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by Brood
on Thu Sep 08, 2022 10:34 pm
 
Search in: Notice
Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng
Replies: 18
Views: 500

[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng





Molly was more than sure that Kabe had a fair point, especially regarding how much fun it would be to just start from the bottom and work their way up.

It would aid in their future “convincing” of this soon-to-be kidnapped target. Especially if they had proof of how dangerous they happened to be.

Granted, they might have just showcased themselves to be strong thugs in the process. But that was not something that she wanted though. Especially when it would reflect poorly on their boss. No… avoiding combat was the best route for now. They would have the time to break some eggs later. For now… and only for now… it was best to just… go straight to the top.

But Molly wasn’t the luckiest little lass hanging around. She didn’t get a say in whether or not violence would rear its head today.

Before she even had the chance to give her opinion on how t proceed, two armed guards found themselves coming around the corner. Investigating the loud noise that she had caused moments ago. Unfortunately for Molly, the gesturing and pointing were enough to make it clear that she and her hammer were being blamed for the situation.

The smashed wall nearby didn’t seem to help matters either.

With a sigh, she hoisted her massive mallet up and bent her knees. “Suppose option two is the answer.” She sounded annoyed as she muttered the words.

Pressing off the tips of her toes, she launched forward with a ferocity befitting her nature. Like a wolf beset upon a doe.

She showcased a lack of empathy that was rather legendary.

With a wide horizontal swing, she’d bring the head of her hammer careening into the first guard who tried his best to parry the blow with his shortsword.

Unfortunately, he was hit with such an overbearing amount of force that it was clear that she was far too strong to be spending her time on this island.

It really showcased how strong the members of the Primetime Pirate crew happened to be. Especially since her attack didn’t even launch the man away from the location. Instead, the disgusting crunch that could be heard was showcased far more evidently by the fact that the guard was now laying in a heap on the ground, crumpled. His arm flattened like a pancake.

She flicked her attention over towards the other guard briefly, who seemed wise enough to have started shouting before she rose her hammer again. Though, there was time for the master of the frisbee blade to have intercepted the man before Molly brought him down as well.

Either way, it was clear the entire building was now alerted to their presence. But that was fine. For what was a mission without conflict, right? Surely Erudite would understand. So long as they made their way to the top of the building quickly before their target could flee… then that was all that mattered in the long run. Correct?

Absolutely… it was the only logical way forward.

“Bah, fuck it. Kill ‘em all.” It was better to leave no witnesses.



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Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
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by Brood
on Thu Sep 08, 2022 9:31 pm
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys








OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

Erudite wasn't the kind of woman that often delved into matters of her personal experience. Still, it was rare for her to be around someone who somehow shared her unique life experiences in addition to having another woman to speak with.

Believe it or not, there was just an aspect to womanhood that the opposite sex couldn't relate to as well.

Not that she valued the men in her life any less. It was just something extremely noticeable to her. She felt relaxed. It was a strange feeling that she had yet to get used to.

"Sounds like a real hoot. Ya' dun have'ta convince me darlin'. You can paint me any ole time." Her smile showcased her sharp rows of teeth that otherwise were never quite on display.

She made a mental note of the information she had learned about her new sea sister, committing the knowledge to memory.

She didn't envy this woman's life that was for sure. Especially given how this woman seemingly had more brothers than needed. Like… holy fuck use protection.

Erudite came over to think over her response before speaking; she didn't want to cause any problems by sounding sensitive to the situation at all.

"Not tryna be rude but that sounds like a fucking nightmare." She chuckled, taking one more look over at her men.

"My crew only has one other woman on it, but between you and me let's just say she's a few hens short of a full coop."

She slapped her own thigh enough for it to draw the attention of some nearby smugglers. But she paid them no mind.

You know what it was like to struggle, comparatively to the shit she had seen in the grand line the North Blue was pathetic quite frankly. And her personal opinion they really shouldn't have even been here in the first place. But if her Captain wanted to take Notice as his own then she would do whatever she could to ensure that he got what he wanted.

That was the thing that separated her from the chaff and chattel. Erudite had her own goals and ambitions separate from anything related to her crew, and it had been the promise of Brood that he would go out of his way to make sure that she achieved them herself. So how could she turn and face him and not give him the same help that he had already given her?

She wasn't a fucking hypocrite.

"Now don't you go being reckless now darlin', I don't know how you've been going around these islands by yourself without there being any incidents but you better be damn sure that you're wearing your stomping boots."

A fair warning, there were so many threats out here for someone who didn’t have a crew watching their back. It was best to be prepared for anything.

“You know how ta fight darlin’?” It was a serious question, one that gave a lot of information, believe it or not.

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Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Academia's color: #C2B280 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Tue Jul 26, 2022 1:20 am
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys








OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

Erudite stifled a laugh when she saw the reaction of her fine Mink friend. Was charity and hospitality really dead nowadays? Well, this was the new great age of Piracy, was it not? Perhaps that was the reason why there had been so much activity here in the North Blue. So many islands changing ownership, and so many islands are being conquered. And soon… the Primetime Pirates would do the exact same.

“Yes sweetheart, imma lady of my word.” She acknowledged, raising her free hand up and flipping her hair out of her face momentarily.

Her eyes gazed over towards those same men once more.

“And we all have our skillsets I suppose. Look at that darlin, ya helped me figure out my niche.” She’d give a wink before handing the cup out to one of her men who took it from her.

She placed her palms on either side of the crate, pushing up and off the wooden box, dusting off her plump backside before fussing with her hair for a moment. Turning towards Aya with a smile and her hands tucked behind her back. She listened to the red panda discuss her family, choosing not to interrupt her while she spoke.

Erudite couldn’t tell if Aya’s attitude was related to a genuine hatred towards her siblings or if this was some sort of thing that relatives did. But she did chuckle when the woman expressed with full enthusiasm that she wished she was an only child. It was funny how both ends of the spectrum could find a reason to want to be like the other. But in her own case at least, Erudite was completely fine with being an only child in most ways. She didn’t even like her own parents to be quite honest.

Thirteen kids though, that sounded… horrendous.

”Yur poor ma.” She didn’t need to say anything else but chuckled nevertheless.

She rose an eyebrow at the offer to be painted and to catch a coffee. Was this woman truly that grateful for her doing something that wasn’t all too hazardous to either of their healths? Erudite moved forward towards the woman, reaching out and patting the Mink on the head softly.


“I humbly accept yur offer, suge. I’ll definitely hit ya up, in fact, let me make this easier on ya.” She nodded her head, thinking to herself about the logistics of making such a request work.

She put her hand out and spoke towards her minions without having to look at either of them.

”Give me one of those grumble poppers.” She ordered and one of the men immediately reached into their belt and pulled out what appeared to be a sphere with a skull on it.

She’d take it and hold it out for Aya to take.

“If ya plop this here into the water, I’ll know exactly where ya are no matter where ya are on the island. Just make sure ya take a few steps back after ya use it… and uh… don’t use it indoors. If’n ya do use it indoors. Just get out of the building immediately.” She chuckled before looking at the Mink with a stern and motherly expression.

She wasn’t fucking around. This was serious business. This was a popper made of her captain’s power.

