Island Ilusia Kingdom

[Larsi]

Ilusia is a large kingdom located not far away from Reverse Mountain in West Blue. Up until a few years ago it was led by the wise king Thalassa Lucas, but in recent years the old king has fallen sick and his ambitious son Saul has taken up the leadership. It seems however that his lack of experience can prove fatal to the country's government, as the revolutionary army is in the process of taking over the country, city by city. In not too long, Ilusia could see a new ruler upon its throne.

Spoiler: map

 

[Larsi]

Royal Forces:
Thalassa Lucas

Level 10
10 x 5 = 50
Strength: 10+2=12
Speed: 15+2=17
17x2=34
-Reaction: 17
-Movement: 17
Vitality: 10+2=12
12x2=24
-Durability:12
-Stamina:12
Martial Arts: 15
15x2=30
-Swordmanship: 30

Thalassa Saul

Level 20
20 x 5 = 100
Strength: 27+4=31
Speed: 25+4=29
29x2=58
-Reaction: 29
-Movement: 28
Vitality: 27+4=31
31x2=62
-Durability: 31
-Stamina: 31
Martial Arts: 15+6=21
21x2=42
-Swordmanship: 42

Thalassa Valerie

Level 60
60 x 5 = 300
Strength: 64+17=81
Speed: 78+12=90
90x2=180
-Reaction: 90
-Movement: 90
Vitality:54+12=66
66x2=132
-Durability:66
-Stamina:66
Haki: 81
81x2=162
-Armament Haki: 81
-Oberservation Haki: 81
Martial Arts: 23+18=41
41x2=82
-Swordmanship: 82

General Dalia

Level 50
50 x 5 = 250
Strength: 52+10=62
Speed: 70+10=80
80x2=160
-Reaction: 80
-Movement: 80
Vitality:51+10=61
61x2=122
-Durability:61
-Stamina:61
Haki: 42
42x2=84
-Armament Haki:42
-Observation Haki:42
Martial Arts: 35
35x2=70
-Polearm: 70

Ilusia Troops(1000)
15 x 5 = 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
-Swordmanship: 40


Revolutionary Army:
Koala

Bounty: 300.000.000 beli
55 x 5 = 275
Strength: 65+10=75
Speed: 66+15=81
81x2=162
-Reaction:81
-Movement:81
Vitality:61+10=71
71x2=142
-Durability:71
-Stamina:71
Haki: 42
42x2=84
-Armament Haki:42
-Observation Haki:42
Martial Arts: 41
41x2=82
-Fishman Karate: 82

Hack

Level 50
Bounty: 250.000.000 Beli
50 x 5 = 250
Strength: 52+10=62
Speed: 70+10=80
80x2=160
-Reaction: 80
-Movement: 80
Vitality:51+10=61
61x2=122
-Durability:61
-Stamina:61
Haki: 42
42x2=84
-Armament Haki:42
-Observation Haki:42
Martial Arts: 35
35x2=70
-Fishman Karate: 70


Terry Gilteo

Level 35
35 x 5 = 175
Strength: 47+6=53
Speed: 49+6=55
55x2=110
-Reaction: 55
-Movement: 55
Vitality:49+6=55
55x2=110
-Durability:55
-Stamina:55
Martial Arts: 30
30x2=60
-Swordmanship: 30
-Gunslinging: 30

Revolutionary Forces(1000)
Level 15
15 x 5 = 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
-Swordmanship: 40


Crow(25)
Level 10
10x2=20
Strength: 2
Speed: 12
12x2=24
-Reaction: 10
-Movement: 14
Vitality: 6
6x2=12
-Durability: 6
-Stamina: 6
Can only be fodder

 

[Larsi]

One time beri reward:
-400 000 000 Beri for defeating either side.

Weekly beri reward for pirate crews:
-200 000 000 Beri

 

[joby]

Several days earlier on an unspecified island

Tank Girl was sitting peacefully aboard the battleship she had been tasked to guard while the rest of the crew were out gathering supplies for the voyage ahead. She was but one of many hired guns who’s services had been enlisted by a wealthy patron to wreak havoc on an unsuspecting independent village which had been evading their taxes.

