Duel An Encounter at Sea

[Magimasterkarp]

"I'll take the mumbo-jumbo you're stammering as a yes,"

Bill momentarily froze. Did he hear that right? Gerald had taken his answer as a yes? He would grant Bill a favour, something about special electroncles, no doubt an attempt to steal his soul later. And beside his trusty boat, another apparition had appeared, though seemingly a flesh and blood man. But he was standing on the water!
And he wanted to rob him! Were these aparitions linked somehow? One to steal your soul, the other to steal your physical possessions? Such a build up of ghostly activity would normally only happen near the florian triangle!
But ghost or no, "I'm lettin' nobody rob me!"
He threw the next best thing he had available. A full bottle sailed towards Stevie's head.

Stop Winin'
(Cooking 41, Strength 41) DPR B Hits the Opponent with a big bottle of wine. Average cost €4.18, translates to 627 yen -> 627 Berry
(Cooking 51, Strength 51) He throws the bottle at the opponent (ranged)

And then suddenly, with a small *pop*~splash~, the strange man was gone again.
"Hah, and if ye ev'r show yer face again, that bottle's gonna come outta yer wallet!"
Now all he needed to do was convince Gerald he didn't agree to the... Wait, what?

​

"Your ensemble is not less bewildering, Golden Knight. I'll gladly buy this bottle off you, sir, once I sell your friends armor. The rest of your cache I will be liberating now."
He was back, nonchalantly leaning on the railing of the Pilar, from the outside! And in his hand he held the bottle that Bill was sure had careened away into the ocean.
"That's it! I'm getting the fish!" Bill shouted angrily and ran into his cabin.

Spoiler: lmao

Stevie didn't let the angry old man disturb his calm demeanor one bit. He adressed Gerald:
"It's very unfortunate that you resist. Because you see, we have you surrounded."
He lightly pushed off the railing, gliding away from the Pilar after making such an ominous statement. He didn't seem openly hostile, but his hands dropped slightly towards his hips, where two strange looking guns were affixed to a belt.
And all of a sudden the horizon tilted. Or was it the Pilar? A low thud from below seemed to indicate that something had bumped into the ship. A whale? Unlikely. On the other side from Stevie, something broke the surface.


What had surfaced looked like a... scrapyard that dreamed about being a shark. About half the size of the Pilar, it had a rusty dorsal fin and a gigantic maw. And, slightly unfitting for the sleek shark design, it had two round windows on each side. Two young men and a mink leaned out of these, passing through the bubble resin they were made of. One was wielding a hammer.

"Give us your shit! We got a submarine and we're not afraid to use it!"
"Yeah, give us your popcorn!"
"I told you, they don't have popcorn. Now keep pedalling!"
"We're armed, so you better surrender..."

Spoiler: Image not accurate

Spoiler: Stats and tech for the "Tin Shark Crew"

Spoiler: Dave

Dave
Level 30

Strength 23+9=32
Speed 24+9 = 33
-Reaction Speed - 33 +5 = 38
-Movement Speed - 33
Vitality 32+9=41
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 41
Mind: 50
- Robotics - 100 (He built this rust bucket, no other use for this stat)
Martial Arts 21
-Big Hammer 42

Will hit you with a hammer if you get trapped in the jaws of the Submarine

Spoiler: Eric

Eric
Level 20
Strength 0+4=4
Speed 52+8=60
-Reaction Speed 60
-Movement Speed 60
Vitality 28+6=34
-Durability 34
-Stamina 34
Martial Arts 20
-Gunslinging 40

Profession: Voice imitation. 2 Stars.
Will shoot you through the windows.

Spoiler: Timbo

Timbo
Level 20
Strength 32+8=40
Speed 20+10=30
-Reaction Speed 30
-Movement Speed 30
Vitality 27
-Durability 27
-Stamina 27
Martial Arts 21
-Electro 42

A Bearcat/Binturong Mink. Will Electrify the metal hull of the Tin Shark by reaching an arm out of the window.
Smells of popcorn. (All Binturongs do, look it up)

Spoiler: The Tin Shark

A submarine shaped like a shark. The Sharks jaws and the two windows on each side are sealed with bubble resin, so the passengers can reach out, even under water, to interact with the world. (But they can also be attacked)

Level ??
Strength: X
Speed: X
- Movement Speed X +1
- Reaction Speed X -1 (Extra -10 penalty if Dave is not driving)
Vitality:
- Durability 61
- Stamina: X
Martial Art:
- Shark Bite Submarine - X

X = Combined Movement Speed of active crew pedalling divided by 2.


MA:
Unlike temporary boosts, higher and lower MA stats meet requirements for different ranks of attacks:

Examples:
Fin Slicer
11 Mastery, 11 Movement Speed, 11 Strength DPR D
21 Mastery, 21 Movement Speed, 21 Strength DPR C
41 Mastery, 41 Movement Speed, 41 Strength DPR B
The Tin Shark races towards it´s target and attempts to slice them with a sharp fin.

Iron Jaw
11 Mastery, 11 Strength DPR D
21 Mastery, 21 Strength DPR C
41 Mastery, 41 Strength DPR B
The Tin Shark attempts to bite its target. Enemies held within the jaws can be attacked by the crew.

Spoiler: Bill's stats

Level 45

Strength: 53+8=61
Speed: 48+8 +5=61
-Movement Speed: 61
-Reaction Speed: 61
Vitality: 41+20=61
-Stamina: 61
-Durability: 61
Haki: 6
Armament Haki: 0 (Offensive)
Observation Haki: 12 (Awareness)
Mind: 31
-Cooking: 62
Martial Arts: 46
-Spearfishing: 61
-Gunslinging: 31

Professions:
Fishing 2 Star
Teaches values of patience and is a good source of food. Fishing rods can be used to retrieve far away things.

