Such a bright flare of lighting illuminating tha desolate stone laden street for the spilt second or seconds it danced in the sky. Jus long enough to acknowledge and gag on the almost cartoon-esque portrait that laid before methe sky alit with a silent burst of light stifled still by the heavy clouds. In that brief moment of lowlight a large portrait (depicting the sneering face of a fat man with a metal mouth, pointy moustache, wearing the black hippo pelt atop his head) could be seen on the opposite wall to where Yama had entered from.
Man oh man whoever Mr Pointy-stache is either he’s a man of many talents or is a bitch with a lot of money and no friends. Kinda hoping it’s tha latter so robbing him will be worth being on this sad sack ass rockIn the same courtyard were small romantic statues depicting the same man; some of him atop valiant steeds holding a sword, some of him as a cherub hold a harp or flute, each tackier than the last.
As darkness settled back into its rightful place, torchlight could be seen dancing from multiple corridors; shadows of soldiers marched towards Yama, the sound of bootfall getting closer with every moment.
The bounty hunter, stepping into the center of the courtyard, would hear a pitiful voice quietly emerge from behind him:Choosing to confront the encroaching glowing orange sources of light. I calmly stalked towards the center of the courtyard and waited. My hands carefully stuffed into the pockets of my pants….
TESTAMENTS OF WAPOL
1. OBEY THE KING (OR DIE).
Orders such as "Kneel before the guard!" and "Identify yourself!" came out but it clearly didn't matter to the soldiers making the demands, their bodies were already carrying out their ever-present orders before it seemed their minds could even process, they were encircling the fishman and attempting to close in on Yamamoto from all angles.Black Drum Soldiers (24)
level 15
15x5=75
Strength: 20+2=22
Speed: 15+2=17
17x2=34
-Reaction: 17
-Movement: 17
Vitality:20+2=22
22x2=4
-Durability: 22
-Stamina: 22
Martial Arts: 20
20x2=40
-Gunslinging/Swordmanship: 40
Curfew? Is that why this shit so dead? Makes sense now but why y’all need a curfew? Don’t like like it’s much crime around hea?Curfew violator!" Came a cry from the approaching glow of torchlight. "Halt, under order of his majesty and might, King Wapol!"
Why is his jaw metal!? Hahaha, looks like someone beat your “mighty” king wapolThe small courtyard began to alight, the cobblestone catching the harsh light; a jarring switch from the smothering darkness. The new rush of light allowed a better view of Wapol's horrid mug plastered in front of Yama, in full color.
Well looks like they’ve made up their minds, they ready to die for tha Mighty King Wapol. I respect it but hey y’all funeralOrders such as "Kneel before the guard!" and "Identify yourself!" came out but it clearly didn't matter to the soldiers making the demands, their bodies were already carrying out their ever-present orders before it seemed their minds could even process, they were encircling the fishman and attempting to close in on Yamamoto from all angles.
The soldiers seemed unharmed by the attack, they looked to each other with bewildered expressions, then as quickly as they began preparing to charge at Yama; a shockwave produced by the fishman karate technique erupted, launching a group of the men across the courtyard. The sound of metal clattering against stone rang out in a chorus as swords fell from hands and metal chest-pieces brutally slammed into stone.Karakusagawara Seiken!
The difference in power between the intruder and them was quickly established.Casualties: 4, Incapacitated: 4 | 16 standing soldiers
Hearing the colliding of the metal armor that appeared to be customary in the islands security caught my attention. Turning I saw one of the soldiers in midd air diving with his sword drawn and extended forward, his intention clear. Not wanting to end up as an accessory on the end of his blade, I stepped to the right of his stroke and thrust my knuckles into torso before grabbing him by the collar of his armor and throwing him at the soldiers who remainedFrom behind, a barrel-chested and scarred man lunged at Yamamoto, blade first.
You guys really wanna keep doing this huh? This wapol guy must be a helluva man for you all to be willing to die for em…."Back away from him!" Shouted one soldier. "Prepare to fire!" Shouted another.
