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Lulusia Kingdom is a World Government affiliated kingdom located in Paradise. It is located south-west to Marine Base G-2, and close to Momoiro Island. The island has a large ragged mountain range and a vast wooden forest with pine trees. It has a very large castle, towering over the port town. Its main farm is being attacked by pirates.
 
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Castle:

King Seki
level 30
30x5=150
Strength: 35+6=41
Speed: 35+6=41
41x2=82
-Reaction: 41
-Movement: 41
Vitality: 28+6=34
34x2=68
-Durability: 34
-Stamina: 34
Martial Arts: 52+9=61
61x2=122
-Archery: 61
-Swordmanship: 61


Princess Komane
level 20
20x5=100
Strength: 33+4=37
Speed: 27+4=31
31x2=62
-Reaction: 31
-Movement: 31
Vitality: 26+4=30
30x2=60
-Durability: 30
-Stamina: 30
Martial Arts: 15+6=21
21x2=42
-Archery: 42

Lulusia Soldiers (200)
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


Farm:
1066
Gordon "The Headtaker"
Bounty: 75 000 000
Level 35
35x5=175
Strength: 45+6=51
Speed: 43+6=49
49x2=98
-Reaction: 49
-Movement: 49
Vitality: 35+6=41
41x2=82
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 41
Martial Arts: 52+9=61
61x2=122
-Swordmanship: 61
-Axemanship: 61

1067
Graze
Bounty: 20 000 000
Level 25
25x5=125
Strength: 37+4=41
Speed: 37+4=41
41x2=82
-Reaction: 41
-Movement: 41
Vitality: 37+4=41
41x2=82
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 41
Martial Arts: 15+6=21
21x2=41
-Axemanship: 41

Headtaker Pirates (80)
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


Kyuji
level 25
25x5=125
Strength: 37+4=41
Speed: 37+4=41
41x2=82
-Reaction: 41
-Movement: 41
Vitality: 37+4=41
41x2=82
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 41
Martial Arts: 15+6=21
21x2=41
-Swordmanship: 41


Koda
level 0


Moda
level 0
 
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One time beri reward:
-70 000 000 for defeating the castle
-35 000 000 for defeating the Headtaker Pirates

Weekly reward for pirates:
-35 000 000 for defeating the castle
-15 000 000 for defeating the Headtaker Pirates
 
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The Sweet Pirates Debut

Level 65
Strength- 52 (+5)(+24)= 81

Speed- 72 (+5)(+6)= 83
Reaction: 83
Movement: 83

Vitality- 57 (+24)= 81
Durability: 81
Stamina: 81

Haki- 41
Armament Haki: 41
Observation Haki: 41

Martial Arts- 81
Fishman Karate: 81
Chains: 81

Mind- 22
Carpentry: 44

"Land ahoy!" Broke a voice from atop the crow's nest of the Cotton Blossom. "Land, dead ahead!"
A grievous grin spread across Captain Einsauer's face as she looked up from her copy of the The World Economic Times. She stood to her full height and looked out over the horizon, there it was: Lulusia Kingdom. The wicked schemer she was, only she knew why they were truly going to Lulusia: rumor had it, the Headtaker Pirates were getting pretty cozy in the kingdom; if that were to be true this could prove to be the perfect beginning to Captain Sweet Einsauer's plans. The ship rocked as Mikami, an enormous human working under Einsauer, rose to his feet to get a look at the distant landmass.

"O-HO, THIS IS BIG AWESOME!" Boomed the energetic pseudo-giant. The crewmates wobbled to maintain balance, the poor lad in the crow's nest nearly broke his grimy fingernails off in the planks just to stay alive.

Sweet moved along the gangway, hands folded behind herself as she walked, chest puffed confidently.
"'Big awesome', indeed." She remarked. "We're gonna circle the island once before going ashore, folks." She said clapping her webbed hands together loudly. "Chop chop!"

If the Headtaker's ship wasn't docked anywhere, it might mean she would have to rework her private plans...And worse, the intel she was given was garbage.

Sure enough, the captain's order began to be met and the Cotton Blossom turned to encircle the island from it's starboard side, still moving inward towards the kingdom. Standing up on the gangway the captain's eyes met Mikami's, despite her imposing 9' 6" stature she was dwarfed by Mikami who towered at a menacing 16' 2".

"And quit jumping around, you're going to tip the damn Blossom over!" She snapped at the goliath and tossed her newspaper (now crumpled) at his head. She hopped down from the gangway and walked over to her captain's quarters only to briefly reemerge with two long chains, one wrapping up each of her arms.

"O-HO, WE'RE GONNA GET PLENTY OF TREASURE FROM THIS KINGDOM!" He looked back at Sweet. "RIGHT CAPTAIN BOSS?"
The captain remained silent as she made her way passed him, to the bow of the ship.

"We got a ship!" Came the familiar voice from atop the crow's nest. "Looks like pirates!"
Captain Einsauer nodded her head to herself assuredly, her intel was oft-regarded as second-to-none.

She turned and looked her crew up and down, battle-ready...More or less.
"Mikami, any treasure this kingdom had is probably being hauled off by those losers." She said pointing out towards the ship.
"We're gonna circle 'round and dock our ship properly. Give the kingdom a proper greeting, then we're gonna handle their pest problem...For a fee of course."

"Captains orders, let's go!"
She ordered, clapping at her crew once more. Mikami frowned, he seemed ready to take on the whole kingdom. Einsauer's eyes traced from Mikami to the reptilian aboard her ship: Geck'O Lardez. He towered over the swabbies, a fierce red lizard-like man.
"A PROPER greeting." She reiterated. "No non-pirate blood spills unless I say otherwise!"

