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One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@NachoBachoPacho I've been up since 10 the night before. So I'm a bit out of it. I'll see if @Ira can't post for the characters.

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@Buddha I gotchu. Do you want to read-over the few changes I've made? or should I just post it into the char thread? The few changes I made weren't too major at all. A few word changes, some redirection in the personality.

A tid bit here and a tad there.

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@RyoRyoRyoken I'm glad you told me cause I did miss it.

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@Buddha Ooooo, Savato gotchuuuuuu lol.

But yea, I'm kinda like bleh but I'm going to force myself to improve or clarify Maema's personality and history.

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@Savato I'll change those ranks up and now that I've got the jutsu approved, I'll be revamping his personality and history. I guess I slacked off on it. I'll see what I can come up with.

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I've corrected the few that was mentioned.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

RED HOOD PIRATES

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Bogard D. Sunny x Out at Sea

@JmerlRobot @BCTheEntity @LokiLeo789 @dragonmancer ]

Bogard failed to lean on his elbows as Xerxes stabbed out at Dirk with dark intent surrounding him. For some reason his gut told him it was okay but everyone else seemed so hostile that he was tempted to intervene too.

However, from an inability to move, he stayed on the ground and stared.

He sighed once Xerxes were done and leaned his head back. It wasn't like he could interfere even if he wanted to. There were things that he had to simply let be and Xerxes tough-love was one of them. Bogard closed his eyes then and stretched his awareness out towards the sky.

He suddenly felt really small on board of the ship.

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One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

Izusa

"I swear, that fish just came alive and slapped the the guy itself, officer!"

"Izusa, at your service!~ Ehehe, so, what's you're story? Come ooon, sit next to me. I don't bite~"
Name:
Izusa Yukima

"If you keep staring, I'ma start thinking you wanna date~"
Appearance:
Standing at a fairly tall six foot two, Izusa is well, quite tall compared to most women. Add that she's fairly well built and has obvious muscles on her frame, she can come off as fairly intimidating. She has bright white hair, often tied back into a ponytail, or just has it hanging naturally. She has dark, chocolate colored skin and pure white eyes under her mask. As far as clothing goes, she currently wears a black and gold sleeveless vest over a custom made dougi, and wears fingerless gloves and tough leather gauntlets on her hands. She wears comfortable white pants, with black and gold boots on her feet. Often, she can be seen wearing an odd fox-mask on her face. At her sides are two short blades called 'Wakizashi' Strapped to her sides.

She's often considered fairly attractive, and is often wearing a calm grin, and drinking alcohol.

"Hehe, I've been told I'm a bit on the tall side. Oh, and these muscles aren't just for show~"

Height/Weight:
6'2" (188cm)/160lbs (72kg)

"Twenty years old!~ Uuugh, I'm already an old woman...another excuse-er, reason to drink away my 'sorrows!'~"
Age:
20

"Me? I'm pretty friendly, I'd say. Fufufu...of course, that might be a lie? Foxes aren't exactly known to be truthful, no?~"

Personality:
Now, Izusa would likely come off incredibly intimidating at first appearances. What, with being six foot two and weighing in at a hundred and sixty pounds with some very obvious muscles on her. Thankfully, her personality is 100% unintimidating. In fact, a lot of the time she comes off as a bit of a klutz and a mischievous, but kind hearted jokester that is always up to some small shenanigan or prank. Indeed, she's a very friendly sort, the type of person who'd be the first to attempt to make friends with everyone around her. She doesn't take most things seriously, and will often laugh at most things that happen. Very few things seriously faze her, and its very rare to see her angry.

Aside from her general friendliness and impish behavoir, is a person who actually takes her work and responsibilities very seriously. While a lot of the time she doesn't actively seek work or responsibilities, if given a task, she will completely it as quickly and as effectively as she possibly can. Of course, she'll keep her non-serious demeanor about her while doing this, as she very rarely ever appears 100% serious, much to the ire of those around her, but she always tries to give 100%

In those rare times she is serious, she...well, becomes quite a scary person depending on the situation. She doesn't take kindly to people harming those she calls her friends or comrades. Likewise, she can have a rather deceiving attitude. A lot of the time, she will joke around with people and keep her impish jokester demeanor...even with people she doesn't like, making it incredibly difficult to tell what she actually thinks of you at times. Even if asked, she'll likely reply with some vague, riddle like answer, or try to change the topic to something else.

