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Well, expect a post tomorrow. ^^
You better, or Chirashi will make the new fishman pirates! fufu!
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@GingerBoi123@Lmpkio@VitaVitaAR
Kamen Usagi let out a deep breath, "Fuuuuuuu, I can finally get the hell out of here." He groaned, cracking his neck and heading back down the steps. This was a long day, but at the very least he had two higher ups witness to his heroic deeds. He rubbed the back of his head, "Troublesome crap." The young hero groaned, why did this have to happen today? But, it could be good news, maybe he'd rank up from this? Who the hell knows! "It's gotta happen right? Hehe." This was going to be great, it was time to get a couple of meals from the shop. With a quick pop, off came the mask and Usagi was reborn!
"Alright, Time to get some food~" He sighed happily, wait... no, OW! the pain! it surged through his body like rivers through land. "Nnnngh... Ow ow ow..." He groaned, he could feel his ribs slipping. "Alright... First... Super..." He groaned, placing the mask back on, just so he could call Super. "I.. Need... Help..." THUD!
Kamen Usagi let out a deep breath, "Fuuuuuuu, I can finally get the hell out of here." He groaned, cracking his neck and heading back down the steps. This was a long day, but at the very least he had two higher ups witness to his heroic deeds. He rubbed the back of his head, "Troublesome crap." The young hero groaned, why did this have to happen today? But, it could be good news, maybe he'd rank up from this? Who the hell knows! "It's gotta happen right? Hehe." This was going to be great, it was time to get a couple of meals from the shop. With a quick pop, off came the mask and Usagi was reborn!
"Alright, Time to get some food~" He sighed happily, wait... no, OW! the pain! it surged through his body like rivers through land. "Nnnngh... Ow ow ow..." He groaned, he could feel his ribs slipping. "Alright... First... Super..." He groaned, placing the mask back on, just so he could call Super. "I.. Need... Help..." THUD!
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I'll get a post up tonight
Some O’clock, The Rumtown Docks.
Chirashi had made his way onto the marine ship, Luckily no stragglers appeared to be remaining. His head shifted left and right as he wandered the hallways. Yes, This was good so far, “Nothing to see here.” He muttered under his breathe, quickly turning a corner and dropping to the ground. Using his amazing Fishman agility he scurried along the wooden deck like a crab. “Yes… It’s here!” He exclaimed in a hushed voice, quickly cupping his hands over his mouth. “Shhh….” Chirashi spoke to himself.
Yes, this was the treasure he’d been seeking! With shaky hand, he reached for the doorknob. Behind this door, this very wooden door that stood before him, was everything he could want! Yes! Behind this door! WAS THE MARINE KITCHEN THAT HOUSED EVERY RECIPE HE COULD THINK OF! (possibly.) -Warning ShipMayNotContainEveryRecipeYouCouldImagine-
Yes! He grabbed the knob, throwing the door open and burst inside. “HELLO RECIP-” He stopped himself as he came to the quick realization, This room was not empty. Inside the kitchen was an entire cheffery, Cheffary… cheffe… A bunch of cooks! “Fffffffffffffffff-fish nuggets.” Chirashi grabbed a chef’s hat off the hook next to the door, placed it on his head and, with one quick turn of the heel, walked right back out the door.
“Good day Gents!” He nodded back to them as he walked away.
“He’s tress-passing!”
“Grab the guns!”
“I’m sure we could talk about this!” The fishman chef shouts as bullets whiz past him.
“You’re under arrest!”
“Stop resisting!”
“THIS IS CLEARLY A RACIAL THING ISN’T IT!?” He screams back.
“Dirty Fishmen, think they own everything!” One of the marines screams at him.
“Jesus Doug…”
“Take a chill pill man...”
“Really.”
“Nope.” Chirashi leaps from the deck of the ship and into the ocean. “I forgot for a second there. I can swim faster underwater… I’m a damned fishman.” He sighed, but looking back… “But… Those recipes...”
Chirashi had made his way onto the marine ship, Luckily no stragglers appeared to be remaining. His head shifted left and right as he wandered the hallways. Yes, This was good so far, “Nothing to see here.” He muttered under his breathe, quickly turning a corner and dropping to the ground. Using his amazing Fishman agility he scurried along the wooden deck like a crab. “Yes… It’s here!” He exclaimed in a hushed voice, quickly cupping his hands over his mouth. “Shhh….” Chirashi spoke to himself.
