ABITUS DUES [QUEST]

[----- genbu]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=width,100][atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #363c45;] YONKOU MALE TWENTY-TWO QUEST.

[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN The yonkou was aboard Leviathan by himself, sailing their massive ship into the port of Lougetown. He had left behind his first mate and second commander behin for this private expedition. It wasn't due to greed or disrespect to his partners, but this was a matter he and nikon had to finish themselves. Brough up in the time of pirates, with crews that didnt coexsist, meeting one another meant death. One of the most noticable of these vendettas was Eternus Dues, but it has been five years since that age, and their name is all but lost to time. The male stood atop the front of his ship, it had moved beside the dock. Genbu turned and shackeled the ship to the dock, and jumped from it's side. The man began his quest to the belly of lougetown, though he had made coordinates to meet Nikon at the gallows, which meant heading into the heart of Lougetown. His seastone nodachi sheathed, the man surrounded himself in an aura of darkness, a cloak and hood spread across him, the man dark as the night. Begining his journey, simply phasing through the people as they walked through him. These ignorant people living their lives normally, despite the secret that lougetown held. Though he knew attention was atleast brought on the new owners of Lougetown, Behemoth. People supporting their cause rose their own signs with the insignia of Behemoth. Coming to a stop, the male stood before the gallows. The very same gallows that began piracy, with the murder of Roger. His own lifestyle was in debt to this man of legend. The one who had found the treasure all pirates thirst for, the one known as One Piece. Genbu would not lie, a small portion of himself holds onto this story, and wants to find that treasure, though with how the world is now to how it was back in his day, it would not be worth it. Thus Genbu's ambition, to change the world. Taking a step into the shadows, the man put more thought into this deep thinking, while waiting on the 'white tiger'. TEMPLATE FOR GENBU THE YONKOU

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][style=background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2OLw5.png); width:400px; border-radius:20px 20px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius:20px 20px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 0px;][style=text-align:center; color:#fff; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; font-size:25px; border-bottom:1px dotted #dedede;]we'll do what we've always done[/style][style=margin-top:-3px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#dedede; font-family:arial narrow; text-align:center;]shut our eyes and hope for the best[/style][/style][style=background-image:none; width:400px; font-family: arial; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; color:#111;][style=float:right; border:4px solid #111; height:100px; width:100px; margin:4px;][/style] A call had went out. A screaming into the abyss of simple existence, the dull mainstay of everyday life. The cry for change had been sounded, and it all began here in the aptly named Town of the Beginning and the End, Loguetown. Recently acquired by none other than the most wanted pirate on the face of the earth, Genbu. The Black Tortoise of the Yonkou had claimed this infamous port as his territory and frankly, who the hell was going to argue with him? One of the few men who, by bounty and rank amongst pirates at least, could theoretically stand up to him was Nikon Fausto. The white haired leader of the Storm Riders was almost as wanted by the World Government as his physical opposite was, and he had the power to back up his bounty. But he had no quarrel with the Behemoth captain, he had nothing but respect for him and his achievements. At worst he would refer to them as friendly rivals in the conquest of this depressing world. Hearing his fellow Yonkou call to him, he ventured to Loguetown alone, not wanting to draw anymore attention to himself than he normally did. Covering his head with his white cloak at all times, he moved relatively incognito through the bustling streets as he made his way to the appointed place. He was excited, he had a vague idea why he had been called to meet with the other man, but it was hazy at best. Even his sources in an around Loguetown had nothing to offer him when he'd asked. Time would tell. Reaching the clearing that held the infamous gallows where this age of piracy had been birthed with a roar of dissent against the Marine dictators, Nikon felt a pang of pride at his position in the world. Despite all the murdering and pillaging he'd done in his career as a pirate, he still thought of the Government as more of a plague upon the seas than any pirate, including himself. He didn't wipe islands off the map simply for wanting to know of the past after all. Lowering his hood as he approached the back of his ally of the day, he announced his presence with a few simple words, his tone managing to equal the smile across his face in terms of sheer pleasure. "Nice night fer it, Genbu. Sure as sure." Tonight was a night of promise after all, and despite the hand that never strayed far from the blade at his waist, he more or less trusted his fellow Yonkou not to stab him in the back. But time would tell. Even if things did go awry, he was the White Tiger. He would handle things as they happened, just as he'd done his entire life. [/style][style=background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2OLw5.png); width:400px; border-radius:0px 0px 20px 20px; -moz-border-radius:0px 0px 20px 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 20px;][style=text-align:center; color:#fff; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; font-size:25px; border-bottom:1px dotted #dedede;]deep breaths, clenched fists[/style][style=margin-top:-3px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#dedede; font-family:arial narrow; text-align:center;]i do not think we're invincible[/style][/style]