Swimming: 1 Star
Sailors that can swim are bad omens, as they don't take enough care to not fall into the ocean (where you're shit out of luck without a boat, no matter how well you can swim). Bill spreads the superstition around, teaches it to every apprentice pirate.
Bill of course can swim very well.

Bartending Wisdom 2 Star
A bartender has basic knowledge of every part of the food and drink service industry, and serves as an impromptu therapist for the drunk and bedraggled.

 

[Lamby]

An Encounter at Sea! #11​

Stevie didn't let the angry old man disturb his calm demeanor one bit. He adressed Gerald:
"It's very unfortunate that you resist. Because you see, we have you surrounded."
He lightly pushed off the railing, gliding away from the Pilar after making such an ominous statement. He didn't seem openly hostile, but his hands dropped slightly towards his hips, where two strange looking guns were affixed to a belt.
And all of a sudden the horizon tilted. Or was it the Pilar? A low thud from below seemed to indicate that something had bumped into the ship. A whale? Unlikely. On the other side from Stevie, something broke the surface.


What had surfaced looked like a... scrapyard that dreamed about being a shark. About half the size of the Pilar, it had a rusty dorsal fin and a gigantic maw. And, slightly unfitting for the sleek shark design, it had two round windows on each side. Two young men and a mink leaned out of these, passing through the bubble resin they were made of. One was wielding a hammer.

"Surrounded?" He jeered. Though his confidence would soon be shaken, literally. The Pilar violently tilted upwards! The ocean's horizon line was surely out of view and Gerald fell over, something had hit them. The vessel dropped back into the ocean's waters and Gerald sprung to his feet to hide the fact he'd fallen. He snapped about and pointed his scepter at Stevie! What had broke the water surface had finally showed itself; it was no animal rather something man-made.

"Give us your shit! We got a submarine and we're not afraid to use it!"
"Yeah, give us your popcorn!"
"I told you, they don't have popcorn. Now keep pedalling!"
"We're armed, so you better surrender..."

" Give us your popcorn?" He reiterated. He quietly chuckled, their demands and exclamations were amusing though in a situation like this. "What are you guys doing out at sea like this?" He questioned, still retaining some of his unseriousness due to their first impressions.

"Didn't you hear us the first time? Give us your stuff!"
"Yeah!! Don't forget the popcorn..."
"Would you shut up about the popcorn, you idiot!"

 

[Magimasterkarp]

The Pilar pitched and rolled after the bump it had recieved. Bill Santiago had run into his cabin in a hurry. A few bumps and curses announced that the old sailor had noticed the shaking as well. But what emerged from the cabin onto the deck did not look at all like the geriatric cook. A giant spike was the most striking feature, sitting in front of a glowering face followed by a torpedo shaped body, a stark blue and white in colour, with a chain hanging on its side. Bill had brought out his prized possession, his taxidermied Spearfish, Lear.
Waving it around, looking between Gerald and Captain Mirac he shouted:
"Which of you ghosts is rocking me boat?"
He heard his golden guest address someone on the opposite side of the dark skinned sea ghost. Was there more?

" Give us your popcorn?" He reiterated. He quietly chuckled, their demands and exclamations were amusing though in a situation like this. "What are you guys doing out at sea like this?" He questioned, still retaining some of his unseriousness due to their first impressions.

"Didn't you hear us the first time? Give us your stuff!"
"Yeah!! Don't forget the popcorn..."
"Would you shut up about the popcorn, you idiot!"

There was a shark in the water, and it was made of metal! And this spirit shark had eaten three young men! Men who... wanted his popcorn?
"They're after me holy popcorn!"
He paused for a second. He had almost said "lucky charms" just now. An image of a red haired young boy he hadn't seen in a while appeared in his mind. He shook his head. This was no time to dwell on the past. If these apparitions were lured in by the holy popcorn, that could only mean one thing:
Gerald! There be demons afoot! We gotta defend the popcorn! You take that fella!"
The head of his trusty weapon popped off, revealing a grip behind the skull. The nose spike and skull formed a handy weapon roughly the size of a katana, while a second grip stuck out of the hollow body of Lear, a throwing harpoon made out of cast iron. Bill performed his pre fight ritual of pointing his Marlinspike at the enemy, both as intimidation and to give himself pause to assess the situation.
Bill was an expert fisherman, so he pointed Gerald towards the human-like Captain Mirac, while he would try to fish the voodoo shark out of the water.

But the dark skinned would-be-brigand hadn't waited for the old man to make that decision.
"Let's see how long you can resist when I wash you into the ocean."
After finding a patch of steady ocean surface to stand on, he whipped his left leg through the air, revealing his high tech boots. There was a bubble underneath it that would roll over the water, allowing him to glide effortlessly. But right now, what would become apparent were the water pumps included in the strange footwear. Thin tubes snaked their way across the surface of Stevie's wetsuit to and from a water tank beneath his big bomber jacket. And they packed a punch. A torrent of water shot out of the younglings soles, shredding the bubble in the process.

Spoiler

Tide Moon Kick (Jet Nozzle Suit and Water Skeeter Boots) 1/4th tank
51 Aqua Tech Fighting, 51 Strength, DPR B (Ranged)
The jet nozzles eject a massive stream of water while the user performs a kicking motion, creating a crescent of water aimed at the opponent.

61-80: 2. Small Building Level + 2 (B) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level

The water shot out towards the Pilar in a crescent shape parallel to the horizon, aiming to brush both men off the deck into the ocean. Mirac tapped the boot onto the surface of the water, and a new bubble formed. The pumps in his boots engaged to refill the water he had used in his attack.