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# "Land ahoy!" Broke a voice from atop the crow's nest of the Cotton Blossom. "Land, dead ahead!"
The lizard's head perked up looking at the horizon. They finally arrived to Lulusia Kingdom, he didn't know why they came here, nor did he care. If the Captain wanted to do anything, it was their job to comply. L'Enfant scratched the wooden floor vehemently, he didn't want to leave his hiding place. The boat began to rock, it was that dumb cow again.

"O-HO, THIS IS BIG AWESOME!"
From his viewpoint, Geck'O could see that most of the crew had already come to the main bridge. He hissed and began to look into his belongings. It took some seconds but the Lizard found what he wanted. A little hand puppet representation of an old white-bearded man. As soon as he wore it, the puppet took "life". In truth, it's just a regular puppet but Lizard seems to believe it is alive so people around act like it not to anger the reptilian.

-" I was waiting child! What were you doing all this time? They are waiting for us ! Put some clothes on yer back and let's roll ! I told you already nobody likes latecomers !" Said the puppet with authority

Geck'O began scratching the crest on the top of his head with his left hand before preparing himself. A yellow t-shirt and some white shorts. The pirate didn't like to wear shoes,

- " I think you forget something..." Continued the puppet

The Lizard looked around again, perplexed. The puppet pointed at it's eyes and Geck'O knew what he forgot. Once again, he looked through his back for the last piece of clothing they lacked: The Old Man's Eyepatch. Every pirate that respected themselves had one. Both ready, The Lizard jumped from the nest and tried to hide behind the swabbies. They were late and didn't want to attract attention.

"A PROPER greeting." She reiterated. "No non-pirate blood spills unless I say otherwise!"
She saw them, Geck'O lowered his head shily while the Old Man decided otherwise and began to shake his hands in a grand gesture #

-"You heard the Captain ! You better act like civilized people ! Look at Geck'O, I raised him well ! A fine warrior of the Seas !"

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Level 25
25 x 5 = 125
Strength: 29+10=39
Speed: 31+10=41
41x2=82
-Reaction Speed: 41
-Movement Speed: 41
Vitality: 41
41x2=82
-Durability: 41
-Stamina: 41
Mind: 2-2=0
Martial Arts: 21
21x2=42
-Jutte: 42
Professions: 2 stars
-Ventriloquism: **
 
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Port Town


It was a peaceful day in Port Town. And from the window of the towering castle bound atop the tallest peak in the mountain range, you'd witness the calmness of the sea. Not even a single seagull hovers over the port but stagnant clouds foiling at the horizon. Dwellings of ordinary made, brick walls, tile roofs, and surrounded by greeneries. A sight indeed, because finally, this kingdom would no longer be attacked by a pirate crew. The last day of piracy's dominance was yesterday. A day when the marines finally reclaimed the harmony in this dreaded place. Headtaker Pirates no more.

However, you'd see several ships docked at the port. These are the marines' vessels disguised as pirate ships to scare other crew from falling in line. This squad is headed by Commodore Kibin ─ solely dispatched by the Fleet Admiral himself after the King finally decided to affiliate with the World Government.

The Commodore who specializes in Tekkai even published a rumour that a certain pirate crew has been sitting on the grass for quite some time. Fake. It was also an attempt to sway away evils from stepping into this kingdom. The Government of the World would not allow scums to take part in the bag of gold produced by the royalty, of course for their own protection. The wise scum ever.

The Farm


Unbeknownst to the thrifty marine squad, there are remnants of the former pirate crew that dared to milk the milk farm. One of them was heavily wounded after the battle with the marines yesterday. She is now being treated by a maiden, a farm worker. Her name is Moda. She is a young girl ─ around 18 years of age with shoulder-length blonde hair that is half covered by a white bandanna, and light blue eyes. She wears a long red and pink skirt decorated with an intricate pattern a light blue shirt and dark blue boots. The man in question was none other than Graze of the Bandana ─ Vice Captain of the crew. His captain's whereabouts are yet to be noted but there has been news sourced by the marines that they are just waiting for the perfect timing to strike back.

Pasta Lake


A man was secretly talking with another man on the other line of the den den mushi. The man in the silhouette said, "I will stay here for now unnoticed. And I shall attack again unannounced. Wait for my signal."

"Roger cap'n."
, said the man on the other line, also in the mist.

Lighthouse on the Coast of Port Town
"Commodore! I see a single vessel circling around the island for quite some time now.", reported the lowly marine.

"Leave them be.", the officer said. At least for now, he thought.
 
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Captain Sweet Einsauer was confidently going about her business, to the best of her knowledge everything was still according to plan. She had a loose knowledge of the Lulusia Kingdom; the leadership, the people, the areas...Though she had never set foot on the island before. She also had a loose knowledge of the Headtakers; the captain, the rough crew population, and of course she had heard the countless rumors regarding their crew's name.

The Cotton Blossom, a moderately sized seafoam-green vessel with a strange jolly roger tossing in the wind, finally began to wrap into the docking area of Port Town. She peered around at the other ships stationed at the docks, most of them pirate ships...
The ships were certainly not adding up to what she expected for the pirate crew's numbers. Something was fishy...

It was too late to turn back however, she had gotten to this point and she still felt the scales tipping in her favor. Crewmates hustled around shouting orders to one another to prepare the ship for a usual landing. The sails were pulled short as the Cotton Blossom gently rolled towards the harbor.
"Ready on anchors!" Shouted a thin man with a tattered striped shirt. Swabbies gathered around the two anchor ports before dropping them to the ocean's floor.

All the while Sweet pondered at the excessive ships, not removing her calculating eyes from their decks. The fishwoman was attempting to make out any sort of clue as to what they really were doing there. She looked for any crewmates moving along the dock...