As such, if she doesn't like you...well, its hard to tell. She might appear to be your best friend one minute...and then stab you in the back the next, if she really doesn't like you. Of course, such situations have been rare for her, and the only way she'd stoop to such a level is if you've done something she finds irredeemably offensive. Such as being a total jerk, irredeemably evil, or committed a crime with the intent to simply to harm for no reason other than to do harm.

She tries to keep an open mind about most things, and will often take a somewhat philosophical approach to different ways of life, but there are some things she won't tolerate. Especially forcibly making someone else do something when they obviously don't want too. Freedom to do what one wants, after all, as long as it doesn't impose upon someone else, is what everyone should strive for.

also a total perv. Protect your undergarments

Home Island/Sea:
West Blue

history got looong

History:
Now, if you ask her about her history personally, she'll spin half truths and exaggerations about being born on an island, having to wrestle wild boars and survive on eating the corpse of a sea serpent that she slayed with her bare hands. Honestly, its very difficult to actually get the truth out of her regarding her short twenty years.

So I'll save everyone time, and detail that here.

Born to a prostitute on her island, she's had a...fairly colorful life growing up. While she didn't have a bad life growing up by any means, she's always been running with some criminal elements or another. Stealing for shits and giggles, slapping a marine with a recently caught fish, stealing underwear. Though it was mostly out of necessity, since she was far from wealthy or even middle class, she can't deny she took a certain thrill in messing with the Marines and the law.

Honestly, despite her slightly whimsical nature, this consisted most of her life, until she was sixteen, when an older man came to her island. He was...a bit of an eccentric, but a kind old man. He often helped her when she and her mother needed it. In fact, he was a bit like a father to her, and helped her straighten her life out, more or less. At least, she stopped getting into scuffles with the law around this age. He helped her do this through quite a few ways. One, by channeling her energy towards something else. In this case, towards the usage of Martial arts, sword, and Observation Haki training. And while she enjoyed the time spent training, eventually she became...bored with it, and would have likely gone on to join the Marines, if a twist of fate didn't get her caught up in an old friends scheme.

When she was 18, she was approached by an old friend of hers who she used to get into trouble with. There was a ship coming into dock. Apparently, it had treasure on board...enough to make her, her friend, and everyone else rich enough to live in the lap of luxury. They could probably even flee the island as well with the money. So gathering their little circle, they put together a plan. A plan to steal whatever treasures laid in the ship.

It went horribly wrong, as one might expect. They didn't get anywhere near the treasure before things went downhill. However, with a bit of luck, and thanks to her training...she managed to get to the treasure. Where she stumbled upon the Kuki Kuki no Mi. A devil Fruit. Grabbing it, she managed to escape with her life, but her friends...well, weren't so lucky. Killed or imprisoned, the last she saw of them.

From there, she made a decision. As much as she loved training, and the past two years actually doing something with her life...well, it wasn't for her in the end. Saying farewell to the one who taught her, he gifted her with the mask she now wears, and after eating the Kuki Kuki no Mi fruit, she left home...thankfully with no official bounty. Her friends, well, if anything weren't snitches. Plus, it was presumed everyone was either killed (She was wounded, after all) Or imprisoned.

Since then, she has been traveling around for about two years, getting into various small crimes here and there, though nothing too serious. She wants a ship of her own, honestly, and aspires to be a captain some day, but for now...she'll settle for working for someone else.

Fruit:
Kuki Kuki no Mi (Air Air Fruit); Paramecia

The fruit at its basic form, gives her the ability to manipulate air to some extent. Honestly speaking, its abilities are fairly weak at the moment. At least, the way she uses them tend to be more subtle rather than outright powerful bursts of wind meant to be used for combat. More or less, she uses it to enhance her physical abilities. Namely, speed, her acrobatics, or to harass someone from a distance.

It could also be used to power a ships sails, should they need a good wind. Of course, keeping the ability up for a long time would be incredibly taxing and draining.

