[Episode] The Vineyard Scandal

Fri Apr 22, 2022 1:18 pm

Quest Details:

The Take Over

The unrest after the fall of the Vana General Gryphon spread throughout the land of Lvneel. Those who didn't have much to do with the dealings in shadows scoffed at the idea of a great knight loosing to a Three Eyed miscreant. Others who knew of Castor's heinous activities and unparalleled strength knew better than to even begin that line of thinking.

Regardless, Nox had suffered the lost of one of his executives in Victor and quickly worked on reshuffling his forces and fortifying the border. Newport spent his days whoring in the port towns, running up a bill charged to Nox's new franchise.

To which, Nox simply retorted:

"Eh. Tell him I'll cover half. The rest is coming out his share of the treasure from the Crown."

The aristocrat families all offered Castor land, treasure and even first daughters for him to look the other way at their assets and estates. However, Nox violently ripped away at their possessions, stripping them of their wealth and authority.

Most families fled to the capital to whine to the King's Council but their hands were full with the Viking Party that advanced with no forewarning.

A few households refused to pay, and such was today's agenda. Duchess Lizzie Lovecraft, a wicked women who made her name and wealth known for ruthless, witty and often times, unethical business practices.

She among a few other families refused to flee Vana and the idea of forfeiting their estates to a pirate was a joke to them. Until Castor started destroying various of their fortresses with his lightning abilities. Nonetheless, Lovecraft stood as the face of this resistance and Nox optioned to have a 'meeting' with her in person.

Duchess has other plans of course, all is fair in love and war correct.

Dressed in his usual ceremonial garb, Castor marched via horseback towards the Duchess house with no guard. It was a show of power and arrogance. He didn't even bother to alert Newport, his wounds from the scuffle with Gryphon had healed and he was on a high from his victory.

Vineyard Mont Blanc
Luxury Suit - Room A

Sitting draped behind thin linings, the slender silhouette of the Duchesses body tussled from side to side along the King sized bed. Ceasing her moans, "I ensure you boys understand your roles-tulu." the women inquired with her odd markee murmur often pitched at the end of her sentences.

"Brahahaa... Of course. We've dealt with troublesome rookies like Nox in the past. Haven't we? Brother." Jameson Pleasure, one half of the famous Pleasure Brother responded.

"Fero Fero... Indeed. Devil Fruit users are our speciality." Fester Pleasure, the other half of the duo chimed in.

"Perfect. One must fight fire with fire after all. Monsters must indeed kill monsters. You long-arm tribesman have always been great assets to my papa's growth-tulu." Love Craft added.

Slightly annoyed by the woman's racist undertones, Fester gripped for his pistol only to be halted by his brother's non-verbal cue.

"Your father was a good man. A bit eccentric but the coin was always good. We'll continue our long lasting relationship in good faith, sugar-foot. Just leave the pirate and his men to me." James declared, snatching his brother by the collar with his lasso like arm to drag him out of the room.

Word Count: 551/5000

| Tagged: @Kaiser

Notes: N/A

Sat Apr 23, 2022 9:55 am

In Kaiser's opinion, Lvneel had gone to shit, not that he cared one way or another, it was merely an observation of his. Something he had witnessed in the few weeks he had set foot on the island, talk of Castor O.Nox was everywhere and it was beginning to get a little annoying. All he wanted to do was drink, steal and bed a couple of women in peace, but not everyone had to ask him what he thought about some guy he'd probably never meet.

Shaking his head as if to rid himself of his thoughts, he had other plans tonight, he thought as he gazed at the Vineyard owned by the illustrious Duchess Lizzie Lovecraft. By the end of the night, he was going to be rich and with that thought in mind, he scaled the outer walls, making his way through the estate. Kaiser was a shadow in the night, unseen and unheard as he easily made his way inside, it was honestly child's play for him at this point in his life, long gone were the days of anxious movements and unsure motivations. Kaiser was now a ghost in all but spectral form as he glided through the halls of the estate unseen.

Finally arriving at the last room in the large hallway, his sack filled with precious metals and gold, was chucked over his shoulder and pressed close to his body to minimise any movement, making sure the items in the bag made little to no noise as he moved.

