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| Want to Be a Pirate?; Your chance for immortality! ... Sort of. | |
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| Topic Started: Dec 15 2011, 07:53 PM (1,169 Views) | |
| TheUltimateMaddogg | May 21 2012, 12:22 PM Post #16 |
Fuck The Polite
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Name: Ratwing Epiphet: N/A Race: Human Age 17 Sex: Male Appearance: Ratwing is a very simple looking man, he has a black buzz-cut, with black beady eyes, a large nose, and thin lips. He stands about 5'8" and weighs 150 pounds. His ears are rather large, and chewed up from his many fights with his arch rival, CatCopter. General Clothing:He wears a white and blue tank top and board shorts with brown sandals. Background: Ratwing was a trouble kid who had troubles in school. His parents wanted him to be a Marine, so he attempted to finish basic training but flunked out unable to keep up. He found himself without a home at the age of 15 and jobless so he decided to become a pirate and steal his way to success. Personality: Ratwing is ultra friendly. Does not like to talk bad about others and respects everyone higher rank than he is, everyone... He has a tendency to chew things, like pieces of wood, or metal, or peoples legs, earning him the name Ratwing. His original name was forever lost in the sea the day he set sail with the Krunch Pirates. Position/Job: The Best Cabin Boy Dream/Conviction: To Be King of the Pirates, and start his own crew one day to Rival that of the Krunch Pirates Weapons/Equipment: He has a dagger, shaped like buck teeth, about 7". Devil Fruit: No Fruit Techniques: He can chew through metal. |
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| Professional Protagonist | May 21 2012, 02:14 PM Post #17 |
Girl power
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I appreciate it, Charlotte. 
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| Washington | May 23 2012, 02:46 AM Post #18 |
The Big Bad Wolf
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Oh hey, I could make a new one, can't be that hard, right? Name: Ilving Epithet: Iron Fin Ilving Race: Fishman, Megalodon Shark Age 39 Sex: Male Appearance: Height: 13'5 Weight: 449 lbs Ilving is large and bulky in size and shape, having a very square, brutish apearance overall. His eyes are completely black, standing out against his white skin, constant throughout the entirety of his body. His dorsal fin has been replaced by curved steel blade, mostly retaining the shape of his missing fin. His "dorsal" fin runs down the back of his head to the bottom of his neck. He's bald, though his eyebows are red and bushy. General Clothing: he wears a simple pair of black trunks, and when on land he wears a pair of straw sandals. Background: As far back as he can remember he recalls living in a ship graveyard, where he took apart the ships that had sank and used the pieces to build a home for himself. One night as he slept, a marine ship that had been shot and sank landed on his home, trapping him. Though he managed to escape, it was at the cost of his fin which he has since replaced with the tip of a broken giant's knife. Having lost his home and as no suitable building materials were left, Ilving swam to the surface, climbing aboard the first ship he found, the ship of of Bartholomew K. Runch. Personality: For the mostpart Ilving is rather kind and friendly, though since his appeance often frightens humans he prefers to be in solitude Though incredibly large and strong, he often forgets his own power, trying to talk his way out of fights with strong looking oppoinents. He's made a habit out of thinking out loud. Position/Job: Shipwright Dream/Conviction: To swim to the deepest depths of the ocean. Weapons/Equipment: Bladed Dorsal Fin. Devil Fruit: None Techniques: A favorite attack of Ilving is to lift opponents above him and slam them onto his steel fin. When underwater, he extends this attack by diving in and out of the water. In addition to this he uses traditional Fishmen Karate. Well damn, that took longer than I thought. Oh well. |
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| Professional Protagonist | May 23 2012, 02:16 PM Post #19 |
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Girl power
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That's... Erm.... Interesting, Brocken. A... Megalodon shark? That's rather insane. I'd expect that to be as strong as Arlong while an infant. XD |
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| Setsu | May 23 2012, 02:22 PM Post #20 |
