Board Thread:Morgan Cinder/@comment-24479578-20160828041736/@comment-24479578-20160828041837

02:18, May 29, 2016 02:44, May 29, 2016
 * Keruberosu Sara: As Sara fell after being dumped over the edge she could see flashes of light even though her eyes were shut. Landing loud thud the ground quaked faintly under the weigh of the large feline female. Growling faintly under her breath she lay there while the dust settled. Slowly opening her eyes she stared forward only seeing the blurry image of others falling beside her. Swinging her thick furry tail side to side kicking up more dust clouds the saber toothed mink tribe female was starting to come to. Climbing onto her hands and knees she lifted her head higher staring up at stone and glass walls. Hissing faintly she bared her long saber teeth in a dazed and confused manner. Flicking her ears she tried to get her baring even though she couldn’t fully see at the moment in time. “ Where the hell am I I I I! “ she roared, a mixture of soft a feminine voice with the undertones a wild cats call echoed in the large room.
 * TheUrnsman Ahab head would've still been bobbing even amongst his descent. The sound of his music's base echoing through out his head. They may have sedated him but his bodies muscle memory just kept him a float even in that cleanly pressed suit of his. The moment they made contact with the earth with a mere sound of a thud to follow his eyes would spring open. His head was still a little groggy but once he realized he wasn't in his restaurant anymore it would've caused him to snap too. He would've ran his fingers through his own hair before drawing it back into a ponytail to straighten the mess it'd been thrown into. Although he still bore his headphones he could still here the voice of a young woman shouting although muffled to those ears of his. In turn he would've spoken "Keep it down would ya?" His arms would reach for the sky and he could be seen standing on the tips of his toes.
 * PrinceSerizawa 

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𝗔𝗹𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲. 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝘆𝗽𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲, 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹..𝗡𝗼𝘄.// 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇𝒇 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. *𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒐𝒎* 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔. 𝑨 𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒍 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒐𝒐'𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔, 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒚'𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆, 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒆𝒕.

𝑴𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑶𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕! 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒆𝒆, 𝒎𝒚 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍? 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 50 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒐, 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚. 𝑨𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏, 𝑳𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝑿𝒂𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒈𝒐. 𝑫𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝑷𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒖𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅. 𝑿𝒂𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚? 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒈𝒐 𝑿𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊. 𝑯𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒂 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏, 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚. 𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊, 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒍𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅. 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑸𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒖𝒎 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔.

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"𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑯𝑶!" 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑰𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒚𝒔𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒂 𝒏𝒐𝒏-𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘. 𝑶𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅'𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒚. "𝑺𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕! 𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅." :𝑺𝒊𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒊𝒓!: 𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅. ~𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓~

𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓." 𝑩𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑. 𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅. "𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑵𝑶 𝑮𝑼𝑵𝑺, 𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑺? 𝑾𝒆𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔?! 𝑵𝒐 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏." 𝑳𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒅 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘂𝘁. "𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺 𝗱𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗸𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱. But Im not sticking around so cya!" Racing off ahead Bell begun his journey breathing fastly as he went ahead going through a forest, his eyes scanning for a weapon or anything that could aid him. He looked down and picked up a couple of rocks and a stick, it wasn't much but it was better than nothing. "Alright whats next Edited by PrinceSerizawa 03:00, May 29, 2016
 * RandAltork The world was fuzzy, there was a ringing in his ears and his muscles felt lethargic. There was movement and then a sudden lack of support all around him. Falling? Locke hit the ground with a thud. Yep, definitely falling. The braces around his body finally unlocked and he could finally move, albeit it was slow and painful for a few minutes. After a moment a voice began to roll over the area announcing the people in the arena. At the moment he heard his name and the attempt at banter he took a bow, a clearly noble bow. He stood quietly and stretched his muscles out as he listened to the announcer. He looked around the vicinity as he waited for the final instructions. He was still a bit sluggish, drugs?

“Safe Haven huh?” He rubbed his head trying to get rid of the fuzzy feeling in his head, he needed clear thoughts. “They’ll probably shoot the winner” He ran a hand through his long red hair. “Team up? Maybe … Sounds like a good bet” He grinned, Hjorrant the Gluttonous was here, while he had never personally met the monster, he had heard of him, who hadn’t after all? Locke settled on the idea of finding Hjorrant, something he hoped wouldn’t be too hard. He began to walk off, instead of delving deeper towards the center he walked along the outskirts. As he walked he already began planning a scheme. He was a relatively smart guy, if he could get a few of the other contestants to team up they might be able to make a getaway, or at least stand a better chance. “Let’s see … Giant … Giant … Shouldn’t be too hard to find right?” Hjorrant was his main priority, making an ally with someone like him would be the smartest idea right now. He found as he walked his mind was slowly clearing up, that was a good sign but the progress was slower than he wanted, he attempted to do mind games with himself, “2 + 2 is … 4 ….. Red, Blue, Green, Red … Peter Pepper picked petter … fuck”

 03:00, May 29, 2016
 * HokageSenju 



~Bzzzzcchhh! Tzzzzt… eeeee, vrrr, tzt, tzt…. Life functions… operational. Power Core… 50% charge remaining. Optical zoom unavailable. Seven.exe activate. 3…2…1.~

Ignoring the female voice in his head, our ‘pirate’ arose like a puppet pulled up by invisible strings, his metal joints croaking begrudgingly after not being used during the whole time he was imprisoned on this island. A good means to save power but it came with a cost as the sense of disorientation that befell the cyborg was even greater than expected. He stumbled like somewhat of a drunk and staggered over to a tree, extending both hands to lean against it while orange sparks were seen dancing over the rusty steel plates covering his arms. “What am I even doing here? Where am I?”. With his eyelids spreading wide, Seven tried to get a hold of his surroundings. Vague images danced over the neon-like orange hues set out against a stark black rather than the regular eye white of a human. But then, before he could fully gain composure and bear meaning to his surroundings, the cyborg found himself alarmed by a booming voice that rang throughout the area. “How can they do such a thing? I wonder if the others were forced to participate like me. How cruel.”. Gritting his teeth in an obvious and pained expression, Seven dug his fingers into the bark of the tree he was leaning against and shook his head before finally looking up with a focused expression. “Whoever’s trapped here deserves a chance at freedom. I’ve got to help them.”. A comforting smile curled onto his handsome face as the 6ft tall cyborg, dressed in nothing but ragged shorts, grabbed the chains which had previously bound him and, with one powerful jerk, ripped off the inactive magnet before tossing it away. He then wrapped the chains around his waist like a belt for later usage before he finally began to walk north from his location, keeping to a slow pace while looking around for a high tree or good place to hide as a possible safe-place for later.

The environment was surprisingly nice and the weather seemed fine for now. Before long, if not interrupted by anything unexpected, Seven found a tree higher than most of the other he had seen. It wasn’t as tall as he had hoped but it’d have to do. One hand after the other, he dug his fingertips into the bark like claws as he climbed up effortlessly. On the way up he was greeted by a curious bird that made landing on his shoulder and before long they reached the top of the tree. With a playful chirp the bird flew off while Seven looked around to try and spot water, someone to help, or anything else that could be of interest. (Awaiting DM answer to decide what my RPC sees, if anything noteworthy. If not then I’ll assume nothing but regular forest surroundings ). 03:13, May 29, 2016
 * Divine Ziel Standing in a black room as what it seemed, he heard slight mumbles around him but couldn't even be able to tell what was being said due to the amount of drugs in his system. Having his eyes open slightly under the dark sunglasses, the non caring man was dressed in the same clothes he was arrested in. Scoffing slightly but only having some drool running down his face, he merely rummaged around in his chains as he tried to speak but only slurs came out. It was just then, a door opened up in front of him as he was kicked out of it and fell from ten feet in the air, slamming into the ground as he only splat against it and tried to move his body and the light that was breaking through the glasses made him squint as he gave up and just let his head lay on the ground and thought to himself "Booze.." was all he could think about as then five minutes passed and his body was able to come back into everything they were supposed to be and the chains unlocked fully. Hearing the announcer yelling into some kind of microphone or some shit, Sil pushed himself up and floppped backwards on his ass while he rubbed his head slightly as he said to himself "Fuckin Marines always doing some ugly shit." It was then that he listened in and noticed the screen in front of him which had each contestant that the announcer was calling out. Seeing each face, he squinted as he heard him come up as he said "Damn right I got an addiction." After all was said and done, he then heard the word "BEGIN".

With that, he finally looked around him as he said to himself "Where am I?" Tilting his head, he then yawned as he was sober but tired as all hell. Pushing himself up from the ground, he stumbled a bit but gained his composure as he then fixed his open red shirt that held long sleeves however, they were rolled up as usual. On his lower body, he had denim shorts that extended a bit past his knees with a dark red band wrapped around his waist. The dark brown locks that were on his head rustled a bit with his movements and it could be seen that he had facial hair. Around his neck, attached to a thick black string was a medallion which had some etchings on it, a black beaded bracelet. On his left ring finger, he had a wedding band as he only squinted a bit more and stepped forward with his straw flip flops hitting the grass as he walked over to a close tree as he then said "Fuck this shit, I ain't dealing with this." As he got to the tree and looked up, he saw a timer on the sky as he squinted once more, noticing that it had two days on it and said to himself "Got two days anyways." Jumping up, he grabbed onto a branch as he pulled himself up. For a drunk, he had a fit body and a good amount of height behind him. Sitting on the thick, wide branch, he then leaned his back against the tree as he crossed his arms over his chest and his right leg over the other and only closed his eyes. Being in a rather cranky mood due to being sober from his booze, he only drifted off to sleep in an instant, like he hadn't slept in days. Small snores came from his throat as he was already asleep in the tree like the lazy fuck he was. 03:19, May 29, 2016
 * Kurasake The sound of pistons going to work was the first thing heard, the next to come to the senses was the sensation of falling. A resounding crash reveberated throughout the near area, a great wind blowing the treeline back as something mighty began to haphazardly rise above a small hill of coiling, magnetic chains. Once atop it all, the strange behemoth rolled over to its side; crushing the plains that it now rested on while a murky voice above sounded out through the whole "arena".

The veil of darkness began to slowly untangle from this abomination that suddenly began to rise up from the ground an impressive 30 ft. or so, still on its hands and knees. The deception and bliss of chemicals began to wear off, in its stead came thoughts like haunting lights emerging from the mist of a cold night, 'So. Hungry. Need... to eat. Need to eat more.'

As clarity became straightforward once more, the senses became attuned and the ears of this giant easily picked upon the voice above explaining what was going on. At the mention of a name, Hjörrant, this is around the time things began to settle. This beast, this near-emaciated monster of epic size that was covered in nothing but a ragged cowl and loincloth was Hjörrant. Unidentifiable by most that had seen him before, his physique much more thin but at the same time: Sickly.

But as soon as Hjörrant lifted his head, those damned eyes like that of mindless predator's, his visage would be made clear to any of those who were fortunate enough to escape his pillages. The great, grinding teeth that looked to be enough to chew through solid rock or more; much easier the bones and meat that would eventually go through it once again, and that crooked nose that helped set the disturbing features.

The giant's eyes were set on one thing, only being able to tell so by the narrowing of the eyes as Hjörrant looked down to find a small stream that ran a substantial amount of fresh water. Hjörrant began to wildly crouch/crawl with his feet and one hand on the ground over to the seen stream. A quick dip to the ground brought Hjörrant ever closer to the base of life... water. The stream was small, but he did damn well to push and shove enough dirt from the way before he began to gulp it down. The vicious, rapacity at which he swallowed this water was disturbing to say the least. After  6 minutes or so of straight drinking, Hjörrant rose up breathing heavily; the stream was now empty. Eventually it would fill back with water and continue out to the sea it was meant for but today it was dried out by the Gluttonous who needed every drop of water and food on Earth to truly be satisfied. For now though, this is what would keep him going.

A plan was quickly formed, one in line with the objective given to him along with the 12 others that were purportedly here as well. Along with catching whatever life he could find on the way, Hjörrant could simply find the waiting area and eat whoever came after or before him. Easy pickings of these delicate humans and others would make for something of a meal along with what other wildlife he'd find here. Eventually, after escaping or being released; he could catch bigger game or at least bigger groups of meat and thus dine.

Basic survival was what was on Hjörrant's mind, and that happened to coincide with what the marine's had set up as almost as the perfect place for Hjörrant to begin to regain his being and in turn his proper energy which he'd need to go back to his life of pirating. Hjörrant felt the ceiling above him as his free hand reached out, dry and nails overgrown from some time of miscare before and during his imprisonment.

Hjörrant began to walk at a steady pace, understanding the middle was ahead. The only things to his sides being the curving wall that helped contain the Gluttonous. His feet crouched low but making steady process while his right arm acted like a guiding hand of sorts while it kept Hjörrant's balance. His legs and arms pushed back many of the trees ahead, easily ripping them apart with sheer force and each foot landing making a great shake and deep impression on the Earth itself from the great weight of Hjörrant. Onward he'd travel, for as long as it took; meat was back on the menu and Hjörrant had more than plenty room for it. 03:42, May 29, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;"><span style="font-weight:400;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:Arial;font-size:14.6667px;white-space:pre-wrap;line-height:1.38;">*Tight. Heavy.* Simple thoughts coming from the drugged blonde whose head flopped about as she was moved from one area and dropped from the 10 Foot opening with a heavy thud of dead weight. Hitting the ground hard, she grunted as the air was forced from her lungs. For a moment or two, she couldn't catch her breath and was left gasping until finally the chains were released. That was the moment her lungs once more decided that they would fill. Where the chains were around her body, bruises would begin to form and the dirt from the ground would be smudged into her skin. Scrapes on her legs showed up from the small rocks that were around the forest floor where she landed. She laid there a moment more and just took one breath after another. Her eyes closed as she tried to think about what was going on with her body but even thoughts were still clouded over from being drugged. The ground right now was her best friend.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Then came the sound. Loud and horrid that came ringing through the Den Den Mushi and settled into her ears as if violating them. *Pirate Games?! Who the hell signed me up for this shit?* She thought as she slowly opened up her eyes with her hand raised lazily over them to see the time clock. "Ohhfucksmmeee!" She said as if she had been the losing contestant to a drinking contest. She let her hand drop once more over her eyes and laid there while she listened to what was going on and just waited for whatever this sedative was to wear off. There was nothing more that she could do until then. "Oh nice... I have to go up against other pirates..." Her eyes shot open. "Pirates!? What the hell are they thinking?! I only stole some wallets!" She closed her eyes once more and just groaned as she dragged her hands down both sides of her face and over her mouth. "Ahhhhh.... thishishgunnasuckx.." <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Listening to the description of the other 12, she continued to lay there with her arms over her head still not wanting to move. She'd make a mental note of the pirates and what they looked like or smelled like. "Ok... metal man.. What the hell is a noble doing here?" She shrugged and continued to listen. "alright.. we have a no name nice guy. Pity... Some shadow guy... could be of some use.. heh heh a drunk. Those are hard to hurt.. a metal faced bit...HEY!!" She'd open her eyes and look up to the sky thinking that someone would hear her. "It's only four piercings assholes!" She grumbled a bit more and placed her arms back over her head still a bit peeved about the comment. " Two animorphs.. gotcha.. that could come in handy... another noble? Jesus.. what did they do? Bite the Nurse maid?" She moaned a bit but kept listening. At least she was breathing easier. "What the hell is a wander devil? Another female pirate.. gotcha.. what the... who the hell got a mermaid into this thing?? Someone's gunna be some pissed.." She said as she listened to the final instructions. "Well.. I'll float for a long time so I'll just have to see if there is a top to this place." She'd lay there for a bit longer after the announcer had said begin. She'd start when she was ready. 04:02, May 29, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Luna was pushed from the dark room and landed ten feet below with a thud. She silently freaked out as she was not able to see or hear anything for several seconds, then her vision started to clear and she could hear the chirping of birds and the rustling of bushes. As the restraints released, she stood up slowly, if not a bit sluggishly and looked around. Noting the wall and the vastness of this “arena”, the wolf girl ears twitched as they swished to catch the announcer’s voice. Nodding with each name until she heard her own, which caused the female to look up at the sky and raise an eyebrow. “Leash? Really…” She said, more upset about the disrespect given to her animalistic blood, then the reference to her servitude. She was then taken back by the next comment, “See what coming?”

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After not receiving an answer and figuring out she was probably talking to herself, Luna continued to listen to the other names and descriptions, noting those to avoid, like the crew eating giant. Sighing a little as voice said to begin, the girl lifted her face towards the sky and let the smells wash over her nose. She assumed the most potent scent was the giant, seeing as he was the biggest in size. Looking both ways the wolf mink decided to go right and see who she ran into first. She kept her eyes, ears and nose peeled for danger but kept a pleasant smile on her blood red painted lips. She had been captured in her only pair of clothes. A black strapless top with three buckles going diagonally fro under her right boob to her left hip, and black pants that fit well, but weren’t skin tight. On her feet were her black boots, that she had managed to snag from a traveling merchant, which had a small heel. She had left her cloak and had worn a sleeveless black vest coat, and her satchel. In the satchel was the book of her tribe, all the weapons having been removed after her capture. After walking for about a mile she picked up a safe smelling scent, and began following it. 05:01, May 29, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">With a hard thump Ondine awoke on the cool grassy ground, She had no idea where she was and all she could remember was singing at a pub in exchange for her dinner… Then when she left from the back of the pub to be on her way home a whole group of people came around her. She put up a fight but once they got a chance they knocked her out…

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">“What the barnacles?!” Cursing as her head felt on fire, her vision was slightly blurred looking at her surroundings. The Mermaid was confused, but a voice was clear ‘Skank?— Humans… Save them all…’ She thought to herself as she pushed herself up from the ground. From her own instinct this place was not safe and for whatever reason she was abducted. After a few seconds she would look upon a group of other people, ‘We all have been taken..’ It was obvious to the 31 year old. They were all so different, there was even a Giant…

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">‘You just going to stand there’ Her inner voice would wake her up. Honestly it was a warning, there was something coming and Ondine was not going to stay long enough to experience it. Looking around she could see people were already on their way. ‘Remember what he said… -You have 2 days before the area you are all in begins to flood and you will all drown to death- This area will flood… Its layered it has to be. The only way to get out is up!’ Thinking to herself she would look at the other female contestants with a smile, motioning them to get the hell out of there showing she was willing to team up. Ondine was not one for competing, if she was given a trophy she would give it to the person who wanted it most… All she wanted was to survive and adventure out into the world.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Taking her leave she would find herself running, looking to her right towards river watching as the Giant literally was drinking the entire thing dry. Smirking she jogged off heading towards centre, hopefully the others would come along; remembering to look around for any possible weapons that could do her good keeping her guard up. 06:15, May 29, 2016 07:17, May 29, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">it was dark and Lydia's head felt light and fuzzy as she was suddenly dropped to the ground. as she fell she could only try one ting twisting her body in the air so she could land on her feeth and roll. it didnt go smooth trough the light head feeling she landed rong on her feeth making her left footh hurt a bit, but the roll worked. she sat on the ground her head sudenly becomming clear as the restrictions release her. she stands up balancing on her feeth to see how bad the pain was, it was livable to walk on for now. suddenly hearing a voice anounce the so called pirate games, the terms of being there and the other contestants. her name was called last but hearing the insult she would facepalm sayng to herself."im a whore but not a dirty homeless whore who doesnt know soap" she would raise her shoulders and start to think there were two guys she wanted to stay away from, the cyborg and the crew-eater. she had 2 days to get to the safe zone so she starts walking away from the wall and towards the center of this crazy weird ass place. she would keep her eyes open and try not to step in to open areas, stayng near the tree's. her footh would give small pain shots trough her footh and leg, she would try to egnore it as if needed she would have to run on that footh.
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and Read

Jack Mantograva: Jack would wake up on the cool grass looking around him he would see only land and trees and a small river. "Argghh am I back on land again, Getting tired of this but atleast there must be apple's here. I havent had one today yet so these guys better get it over with quickly"

He walked together with the river only about four footsteps away from his starting points seeing no apple tree's made Jack cranky he would walk with both his hands in his pockets whistling a sweet tune.While he was walking he heared a voice telling him that the place he was at right now would flood in two days.Jack suddenly decided it wouldnt be so safe to walk around water.

moving about 20 footsteps from the river he began to run more then walking. he couldnt imagine what kind of sick game this was. but atleast in all the years he was a bartender he would have made some friends with most pirates.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jack would walk north/east towards a bigger hill. logics for Jack was that once he got on that hill he wouldnt drown from flooding maybe he would even meet some others and make friends. and MAYBE really MAYBE he would find some apple tree's. he then felt if he still had his equipment but since that was most likely taken from him while being put in this place he would look on his side seeing only the holster of his gun. but the thing that upset him the most was that he didnt have some apples. 07:19, May 29, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">“Ugh…what the hell.” Called a slight deep, smooth alluring voice as she was thrown to the floor. With a growl her cobalt hues opened wide, darting back and forth. Soon the constraints were gone and with slow movements the woman stood up, her hands dusting off her attire. “Stupid..fucking.” she muttered, her head shaking a bit back and forth as she swayed a bit, no doubt the effects of the drugs were still wearing off.  Marquise looked from person to person as the names were called out, and soon enough it was her own turn.

<p class="MsoNormal">'<span style="padding:0in;font-size:10.5pt;line-height:14.98px;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background:rgb(218,223,234);">“CONTESTANT 8! <span style="font-size:10.5pt;line-height:14.98px;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background:rgb(218,223,234);">  <span style="font-size:10.5pt;line-height:14.98px;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;background:rgb(218,223,234);">CASSANDRA OF THE ONCE NOBLE MORGAN FAMILY, BITCH WEARS TOO MUCH MAKE UP JUST LIKE THE REST OF HER NOW LOWLIFE FAMILY, CAN SHE RISE TO NOBLITIY BY WINNING THIS?” '

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<p class="MsoNormal">The cobalt hues leered to the sky as her hand rested against her waist, “You have got to be fucking kidding me..” she growled lightly, her onyx nails digging into her side slightly as she shook her head. ‘How do they know? No one is supposed to know..’ The female offered a short scoff as she cracked her neck to the side, allowing a popping noise to emulate from her body. The woman wore a blue corset, and a pair of tight black pants, her shoes would be classified as heeled boots, the same blue in color. ‘A game?’ she questions internally, her eyebrow raising in curiosity as she pushed the long curly onyx locks out of her face. Soon a counter appeared high in the sky, one that caused her eyes to widen. ‘This isn’t..’ her glance quickly shifted, looking to those around her, her hand reaching for the sword she carried at her hip…but it wasn’t there. “Fuck.” She muttered, another growl leaving her lips as she began walking towards the center of the arena. As she moved, her hips bobbed from side to side. “Getting caught up in such ignorance…” She muttered, a sour expression resting on her face however it was short lived once her stomach began to rumble. “As if this couldn’t get worse..”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Soon she approached a tree, her hands snapping off a branch. With cautious motions she approached the stream once the giant had left, she’d search through the pile of rocks in the water until she had found a sharp triangular rock, and once she had she would begin to sharpen the stick into a spear. “Tch…stupid.” She whispered to herself before standing back up, from there she’d continue to head to the center of the arena, her hand holding the spear tightly as she moved silently. The long haired woman kept her eyes open, looking for any animals or anything that could be edible. 19:39, May 29, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">“WELL WELL WELL FOLKS LOOKS LIKE EVERYONE IS ALREADY OFF TO A START. HJORRANT DRANK AN ENTIRE STEAM, MUSTVE NEEDED SOMETHING TO QUENCH HIS THRIST AFTER PUTTING HIS WHOLE CREW IN A HEARSE. EVERYONE PLACE YOUR VOTES TO WHAT SHALL HAPPEN FIRST TO THE PIRATES. VOTING STARTS NOW!”