Which meant that it was incredibly dangerous and could cause a great deal of damage if not properly stored.

“Speaking of which… why are ya going to Notice anyway? Looking for more inspiration for yur painting?” She asked with a smile on her face.

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Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
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by Brood
on Mon Jul 25, 2022 9:53 pm
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys








OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

A smile crept across the teal blue features of Erudite’s face as she watched the Mink react to the strong brew in a manner expected. They had just bought this bottle right here in this very port, but it was a favorite of Ricky, one of her crewmates.

Having a bit of it before they disembarked was par for the course.

Erudite listened intently as Pikasso began to explain the origin of her career in artistry, or at least she had assumed that was going to be the subject of conversation given the introductive statement posed. Apparently, she mixed different plants together in order to get her colors. That was surprisingly ingenious of her, perhaps she was someone that would be able to help them paint their flag…

Only time would tell. That was still a long way out. But she made a mental note of it, craftsmen, artisans, and others with trade skills were always handy to have in one’s back pocket. The members of the Primetime Pirates were always aware of this fact.

It's why they ran themselves more like a business than a Pirate crew. Perhaps it was getting time for a bit of rebranding.

She agreed with the young woman’s statements, nodding her head and crossing her arms underneath her breast, though she allowed for her right hand to stay gripped on the cup as she sipped it again. Pursing her lips as she thought of a response.

“Well slap my arse and call me a bananagator, that's some mighty fine talent ya got there darlin’.” She spoke in an enthusiastic manner. “Only thing Ma and Pa ever taught me was how ta rustle up trouble and command water, that’s all a gal like me is good for. Might need to take me up a trade. But I respect how you’re not in this for the dough-ray-me.”

She outstretched her arm and the man stepped forward again to refill her cup without her having to say as much. As though he was used to this routine already. It was a privilege that came with her rank amongst the members of the crew.

“I got a crew, as ya said, call ourselves the Primetime Pirates. I’m a helmsman actually, sail around on a big ole beast of a boat called Dead Air. No the.” She seemed to be proud to make such a claim, as her chest swelled with pride and her eyes locked onto the mink.

Raising the cup back to her lips she spoke, just before taking yet another sip of the brew.

“Unfortunately, the Cap’n didn’t authorize me to pick up any strays, less I’d be more than happy to let ya come on aboard. But hell, I can negotiate with these cowpokes and get ya set up on a nice comfy ride into Notice. It’s really no big deal, the crew I’m part of has a name that carries weight ‘round here.”

After she took another sip she rose the glass up, pointing over towards a group of rough-looking men who didn’t exactly seem to fit the rest of the people here. One of which was a piggish-looking Mink and the others

“Those boys there have had a brush in with us before, they’d take ya in no problem. But uh… what was that ya said about your brother? He is a sailor? Got many siblings out in the world? I don’t have any, only child ma’self.” She didn’t sound proud, she just seemed at ease with the reality of her own situation.

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Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
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Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Mon Jul 25, 2022 6:38 pm
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys








OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

She stretched her arms over her head, yawning strongly as she wore a big grin, turning her body to the side so she could get a better look at the Mink woman.

“That is absolutely fascinating, darlin’! I ain’t ever been to Zou before, nor have I ever been to the New World myself.”

Erudite didn’t have anything keeping her engaged in this conversation beyond the fact that she was wholly enthralled with the conversation. She was also amused that this Aya flat-out called the people here lesser mink.

It was a situation that she hadn’t truly thought of before. But did they really consider these humans to be of the same race? Not exactly the same thing in her mind, but it wasn’t a big deal.

“A painter huh? How long ‘ave you been doin’ it? I don’t reckon I’ve ever heard of a paintin’ Mink before. Do you ‘ave your work with you now?”

She was curious about what she had made and wanted to see what it looked like. Granted, she wasn’t exactly too worried about if the art was good or bad. But she wondered if this woman used her own fur in her brushes, or if it was rude to assume such a thing in the first place.

“I don’t ‘ave any skills when it comes to art personally, I am good at sailin’ and I can crack a whip in a fancy manner, but that’s about it really.” She rubbed her chin for a moment as the man she sent away approached.

“Finally, took y’all forever to fetch some drink? Ya gotta me fuckin’ with me. Hurry up now.”

He handed her one of the cups that he brought, and she took it and handed it over to Aya waiting for her to take it before she grabbed the second cup.

Holding it outwards as the man rose up a medium-sized tokkuri, tiling it and pouring out the warm sake into each of the cups before nodding his head and taking a few steps back. She’d then move the cup towards Ayas in an attempt to toast them before moving it back to her lips and drinking down the expensive liquid.

“Ah, now that’s some sweet fire!” She licked her lips happily before peering over toward Aya.

“Wait so you’re a traveling artist, where is your ship at? How are you peddling your goods?” She wondered if she just took her art and sold it off to any random merchant that she came across or not.

It was important that she knew who she was dealing with. Merchants were often untrustworthy, a lot more than she thought Pirates were. At least with Pirates, there was an expectation of betrayal. Everyone was on the same page from the start.

“I mean if you’re willing to talk about it that is.” She didn’t want to pry too much into this woman’s personal information.

But she wasn’t in the business of just randomly talking to people either. Information was power and she wanted to know as much about this woman as possible. She wasn’t the kind of woman that could hide an ulterior motive, no matter the circumstance. So she didn’t even pretend to act like she was just getting to know this woman for the shits and giggles.

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Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Academia's color: #C2B280 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Mon Jul 18, 2022 10:30 pm
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys








OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

Erudite plopped down next to the Mink, sitting on a crate that was nearby, and she crossed one of her legs over the other. “Darn tootin! I am in fact heading out to sea shortly. Just stocking up on a few supplies beforehand. Sucks that you’re having trouble getting out of here though, darlin’. I reckon this ain’t the place for dames like us to get stranded. Too many shifty-eyed rascals runnin’ roun’.”

She chuckled a bit as she patted the whip that was on her waist, which was triple braided and looked like it was stained with a red substance.

“Whelp darlin’...” She yawned loudly, stretching her hands over her head, gripping her right elbow as she did. “...we gots time before we can even talk ta’ the boys runnin’ things roun’ here. I reckon we might as well get ta’ know one another.”

Erudite looked over at one of her men and then rotated her finger in the air, making a little twirl motion. The well-dressed man understood what she was asking him to do and he turned on his heels and quickly ran off. The remaining man stood there saying nothing, his shades covering his face, his hands firmly gripped on his rifle.

She turned her attention back towards the fluffy woman, who was extremely adorable. She didn't know why a Mink was all the way out here. But she definitely found it to be amusing.

"Bless yer heart, all the way out here. I came from down under myself, Fishman Island. Long ago, got mixed up with some rough varmints. Men…" She rolled her eyes before looking at the people surrounding them.

She looked back to see if her underlying had returned yet but they still hadn't. With an eye roll she focused back in Aya. She continued speaking, telling a bit about herself to ease whatever tension might be there.

"Was on my own fer a long while, had a lot of folks take advantage of my hospitality. But things are looking up fer me now… making good money. Good friends. And doing work that I'm good at. What more can a gal ask fer?" She clapped her hands together.