Opening the door slowly, agonizingly slowly, Kaiser crept across the soft rug laced floor eyes peeled and observant in search of any valuables. As he crept towards the wardrobe, to the left of the room, he had his back turned towards the king-sized bed, and that was his mistake.

Kaiser fully focused on lock picking the lower drawers of the wardrobe, was stopped cold as a voice whispered into the dimly lit room. "What do we have here, a thief, oh my how exciting-tulu." Turning sharply, he was mentally scolding himself, for being so unaware that the Duchess was not asleep.

"Exciting? Lady, you aren't all there are ya?" Kaiser questioned unable to understand how a civilian, a Duchess at that was excited to have a thief so close to her in her room.

"Of course this is exciting, I've been so bored and frustrated lately, thankfully you're here to help me out-tulu." The Duchess proclaimed boldly as if that was the plan from the start.

Taken aback by the woman, Kaiser was unable to make a comeback and remained silent, as he watched the woman who had by now started making her way towards him, slowly crawling across the bed. Kaiser couldn't help but imagine that he was prey and she was a hungry lioness out for some fresh meat. And like that he was pounced at, reacting quick, Kaiser had to catch the crazy woman to not alert any guards.

"Are ya crazy?" Kaiser couldn't help but ask as he glanced down at the woman he was now holding, arms tucked underneath her bare legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering in his ear. "Of course, all the best women are-tulu". Sighing he couldn't even bring himself to argue because she was honestly right in her opinion, they were in his eyes.

"Aha, well you're not wrong there darlin'", Kaiser whispered into her ear causing her to shiver, and for kaiser to tighten his grip to not let her drop.

"Well then what are you waiting for, the bed's over there-tulu." The Duchess replied, gesturing with her head.

BEDROOM ANTICS

Kaiser pulled away from the Duchess, panting slightly, laying on his back Kaiser turned his head to look at the Duchess across from him, something she had done herself, no words were spoken, the room filled with heavy silence and long looks. "Well that was fun but I've gotta be going." He said as he got himself up into a sitting position, it was only then that a knock on her door was heard and a voice was heard moments after. "Madam, the mercenaries you've hired are here. Should I direct them to the main room for you"?

A brief silence once again filled the room before a "Madam" from the door broke it. Sitting herself up, the Duchess tossed on her disregarded silk nightgown. "No, have them brought here-tulu." She replied turning to see Kaiser's look of panic briefly. Smiling at the sight of it, she giggled lightly before waving him off but not before one last comment. "Now don't miss me too much-tulu". Teasing grin on her face.

Kaiser having put on all his clothes, and grabbing his sack full of valuables, smirked at her last comment before leaving through her open window, throwing his sack outside making sure it landed somewhere covered up he then scaled the wall downwards, which wasn't as difficult as it looked once you've done it long enough and Kaiser had.

It was then he heard the sound of a horse, nearing the gates. Kaiser was sure he wasn't planning on staying long enough to find out who that was, all he had to do now was leave the estate. As he landed on the ground below, he patted himself thoroughly only to find an item missing. His mother's necklace, one she entrusted to him before her untimely death. He'd have to go back for it.

Looking at where the sack of valuables landed, he was sure it was safe for now, so once again, he made his way back into the estate.

Sat Apr 23, 2022 2:01 pm

The Take Over

"You're too anxious when it comes to bigots brother. Women like her are meant to be used... not valued. Control your anger."

"Fero Fero... That bitch's lucky you stopped me then... I'd put a bullet through her forehead for calling us monsters." Fester declared, spitting in disgust at the end of his sentence.

"Our focus should be on the Youngun' Nox. His logia abilities according to the files on the Bounty Hunter database are disturbing. I guess the rumors about his affinity to lightning are true." Jameson declared.

Grinning as he shone his shotgun, "We just got some new stock especially for DF users like himself fero... fero..."

"Be careful with those. A single one costs a quarter of that boys current bounty. Aim steady. You have a habit of getting ahead of yourself, brother."

"Chill Out Bro. I got this. Believe in me a little. I was always the one who had your back when we got into trouble as kids right?"

