BayRat

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@Ira

I find it interested that Jackal is perhaps the only one with a relatively set moral guidance of the crew, guess that could make him a good conscience for the rest.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

Jackal Ventmaw

Appearance:
(rarely will he take his armor off at all, he even sleeps in it.)

Height/Weight: 6'0 200 lbs

Age: 18

Personality: Quiet, and holds honor and chivalry as his Morales. He may be a pirate but he has a certain ethical code to go by. Namely he respects all opponents regardless of how weak, antagonizing, or disrespectful, and he refuses to plunder or commit crimes unless it is for the purpose of his crew or at the very least someone or something else.
He enjoys sparring and reading as his favorite pass times.

Home Island/Sea: Hails from south blue but not from any island.

History: Jackal was born on a ship called the hellkite, owned by a large band of pirate mercenaries who went by the name of the dragon's tooth. The pirates were mostly comprised of three families, The Ventmaws, Harbingers, and Boltwings, who had united years ago supposedly under the guidance of a talking sea dragon or serpent, however the bulk of their legend and the sea serpent itself are more likely rumors if anything. The pirate group acted more as freelance mercenaries for hire, that acted upon a strict code of knight-like honor and chivalry, though skewed in a way that it wouldn't interfere with their pirate lifestyle and mercenary business. Whatever job they were hired to do they would do it to the best of their ability and never take anything more of their employer's reward. The crew, now five generations in, were born and bound to life on the ship, never resting anywhere else. The families also had prized the Ryu Ryu Devil fruit, which was said to be given to the families by the sea dragon. Jackal was trained by his father starting at the age of five of his designating weapons of lance and shield, the same style his father fought. This training continued until the day the crew fell. After the crew had successfully killed a celestial dragon they were exterminated the day after by elite marine forces, those that survived were hanged at the gallows. Jackal had escaped with the help of his father, he was no older then 13 on the day that he was sent off the sinking ship in a pile of driftwood and debris with his father's armor, lance, great shield, and the family's devil fruit, hearing his fathers last words "Carry on the family name, when you get to shore, equip my gear Jackal, and eat the devil fruit, for you are destined to continue the legacy of the followers of the great serpent." These words he has still never forgotten, and he follows his instructions accordingly.

Fruit: Ryu Ryu no mi, a mythic zoan class fruit.
The fruit gives the user the passive traits of an incredible resistance to heat and fire, heightened physical ability and senses, namely in sight and smell, as the user can smell with their tongue.

Full transformation:

He becomes a 25 foot, 1 ton dragon-like lizard beast. In addition to his great strength, his scales are as durable as Iron, making standard weapons and bullets nearly ineffective against his hide, with the exception of his belly as it is of softer scutes and serves as a weak spot. His armor remolds and seems to change into a different form, becoming identical to what is seen in the picture.

Minor fire manipulation, he can only produce fire from his body, currently he can ignite his body in fire, throw fire balls that have half the power of a grenade, and breathe flames. Due to the fruit's high heat tolerance his own fire can't harm him.

Abilities/Race Traits:
His keen eyes and sense of smells makes him a great navigator on the ship or traversing on land, with the use of his forked tongue he can smell various scents that are over a mile away and pin down the direction of the scent in a similar fashion to a tuning fork.

Fighting style: While not transformed he plays a semi defensive role with his shield and lance, with allies he will often protect them from attacks with his shields and sometimes perform a counter attack. He uses his shield like a hammer when attacking and he is surprisingly fast with his lance, often delivering a flurry of thrusts or swinging the weapon like a staff.

In full transformation he becomes much more aggressive and ruthless, with a strategy of keep pushing at the target and not give them a chance to recover. He his currently looking for a weapon that can suit this form

Ship Positions: Navigator of the Sunny Massacre Pirates.

Bounty: 0 (however when is identity is revealed to the Marines it will likely spike up.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@Ira

Alright and yeah Id like Jackal to be a apart of your crew.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@Ira fixed! Thanks!

