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Well she's giving reasonable suggestions he can do, and it didn't sound to him like demands. So it's unlikely to be a problem.


Stacy on the other hand.... iunno how she'll react, but doubt positively 

She knows she shouldn't order about superiors, but if she knows what she's doing she tends to give firm and decisive suggestions =P
 
@AllHailDago I kinda wanted to give Yukihime the middle initial "D" (heh), but I wish to know if that's ok. Shattercrest Pirates already have a guy with the Will of D.

They do not. Any characters with middle initials D are just those with D middle names. As the Will of Ds purpose is unknown canonically as far as I'm to understand its not in our rp.
 
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They do not. Any characters with middle initials D are just those with D middle names. As the Will of Ds purpose is unknown canonically as far as I'm to understand its not in our rp.

Some things about it are known, though. Explained by the brother of a certain fabulous douchebag with sunglasses.


Oh well, wasn't that important to me anyway.
 
Some things about it are known, though. Explained by the brother of a certain fabulous douchebag with sunglasses.


Oh well, wasn't that important to me anyway.

All that's known is "destiny blah, center of events, bane of WG" basically cx


How bout that Whole Cake Island Arc doh?
 
All that's known is "destiny blah, center of events, bane of WG" basically cx


How bout that Whole Cake Island Arc doh?

Thoughts on it:

  • I didn't think I could hate anyone in One Piece more than Spandam. But the Vinsmokes proved me wrong.
  • If Big Mom desires to sit at a table with everyone on eye level, maybe she should consider a diet. She'd waste less money and resources.
  • I can't see the Strawhats & co achieving their goal without extra help.
  • Holy shit, who knew a biscuit df could be so terrifying?
 
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Thoughts on it:

  • I didn't think I could hate anyone in One Piece more than Spandam. But the Vinsmokes proved me wrong.
  • If Big Mom desires to sit at a table with everyone on eye level, maybe she should consider a diet. She'd waste less money and resources.
  • I can't see the Strawhats & co achieving their goal without extra help.
  • Holy shit, who knew a biscuit df could be so terrifying?

Last one killed me X"DDDDDDDDDDD
 
So I've been working on a female gunner One Piece OC and as I've been going through the character creation process I thought that she'd get along pretty well with Cletus. So here's a little scene I wrote that takes place in an alternate alternate One Piece universe at Mirstone.

Cletus T. Bass & Alex Q. Draw


Cletus walked down the streets of Mirstone visibly armed with his rifle holstered on his back, his revolver holstered on his right hip, and flashbangs hooked on his belt dangling from his left hip. He couldn't help but notice all of the pirate activity. It wasn't exactly a secret that there was a map to the One Piece located here, but rumors like that tend to draw the wrong kind of crowds. The pirates had good looking ships though, maybe he'd get lucky enough to join the crew of a more reasonable pirate captain to start out his childhood dream of becoming a pirate. As an older man he'd make a prime target for some of the young punks, unless his show of weapons intimidated enough for them to back off; though Cletus bet there would be a few punks unphased by the weapons and would require a demonstration before high tailing it away from him.


Thinking of young punks, Cletus spotted a group of eight thugs, all male, standing around a rugged looking young lady. "You better apologize, bitch!" the thug with a black eye said as he held a gun against the woman's forehead. "Otherwise I'm going to blow your brains out."


Cletus noticed that the young woman looked calm as she was being threatened, like she's been though this routine before, but that didn't stop Cletus from wanting to help even the odds. "Hey punk, leave my daughter alone," he lied in a gruff, intimidating tone as he pointed his rifle at the group of men.


As the thugs looked over at Cletus, a sideways grin appeared on the woman's face. As her assailant were distracted, she quickly drew one of her pistols and pistol whipped the man that held the gun to her head. She gave him a bruise on the side of his face that matched his black eye. "Thanks, dad, but I have everything under control," Alex said playing along. She quickly shot the gun out of the leader's hand, causing the other seven thugs to draw their guns.


Cletus bounced a ricochet bullet off of one of the thugs' guns and the bullet continued to bounce of their guns until it landed in the dirt beside the leader's foot. "I'm sure you do," Cletus said to Alex.


Alex flashed the older man a smirk as she grabbed the leader by his shirt collar and stuck her gun in his face. "You wanted to show a girl a good time? Go ahead, make my day," she taunted.


"Screw this," the leader said, slapping Alex's hand away. "We're outta here. Next time, bitch." And with that the group of thugs started to leave.


