the legion pirates, because with so many members of the legion constantly swarming a place, and the shit they had for him, carrying them around did much more harm than good. That being said, gunless was more a guideline than an actual rule. Rifle in hand, #87 hurried to the roof and searched for his target in the fray. The man didn't seem to be doing anything at the moment. So #87 positioned himself with the rifle and took him. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed one of the javelin's from the explosion girl flying towards him. He fought off the urge to run and fired a shot before being reduced to pieces in the explosion.
Abbygail was not only able to parry her attacker's strike but sent the weapon flying into the air. "Why are so many people around here afraid of you guys, again?" A masked man rushed from Five O'Clock, hoping to get her from a blind spot. With a flick of her wrist, she swung her scythe in an arc that got the would be assassin in the neck.
"You stupid witch!" The man in the mask before said, holding his wrist. "Now you're helple..." Abbygail palm struck the stranger in the forehead, snapping his neck back so it hung in such a way the back touched his shoulder blades, and denting the metal cover.
"I'm never helpless." With a twitch of her hands, both weapons returned to her. A group of explosions, from behind her, caused her hair to fly out in front of her. "Ugh!" She turned towards the woman with the javelins. "Quit blowing everything up!"
"Hurry up and close the distance on the one with red hair!" One of the masked men called. "She might not be hurt by explosions but her friends don't seem to work the same way."
"Okay." Abbygail muttered, rushing forwards with her scythe and cutting the man yelling directions down. "That's enough out of you." It was too late though as several of the legion pirates started running full speed in the explosion girl's direction.
"Who the hell are you!" One of the masked men snarled, head moving from the direction of his fallen comrades to the woman with the two swords. He paused for a moment, unsure why it was. Was he, a member of the legion pirates afraid of the woman in front of him? Of course not. Still, he was uneasy. Apparently, that was something the others with him felt too, because there was hesitation in all their movements. It didn't last long. The creed of the legion pirates was 'death for the part was nothing so long as whole won,' or as many of the others said when time was of the essence 'be like the ants.' They all shot forwards. The one at the front raised a piece of wood over his head. Two came from her left, swinging a chain, and the other with his hand thrusting forwards with a knife. The last one, from seven o'clock hesitated the longest. He was a bit older than the rest. Instead of rushing straightforwards like the others he took a few quick steps and launched himself, hoping to smash into the woman's legs and then hold her down for his crew to do the rest.
"Hey #8!" One of the men whispered as he got done on the ground to communicate to his superior. "Are you trying to send up the orange flare?" The leader couldn't speak or not but he rapidly blinked three times for yes. "Gotcha. Is it in the normal spot." Another three rapid blinks. "Alright, I got it." Without waiting for anything to be said, the man behind the mask lit the flare and tossed it towards the street. Before anyone could say anything, a long orange plumb of smoke rushed up the air. It looked like a still, almost harmless glowing tornado.
"That's the signal." One of the legion pirates shouted. "Everyone not currently engaged in combat get out of here." The free pirates all quickly turned on their heels and rushed back from the alleys they had come.
"Oh no you don't!" Abbygail whispered. She flung the waited end of her weapon at a fleeing pirate, causing it to wrap around his legs. He fell with a scream. The purple haired woman, despite the man's thrashing and clawing at the ground, began pulling him towards.
Off to the side, now free of the pirates relentless assault, old Bill curled up in a fetal position, crying and muttering to himself. "It's too late." Over and over again.
"He's after #8" One of the pirates shouted. "Get him!" Several legions moved towards the swordsman. Strangely enough, none were holding weapons. All their hands were stretched forwards. They didn't want to immediately harm the man. Their only goal was for as many as possible to grab onto the man and hold him till the flare could be sent.
Bill, on the ground, surrounded by angry feet digging into his soft body, clung to conscious like a man on a ledge. "Don't!" Was all he was able to get out to the swordsman before air slammed into his gut. All the air went out, and the red light behind his closed eye lids flickered in and out of sight.