The Cotton Blossom halted fairly suddenly and the crew began excitedly preparing to touch solid ground again after a long while on the seas. Sweet was customarily first to depart from her ship, she walked over to the lowered gangway facing the harbor of Port Town and began working her way down the wooden stairs alongside the ship. She looked up to Mikami, who was beginning to lower himself over the side of the ship (as he was far too big to use the gangway).

"Mikami, check out these ships. I'm going to meet royalty." She said as she began to head off down the wooden docks. She looked back towards her crew and pointed at an assortment of them, follow along. She pointed at another assortment of them, including Geck'O.

"You all help Mikami, top-to-bottom these pirate ships, folks." She ordered. "When you all figure out the reason I get such a bad feeling off of them, find me and let me know."

The captain began walking off into Port Town with intent to eventually find her way to the castle, taking in any discrepancies or oddities as she went. Behind her the docks loudly exclaimed as Mikami's enormous heft fell onto them, smaller footfalls fell behind Sweet and followed her as she began to wander into the kingdom, ten swabbies tagging along their captain; leaving ten swabbies behind to assist Geck'O and Mikami.

"YOU CAN BIG-TIME COUNT US, CAPTAIN BOSS!"
He bellowed in her wake.
It was far better to leave the big guy out of potentially delicate negotiations, so whatever the purpose of the excessive ships working for the Headtakers, it gave her a good reason to let Mikami wait back.
Swabbies
Level 10
Strength: 19 (+2)

Speed: 10 (+2)
-Reaction: 12
-Movement: 12

Vitality: 9 (+2)
-Durability: 11
-Stamina: 11
Martial Arts: 12 (+3)
Gunslinging: 30

Young human men and women dressed in the signature tattered garb of pirates. All eager enough to die for their captain, Einsauer's, every petty whim. Trained just well enough to keep the ship afloat while their captain sleeps, they are largely disposable.
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# Geck'O was lost, he thought the captain was going to choose him as a partner. And here he was considered in the "You All", Mikami was the big cow was the trusted one. The lizard looked at the old man angrily, it was his mouth that put them in this situation. The pirate let out a deep sigh and jumped from the ship and landed on all fours, dirtying the old man's whole attire on purpose.

-" You ruffian ! How dare you ! It's why the Captain went without us ! Your salty attitude !"

The lizard waged his tail and hit the puppet on it's head and kept going without looking at Mikami or the one around. His eyes were focused on one of the carousels. Looking left and right, to see if anyone was coming, the reptilian began to climb on the ship using his claws as a support. He knew they weren't going to be lucky but they needed to look they were at least trying to do something. Geck'O sniffed the air around him, wanting to catch anyone were in hiding. All he was perceiving was dirty laundry, dust and food that was beginning to rot.

- "Looks like this ship has been abandoned for a long time kid ! We better be looking for another one ! The Captain won't reward us if we don't find something !" Continued the puppet pointing it's hands towards a ship behind them on which Mikami got.


Geck'O shook his head, they began something, they were going to find something. If not, they were going to eat the rest of the food on the ship, alone. And maybe try to nap there. The lizard began to look around peeping trough windows, to see if anything was worth his attention. The floor was creaking at each of his steps but Geck'O kept going towards what was looking to be the Captain's quarters. It was where the smell was the most horrendous The puppet made a sigh for him to stop and then put out a little baton out. #

- " Prepare yourself child, they might be hiding here ! " The lizard nodded at took out of his jutte , and push the door with it, Que Sera, Sera.

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Port Town
The serene port would soon be covered with tension after the ship the lighthouse attendants have been monitoring finally docked. And as soon as their vessel's port side unloose the wooden stairs and touched the wooden deck of the port, marines stationed all over the area ─ concealed in civilian outfits would begin to alert each and everyone via den den mushi conference call. "Squad 1 Team Leader reporting... The outsiders touched the dock...". That squad is the one leading the port area.

"Squad 2 Team Leader receiving...", responded the other who is stationed at the port lighthouse.

"Squad 3 Team Leader receiving... Squad 3, man your posts in the Pasta Lake!", ordered the other at the marketplace in Pasta Lake.

"Sir! Yes, sir!", responded the squad.

"Squad 4 Team Leader receiving... Waiting for further instructions at the farm..."

"Platoon Leader receives.", said the one leading the pack but below the commodore's rank.

"It's me...", the Commodore finally acknowledges all the reports. "Squad 1, spread your men across the port side. Do not engage. But feel free to give information to the intruders if deemed necessary."

"Roger!", acknowledged everyone. The one manning the glasses finally broke his silence. "Commodore! Permission to speak. An eerie creature set its feet on the ground. It approaches the town.", he continued, fazed by its physique. You could see how his eyes trembled in shock when you look the glasses of his scope. And for the lack of a better term, he even used the word 'it'.

"I see. So it finally tries to get intel.", Commodore responded. "What about the rest?"

"It appears it got company. Ten small creatures follow it whilst most of them are left behind. They are after the disguised vessels."

"Got it... One of you from Squad 1. Offer what seems to be the head of the crew something to buy. Literally, try to sell them something."

"Roger!"

Moments later after the meeting, a random female marine disguised in a market smoked sausage vendor would try to approach Sweet. "Darling ♥", she called in a sweet but excited tone, smiling but eyes closed. She has a white bandana on her head. Her hair is brown, flowing. "Are you guys tourists? Come! Grab some bites of our tasty and original smoked sausage..."

