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Mr. Anderson said:
I'll get there, I've already started lol
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Little Fish is smoking the last part
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When I look at some of my professors, their C.V and their jobs. I get afraid. How much money can someone wants in their life? How can you have an excellent job and salary and woke up one day and decides to teach ? 😭😭😭
 
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L'Empereur said:
Little Fish is smoking the last part
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When I look at some of my professors, their C.V and their jobs. I get afraid. How much money can someone wants in their life? How can you have an excellent job and salary and woke up one day and decides to teach ? 😭😭😭
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Some people get more fulfilment out of teaching than the actual monetarily value society gives them. That being said, teachers should definitely need to earn more than they do.
 
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Guren said:
Some people get more fulfilment out of teaching than the actual monetarily value society gives them. That being said, teachers should definitely need to earn more than they do.
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I think people forget the time children spend with the teachers and how some are really important in their development. They think everyone can be a teacher which is false.
 
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Looks like most people think Imu used an Ancient Weapon to destroy Lulusia Kingdom.



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Ichimonji said:


Floating Island
Legion. For we are many.

Many souls. Many faces. Many stories. When the world was destroyed, once called Ivalice, the people were sent back to the source, this world, Sundered. Only a few survived whole, Unsundered. La Spada was one Unsundered, carried by her hate and malice. Those thousands of souls Sundered had to find a home to survive the journey, and they found La Spada. Inundated with hate, with wanting, La Spada became hate and wanting. A walking demon. A woman in daily torture of hate. One who could not even remember her sisters. This was not a battle for supremacy. Big Mom was the key. If La Spada got ahold of that power, she could control the souls, and inject them upon the world, releasing them. To save legion from destruction. To save herself from the hate.

A battle for a world. A battle for the memory of her sisters.

The Queen and The Grim had battled long. Yonko power in full display. Both had sustained great injuries, from emotional to physical. The women showed without a shadow a doubt they were the two strongest women in the seas. One to keep her throne. Another to keep her world. Yet, there could only be one. La Spada’s blade churned Big Mom’s inside with Ryo, imploding the Queen. However, the legend would not be defeated. With brilliant resilience and battle wit, Misery came from below, holding The Grim down. Big Mom bellowed out a Yonko sized attack, forcing La Spada to fling her left arm and leg forward to mitigate the damage - to no avail. The blast pushed La Spada back, bones flying everywhere. Face-up. Eyes with no soul. Aura gone. Defeated.

From the curt silence, the beating sound of a heart echoed. The heart La Spada never had began to beat. A beating that echoed through the island. The Drums of Liberation for a whole world. For we are many.

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Isis Warsong got up.
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[Big Mom] “Y-Y-You insolent…! It’s useless! THIS IS MY SEA! WHY DO YOU GET UP?!l​
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[Isis Warsong] “Because… they need me. And, no one will deny them but me.”​
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Like a older sister, no one would bully the youngest but her. Those words came low. Those words came not from anger. Those words came from La Spada’s soul with a descending bass line. Music began to echo. A Sonata of Lament played with fervor, birthed from La Spada’s soul, from Legion. Ever so slowly and deliberate, La Spada got up. The will was unmoving. The Grim had lost her left arm and left leg. They weren’t just cut off, such that Spada could re-attach them, they were disentegrated. La Spada had lost those limbs and a quarter of her ribcage permanently, gouged. Yet, she stood, fuled by sheer will.

Ice formed in the woman’s left leg to stabilize her stance, as Isis looked down. Her breath slowed as she heard a voice. A voice followed by the voices of many that Big Mom could hear, could taste. A voice that reverberated through the loud music. A voice followed by the voice of many. By the voices of Legion - the emotional sonata as their chorus.
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[Mother] “Isi. Listen to me. This isn’t about yah’. Every decision yah’ make will affect the countless people who rely on yah.”​
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Nwanime. The souls sang to the sonata. Voices that gave Isis life, purpose. The air shifted unlike anything before. There was no killing spirit. There was no hate. There was no wanting. There was nothing. Something more fearsome than hate - balance - like the unnerving calm before the storm. A storm called Ivalice. Big Mom could see the soul within those legion overlapping. Flickering in image, the purest version of La Spada, returned by the voices of those who counted on her. Isis Warsong, flesh and all, could be seen in a mirage, beautiful as she was wicked.