She was a loud woman never the less. But none of these men showcased any will to deal with her. They saw the flag on her ship… and in the North… the Primetime Pirates were no joke.

"What's your story? She gleamed.

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Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Academia's color: #C2B280 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Thu Jul 07, 2022 5:17 am
 
Search in: Notice
Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Jailhouse Jamboree
Replies: 40
Views: 333

[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Jailhouse Jamboree

Previously on...

[ Seafarer's Shindig ]

Now...
Current Quest:






With the Boss and the rest of his fellow employees spread out all over the island doing whatever it took to secure the bag, Ricky “Bag O’ Bricks” Roulette was tasked with distracting the Marine presences so that the whereabouts of the Primetime Service & Delivery agents were not focused on by the World Government. He didn’t need his fellow agents to be bothered by local authorities, no matter the situation.

That was why the sharply dressed man found himself smoking on his cigar as he walked up the road towards the ominous Marine Base ahead of him.

He wore an all cream tan-like colored outfit, with a panama hat that suited his face fine. Underneath the jacket that draped off his shoulders was a blood red dress shirt that had little palm trees all over it. His face was affixed with black shades and he wore the same kind of shoes that a professional bowler would. Pulling off the whole Columbian drug lord vibe with his outfit of choice rather well.

But he was a lord of nothing.

Was he strong enough to deal with the forces on this island on his own? No, but he was just here to cause a distraction. A bit of a riot was all he needed to make sure that things statistically went their way.

But posing as a bounty hunter was not going to be an easy task. Especially since he lacked a reputation. But that was his in.

He lacked a reputation.

This meant that he had a unique circumstance that others didn’t. He found himself capable of posing as just about anyone he wanted in this world. The goal, of course, was simple. He was to gain a bounty alongside his crewmates. So that they could impress their clients by not being some… no name scrubs. This all had to be accomplished quickly and before Captain Brood officially put in for becoming a member of the elusive Shichibukai.

No. Not captain. He was something more now, something far less… aggressive. He was the Chairperson and this… this was business. Which was the exact reason that Ricky didn’t allow his own gambling habits to get into the way of the bottom line.

He knew that the boss was cruel, but to put him in charge of the most tempting part of the business? That was cruel and unusual punishment if he had ever seen it.

Making his way through the streets, however, he’d find himself stopped when passing by a rather large individual who stood out way more than anyone else on his crew. This man even towered over the Captain. He wondered what a half-giant was doing here.

Making his way over towards the large-scale stranger, Ricky tugged on the man’s kimono, speaking aloud with a chipper, curious tone.

“Now what is a man of your stature doing in a place like this?” He was very straight-forward in his approach.

“You aware there are pirates running around on the island, no?” He had what appeared to be a thick Italian-like accent.



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Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Fri Jul 01, 2022 10:46 am
 
Search in: Rubeck Island
Topic: [Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys
Replies: 28
Views: 360

[Episode] Hitch Hiking Honeys

Quest Information:









OOC: Erudite has a strong rural Louisianan accent.

Erudite tossed the small satchel of coins upwards and caught it without effort, looking around the busy smuggling port with a smirk on her face that indicated she was having a good time. She liked Rubeck, despite how low in activity it happened to be for a smuggler’s port, but something about negotiating with her fellow pirates got her blood boiling. It really made her feel like she was with the shits. Especially in regards to playing the game of coins.

Her white new boots were goofin and she wore tiny, tight, blue jean shorts that hugged her seafoam green thighs snugly. Her jet black jacket hung off her shoulders and her top was actually a vest that was also black in color. With her white tie matched her cowgirl boots effectively. On her head sat her cowgirl hat, the same color as the boots. She wasn’t trying to look fancy, she just wore this outfit often. Came with being part of a crew that belonged to someone famous and determined on the world stage.

Still, the day was long and she had other business to attend to. So after lacing her boots up and strapping that satchel to her waist. She began her sultry walk through the small cove, moving past crates and shipments being moved around frantically. Ignoring the barking of sellers and the arguing of those trying to buy those products in kind.

Her attention was selfishly focused on her one and only quarry, getting supplies loaded onto the vessel that she had bought specifically for this trip. Some of the members of the Primetime Pirates (As they had yet to become P.T.S.D. at this point.) found themselves doing their job. Others were buying their own shit. But these were all just grunts.

They didn’t fucking matter.

But what did matter was a sight that befell Erudite not too far away from here. It was someone that looked like a mink or a zoan user, but either way Erudite could tell that this person was female. It seemed as though they were waiting next to a line of people trying to buy passage off the island. But she wasn’t sure what the woman was doing here or why. She only approached her because of the solidarity that she felt with there finally being another woman here. It wasn’t safe after all. Pretty women were a hot commodity on the slave market, regardless of their vocation.

“Well hey there now, sistah. A pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Erudite Graves, charmed I’m sure.” She began, wearing a big smile on her face and taking off her cowboy hat as she dipped forward. “I do declare, what is such a lovely creature such as yourself doing here in this boys club? Waiting for a friend?”

She didn’t want to alarm her, but she was doing what she could to remain friendly. Even despite the fact that she was technically the worst kind of person. She placed her hat back on her head, flashing a grin at the mysterious, yet fashionable, mink.

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Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Academia's color: #C2B280 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Fri Jul 01, 2022 7:28 am
 
Search in: Notice
Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Invisible Interplay
Replies: 25
Views: 425

[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Invisible Interplay








OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

Good… compliance. Obedience. So long as she chose to capitulate to his authority then she would get along with him swimmingly. Brood was not the kind of man who gave any sort of leeway to the chaff and he most certainly was not going to listen to the whims of chattel. And it appeared that this chattel was rolling her eyes at him.

“We just need to go over the details a bit more, and then we can construct a solid plan of att-.”

Academia didn't even get to finish his statement due to the sheer viseral force that was displayed when Brood slammed his palm down flat on the tabletop.

“Do not ever roll your fucking eyes at me.” Brood spoke with an aggressive tone of voice as he rose up form his seat.

The table was gone, of course, completely obliterated from the sheer strength that he produced from the gesture. Brood was a monstrous figure and he wasn’t the kind of man that tolerated any form of disrespect.

But he moved to his side, reaching out with his right hand to take her hand as he tugged her small figure close. Turning, he’d head to the exit of the building. Eyes focused straight ahead.

“Hmph, guess we are doing this right off the cuff yet again. Hopefully we can stop to plan for once...” Academia spoke in a hushed tone, making sure that he wasn’t loud enough to be caught by the Chairperson.

Out the door they went and Brood was quick to speak yet again.

“Go invisible so no one can see your adorably ugly mug.” He was both complimenting her and chastising her because she had annoyed him.

This caused Academia to snicker as he continued to read that novel of his. Flipping through the pages and walking without watching where he was going. That was the way that he operated, he rarely if ever put those damn books away and the fact he had so many of them was why there was a whole ass library on the Dead Air.

Now, however, Brood exercised full caution, perhaps this was the time to try out her ability.

“Use it on me as well.” This way it would only look as though one person was walking down the street.

There was no way she’d not comply with his request and if and when she did so he’d fade away as well. His presence became ethereal and imperceptible.