Yes, this was the treasure he’d been seeking! With shaky hand, he reached for the doorknob. Behind this door, this very wooden door that stood before him, was everything he could want! Yes! Behind this door! WAS THE MARINE KITCHEN THAT HOUSED EVERY RECIPE HE COULD THINK OF! (possibly.) -Warning ShipMayNotContainEveryRecipeYouCouldImagine-
Yes! He grabbed the knob, throwing the door open and burst inside. “HELLO RECIP-” He stopped himself as he came to the quick realization, This room was not empty. Inside the kitchen was an entire cheffery, Cheffary… cheffe… A bunch of cooks! “Fffffffffffffffff-fish nuggets.” Chirashi grabbed a chef’s hat off the hook next to the door, placed it on his head and, with one quick turn of the heel, walked right back out the door.
“Good day Gents!” He nodded back to them as he walked away.
“He’s tress-passing!”
“Grab the guns!”
“I’m sure we could talk about this!” The fishman chef shouts as bullets whiz past him.
“You’re under arrest!”
“Stop resisting!”
“THIS IS CLEARLY A RACIAL THING ISN’T IT!?” He screams back.
“Dirty Fishmen, think they own everything!” One of the marines screams at him.
“Jesus Doug…”
“Take a chill pill man...”
“Really.”
“Nope.” Chirashi leaps from the deck of the ship and into the ocean. “I forgot for a second there. I can swim faster underwater… I’m a damned fishman.” He sighed, but looking back… “But… Those recipes...”
@GingerBoi123@deanmachin
The room was mostly quiet after, everyone seemed to be waiting in anticipation for the Fuhrer to arrive… small chat was obviously kept to a minimum. Even Mayhew was quiet, which for him was quite the feat as he could talk the ear off a statue when in the right mood. But today he knew the business was of a very serious matter, that’s why they were given a private conference room. And as the room was all settled, everyone finally finding their proper level of comfort. (and throats all cleared.) The fuhrer stepped into the room, His chest puffed out and his beard glorious and well kept.
If you’ve ever stared down the eyes of an angry beast protecting its territory, then you know the look on the face of the Fuhrer. His eyes cold, serious and clearly not in the mood for any merrymaking. He took his seat at the head of the table and slammed down a pile of papers. This of-course gathered everyone’s attention in an instant. “I’m not here for games.” The Fuhrer snarled, “What I’m about to tell you is of the utmost secrecy and importance.” His eyes measured up each and every member at the table.
“You will be part of a task-force. You will hunt down these beasts. You will put them down.” With a wave of his hands, papers stretched atop the counter. Each and everyone of them containing the images of people, brutally fused to machines. Though these images varied in age, some many years apart. “There is a sickness in this country. Alchemists whom believe they can step in the realm of god. Those who believe they can preform inhuman alchemical feats.” The Fuhrers voice boomed.
“I am not one of these men. I do not believe in the use of human Alchemy. You all are here to uphold this law, the law of our country and our people!” His lips curled as he spoke, like a beast snarling, “You are the chosen few for your areas of alchemical expertise. Each of you has been chosen for a set purpose, your skills in tracking down Rogue Alchemists, your natural aptitude for investigation, Your understanding of the powers of Alchemy and its inner workings and finally, for your curiosity and drive to pursue the unknown.”
He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back in his chair, showing his muscular form. “You all will depart from here, Investigate this mess. How you do it will be up to you, but you will inform everyone of your progress, especially myself.” The Fuhrer looked around the table, varied looks of confusion, worry and the like. “You don’t have time to ask questions. There are sadists out there killing our people. Go stop them.”
The group remained silent as the Fuhrer stayed speechless. “I SAID GO STOP THEM!” He growled, “SIR! YES SIR!” the men spoke and left, though the Alchemists had their own plans in mind...
The room was mostly quiet after, everyone seemed to be waiting in anticipation for the Fuhrer to arrive… small chat was obviously kept to a minimum. Even Mayhew was quiet, which for him was quite the feat as he could talk the ear off a statue when in the right mood. But today he knew the business was of a very serious matter, that’s why they were given a private conference room. And as the room was all settled, everyone finally finding their proper level of comfort. (and throats all cleared.) The fuhrer stepped into the room, His chest puffed out and his beard glorious and well kept.
If you’ve ever stared down the eyes of an angry beast protecting its territory, then you know the look on the face of the Fuhrer. His eyes cold, serious and clearly not in the mood for any merrymaking. He took his seat at the head of the table and slammed down a pile of papers. This of-course gathered everyone’s attention in an instant. “I’m not here for games.” The Fuhrer snarled, “What I’m about to tell you is of the utmost secrecy and importance.” His eyes measured up each and every member at the table.