<p class="MsoNormal">So as the five minutes passed for all of the voting in the crowd and around the world began, inside the dome were the competitors would be would be so awfully quiet, almost so quiet it began to mess with their senses and give them a overcast looming of paranoia. Seven would only be greeted with more vast forest and the sight of the Giant directly northward from him. What a sight to see for any person especially since he could probably see all of him.

<p class="MsoNormal">4 minutes pass

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<p class="MsoNormal">“ALL RIGHT EVERYONE THE VOTES ARE IN AND LETS TALLLLLYY UP THE SCORES.” Swinging his arm directly to the screen next to him he watched all the numbers playing out and being calculated as it began to fill up a pie chart after 30 or so seconds of this it finally gave a few solid chunks and he announced the results for stage one.

<p class="MsoNormal">“THE VOTES HAVE BEEN TALLIED, WASPS ARE THE FIRST EVENT THEY WILL DIE.. I MEAN TRY TO OVERCOME! RELEASE ALL 100 OF THE BEE HIVES AROUND THE ARENA!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Once he gave the go ahead he pressed a button and from below the ground somewhat more inwards of everyone’s location small latches would rise from above the ground and each latch would place a single wasp hive but they were bigger than normal wasp hives each one was around 3 ft tall and housed around 500 wasps a pop and Queen’s included.

<p class="MsoNormal">Now the announcer would shout. “LET THEM LOOSE!” A chemical agent would begin flutter through the entire arena fairly quickly thanks to insane insulation and fans all around. Only needing a minute before it spread over every contestant. A strong gust would be shot up into the hives to agitate and drive them out and thanks to the heavy amount of pheromones that were pushed into the air and wasps do what wasps do and began to instantly follow all of the heavy traces. The sound of strong buzzing would begin to be heard into the air and eventually an ARMY OF WASPS would come towards each opponent in a large almost black cloud of 500 as for Hjorrant he got the special 1000 army.

<p class="MsoNormal">They would chase all over the arena if they weren’t dispatched by the person immediately or so well hidden they couldn’t follow the trace. But other way if someone was caught by it they’d effectively by stung and killed from overload of poison entering the blood stream while already weakened from drugs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“ISN’T THIS EVENT JUST THE BEES KNEES?” The crowd would all laugh but shortly after were on the edge of their seats waiting and watching with anxious excitement.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“THIS IS ONLY THE BEGINNING, WE HAVE MUCH MORE TO DO! PIRATE GAMES SHOW NO QUARTER FOR THE WICKED!!” Edited by Keruberosu 21:19, May 29, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">"<span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:16px;line-height:normal;text-align:center;">Denise sees the fleece,  <span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:16px;line-height:normal;text-align:center;">Denise sees the fleeeeez .... For fuck sake" Locke was still running tongue twisters over and over in a bid to wake himself up which was working pretty well, he just sucked at tongue twisters. The quest to find Hjorrant got significantly easier when the giant stood up making himself known to the whole arena. He took off at a jog in Hjorrant's direction, he figured most people weren't as reckless as he was and would be running away from the crew eating giant.

<span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:16px;line-height:normal;text-align:center;">By the time the announcer began to speak again Locke was pretty much beside Hjorrant, a good ten meters or more off to his right. "OI HJORRANT, RIGHT?. HEAR ME OUT BEFORE YOU EAT ME, I HAVE A PROPSITION" The announcement of bees cut him short and he frowned. Bees? What did that mean? His questions were answered by the loud buzzing that filled the air "Oh not good, very not good" He looked up at Hjorrant's lumbering ass "I'LL TELL YOU LATER, FOR NOW, TRY TO GET YOURSELF SUBMERGED IN SOMETHING, OR I DUNNO, SLAP EM OUT OF THE SKY, YOU'RE A BIG GUY AFTERALL. I'LL FIND YOU LATER" Locke took off at a dead sprint, following the stream until it branched off and led to a small pond that hadn't been drained yet thanks to being a break off of the main stream, it was quite a kin to a rock pool in some ways.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"><span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:16px;line-height:normal;text-align:center;">Even as Locke was nearing the pool the cloud of bees ... or wasps, some sorta loud annoying insect, was getting closer and closer, the buzzing sound drowning out all other sounds. He had numerous questions, was it safe? What was in the water? Was the water safe? "Fuck it" Locke dove into the water submerging himself completely he turned himself around in the water, it was very deep maybe a meter at most but if he kept himself horizontal he could stay submerged easily enough. It was a widley accepted term that if you were being attacked by wasps or bees you should jump in the water to deter them. He gripped a rocked lodged into the ground under water to keep himself from drifting deeper into the lake, making sure to stay close to the edge incase he needed to rush out of he water at a minutes notice. From time to time he would quickly raise his head to breath before submerging it once more. "Now I wait, how long did it take for bees to be deterred again?" 20:47, May 29, 2016 21:10, May 29, 2016 21:55, May 29, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Sera: Minutes passed after sara recovered fully from the drugs. Moving forward a lumbering heavy step turned into a trot to a full out sprint following the scents of others moving around heading outward to a thick brush. Once to the brush her feline instincts took over, lowering her body on all fours her fur protruded becoming tick and bristly like natural armor. Stalking quickly through the tall grass and bush sara headed fast and low to the ground keeping her scent down wind. Sniffing the ground and air she tracked close to fresh moving water. Twitching her lifting her ears she could hear the distant drone of flying insects. With a low rumbling growl she picked up her pace digging into the ground with her thick curved claws covering her entire self in layers of grass and soil for protection as she moved faster avoiding sticks and loud under brush she made her way past other contestants still loudly crashing through the woods and grasses. Lifting her head for a second she stares around with her bi-toned hues and sniffing the air. Sara's whiskers detect close movement and a change in wind current. Adjusting her trajectory she skulked silently watching a giant's silhouette in the distance. Thinking to herself she decided to shadow the large one contemplating the risks and securities it might offer to be near him, not to mention a possible kinsmen-ship with one is worth its weight.
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">It had been a couple of minutes before Morgan actually sat up and looked about. A forest. Alright. There would be some things that would work out in her favor for this. Wild herbs and vegetation would be able to be picked and used for various things. So all was not lost as of yet. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes moved over the vegetation and she began to smile seeing some of the plants and flowers that were in the immediate area. Though her motor skills were still a bit on the slower side, she was still able to think while she was slowly making her way towards a section of greenery that was all over. Mosses. Flowers. Plants. Leave it to the Marines to overlook things and make some things a bit easier on them. A standard forest is what they gave them to survive in. She could only smile and take a deep breath as she began looking over the plants more closely and began harvesting flowers, leaves, weeds and barks. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">However, the first of all these to be used was the peppermint that was found. Though she only needed a few leaves, she'd place them in her mouth and begin chewing to release the oils in the leaves before taking it from her mouth and rubbing it along her skin. She'd rub the leaves on her until there was just about nothing left. Not knowing the area, she didn't know what insects were there and this one herb was a natural insect repellant not just for mosquitoes and blackflies, but for larger insects as well like bees and wasps. They hated the stuff. She always wondered why but never really was brave enough to do an experiment with them. Not to mention the fact that it smelled good too. Into her pockets, she stuff the things she found from lavender and marigold to lemon balm and St. John's wort. Oh such the luck to find things that she would be able to take care of things for. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">When she finished, she'd stand up finally and take a look about her. However, that was a short lived moment of ease when she began to hear the buzzing that sounded like heavy machinery and see the dark cloud of insects that came towards her. This was going to be the true test of her knowledge. With the peppermint oil on her skin, she could only hope that the basic herbal remedies that she had learned over the years was true. If not. Well, it looked like she was going to be meeting her father sooner than she had hoped.
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Hjörrant looked off into the distance, a great forest before him. It almost looked natural, but the walls and all else around helped rid of this deception. Its serene, peaceful atmosphere too washing away as a slow but irritating noise could be heard off. A distinct hum, violent in frequency and growing ever louder from the giant's left side.

Looking over, Hjörrant made out a dark cloud approaching steadfast; only just now realizing that the speakers around had been saying something rather important regarding the first trial for these pirates. Perhaps a truly imposing one for those normal or somewhat intimidating even for a regular giant, but to Hjörrant this was an infinitessimal matter. Even as such, Hjörrant had a problem with this, because such things would deter any potential food from him. Chasen off, leaving Hjörrant to starve even more. This wasn't acceptable.

The black cloud was approaching steadfast and as it did, Hjörrant opened his mouth and began to draw in all of the air around him. One thing that came with this immense size was an equal set of lungs that was comparable or even greater than that of a grey whale's own. As such, a large amount of air could easily be brought into Hjörrant's being. The cloud of wasps drew ever closer, steadily approaching their own death. Hjörrant stopping his exasperated draw of breath when the cloud was just short of 40 ft. away from him. The giant pursed his lips and sudden a great, violent gust of wind spiralled from his mouth straight into the cloud of wasps.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Their frail, delicate bodies would most likely be sent flying off course and their paper-thin wings perhaps even shredded if hit by this strong torrent of wind. The impact and force of it all threatening to send this whole cloud dropping dead and/or incapacitated from the outburst of giant's breath. 22:16, May 29, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">

<p class="MsoNormal">+‘Size isn’t everything.’+ “So this must be the Hjorrant that the announcer spoke off.” Even with the distance between them Seven could clearly make out the tall giant form in the distance. “At least people can see him coming. For now… I think he’s best avoided. Doubt he’ll be too willing to lend a hand.”. Wrapping a hand around one side of the trunk and setting his feet against the other side, Seven slid down towards the ground, snapping through some thin branches in the process while holding his free arm in front of his face. He then jumped down the final two yard and with his bare, metal, feet he made landing with an audible thump, kicking up some dust in the process which showed thatt he had some weight to him.

<p class="MsoNormal">Opting to travel east, Seven took a long leap to jump over a stream. During said leap, he thought he saw something odd far away to his left, a black swarm or something, but due to his Optical zoom not working he had no way of finding out anything more. But as soon as he heard a loud buzzing, not in the distance but directly behind him, Seven was very well aware of what he had seen. “Bugs.”. And just like that he was surrounded by the creatures that were either aware of his steel body, or tried to stab him regardless only to break their stinger.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">It was quite a funny sight to behold as the pheromones caused the insects to continue and fly around him in a dense swarm, but he just didn’t care one bit and walked on smiling, talking to the wasps every now and then. “Hmm… maybe you guys can help lead me to the others.”. Seven would continue walking east hoping that perhaps the wasps around him would give up on his steel physique to instead seek a fleshier meal, in which case they’d lead the cyborg right to someone else who might need help. “At least we’ll have to co-operate. That’s our only way of getting out of this alive.”. Looking back over his shoulder, Seven could still see the faraway silhouette of the giant and sighed as he wondered whether such a guy could be cooperated with. Maybe the announcer was lying; maybe the giant had changed ways to become a better man. Whatever the case, Seven knew that sooner or later that Giant would most likely prove to be either the biggest ally or the biggest threat inside these Pirate Games. He just hoped no one would be silly enough to engage the titan alone and without good reason. 00:46, May 30, 2016 <p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"><span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:small;line-height:15.6px;">His frame light on its feet being careful not apply to much pressure to anyone given branch to cause it to snap. However unlike the othe contestants Ahab was wearing that of suit jacket or blazer to most. The pheromones mostly having sunk into that rather then that of his own skin aside from his hands hair and face. This prompted him to strip down to nothing but the red undershirt and black vest he wore. This would've merely led the swarm to the largest source of what scent remained and that in itself would've been his blazer. Had this proven sucessful Ahab would've been without the persacution of such pest. Edited by TheUrnsman 04:12, May 30, 2016 04:07, May 30, 2016 06:14, May 30, 2016 07:56, May 30, 2016
 * TheUrnsman <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Ahab would've still been bobbing his head letting out a brief sigh as the crowd of people began to thin out. In turn he'd begun to recite the words to that same song that had been bumping within his headphones. His fingers would've begun snapping catching the flow of the music with each motion. <span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:small;line-height:15.6px;">♫ The other night I watched the Oscars. And the roster of the only yellow men were all statues. We a quarter of the population. There’s a room of fuckin’ 1 percenters laughing at you. Fuck a bamboo ceiling, guess I gotta play the villain. ODB up at the Grammys on the mic. Like “Wu-Tang is for the children!” Bruce Jenner is woman. OJ was acquitted. Kim K is a hero. The sky is the limit, any minute now. They gonna let an Asian brotha’ get a lead role. Shots fired I'm a reload, never saw this side of Chino. He was always quiet keeping to himself. Never messed with anybody else. That's the Jonathan that we know.<span style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(34,34,34);font-family:arial,sans-serif;font-size:small;line-height:15.6px;">♫ Upon the end of this verse he would've already taken note that all those that were around when he had come to were in hiding. Something was most certainly afoot but in the moments that it became apparent Ahab let out a brief scoff. "Trying to ruin my jams already?" This phrase was soon followed by a brief sigh, in turn  Ahab merely darted off into the opposing end of the forest before taking to the tops of the trees.
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">As he was off in his own little sleeping state, flashbacks of his past rushed into his mind of pain and despair of all situations, his left ring finger with the wedding band on it began to twitch as his eyes snapped opened as he said "Maria!" His eyes took in the branch he was sitting on as well as the green ground under him while his eyes slouched half closed as he then sighed "Maria.." Uncrossing both his legs and arms, he then swung his right over to the left of the branch and hopped down and as his feet hit the ground, he stood up from a crouching position and walked back over to the chains he had "These could be useful for some things." he said while he picked them up and dragged them behind him and began walking back from where he came but went more towards his right than anything. In the distance though behind him, he heard the loud buzzing as he looked back only to see a black cloud coming after him as he said "WHA!?" Turning back to where he was heading, his legs stretching as long as they could and going up rather high as he yelled "GOTTA GO GOTTA GO GOTTA GO" multiple times as he ran from the cloud in the fastest speed he could. The loud buzzing was getting a bit closer than before and kept doing so as Sil saw a body of water ahead of him. Running at full speed still, he ran right towards the body of water and dropped he chains near the edge of the river as he dove in without thought as Sil was underwater now. Sighing in his head, he opened his eyes as he could look under the water and grabbed a rock close to the wall of the water and pulled himself close to it as he didn't know what could be in this water that could've been more dangerous than the fucking wasps or bees or whatever the fuck those big ass things were. With little time to do so, he would now and again put his head above the surface to catch a little air into his lung and did so frequently however, attempted to hold his breath as long as he could until when he went up, he could see the things were gone. If any were to kamikaze into the water for him, they'd only end up drowning and their wings not able to work due to him being under the water a bit more than merely at the surface. A lot of bees and wasps were known to drown almost instantly when submerged in water.
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">As the girl walked she listened to the silence, and wondered why all the animals had stopped making their normal noises. Finally coming close to the smell she had been following, she saw the male sleeping in a tree and was about to approach him when she was startled by his sudden cry for someone. Diving into a bush, she held herself completely still as she watched the male grab the chains and begin walking off to the right. Following him for several feet, still keeping herself hidden, she too heard the loud buzzing. Looking back the way they had come she noticed two swarms heading their way. Looking back at the male, she saw him take off in a run and followed suit. As they ran she made as little noise as possible, but a few bushed rustled and a couple twigs snapped in her haste. Seeing him heading for the body of water Luna knew she wouldn’t have time to get in the water before the wasps were upon them. She had caught the scent of the pheromones that now clung to her clothes and fur, making her think that this was the reason the insects were after them. Noticing the muddy bank of the body of water, she quickly dropped down and began to roll in the mud, effectively covering herself and possibly getting rid of the smell the wasps were attracted to. Just to be safe she dug down a few feet and buried herself in the mud, leaving only her nose and eyes free of the mud grave. Watching the wasps, she hoped that the mud would detour them. “This is weird, first we are all kidnapped and now they are sending bugs after us. I don’t understand this at all…” The Mink thought as her yellowish hazel eyes followed the swarm above the two in the water. “I wonder if the two hordes will attack each other? I think wasps are territorial, so maybe they will take care of each other for us?” She thought to herself as the inch thick layer of mud began to dry up little by little.
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">as Lydia walked towards the safe zone she hears a buzzing sound, looking around she had no clue what was happening untill the buzzing became louder and she saw a grey cloud comming to her when she takes a closer look she sees that the cloud are actualy bees. no bees dont look like that those are wasps fuck this game the girl turned around looking around her she notices a puddle of mud. quickly tieng her skirt so it coverd her legs like pants she runs to the puddle of mud and just lays down andc rolls to get her smell off of her. then she grabbed mud with her hands and rubbed a good layr over her exposed skin so the wasps couldnt sting her. her hair now a caramell and chocolat mixture due the mud she stands up and searches for something usefull. seing some stones she grabs a few and takes some dry moss and small twigs hitting the stones together trieng about 4 stones with no reaction. she was lucky the dry mud still acts as a shield against the stings, trieng the 5the stone a spark came and that was all she wanted to see.  she looked around grabbing a branch that was big enough and she could still carry easely she lays it with the stones before turning back to the mudpool ripping some skirt off and covering the now exposed skin with mud. she walks back to the stones and wraps the cloth around the top of the branch, she looks around and notices a tree dripping some treesap she feels lucky at the moments as she rubs the clothed tip over the treesap and then using the stones to light it. she now had fire and smoke as well as the stones and mud over her body she walks again with these new tools towards the hive on her way collecting drie leaves and mosses putting them on a branch with still leaves on it that she drags behind her. she had a small idea and hoped it would turn out good,finaly she hears a heavy buzzing and notices a huge hive about 30 feet away. she sneaks up to the hive placing the collected leaved braches, dry leaves and dry moss under it lighting it up with the 2 stones she found. the dried leaves and all smoking like hell. she runs off to the direction of the safe zone hoping the smoke confused the wasps long enough so they didnt notice her pass trough.
 * PrinceSerizawa (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W6pPRseuDbQ)

Stomping through the forest had been Bellamy in his hand had been a torched he created, sparking two rocks from earlier to cause a flame to hold the stick he held. His eyes scanned the view ahead of him such a beauty he thought to himself almost like back home if you scratch the terrible clothing and smell. Each step caused a loud crunching sound due to the leaves and sticks that laid on the ground below, his head began to ring as he slowly began to think over and over in his head about this so-called safe zone. ~Flashback~ “All right contestants, first pirate to find the area’s safe haven wins. You have 2 days before the area you are all in begins to flood and you will all drown to death. I wish you all bad luck and misfortune!” ~Flashback over~ //Alright Bell think. Safe heaven, maybe it's code.//

Soon as Bell begun to think of a way to find this so called safe heaven his eyes would then began to hear this loud buzing noise, turning his head slightly to the right his eyes then peeled opened in horror of what seemed to be bee's heading his way. "Oh..Fuck me!" Bellamy shouted out in his head before darting off using his free hand to knock any branches in his way as his right hand held the torched and that's when it hit him. "When there's smoke there is fire!" Breathing heavy Bellamy thought of something that could save him as he ran forward he tossed his torched behind him on a bush which soon caught fire, seconds later a rain of fire would take place behind him as he aimed to block the bee's passage his way the smoke from the fire would take admins really quickly leading anything to bust into flames causing a forest fire behind Bell. Oh how Smokey the bear would be ashamed of him now, if this had worked Bell wouldn't have stopped running as he darted ahead looking for this so called Safe heaven.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Alright, It seems I lost them. Now it's time to make a weapon!" Bell had said to himself stopping to take a short breath his eyes scanning the entire area he looked around grabbing another stick and a rock, as he began to walk he began to sharpen the edges of the stick with the rock. Aiming to sharpen this weapon looking for a vine if one was nearby thanks to all his training back home Bell wasn't the average noble no he was a warrior and a son of a Pirate, after all, a fate he couldn't escape. Edited by PrinceSerizawa 12:25, May 30, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and read

as AppleJack walked this endless route he would see a black swarm of insects. He know he smelled strange wich wasnt too his liking these wasps seemed extremely Aggressive plus the wind almost blew Jack of his feet.

He would run towards the stream thinking if I hide in the water they wont smell me and the strong scent would float of The Young cunning and beautifull charming Man. BUT the moment he wanted to jump in the stream suddenly went dry a bunch of water moved towards the north east side so he knew he was walking correctly but it did concern him whil he tried to make a bomb out of himself in the stream he would fall into a pool of mud instead of the fresh sweet water.

Seemingly the mud also did the job of keeping the wasps away from him he would walk more north But what catched his eyes was a new red light comming from the east while the wind was blowing from his right he was concerned this would mean massive death of the forrest and more important to him the APPLES that might have been there.

"SIGHS I really aint having my day today, But I must continue it might be dark in a few hours I have only 1 day and a few hours to get to safety.Let's see If I can make some friends cause we all know nothing can defeat the power of Friendship"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jack Mantograva would keep walking through the dried out stream that would split these two sections in half walking with a small curving to the Left so to the west side he thought he would walk correctly to the middle section wich was supposed to be safe. Edited by TheSilverPoet 16:14, May 30, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Ondine: After running for a couple minutes towards the centre, she used the stream to follow upwards to a possible large body of water. She was slightly tired from all this mess… So a good drink of fresh water seemed godly.

“Where are you going?…” As she reached what seemed like a pond she would notice a man flying into it. Submerging himself in the water. She wondered why the hell he did what he did… But with the sound of loud buzzing coming from her back side she turned to see a swam of wasps coming her way, causing her body to continuously step backwards to keep the safe distance. Ohh how Ondine hated the insect… In the year she came to land she was stung by one, remembering how she let out a girlish squeal; from that day she learned that using her voice  could easily disorient them. Breathing in she quickly let out a large squeal, letting out a extremely high pitched note using her diaphragm to increase the power in her voice. Having this massive sound travel to the swam.

