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I'll be a mod if you need me to beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
Under any other circumstance, Shauna would punch anyone that ordered her to do anything. She was her own person, and she did only what she wanted to do. So, while Roma's 'order' made her pause, she was ultimately fine with it solely because he kept his word. He said if she joined him, she'd never run out of people to punch, and he was right. Eyes locking onto the group of marines, Shauna rushed them head on.

She struck fast and hard - harder than most people would expect and with skill that defied her age. Lashing out, Shauna's fist collided with a kneecap and a marine buckled to the ground. Jumping forward, her knee thrust outward and the nose of a marine was broken. Landing, she swung wildly while the marine staggered back, his fist meeting his ribs with enough force to send the man barrel into 2 others. Whipping around, the back of her hand collided with a face and she swung around, burying her left fist in the marine's stomach.

She was breathing heavily, the blood loss from the cuts starting to get to her. Her head was swimming, but she kept fighting. The back of her heel collided with a face while her fist was buried in another. Wrapping her arms around the waist of a marine, she hugged him from behind before pulling back, her back bending as she suplexed the man, his head head hitting the ground while causing his neck to twist at an awkward angle. Grabbing his face, Shauna roared as she threw the marine into another group, knocking them all down like bowling pins.

Looking around, she breathed heavily while holding her face, looking back to the ship. Her eyes struggling to focus on the people, though she could make a few things out and her brain was still functioning... Somehow.

"Hey, cap'n," Shauna called out to Roma, "you want me to deal with fish sticks?" She inquired, cocking her head to the side.
wao. much ooc.
'Okay there are two options laid out in front of you bubble tits: we can either fight and be left for dead on this fucking island or you can join my crew and help me commandeer that ship. Where I'm going, you'll never be low on faces to punch in. It's your choice.'

'Where I'm going, you'll never be low on faces to punch in.'

'You'll never be low on faces to punch in.'

'Faces to punch in.'


The words echoed in her mind and Shauna stood still, unmoving as Roma boarded the ship and the sound of fighting filled her ears. Closing her eyes, a devilish grin made its way onto her face as she ran forward. Quickly approaching the ship, she leaped forward and caught the anchor, using it to climb aboard. Pulling herself over the side, she quickly noticed the marines seemed to be preoccupied with Roma to the point they didn't notice her.

Until it was too late of course.

Shauna's movements were fluid, her hits precise and brutal as she assaulted the marines who had only just begun to notice her. Every time her fists connected with a body and she felt the breaking of bone, she felt a wave of satisfaction. Yeah, this was why she was alive. As she punched her way through marine after marine, she seemed to ignore the blows they landed. She managed to avoid any bullets, but cuts had slowly began to show on her arms and body. It hurt, but it only seemed to serve as fuel for her fury.

Sidestepping a slash, her fist collided with the neck of a marine as she watched as it bent at a strange angle. Yeah, that guy wasn't getting up any time soon. Turning, she readied herself when she saw a larger man stalking towards her. He was a brute - big and burly with muscles that seemed to be about as big as her entire body.

A challenge.

Her grin widened as she rushed forward, hands balled up into fists. Slamming her foot on the floor, she swung her right fist forward with all of her force behind it. The situation was quite laughable - a scrawny girl was trying to punch a man that seemed to be the equivalent of a brick wall. The moment the marine saw what the girl was going for, he reared his fist back and swung forward to mirror her attack. The instant their fists collided, Shauna's grin turned into a malicious smile.

"Hey, you understand, don't you...? Just how much you fucked up." She whispered quietly as they both went still, her eyes staring into his. Tilting her head to the side, she could see the skin of his arm ripple. Then she could feel the bones in his fist breaking. Then she saw his shoulder dislocate while the bones in his forearm seemed to break through the skin.

"Get bodied." She said, venom lacing her words as she brought her left arm around for an uppercut, her fist burying itself in the man's stomach as he was lifted off the ground. Stepping back, she watched the marine fall to the ground.

"Alright, who's next?" She inquired, looking around casually, her fists ready to ruin some more peoples' day.
"Hey, you bitch!" Shauna yelled out as Roma ran off, eyes narrowed. He had called her out then ran away. Like a little bitch. Eyes burning and with a sudden burst of adrenaline, Shauna took off after Roma. No one called her out then pussied out. She couldn't let something like that slide. One person does it, then everybody is doing it. This was a matter of respect - life and death.

Serious shit.

Skidding to a halt when they reached the docks, Shauna's eyes narrowed.

"Hey, asshole!" She exclaimed, pointing a finger at Roma. "We ain't through 'ere. Them's was fightin' words, ya said. So we're gonna have ta' throw down." Shauna explained, hands balled up into fists.
"What." Shuana's words were more a statement than a question. Why was there sticky stuff on her boobs? Poking it, a look of disgust made its way onto her face when her fingers prodded the sticky goop. "Is... This fucking gum?" She questioned to no one in particular, partially disgusted and partially curious as to how so much gum had landed on her chest.

Looking around, she spotted two people fighting... And one of them was overflowing with gum?

...

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!" She snickered loudly before pointing to Roma. "Holy fucking shit, dude! Your powers fucking suck! I mean, gum, really?!" Shauna laughed obnoxiously, holding her stomach as she was more amused than anything.

"I've seen some really sad and pathetic shit, but you take the cake!" The girl giggled, barely able to keep herself from rolling around on the ground to laugh herself to death. Gum? Really?

Still holding her stomach, she attempted to catch her breath.

Under any other circumstance, she would have been pissed off.

But this was so ridiculous it was hilarious.
NPC

"Ball so hard motherfuckers wanna fine me."

Name: Azuro Warlethal
Nickname: N/A
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Position: Nomad
Bounty: ?
Personality: Calm; Steadfast; Easy going
History: Younger brother of Hayden Warlethal.
Weapon(s): His sword
Devil Fruit: TBA.
"Oh, wow." Shauna had absolutely no clue what was happening. It was quite obvious some serious shit was going down, but frankly she didn't care. What she did care about though was the surplus of delightfully punchable people that surrounded her. Letting out a content sigh, she swung blindly, her fists colliding with anyone that was near her.

This was the life.

To be able to punch without a care in the world.

But then, she ran out of things to punch.

Wait, where was she exactly? Looking around, she suddenly realized she had punched her way through the crowd and through a wall.

"Gee willickers." She droned out in a bored voice. Now, this wouldn't do. Though, looking through the hole in the wall, she took a moment to try and assess what was going on. "Uh... Marines... Pirates... Hm..." She rubbed her chin.

Boy, this was certainly interesting.

She sighed as she stepped through the wall and rubbed her chin.

"Hmm... My punch quota has been met for the day... Though, I doubt it'd be a great idea to just stand here and do nothin- Goddamn I'm hungry." Shauna realized suddenly, her stomach growling in confirmation that she was indeed hungry.

"Fuck... I need food."
That ain't the only thing tingling
Gee golly. This is looking to be super fun.
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