The wind was raging something fierce this morning, Tank Girl sat in the crow’s nest polishing her seemingly ancient and bulky beyond reason sniper rifle, mindlessly staring up at the cloudy overcast skies. Truth be told, she hated these kinds of missions... but what else was there for a 21 year old sharpshooting orphan to do to make a life for herself adventuring on the seas? She desperately wished for something new and exciting—for something unexpected to happen, and give her a chance to find the kind of life she really wanted, one where she could fire her gun for something she believed in other than money.

No sooner had she finished the thought, than her prayers were inexplicably answered in the most absurd and unexpected of ways.

The hair on her neck stood on end and every atom of her body seemed to scream “GET OFF THIS SHIP YOU STUPID BITCH!!!!”—she jumped as fast as she could from her perch, grabbing hold of a rope hanging from the mast of the ship docked next to the one she had been guarding.

Without warning, a gigantic, hulking silhouette came crashing through the clouds and shot through the ship like a meteor falling to earth!

BOOM!!!!

The explosion of wood and water which resulted was terrifying! Tank Girl could barely hold on to the ship she had fled to as the shockwaves of the impact caused everything around her to shake and swell. It took all her strength to cling to the rope and the friction tore at her soft hands causing her to wince with pain.

As the waves subsided, she stared in complete and total disbelief as the ship she had been left to protect, had simply vanished! Completely obliterated, the regal galleon which had been lent to the company of mercenaries by their wealthy benefactor had been transformed into nothing more than several heaps of driftwood floating in the sea...

I am.... totally fucked... she thought to herself. She’d have to be on the run for the rest of her life. She already had 6 more years of contracts to pay off her previous debt... they would sell her off to cut their losses at this point.

It was then and there that she decided to steal the current ship she was on and make a run for it!

What the hell was that???? A natural disaster of some sort? A freak accident? It looked like a giant woman had fallen out of the sky?!?! She shook her head frantically trying to snap herself out of it as she dashed to and fro preparing the ship for a rush departure.

She almost shit herself when she finally noticed the gigantic fingers—each bigger than her entire body—clinging onto the edge of the hull!

She could do nothing but stand in shock as the towering giantess pulled itself up out of the water and through itself onto its back, lying down on top of the deck of the massive battleship like it was some sort of life raft or swimming pool floatie. It’s gigantic chest rose and fell with each exasperated gasp for air—

“HOLY SHIT!! I ALMOST DIED YEEHEEHEE!!!!” The monster shouted at the top of its lungs.

After leaving Skypiea, the Free and Easy had become a little cramped with two giants aboard. Jobymamushi had been sitting on the back of the ship with her legs dangling over the edge, her toes kicking in the White Sea above—when she dozed off and accidentally fell overboard!!!!! She had fallen for quite some time before crashing into the harbor of the unsuspecting island...

Present Day

Jobymamushi stared begrudgingly at the little piece of paper with Xatch’s name on it—Am I using this damned thing right? I’m preeeeettttttyyy sure it’s telling me Xatchy is on this island? Tank Girl had finished docking the ship the two had stollen at their new destination while Jobymamushi was already prancing around the coast shouting at the top of her lungs “XATCHYYYY-CHAN!?!?!? GET YER ASS OUT HERE!!!!!! ITS ME!!!! JOBY!!!!!!”

“Joby-Chan! Are you sure this is the right island?” Over the days the two had spent at sea, they had formed somewhat of an unlikely bond. Tank Girl wondered if this strange woman had been the answer to her prayers for a more meaningful life. Whatever the outcome of this fated partnership, she believed that sticking it out with this weirdo giant for the time being was her best option moving forward.

Tank Girl hopped off the ship and perched herself cozily upon Joby’s left shoulder, as the giant strolled inland toward the walled off kingdom beyond, all the while calling out the name of her lost nakama.