"#98!" #97 shouted, as his friend fell from the ground. "Damn you!" He muttered, watching the man pull out a spear and run. "Damn you to hell." Clenching his teeth, the legionnaire looked around for something he could use for revenge before setting his eyes on the general store. Grinning, he rushed over and kicked the door down, or tried to. It took a few good ones before he was finally able to make it inside. He took a moment to search the merchandise before settling on what he came for. "Here we go."
Normally, the boss was against any type of firearms use in the legion pirates, because with so many members of the legion constantly swarming a place, and the shit they had for him, carrying them around did much more harm than good. That being said, gunless was more a guideline than an actual rule. Rifle in hand, #87 hurried to the roof and searched for his target in the fray. The man didn't seem to be doing anything at the moment. So #87 positioned himself with the rifle and took him. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed one of the javelin's from the explosion girl flying towards him. He fought off the urge to run and fired a shot before being reduced to pieces in the explosion.
Abbygail was not only able to parry her attacker's strike but sent the weapon flying into the air. "Why are so many people around here afraid of you guys, again?" A masked man rushed from Five O'Clock, hoping to get her from a blind spot. With a flick of her wrist, she swung her scythe in an arc that got the would be assassin in the neck.
"You stupid witch!" The man in the mask before said, holding his wrist. "Now you're helple..." Abbygail palm struck the stranger in the forehead, snapping his neck back so it hung in such a way the back touched his shoulder blades, and denting the metal cover.
"I'm never helpless." With a twitch of her hands, both weapons returned to her. A group of explosions, from behind her, caused her hair to fly out in front of her. "Ugh!" She turned towards the woman with the javelins. "Quit blowing everything up!"
"Hurry up and close the distance on the one with red hair!" One of the masked men called. "She might not be hurt by explosions but her friends don't seem to work the same way."
"Okay." Abbygail muttered, rushing forwards with her scythe and cutting the man yelling directions down. "That's enough out of you." It was too late though as several of the legion pirates started running full speed in the explosion girl's direction.
"Who the hell are you!" One of the masked men snarled, head moving from the direction of his fallen comrades to the woman with the two swords. He paused for a moment, unsure why it was. Was he, a member of the legion pirates afraid of the woman in front of him? Of course not. Still, he was uneasy. Apparently, that was something the others with him felt too, because there was hesitation in all their movements. It didn't last long. The creed of the legion pirates was 'death for the part was nothing so long as whole won,' or as many of the others said when time was of the essence 'be like the ants.' They all shot forwards. The one at the front raised a piece of wood over his head. Two came from her left, swinging a chain, and the other with his hand thrusting forwards with a knife. The last one, from seven o'clock hesitated the longest. He was a bit older than the rest. Instead of rushing straightforwards like the others he took a few quick steps and launched himself, hoping to smash into the woman's legs and then hold her down for his crew to do the rest.
"Hey #8!" One of the men whispered as he got done on the ground to communicate to his superior. "Are you trying to send up the orange flare?" The leader couldn't speak or not but he rapidly blinked three times for yes. "Gotcha. Is it in the normal spot." Another three rapid blinks. "Alright, I got it." Without waiting for anything to be said, the man behind the mask lit the flare and tossed it towards the street. Before anyone could say anything, a long orange plumb of smoke rushed up the air. It looked like a still, almost harmless glowing tornado.
"That's the signal." One of the legion pirates shouted. "Everyone not currently engaged in combat get out of here." The free pirates all quickly turned on their heels and rushed back from the alleys they had come.
"Oh no you don't!" Abbygail whispered. She flung the waited end of her weapon at a fleeing pirate, causing it to wrap around his legs. He fell with a scream. The purple haired woman, despite the man's thrashing and clawing at the ground, began pulling him towards.
Off to the side, now free of the pirates relentless assault, old Bill curled up in a fetal position, crying and muttering to himself. "It's too late." Over and over again.
