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If you want to view paradise, simply look around and view it. Anything you want to, do it. Want to change the world? There’s nothing to it.
9 yrs ago
Lexi snorted a rather rude expletive a slight grin on her lips. “Perhaps if you weren’t speaking loud enough for Lougetown to hear, perhaps there wouldn’t be any eavesdroppers.” She retorts and looks to the bar keep. ”Gin and rum.” She ordered as she slid a dagger from one of the many places she had such weapons free. She sensed with those trained to; that a fight was very eminent if something didn’t cut the tension in the bar. Her blood thrummed in delight at the prospect. The more bodies she left the more her bounty would increase, and the less Caitlyn would have to deal with others wanting the crown to be King/Queen of the Pirates. So she would indeed follow the girl on this journey? Well it might be interesting to see who would this time.
”Should I dye my hair?” Caitlyn frowns gently at the white tresses she held in her fingers, staying in the shadows letting the power of the mysterious fruit hide her. If she could control it to the degree she already could, she figured she could blend in with any environment like most water poured. She could help the Assassin, but knew Lexi was right. She was more used to sneaking. ”And I used to live in a house where all you could do was sneak to avoid being caught going out and having fun.” She muttered to herself getting a bit bored the more time passed by.
She was concentrating on making the water in the air condense and disappear in the air when she ‘felt’ something new cross her warning system. A new pair of footsteps. ”Can’t be too abnormal. We are close to the dock. But what is it?” She felt as if something fascinating was getting ever closer.
”Stay here.” Lexi commanded knowing that to the girl who wanted to be Queen of Pirates, that would rub the wrong way. ”You stick out like a sore thumb with your Snow White hair and sea like eyes. Just stick to the shade for now. I’m more suited to sneaking than you will ever be.” And with that, the Assassin began to blend with the crowd of people figuring that with Cat’s (a nickname Lexi had heard the mother told her) coloring that the Captain of the Red Lions knew by now he’d been followed. She didn’t barge into the bar, sneaking behind a bigger man to slink inside, and sit near enough to the Captain and yet far enough to not be considered suspicious. She did touch the various weapons on her person though, being certain she could take out nearly everyone there if she had half the mind to do so.
”Now THAT is a ship worth stealing!” Caitlyn declares as she and her assassin First Mate watched the ship full of balloons dock ship. Lexi’s eyes were more astute and sharper than Caitlyn’s though. ”It belongs to the flamboyant looking one, with the long hair and spectacles. Plus it and it’s captain are on wanted posters, which you should have studied more. That is the Golden Lion Mark II if I’m not mistaken.” ”What if we painted the figure head red?” Chuckled the girl. Lexi just shook her head. The young and the foolish. She hadn’t had the chance to be either, but recognized it here. ”So whose the bookish Captain miss know it all?” ”His work on writing about Gol D Roger’s time is infamous according to some. What?” For there was an odd look to the girls face, which she wiped off unconvincingly. ”So. If I’m partial to guessing, I would say he’s recreating Luffy’s adventures now too.” Sigh. “Which means the young prince is in trouble.” ”So that puts us in Luffy’s shoes and kicking their asses! Sweet! I get to put my tomboy fighting skills to the test. Let’s follow them!” And that said, Caitlyn jumps down from the observation spot they’d spied the Red Lion’s ship, and went to see which way these ruffians were going.
Name:Kuroda Jōichirō ( 黒田 城一郎 ) Pirate, Navy, Citizen: Former marine, currently free agent pirate. Age:Late 20s Devil Fruit [if acquired]:Pika Pika no Mi (Glint Glint Fruit) Natural/Learned Skills:Kenbushoku Haki (Very basic), Busoshoku Haki (Moderate), Rokushiki (Basic knowledge, limited practical usage), Swordsmanship (High moderate), Cooking (High basic), Medical (Very basic), Navigation (Next to none) Bio:Jōichirō was born in the North Blue Picture:
When character is ready please put them in character sheet and have them traveling to or already in Alabasta somewhere
That brat! Just her luck that the girl had somehow known that not only someone was there, but for what reason. Lexi knew how to look for people without others knowing you were doing it, and Caitlyn had done so, very aptly she was forced to admit.
Lexi took in a breath and made her way after the direction the girl had dashed to, after creating that huge splash. What kind of fruit had she eaten? What else other than creating and controlling water could the girl do? Then other good questions popped into the assassin’s head. Was it ALL water? Most everything in this world had water in it. Even poisons were sometimes liquid. Hell the human body was made mainly by it. How dangerous could this girl be now? ”You seem very dangerous. And I could use some dangerous gals in my crew. Wanna come with me?” Lexi tilts her head up to see the girl whom she’d been ‘following’ seeing Caitlyn grin cheekily at her. A flash of a picture of a wanted poster with that same grin popped into her head. It was at least a decade old or something, and the man had died a bloody and horrible way. She shook her head figuring she got that wrong somehow. ”What makes you think you can afford me?” Lexi retorted, making Caitlyn giggle. ”Cause. I’m gonna be Queen of the Pirates, and find Luffy’s treasure!” Caitlyn exclaimed her eyes glimmering with the fever of dreams.
I admit, I'm a bit of a sucker for these RPs. Got a character concept that I love but never been able to fully play as.
Maybe this will be the one?
"Heh heh heh. Do be careful when venturing too far out to sea.
Here, there be dragons."
Name: Balthier D. Sydney
Epithet: Black Dragon Sydney
Blue/Sea: West
Crew/Base: (Former) Captain of the Black Dragon Pirates.
Bounty/Rank: 99,999,999
Age: 22
Height: 6'7"
Appearance: He is tall, built lean and muscular, with dark red eyes, messy black hair, the back braided in a long tail, tanned skin and a black dragon tattoo that runs from his right wrist to his bicep.