That calm became corporeal, surrounding Isis with white lightning and a white aura that gently flowed through her cracked and gouged bones. The souls of Legion combined into a force unlike anything Big Mom had ever seen. Souls combined with King’s Will - a brand new power. A white aura that enveloped Isis's whole body. The sky above them didn't just split, it thundered. The clouds parted enough for the full Moon to beam down on La Spada, forcing the moon's light to envelop the unyielding will.
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That white aura surrounded La Spada’s right arm, swirling and becoming a mass. A mass that spoke, voices still echoing over Isis’ muse as she continued her speech.
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[Mother] “Do yah” understand? Yah’ can’t just be a cocky angry kid anymore.”​
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AnimeFlame. Those souls Sundered joined in chorus. You can’t just be a cocky angry kid anymore. For decades that is what La Spada was. Here and now, to align with those who relied on her, La Spada needed to become something else. Those words, the overlapping voices, made the mass of energy La Spada held on her right arm compress and thicken. Intoxicating. The mass whirled with the spirit of thousands. The mass formed the face of a Dragon. A dragon who yearned to live again. A dragon who yearned to be delivered to this world. A dragon called Legion, for we are many.

Something shocking came from Isis Warsong: a genuine smile, as she began to align with those souls, with the voices that shouted to the heavens. The voice spoke finished her speech, ending with the loudest heartbeat of the Drums of Liberation.
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[Mother] “YAH' FIGHTING FOR THEM, ISI. FOR THEIR FUTURE.”​
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WashedUpRP. You're fighting for them. The Unsundered took heed in the voices. Isis Warsong's held a full formed dragon in her right hand, coiled around her body. The voices and music were so loud, amplified to levels grand by soul power, that Big Mom's voice was drowned out. Her homies likely could not hear her - could not hear her commands. That was Big Mom's weakness. If she could not communicate with her homies, her power was diminished. Homies ruled by such matriarchy, history showed they would not act on their own. Those who would drown out the Queen would continue well into the last moment as Isis Warsong took a step forward.

The whole island shook. Those souls would know peace. The Queen had pushed La Spada to the brink of annihilation. In doing so, Big Mom had awakened a dragon. Big Mom had awakened the purest version of La Spada. La Spada had revived those lost, she had awakened Ivalice. Everything would ride on this last attack - there would be nothing left to give. A Z attack that would know no equal. The Queen of the Seas, the future of Legion, would be decided now. This was the last stand of a woman carrying the future of thousands, carrying the future of the Sundered.

From Pirate to to Demon. From Demon to Grim. From Grim to Savior. The purest version of La Spada stood, surrounded by the souls of Ivalice, to claim the throne.

Enter Isi.

[Isi] “It is not the dead who should not be among the living, but the living who will be among the dead.”​


Note: Post Inspiration

Lament: A piece of music that expresses grief or sorrow typically accompanied by a descending bass line. Makes enemies depressed. Enemies who are depressed lose haki activation turns equal to the de-buff length (at 41 musicianship enemies lose 2 turns, at 100 musicianship enemies lose 3 turns . AoE is 15 meters (50 feet). Yomi adds two turns.
Requirement: 61 musicianship​
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Sonata: A piece played with fervor, using aggressive high bass and decibels to damage one’s eardrums. Damaging one’s eardrums causes one to lose balance, giving enemies a de-buff to reaction speed. The de-buff is mastery/10.
Requirement: 41 musicianship​
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Note: This gives -8 reaction speeds starting next post and haki lock for 4 turns b/c Yomi boost.