 

[Lamby]

An Encounter at Sea #12​

The Pilar pitched and rolled after the bump it had recieved. Bill Santiago had run into his cabin in a hurry. A few bumps and curses announced that the old sailor had noticed the shaking as well. But what emerged from the cabin onto the deck did not look at all like the geriatric cook. A giant spike was the most striking feature, sitting in front of a glowering face followed by a torpedo shaped body, a stark blue and white in colour, with a chain hanging on its side. Bill had brought out his prized possession, his taxidermied Spearfish, Lear.
Waving it around, looking between Gerald and Captain Mirac he shouted:
"Which of you ghosts is rocking me boat?"
He heard his golden guest address someone on the opposite side of the dark skinned sea ghost. Was there more?

Gerald paused his condescend of the pompous mermaid who had risen from the water, he turned to bill and gave him a stare that perfectly depicted his bamboozlement.

"This time it isn't me." He mockingly replied however it Bill invested himself further into this delusion, the bot had rocked from the strange submarine that had risen out from the waters below. It's crew clearly wanted to pillage them but to his new friend... It was a haunting.

This was no time to dwell on the past. If these apparitions were lured in by the holy popcorn, that could only mean one thing:
Gerald! There be demons afoot! We gotta defend the popcorn! You take that fella!"
The head of his trusty weapon popped off, revealing a grip behind the skull. The nose spike and skull formed a handy weapon roughly the size of a katana, while a second grip stuck out of the hollow body of Lear, a throwing harpoon made out of cast iron. Bill performed his pre fight ritual of pointing his Marlinspike at the enemy, both as intimidation and to give himself pause to assess the situation.

"Wow." He mentally exclaimed. This moment of calm sarcasm and disbelief had been cut incredibly short as Captain Mirac sprung into action. He sank to the sea surface, forming a bubble with his high-tech boots he shot a horizontal crescent shaped torrent of water! It precisely slipped across the top of the Pilar; Gerald, quick to act, immediately ducked under the slice as fast as he could however due to a bit of sloppiness his crown had received a well needed hair cut, subtly sizing down about a half or a quarter of an inch.

He gripped his scepter and aimed his palm, shooting his gauntly he gripped onto the railing of the ship, "Take him you say, FINE! I'll drag him straight back to the depths of hell... At the bottom of the ocean!" He loudly exclaimed, he reeled back his gauntlet; in unison he began a powerful sprint, with these acting together he propelled himself off the Pilar. With a quick shift of weight Gerald swung along the side of ship completely parallel to the ocean, the Pilar began to teeter a bit due to the weight of the Gilded Knight however it wasn't too serious as they still remained afloat. With his free hand he, gripped his scepter; burning brightly for a mere moment it hardened deep black and he prepared to swing at Captain Mirac, aiming smack him in the left temple to knock him off balance!

81-100: 3. Large Building Level!

 

[Magimasterkarp]

Captain Mirac's boots purred like a satisfied panther as the pumps continued to fill up the water tanks on his back. This was his first attempt at robbery, but that didn't shake his confidence at all. After all, he and Dave had spent months planning their endeavor. A first attack to wash as many enemies as possible into the water would render the enemy mostly helpless against him and the Tin Shark Crew, who had spend most of their childhoods in or around the ocean, on naval bases and marine vessels.
The crescent of water splashed across the surface of the enemy vessel, however instead of falling into the ocean, the strange Golden Knight ducked below the attack. He extended his gauntlet to grip onto the railing of the ship and used it to accelerate himself for an impressive jump. He swung the golden scepter he was carrying, aiming right at the young man's head.
Or at least where it had been mere blinks of an eyelash before. With a quick step back, Stevie had popped both of the bubbles on his boots, dropping down into the ocean at the speed of gravity. Immediately the high tech soles produced new bubbles, straining to shoot right back up to the surface. The black clad young man pushed off their upwards momentum, angling to get a little more distance between himself and his armoured adversary.
Just before breaching the surface, his hand found one of the guns strapped to his hips, and out of the spray from his rapid ascension, a fist sized ball of water shot towards his foe.
Having found his footing on the surface again, he had to spit out a mouthful of saltwater that he had nearly swallowed in his hasty retreat underwater before he could speak:
"It seems that you are a man of science as well. Maybe I ought to keep that armor of yours for myself, to study it. Too bad it will cause you to sink. Down to hell I presume?"

Spoiler

Gravity Drop (Water Skeeters)
41 ATF
The bubbles on the boots pop, allowing the user to quickly sink into the ocean for a +mastery/10 reaction speed escape. The boots blow a new bubble under water that allows the user to surface quickly again.

Flood Charge (ranged)
51 Gunslinging DPR B
A ball of water gets shot at the enemy. Enough water to fill a glass of water. Remember to get hit by this attack at least 8 times a day!

81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 2 (B) = 5. Town Level

Each turn neither the boots speed boost nor the nozzles are used, 1/4th of the water tank gets replenished.
The tank is still at 3/4th.

Bill had been studying his chosen opponent. It was something he had learned to do over his decades as a frontline fighter. Stopping for a moment to pose could be the deciding factor in avoiding being a frontline fighter. It also helped you be more informed about who you were fighting. It was then, while Bill was trying to take in every bit of information he could when he saw something right behind him. Or did he feel it? (Haki activation) Anyways, he saw Gerald hit the deck, and with trained sailors reflexes followed suit. But he was just a little bit too slow, and so the fringes of the flying wave washed across his back and slammed him into the railing of the Pilar.

Spoiler

4. City Block Level damage versus 4. City Block Level durability
Normal Damage, but he dodged a lot of it

"Take him you say, FINE! I'll drag him straight back to the depths of hell... At the bottom of the ocean!"

