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Post by NARUKAMI NAGATAKA on Apr 12, 2012 17:10:05 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] PRY YOUR EYES. Winds carrying the sweet smell of wild flowers blew through the grassy knolls of Lyneel. A figure walked the well trodden dirt roads wrapped in a tight black cloak, cowl down as if not to cover his raven locks or obsidian eyes. He too carried a sword, a straight, special looking blade in a scabbard designed to blend in with the blade itself. The great expanse above was virtually devoid of clouds, allowing the immaculate cerulean view to be seen unhindered. The sun beat down on the young being, but was not exactly of the level to be unbearable, thanks to the wind. Bird chirping filled the air, the only sound that could be heard other than the figure's own footsteps. It was a calming time. And yet the boy was restless.
He traveled, unencumbered by party or ally. He walked alone on the path of life, yet felt lonely. He need a group of people, like some friends, or a crew. He was considered a pirate. The boy was a strong swordsman, capably trained from childhood. Niro found himself ready for more, ready to do more in the world. The world would learn to fear him. | [atrb=valign,top] niro ehren lynch midnight rogue pirate samurai |
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Post by ----- genbu on Apr 12, 2012 20:59:34 GMT -6
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YONKOU MALE TWENTY-TWO RECRUIT. | [atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN
Lyneel Kingdom wasn't a target of his, a main harbour of the Northern Sea. Without its control many would not make it beyond the grand-line. Though you'd never expect to find such simple society in these hills. The yonkou had come here on a simple whim, exploring the small portion of the Northern Blue he had yet to see with his own eyes. Though he didn't understand the value that Nikon sought here, he would leave it to the Storm Riders to claim the territory.
Though his path would be obstructed, the horizon obscure by the figure of a young man. A blade sheathed at his side, with an outfit that did not match the Northern Blue. Inspecting the man, his attire fitted the Wano culture in the south, with the hatori and cloak. The yonkou drew his sheathed weapon, the seastone daito held in both his hands. sprinting towards the young man in a linear line, while he didnt intend to end the boy, he did intend to test his worth. "brace yourself." genbu shouted.
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Post by NARUKAMI NAGATAKA on Apr 12, 2012 22:20:36 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] AND BEHOLD OUR CAPTAIN. Another figure walked the desolate roads too, a darkly clothed figure just like himself. It was an odd sight, bringing him instantly on guard. He was prepared for whatever might happen, as the figure neared his position. Suddenly, he drew his blade and charged. "Brace yourself!" He called, charging straight forward, both hands gripping his blade tightly. Niro paused, dropping into a stance that as just second nature to him. He drew his blade as well, clashing with the opponent's weapon to block it's strike. "A man not of the samurai solely intent on killing does not warn his opponent," he spoke calmly, holding his guard with a single hand on his blade. He stared into his opponent's eyes, not a glare, but a piercing stare. He was not afraid. "Who are you?" | [atrb=valign,top] niro ehren lynch midnight rogue pirate samurai |
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Post by ----- genbu on Apr 13, 2012 16:05:33 GMT -6
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YONKOU MALE TWENTY-TWO RECRUIT. | [atrb=width,300][atrb=style,padding:10px;] YONKOU GENBU THE NINETY FIVE HUNDRED MILLION DOLLAR MAN
The young man knelt down into his stance, his hand drawn to his weapon, a flick of his wrist removed the kunsanagi. In an instant the male met his seastone daito in a standard guard. The young male spoke to the yonkou, a declaration of his own culture, and the fact that genbu did the unorthdox. Pulling his daito back, another swing struck the samurai's weapon of trade. The boy asking of who this deity was. Retreating his daito from the active conflict, the male smirked. This child bravely stood toe to toe with the man that had slaughtered an admiral with a single strike.
"I am the genbu, the black turtoise." he stated, "the third emperor of the new world." preceeded by Azure by twenty years, and Nikon less then a decade. Older only to Trine Warmack the Vermillion Bird. He spoke, returning his weapon to his sheathe. "leader of behemoth." captain of the strongest pirate crew on the Grand-Line. His first mate a Supernova, as well his Second Commander Lich T. Noir.
The yonkou pulled back the hood that covered his face, however the substance wasn't cloth, as flames of black vanished from his touch, the man was cloaked in the darkness of the yami yami no mi. "that weapon you carry, its craftsmenship is extrodinary. the people of Wano would not release a relic to a child, who are you kid." genbu said, the boy's kunsaigi was a rare choice of offense, the blade razor thin and long. The blades known to bend and shatter, but it met his own seastone daito without a mark.
Though Niro needed improvment, and his weapon could recieve improvements from his smiths in Lougetown that would make any swordsmen drool. "if you want to use that blade to its max potential, you'r going to need funds and training, join me kid, and I will grant you the beli, the strength, the protection of Behemoth." the male told Niro. "become the razor edge of behemoth's strike.
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Post by NARUKAMI NAGATAKA on Apr 15, 2012 12:44:48 GMT -6
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] RALLY ROUND HIS FEET. The man would pull back from his attack, relaxing his stance. His lips curled into a smirk as he looked at the boy. As he introduced himself, Naga too let down his guard, but kept himself prepared, just in case anything might happen. Naga was surprised to learn who this man was. It was Genbu, the Black Tortoise. The third Yonkou, New World emperor and pirate lord of the seas. He was truly a living legend, a man famous, or infamous, for his deeds. His crew was some of the strongest individuals in the world. In a way, this was an honor.
His hood dissolved into darkness, for it wasn't actual clothe at all. It was something crafted from shadows and darkness. This man had eaten one of the cursed Devil Fruit and gained special powers. And that set off something within Naga, too. He wanted powers such as these. The words the man spoke of his blade were true; it wasn't just any common sword. It was passed from down from father to son as they came of age. It was an heirloom that he had been truly honored to obtain. "I am Owari no Nagataka, of the Owari clan of Wano no Kuni. You may refer to me as Naga." And with that, he bowed deeply. "It is an honor to meet you and to offered such a proposition. I accept. It would be great to walk alongside you." | [atrb=valign,top] owari no nagataka midnight behemoth pirates samurai |
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