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[World Event] A Fool's Errand

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Anne La Tene
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Volo Rosso
[tracker=/t2130-volo-rosso-airheart#12332]
Name : Volo Rosso Airheart
Epithet : Red Wing Volo
Age : 19
Height : 6'0"
Weight : 190
Species : Human
Faction : Pirate
Crew : Red Wing Pirates
Ship : Emilia
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Moku Moku no mi
Bounty : [ber=r] 30,000,000
Quality Score : S
EXP Bonus : +0.20 (to all allies)
Balance : [ber] 85,378,125
[[untouchable]][[childofdestiny]][[punchoutguru]]
Posts : 107

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Thu May 23, 2024 6:17 pm
Volo soared across the ferry in a single bound leaving behind a trail of swirling gray smoke.

"Oi! Karl, what's goi-...?!!!!" Going from a potentially epic landing to having his legs swept out from under him. Letting out a panicked yell as the pi(lot)rate found himself tumbling face-first into the wooden planks of the deck.

"What the hell was that?!" Looking around stunned, "I swore..." His eyes locked onto his new chore-boy backing him up, though his aim left much to be desired. "Yeeesh.."

"Oi, new guy, I appreciate the effort, ya know, following orders and all...." He paused for a moment to point out Karl and the man he was tussling with. "But uhh, the guys over here."

Dusting himself off, Volo cocked his head to the side. "Wha...?" He began to frantically rummage through his pockets. "Shit, shit, shit..." Mumbling as he darted his head in every direction, left, right, up, down. Each time the movement grew more and more panicked

"No. No. No."

Then the chore boy saved the day.

"Idiots! I found who has your stuff! Grab 'em!"

Cracking his knuckles in anger, "Don't worry Susu, I'm coming!"

Chapter 5

Volo mostly ignored the human cutting board, his mind drifting as he took in the surroundings. The absent-minded look on his face, as he picked his nose, did wonders to sell Winny's story. A true engineer if there ever was one.

Only the arrival of the Fishman snapped the boy back to reality, and just like Winny, stars appeared in his eyes at the sight of his first. "Wow!" Volo shouted.

"Shishishishi! You should join my crew!" Snickering as he mimicked the Fishman's puffed chest. Unable to contain his excitement at the thought of a race between the three of them. The rowdy trio became fast friends, growing louder with every word.

Until a rotund monocle quieted the scene with the weight of his words. Words that once again had Volo drifting off into a world of his own.

WC 333/5,248
Sabian McQueen
Sabian McQueen
[tracker=/t1159-sabian-t-mcqueen-s-tracker#6173]
Name : Sabian T. McQueen
Epithet : Lockjaw
Age : 28
Height : 6'3"
Weight : 220lbs
Species : Human
Faction : New Revolutionary Army
Crew : L’Aube Du Monde
Crew Role : Painter | Second In Command
Devil Fruit : Ryu Ryu no Mi (Dragon-Dragon Fruit), Model: Allosaurus
Quality Score : A
Balance : [bel] 189,850,000
[[jurassicbark]]

Posts : 74

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Sunflower (向日葵)



Disguised as dingy dock workers, the best way to describe the duo’s garb, Maquet and Sabian quickly chipped through the docks. Well, Sabian did, but after a while, he realized his pace was a little too upbeat for Conrad. After pondering it for a bit, he also noticed she had opted to put on her hood, such a great idea for covert work!

“Biahalala! I should’ve gotten a hoodie myself!” Sabian announced cheerfully.

Remnants of the squabbles between the marines and pirates riddled the yard, and minimal staff or ships remained. It was almost a ghost town; those who remained were fragments of each side trying to get a grip on what had just occurred. It would be a while before the duo encountered anyone.

“You two!” A voice called out in the distance. Reluctant at first, Sabian hardened his resolve and walked over like a stiff tin man towards the stranger—acting wasn’t his forte at all.