[style=text-align:center; font-size:9px;]made by river! of ote![/style]

[----- genbu]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=width,100][atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #363c45;] YONKOU MALE TWENTY-TWO QUEST.

[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN A half, of the world's worst nightmares found themselves on this conquered earth. The MARINES would launch all their fleets at them, in order to stop the yonkou and capture them, to share a similar fate of Roger. Though that brought attention to the loss of law in lougetown, the city wasn't perfect, but normally there were men proudly serving the CORP. "odd." he spoke to himself, as his attention felt the physical pressure the White Tiger released, the strength of the man was likely on a scale of his own. The Storm Rider's a famous crew through the grand line, as his selection of Behemoth was. Nikon greeted genbu, a simple nod to return the greeting as he stepped forth from the darkness. Taking proper steps to begin their guidance into the sewers of Lougetown. Taking them through the back streets at first to thin the crowd of innocent lives, and to speak privately as they dead streets. Was it arrogance that genbu felt, as Nikon despite his status was on his guard. His reputation perhaps was more infamous then he presumed, though he put no more thought on the matter. Instead he brough up the invitation of the yonkou to Nikon. "I have contacted Trine Warmack, the Vermillion Bird. You are invited to my island, with those you ally yourself with." genbu told him in simple terms. "it's time we use our authority to change our world." he told him. Scenery seemed to fast foward besides them, as lougetown market and gallows turned into slums, from slums, to outskirts, finally a staircase down into the depths of the underneath of Lougetown. This was the beneath of a prosperous port city, it was likely filled with bandits, and cut throats. Though if they made the mistake as marking them as a target, it would be their own undoing. "I believe I have found Seriyuu, despite his attempts to remain forgotten." genbu stated to his partner for this mission. The sound of whispers, and small critter sprinting around them. His own eyes seemed to pierce through the darkness, as he navigated them further, to him this was weak compared to the own darkness he made with his yami yami. "we are almost to the gates." TEMPLATE FOR GENBU THE YONKOU

[YONKOU BYAKKO]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][style=background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2OLw5.png); width:400px; border-radius:20px 20px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius:20px 20px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 0px;][style=text-align:center; color:#fff; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; font-size:25px; border-bottom:1px dotted #dedede;]we'll do what we've always done[/style][style=margin-top:-3px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#dedede; font-family:arial narrow; text-align:center;]shut our eyes and hope for the best[/style][/style][style=background-image:none; width:400px; font-family: arial; font-size:10px; text-align:justify; color:#111;][style=float:right; border:4px solid #111; height:100px; width:100px; margin:4px;][/style] It always struck Nikon as particularly amusing how the most wanted man in the entire world could look so ridiculously young. Seriously. If it weren't for the fact that he knew exactly how old the man in front of him was, he wouldn't put him past fifteen or sixteen at most. But beneath that youthful visage, the Storm Rider knew full well there was an intelligence and darkness that had grown far beyond its years. Something akin to himself in many ways, but the polar opposite in many others. As he walked along behind his fellow pirate, he analysed both his surroundings and the path they walked along in a more figurative sense. The fact they wore opposing shades and that they were the same as their namesake amongst the Yonkou was no coincidence or luck of the draw. The black of Genbu and the white of Byakko were the colours or shades that reflected their outlook upon the world. The Tortoise clung to the shadows that were at once his strongest gift of destruction and weakness if used by a clever opponent whereas the Tiger held onto the light with all he had, daring to stand out in opposition of whatever he felt wronged by in this world. His was a dark justice, a twisted justice. But at its core, Nikon Fausto was indeed a dispenser of justice. More-so than the corrupt and greedy World Government anyway. Snapping out of his reverie at the sound of Genbu's confident tones, he listened with amusement as he heard tell of the newest member of their little club and the meeting mentioned. So it was to be a meeting of the Yonkou was it? Excellent. "Sounds fancy, I'll look out ma tux and let Calico and Cross know about it. They'll wanna hear what ye've got ta say bounty-boy." Continuing to walk, he time seemed to pass quickly as they strode along once more in silence. The air between them was heavy, and Nikon was in no hurry to break the silence lest he make a complete fool of himself. This was his biggest rival and ally all at once, it wouldn't hold to say something silly at a time like this. Though despite his efforts, Genbu's next statement damn near had his jaw hitting the floor. "Y'found the old man? Fuck sake bro, must have taken some serious diggin' to find that ol' fossil. Does he know yer aware of his movements yet? Can't imagine he'd be too pleased." Nikon had been blessed enough to meet with the oldest member of the Yonkou only once, and it had not been a particularly pleasant meeting. Words had been said, blades had been drawn and drinks had been spilled. It was the alcohol he regretted the most. But still, to actually find that old loon when he wanted to remain shut off from the world was quite the trick. Who knew what Genbu was capable of. Suddenly that meeting is soundin' more an' more appealin'... [/style][style=background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/2OLw5.png); width:400px; border-radius:0px 0px 20px 20px; -moz-border-radius:0px 0px 20px 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 20px;][style=text-align:center; color:#fff; font-family:arial; text-transform:lowercase; font-size:25px; border-bottom:1px dotted #dedede;]deep breaths, clenched fists[/style][style=margin-top:-3px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#dedede; font-family:arial narrow; text-align:center;]i do not think we're invincible[/style][/style]