Resident Waterbender
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Name: William Bamph Epithet: BAMF Race: Human Age: 39 Sex: Male Appearance: Standing at an immense 7'3", and weighing just about 425lbs, William is a hulk. His frame is wide and bulky, and his muscles are rather large. William's face is rather jagged and wide. He has medium-long, bright, shaggy blonde hair, a boxed beard. and emerald-green eyes. General Clothing: William wears bronze frame rectangular glasses. His clothing consists of a tight white T-shirt that shows off his large and muscular build, and a pair of black tattered cloth pants. Background: William grew up in a small town. His father, who ran an inn, had raised him alone, as his mother had passed away giving birth to him. One day when William was 19, a traveller stumbled into the inn half dead. He told William to hide the fruit in his bag, so that no one could find it. William thougth the whole thing was overly dramatic, so William hid it the best way he knew how: in his stomach. He knew right away something was off. He wasn't able to breathe, so he started gasping for air. His arms and legs were shrinking into nothing, and he began thrashing around breaking tables and chairs. People were screaming all around him. The next thing he knew he was in bed. His father explained to him exactly what it was he saw. He was effectively kicked out of the house by his father, as his father feared for his own safety over that of his son's. Ever since, William has been travelling as much as he can, honing his cartography (and brawling) skills. Why is he a cartographer? Fruit. I forgot to explain that. He met Captain Runch at a... Devil Fruit Convention or summat. I dunno. If you use him, you make it up. Maybe Runch was looking for a cartographer, and just happened across William or something. Personality: William is very strong-willed, and fairly talkative. Despite his hulk-like appearance he is actually very nice. That isn't to say he's not crazy strong or what not though. He can be a ruthless motherfucker if he needs to. Position/Job: Cartographer Dream/Conviction: To create a highly detailed and accurate map of the world. Weapons/Equipment: A Pen. Devil Fruit: The Same-Same no Mi. It is a Zoan type Devil Fruit that allows William to transform into a shark. This fruit is actually quite useless, as he still sinks like a rock in his shark form, and in his hybrid form, he can't breathe oxygen. Techniques: Body Slam: He sprints towards his target, and launches himself at them at top speed, crashing into them. Shark Slam: A variant of the Body Slam. He into a shark in midair and bites his opponent before quickly turning back. Pen Stab: He stabs his pen... into their FACE... or wherever. |
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| Volksgeist | May 23 2012, 03:24 PM Post #21 |
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Name: Barbarossa Epiphet: Big Arm Barbarossa, Redface Barbarossa Race: Human/Giant Mix Age 45 Sex: Male Appearance: Standing a full seven-foot-two in height and weighing in at 282 pounds, Big Arm Barbarossa is no puny little man. He is slightly portly, but that which appears to be fat is just a thin layer he prefers to think of as a means to hide his ridiculous amount of muscle (e.g. he looks squishy but he isn't squishy). He has a shaven head and a curly, erratic orangish-red beard. His face is angular, his chin almost chiseled to Greco-Roman perfection, and his arm muscles are almost as angular and toned as well. On his right upper arm, he has a large tattoo of a woman on a treasure chest with a captain's wheel in the background. His left arm has a tattoo that stretches the entire length of it, a chain that winds down around his arm and ends with an anchor on the top of his left hand. Most of his fat has gravitated toward his stomach region, and so he has a bit of a keg belly. Other than that, Barbarossa essentially has the physique of a strongman. General Clothing: Barbarossa isn't one to appear too fancy. Atop his head he wears a wide-brimmed triangular hat, underneath which he wears a black bandana. On his torso, he wears a white cotton shirt and a red vest that is heavily stained. He wears a brown leather belt diagonally from left shoulder to right hip on which he has a small knife and a flask. Bound diagonally the other way are a couple lengths of chain. In hand, he generally carries a cudgel, a hunk of driftwood he has become particularly attached to. His legs are clad in black pants and he has a pair of black leather boots that appear much newer than the rest of his