That was why it didn’t take long for the trio to make their way just outside of the government facility. And Brood, now across the street of the building, hoisted the young woman up so that she was placed on the back of his neck, where he held her legs on either side of his shoulders.

Now peering over towards the location, Academia closed his book and leaned up against the wall. “Well thief, we usually go in guns blazing. How would you ‘case’ the joint and how would you go about infiltrating it?”

They truly were flying off the seats of their pants and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. But it was nice to have an expert in these more subtle forms of getting things done. Surely this would prove to be a boon for their entire organization.

Or so Academia hoped.

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by Brood
on Fri Jul 01, 2022 4:14 am
 
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OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

As Aya took a seat one of the waitresses that worked at this lodging came and placed a plate of food out in front of her, and the two Primetime pirates. On the plate itself there was red snapper, broccoli and a nice lemon wedge. It was fresh and also charred nicely and evenly on both sides.

The waitress walked away faster than she had approached, as though she knew she shouldn’t have been here.

Academia spoke up promptly, since he knew that Brood wasn’t going to want to say anything on the matter.

”With all due respect... Please understand that you are asked to be here because you have a skillset that our Boss finds usable. If not for that, you’d not be alive long enough to even be at this table.”  He didn’t bother to look up at her, flipping through his book and reading intently.

Brood for his part continued to stare at her, eyes fixated on her form to the point in which it was clear that he was thinking about killing her. Or at least that was the vibe that he gave off. The intensity of his anger was a fabrication however. It was just how he looked. He wasn’t mad at her at all. Rather he was fascinated by her powers and enthralled by her demeanor. She seemed to be someone that wasn’t maliciously out to hurt him and his family. Perhaps he was too harsh with her. But that didn’t matter truly, because she was a filthy fucking mink.

”You are going on and on about a painting, but I have no idea what you might be referring to. If it was that canvas on the back of your rucksack, it holds no monetary value to us. Your name has no weight in this world.”  He made that clear to her in a matter of fact tone of voice.

Brood tilted his head as he coughed a few times. His eyes seemingly grew more intense as the amount of veins intensified sharply. She really did know a lot about art, which was impressive.

”We need your help in order to secure entry into one of the government facilities here, where we will be taking documents related to a member of the city council.”  Academia began to explain the plan, but it was shortly interrupted.

”Eat eh-the food, thank you-ee…” Brood narrowed his eyes at her as though to show concern for her well-being.

He had plans to add her to the crew, which meant she would be part of his family. So it was nice to start treating her a tad bit better even though she had that disability of being a mink. He still blamed them for the death of his daughter-like figure, even though they saved his life. Those old grudges didn’t die hard. Especially after he fought that damn Rhinoceros Mink who tried to capture him.

When Academia figured that Brood had finished his statement, he continued on.

”Your power not only makes yourself invisible, but objects you touch. So you will aid us in breaking into the facility to retrieve the documents. I am sure you’d find such a course of action agreeable. Time is of the essence and it is in no way on our side.”  He finally looked up from his book, scowling over towards the Red Panda mink with disdain.

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by Brood
on Thu Jun 30, 2022 3:45 am
 
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OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

“Let you go? I need you?” Brood stated with clear anger rising in the very depths of his soul, drool still running down the sides of his face.

His eyes dilated and a pulse of energy would release from his body that swept through every nook and cranny of this locale. He had unleashed his Haoshoku haki and it was potent, enough to cause every person in this establishment to feel a nauseatingly heavy pressure in their head. Enough to make everything cloud and overwhelming, forcing them to be lulled into unconsciousness. Causing many of the patrons to slump over and fall to the ground with a thud.

There was no way for Aya to remain conscious despite herself and as she would effectively be knocked out in his hand, he’d place her on the table like she was no more than luggage. Taking his mask and slipping it back on his face, locking it at the latch. He’d crack his neck to the side before walking over towards his compatriot with a blank expression on his face.

“Shall we tie her up, Boss?” The golden gentleman spoke calmly with a raised eyebrow.

Brood made his way next to his comrade and crossed his arms. “Naw, let the little bitch sleep.” He turned to leave the establishment, heading towards the door.

“I’ll bring her along just in case, Boss.” The goldenrod stated as he hoisted the woman’s tiny frame upward and slumped her over his shoulder, the pair heading towards a location that would draw less attention for them.

Some Time Later...

Who knew it’d take hours until she came too, perhaps Brood’s abilities were far too potent for the Blues. It delayed his plan by a few hours, but perhaps that was for the best. Given the fact that two of his employees found themselves trailing some important Government officials elsewhere on the island. Though he was upset that they did not do as he said, he could not argue with the fact that they seemingly succeeded at what they were ought to do.

Though this wasn’t official information. Brood knew that they needed time to set up all the various pieces and parts of this little operation and that was why he had a little chat with Aya when she woke up, telling her to meet him down here in the hotel Lobby. A lobby that they had cleared out so that they could have their discussion.

Brood’s large frame sat in the chair without issue, and his eyes looked over towards her as she approached. There was no way for her to run now that she had that necklace on her.

Academia was also seated at the table, he’d be seated across from where Aya was designated to sit. “It is by the grace of our illustrious Employer that you find yourself given glorious purpose. See to it that you don’t fuck things up.” Academia stated coyly as he flipped through a book again, this one different from the one from yesterday.

Brood didn’t have any heed of the words that Academia spoke, his focus was on his new crewmate.

“Welcome back-ee. I think you’re more-eh… amiable to our discussion-eh now, I’d assume. If you can be kidnapped so easily, you’re better-eh off just doing as we require.-ee.” He rested his shoulders on the table, interlacing his large fingers.

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by Brood
on Thu Jun 30, 2022 12:02 am
 
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OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

Brood listened intently to the protests of the red panda mink and he didn’t have any emotion showcase on his face other than disdain. That stark look of apathy and disinterest to her plight was coupled with the incline of his eyebrows, showcasing a malicious dislike of the female and her overall demeanor. How was it none of his business that she tried to steal the money he was using to pay his tab. Was she clearly not the kind of person to know her history?

Academia took a quick cursory glance over towards Brood, as his eyes settled back on the empty space that seemingly produced noise. When the stout female revealed herself, a huff of steam exited from his golden maw and he’d close his book that sat in his right hand. Placing it on the table.

He’d uncross his legs, placing his hand on the table and raising up from the chair. ”You are talking to the Chairperson of the Primetime Service & Delivery. I would ask you to refrain from that brutish tone of voice as we continue our proceedings.” He was swift to snap at her for her indiscretion. Before making his way over towards the bar, picking up the satchel from the table.

“Please take this money for now and clear out, I would suggest you do so expressly. Thank you for the wonderful service.” He made a slight bow forward before slipping his hands into his pocket, returning to the table.

Brood said little, staring at the woman as his mouth-piece continued. “You seem to not know whom you are referring to so casually, so allow one such as myself to illuminate you on the matter."

"This is the man who will be known as the strongest within the criminal underworld, he whose name shall give pause to even the Yonko. It is he who will rise up to influence a great many things in this world. Brood Xaldin Bach, Mushiba.”

Brood’s hair ignited at the ends of his dreads which had been placed into a ponytail. The pink flame made him look like a human torch. His eyes hadn’t blinked and he spoke to himself again. Seemingly fixated on the fact that she didn’t respond to him.