"Tch. You were also the reason 99% of the time we got into trouble in the first place." Jameson commented sighing.

Both of the Long Arm Tribesmen ears sparked when noise around the castle alerted the arrival of their target.

"Head to the roof." Jameson ordered.

"Stay Sharp." Fester warned.

The duo split ways, Jameson sharpened his instincts, beginning to practice his usual shadow boxing routine as he'd hobble through the crowd of fleeing soldiers towards the entrance of the castle.

At the front of the castle's walls, Castor discharged a loud thunderous blow to the wooden citadel's door, clearing a path for his charging horse who was unsettled from the noise created.

Tossing the Logia user through the hole in the wall, Castor unfazed, glided through air secluded by a plume of dust from the debris.

The guards riddled with nerves scrambled to reshuffle their formation. However, Castor's three glaring pupils stood out like a light house's beam on a foggy night.

Blood lust filled the air, the sound of the guards fighting to swallow the spit hardened in their throat could've been heard akin to a pin dropping in an empty room.

As the dust cleared, the grunt's visage became clearer and the intimating man from the gossip appeared to be but a traditional garbed runt.

The men broke out into laughter, as the rumor's portrayed Castor as this grotesque monster, all awhile, he was a man in his mid-twenties who looked in his late teens to the battle hardened savants who protected the Lovecrafts for generations.

This attitude didn't last very long. As the men cackled, Castor lightning disbursed along the citadel behind him, electrocuting the bodies of those at his rear akin to the charcoal look of a well done steak.

Licking his lips in delight, Castor took pleasure in the now Medusa stone faces of the soldiers directly in front.

Awe and fear took over their hearts once again, this time, unable to even summon an inkling of the similar glee from earlier. The citadel continued to be riddled with lightning, the burnt wood eventually combusting into flames.

The imp commenced his advance.

Finally arriving at the front of the Castle, the eight foot tall tribesman set his eyes on Nox.

Reaching into his traditional Chinese Gee with the symbols for 'Fierce' and 'Panther' embroidered in the fabric, the man revealed a pair of tonfa, a black metallic finish with steel handles wrapped in several layers of white tape. Worn and torn was the tape from several years of hard fought battles and rigorous practice.

Breaking the silence, as he'd spin the tonfa in a masterful manner:

"In my hometown of Kano. There's a practice of reading one's 'Ki' or 'Spirit'. It helps warriors determine what animals they are worthy of hunting. However... Your Ki reminds of a rabid wolves own.

Lost in your emotions... Driven by instincts not logic."

"Step aside. My business is with the lady of this castle." Nox declared, gesturing his hands open in a non-hostile manner.

"I'm afraid I cant do that, Mr.Nox. After all, I am being paid to exterminate you." Jameson stated grinning his piano key lengthy teeth.

Lunging into the air as swift a bolt of lightning, Castor attempted to knee the assailant in his face, only to be intercepted by a cross guard using his tonfa.

"Oh." Castor retorted intrigued.

"I heard you were a blade-master. I hope this isn't some kind of act of pity."

"I broke my blade in my last fight. I've been conquering these aristocratic pricks bare handed." Castor declared with an arrogant grin.

"Word to the wise... that kind of attitude against me will get you killed." Jameson headed.

Pushing off the guard, Castor flipped backwards, following the motion with a single stream lined beam of lighting that engulfed the entire man's body.

"I hate it when people try to tell me what to do."

"You should listen sometimes. It might save you a life time of heartache.

Juke Shot - Wind Cyclone."

After being blasted backwards several meters from a pillar of lighting, crashing into the castles murky moat, from beneath the watery surface six pressurized waves of air danced menacingly towards the logia, cutting Castor into six pieces.

Screaming out in agony, the guards who survived in the fortress celebrated the image of the fractured pirate.

"Silence you fools!" Jameson barked. "Take this seriously Nox! Your attitude is beginning to infuriate me!"

As his severed head floated seemingly suspended in mid-air, a grin shot across the diced pirates face.

"Aha." Castor declared in disappointment.

The guards who onlooked the exchange eyes popped of their skull in amazement, the man wasn't dead at all but seemingly a chopped up levitating corpse.

