[Episode] Repairing The Maiden

Mon Jul 11, 2022 4:14 pm

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[Episode] Repairing The Maiden B4bcd52f67720f0edc7c598a08b1e863

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

Around midnight, as most of the marines succumbed to slumber, in front of a certain jail cell the sound of crackling lightning sounded. From the shadows, as the moonlight shone through the gaps of the barred window, a disguised Marine Chore Boy Stain also known as Castor O. Nox appeared.

Removing his spectacles and headband, a wave of Haoshoku Haki would shoot through the area, rendering those weak in a will to a temporary deep slumber.

"Gashi Gashi Gashi Gashi..." The voice cackled in amusement. Finally manifesting his entire body like an apparition taking shape, Nox stepped out from the shadows and hunched down in front of Newport's cell.

"You look like shit, Victor." Nox declared playfully. "Fuck you, Nox. You short-haired, stubby-footed imp." Newport declared, spitting in disdain. "I needed to give up at least one of you as bait. You're the one I trusted the longest. Relax. We still have time. I'm here to update you on the next move." Nox retorted.

"You better watch your ass around Joseph. He seems like a meat head but he's cunning when he needs to be." Newport warned.

"Oho. Is he a part of this cryptic past you've never mentioned a word about? You seem to have all the time in the world. I'm all ears." Nox declares sarcastically.

Resting sideways facing Castor in a lax position, Newport avoided the man's inquiry and jumped right into the purpose of the visit.

"Forget some old man's bitter decline. What's the plan?" Newport inquired.

"I thought you'd never ask." Nox responded with a devilish grin.

@Zanato

Word Count: 261

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Mon Jul 11, 2022 7:43 pm

Zanato found himself locked in a cell somewhere in the Grand Line, but he wasn't too fussed about it. How could he be given the situation? It wasn't like he had a high bounty, he was just found wearing the colors of the NRA as well as being in the service of some NRA members. Not exactly the biggest crime in and of itself, but he was sure he'd be made an example of just like everyone else.

Good thing that Zanato was already asleep when the burst of Haoshoku came through the building, but he couldn’t even relax because some assholes were holding a whole ass conversation right next to him. With a rather loud yawn, he rose up from his slumber. Eyes peering over towards the two men before he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

“Hey boys, shut the fuck up. People tryna sleep.” He’d wink and give the pair of men finger guns before turning his back to them and laying on his side. He didn’t know what they were discussing and he didn’t quite care to be honest. What he did care about was getting some rest.

Last thing he wanted was to get brought to the gallows tired. Would make it harder to get out of his binds. Good thing that he didn’t show his power earlier. No seastone cuffs for him.

But then almost by instinct he rose up again. Glaring at the Marine outside of the cell. “Wait a minute, why is a Marine and a Pirate chatting shit? What’s going on?” He sounded like he cared.

But he just wanted to get rid of the nagging curiosity before taking his ass back to sleep.

He wore the basic black and white striped jail uniform, but he kept his hat.

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Mon Jul 11, 2022 9:43 pm

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

Castor's eyes expanded widely when the prisoner in the adjacent cell interjected into their conversation. "Looks like you slipped up Nox. Someone's still awake." Newport interjected. Confused by the development, Nox didn't even lean toward the idea of hiding his identity as he'd turn towards the accidental spies' cell.

"This is all a dream. Everything you're seeing here is a figment of your imagination." Nox declared a droney bootleg hypnotist voice. Turning back to Newport, proud of the manner he resolved the situation, "Right. Our ship's pretty much been rendered useless. We need to figure out"

"What the fuck Castor! Did you think that shit would work?" Newport barked in frustration at the pirate captain's naivety. "Aye man. I read it in a book once and it worked for the main protagonist! What do you want me to do, murder an inmate in cold blood?! I can't afford to engage in murder just out of the blue." Nox shouted in a heated argument with Newport.