Did he hear that right? Gerald wanted to drag the bandit captain down to hell? This was as good as an admission... He shook his head to clear the stars the collision with the wall made him see. Of course, dragging someone to hell was a common expression. Besides, every one knew that hell was below the bottom of the ocean. Every amateur knew that what lay at the bottom of the ocean was known as Davy Jones Locker. Would an actual spirit have made that mistake?
Whatever, there were more earthly concerns. He shouted some encouragement at Gerald:
"Yes, that's the spirit! Show that guy who's boss!"

Not one to be outdone by a younger man, fae or not, Bill leapt up while pulling the harpoon from within the body of his spearfish like it was Excalibur, and did his best impression of a raging thunder god, threw it at the strange shark contraption while roaring:
"Yer na gettin' the popcorn!"

Spoiler

"Don´t get hasty!"
The Harpoon or the Fishhead Lance gets thrown at the enemy. (ranged)
(51 Spear Fishing, 51 Strength) DPR B The harpoon or the Lance stabs into the victim and stays there, chaining them

61-80: 2. Small Building Level + B = 4. City Block Level

 

[Lamby]

An Encounter at Sea #13
@Magimasterkarp​

With a quick step back, Stevie had popped both of the bubbles on his boots, dropping down into the ocean at the speed of gravity. Immediately the high tech soles produced new bubbles, straining to shoot right back up to the surface. The black clad young man pushed off their upwards momentum, angling to get a little more distance between himself and his armoured adversary.
Just before breaching the surface, his hand found one of the guns strapped to his hips, and out of the spray from his rapid ascension, a fist sized ball of water shot towards his foe.
Having found his footing on the surface again, he had to spit out a mouthful of saltwater that he had nearly swallowed in his hasty retreat underwater before he could speak:
"It seems that you are a man of science as well. Maybe I ought to keep that armor of yours for myself, to study it. Too bad it will cause you to sink. Down to hell I presume?"

"I missed..." Noted Gerald, he continued his grand swing, keeping a firm grip on the Pilar as he came about to the opposing side of the teetering vessel. He smacked onto the railing forcing the ship to tilt in the opposing direction, he released his gauntlet and the mechanism whipped about reeling back to it's holster right on his arm. He gripped the railing of the ship and held on for dear life; water splashed wildly as he faintly heard the words spouted by the man.

"...Maybe I ought to keep that armor of yours for myself, to study it. Too bad it will cause you to sink. Down to hell I presume?"

He leapt back onto the deck, his heavy build forcing down on the sturdy ship. He rushed across the slightly shaken ship and stopped at the ledge, gripping the railing tightly as he stared down upon the man who'd floated atop the water. "This Armor is far to valuable for the hands of some lower lifeform to even attempt to comprehend. Your gadget works well however it's primitive, I can prove it to you quite easily considering that the mode of transportation that had brought me out to these quite waters was none other than my own sheer will." Gerald raised his scepter and aimed it at the man in the water, only being shaken by the slight bobbing of the vessel regaining it's neutral buoyancy.

"You talk as though you're in an advantageous position when really, you're only saving grace is the pitiful Submarine you choose to scour the waters within." He said, spitting upon the man's own scientific genius as a reflection of the person that had come before him.

​

The Pilar vs The Tin Shark​

Did he hear that right? Gerald wanted to drag the bandit captain down to hell? This was as good as an admission... He shook his head to clear the stars the collision with the wall made him see. Of course, dragging someone to hell was a common expression. Besides, every one knew that hell was below the bottom of the ocean. Every amateur knew that what lay at the bottom of the ocean was known as Davy Jones Locker. Would an actual spirit have made that mistake?
Whatever, there were more earthly concerns. He shouted some encouragement at Gerald:
"Yes, that's the spirit! Show that guy who's boss!"

Not one to be outdone by a younger man, fae or not, Bill leapt up while pulling the harpoon from within the body of his spearfish like it was Excalibur, and did his best impression of a raging thunder god, threw it at the strange shark contraption while roaring:
"Yer na gettin' the popcorn!"

Spoiler

61-80: 2. Small Building Level + B = 4. City Block Level

"Yikes! Pull the head up, pull it up-" Fearfully exclaimed a crew member, locked within the safe yet impromptu confines of their great Tin Shark they faced the strange fisherman who withheld the popcorn! The Shark head wiggled, the crew paddled as fast as they could as the shark suddenly sprung with life. It was aimed upwards, it's jaws whipping open as the Harpoon eased in from slightly above... The swerved narrowly dodging the harpoon only receiving a deep scratch upon it's outer shell.

61-80: 4. City Block Level
DPR equal to dura: normal damage

"Bring her round, let's show that old coot why he shouldn't mess with us!" Exclaimed another mate, the shark swam. Powered by the combined pedals of the people inside it moved surprisingly well, it dove deeper underwater becoming almost invisible to the naked eye as the glare of the sun reflecting off of the beautiful salty seas prevented anyone without special vision to view what was going on underneath the surface. They swam back up, rushing at the boat they aimed to knock it over but; not without doing some damage...
(Do you like jaws?)

Iron Jaw!

41 Mastery, 41 Strength DPR B
61-80: 2. Small Building Level + B(2) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level

The Shark Rammed the Pilar from the bottom, forcing the vessel to leap out of the waters only by 1 foot as it's mechanical jaws attempted to clamp down upon the hall of the boat! This wasn't really a ploy to damage the boat, alone, it was also a means to shake off the members board of the vessel; that being Bill and Subsequently... Gerald!