Ondine’s voice control was out of this world, in fact this was very easy for her to manipulate her voice… It was not super sonic, just enough to stop the wasps and confuse their trail towards her. The higher the pitch she used the higher the frequency. Wasps and bees are similar in the way that they can feel frequency (sound waves), but if its strong enough like she was doing it would cause them to become lost and disoriented.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“SHIT!” Without noticing she was at the ledge of the pond the women fell into the water submerging her where she would be safe from the swam before they could possibly make it to her, using the water to mask her scent. Looking at her legs somewhat missing the tail she once had. Ondine sighed beneath the water, creating bubbles that rose to the surface. Although it was a mistake falling into the water, it would successfully keep her away from the wasps. It was also helpful as she was able to breath under water, this would allow her to wait out the wasps to leave. Looking around she would not forget about the male who dived in, making sure that if he came near her she was ready. 18:55, May 30, 2016
 * YasuHatake <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The announcement caused Marquise to look towards the sky once more, her crystal blue hues searching curiously. “Bees?” she questioned briefly before her eyes went wide, her skin crawling from the sudden feeling of something covering her skin. She hadn’t been certain at the time of what it was, but she assumed it had to be something to make whatever insects attack. Quickly, the female looked at her surroundings and traveled to a mucky area. Slowly, she walked into the mud, an agitated look on her face. The female’s hands quickly traveled to the back of her corset, untying it with ease. With one swift motion she threw it far into the forest and sank down into the mud, rolling in it. Luckily for her she wore a black tube top and bra beneath the corset. Marquise did this because the corset made it very hard to be flexible, in a situation like this being able to move quickly was important. Carefully she began to smear mud all over her body, in her hair, on her face. To get her back she laid down and rolled a few times to make sure she was covered in the muck. ‘How did I end up here?’ she questioned internally, her eyes rolling as she laid in the mud motionless. ‘You’d like murdering a man like him…would be a social justice, but I suppose not.’ Her crystal eyes shut tightly as she heard the sound of the wasps approach her. After a light inhale she held her breath and pressed her body to the floor, sinking into the mud just a bit more. ‘I’ve heard of mud baths but this is ridiculous.’

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">If the wasps had flown past her she’d slowly rise from the mud, grabbing her spear. The tall female would begin to collect various twigs and make up a pile. Once she had got a good amount she’d begin to make a fire. Marquise squatted in front of the collection of twigs, using two to start the fire. ‘Damn it come on.’ She thought as she began to roll the stick in her hand a bit more, her lips blowing gently. After a few moments she’d see a spark, and then the pile would catch on fire. Soon smoke began to drift into the air, this would be something else to keep the insects away from her. “Now what?” she questioned softly to herself as her hand adjusted the tube top. 20:46, May 30, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">“THE CONTESTANTS ARE HAVING A ROUGH TIME WITH THE BEE’S ARENT THEY? WELL TOO BAD WE DON’T GIVE THEM TIME TO REST CAN WE? ALRIGHTY FOLKS LETS MOVE DIRECTLY INTO STAGE TWO! MAKE SURE TO VOT E ON THE SCREEN FOR WHAT YOU WANT TO HAPPEN IN THE NEXT 5 MINUTES.  WOOOOO LETS ALL HAVE A GREAT WATCHING THIS SHANTY PIRATES SURVIVE THE STAGES!”

<p class="MsoNormal">1 minute passes

<p class="MsoNormal">2 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">3 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">All of the attempts to lose the wasps would be successful some more efficient than others and for some reason the remaining wasps would begin to flock away for some reason as if they were running and they each headed back to their hives. Once reaching back to the hives all of the collective 100 hives all began to make a resonating ticking sound before releasing a massive explosion that rung throughout the entire arena.

<p class="MsoNormal">Blowing up the entire tree line at the 10 mile mark outward towards the massive sea stone wall the concussive force and back lash moving at around 60mph so if the unprepared or unsuspecting would get caught in it they would be sent back fairly far and lose all the forward progress they had gained from earlier. As for the people inside the water the explosion would have the effect that doing a cannon ball into the pool would have and it would surely blow them out and upwards somewhat into the air.

<p class="MsoNormal">4 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">5 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">“ALLRIGHT FOLKS AND ALL THE VOTES ARE TALLIED AND READY TO GO! LETS SEE WHAT OUR WONDERFUL AUDIENCE VOTED NEXT!”

<p class="MsoNormal">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTyN-vvFIkE

<p class="MsoNormal">A small theme music would play over the head of the audience for a solid minute before now the shout caster now begin to speak again.

<p class="MsoNormal">“ALRIGHT LET LOOSE STAGE 2, FREEZE THEM OVER INTO THE NEXT LIFE!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Now the fan from earlier began to chug below freezing air from all around the arena quickly taking about 10 minutes to completely start to bring down the temperature. But the farther you were from the center the colder it would be for now. Eventually the lowest it would be once finally getting to everywhere was 26 Fahrenheit or -3 Celsius. They had to find shelter or make one quick. But luckily or unluckily depending on perception one of the contestants throwing of a torch in one of the adjacent forests were causing quite the ruckus and the explosion followed by the now mass oxygen/airflow coming from the fans only making it move faster and faster and destroy more forest. But eventually the cold air would stop it. Edited by Keruberosu 03:44, May 31, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">SARA: Sara's whiskers and fur bristled under the layers of drying mud and grass as she watched the flying insects make a hasty retreat. Lifting her ears straight in the air she stood feeling a chilling still in the air as the announcer called out. “ Oh hell...” she muttered before taking off on all fours racing through the thick brush. Panting the saber fanged feline dug her boots and claws in the air gaining more traction as she headed outward from her previous location.

'''BOOMMM !!! the cannon ball lands sending a mixture of water and mud into the air '''

letting out a loud yowl she ducks and buries her claws and feet into the ground then grips the ground while the wind created by the cannon ball. Closing her eyes she stayed low till it settled, a moment passed before she opened one eye and peered around quickly. Noticing the black plumes of burning debris in the distance emanating from one of the corners of forest reign. Turing her attention back toward the ball in the other direction she hissed in protest before taking off on all fours once again. Focusing her eyes forward she listened to the noises around her while she made her way up a outcropping of dense dark rock. Surveying the area once again she sniffed the air currents as they rapidly changed. Staring upward she used her whiskers to sense the change in barometric pressure. Climbing the rocks quickly Sara headed for the highest ground she could. Knowing hot air raises and cold air sunk she used her knowledge of pressures and temperature differences to the advantage.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Keeping the mud and grass coating on her body she knew the insulation would prove more useful than fussing over dirty fur. Making her way  to a large curved section of out cropping she dug deep into the mud adjacent to the rock she was climbing. Using pea pebble from rock crevasses she used it to line the bottom of the small burrow. Climbing in she tucks her tale against the side of her legs while she huddled down, staring out from the mouth of the burrow she watched the chaos unfurl knowing if others where smart enough to evade the cold they would travel up. 00:38, May 31, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The water was quite clear all things considered and wasn't too cold, Locke was able to keep a firm graps on the stone he held on to keep himself from drifting. The first few times he raised his head the wasps attempted to get him, some of them falling into the water where they became useless, by the third time however they seemed disinterested in him and began to drift off in another direction. After about three minutes the wasps seemed to leave the area Locke was in. He stood up in the water and stretched, the water reaching above his knees, he spent some time ringing the water from his hair. He took a step.

BOOM!!!

Locke staggered backwards from the shockwave, the fact he was still in water probably helped keep him from being thrown back like a ragdoll however he ended up being lifted up out of the water as the small lake heaved upwards. He guessed he was lifted a good meter or so off the ground before he came plummeting back down. He'd been launched forward slightly and landed with a heavy thud, he'd at least been able to brace himself as he landed to minimise the damage, though he'd have bruises on his arms and legs later, He stood slowly checking himself over. The next minute or so was spent ringing as much water form his clothing as possible, not a hard task, a few twists and bingo, only slightly damp clothes.

Centent with his lack of serious injuries and dryer clothing he looked around to get his bearings, he hadn't strayed too far from Hjorrant and could easily see the lumbering giant of the tree line. "Lets try again" He ran off in Hjorrant's direction this time making sure he was infront of the giant so he could be seen. Now for the hard part, he took a deep breath and yelled "OOOI HJORRANT" He was pretty sure he was pronouncing the name right, he'd only read it from his bounty poster afterall "HELP ME GET TO THE CENTER, AND I'LL HELP YOU ESCAPE" He could see Hjorrant looked rather starved, not surprising, Locke recalled that he had been given barely enough food, he doubted Hjorrant got barely enough for someone his size and if his epithet was anything to go by, well, he'd need more than prison food. "IF WE TEAM UP WE CAN GET OUT OF HERE, GET SOME REAL FOOD, TWELVE PEOPLE AREN'T GUNNA BE ENOUGH TO FILL YOU UP AND THEY'LL PROBABLY JUST KILL YA AT THE END ANYWAY" He was ready for Hjorrant lunge out at him so he made sure he was infront of the giant, alternating between running backwards and running normally.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Was it getting colder? The upside to being drenched was that he'd feel the sudden change in temperature a lot easier than others, it also meant he could get colder quickly. He'd need to warm himself up if he wanted to survive, as he stood and waited for Hjorrant's reaction he began to jog on the spot, shaking his arms in the process to warm himself up, a good tactic, something he'd learnt a while ago in his studies, while it did gradually exhaust his energy it was better than feezing. As each moment past he could feel it getting colder, there was smoke rising from a distance, while it would be warm there, a forest fire was dangerous, if the fire didn't kill you the smoke inhalation would. He looked back up at Hjorrant and yelled again, his voice tended to carry pretty well "YO, LETS MOVE TOWARDS THE CENTER, I WANNA TAKE A GAMBLE THAT IT'LL BE WARMER THERE, A WAY FOR THE MASTERMINDS TO FORCE US ALL TO GATHER IN ONE PLACE" He needed a way to convince Hjorrant "THERE WILL BE PEOPLE TO EAT, AND I BET ANY ANIMALS WILL HEAD THAT WAY" Locke had a single thought in his mind at this state "Please don't eat me, Please don't eat me" 03:58, May 31, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The buzzing had begun to subside as she looked about her and let the breath that she was holding escape and she closed her eyes. After she opened her eyes once more, she walked back to where she had been dropped and looked about where she was at the current moment. Now that she had her senses about her once more, she looked to the wall then turned to face directly in front of her. "Alright. If this is where the wall is, the center is that way." She said to herself as she began to walk towards where she believed to be the center.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">As she made her way through the forest she heard the explosion and covered her ears as she dropped flat on to the ground with her arms now going over her head to shield herself as much as she possibly could not knowing where the explosion was coming from. She felt the shock wave wind as it moved through the trees and heard the trees move and snap from behind her. The ground around her vibrated a bit with the thud of large branches falling to the ground. When it was over or for what she thought was over, she uncovered her head and once more looked around. Slowly, she stood and began once more walking towards where she believed the center of this place was.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The downed tree branches and debris that were around her was enough to make her question just how bad things were going to be. But this was not the only thing that had come to her thoughts. Steadily it was beginning to get cold. "This is not a good sign.." She said to herself as she began to look about a bit more. Further in front of her, she found a large tree with some thick brush near it and began to pull branches from the ground around her and place them up together.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">After the 10 minutes of her gathering downed branches, she felt the temperature just about drop and caused her to shiver while she was weaving the branches together to make some sort of shelter for her however she was beginning to feel the cold sink into her fingertips. Once she had finished weaving the branches together, she crawled into the makeshift shelter that she had made with her legs pulled up towards her chest as she moved the branches around her. She'd place her hands between her stomach and legs letting the core of her body heat her fingers once more. What else was going to be thrown at them? She was beginning to wonder if she really wanted to know. 04:35, May 31, 2016
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Hjörrant simply watched as the swarm before him was blown back into the forest and torn apart by the vicious winds created by the giant. The behemoth simply rested there for a moment, serenity returning to this artificial forest, but not for long. A thundering clap made even Hjörrant's ears ring, all else silenced in its deafening awake. Just some way ahead great explosions that even were large for the colossal giant himself, chunks of earth and broken trees were tossed in the air and then sent flying towards where Hjörrant and many others had come from

The Gluttonous closed his eyes and held his free arm over his face, protecting it from much of the large debris that flew pass him and flattened out some of the treeline around him from the winds themselves. Unlike these small, pathetic trees and other things that stood around Hjörrant: He weighed literally 40 tons or so. The majority of his body already rooted to the ground as he had been crouching low to the earth, right hand dug into the ground. To him, this was just a strong breeze whereas it was almost like that of a hurricane for others. All in all, the explosion didn't bother the Gluttonous; he wasn't moved and his being remained mostly unscathed from the slight debris that knocked into him but quickly went elsewhere as the wild wind commanded so.

An eerie silence drew as the deafening winds continued to blow back all those 10 miles, the winds simply dissipating from Hjörrant's awareness. Thinking on what all had been happening, Hjörrant now easily understood that this place would be no serene forest where he could catch peace in hunting prey; no, this truly was the orhcestrators of this event doing their best to simply kill and maim the pirates within. It almost begged a sort of pity for those of lesser size, and ultimately strength, of Hjörrant. However, Hjörrant felt no such regard towards anything; much less complete strangers he had never heard or met before.

Things began to grow cold... noticeably, not that Hjörrant would feel it but he could notice the change in temperature as quickly his own breath began to show. This would be best said a predicament for those of smaller size, and for good reason. Bergmann's Rule was what was keeping Hjörrant warm and cozy just as he had been before, his surface area-to-volume ratio was much, much greater than those of the humans and for perhaps any other creature in the seas. This helped him easily maintain all of his body warmth and maintain a steady stream of thought, considering the potentiality that there was simply no winning this game. Then, as Hjorrant's right hand took itself back from the Earth: A faint voice began to speak out.

There was nothing else to hear, all of the animals of the forest having fallen silent aftr the explosion. Hjörrant looked down to notice a human below him. It spoke of a deal, a proposition to help escape this place. Hjörrant knew he'd be here for a slight bit so he fell back and rested on his haunches. His dead eyes observed this Locke character, Hjörrant's hands out front while he watched the human to begin breaking into a jog. This Locke person appeared to have brains at least, he understood they would probably all be killed anyway; as for going to the middle to get warm he couldn't understand the context from which it came but perhaps the human knew more of this than Hjörrant knew. At the same time though, the giant did understand that if this human knew more; he knew only so much more than what the Gluttonous already had in his thoughts.

Hjörrant ripped his left hand from its previous spot, darting straight towards Locke before the hand closed in on his presumed location. Not completely, but only so that his index fingers and thumbs would wrap around Locke's being to grab onto a mixture of his shirt's collar and his hair. From there, if Hjörrant's attempt to grab Locke was successful then he'd lift the small thing to eye-level.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Whether or not Locke was picked up from the ground, Hjörrant would respond in a booming voice, "You are probably right about many things, Locke. We probably will die if we stay here, mown down as the Marines bring in their best to try and take down the Colossus, Hjörrant," the Gluttonous laughed sharply before continuing, "It's obvious I need to escape if I wish to continue on with my life. But the question is, who says I need you? What can you do that would benefit me? Why shouldn't I just eat you right now?" Edited by Kurasake 05:31, May 31, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">walking further towards the centre of the dome a sudden a explosion happens where the hive was. the hive being behind her the blast send her forward abit making her fall face first on the ground she notices some trees falling from the blast and scurries up to run forward so she wouldnt get cruched by them. finaly she stops running and looks around seing the damage."glad i moved when i can, stupid marines and theyre games."

she runs forward towards the safe zone till she notices something and stops. she wasnt imagening it, it became colder. looking around she notices the forest fire that started to heat up more before seeming to die out meaning she needed something to keep her warmer.looking around she notices three things.

firstly: she was still coverd in mud wich protected her skin from the cold a bit. secondly: there was a lot of moss where she was standing. and thirdly, there was a little spot next to her with long grasses. putting two +two togeter she came up with a plan grabbing as much long grass as she needed she ties the grasses together to form different pieces of rope, then grabbing mosses she ties the mosses with the grass ropes around her legs then waist and belly, after that chest and back, and lastly shoulders and arms.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">now having her own warm moss clothing over the dry mud. the temprature became cold but not so cold it could kill her. she keeps walking putting her hands in two patches off moss tied to her waist. she walks not really botherd by the cold thinking she is making some good progress in getting to the safe zone this way. 09:04, May 31, 2016
 * PrinceSerizawa <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">It had been Bellamy wrapping a piece of his shirt around his spear it took him a while to get it as sharp as it was now, placing it around him by tieing the cloth around him keep it behind him. He slowly walked ahead before hearing a loud ring not understanding what it was Bell kind of thought the worst part was over due to the buzzing sounds of the bee's now leaving it became quite a bit two quite for Bell's taste. Trying not to think of it Bell also had looked behind him to notice the fire he started soon began to spread behind him moving forward now the Noble didn't think of how it could affect him till it was too late.

The sounds of an explosion hitting the area soon cause the whole ground to shake benath Bell's very feet before what came next was a little much worst for Bell. The force of the explosion had sent Bell flying back heavily but not as far back through the flames before it had gotten serious, but the worst wasn't over behind jerked back Bell back had slammed against a tree trunk knocking him out cold for a six min. "Agh..What's going on." Bell begun to say smelling the burnt wood around him his eyes would've opened to flames gusting around him, his back hurting like hell it almost made Bell wanna throw in the towel but there was no doing this here. Quickly moving to his two feet, before hearing. :“ALRIGHT LET LOOSE STAGE 2, FREEZE THEM OVER INTO THE NEXT LIFE!:
 * BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*

Bell: Stage 2? What the hell is this a video game?

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Looking around the flames Bell was forced to find a new route as the way he was going before was blocked by the gusty flames forcing him to go west instead of north. Just hearing the male got Bell worried, "Freeze?" Using the cloth from before which held the spear to his back he wrapped it around the back of his spear allowing it to catch fire. He began to move and move until he found a cave he didn;t think twice he wanted to start a nice settlement till the next stage started. 11:13, May 31, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and read

Jack had just walked past the woods to his right side about an feet or 30 away from it he heared a big BOOOM. a shockwave pushed him more east on the dried out stream falling again with his face in a mud pool. His pretty face and hair where now covered in mud.

The a voice could be heared  again. "ALRIGHT LET LOOSE STAGE 2, FREEZE THEM OVER INTO THE NEXT LIFE!" Jack looked around seeing the big fire started by the participant that was somewhere on his west side. "atleast the heat of that fire keeps me warm"as he looked at it the cold freezing wind went over his bones it was like a ghost decided to hug him. making the forrest fire nothing more then a field full of small embers. Jack decided it would be smart for him to make a torch to keep him warmth. grabbing a stick he would try to make it flame by the embers. but the wind was too strong for it to keep burning the mud on his body was sticky and dried up from the cold wind keeping Jacks body's heat inside this caccoon of mud he decided to throw some embers on the mud keeping it even warmer but making it harder to move.

he would keep walking with the dried out stream seeing a big figure on the horizon he would turn to the right walking more towards the middle of this sphere. this movement would take about half a day having half a day left to reach this middle point or he would drown. seeing the middle of this sphere he would walk more confidentally but the hardened mud made it more difficult to move if he would run the mud would fall off and he would be cold. if he didnt he might not make it in time.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Jack decided to run for it seeing the middle point of this sphere or also known as the safe zone comming closer from the horizon. 11:35, May 31, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The times Sil did stick his head up above the water for air, some wasps attempted to strike at him however, he dived back down quick enough to make their attempts useless to the water, a wasps ultimate enemy other than a knife that could be thrown, at least in Sil's case. Keeping his eyes opened underwater, he was able to see a bit as he looked at the rocks that he was holding onto and notice a few that were loose. Using his free hand, he would begin to search through them with his limited air capacity and rather quickly, or as quick as he could underwater and found a single sharp rock. When he looked back up to the surface of the water, he didn't see the wasps there which only gave him the idea that he had lost them finally and gripped the rock he found and pulled it to him completely. It wasn't the sharpest like the knives of a kitchen or a smith he was used to but it could work for killing, just not throwing. Lifting his head up a bit from the water, he noticed that the wasps were actually gone as he only sighed and then lifted himself up a bit until he came to complete eye level with the muddy bank to the body of water he was in as he saw a nose and eyes seemingly coming out. Was he going mad from not having much booze as of lately. Speaking out, he saw "Oi, what are yo-" He was interrupted by the loud explosion as the hives exploded along the arena outwards. Not only that, he would be then shot out of the water as the same time as he was sent flying back to the wall and ended up smashing into it with the side of his face planting on the glass and in a full spread eagle. The crowd on the other side in front of him would probably be laughing but he couldn't see them, didn't know about them or heard them.

Slowly, his body began to unsuction from the wall as he slid from it and he was only saying the entire way down "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww." As he reached the bottom, his body fell back as a small squeak left his lungs and he then laid there, looking up to the sky which was only a ceiling and thought about his life choices. It was painful to even move from the momentum he was tossed in and then also slamming into the wall, FUCKIN HURTS LIKE HELL MATE. Pushing himself up with wobbly arms as his senses were coming back to him, his ears were still ringing as he shook his head a bit, his wet hair only going all over the place as he stood up and checked himself out. Nothing broken or sprained, nothing too serious except for a massive headache now and constant pain all over his body. Sighing, he turned around to only see the water he came from in the distance. If the thing he saw was real and came out by that time, he'd only see it was a...dog? human with fur? what the fuck? Shaking his head a bit more, he began to ring out his clothing and hair as much as he could while he walked towards the thing or at least the water. If it had come out, he'd noticed it was one of the minks that was here, the dog one at that. Keeping a displeasured face from the pain he was caused, he would look to the muddy thing as he said "Oi oi oi. You're a dog mink, correct?" He didn't mean it in an offensive way, he was just in pain as he then squinted behind his pitch black circular sunglasses that were a bit crooked as he then held the rock tightly in his right hand. Turning to the right, he said while his head motioned that way "Lets get going."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Due to him being damp though, he was feeling the cold air closing in on him and wrapping around him as he began to shiver lightly. If the female mink were to follow him, he only then said "It's getting colder." Thinking for a moment, he would grab the mink as he cradled the female in his arms, in front of him, she was muddy but she had a better core heat than humans did due to her bloodline. If she didn't follow him or let him pick her up, he'd only then begin to break into a painful jog. Either way, it was going to be filled with pain for him. Going to the end of the body of water and then going right, he knew at least enough that he was working his way away from the wall he started at, mink or not but he didn't know exactly what he was looking for but he did know one thing for sure though, the cyborg or the giant would be one of the two he wanted to meet up with. If the acceptance of the Gods of Drink were on his side, he'd be making his way towards one or the other, alone or with the mink. If with the mink, he'd be cradling her close to share her body heat with his, if not then he'd hope his own generating body heat from the jog would be enough to work through until the heat would come back, if it did. 19:01, May 31, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Before the wasps had brought him to another captive, Seven saw the buzzing insects fly off to a different direction as where he followed them to earlier. “Could somebody be close?”. He wondered, assuming that the wasps were flying off to a tasty meal which would mean a possible ally in need of help.  Not wanting to leave anything to chance our Cyborg set out after the wasps in a quick jog. His screeching joints were in clear need of some oil as he ran on and lowered his torso in his strides as he began to sprint. His open hands, held perfectly flat, swung back and forth in a rhythm that continued to build up until the moment where Seven saw himself run towards a cliff and came to a hasty, grinding, halt before tumbling down a steep hill filled with trees.

