[Event] Plata O Plomo

NPC · 16 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Wed May 02, 2018 8:06 pm

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The loud voice of David caused the group of hooded figures to stop in their tracks, the leader of the group listened to the man's commotion. Doesn't sound like he's a friend to the Marines. Maybe he will help us. A voice that big can only come from a Giant. Cannon thought to himself while lifting a brow under his hood and looking back at his group. Could most of them survive an attack from a Giant? Not likely but Cannon was sure of his own skill and power. But when he heard the small, weaker voice speak in a gentle tone, Cannon's chest let loose a growl of anger. Marines had made it into the palace and one was trying to win over the Giant. It would cause an issue for the Revolutionaries. "You four stay back and only get close if it sounds like I'm getting beaten." Cannon ordered his men and started forward towards the steps and location of David and Sara. Slowly he crept up to the steps and raised an arm past his robe, revealing his massive body and white martial arts garb. Still hidden by the shadow of his hood he spoke in a deep, but calm tone. "Apologies for trespassing friends. I'm a traveler and find myself seeking shelter from the coming storm. I was wondering if I could stay here until it passes?"

I can't believe that guy didn't react to my taunting and yelling. He barely glanced at me... Rat Bastard. The Revolutionary thought to himself and cracked his neck, motioning for the others to keep following Lu Dahn. The man who tried to make the Marines react sank into the crowd and watched from afar as his men continued to follow the well dressed marine and his small band of men... "Can I be of any assistance?" Lu asked. The hooded man started to chuckle as they formed up only a few feet away from the Marines, the group all reaching for pistols hidden under their cloaks. "Yeah, you can tell us why you Marines haven't left yet? Don't you understand that you're being here is making half the country afraid and uneasy. If you would just leave all of us would be better off. So why are you still here?"

... Kenny hit the ground hard, the back of his head smacking against a half buried rock as his Armament Haki faded away, leaving his chest exposed, indents marked his body from the various marbles that had smacked against him in the last assault of Patron. Rocket ran to stand in front of Kenny, blood ran down his face and bruises covered his hands from the impact of the marbles that he had shrank in his own self defense. He was breathing hard, rapidly running out of breath and energy while Patron stood, seemingly un-effected by the entire battle. "Oh my. All you had to do was give me the stone slab and all of this could have been avoided. Now you're going to catch a cold. Look it's raining." Patron pointed his slingshot up as a small downpour of rain started to mist over the land. "Like I'd ever give it up! I'll die before it happens!" Rocket shouted. Both his arms flashed with Armament Haki, coating his hands. He just needed to hold out against the man for a little longer. Surely someone saw the explosion from before and would arrive before it was too late, right?

David · 17 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Fri May 04, 2018 4:54 pm

David

Marine

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David listened to the marine in silence, only the sound of David's carving filled the area he resided, even as the marine had asked her question with a change in her voice David said not a word. Instead David had allowed her to speak her mind as she had allowed him, a simple common courtesy that David had little problem returning. If the marine said something that David of felt he should of interupted to counter then he would of, yet her words went uninterrupted from David. He did not respond to her immedietly as he mulled over the words, something that he felt grateful he could do lately. Not having to rush his words due to a crisis or what have you.

"I believe you should stick to your devotion of the people, as I am doing now." David spoke after only a minute of mulling the words, a considerably shorter time then before, but perhaps that has to due to with the subject matter rather then anything else. "But do not follow all orders you are given Marine. I did so and was disgusted when I was to sit by and allow people to be cut down like stalks of grain." David nodded his head in something akin to a silent prayer, though his hands did not move into a gesture, only stopping for the silence. After the few moments David had devoted t paying his respect, he would resume his carving in the same rhythmic motions as before. "You may also do as you like. I have no control of where you do or do not go while down there." With those words David went back into silence, his carving once again becoming the only sound coming from his direction.