 

[Magimasterkarp]

He leapt back onto the deck, his heavy build forcing down on the sturdy ship. He rushed across the slightly shaken ship and stopped at the ledge, gripping the railing tightly as he stared down upon the man who'd floated atop the water. "This Armor is far to valuable for the hands of some lower lifeform to even attempt to comprehend. Your gadget works well however it's primitive, I can prove it to you quite easily considering that the mode of transportation that had brought me out to these quite waters was none other than my own sheer will." Gerald raised his scepter and aimed it at the man in the water, only being shaken by the slight bobbing of the vessel regaining it's neutral buoyancy.

"You talk as though you're in an advantageous position when really, you're only saving grace is the pitiful Submarine you choose to scour the waters within." He said, spitting upon the man's own scientific genius as a reflection of the person that had come before him.

"Hmpf, what arrogant calumny. You see the advantage we have, and yet you seem to assume it was random chance."
Stevie opened his arms wide to indicate the vast expanse of sea,
"Our domain reaches the horizon, surrounds everything and connects civilizations. The oceans rule this world, and we rule the oceans. We have advantage for roughly 90% of this planets surface."
Having finished his boast, the confident youngling aimed both his pistols at the gold clad scientist. He let loose a devastating hail of projectiles, big gobs of water flying at Gerald and the Pilar.

Spoiler: Frontier Cataract

Frontier Cataract (Ranged) (multi hit)
81 Gunslinging DPR A
A barrage of big water balls aimed at a single enemy or a group. The entire area will be flooded ankle high.

81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A) = 6. City Level

His Water tank is now back to full capacity. He's down to 20 A rank bullets.

This much water could seriously impact the seaworthiness of a small ship like the Pilar, even discounting the damage the impacts would do.

"Don't break me boat!"
Bill, an experienced spearfisher (2 Profession stars in Fishing) could clearly see what was going on below the waters surface. The mysterious metal shark was diving deep, no doubt to return with speed for a devastating attack. Bill would have to dive into the water to see where it would attack.
He wrapped the chain of the harpoon he threw out to sea around a nearby winch, so that it would probably lock in place if he pulled it back in far enough, a lifeline back to the safety of the Pilar. He then took a deep breath and jumped out to sea with the chain in hand. His eyes easily adjusted to being underwater (1 Profession Star for Swimming) and he spotted the big iron fish heading right for the underside of his beloved boat. Pulling on his chain, he accelerated back towards the vessel, aiming to spear the enemy away from the keel.

Spoiler

"Then I´ll come kill ya"
(61 Spear Fishing, 61 Strength, 61 Movement Speed) DPR A
He rushes at the opponent to stab them, Pulling on the chain and dragging it behind him as he goes along. If he misses or is blocked, the chain he was dragging will continue towards the opponent for another chance to wrap them up.

61-80: 2. Small Building Level + 3 (A) = 5. Town Level

Clashing against the City Block level Iron Jaw attack at an angle:
Attack is 1 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 5 DPR
The Shark gets deflected from the boat with 0. Street Level damage.

To Bill's surprise, just before he started swimming upwards to get air, he saw the people sitting inside the contraption. Were they controlling it? They were definitely the ones who were after his popcorn.

Ooc: Pls save the boat from Stevie.

 

[Lamby]

An Encoutner at Sea #14
@Magimasterkarp​

"Hmpf, what arrogant calumny. You see the advantage we have, and yet you seem to assume it was random chance."
Stevie opened his arms wide to indicate the vast expanse of sea,
"Our domain reaches the horizon, surrounds everything and connects civilizations. The oceans rule this world, and we rule the oceans. We have advantage for roughly 90% of this planets surface."
Having finished his boast, the confident youngling aimed both his pistols at the gold clad scientist. He let loose a devastating hail of projectiles, big gobs of water flying at Gerald and the Pilar.

Spoiler: Frontier Cataract

81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A) = 6. City Level

His Water tank is now back to full capacity. He's down to 20 A rank bullets.

This much water could seriously impact the seaworthiness of a small ship like the Pilar, even discounting the damage the impacts would do.

Matching Gerald's spirit the man that had emerged from the depths, spat his own wisdom and he was right, the Pillar was dead center in the ocean. Albeit Gerald filled with confidence and physical capability to swim it's expanse without much concern for his own life they weren't at a clear advantage. Gerald activated his observation Haki in secret, internally his confidence swiftly turned into tensity, he was wary of the opponent.

Gerald glimpsed the future, forseeing Stevie's snap back and so he acted quickly, premptively he jumped giving him some suspension as he reeled his legs inwards. Stevie's guns flared at their apex and he pulled the trigger, just then Gerald landed. With his strength he forced the Pilar downwards into the water, just enough so that it would not submerge but plenty enough for the buoyancy to tip alternatively; obscuring Stevie's initial target by shifting them both. Ocean water shut upwards from Gerald's jump, and the slash of the water collided with the thick blobs of water Stevie had shot.

The shots aimed for Gerald fly high, and hit the Pillar's sails. Those aimed at the Pilar flew through the splashed flames and struck the Pilars railings and upper sections of the deck. Surely it destroyed the hand railing, it tore through the very edge of the upper deck. The ship bounced back upwards and up came Gerald, leaping from the deck and into the water as well, closing in on Stevie. In one hand he held his scepter and in the other, he pulled a revolver?!

Gerald Science Stat: 61
Invention Points: 61
41 Science: firearm + 2 magazines or 10 bullets (DPR: C) - 10 invention points
Remaining Points: ???

"As If I ever feared the Ocean, what makes you think I'll start now simply because you can fire your water guns?" Exclaimed Gerald, mightily poised with his gun aimed at Stevie. He hardened it and pulled the trigger firing 3 quick shots! The first for his head, the second for his hip and the last for the hose connected to his water propulsion boots, intelligently planning to disable him in his frontal assault.