 

[Larsi]

Speech
Thoughts
Narration/Action

The Royal Palace

Thalassa Valerie, princess of the Ilusia Kingdom pushed the sidedoor to the throne room open, stepping inside. The guards saw her iconic white and red attire, loosely covering her body and a piece of cloth the same mix of colors bound around her head, covering her forehead and binding her long, brown hair. The men at the door saluted her, before eyeing the sword sticking out from over her shoulder. No one except for the King's Guard was permitted to carry weapons in her brother's presence, but they knew better than to let the sensible sibling be unarmed. A simple nod to them, first to the younger man with short black hair(Smith), then to the grizzled man with a brown beard and hair, the latter tied back, a scar across his left cheek(Robert), she stepped past, into the throne room proper. It was a long and tall hall, mostly made of yellow stone, but adorned with the royal blue colors, same as all the soldiers in the room.

Thalassa Saul sat on their father's throne, a slightly raised seat carved out of a deep blue rock, placed at the end of the great hall. He turned his head as she stepped up to the side of the throne, his buckteeth sticking out as he smiled at her. Valerie smiled at her brother, even though he was... lacking in the office that he inhibited, he rarely failed to raise her spirits. His usually wild, brown hair has slickly pushed back, almost seeming elegant. His robes had were a deep hue of blue, giving him an air of strength, even despite his lack thereof.

Valerie took her spot at the front of the throne, off to the left. Then, after only a few minutes of waiting the doors at the other end of the hall swung open, letting in a line of petitioners, who stepped up in an orderly fashion. Even when the country was in open rebellion, their father, Thalassa Lucas had refused to let them stop holding court. Her mind harkened back to the day months ago, after the rebels had shown their true colors.

Valerie and Saul stood on each their side of the bed, having pleaded with their father that the danger was too much. Letting several civilians into the throne room when so many wanted them overthrown would be too much of a risk. Valerie stepped up closer to their father, her voice pleading. Father, please-

No! Her father cut her off, before a coughing fit cut himself off. A doctor hurried over, trying to see to the King's needs. Thalassa Lucas rounded on the man, his voice a old fury. Leave me alone, you damn leech! I won't die in the next five minutes! Let me speak in quiet with my children!

The three of them watched in silence as the poor doctor scurried out the door. As the door shut behind him, the king raised a hand to his mouth, before pulling it away, bloodied. With a disgusted look on his face, the old man, his hair and beard now a full white, wiped his hand on a handkerchief. Finally, after a moment of silence, he spoke again. You will hold court. You will hear the people's worries, pleas and needs. You will help where you can, and offer alternatives where you cannot. But most of all, you will show that you are not afraid, and you have not abandoned or forgotten them.

And so it was that she stood there, surrounded by dozens of armed guards as a row of civilians approached, having been searched thoroughly before being allowed near the royal family. Of course, a lack of weapons didn't mean a lack of danger. She knew some of the rebels apparently possessed extraordinary physical abilities which negated the need for real weapons. Her father had brushed the complaint aside, however. "You are never truly safe, my daughter. Learn that sooner than later, and you will live longer."

She only paid half attention to the requests of the petitioners, instead looking for irregularities in the hall. It had been nearly half an hour when General Dalia suddenly stepped up beside her, having just entered from the same side door she had used. He was young for someone in his station, being only a year older than Valerie's own 24 and a year younger than Saul at 26. He always wore his armor these days, spikes adorning his shoulders, the blue colors of the kingdom tinting the plate. His blue uniform was worn underneath, but he only carried a sword, another exception, not carrying the glaive with him wherever he went. He leaned over to Valerie, whispering into her ear. Some might find his clean shaven face, slick brown hair held back in a pony tail and young face attractive, but Dalia was like a second brother to her, having grown up together with her and Saul. We have a situation. A serious one. He glanced over the hall, the intent clear. He was a man of few words, and would not imply what he was implying without good reason. Valerie nodded.