“Hey… bitch-ee… are you-ee deaf?” Brood’s eyes began to bulge with veins as he considered smashing her head against the table and leaving her a crimson puddle for the workers to clean up.

He hoisted her up more as he stood. His head mere millimeters away from the wooden ceiling as he gazed down at the small creature in his hand. He’d cough a bit, nearly doubling over as he did so before he reached up and took off the mask that was affixed to his face. Drool then began to fall from the sides of his mouth, though it was sparkly and rainbow in its coloration.

“This island belongs to me, so all business conducted here IS my business. Now tell me about your power…” He exclaimed with his chest out.

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by Brood
on Wed Jun 29, 2022 10:13 am
 
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng





Molly realized that a tabbing noise was heard nearby and she prepared herself for battle, but sighed in disbelief when she noted the source of such a noise was none other than Kabe himself, fucking around.

Her eye twitched, but she didn't allow herself to get upset. Besides, he seemed to have quite a bit of artistic talent. Which she seemingly appreciated because it further proved he wasn't just some rigid stuck up knight.

Meanwhile over the Transponder, Erudite listened carefully to the vague explanation provided by her crew mate and realized that this particular pair likely wouldn't have given up the chance to throw down violently of their own accord. So even though she didn't have enough information to make an informed decision on the matter, it was best to acknowledge their request and let them do as they will.

"Well now, if it's just a rich citizen then no. Don't go a wastin' time on a fancy pants broker, sweetheart. But if'n y'all think there could be a greater use, capture 'em." She was particularly straightforward since she was currently in a position to command.

Molly’s eyes would raise and look up towards the top of the Mansion, where she’d snort as she measured the distance between where the pair was to the top of the building.

"Just figure out who this fella is, then if he seems like he is worth the squeeze go ahead and lasso that boy up right quick. Try to not ya go around wastin time tryna find out all ya can about 'em now, sugah. You two ain't exactly Hemlock Holmes." She referenced the detective before she paused and thought about it further.

There was a chance for the pair to really prove themselves to the rest of the crew. But she didn't want them going overboard for the sake of getting noticed.

"Make sure y'all don't bring too much attention to us. I'll confer with ole Grumpy Guts and we shall see if he wants to do anything specific. Y'all just be careful ya' hear?" She didn't want there to be any altercations with the Captain…

When the call ended, Molly spoke up, since she could hear the call the whole time anyway.

"Aight knight-boy, let's get to work!" She flipped her hair to the side before casually strolling up towards the alley to the side of the mansion. Near the brick fence and the building that sat next door.

"Let's just try to break into the Mansion first." She started to tap the head of her mallet against the bricks. As if she was looking for structural weaknesses within the barrier.

“This looks good to me.” She gestured.

She'd stop near the end of the alley itself. Before tapping onto a point with a distinct change of sound. She'd snort, pull back and then swung with enough force to blow a chuck of the barrier out. Enough for the pair to crawl through.

"Whoopoopoop, easy peasy!" She exclaimed with a haughty laugh.



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by Brood
on Tue Jun 28, 2022 10:30 pm
 
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OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

That brew continued his conversation, his eyes wandered over towards a strange figure that was approaching him for some reason. They were cloaked and no one else seemed to notice their presence but proved had looked upon her briefly without turning his head. He watched it all as she seemed to have the audacity to not only walk right up to his table but attempt to steal his bag of coins by reaching out to touch it.

The moment that her hand found itself touching what belonged to him, he reached over with his massive hand, grabbing her by the scruff of her neck and hoisting her up in the air. The movement being both swift and without malice.

Academia peered over towards his Chairperson and then to the empty space that Brood was looking towards. ”Is something the matter, Mushiba-sama?” Academia wasn’t one to mince words.

Brood’s eye twitched in annoyance as he stared at Aya with intent, “What-eh, do you think you’re-ee doing with-eh my stash??” He quizzed the young woman, his eyes looking her up and down slowly as he noted how plump she happened to be.

But that wasn’t something that he commented on while he was gazing into her eyes. There were more important fish to fry in this instance. Like figuring out who she happened to be.

”Mushiba-sama? Are you feeling a tad bit under the weather?” Academia started to explain before Brood quickly countered.

”Just because-eh your Haki is trash-ee doesn’t mean-ee you can let your guard down.” He seemed to speak in a haughty tone as he gazed at her closer. So… little thief-ee who thinks she’s cute-ee. What is your-ee name and what kinda-eh trick is that-ee you’re doing being all invisible-eh and shit?.

He’d give her a moment to actually respond or whatever, though he wasn’t sure if she had been struggling at all up until now. If she was, he felt absolutely nothing and it was clear it was futile to try and stand against him. He was just beyond her in a way that she probably had never felt in her life.

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by Brood
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Invisible Interplay

Previously on...

[ Seafarer's Shindig ]

Now...
Current Quest:









OOC: (-eh is a cough; -ee is a weeze)

The sun hung high over the Island of Notice, and the eyes of the beholder would find itself zooming in on a quaint little cafe away from the hustle and bustle of midtown. Seated in one of the tables near the back of the cafe sat Brood X. Bach, who didn’t even bother to try and hide his outfit that indicated him as a troublemaker. Which included a black leather jacket, covered in colorful sugar crystals of varying colors. It matched his mask, which covered his mouth as well.

His hair was tied into a high-ponytail, which held his dreads up as the ends glowed with a light pink ethereal fire. As though he was a candle burning slowly in a windless room. He wore black leather pants that had spiked chains wrapped around his left leg, but the chains were pink in color and looked like taffy ropes, for whatever reason.

Espionage was never his strong suit, and he didn’t much think anyone in the Blues could touch him even if they wanted to. He was a monster, the kind that stomped on any and everyone that got in his way. But if he wanted his business to flourish, he’d have to make changes.

Changes that he wasn’t quite sure he could handle.

To his right sat his long-time colleague Academia, The Reader. He was flipping through one of his leather bound tomes as leaned back in his chair. Lounging as his eyes diligently and carefully scrolled across the pages.

Neither man spoke to one another, though steam exited out of the golden grill that sat upon Academia’s face, the mask that was affixed to his face.

Eventually, the waitress showed up, placing down their drinks, hot tea, and she moved away from the pair as fast as she could. Which led to Brood to shift in the chair in which he said. His large frame being far too huge for the tiny chair. He’d pull out a sack of coins, tossing it onto the table. Before he turned his attention over towards his compatriot.

”Erudite-ee is handling the snail-eh communication, we just-eh need to wait-ee to see what Ricky-ee and Molly-ee end up doing-eh.” He felt himself straining as he talked, but it didn’t hurt, it never did.

Academia didn’t bother to look up from his read however, taking his time to respond in his strange distorted voice. Which sounded like radio static in its own right.

”I still do not get why Desmond did… that. But it doesn’t matter. He and Ricky are now in charge of that operation at the Marine HQ and we’ve been relegated here?” He questioned Brood, because he did not know what they were doing here.

”Look… I’ll go over it again.” He began to go over the plan again, with the pair engaged in a serious conversation, neither looking in the direction of the coin purse they left on the table.