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

Name: Jackal Ventmaw

Appearance:
(rarely will he take his armor off at all, he even sleeps in it.)

Height/Weight: 6'0 200 lbs

Age: 18

Personality: Quiet, and holds honor and chivalry as his Morales. He may be a pirate but he has a certain ethical code to go by. Namely he respects all opponents regardless of how weak, antagonizing, or disrespectful, and he refuses to plunder or commit crimes unless it is for the purpose of his crew or at the very least someone or something else.
He enjoys sparring and reading as his favorite pass times.

Home Island/Sea: Hails from south blue but not from any island.

History: Jackal was born on a ship called the hellkite, owned by a large band of pirate mercenaries who went by the name of the dragon's tooth. The pirates were mostly comprised of three families, The Ventmaws, Harbingers, and Boltwings, who had united years ago supposedly under the guidance of a talking sea dragon or serpent, however the bulk of their legend and the sea serpent itself are more likely rumors if anything. The pirate group acted more as freelance mercenaries for hire, that acted upon a strict code of knight-like honor and chivalry, though skewed in a way that it wouldn't interfere with their pirate lifestyle and mercenary business. Whatever job they were hired to do they would do it to the best of their ability and never take anything more of their employer's reward. The crew, now five generations in, were born and bound to life on the ship, never resting anywhere else. The families also had prized the Ryu Ryu Devil fruit, which was said to be given to the families by the sea dragon. Jackal was trained by his father starting at the age of five of his designating weapons of lance and shield, the same style his father fought. This training continued until the day the crew fell. After the crew had successfully killed a celestial dragon they were exterminated the day after by elite marine forces, those that survived were hanged at the gallows. Jackal had escaped with the help of his father, he was no older then 13 on the day that he was sent off the sinking ship in a pile of driftwood and debris with his father's armor, lance, great shield, and the family's devil fruit, hearing his fathers last words "Carry on the family name, when you get to shore, equip my gear Jackal, and eat the devil fruit, for you are destined to continue the legacy of the followers of the great serpent." These words he has still never forgotten, and he follows his instructions accordingly.

Fruit: Ryu Ryu no mi, a mythic zoan class fruit.
The fruit gives the user the passive traits of an incredible resistance to heat and fire, heightened physical ability and senses, namely in sight and smell, as the user can smell with their tongue.

Full transformation:

He becomes a 25 foot, 1 ton dragon-like lizard beast. In addition to his great strength, his scales are as durable as Iron, making standard weapons and bullets nearly ineffective against his hide, with the exception of his belly which is of softer scutes and serves as a weak spot. His armor remolds and seems to change into a different form, becoming identical to what is seen in the picture.

Minor fire manipulation, he can only produce fire from his body, currently he can ignite his body in fire, throw fire balls that have half the power of a grenade, and breathe flames. Due to the fruit's high heat tolerance his own fire cant harm him.

Abilities/Race Traits:
His keen eyes and sense of smells makes him a great navigator on the ship or traversing on land, with the use of his forked tongue he can smell various scents that are over a mile away and pin down the direction of the scent in a similar fashion to a tuning fork.

Fighting style: While not transformed he plays a semi defensive role with his shield and lance, with allies he will often protect them from attacks with his shields and sometimes perform a counter attack. He uses his shield like a hammer when attacking and he is surprisingly fast with his lance, often delivering a flurry of thrusts or swinging the weapon like a staff.

In full transformation he becomes much more aggressive and ruthless, with a strategy of keep pushing at the target and not give them a chance to recover. He his currently looking for a weapon that can suit this form

Ship Positions: Navigator

Bounty: 0 (however when is identity is revealed to the Marines it will likely spike up.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

This has my interest, would a mythic zoan dragon related devil fruit be allowed at all?

