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Post by Atticus Greene on Nov 24, 2012 21:47:46 GMT -5
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"LAND AHOY MATES!"
The captain yelled to his crew, hustling to the sails and getting the anchor ready. Some scrubbing the floors vigorously, getting the ship ready to be seen by the public. The pirate insignia waving in the wind. As the captain yelled more orders, one crew mate stood out from the crowd. His tie loosely tied to his neck, a dirty apron over his clothing. A large pot held in both hands, being carried out to the captain. "Taste." The man smiled generously, offering his soup forward to the pirate. The pirate dipped his finger in, letting the taste simmer on his tongue. That's when he took a step back. Off-balance, the captain fell on his back. The crew stopped what they were doing, looking over some shoulders to see what happened to the captain. Atticus, smiling at what his soup could do, he put down his pot. Grabbing the captain's hat and placing over his head. Observing the crew. "What you looking at, we gotta get your captain some medical help. He may have an allergy!" The crew quickly went back to their duties, all suspicious of the new comer and some even rejecting their duties to see if the captain was alright. Atticus waited for them to land port. Sitting next to his soup and the captain.
Finally, the ship halted by the port. The crew mates getting the captain up from where he was lying. "Don't worry, I know where a medical facility is." Atticus arose and ran over to his bag. Strapping over one shoulder and running down bridge. The crew following but, with uncertain looks. Why was his plan going so well? He didn't know but, these pirates must of been dumb to realize it. As they pushed through the crowd, Atticus stopped in front of a building. Looking back at the crew which was close behind. Slowly, a green, slimy fluid started to materialize over his forearm. As they got closer, the bounty hunter dropped his bag. Running at the crew, finishing it off.
The doors opened to the building that he previously stopped in front of. Dragging in the captain which had quite a bit of blood splattered over his clothing. Atticus got out the wanted poster, slamming it down on the counter of the Marine's office. "Another pirate away." The man behind the counter looked over at him and called over for more men to get the man out of here. Giving a bit of beli and returning to work. Feeling enjoyed, Atticus left the man to his work and the building. Going to the closest shop and spending the money on a sombrero and a poncho. Immediately wearing both and walking the street with pride.
Well, that's until he saw a wanted poster nailed to a post. Pulling the poster down, and stuffing it in his pocket. Another criminal to catch. Another ship to sail. Another captain yelling land ahoy. words 500? tags Anyone notes Forgot to mention in this post but, he is in Nanohana. | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 100px; border-top: 20px solid;] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 200px;] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 100px; border-top: 20px solid;] |
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Post by Julius Fawkes on Nov 25, 2012 5:26:06 GMT -5
Now, Julius wasn't one for bounty hunting, but he was desperate. For the last week he had gone without money, food, or any type of entertainment. The usually, calm, collected man now seemed more whiny than anything.
The one good thing about being an unknown pirate is that he could go up to a marine head quarters and check out their bounty list. Once he got there, he saw a strange looking man already glaring at the wall.
"So, you're looking for a bounty too huh?" he greeted.
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Post by Anne Read on Nov 25, 2012 10:03:24 GMT -5
"Fwaaa..." Today had been one of those days. Paper work. The scourge of Anne's existence. While someone like her wouldn't usually be required for such things, the lack of staff with the marines meant that forms were getting sent farther down the latter then they should have. Even chore boys like her had to sit down and fill things out these days. She'd playing out in the sun but duty called, with most of the morning having been squandered hunched over a desk. At least now she'd get a break...because she still had to mop the halls and dust the furniture.
No one ever said life as a marine was easy, ne.
So when Anne spotted two individuals looking at the bounty postings, Anne was suddenly with a brilliant idea. Placing the mop by the wall, Anne marched up to the gentlemen by the board. Standing to attention in front of the two, giving a crisp salute Anne smiled at the men. "Hello! Is there anything I can help you two with?"
Like, say, some bounty hunting~?
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Post by Pizza Hut Jones on Nov 25, 2012 18:27:06 GMT -5
Clack...Clack...Clack was what was being heard around the place, well perhaps it was not yet to his ears it was being heard. Business thrived along the place, noises being heard, kids running away from the shop owners they stole from, dogs barking...it was the town of Nanohana. The scent had bothered him somewhat, eyes opening from their closed look to find the source of the distasteful smell, yet the dark eyes of the vagabond did not find any thing, a growl of displeasure being heard before he sneezed, his back bending for his face to look at the floor, "Oh fu-- this town, fu-- it's people, fu-- it's perfume, and fu-- it's lack of bars!"
Anger showed in his voice, he of course did not notice he kind of yelled, the attentive eyes of strangers stuck on his frame. Especially the eyes of the not too far typical burly looking man in the corner shop from where he was. The thing he did notice though was the shadow in front of him, in front of him being a girl her frame rather short comparing to his. Eyes looking her up and down, before his brow quirked slightly up only for simple words to come out of his mouth, "Uh?" The burly man in the corner's eyes began becoming even more attracted to the scenario, by know not taking too long before he could tell every one was looking at him. Some thing else he did notice was the bag the girl held so dearly to her. Cheshire smile showed upon his visage, his frame slowly rising to full height.