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The captain's eyes darted around the surroundings, taking in the places and the faces. Her colorless eyes lingered on the citizens for a while. It all seemed pretty peaceful for a place overrun with pirates.
Moments later after the meeting, a random female marine disguised in a market smoked sausage vendor would try to approach Sweet.
The towering fishwoman's head snapped to meet the oncoming citizen. She peered down suspiciously as the human woman brazenly walked up to her, Sweet couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in bemusement as the woman began to speak.
"Darling ♥", she called in a sweet but excited tone, smiling but eyes closed. She has a white bandana on her head. Her hair is brown, flowing. "Are you guys tourists? Come! Grab some bites of our tasty and original smoked sausage..."
Sweet's loose smile disappeared and her pupils dilated ever-so-slightly. Her head bounced back to the docks where her pirate ship shamelessly floated (also making sure Mikami hadn't heard mention of food), then her head drifted down the heavy chains wrapped inelegantly around her own arms.

Sweet nodded her head. "Tourists...something like that, yeah." She said leaning down to nearly a ninety-degree angle to meet eyes with the human. Sweet's eyes pierced into the woman's mind, to the human it could've felt as if Sweet was interrogating her wordlessly, then she quickly snapped back to full height.
She looked back at the ten swabbies working for her, they awkwardly loitered around the two women.
"Sounds good." She said addressing the woman. She gestured to her followers. "How's about some lunch, friends?"

She patted a coin-purse in her pocket and looked at the small woman again. "Lead the way, miss..." The captain deliberately trailed off a bit. "...Say, I don't think I caught your name."

...

Meanwhile, the sound of splintering wood erupted in one of the disguised marine ships. The enormous ginger-headed Mikami had under-hand hucked a barrel into the interior wall of one of the ships, causing the barrel to explode spectacularly. As the barrel erupted, the contents spilled out, rotten food of some kind; seemed like it was a barrel of slop.

Unceremoniously, Mikami flipped a table over, spilling some dishes and a few beri bills onto the ground. Within moments of Mikami entering the interior it was becoming an absolute mess.
The swabbies pushed around him and attempted to find more scrupulous details regarding the ships, looking for anything regarding the ships' owners; or any hiding crewmembers.

Should any of them find something of actual interest, they'd report it to Mikami or Geck'o right away.

...

A single swabby, a small-framed teenage boy with dark hair and a pock-marked face, tagged along behind the Lézard. He had hoped he wouldn't be the only one with the intimidating lizardman; he had never quite gotten used to the lizard and the puppet's dichotomy.

The floor was creaking at each of his steps but Geck'O kept going towards what was looking to be the Captain's quarters. It was where the smell was the most horrendous The puppet made a sigh for him to stop and then put out a little baton out. #
"Did you...two find something?" He asked the puppet nervously.

- " Prepare yourself child, they might be hiding here ! " The lizard nodded at took out of his jutte , and push the door with it, Que Sera, Sera.
Taking note of the puppet's order to his lizardman host, the pirate ensign quickly fumbled his pistol out and held it at the ready to assist Geck'O should he need it.

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# Light, too much light, the lizard to protect himself; put the old man between the room and his eyes. Just enough time to be able to look at what was in it. One step, then two and Geck’O flinched. His senses were overwhelmed, flies were flying around a corpse already in decomposition. The room got ransacked, books were thrown on the grounds, drawers too. The dead, face down, had a sword on his back. L’Enfant rolled his eyes at the rotten body. This was the food he had smelled previously. He still hadn’t made the distinction between humans and food. Although he was traveling with some, that never did change. His hand moved, the old man turned his head backward and began agitating his hands so the lizard had to follow.

- " Toughen up sailor !" began the puppet while hitting the baton on the swabby's forehead" Speak with your chest child ! Why are you so nervous ?" The old man then hit the lizard's forehead and continued "My Geck'O was raised well ! Be like him !"

L'Enfant let out a snarl, stored his jutte, and then took the swabbies by his collar. Another snarl and the lizard began walking to the exit. Geck'O wanted to sleep but with the pirate at his side, he couldn't do anything. Now they were going to rejoin Mikami, expeditiously. The lizard hoped the old would shut his mouth on the way because if not, the lizard knew he was to chop somebody's head off.#

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Previously in the Lulusia Kingdom
The rising pirate crew landed soundly on the Kingdom called Lulusia. Ironically enough, they already made enough sound for the marines to go on alert. The four platoons assigned across the island held a conference call with the Commodore himself - Kibin. The latter spread his men across the port side and instructed them to not engage, but actively seek information about these people. Meanwhile, as the crew's henchmen intruded on the stationed pirate ships, their captain already made contact with one of the marine associates in disguise.

The Marketplace
Sweet said:
"Tourists...something like that, yeah."

"How's about some lunch, friends?"

"Lead the way, miss..."

"...Say, I don't think I caught your name."
The lady marine successfully fulfilled the first act to pique the pirate captain's attention by offering her some smoked sausages. Sweet leaned her body forward to speak with the woman at the same level whilst asking for her name. "Tourists, you said?", she inquired excitedly, eyes glowing like they haven't had any visitors in ages. "Just a few weeks ago, this place had not had any visitors due to pirates invading the island until recently, a hero freed this island from scums. And now, we are back to business. Free from thieves.", she continued as tears seemed to gather in her eyes before finally rolling down to her cheeks. What an effective spy she is. "This way.", she added. "And the name is Vilma. But the people in town call me V.", she finally smiled again, eyes closed.

As Vilma led them to her what would be a mini restaurant. A standard one-storey dwelling converted into a store, with glasses on several windows. A 3-meter wooden door, brick walls, and a clay tile roof. Inside the store, a normal counter would be seen in the middle of the side wall whilst a dozen of tables for 4 are scattered all over the place, all made of wood. Painted in varnish. A single ceiling fan is attached above, well-lit, and beaming in white cement paint. "You are the first customers. Feel free to choose your spot."

"Alejandro! Smoked sausages and egg for 11!"
, she hailed to her attendant ─ also an undercover. "Smoked sausages and egg for 11 on their way.", he responded.

"It's going to be about a 5-minute wait.", as she said that, she headed to the kitchen to fetch some glasses of water for the customers. Unbeknownst to the pirates. The situation has already reached the squad.