It was only moments later when the first of the rain started to sprinkle down, threatening to become worse if the clouds were anything to go buy. 'Ah. The storm has arrived.' David thought to himself as he turned his head to look up at the sky. The rain had only started to fall and didn't seem to be more then a light drizzle, yet the full clouds above did threaten more rain. 'I only hope this doesn't signal the start of a different kind of storm.' David said within the confines of his mind.

Bringing down his head, David would look at the new person who had arrived. The Traveler asking him for a room and board to stay for the storm, something David could not think of a reason to deny. Nodding his head down at the man after another minute of considering, David would allow his request. "Very well. Cause no trouble with those who reside here, and you shall not be bothered in kind." David said as he hunched over more to cover the wood from the rain that fell from the sky which also flowed down his body. David's fur and armor should keep most of his body safe from the storm, as it has down when he was a slave upon drum when he had to stay outside for storms. The fur kept his body warm enough, though the revealed parts would feel quite wet and cold and uncomfortable, at least the rain wouldn't have an easy time attempting to slip into his armor covered fur skins.

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Deep Bloo · 18 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Sat May 05, 2018 12:45 pm

Deep Bloo

Pirate

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Dark Horse Ricchi

Lu Dahn watched as the cloaked figures approached him and his Unit. He could have halted their advance with a single order, but he would get nothing beneficial out of that. A mob of civilians lingered behind them, so not only could their gunfire miss the targets and hit a civilian, but the Marines were not the fan favorite here. If they fired on these men without them warranting such actions, the civilians would lose all trust in them. Lu Dahn would have to wait on them to play their hand, but that'd put his men's life at a great risk.

"Yeah, you can tell us why you Marines haven't left yet? Don't you understand that you're being here is making half the country afraid and uneasy. If you would just leave all of us would be better off. So why are you still here?"

A simple, but great question. Lu Dahn could answer it in an array of ways, most of which wouldn't be the answer the man was probably looking for. "We haven't left because the World Government wishes to install themselves as the head of this Kingdom. That's common sense is it not?" The whole time he and his unit were facing his opposers, they were on their guard. His Ensigns ready to lift their rifles and fire the moment they felt their life was being threatened. What would warrant that would be any shifty movement coming from within the cloaks of the cloaked figures. "Reid . . . take the Unit to the base of the palace. I'll be meeting you in a small while. Just ensure Ensign Karringer's safety." "Are you sure sir?" Reid's gaze didn't falter from his foes, nor did his readiness to react. Lu Dahn simply nodded to his Ensign and responded in a manner that didn't't agree wit the melancholy ambiance the rain put on the scene. "I am.~"

His eyes were bestial as they rested on the cloaked men. Still they reflected how refined he was, should they be called bestial, they'd be likened to an elegant creature like a feline or avian. He exuded extreme confidence with his stance and mannerisms alone, but with him sending his Ensigns elsewhere, it spoke much more about how much confidence he had in his abilities. This dispatching would accomplish two things for Lu Dahn. One to display his confidence and maybe dissuade his foes and two to ensure the safety of his men in a scenario they were disadvantaged in.

Still facing their enemies with their rifles ready, Lu Dahn's Ensigns backed up till they reached the end of the block. Quickly they then sprinted around the corner out of sight going towards the palace. "Assuming you are for peace. Why don't you just roll over and let the World Government succeed? People who resist are only prolonging the suffering that you are supposedly against. People like you are the reason things are still the way they are. Rally in arms under the World Government and let them reign in peace alongside the natives of this Kingdom. That in my mind is a beautiful vision, it saddens me that others can't wrap their minds around it, however." Lu Dahn was very curious to see what the men would say in response to his statement and question. He was half bullshitting, but at the say time he was partly serious. Thinking on his words he felt he was also right when you look at it from a logical stand point, so he was curious to see how his foes would rebut.

In all honesty Lu Dahn wasn't looking for a fight or bloodshed. This Kingdom had suffered enough and he knew it had taken a toll on the people. Also, he just wasn't in much of a mood for fighting. It was pointless, definitely when words worked so well.