<p class="MsoNormal">Looking back over his shoulder he could see his deep footsteps, some broken twigs, but there was nothing else out of the ordinary. Then, looking dead ahead again, he also didn’t spot anything that stood out and thus carefully made his way sliding down the hill. He used his hands to latch onto thick branches every now and then to prevent himself from losing his footing but as luck would have it Seven slipped through some mud and tumbled down before being picked up the ground like a feather.

<p class="MsoNormal">But what could do such a thing? After all, Seven was quite the heavyweight despite his lean build. Picking him up like a ragdoll shouldn’t be so easy but still he was seen launched up and back by a massive shockwave that spread over the island. The violent sound of trees being ripped from the ground, the debris filling the air, it was all pure chaos. Yet even so, Seven only had a smile on his face because he was excited and driven by the need to move forward and help. “That’s enough.”. He said as he stopped his feet down against the side of an oak tree to prevent himself from being slung back any further by the passing shockwave. But he wasn’t out of harm’s way yet as seen when he looked up at a plethora of trees and rocks flying at him with immense force behind them.

<p class="MsoNormal">“How are my legs?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Artificial female voice: ~Leg segments fully operational at 75% capacity. More power can be diverted into the Leg Segments but it will drain the Power Core at an accelerated rate.~

<p class="MsoNormal">“75% is fine.”. Seven flashed a cheeky smirk. “It’ll have to do.”

<p class="MsoNormal">And with that he shot off like a gunshot, although not at such immense velocity, he still went fast… really fast. First off he jumped straight through a smaller tree before being surrounded by rocks that he dashed in between like a ping pong ball before being hit in the arm by a broken rock fragment that audibly clanked against the metal before some smoke was seen escaping the right elbow joint and some sparks began to dance around it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Damage sustained?”

<p class="MsoNormal">~Right arm suffered internal concussive da-~

<p class="MsoNormal">“How much!!!?’

<p class="MsoNormal">~60% Damage to right arm.~

<p class="MsoNormal">Frowning, Seven instead used his  left arm to punch through several more pieces of debris that came his way before finally raising both arms in an X-shaped guard as he ran through the final chaos, bits and pieces bouncing off of his form, and finally he came to a stop with the previous wave of devastation having left its mark all around him; as seen by nearly all wildlife in sight having been torn from the ground or ripped apart. He felt a sense of grief for such a beautiful place needlesly being destroyed as he clambered over fallen trunks and on for a minute or two... and that’s when it hit. The extreme cold. He felt it as soon as he tried to take another step. The croaking of his joins, the increasing difficulty of even the most minimal movement. He was slowly beginning to freeze and the effects were much more severe on him than they’d be on a normal human, even if he was quite close to the center where it was warmer than closer to the wall, due to his metal body parts; also, Seven’s body temperature is naturally lower than that of a human.

<p class="MsoNormal">His body was now wrapped in a light mist of cold as he walked on at an extremely slow pace while shivering and blowing into his hands as if it would help. And that’s when he remembered something. “Fire.exe….”. Then, suddenly, his hands began to glow, emitting a bright and warm energy. For a moment he felt the heat return to him but then, out of nowhere, the energy shot off his hands and hit a nearby bush that caught on fire, much to his surprise. “What the heck just happened?”. The Cyborg looked at his own hands, somewhat in awe, meanwhile instinctively staggering over to the fire and sitting by it to keep as warm as possible while the weather around him got colder with each passing second. “Why am I a mystery to myself?” He sighed and shook his head before then standing up and gazing to the direction where the wasps flew back to, and where the explosion came from. “I can’t be selfish right now. If there are humans here there’s no way they got out of all that unscathed unless they pooped in the face of logic. But logic will come back to bite their arses like in that one fantasy novel I read about these ninja like warriors fighting and dying in a desert city.”.

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 * TheUrnsman <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">In the wake of the subsequent explosion delivered via the hives of seemingly merciless insects Ahab was still amongst  the tree tops and with that he would've been able to see the shockwave coming before it even reached him. His physique still bounding from the trees that remained. Those trees that managed to catch the brunt of the blast were topple and with that they provided a clear view of what laid in wait for him. The moment the blast had reached his position toppling what trees remained around him one could see Ahab standing about the ground his arms crossed in front of his face to shield from what dust and soil had been kicked up. The shockwave itself had only managed to push him back a few feet. His nice dress shoes catching the earth to give him a fair amount of footing to stand his ground.

However if one were to flash back to the moments Ahab was being chased they would find that Ahab had reliquished his blazer to the wind only to have it returned to him. This was merely in thanks to that very same shockwave that managed to topple the trees. This would've provided more than enough warmth for him in the wake of the arena's temperature dropping. Although his previous constant motion provided more than enough his blood to flow throughout his body to provide heat. Ahab could soon be seen buttoning up his blazer and adjusting his tie and stuffing his hands within his pockets to keep them just as warm as the rest of his physique.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">In time amongst the forest fire that'd been burning it was coming to an end the sheer cold causing it to calm down and subside. Ahab would've already been on his way making his way to the center of the arena or what he hoped was the center. 20:23, May 31, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">As the wasps retreated, Luna lifted her head a bit more, and didn’t notice the man she had been following looking at her from the water until he called out. Turning her head to look at him, she was surprised when he was cut off by the shock wave and blast in the water. Being dug into the ground as she was, Luna was only pushed through the mud on to dry dirt for several seconds, before she was stopped by a bush. She had watched the male as he got thrown against the wall, and flinched, thinking “That had to hurt.” Once the wave of wind had passed, she stood and shook herself off, much like a dog shakes off water. Ringing out her hair, she took stock of herself, and found she wasn’t hurt, just tired. Having to run from the wasps and dig in the ground, even though it was soft, had used up a fair amount of her energy. Looking back in the direction the male had been thrown she noticed him heading back towards her. So she decided to wait where she was.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">When he finally reached her he asked if she was a dog mink. Nodding her head she then said, “I am Luna, who are you?” then she began to follow him, picking off pieces of dried mud from her fur. They walked in silence for several minutes, when the male said it was getting cold. The mink girl had noticed the steady drop in temperature, but wasn’t bother by it, seeing as her body was completely covered in fur, which kept her warm. Then the male had picked her up. Gasping at the sudden contact, she stayed still, not wanting to be dropped. She figured he was carrying her to use her as a “hot water bottle” of sorts, and was actually grateful for the time to conserve her energy. She snuggled as close as she could, doing her best to share her body heat, as they set off towards the center of this place. Closing her eyes for a few moments, she simply enjoyed the ride and appreciated the males strength, as she knew she wasn’t light, yet this man seemed to be carrying her with relative ease. 22:35, May 31, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Marquise: Marquise had successfully avoided the horde of wasps, the mud bath she gave herself masking the smell of pheromones. As she raised up from the mud she would see them flying off in the direction they came. Marquise would begin to gather twigs and leaves of the sort. It was only a few minutes before there was a huge bang followed by concussive force strong enough to tear smaller trees from their roots. Marquise would be lifted off the ground and sent hurtling back a good ten meters before colliding with a large tree. The force of impact was enough to render the woman momentarily unconcious as she slumped to the ground in a heap. Thankfully the thick layer of mud would help contain her body heat as the temperatures droped

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">(You can wake up next post) 00:23, June 1, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">From underneath the water, Ondine would watch as after about 3 minutes the wasps seemed to leave into another direction. So the mermaid slowly lifted her eyes above water, scanning the area briefly before a loud “BOOM” went off in the area. There was a bunch of explosions going off in different areas, making a large outwards shock wave to throw her out of the water about 2 metres high over the male who was also forced out of the pound as well. Hitting the ground hard the female coughed out from the pain. She had fell on her stomach, winding her slightly but she forced herself up with the pain. Accessing herself she realized that she had a couple cuts on her stomach and legs. Nothing too severe, but they did sting. “I have to push through!” she groaned to herself surprised the man in the  pond had not noticed her… But that might have been better as she had no idea who he was in the first place or if he was willing to team up.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">These people truly had no mercy, there was no breaks in this game. It was one hit after the other and it began to make her think they were working so hard for them not to get to the centre. One thing was for sure, they had placed a fighter in the ring; Ondine was not going to give up. Not now.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Dusting herself off she could feel the temperature of the atmosphere decreasing, it was no longer a warm breeze to comfort her. However it would not shake the Mermaid, the temperature was not too bad… Living in deeps parts of the ocean obviously allowed her to adapt to cold temperatures so this was a pinch for Ondine. It would not be enough to kill the woman.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">‘What now… Shelter… Food. But first get to the centre point. Gulped a bit of water in the pond so Im not thirsty’ thinking to herself the women decided it was time to test her theory and see if there was a way up this place. But before that she would look for some sharp rocks in the pond, taking a long someone sturdy branch form a tree. Hooking it to her waistline, where she would continue on her run, away from the area the man was going in… As she heard him calling out to the giants name. There was no way she would go near that giant, she would not risk him turning her into a seafood platter.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">So she made her way opposite of them, running to where she believed was the middle where it was so called the safe area. Making sure to be extra careful of where she stepped and what was around her, also avoiding the forest fires until they would be extinguished. It seemed the running was keeping her blood and heart pumping, in turn keeping her body warm. Hoping she would soon make it to the safe zone after running the pace and time she was. 01:25, June 1, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">Everyone had seemed to narrowly survive the massive explosion but that would be the literal lowest on the list of the worries that were incoming. The temperature would continue to lower now going from where it was currently in the higher twenties to -30 Fahrenheit or -34 Celsius the fans constantly pumping the cold air in and now fans that were more towards the center now began to push outwards against the wall. Making both air currents smash against one another meaning it would get rather intensely cold pretty soon. No humanoid could last very long in these conditions no matter of what they had on them even having mud or such thing would make them even colder. Nor would running help much either.

<p class="MsoNormal">“BRRRR! LOOKS SUPER COLD IN THERE, MAYBE THEY’LL FREEZE BEFORE ANY OF THE USELESS PIRATES MAKE IT TO THE SAFE AREA. ALRIGHTY EVERYONE TIME FOR STAGE 3, LET’S SEE YOUR VOTES NOW!”

<p class="MsoNormal">5 minutes would pass

<p class="MsoNormal">4 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">3 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">2 minutes pass

<p class="MsoNormal">The fans continued to below during this time and lowered it once again -32 Fahrenheit or -36 Celsius. If you were too close to the wall it would affect you more or if you were coming more inwards of the entire dome it would affect the people more as well. Overall it wasn’t looking good for the normal people of the situation.

<p class="MsoNormal">1 minute would pass.

<p class="MsoNormal">“THE VOTES ARE ONCE AGAIN ALL IN AND TALLIED UP! LETS SEE WHAT THE GOOD PEOPLE HAVE VOT.” He wanted to finish talking but from the revolving glass one of the Contestants would smack against it with an ugly face I might add.

<p class="MsoNormal">“WHAT AN UGLY MUG ON SIL BY GOD, NO WONDER HES A PIRATE HE COULDN’T BE SUCCESSFUL IN ANYTHING. NOW LIKE I WAS SAYING ONTO STAGE 3 THE PEOPLE HAVE VOTED FOR---“

<p class="MsoNormal">KERRRRSMASSSHHHHHHH

<p class="MsoNormal">“NANI?!?!”

<p class="MsoNormal">A explosion would appear from behind Hjorrant’s wall area cracking the arena straight open and allowing the beaming light to flow in and for the normal sea smell and air to begin to slowly creep in and enter. A squadron of 15 men all wearing a coat with a dragonfly on the bicep area would being to speak through a mic. It seems they have hacked the comm. System of the arena and began to speak. “ARENA CONTESTANTS THERE IS A DEVIL FRUIT IN THE MIDDLE, HURRY AND TAKE IT. THEN COME TO THE GIANT AND ESCAPE YOU ONLY HAVE ONE CHANCE HUUR---“ Before their speaking could be finished the comm. Was retaken by the world government men and the squadron would leave the area hole which they destroyed and disappeared into the real world for now.

<p class="MsoNormal">“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WHO ARE THESE PEOPLE? WHAT CREATED THAT HOLE IN THE WALL, I APOLOGIZE TO THE WHOLE AUDIENCE WE SEEM TO BE EXPERINCEING SOME.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“OI BASTARD SHUT UP AND GET OFF THE FUCKING MIC THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.”

<p class="MsoNormal">A CP9 official would come in and smash the commlinks. “THE MARINES ARE GETTING ATTACK OUTSIDE YOU NUMBSKULL WE JUST GOT REPORTS OF A SURPRISE ATTACK, EVACUATE ALL THE NOBLES AND GET THEM OUT NOW!”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Y-y-yes sir!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Everything was happening so fast and it was all a haze but the man began to run into the audience seating areas and began to trying to convince them to escape while they could.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">All the pirates only had one shot. Make it count. Edited by Keruberosu 03:28, June 1, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Locke was on guard when confronting Hjorrant as should be expected with all things considered. So when Hjorrant reached out he feared the worse, but what could he do? He at least decided he would die running like a coward; no he’d walked into his death so he’d accept it. The ground left his fet, was this what death looked like. He looked around only to have his eyes lock with Hjorrants. Oh … He wasn’t dead, simply being manhandled by a 50ft giant. Today was proving to be interesting.

<p class="MsoNormal">Hjorrant raised a good point. Why was Locke needed, the red haired noble pirate cleared his throat. Time to shine. “There are numerous reasons why eating me is not in your best interest. For starters, I’ve been imprisoned just as long, maybe even longer than you have, I have not been fed enough and thus am lacking a bit on the meat side. Now, you have also been starved, no doubt your stomach is ready to eat itself. If you ate me now, you would not get anywhere near enough nutrients or satisfaction. Instead you’d only get hungrier and hungrier than you are now. Like chewing gum when you are hungry” He nodded to himself. Good enough argument. “Secondly. You’ll escape, and then what? You’ll force people to join you? While that will work it won’t be the best situation. I however, am offering to follow you of my own free will, I’ll be more inclined to follow your orders, hell I’ll do them 3x a well as a crew member that’s been forced to work for ya. Thirdly, I’m an educated man, I know a vast majority of things and I’ve been a pirate for a few years. And lastly. Let’s be real, I’m probably more charismatic than you are, no offence, I probably have more chance of convincing some of these other contestants to join your new crew on their own free will than you do.”

<p class="MsoNormal">The arena was getting colder, colder than he could handle and he could feel his lips and fingers becoming numb overtime. Not Good. Just as he was about to pipe up the wall exploded near their position. Something he did not expect and actually caught him off guard. At least from where they were the area would gradually warm up, not to something suitable but at least something bearable. The smell of sea salt and ocean air was a welcome smell. And then the announcement came.

<p class="MsoNormal">A god damned Devil Fruit.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Locke looked back at Hjorrant, the giant would see a glint of determination in his eyes. “Hjorrant. I want that Devil Fruit. Let me ask of you, one thing. Get me to the center so I can eat that fruit. And I will follow you to the ocean’s hell. I’ll help you tear apart the Marine’s bastion so you can feast like a damned king of the seas. Just help me get that fruit. ” He was determined; this whole time that they spoke he had not once shown a shred of fear despite his circumstances, maybe this was because he was genuinely fearless … that or he was an idiot, one of the two, maybe both. The only noticeable change in his demeanor was that he occasionally shivered though he seemed like he was trying his hardest to not be cold. “Think warm thoughts, think warm thoughts” 06:08, June 1, 2016
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">"You've promised your life to me, yet you make a false presumption to that which you're indebted to. If I were any smaller, I'd take those toes of yours and grind them between my teeth, but if I tried to take even a nibble from you: I would take your life with me. For all I care in regards for a maggot such as you, you will bring me more meat than what is on your bones."

That is when some ways off, the wall far behind Hjörrant's back cracked before exploding violently. The announcement came, and then Locke was blaring into his ears once again.

"I save your life, and you wish to add more debt upon it? You will serve greatly as a maggot for me in the afterlife, for sure. Hold on for your life, otherwise you'll be flung into a painful death."

Hjörrant brought his hand around back before setting Locke onto the back of his cowl from where he could hang onto one of the large folds. Hjörrant bore down with both foot and hand to the ground; rearing up before suddenly he began to rip across the forest in bounds and leaps: Tearing up the ground and turf like it was the loose dust of a trackfield.

Given Hjörrant's immense size and the immense force and effort he was putting into to hurl himself ahead; it would take only a matter of a few minutes until Hjörrant came to a messy halt just before the open center where the devil fruit would be. As the Gluttonous stopped, he whipped a hand around to where he thought he remembered putting Locke before. As quickly as he could, only hoping Locke was on his hand: He brought his hand down to the ground before screaming, "Hurry up, grub! Otherwise I'll leave you here myself!"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">If Locke didn't find the fruit and get it and/or eat it, Hjörrant would begin charging back to the wall and charge through it in search of escape. Time was of the essence, and a new chance at life was presented before the giant who was relatively sure that this may have been the end if not for this strange circumstance presented before him. 06:41, June 1, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jack would hear the deep and masculine voice after the new section of tormenting began. his body almost froze over almost at the "safe spot" or middle of the sphere he changed his strategy."I'm gonna run, I dont care about this fruit thingy It doesnt sound like an apple and I don't want to sell my soul to the devil just yet" He made a 180 turn and as he shook off the mud with embers that where keeping him warm he decided the quickest way to the giants wall was to follow that dried out stream he was first walking in. Running as fast as he could frostbite started on his toes and fingers while he was halfway down the stream.

"Why do they hate us so freackinngggggg muccchhhhh" He said while bibbering with his teeth on eachother. He ran as fast as he could. as he saw the big monstrosity of a man standing together with another much smaller guy between him and the way out. He would run towards  it yelling  "'''YOU GUYS CAN HAVE THAT FREAKING FRUIT I'M OUT OF HERE AND I'M GONNA MAKE THE BIGGEST STEAK I EVER MADE AND EAT THAT INSTEAD OF A STUPID FRUIT IN THIS FREACKING COLD!" '''Then sliding between the legs of this monstrosity of a man running towards the warm pleasurable sunlight outside of this dome. seeing alot  of Civilians evacuate the arena.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The frostbite slightly decreasing due to the warm sunlight. Edited by TheSilverPoet 11:41, June 1, 2016
 * Littleteddybearlilly <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lydia would run to the middle she didnt really want the devil fruit in this situation but she did want live she ran on her still little soar footh as fast as she could her fingers were turning blue and her ears and nose red from the cold in the dome, she wasnt ready to die, not yet. she was almost there running into the clearing without looking around she ran to the centre of the so called safe zone holding her painfull hands wanting to just curl up she looks around for the devil fruit.

noticing it just layng there in the middle she runs for it if someone was faster than her and grabbed it she would ask for help to get out of that frozen hell hole offering what she can give, her services and help in further life and advantures.

if no one was faster she would take the fruit with her painfull hands eating it up as fast as she could hoping the power of the fruit would keep her alive.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">she only wanted to be free to travel the sea and to have advantures, no rules, no responsibility, no money to give to a boss, she would be her own boss. 12:40, June 1, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan could feel the cold setting in more and all she could seem to do was try and wrap herself in the leaves from the little shelter that she had made. This was getting to be ridiculous. Her breath was clearly seen before her eyes as she looked out beyond the opening of her little shelter. She could see clearly the blast line and from there and all the destruction that had come from the explosion that had caused her to take cover on the ground. Shivering, she tried all the more to see what was out there only for it to become worse for her to see as it only became colder and her breath was becoming as thick as clouds coming from her nose and mouth.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She then noticed movement and lifted her head a bit more. Seeing what looked to be a blast of fire, her eyes opened in surprise as the light caused her eyes to glisten. “Heat..” She said to herself as she moved from her shelter and went towards the glow. Once she stepped out from the dense forest where she had been, she noticed the man.. Or what looked to be a man.. Sitting next to the fire. His body glowed with the reflection of the fire’s light against his form and it caused her to stare at him a bit. This was the cyborg. It had to be.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Stepping out farther, she looked to him all the more. She had come to notice the dents and damage that he had taken. If she had a hammer, she’d be able to fix that with no issue. Banging out dents wasn’t a problem. But she wondered just how far the damage would have gone. Now lost a bit in her thoughts as she could feel the warmth of the fire against her skin, she’d walk about it to the front where the cyborg would be able to see her. Her arms were still wrapped about her as she continued to look over his form. She had been covered with dirt and cuts on her arms, legs and face from not only her delightful fall into this damned place but from having to crawl across the ground while debris flew everywhere from the explosion.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her green eyes then landed on his elbow. She saw the sparks and smoke that came from it. Without worrying much if the ‘man’ would hurt her, she walked up to him carefully and continued to look at it as she knelt down beside him. “Can you shut off power to that area?” She said as she looked from his arm to him. She could feel the warmth start to penetrate her skin more and hoped that it would start on the external parts of her body that felt numb like her fingers and toes. “I can take a look and see if I can repair it a bit. I might not have the tools at the moment, but if I can at least fix the wire so it stop sparking, it should help to conserve some power you have…” She felt really bad comparing him to a common machine but it was the closest thing she had to go on.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Bringing her hands up to her lips, she’d blow into them a few times and try to warm them up a bit more while waiting for the answer. Then she’d hear another explosion then a voice come over the com system. Her eyes widened as she listened and she’d look to see where the smoke would be coming from. “We need to get out of here..” Standing once more, she looked over to the metal man. “Help me get out of here and I’ll fix you up properly. I swear it.” The emerald hues would look to the metal man for a few moments more before she’d attempt to reach down and take hold of his hand. Having seen where the smoke was coming from, she’d would attempt to pull him up and take him with her though she didn’t realize just how much he weighed. However, this was their chance and she had given her word.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The further she ran, the more she felt the cold on her skin. The only plus was the fact that the ground itself had not retained the cold as fast as the air had. Her mind raced through the information that she had gained since she had started in this damn hell about the contestants and only came up with the number seven for the cyborg. She turned and if he had come with her, she’d urge him on and smile with some hope. “Come on, Seven…*Pant* I don’t know.. *Pant* if that’s your name.. *Pant, pant.* Sorry if it’s not..” Her fingers once more were freezing as she continued to run. Forcing herself to go faster than she had ever ran before. She could feel the ends of her fingers go numb to the point that they hurt. It was the same for her nose, cheeks, forehead and ears. It would not be much longer before those areas would become horribly painful due to intense frost bite.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Exhaustion was beginning to set in and she could feel her legs wanting to give out on her with every forced step towards the opening that was now able to be seen. She could smell the sea air and it only gave her more hope. With the pain from the frostbite only nagging at her more, she’d force herself all the more. Yet even as she forced herself with freedom so close, she’d feel herself fall forward and meet the ground. Her hands skid along the ground as she hit her head as well. She closed her eyes a moment and felt a new sting of pain come from her leg with a steady throb coming from her shin bone. “Just keep going..*Pant* Come on Morgan..*Pant,pant* Get up..*pant*” She pushed herself up shakily and as soon as she had her feet on the ground, she’d push off and continue to run though at a much slower pace. She’d look every now and then to see if the cyborg was still with her if he had come with her to begin with. 16:43, June 1, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Something was said about coming to the giant to make an escape and luckily Seven still remembered around where that was. However everyone else would not be so lucky as the very giant they had been told to go through was now fighting through -36 degrees Celsius cold while running 15 miles away to the center of the stage; most likely turning into a snowcone before getting there because the bigger the body, the more cold one absorbs. Seven took one look to the right to see the hunched over giant run lie an animal, about halfway up to the center not far from where the cyborg was himself, and spoke a silent prayer for the big cannibal.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Be safe…. Be good…. And find it in your heart to right your wrongs. Amen.”.