"Well done, Officer Vilma.", Commodore Kibin remarked while still staying in his HQ. "Squad 1 report?"

"Sir! The intruders finally entered one of the vessels at the dock. There's a 15-foot man, round figure. Along with him are several midgets.

"Sir! Another group is also in search of another vessel. He seemed to be of a Reptile race."

"All right Squad 1, prepare for engagement. Send 50 men and surround the vessels now. We'll do this fast and smooth."


As if on cue, 50 men brought their rifles with them, rushing to the port as ordered.

"Squad 2 Snipers at the lighthouse?"

"We got a clear look inside Vilma's. There are 11 of them."
, said one of the snipers.

"Squad 3, on your positions.", he continued. "Lock them all up."

"Roger!"
, and just like that, 100 men disguised as vendors and civilians removed their cover before circling Vilma's restaurant.

"Squad 4 Intel?"

"Commodore Kibin, we got no intel about their likely leader. But certainly, it looks like a Fishman."

"It's alright. It doesn't matter where they're from. They are not going out of the sea once more. They'd be spending eternity behind bars.
Squad 2 report?"

"Fishman huh? What a surprise. Tagging along with a Lizard and some dwarven creatures. What a crew. Needless to say, a diverse one."

"Sir! The restaurant and the vessels have now been surrounded, Sir!"

"Copy."

Commodores' HQ

Kibin rose to his full length, fiddling his chin. He began to think, there's been a sudden surge of newcomers across the blues. It seems that they just happened in sync. It's because of the uproar made by those two newcomers, challenging the Emperors of the Sea. We don't need many of them. That's why, even before their horns became sharper and longer, we need to cut them out.

He contacted one of the men guarding the palace. "report?"

"North wing of the palace, clear."

"South, clear."

"Clear on the east."

"West wing, clear."

"Rear stairwell and gate, clear."

"Street clear."

"Main gate, clear."

"And the Royals' Quarters?"

"All clear."


Enter Princess Komane. Enter the King.


"Grrrr. These people annoy me, Father. Why do they need to suffocate us like this?"


"Just be more patient, my dear. After all, the added layer of security is far better than none, isn't it?"

"Soldier."
, the King said. "What's happening in town?"

"My Lord, there are intruders and from what we gathered, some new pirates."

"They just come one after the other. What did the Commodore say?"

"All is under control, My Lord."

The Farm

Behind the scenes, Moda, the 18-year-old maiden who works on the farm has just finished giving aid to the Vice-Captain of the Headtakers. "Thank you for treating my wounds."

"Y- you're welcome. I am Moda."

"Thank you, Moda. My name is Graze. And I should not be here. I need to get out here before anything happens."

"What do you mean?"

"I am a dangerous man and I don't want you to be at risk. I should go."
, Graze tried to stand up. Albeit staggering, he managed to pull himself up. Finally, standing face to face on the green farm and concealed by tall lemon grass, the pirate would bid farewell to the woman. "Goodbye now. Someday, I will return the favour. Take care, Moda-chan."
 
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"Tourists, you said?", she inquired excitedly, eyes glowing like they haven't had any visitors in ages. "Just a few weeks ago, this place had not had any visitors due to pirates invading the island until recently, a hero freed this island from scums. And now, we are back to business. Free from thieves."
Sweet's smile disappeared, for a brief moment she lost her composure. To her; her face seemed to go cold, for a brief moment everything stood still.
'What a WASTE OF TIME!' The angry thought roared through her mind but instead her face snapped quickly back to a smile.
"This way.", she added. "And the name is Vilma. But the people in town call me V.", she finally smiled again, eyes closed.
"Well, that's lovely, Vilma..." She grumbled. "I'm chuffed for the folks here. People should stand up to bullies like that-" Behind them trudged the ragtag pirate swabbies that seemed to be a little anxious at the mention of a pirate-slaying hero.
As Vilma led them to her what would be a mini restaurant. A standard one-storey dwelling converted into a store, with glasses on several windows. A 3-inch wooden door, brick walls, and a clay tile roof.
Sweet hesitated as they approached the small and cozy restaurant, it took her underlings a moment but they hesitated too. Einsauer was in no disillusion as to what was happening, she smiled and looked back at her human underlings.
"Well?" She asked them. "Quit acting like shy children. Let's get some food."

She continued walking alongside Vilma confidently, inspiring the others to shed their doubts and waltz into an ambush.
Inside the store, a normal counter would be seen in the middle of the side wall whilst a dozen of tables for 4 are scattered all over the place, all made of wood. Painted in varnish. A single ceiling fan is attached above, well-lit, and beaming in white cement paint. "You are the first customers. Feel free to choose your spot."
Sweet lowered her head and placed a hand alongside the top-frame of the door as she entered the establishment, taking care not to hit her head off of the tiny frame; the humans stumbled in behind her no problem.
The swabbies filled around a few tables, Sweet remained standing in the center of the restaurant, possibly waiting for something...
Sweet's understanding of trickery and scams were second-to-none; her eyeline forced its way into Vilma's. For a second time, Sweet seemed to be ransacking her thoughts; but this time she wasn't smiling or stopping to break tension...She just stood, intently studying Vilma's eyes.

and just like that, 100 men disguised as vendors and civilians removed their cover before circling Vilma's restaurant.
Sweet smiled at the sound of hundreds of footsteps plodding around outside the establishment, finally shutting her eyes calmly and relieving Vilma of her quiet interrogation. She walked over to Vilma and pulled an empty chair out for her.

"Sit." She said calmly as she waited for the marines...Or the food...Whichever came first...