@grandia20Did you want to post before we continue?
@Shiyonichi
discord.gg/dbKKy5 Here's the rp's discord, if you're interested. It's a bit dead at the moment though
discord.gg/dbKKy5 Here's the rp's discord, if you're interested. It's a bit dead at the moment though
@Shiyonichi
That works for me. Make the changes and then go ahead and put your CS in the character section.
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I said deflect a bullet not cut it I'm also sure bullets are made of lead and sure we can go with the one at a time deflection.
With the bounty thing, yeah that's me screwing up so I'll change that, but I don't want to make it something like 100,000,000 since that's a bit too much of a big deal. I'll go with something like 10,000,000 and take out the only alive part.
And no that was just a coincidence, I haven't Rped with you before.
Any other issues?
Edit Nevermind about the deflect I missed your edit.
That works for me. Make the changes and then go ahead and put your CS in the character section.
@Shiyonichi
Okay, so my biggest worry here is the ability to cut bullets. It's not so much the speed of cutting a single bullet that bothers me, so long as she's only able to do one at a time and isn't capable of slicing up a barrage, but the fact that she can cut them at all. Aren't bullets made out of steel? (I'm seriously asking because I don't know what material is used in the one piece world.) I think even Zoro just deflected them at the beginning.
Secondly, I'm not sure about the bounty being for only Alive. The nobles don't exactly care about their own. Remember what happened to Doflamingo's family? They wouldn't even accept him back when he brought them his father's head. If anything, her bounty would be a lot higher, especially because of the trouble she caused and the slaves she freed.
Also, I've used some pirates called the redblades in rps in the past? Have we rped together before?
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Never mind. I misread where you said deflect and not cut lol
Okay, so my biggest worry here is the ability to cut bullets. It's not so much the speed of cutting a single bullet that bothers me, so long as she's only able to do one at a time and isn't capable of slicing up a barrage, but the fact that she can cut them at all. Aren't bullets made out of steel? (I'm seriously asking because I don't know what material is used in the one piece world.) I think even Zoro just deflected them at the beginning.
Secondly, I'm not sure about the bounty being for only Alive. The nobles don't exactly care about their own. Remember what happened to Doflamingo's family? They wouldn't even accept him back when he brought them his father's head. If anything, her bounty would be a lot higher, especially because of the trouble she caused and the slaves she freed.
Also, I've used some pirates called the redblades in rps in the past? Have we rped together before?
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Never mind. I misread where you said deflect and not cut lol
@Shiyonichi
It's okay. Sorry about the wait for the approval. It's being looked at though.
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Also, I've done a few rps with the Red Blade pirates before. Have we rped together in the past?
Ah shoot I seemed to have gotten ahead of myself and just posted my character sheet out of nowhere, without saying anything, sorry.
It's okay. Sorry about the wait for the approval. It's being looked at though.
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Also, I've done a few rps with the Red Blade pirates before. Have we rped together in the past?
Crap!" Number 8 shouted as the woman with the purple hair made a bee-line for him. A few of the legion pirates he was put in charge of tried getting in the way, but they were cut down before their presence was able to make much of a difference. One, number 46 came the closest, as the woman's hands were empty of weapons, thanks to her tendency of throwing them this way and that, but she yanked the weighted end just as he was close enough for an attack. It smashed the legion pirate hard enough in the back of the head to shatter the steel and bury blunt end an inch into his skull.
A voice rang out in the chaos. ".....Some.... help..... here!"
The woman's face went blank for a second. Furry crossed her face but it was gone like a fast moving cloud's shadow as it moved in front of the sun. "Damn it!" She snapped. The heel of the woman's left foot slammed into the ground. She swiveled on it like a top before launching herself in the direction of the distress call.