“Good day to you,” Sabian responded, trying to change his voice to a deeper pitch.

“It’s well into the afternoon, you nut! What’s with your voice? You got a cold or something?! Anyways! Grab a box! We gotta get this cargo ready for the emergency vessels the Big Boss is sending! Those damn marines and pirates! They made a mess of our shipping schedule! Ain’t no way we’ll make that order to Carbuncle in time!” the dock worker declared, scoffing in dismay.

Sighing a breath of relief, Sabian switched to auto-pilot for manual labor. Digging through his stolen backpack, he secured a pair of rugged gloves to his hands and began moving the inventory as instructed. The disgruntled manager then handed over a clipboard to Maquet to keep a record of the stock being moved into a nearby hangar.

“These boxes are heavy! What in the world is in them?” Sabian thought to himself as he huffed and puffed along.

“Heavy, huh?” the manager exclaimed. “We get shipments with these weird logos on them all the time. No clue what’s inside them. I’m just told to handle them with care because they belong to some big shot trader on Carbuncle,” the factory worker explained.

“Probably some kind of rock. Yeah. Definitely some heavy rocks,” Sabian exclaimed dimwittedly.

The worker broke out into laughter. “I certainly don’t think we’d be shipping rocks! Though these boxes are as heavy as one! You jest! I like you, kid. Takes a lot of guts to come and work even after that mess with the marines!” the manager exclaimed.

Resting down the cargo, Sabian took a seat atop one of the boxes. “What happened there anyway? I was late for work evidently,” Sabian inquired.

“The marines and this pirate dude with a Gurdy got into a squabble. I heard a samurai marine took him down. Now us workers are left to clean up the mess, and a few of the pirates have fled marine capture—meaning it’s not even safe around here, but guys gotta eat, you know what I mean!” the manager explained.

Pondering the worker's words, the duo continued to move boxes into the container's walls. They exchanged idle chit-chat about gossip around the dock, workers who had scandalous romances, and managers who’d been abusing their power, accepting bribes.

“I think this whole mess has to do with the Iron Beast,” the worker exclaimed, finally finishing the job and gesturing for Maquet and Sabian to join him for coffee.

“Iron Beast? As in the Warlord?” Sabian inquired, remembering reading about him in the latest Coo at headquarters.

“Yeah. His name came up while the workers were cleaning up the marines' mess. We factory workers don’t get much action, you know, so gossip spreads fast in these little hollow walls! Don’t let the dock size fool you! We always have little tidbits of information!” the man declared with pride.

La Crima Docks - 12:45 p.m.


Pouring himself a glass of coffee into a small silver canister, he decorated the hot beverage with an array of sugars and milk. Sipping slowly, opting to blow and then drink to avoid burning his lips, the worker, void of time and place, divulged the activities and nitty-gritty details of the marine’s earlier squabble.

Suddenly, a loudspeaker announcement went through the dock’s snail com. “All available hands to the main entrance! There’s a pack of circus workers trying to illegally access the dock! I said, all hands to the west entrance!” the intercom message broadcasted.

@Noah  @Anne La Tene



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Sabian’sTracker


Group Details and Order :
Noah
Noah
[tracker=/t2666-tracker-noah-lacroix#17180]
Name : Noah Lacroix
Epithet : Red Falcon
Age : 18
Height : 1.88m
Weight : 86Kg
Species : Human
Faction : New Revolutionary Army
Crew : L'Aube du Monde
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Falcon
Quality Score : B
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 15,000,000
Balance : [bel] 8,779,821
[[childofdestiny]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 81

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Sun May 26, 2024 6:12 pm
The ongoing hustle and bustle gave Noah a certain amount of relief. Given how many of the officials were looking into the bombing, he most certainly enjoyed the reduced attention they were giving the dock workers. However, it might be best to escape before all the officials would eventually take their time to look into the dock workers again.