He wears a nice black trench coat, open, with a button-down maroon shirt and loose white pants girded by a black sash. (He removes the coat during a fight because he likes it and doesn't want it ruined.)
Personality: He has a easy-going temperament, and in general, is a hard worker. He has a wicked, sometimes morbid sense of humor, and a mild temper. He can be more than a little arrogant and stubborn, he defiantly hates being told what to do. He is a thrill-seeker with a lust for adventure that is without equal. He loves to live life on the edge, which can result in him diving head-first into ridiculously dangerous situations without a second thought and a smile on his face. He can be kind, even charming, but to his enemies he is terrifying and merciless. He loves food, drink, and alcohol. Of the latter, he has built up a superhuman tolerance for it, which only drives him to consume more to get more drunk.
Devil Fruit:
Name: Ryū-Ryū no mi
Type: Ancient Zoan
Description: One of the rarest and most powerful devil fruits in existence, the Ryū-Ryū no mi allows it's consumer to transform and take on the attributes of a dragon. Practically, this comes with an incredible increase in physical and mental attributes, the ability to fly on massive wings, the ability to breath fire, nigh-impenetrable scales, and natural weapons in an assortment of claws, horns, and a tail. It also instills various draconic traits, such as savagery in battle, a love of treasure and collecting things, a fierce pride, and a diabolical cleverness. The influence is overall weak, a strong will can recognize and ignore this.
These is, however, a rumor, more of a ghost of a legend told by drunks at a bar for one more pint of ale, that there are true dragons in the world, and that this fruit was the product of a pact between them and the Sea Devils. A second rumor claims that the fruit will eventually turned it's owner into a dragon. A third claims that this forbidden fruit has the power to destroy the world.
Unfortunately, it's power makes it a difficult fruit to master. So far, Balthier has only attained the first Transformation, a humanoid-dragon hybrid.
Natural/Learned Skills: Balthier is best described as a jack-of-all-trades but master-of-none. He can cook well enough not to give people food poisoning, he can clean, make, break, fix, navigate, perform first aid, or fight. He is always eager to learn something new.
He has a rudimentary understanding of Haki, able to use two of the three types: Armament and Observation. His skill in Armament is impressive for his relative experience. He has a knack for it. Observation, on the other hand, he struggles with, but can use to a satisfactory degree.
It is unknown if he has potential for Conqueror's Haki.
Weapons: Himself. He's learned in several forms of martial arts, his specially are vicious infighting techniques.
Transportation: Was a massive iron-clad Frigate called the Nidhogg. Now, he has nothing.
Dream/Goal: Adventure, and to find his old crew.
Origins: Born to a somewhat well-to-do family, Balthier received an extensive education from a young age. His life was completely and drearily normal. He dreamed of one day setting out to sea himself. But that normalcy abruptly ended when he was thirteen. His home was attacked by pirates, and in the chaos he was separated from his family. He never saw them again. He was left on the streets, another orphan boy, until one day, through some strange circumstances, he met a man who took him in.
This man's name was Alzac.
Alzac was an old, long retired smuggler pirate. He had taken the wealth he had earned from his dubious trade and settled down to more reputable carrier. By those who knew him, he was considered a wise and kindly man. During his carrier as a pirate, he was often scorned for being idealistic and merciful. He was something of a contradiction: a peaceful criminal. Force, for him, was a last resort. He strove to handle matters as nonviolently as possible, though dirty tricks and intimidation were all fair. Many mistook this for weakness, but they would be dead wrong. He was a master swordsman and an excellent navigator; he trained Balthier both how to fight and how to sail. Unfortunately, in two short years, he died of simple age, peacefully in his sleep. In those short years, however, he became as much a father to Balthier as his biological father. He also passed his dream on to Balthier, a dream to find the One Piece.
Balthier mourned him, but understood that his adopted father wouldn't want him to wallow in grief. So, a short month later, he gathered supplies and set out on the sea to seek his fortune. But, despite his skills, the only job he could find was as a cabin boy on a merchant vessel. He took it, deciding he would make it work.
The captain of that ship was a cruel and uncaring man. Many a long voyage was spent under the lash with little food, water, or other luxuries maximize cargo space. Undermanned too, they were forced to do the work of a crew twice their size. During a particularly bad storm, the captain drove them mercilessly until the crew snapped and mutinied with Baltier at it's head. Their mutiny succeeded with auspicious ease; the former captain and a few loyal crewmates were unceremoniously beaten, then tossed in a rowboat in the middle of the ocean.
That story of how Balthier, despite his young age, became captain of the soon-to-be infamous Black Dragon Pirates. A very successful carrier as a privateer pirate followed, during which he eventually earned a bounty of exactly 99,999,999 berries for piracy, mayhem, public indecently, public drunkenness, larceny, sinking multiple Marine warships, capturing multiple Marine warships, sacking two cities, destroying a Marine base, impersonating a Marine Captain, burglarizing a Marine Captain's house, and shaving a Marine Captain's prize showdog. During which he earned his devil fruit powers. How this happened is a story for another time.
But then, after hedonistic seven years of piracy, his second mate, a man named Alistair Tianlong, decided he wanted the money and fame. So he lead a mutiny of his own, in turn, marooning Balthier on some deserted island, where he spent nearly a month struggling to survive with a sea-prism stone bullet in his shoulder, rendering him weak and unable to transform.
But it seemed like fate still had something in store for him. He managed to signal a passing ship, and from there, get to a doctor who surgically removed the bullet. Now, he set out to sea once more with revenge on his mind.
This is a very interesting character. Move him to the character sheet of the board and welcome to the rp! Drop in at any point I suppose