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In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
After all the fighting, the raid upon the store had finally ended. The gangsters had been subdued, Nose Ring was taken away by a bounty hunter of sorts, and the store was (sort of) intact. What's more, the shopkeeper was appreciative of the state his store was in, even offering to take the impromptu group to a restaurant, of all things! Just how bad would it have been if the group of oddities weren't there?

Probably not as bad, honestly - but that's neither here nor there.

Aside from that, the Rocket Man had introduced himself to Tenmon. His name was Zehst. Zehst Messerschmitt. Not only that, but he revealed that his power came from a Devil Fruit. Although Tenmon had already deduced that a while ago, given that he had learned the ins and outs of Devil Fruits when he was younger. Too bad he had only gotten that explanation after he had eaten one.

"Roke-Roke Fruit..." Tenmon said, thinking about the power.

"I assume it's a Paramecia type, right?"

Tenmon didn't wait for an answer. Instead, he watched as the mantis-woman became a... woman-woman? A Paramecia and a Zoan type? It was true, the closer you get to the Grand Line, the more Devil Fruit users you find. Of course, the Grand Line was full of people like that - himself included. The mantis woman was named Lucretia Savaronitelle. She seemed to carry a noble aura about her. Probably not on the level of one of those World Nobles, but definitely wealthy to some degree.

The Doctor also seemed to know about Devil Fruits. Gold Dorado Jr, they called him. Huh. The name had some similarities to the first Pirate King. Tenmon wondered if he got asked about that often.

At this point, everyone had introduced themselves in some way - except for Tenmon, who had said very little about himself through the entire ordeal. Bah. Ninjas don't reveal their identities, anyway. Yeah.

...

Well, it seemed like a good excuse. He'd just introduce himself later. That'd work.

"You three seem pretty fresh, what're you doing in this tourist trap? With Devil Fruit abilities, at that."

"Hm? Me? I'm going on a journey through the Grand Line."
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
How many slots are there now?
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hearing the reasoning of the rocket man had managed to clue Tenmon in to what he meant.

Clearly, he had feared the amazing cutting power of Yugure - the high-quality ninjatō of the Tamashi Clan. While it was true that Yugure was a weapon capable of great feats in the hands of Tenmon, it wasn't so dangerous that he needed to be elbowed in the face for fear of him using it. Not at all; Tenmon would clear up this misunderstanding with haste - that's what ninjas do, after all.

"This weapon was designed by my clan, not an industry." Tenmon explained, dusting himself off.

"You don't need to worry; I wasn't going to kill them. I'm a ninja, aft—" His elaboration was cut off by the sounds of excitement from his attacker.

"YOU! If you have a net we can use to catch this cool huge bug thing, I'll forgive you for misusing that weapon just this once!"

Misusing the weapon? Tenmon didn't even get the opportunity to use the weapon, let alone misuse it. He wasn't the kind to misuse weapons anyway, especially not Yugu—

"The Marines!? You better not be working for the marines, cool-outfit-guy! They shouldn't have those weapons either!"

"What? The Marines don't wield weapons like mine." Tenmon replied, doing a series of demonstrative slashes before intending to sheathe the weapon.

But before he had even started to sheathe Yugure, the rocket man had already started yelling at talking to someone else. The intense topic shifting here was a tad too fast for Tenmon to bother following - especially considering the fact that there were still some gangsters inside the store that needed to be dealt with, albeit some were just standing there in shock from the many different figures that had appeared over the course of their raid.

Surrounded by people of all kinds, Tenmon just, well, he waited: a lot had happened just then, and it would make more sense for him to hear out the mantis-woman before he did anything else, in addition to preparing for any impromptu attacks from that rocket guy again.
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
As Tenmon prepared himself to cleave through the many gangsters ahead of him, he was interrupted by the shouts of another.

"Ninja Arts: Sweepi—"

"What weapon did you use just now!? Who designed it!?"

It was the rocketeer again, but he was... charging? At him? Tenmon knew it: he did step on somebody that wasn't a goon! The young ninja tapped his palm with a fist as he made the realization. At that moment, another non-goon arrived. It was a... giant mantis? A talking giant mantis? Were those native to Loguetown? Were they native to the East Blue even? A series of questions rushed through Tenmon's mind to the point where he barely processed what the mantis-woman was saying - something about fighting? He didn't have time to talk about fighting; he was fighting!