Waiting until the current petitioner had finished, Valerie stepped, stopping the man calling forth the next civilian, laying a hand on his shoulder. She spoke with a clear voice, carrying down the hall. I regret to inform you that there is a pressing matter that requires the attention of the Regent, petitions are over for today. You are welcome back tomorrow. Register yourselves at the way out, and you will receive priority then. Thank you all for your understanding. She stood there, as the line slowly retreated out the way it had came.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see Dalia directing the guards to escort other people out the side doors. Whatever it was, was clearly very serious. What's it now? Her brother's shrill voice carried throughout the hall, directed at the general, who turned to face her brother. Kneeling, he gave his report. Two hours ago our scouts reported a battleship approaching Ilusia, as I'm sure you were made aware of. Saul nodded at this, his big eyes widening even further, and Dalia continued. It turns out it was not carrying an arm, but instead a giantess, approximately a hundred feet tall. So far she has not attacked, she seems to be looking for someone. Calling out to them. I don't know if my men could stop her should she choose to attack.

For a moment no one spoke, then Valerie stepped up. I will go meet with her. I am more likely to survive, and less important, should she attack. Saul looked like he wanted to protest, but his cowardice likely didn't allow him to. Dalia only nodded, rising to his feet. Saul turned to the other man. You will make sure my sister remains unharmed, you hear me? Once again, the General only nodded, before walking out the side door, following Valerie.

Elsewhere

Koala stood above the map of Ilusia, spread across the wooden table before her. The small cellar she was in didn't offer many comforts. However, it was a small price to pay for being so close to the Royal Palace, when it was believed their base of operations was in the mountains outside the city. Their infiltration and rebellion was slowly taking shape, and what better place to lead it than from within their own walls? They already had multiple cells within the city, ready to strike at a moment's notice. She looked up as the door was pushed open, instinctively readying herself, but it was only Lily. However her relief was short lived as she saw the look on the girl's face. What is it?

Lily hurried over to the table, placing a finger on the spot by the shore that was the shortest distance from the city. She raised her face, her blue eyes meeting Koala's after she pushed her white hair back. Terry sends word, a battleship arrived just over an hour ago, carrying a humongous giantess, which then promptly headed towards the city, looking for someone. They don't know who the giantess is, nor who she is looking for.

Koala stood for a moment, taking in the words. What on earth is going on? Absently she brushed down her clothing, which was identical to that of Lily's a green apron covering a brown shirt and pants. Then, she picked up a bucket of flowers standing on another table by the wall, before hurrying out the door Lily had entered from, up the stairs and into the flower shop proper, the front for this specific base of operations. Lily's father, Frank, dressed in the same uniform only showed a mild shock as she entered, as he was busy with a customer. His bald head shone as if it was polished. Koala simply nodded to him and spoke before heading towards the door. I'm taking this delivery to the butcher. The flower delivery operation was a great way to disguise their messages as they were sent throughout the city. The butcher was the front for another of their cells. From behind, he heard Frank speak to her, before returning to the customer. Take care Juliet. She smiled, hearing her alias, before stepping outside. She needed to see this giant up close before she knew what to do, and the butcher was the closest to the gate.

 

[joby]

Tank Girl observed below her as Joby walked along, each one of the giant's massive strides covered the same amount of distance it would have taken her to run to complete in the same amount of time, yet from Joby's perspective it must have felt like nothing more than a leisurely stroll.
"MOOOOOOOOTTTttththhhheEEEeeeeEEERRRrr!!!!!!!!
FAAAaaAAAAAaAAAATTtttTTTTtTTTHHHhhhhhEEEEERRRR!!!!!
I cAAaaannnOOOTTTtt FIIiiiiNNNNDDDdddDDD YooouuuuUUU!!!!
ANyyyYYYyyyyYYYYYYyyyyYYYYyyYYY!!!!
MoooOOOOOOOooooorrrRRREEEEeeeeEEe!!!!!!
WWWwhhhhhYHHHHHHhyyyyyyYYYYYY
OH!
WHHhhhhhYYYYYYYyyyyYYYYYYYYyyyy
OH!!
IIiiiIIIIiiiiIIIIiiisssSSSSSssssSSSS
THA-AATT??!!?!", Joby sang in a wailing, uneven, cracking voice.
Jobymamushi loved singing improvised songs of lamentation and longing while she walked!
Tank Girl pulled at a bit of the giant's hair as she continued her singing.
"Oi! Cut that shit out! It's agitating," Tank Girl urged the giant sternly.
"'Oi!' Yourself Kid-O! Just lighten up a bit will ya it's fun! it's fun! you sing too! The words just come to you! YAAAHAAAHAAA!!"
Tank Girl grimaced at the thought, but at the same time something inside her felt like..... well.... why the hell not?
And so the two marched along, singing their song, out of tune with one another, out of sync, and in different words.... but together they 'sang' none the less. The city walls came further and further into view. As they approached, Jobymamushi cut their singing short as she saw some humans headed their way...
The wind picked up and the sand blew across the landscape and almost sparkled in the the light of the sun baring down upon them. The countless tufts of snow-white hair atop Joby's head--danced wildly in the winds, each strand growing close to 40 feet from root to tip.