Science: 61
61-80: 2. Small Building Level + C(1) + Hardening(1) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level

The Pilar's Sailor vs the Shark!​

Slapped away by the diving sea dweller, Bill Santiago proved his might against the nasty popcorn thieves! The Shark veered and with a ferocious snarl it's jaws crackled as it diverted away from the Pilar. The Pilar's drivers were all taken aback, each shaken and knocked out of their seats.

"Woah! I didn't know he could fight like that!" Shouted one of the crew.
"Is it really worth it fighting him for the popcorn, shouldn't we just ask?" Fearfully questioned another.
"No, we're in too deep. That old man may be strong enough to deflect a metallic shark with an entire crew inside but WE have the advantage of air!" Blared yet another.
"Oh yeah-" The other two, spoke in unison.

The Tin Shark, swam off and turned once more. Alligning itself with the fearless spear man who had just jumped into their domain, the Shark-sub swam, increasing propulsion as it flew straight for Bill. It's jaws ajar prepared to flair widen open to clamp and drag the old man deep into the sea!

Iron Jaw: 61-80: 2. Small Building Level + B(2) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level

 

[Magimasterkarp]

As proven by about two dozen articles in local newspaper to the tune of "Old Man catches giant Fish - A Story in Pictures", Bill was an excellent fisherman and no stranger to the bigger denizens of the ocean. He had jumped into the ocean to stop this metal shark from taking a bite out of his boat, and now he was sure it's attention was firmly set on him. He'd lead it to the surface, where it's maneuverability would be limited, while he could support himself against the Pilar's hull. He pulled up on his chain to get up when...
The water deformed to get out of the way as his trusty ship was suddenly pushed down, plunging into the ocean like it had just fallen a great height. The chain that connected Bill to the Pilar went slack as the boat closed the distance, causing the old man to lose his grip. Had something heavy landed up there? We're mysterious forces pulling them to Davy Jones locker?
Bill had no more time to contemplate, because he saw that he was in danger! The dreaded metal sea monster had turned and was coming towards him. He was out of time - and air! - with no way to get to the surface in time. There was only one thing to do. He had to kill the shark quickly.
It was coming at him with wide open jaws, and that was fine by him. Armored fish were always weakest on the inside. And perhaps there was even air in there for the people inside it. He cocked his Marlinespike once more and brought it down on the lower jaws of his bestial opponent, hoping to prevent it's mouth from closing long enough so he could get inside without getting maimed.

Spoiler: Technique

"Shame I have to kill you"
(61 Spear Fishing, 61 Strength) DPR A
He stabs the opponent. That hurts. The higher the dpr, the deeper in the weapon goes. For S+, the handguard fishmouth bites the victim or he twists the harpoon.

61-80: 2. Small Building Level +3 (A) = 5. Town Level
Slightly stronger than the big fish.

The golden knight had leapt at Captain Mirac, left the safety of his boat yet again.

"So you're no longer scared? Well, as if I'd let you get close to me. I have the whole horizon as my domain."

The selfsure young man had spun on the rolling bubbles that supported his weight above the water, arms outstretched to gesture at the horizon all around them. He came to a stop, more or less, with one hand aimed right at the incoming Gerald. Pumps in the water tank on his back began to churn, pressure building just below a nozzle on his palm, waiting to explode. He aimed, using his middle and ring fingers as sights, when he saw what his opponent had just fished out of nowhere. He was aiming a gun at him!
"Whoa!"
Stevie recoiled a little - No, he braced himself, and fired. The water pressure in his palm exploded, obscuring his opponent and the bullets he fired from his view. The force of the water pushed him back, his bubble heeled boots letting him roll over the ocean surface with no resistance. When he deemed himself far enough away, he dipped the toe-brakes back into the water to stop, and so they could be used to pump water back into his reservoir.

Spoiler: Technique

Wet Goodbye (Jet Nozzle and Water Skeeters) 1/2 Tank
51 ATF, 51 Movement Speed, DPR B (ranged)
A Nozzle on the wrist is held close to the enemy, and then gets cranked to full blast, blasting the enemy with a jet of water, and propelling the user away from them with a burst of speed.

Scales off mastery:
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2 (B) = 4. City Block Level
Matches the DPR of Gerald's attack

"How far out from your boat can you still fight effectively? Can you keep following m-"
~Crrrrrrrr-chak~
A strange noise from his back interrupted Stevie's taunts. The pumps in his suit weren't taking in any more water. A quick examination of his equipment found the culprit: The hose connecting the water tank on his back to his boots was broken, shot clean through.
"Hmph, I was careless. You won't catch me off guard again."
He raised his twin water pistols again and took aim.

 

[Lamby]

An Encounter at Sea #15
@Magimasterkarp​

The golden knight had leapt at Captain Mirac, left the safety of his boat yet again.

"So you're no longer scared? Well, as if I'd let you get close to me. I have the whole horizon as my domain."

The selfsure young man had spun on the rolling bubbles that supported his weight above the water, arms outstretched to gesture at the horizon all around them. He came to a stop, more or less, with one hand aimed right at the incoming Gerald. Pumps in the water tank on his back began to churn, pressure building just below a nozzle on his palm, waiting to explode. He aimed, using his middle and ring fingers as sights, when he saw what his opponent had just fished out of nowhere. He was aiming a gun at him!
"Whoa!"
Stevie recoiled a little - No, he braced himself, and fired. The water pressure in his palm exploded, obscuring his opponent and the bullets he fired from his view. The force of the water pushed him back, his bubble heeled boots letting him roll over the ocean surface with no resistance. When he deemed himself far enough away, he dipped the toe-brakes back into the water to stop, and so they could be used to pump water back into his reservoir.

