The Irish Tree

One Piece: On the Strangest of Tides

The journey to the ship was painstaking, even at a fish-man's increased swimming speed. It took just about every last bit of strength she had to get aboard the ship, unable to stand afterward. She would do her best to crawl to ensure that each person she'd carried was breathing just fine, administering CPR where it was needed. She'd tried to keep them above water, but it was inevitable that she had to dodge a few shots by diving a few feet.

Once that was settled, she would slump over on the deck, hands clenched while she looked around. She was certain that even if this wasn't the same group of pirates, she very well might wind up having to fight to continue protecting her wards. ...She had to, didn't she? When all the world wanted someone dead, even bacteria, it was a doctor's job to hold the entire world at bay even to save just one life. And so the fish-woman would shakily rise to her feet, unsure if she'd have to fight anymore.

But by all things good, she'd fight if she had to.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Steppe Archer felt a sense of relief at the druid's words directed to her, feeling that...maybe, with their powers combined, this quest could be easily resolved without them needing any of these precautions. The nagging feeling in the back of her mind was sated. For now. She also puffed her cheeks out once the lizardman laid his head atop her head, feeling like now she was being treated like a child over her worries. "Okay..." she said, resigning that they all were going to be just fine.

The time was now to descend into the shit-smelling depths of the sewers and slay every manner of beast they came across. Thus began the journey of...

The Vermin Slayers

...Of course, nothing necessarily as grandiose as some man some fair time and distance away who made his life's work on goblinoid genocide. These were just rats and bugs. Steppe Archer would bring up the rear, peeking past Druid Girl to see the crossroads ahead of them, a club held in her hands. "I think we should go West, or whichever way has the shortest path to a dead end. If we get caught off from the exit by a separate swarm, we might be in trouble," she said, clearly on edge. "Where we find rat droppings, we're likely to find the roaches too, so be careful. Though, maybe we can get them to fight one another if we can get you to talk to the rats."

One Piece: On the Strangest of Tides

Pain racked the fishwoman's body as a talon dug into her back, thankfully at least missing the people that she was trying to save. But, now she was in the clutches of the captain's right hand man, and injured from the razor sharp talons digging into her back. Cera was shuddering in pain as the birdman readied his other leg to strike at one of the people upon her back, before the fishwoman's hand shot back, catching the taloned foot poised to strike at Fsk's back with deft speed before she let out a scream of agony, the second feeling his other foot being forced out, muscle tearing as the woman, despite the pain, yanked him out and started swinging him by his ankle, before slamming him into the railing. And again. And again. And once again.

Cera was panting, shoulders twitching from the pain of her back being raked and hurt by the talons, while she stood over the birdman, spare hand raised as she stepped over him. "New Fish-Man Kyusho Jitsu... she said, exhaling before slamming her hand into his stomach, then his neck, and finally ending with a strike to his forehead.

"Lionfish!" she said, finishing the name of her technique before pain racked the numbing body of the bird man, her bare hands baring her venom with full intent to have him be in so much pain that he couldn't pursue her. Inhaling a deep breath, Cera would begin walking away with her back aching, adjusting her hold while blood dripped down her back. "Don't say I didn't warn you. Consider this merciful, compared to what you and your men do. If you ever come after us again..." she said, stamping her foot right next to his ankle. "I'll have to try even harder not to kill you. And you'll wish I didn't like killing," she said, words starting to get lost as the bird man's entire body started panicking from the extreme pain of the neurotoxin, with no recourse or way to move. Seconds felt like minutes, all the while he was forced to watch her jump from the ship in order to reach the water.

Even with people on her back, she was capable of swimming faster than any human could. With her legs kicking, Cera thought that she wouldn't last long, with her blood in the water attracting Sea Kings. As such, she would instead go to the ship that she was certain bared a different flag from the Lighthouse pirates or the marines.

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Alice was at least MOSTLY sure that her plan would work. And if not... "The moon's full tonight, so...it'll work out, one way or another."