Aku Soku Zan · 19 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Sun May 06, 2018 4:29 pm

Aku Soku Zan

Marine

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Without any interruptions Hannibal and his squad in moderate time. Was it fast enough to arrive before anyone was hard? Well, that would be up for debate. His position from the entrance of the catacombs and where the conflict was going on was over thirty meters. The dark clouds from the now pouring rain removed the natural light from the area. Only light that allowed clear vision was those used to illuminated the extracted site. It wasn't uncommon that such a spot would have such lights during the night. Were they all up? No, some had fallen and even broken due to the conflict between the CP agents and the enemy. But enough were there that a clear overview of the area could be made from the elevated position that Hannibal and his squad were at. Hannibal wasn't a fan of sitting in the wet sand but it had to be down to keep out of sight. Standing and looking down at them would be all fine and dandy, but it wasn't tactical. They could be easily spotted. Even as they were they could still be spotted.

"You all stay here. I will go down, and give you a signal for when to join me." Hannibal would say as he'd begin to get up and slide down the dune and to the entrance of the catacombs. With him sliding down the dune, he be on the same level as everyone else. He kept his eyes forward at the location of those that were involved in the conflict. He was prepared for any attempt to stop him in his decent down. A chilling embrace to anything that came his way. But, if he wasn't stop and even allowed to close the gap between them he'd speak. Not hiding his presence if it was somehow not picked up. "Would it be impossible for us to end this peacefully?" Is what Hannibal would speak loud enough for them to here him. The amount of distance he would be from them when he spoke ws five meters, if he was allowed to do so. He had both his hands raised as he approached to show he was not harmed.

If he wasn't allowed to move the way he did and had to react to an attack speaking was not something he would do if he made it close enough. He would see how this truly was going to go down, and would see that he did whatever it took to end it quickly.

Hannibal did not know of anything about the connection of the Three Eyed Clan and its association with the Kingdom of Alabasta. As his clan was not located within the Grandline but rather within a Blue. What had happened was that due to something with Hannibal the entire clan left their parent Island and went somewhere else. It wasn't something Hannibal had done on purpose but rather something dealing with his Birth. Something that actually could be found out with going into the catacombs below. As though his clan didn't have any connection with the one that came here they all were connected in some way. The ways of thinking of this race was something different. They knew many things. They knew even about how the world would become the way it was. Hannibal if this all ended how he wanted or at least somewhat close; he would let his curiosity lead him forward. Also, he was assigned by Birdal to decode what was on the Glyph. As there was a chance that it being recovered whole might not happen.

+5 to perception via Race perk
+5 to Endurance and Durability via occupation perk

Dazzle · 20 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Wed May 09, 2018 1:02 am

Dazzle

Marine

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Although her body remained tense from her warning instincts, Sara tuned in mentally to the giant's response to her words. A few emotions rushed through her at once. Relief that she wasn't going to have to fight the giant was a major one. Second, recognition that the giant wasn't as unwilling to deal with Marines as his initial words had implied. That, too, was relief, albeit a more subtle undercurrent compared to the first one. But between it was a sense of unease at his words. He'd been ordered to stand by and let innocents die? By the Marines? She didn't want to believe it...but the fact that she could at all gave her pause.

Certainly, there were plenty of people in the Marines who weren't nearly as forgiving as her current captain or her adoptive father. She'd assumed that they got weeded out as one went further up the totem pole, and that only the ones who truly cared about protecting others were the ones who ascended. But what if that wasn't the case? What if the selfishness ran far deeper than that? It was a fact that struck the young Ensign with unease. Unfortunately, she couldn't afford unease right now. She had a duty to the people first and foremost, and getting anxious over it helped nobody. So she did what she always did: She cast the idea aside, at least for now. It'd keep gnawing at her, but she couldn't afford to focus on it on this clouded night. She didn't respond to the giant for now, however. She suspected an extensive talk with him might take more attention and flexibility in her thoughts than she could afford right now.