It was the prime opportunity to take something from unsuspecting victims.

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by Brood
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Molly nodded along as he recanted his harrowing tale of adventure and she had noted that he didn’t seem to have anything… tragic, occur in his life. Like… where was the drama? Was this one of those Christmas cards that you could get on Hallmark Island?

Molly wasn’t known for being smart, hell she wasn’t even really known for her social skills. Her parents saw to that. She didn't really grow up with friends really… and her years of isolation led her into conflicts all the time. So being able to work with someone without them judging her for her boisterous attitude was refreshing. It was one of the reasons that she loved being a part of this crew.

”Damn cutie, you’re not wrong about that! This looks excessively shady.” Molly triumphantly displayed her approval of his observation with a beat of her chest.

He wasn’t wrong, if this guy was hidden then that meant that he was probably doing something he definitely should not have done. Plus, just two guys? That was pretty pathetic in all honesty.

“Yeah, if we harm him and he turns out to be someone important we could jeopardize the whole plan! Best to watch them for now.”

Molly made a gesture, her index and middle fingers pointing towards the back of the carriage twice. This indicated that the parents should follow closely and make sure that the government agent was not capable of getting out of their sight.

“I know we ain’t sneaky folk but we don’t seem to have a fucking choice right now.” She complained, but she knew that she was being relied on by her found family.

The trek behind the man went expediently and she did her best to hide, but it was clear he was moving in a cautious manner. Not like she fucking enjoyed being a sneaky bitch but hey, what could you do?

It didn't take long to track down where the carriage was going, and by the time they had reached their new destination Molly was more than certain that they had not been seen. What was impressive was the fact that she was not the kind of person that specialized in stealth or espionage, and yet still managed to pull this off. She would slide her big ass Hammer over her shoulder blades resting it behind her head, reaching up with her arms so that they wrapped around the back and were able to hang off the shaft of the weapon.

"Hey man, you should take out that snail transponder and call up HQ. We report this in and we see what we go from here, sound good?" From their location they were behind the corner of yet another building.

They could see a large building that had a series of three floors. Around the outside of the building there were white slabs that created a fence around the property with a gate to the front. The other building that surrounded this small part of the neighborhood seemed to be low and in disrepair. Which meant that this was the perfect place to try and capture the guy if that was what they wanted to do.

Assuming that Kabe did as he was instructed to do then the voice on the other end of the line would pick up and it would be none other than Erudite herself.

"Now, what are you two getting up to where you needed to call little ole me?" She chuckled a bit on the other end of the line. "Don't tell me that you two can't handle something so simple, all grumpy guts will get really upset with you too hehe." She jested.

While Kabe would be on the call Molly used her observation Haki to survey the area. Doing her best to pinpoint the location of the man that they were choosing to follow.



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by Brood
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Molly nodded along as he recanted his harrowing tale of adventure and she had noted that he didn’t seem to have anything… tragic, occur in his life. Like… where was the drama? Was this one of those Christmas cards that you could get on Hallmark Island?

A knight though, now that was interesting. She hadn’t seen any knights before. She had heard of them though, of course. But she didn’t know shit about the New World, nor Mapleshire. It sounded like a place they’d end up visiting in the future, however. Knowing Brood, any place that seems it had a value was a potential meal ticket. All he cared about was spreading his influence through the shadows. Fame didn’t mean shit to the boss.

She’d scrunch up her nose at the mention of the Marines… though it was good to hear that he took their lives. That explained why he’d be asked to join the crew. Last thing they needed was someone who would hold back when the going got tough.

Especially with the high ass body count that this crew racked up.

Still, he seemed to have taken an interest in her own backstory and honestly she couldn’t blame him. She was a little baddie, she knew this and she knew that he knew this as well.

She’d flip her hair and make a small ‘harump’ noise as she began to speak of herself.

“Unfortunately, little man, my story is pretty straight forward. My father is a popular shipwright in Water 7.”

She’d look him over as she spoke, completely smug in her demeanor despite having no reason to.

“When I got kidnapped by some… random fishman, Broody-bird swooped in and mangled those men and told me to get lost. But I snuck onto our old ship, the one we had prior to you joining, a giant clanker called The Big Time."

She seemed happy as she told this story, adjusting her grip on the handle of her massive fuck-off hammer.  

“He put me to work repairing some of the ship’s problems, but I kept making shit worse… so… I got told to quote, ‘eh-break other people’s shit-ee’, end quote. So that became my job alongside Jackson.”

She chuckled to herself as she gazed over towards the building that they were going to soon infiltrate. Plopping the head of her mallet onto the ground and stamping it with her right leg, like it was a foot stand.

“But… a knight huh? You must be packi-”

Before she could finish her thought, the doors to the building came open, and exiting the building was a man finely dressed, looking like no other riff raff around.

“Uh… you see what I’m seeing? We should tail that guy.”

She didn’t need to explain why, right? Why the fuck was someone so glitzy and glamourous exiting the building while being flanked by two armed thugs? This was something they had to look into. It took… priority. Obviously.

Brood would stand no competition.

Or failure.



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Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Thu Apr 28, 2022 7:18 am
 
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng





Molly figured that this was a good foundation for the goal at hand. Cracking a few skulls was the fastest way to convince the punks here that the P.T.S.D. was the new owner of the island.

To that end, Molly hoisted her hammer once more, flipping it off her shoulder and pointing it towards the same alleyway that Kabe had. A large smile on her face all the while. “Lead the way, little man.” She exclaimed with a haughty tone of voice.

Resting that hammer once more she let him go in front of her. Even though traditionally she was the first one out and about. She’d pop a small gumball into her mouth, chewing it endlessly until she blew a bubble and it popped. This popping was not some random insignificant detail, however. Though its significance wasn’t important now, it was merely something noticeable.

There was another reason that she decided that she’d definitely let the kid decide how shit went. So that if things went sideways she could just blame him. She was so smart, impressively so. It brought a smile to her face for sure.

She’d hold her left hand out, looking at her nails as she continued to speak to the giant man. “So tell me, what made you leave your home anyway? I know how you got on the crew. But what did you do before that?”

She made small talk because it was better than just walking around looking menacing. They were a crew that didn’t care about collateral damage, but not everyone on this crew was a villainous person.

Molly most certainly was, she loved destroying shit, but she knew there were some softies on this crew. It made her wonder what kind of person Kabe happened to be.

Plus, there would be plenty of time for fighting soon enough. Best to know a little about the person at her back before the blows started flying. She needed to know if he was going to be a liability or not. She did know that he survived being sent to take out a ship.

Which… is really fucking impressive all things considered. Taking on a whole crew was usually a deathwish.

Unless of course you were one of the heavy hitters like Desmond and his libido.

Despite her casual demeanor however, she was very astute and aware of her surroundings. To the point in which she was capable of completely keeping tabs on the numerous people that were looking in the pair’s direction.

No one had made any moves just yet. But she was also releasing a bit of her own menace so that everyone in this area was completely aware of how bad of an idea it was to attack the pair.



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Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Sat Apr 16, 2022 1:43 pm
 
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Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part 2] Eviction Notice: Thug Throng

Previously on...