<p class="MsoNormal">Looking back at the girl who found him Seven felt a certain uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach and smiled, rubbing the back of his head. She seemed very intelligent, and was quite pretty too, and seeing as our Cyborg wasn’t much of a ladies man he was simply taken aback a bit and blushed while replying.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I should be able to. Hmmm.”. He looked at his arm for a moment and said “Right arm, shutdown.”

<p class="MsoNormal">A female artificial voice spoke out trough unseen speakers in his body ~Right arm shutdown in 3… 2… 1…. Right arm de-activated.~

<p class="MsoNormal">The smoke stopped coming from Seven arm together with the escaping sparks and buzzing sounds. At the same time, Seven’s arm now hung at his side completely limp as the girl jerked on him to join her run. Thing was.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’re going the wrong way!!!!!”

<p class="MsoNormal">He dug his heels into the dirt like an anchor to stop her from moving forward, using his weight to slow her down seeing if she was still pulling on him. Why? Because he saw the pain in her movements and heard it in the way she was breathing. She was exhausted. And that final step would’ve sent her falling to the ground if he had not stopped to prevent it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Please allow me.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">Using his still operating arm, he wrapped it around her waist before throwing her over his shoulder, looking back one last time to see the shadowy image of Hjorrant run off deeper into the forest. “Shiz, this means nobody will know where to escape to anymore.”. And then Seven set off, slowly jogging at first, then building up speed and finally sprinting fast through the devastated forest that still bore scars from that earlier shockwave. Luckily his body was warm enough to move thanks to the earlier fire and as long as he kept moving he’d be fine. Leaping over fallen trunks he made sure that the girl on his left shoulder wouldn’t receive as much as a scratch while the right side of his body kept smashing through things when their path was obstructed by fallen trees. Seven knew there wasn’t a moment to spare and ran on as fast he could. He hoped he guessed correct and headed to the right place. Quite sure that he was, he thought back on seeing Hjorrant around these parts same parts during the beginning of the pirate games. But any more guess work was un-needed as he could smell the scent of sea water and finally arrived at the huge hole in the wall through which shone natural light. He sighed a breath of relief, happy that he made the right choice of where to go.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">Standing in front of the hole, made doorway, he’d lower the girl who called herself Morgan, back onto her feet, and looked at her with courage inspiring eyes. “Keep fighting on, Morgan!”. He’d gently push her to walk through the hole, in the wall, hoping she'd find safety with whoever made the hole for them, but oddly enough turned his own back to it and remained inside the giant prison. Seven then climbed up the most nearby tree and raised his left hand high in the sky as the hole in the center of his palm opened up and energy began to buzz around the like while he shouted “FIRE.EXE!” and then, from said left hand, shot out a bright yellow blast of energy, the size of a basketball, which flew up in the air and exploded against the sea stone roof. The resulting yellow explosion would act as a bright flare or signal to whoever was still trapped inside and couldn’t see the hole in the wall.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">“Now…. All remaining power to voice boosters.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">~Power Core down to 5%, audio efficiency at 1000%~

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">He cupped his hand around his mouth and shouted out so loud that some random coconuts fell from the tree he stood atop of.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;">“FOLLOW THE LIGHT TO FIND YOUR WAY OUT OF THIS DARK JAIL no pun intended. THE GIANT IS HEADING TO THE CENTER OF THE FOREST AREA SO DON’T FOLLOW HIM UNLESS YOU’RE INTERESTED IN THAT FRUIT THINGY. THE EXIT IS RIGHT HERE. WE DON'T KNOW FOR HOW LONG. HURRY”.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="border-width:initial;border-style:none;padding:0in;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Seven’d remain standing on the tee in front of the large hole in the wall, waving his arms around wildly, hoping no one would have to die here alone. Edited by HokageSenju 18:52, June 1, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p class="p1" style="margin-top:0px!important;">After running where she thought was the middle, her feet came to an abrupt top skidding across the floor. With an instant reaction of her arms clenching up near her chest. It was getting colder and colder it was about -15 degrees Celsius if she was to pin point it. It felt like the closer she was getting to the centre the colder it was. Looking up to the sky she could hear the dreaded man in the inter come. What she was to do, her damp clothes were quickly freezing up solid and her hair was growing icicles at the ends. There was no doubt if she went any further she would probably get hypothermia, so she began sprinting back like her life depended on it. As she ran away the cold air was rising, however she could feel the freezing air chasing her down.

“I am not dying, no matter what. I promise I will survive, Kyle I will not put your training to waste!” Pushing herself this women had great stamina and she was in tip top shape. Sure she was hungry but she also knew people could go weeks even months without it. Ondine’s hunger to live and experience was greater than it was for food. So she ran for 5 minutes feeling her exposed arms and legs burn from the cold, it was now probably about -25 or more.

“Not DYING HERE!” She growled to herself as the intercom went off again. Stopping there for a second some rude comments were made about someone in the game. Ondine ignore them as something else came one, it was not the same hideous voice that was commentating the whole game. It was someone else along with the sound of an explosion which the mermaid could hear coming from the direction the man in the pond had gone earlier.

Was this her saving grace? It explained there was a devil fruit in the middle and how they needed to get to the giant to escape. At first she questioned whether this was a trick because of the fact the giant was hungry and would most likely eat her. But then she heard the horrid voice again, wondering frantically why there was a hole in the wall and who made it. The 31 year old took no time at all… No hesitation as she took off using all her might to spirit back to the area the man in the pond went it. Knowing well that he was going towards the giant after his chant to find him earlier.

This woman craved, even obsessed about freedom. She only hoped she would pass a couple people to motion them with her. Ondine had a kind heart if she was able to turn other pirates in the right direct she would do it. She cared not for the devil fruit, the mermaid only wanted out of there. Covering a lot of ground remembering exactly where she had come from do to a great photo graphic memory to retrace her steps. Her mind was focused on her surviving and living her dream, fighting for her life where her body would automatically put itself in a dire situation pumping adrenaline through her veins.

This was the main thing keeping her going, it was helping her to temporarily forget about the pain of the cold against her skin. It was the thing that was going to get her out, She was even sweating from sprinting and pushing her stamina to the limit. Looking up to the sky a signal fire was lit deciding to not continue down where the giant was and follow to where it was lit from. Keeping her safe from the Giants path. Ondine had been running so fast for a while so she was not too far from it but she found herself gasping for air as frost bite was cooling over her legs, stomach and arms. Groaning out as she started to feel the immense pain.

<p class="p1" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“Push ONDINE!” Running further she was found herself exhausting her power, making her eyes go slightly blurry. Finally making it to the tree the signal fire was lit from. It was the Cyborg, “C’mon!!!! We have to go you can not stay here” The mermaid worried about the mans safety as he seemed to be a great help. He had told them were the exit was and that the Giant was going towards the centre. If the man decided to go she would help him escape out, if not would thank him extremely before she sprinted out towards the open hole, and jumping out with all her might. Praying to Poseidon she would make it out alive and out of that dreadful game. 22:42, June 1, 2016
 * TheUrnsman <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"> That explosion on the wall caught his attention far more than a devil fruit. It wasn't something he wanted in all reality. All ahab wanted was his ship back and to return to his restaurant in loguetown. He would've still been trudging along within the cold of the arena but rather than heading for the center he was heading for the breach in the wall. The sound of his dress shoes would’ve been prevalent as they met with the earth. The banter over the intercom was that of panic apparently his captors clearly weren’t expecting an opposing force and that was almost enough to cause him to laugh. However this wasn’t the time he needed to remain in control of his emotions.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Even in his constant running it wasn’t enough to keep his face and ears from growing colder as he went about his way. However he was still heading in the right directions his body still moving forward even in the moments that he felt he’d just fall over. Eventually he would’ve made it towards the exit and anyone that was there to greet him would find that same calm expression about his face even amongst all the chaos. One could see he was still enjoying that music he’d been listening to since he’d been dumped on such a shitty place. However he wasn’t far from home and that was his point of motivation even at a time like this. 23:47, June 1, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">SARA: Using the height she was in as advantage she watched the movement blow heading toward mid center, hearing the announcer panic a slow grin spread across her lips. Jetting out the den she dug the feline jumped and bounced across the rocks till she was to ground level. Rolling her shoulders forward she took off in a all out run, with long powerful strides she powered across the ground leaving a dust trail behind Sara used her conserved strength to hall ass through the fields. Keeping her senses about she listened to the noises of crumbling sea wall and yelling. Filtering through the sound pollution she began to notice sets of single and double foot steps ahead. Lunging on all fours she sped up tearing into the ground with her claws and boots saran kept her tail high.

Using her size to advantage she made a steady fast pace toward the main area. “ Fuck that fruit.” she said while she pealed off using  the smell of fresh salt air as he guide. “ I want to live... I will live....i will!” gritting her teeth she watched the giant far ahead, knowing it was more than likely there was pirates already there she didn’t care getting to the fruit. only  opening was a must. Letting out another growl as she ran she climbed over out cropping and bounders using them as ramps to gain more distance by jumping off them.

Taking in a deep inhale the strange scents of captive pirates around her she slowly began to notice one thing. Another scent, but it wasn’t from a living being. It was pungent and unfamiliar. Darting in closer and closer she couldn’t help but thing maybe it was what the prize was. “ the damn fruit no its something else not living ...but cant tell. Oil? Smoke, rust...?” she thought while still heading in. her legs burning from the constant run. Sara panted she licked the corner of her lip before coughing and spitting out the muddy saliva. Shaking her body slightly the cold was slightly eating at the areas lacking mud or where it began to flake. “ Note to self... if I live through this take a vigorous bath...” she muttered spotting the others near by in their struggle to keep going. Watching two others  not far off she notice something wrong, they where heading in a different way.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Torn in thought weather to pursue the fruit or possibly follow them and escape, it was more than liable the cyborg knew where he was going. “ id rather get out of here and live.. “ still quite a distance from them. Seeing the bright yellow light from her distance. “ that answers my question.” she thought before heaving herself forward and taking off in their direction. “ exit.. freedom...help...freedom..freedom...friends..” she continuously thought while she eventually slowed down to a clumsy but steady run. “ Oiiii Friends, room f-for another !?” she yelled out almost hoarsely due to being out of breath and having a dirt coat on her tongue. Shivering somewhat through the thick layres of mud and grass sara felt the bite of the cold. Wrapping her long fluffy ponytail around her mouth and nose she used the layers of mud grass and her own fur she attempted to keep herself mildly safe from the cold that now held a full on assult on her coated body. 00:20, June 2, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">A DM IS TAKING CONTROL OF VAIN'S CHARACTER

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Marquise: Her vision was fuzzy when she came too once more. Her body would feel sore; bruised and battered by the collision with the tree. Over the ringing in her ears she would hear a commotion over the speakers, someone had busted a hole in the arena. The biggest problem she was facing was the steady onset of hypothermia. Her lips were blue, her body shook and ached, her fingers were going numb and she was slowly but surely going delerious. Marquise tucked her hands under her armpits, a poor attempt to keep her fingers warm enough to not drop off. In her fuzzy vission she saw the giant, though it soon darted off towards the center at surprising speeds for something so huge. In its place however, a large ball of fire shot into the sky, a beacon. Something to follow. Marquise made her way, moving as fast as her battered and freezing body could manage. Minutes would pass, her body would get colder, sheer will alone kept her going. She would finally reach the hole on the giant dome, the commotion just a blur to her. Her lips were cracked, her body shivered violently with the onset of hypothermia. Marquise stepped out into the warm sun, free from the dome. Then she collapsed. Edited by RandAltork 03:13, June 2, 2016 02:23, June 2, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Luna had dozed off, enjoying the steady rhythm of the males gait. She had shook off most of the mud which was the reason she maintained a warm body temperature, which also helped keep the male carrying her warmish. She wasn’t sure where they were going, assuming they had been heading towards the center of the arena. It wasn’t until the giant passed them that Luna woke up. Apparently Sil had been heading towards the hole in the wall, but with the giant moving away from said hole the male had begun to follow him. It wasn’t until a signal like flare was shot up near the escape that the male changed direction, after the mink girl said “I smell sea air… It’s in the direction of that flare thingy.” She had pointed, which caused her to wobble a bit, before Sil readjusted his hold on her and continued on. His legs were cold, as well as his head and back, which must have been affecting him, as his pace slowed down. Yet he still carried on. The closer they got the warmer it seemed to become. Soon they reached the hole, where the male put the wolf mink down and looked around. He muttered something about rum, as Luna looked at the others that had reached the exit. Giving a small wave she stayed near the male, not sure what was to happen next. She could smell fire in the distance as well as cooking food. She was hungry, and she was sure the others were just as hungry as she was, so she kept quiet as her stomach made noises that caused her to blush under her fur.
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">An impressive distance was covered by the giant and his red headed companion enough so that they quickly reached the center in about 25 minutes the real center that had a fruit standing directly in the middle of it on its lonesome. The real question could be given, why would this event meant to maim and kill pirates give them something so rare and so useful? It may not be known nor or even ever either way if Locke wanted to take this once in a life time chance it was within arm’s reach.

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<p class="MsoNormal">If the person eating it knew what it was before hand then it would be known by the world as theBomu Bomu no Mi. A paramecia type devil fruit that turns its user in a bomb human and the previous eater of said fruit known as MR.5 of baroque works organization.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Now outside of the compound on the seas near Warship Island and at the man-made port was a fight going on between the Dragon flies and the marines. Two battleships were already in combat with a slew of 6 opposing enemy ships but another Navy reinforcement was coming from the south and was slowly peering into exist. The fighting was fairly loud and once leaving the hole in the wall completely it could be heard as they entered the new landscape of the brimming with life Warship Island.

<p class="MsoNormal">Now it was just a matter of what the shanty crew of people would do at this point? Or would they await the return of the giant and Locke or Lydia and Jack? Or would they all just leave either way nothing was really that good of an idea.

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<p class="MsoNormal">The reinforcements finally came into view of the other 6 ships along with the 2 navy battleships already present. Gripping the Den Den Mushi in his hand he would broadcast to the two other ships. “Were going to provide covering fire from afar as for myself I’m heading in for battle. Stratos out.” On the other Den Den Mushi only soft breaths could be heard as they were in disbelief but as the call hung up on Stratos’s end he ordered his ship to stop movement and enter barrage mode. From there he would leap off the top mast of his ship and he began to run in mid air kicking the air while using Geppo and he charged forward towards the 6 ships. If people were being observant enough they could see him moving in mid air especially when he got close to the port which is where he ended up landing into the center of the fight with the Dragon Fly forces. Instantly beginning to smash through enemies like nobody’s business his admiral justice cloak flowing behind him. Quickly trying to clear himself a path up to the arena to make sure everyone had made it out because communications with the island had been lost some time ago.

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 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The smell of the salty sea ahead on swung into his nostrils, breathing it in heavily as they finally reached the hole, there was a cyborg there waving his hands which was a part of this little "game" they were in. Sil finally took in a deep breath as he got outside of the hole and only put the female dog person down as he took in the heat of the sun and muttered "Now all I need is my rum.." His eyes squinted as he then looked to see one of the other females laying on the ground. He saw her before going towards the hole from a distance but he didn't notice she fell due to the bright light shining in his eyes. The sounds of battle warfare flooded his ears as he took a few steps over to the female and only squatted down and put his hand under her head and turned her onto her back fully as he gave a few gentle slaps to her face and only said "Out cold I guess." Shaking his head, there was a lot going on already and even more with people coming out of the hole that was made for their escape. Laying the female's head back down, he'd then move over a bit as he lifted his legs up a bit and slid his arm under her knees as his other arm when under her head and he only lifted her up with shaking legs from the cold still being in them and from the pain he was in from the slam to the wall with the extra weight he carried of the female wolf mink. Inching his way over quickly, he got her to a close area out of the way of the hole and set her down as he then fell back on his ass, onto the ground.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Speaking out, he'd then look to the wolf mink as he reached over and placed his hand on her head "If we want to get off of this island, we need to wait for that Giant. Hjorrant or whatever his name is. He's about our only ticket out of her, if not though, we'll find another..AND MAYBE SOME GOD DAMN RUM." His right eye twitched a bit under the sunglasses as then the heavy steps of the Giant got closer to the hole, at least that's what it felt like. If the Giant were to fully come through the hole, Sil would only stare at him and what he'd do next but for the next few minutes or however long he was able to rest and warm up until he'd have to continue on. He heard the sounds of the wolf mink's stomach as he said to her "Once we get the chance and you stay around, I'll make ya some food. All depends on what happens from here." He grumbled some low noises afterwards about wanting rum and such. 19:51, June 2, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;margin-top:0px!important;"><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;color:black;background-image:initial;background-attachment:initial;background-size:initial;background-origin:initial;background-clip:initial;background-position:initial;background-repeat:initial;">“You can not stay here.” Whoever she was, she was right, but Seven didn’t want to leave just yet, knowing that there were still three to five people inside, he didn’t remember the exact number announced at the beginning and so he waited a few more minute for anyone to show up before sighing and descending down the tree by jumping from branch to branch and finally down to the floor. But upon touching ground our Cyborg felt his legs give in below him as he sank down to the floor and the, by now familiar, female voice spoke out of a hidden speaker.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">“Why now of all times?” He asked himself in disbelief as he felt a growing sense of worry when hearing the sounds of cannon blasts and clashing swords outside. Thankfully the beautiful girl named Ondine came to his side and helped him out of the hole where his cold body found the welcoming sun. Also, there was water nearby, which might give Seven what he needed most.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">Falling to his knees in the sand, Seven gazed on in the distance where the many ships were engaged in battle. A salty wind drew past his messy hair that was pulled back to display his face. It looked so human like, his expressions, his skin, but right now he didn’t feel human. He couldn’t even remember ever being human. But he had a brain, and believed his identity to be hidden together right there, inside his mind, together with his memories. Memories which found themselves slightly stirred by the sight of naval warfare. “Nostalgic.”. But nothing clear came to mind as he just sat there, his vision slowly turning blurry. Only barely being able to see a trail of motion dash through the sky before men were seen flying off boats.

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0.0001pt;line-height:normal;">“They need our help… those guys who saved us.” Edited by HokageSenju 21:05, June 2, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Luna ears were moving rapidly, picking up the noises of battles off in the distance, as well as the parting of water as more navy ships arrived. Still she followed silently behind Sil as he walked over to a girl and slapped her a few time, then lifted the girl and put her down several feet away from the hole. Seeing that the girl was suffering from the cold, the mink girl laid on the other girl resting her head on the girl’s chest. Her furry arms and torso covered the female’s chest and hips, while her legs straddled the girl’s thighs and her bushy tail covered the rest of the girl’s legs. As she laid there on top of the girl, Luna looked over the others who had gathered. They all seemed like okay people, and she memorized each of their individual scents, figuring she would need to know who was who in a fight. Turning her head to look at Sil, Luna’s eyes closed when he touched her head. For reasons unknown to the wolf mink, she liked her ears and head rubbed, that, and her belly. Listening to him, she gave a nod and pushed her right ear into his hand, enjoying the petting she was getting.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“Why rum? I heard you mention it a couple times now… If we do get out of this together, I wouldn’t mind paying you back for your kindness by finding you some of this brew you desire… That is if you don’t mind me hanging around with you more.” She said opening her eyes to now look the male in the eyes with her yellowish hazel orbs. Then hearing he would make her food once they were safe, her ears perked up and her tail swished left to right twice before she stilled it to continue warming the girl under her up. “I would very much like to taste your food. But a nice bone to gnaw on would satisfy just as well.” She replied, grinning up at the male. She then smelt the cyborg that had been in the tree earlier, and who had sent the flare up, come out with a girl. Hearing him ask for help, the wolf mink was torn. Stay here and warm up the girl that her savior had help as well as guard him while he rested, or go and help the nice robot who had helped them all. She couldn’t decide, so she looked up at Sil once more and waited to see what he would do. 20:57, June 2, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="font-weight:normal;margin-top:0px!important;">A sense of releif washed over him when Hjorrant agreed to take him to the center. When Hjorrant placed him on the back of his cowl he gripped it tightly, doing his best to wrap it around him for a hope at warmth. Locke was in pretty bad shape by this point; his lips were blue and cracked, his hands numb and his body was shaking violently, onset hyperthermia he concluded, not to mention frostbite if he was here much longer. When Hjorrant took off he had to grip harder to the cloth or he'd have breen flung off, it was difficult in his current condition but it was doable. When they arrived he let Hjorrant grab him and place him on the ground where he rushed over to the fruit with as much speed as he could muster. He placed his hand on the fruit and grinned. A devil fruit; unknown power right at his finger tips, not many people in east blue had devil fruits or had even heard of them but here one was. He quickly glanced over his shoulder at Hjorrant who was understandably anxious to get out of here.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Locke picked up the fruit and began making his way back to Hjorrant."Its like an apple" He was surprised by its size, he expected bigger ''"SHould I eat it?" ''He asked himself. "Fuck yeah I should, I don't even like swimming" He was about a meter away from Hjorrant when he took the first bite, eating a whole half of the fruit. Nothing happened. He ate the second half just as quickly and noth- BOOM

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Locke's entire body exploded, to Hjorrant it probably looked like Locke had eaten a bomb however only seconds after exploding Locke pretty much rebuilt himself, stepping out of the smoke caused by the bomb and on to Hjorrant's hand. For starters, Locke looked warmer, probably from the explosion. "Fuck me, the heck was that. Must be a fruit to do with Bombs or something" he looked at his hands as he waited for Hjorrant to head back, he had no idea how to control this new power, or even the extent of it. He would be thinking to himself the whole time as they headed back to the hole in the wall.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Should the reach the hole in the wall, Locke would feel the heat of the sun beating down on him, a welcome change from the arctic environment inside the dome. The first thing he'd notice would be the oncoming navy ships. "Not good at all" the second thing would be the sound of combat "Useful" and finally a man before Hjorrant saying something about cooking a meal for some wolf like girl ... a Mink? This place was a full of oddities "YOU, YOU'RE HIRED, YOU CAN COOK FOOD WHICH WILL KEEP THIS GUY HAPPY" He once again surveyed the area. "Oi, Hjorrant, heres word of advise from a smart man. We'd be better off using the cnflict between the navy and the Dragon Fly guys as a distraction to escape, We might be able to tax one of their ships if we get lucky. Don't know about you, but I don't like the idea of dying today" There were a few scattered people around, most looking tired and thankful to be alive right now. He would cough to clear his throat "IF YOU WANNA LIVE, YOU FOLLOW THE GIANT, WE'LL USE THE COMMOTION AS A CHANCE TO ESCAPE. Or you can die here trying to be the heros you aren't, up to you lot" He'd finally look back to Hjorrant, and if some of the other contestants chose to come with he'd just grin.