Speaking of clouded, the rain was beginning to fall, releasing itself onto the shattered kingdom. Sara took one hand off her blade in order to pull her hood back up. While it wasn't the greatest rain defense, it would keep out the inevitable cold and sogginess that always came along. She was no stranger to cold, but moisture was a distraction in combat whether it was on one's person or on the ground. She could at least cancel out one. As she did, she continued to scan the courtyard. Her dread hadn't gone away in the slightest, but the beginning rain was only making it more difficult to see in the clouded night. If it got much worse, she'd have to move to reactive tactics, rather than proactive sentry work.

No doubt because of her watching, she spotted Canon approaching a moment or so before he began speaking. She immediately tensed up again, nearly pulling her blade out of its sheath from sheer reflex, but he began his question just before she had gathered her thoughts enough to question his appearance. She tamped down her instinctive dread, at least for now. He was just a traveler, he said, seeking shelter from the storm. There was nothing wrong with that, was there? And yet, she still couldn't shake the feeling of unease that the martial artist evoked in her. He was far stronger than her, that was for certain. She probably wouldn't be able to do that much against him if her suspicions were at all correct. But she couldn't just...let events happen, could she?

Well, for now she'd play it safe. "Everybody has a right to shelter," she added to David's words, choosing her own terms cautiously. "It's as the giant says. As long as you have no desire for combat, there should be no issue. Alabasta has been through enough recently." If he caused a problem later, Sara would take responsibility for it. But at the moment, the martial artist was just another visitor. Still, she figured she could prod a bit. "I am Sara Bellora, one of the Marines in charge of keeping this place safe. What is your name, traveler? And yours as well," she continues, looking up at the giant. "Pardon my manners. I should have asked much earlier."

Melly · 21 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Wed May 09, 2018 7:34 am

Melly

Shichibukai

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"Oh" The Yuki Yuki No Mi user stated as the gentle drizzle of the rain began to descend, falling in random splotches. "Perfect" Melissa said as she soared through the air, her lower body no longer solid, instead constantly leaking and generating a small flurry of snow that propelled her forward. "Something doesn't seem right" the snow manipulator uttered as she reached the one hundred meter mark from where she began. Her flurry of snow gently phasing into reality as she landed with a graceful tap upon the cold snowy borders. The night was becoming much colder, the rain that gently fell would more than likely feel like ice to those it landed upon. Weather could be as much a hindrance as a foes technique. "Gonna be much harder to see if it....."

CRACK

The resulting crack of thunder from above echoed throughout the entirety of the sandy isles, followed by the roar of water gushing from the heavens above as the downpour began. The rain was intense and fierce, to the point that it hurt as it struck the skin, hard and fast. "FUCK" she uttered as her hair stuck to her face and neck. Her clothing now seeming much tighter and heavier than normal. "Waste of my time" she grumbled as she looked at the map which began to peel apart. "Got it". She tried to fold the map just in case, alas though this would seem to be in vain as the paper peeled apart, splitting away. Shaking her head she would pull out the baby den den mushi she had attained at Water 7, originally belonging to the female marine whom had fought beside her. Trying to call the number that had been input by Sparks to connect to Kenny and Rocket. "Still nothing" the woman uttered as she placed it back in to her skirt pocket.

Peeling her wet red sweatshirt off, along with the yellow cardiggan, the snow woman would now be within a sodden white shirt, so moist that the white colour was now translucent, allowing for her firm supple body to be revealed along with the black bra that protected the food bags for children. Kicking off her sodden boots, she would feel the sand upon her feet, "I'd imagine it feels cold" she mused as she moved her toes, collecting sand in between her toes. "Hmmmmm nice" she said as she looked up squinting her eyes as rain pounded against her. "Ok Melissa, head in the game. Lets get to this Polyglyph" she said, as she brought her leg upwards, she would vanish from all vision, her body disappearing via the use of a rather new technique, a part of the Rokushiki tree, soru, the high speed movement would propel her in the blink of an eye, heading in the direction of the catacombs. She would surely arrive soon enough.