[ Seafarer's Shindig ]

Now...
Current Quest:






So far, so good. Having destroyed most of the blockade and causing the rest of it to flee in panic gave the Primetime Service & Delivery crew enough time to maneuver their way around the backside of the island of notice, offloading their essential assets, that being the few who were given missions to head out and kick ass. Molly countered herself alongside those lucky few, especially since she got to go with another relative newcomer to the group, one Kabetogama. He was one of the younger crewmembers, but he was built rather tall for a human.

She herself was older than him by four years, but she only stood at five feet, four inches. So she had to look up at the man when speaking, but it wasn’t anything new. She was used to being a shrimp puff. Even if she was one of the more wild members of the crew.

She’d adjust her hammer in her grip, hoisting the object, which was the same height as herself, over her shoulder. A satisfying thump noise as it hit her shoulder blade.

She remembered that their mission was simple. Recruit criminal elements to their cause and get them to understand their new role on this island. It was a good thing then that the pair of P.T.S.D. operatives had found themselves well and truly in the underbelly of Notice. This portion of the city was far and away underdeveloped. It screamed its seediness from the rooftop.

Something that was slightly attractive to Molly, in all honesty.

She’d place her right hand on her hip, since she was left handed, and she’d look over towards the giant man to her side and raise an eyebrow. Grinning wildly before she’d speak to him. “So kiddo, where do you wanna go first? Consider this a test from your big sis.” She exclaimed such a fact easily, finding herself chuckling all the while.

There were a few options that he could have pointed out, especially in a seedier part of time. A few abandoned looking buildings dotted the landscape, some taverns and bars were around as well. Several dark alleyways and other stores were easily capable of being seen. Perhaps one of these buildings even functioned as a warehouse. There were simply far too many options to choose from, but she wanted to know what the swordsman’s instincts told him.

Molly didn’t really care. She was part of the demolition squad alongside that psychopath Jackson. Though her job was more like… knocking down doors and making entryways. As to where Jackson was meant to destroy any and everything in his path. Still, her job didn’t require her to make decisions often.

Which was why she was passing the buck onto the young buck.




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Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #D43790 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Sat Apr 16, 2022 12:54 pm
 
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Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig





Brood took a good look at his crew and came to the conclusion that everyone was ready to head out, so with that he stood up from his chair and departed. Making his way towards the back of their vessel so that he could get ready to embark on the next phase of his scheme. It didn’t quite matter that he had been taking things easy as of late, so long as he reached his goals in a timely manner, that was all that he cared about.

Ricky stood as well, lighting himself a cigarette before heading to the front of the ship, the thoughts he had moving forward were solely focused on his desire to attain himself a devil fruit, since on this crew thus far only the Captain held one.

Molly made her way to the back of the ship as well, stretching out and excited that she’d finally be able to show what she could do. She hadn’t been a commanding officer for all that long and she wanted to showcase her skills. It wasn’t like many of the females on the crew were treated with any respect, so this was a rare opportunity to showcase her skills.

Desmond took the prisoner and tossed her over his shoulder as he stood up, making sure to hold her by the rump as he plodded against the ground. Large thumping noises heard from his massive feet all the while as he whisked their newfound victim down to the prison below deck. She’d be interrogated thoroughly.

As the remaining members went about their business one thought came into mind for the majority of them. This wasn’t going to be easy, even with Brood being one of the stronger individuals out on the seas. There was no way to know what awaited them on Notice. But they had to do things different than they’d normally do. This required far more sophistication than traditionally needed. It was only a matter of time before Brood’s plan ended properly.

To Be Continued...
[ Thug Throng ] | [ Invisible Interplay ]
[ Jailhouse Jamboree ]





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Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #bb8598 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Mon Jan 10, 2022 5:22 am
 
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Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig





Brood listened to the large canine recount the events of his slaughter and was impressed enough to go ahead with the plan he was brewing in his mind. Looking to Leyla he stared at her confused as she seemingly started littering the boat with all of her trash.

It took a moment, but he then remembered that the little bitch was a mute. Asking her any questions about what she just did was a waste of time. He'd raise his fingers to his forehead, massaging his temples momentarily before gazing over towards the rest of his commanders.

"So uh, moving on. What's the plan for when we hit the docks boss?." Ricky crossed his arms over one another, looking over towards Brood with a stern look caressing his features.

Erudite leaned over in her chair to look at all of the documents before she'd flag down someone to collect it all. Even if Brood was too distracted to realize the good work that Layla did, she wasn't.

"It's simple really. Erudite will stay on the ship with the rest of the crew, you are going to keep the ship moving. Encircle the island until I tell you otherwise."

Erudite didn't speak but instead chose to nod her head after leaning back in her chair once more.

"Desmond and Layla are going to go figure out who is in charge of this island and recover that crucial information asap. Because she is so fucking weak, you will be her muscle Desmond. Don't fuck this up."

Desmond didn't say much since he was drooling over the woman in his lap, whom he was having saucy and racy fantasies about. In hindsight, Brood really should have thought twice about having him hold down the hostage.

"Jackson, your only job is to rig any marine ships at the docks to explode. Resist your urge to be a dumb fuck. Do not kill any civvies." He didn't want to scare off potential clientele. There had to be a modicum of restraint with this operation.

Jackson was tinkering away with something makeshift and explosive looking. It disturbed Brood that the look on Jackson's face was identical to the one that Desmond had. Just how many perverts were on this damn crew anyway...

"Kobe I want you and Molly to go out and convince any of the local tough guys and miscreants to join our cause. We need them to cause a big enough distraction so that we can move about the island peacefully."

"You got it boss!" Molly saluted while seated in a manner that let her rest her hammer between her thighs.

"Lastly, Ricky and I will be visiting the local Marine HQ. Going to root out the cancer before it has a chance to spread. Does anyone have any questions before we get to the island?"

There was a need for this initial phase to be as peaceful as possible. If they caused too much of a commotion then it'd be much harder to take this place over before he could get his allies to begin their operations on the island. Still, there was no doubt that this would become big news.



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Tag Order
Brood-→Cygnus→Leyla→Brood





Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #bb8598 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!
by Brood
on Thu Jan 06, 2022 12:59 am
 
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Topic: [Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig
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[Notice: Contestation Saga][Part I] Eviction Notice: Seafarer's Shindig





The orange haired Marine had finally got his crew into formation, with most of the remaining enemy ships now being well within range to fire upon the Dead Air. In short order they did just that.

To their surprised, however, the Dead Air was a hell of a lot more sturdier than they had anticipated. This was showcased by the fact that as the hail of cannons seemingly hit the ship, many of the iron balls glanced off the hull of the ship entirely. It was something that the Captain had never seen before.

It was then that he had noticed that the guard captain that had tried to give him orders earlier clashed in the sky above both ships, only to be hit once and captured by the enemy.

"This is precisely why Marines don't take orders from local governments. They can't handle the pressure! Keep hammering them boys!"

He was sure that they bypassed whatever special coating or nonsense the Dead Air had going on in short order. So long as he remained persistent in the onslaught.

Little did he know, however, things were about to end in a spectacular fashion.



An individual wearing a rather expensive bowler hat and a suit that was white in color walked along the deck of the ship, making his way over towards where the large canine man was situated. "Hey kid, boss needs you at the front of the ship. Get there double-time." This man had been a commander as well, but he had been gambling in the back rooms the entire time.