<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:0px!important;">"Congratulations on rounding up a new crew. Captain" 20:58, June 2, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan held on to Seven as he ran as fast as he could to the only escape that they had but that did not mean that she couldn’t do what she could for the moment. After seeing him power down his arm, she knew it was going to be safe for her to touch while he carried her. Her nimble fingers, though cold and numb, were able to get to the wires that she could see and twist them together. She could see the hoses that were going to have to be replaced along with some of the wires. At least he could use it once more with out it sparking. There was nothing she could do as of this moment for the vacuum pressure in the elbow, but she would fix it correctly when she was able to.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Coming to the hole, she’d look to him with a smile as he put her down. She’d listen to him tell her to “keep fighting on” and shocked her even more so that he actually called her by name. This metal man. This cyborg, got her out of that place that she was sure that she was going to die in should things have continued the way that they were going. Emerald hues watched as he went back in and she opened her eyes wide. “Seven!” Then she heard his voice calling to everyone else. A nod fell her head and neck. In a way, she understood. But she wouldn’t leave him. Standing on the outside of the hole, she’d watch people as they came out.

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<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her back against the wall, she’d look out to the battle that was taking place. What caused these men to come to their aid? Not that she wasn’t grateful for it, but it was something that wasn’t expected. Perhaps among pirates there were a few that were not like the ones that gave the name of pirate a bad name. She’d cross her arms as she simply observed what was going on. But she wouldn’t stand there much longer.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Once warm, she’d move over to where the man was that was carrying the Mink. Her eyes looked over them a moment as she heard him speak about rum. “You both alright?” She’d ask as she’d see some of the wasp stings on the man. From her pocket, she pulled out some lavender and picked up two rocks that were nearby. Though they were not perfect, they would work for grinding up the flower. “This is lavender oil… it’ll help take the sting out of those..” She’d say as she dabbed her fingers into the oils that were released and would reach out to place it on the stings if he would allow her to. She’d stay with them until she heard the heavy foot falls of Seven.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Leaving the lavender with the man and mink, she’d go over to the metal man. He was truly the one that she would have any tie to at the moment. Not only did he get her out, but she had made a promise to him. But the request was one that she didn’t see as out of the way and it was something that she could do. Taking off the cablenet mesh tank top she had, she went to the water and waded in while tying the bottom of her shirt together. The warm water felt good on her feet but the emerald hues didn’t leave the water. Standing as still as possible, she’d wait as a small school of three decent sized fish moved into the makeshift fishnet. Once inside, she’d quickly lift the ‘net’ and hurry out of the water and over to Seven. She’d fall to her knees in front of him and gave him a smirk. “Here’s a start. Let’s get you up and moving again. Doc’s orders.” It was perhaps the most stupid thing to say, but the idea that she was saying that to a cyborg just made her laugh slightly.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She’d hear the other man speak about going with the giant and pressed her lips together. “As much as I understand you wanting to help those that just helped us, but I can’t deny that the other man has a point.” She looked back to Seven as she gave him the fish that she had taken from the water. “We need to get out of here. You need repairs. There are others here that need medical help. I can’t do what I’m good at without the tools to do so. There’s only so much that we are going to be able to do here with the things we have. Judging from the condition of those that have come from the arena and the look, we have nothing that will be good against Marines. None of us are in the condition to do so either. Please tell me you understand, Seven.” Her emerald hues looked to the metal man and had a feeling that though she just about pleaded with him, he would help in that battle that was hopeless for someone like her at the moment. 00:25, June 3, 2016
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Breathing was all that could be heard, heard within Hjörrant's mind as everything else went blank . A sort of dull silence overtaking as he could faintly hear his hands and feet violently crashing into the ground below as he took one stride after the next. The blinding light came next, a rush of the trade winds and the warmth of the sun overhead was welcome compared to the freezing tundra before the group.

As Locke tried to give Hjörrant advice, the giant turned back to see the young man on his shoulder. A great snarl coming from his parted lips, revealing the great white teeth of this behemoth.

The giant's mouth parted as he began to aggressively chide at Locke, "I am a beast, for sure maggot, but I am not a fool. I will handle the rest of this..."

The giant already understood the current situation before them, most of them were starving and hungry, battered from the short but deadly effects the arena had on the majority of them all. Hjörrant looked at them all, delectable... small treats he could savor. However, they weren't a whole swath like he was just used to. They were small and little in number, but each had a reason for being on Warship. They'd serve better as his new crew, so Hjörrant thought to himself.

Again his voice picked up over the near battling, the sounds of gunfire and death shrieking loudly as mortal reminder of just how close death was to them.

A rather blunt ultimatum was to be given to those around him, "Look here, you lot; we have all been tortured and starved in that damned place that we sit behind now. Fortune has found its way to us, and now we won't die like lambs to the slaughter."

"That is unless you all stand around like a bunch of cunts and die, for those who wish to live can all get on their feet right now and follow me to the harbor where we can find a boat and leave! Any man or woman incapable of walking shall be carried by the next strongest, keep a sharp pace, and stay close to me if you don't want to get mowed down by these cur."

Hjörrant immediately began to take a fast walk, his path heading around the ongoing battle while he kept an open eye for where the harbor may be. They were quick on their path, they had to be or else one side could gain the advantage and set up a blockade. At that point, their chances of getting away from Warship Island would be all but lost.

If their small journey went unhindered, they'd quickly arrive to the harbor. Presuming no one was there, Hjörrant would set down Locke before grunting, "Find the most decent ship and have it ready ASAP. I'll swim alongside. If anyone causes a ruckus and acts out of line, kill them, because if I should have to handle it: I'll end every maggot that has joined us. Go!"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Hjörrant gestured to Locke's departure while he himself would get back up and start rushing to the waters. Soon he'd be a slight ways out simply waiting on whatever boat Locke was able to get from the harbor. The giant was not so far out as to not hear anything from the harbor though, if the familiar sounds of battle should arise: Hjörrant would be there to make sure he had at least his only crewmate by debt would make it out of here with him. He needed all he could get, especially if he planned on reaching the Grand Line eventually. 01:14, June 3, 2016
 * RandAltork <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">SARA: Trudging forward saras steps became heavy and lethargic, flattening her large white furred ears she reached forward gripping rubble. Coughing slightly from the dry air inside the saber tooth stared up at the  flood of sun light as it washed across her as she pulled herself up and over large piles of rocks. Sighing under her breath she thought to herself. “ Sunlight.....freedom....WATER!!” sara's eyes shot wide open, scrambling completely out the hole she slid and hoped down the rest of the pile only to notice she over shot others below. Stopping in place she narrowed her brow staring at the cyborg as he slumped to the ground.

Making her way down quickly she moved over to him. “ Metal man? Are you not feeling the well?” swishing her large tail side to side she smelled the air beside him then sneezed facing away to not spray him. “ I know what you are the needing of. Food ! I'll being getting some. You stay here okay metal man.” looking at his friend she smiles showing her rows of carnivorous teeth in a friendly manner. Rubbing her hands together she stood up and hobbled over to the waters edge then looked down. “ Hhhmmmm need big fish...metal man and friend needs food.” saras stomach growls., looking down she patted her belly. “ okay.. two big fish... ya.. maybe three...” she said with a faint laugh. Turning around she climbed feet first down to the edge then waded in.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">staring down quietly for a long moment before  extending  her claws to their fullest length. “ hhnnnnnn...” she murred in her throat before thrusting both hands into the water creating a large splash. digging her claws into the sides of a large carp she laughed. “ Ooooh... this good. Hey metal man. You eat raw or should I cook?” she said lifting the fish as it flopped about. Licking the corner of her lips she stared at the fish then shook her head. Biting down on the side of it to keep it still she climbed back up then carried the wiggling creature  to him holding it out. “ Here eat. You feel better yes?” 01:24, June 3, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p class="p1" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Helping the Cyborg out of the arena into the sun light. She looked around to see others were arriving, there was a girl on the floor who certainly looked knocked out probably from the cold. Ondine also notice a man on top of her slapping her face a little bit confirming her condition, but the mink that followed said man laid on top of the freezing woman to keep her warm. Allowing Ondine to relax about figuring out how get her warm. The man on the other hand was frantic wanting rum, Ondine was shocked he was looking for rum in this time?! It was completely absurd. However she had no time to question the man as she looked back to the Cyborg who had asked for help, She was going to go but it seemed two others had went out to get the fish. Blinking she would stay with the cyborg, taking the sharp rock she had found and long sturdy branch she broke off a tree; beginning to carve a sharp point at the top. It did not take her long to create the spear as the women came back with fish. Clenching her teeth she could feel her mouth water, Ondine had never eaten fish or meats of any kind as a mermaid; Along with the rest as mermaids usually were primarily vegetarians with exceptions to shellfish. However to woman was truly hungry, anything edible was extremely appealing to Ondine at this point.

“I have to agree with this woman. They helped us and I am truly grateful, but this place is not looking good this is our only chance and I am not dying here today” She tried to convince the man as she was truly indebted to him, Ondine usually had a caring nature so she would hate to see him stay.

But that was not the BIGGEST problem. Seconds after Ondine had spoke she felt the ground beneath her shake, Looking up she would soon be confronted with the giant she had been avoiding this whole game. Worried slightly he would soon prove he would get them out of there. ‘This is my last chance, I can not get out of here on my own’ Looking at the woman that had given the cyborg fish she would then look at him. “C’mon lets go!” She’d usher them with her as she would look at the girl on the floor, she wanted to carry her, but in her state she would not be able too. “We need to get this girl someone to carry her” she’d point to the unconscious girl before heading off with anyone that would come with the crew.

<p class="p1" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Following a safe but close distance behind the Giant that was seeking out the harbour once they were on board a ship the woman would instantly wait for directions; having no doubt they as a team would push through. In case they were stopped she held her spear tightly in her hand just in case, where she would use speed to try and attack an enemy with it. It was not much but she was ready to fight if not find the best way to escape into the close waters quickly, where she would transform into her mermaid form showing her beautiful golden tail. Using all she had left to swim to a ship and use her arms to climb up the sides where she would dry and climb aboard, to try and get the ship going for the rest of the crew. Ondine would not leave them behind. 03:38, June 3, 2016
 * PrinceSerizawa <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OVpszlmUv0I <-Theme) Within this madness had been Bellamy catching his breath has his back had leaned against the very wall of the hole he had just crawled through. His body was completely frozen from the temperatures he had just survived from, rubbing his hands together aiming to gain some type of body heat going on for him. His body begun to adjust to this new temperature now through the hole his body warming up as fast as it could possibly. His eyes were shot open when he noticed the warships and the ongoing battle on the beach. "Aw man they started the party without me. Heh" For a moment, his eyes scanned over to the others around him, somewhere too busy trying to wait and team up with the 50 foot Giant which caused Bellamy to shake his head they were putting their trust into a creature who was rumored to eat his own crew smart. Speaking off the Giant Bell head turned to the male shouting out towards him about him finding something and then seeing him explode and recreate himself Bellamy stood in shock. "What in the seven sea's!"

Then as everyone came together he heard one man with a plan clapping out loud hearing the male speak : IF YOU WANNA LIVE, YOU FOLLOW THE GIANT, WE'LL USE THE COMMOTION AS A CHANCE TO ESCAPE. Or you can die here trying to be the heroes you aren't, up to you: "I'm with him yeah! We band together!" Speaking out loud Bellamy pretended as if he was really with the plan and as everyone started to go (well whoever did) Bellamy would start backing away slowly before going his path. "Yeah I'll use you guys as the commotion!" He said to himself dashing off not walking towards the violence instead towards the ships that where left. "Well Well Well I'll take you!"(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRh-dzrI4Z4)  <--Theme)

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Still having his spear behind his back Bellamy held on to it just in case things got bad but if things went as smoothly as he wanted, Bellamy would've set his eyes on a rowboat pushing it into the waters before hoping insides aiming to began to row his way off shore away from the combat if this would've been true Bell would've smirked on his way from all the commotion allowing his next stop to be where the sea took him. Humming a small tune as he tried to stay low as he attempted his escape. 05:49, June 3, 2016
 * TheUrnsman <p style="font-weight:normal;margin-top:0px!important;">Ahab would watched that very same young woman that the cyborg carried from the breach in the wall as she went between her patients at the time. In his mind her caring nature was more than enough to peek his interest. The moment she'd gone to the sea to catch fish and brought them back to that very same cyborg. He'd only remembered from the muffled announcements that his name was Seven. A lucky number to some. In passing Ahab would've walked over to the pair in the wake of the young woman trying to motivate him to leave. He would've bent down next to the pair almost as if he was taking a bow with his right hand extended before he began to speak. "I couldn't help but notice your ability to tend to the wounded" He'd soon after turn his attention to the cyborg that was being tended to "I'll even help your new found friend here get back into top shape. I do have a ship of my own and aside from that I'll be happy to give the two of you a home aboard it." Had the young woman next to the cyborg taken his hand she'd find him planting a gentlemanly kiss upon it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:0px!important;">Had they chosen to join Ahab he would've done the same as the man accompanying the giant and began to scower the plethora of ships to call his own in order to get off of the island as a whole. Had this been successful and those two joined him. Ahab would've set off just like the others and with that his hopes of getting away couldn't have been much greater as the marines were locked in combat defending what they felt was right. 05:50, June 3, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">LYDIA: Lydia would hear the ticking sound her eyes widening as she turns on her heels and run to the big hole in the arena, once there she saw the chaos around her. other tired and hungry just like her, some were troubled trough the cold just like her too. her fingers still painfull and blue from the cold she would look around noticing a familiar face from a bar she used to pick up men at. she would run over to jack and grab his shoulder speaking.

come on applejack time to get out of here looking around she saw peaple helping eachother a cyborg, a girl and a girl with animalistic features were helping eachother out she heard them talk about helping the knocked out girl and carieng her. Lydia would walk up to them offering her help to carry the girl to safety.

if jack followed her Lydia would ask him to help out too.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">following on Ahabs ship she would look at the island they had been trapped on, her hands still painfull but the blueness softly going away in the warm seabreeze and sunset. 09:33, June 3, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jack:

Listen and read

"Caramell is that you?, It is you its been such a long time" Jack began to hug the prostitute forgetting the chaos around him for a bit. Then Caramell would ask Jack to follow her.Jack would also grab the girl on his shoulder that Caramell asked him to carry as he might been cranky from not having an apple in two days he still stayed and would always be a gentleman.

Running between the giant battle of the marines and fireflies Jack would dodge multiple bullets with just sheer luck. his frostbitten hands and toes turning pinkish to red burning from the warm evening sun. running towards a ship captained by who knows who. on this ship they where heading too. he walk onto the bridge towards the ship that was captained by contestant number 10 asking the man named Ahab if Jack and Caramell could join his crew.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">If somehow Ahab would refuse the unnaturall good charms of the young chef. he would run towards a ship of the DRAGONFLYS hiding into one of the crates the many sailors where loading into the ship leaving the young woman and caramell to their own choice.if they would also hide in crates  they would have more chance of entering a port safely then if they stayed on this wartorn island. Edited by Keruberosu 18:04, June 3, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">The battle raged on it seemed like the marines were slowly gaining the upper hand especially ever since Stratos arrived on the battle. Two women from the contestant pool would attempt to go to the water near the port and would immediately be surrounded by a group of 10 marines all with standard issue uniforms and swords.  “OI COME QUIETLY OR WELL HAVE TO KILL YOU BOTH RIGHT HERE IN THE NAME OF JUSTICE!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Bellamy would be able to catch a small sailboat and begin to depart from the island, using the chaos and his small stature to easily escape safely. He was lucky this time but now it was more of a question of where he would go.

<p class="MsoNormal">As the small grouplet of 3 people consisting of Ahab, Lydia and Jack all attempted to make their way to a ship together as soon as they arrived to a fairly decent size one and were soon to board it. A couple cannon balls would smash into it directly and the cannon balls would explode on impact effectively sinking the ship in front of their eyes as it caught a blazing fire before completely sinking itself. Once this happened because they made the mistake of staying all together making them that much of a larger target 20 marines would appear from the behind all with rifles cocked and loaded. “COME QUIETLY, DON’T MAKE US DO IT.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Listen & Read

<p class="MsoNormal">Stratos would notice the massive giant coming from the arena and he obviously had to act, he was a pirate because all marines wear a certain clothing type. After dipping a lazy sword swing and kicking a man in the clavicle which sent him flying and effectively killing him he would back step and begin to make both of his legs rapidly hit the floor before taking off. “SORU! GEPPO!” Using both forms of Rokushiki he began to tear through the air so fast he wasn’t able to be seen unless the giant had observation haki which speaking of he had it activated and kept note of all his little crew mates running around.

<p class="MsoNormal">Blazing through the air around 250 mph before then extending out his leg and twirling and then once finally close enough he appeared in sight directly in front of the giant and he swung a round house kick directly to his face. If the move hit which is most likely would due to element of surprise and the speed behind the kick itself it would send him barreling backwards until he fell directly on his back. Normally he didn’t use Soru to augment his attacks but Stratos felt like flexing his muscles for once. If or when the Giant finally feel over he would then disappear from the air and appear on the ground in front of the entire group. Having a rather calm expression he reached into his jacket pocket and placed a pipe against his lips. Slowly swiping a match into the hole he began to drag some tobacco smoke then exhaled it before looking upon all of them. His piercing black eyes would look into all of theirs before finally speaking. “So which one of you is the captain. You got 5 seconds to answer.” Putting a hand up with his 5 fingers extended he began to fold them as the time passed. If they didn’t answer in the time period, they could only imagine what was going to happen next.

<p class="MsoNormal">  <p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Edited by Keruberosu 18:30, June 3, 2016
 * TheUrnsman <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">The very ship Ahab had his sights set on was gone in a moments notice. However he wouldn't have been surrounded with the two known as jack and lydia. Instead he could still be seen standing with the cyborg known as seven and the young lady known as morgan. He hadn't moved from that very spot since he met them and at the point he had his eyes set on the ship he was planning to steal sank into the ocean. However even amongst the group of people he'd been in those marines still would've surrounded him. In the moment the man came to the ground after attempting to strike down the giant and began asking who the captian was. Ahab would've heard him say this and he would've begun to point to the giant. Whether or not everyone chose to follow his example which would've been the best option.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Had the marines that surrounded his rag tag band of compatriots decided to surround the giant he would've stuck his hand in his pockets. Simply surveying over the groups of marines and looking for an opening to make an escape. He was hoping the others would follow even those that weren't expressly with him. 19:55, June 3, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Sera: As the men surrounded the two women, a great hiss escaped the feline's breath. Baring her long white sabers Sara flattened her ears backwards in a aggressive manner. Standing as tall as she could she spread her shoulders to their maximum size. The nearly seven foot woman then stared over at the smaller female beside her. Looking back at the men she reached over and firmly gripped the human in careful claws.  Giving the human the carp she stared her in the eyes. “ Make it to the cyborg and the others, and land safe.”  Spoke Sara in a hopeful but confident tone.