"Oh. Mr.Goodie Two Shoes are we all of a sudden? Wished you'd had some of that mercy for those poor kids from Lvneel." Newport responded.

"Wasn't my fault they couldn't dodge a pillar of lightning." Castor declared pouting nonchalantly.

@Zanato

Word Count: 477

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Mon Jul 11, 2022 10:53 pm

And so he listened to their conversation, after the lame ass Marine guard did his impression of a hypnotist. It was actually something that brought a smile to Zanato’s face, since he had never met a special needs Marine before. He was glad they were starting to branch out in their recruitment process.

He didn’t interject, but it seemed like he got the gist of what was going on here now.

He took a second to think over the comments related to the ship and he remembered that he was fucking good at ships. Zanato looked over at the two men, he wondered if they were lovers. It really didn't matter in the end so long as they had a way to get off the island.

He took a moment to think it over before he turned his body fully, letting his feet touch the concrete floor beneath him. He stretched before placing his hands onto his knees. Pressing off his feet and standing up. Making his way over towards the bars and leaned against them. His elbow between the slots momentarily.

“Ship is fucked huh boys? You’re in luck. I just so happen to know the best means of fixing whatever might be ailing ya shit. But I’d have to get a look at it first. Nothing is free of course, so giving me a lift off this here island would be good enough in my book.”

He flashed them a smile as he pointed towards himself with his thumb.

“Name’s Zanato, former apprentice of Yuma Carpentry, which is a big company in the South Blue. Even got a few family members in Water 7.” He didn’t know if they knew about it or not.

He didn’t bother to remember their names, that would require waaaay too much effort on his part. So long as they knew who he was, who they were really didn’t matter.

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Mon Jul 11, 2022 11:26 pm

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

"Zagato? Is that like an insect or something?" Newport inquired. "Nah. I'm pretty sure that's like a kind of Koi Fish." Castor responded. As the two men debated the origins of the shipwright's name, Nox just processed the man mentioning fixing their ship.

"Water 7? The plan was originally to head there before this cunt got us into a naval battle with a Rear Admiral. That's how our ship got fucked up - five against one like a virgin in a whore house. Only we didn't have a happy ending." Newport declared in frustration.

"The Log Pose didn't have enough time to set. He's just mad because I beat him up and tied him to the ship's mast. I didn't even hit him that hard." Castor responded whistling mischievously.

"You. Almost. Carved. Off. My. Fucking. Third. Arm. How is a man supposed to live without his Johnson?! Do you have no pride? Who taught you how to use a sword you retard!" Newport barked.

The loudness of the duo's argument managed to wake up the other prisoners who'd been knocked out prior or previously in a deep slumber. The commotion of the grumbling prisoners drew the attention of the marines on night duty, who'd been catching some unwarranted Zs without the Base Commanders' blessings.

"Shit. I'll be back another time." Castor stated, shuffling to put back on his headband to conceal his third eye and thick fake spectacles.

"Hey Zabato. If you're as good as you say you are... Well. You'll have to see it for yourself. It's a piece of work. I kind of need that ship we mentioned earlier fixed." Nox explained, adjusting key props for his bumbling marine disguise.

@Zanato

Word Count: 784

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Mon Jul 11, 2022 11:42 pm

Zanato had no idea why both of these men had hearing problems, but he figured they probably were just old as fuck or whatever. Probably close to death due to being on this planet for so long. But old timers had their uses as well and he could see that these two would be fun.

Their comments about whorehouses made him reflect on his time back in the NRA. It certainly felt like he was a member of a whorehouse with how often his faction was getting fucked over.

But suddenly he committed the name of one of the men to memory. Because the older looking man, Newport, talked about his near-eunuch experience. Castration was the name. And this guy in the Marine outfit was called Castor. So perhaps the two words were closely associated. It made the most sense, so he stuck with it.

It was good that Newport also confirmed his suspicions about the Marine’s mental state as well. But given the way they talked about the ship, this man was one of the big dumb and strong types. Though not so big, given his modest height.