"Oh-ho?? And who do we have here??" Joby cooed in amusement as an enormous, devilish, and crooked grin, cracked its way across her rounded, pink, and fleshy face. She had given up on arriving anywhere unnoticed with her recent physical.... developments. To be honest, it was a real relief! Really took the pressure off figuring out the smart way to go about it.
@Larsi

 

[Larsi]

Atop the City Walls

Guards scrambled back and forth, officers shouting commands, their voices poorly concealing their worries as they watched the approaching creature. Even though the walls towered over most buildings in the city, still the giantess towered over them, clear as they day itself, even from this distance. In the chaos, none seemed able or willing to take control, unrest growing by the second.

Just Inside the Wall

Koala stepped up to the butcher shop, nodding to the man lounging outside. Seated next to a stand of nonperishable foodstuff, he cried out to bypassers, trying to draw them in for a sale. His eyes scanned the crowd more intently than any salesman would necessarily need. As Koala stepped up to the door, he only gave her a brief nod and sideways glance, though even that was enough to show the worries beneath. Atop the walls, there was a great ruckus, easily heard from the doorway down here just below. Forcing a smile, Koala stepped inside, the bell on the door announcing another arrival in the establishment. She was surprised to see several customers still lingering inside the store, browsing goods. Accustomed to rebellion, these citizens probably didn't think this situation was anything out of the ordinary. Behind the counter, a big, hairy man turned his eyes towards Koala, almost entirely subdued panic showing within. Still, he kept a straight face, smiling at the customer before him. Shaking his assistant facing away, busy cutting meat, he nudged his head towards Koala. The assistant looked up, his skinny frame, short stature but big ears, eyes and nose making him looks sort of like a mouse. Hurrying over, forgetting in his state of mind even to clean his hands, a sloppy mistake, but almost excusable at this moment, the young man pushed a door open , mumbling something about bringing the delivery of flowers in there.

Once the door shut, Koala set the flowers down in a smooth motion while the assistant, his name was Reed, wasn't it? Yes, that was right. Reed flicked a switch, a large fan turning on, masking their voices as they stepped through the large room, carcasses hanging from the ceiling, beautiful cuts of meat resting in neat rows. Her breath misting before her, she realized the room was a cooler, in the rush the temperature hadn't settled in on her right away. Following Reed through the rows of meat, she spoke in a hushed voice. What's the status on the wall? Has the giant arrived?

Reed, looking back, spoke in an uneven voice, quickly, as if he was afraid he wouldn't get to finish. It's absolute chaos, but it seems neither the giant, nor any of the big shots have arrived. Arriving in the back of the cooler, he pushed one of the shelves aside, creating surprisingly little sound as it slid across the floor. Here we are. Before them was a small room, several different items of clothing hanging from the walls. Reed gestured towards something specific, and Koala immediately recognized it as the uniform of the city guard. Nodding towards the young man, she stepped up, quickly undoing her shirt buttons, discarding the shirt on a stool against the wall. Reed, flushing even more than he had going through the cooler, turned his back, as if he was keeping a watch. Honestly, how green was this kid? Koala huffed, jumping into the uniform and picking a sizeable sword from the wall. Mumbling from his spot at the door, Reed pointed at a hatch in the floor. That will lead to the sewers. Take thirty meters to the right, and you'll come up in an alley, close to the guard station. In this chaos, they'll not look twice at extra hands, just say you've been sent from the reserves. Koala nodded, pulling open the hatch, dropping down into darkness.