Abilities/Race Traits:
Observation Haki: While her physical abilities are fairly good for her age, and while her skill with her two short blades are indeed frightening along with the help of her Devil Fruit, one should be aware her Observation Haki is what makes her a fairly terrifying opponent. In fact, she seems to be almost a natural with the ability, to the point where she doesn't even need her eyes to sense things around her, hence the eyeless mask. Of course, it still has all the weakness of the Haki.

Currently she's able to effectively use it for up to about ten meters.
Agility/Speed/Acrobatics:
Complimenting her incredible skill with Observation Haki, is her Speed and Agility. While she was already a bit of an acrobat before eating the Kuki Kuki fruit, the fruit has only served to enhance these traits more.
Strength:
Those muscles aren't for show. She can probably knock someone out in a single punch should she have too. She trains her body daily, even if no one seems to ever catch her in the act.

Fighting style:
Her fighting style is fairly simple. Hit hard, quick, and strike with the intent to take down an enemy before they can retaliate. And in the case you don't succeed, then use your superior speed to your advantage, and as if a leaf dancing on wind, cut them down. Parry, ripotse, and gracefully take down your opponent with Honor and as little bloodshed as possible.

Sneak attacks from behind, and ambushes are acceptable, but fighting dirty, taunting, torturing, toying, or otherwise acts of dishonor are not. In a fight, one should always be aware of their surroundings, and if a swordsman is not, then they are not worthy of calling themselves one.

Two-sword Style:
With her two Wakizashi's in hand, she's fairly good at using them exactly as they were intended. Boosted by her Kuki Kuki fruit and her natural speed, they become a fairly terrifying force to deal with should she have to.
Dozen Blade Cut:
A technique that she developed during training. It's a fairly simple technique, that uses her current skill with the Kuki Kuki to the fullest extent its able too. Moving as fast as a gust of strong wind, she cuts at the opponent what seems like a dozen times in a ridiculously short span of time. Using an impressive skill of acrobatics, the blades come from almost everywhere as she dances around the opponent.

The attack is too fast to be used with any bigger, heavier, or larger sword.

Ship Positions:
First Mate

Bounty:
100,000 Belli (Vandalism, public indecency, resisting arrest, deadly assault with a fish, and other small crimes)

@LokiLeo789@Ira@Renny

So I lied. I stayed up until two AM to make a CS.

Now excuse me while i go pass out because I need sleep~
If there is any concerns, do tell, I will address them as needed~

@Rune_Alchemist

The only probably I really have with this CS is the Air-Air Fruit. It has the potential for some serious OP mess. Just so long as it doesn't get out of hand too fast, I suppose I'm fine with it.

Welcome aboard.

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So I finally got the Jutsu worked out . . . I think. Anyway, take a look at it, roast me some more, and when I wake up tomorrow I'll get to work on revamping his personality a bit.

Maema Nisshoku

Maema Nisshoku

_{“I’am Maema the fearless. The dragon child of Kumo. Yada, yada, yada. ”}

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Full Body Veiw

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Personnel Files

_{Accessible by personnel with a C3 security clearance or upwards.}

❖ Name--

Maema Nisshoku

❖ Aliases--

Swordless one, Dragon child

❖ Age--

17

❖ Rank--

Chūnin

❖ Affiliation--

Hamajo Confederation

❖ Sex--

Male

❖ Birthplace--

Kumo-province, Kumogakure

❖ Bloodline--

Nisshoku

❖ Sexuality--

Heterosexual, his current girlfriend is unhappy with his choices to align with Hamajo Confederation

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Appearance Descriptions

_{As compiled on basis of the 11th corps intelligence gathering, including pictures}

❖ Appearance--

Seventeen years have come and gone. Genetics, time, and training has honed him into a handsome looking male. Naturally Maema dons his clothing in hopes of being prepared for combat at any time. He’s accustomed to wearing tshirts of varying colors underneath different types of outerwear (usually some form of gakuren). Darker hued trousers fall over his legs, while a deep blue sash ties around his waist. Unnaturally black haidate pieces--lined with gold--protects his thighs. Off-duty he’s more or less the same. He doesn’t feel the need to be fashionable so he can come off as rugged and simple. Either way he’s always wearing the same ankle-high, heavy-duty sandals. A optimal mixture between combat boots and ninjawear. A cherished item flows under both his sash and haidate, a mantle of sorts colored crimson with gold fringes lining its edges.