Can’t waste too much energy on these weaklings, someone is bound to hea all this noise and come checking who it isThe other soldiers backed away, cautiously preparing their rifles for firing.
The soldier, for all his courage and readiness, was out-sped by Yama. The bounty hunter effortlessly dodged to the side of the blade and plunged his fist into the man's chest. The sound of bones crackling beneath the man's skin overpowered the sound of the metal breast-plate bowing inwards. With no time to even process his own death, the man was sent through the air towards his fellow soldiers. The dead man's weight knocked a few of the soldiers to the ground.Turning I saw one of the soldiers in midd air diving with his sword drawn and extended forward, his intention clear. Not wanting to end up as an accessory on the end of his blade, I stepped to the right of his stroke and thrust my knuckles into torso before grabbing him by the collar of his armor and throwing him at the soldiers who remained
Fear and panic was beginning to overtake the majority of them; the guards now were split into two groups (not counting the 3 torch-bearers).Casualties: 1, Incapacitated: 3 | 12 soldiers left standing
Nothing happened initially, the soldiers had seen this before...An impact was coming that would blow them all around the courtyard like mere ragdolls.Karakusagawara Seiken
"Please..." Whimpered an injured soldier sprawled across the ground with a warped arm splayed out behind him. "No more..."Causalities: 8 | 4 soldiers left standing
As I continued my charge, I faintly picked up the sound of a man’s panicked shout. Focusing on it I was able to make out the word “Fire!” Only then did I remember that they still had guns and that his shout was to shoot me dead. Frantically I skidded myself to a halt and crouched, laying my hands flat on the cobblestone walkways that we were fighting on. I gripped my fingers in between the rocks and squeezed. Crushing the rocks in front of me and spraying them upwards into the path of the bullets, the gunfire ricocheting of the the upturned earth"FIRE!" Shouted one of them, and as a final act they let loose a volley of bullets upon their assailant. Eight shots rang out.
Tch…weaklings. They were more than willing to kill first and ask questions later when they had tha advantage and didn’t know I was stronger than them. Now that they realize that they’re hopelessly outclassed they grovel at tha feet of those stronger than them. I despise people like that, jus looking for tha easy way in life. Never wanting to stand on their own two feet like a man….glorified children"Please..." Whimpered an injured soldier sprawled across the ground with a warped arm splayed out behind him. "No more..."
"Wh-what do you want?" Asked another soldier, nervously, without looking up from the bloodied ground.
"No please!" The man blurted as the hand gripped out towards him. The other men watched nervously as the fishman grabbed their colleague by his throat. He frantically gasped and swallowed any air he could muster as tears rolled down his cheeks.Breaking myself out of my own mental dialogue. I shifted my sight to the man who asked what I wanted. I raised my right arm up and quickly gripped him by the throat. Ripping the oxygen from his chest, my grip ever tightening
"Any-..." He choked out. "Anything you-... want!"What do I want? Hmm, I want a lot of things most of which you can’t give to me. So we’ll make it something easy….tell me bout this “King Wapol” guy on tha picture. You all seem oh so willing to throw your lives away for em so I jus wanna get to know him a lil bit. Y’now….have a lil chat and whatnot
Musshuru
level 30
30x5=150
Strength: 40+6=46
Speed: 40+6=46
46x2=92
-Reaction: 46
-Movement: 46
Vitality: 29+6=35
35x2=70
-Durability: 35
-Stamina: 35
Devil Fruit: 41
What tha hell? Who is this guy?"SHADE DANCE!" Cried out a new voice from behind Yama. (Approaching from the North). Along with the voice came a rain of pink bullets that seemed focused on the sniveling soldiers. The attack seemed to pierce into every solider except the one in Yama's hand.
Seeing that I had now become the target of his aim. I stood, lifted the choking soldier into the air as I got to my full height and jumped backwards, but not before lobbing him into the coming fire of pink bullet like projectiles. Landing a few feet away I squared my shoulders and asked the pink haired airborne man"You cowards are sickening. 'Please don't kill anyone else~!' BAH!" He mocked the dying men. "You call yourselves soldiers? Watch THIS!"