attire. If someone asks him about them, he will often tell them a story about how he acquired the boots. Every story he tells is different, and no one knows which one is true. Background: Barbarossa was raised on a small island (same boat as Luke, in this respect). Growing up, he was always told how he was so large due to giant's blood being in his veins. As he grew older, he found that his great-great-great-grandmother had indeed been a giant from Elbaf. Using this strange bloodline to his advantage, he began working jobs that primarily took physical skill (e.g. lifting and moving things, bodyguard-esque jobs, etc.) After a long while, he soon found that many people were beginning to prefer bodyguards who relied on weapons more than their fists. Discouraged, Barbarossa fell into a slump during which he became a major alcoholic. At a nondescript bar in a nondescript place, Barbarossa was approached by Runch to join his pirating crew. He agreed on one condition, he would only join if Runch could beat him in a drinking game. Being naturally larger and more robust, Barbarossa was certain he could win and even force Runch to pay for the drinks. Much to his dismay, he was entirely wrong. Being the loser, he paid for the drinks and is indebted to Runch for so long as Runch chooses to need Barbarossa's services. Over time, he has grown to love the pirating life and the open seas. Personality: Barbarossa is a heavy drinker and is outrageously sarcastic. He likes to pick on the other crew members and laughs a lot. He is very adamant when it comes to anything pertaining to his duties, and works his hardest (drunk or not) to get them done as fast and efficiently as he possibly can. All in all, Barbarossa is a friendly and nice guy, is always up for a wager, is a hard worker, and is only serious when the situation demands it. Position/Job: Gaoler (Watches the Brig) Dream/Conviction: To find a purpose and one day visit Elbaf to learn of his roots. Also, to drink every alcoholic beverage known to the world at least once. Weapons/Equipment: Chains and a very basic cudgel (e.g. a hunk of driftwood). He also has a small knife and a flask full of whatever alcohol he had access to last. Devil Fruit: N/A Techniques: Memory Jog - Barbarossa bonks a person on the head to jog their memory, using his cudgel. It is almost always far too hard and ends up knocking them unconscious. Bane - If Barbarossa is in the middle of a frenzy and gets his thick arms around an enemy, he will promptly snap their back over his knee to stop them from doing anything (for a year, screw da batman). Darts! - Barbarossa is a pro at playing darts, due to the fact that he spent A LOT of time in bars. He has learned to apply this skill to his small knife, and therefore can throw it fairly far with decent accuracy. Edited by Volksgeist, May 23 2012, 06:50 PM.
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| Professional Protagonist | May 23 2012, 05:35 PM Post #22 |
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Girl power
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@ Jordan: Yeah, sorry, but I don't think I'll be using this guy. Thanks though. @ Max: We've already got a drunken boxer in the way of Bermuda Lee, and a couple heavy lifters. Then there's the matter of a strength enhancing fruit. As a part giant, he really really wouldn't need that. Otherwise I do like it. |
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| Washington | May 23 2012, 06:07 PM Post #23 |
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The Big Bad Wolf
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Not really, considering Fisher Tiger was stronger than Jinbe and Arlong while being a sea bream fishman. Type usually determines size rather than strength. Although I considered a bullhead orginally. Much smaller, |
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| Charnobyl | May 23 2012, 06:10 PM Post #24 |
Chan eil.
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I've got Tam's character for you, Jeff. I'll just PM his shit to you because i'm too lazy to fix things. |
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| Professional Protagonist | May 23 2012, 06:21 PM Post #25 |
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Girl power
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Hellz to the yeah! Triple H coming at me!  Thanks a million.Edit: I was also thinking of making HHH a decently skilled navigator. Huzzah! I'll make that decision based on any other submissions I get, though. Edited by Professional Protagonist, May 23 2012, 06:53 PM.