While others were plowing in the fields of their farms Maema was being tortured by his father’s training methods. His face is in conflict with the roughcast of his body. Where lean, hard muscle are pressed tight between necessary fat and skin on his body; his face is kinda of long and elegant. The only fierce part to his face is the sharpness of his golden eyes, hidden behind his dull expression.

Aforementioned his body is near-perfection. It's been honed for mobility and strength, to soak up and adapt to predictable disturbances on the battlefield. His sleek body looks unimpressive in clothing, however, beneath said clothes the muscles behind the skin are visible. Four highly developed abs fall into a flat stomach as if the rest were abandoned. The lower half of his legs are thin in appearance, making the top half seem bulky in comparison. All in all, Maema could be seen as the typical ninja but atypical man.

❖ Height--

5’9”/ 1.75m

❖ Weight--

153lbs/69kg

❖ Build--

Maema is made up of lean muscle, his physique shows this rather well. His mass is dominant in his torso and arms, giving them a solid, cut look. When compared to his arms, though covered with cloths and the sorts, his legs can seem kinda meek. He has a feral form to his gait, some call it wolven. Others call it innate confidence.

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Psych. reports

_{Medical secrecy applies.}

❖ Fearless ❖ Impulsive ❖ Apathetic ❖ Hopeful ❖

❖ Personality--

Maema was taught at an early age that being a genius meant nothing in the face of three entities. Those three things were experience, numbers, and the unknown. He learned the value of being fearless days after finding his mother’s head on the porch. To step to the challenge without second-guessing yourself or those around you inspired a kind of fear and admiration. That lesson didn’t take long to become concrete. The next one did. It was a lesson of analytical schooling, one that guided him well in deciding if he should approach a situation with reckless abandon or patience. He can go either way when lives aren’t on the line. When they are a preternatural impulsiveness springs to life.

Maema wants to be a saviour; he’s seen the ruthless of the Hamajo Confederation, and has vowed to never just sit by again. This, unfortunately isn’t coupled with some disregard for his own life. Not in the slightest. He has taught himself to be apathetic to others, to toss aside a hopeless situation. That’s not something he’s proud of but his father was always a very grave man.

Outside of the norm, outside of bloodshed and war; one might catch him smiling. Maybe even laughing but it's rare. His life has been undoubtedly hard. Growing up in Kumo-province taught a valuable lesson: not everyone is looked after by the Confederation. Because of this Maema could be consider a cynical youth. He looks at every situation with caution and finds most people, specifically those full of cheer, extremely annoying. Despite being indifferent to most people, Maema has a hard time seeing others suffer. His father calls it “White Knight Syndrome” and says it has no place in the world of ninjas. Maema calls it saving himself.

He sees it that way sometimes.

When he was child he didn’t get along with others. In fact he hated them for rejecting him when he actually tried to be friends with them. Maema learns his social lessons quickly. He engraves them harshly into himself and makes sure not to make the same mistakes as before. If nothing else can be said about him, it's that he can hold horrifically long grudges.

❖ History--

Birthright
The story goes that a wandering samurai found his true love in the middle of blood and tears. Supposedly he was renowned throughout the countries as the “The Pristine Dragon” a warrior whose blade struck true more times than not. A sellsword whose assistance and friends gave victory to those who hired him. His name was Yasu Nisshoku and he fell in love with a traveling philanthropist. She was not perfect but she inspired him to do things for the greater good. When Haruhi retired to Kumogakure, Yasu was behind her, hoping to settle down and build a family.

Years afterwards they gave birth to a boy. They named him Maema in concert with the loose-theme of their own names. They took on Yasu’s family name: Nisshoku and almost instantly he was given the moniker “Dragon child” by Yasu friends and “Goddess’ son” by Haruhi’s friends and family.

The boy’s youth was interrupted by the Hamajo Confederate taking over Kumogakure. The province changed for the worst afterwards. It became flooded with poverty and eventually, through some unknown process became a farming province. It was an ugly adjustment but Yasu and Haruhi did so without open complaints. For a time.