[plyr=revo]”Be wary. We better get out of here as soon as we find a suitable escape.”[/plyr] Noah kept his voice down, but with all the actual dock workers' conversations, he could have spoken louder without drawing any real attention. Kathy nodded, slowly moving forward, as fast as the crowd allowed.

Not long after, though, the bigger group the revolutionaries were in suddenly stopped. Noah needed a moment to find the reason but eventually disliked what he saw. Even though the group stood in front of what looked like an exit, marine soldiers were unwilling to let anybody leave so easily. Officials were animatedly arguing with the people in the front, but did not seem to budge.

"Hey, look over there.", Kathy mumbled into Noah’s ears, while nodding and looking at an alleyway. It was enough to gain Noah’s attention, without alarming passersby. When Noah looked over there, he saw how some dock workers detached from the group and entered said alleyway. "This might be a better solution, right?"

Given how eager the few soldiers in front of the group were to argue, quickly detaching from the group might now be the escape the revolutionaries needed. Trusting in the locals’ knowledge, Noah decided to take this risk before security would tighten again. As an answer, Noah nodded, grabbed Kathy’s hand so that he would not lose her so easily in the ensuing struggle to get out of the group, and walked near the alleyway.

Others started to do the same, but before any officials realised what happened, the revolutionaries were already out of sight. [plyr=revo]”Good, better step it up a notch before they send a patrol this way!”[/plyr] Noah rushed to leave the crime scene without wasting time, with Kathy following his lead. Luckily for them, no officials were chasing them any time soon.

A few minutes later, Noah felt safe enough to speak again. [plyr=revo]”Now, we only need a way to get to Carbuncle.”[/plyr] Noah had an idea to travel in a worst-case scenario, but he was sure not all of his companions would be similarly inclined. "Maybe we should try to contact or reunite with the others?" Noah had to agree- finding a passage was what the others wanted to take care of. Thus, with a new goal in mind, they started to move again.

WC: 445 | 4,370/10,000
Pikasso
Pikasso
[tracker=/t2393-aya-pikasso-ruiz#14697]
Name : Aya Ruiz
Epithet : "Pikasso"
Age : 25
Height : 4'5"
Weight : 120 lb
Species : Mink
Faction : Civilian/Other
Alliance : Nox Prime
Crew : P.T.S.D.
Ship : Dead Air
Crew Role : Procurement Specialist
Devil Fruit : Suke Suke no Mi
Quality Score : S+
Balance : [bel] 302,000,000
[[childofdestiny]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 97

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Sun May 26, 2024 7:02 pm
This was all going easier than expected. With the squad of lesser minks more interested in distracting themselves than keeping track of their belongings, it was easy to poke paws into unprotected pockets.

A lighter and some little stuffed squirrel now sat snug as a bug in her own sweater pocket.

With all the commotion of accusations of theft going on, the invisible thief let herself linger two seconds too long. With the weird baton now invisible and in hand, she found herself staring up into the face of the white-haired lesser mink.

It took a moment of complete stillness for Aya to realize he still couldn't see her. It was a bittersweet moment of relief, quickly overshadowed as it dawned on her that he certainly seemed to have seen the theft.

That seemed as good an opportunity as any to turn tail and leave.

Not long after her heels hit the deck to run, a distressed chill ran up the Mink's spine.

Catching sight of the goop that now stuck to her shoulder wrung a shrill yelp out of her.

" ...Ew! "

The runty red panda grimaced and tried to wipe away the wax. It was no more pleasant to have on her hand. With an unseen flick of the wrist she attempted to sling it off.

The shouting and the sound of cracking knuckles behind her was a clear reminder that now was not the time to dawdle.

With frantic footfall she put distance between herself and the others now being rallied.

"...Keep your goo to yourself!"