He was glad that they took him up on his offer, however, as it made his job infinitely easier.

Making his way over towards the lock, after Newport would move out of his way of course, he placed his hand on the door lock and it waned and creaked until it popped right out. As though it had been drilled out by some mysterious force. Though it was clear it was the work of a devil fruit.

Zanato smiled as he pushed the cell door open, tucking his hands into his pocket and making his way over towards Castor, keeping up with him as he made his way away from the cell behind him.

“So you fought a Rear Admiral and came out fine huh? You must be some bigshot out here.” He asked him with genuine interest. “But uh, why you fighting your comrades, bud?”

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Tue Jul 12, 2022 12:13 am

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

The mysterious force liberated the lock from its hinges and freed the cheeky mouth shipwright. Zanato towered over Castor as they stood side by side in the jailhouse hallway.

Looking up to maintain eye contact with the little giant, Castor's eyes almost popped out of his socket when he regurgitated the information about his clash with Rear Admiral Clevis.

Something about the man's straightforward nature just rattled the liar within him to his core but an actor must push through even if his character is compromised.

"Ah. That pirate is Vice Captain to a very dangerous pirate by name of-" Nox declared pausing a few seconds to calibrate the lie in his mind, "Well. His name doesn't matter! I'll explain later!" Nox declared as he'd begin to run away defaulting on coming up with a compelling lie.

The problem lies in the fact that he wasn't sure how much of the conversation Zanato had listened in on. Lying wouldn't take him very far if that was the case, so Castor would offer a bit of a test.

"You told me your name. Mine's Stain B. Pollux." The fake marine declared with pride. As the marines on patrol came into sight, Nox knocked them out with a controlled burst of Conqueror's Haki.

Exiting the jailhouse main entrance, he'd escort the pirate into a foyer area. Discharging an electrical field, he'd malfunction the maintenance Den Den Mushi in the area.

"Alright. I'mma be straight with you. We need to get out of here before Joseph wakes up. My marine rank isn't high enough to get me out of this shitty predicament." Nox declared slightly annoyed that he might have blown his entire cover due to arguing with that old drunkard.

@Zanato

Word Count: 1,069

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Tue Jul 12, 2022 12:41 am

Zanato scratched the back of his head as he thought about the man’s words… not introducing himself by his rank first? Yeah… probably not a Marine. Or perhaps someone who was new. But then he wouldn’t have the jacket right? That meant he was already given an official rank. Even the lazy ones often said their rank… this one never did.

But did it matter if it meant that he could get the fuck off the island? Hardly. The fact this man was knocking out his fellow Marines was more than enough indication that this was not a normal situation, even if he was an actual Marine.

“Stain B. Pollux sounds like a dumb ass fucking name, you should shoot your parents in the face.” He was oddly specific and even more odd, he didn’t seem to linger on the comment since to him it was rather reasonable.

He didn’t fuck with child abuse.

Though when the man opened up about his sexuality, it made him realize that he was probably bisexual. Since Stain chose to be straight with him, yet was clearly anything but with Newport. “Ah, makes sense. Well, it is no big deal either way. We just need to swing by the security office so I can pick up my clothing and we can then make our way outta here.”

He didn’t mind racing against the clock but he was going to do so at his own leisure and surely he didn’t know who or what this Joseph person was. But if they were so important then it was best to avoid them for as long as possible.

“The Head Jailor was making his rounds earlier, so he might not be into the whole idea of you taking me along. Marine or not, so you probably should be on the lookout for that. Otherwise, it's a pretty straightforward affair getting out of here. I could have gotten out earlier but… that Jailor is a tough son of a bitch.”

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Tue Jul 12, 2022 1:22 am

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

The sound of the man's high-heel clanking against the marine base tiles sent fear into the hearts of everyone who had been mesmerized by that sound. Unable to sleep, he'd patrol the base in his tight leotard's yearning for attention to compensate for his lack of sleep.