Taking one step back she tightened her posture then with a heavy heave threw the girl soaring high over the head of the men towards the others, not far off. Once Morgan left her hands she extended her claws to their fullest length. Digging her hands deep into the ground she lifted a enormous clump of earth then chucks the heaping mass at the men before her. Using the dirt cloud to her advantage she swung forward towering over the men. “Move.. or I'll give you more than just a hair cut tiny men. I don’t want to hurt you. I'm not a pirate I'm here by mistake!” she said loudly not liking the fact she would have to hurt people only trying to do their jobs.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Shifting her footing, Sara didn’t have a choice, charging forward she parted her lips letting out a loud roar, hoping to create panic among the already slightly scared men. Smashing past two weaker marines she aimed to dig her claws into the back of the uniforms, and then she would fling them which would only tear their clothes and she would send them careening into the water behind. “Take bath little man, it's good for cooling tempers!” she called out before hauling ass across the sandy terrain towards the cyborg and other woman hoping to have some back up should the marines not knocked out or climbing out the water follow. 00:22, June 4, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Everyone seemed willing to participate with Hjorrant, this was good, and his little makeshift plan was falling in place. Hjorrant stated that he would take control of the situation, another good thing. Hjorrant believed he was in control. He watched a few of the others run off to grab ships. One man got a way scot-free, a group of women had also been surround … did she just throw that girl? And another ship had been riddled with cannonballs. Something about the explosions satisfied him deep down. Hjorrant began to move forward; since Locke was standing on his shoulder he gripped the side of his cowl for balance. In a way it was a bit of a badass scene, Locke shoulder riding on a giant as big as legends.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The balance teetered and was then lost if Stratos’ kick successfully slammed into Hjorrant. He’d grip tightly onto the cowl as Hjorrant went down, eventually swinging himself so that when the giant landed on his back, Locke would be sitting on the Giant’s chest. It hadn’t been a perfect landing, he’d still be left with bruises but it was better than being crushed. He stood up slowly and his eyes finally caught the attacker. A damned Admiral of the Navy. “Who’s the captain?” Locke was left with a multitude of options for answers. He looked over his shoulder at Hjorrant, trying his best to meet his eyes, if the giant saw him, he’d see locke’s Expression, something that said ''“You shut up. I’ll do the talking” ''Locke turned his head back to Stratos now and coughed, standing up perfectly straight. “Well, currently that’s a matter of debate ….” He waved his hand towards STratos as if asking for his name. “Currently our main objective is getting out of here, after that I guess we’d finally officially decide on a captain” He managed to hop off Hjorrant’s chest and onto the ground in case the Giant decided to get up. “So … If you need a captain right now Mr.Navy, you are sorta out luck, come back and ask us in a week or three” His time as a highranking noble gave him some knowledge of how to talk to aggressors, his demeanour was calm and in some ways welcoming. Edited by RandAltork 00:49, June 4, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">After she had the fish in her shirt, Morgan heard the men surround her and the tall feline woman. Her emerald eyes didn’t leave her catch knowing that Seven needed the fish that were in her makeshift net. “...In the name of Justice…” She chuckled a bit to herself as she stood up with emerald hues looking to the men that had encircled the two females. “...Justice is tainted and corrupt in this world…” She said with a slight smirk on her lips and a glint in her emerald hues.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes didn’t leave the Marines that had encircled them when she had heard the hissing sound come from the feline woman beside her. Though she felt rather short next to this woman, dwarfed even, it didn’t stop her from holding her ground firmly. Then feeling the grip of the woman around her waist, she’d look to the feline and hold onto the other fish as well. She didn’t have much time to ready herself but gave a nod to her. “You got it!” Stiffening her body to make it easier for the feline, Morgan tried not to freak once she was airborne. This was not the time to worry about if the landing was going to hurt. Pain meant she was alive and preferably not in the custody of the Marines.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">As she started to come back down, she’d get her feet ready with the fish held in her arms thinking to herself *If I get out of this alive, I’m definitely going to need a bath.* Her feet landed in the sand and sank to her ankles as the momentum continued to push her forward onto her knees forcing her to place one hand into the sand to keep from completely faceplanting it. But she would only be there for a short amount of time before once more taking off running to Seven with a slight limp due to the less than stellar landing.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She’d then kneel long enough to give the fish to Seven. “Eat Seven. We have to go and I’m not leaving you behind..” She’d then untie her shirt and place it back on as she would look about and wait for the cyborg. Her eyes landed on the bit of a battle between the Giant and what looked to be a man smoking a pipe at the moment. “Shit. This isn’t a good thing.” Though she couldn’t hear what was going on over there, she’d watch a man jump down from the Giant and had a feeling that this was the one that had told them all to follow the giant so they could get out of there. If Seven moved, she’d follow him since she was indebted to him and had given him her word. 00:58, June 4, 2016
 * HokageSenju <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">

<p class="MsoNormal">His conscious levels were close to zero as he saw something impressive take place and Morgan too flight after being catapulted by the now feral Sera who took on these marines just to help her friends and by the gods it worked. The shirt-less Morgan with bouncing bazongas then made her landing beside Seven and handed him the fish which fell on his lap still splashing about.

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<p class="MsoNormal">With his eyes barely opened, he could hardly made out the shape of the fish but he was able to smell it and felt a sudden sense of hunger pretty close to that of a human. With great effort his black fingers then dug into one of the unfortunate creatures which was brought up before Seven sunk his teeth down the slimey scales and through the raw meat as he bit off the fish’s head. And before long, the other fishes followed and then a loud burp that might just blow Morgan’s shirt back off her.

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<p class="MsoNormal">~25..30…35….40…45…50…55% restored to Power Core. Seven Activated. Optical Zoom unavailable. Right arm Unavailable.~

<p class="MsoNormal">A soft buzzing noise came from his right elbow as if just a reminded to what had happened as Seven finally regained full consciousness just when something traversed the skies towards Hjorrant with such power that the 50ft beast could very well be kicked back into the arena. He wanted to help, he really did, but Seven felt more incline to help those whom had proven their kind nature.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Morgan. Thank you so much,” He smiled up as her with innocent eyes. “Let’s sidaddle.”. Seven would rush over to Sera, loop his still working arm around her mid-riff, and then made that quick 180 to get the fuck off of the shoreline and take her away from the marines that were surrounding, and following, her and looked ready to tap that furry booty. If successful, Seven would drag her off like a lightweight, for a few yards, after which natural momentum would’ve taken her out of his hold. He’d then hear the sound of impact that most likely drove the will to live right out of the powerful titan. And Seven used that as his cue to GTFO.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“Morgan, Sera, we have to g-.”

<p class="MsoNormal">But before they could leave, there he stood before them, the pipe smoking man with enough power to kick Hjorrant down like a plushie. It gave Seven a most unusual feeling how this marine remained oh so very calm while performing acts of great violence and destruction as seen with one of the boats being shot and exploding on the background. There was something about this guy… it felt completely wrong even though he had a certain charming look to him with those piercing black eyes. Seven didn’t trust him one bit and stepped out in front of Sera and Morgan while stretching out his only still-functioning arm.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We’re not a crew. We’re all just strangers thrown into an unjustifiable situation. Please, just let us go. Or at least let them go.” Seven looked over his shoulders at the two girls, then over at Ondine, and smiled with gratitude with all they had done for him. And he knew right then and there that he would die for these girls if need be.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">“They deserve freedom. Just like you and I.”. Seven looked up at the Vice-Admiral again and then it happened, that strange feeling of nostalgia as a sudden migraine kicked in for a few seconds during which Seven could visibly imagine the silhouette of a man smoking a pipe who was seen walking away from a scene of great destruction. But just as quick as it had come, the memory, and migraine, left his mind before anything was made clear to the Cyborg who didn’t even know what the flashback related to, and assumed it to be brought about due to the shared pipe smoking habit of the Vice-Admiral and whoever was there in his flashback. Little did he know that there was something greater at play as he placed a hand against his forehead and stared over at Stratos all the while waiting for the right moment to escape. 01:58, June 4, 2016
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Pain. Pain was something that Hjörrant had not felt in a number of years. This changed at this very moment, whenever a wave of it began to travel through Hjörrant's face. He stumbled back, bewildered as he wasn't sure what just happened. Dazed and confused, he continued to stumble until he fell back onto the treeline around the group. After he fell, there was a bit of silence and the giant remained still; his mind flooding with thoughts.

"Just what was that? Did I just have a heat stroke? Maybe I just imagined that pain...?"

Hjörrant's eyes flitted open to see Locke standing on his chest with a bit of a strange expression on his face while a newcomer's voice spoke out, demanding to know who exactly the captain was. Captain? Hjörrant was meaning to do such a thing, by helping them get off this island and in turn indebting them to his service. And for those that didn't like the idea, he'd simply eat. However, it hadn't reached that point yet...

Hjörrant slowly began to sit up, picking up his left leg before looking down to see his crew squabbling with the single man. The giant began to slowly connect things with one another, realizing the impact of whatever hit him felt minute and small. Yet the force... the power of such a punch, it was enough to send him teetering to the ground. Suddenly, Hjörrant began to breath erraticaly as a surprised chuckle escaped his maw.

His dead eye's looked straight to Stratos' own while he boomed out above the others, "Did you hit me?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">This erratic behavior continued all the while Hjörrant began to look stimulated, invigorated by some unknown force while he stared down the vice-admiral; eagerly waiting for the small being to respond. 04:11, June 4, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Jack:

Listen and read

After following Caramell towards a ship seeing it sink in front of their eyes. the Marines behind  them 20 fine men of the Marine corps pointing their rifles at the young handsome wellspoken Jack and his companion the if not greater then equally charming Caramell the prostitute of the bar Jack worked in with a small look towards Caramell  two small nods where exchanged.

Both Caramell and Jack would do what they could do best. Persuade the enemy to have a good time instead of shooting us to bits."Guys,Guys aren't you the luckiest of all! You caught this beautifull woman and an expert on making booze. how about we put those little handcanons aside and we are going to have a good time Eh"While having this thick charming accent he walked up to the marine the most infront of the bunch his finger sliding over the top part of the rifle pushing it softly down."I know the marines dont have nearly enough parties as they would like too. how about we start our own,Eh"''With his Emerald green eyes he would look the marine that was a little bit confused from what just happened even the other marines where almost scratching their heads of confusion. It seemed that AppleJacks charms where just impossible to resist.''

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">"you guys got the ingredients on that beautifull ship of yours and I got the most beautifull woman in the world ready to please you in every way right next to me. Be honest to yourself guys when was the last time you held such a beautifull woman in your arms that even wants to do everything you want? Eh"These last words made it very clear that Jack was offering Caramell to them and Caramell played all too well the same game. 07:58, June 4, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lydia:

Listen and read

they were ready to board a ship but instead of sailing away to freedom the ship was sinking right in front of them, the girl started to think of another way out with the bartender/chef of the bar she worked as a prostitute. finaly noticing the marines behind her she turns around her curling caramell colourd hair bouncing a second before layng down exactly in place again. 20 fine looking marines stood behind them rifles ready to shoot them, but the situation changed fast as she saw Jack look at her giving her a nod she knew it ment to play along with what he would do or say, she gives a small nod back putting half her attention on the marines and half on what jack had planned.

as Jack spoke the girl quickly caught on what she was meant to do it wouldnt be hard as she was looking even less clothed then normal her long skirt was ripped making it look like a mini skirt at the moment, her small short corset only coverd half her plump looking round full breasts and her stomach also exposed revealing a flat belly.

as Jack spoke Lydia would first play a little with her hair giving a soft giggle as she was called beautifull, her giggle sounded like that of a angel as she walks forward a bit waging her hips in a tempting way getting closer to Jack putting her hands on his shoulder looking a marine who was blushing in the eyes, her forest green eyes seemed as they could capture hearts and souls by one look.

as Jack moved forward to a marine using his smooth charming words and movement, the young porceline skinned, caramell haired, green eyed beauty moving towards 3 marines who were eyeing her and blushing. she would just giggle softly before she uses her honey soft voice towards the men '''" do any of your boys have a hanky for me that i can make wet ? i am feeling so warm at the moment and a wet hanky for my neck and chest would be amazing. i hope i dont ask to much of you big boys?" 'her eyes looked at them in a softly pleading look making the men stutter and take out a hanky wattering it for her''.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">as Lydia takes the hanky from one of the men she places and rubs it over her neck making waterdrops roll down her neck over her chest she thanks the men before walking back where she stood earlier. in view for all marines to see her rub the wet cloth over her skin waterdrups rolling over her skin. she then rubs over her exposed skin of her legs. she looks at the marines as Jack points out at her again and gives a wink then blowing a kiss towards them before placing her hands on her hips in a seductive way. 08:34, June 4, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">As Sil sat there taking in he sun and the heat, he looked to the wolf mink as she asked him a question. Sighing a bit, his shoulders lifted up as he said "I drink a lot of rum, I rather be drunk than sober. You can stick around, just don't expect a lot out of it other than food." His eyes only lifted as the Giant made himself seen from the hole of the arena and there was a man riding on his shoulder. Looking up with the sunlight shimmering through his glasses a bit, he then nodded as he heard he was hired as the chef and only bobbed his head a bit and yelled up to Locke "As long as there's rum involved, mate." Not much time would pass after that when a lot more people were outside, the cyborg that helped a good amount of people find their way somehow, it seemed he was out of energy or something due to him asking for a fish and such but Sil didn't hear it completely as he was beginning to zone a lot of things out due to how loud they were.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">He noticed from the corner of his eye that two females were surrounded around the little bit of water they were in by some Marines and then out of nowhere, something had hit the Giant hard enough to cause him to tumble over after some stumbling had taken place. A rare sight to even think of but as this person came down, the Vice Admiral coat only hung from his upper body while he struck a match, lighting up the tobacco in his pipe, filtering it through his mouth only to exhale. Putting his head down, he only said to himself "Just wait we needed." Shaking his head a bit with a sigh leaving his lips, he heard what Locke was speaking about as he then only nodded his head a bit and muttered "He's got a point there." Though anybody speaking outloud was probably zoned out now by the booming voice of the Giant laughing out to what had happened and ask the mystery marine if he hit him. This was going to be bad in some form of the way and Sil wasn't really ready to make a break for it yet which could be told how he gave a great big yawn and stretched his arms lightly. Looking to the wolf mink, he'd only tilt his head to her and said in a low voice to her "I think she's warm now, so you can do what you wish with that." 14:47, June 4, 2016
 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Everything was happening so fast. The battle, then the marines surrounding several groups of people, and finally the giant being kicked onto the ground and laughing as he wondered who had done it. Luna’s eyes were wide as they moved from side to side, taking in all that was going on. She really wanted to run, but wasn’t going to leave the man who had promised her food, so she stayed there and waited. Sil answered her question about rum which Luna nodded to, then said something about the girl being warm enough. Looking up at the male she thought a moment then gave a soft grin. “I have decided to stay by your side for now, so leaving isn’t an option. If you are still cold I can warm you up like this girl?” She said so only he could hear.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The strange man who had kicked the giant had asked who the captian was, but seeing as everyone else seemed to be giving answers, Luna stayed quiet. Though the look she was giving the vice admiral was full of hatred and blood lust. She hated the marines, and would usually fight any she saw, but right now she was hungry and she had someone else to think of. If she attacked, not only could she be killed, but they might try to hurt the male. So instead of going off to attack the giant hitting man, she stood then walked to the other side of Sil and sat, much like a dog. Her ears were back in displeasure and her tail was ramrod straight as her body shook with the desire to attack and the will to stay where she was. Growling softly she closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath then let it out slowly. This seemed to calm the wolf mink as she sat next to Sil ready to defend him if need be. 16:24, June 4, 2016
 * PrinceSerizawa <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">"Ah peace and quiet, this is the life man don't have to worry about Pirates or Marines shouting and trying to kill you. I should call this my own fortress of Solitude." Bellamy spoke to himself rowing away he couldn't see the island from here or hear anymore gunfire all he could see was the smoke in the distance. Ahead of him was the deep blue sea what went on in his mind was what was next? He looked inside the rowboat trying to figure out if their was anything inside all that was inside was a bottle of what seemed to be rum and a bag. He stood rowing for a second and grabbed the bag digging inside until he found what seemed to be a compass the strange that about this Compass was there was no North.

"What the hell!" Bellamy shouted but he kept it instead of chucking it into the ocean raising it high he begun to follow going where ever the red pointed. Rowing away with one hand as he begun to chug some rum down his throat enjoying the sensation. As he sang his fav tune. " My name is William Kidd, as I sailed, as I sailed/My name is William Kidd, as I sailed/ My name is William Kidd, God's laws I did forbid/ And most wickedly I did, as I sailed, as I sailed… …Oh, I murdered William Moore, as I sailed, as I sailed/ I murdered William Moore, as I sailed/ I murdered William Moore and I left him in his gore/ Many leagues from shore, as I sailed, as I sailed. Oh, I steered from sound to sound, as I sailed, as I sailed/Oh I steered from sound to sound, as I sailed/ I steered from sound to sound, and many ships I found/And all of them I burned as I sailed, as I sailed."

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 * KasumiHozuki <p class="p1" style="margin-top:0px!important;">With the efforts of the girl Morgan, It seemed she had brought enough fish for Seven to function at a decent rate. So she went along with Seven, Morgan and this huge cat like women. Ondine could taste freedom, the will to live was pumping adrenaline back into her veins. Soon enough the cold was sub siding creating the warmth to fill her rosy cheeks and her skin was no longer pale; it went back to a peachy tan colour. ‘Thank you ohhh great sun for the heat!’ she thought to herself as the icicles looming in her hair melted into beach waves. It seemed even after the frost bites on her arms and legs, she still had this unimaginable beauty; not only on the outside but on the inside. Ondine hoped they would all escape knowing fully well they were all kind hearted like she was— sharing that want for freedom.

This shared thought came to a slight stop as from the corner of her eye she saw the giant falling backwards. ‘What the… Who could have done that’ She thought to herself as she looked around for the monster that could have taken done such an enormous creature. With the group aside her, Ondine’s eyes finally fell upon a man with a pipe in his mouth. It was no monster… No other giant that took him down. It was this man.

<p class="p1" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Looking at Seven as he spoke, she smiled back at him seeing that he was trying to achieve their freedom. Ondine only stood there closely eyeing the man who took down the titan with her spear clenched within her hand. Waiting for the chance to escape with her group she glanced over at seven again who seemed to be cupping his forehead, almost like it was hurting or something. ‘We need to get out of here… The longer we stay the more difficult it will be’ Ondine thought to herself again as the giant and locke talked to the man stopping them from their freedom. 00:26, June 7, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lydia/Jack:  The combination of both manly and smooth talking charm to the wound of tight marines and the fact they had a pretty hot and experienced sea harlot around them which was already in sort of skimpy clothing thanks to the events of earlier. It’d make all the small time marines swoon and drop their weapons. In true anime fashion their eyes would turn into hearts and they’d all make collective grabby hands toward Lydia. But before their fantasies could be filled the group of 15 fireflies that originally saved the group of pirates from the games appeared from behind and quickly killed all them with a mixture of slashing, stabbing and rifle gun fire. The leader of the battalion was wearing a samurai like tunic with a single katana and he had super long blue hair that was kept in a pony tail. With a slightly bloodied bandage around his neck. “Follow me, we were just heading back to your friends. We need to get you guys out of here. KEEP UP!”

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<p class="MsoNormal">All group of 15 immediately took off running they for sure moved quicker than normal humans so it wouldn’t take much time for them to clear towards the area where Stratos and the other pirate/former prisoners were.

<p class="MsoNormal">As the dragonflies with Lydia and Jack made the 5 minute run towards where everyone else was this is what transpired during this time.

<p class="MsoNormal">Sera’s towering nature had successfully scattered the marines after she made an example of the two by tossing them almost like a squeaky toy to a dog. Though because of Stratos’s observation Haki he felt her presence coming in quickly so he automatically thought an attack was coming so he instantly disappeared through Soru and Geppo combination people not being able to be seen until he stopped. Appearing slightly above the charging female he would attempt drill downwards into her back effectively making her stop if it would land also with enough force to create a crater. Once he did that he’d simply hold her there as the rest of the crew would begin to talk. He out right ignored Locke as a ringing of his Den Den Mushi came up.

<p class="MsoNormal">With a chesire smile he would raise a single finger up and say. “One second.” Reaching into his coat picking up the Den Den Mushi speaking to someone from Navy HQ. It could almost be considered disrespectful how easily he ignored them almost if they were flies that kept trying to enter his food but easily swatted with no effort. While on the call his eyes had honed onto the female with her breasts more exposed thanks to not having a shirt on. Remove some of the metal and let the puppies loose and she’ll be all golden. Once his conversation finished he hung up the Den Den Mushi and placed it away before sighing. Stepping forward with a small leap heading in front of the robot who began to struggle now he spoke so they could all hear.

<p class="MsoNormal">“As much as I’d like to have a reunion with Seven here or smack you around like a fish struggling on water I’ve been called to more important purposes. As for this girl.” Pointing at Morgan. “Shes mine now, good luck. If you make it to the grand line I hope I get to sit down and have a good conversation next time.” Once again using Soru and Geppo he swiftly disappeared and grabbed Morgan placing both his arms around her body as now appearing in the Skyline heading southwards of the island back towards his ship. Stratos and his new prize slowly faded off. The man was such an enigma and confusing, what he said didn’t match what he did. But he didn’t seem barbaric and uncivilized whatsoever. They would meet again one day but it was just a matter of when.

<p class="MsoNormal">By the time Stratos left the original 15 dragonflies would finally appear in front of the bulk of the crew with Lydia and Jack in toe. The main samurai looking guy would step forward and speak. “We have a ship for you all with some food supplies and a simple compass not a good one so far. We can take you to it, but we have to hurry. No time to waste the rest of our friends are being over-run.” The group of men would take off running to the west were some of the forest was already flattened down thanks to Hjorrant’s big fall from earlier. 3 of the ships battling in the port would explode causing a large chain reaction on the battle field. It was quite the scene seeing so much death and destruction. Along with a few poor souls being thrown so high into the air only to splat against the ground or on the remains of their sinking boat.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Getting to a large clearing on the south western side of the island a single boat could be seen about normal pirate boat size not enough for the giant still though was sitting on a anchor on the beach and this would be the saving grace for the crew. “Board it, Hurry, Set sail and get the hell out of here!” The crew literally had no choice left if they stayed it would surely mean death. From the treeline lines of blue and white color schemes could be viewed coming in vast numbers along with 3 men in all black suits which could only mean one thing. CP9 members had come. The leader could only smile with a small laugh as he looked at the coming threat with all his men. “Well boys we came a long way haven’t we? But my last order is take as many of them with you as you can.” The marines with the swords came first so the 15 dragonflies battered their way through the lines cutting down. Slashing, stabbing, getting stabbed fighting through the pain. 3 of the men died already. Now a battalion of pistoliers entered the Frey and now their numbers went down by 7. Only 5 of the dragonflies including the captain remained his sword was able to create fire and such with each slash making it a rarity in the world but if he lost it here it would be a disgrace. Turning to the ship that at the time should’ve slowly been retreating from the island now he’d hurl it with all his might hoping it’d at least reach the back end of the ship or someone would catch it. “TAKE GOOD CARE OF IT!” All of the remaining 5 firefly men attack from all sides, The captain would coat his arms completed in color of arms haki making them almost like human hammers. Some tears welling in his eyes as he killed the marines one after another he almost blanking out in a rage but long before he came back to form all of his friends had died and he was surrounding by all rifle men. The 3 CP9 agents smirking before speaking. “You would’ve been a great warrior, but you fought for the wrong cause. See you in hell my friend. Load! Cock! FIRE!”

<p class="MsoNormal">Before they could fully go through to the firing part he would rip off his dragonfly coat and swoosh it into the air and screamed out. “LONG LIVE THE DRAGONFLY”

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<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Even after the 3rdvolley he was still standing and wobbling around before one of the CP9 agents walked up with a Blunderbuss and completely tore his head straight off his body and then he proceeded to plummet to the ground. CP9 wasn’t tasked with chasing nor was it worth it for such a small time crew. Either way the pirate had successfully began to escape southwards but at the cost of what was the real question and was their lives really worth all of this? Questions they should really ask themselves. Edited by Keruberosu 18:13, June 7, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Running alongside of Seven, Morgan would stop as he did when they had reached the Marine that had stopped even the Giant. Her emerald hues looked over the man as he smoked his pipe and heard the people around her trying to talk to the man as he only told them to hold on a moment while he spoke on the Den Den Mushi to whomever he was talking to.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Not wasting any time, she’d quickly move to Seven’s other arm and with true feeling in her fingers once more, she’d move to the wires that were in his elbow and quickly finish the bit of repair while her eyes flashed from her work to the Marine that was speaking and ignoring the group. Not that she really cared. It allowed her to make sure that the arm was functional. She then heard the man begin to speak about how much he’d /like/ to have a reunion with Seven and it only made her want to roll her eyes. It only meant that the man knew of his origins. *Oh how important the life of a Marine is..* She thought to herself as she moved the wire back into place and heard ‘As for this girl.’ Her eyes slowly looked from what she was doing to the Marine that was now looking to her. The first thing that came through her mind was the fact of her mother having a bounty on her but even she didn’t know where her mother was so asking her where she was would be rather pointless.