Ologies: A Study of Arcane Specialists {Paranormal Investigations and more}

@AdobeFlash
Least coal didn't jump into a cauldron and piss everyone off :P

Ologies: A Study of Arcane Specialists {Paranormal Investigations and more}

@jasonwolf

Drake's eyes flashed before his eyes he became captured in ice, when he came to he found Jaklo scolding him with a furious demeanor. While it was true that Drake had fantasized about such adventures this was his first time, and being still of youth and inexperience had helped cause a carefree attitude that was now shattered by Jaklo. He was right after all, this wasn't a fairy tail or some game, if they fail people die, this was his chance to mature and hold up his family's legacy. While at first his eyes were scared and distraught by his loud and intimidating leader, the eyes of a child in trouble, this soon changed to a more determined fire in his eyes after Jaklo had finished. There was a pause of silence for Drake as he stood upright off the ground finally, picking his Weapon back up. Now set straight, its as if a small boy had suddenly been replaced with a stern soldier, no tears were shed, no arguing was sent to his commander, no spite, submission, or laziness came from him, and his care free demeanor had vanished entirely. With axe in hand he looked to Jaklo, "Hunter." I replied with the same emotion-free, stern and disciplined response he could muster in his voice, as if he was a veteran soldier.

"Apologies, all." he said to the group, having embarrassed himself with lack of disclipline, more over he bowed his head towards Cassadra "sorry for the cauldron." were his last words before he turned to the melted path ahead. His posture and position were more straight then it was previous, and his eyes, though still hidden by his helmet, were fueled by determination, He didn't go far ahead from the group as they were a team after all, so after a few feet of walking ahead he stopped and waited in silence with eyes looking no where but forward in silence.

Ologies: A Study of Arcane Specialists {Paranormal Investigations and more}

@fdeviant
“They’re not as bad as you might think . . . maybe I’ll let you try them on later, you could do with some extra height,” she joked in a sultry voice.

Drake huffed at her response, though in a more playful then offended way, "I won't be so short for long." Drake commented with a grin before returning his attention to the rest of the group, he took note of the rest of allies, the monster of a vampire Mithias, Baron the, well, whatever he is, Atlas the rude vampire with the knives, and Jaklo the hunter.

“It’s moving, it’s actually walking, and I don’t think it’s a mage anymore.” Jaklo shouted rushing back to the group, “Whatever this is it’s a lot bigger than we thought. We should try to get a closer look so investigations knows what we are dealing with.”

Drake grinned with excitement as according to what Jacklo had said, it sounded as if they were up against a monster, which happened to be Drake's favorite prey challenge. He readied his massive half ton axe with an easy grip to the side, however he became distracted.

Light emanated from the circle’s center, a small spark growing into a raging flame that formed as she incanted. Once she was finished, the flames had take shape. Where the magic circle once stood, a large, ornate, brass cauldron took its place. It seemed to ward away the snow that collected around it, creating a clear patch in its immediate area. Cassandra went over to the Pit and rubbed its side as if it were an obedient pet. A flame was lit in its belly in response, providing the group with even more heat and light.

Upon seeing the burning cauldron, Drake's eyes lit up like a child at Christmas morning. His thoughts momentarily left of the threat ahead and instead dove straight into the cauldron that likely would burn any mortal flesh upon contact from its heat, however Drake seemed unharmed as he entered, and would remove his helmet with a relaxed expression. His eyes closed and a small smile on his face as he remained in the protective heat of the cauldron, Mithias's heat provided the bare minimum protection, my own heat expends my energy, the cauldron, however, provided a perfect scenario of heat and relaxation, despite what would most imagine would be an uncomfortable position, the heat was too alluring for me to care.
"I think I'll stay in here for a little bit, I'll catch up don't worry." He said half asleep and barely paying attention to reality.

Ologies: A Study of Arcane Specialists {Paranormal Investigations and more}

@jasonwolf

I was going to have my char plan an ambush during the fight.