The Okama darling was known for two things one was his bipolar nature and the other was his super eccentric style of fashion. Long black holey stockings, dark red lipstick, and punk stylized custom 'Marine' T-Shirts screamed Vogue.

Stumbling through the jailhouse with sandbags underneath his eyes, the man checked each cell one by one with intense care for details. Inspecting the locks and the prisoners within the cells. Strangely, most of the men he'd find up at this time were sleeping deeply.

Meanwhile in the foyer area, "Well. My mother's been missing since I was a child and I kind of already did in my pops. Not a fan of guns... Opted for a sword for that particular job." Castor responded with an awkwardly morbid answer.

As to his comments about the security office detail, "That's on the other side of the base... Do you have anything of value among your belongings?" Castor inquired in hopes of deterring having escort the escaped prisoner through the G-43 Base.

"I'm new to this base. It's like literally my second day. Head Jailer? How scary are we talking?" Nox inquired genuinely curious as to the nature of the Head Jailor's personality.

A scream echoed out from the jailhouse area as the man discovered Newport's open-cell. "My my. Seems these boys have been extremely naughty tonight." The Head Jailor declared in a flamboyant manner.

@Zanato

Word Count: 1,347

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Mon Jul 18, 2022 7:58 pm

Oh so he was dealing with someone who actually dealt in the business of patricide. Perhaps his father was a Pirate? That would explain why he would be a Marine. But trying to suss out the past of this useful stranger was far more taxing a task than anything that Zanato wanted to participate in at this juncture. So with that in mind, he merely said nothing in response.

Not a laugh, not a smile and nary a reaction at all.

“Well, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” He gave a shrug of supreme disinterest.

“While I can’t exactly say I have anything of value amongst my own things. As you well know, that room has a lot of valuable things in there from other bitches.” He gave a shrug.

Which would include Newport should he have had anything on his person at the time.

“Lots of confiscated weapons, treasures, and other trinkets. I’m sure since you’re already crooked enough to help me escape… procuring some of those objects shouldn’t be too much of a hassle.” He thought this man just needed to focus on the bigger picture.

But when he was told that this man was here for only his second day that pretty much confirmed in Zanato’s mind that this was no Marine. He sounded way too familiar with that old man back in the Cell. How would they have bonded so fast overnight? Just didn’t make a damn lick of sense. Unless... he joined to be close to his lover. But once again it created the classic conundrum of “did this actually matter” or not.

And as per usual, it didn’t.

Thus, he who spun like a buzzsaw found himself answering the question posed without raising any more himself. Better to not pry too much into the affairs of strangers.

"Head Jailor Sassbone is a sick son of a bitch so I'd watch out if I were you. Pretty sure it's one of those Okama or Newkama types as well. They eat up short kings like you for breakfast." He started with a nonchalant whistle as they made it to the confiscation storage room.

Opening the door, he made his way inside, looking around the room, surprised that it was empty. He took his time walking over towards the hat rack, taking his hat off and firmly securing it to his head before finding his scarf and putting it around his throat.

He'd then take up shitty cutlasses that didn't belong to him gripping them firmly in his hands before sheathing them and putting them into sheaths. Right around his waist.

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Mon Jul 18, 2022 9:15 pm

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

"Sassbone? Sounds eccentric. I'm terrible with those types." Nox responded, dressed as a marine rookie with geeky glasses. Allowing Zagato to take the lead, the shorty brooded around behind the escaped inmate, the imagery would be equivalent to a schoolyard bully leading his prey to an ant hill. What happened next would be left to the imagination.

After arriving in the holding room, the guard on duty was in a deep sleep. A snot bubble exited and retracted into his nose as he snored. Scuttling past the guard, Nox would use his electricity to break the lock on the holding room door, allowing the new duo to enter the dusty room.