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<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“SEVEN!!!!” She cried out and tried to reach for him even after they had moved farther from the area. But what would he had been able to do for her? Even if Seven was at his top performance, she doubted that he would be able to do anything especially with the way he had acted when he first saw the Marine. She wasn’t in any condition to fight her way out of this either. Having had no food for however long and just getting out of that Arena, she was no match for a fully rested and healthy Marine. Common sense was her worst enemy at times. Her eyes simply closed as she held on to the man. Just getting out of one prison and now captured once more. It was just her luck. Oh if her mother could see her now. The daughter of a well seasoned pirate with a 300,000,000 Belly bounty on her so easily taken by some Marine. The idea almost made her cringe at the thought of what the woman she aspired to be like would say to her if she knew.

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As Sil was listening to everything and watched closely, he ended up looking over to the wolf mink he was with as she came to his side around the same time the Vice Admiral held up his finger. Lifting his right hand, he placed it on the humanoid's head and rubbed it gently as he didn't say anything. That was also when he ended up seeing the Vice Admiral's finger point towards the blonde gal with some piercings as he only squinted under his glasses a bit to see closer due to the familiar blonde hair but only shrugged it off as the Vice Admiral had taken her. Within the time of them fading from sight, there was nothing any of them could really do or they'd probably be killed instantly, which was why Sil stayed there not really going into the situation.

After a bit of them fading out, the Dragonflies would come into contact with the others as Sil only saw how the one that chose to speak look much like a leader to them and only nodded as he pushed himself up. He was warmer now and he could move freely if he wished without his joints messing up from the extreme cold he was in before. Squatting down, he would pick up the girl that was passed out still and threw her over his shoulder while he looked to the wolf mink and said "Come on then. The name is Sil, if you were wondering." Looking forward once more, Sil took off running behind the Dragonflies as he kept his speed as good as he could due to carrying the girl and still being in pain, he would only then see the ships exploding in a chain reaction like that of what war stories would speak of. The time it took them to get from where they were to the ship wasn't that long but it was hefty. Seeing the ship in sight, It was small but it would be used for their escape, their lives. Running over to it, he'd only begin to push it into the water with all the strength he had left even while holding the girl, hoping that someone would join him in the act to get the ship fully into the water. "Someone get the anchor up on the ship." Once both were done, he'd jump in and set the girl down near the front of the ship. Standing up with an aching back, he'd only look back to all that followed as they would probably be on the ship by now and if they weren't, they hopefully would be.

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Turning to see the vast amount of marines leaving the trees, his eyes only widened as there was so many, nobody could see the look of his eyes, but the rest of his face was enough to make people turn to view the scene if nobody else did before Sil did. "We gotta leave or we're done, trust me on this. Hurry!" Within the time of those men dying for these mere pirates, they would already be sailing off with the help of everyone and Sil only stood to watch the scene going on. Though, his body tensed up as he saw the Leader of those men throw his sword towards the ship and what he said rang through his ears as Sil ran quickly to the back of the ship, pushing some people lightly to the side as he made it to the back in time and leaned over the edge of the boat with his right hand out as he caught it by the handle. Looking to the leader from how far they were already, he only stayed quiet as he then watched the carnage happening. It didn't make hm cry but memories fled to his mind, no words were spoken and as Sil held it, he watched as the same man that hrew his sword had now died. Standing up fully, his hand twisted and raised as he pointed the edge to the marines in the distance and within a second of it being that way, Sil would slash an x shape of fire into the air in front of him with fluid movements of his wrist. After the x vanished, Sil then turned his back to them as he looked at the crew in front of him, only to say to himself "If we fuck up this second chance, we've failed everything." Though, this was more than Sil's second chance as he only then sighed lightly and dropped to the floor of the boat, holding the sword tightly in his hand, only to mumble to himself "Saddening to say the least but I'll make sure to take care of this for ya." He pushed his back up against some form of railing and looked amongst the janky ass crew they were while he only thought of multiple things as of this moment. What would they do? Where would they go? These were the things that were going to be the end of them unless someone knew what they were doing wih navigating however, Sil only sat there and looked to the sword, admiring the fine work it was and began to wonder how it produced flames with each slash. 20:16, June 7, 2016
 * RandAltork <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">Did he just get ignored? Already a deep hatred for this Vice Admiral was festering within Locke and it took all of his self-control not to lash out, he knew better after all, though when Stratos grabbed the blond woman and disappeared with her he snarled, coming close to chasing after him. “Fucking marines”. He watched as the pair disappeared, unable to do anything about it.

<p class="MsoNormal">Only moments after the blond woman’s kidnapping the Dragonflies met with them, two of the pirates from earlier were following with them. “Lose one get two” he thought to himself. The announcement of a ship, specifically for their little rag tag crew was a welcome idea and he set off to follow them towards it. The destruction around him was just growing as the fight between the Dragonflies and the Marines stretched out. When they finally arrived at the Ship he just stopped and admired it for a moment, there it was, their ticket out of here, A new chance at achieving his goal, with a new ship, a new crew and a damned devil fruit it should be a hell of a lot easier. He looked back towards Hjorrant, so he wouldn’t be captain just yet, but good things come to those who wait after all. The dragonflies demanded they board and set sail to get out of here, without hesitation Locke dashed towards the ship, quickly scaling the boardwalk and stopping by the anchor, slowly but surely yanking the heavy thing out of the water.

<p class="MsoNormal">“OI, Keep the sails up, someone lift the boardwalk once we are all on and someone get the helm” He shot a look at Hjorrant who was far too big to be on the ship “SORRY FOR GIVING ORDERS, BUT HURRY UP AND PUSH US OUTTA HERE, UNFURLING THE SAILS AND ACTUALLY LETTING THE WIND TAKE US WILL TAKE WAY TOO LONG” By the time he finished barking orders the anchor would be out of the water, though he still needed to hoist it up onto the deck. He also noticed Sil run down and recollect one of the Dragonfly’s swords. “Huh … Devil Fruit and Magic Sword all on the same ship”. He kept hoisting the anchor, beads of sweat rolling down his arms and face.

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 * Yukiusagi4477 <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">As she was pet once more, her still tail began to wag ever so slightly even though she was still emitting an aura of hatred and promised death. Luna stayed seated, and kept her mouth shut. Her eyes never left the Admiral as he ignored them and took a call. Luna hated being ignored, she thought it was rude and flat out disrespectful to act as if your enemy was nothing more than trash. Fighting her desire to go and rip the man apart she dug her hands into the sand, hiding the nails that had grown slightly longer and sharper. Then, before she could blink, the man smoking the pipe disappeared and grabbed the net girl. A growl escaped the wolf mink’s mouth as her body tensed as if to pounce. Yet she stayed next to Sil as the admiral disappeared and the Dragonflies appeared. Standing when the male next to her did, she waited for him to pick up the other girl and began to follow a few steps behind him.

When he finally gave her his name she nodded, forgetting he couldn’t see her, then answered “I was wondering, but I have memorized your scent, so a name isn’t necessary. But it is nice to put a name to a scent so thank you.” As they ran, the wolf mink looked behind and around her at the others that had decided to run with them. She could smell the blood and hear the cries of the injured. She wanted to help, she really did, but she knew it would mean her life and she couldn’t die yet. She hadn’t fulfilled her dream. Sighing she saw the ship in front of them and hurried to reach it. When Sil started to push the ship and Locke started to pull up the anchor, Luna tried to help push the ship. Then the giant showed up and she got on board. As soon as they started to sail, the mink girl looked back at the shore and let out an audible gasp.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">The Dragonflies were dying and she couldn’t help. They had saved them and instead of joining them on the ship they had stayed to allow them time to escape. Rushing to the rear of the boat, she held on to the railing as she looked on in horror as all 15 men were slaughtered, but not before the leader of the Dragonflies threw his sword and Sil caught it. Turning to the male she watched as he formed a flaming X then sat down and examined the sword. Walking over to him she sat next to him like a dog, then looked over at the sword. “Do you mind if I sit here? That is a nice blade, been kept in good condition too. Not many people know how to properly care for a blade with such ability. Looks like it has good balance as well. Not only can it spit fire, but it can kill an enemy in one swipe of the blade. It’s a nice sword, take good care of it.” She whispered to him, her training from her slave days kicking in. She had been taught to be silent in front of others and only talk in low tones to prevent herself from being heard. She had only been a search dog, so there had been no point in allowing her to talk other then when she had found something. Sighing she kicked herself in her mind for falling back in to those old habits, but kept quiet as she listed to the waves and the others on the ship. Where they would go from here was anyone’s guess, but she had decided she would follow the male where ever he went, because so far he seemed like a good ally to have around. 03:32, June 9, 2016
 * KasumiHozuki <p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">Keeping her eyes focused on the male, it seemed he was looking at one of them; However before she could trail what his eyes were being fixated on. He would disappear and reappear behind Morgan, “NO!” Reaching her arm forward Ondine was too late. The man had disappeared with the Women with her exposed body. ‘Wait… Was that why? Must have been, Male Humans seem to be perverted… At least in my case and others like me’ taking less then a second to realize she own clothes. She would smirk, She was wearing a black blouse that covered over her busty breast like strips; however could easily be blown up by the wind exposing her. Along with a mini skirt connecting/exposing her bikini bottom. ‘I guess I should consider myself lucky he paid no attention to me’ she thought to herself as she patted Sevens shoulder.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke:rgb(0,0,0);">‘Whos going to watch the seas?’ looking around seeing no one was rushing to the spot she climbed the ships nets up to the viewing deck. Almost warmed by the view of the ocean. “Kyle… I did it. One day our ships will meet and that will be the day of my biggest test” Ondine spoke aloud as she smiled at the feeling of freedom. Turning around she could see the bloody tragedy of the men that had saved their lives, “And thank you… From the pillars of the sea I bless you on whatever travels you will come across in the after life” Giving the blessing of a Mermaid she blowed them all a kiss with a frown on her face. They had died too much for them… not even one of them had climbed aboard with them; it made Ondine truly question who they were and what their purpose was. However that was for another time— Turning back around she would await orders to be given as a look out. 02:03, June 10, 2016
 * A Wikia contributor 89.98.181.179<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top:0px!important;">It took but a second for the world to change as a negative light shrouded over the Robot who stared off in the distance in disbelief. His eyelids peeled back, lis parted in gasp, and a hand reaching out into the distance as if being able to pluck a memory from the very winds themselves. She was gone. Just like that she was swept off her feet and taken away. He couldn’t even see where she was taken, so fast was the one who took her. He couldn’t even see if she was hurt on not. All he knew was that he was still alive as she called for him. And he stood but powerless. Fists and jaw now clenched as he fell to his knees while building waves crashed into the shoreline not far away. The final echoes of her cry for help slowly vanishing together with what little pride Seven had in him.

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<p class="MsoNormal">“I failed you… because I’m not good enough. Because I’m too weak.”

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<p class="MsoNormal">Lifting his chin he looked up at the sky and punched a heavy metal hand down in the sand while feeling Ondines touch on his shoulder. He couldn’t say why but it was calling and soothing. When she said she would help him find Morgan, he truly believed her.. But Seven knew that they had to be stronger and he needed better eyes to keep track of the man that moved faster than the wind.

<p class="MsoNormal">“MORGAN! We’ll come for you! Just you wait!!!!!!!!!!!!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Forcing himself back up to his feet Seven quietly joined behind Ondine and then walked over to the helm of the ship where he et his gaze fall over the ever growing ocean in the distance. In his mind he was already thinking about way to improve so he could find his friend again knowing the road in front of him would be long and difficult with many a surprise. 04:28, June 10, 2016
 * PrinceSerizawa Theme https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tb-opeF2548Snoring away with an empty bottle of rum on his chest had been Bellamy resting away on the boat it's been a couple hours since his escape from warship Island and quite frankly Bell had no idea where he was going. His boat had changed course the moment he went to sleep as him and his boat washed up the shore. It grabbed the attention of a few people around the docking area, eyeing Bellamy as he snored away some questioned who was he, if it wasn't for his insane snoring people would've thought he was dead. He smelled like Rum with a bad body odor it took one of the fishermen to grab one of his rods to poke the sleeping Bellamy.

Fisherman: HEY! WAKE UP YOUR RUNNING MY CATCH FOR TODAY A FISHERMAN HAS TO EAT YOU KNOW!

Bellamy: Huh?! AGH! What the hell!

Bellamy rose up quickly looking around in a panic since the attack on Warship Island he been on the deep end he was actually surprised he escaped to be honest even with his wits he should have been caught. He soon rose from the Row-boat looking around quite surprised he made it to an Island he never been this far away from home so taking all this in was a bit new to him. Feeling the cool air against his skin Bellamy breathe in avoiding his bad odor just for a second.

Bellamy: Hey old man where am I?

Fisherman: Your stepping on Dawn Island my boy, something tells me you weren't just sailing out there in those waters boy. Tell me what are you running from?

Bellamy: Nothing.. Mind your old business

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Bellamy began to make his way on his own before hearing the old man mention food and some clothes and a nice hot shower those where all the things Bellamy did not have, the things he needed. With not much of a choice Bellamy accpected the offer as the Fisherman began to lead him towards the Foosha Village. 04:48, June 10, 2016
 * Keruberosu <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Sera: Watching the marines fray Sara wasted no time, continuing her charge she tried to remain focused on the others ahead of her, making sure they escaped.  Mid sprint the females feline senses where suddenly bombarded by instinctual warnings. With out time to fully react she was plowed straight into the sand creating a massive wake in her fall making clouds of sand rise in billows. Feeling nearly all the air forced out of her lungs a loud outcry was heard as the heels of his boots slammed into her back.

A long moment passed as she lay there  in pain under his feet. Slowly turning her head she closed one eye while looking back at him while blood dripped from her nose. Saras sight pulsed from clear to blurry  as her anger skyrocketed. “ . . . .  “digging her hands into the ground the massive female wanted to move but with radiating pain spreading through her back she simply couldn’t. Looking around at the others as they spoke. “ run... “ she hissed under her mouth while she extended her claws gripping the sand thinking of what to do... more importantly what he was going to do. How long was this man going to stand on her back and why. Drawing in breath she groaned as she shifted her legs shakily trying to stand on all fours.

“ If... you wouldn’t mind getting off my back that.. would be great. “ she said spitting out a mouth full of blood saliva and sand, still mad as all get out she still didn’t know the extent of this mans power. But from this example she knew she didn’t have a chance if she wasn’t smart about her actions. Lifting her left leg into a kneel she painfully and slowly moved unwilling to just lay there and take what ever was dished out. Pausing Sara’s eyes went wide while the man lifted his finger in a completely asinine manner  answered a incoming call. “..what..th-a...” she thought staring while he stood there on call with navy communication. Flattening her large furry ears she loud a loud hiss in protest, being completely ignored despite the fact his boots where firmly planted on her body she couldn’t help but feel her anger rise to the point sparks appeared in her field of vision.

Being pushed down slightly by his jump forward. Snarling she turned back and stood rubbing the red marks on her back. “ Jerk...”  watching more appear she hissed once more pissed off by the amount of bullshit. Dusting her self off she watched the converse between the cyborg and the man whom previously plowed her into the ground. After the mans departure others approached,  baring her teeth faintly Sara growled defensively after all that happened she couldn’t tell what was friendly and what was foe, until they spoke.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Sara tightened her jaw watching all that was going on movement not far off cought her attention a man carrying a woman. At this point she didn’t hesitate on anything, quickly moving over the large framed woman runs over to them. Pressing her shoulder into the ship the feline pushed all four hundred pounds of her muscle into it. Keeping her senses about Sara spoke to the man while looking back keeping an eye for others. “ I've got it. Get into the ship and set her down. Lugging her around isn’t good for either of ya. “ reaching up she gripped a hold of a thick white rope hanging  from the ship, giving it a few sturdy tugs she found it suitable for the task. Handing over to him she continues to lean her weight into the ship slowly pushing it forward. Taking in a deep breath she turned pressing both palms against the wood surface. Pushing harder her feet quickly began to dig into the sand with every  step forward causing the ship the lurch forward a little faster. Digging her claws slightly against the thick wood she kept a firm grip assuring once the ship hit water and began to drift she wouldn’t be left behind. 21:02, June 10, 2016
 * Kurasake <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Hjörrant sat there, his mind coming back together as the feeling of pain slowly went away; fading like the patience he had for this small being. There was definitely some respect for this monster of his own right, if Hjörrant's own deduction was right then this small creature somehow had the power to not only bring the Gluttonous down but was able to do so and inflict pain; a great feat in of itself.

Despite these great things performed, Stratos had now just awakened something deep down in the Gluttonous' mind. A morbid sort of curiosity forming, he had never experienced something stronger than him before. Hjörrant wanted to figure out this power, he wanted to know just how and why a tiny, weak creature such as a human had such power. Interest began to amount quickly, Hjörrant's hands digging into the ground underneath before suddenly his right fist brought itself into the air. Hjörrant let out one more laugh as he brought the fist down, but it was at that moment Stratos simply made note he was to be leaving and he flashed away as though he was never there...

Suddenly, he was behind one of the other pirates before suddenly grabbing her, and then the vice-admiral was off. Hjörrant's fist tightened up seeing that whatever that was, it was gone already. The chance he had to learn about some greater power or even destroy it had been lost.

Hjörrant began to growl deeply under his breath, his hands slamming into the ground around him while he looked. The ground shook with each pound, each and every on Hjörrant's eyes redirected to something else to look out. Each gaze held a piercing quality to him, he was looking for something among the pirates. Suddenly, there within his sight was a brightly colored human who stood around with the group. Hjörrant screamed as suddenly his body dived back down, even for the Fireflies to see as he dove head-first to Marquise.

If there was to be no interruption, Hjörrant would simply snap up Marquise; completely crushing her upper half with his giant teeth before lifting himself back up; staring down the Fireflies. There would have been screaming on Marquise's behalf, but she was too busy having tons of pressure being applied to her head, arms, and body before such areas were made into mince meat with Hjörrant beginning to grind his teeth. The tailor's lower-half unnaturally rolling as the skin and bone that connected it to what used to be the rest of the body twisted and contorted as it also shred apart at the same time.

A great amount of blood, although small for Hjörrant, bled over his teeth and was sucked onto his tongue while he briefly opened his mouth and  brought in the rest of Marquise's body with an overhanging bite that dragged the rest of her dead body into his mouth. He seemed to slightly calm... or was he even angrier. It was hard to tell as his dead, white eyes didn't even blink as the Fireflies drew close. His expressions taut as he grinded down on the tailor from before, he had an inkling for blood.

Hjörrant began to charge off as soon as he heard a boat was near and got directions from one of the Fireflies on just where it was, leaving the others behind. On his crusade to the beach, it was almost as if the day turned to night as huge explosions took place off the side of the coast; lighting up the sky with the colors of the roaring flames. Hjörrant, however, simply kept charging on; nothing in that explosion was interesting enough to make him stop for the moment. The beast made it to the clearing in a time under to where the fireflies got on. He watched as everyone loaded themselves in, each and every man and woman as they desperately climbed within; everyone obviously didn't want to stay on this island.

As Locke began to give out orders, Hjörrant simply grunted before walking a little bit into the water and digging his hands under the sands beneath before they reemerged and latched onto the bottom of the ship. The giant began to wade into sea, taking long strides as he drew further and further within the coean, the ship now literally being held by him as he reached the waters.

Whenever he reached a water level to the center of his chest he simply let go, giving a light push to the ship to give it some speed while he quietly swam by the ship's side, not going into a full swim simply so that large waves or his own hands smashed the ship into oblivion and ended its little expedition.

They were on the sea now, which was fortunate enough to give Hjörrant some time to sort out his mind and make sense of this all. He wasn't sure what was going to happen for now on, but what he did know was that he had at least one competent man with devil fruit powers and a cook. As for the rest, he'd make out his plan as soon as they got away from sight of Warship Island. Those who joined him, that would be fine; those who tried to choose another captain they could die.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">(Made a fodder post, took a bit, but it's here. Gomennasai, gay retards.) Edited by Kurasake 21:59, June 10, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Applejack:

As the soft breezes went through Jack's hair it would make him look like an model from loreal.He would walk around on the deck searching and asking people where the bar was on the ship so he could do something usefull on the ship. as the kitchen was allready opperated by Sil. Jack would think since every guy likes booze and woman he would take care of that part. as he had charmed his ways through Cities before he got captured and he luckily survived the Pirate games it was time for everyone to chill out on the sea. Cause they where pirates and they lived free.

As he finally found a counter that looked like it could be  a bar he went and found some grapes. as he knew alot about drinks he squished the grapes putting them inside a metal container he found. making it possible for them to have whine in like 2 weeks at sea. He would grab a guitar that he found in the captains chambers when he was there for investigation and started playing a small tune fluting with the guitar play.Listen to the song jack plays

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">After playing for a while Jack took a big bite of his last apple as he slumbered around the ship. Finding the kitchen he would look at Sil busy cooking. Applejack decided he needed to have the apples in the kitchen cause they where nice and red. He would snatch four of them as he continued towards the upper deck. whistling some songs 16:14, June 11, 2016
 * TheSilverPoet <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Lydia:

as they finaly where at sea the fresh air blowing around them and the waves rolling. the young girl would walk over the deck looking around at everyone who was on board. some had found a place to do what they were good at so she would just walk around waving to the peaple that noticed her.

she noticed the man named Sil who catched the flaming sword sit there looking around with a mink next to him she would walk up to them and wave before speaking "hey there thats a nice sword you have there, im Lydia by the way if i can help with anything just give me a yell" smiling Lydia would walk around more noticing jack at some sort of bar she would wave at him and tell him she was exploring and would come back later to talk to him.

as she passes the side of the ship she notices the giant thinking his name was Hjörrant she would call out to him '''"hey there Hjörrant right ? can i get you something to eat or drink ? having to swim all the time must make you hungry right ?" l'''eaning abit over the ship to talk to this giant man giving a kind smile to him.

she wanted to help on the ship and make friend so thats what she did going around introducing herself and offering her help if needed, the last person she went to was Locke all in the back at the bow of the ship she would watch him look out over the sea she didnt wanto interupt him as he seemed in thought but spoke up sofetly '''" so where are we heading for ?" '''with that question she tried to get a hight of the man infront of her and see if he was to deep in thoughts to notice her or not.

"are you gonna be the one who will bark the orders during this hole trip ?" giving a wink at the man showing se was joking around with him and asking a question at the same time to lighten the mood. " im Lydia by the way, any orders for me ?"

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">she would lean against a railing and wait for him to answer her questions as she looks in the same direction he did when she started talking to him, the cold sea air sending goosebumps over her skin making her wish she had a coat or somehing.