"Also stay away from the side of the ship, things are about to get rather climactic." He had a strong accent that made him sound as though he came from a place that had a great deal of organized crime.

The man tapped his cane against the wooden planks before walking off towards the front of the ship.  In that moment that someone said his name when running past him. An audible 'Hey Ricky' could be heard for a brief moment. It was clear that this was Ricky Bag O'Bricks. A man rarely seen and rarely spoke of.



A woman with blond hair waited near the pully system that brought up the individual row-boats and once the boat carrying Layla had pulled up, she'd lower the hooks and begin to pull the raft upwards. There would be only a brief moment before she'd lay a plank across from the boat so that the people aboard could cross.

It was none other than Molly Hitski, whom wasn't a commander but who did hold a rather important position on the ship. She had been down below decks, making sure that everyone was repairing any of the damage the ship was taking. Despite the fact that it wasn't her job to do so.

With a smile she'd look over towards Layla, "Don't beat yourself up. We'll crush 'em faster next time!" There as a psychotic expression her face, which contrasted nicely with the fact that she wore all pastel colors and was wearing what appeared to be a short sailor girl costume.

She'd adjust her goggles before gesturing towards the front of the ship.

"Better hurry, the Grumble Party is starting!!" She exclaimed, skipping off towards the bow of the ship.



Brood folded his arms across one another, tapping his foot against the carpet that was underneath his foot. Things were starting to progress perfectly now. He knew that his capture of this powerful woman might have seemed lackluster to the rest of the crew, but he didn't choose to have this overwhelming offensive capability. He was chosen to have it.

Still, he was surprised to see Erudite come aboard the ship once more after utilizing a water spout to propel herself upward. She was soaked to the bone but it was hard to read her expression.

"So?....eh"

Erudite ringed out her shirt and shook her hips quickly in an attempt to get most of the moisture off her person, walking over to her seat and plopping down onto it once more. A huff leaving her barely parted lips momentarily.

"I saw the boat she was on making it's way back so I figure she'll be here shortly. What are we doing with the lollipop." Erudite gestured towards the captive who was still struggling while being in Desmond's meaty arms.

"I'm thinking we go ahe-" Demond found himself cut off almost immediately by Brood. "She will first witness our power-eh, then she will bend-ee to our will."

Jackson's face grew excited and Erudite closed her eyes, with only a smirk on her face. Desmond all the while looked disappointed, but was never the less laughing within the next minute.

Brood's eyes wandered over to yet another grunt in an fantastically gaudy suit.
"Is everyone accounted for?"

"Yes, Boss!" The grunt exclaimed.

Brood began to get rowdy. "Good. Now that-ee Layla is out of range-ee, unleash the grumble-eh party!"

His orders were loud and booming, the cannon fire from the enemy that had been raining down upon the vessel the entire time had been largely ignored until now. With the ship turning on its side so that the starboard was facing away from the island. And then suddenly, as though hell itself had opened up, many panels opened up on the side of the Dead Air.

The barrels of an absurd amount of cannons appeared from the various hatches, each one polished to a shine. There was a lull for a moment until suddenly the sky blackened. At least that is what it seemed like to anyone facing the cannons.

The large wall of black smoke was enough to give away the Dead Air's exactly position, but it came at a trade off.

Annihilation.

In an instant many of the Navy ships were mimicking swiss cheese. Many began to sink almost instantaneously while others had caught on fire. The impressive volley of iron balls was enough to stain ships red with the blood of those unfortunate to get hit. It left the ships near impossible to repair.

"We should have done that from the start... what a waste of time." Erudite shook her head in displeasure, not wanting to admit that she had enjoyed herself so far.

"DIEEEYIYIYIYI" Jackson exclaimed with a large blush covering his cheeks, not that anyone could see it underneath his bandages.

He stood on the rail of the ship, holding onto one of the ropes for balance. Looking out at the sheer destruction that had occurred before his very eyes. It was a euphoric feeling that washed over him. Enough to make the man begin to preach.

"I am the harbinger of death! Bringer of demise!! Hark, for you all have ran out your clock! For you all-"

Brood began to tune the man out, since he knew that this maddening preaching was going to last for quite a while. He'd look over towards his new captive. She didn't look as though her spirit had broken.

"You... bastards won't get...." Roslyn tried to speak and it was at this point that Brood noticed that Desmond was holding her so tightly that she couldn't breath enough to talk.

"Des... knock her out for now." He stated in a casual manner, to which Desmond immediately tightened his grip.

The woman began to sputter immediately, coughing and gasping for air where she could. "W-why are you d-doing this?..."

"Money-eh." There was a matter of fact tone to his voice as he spoke.

And just like that she was out like a light.



It was a horrible sight... black smoke and then the next thing that he knew, the orange haired man was floating in the ocean. His back pressed up against debris that he was fortunate to have there. He was in a daze...

He didn't have time to think about much of anything. He could hear the screams of his comrades and looking around, he knew that things were only going to get worst once the Primetime Pirates landed on the shore.

Reaching into his coat pocket, he'd take out his transponder snail, the purupurupuru sound repeated for about a minute before someone picked up. "Notice... is going to fall. I need someone to come get me.... We need to regroup..."

Silence reigned over the airwaves briefly, before a deep voice came out from the other side. "You will apprehend him later, before they go back to the Grandline. We will send a team out to retrieve you. Don't die before we get there."

He couldn't confirm or deny the request as he had passed out from the blood loss.

To Be Continued...



"Everyone-ee gather around. We have-eh shit to discuss-eh before we get-ee to the island." He was calm as every member of his crew that was a grunt seemingly went back to doing their menial tasks.

The were aware he wasn't speaking to them.

"Pull up a chair Kobe and Layla-eh." He invited them to sit with him and his round table, though Layla already had a seat here despite being weak as fuck.

"Give me the-ee quick version of what-eh you all were doing. Except for you Jackson-eh... I already know-ee." He'd close his eyes, contemplative.

The ship had already began to correct it's course and head towards Notice proper.

Erudite spoke first, "I drowned the bastards, what else was I going to do? Hug them to death?" Erudite shot a nasty look at Desmond, but he still paid her no mind what-so-ever.

"I was trying to get laid but some chump wanted to be the protagonist of MY story. So I turned everyone into roadkill, as I often do." Desmond flashed a massive smile as he kept his victim tightly nestled in his arms.

"I see... Kobe-ee, Layla?" Brood waited to hear the response from his mink comrade.



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Tag Order
Brood-→Cygnus→Leyla→Brood





Brood's color: #4F94AE - Laugh: Eeeheheheh!
Erudite's color: #75ca9b - Laugh: Splishlishlish!
Desmond's color: #9900ff - Laugh: Pervavava!
Jackson's color: #840a35 - Laugh: Dieyiyiyi!
Sunflower's color: #d98301 - Laugh: Slashuashuashu!
Peytor's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Businessnessness!
Ricky's color: #66cccc - Laugh: Fugetaboudadada!
Toenail's color: #bb8598 - Laugh: Trotototot!
Molly's color:  #bb8598 - Laugh: Whoopoopoop!

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