“You will be part of a task-force. You will hunt down these beasts. You will put them down.” With a wave of his hands, papers stretched atop the counter. Each and everyone of them containing the images of people, brutally fused to machines. Though these images varied in age, some many years apart. “There is a sickness in this country. Alchemists whom believe they can step in the realm of god. Those who believe they can preform inhuman alchemical feats.” The Fuhrers voice boomed.
“I am not one of these men. I do not believe in the use of human Alchemy. You all are here to uphold this law, the law of our country and our people!” His lips curled as he spoke, like a beast snarling, “You are the chosen few for your areas of alchemical expertise. Each of you has been chosen for a set purpose, your skills in tracking down Rogue Alchemists, your natural aptitude for investigation, Your understanding of the powers of Alchemy and its inner workings and finally, for your curiosity and drive to pursue the unknown.”
He folded his arms across his chest and leaned back in his chair, showing his muscular form. “You all will depart from here, Investigate this mess. How you do it will be up to you, but you will inform everyone of your progress, especially myself.” The Fuhrer looked around the table, varied looks of confusion, worry and the like. “You don’t have time to ask questions. There are sadists out there killing our people. Go stop them.”
The group remained silent as the Fuhrer stayed speechless. “I SAID GO STOP THEM!” He growled, “SIR! YES SIR!” the men spoke and left, though the Alchemists had their own plans in mind...
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Well I'll let you think of what you'll do with him.
Hmm. Well his bounty is on you, but I'll think of something (I like the idea of him being some sort of villain turned ally, or a strong pirate of some kind, dunno)
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Well it would be interesting to have him be a reoccurring character and perhaps become an ally in the distant future.
i just liked the idea of a GIANT fox man. (monster point will be fucking epic.)
@Infichi
Looks good. I take it that Monsune is going to be a reoccurring character?
He's going to be something awesome, you can chose to make him whatever you want XD i just had to get the idea out of my head (also, again bounty is on you fufufu)
Name: Monsune
Nickname(s): The Gigant Fox
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Kitshido
Appearance:
Position: Captain of the Crimson Claw Pirates
Bounty:
Personality:
Monsune is a learner, a seeker of knowledge, he obtained all he could after becoming what he has. Before he was merely a Kitshido, a curious and battle hardened fox. He fought and stole and did what he needed to survive… but now he has obtained knowledge, the capacity to think far beyond what he could before. He’s changed, he’s seen the world for what it truly is.
Monsune wishes to end the cruelty of humanity. He despises the way people are treated, such as slaves and prisoners. He views the world much like that of a fox, kill or be killed; its a fox eat fox world. He wishes to aid those that have been treated cruelly and give them a chance for vengeance. To give them back their honor, and dignity.
He seeks out those who have been wronged, to give them a new chance as part of his crew. Once part, he is like the Shogun, he rules over them. Iron Paw, Warm Heart, that is his philosophy, he is strict, but each member of his crew will be given proper respect. Monsune enjoys anything a fox would enjoy, Meat, Milk and Booze, (mostly his human half).
He views himself as that of a Shogun, believing it is his RIGHT to free those from oppression, to bring them under his banner. To bring them to the ruling class.
History:
Monsune started life out as a normal Kitshido, being given his first blade by his father and learning the sword as they do. As he grew, he became quite skilled at the blade and entered his first village. He was part of an infiltration group, their job was to go in and grab any meat or swords they could find. Though tonight would not be a good night for our little fox, he was snatched up by a trader. Taken from his family and his home, thrown into a crate and hidden in the dark for days. He was starved, without any food to eat he could feel himself fading quickly…
But then it happened, the trader tossed in a strange fruit, figuring the fox wouldn’t eat a fruit… they eat meat after all. But this fox, This Kitshido was starving, anything, he wanted no… he needed anything. He gobbled the fruit right up, granting him knowledge, intelligence, Power.
With this new found strength, he exploded out of the crate, a giant of a man. His strength was enhanced to degrees he’d never dreamed. He ripped the ship to shreds and drowned all the crew, but, he couldn’t swim. He sank, turning back into his fox state, though luckily for him the current dragged his body to an island.
Here on this island, began the legacy of Monsune, He took what he needed. Then, because he could, he started to take what he wanted. The people couldn’t do anything to fight back, how could they stop a giant? Monsune learned, he trained, he took a boat for himself and he left the island. He saw the world, pirates and marines alike. He saw how Fishmen were enslaved and not just Fishmen, Giants and Merfolk and even humans.
His heart grew black, angry, he couldn’t stand it any longer! Monsune, The Monster Kitsune as he’d been called, Ravaged the slave auction he’d come across. He slaughtered everyone that dared to stand to him and he released the slaves. Some of them pledged their lives in servitude, gifting him an idea he’d entertained but never acted on. He’d become a pirate, a true blue pirate.
