Serious, War Thread: The Grand Atlantis War ((Open to all participants, three way struggle between Pirates, Atlantians and Marines))

James

James frowned. Part of what the Marine had said caught his attention. Some great tragedy was going to happen? James was about to ask him what he meant when the Marine asked him for a favor.

“Uh…maybe,” James said slowly. “It depends on what it is.” He grinned. “I mean, I’m not going to just turn myself in or anything.”

Tero

Tero stumbled back towards the ship, his muscles still aching from all the running he had just done. He turned a corner and stopped. There was Nishki, under attack from all sides. Then a female Marine appeared and saved him. Tero sighed with relief. At least his interference would not be needed…yet. He wasn’t sure how much help he would be in this condition. Tero turned and headed off down another path. He would have to take a detour to avoid all the fighting.

Gavin

Gavin pulled back from the fight. He raised guitar and brought it crashing down on the deck of the ship. The blades on the edges of the guitar bit into the ship’s deck and when Gavin pulled them out, he tore out several wooden boards as well.

“See this?” Gavin called out, trying to get the attention of the pirates. “This is what you are fighting over! A broken down old ship that can’t even with stand up to an instrument.” Gavin froze in place as he heard an odd sound. Was it his imagination, or had the ship just groaned? “It would be better if this thing sank to the bottom of the sea!” Gavin continued, with slightly less conviction than before.

"Today, a distinction far more important than 'marine' or 'pirate' is made in what are to become these ruins that were a city. I will not ask you to make such a choice, as convenient as it would be." Vince paused, putting his index finger to the center of his chin. "Then again, if you surrendered, that would make this whole operation more of a success..."

Snapping to reality, Vince threw his hand out to the side, holding his palm flat and out towards James.

"No such ideal circumstance is possible." Lowering his arm, he turned his eye towards the pirate and ceased soliloquizing. "The favour I need..."

"Break up the fights," he stated plainly, pointing towards the center of the place, "and get out everybody out. This will all be destroyed. We have those who would forewarn our people, but the rest...chrah hrah hrah. They'll know a minute or two too late."

Kalamity stared in silence for a moment, his jaw dropping open, the black stuff drooling out of his mouth again. His jaw clacked shut loudly, cutting the black tendrils off, sending a few horrid globs flying through the air.

"Of course you have no obligation to help, but as I said..." Vince turned his back on the pirate, lifting his hand to wave over his shoulder, "It would be nice if a good thing happened, and I can't do this thing as a marine..."

James

“So what is it you’re asking, exactly?” James asked, folding his arms across his chest. “You want me to get those maniacs to stop killing each other and leave?” The young pirate sighed. “It’s not quite as simple as that. I was in there a few minutes ago and some of those guys are moderately tough. Not only that, but pirates aren’t quite as united as Marines. I’m not sure my interference would help so much as it would give them another target to shoot at.” He suddenly looked contemplative and a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. “Then again, I might have just the thing to break up this little block party. I’ve been waiting to try this new attack out.” He started to turn away, but froze and looked back at Vince, a suspicious frown on his face. “Wait a minute, why would you care what happens to pirates?”

Toshiro

Goth crossed his arms, bracing himself for impact. He locked his arms in place just soon enough to stop Toshiro's foot from crushing his chest: that wasn't saying much for his back. He heard something crack: probably his spine. Next he spat out blood, which really wasn't that great either. Damn, he was going to lose... and fail Segudo. No, he couldn't. Not here, not now... and not to a damn Old World rookie! He flipped his legs so that he could brace them on Toshiro's foot: and pushed. Hopefully, the force would catch the giant by surprise and tip him over. And not onto Amelia.

Ran Miryan

Gyupaa smiled as the blood blades entered his back, and a doll fell out of him [five left, I think]. He began laughing: an odd, hollow sound. "I don't suppose you have an infinite source of blood, do you?" His arms reached around her, trying to encapsulate her and then ensnare. "I'll just tear you apart and find out, eh?" He then stretched his arms out, trying to tear Ran's back apart.

Hercules

Ranyx's head whipped around. Shit. All the Atlanteans had fled. Not good, not good at all. "Gael! I need you to go back, there's a library! Call Figdra, have him eat the bookshelves. The Atlanteans have fled, and that can't be good. They would never leave unless they positively had to!" Gael turned to him, his head tilted in confusion. "Gael! GO!" Gael shook himself awake, and whistled. He ran towards the library, a slippery frog sliding after him. "Figdra, eat all the shelves, preferably whole! I need to make sure everyone gets out safely, especially the Atlanteans!" Figdra complied, and Gael ran out the door. After meandering around for a fair while, he came across Jiper.