[Melissa will arrive next post]

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NPC · 22 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Wed May 09, 2018 11:00 pm

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@David @Dazzle

"Oh, thank you Master Giant. That is most kind of you... I have...." The hooded Revolutionary was cut off by the smaller woman asking what his name was. His head bowed as if he were apologizing but his voice hung in his chest for a moment as he tried to think of what he should say to her. "Of course. How very rude of me. Huhuhu. You see my name is a bit ironic, I am called Nomad. Abandoned by my family when I was still a young child and since then I have wandered the world, doing the jobs that nobody else doesn't seem to want to do." Castle explained. The man lifted his head, waiting for the giant to give his name.

Slowly he reached his arm back, as if to say there was something behind him. "Currently, I'm leading a small band of travelers, keeping them safe in these trying times. Do you mind if I tell them it's okay to pass and settle in for the night? I'd hate for them to catch a cold from standing in this coming storm?" If permission was granted he would have folded his fingers in on his palm twice to signal his four men to move past the trio of powerful figures. "I couldn't help but hear your talk about what is right and wrong in the world. May I ask, if you were ordered to sit by and watch people mowed down. Why did you not stop it? Surely you believed that doing the right thing was better than doing nothing. If that desire wasn't in your heart, would you have joined the Marines? I can respect a self thinking man but now you have my attention and my curiosity." Cannon leaned against a small pillar and glanced up at David, without revealing any of his face to the marines, not yet ready to strike. Besides he was to keep marines busy while Patron secured the Poneyglyph, nothing said for him to kill or attack a marine.

@Deep Bloo

The last thing the leader of the small band of revolutionaries expected was for Lu to do was answer his question with what seemed like an honest statement. "Of course it makes sense but is it not wrong? The World Government wasn't here to do that before. But now, in our weakest moment you're ordered to get a foot hold. After Pirates and Revolutionaries do the dirty work? Don't you feel shame for that? Truly it's not an honorable action!" The man shot back with a fire in his voice that rang out loudly even through the sound of the coming storm. It was then that Lu sent his men back to the palace, it would cause issues for Cannon but if a fight broke out, the hidden Revolutionaries would storm the palace to help Cannon.

"Why don't we simply roll over and let the World Government have it's way? Surely you can't be serious in asking me that? Why would you not let Pirates go ahead and take what they want!? Clearly if nobody resisted there would be no major issues with them in the world. It's a simple answer friend. We have resisted, questioned and pushed back because this land is ours, and we have to fight to protect what is ours. The same way you would. Just like you sent your men away in case of a fight here. But all I want are answers, to try and sway you into taking your forces and going home. There is clearly nothing here of worth anymore."

@Hannibal @Melly

Patron held Rocket by the throat with the metal prod of his sling shot, cutting the young mans air off from his body. He could have shrank the weapon but then it would choke Rocket more. All he could do was struggle as he was lifted off the ground and kicked hard in the gut by Patron, causing the young marine to sail across the ground and crash behind his downed friend. He could do nothing to stop Patron from loading his sling and pulling the cord back. "A good effort boy, a shame you won't be able to do it again...." Patron almost mocked, intending to finish the fight and take the glyph off the pairs dead bodies. Until a voice called out...

Patron aimed his weapon quickly at Hannibal and a brow raised sharply in the man's direction. "Peaceful? I tried that already. These men chose to throw their lives away. Now you arrive to try and back them up? Afraid you're just a little too late. I'll make you a deal though..That's close enough." Patron could hear his forces finally arriving to back him up and the cloud of sand that billowed out in the distance behind him put the Revolutionary at ease. "You let my boys take the glyph off of your men, and I'll let you take them to seek medical help. Everyone walks away with what they want, and everyone is happy. If not.... and I don't check in with the others in my force. Well..." Patron's neutral looking face took on a dark, sly smile that signaled he had a plan. "The Marines will have a much bigger issue on their hands. Your choice senór. Silver Or Lead?"

David · 23 Re: [Event] Plata O Plomo Fri May 11, 2018 9:03 pm