The Crimson Claw was born, the pirate crew made up of former slaves and prisoners. Their mission was a simple one, free all those they could from the binds of the world government. They attacked Prison transport ships, Prison Islands, Slave Auctions and anything else they could manage to get their mitts on.
For 16 years he rampaged, bringing us to present day, Where he continues his rampage amongst the grandline and beyond… Looking to bring down the world government.
Weapon(s): Dual Katana
-Power/Skill: Human Human Fruit, Model Giant. Two Sword Fox Style
-Description: The Human Human Fruit, Model Giant. Turns the user into a Giant human, giving them the initial 3 stages, base form, hybrid form and full giant form. Monsune has also learned to control these stages, granting himself partial transformation and Giant Best form. Allowing him to use the giant stage while remaining in a fox’s body.
Techniques: - When i can come up with the sword style, I will put it here-
Other:
Nickname(s): The Gigant Fox
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Kitshido
Appearance:
Position: Captain of the Crimson Claw Pirates
Bounty:
Personality:
Monsune is a learner, a seeker of knowledge, he obtained all he could after becoming what he has. Before he was merely a Kitshido, a curious and battle hardened fox. He fought and stole and did what he needed to survive… but now he has obtained knowledge, the capacity to think far beyond what he could before. He’s changed, he’s seen the world for what it truly is.
Monsune wishes to end the cruelty of humanity. He despises the way people are treated, such as slaves and prisoners. He views the world much like that of a fox, kill or be killed; its a fox eat fox world. He wishes to aid those that have been treated cruelly and give them a chance for vengeance. To give them back their honor, and dignity.
He seeks out those who have been wronged, to give them a new chance as part of his crew. Once part, he is like the Shogun, he rules over them. Iron Paw, Warm Heart, that is his philosophy, he is strict, but each member of his crew will be given proper respect. Monsune enjoys anything a fox would enjoy, Meat, Milk and Booze, (mostly his human half).
He views himself as that of a Shogun, believing it is his RIGHT to free those from oppression, to bring them under his banner. To bring them to the ruling class.
History:
Monsune started life out as a normal Kitshido, being given his first blade by his father and learning the sword as they do. As he grew, he became quite skilled at the blade and entered his first village. He was part of an infiltration group, their job was to go in and grab any meat or swords they could find. Though tonight would not be a good night for our little fox, he was snatched up by a trader. Taken from his family and his home, thrown into a crate and hidden in the dark for days. He was starved, without any food to eat he could feel himself fading quickly…
But then it happened, the trader tossed in a strange fruit, figuring the fox wouldn’t eat a fruit… they eat meat after all. But this fox, This Kitshido was starving, anything, he wanted no… he needed anything. He gobbled the fruit right up, granting him knowledge, intelligence, Power.
With this new found strength, he exploded out of the crate, a giant of a man. His strength was enhanced to degrees he’d never dreamed. He ripped the ship to shreds and drowned all the crew, but, he couldn’t swim. He sank, turning back into his fox state, though luckily for him the current dragged his body to an island.
Here on this island, began the legacy of Monsune, He took what he needed. Then, because he could, he started to take what he wanted. The people couldn’t do anything to fight back, how could they stop a giant? Monsune learned, he trained, he took a boat for himself and he left the island. He saw the world, pirates and marines alike. He saw how Fishmen were enslaved and not just Fishmen, Giants and Merfolk and even humans.
His heart grew black, angry, he couldn’t stand it any longer! Monsune, The Monster Kitsune as he’d been called, Ravaged the slave auction he’d come across. He slaughtered everyone that dared to stand to him and he released the slaves. Some of them pledged their lives in servitude, gifting him an idea he’d entertained but never acted on. He’d become a pirate, a true blue pirate.
The Crimson Claw was born, the pirate crew made up of former slaves and prisoners. Their mission was a simple one, free all those they could from the binds of the world government. They attacked Prison transport ships, Prison Islands, Slave Auctions and anything else they could manage to get their mitts on.
For 16 years he rampaged, bringing us to present day, Where he continues his rampage amongst the grandline and beyond… Looking to bring down the world government.
Weapon(s): Dual Katana
-Power/Skill: Human Human Fruit, Model Giant. Two Sword Fox Style
-Description: The Human Human Fruit, Model Giant. Turns the user into a Giant human, giving them the initial 3 stages, base form, hybrid form and full giant form. Monsune has also learned to control these stages, granting himself partial transformation and Giant Best form. Allowing him to use the giant stage while remaining in a fox’s body.
Techniques: - When i can come up with the sword style, I will put it here-
Other:
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