Several bolts of lightning converge to the center of the man's divide parts, within seconds Castor was whole again. Sticking out his tongue teasingly, "You'd think after being a Logia user for so long... I'd get tired of doing 'that'.But it gets me everytime." Castor declared smirking.

Climbing out the moat, Jameson winced from the salt water soaking into the burns caused by Castor's last attack.

Word Count: 1568/5000

| Tagged: @Kaiser

Notes: N/A

Sun Apr 24, 2022 7:40 pm

As he climbed the back of the estate, footsteps were heard right beneath him. A deep baritone voice echoed off the walls as the man below seemed to be talking to someone nearby. They must be the mercs hired earlier. "Can't believe I forgot about them". He thought as he continued climbing but that was put to a pause.

As a galloping horse was heard in the distance, the heavy footsteps echoed louder until Kaiser was sure the man was no outside the estate and came to see who was causing all the commotion. A sudden crashing noise was heard, and all turned to see what it was. As they wondered a horse leapt brilliantly out of the smoke and onto the estates grounds. Nobody seemed to know what to do, as they all stared at the scene dumbfounded, and that was when they felt it, the cold chill racing down their spines. a stiffening fear as the air grew heavy and the gravity dug into their backs and attempted to crush them.

And then it was gone, faded as if it never happened. "Gosh this guy's a monster", Kaiser mumbled to himself but Kaiser was not one to let such feelings of fear sink in.

Watching the on growing scene below him, he stayed put and watched it all unfold before his very eyes. A sudden thundering laughter filled the silence. Turning to the origin of the sound, Kaiser saw it was the two long armed giants, followed by the guards, Kaiser could almost tell why they were laughing, as the frightening scenes of before didn't seem to fit the image of a young man in his late teens. But Kaiser knew as soon as he'd felt that terrifying aura that this man was not one to underestimate.

Thunder blinked down unto the unsuspecting fools, that were the guards selected to protect the Manor, the silence that followed after was deafening, as the fear stricken faces were ash white in fright.

Knowing he'd have to risk climbing once again in order to get to the banister above, he stealthily attempted to climb up, however missed his footing and because of that, a small piece of gravel rolled down the side and landed onto an unsuspecting guard below. Looking up almost immediately, he spotted Kaiser trying to flee the area. "We've got another one", he shouted taking out his flintlock pistol and aiming.

Pulling the trigger, he grazed Kaiser's leg, and due to the surprise of getting it as, well, as the shock and pain of getting hit. Kaiser plummeted to the ground below, managing to just about land safely using skills taught to him in his youth.

Not wanting to wait for the guard to catch up to him, Kaiser slipped into the shadows and away from his previous location, as he avoided the guards surrounding the area, he took a peak around the corner and it was here he witnessed the death of who he knew now to be Castor O. Nox or at least what he had assumed was the death but it seemed that the rumours were indeed true and that Castor had eaten a devil fruit and became a true monster of the seas.

Captivated by the sight of Castor's headless levitating body, he was then further amazed by the show of lightning seemingly put his body back together. But as luck would have it, he was once again and now attempting to protect himself as he dodged and weaved the attacks coming from the guard in front of him. Unaware that he had been moving closer and closer to the entrance of the garden. Stepping out of the dark, Kaiser almost winced at the artificial light, caused from the oil lamps, hung across the garden.

Dealing with the guards with relative ease, he found he was nearer to the entrance of the garden, Locking onto the young man in front of him, kaiser grinned slightly. "Hey, how's it going". He asked almost mockingly.

Sun Apr 24, 2022 9:49 pm

Castor O. Nox uses LT(Heaven's Kata - Skewer) on F&J
Castor O. Nox uses LT(Heaven's Kata - Black Spot) on F&J
Castor O. Nox uses LT(Heaven's Kata - Will-o'-wisp) on self
Castor O. Nox uses UT(N/A) on F&J

Newport uses MT on F&J
Newport uses UT on F&J

F&J uses MT on Castor O. Nox
F&J uses LT on Castor O. Nox
F&J uses LT on Castor O. Nox
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F&J uses LT on Newport
F&J uses LT on Newport
F&J uses UT on Castor O. Nox
F&J uses UT on Newport

