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Post by Necromantic Soundwave on Dec 3, 2013 12:09:09 GMT -5
The teeth were never meant to penetrate or try to. Like explained, the attack was only to distract, and he obviously had for at least a moment. With the uppercut coming, Arnell didn't see a way to dodge. It would probably hurt, and probably send him upwards a distance. As the shot connected, the poisons gathering on his back fell downward as he fell upward, likely dropping onto Agatha, in order to daze her! Though, it certainly wasn't as strong as his usual Salamander Bomb.
Arnell's nose was most definitely broken, and he loathed the moment he would be turning into his human form once again. His trip in the air gave him little time to think about a strategy. Arnell came plummeting down just as quickly as he was sent into the air. This must have been the first marine to have actually been unfazed by his Chomp attack, and it was unsettling for the salamander-man.
The great lizard-like creature returned to his human form while he fell, his nose bleeding, but his eyes set on the target. He corrected his trajectory, and then... landed on his front side. He rolled over and cried out in excruciating pain. Mostly because of his nose.
"Stupid... marines. Smell bad, dogs of the government, bad taste, ugly..." He muttered continual insults to take his mind off of the pain. One of Arnell's hands moved to his nose, while the other rested on his right dagger hilt.
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Post by Fell on Dec 3, 2013 16:32:14 GMT -5
"Awwww, but I wanted to fight the barbarian ladyyy." she complained childishly, looking crestfallen for a moment, before Rizzo piped up again and her face instantly shifted toward pure charmed amazement. "Aaaah, it's Mr. Naughty Rat! Come here Mr. Rat!"
She shouted, leaping after him, but she was rather short and it was somewhat ineffective... until he drifted over the portly woman, whom Ammy used as a human springboard, sprinting up her belly and over her face to snatch the rat out of the air with a look of pure triumph.
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Post by Franky on Dec 4, 2013 5:37:29 GMT -5
Man, devil fruit users are all over this island. Far cry from back on Toroa. Keeping hold of the hammer Jack took one step back with his right foot to move himself out of the way of Ammy charging past him and up the woman's body. Still, She would have just gone full metal body straight off if she could. I bet she cant move her parts that are metal. So odds are... Between the giant lizard attacking her and the small shoe in her face, she probably wouldn't even notice as Jack quickly pulled his free hand from his pocket, reeled it back and said "Lucky Buddha". Jack stepped his right foot forward again to put the full force of his body behind a powerful open palm thrust into her stomach
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Post by CJ on Dec 4, 2013 11:37:01 GMT -5
OOC Disclaimer: Be sure to post intentions, not actions, when it comes to interactions with other characters. For example, if you mean for your character to punch someone, don't post that they punched the character. Post that they went to or meant to punch them. This allows other posters to either have their character receive the damage or somehow avoid it. I don't have any issue with past actions so far but be sure to remember that in the future.
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Agatha's nose twitched as Arnell's poison fell about her, dazing her. This gave Ammy the perfect opportunity to use her as a springboard and catch Rizzo, soaring through the air.
In anger, she turned her head and screeched.
"You let go of that rat immediately! He is under my control!"
"Not anymore!" Ron yelled back. "I'm taking him with me!"
"What did you say?"
Agatha was cut off by Jack's punch. She reeled in and just as she did, Jack would be able to feel that he had punched pure steel.
Her face was exposed again, the metal of it had seeped down to protect her stomach. The stench of her teeth would fill the air around Jack.
"Would you like to try again, boy?"
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Just then, Ron hurried down the steps to Arnell. He remained several feet away from him, lest he suddenly transform into a salamander again. He tugged at his bandanna, making sure it was over his head as usual.
"Are you OK? Agatha really can pack a punch. I suppose I should have warned you guys about her. She's not a Marine or pirate but she's certainly rotten."
Looking up at the others on the stairs, Ron frowned, wiping the blood off of his own face.
"If we could somehow get her off of those stairs, we might have an advantage. She's among the elite in St. Matthew's guard when it comes to close quarters."
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On the top of the stairs, at this range, Ammy could see that Rizzo had a patch of hair that was mis-colored on his head that was previously covered by his hat. The pattern went in a swirl on the top right of his head. In his rat form, it had a green color.
"Wait! Don't throw me again! Are you guys friends with my brother? If so, I'll help you! We can get his treasure back and restore everything back to normal!"
Squeaking cutely, the rat went to climb on Ammy's shoulder. He would only be able to do so if she allowed him to, otherwise he would stay in her hands.
"Should we help my brother and your friends or run inside to get the treasure while Agatha's distracted?"
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Post by Fell on Dec 4, 2013 22:27:38 GMT -5
(Assume I mean things by intention rather than action if you can, I just get into the moment sometimes. : P )
"Hmph. Well, if you've learned your lesson and given up on your rude and loathsome ways, then I shall be merciful and forgive you."
