Leaves

One Piece: New Horizons!

@Leaves judging by this last post, am I to understand that Feya won't be participating in the final attack against Saban?

@ProPro

No, she fell overboard. I didn't know whether to make her unconscious or just injured.

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Banned for sarcasm.

One Piece: New Horizons!

Fitness Feya

HAHAHAHA...No

Interacting with:???

Fitness Feya braced for a handful of projectiles aimed at her direction. She opened her eyes briefly when she anticipated damage. She gritted her teeth when she saw the back of Krabbe's head. The fitness woman squinted her eyes and blew air through her nostrils. Taking a few steps back, she shook her head. "I am definitely not in debt to you. This is all your doing. Far as I know, you're cleaning up your own mess."

Feya grabbed onto one of the railings on the ship. It was miracle part of the railing was intact despite the battle taking place. She held onto the steel bar and watched everything unfold. In a matter of seconds, Krabbe became reduced to an empty shell. His beloved crab fetish shattered during his brawl with one of his crazed subordinates. Feya attempted to stay focus on everything else.

She then noticed the shrimp warrior act out a signature move. A spray of shrapnel cut through the air in an omnidirectional pattern. Feya tightened her grip on the bar, jumping over it she hoped to flee from the attack. As she pulled herself over the bar, some of the junk struck her in the back. As she descended into the waters, she grunted loudly and made a hard splash in the ocean.

Chicken Leg [OPEN]

Roman's eyes kept bouncing side to side. He eyed the soldiers' reactions and how Jonathan spoke regarding the situation. A sense of relief did overcome Roman once the sheriff commanded his own men to pipe down. Maybe he acknowledged that they were incompetent as well? Roman honestly did not feel safe when they came barging in while yelling slurs and accusations. If anything, the moment felt like police harassment. Roman wouldn't know much about it but he has heard a few stories from several ethnic individuals.

Roman clenched his teeth and hoped everyone believed Jonathan's words. There was a feeling of paranoia; however, there would be no other reason for the masked man to lie, right? All of the evidence matched up with what was said. Even then, the young teenager stuck his finger up. He tried getting the attention of whoever was listening.

"I can piggyback on that. I was here with him," Roman spat as he his finger shook. He flashed an awkward smile; he was trying too hard not to show his paranoia. Chucking, he kept talking without thinking. "You know, shit was gross. I threw up lasagna. Yeah."

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Interacting with: @OptimusKel@LemonZest1337@Soph123@Polaris North

Nunchucks crossed his arms when the masked man began speaking; his gaze did not become interrupted. Despite the mask, Nunchucks could give perfect eye contact to Jonathan. When he stopped explaining what had occurred, the sheriff scanned the room and matched it with the given testimony. The woman mentioned was still crouched on the floor; she sobbed and held onto her bite. Nunchucks then directed his attention to the kitchen.

The zombie was the easiest to spot. He snickered, finding it a bit ironic how this entire ordeal was started because of one possible undead. Nunchucks jerked his head over to the two bodies; he signaled to some nearby soldiers to discover if Jonathan spoke the truth. Nunchucks scratched his chin, part of him hoped the masked man lied. The incident of murder within a small town would only rise panic and suspicion.

Unfortunately, one of the soldiers clarified that the two individuals did die, not from a zombie bite, but of malicious intent. Nunchucks tipped his cowboy hat down. He took a few seconds to process the situation. Numbers began taking laps around his mind. Two dead bodies, one infected person, and four witnesses. Nunchucks heard the young teenager began mumbling. He calmly put his finger to his lip. "Quiet down, kid." The man scoffed and kneeled down to the woman. With a calm manner, he put a hand on her shoulder.

"It smarts, huh?" He gave a little chuckle that came off as innocent yet inappropriate. His tone showed sympathy for the woman. "I know it sucks; I promise that it will only get better. I'm sure of it. I won't let anything happen to you." The waitress looked up, her tear ducts began running out. A twinkle formed in her eye as she begun to see hope in the eyes of the sheriff.

"I will protect you, but I need you to tell me who did this to you. I need your help," Nunchucks pleaded. He grabbed onto one of the lady's hands with both of his. "Do you have any information? The woman wiped her tears with her arm.