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Sabian McQueen
Sabian McQueen
[tracker=/t1159-sabian-t-mcqueen-s-tracker#6173]
Name : Sabian T. McQueen
Epithet : Lockjaw
Age : 28
Height : 6'3"
Weight : 220lbs
Species : Human
Faction : New Revolutionary Army
Crew : L’Aube Du Monde
Crew Role : Painter | Second In Command
Devil Fruit : Ryu Ryu no Mi (Dragon-Dragon Fruit), Model: Allosaurus
Quality Score : A
Balance : [bel] 189,850,000
[[jurassicbark]]

Posts : 74

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Sun May 26, 2024 11:20 pm
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Sunflower (向日葵)



La Crima Docks - 12:50 p.m.


At the entrance, the marines and dock workers struggled to keep the carnies, who randomly demanded access to the docks, at bay. However, with two strong stomps of the Bunny Mink Boss's feet, the carnies gained entrance to the docks in no time.

“What a mess you’ve caused for our troop, Genie. I hope that blonde is worth it,” the Big Boss inquired.

“After he bowed his head and begged us like that… How could I say no?” Genie responded, scratching her head nervously.

“Well, aside from your work with the knives, you are one of the best navigators I’ve known on the seas. How else has our troop been able to travel from sea to sea with only seasickness to our name of ailments?” the Big Boss declared with a chuckle.

A squadron of gunmen arrived to quell the situation. The dock workers ran for cover while still trying to maintain a safe enough distance to monitor the chaos.

Dashing towards the entrance, Sabian abandoned his boxing lifting gig to greet the incoming posse. Waving his hands frantically, the circus workers noticed the brightly smiling artist signal in the distance. The Big Boss made quick work of the gunmen, using her electro to paralyze the Lesser Minks.

“Onward!” the Big Boss shouted.

With Maquet to his rear, Sabian reunited with Genie, whom he’d rendezvoused with earlier while Noah set up the mission at the docks.

“I’ve found a ship that they’re docking merchandise on! I’m not sure what kind of vessel you’re in the market for, but we can’t waste any more time on La Crima! I’m confident that Noah’s going to contact me at any time,” Sabian stated.

“You keep saying, ‘We have to go!’ But where to?! You just came storming into our tent asking for passage across the seas and a competent navigator but never said where we’re going!” Genie exclaimed.

“Eh. Ugh. Car- I can’t quite pronounce it. Look! Noah will cover the hard parts. I just had to find our ticket across the waters. It was either that or flying on the Captain’s wings! I’ve seen him fly; I think I’ll take my chances with you, Genie!” Sabian barked as the group paraded through the docks.

It was truly a sight to behold: elephants and troops of carnies rebelled inside the almost emptied La Crima Docks.

@Noah  @Anne La Tene



Word Count: 398. 5,750/10,000


Sabian’sTracker


Group Details and Order :
Anne La Tene
Anne La Tene
[tracker=/t2747-tracker-anne-la-tene#17931]
Name : Anne La Tene
Epithet : Iron Fencer Maquet
Age : 0
Species : Human
Faction : Revolutionaries
Balance : [bel] 2,050,000
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 17

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Fri May 31, 2024 5:36 pm
So far, Maquet’s hoodie worked well, comforting her like a cloak of invisibility. If this continued in such a manner, perhaps she wouldn’t have any problems at all-

[npc=misc]”You two!”[/npc]

Damn.

Maquet froze, contemplating her next move. Luckily, Sabian fielded the question, and the two were not caught - simply admonished for not working fast enough, and were told the worker’s problems and worries. She simply nodded in response, and was ready to get to work lifting boxes.

This was a role she could slip into easily. Carrying heavy objects was not a problem for her, given her physique and work ethic. She could also just tune out her worries and focus on the job.

Unfortunately, that thought did not last, as she was assigned the role of keeping inventory instead. Ugh, paperwork, she sighed internally. The worst part of any job. At least it was something to keep her mind off the situation. Meanwhile, she could listen to the information being freely handed out by the dockworker. She nearly fumbled her clipboard at the mention of the Iron Beast; things seemed to be getting more and more complicated and dangerous. Across the way, another “dockworker” - Sergeant Stout in disguise - sighed and shook his head. Was it at hearing Iron Beast, or was it at Maquet’s near-mistake?