Lord Musshuru unleashed a hailstorm of bright pink projectiles upon the intruder but was foiled by the useless meat shield writhing on the ground. The man clung to life for but a moment before steaming lines of purplish smoke emitted from his wounds. The dying man released an anguished, gurgling cry with his last breath.Seeing that I had now become the target of his aim. I stood, lifted the choking soldier into the air as I got to my full height and jumped backwards, but not before lobbing him into the coming fire of pink bullet like projectiles. Landing a few feet away I squared my shoulders and asked the pink haired airborne man
Black Drum Soldier (1)
level 15
15x5=75
Strength: 20+2=22
Speed: 15+2=17
17x2=34
-Reaction: 17
-Movement: 17
Vitality:20+2=22
22x2=4
-Durability: 22
-Stamina: 22
Martial Arts: 20
20x2=40
-Gunslinging/Swordmanship: 40
No sooner did the newly arrived Musshuru finish his monologue was I under assault again, this time from the void of darkness that stalked jus outside of the reach of the spotlight that had now joined our deadly dance. I couldn’t be sure, but it did appear to be the same kind of shots that the previous guards were so fond of using. Which bode well for me since I was able to dodge those shots before. Although I could see them before, this time it was beyond my vision to pick out the shooter. Seeing as I had no way of knowing who shot at me at that moment, I decided it was best to not let it strike home and pushed off the ground with as much force as I could and made a B-line for the pink haired man. There was doubt in my heart making such a move. I had no idea where the bullet was aimed at or if the shooters aim was to strike true. What I was certain of at that moment was that if he was in fact one of the guards he wouldn’t shoot the pink haired man considering he claimed himself to be the brother of the current king of this town. That was a price too high for any of the cowardly guardsmen to pay if their previous actions were anything to go byThe sound of a rifle sounded out as a bullet streaked out of the darkness from presumably a rooftop. Likely another soldier, the source of the attack remained unseen in the heavy darkness surrounding the spotlight now on Yamamoto.
As Yama broke into a dash, the bullet missed where he had just been standing. The fishman moved in quickly towards Musshuru.Seeing as I had no way of knowing who shot at me at that moment, I decided it was best to not let it strike home and pushed off the ground with as much force as I could and made a B-line for the pink haired man.
Lord Musshuru, immediately taken aback by Yamamoto's speed quickly prepared to counter an incoming attack. His arm began to spin as Yama's palm came within a mere second of contact with his chest.Stopping my charge a few inches from the now identified Musshuru...Wasting no time I thrust my left palm forward, aiming for the middle of his chest in an effort to cave it in. My intention clear, finish the newcomer
Before I could close the distance on the recovering Lord Mushroom. Another accursed shot erupted from the suffocating dark gloom around us. I heard the bullet and attempted to evade it as I had done the previous ones. But this time with the apparent poison running through my body, I was slow to react causing the round to pierce my left shoulder. I slammed my right palm over the now leaking gunshot wound. I tried to slow the bleeding down by applying more and more pressure to the afflicted area, while it wasn’t life threatening it was still bothersome and an unnecessary injury I had sustainedMusshuru staggered to his feet and readied himself should Yama lunge at him again.
Another bullet rang out through the dense Black Kingdom atmosphere; another shot taken at Yama from the darkness!...
Fuck, what I didn’t need. More canon fodder to help this bastard outThe sound of rushing soldiers once more echoed out from the half-lit tunnels, seemingly all of the tunnels.
Seeing Yama's reaction to the bullet and poison, Musshuru seemed to let his guard down a bit. A smile began to creep across his face, he sensed a change in the tides.I was slow to react causing the round to pierce my left shoulder. I slammed my right palm over the now leaking gunshot wound. I tried to slow the bleeding down by applying more and more pressure to the afflicted area, while it wasn’t life threatening it was still bothersome and an unnecessary injury I had sustained