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Dragon of Hades - The user calls the very soul of Hades to his palm, roaring with malevolence and the Chill of the Underworld. By coating Hades with Haki, the user creates an entirely new force: a dark dragon. The dragon can freeze and then shatter it’s target, creating a giant explosion. This leaves the user arm immobile for two turns.
Requirements: 120 Devil Fruit, 100 Speed, 100 Haki, 100 Vitality
Rank: Z

Note: This post was a charge-up post. Isis has NOT released the dragon yet.

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Kaka said:
@Ichimonji

A grand sonata played as La Spada rose, drawing out any out sounds as far as the eyes could hear. A left arm, a left leg and a quarter of a ribcage gone, La Spada rose like the silhouette of death that she was, ice forming to give her standing structure. However, La Spada was not the center of attention - not for Big Mom, the mother of all souls. Instead, it was the rise of the legion, La Spada's army and power.



Big Mom enraged, she saw her enemy rising. She did not understand what La Spada was, nor what her purpose was. But there was an eerie feeling that Big Mom felt. Almost like La Spada was after her power. La Spada had never said it... but the ultimate power to control souls, that was something that Big Mom had. Raising Napoleon up toward the thundering and split sky, Big Mom gave a command.

It was not a verbal one, for the sonata still played loudly, drowning out all other sound. But, Misery would know. Yanking herself out of the ground, Misery flew toward Napoleon, coiling around his blade. Napoleon grew in size and his grin grew in minacity. Misery's energy of fire and lightning surrounded Napoleon's blade, basking him in power. The lightning of advanced Conqueror's Haki started to rumble along the blade, and black Busou-shoku no Haki started to coat it.

La Spada...

Big Mom said, calling her by her known name.

It is here that we will decide whose soul is stronger. Big Mom always prevails!



Big Mom said, readying herself. In the last 30 seconds since La Spada had risen, Big Mom had lost over 200 kilograms of weight. All of her energy was being consumed, focusing on one final attack.

@Guren

Kaidou stood in a battle readied stance, holding his spiked Kanabo with both hands close to his right hip. His flames had clad his scaly body, giving him the armor of the Dragon God. Wisps of black Busou-shoku no Haki floated off of Kaidou along with the embers. Condensed power. It was time for both gladiators to measure up against one another when at their strongest. Would Kaidou continue to seek a man who could fell him? Or would he finally realize his dream? The dream of death? Kallavan had to be the one. But Kaidou was skeptical. Not because Kallavan was undeserving, but because so many had given Kaidou hope, only to fall short in the end. The ultimate body that never falls. The hulking figure of muscle and power. He, Kaidou.

Suddenly, a voice called from Kaidou's right.



It happened in an instant. The distorted and contorted air created by Kallavan's punch, an incredibly powerful ''air shell'', collided with what looked like an eruption of fire. When Kallavan had thrown his fist forward, Kaidou's right arm had left his spiked Kanabo and struck outward with an elbow. The fiery armor erupted like a landmine, clashing with Kallavan's attack. Kaidou had seen the future with his Kenbun-shoku no Haki. He did not want to take Kallavan's attacks head on anymore.



Through the shockwave, fire and mayhem, Kaidou's spiked Kanabo came. Kaidou had turned to face Kallavan and unleashed a forward stab with the spiked Kanabo, aiming to slam it into Kallavan's abdomen. Black Busou-shoku no Haki and raging fire clad the spiked Kanabo. On contact, or without, at the apex of the attack, an enormous and highly condensed amount of fire would erupt from the tip of the spiked Kanabo, aiming to engulf the area in front of Kaidou in an explosive blast of fire.



Every motion that Kaidou and Kallavan now unleashed, would cause absolute destruction and disintegration of whatever was in front of them. Peak destructive ability.