Jiper

((Ooh, breakin out a Buster Call, are ya? Well, let's see what I can do about that. Hope I don't ruin your day!))

Gael heard everything. He stepped forward, standing in front of Jiper. "Did I just hear you right? A Buster Call? On this island? You and the rest of the Marines started this shitstorm, and now you plan to simply blow this technological achievement to bits? Where's your humanity? Has most of it simply died as it is wont to do in your profession? Your Buster Call is intended to destroy the Oro Jackson, isn't it? Couldn't you have at least tried a different method? Like, say, meet with the leaders in a polite way. Ask them to hand over the Oro Jackson. They wouldn't have a reason to hold onto it if they knew you would do something like this. Have you even considered the possibility that these people were simply protecting their homes? Their families? No, obviously not. You're simply content to just blow them to bits, without any regard for the lives you will be destroying. Is this for the Government? Or just your damn ego? I don't give a shit if you're the Fleet Admiral: you do not have the right to do this to people. And, if you disagree..." Gael's grin turned devilish. "Then I suppose I have nothing more to say. Well? Are you going to prove that you have at least half a soul? Or prove that you have none at all?"

Vince froze in his tracks, turning around to face the pirate whom he'd been bargaining with. For a moment it had seemed like he'd found a rational fellow who'd just go along and help. Then, the man had gone and asked a troublesome question. Letting out a long, rasping breath that might pass for a sigh among non-abominations, Kalamity turned to face James full on again.

"What is the Marines' justice?" Vince shrugged with his one arm. "Most of them would tell you that it is...absolute." The rear admiral made a derisive gurgling sound.

"Justice can not be absolute if it is indiscriminate, and that's exactly what this buster call is. It's a wild, unfocused, careless justice that wipes out everything. Maybe to some marines, indiscriminate justice is absolute justice. I do not feel so."

Turning back around, Vince continued along his way deeper into the heart of the chaos. A moment later, James could hear a gut-wrenching, horrible, wet vomiting noise, followed by an explosion of thin, translucent red strings of goo that ran along the ground in every which direction in front of the marine. Stepping onto one, Vince looked over his shoulder one final time.

"Pirates have rich lives, their pasts filled with many achievements and adventures. Some have taken the lives of others, some have not. No matter what, though..." Turning his head forward, Vince placed his other foot onto the toxic red webwork.

"No matter what, it's always a crime to waste a life so easily."

With no further words, Vince gave a curt two-finger way and vanished, his form speeding along at blinding speeds along the Walk of Death.

Vs Goth

Toshiro was taken by surprise as he thought his stomp worked. When Goth pushed back on his leg he stumbled backwards. Using his wings to balance himself he managed not to fall over. "Well, you still have some fight left in you then. Good, let's see some more!"Still clutching his mace awkwardly in his left hand Toshiro prepared for another attack.

jake looked around him. He knew this place, but this city looked the same anywhere he went, so he could be wrong.
"Damn. Immelman, where do we go?"
The dragon let out a loud squeak and shot to the sky from his shoulder. Jake looked after him, and when he had gotten what his little partner was doing, he grinned.
Immelman flew high and looked over the city. Fire here, fights there... It was hard to tell the difference between friend and enemy. Then, finally, he saw someone he'd recognise anywhere. He shot back down to Jake.
"Pops!"
digging his claws nto his shirt, he began dragging the huge fishman, to no big prevail, into the direction.
"Woah, okay, coming!"

After a while, the dragon and his "father" had reached the place the dragon had seen. There was a rod of red... stuff on the ground which didn't exactly look like blood... Jake didn't even want to know the origin. Much more important than that was the person standing a bit away from it.
"Captain!"
Jake yelled and was already rushing towards the poor man, ready to give him a bonecrushing hug. He was so glad the human was okay.

James

“No matter what, it’s always a crime to waste a life so easily.”

James watched as Vince sped away. For a moment he didn’t say anything. He was deep in thought. So he was understandably surprised when Jake appeared and came running towards him.

“Jake…where did you…” James began to say. “Oh yeah. You went on ahead to scout out this place.” He turned and looked towards the battle once more. Then he said, “This whole city…the Marines are going to blow it up in something called a ‘Buster Call’. And now it’s up to me to save the lives of hundreds, maybe thousands of pirates. This is not going to be easy…”

Tero

A woman nearby screamed. Tero turned and dashed in the direction of the scream. Tired as he was, he would not let any innocents die, if the woman was innocent.

The large Marine ran around the side of a building and saw…the bodies of a man and a woman. Both were partly mechanical. Both were Atlanteans. Three Marines, all men wielding swords, stepped over the two bodies. The sword of one of the three was stained crimson with blood. In front of the Marines were a couple of children. One was a boy and the other a girl. Tero could only assume from the children’s appearances and presence that they were Atlanteans. It was highly likely that they were the kids of the man and woman, who lay side by side in pools of blood.