"Hang on talking mantis, I have to defeat these gangst—BLEUGH!"

Amidst the commotion of gangsters and giant insects, Tenmon had forgotten that he needed to dodge the attack from the rocketeer. The elbow thrust struck Tenmon in the face, sending him spiralling into the air — seriously, he must've spun like, 10 times during that 2-second airtime. It was fine though, Tenmon could easily stabilize his landing; he was a ninja after all. Well, he would've easily stabilized his landing if he wasn't being knocked straight into Nose Ring's gangsters. Sure enough, the young ninja barrelled straight into the thugs, inciting yet another explosion to take place as he collided with them head-on. Colour was removed from the area yet again as both light and smoke bellowed from the site of impact, obscuring both Tenmon and the gangsters he had been shot into.

The smoke began to dissipate, revealing a pile of knocked-out gangsters and Tenmon, who was laying atop the pile - still conscious. He sat up almost immediately, justifiably angry that he was just attacked by the same guy he gave directions to.

"Hey, Rocket Man! Why are you attacking me for!?" Tenmon shouted, hopping off of the pile of gangsters as he did so.
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Somehow, things had managed to go extremely badly in the span of a few minutes; the shopkeeper was knocked out, the gangsters had become restless, and more of them were entering the store by the second. At this rate, the Marines would take notice and turn the fight into an all-out war.

"Huh. Things have gotten interesting." Tenmon said, narrowly dodging a sword swing from one of the gangsters.

"Die, bastard!"

The Spice Boy goon took another swing at Tenmon. The young ninja jumped over both the blade and the gangster, his feet planting themselves on the shop counter. He briefly considered using his powers right there and then, but shook his head as he dismissed the idea; that would just destroy the old man's store even more. Tenmon needed to get outside before he started using his Burst Technique™.

"Ninja Arts: Flash Step!"

Tenmon took a low stance and darted forward, systematically stepping on the shoulders and heads of the various goons as he made a move for the door, deftly avoiding the series of weapons that were swung as the brawl continued. Dashing through the exit, he could've sworn that he accidentally stepped on someone that wasn't a goon there... Bah, forget it - they'd be fine.

Tenmon smirked. He was outside now. He could go all out. Some of Nose Ring's thugs were already outside, and more of them had followed Tenmon from inside the store too. A group of the thugs ran towards Tenmon with their weapons drawn, aiming to beat him to a pulp.

"Ninja Arts: Chi Burst!"

Tenmon thrust both of his hands outward toward the mob, releasing two explosions from his palms that enveloped the gangsters and sent them spiralling backward, with scorched bodies and white eyes telling of the teenager's mass K.O. The noise from the explosions rippled through and shook a portion of the town, alerting those nearby that something was going down in the shopping district.

The boy turned to face the remainder of the gangsters around him, drawing his ninjatō and taking another low stance which would foretell his next move.
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Of all of the stores in Loguetown, the old shopkeeper's one that was probably boasting the most action right now; gangsters, more gangsters, and a young rocketeer that crashed into a building using a dinghy, asking where he could buy a new boat.

The question would mark the "arrival" of yet another person.

"I know a store that sells boats." A unknown voice said. Although as far as anyone would be able to see, the voice had no owner.

"I think it's called 'Sink or Sail' or something like that."

As the voice continued to speak, it became increasingly clear where it was coming from. At that moment, one of the lids of one of the few crates that were dotted around the store burst open, revealing a young teenager with dark brown hair and wearing blue and exotic ninja garb. This was Tenmon Tamashi, the weirdo enigmatic teenage ninja that had asserted himself in Loguetown only a few months ago. His appearance from the crate raised several questions: How did he get in there? How long was he in there? Why was he in there? Why did he decide to come out now, of all possible times? What's more, he didn't even seem to properly assess what exactly was happening in the store right now, being focused on explaining where the boat store was to the man who had crashed into the building and broke his dinghy (tee-hee) rather than the brawl now taking place in front of him.

"It's west from here, past the broken execution platform and next to the old Arms Shop." The boy said, pointing roughly in the direction of where the store was.

At least his directions were accurate.
In --- 9 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Still working on a character for this. I'm on the fence about making a Devil Fruit user or not though. If I'm allowed to ask; how many are there already, if any?
Is there still room for this? I'm always up for a One Piece roleplay.
This sounds pretty cool. Interested.
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