Deep chuckles beginning to come out of his mouth, before his hands reached for the bag only to pull it away swiftly. His left leg moving one step before all his momentum was released to an dash forwards, the taking of the bag being successful, and the unlucky little girl falling down only for tears to come out of her pretty little eyes. Loud steps were heard behind him, as if the city noise suddenly stopped and it did for most of the people were looking at his running silhouette. From what he could tell the burly man were chasing him, his head looking back only to see how not too far they were. "Oh hell nah, why are the muscly guys always looking to di** ride me." His frame continued the pace, legs moving with quite the speed, sweat begging to show it self, body feeling restraint, and strain from lack of eating, sleeping, and drinking. It had annoyed him..restrain. His head looking back once more to see the man still on his tail, yet they were far away. Turning to a corner, he would hide behind a building, body staying close to the pavement of the walls as the burly man passed him. His breath being released, puffs of tire being released from his mouth, sweat dripping from his forehead, while he kept the bag on the floor, his hands being placed on his knees, while he bent and looked at the bag.
His hand reaching in for the opening of the bag, only to see...a teddy bear, toys, lip stick...and well toys. His brow quirked up in sudden found confusion, his silhouette rising to full height only to step on the useless bag, "What the fu-! all that running for no reason eh? Do all little hoe bags run around with lipstick and toys inside their bags." Just as he was about to leave, the three shadows of the burly man appeared in front of him, the three in front of him cracking their knuckles. Pizza rising up his head, to look at the three men, "What ya want? Oh the little girl's bag...forget it now, it's fu- up, so come on what are you waiting for, you little pus**** better start making your move, i need to catch me some grub." The man were rather angry at his remark, and they showed it. Pizza tilting his head to the side, before giving a "yu mad?" look, and of course they were, one could tell by the veins popping out of their foreheads.
Three fists coming straight at him, only for him to dodge the first one to try and make it to his body headed straight for his left shoulder, going under the fist. He would advance forward, using his right fist to punch the man right in his stomach. The two other fists completely missing, Pizza lowering his body only for him to sweep the one he had attacked off his feet, with a low kick. The massive body of the man would land upon his comrades, Pizza jumping up to jump on the confused bodies of the three men, "I would stay here and feed each one of you pus**** tongue's to each other but like i said, i need to get me some thing to eat...before i leave though," His right hand would go behind him, unsheathing a sword of his. With a movement of iron, silver, and sweat blood would cascade upon the pavement, and the walls. The thing on the floor being a finger, it was unknown which finger he had taken but oh well. Jumping down from the three men, he would take the finger upon his hand, only to turn back around to the entrance and jump over the three man, his head looking back and giving a rather funny cruel and polite smile at the same time as to say...see you later..[insert offending obvious word].
It did not take long before he came back to where he was when he stole the girl's bag, the people had gone back to their business loud as always. Pizza's feet walking to the corner shop the three not very fun burly man had come from, only for him to place the finger upon the table. The shop owner looking at him with the fear, he hated and loved with passion at the same time. Holding up his limb, and putting out his middle finger to the shop owner, he would flick him off. Of course the poor man thinking Pizza was going to do some thing, flew all the way to the back wall trembling. With an smile, the illest of all of them would make his way out of the shop only to see a bounty placed on the wall. With a smile, he would prance forward before he could make it to the piece of paper, three people crowding it already. His hands being placed upon his pocket, as he made his way to the three sights, "I am not the one to follow others like a love sick puppy, but to hell with all that...i need some money." Some...? He was lying he wanted all of it...and he would make sure he got all of it.
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Post by Atticus Greene on Nov 25, 2012 19:34:30 GMT -5
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The bounty hunter glanced up, almost directly staring into his sombrero. Tipping it slightly up to see the man. Young, and not a citizen of the town. Must be a traveler. A pirate, possibly. "Yeah." Politely smiling at the man, raising his head to meet his eye level. "Though, it ain't worth much." Pulling it out again, uncrumpling the piece of paper. Showing him that it was only 5000 beli.
His attention turned to a young Marine. Probably a freshman just coming out of the academy. She saluted with pride, standing at attention. Her drill movements were crisp and satisfying. Almost like when he was a just out of the academy. "At ease, Marine." Smiling at the Marine. She reminded him what he was like in the past. Dumb, and gullible. But, still clueless. "No, not at all. If only we could have a direction on where the man is-" Interrupted abruptly by another stranger. Great, another rude pirate to deal with. How could he tell it was a pirate? Probably the smell. Most pirates smelt like the sea, or alcohol.
Scoffing at the thought of a love sick puppy. "Love sick puppy?" He questioned him, brows slightly raising at what the man called a love sick puppy. "Ain't a puppy a dog? I don't see any dogs around here." Obviously, he pointed out the fact. Silly, silly Atticus. Clueless that it was a exaggeration. His light violet scanned the area for any sign of a dog. Maybe it was in a store. Trying his best, he squinted past the man. No sign of a dog. "Maybe you are just imagining this puppy."
Crumpling the poster back up into a ball, and sticking it back in his pocket. His attention turned away to the board again, looking at some of the bounties curiously. "What to choose, what to choose, I think I'll pick you~" He sang cheerfully, picking the next poster. One which was worth 10 000 beli. He wondered how the rest of them would act. Maybe they wouldn't do anything. That would be a good sign but, with a two pirates around. Anything could go wrong.
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