She said, allowing the rat to move as he liked with her arms crossed. "Who is your brother Mr. Rat? Is he also a rat? Do you have a cute rat family?" She asked earnestly, Child mode active.
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Post by Franky on Dec 5, 2013 0:54:41 GMT -5
Jack's power protected his hand from any harm as it loudly banged against her steel body, but whether or not it hurt her his hand on her stomach now held her firmly in his grip. "I think I'll just move to plan B at this point" Jack dove off the right side of the staircase using his great strength and his full weight to pull her with him. In mid air, with a swift yank from his left arm he tried to pry the the hammer loose from her hand as they fell.
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Post by Necromantic Soundwave on Dec 8, 2013 14:43:53 GMT -5
The nose kept bleeding, and Arnell was frantically searching in his pack for any sort of bandages to at least stop it from getting in the way. When he did, it was wrapped around his nose and the back of his head, and was almost instantly stained. The salamander man felt a bit woozy, but he figured that he had plenty of blood left to lose.
"Yeah, Ron. I'm fine. Or will be. It hurts, you know?" His gaze traveled over Agatha, taking a look over her form. She was clearly some sort of steel woman, so it was unlikely that his daggers would pierce her skin. Jack seemed to be the only one with any true offensive capabilities against her, unless Arnell could magically learn how to cut through steel, if that was even possible.
"If Jack can keep that stupid not-a-pirate-not-a-marine bitch busy, you can probably make it to the treasure, Ron. I'll keep here in case he needs back up."
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Post by CJ on Dec 10, 2013 16:48:47 GMT -5
Ron nodded grimly to Arnell and took off, glancing only briefly behind him before taking off.
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Leaping off Ammy's shoulder, the rat landed and poofed back into Rizzo, the guard from before. Without his hat, the pirate could see his hair twisted in the mismatching swirl pattern. It was the same color as Ron's, even featuring the same trademark black swirl.
"You know my brother. You guys have been helping him break in here."
There was a life-size portrait in the back of the beautiful and decorated front room. It was of Ron, the rogue Ammy and the others had been helping this entire time. It was nothing like the man in rags, beaten and thrown out of the bar. He was dressed in the finest purple garbs and adorned with a crown. Like Rizzo, he had a trademark swirl pattern in his hair.
Most importantly, there was a glass bubble around his head, attached to a separate oxygen tank.
"The venerable Celestial Dragon, Saint Matthew," Rizzo read from the plaque below the portrait. "I haven't heard him called that for a long time."
At that moment, Ron entered the building. His face flushed brightly as he tugged his bandanna tightly over his head. His secret was out, but fortunately Ammy was the only one who knew. He turned quickly to his brother, who was looking through and shouted.
"Darien, we have to go! NOW! Find that music box and ditch the kid! We've got to get out of here!"
If Ron couldn't trust the pirates before, he couldn't trust them now.
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Jack managed to pull the great Agatha over the railing and to the ground. She landed with a heavy THUD right next to Arnell. The pirate was able to wrestle the hammer away from her.
"I'd rather die than go back into the service of that Celestial Dragon rat! You might as well kill me now!"
Her skin was no longer steel now. She looked miserable as she laid on the ground. She gritted her teeth and glared maliciously at two pirates.
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Post by Necromantic Soundwave on Dec 10, 2013 17:28:40 GMT -5
"Go back? What?" Arnell's face scrunched up as he tried to compile what he currently knew about the situation. Saint Matthew wasn't around. Ammy was chasing after that rat guard. Could that guard be the Dragon in disguise? Only time would tell. What seemed like a simple smash and grab no longer seemed so simple a thing.
"Explain, Captain Agatha. If you don't wish to serve a Dragon, I have no quarrel with you." The salamander man looked down at her with a curious glint in his eyes. He kept his hands on his daggers just in case this was all a ploy to distract he and Jack.
"Keep hold of that hammer, Jack. I may not trust Agatha, but I want to hear why she'd say something like she just did."
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Post by Fell on Dec 11, 2013 1:07:42 GMT -5
The wheels in Amelie's head could practically be heard grinding between her loaves of dirty reddish hair before something *plink!*'d inside and her eyes widened, just as Ron arrived in the room.
"Waaait a minute! Mr. Rat's brother is the corrupt-noble Celestial Dragon! And also Veggie head!" she cried accusingly, pointing at Ron triumphantly. "It's not very nice to lie about a quest veggie head! Explain thyself and thy intentions, or face my wrath!" she demanded.
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Post by Franky on Dec 11, 2013 3:55:06 GMT -5
"Kill ya?" Jack asked as he tossed the hammer over his shoulder sending it sailing quite a ways into the shallows of the ocean behind him. "Why? My job was just to get Ron into that building. I'm done here". Holding his right hand to her stomach still, he crossed his legs and sat down on top of her, pinning her down. "Still, it does seem like we haven't been dealt a full hand in this game. What's the deal?