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| Professional Protagonist | May 23 2012, 06:49 PM Post #26 |
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Girl power
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Name: Hachirou H. Hachirou Epiphet: Race: Human Age 23 Sex: Male Appearance: Hachiro is 6’3” and weighs 193 lbs most of which is carefully sculpted muscle even within his small frame. He has broad shoulders and a very athletic body for his size. With messy chestnut brown hair and blue eyes, Hachiro is good looking to most women even with multiple scars that he hides under his clothes. General Clothing: Hachiro like to stay hidden and covered most of the time. He still has fears of people treating him poorly like he was when he entered his village after eating the Neko Neko no Mi fruit. His favourite colour is brown so he generally wears a full brown outfit. Mainly he wears brown baggy cargo trousers with a brown sleeveless top, to protect his hands while fighting he wears brown leather gloves with three quarter arm length covers to protect his arms. Due to his reclusive side he also wears a brown scarf that normally sits covering up his face to his nose, this helps him feel more comfortable around people. Background: Personality: Hachiro is a somewhat reclusive person, due to majority of his life being spent alone in the woods of Forest Island. He tends to stay off to the side of groups and observe usually from a high location. Reserved in the face of danger Hachiro has a tendency to stave off fighting if not needed, but he will also seldom run away either. Due to his animal side Hachiro is also very protective of nakama and has been known to lash out at small matters that offended people he cares for, while ignoring insults towards him. Position/Job: Scout Dream/Conviction: To find a purpose in his life Weapons/Equipment: Machete Devil Fruit: Neko Neko no Mi: Model Lion (Cat Cat Fruit: Model Lion) Techniques: Juuōken is a powered up punch that can only be used when Hachiro is a Lionman. It is a punch he throws with all his might, which goes so fast that it distorts the air around his fist. The air is said to actually form into the shape of a roaring Lions head as it roars towards its target within a split second. Shiosai – A super roar which at close range can cause ear drums to rupture and cause extreme pain, nausea and disorientation. It can be heard from over five miles away and bolster allies spirits if used correctly. He does not say Shiosai but merely calls it that instead of a loud roar. Lionman - Hachiro becomes a half human half Lion hybrid. This form increases Hachiros height and overall appearance. It also gives him a tremendous boost to his physical strength and speed for close combat fighting. His height increases to a towering 7’5” with a massive mane of hair and a dirty blond fur covering his whole body. His entire size is increased including his whole build, hand and feet sizes. His shoes break due to the increase in size of his feet and he tends to pull off his top to help keep his movements unrestricted. Beast form – The ability to turn into a fully grown Lion. Hachiro can become a fully grown lion approximately 6’6” long fromhead to tail and his tail is roughly 32 inches long. His clothes stick to his body tightly and his sheath and sword still rest on his back, but this time it rest vertically along his spine to stay tucked in. |
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| Volksgeist | May 23 2012, 06:50 PM Post #27 |
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Edited mine, if is is any sort of useful now 
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| Snow White | May 25 2012, 01:49 AM Post #28 |
And not a fuck was given
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What he said 
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| Professional Protagonist | May 31 2012, 03:25 AM Post #29 |
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Girl power
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Sweet has finished the template for Bermuda Lee, the doctor! Huzzah! Name: Bermuda Lee Epiphet: The Drunken Doctor, his friends call him Double D Race: Human Age: 29 Sex: Male Appearance: 6' 1". Has a broad nose, with a red face. Eyes are have shut all the time. Has a long black bushy beard with silver streaks through it. General Clothing: Loosely fit Black Kung-Fu jacket with dark blue scrubs underneath, kung fu shoes with a light blue ribbon tied to the end of his beard, and a black bandana on his head. Background: Grew up with his mom. His mom was a doctor and taught him everything she knew. She sheltered him and forbade him to do any martial arts. This made him want to do it even more. Secretly he went and trained with a master. But one day she found out about his secret training. She told him the reason why she forbid him to learn martial arts. His father was a martial artist and became a pirate when he was born. He was the best at what he did but was never heard from again. He used a forbiden martial arts style called Drunken Boxing. She didn't want to have her son disappear as well. The navy came looking for any information on his dad and attacked the village. Bermuda tried protecting his mother but in the end she was shot. With her last words she told Bermuda to follow his dreams. So Bermuda decided to take both his parents dreams and make his own. He would be a doctor and become the best Drunken Boxer in the world. Bermuda took the light blue ribbon that his mom always wore to remember her by and went out to search for a master that would teach him Drunken Boxing. In his search he found out that when he drank stronger liquor it would give him more power and abilities. He ended up on a ship the Runch was using, drunk and asleep in the cargo hold. Personality: Wise ass, pervert, but very kind and protective to people he's close to. Position/Job: Doctor Dream/Conviction: To heal people and to be the best Drunken Boxing Master in the world Weapons/Equipment: Dial that contains a large ammount of liquor; hidden away in his beard. Devil Fruit: N/A Techniques: Doctor's Appointment: When surrounded by a group of enemies he'll take a drink of liquor and then dodge any attack they dish out while attacking pressure points to stun the enemies. The Corkscrew: Dives at his opponent head first spinning in the air and slamming into their chest. (Which can lead to the Hangover move) The Hangover: While in battle he will fall backwards on the ground looking like he's too drunk. When the opponent comes to attack he will do a spinning leg kick to get back up and then do many strikes to the face and necks with his fists. Once that attack is over will slump back down on the ground and drink some more. |
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