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"Thank you. Thank you." Gill said, with a nod. He was rubbing his hands together, his deepened eyes darting from one marine to another. Though he didn't say anything the look on his face said that he knew the events were going to cost him and he was trying to figure out what it would be.

The blue haired woman watched the men talk and move without a word. As the man who knocked them down was leaving, he gave a her a look that practically screamed, behave. She knew the look anywhere as it was one she grew up with. She met it with a smile and thumbs up. Her way of saying never, and get ready because she was going to rock the town.

Once the men were out, Abbygail turned her attention to the meal, and asked for another cup of soda pop. "So." She between mouthfuls, which way is the marine HQ on this island?

The lead marine, Serges, by his name tag led the man with white hair down a street. Civilians saw them coming, blocks away and quickly fled inside. As Serges walked he put his hand in his pocket and tried not move is other hand, to touches his bruises without drawing too much attention to himself. Not that he managed very well as touching them, caused him to wince and hiss.

"You okay?" A marine walking behind their prisoner/ escort said in a timid voice.

"Shut it." Serges demanded. So they did, all the way to HQ, a large, white building, about nine stories high, topped off with the world government's flag. "Here we are." Serges said, pausing in front of the door, before going in.

"Yes sir." A marine said with a salute to Serges and the rest of his men. "How are you guys doing today."

"We need to talk to the captain." Serges said with a grunt. "This man," he arched a thumb at the white haired man who laid him down and threatened him. "Needs to be made an example of."

"Uhm." The marine behind the desk pasued for a moment before shaking his head. "Sorry sir, The captain isn't in at the moment."

'Hmmm." Serges rubbed his chin. "And the lieutenant?" The marine nodded. "Good. Get him."

"Sir." The marine rose and started moving towards the door that led deeper into the HQ. "I'll be right back. The lieutenant doesn't have his com at the moment. You know how he is while he's training. If it's not important enough to go in person, its not important enough to bother him."

"Fine." Serges turned and nodded at the white haired man. "Have a seat." He started to make eye contact but thought better of it. Instead he turned to his men and made a series of quick hand movements which directed them to take up various locations around the room in the off chance their prisoner/ example tried to make a break for it.
Since we're barely starting out, I think it would be a good idea to refrain from seeing a lot of devil fruit users. Plus, I think in our area they're rarer too. At least that's what I remember the case being for the east blue.

Was thinking we could have the liu and captain fight together, maybe as a tag type duo like one could use chains and the other could attack with knives, whose whipped around by the stronger one, or someone uses a pair of large shields and the other uses swords?

Do you have any ideas for the captain and lieutenant or should we just wait and reveal them later in story?
"The hell!" The marine mouthed. He wanted to say more, but couldn't get enough air into him to do so. He started to push up, but paused when he noticed the position he was in, the position the white haired man was in, and the clear advantage the man's position had over his own. He decided to be still and catch his breath, while hoping his fellow soldiers would see this as an opportunity to aid their downed comrade in battle.

They didn't,
even after a while.

Chest capable of taking in air, the marine narrowed his eyes and wheezed. "The hell do you think you are old man?" He paused for a few breaths before continuing with a snarl "I don't care what you suggest!" The marine made a nodding motion towards the man. "We're going to mess you up" he smiled. "And even if we don't, the captain and Lieutenant will handle you guys." He shrugged under the boot, annoyed the group hadn't attacked yet. "Of course if they don't, well, you're causing problems for the marines, and nobody wants that, right?"

"Oh god damn it!" The marine swirled towards his group. "Will you guys hurry up and rush this bum already!"

"We're trying!" A marine said.
"Yeah." The second added.
The four behind all nodded. "Our legs won't move. It's like they're glued to the floor. or something."

"Hey!" Gill shouted as he stepped out of the kitchen with a plate of tenders. "What's going on here?" He looked at the marines, and his face went white. "Look. I know they seemed rough but they weren't causing any trouble." He hurried over to what the white haired man was holding down the group's leader. "Please. Just let them go, even if they did wrong. They're just kids and I really don't wan any trouble with anyone. I just want to own my shop."