For a moment #8 wasn't sure what had happened, a long with the other legionaries around him, but it wasn't long enough. The weighted end on the woman's chain continued on in his direction, after she altered her direction. The legionnaire in front of him acted on instinct and jumped aside. He didn't. The metal spike dug into his chest as easily as a finger poking into mud. "Crap!" Blood bubbled out of his mouth. He grabbed the wound, but his hands couldn't do much. He sunk to his knees.
Abbygail made her way towards the swordsman's group, but didn't make it there before the woman from the tavern's javelin ignited and sent her flying in the opposite direction. "Damn it." She muttered as her shoulder struck the ground. She bounced a few times before she was able to bring herself to a stop. "Damn." She growled getting to her knees. "Hey!" She called to the girl as one of the Legion pirates was rushing behind her, metal rod raised above his head. "Be careful. Not all of us here are devil fruit users, you know!" The scythe reappeared in her hand. Then it was jammed in one of the legionaries' gut. With a grunt she dragged it up and pulled it out to parry another attack before the man was able to make a grunt of pain.
It was #98 third day on the job. He was also #98's last day on the job. He didn't even have time to reflect on how fast the time went before the spear sunk its way through his body and into the vital bone behind it. The Cook attacking him didn't even take a moment to notice his death. He just yanked the spear out of his body and kept moving. "Dick!" His mouth reflexively muttered before he met his end.
"Hey!" #8 shouted, trembling hand desperately searching through his jacket pocket. "Someone help me here." His fingers latched on the button he needed, but he was trembling too much to maneuver it through the hole.
"No! No! No!" Bill shouted, rushing towards the fallen #8. "Someone stop him!" Three of the legion pirates rushed in front of him, and one brought the heavy man down with a big stick. The others quickly surrounded and started kicking the downed man.
A voice rang out in the chaos. ".....Some.... help..... here!"
The woman's face went blank for a second. Furry crossed her face but it was gone like a fast moving cloud's shadow as it moved in front of the sun. "Damn it!" She snapped. The heel of the woman's left foot slammed into the ground. She swiveled on it like a top before launching herself in the direction of the distress call.
For a moment #8 wasn't sure what had happened, a long with the other legionaries around him, but it wasn't long enough. The weighted end on the woman's chain continued on in his direction, after she altered her direction. The legionnaire in front of him acted on instinct and jumped aside. He didn't. The metal spike dug into his chest as easily as a finger poking into mud. "Crap!" Blood bubbled out of his mouth. He grabbed the wound, but his hands couldn't do much. He sunk to his knees.
Abbygail made her way towards the swordsman's group, but didn't make it there before the woman from the tavern's javelin ignited and sent her flying in the opposite direction. "Damn it." She muttered as her shoulder struck the ground. She bounced a few times before she was able to bring herself to a stop. "Damn." She growled getting to her knees. "Hey!" She called to the girl as one of the Legion pirates was rushing behind her, metal rod raised above his head. "Be careful. Not all of us here are devil fruit users, you know!" The scythe reappeared in her hand. Then it was jammed in one of the legionaries' gut. With a grunt she dragged it up and pulled it out to parry another attack before the man was able to make a grunt of pain.
It was #98 third day on the job. He was also #98's last day on the job. He didn't even have time to reflect on how fast the time went before the spear sunk its way through his body and into the vital bone behind it. The Cook attacking him didn't even take a moment to notice his death. He just yanked the spear out of his body and kept moving. "Dick!" His mouth reflexively muttered before he met his end.
"Hey!" #8 shouted, trembling hand desperately searching through his jacket pocket. "Someone help me here." His fingers latched on the button he needed, but he was trembling too much to maneuver it through the hole.
"No! No! No!" Bill shouted, rushing towards the fallen #8. "Someone stop him!" Three of the legion pirates rushed in front of him, and one brought the heavy man down with a big stick. The others quickly surrounded and started kicking the downed man.
@Magister
Sure! Go ahead and make a CS so it can be reviewed. :)
I'm also interested in joining. I'm a huge One Piece fan.
Sure! Go ahead and make a CS so it can be reviewed. :)
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