Then some hell nearly broke loose. Maquet took cover behind a box before the gunmen could open fire. When that didn’t seem to happen, she glanced around the corner to see Sabian’s friends having taken care of the situation.

Now with the group, Maquet stayed silent and listened. It looked as if she was rejoining the circus. She hoped she didn’t have to put on the sea monster routine again. At least she was getting a ride, if they could make it there.


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Orion Montgomery
Orion Montgomery
[tracker=/t2718-tracker-orion-montgomery#17682]
Name : Orion T. Montgomery
Age : 26
Height : 6'8"
Weight : 283 lbs
Species : Human
Faction : Pirate
Alliance : N/A
Crew : The Vintage Horde
Ship : N/A
Crew Role : Antiquarian
Devil Fruit : Arai Arai no Mi (Rough-Rough Fruit)
Bounty : [bel=r] 12,500,000
Quality Score : S+
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 15,000,000
Balance : [bel] 41,959,429
[[bookworm]][[hardboiled]][[dulcetvirtuoso]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]][[socialdistancing]]
Posts : 48

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Fri May 31, 2024 9:30 pm
Upon the Ferry, ~12:15 PM

Orion knew this particular brand of misunderstanding could be solved with simple words. He could even sympathize with the man. Orion too, was passionate for his beloved trinkets. Ironically enough, Orion did have a lighter, multiple in fact. Ones he would have been more than happy to share, along with the bottles of beer, and the well-loved–if soggy–carton of old cigarettes.

Unfortunately, now, he just didn't give a shit.

Between having his hard-won gifts rejected, thrifty fingers trying to feel up his goodies, and a pair of twins rushing to join the fun, Orion didn't have it in him to stop the problem before it got any bigger. The second those exploring digits started to reach for his duster, pockets full of precious bric-a-brac, he had sealed away that valuable cargo. The friction of those pocket seams raised so high it may have been titanium velcro.

Searching fingers would find no purchase with him.

That probably was enough to let the wild-eyed blonde run out of steam, except Orion couldn't help himself. Or rather, he chose not to help himself. That's the thing, petty vengeance.

A shit-eating grin, and a knowing look. He'd get his revenge.

"Woah there, tiger. I know I brought you a drink but don't you think you are skipping a few steps? You haven't even introduced me to your friends yet."

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Hyde Garland
Hyde Garland
[tracker=/t2330-hyde-garland#14068]
Name : Hyde Garland
Epithet : Death Dealer
Age : 23
Species : Human
Faction : Pirate
Devil Fruit : Fude Fude no Mi
Bounty : [ber=r] 13,000,000
Quality Score : A
Balance : [bel] 344,550,000
[[hardboiled]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 88

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Sun Jun 02, 2024 10:26 pm
Hyde's eyes scanned the island from above, keeping an eye on the naval ship as it drew closer to Sinister Eyeland, but at the same time trying to see any sight of Nesbitt. The man was his only lead as far as he was concerned. Well, there WAS the possibility of spotting the Iron Beast himself if he indeed was on the island (and why would he think otherwise?), but approaching a shichibukai such as him, even under the pretenses of friendship, was an absolutely idiotic move. Now, best to find someone to introduce him to the man first. Get in that way.

Of course, remaining in the air like this was risky. All it took was someone to look up and spot him, and he wasn't sure just how long the bird would last. He had made sure to wear gloves to keep his hands from smudging the ink, but he had never ridden on his creations for so long. He had to land and soon.

Finally, his eyes caught sight of his target. Nesbitt, coming off of the ship, under escort it seemed. He didn't take time to look at exactly who was escorting him, seeing his chance to finally land and get out of the open air. The marine ship was close by. Surely the island defenses had noticed it by now, right?