Atop the City Wall

As the giant neared, chaos just continued to spread more and more. Panic was close to breaking out, and they still had not seen combat. Screams started spreading. However, in that moment, a figure dressed in white landed atop the walkway, clothing flapping in the wind. A sole voice of command among the chaos reverberated throughout the defenses, a single word screamed, though her voice somehow still didn't become shrill.

ORDER!

Valerie rose to her feet, stepping up to the edge of the wall as swords all around her snapped up straight, their owners standing straight, moving outwards like a wave in both directions, her mere presence at least momentarily restoring order. Turning to the officer that hurried up next to her, she took her eyes off the approaching danger. Status report?

Sir, we have been trying to restore order, but the hostile has not yet made contact. Valerie sighed, turning away from the man, facing towards the oncoming giantess, resting her hand on her sword.

Just Inside the Wall

Stepping into the Sunlight, Koala looked to either side as she stepped out on the nearly empty street, a confident stride taking her towards the guard post.

 

[joby]

"Who the hell are you talking to?" The tiny sniper had realized a while ago that her new companion's relationship to reality was more of an art and less of a science--but watching someone talking to ghosts wasn't something you really got used to.
"HUUUHHHH???? What are you talking bout now Tanky-chan? The only one I'm talking to is you! HEEHEE, Look sharp! Looks like they're assembling a welcome party for me HEEHEE!" Tank Girl's expression soured at the giant's consistently being so god damn inconsistent... were there actually people gathering in preparation for their arrival already? She swung the rifle from her back over and under her arm with a kind of grace and elegant effortlessness which ran counter to her rather 'rough around the edges' appearance. She held the clunky weapon as if it were a much smaller conventional rifle--she wasn't planning on firing the thing needlessly at this point, she just needed a better look.

Peering through the scope, she adjusted a large crank on the side of the gun and her vision extended and sharpened, scanning the area around the city--sure enough there was a crowd of people gathered atop the walls near the gate. 'Let's see', she thought, 'based on the position of the sun, the length of Joby-chan's shadow, and the average hight of the people gathered along the walls, I'd say we're about two heads taller than the walls... I should get a little higher.'

"Oi! Joby-chan! I'm gonna go up top and hide in your hair! I'll have a better line of sight and its better if they think you are alone for now! If things get sticky, it'll be good to have a few surprises for them teehee!" 'Finally... alright world, let's see just exactly what kind of adventure I've been thrown into this time...' she jumped up and landed near the peak of the engorged mass of scar tissue which rested in the shape of a stubbly ball atop Joby's skull peering out over the horizon of her silky hair. 'That looks like a good spot!' Tank thought to herself as she eyed the flat nook of hair between the bump and the left of the two fake ears/horns the giant donned constantly. She slid down on her bum and tacked herself in under a healthy amount of white hair which reflected the sunlight like icy snow.

"Alrighty Tanky-chan! But don't go falling asleep up there HEEHEE! Well, if you do, just make sure you dream of me, otherwise you'll make me jealous HEEHEE!" The girl's face turned scarlet and she pulled out one of the hairs on the giants head without saying a word. "OUCH! Don't be mean to me Tanky-chan!" Joby pouted with a tight frown.

It was hot....damned hot... and Joby wasn't exactly around anything that was big enough to give her shade... The sweat beaded up on her forehead as she looked down at her own incredible shadow, envious of the small herd of desert monkeys that were now walking along leisurely well within its cool embrace... wait a minute... desert monkeys?! Joby's eyes shot out of her head as she shouted at the small furry creatures which had appeared out of nowhere, "OI! GET THE HELL OUTA MY SHADOW! IF I CAN'T REST IN IT NEITHER CAN YOU!" The sheer force of the decibels from her booming voice was enough to scare the fur right off the opportunistic primates' crimson skin as the beasts howled and shrieked, scattering in every direction!