Cobwebs hung from the ceiling, and the mold on the storage shelves showed that this room hasn't been cleaned in months. Nox shuddered at the fact that he knew that cleaning this room will be in the Chore Boy Recruitees' future, a horror for another day.

Zanato stormed ahead, ignoring minor details that seemed to be a habit of his. Castor didn't mind, he was accustomed to dealing with A-Type personalities. Searching along the holding room, Castor found a variety of weapons, clothing, and even handcuffs among its contents.

Slipping a pair of cuffs off the shelves, Castor would toss the keys for them at Zanato. "Just in case." Castor blurted out shifting his eyes from side to side. Once they had acquired his belongings, escaping the compound without being caught would be the next role.

He'd noticed Newport's belongings among the items but the time for his escape wasn't now. As they exited the room, in the distance, moans could've been heard echoing through the hollow halls. Turning the corner like a hoard of mad dogs, a bunch of inmates dressed in black leather gags and straps turned the corner.

The sound of the jailer's whip crackling against their backs turned the once frightening sound of moans to somewhat, cries of ecstasy. When paired with their expressions, the once painful cries ended up being shouts of pleasure.

Gawking at the jarring scene with an immense cringe, turning the corner with his long hairy legs and fishnet stockings, the Long Heel Okama locked onto the two naughty boys with stern intent. Filling his lungs with a deep inhale, the Head Jailer shouted with a baritone voice.

"Boy-os. I saw that you lot have been causing our Candy Boys some trouble." Sassbone shouted.

"Ah! Help me. I'm captured." Castor stated with a nonchalant unemotive voice adding in a stiff shiver. Whispering to Zanato under his voice, "Fight-O." Nox stated, giving the man a friendly pat on his back.

@Zanato

Word Count: 1,782

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Thu Sep 08, 2022 10:21 pm

There was no fucking way that this ridiculously zesty-looking man just straight up said “Candy-boys” to Zanato with a straight face. Well.. he highly doubted that the face was straight… but holy shit. Zanato had to summon every ounce of his maturity to not burst out into a fit of laughter.

It had been so long since he had encountered such… blatant buffoonery.

“You’ve got to be shitting me…” He sounded like he was annoyed by what he was seeing. In a way… he most definitely was.

The variables began to flood his brain as he locked onto his opponent. Watching his approach closely as he started to put together the various equations needed to end whatever altercation would soon play out in a single shot. Which was his entire modus operandi.

But what happened next was something he should have expected from the get-go.

Being sold out by one member of the inclusivity squad to the other. It was such a bother.

Rolling his eyes at the statements formed from the mouth of the Marine who had been so helpful up until now. He had thought he was actually betrayed for a moment until he heard the exclamation of ‘fight-o’ and felt the pat on his back… apparently they were still allies.

If he was going to help this man keep his cover… despite his shitty acting skills… then sure. Why not. It wasn’t a big deal in the end.

Zanato sighed heavily as he reached down with his left hand. Hovering just over his blade before he cracked a wide smile. Breathing in from his nose.

“It’s true… all of it. I let you capture me earlier… and now that I have gained what I want… I suppose there is no need to keep loose ends.” His smile was wicked and full of hatred.

“But there is one thing you miscalculated about me… I have the color of the supreme king. Conquerors Haki! Behold!” With that being said he widened his eyes, and they were filled with an intensity that was full of passion.

In a blink of an eye, his feet already started rotating like wheels.

His body backed up at high speeds as he’d spin around and make a break for it down the corridor rapidly. Showcasing just how fast he really was.

“Sayonara~, Marine-chan!” Zanato exclaimed loudly in a deadpan voice.

He immediately found himself turning several corners in his attempt to put himself some distance between the sodomite and his two body horror slaves. Though he feared no man, he did fear whatever the hell that weird mo-fo was planning to do. He could have fought him… but it was better to get a sneak attack on him later when he least expected it.

Opposed to say… trying to risk getting hit in a way that he wouldn’t return from. Sometimes one had to swallow their pride and run away from an altercation. Even if they could win a fight, was it worth your dignity?