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USED 3 TECHNIQUES | 0 TOGGLES | 0 HAKI:

3 TECHNIQUES ACTIVE | 0 TOGGLES | 0 HAKI ACTIVE:

3 TECHNIQUES COOLING DOWN | 0 HAKI COOLING DOWN:

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Fester & Jameson STATS:

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Sun Apr 24, 2022 9:49 pm

The member 'Castor O. Nox' has done the following action : Dice Roll

#1 'Reflex Check' : 18, 13, 4, 17

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#2 'Reflex Check' : 11, 14

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#3 'Reflex Check' : 10, 6, 5, 6, 6, 11, 10

Sun Apr 24, 2022 10:11 pm

The Take Over

Walking leisurely out of the moat towards the imp, the confidence that surrounded Jameson exuded suave and moxie.

"My father used to tell us all the time... The decisions you make as a man have nothing to do with 'good' or 'bad'... Those are just concepts people create to put boundaries around their living... because all of us... Deep down are afraid to be truly free." Jameson theorized.

Impatient, Castor once again went on the offensive. Reaching underneath his kimono, he'd reveal three small metallic bars which he'd fashion between the crevices of his fingers confidently. Electrifying the metal, they'd begin to resonate with the discharge, and shoot off towards Jameson aggressively.

"Freedom isn't some philosophical idea. We all choose to be free everyday through the decisions we make. Boundaries are for the mundane, the truly great people make those up on the fly." Castor retorted.

Hopping around from side to side, then back and forth, Jameson avoided the flying scrap metal several times as they'd violently wedge into the ground. After every fail attempt however, the bars would rise from the dirt, and home onto the tribesman's location.

One by one, each of the bars turned into skewers, eventually pinning the man into the ground before disbursing large volumes of electrical currents throughout the victim's vessel.

"Bahaha.... Excuse me if I don't take ideas on freedom from a maniacal murderer with daddy issues." Jameson concluded, ripping each skewer from his body and flinging them onto the floor.

Watching from the comforts of her room via Den Den Mushi, Duchess Lovecraft poured herself a glass of the estates finest wine and observed the conflict at hand. Admiring the piece of jewelry left behind from the thief, the woman fiddled with the piece along the lines of her fingers.

The staff within the castle nervously gathered in her chambers, after hearing rumors about what happened to the staff of the last conquered areas - stories of looting, killings and being sold into fighting for the new Vana leader's goal, domination.

Knocking on the door during the commotion, Fester returned to the room instead of heading to the roof. Bursting through the door as soon as it open, the man shuffled with great speed to before the woman's bed space. Two of her personal guard sprung into motion only to find themselves with permanent tunnels in their brain, dug by the bullets from his Colt.

Pointing the barrel of his shotgun against the woman's head, "See. I just can't let it go. I hate you inferior humans looking down on our genetics as peculiar. When your people were the last... and most Neanderthal in populating the planet." Fester declared in avid disgust.

Confidently, the woman opened her mouth and shoved the nozzle of the barrel between her lips. Closing her eyes as if she'd accepted her fate, Fester was absolutely baffled at the woman's actions. After about a minute of awkward silence, the tension was cut in the room with the woman removing her jaws from around the gun's mouth, and laughing manically.

"You don't have the balls to pull that trigger. Maybe if it was your father... or brother but you just don't have it in you to kill me until you get paid. No... It isn't the berri is it? Pride. About what I said earlier... Do you need me to batt my eyes like a sweet little damsel in distress would... Cry about how sorry I am. I refuse. You're species is meant to be used and tossed away by us, the superior race.

Sure. We populated the planet the latest... but we did it the best-tulu." Lovecraft boasted confidently.

Withdrawing his weapon, Fester retreated dejected.

"I wanted to see what kind of woman you were one on one. I hate bigots but it's okay now I understand now... You've already been spoiled to the core." Fester concluded.

"Nothing on my body is 'pure' or 'untouched'. I quite prefer it that way. Rotten and used to the very core for my own selfish desires!" Lovecraft shouted, waving off the spiritually defeated vigilante.