Decision
While Maema was working the fields, training, and attending school; his mother was busy stirring up trouble. She didn’t agree with the Hamajo Confederation. She fought against it with political movements; playing on the different causes to start a small alliance behind her humanitarian rallying points. Yasu watched this behind the scenes, warning her to be careful. She thought she had been. She was secretive about her growing rebellion but that would prove useless against the Confederation’s resources. The last Maema would see of his mother was her body’s gruesome decapitation, her head tilted on their home’s porch.

It was covered-up to be some Hamajo radical but Yasu had his own suspicions. He tempered his rage into productive action. When his comrades came back with information that suggested a Hamajo higher-up had quelled the Kumo-province uprising, it was then that Yasu thought to act. That was quickly snuffed out once he learned the merciless truth. That numerous, inconspicuous deaths that occurred only months after Haruhi’s own. It worsened when he lost all contact with a number of his friends.

Afterwards Yasu was struck with depression.

He redouble Maema’s training. From physical conditioning to an understanding of topography. There was a range of other studies that he was required to soak up but none of them were quite as effective as sparring and mental games. Years traversed faster than he thought and before long, Maema was a Chunin in the Hamajo Confederation.

❖ Familial ties--

Maema’s relationship with his father is strained. He greatly admires the man his father use to be. The fun-loving, dramatic man that was a reluctant-hero. Nowadays the two of them greet each other in alien apathetic forms. As if too much emotion could cause a catastrophe. Sometimes he resents his father for giving in to the pain.

Yasu Nisshoku | Father | 34, Kumo-province, Yasu is a farmer who passes the time by wallowing in his own misery. Occasionally you can catch him practicing his unique, saw-sword swordsmanship outside of his home.

❖ Dreams, short term goals, and fears.--

His childhood ended the day he stumbled upon his mother’s decapitated head. Since then he’s had no dreams, only goals. He wants to hurt the Hamajo Confederation and wouldn’t mind returning his father’s smile in the process. He fears what the world may look like if the Hamajo Confederation went unchecked.

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Combat reports

_{Gathered based on exercises, training routines, and combat experience reports}

❖ Combat style--

Maema attacks with unrelenting, self-perilously, and overkilling force. He utilizes his kekkei-tota in conjunction with his taijutsu, bojutsu, and limited ninjutsu to decimate all. When he can’t find those kinks he doggedly attacks until he’s weighed the opposition down to near nothing. The thing is, this dogged pursuit is counterproductive considering his kekkei-tota runs down his chakra reservoirs quickly. His legs have a weak constitution allowing rather easy and effective damage to them. Another weakness is his supposed Kekkai Tota which he has a resistance to but is still affected by.

❖ Kekkei Genkai--

❖ Name

Suiginton (Mercury Release)

❖ Description

Suiginton (Mercury Release) is more or less exactly what it sounds like. The control, creation, and manipulation of the silvery-white substance. The liquid metal is poisonous, causing severe damage to the senses, muscles, and nerves. Mostly producing tremors, physical weakness, and a cruel disorientation in most beings. Suiginton is a Kekkei Tota that combines Earth, Water, and Lightning chakra natures.

❖ Strengths

Maema’s Suiginton kekkei tota comes in two forms: the luminous solid weapons and the noxious gas. Small applications of other metals from the earth can harden it into physical weapons, such as spears, swords, and hammers. He can also transform the mercury into a gas by molding the chakra inside to do so. This could also happen if heat beyond 220 degrees celsius/428 degrees fahrenheit took hold of it. It takes a single exposure of the mercury gas for the tremors and nausea to take effect. A second dosage brings a gradual weakness in their muscles , along with peripheral blurring. The third round will result in a severe impairment and pain that could cripple the opponent. The fourth will result in death.

❖ Weaknesses

Suiginton or Mercury release allows for versatility for both offense and defense. It gives Maema a certain assurance but can also make him over reliant on it. Unfortunately, mercury release is a liquid and can be diluted by Water Release jutsu. While extreme forces or wind-jutsus can blow it away rather easily making him expand more chakra.

❖ Ninja techniques

❖ Custom techniques

■ Name
Suiginton: Kage Bunshin no Jutsu (Mercury Release: Shadow Clone Jutsu)

■ Rank
A

■ Range
3-5 meters

■ Description
Unique to Maema’s Kekkei Tota this technique is used like most shadow clones are, however due to its nature this one is gravely more dangerous. It was inspired by Maema’s father. Like other shadow clones it can interact with the environment and can perform its own techniques. The clones also soak up knowledge and sends it to the user once dispensed of. Once injured they both burst into mercury gas, giving his opponent(s) half-a-dosage of mercury poison for each clone.