Or was he being discriminatory by not fighting his opponent in a straightforward manner? Perhaps. But that was an ethical issue for future Zanato.

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Tue Oct 11, 2022 7:34 am

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

As the escaped prisoner left the cuffed undercover marine to make a break for it, Castor simply smirked to himself, entertained by the prisoner's choice of action. However, even for Castor's oblivious nature, something about the strapped-up servants didn't quite seem at all right in the head to the known crazed murderer.

Alas. Who was he to judge? As the man on wheels hit the dusty trails, the Marine Okama turned his left eye towards the man's escape route while maintaining the other eye's gaze at the marine recruit. The Crossed Eyes Okama had his targets set, the naughty marine recruit who was taken, hostage.

For most, the escaped Candy Boy was the type of man who'd like to break his jaws. Or well... Something else but that would happen after his apprehending. Picking up one of the slaved males, the S&M slave's body began to reform into that of a bowling ball.

"Why are you running away Candy Boy? It's time to play a game." The Okama Marine Sassbone shouted. Taking a typical bowler's stance, the man extended his arm backward in an elegant manner and swung the bowling ball human along the air.

Suddenly, a magical path charted its route to intercept the human transportation machine's path, in hope of colliding and intercepting the man's advance.

"I'm Bowling Man. My Paraemcia allows me to warp the space around my sexy figure, and create a track for my subjects to roll toward their targets in style!" Sassbone explained.

Picking up the second male and morphing him into a bowling ball as well, the man rolled the second sphere with less intensity in an attempt to retrieve the marine recruit. However, with a flicker of electricity, Castor fried the leather warrior by extending a single finger.

Jumping atop the electrocuted lump of flesh, Castor lunged off in the direction of the escaping pirate, "I'll help you apprehend the pirate sir!" The undercover marine declared, a few steps behind Zanato. Taking a second jump, the Imp would hop onto the pirate's shoulders, "Don't. Leave. Me. With. This. Freak." Castor declared, his three eyes protruding open in immense fear of the Marine Warden's sick intentions.

Kicking off into a mad sprint, the scantily clad Marine Warden began on foot pursuit himself of the duo. "Now you've abducted a marine boyo. I won't let this offense go unpunished! You. Recruitee. You reject my safety net. I'm going to have to punish you too." Sassbone declared, licking his lips perversely.

@Zanato

Word Count: 2,198

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Fri Oct 14, 2022 9:26 am

ROUND 1

Zanato uses [Blood The Spiral - HT] on Zanato
Zanato uses [Hard Turn - LT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses UT on Boss 1

Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses UT on Zanato

COMBAT TRACKERS:

Fri Oct 14, 2022 9:26 am

The member 'Brood' has done the following action : Dice Roll

#1 'Reflex Check' : 9, 11

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#2 'Reflex Check' : 20, 11, 4, 5

Sat Nov 12, 2022 5:55 am

ROUND 2

Zanato uses [Predatory Rotation] on Boss 1
Zanato uses UT on Boss 1

Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses UT on Zanato

COMBAT TRACKERS:

Sat Nov 12, 2022 5:55 am

The member 'Zanato' has done the following action : Dice Roll

#1 'Reflex Check' : 5, 10

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#2 'Reflex Check' : 18, 7, 16, 16

Sun Nov 13, 2022 11:55 am

ROUND 3

Zanato uses [Wheel Burrow - MT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses [ Vile Revolution! - LT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses [Swirly Slash - LT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses UT on Boss 1

Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses UT on Zanato

COMBAT TRACKERS:

Sun Nov 13, 2022 11:55 am

The member 'Zanato' has done the following action : Dice Roll

#1 'Reflex Check' : 9, 12, 13, 18

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#2 'Reflex Check' : 16, 18, 5, 15

Sun Nov 13, 2022 12:33 pm

ROUND 4 - ZANATO WINS!