Kaidou's DPR (first attack; elbow): 6. City Level (121+, Zoans only) + A:+3 + COA: +3 = 12. Large Continent Level

Kaidou's DPR (second attack, Kanabo): 6. City Level (121+, Zoans only) + A:+3 + COA: +3 = 12. Large Continent Level
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Guren said:
WCI 45

Kallavan's punch connected with Kaido's elbow at the very last moment. The sudden snap of forces immediately revealed an intense explosion of power and flames as if a landmine had detonated in between the fighters. Kallavan's body was a lot more durable right now and while he could feel the heat he could withstand being in it for some time. But long exposure wasn't recommended especially if he had to hit the Yonkou with full force. He had to choose his moments carefully, calculate them, for this was his final chance. Everything in his life had let to this very moment.

Kaido's aura was visible through the flames and explosion, observation haki showed Kallavan a rough outline of the yonkou. Obscured behind a curtain of fire the mammoth of a man prepared himself for retaliation. But the Admiral's eyes shot wide open, stunned. Not by despair but from sheer amazement.

Awakening was a different realm of existence.

"I can see..." - Kallavan thought to himself.

Yes. For the first time this entire encounter Kallavan could see the man's attacks being motioned. What used to be reactionary blocks or conscious moments of punishment. Now the young marine could finally clash equally. NOW! Kallavan shouted in his mind, his left arm already snapping forward, dark lightning trailing the razor sharp jab. An attack that was, given the situation, fast enough to clash with the incoming Kanabo.

"Jugon!"


6. City Level (121+, Zoans only) +4(S) +3 haki +1 CoC = 14. Planet Level
Kaido = 12. Large Continent Level
Clash result = Attack is 2 DPR higher: Overwhelms the weaker attack but loses 3~DPR

Kallavan remaining Damage = 11. Small Continent Level

Should everything go as planned Kallavan's mighty fist met Kaido's kanabo in the middle. Advanced Kings haki, coating the punch allowing the navy legend to keep his body from harms way. His will, his desires, his ambitions. They were keeping the inferno at bay despite their fangs baring at him like a wounded animal. Another massive explosion occurred, incinerating everything far and wide. Thorkell the fox, sought shelter on pretty much the opposite side of the plateau. But even that might not be far enough for the level of combat that was at display here.

Whether Kaido was pushed back or not Kallavan would use the force his Haoshoku created to push himself backwards, 'punching' off from the invisible force. The knock back, while intentionally done was incredible. The amount of forces being pushed onto his body would be KO inducing were it not for his zoan body. But once in the motion of being pulled back Kallavan would spin and flip in the air, hitting the ground with his feet. But instead of skidding, like one was supposed to the marine vanished yet again from his position.

This time through Kamisori Kallavan would blitz and zip through the air before coming to a halt high above behind Kaido. If he was launched back from that earlier clash. There the young marine would pull up his arms, blue energy coating both his fists before snapping both of them forward and punching like a mad-man.

"Trommelfeuer!"

6. City Level (121+, Zoans only) +3(A) +3 haki= 12. Large Continent Level

Kallavan punched the air like he had never done before. Never with this amount of speed and physical might. What these two new factors produced, elevated his ordinary Artillery into something unseen. Like a true bombardment, shells of hasshoken and pressurized air fell down upon Kaido like a storm of attacks. For what was most likely the first time in this battle, Kallavan wasn't following the motions behind Kaido.

Now, he could initiate and attack on his own. And from the heavens he bellowed.



"I'M NOT GONNA LET YOU ESCAPE!! KAIDO!"
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Garraofduhfunk said:
Hey guys, sorry I haven't been on. Emily's Nana died and we were getting things ready for the funeral on Friday. I am going to tackle as much as I can tonight because it is going to be a really crazy week/end.
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Nothing to apologise brother.

And sorry to hear about what happened. I remember ui mentioning about her condition a month ago. May her Nana rest in peace.
 
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