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Out in the open, the Lizard yanked the swabby urging him to show where Mikami was. Their search was unfruitful and Geck'O hoped the giant at least found something interesting. He could smell the fear in the little guy so he released him before jumping down from the vessel. The old man kept chattering with the sailor but Geck'O was in his own world. He wanted to sleep, and to be honest, seeing that corpse had woken his stomach up. The old man stopped talking and looked it at his child worried. Soon, L'Enfant would shut down completely, the least things were going to piss him off. Although he raised a proud warrior, his Geck'O was a spoiled child. If he wasn't, why would the child need it after so long ? The puppet hit the lizard on his nose as they walked to bring him back.

- " Child ! I always told you, you eat what you bring ! You are past the age to pout when you get hungry ! If you want to eat, use your nose to find something or wait until we get to Mikami until then, get your act together. "

The lizard hissed but kept his mouth shut, following the puppet's advice, Geck'O took another deep breath trying to catch something and it resulted in something else : A lot of soldiers were coming into the Port, he could smell it, a lot of powder. Reptilians were the strongest races on the blue sea but weren't bulletproof. L'Enfant, lifted the swabby and began running towards the giant's last location. To attract the other swabbies he even began to whistle hard enough for them to get their attention. A tall red lizard wasn't unnoticeable.#
 
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Inside Vilma's
Sweet and her swabbies finally entered the restaurant as the latter filled the tables they chose. However, the former wouldn't take a sit and instead, channel the street wisdom in her and unto the situation. A wise woman indeed. She kept on scrutinizing the scene, staring dead into the eyes of the store owner. But, Vilma's cover is second to none, that's why she's assigned to this post in town. The facade continued until finally, footsteps began to shake the ground, unloosing turmoil in the marketplace. 100 marines stampeded on the aisles of the town, securing the perimeters and their target.

Lighthouse Snipers
"Target locked.", one of the snipers said as he held himself on the ground, eyes on the glasses. The other man beside him manning his own scope would concur, "Once you all gained entry, I can't do shit."

Both of them adjusted the lens of their respective scopes, fiddling with the barrels of the long gun before pulling the bolt, cocking it. As this happened, the marines circling the perimeters are inching one step after the other as their guns are aimed at the store. Gently, they pushed. Until another sniper radioed everyone. "Hold up. The Fish is talking to Vilma. She wants her to sit."

"Did she figure it out?"

"B- But that's Vilma."

"Looks like it's wiser than it looks like after all."

"Hey, drop it. Look at her chest. It's certainly a female."

"She's a mermaid?"

"I ain't sure about that."

"Everybody hold your position. Don't move until I said so."
, Ordered the Commodore. "Alejandro, Vilma is in trouble. Tell her that the order is done and get outta here immediately."

"Sir yes, Sir!"

Back at the Resto

Everything was going on smoothly according to the plan until Sweet ordered her to sit. Vilma was shocked but her cover must not be unravelled. Or her life would be in jeopardy. "W- what's the matter?", she asked, her expression innocent after all. "11 platters ready to serve!", Alejandro suddenly caught up. "Oh! There is your food. I should go and grab them.", she rushed like a normal waitress. Whether she would be interrupted by Sweet or not is up to her but Vilma has a job to attend to ─ at least as a waitress at this resto. If Sweet pursued, status quo.

Back at the Lighthouse
"Vilma is out of the scene. We got a clear path. Commodore, your call."

"Streets are still crawling, hold your fire."

"Hey all of you, get the fuck outta here!"
, said the marine to the bystanders who got nothing to do with the operations. "Perimeters secured."

"Commodore? 1900 yards out clear."

"I got a clear shot, Commodore Kibin."

"Call it. Take her out..."
, the Commodore instructed.

As Vilma and Alejandro exited the scene, Kibin ordered the four snipers stationed at the lighthouse to start firing at the captain's location. The trigger was pulled and the primer, just like the fuse of a firework was hammered by the metal firing pin, igniting the small explosives charged into it. The primer then ignited the explosives and infused them into the vessel called propellant. And as the propellant chemicals burned down, gas expounded forward as the bullet forced through the barrel while ejecting the cartridge's casing of the gun. The snipers' chests were pressed a little due to the recoil of firing the magnums. The bullets cut through the air in succession, and invisible trails of the bullet were left in their wake.

[GUN SHOTS!]

"Clean the house!"
, more shots are fired and the gun powders were quickly dispersed into the airspace at the marketplace. The glass windows broke each and every bullet that crossed it. The marines surrounding the store were still on stand-by, they couldn't get near within 2 meters for obvious reasons.

[GUN SHOTS!]

Portside

As the massacre occurred at the store, the 50 men surrounding the vessels would start to do the same after hearing Kibin's order. No interrogations. No warnings. Not even a single law was abided. This is the World Government, operating in reverse justice. Criminals in disguise. "Fire!"

Screamed the platoon leader as 50 men with rifles spread bullets across the vessels, digging them metals all the way down.
[GUN SHOTS!]
 
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"W- what's the matter?", she asked, her expression innocent after all. "11 platters ready to serve!", Alejandro suddenly caught up. "Oh! There is your food. I should go and grab them.", she rushed like a normal waitress. Whether she would be interrupted by Sweet or not is up to her but Vilma has a job to attend to ─ at least as a waitress at this resto. If Sweet pursued, status quo.
One of Sweet's long, muscular arms shot out and grabbed the young human woman by her shoulder; the chain wrapped around the captain's arm clattered with the sudden explosion of motion. Captain Sweet's webbed hands clutched firmly, but not in a way that would cause Vilma undue pain.
She pulled her into the chair. "I wasn't asking." She stated plainly whilst Vilma found herself planted in the seat. Sweet began to reposition back towards the center of the room, taking only a few steps before-

Kibin ordered the four snipers stationed at the lighthouse to start firing at the captain's location. The trigger was pulled and the primer, just like the fuse of a firework was hammered by the metal firing pin, igniting the small explosives charged into it. The primer then ignited the explosives and infused them into the vessel called propellant. And as the propellant chemicals burned down, gas expounded forward as the bullet forced through the barrel while ejecting the cartridge's casing of the gun. The snipers' chests were pressed a little due to the recoil of firing the magnums. The bullets cut through the air in succession, and invisible trails of the bullet were left in their wake.
With no hesitation the fishwoman's left arm shot out towards one of her own unaware swabbies and from her arm propelled a long chain wrapping around the man.
"Apprehend!!" The captain announced as the young man was lifted from his seat and yanked all the way to Sweet's arm. His brain was still reeling, from the whiplash that the chain had no-doubt given him, when his captain lifted his dazed body to absorb the oncoming shots.