"Oh. I'm here." Joby said out loud to herself as she looked up, realizing she now stood within her arms length of the walls of the sprawling kingdom of Ilusia. She looked down the bridge of her bulbous and scarred up nose at the soldiers before her. Letting her mind relax and focus, her awareness coalesced around herself like a kind of 'flow' in the atmosphere and she willed it to scan over the crowd to gage their strength and the condition of their spirits--all but one were completely ordinary. Joby came back to herself and focused her attention solely on the woman in white.

"HI MA'AM! We're sorry to bother you, I'm sure you are very busy, but you see, I'm looking for my friend Xatchy-chan! Have you seen him around by any chance? He's probably locked up in your dungeon's by this point if he is HEEHEE! But it's no trouble, no trouble at all HEEHEE!" she pawed at the air affectionately, as if to go "Nyaa Nyaaa" and smiled her usual squinty eyed, crooked, toothy, grin.
@Larsi

--------------- Post automatically merged: Apr 6, 2020 ---------------

Spoiler: done waiting

i've reached out to Larsi for months now for a response and requested replacement host but have decided to just cut my losses and leave.

Every T. Joby the 'Tower'
The Day a Kingdom Fell
​

Cerulean clouds drifted eastward within azure skies overhead. It had been some time since she had left the kingdom of Ilusia. Once again, Joby found herself all alone. Looking up at the blue sky above, she wondered if maybe she had always been alone. What if she was making things up? All on her own. "What the hell is happening with me?", she could not help but ask. She no longer recognized what was becoming of her, the destination of her being was unknowable to her. Strangely, this distancing from her present as well as her future, brought her no nearer to her past--which seemed farther away than ever. She no longer knew who she had been, who she was, or who she would soon become. She was tired. She was tired of the desire to know. She cursed herself for the weakness of her mind.

Suddenly, the thought occurred to her that she had not cried since leaving that island in the sky. The thought made her giggle aloud to herself and her lifelong companion, the Endless Blue Sky.
Her heart wandered toward her lost companions. Master No Name, Xatch, Lepi, Shalki, Casca, Gatsu, Dondigo, Kiki..... "HEEHEE! There's no way any of them would believe that ol' crybaby Jobymamushi hasn't shed a tear in even the last 10 minutes! YAAHAAHAHAHahahuuhhhh....... sigh... I miss you all so much, and now Tanky-chan has left as well... I wonder if she was even real..."

When did I become like this, she thought. Why is it that I must be so muddled when all else seems so clear?

The giant began to ask herself if her friends, her past, the person she was and the person she was before that, if they had all just been imagined... fleeting expressions of her own broken mind....

It all seemed so much easier to accept if that were the case.
If it was all her fault.
As long as it was because of something
wrong with her.
Because she was broken.
She could figure out a way
to live with it.

She closed her eyes,
and fell asleep.

JOBY'S DREAMLAND​

The smoldering ash laid down and stilled itself in layers across the contours of the mortared stone walls of their family home. The man ran outside and witnessed a level of destruction and chaos the likes of which had previously escaped his imagination. Light and Darkness seemed to blur into one, both, neither--a mutual obfuscation, a never-ending penumbra which covered the entirety of the fallen Kingdom.

The sounds he heard were muffled and distant. He can hear a building collapsing in the distance and it feels so far away. Where am I? "Jacob! Jacob!! ..Jacob! LOOK OUT!" The younger woman called out to the man but it was too late, an avalanche of stone and burning timbre crushed up the man's body against the cobbled road and he was dead.

She winced in pain as her heart lay torn asunder by the sight of her brother's untimely and ill-met fate. Why is this happening? The Rebels would never wreak such aimless destruction upon the kingdom.. would they?! What the hell is going on here!?