"You handle yourself well in a fight. What's your name, missy?" Cletus asked as he walked over to Alex. With his rifle now holstered, he reached for his pack of cigarettes and put one in his mouth. He was about to pull out his lighter when he realized that Alex had pulled out a lighter of her own and had lit his cigarette."Thanks."


"Perhaps you've heard of the bounty hunter 'Hell's Angel' Alex. That's me, Alex Q. Draw," Alex replied, putting a cigarette of her own to her lips and lighting it.


"Bounty hunter, huh? Trying to collect some easy bounties?"


"Actually no. I'm here so that I can have a friendly fight the future King of Pirates. I figure it would be a lot easier to find him, or her, if I joined their crew," Alex explained. "What about you, sir? You don't have a bounty on your head, finally decided to become a pirate?"


"You could say that," Cletus replied gruffly. "I'm Cletus T. Bass, shipwright."


"Well, good luck out there Cletus. I'm sure it'll be easy for you to find a crew that needs ya," Alex said. "See ya around, old timer," she added casually in a way that wasn't meant to be rude.


Cletus took a drag on his cigarette and nodded. He understood that she wasn't trying to be rude, but part of him resented being called an old timer. "I'm not that old," he thought as he watched Alex walk away. With Alex gone and no other distraction, Cletus continued on his way though the streets of Mirstone as well.
 
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Thoughts on it:

  • I didn't think I could hate anyone in One Piece more than Spandam. But the Vinsmokes proved me wrong.
  • If Big Mom desires to sit at a table with everyone on eye level, maybe she should consider a diet. She'd waste less money and resources.
  • I can't see the Strawhats & co achieving their goal without extra help.
  • Holy shit, who knew a biscuit df could be so terrifying?

People you mentioned > Doffy > Spandam in my case


Lol, but isn't she a regular giant too? Diets won't help height.


Agreed.


My only question is if it's biscuits like USA biscuits, or biscuits like other countries which I think is cookies for us. My guess is the latter

So I've been working on a female gunner One Piece OC and as I've been going through the character creation process I thought that she'd get along pretty well with Cletus. So here's a little scene I wrote that takes place in an alternate alternate One Piece universe at Mirstone.

Cletus T. Bass & Alex Q. Draw


Cletus walked down the streets of Mirstone visibly armed with his rifle holstered on his back, his revolver holstered on his right hip, and flashbangs hooked on his belt dangling from his left hip. He couldn't help but notice all of the pirate activity. It wasn't exactly a secret that there was a map to the One Piece located here, but rumors like that tend to draw the wrong kind of crowds. The pirates had good looking ships though, maybe he'd get lucky enough to join the crew of a more reasonable pirate captain to start out his childhood dream of becoming a pirate. As an older man he'd make a prime target for some of the young punks, unless his show of weapons intimidated enough for them to back off; though Cletus bet there would be a few punks unphased by the weapons and would require a demonstration before high tailing it away from him.


Thinking of young punks, Cletus spotted a group of eight thugs, all male, standing around a rugged looking young lady. "You better apologize, bitch!" the thug with a black eye said as he held a gun against the woman's forehead. "Otherwise I'm going to blow your brains out."


Cletus noticed that the young woman looked calm as she was being threatened, like she's been though this routine before, but that didn't stop Cletus from wanting to help even the odds. "Hey punk, leave my daughter alone," he lied in a gruff, intimidating tone as he pointed his rifle at the group of men.


As the thugs looked over at Cletus, a sideways grin appeared on the woman's face. As her assailant were distracted, she quickly drew one of her pistols and pistol whipped the man that held the gun to her head. She gave him a bruise on the side of his face that matched his black eye. "Thanks, dad, but I have everything under control," Alex said playing along. She quickly shot the gun out of the leader's hand, causing the other seven thugs to draw their guns.


Cletus bounced a ricochet bullet off of one of the thugs' guns and the bullet continued to bounce of their guns until it landed in the dirt beside the leader's foot. "I'm sure you do," Cletus said to Alex.


Alex flashed the older man a smirk as she grabbed the leader by his shirt collar and stuck her gun in his face. "You wanted to show a girl a good time? Go ahead, make my day," she taunted.


"Screw this," the leader said, slapping Alex's hand away. "We're outta here. Next time, bitch." And with that the group of thugs started to leave.