Quickly, the large bird carrying Hyde dove down towards Carbuncle. He knew he couldn't land too close to his target. Even with the fighting about to get underway, he had to be careful. All it took was a few eyes seeing him and everything would go to hell very quickly. As the bird descended to one of the roof tops, Hyde quickly lept off of the bird's back, rolling along the tiles and quickly grabbing hold to keep himself from sliding off. At the same time, he consciously dispelled the bird itself, the large avian quickly vanishing, leaving nothing but a large drawing on the roof. No need to keep the thing around and potentially draw attention to himself. This was a stealth mission after all. Always had been.

He remained silent for a moment, his body pressed flat against the roof as he listened, trying to hear any signs of commotion or that anybody had seen or heard his entrance. He remained there for a good few moments, hearing nothing out of the ordinary background sounds before he gave a sigh of relief. His infiltration had gone off without a hitch. "Nailed it," he murmured softly to himself, before pushing himself up to take a look around. Step one had worked out. Now he had to just keep out of sight. "Now then, I do believe he was this was..."

-----@$@-----

Hyde honestly felt like he was certainly getting used to this whole stealth thing, slipping from rooftop to rooftop, making his way towards his target, before over the edge of a roof, he could see them. Nesbitt and the escort that was accompanying him. Now that he had more time to look at them better, he was recognizing them as the revolutionaries he had been speaking with back in La Crima. So, he had travelled with them huh? Right now, they seemed to be talking with someone regarding a ship? A repiar crew of some sort? Honestly nothing worthy of note. None of it stuck out as anything he could save for later.

Of course, now this was going to be a problem. He sincerely doubted the revolutionaries were going to allow him anywhere near the man, especially with their suspicions about the bombing in the Briss Kingdom. Though if he could at least keep an eye on them, perhaps there would be some juicy info he can pick up. And who knows, there was always the chance that Nesbitt would be alone at some point. Keeping himself low and out of sight, Hyde continued to watch and follow.


Post Word Count: 656
Total Word Count: 4,514
Karl Friedrich
Karl Friedrich
[tracker=/t1546-karl-friedrich#8615]
Name : Karl Friedrich
Epithet : Venomous Bartender
Age : 20
Height : 6 feet 1 inch (1.85m)
Weight : 176 lbs (80kg)
Species : Human
Faction : Pirate
Crew : Red Wing Pirates
Ship : Emilia
Crew Role : Bartender
Devil Fruit : Doku Doku no Mi (Venom-Venom Fruit)
Bounty : [ber=r] 10,000,000
Quality Score : B
Balance : [ber] 133,726,643
[[childofdestiny]][[masterchef]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 101

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:19 pm
The cheeky comment went right over the head as Karl was on a mission to get back what was taken from him. Fortunately for the long-haired fellow, he did not have what Karl was seeking. Once he had searched the man through without any results, Karl took a step back to observe his surroundings.

A vessel barely worth the name of a ferry, some ropes, a donut-shaped lifesaver, and lots of sea... That's all his eyes could register. But the ears were giving Karl a piece of completely other information.

"Idiots! I found who has your stuff! Grab 'em!" "Don't worry Susu, I'm coming!"

Not for a moment did it even occur to Karl to question it... Why the crew mascot named Susu was stolen? But he certainly was on the move immediately as he got the clue who might have what he was looking for.

To Karl's surprise, he was against an invisible foe, or so the foe thought until the wax of the chore boy fell on her. With the wax revealing the location of the filthy thief and the high and 'mighty' scream betraying it even further, Karl had his target set.

[plyr=pirt]"Who dared?!"[/plyr]

Indeed... Who dared? It did not matter, Karl was going to get his lighter back!