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Post by CJ on Dec 11, 2013 11:46:00 GMT -5
"Corrupt?" Rizzo asked sadly.
Glaring down at Ammy, Ron paced around the room. He seemed taller, almost more confident in himself than before.
"Isn't it obvious?" he griped. "I couldn't tell you or the other two what was going on so you wouldn't kill me. Why would any pirate want to help me, a World Noble? After all my family has done to people like you, I couldn't risk telling the truth."
"But Brother, we can trust her!" Rizzo shouted.
"We can't trust anyone! Not anymore! Especially pirates!"
Ron's face was twisted in anger, but mostly fear. Ammy was certainly a danger herself. He was witness to her victory over Jack just earlier that day. But if the other two were to retaliate against him, there was no doubt he would die.
Suddenly, a song began to play. It was a quaint, cute little melody that sounded like it was coming from the drawer in the desk behind Ammy.
The Celestial Dragon began to approach the girl slowly, holding his hands up as though he was going to push her out of the way.
"Step away from that desk right now, kid. Move."
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"Ron?" Agatha croaked. "Is that what he's calling himself now?
"You've been duped, just like every person who has had the pressure of meeting that rat. You've been helping Saint Matthew this whole time. He won't just have my head, but yours and every person who works this damn facility."
The leader of the guards spat on the ground near Jack's shoes. Even now, she looked no more sympathetic to Arnell or the self proclaimed Captain.
"A few weeks ago, we thought we succeeded in killing Saint Matthew and scarring his body in case it was ever found. We then made up a lie that he was staying in his private quarters and didn't want to see anyone. But the rat somehow lived. Fortunately, he doesn't look much like his old self, but it was only a matter of time before he was able to contact the World Government and destroy his place for our insolence. We've been trying desperately to keep him out of this hotel and now you've let him back in! He's probably already on a Den Den Mushi with the powers that be as we speak!"
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Post by Necromantic Soundwave on Dec 11, 2013 17:16:47 GMT -5
Duped. The word rang in his head. This was the first time he'd encountered a Celestial Dragon since he had escaped Mariejois. How could Ron have tricked him? That was impossible. Arnell hated the Dragons. He was a slave! Surely he would have seen Ron before... No, that was probably impossible. He barely remembered any of the Dragons, save for his owners, and he was sure that Ron was not one of them.
Ron- No, Saint Matthew, would pay for tricking him like this. He tugged the hood of the wolfskin he wore over his head and closed his eyes, his form growing into the huge hybrid form. Poison gathered on his arms and legs, and he ground his teeth. His fists clenched and the sound a low growl managed to escape through the closed jaw.
"I'll kill him."
The salamander-man hybrid leaped up to the top of the steps and crashed through the doors or walls or whatever was in his way, his eyes seemingly lost in rage. He didn't think there would actually have been a Celestial Dragon here for him to kill. Just the first, he thought. It's a good thing he didn't get to know Ron at all. It would only make this easier. He and his kind deserved what they got.
"Saint Matthew!" roared the creature that had made its way into the building. The rage-filled gaze looked over what was inside, and saw Ammy, the rat guard, and... there was his target. So the Salamander charged at him. To try and pin him against a wall, anything... anything to start beating him to a bloody pulp.
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Post by Fell on Dec 12, 2013 2:55:45 GMT -5
Ammy's decision was made for her the moment the moment the noble made the first step; her hand found the pommel of her sword and it was withdrawn and held so that it's warped but razor-keen tip hovered inches from Ron's face; the shadows on her face somehow deepening as she fixed him with a glare.
"I may not properly understand all the implications here, but I know when I've been lied to! And I know what happens any time world nobles get involved in anything; you are all the most corrupt and licentious of evil nobles! As a hero, I am honor bound to keep you from your evil designs, no matter what the cost!" She said, just as the giant lizard stormed into the room as a convenient distraction, the little girl leaping back over the desk and with impossible strength for a girl her size, kicked it right in the drawer that played the little melody, hard enough to hurl it right at the celestial dragon with a great cacophany of splintering wood.
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Post by Franky on Dec 12, 2013 4:28:00 GMT -5
"Whoa, whoa! Jack said reaching out both his hands just in time. He attached himself to Arnell's shoulder, his hand fastening even to his slippery lizard hide. As Arnell jumped his zoan enhanced strength pulled Jack with him up and into the room, leaving Agatha on the ground in the large indent in the sand their impact had made. "There's two sides to this, we ought to see both of them before flipping." Jack had only a second to take in the image of the painting in the back of the room and young Rizzo before the splintering desk caught his attention.
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