"You handle yourself well in a fight. What's your name, missy?" Cletus asked as he walked over to Alex. With his rifle now holstered, he reached for his pack of cigarettes and put one in his mouth. He was about to pull out his lighter when he realized that Alex had pulled out a lighter of her own and had lit his cigarette."Thanks."


"Perhaps you've heard of the bounty hunter 'Hell's Angel' Alex. That's me, Alex Q. Draw," Alex replied, putting a cigarette of her own to her lips and lighting it.


"Bounty hunter, huh? Trying to collect some easy bounties?"


"Actually no. I'm here so that I can have a friendly fight the future King of Pirates. I figure it would be a lot easier to find him, or her, if I joined their crew," Alex explained. "What about you, sir? You don't have a bounty on your head, finally decided to become a pirate?"


"You could say that," Cletus replied gruffly. "I'm Cletus T. Bass, shipwright."


"Well, good luck out there Cletus. I'm sure it'll be easy for you to find a crew that needs ya," Alex said. "See ya around, old timer," she added casually in a way that wasn't meant to be rude.


Cletus took a drag on his cigarette and nodded. He understood that she wasn't trying to be rude, but part of him resented being called an old timer. "I'm not that old," he thought as he watched Alex walk away. With Alex gone and no other distraction, Cletus continued on his way though the streets of Mirstone as well.

Lol. Enjoyable. Poor Cletus being called old cx
 
Thoughts on it:

  • I didn't think I could hate anyone in One Piece more than Spandam. But the Vinsmokes proved me wrong.
  • If Big Mom desires to sit at a table with everyone on eye level, maybe she should consider a diet. She'd waste less money and resources.
  • I can't see the Strawhats & co achieving their goal without extra help.
  • Holy shit, who knew a biscuit df could be so terrifying?

People you mentioned > Doffy > Spandam in my case


Lol, but isn't she a regular giant too? Diets won't help height.


Agreed.


My only question is if it's biscuits like USA biscuits, or biscuits like other countries which I think is cookies for us. My guess is the latter

So I've been working on a female gunner One Piece OC and as I've been going through the character creation process I thought that she'd get along pretty well with Cletus. So here's a little scene I wrote that takes place in an alternate alternate One Piece universe at Mirstone.

Cletus T. Bass & Alex Q. Draw


Cletus walked down the streets of Mirstone visibly armed with his rifle holstered on his back, his revolver holstered on his right hip, and flashbangs hooked on his belt dangling from his left hip. He couldn't help but notice all of the pirate activity. It wasn't exactly a secret that there was a map to the One Piece located here, but rumors like that tend to draw the wrong kind of crowds. The pirates had good looking ships though, maybe he'd get lucky enough to join the crew of a more reasonable pirate captain to start out his childhood dream of becoming a pirate. As an older man he'd make a prime target for some of the young punks, unless his show of weapons intimidated enough for them to back off; though Cletus bet there would be a few punks unphased by the weapons and would require a demonstration before high tailing it away from him.


Thinking of young punks, Cletus spotted a group of eight thugs, all male, standing around a rugged looking young lady. "You better apologize, bitch!" the thug with a black eye said as he held a gun against the woman's forehead. "Otherwise I'm going to blow your brains out."


Cletus noticed that the young woman looked calm as she was being threatened, like she's been though this routine before, but that didn't stop Cletus from wanting to help even the odds. "Hey punk, leave my daughter alone," he lied in a gruff, intimidating tone as he pointed his rifle at the group of men.


As the thugs looked over at Cletus, a sideways grin appeared on the woman's face. As her assailant were distracted, she quickly drew one of her pistols and pistol whipped the man that held the gun to her head. She gave him a bruise on the side of his face that matched his black eye. "Thanks, dad, but I have everything under control," Alex said playing along. She quickly shot the gun out of the leader's hand, causing the other seven thugs to draw their guns.


Cletus bounced a ricochet bullet off of one of the thugs' guns and the bullet continued to bounce of their guns until it landed in the dirt beside the leader's foot. "I'm sure you do," Cletus said to Alex.


Alex flashed the older man a smirk as she grabbed the leader by his shirt collar and stuck her gun in his face. "You wanted to show a girl a good time? Go ahead, make my day," she taunted.


"Screw this," the leader said, slapping Alex's hand away. "We're outta here. Next time, bitch." And with that the group of thugs started to leave.


"You handle yourself well in a fight. What's your name, missy?" Cletus asked as he walked over to Alex. With his rifle now holstered, he reached for his pack of cigarettes and put one in his mouth. He was about to pull out his lighter when he realized that Alex had pulled out a lighter of her own and had lit his cigarette."Thanks."