Apprehend!!: Sweet lassos her chain around an opponent or limb in an attempt to apprehend or disarm them.
Requirements: 81 Mastery, 81 Strength
Destructive Potency Rank: A

The body took every shot, Sweet had the reaction speed necessary to purposely move his body to meet every single oncoming shot from the snipers. The clothes draped over his body quickly staining a permanent black-red, Sweet held his body up in-between the entrance and herself.

The captain's narrowed eyes never left the human woman, Vilma, out her peripheral at any moment. As the bullets rained in, the remaining swabbies cowered under the windows or behind flipped over tables.
The captain smiled at Vilma. "Do you have a Den Den Mushi?" She asked the brown-haired woman with an eerie sense of calmness despite the lifeless meat-shield she now wielded in her left hand. "I want it. Now."

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A lot of soldiers were coming into the Port, he could smell it, a lot of powder. Reptilians were the strongest races on the blue sea but weren't bulletproof. L'Enfant, lifted the swabby and began running towards the giant's last location. To attract the other swabbies he even began to whistle hard enough for them to get their attention. A tall red lizard wasn't unnoticeable.#
As Mikami's enormous frame pushed out from beneath a ship he was "investigating" he heard the whistles from L'Enfant. His large head turned to meet the lizardman's waves. He cheerfully began to wave back to his comrade...
"Fire!"

Screamed the platoon leader as 50 men with rifles spread bullets across the vessels, digging them metals all the way down.
[GUN SHOTS!]
From behind a few bullets hit Mikami's thick back but surprisingly he didn't bleed. Quickly, the upper portion of his back where the bullets were making impact hardened with dark haki. The large human ducked back into the interior of the ship and dropped the haki whilst his hands ran over the stinging on his neck.
"O-HO~ WOAH!" He exclaimed in surprise before grabbing an un-shattered barrel and walked it back up to the deck of the ship before heaving it in the direction of his attackers. Some of the underlings on the same ship as Mikami attempted to peak at who their attackers were. The captain said not to kill any non-pirates...

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# Geck'O eyes widened, shots were fired. He stopped, let the swabby and began to pat his body frenetically until realization hits. He was not touched. The old man always did say : If you can hear the shot, it meant the bullet missed. When the noise died out, the lizard climbed and hopped the handrail before lying on the wooden floor—bathing in the sun.

Some seconds after, the noise began once again. A colossal shadow did prevent L'Enfant's vacation. It was Mikami, the giant was catching barrels and launching them at the marines on the ground. Unlike Geck'O, the bullets ricocheted on Mikami's body and it looked like he wasn't even feeling them. The lizard was jealous; although the big cow wasn't the most intelligent pirate he had met, Mikami was head and shoulders above him. Maybe it was why the captain chose the giant instead of the lizard. He was a freak of nature. With him, at their sides, L'Enfant didn't have to jump in the fray and risk his life. If they were swordsmen, he would have no excuses. Jutte users were advantaged against them. Fortunately, they weren't so Geck'O did something he was going to regret later: He took the puppet out of his arm and curled on the floor ready to sleep.#

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Still at the Port Town
The four snipers at the lighthouse fired their bullets at once upon locking the target. As the bullet punched through, they were all certain that it would hit, and it DID HIT regardless of Vilma's current situation. But after the first rain of bullets, all of them put a stop, knowing that the captain of the crew would hostage the lady marine in disguise. "Hold your fire!", the commodore said over the phone.

"Tch!", one of the snipers interjected whilst keeping an eye on the situation via their glasses. "It can't be helped.", Kibin continued.

Inside the Restau
"Let go of me, miss!"
, Vilma exclaimed after being grabbed by the woman quite firmly. "Gyaah!", she yelled after hearing the gunshot and the sudden yank by the pirate and pulled into the chair. She cowered immediately until the firing had stopped. When it did, the woman's presence boomed across the dining area, facing her, eyes locked at each other. It was nothing but fear. How could this woman still be alive after tanking all those shots?!, she thought. Alejandro, the man in the kitchen still monitoring the situation while actively reporting to the commodore. Uttering under his breath, "She got V."

"Stay right there. The fish just took all those bullets and survived. This is something else."

"Roger, chief."
, he honoured. But not for long til he gets back to him. "W- wait. It seems she's asking V something. She wants to talk."

Commodore Kibin would only sigh quite heavily. "Alright, I don't want to lose any marine. Head right there and hand it over to her. Let's see if she values some sort of negotiation or not."

"aye!"


After the brief call, Alejandro would come out in the open, mushi in hand. "You. Let go of her."

If successfully, Alejandro would ask the pirate to let Vilma go and offer to stay in her stead. There's no escaping it nevertheless but a man's code would always suggest letting the woman live. "This is what you need, right? Take it.", he said tossing the mushi to the pirate's face.

"Alejandro!"

"It's ok V. You're not part of this. I won't allow this woman to harm any civilians like you."

"Don't tell me─"

"It's ok."
, cutting her off.