Zanato uses [Windmill Spinner - HT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses [Dismay Pirouette - LT] on Boss 1
Zanato uses UT on Boss 1

Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses LT on Zanato
Boss 1 uses UT on Zanato

COMBAT TRACKERS:

Sun Nov 13, 2022 12:33 pm

The member 'Zanato' has done the following action : Dice Roll

#1 'Reflex Check' : 11, 8, 16

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#2 'Reflex Check' : 6, 1, 5, 12

Mon Nov 14, 2022 3:11 am

Alright so… clearly the whole Candy Boy thing was meant to be jarring… but that wasn’t the part that had Zanato pressed.

The human-sized bowling ball that was coming his way was the real issue. The fact that the Okama’s devil fruit ability allowed him to precisely guess the path that Zanato took while he was turning down random corners was also annoying. It likely meant that the man was using his powers in conjunction with a pretty admirable amount of kenbunshoku.

That fact seemed doubly proven even for this random small Marine man since he leaped up onto Zanato whilst still doing his best impression of a proper Marine.

Though, Zanato could not be fooled. No real Marine would betray their lover. But Zanato wasn’t the kind of guy that liked to be ridden by other guys. So the little dude was lucky that at present, Zanato had bigger issues to worry about. Namely, putting distance between himself and the Okama.

The last thing he wanted was to get the bad-touch ending before finding his childhood friend.

But things like this were often decided in other ways. Violent ways. He was likely going to have to combat the weirdo head-on.

That would prove to be a bummer.

Fortunately… he just had to survive long enough âto get on a ship and get the fuck out of dodge. But that was already proving to be far more of a hindrance than he had originally surmised. Especially given the fact that he wasn’t exactly up to his full strength quite yet.

Sure he could still end most altercations in one hit, but he used to be able to calculate the information needed to make that happen much faster. lt appeared, then, that all he could do for now was calculate where in this building gave him the most space to do his itoryu sword drawing technique.

He hadn’t ignored, the midget either. But he was more disturbed by the jailer than anything else.

“Level with me, and don’t even bother lyin’ 'cause I don’t care. But you’re definitely no Marine and you’re definitely not weak if you caught up to me. I’m known to be mighty fast, some would even say absurdly fast. So how did ya manage it?”

He was blunt in his manner of speaking, finding the little game that was being played between him and the mysterious sprite to be less than ideal.

“You probably don’t even need my help to deal with this guy honestly… not if you caught up to me after I was already hauling ass. So what’s the angle? Cut me in.”

He yawned, instantly regretting that he agreed to even hear this man out. Since there was no way that it was going to end well.

Be it for himself, or this little strange imp.

When he thought about it, didn’t that Okama just say that he was going to be going after both of them now? Which meant the Marine was probably in more trouble than even himself.

Well good, he deserved it.

“Well shit, you heard the… person. You’re on their shitlist as well now. These ain’t the kind of wolves any man can leave another to.”

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Tue Jul 25, 2023 9:16 pm

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

Nox couldn't afford to have his cover blown so early in the game, especially not with his Okama superior around. However, his vow of silence made this situation immensely more difficult, now that he found himself on the naughty list of this eccentric sadist.

Whispering as discreetly as possible in his normal speaking voice, "You're right. I'm not who I say I am. However, telling you my identity won't end well for either of us."

"Let's just say I was commissioned to make sure a certain ship in the harbor goes missing," Nox alluded.

With the Marine Okama within shooting distance, Castor ceased his explanation and switched back to his squeaky fake voice. "Gah. Help me, sempai," Castor exclaimed, quoting the line straight from one of his wife's light novels.

The plea burned a fire in the superior's heart. "Hang in there, boy-o!" Sassbone shouted, energized.

Switching voices once again, "At the count of three, I'm going to need you to toss me at that freak as hard as you can," Nox explained.