"Perhaps you've heard of the bounty hunter 'Hell's Angel' Alex. That's me, Alex Q. Draw," Alex replied, putting a cigarette of her own to her lips and lighting it.


"Bounty hunter, huh? Trying to collect some easy bounties?"


"Actually no. I'm here so that I can have a friendly fight the future King of Pirates. I figure it would be a lot easier to find him, or her, if I joined their crew," Alex explained. "What about you, sir? You don't have a bounty on your head, finally decided to become a pirate?"


"You could say that," Cletus replied gruffly. "I'm Cletus T. Bass, shipwright."


"Well, good luck out there Cletus. I'm sure it'll be easy for you to find a crew that needs ya," Alex said. "See ya around, old timer," she added casually in a way that wasn't meant to be rude.


Cletus took a drag on his cigarette and nodded. He understood that she wasn't trying to be rude, but part of him resented being called an old timer. "I'm not that old," he thought as he watched Alex walk away. With Alex gone and no other distraction, Cletus continued on his way though the streets of Mirstone as well.

Lol. Enjoyable. Poor Cletus being called old cx
 
Lol, but isn't she a regular giant too? Diets won't help height.

That was just a joke,though xD. Big Mom's so fat that it increased her height...or something...nevermind.

My only question is if it's biscuits like USA biscuits, or biscuits like other countries which I think is cookies for us. My guess is the latter

I am sure it's the latter.

People you mentioned > Doffy > Spandam in my case

I liked Doffy alot during the Marineford war...but after learning his backstory and seeing what he did in Dressrosa, he entered my hate list. Nonetheless, I think he is a great villain.
 
 So i'm ungodly bored right now, I posted what I could when it comes to IC stuff and I let my mind wander.... Something you shouldn't let me do.  And I realized I have like 20+ different thing I want this crew to suff-... Enjoy through, but I can only do like three...four if I have time in one arc T-T     *Sigh*  The life of a GM is hard you know, the patience we have.......... Just so painful at times.  Also.... I'm so bored, might do a collab with someone for my next post...might not.  I don't know xD
 
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 So i'm ungodly bored right now, I posted what I could when it comes to IC stuff and I let my wander.... Something you shouldn't let me do.  And I realized I have like 20+ different thing I want this crew to suff-... Enjoy through, but I can only do like three...four if I have time in one arc T-T     *Sigh*  The life of a GM is hard you know, the patience we have.......... Just so painful at times.  Also.... I'm so bored, might do a collab with someone for my next post...might not.  I don't know xD

Okay
 
 So i'm ungodly bored right now, I posted what I could when it comes to IC stuff and I let my mind wander.... Something you shouldn't let me do.  And I realized I have like 20+ different thing I want this crew to suff-... Enjoy through, but I can only do like three...four if I have time in one arc T-T     *Sigh*  The life of a GM is hard you know, the patience we have.......... Just so painful at times.  Also.... I'm so bored, might do a collab with someone for my next post...might not.  I don't know xD

*Whispers in Peacey's ear* Make NPCs... It gives us more to have them suffer survive through. 
 
 So i'm ungodly bored right now, I posted what I could when it comes to IC stuff and I let my mind wander.... Something you shouldn't let me do.  And I realized I have like 20+ different thing I want this crew to suff-... Enjoy through, but I can only do like three...four if I have time in one arc T-T     *Sigh*  The life of a GM is hard you know, the patience we have.......... Just so painful at times.  Also.... I'm so bored, might do a collab wi xcth someone for my next post...might not.  I don't know xD

Tell me about it xc *holds up armful of plots and npcs* I'M ADHD, I DON'T OFTEN DO PATIENCE WELL
 
Woot! 


Exciting stuff is happening!



Honestly I'm lucky this RP doesn't progress incredibly fast. Between the other stuff I'm involved with on the site and my studies I was actually very close to having to call it quits here. But since everyone here has always seemingly been patient and pleasant with me and I've never felt forced to post here I'm going to try and stick it out. 
 
Honestly I'm lucky this RP doesn't progress incredibly fast. Between the other stuff I'm involved with on the site and my studies I was actually very close to having to call it quits here. But since everyone here has always seemingly been patient and pleasant with me and I've never felt forced to post here I'm going to try and stick it out. 

Good to hear you feel that way, dude. Pretty sure I speak for all three GMS when I say we try to keep things welcoming and well paced 
 
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