■ Name
Suiginton: Yasu no ha (Mercury Release: Blade of Yasu)

■ Rank
B

■ Range
Close

■ Description
Maema strings four hand seals together ending on the dragon seal. He then moves his hand to the empty scabbard on his side and brandishes a blade made of earthen elements and mercury. The insides of the scabbard gives the weapon its shape and intricate designs. The grass thin, blade is beautified by a thumb-sized circle near the base and a serpentine dragon flying towards it on the flat. When cut by the blade the opposition contracts mercury poisoning. Each cut can act as a small dosage to the opponent. A skin-deep cut can act as a single dosage, a muscle deep cut can act as two dosages. However a stab to an internal organ can act as three dosages. This blade is solidified with other minerals using earth chakra but the blade and point is lined with mercury. So to be honest, it can be destroyed with a blow strong enough to break iron.

■ Name
Suiginton: Haruhi (Mercury Release: Haruhi)

■ Rank
B

■ Range
2 meters around user

■ Description
Maema wields the seal of confrontation towards his opponent. A second later he pulls chakra from his heart, pulled other earthen elements from the ground, and molds it into a mercury maiden. This woman is made mostly of iron and therefore is defense oriented. Haruhi is quicker than Maema and sturdy, however her strength is Genin rank at best. She attacks only those that attack Maema directly, minimizing the usage of her chakra. She can mold her left arm into weapons for attacking.

■ Name
Suiginton: Gyakusatsu (Mercury Release: Massacre)

■ Rank
C

■ Range
Long

■ Description
Maema molds an armory of weapons behind him, all of which is aimed towards his opponent(s). Once released they shoot out towards their target at break-neck speeds. Hardened to the density of a solid if impact is made the weapon can deal bone-breaking damage. On top of which mercury poison is dispensed through the body if cut or hit on an open wound. Some weapons that may appear are halberds, various types of blades, and lances. A skin-deep cut can act as a single dosage, a muscle deep cut can act as two dosages. However a stab to an internal organ can act as three dosages. Like most weapons these can be deflected by skilled individuals or dodged. Extreme heat can smelt the iron infused mercury and powerful wind release jutsu can blow them away.

■ Name
Suiginton: Kohitsuji (Mercury Release: Lamb)

■ Rank
C

■ Range
10 meters around

■ Description
Maema forms 8 handsigns ending on the ram before releasing a hail, barrage, and frenzy of small mercury spheres. They are relatively weak impacting with D-rank damage but traveling at C-rank speeds. When they splash against an object the outer shell is broken and the mist inside spreads and joins together. This gathering take both a minute and a half to come together. Eventually a fog of mercury is made, endangering both himself with the lethal dosage and everyone inside. Maema the fearless welcomes the untimely death if it's for a worthy cause. This jutsu can be blown away by a strong enough wind-style jutsu.

■ Name
Suiginton: Kusari (Mercury Release: Chain)

■ Rank
B

■ Range
5 meters

■ Description
His main form of attack comes in the form of silverish-white tendrils with hand-shaped appendages at its end. They fly out from a reflective, oval-shape, pool of mercury that floats behind him; usually without the necessity of weaving hand seals. They have a limit of fifteen feet from himself and strikes quick. The end and length of the tendril can be molded into pikes, hammers, or other weapons. A skin-deep cut can act as a single dosage, a muscle deep cut can act as two dosages. However a stab to an internal organ can act as three dosages. When exposed to its melting-point a noxious gas is released. Lingering inside the gas for a post delivers a single dosage.

❖ Weaponry and tools

■ Name
Dogma’s Disciple.

■ Weapon/tool type
A elder wood, worn scabbard. Silver and golden dragons twist around each other on its frame.

■ Range
Close

■ Description
A scabbard. . . that’s all.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@BCTheEntity Sunny is his family lol. I've always felt that it go either way too.

EDIT: I'm going to post tomorrow. I have a character with kinks that needs to be worked out.