[style=text-align:center; font-size:9px;]made by river! of ote![/style]

[----- genbu]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=width,100][atrb=style,padding:10px;border-right:1px solid #363c45;] YONKOU MALE TWENTY-TWO QUEST.

[atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN The pair adjusted to the empty darkness that surrounded them, genbu directing them, like they had a torch. Byakko appeared amused at his invitation, telling him that he'd himself to formal attire, and tell Calico & Cross. The yonkou looked over the White Tiger, he had restored kinship with Eternal Phantoms & Serenta. He had not taken in consideration of the lesser captains, though anyone Nikon liked was invited. "it's not much higher then your own Nikon." laughing lightly at his new status, 'bounty-boy'. Though Nikon appeared shocked, when he spoke of Seiryuu. A smirk and nod to him approved that he had found the man that became the first of the four emperors. "picked up his presence at Lougetown last week. he's on the move again, he must feel it as well." genbu told byakko, nikon was visualy excited to met Seiryuu once again, genbu himself hadn't met the man since the day he became one of the four emperors. Though a large gate with the jolly rogger of Eternus Dues meant they had reached their destination. Chains spread across the gate, locks thrown on any possible hole to keep the hideout removed from strangers. Lifting his foot up to his chest, the man struck the gate with his raw power. The hinges undoing themselves, the metal fencing bending in on itself. The enterance became undone, letting the pair enter the headquarters of Eternus Dues. The door had broken years ago, the man stepping inside. The scent of decay, dust and lougetown spread through the air. The yonkou moved his hand across the wall, flipping a single switch that lit up the building. "this is what's left of Eternus Dues." genbu searched beyond the door. The large room extended further with several hallways. One ascending to the second floor, and the other pair swirling around either side of the room. though the building has damage, like it had seen battle. had the crew turned on each other during their last hour. Genbu's darkness swirled around him, he felt something was off. though he could put his hand on it, moving up the staircase with Nikon, he reached the main room. At the other end, a deceased corpse sat in a throne. Their pace quickened until they reached it. Standing over the remains of Deimos, his forehead head a bullet wound through the skull. He deserved a death worse then whatever happened down in the belly of lougetown. he reached out to the two weapons beside him, their sheath's resilent, removing each weapon slowly from the sheath, both were sea-stone. The weapon in the same shape they were five years ago, "what the hell happened in here." he asked Nikon, putting the two weapons on his back, he would let Nikon keep the beli the man had, he knew more spoils for Byakko rested on the unaccounted bodies. "it's a warzone." he told himself, the room scorched likely from Deimos mera mera with explosive marks, results of his first mates paramecia. TEMPLATE FOR GENBU THE YONKOU