"YAAHAHAHAH!!" She could hear the laughter as it echoed eerily overhead--the sound becoming so processed through distance and heat and the bones of what remained of their kingdom, that it sounded more like the wailing of vengeful dead than glee of any one single being. She cried out in pain chorusing with the laughter, the rising and falling of which seemed to reverberate into her marrow. The woman cried out uncontrollably, her tearless sobs resembled a fish taken from its water and futilely stretching its jaws and gills attempting to swallow any little germ of air it might which could sustain its life for even just a moment longer. The skin which covered the top half of the woman's face had been burned away--and though she could see and open her eyes, she could no longer shed the tears which now desperately sought to escape them. Her own sadness nothing more than the pained expressions of a phantom limb.... she stared upward in quiet desperation, at a strange and ominous Dark Tower, crumbling before her and covering the Kingdom in darkness..... Darkness consumed her heart, and in that Darkness, she could hear a faint voice call to her as if it were an old friend...

Meanwhile: Somewhere at Sea, The New World
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The report had arrived earlier that morning via long distance encoded messaging. It had been Ceres' job to decipher the message from Ilusia, and report the findings back to her superior, Warrant Officer Akita. Though she had not been with the Revolutionary Army long, her knack at solving puzzles and recognizing the patterns within patterns, had all made her a quick study to become one of the RA's most well regarded code breakers.

She scurried frantically down the corridors of the wooden galleon. Her prematurely greying hair-- a frazzled mess--and her disheveled robes slipping down one shoulder--weighed down by the half-dozen den-den mushis crammed uncomfortably into the pockets--all seemed to remain attached to her person by some unknown force which defied the pace and lack of care with which the woman threw herself through space.

As she reached her destination she knocked about seventeen times in the span of a half-second, and quickly let herself in.
She was, by her nature, rather oblivious to her surroundings.

"Ma'am! A strange report just in from Ilusia Kingdom! They say that all has been proceeding as planned with no changes in the situation--however there was one incident concerning the momentary and unexplained appearance--and disappearance-- of a Giantess by the name of Every T. Joby.

"All I was able to find on this, Joby, was a wanted poster and a few Marine officer reports concerning a captain of a group called, the Everything Pirates. However this Joby seems to be a man..... and a mink? I am unable to discern the connection between these two entities with the information we have currently unfortunately...

"Efforts were made on behalf of our forces as well as the Royal Family to ascertain if the Giant, who was seen traveling alone, could be swayed into bolstering one side over the other within the conflict--and this is where things get really strange-- the report states that Koala witnessed the Giantess approach the front gate to the Kingdom's outer walls where Joby was met by Representatives of the Royal Family. The Giantess said, quote: "We're sorry to bother you, I'm sure you are very busy, but you see, I'm looking for my friend Xatchy-chan! Have you seen him around by any chance? He's probably locked up in your dungeon's by this point if he is HEEHEE! But it's no trouble, no trouble at all HEEHEE!"--at which point, Joby then proceeded to completely and inexplicably freeze up, turn around and began walking back through the desert toward the port at which she had docked her ship earlier that same day! THE REPORT STATES SHE COULD BE HEARD SNORING LOUDLY WHILE SHE WALKED!! Both our forces as well as the Royals attempted to make contact several times after this, but none of the scouts returned from the desert! Our man at the Port claims the Giant boarded her ship and set sail shortly thereafter. Based on the direction and some local rumors, we believe she is heading to Alabasta Kingdom."

"Who taught you to knock like that?" The deep and pronounced tone to the voice immediately shocked the overly aloof woman back to the room she was now standing in. Horror struck Ceres' heart as she looked up from her papers for the first time, and saw just exactly who's office she was standing in.

"SIR!! I AM S-S-SO SORRY!!! I WASN'T LOOKING WHERE I WAS GOING!!! I WAS SO ABSORBED IN MY WORK AND I TOOK A WRONG TURN AND I--I THOUGHT THIS WAS WARRANT OFFICER AKITA'S OFFICE!!!"

"Don't pay it another thought. Go give your report to Akita-san now." Ceres excused herself and slammed the door loudly behind her as she ran off.

The man stood up from his desk and looked eastward out the large window behind him. The room was cast in shadow now, but for the radiant strands which glimmered in through the uneven glass. The light cam in, criss-crossing over the bold red ink tattooed across the man's face as the ends of his mouth curled gently into a smile.

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