Castor wasn't able to fight Sassbone directly, that was true. However, the two of them colliding 'accidentally' would be the perfect scenario for Castor to floor him with enough electricity. He'd just need to bank on Zanato's aim.

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All of his life, Zanato had never been around someone who was able to make such a convincing argument. Revolutionaries didn't often find themselves being the targets of subterfuge and he came from a backwards little island where most people were blunt to a fault.

He knew all about being a man and how to conduct one's self at all times. But duplicitous behaviors were not his forte. Not that he was against lying outright, but it was not something that he engaged in freely. He could only hope that this mysterious individual with him was being honest.

But he had to admit, he did not expect to be convinced so easily. This little bastard had the gift of the gab. There was no doubt about it. That had the potential to be amusing up to a point.

It seemed that Zanato was all out of options given the situation at hand. Well there was no more avoiding it. He had to cave in, even if his ego was being bruised by being brushed off. He wanted to know the identity of this man, especially since he was helping him out. But if all he could do was rely on blind faith. Then that was what he was going to do.

“Tsk, a man can respect another’s wishes. I hear you. And if’n what you say is true… then get to counting.”

Zanato might have been the epitome of a lazy piece of shit, but he most certainly was not the kind of man that allowed himself to be cornered like a rat. He’d do just about anything to get out of the circumstances at present, even if it was overall detrimental to him in the long haul. To that end, he could do little more than prepare for the countdown.

Once the man announced it, Zanato would stamp on his heel and at his ankle he would turn his entire body in one swift motion. Using the momentum of the sudden turn to launch the ‘short king’ toward the one dubbed Sassbone.

He could follow a good plan, even if he didn’t wish to participate in it. But if what this man before him said was true. There was no reason to keep up the conversation until after the threat had resolved itself.

He of course stopped moving altogether once this happened. Hoping that this mysterious stranger would take out their assailant once and for all. He wanted to discuss the matter of the ship. It piqued his interest and it was something that he happened to know a bit about. Hijack a boat? That was right up his alley. If it were as simple as just blowing it up, this man would not need to go through all of these disguises, right?

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Mon Aug 14, 2023 2:46 am

Sanpaku (산빠쿠)

Nestled tightly, like a well-wrapped parcel, Zanato propelled the Imp of a man with remarkable force, resembling a javelin, toward the marine night nurse. As Castor hurtled in the man's direction, his attention turned to executing the upcoming plan.

"It's raining men! Marvelous! Come hither, my little marine lad,"he exclaimed.

As the throw's momentum caused Castor's jaws to flap comically, at the last moment when Sassbone prepared to embrace Nox, an electrifying surge was unleashed.

In that fleeting moment, the man lost consciousness, his Devil Fruit abilities silenced. However, Castor suffered a humorous consequence—a face full of 'man chest' as a reward for his collaborative effort.

After venting his frustration through some rolling on the floor, the undercover pirate got up to assess the Marine Captain's pulse. Confirming his unconscious state, the snoring marine was left in his slumber.

Uncertain if Zanato had witnessed his trick, they still had challenges to face. Leaving the base and stepping into the city, Saint Poplar's nightlife unfolded for two newfound free men, with a night of revelry ahead.

Before long, Castor guided them to a discreet backdoor ramen spot. Settling in and ordering for himself, he waited for Zanato to join. This was a place of shadowy dealings, not suited for a marine recruit, but Castor was the older brother figure, and their forthcoming discussion was far from ordinary.

As the seasoned man searched his kitchen for utensils to prepare their meal, Nox removed his thick fake spectacles, ready to initiate the conversation.

Breaking the silence, he began, "The ship I intend to steal belongs to the Nox Pirates - The Wailing Calamity is its name. Currently docked at the harbor, swarming with marine guards."

Twirling his chopsticks in the ramen, Nox eagerly slurped as he continued, "Furthermore, I need the ship repaired and moved to a concealed location. I am prepared to compensate you generously for a task of this magnitude. I'll provide the necessary parts by pilfering them from the harbor's bases."

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