With a bitter taste in his mouth, Fester continued up the nearby staircase adjacent from Lovecraft's entrance heading towards the roof.

Word Count: 2,271/5000

| Tagged: @Kaiser

Notes: N/A

Fri Jun 10, 2022 5:08 pm

Kaiser facepalmed internally, wincing at his lame introduction. *Really, How's it going. That's the best I've got.* He almost sighed as his anxiety flared up to the max but fortunately his mouth was faster, "So we've got a devil fruit user and a few guards nothing I can't handle, well then let's have it." And like that he threw himself back into the fight, knocking out any guards that advanced on his position, making sure to guard his injured leg. He knew if he took any more damage to his leg it would make it almost impossible for him to come out of this conflict unscathed or at least more damaged than he already was.

Trying to hide the wince caused by the pain of his left leg, Kaiser ducked and weaved past numerous guards as he attempted to attack the long-armed giant from behind but as luck would have it, his movements weren't as swift as he would have hoped due to his leg and he was easily countered, thrown backwards into a wall which he bounced off, leaving him gasping as the air was forcibly removed from his lungs temporarily. "Fuck that hurt".

As he regained his breath, he was immediately swarmed by more armed guards who had just arrived on the scene. "Come on guys, can't you see the main characters are fighting, you're all just cannon fodder at this point and with that he attacked.

Gazing at the downed guards in mock pity, "do you see now, even now you're nothing but flies to me, and Caster, you're definitely less than that, just give up and go home seriously".

Looking away from the defeated men, he gazed across the garden now turned battlefield and noticed a black silhouette in the shadows on top of the roof. With a quick turn of his head he saw that Castor was handling himself with the Giant brothers and with that in mind he made his way towards the rooftop once again scaling the walls of the building making sure to watch his steps carefully this time lest he drops like before.

Upon reaching the rooftop, Kaiser caught his breath before tightening the makeshift bandage that he made from his shirt to apply pressure on his leg. Moving forward, stealthily or as stealthily as one could with a bum leg, he was soon found out by the man, who called him out.

"Fuck!" he harshly whispered. Coming out of the shadows, Kaiser faced the man or giant should he say as it was one of the giant brothers. "Well someone's been eating their greens huh".

By the way, the giant growled before spitting out "At least I'm not a puny shrimp like you. And like that Kaiser knew he was in for a world of hurt once the fight began, so he attacked, swaying left and right in a rhythm before unleashing a roundhouse kick aimed at the Giant's torso hoping to catch him.

However, the Giant countered using his long reach, to grab Kaiser by the leg and launch him towards a nearby wall, causing the breath to forcibly leave his lungs, leaving him stunned as a double-fisted smash came his way. Feeling the full force of the blow, Kaiser's attempt at regaining his composure was lost as he faceplanted on the hard cement below, blood leaking from his nose as he tried to get up. "Trying to fool me, you've got to try harder than that tiny man".

"Okay, time out, gimme a minute," Kaiser said, as he watched the giant stroll closer towards him. *Damn those stupidly long arms of his.* Luckily he was able to roll dodging a bullet aimed at his previous position, Looking at where the bullet struck and then towards the Giant, he cursed under his breath before getting up. *, Of course, he's got a gun* he mumbled to himself, once again e launching himself at his opponent attempting land a punch aimed at the opponents face.

As they both dropped, Kaiser rolled off the giant he got up on his feet, eyeing his opponent as they shook the cobwebs away and got back onto their feet. "Is that all you've got? I've been hit harder by the wind." He said as he spat out a glob of blood.

"Now let's see how you handle this" suddenly a ferocious spray of bullets, flew towards Kaiser, causing his eyes to widen in surprise before he moved, lunging left away from his previous position. Just as he thought it was over, another onslaught began as he moved again this time, getting caught by two bullets to the arm. One on his shoulder and another on his forearm. Kaiser hissed loudly at the sudden pain, cursing his injured leg for slowing him down.

Cursing his luck, Kaiser cursed before scattering in a frenzy of flower petals, as they glimmered beautifully in under the moonlit sky, hoping to use this chance to retreat temporarily and take care of his wounds.

@Castor O. Nox

[Episode] The Vineyard Scandal