With that meaningless statement, Alice would address Brandy's fears by saying: "Well, I don't think they're poor. It may just be sharecropping, or something. Also, basically, yes. My plan is to set up a tripwire that will launch one of my bombs, make a noise so loud that it paralyzes it, and then we pounce for the kill. Sound good?"

Alice's plan seemed relatively simple, but...really, it was a rabbit with extra steps. "Plus, if it winds up escaping, I can just chase after it. Us werewolves get crazy strong and fast during full moons. ...Though uh...if that happens...don't take anything I say too personally. Aggression, and all."

With a rough map made of the area where the rabbit-beast came out of the woods at dusk, Alice would get her trap ready, along with a set of earplugs for herself and Brandy. Wouldn't do them much good to stun the beast and then be stunned themselves, after all. Her Flashpowder bomb would be the equivalent of a grenade going off sound-wise, so anything with sensitive ears was liable to get spooked and stunned. That was the idea, at least.

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While Cera was glad that the brutish man named Gerld was giving her a chance to escape, she was at least somewhat worried for his safety. Even if he had no hesitation to kill others, in a situation like this...she supposed that her non-fatal approach was the far more strange one. But right now, she had lives on the line riding literally on her back. Even as the second in command approached, Cera was confident that she could handle anything...until the man moved at blinding speed, hand transforming into a claw.

"Another devil fruit user!?" she thought to herself, thinking that these things were supposed to be RARE or something. She could have sworn she'd seen at least two below deck as well...but right now, she didn't have the luxury to dodge. The people on her back might get thrown loose or worse, decapitated in her stead if she tried to duck. Her stance quickly shifted to a cross-arm block, intercepting his hand at the wrist leaving her just barely enough breathing room to keep his claw from flexing and decapitating her...but he had drawn blood, which began trickling down her neck even as she stared him down. "Let me pass, or I'm taking you into the sea with me," she threatened, stamping her foot on the ground and knocking a floorboard loose to strike him in the chin, causing him to recoil, giving her enough room to knock his claw away and kick his chest once, before making a break for it.

If she could make it to the water, she could swim away as fast as possible, probably capable of escaping even with a few bodies weighing her down.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Steppe Archer would be glad once this was all over...and hoped that she'd at least get most of her money back with the rewards, given that the remedy potion took most of her remaining copper pieces. She'd grab some of the scented grasses she'd used from before and plug her nose with them, insisting that Druid Girl should probably do the very same.

Then came the question that Steppe Archer really wanted to avoid. The nomad clenched her fists at her side, looking ashamed. "...My first party took on a job like this and...well...our frontline fighter got bitten once, and contracted some horrible disease. I barely got her to a temple in time to save her. Our roguish friend vanished as soon as the job ended, so... she looked ready to cry. "I was the only one left.

Tying her hair back for maybe the first time since Druid Girl had met her, Steppe Archer would now look even more boyish with her bangs and crown still fluffy and spiky, while tucking her nearly four foot long pony tail into her clothing. "I'm not gonna let anything happen to you, or Big Red. I don't want to be alone again...or have anyone's adventure end in a sewer of all places!"

She seemed resolved to protect her party members, in spite of her trembling legs. The thought of giant bugs STILL unnerved her.

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Cera wasn't all that surprised that someone was going to stick it to the man with guns pointed at them...but now she had to assume that her lot was thrown in with him, from the countless guns being pointed at them. Still, these were far more favorable odds than the ones she'd had when she came out of that Sea King's belly. Dodging a gun wasn't unfeasible so long as you had a fair amount of distance a line of sight, assuming you had the reflexes to dodge it to begin with. Right now though, much to Kukui's dismay around her ankle, he'd find that she was charging back into the cage to extract any injured persons that weren't dead. She let the brute outside do most of the fighting, before emerging with Fsk, the woman she'd knocked out, and potentially a few others on her back, secured by a quickly knotted together mix of their spare clothes.