~2.00 PM
Carbuncle Port
Sinister Eyeland

[plyr=pirt]"Honestly you furry creature, who the heck steals a lighter... Honestly."[/plyr]

Karl mumbled audibly with the cigarette between his lips, ready to light it and huff its toxins into his system. Fortunately, they had made it to the island without any other incidents... Especially since the early morning crash was still haunting him.

In this town of industry, one could see people of all sorts of life... The workers of docks, and factories, people living off of scraps, some surviving solely from the bare necessities they were provided. It did not take long for Winny, the boy who the group was following to spot a lad sticking out of the crowd easily.

A Fishman was a rare sight, but not something that Karl had not seen before. Life as a bartender is an eventful one... This particular fishman was easy for Karl to remember in the future, however... The mannerism of speech. One that could easily make the head hurt.

Thus Karl elected to not bring any attention to himself, start a fight, or seek to speak with anyone new unless necessary... After all, that's what the thin man had requested of the group who he seemed to recognize from somewhere.

Soon after, they were led to a shabby-looking warehouse in need of repair. Taking a glance around, Karl looked at Volo then Winny, and then the man who had led them here taking in the role of a monitor. [plyr=pirt]"Hold on... Are we the workers here? We are supposed to help you out here?"[/plyr] he questioned Winny.

Had they been bamboozled?

[480/4546]

________________________________________________________
BEHOLD! THESE USED TO BE MY STUFF.

Stone Okirama
Stone Okirama
[tracker=/t1924-stone-okirama#10456]
Name : Stone Okirama
Epithet : Kodiak
Age : 19
Height : 10'8" | 328 cm
Weight : 1458 lbs | 661 kg
Species : Human-Giant Hybrid
Faction : Marines
Crew : The Hunting Party
Ship : The Open Season
Marine Rank : Captain
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Kuma Kuma no Mi, Model: Kodiak Bear
Quality Score : A
Balance : [ber] 105,550,000
[[hardboiled]]
[[improviseadaptovercome]]
Posts : 58

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Wed Jun 05, 2024 12:52 pm
[plyr=navy]“For honor and justice!”[/plyr]

With an axe held high into the air, Stone echoed Nottingham’s rallying cry alongside the rest of the soldiers. With just a short speech, the Rear Admiral had managed to raise the morale of his troops to such a degree. Was this empowering presence common among the higher brass of the Navy, or was “Nine Grain” just a cut above the rest?

The outburst from Agent Broad was disrespectful enough to force Stone to shelve those thoughts until later. Had any more moments passed between then and when Nottingham gave his orders, Stone might have thrown the CP2 agent overboard himself.

[plyr=navy]“I’ll sniff out those routes no problem!”[/plyr] The Kodiak affixed his axe to a makeshift holster on his back before gently taking the paper. [plyr=navy]“And don’t worry about the defenses, I won’t let even a single cannonball hit our reinforcements.”[/plyr]

The stillness before battle is what bothered Stone the most. The mix of anticipation and anxiety always had a way of amping up his senses to eleven. However, in this instance, his senses were the only thing that alerted him to Yumiko's presence before she had the opportunity to startle him.

Craning his neck to an uncomfortable degree, the bear-man spoke. [plyr=navy]“It requires a sharp mind and strong spirit to use abilities like ours without going wild.”[/plyr] Stone looked out to the steadily approaching docks before continuing. [plyr=navy]“Feel free to watch as closely as you’d like, Yumiko, it’s not often I get the opportunity to let loose like this!”[/plyr]

Rolling his shoulders, Stone let his dress shirt fall to the deck as he approached the bow of the ship. The Hunting Party captain could already feel eyes on him, and they sure as hell didn’t feel like gazes of admiration or respect. [plyr=navy]”They’ve already realized we’re not supposed to be here. I’m just gonna attack before they have the opportunity to get the jump on us.”[/plyr] 

With a quick look to Nottingham for any disapproval, Stone leapt for land. At the apex of the marine’s jump, Stone’s body grew larger as he transformed into his full zoan form. Somersaulting rapidly, the giant bear cast a large shadow over the men of Carbuncle’s coast guard. 