"Thank you, Sheriff. Thank you. I-I don't recall anything. I wasn't in the kitchen at the time when-. When I came to the kitchen. they were already dead. Then IT came toward me and I-," The woman started sobbing again when trying to recollect what transpired. Nunchucks did his best to console the woman. He went step by step on what she tried to say.

Nunchucks stood up when he got the information he needed. Clearly, the men were murdered without the woman in the room. She didn't see anything. The sheriff patted the woman again on the shoulder. "Men take her to the infirmary. I want her to receive the best damn hospital care we got," he said as he put two fingers to his forehead.

The woman held her hands together as if she was praying. "Thank you! Thank you so much! You are too good for us! You are too good for-" Her sentence came to stop. Like that, she flopped onto the wooden floorboard. Her panicked voice was replaced by the crack of a firearm. Behind her, a soldier withdrew a pistol and put a bullet at the back of her head. Blood sprayed on impact and started to pool around her head.

Nunchucks breathed out of his nose and stared at the fallen waitress. He twirled his finger around in the air and sent a third of his men outside the restaurant. The sheriff then put his attention on the party of four. "Alright, now I know what you are thinking. Damn, this guy is an asshole!" He started waving his hands in the air toward their possible surprised reactions.

"You cannot tell me that you thought there was a chance of saving her. The salvia from that ugly mug over there already done spread throughout her bloodstream. Ain't no helping that," the sheriff shook his head. He then jerked his head to the side. The man made certain to give everyone eye contact. "Give me some credit before everyone calls me a monster. I gave her some hope to grab on and made sure she didn't know the Reaper came knocking."

"Now before anything is... "revealed" to the townsfolk, you guys need to know the story. See what I'm thinking is just giving them the "ol' zombie came up and got them" story. It's the best I got. I say we leave out the part about the slit throats and such. I don't want them running around knowing a crazy murdering lunatic is out there. Now that's scary!"

One of the men examined the dead woman's body. He placed the pistol into the woman's hand and forced her corpse to grip it tight. "Speaking of, this woman committed suicide. She very well could not live her life knowing she might become an undead walking cannibal. Taking one of the guns of my men, she put that bullet in herself. I know for a fact everyone will eat that shit up and no one will begin panicking. We don't want that.

The sheriff clapped his hands together and started making friction. "So I got some real good news for you guys. Now then, I can't really say I 100% believe your story. I just made up "my story" in a matter of seconds which gives me the suspicion that you might have made up "your story" in a matter of minutes or something. Is "my story" faker than "your story?" I don't know. But you guys look like honest faces."

"That's why I'm going to give you guys a little secret of mine. There have already been a few murders committed in this town. My men and I done a pretty great job at covering it up. So when I heard another murder came up, what do I find but four individuals? I been trying to catch the murderers red-handed and just when I think I did, they gave me a convincing explanation. A bit coincidental, right?"

"That is why I am hiring you guys as my personal Scooby-Doo crime solvers. I cannot have my men looking around for serial killers. Townsfolk will definitely jump on that shit. I'll also have my men keep a close eye on you while you party try to find me my murderer. And if it so happens if another murder is not made..." Nunchucks took off his ten-gallon hat. He snickered and flashed them a smile.

"...I reckon you guys are my murderers, huh? Nunchucks then directly spoke to Sophia. "You just got here so I doubt you're the murderer, but you could still be a murderer. It makes sense that eyes are already kept on you." He gave her a quick wink. "So does anyone have any disagreements or suggestions? My men and I just love hearing criticism."

Ban the Person above you

Banned for being Childish.

Ban the Person above you

Banned for reciting what I think is a Harry Potter spell.

Adolescent Heroes (Teen Titans Inspired)

Marcus released the kid after making the others tumble over on the ground. They were beginning to return to their feet, but fortunately, Marcus proved stubborn. He placed pressure on them with his feet; he tried not to put too much force. He just wanted to keep them down on the ground. During this time, his eyeballs scanned the scene around him.

It looked like everyone began to have trouble fighting against the demon kids. Marcus did find something interesting throughout the chaos. He noticed within a shattering window that a few kids managed to abduct a child. With quick thinking, Marcus realized the kid belonged to the magic woman. Marcus squinted and started thinking what this could probably mean.