Spoiler: Technique

Scales off mastery:
61-80: 2. Small Building Level +2 (B) = 4. City Block Level
Matches the DPR of Gerald's attack

"How far out from your boat can you still fight effectively? Can you keep following m-"
~Crrrrrrrr-chak~
A strange noise from his back interrupted Stevie's taunts. The pumps in his suit weren't taking in any more water. A quick examination of his equipment found the culprit: The hose connecting the water tank on his back to his boots was broken, shot clean through.
"Hmph, I was careless. You won't catch me off guard again."
He raised his twin water pistols again and took aim.

"Great!" Exclaimed Gerald in thought, it was a sarcastic remark, he was back in the ocean. With the Pillar just barely escapining imminent danger he honored Bill's simple request. Stevie opened the distance between them and like a bobber in the Ocean he floated atop it's surface albeit the weight of his armor, Gerald seemed to be an excellent swimmer and a powerful one at that. He kept his handgun close, he didn't opt to fire it, else the water resistance and the muffled combustion would stunt the momentum of his bullet.

He faintly relied on his observation haki, his extra sensory instincts that allowed him to keep track of Stevie. "He can more or less run circles around me, so it's probably best to minimize my actions in the water. I hope this doesn't bite me too badly, I'm going to have to shoot his boots again to limit his movements or close in and attack under the water--"

"I can't believe-- that I'm going to do this." He thought, he had gotten an idea. He took a deep breathe, and kicked himself out of the water! Up and above surfacing his torso up to his wasitline and then quickly coming back down splashing the water ahead of him, it was quick and Gerald was desparate in the time he had before he dived under he aimed his gun. This had to be quick else he'll be pretty easy to read-- POW! He fired his gun, taking aim at Stevie's left shoulder. This was all a cover, he dived under water. His eyes closed to prevent the salt from messing his peepers.

Science: 61
61-80: 2. Small Building Level + C(1) + Hardening(1) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level

Relying on his observation Haki he swam through the water, the reflective surface of the sea water provided a subtle cover for him since it was still bright. He submerged quite below the surface and-- much like a speeding torpedo, pushing his muscles to swim as fast as he could he crept up upon Stevie from below. Gerald Carried his handy Hot-Dog-Scepter a sign of Pride of his home world albeit his blatant escape from it's crushing jaws-- He also carried a plethora of other inventions that he quite fancied.

Like a cartoon character with hammer space he pulled a few Gadgets under the water, two metallic gizmos that he slapped together. Transforming to form a new and completely unique weapon, Swimming the way he did sure tuckered him out but he needed to defeat this enemy--

PARTY-BLOWER HAMMER!!

A Mechanical Hammer with a Jet Booster Head.
61-80 Science: mechanic pre-modern weapon (DPR: B) - 20 invention points
Remaining Invention Points: 31

DPR: 61-80: 2. Small Building Level + B(2) + Hardening(1) = 120: 5. Town Level

Bubbles gathered and the Hammer head activated it's propulsion. Gerald Gripped the weapon with all he could, steadily rising as he aimed to swing and smack Stevie straight into the sky!

The Fisher and the Fished!​

As proven by about two dozen articles in local newspaper to the tune of "Old Man catches giant Fish - A Story in Pictures", Bill was an excellent fisherman and no stranger to the bigger denizens of the ocean. He had jumped into the ocean to stop this metal shark from taking a bite out of his boat, and now he was sure it's attention was firmly set on him. He'd lead it to the surface, where it's maneuverability would be limited, while he could support himself against the Pilar's hull. He pulled up on his chain to get up when...

The water deformed to get out of the way as his trusty ship was suddenly pushed down, plunging into the ocean like it had just fallen a great height. The chain that connected Bill to the Pilar went slack as the boat closed the distance, causing the old man to lose his grip. Had something heavy landed up there? We're mysterious forces pulling them to Davy Jones locker?
Bill had no more time to contemplate, because he saw that he was in danger! The dreaded metal sea monster had turned and was coming towards him. He was out of time - and air! - with no way to get to the surface in time. There was only one thing to do. He had to kill the shark quickly.

It was coming at him with wide open jaws, and that was fine by him. Armored fish were always weakest on the inside. And perhaps there was even air in there for the people inside it. He cocked his Marlinespike once more and brought it down on the lower jaws of his bestial opponent, hoping to prevent it's mouth from closing long enough so he could get inside without getting maimed.

Spoiler: Technique

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Bill was a surprisingly controlled fighter, despite beyond submerged in water and at an unholy disadvantage; I mean-- He lept into the Jaws of a gigantic tin shark! His marlinespike stabbed into the creatures lower jaws as it slightly misseed it's bone crushing clamp. His strength outmatched that of the mechanical sea-beast and it's Jaws were forced to stay ajar-- Inside the Shark became utter chaos, warining lights and systems blaring as the disposal pouch: connected directly to the mouth of the beast, that shreds all debris that remains inside of the mouth whilst the water drains out and thus clearing it, began to fill with water. The filtration systems pumped out just as much as what was being taken in however it was burning through their fuel reserves.

The men inside panicked, "We're gonna die!"
"OH MAN-- I CAN'T DIE LIKE THIS!!"
"HE'S INSANE, HOW COULD HE JUST JUMP INTO A SHARK'S MOUTH LIKE THAT?!"
"NEVERMIND THIS MANIAC, WE NEED TO RESERVED FUEL AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE!"