"Excuse me, pardon me, SEIKEN!" Cera said, leaping over a pirate's sword swing, using his shoulders as a springboard to leap even further before slamming her fist into the side of a rifle aimed at her, completely destroying it in the process. The stunned pirate holding the stock and trigger with nowhere for the bullet to go clicked the trigger, only for the projectile to weakly slide out as Cera ran on by. "Mister Savage Fighter, I'm leaving with the injured. Don't die," she said, running upstairs and keeping an eye out for any more incoming fire to dodge as she endured the pain of running across floors that were starting to catch fire. She'd be fine if she could jump into the water...a motion that, if Kukui was onboard for, would mean him drowning. But at least he was just barely high up enough to not get scorched to cinders.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Levia would clench her hands, grinning as Tungsten began marking the appropriate spots for her destruction. "Okay, here I go Tungsten!" Levia would drop to all sixes, stampeding after Tungsten and leveling everything he marked for appropriate destruction. In doing this, Tungsten would realize that it wasn't that Levia was confused or rebelling against his previous orders...

It was that she was worried she would break something WRONG, and ruin everything. Levia was a being that didn't function without input. All items that needed complete dismantling via meltdown or destruction were requests made to her, so...her actual decision making skills were incredibly lacking. But when the force of her power was directed, she was as powerful as one would expect as the selected locations quickly crumbled from singular blows, Levia's HP slowly decreasing in increments as Pain to Power into Planet Rocker was used over and over again, a miasma following in her wake as she poisoned herself to continually heal up the minor damage she was suffering. Levia wasn't as fast as Tungsten was with all of his buffs, but she was able to keep a decent pace behind him by hurling herself through the air from her Planet Rocker firing off again and again.

In the matter of a singular hour, every spot was demolished a fair portion of the forest was consequentially rendered uninhabitable from the toxic mist expelled from Levia's mouth. It would lead to many small animals falling over dead, and many trees losing their leaves. Levia would unknowingly wipe out many insignificant forms of life in the process of carrying out her orders...but, at least no humans were in the portion she destroyed. Mission accomplished!

Standing proudly amidst the mountain wreckage, Levia would hurry to meet back up with Tungsten for further directions, thinking that this couldn't possibly be all of the destroying she was needed for.

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Alice listened attentively to Dooch's explanation, and smiled confidently. "I think we can handle this pretty easily. I have a trap in mind that should take care of it without anyone getting hurt," Alice bragged to Brandy, puffing her chest out and wagging her tail. With her statement made, she would begin leading Brandy around to the various field hands. "Most important part of hunting is knowing where you're actually supposed to look. Otherwise we're just wasting our time," she explained.

"Excuse me sir?"

"Excuse me, ma'am?"

"Excuse me, if I could just have a moment of your time?"

Alice would zoom about, taking testimonies from people while also examining the various crops around the poriferae of the farmlands, seeing just how far the rabbit dared venture in before fleeing. Also, she got on all fours and started sniffing tracks, before immediately getting back up. A tinge of red on her cheeks, she cleared her throat and said: "I think I have an idea. Generally."

One Piece: On the Strangest of Tides

"This will be over momentarily," Cera said to the woman, before taking a step forward and suddenly sprinting, closing the gap in the blink of an eye. She would grab the length of the chain coming out of the woman's hand, her own fist about to slam into her stomach before the smell of smoke became overwhelming, and the cages opened. Shifting her stance, Cera looked back and immediately lost all tension, practically deflating as she let out a sigh of relief. "Phew! We're saved!" she said, releasing her opponent and hugging her, patting her on the back. "That was scary..." she muttered, before stepping away, picking Fsk's unconscious body up like it weighed nothing, and heading towards the door.

Practically skipping out the door, Cera took in her surroundings, as well as the riflemen trained on her. "All this smoke isn't good for everyone's lungs..." she muttered, patting Fsk on the back as she kept on carrying him out. "Excuse me, sir, do you happen to know where the fire started?" she would ask anyone she could nearby, unknowingly asking the Second in Command as she got closer to him.