[plyr=navy]“ROLLING METEOR!”[/plyr]

The ground cracked, anyone close to the impact site was sent tumbling from the shockwave. As if that wasn’t enough, the dust made it nigh impossible to see who or what had even made landfall. Of course, the same was true for Stone, but he had no problem fighting blind. After all, what kind of hunter can only hunt when it’s bright outside.

Guard after guard was sent careening out of the dust cloud as it settled. After a short while, Stone stood alone in the mini crater he had made. 

[npc=misc]“A bear!”[/npc]

[plyr=navy]“Don’t be too surprised, someone much more outlandish is living on this island! Now get outta my way before I move you myself!”[/plyr]

“No one's moving anywhere!”

Forcing his way to the front of the approaching ruffians, a tall, heavyset man facepalmed as he observed the damage already caused. “You jokers lost to a zoo animal? I don’t know why we even keep you guys on payroll. And you better not think I don’t have some words for you—”

[plyr=navy]“Kodiak Lance!”[/plyr]

Before the strange man could continue talking, Stone had closed the distance and landed a nasty headbutt. The stranger was sent rolling into his men before crashing through a shoddy wall. [plyr=navy]“Normally I don’t mind sitting around and waiting for you guys to finish talking, but I have some errands to run.”[/plyr] 

Standing on his hind legs, Stone searched for anything that looked out of the ordinary. A task that sounded much harder on paper than in actuality. The people running Carbuncle made no effort to hide their defenses. Returning to the ground, the Kodiak turned to Wyre before setting off.  [plyr=navy]“Let's hope they keep records of these routes close to these coastal bases.”[/plyr]

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[tracker=/t2666-tracker-noah-lacroix#17180]
Name : Noah Lacroix
Epithet : Red Falcon
Age : 18
Height : 1.88m
Weight : 86Kg
Species : Human
Faction : New Revolutionary Army
Crew : L'Aube du Monde
Crew Role : Captain
Devil Fruit : Tori Tori no Mi, Model: Falcon
Quality Score : B
Crew Pool : [bel=u] 15,000,000
Balance : [bel] 8,779,821
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Posts : 81

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This post has in-line assessment comments.Wed Jun 05, 2024 6:09 pm
While Noah tried to lead the way through these alleyways, Kathy tried to contact Sabian’s group- they still needed a clear destination to reach. Kathy did not need long and could soon inform her captain. "Well, I have two things to tell you. I know where we have to go and we should be able to reach it rather quickly.", Kathy started to talk.

Meanwhile, Noah started to hear a commotion that had not been here mere minutes ago. "But you might not like the rest." The redhead could already guess what Kathy was trying to say. [plyr=revo]”Let me guess, Sabian’s over there?”[/plyr] He pointed to where the commotion was coming from. Instead of verbally answering, Kathy nodded. At the very least, this should make reuniting easier. However, the redhead did his best not to consider the attention this commotion should attract.

Noah quickened the pace again and soon saw the travelling circus. Just when he thought about how he could best sneak in, another easy solution presented himself. [npc=misc]”Hey, over here. The boss is waiting!”[/npc] The street performer Noah met a few hours ago was now trying his best to gain the redhead's attention. After Noah realised who he was looking at, he relaxed a bit. The performer wildly gestured, pointing Noah to his next goal. Soon after, he was on his way again.

Not long after, the redhead could overhear parts of the conversation Sabian had with the circus’ boss. [plyr=revo]”Carbuncle. The place my compatriot can’t pronounce is Carbuncle.”[/plyr] As it seemed, Noah arrived just at the right time to chime in. He quickly tried to get up to date, while filling the rest of his unit in with the information he had gathered. Now, the only thing left would be to cover the passage and hope that the circus would be willing to cooperate.

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