The crew was in disarray, "Idiots!" Blared the only crew memeber with sense, he forced his subordinate off of the wheel of the tin shark and piloted it manually. "YOU FOOLS START PEDALLING, NOW!" He shouted. The others girded themsleves although hysterical followed the orders due to his aggressiveness. "Oh boy--"

The mouth of the Tin Shark shook from side-to-side trying to shake off Bill, however the filteration system was continuing to flare the flag system and so he did the next best thing. As to not sink to the bottom of the ocean he piloted the Tin Shark to surface; it's open jaws meeting the nice fresh air to clear it of water and to finally put the filtration system to rest! But how long will this last?

 

[Magimasterkarp]

Hook, Line and Geezer​

Bill had been swallowed by the metal shark, but instead of darkness he was surprised to see blinking lights all around him. His Marlinespike still blocked the metallic jaws form closing, and Bill could feel water rushing past him into some sort of dangerous looking opening. Pharyngeal jaws on a shark? This truly was dark magic at work. Bill wedged his legs to where a normal fish would have it's gills and held tightly to his chain. Was there air somewhere within his reach? He could feel the current rushing into the pharyngeal jaws pick up speed. Was the fish starting to panic? He could see, through the rushing water, a bunch of hectic activity further inside the shark. Perhaps he would just have to hold out a little longer for his adversaries to make a fatal mistake.
And just then, he could feel his chain slackening. The fish was surfacing. Caught off guard, Bill had to keep hauling on his chain, if only so he wouldn't fall backwards into the whirring jaws of the metal beast. Just as his vision was turning blurry from air loss, they breached the ocean's surface. Water drained through the open jaws, and Bill could finally take a wheezing breath.
With the water draining from around him, in the half darkness of he jaws, Bill himself resembled a vengeful spirit more than the amiable old fisherman that Gerald had encountered. He spat out a mouthful of water and turned to the inhabitants of the metal fish, his friendly grin turned a strained rictus.
"Fisherman's Housecall!"
He didn't stop pulling on his chain. He had this fish exactly where he wanted it. He'd pull it all the way onto the deck of the Pilar. Arms like bridge cables tension the chain with enough strength to yank it straight out of the ocean.

Spoiler: Technique

"Get over here!"

Once the victim is stabbed, wrapped or caught the chain, he starts to pull:

1.) His strength tier>the opponents strength tier
The opponent gets pulled into close range, right toward his other stabby weapon. Being reeled in by the chain gives a reaction speed debuff. (-Mastery/10)

2.) Same Strength tier
After a short tug o' war he lets go of the chain for a bit to unbalance the opponent, using that opportunity to rush in for an attack. (-mastery/20 react debuff for the enemy) He himself is experienced enough to be immune to these shenanigans. He had so many smartarses on that chain try to pull that, he knows when its coming and exploits it, creating the same scenario as 1.) If the opponent is stabbed/wrapped, and getting his chain back if he was just holding it.

3.) His strength tier<the opponents strength tier
He uses the opponents strength against him, rushing in for an attack with a movement speed buff. (Opponents strength/10)

Resisting the pull takes up a turn and will lead to one of the outcomes, not resisting it will always lead to outcome 1.

When all three Tin Shark Crewmembers are pedalling, the Shark matches Bill's strength.
(Outcome 1 would pull the shark onto the boat, outcome 2 means the shark remains in the water and Bill attacks next turn with the crew having a mastery/20 reaction speed debuff.)

Stevie meets his match?

Captain Stevie had shut down the pumps connecting to his boots. He would have to fight the rest of this battle with not much more than his water guns alone.
Stevie, Dave and Eric had been hanging out together ever since they were small, traveling from marine base to marine base wherever their parents were stationed. Sons of a Rear Admiral and two Captains, they had always gotten away with their mischief. Now playing brigands with water guns and a bicycle powered submarine, someone was pointing a real gun at him.
He had brought some distance between the two, but he could see his golden adversary jump out of the water and shoot in his direction again. Stevie raised his two guns again and pulled his triggers in rapid succession. He took aim at the bullets flying towards him, glad of the distance. He kept shooting, a hail of projectiles trailing behind the falling Gerald and splashing ineffectively into the water's surface.

Spoiler

Corral Shootout (ranged) (multi hit)
41 Gunslinging DPR C
A barrage of water shots aimed at a single enemy or a group.

81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 1 (C) = 4. City Block Level
Attack cancels out

The golden sheen of his opponent sank beneath the waves. He could see it coming towards him until it sank too deep, and the day's sun made the gleam one of many. Should Stevie dive into the ocean as well, and meet the adversary in his element? He was wary of popping the bubbles on his shoes, he couldn't be sure the rebubbler still worked now that parts of his suit were damaged. He'd have to preserve the advantage of being able to stand on the water for as long as possible.
He'd have to wait for Gerald to come to him. Pistols didn't really work underwater, so he expected either a melee attack from below or a sneaky gunshot from between the waves. The distance gave him the advantage of a short preparation.
He adopted a wide, low stance, to be a harder target to hit, being careful that his frictionless boots didn't force him into the splits, and postioned one of his guns right at the water's surface. He opened his mind up to the flow of the ocean currents, hoping that his haki would show him the whereabouts of his opponent.
There! He saw it, something bright and hot was coming towards him. Bubbles rose from the ocean as whatever it was pushed water past the boiling point. Stevie pulled the trigger at the last moment possible. A ball of water decompressed right at his gun's muzzle, sending a shockwave through the ocean that collided with... was that a Rocket Hammer? The collision caused a massive splash of water to rise above the water's surface that pushed Stevie away on his Bubble Boots.

(Slight exaggeration)

Spoiler

Fountain Charge (Ranged)
71 Gunslinging DPR A
A big ball of water is shot at the enemy. Enough water to fill a bucket. The target will be soaked from head to toe.

81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A) = 6. City Level
1 DPR stronger than Geralds Attack. Loses 5 DPR. Gerald gets hit with a Wall/Tree level shockwave.