Port and the Stationed Pirate Ships
Shots were fired by 50 Marine Ensigns. Bullet rained down into the wooden fortress of each vessel they suspected the intruders entered into. They all laughed while firing. How could anyone resist the thrill of killing for free without being scrutinized by the justice system? Holes emerged rapidly from the ships, signifying the horrible situation that pirates ran into. Fools! If only they knew that nobody was harmed. And testing the depths of the water, they all climbed to the ladder of the ship, forcing their way into the den of the sleeping bear. The man who just tanked all the bullets and still thought of things to loot and eat.

Striding from the deck and breaking into the rooms, rifles pointing and nudging the doors. They all walked slowly and carefully.

Close combat is nigh.
Statistics:
10x5=50
Strength: 19+2 = 21
Speed: 9+2 = 11
- Movement: 11
- Reaction: 11
Vitality: 9+2 = 11
- Stamina: 11
- Durability: 11
Martial Arts: 13+3 = 16
- Swordsmanship: 16
- Sniping/Gunslinging: 16

Arsenals:
- 1x Pistol
- 2x Swords

Inventory:
Gunslinging 16 slots
- C-rank bullets. 5-bullet magazine.
- 16x C-rank bullets
 
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She cowered immediately until the firing had stopped.
As the the cacophony of gunfire seemed to halt, Sweet hesitated for a brief moment before dropping the bullet-riddled body of her swabby to the wooden-plank floor. Thick, red blood pooled up around his body and eventually crawled its away towards the captain's webbed, bare feet. Sweet's eyes stayed locked on the sitting woman, Vilma, waiting for her to concede her transponder snail.
After the brief call, Alejandro would come out in the open, mushi in hand. "You. Let go of her."

If successfully, Alejandro would ask the pirate to let Vilma go and offer to stay in her stead. There's no escaping it nevertheless but a man's code would always suggest letting the woman live. "This is what you need, right? Take it.", he said tossing the mushi to the pirate's face.
Sweet snatched the Den Den Mushi from the air moments before it made contact with her harpoon-like nose. She looked Alejandro up and down and gestured to the empty seat that she had plucked her own underling from moments before.
"Sit." She repeated the order to the newcomer in the room.
She glanced at Vilma. "Don't move."

She looked over her nine remaining swabbies, huddled behind any available shelter. "Don't move." She warned them as well.

The pirate captain breathed out slowly, calming her emotions before using the snail. A deep breath in and:
"This is Captain Sweet Einsauer, to whom do I have the pleasure of speaking to?" The words flowed smoothly despite the high tension in the room, despite the bullet holes still smoking in the walls, despite the human blood pooling at her feet...

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Mikami Stats
(For Easier Access)

Strength: 53 (+8)

Speed- 33 (+8)
Reaction: 41
Movement: 41

Vitality- 41 (+8)(+12)
Durability: 61
Stamina: 61

Haki- 51
Armament Haki: 61
Observation Haki: 41

Martial Arts- 47
Brawling: 61
Gunslinging: 33

And testing the depths of the water, they all climbed to the ladder of the ship
As disguised marines moved up the ladders of the various ships, the swabbies in Mikami's ship fell away from the railing as the pseudo-giant lumbered forward with another barrel. He looked at the tiny men travelling up the ladder then up at the barrel in his hands.
An enormous smile stretched across his face as he heaved the barrel down upon them from above.

61-80: Small Building Level + (DPR: D) 0 + (Haki) 0

"BIG MISTAKE!" He laughed. "O-HO HO HO HO!!"
Mikami, the big jolly man, was in his element. He much preferred throwing barrels onto people then snooping around a boring boat. The same, dumb, psychotic grin was plastered across his face the whole time he engaged with the on-comers.

He was a freak of nature. With him, at their sides, L'Enfant didn't have to jump in the fray and risk his life.
Fortunately, they weren't so Geck'O did something he was going to regret later: He took the puppet out of his arm and curled on the floor ready to sleep.#

- "..."
Five swabbies were dispersed throughout the ship Geck'O slept at, and five cowered behind the ginger-headed goliath on the other ship.
A few swabbies, taking note of the lizardman's actions seemed to slack a little; perhaps Mikami would take care of all of the soldiers...

Then the attackers started boarding the ship!-
They looked amongst each other...Nobody dared wake up the terrifying, red-scaled lizardman. Instead, they began taking cover and attempting to hide from the oncoming attackers; readying their own guns.

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# The Lizard went to sleep with an exact number of people around him. The sound their steps made coupled with Mikami's throwing barrels was able to lull him to sleep, his breathing slowly catching up to that rhythm. It didn't take long before the lullaby stopped, the five swabbies weren't around him anymore. He couldn't hear the giant cow's laughter too, was the fight over already ? Geck'O rolled on his back, still keeping his eyes shut. If the fight was over and others knew he was awake, Mikami was going to ask questions.

-"..."

L'Enfant was about to sleep once more when he heard different footsteps striding the deck. The exact powder and coffee smell, he caught on minutes ago. The soldiers were already on the ship, the swabbies saw them and preferred to hide and sacrifice the lizard instead of waking him up. The situation wasn't optimal, the lizard couldn't hide, his scales were red ! He did not want to fight but maybe it was karma, he did put the old man on pause. L'Enfant grabbed his jutte backward and waited until the steps got closer to jump and rushed forward. Geck'O tried immediately to catch the first man lacking and with the incoming hit, he hoped to send the soldier on the ones behind him. All while trying to peek which opponents hold what weapons. #

-"..."

Alias: The user holds the staff in reverse grip with the other hand on his wrist and lands a deadly horizontal blow to the body, sending them flying.
- DPR B, requires 41 Strength, 41 MA Mastery ==> 21-40: 0. Street Level + 2 ==> 61-80: 2. Small Building Level
 
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