"Damn it." Abbygail sighed under her breath. With a frown, the light blue aura that permeated the room vanished and the group of marines fell forwards.
Personally I like three the most, but it isn't as original as five. Hmmm. So I'll cast my vote for 5, but in case of a tie, I'll leave a tentative vote for 3
Oh wow! Now normally I'm not really much into sandbox style rps, but I like the way the event system works, keeps things well lube!
I have a few questions:
-How about OCs?
-How far can a character be altered?
-What kind of power levels are we talking?
-Modern day setting was mentioned, so things that fit into this timeline, but what about alien races? Space travel?
-Will characters work on a first come, first serve basis, or will there be multiples of the same character. For example, what about characters like Batman who have various incarnations. Would someone be able to play owl man if there was already someone playing batman?
-What about agencies? Are we allowed to take control of something like shield, or the scp foundation?
-What about organization? I love the idea of people following their own stories but aren't things going to get confusing?
Abbygail pushed the tavern's door open. It didn't resist much, but there was a bit of a squeak. The door hadn't been treated well and the rust was starting to catch up to it. As tempting as it was, Abbygail decided not to chalk it up directly to the marine's influence as she had no way to verify that it was their fault entirely, the owners entirely, or a mixture of the owners being to preoccupied with the marines to take care of their shop. So she put the hinges into the maybe section.

"Morning." She said to the bartender, an elderly man with white hair and deep set eyes which were made all the smaller because of the bags. He hadn't been sleeping very much, if at all. Internally Abbygail chastised herself for not checking to see how long the marine in charge of the town had in fact been in charge. She wouldn't make the same mistake next time.

"Morning." The man said without looking up from the glass he was wiping clean. "Welcome to the Jerk's end. How may I help you?"

Abbygail nodded as she moved towards the bar. "Nice place you've got her." The man, Gill, if his name tag was to be believed nodded. "Thanks. We do our best here."

"We?" Abbygail said leaning forwards. Gil nodded, but didn't add anything. After a pause Abbygail shrugged. "So what do you have to eat around here? Any recommendations?"

Gil shrugged. "Normal tavern stuff. Chicken strips and rice is what I usually get."

She paused to look at the man, from the corner of her eye, noting his full frame she figured he got them a lot and if nothing else they were managable. "Great!" She said with a smile. "I'll have an order of that."

Gil nodded. "And to drink?"

Tempting as it was to request some whiskey, Abbygail decided that last time wasn't going to happen again. So she settled on soda. "Coming right up. It'll be about five minutes." Abbygail nodded a thanks as the man slid her drink across the bar.

Abbygail would've said more but was cut off by the sound of a woman gasping and a group of marines laughing furiously. Turning her eyes, while she took a drink, she watched the men laugh at the abuse.

"Hey" She whispered to Gil, who had moved closer to her to watch what was going on.

"...." Gil didn't look away but made a short nose that explained he could hear her.

"Aren't you going to do something?"

Gil shook his head.

"Why not?"

He swallowed hard and nodded to the party. "Marines."

"And?"

"They have guns, and swords."

"They do." Abbygail nodded, noting the weapons.

"They're just touching her bottom. They won't hurt her."

"Sure?" Abbygail asked and took a long drink of her soda, giving the man time to respond. When he didn't Abbygail sighed and asked where her food was.

"Yeah," Gill nodded and despite not wanting to go, turned to get the order from the kitchen.

"Great!" Abbygail put her drink down to watch the man go, and once he was gone, she turned her attention back to the marines, who were still laughing. "Room." She said calmly, without moving. Something changed in the tavern's room, almost instantly. There was a blue light, which shone in the walls and floor. None of the marines noticed, which was good.

At least they didn't notice till their pants all fell down at once, and wouldn't leave the floor when they tried to pull them back up. Nonbody was laughing now. Abbygail kept the pants down until the men's faces were red with effort. Then she let them go up, at least half of them. Unfortunately the men were pulling too hard, too fast, so once she started to slowly deactivate her power. The force the men were exercting causes the pants to rip in halves, and become unusable. Also their shirts ripped too, for some reason.

"The hell!" The marine who grabbed the waitresses bottom cursed, looking at his pants before tossing them aside to note the damage all over his shirt. "Who did this?" He shoutted, turning around and surveying everyone in the bar, which, aside from the help, was Abbygail and a dark haired man sitting at a table.

"Alright! Which one of you two did this"
Hmmm. Typical yes, but its not really needed. I remember Zoro facing the big boss of an arc, and winning at least once. Though if I had to chose I'd say the second in command since my character isn't too far familiar with her fruit.

Yes. I think it would be a little bit better to control each other's characters because fighting our own opponents would be kind of boring. i think we just need to discuss the main plot points of our characters fights.

So are we only going to have two names opponents in this arc?


@RyuHll

Okay. So do we have any idea what we want for the first villain? I figure we have a Captain/Lieutenant combo to force our characters to work together.


Yes. That would make the most sense. Plus we can have our characters identify certain targets that they both want to hit and then circumstances can lead them to meeting back up again to face the captain and lieutenant

And here we go
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