Marcus jerked his head over to the woman who became enraged by the incident. She prepared an arrow to launch over to one of the kids. The chef felt it should not follow through, he had a plan that involved the arrow not making its target. Marcus utilized his rubber power to leap in the arrow's directional path.

He held his hands to try to catch the arrow. Of course, Marcus did not have any quick reflexes or hand-eye coordination to accomplish this. He certainly was not a ninja. The arrow cuts through his left shoulder. "Aww, shit," he cried. Marcus dropped to the floor. The other kids he fought before started rushing toward him. Marcus covered himself and braced for the worse.

He blinked a couple of times, he became confused when the kids passed him. They ran right into the woods. He climbed back on his feet quickly. Trying to jump after them, he figured out his rubber power ran out "Damn it. Not now. I guess I have to go another route," Marcus complained.

He shuffled through his pockets and pulled out a long, white feather. Placing it into his mouth, he gnawed the feather into pieces before swallowing it. The kid proceeded to the woods slowly.

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The heaviness of Kurt brought unbalance to the kids around him. His sledgehammer attack did significant damage to one kid. It brought one of them down and dazed. The other kids attempted to rush the lizard man still; they were really focused on taking him down. In a few minutes, their ears started ringing and they had to take few steps back. "Okay, okay! We get it! Let's go!" The demon kids assaulting Kurt turned around and started putting strength into their steps.

The kids around Ally did not put any more attention on her. They heard her words and listened. They then looked at each other, nodding as if they understood what was needed from them. They fled the area as the rest were doing as well.

It seemed all the kids were retreating back into the woods.

@t2wave@LemonZest1337@Old Amsterdam@1Hawkeyes

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Health: 800
Mana: 1200
Renn: 636 >> 591
STATs Tree:

[+]

Health: 8
Mana: 12
Strength: 6
Agility: 9
Intelligence: 10

Totoro
Health: 550/700
Mana: 000/100
STATs Tree:

[+]

Health: 7
Mana: 1
Strength: 3
Agility: 3
Intelligence: 1

Dubstepp woke up early, he did his regular stretch and yawn before getting out of bed. He would have liked to experience some more sleep, but he needed to become stronger. The white wolf from yesterday proved to be a difficult combatant. Even then, he would not have been able to battle it without the help of his acquaintances. Dubstepp acknowledged more difficult enemies would appear later.

The musician looked around and blinked a few times. Rubbing his forehead, he expected an hour of morning preparation, but this was a video game. All he was resorted to was eating something because the Game Master said so. Not wasting any time, he exited his room and headed to the stores in the district. Dubstepp already planned what he wanted to take with him.

Dubstepp entered a little food store. He quickly grabbed a dry biscuit and a jar of honey. Thinking of his Totoro, he bought some pet feed too. The cost was a bit pricey, but hopefully, the flower quest would make up for it. The musician paid for his things and headed out of the city.

While walking, he dipped his biscuit in the jar of honey. He scarfed it down while moving so as to travel to the destination quicker. Dubstepp hated how far along the garden happened to be. Even then, the musician was glad that Totoro was trekking beside him. The company did provide comfort during the trip.

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Dubstepp arrived at the garden. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead. The walk was not that bad as he did climb on Totoro's back during a portion of the trip. Dubstepp breathed and took the views of the garden. Bright flowers stretched out for miles; every acre was utilized to showcase plant life. The musician thought the views around the city were remarkable, but this was different.

"Wow. Pretty gay, huh, Totoro?" Dubstepp asked. He clapped his hands together and told Totoro to take a pet feed break. "Time to start picking flowers," He said while crouching down and picking a handful into his inventory.

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No One.}

C R A W L

>> My name is Dick (Richard) Grant. By my name, you can guess my gender. I like to swing it around sometimes in pissing contests and such.

>> I have a pair of glasses over my face. A thin beard does travel around my mouth, a bit scraggly. Only some of my hair is revealed as it is covered by a fedora. I have black duster coat over a white button shirt. A red bowtie is located on my neck. To match the duster coat, I do have black boots and dress pants.

>> I am a womanizer. I like to woo women over the sound of music. I am an inspiration. Even then, they call me a Piano Player.

Alphabet Game

Haruhi Suzumiya