The Marine holding the bloody sword stood over the children. He raised his weapon over his head. Tero realized what he was about to do and, forgetting his exhaustion, he used soru to rush forward, seizing the man’s wrist and breaking it. The man screamed and dropped his sword. Without missing a beat, Tero grabbed the heads of the two men flanking the one who’s wrist he had just broken, and he banged their heads into that man’s. All three collapsed on the floor. Tero reached for sword, his anger blazing out of control. He was going to kill these men and then he would…a whimper caught his attention. The two children stared up at him, their eyes filled with fear. Tero sighed. They had seen enough death for one day. So, reluctantly, he released his grip on his sword’s hilt.

Tero crouched in front of the children and offered them a small smile. Then he held out his arms.

“You’re okay now,” he soothed.

The children ran into his arms, sobbing. Tero swept them up and, after throwing the unconscious Marines one last look of loathing, he turned away and set off once more.

"Woah!"
Jakes eyes widened, as he whispered this one word. He had stopped in his tracks completely, his mouth open, looking especially stupid...
Then he seemed to catch himself and instead, started yelling.
"A bustercall?! Here?! How... that's sick! What kind of sick person would even come up with this? Who could ever want something like... like..."

Somewhere in the distance, just as she was done about to slash a poor pirate to oblivion, Talitha sneezed. What was this. A cold? here? Geez, that's what you got from wearing your coat over your shoulders all the time instead of wearigng it properly...

Jake continued panicking for a bit, searching for the right words, then went quiet for a moment, and looked at the ground a bit as if he had just been knocked out by a very big overdose of some very strong medicine.
Immelman, who had joined his panicking (though it was more like: mimiked his pops), nowlooked at him a bit worried. He landed on his shoulder and looked at his face from the side.
When Jake suddenly moved again, he let out a surprised squeak and flew up again. Jake ignored it, and the dragon pouted a bit.
"Well, anyway, if it's hard, then let's get going already!"
And with that, he headed off into the town again.

Sangjo and the steel pirates were resting after such a tough battle. Then Sangjo's sound powers picked up some faint words.....bus...bus...ster....caaaalll....bus ter...caall. Sangjo put two and two together to find out that what they were talking about was the buster call.

"Guys quickly get back on the ship. We are leaving now!!!!!! Those damn marines are planning to sink the entire city."

Sangjo quickly got a baby den den mushi hoping to contact his captain.

"Iken? Iken?!! Pick up you bastard. We need to get the hell out of here. Those marines sounded the buster call. They are going to kill us all."

((For anyone it may concern: Pascia is gone for a week or two. We may have to put the main battle on hold until she returns.))

James

James blinked. “You’re going to help?” he asked. Then he rolled his eyes. That was a stupid question. “Okay, but just remember, some of these guys are at a Shichibukai’s level of power.” He then took a step and then kicked off, using soru to run around behind where Wally was fighting. James folded his arms across his chest and looked up at the huge man's back, ignoring the ongoing battle. "Just so you know, the Marines are going to blow this whole place up soon. Something called a Buster Call."

While James seemed to have a plan behind his actions, Jake didn't do so much thinking.
He was currently running through the streets shouting as loudly as he could.
"Buster call! They've ordered a Buster Call! Run if you want to live!"
Immelman was flying a bit over his head, sometimes howling, sometimes repeating the words "Buster call". It was kind of sad that one of the first words he could pronounce so perfectly was buster call, of all things... But Jake paid it no mind right now.
Some of the people he passed interrupted their fights, most stared at him, all of them probably thought he was crazy. Only few actually moved...

Todd
"Tekkai Gou !" Todd gets kicked on the side of his face, and a little bit of blood pops out of his tighly shut teeth. *Last time he couldnt even catch up, and now he could even penetrate that .. ?* he is not pushed away thought, and then spins and attempts to kick Ryan away with a mighty kick aiming Ryan's stomach region.


((I suppose I will have to wait for Max, Nik and Pathea hm ? ))

((Gomenasai!!!! I'm so sorry for being MIA for so much of this war, but i have a good excuse! I was transferring schools, and it was alot of paperwork. I still want to participate, but i don't know where to appear! Can someone help me out?))

In front of the running Clearwater, a man in brown robes appears. The robes cover him head to toe so his identity remained unknown to the captain until the very moment he threw them off. A man with semi shaggy red hair and a Vice Admiral Marine uniform stood in front of the female pirate captain.

"Captain Delia "The Crimson Snow" Clearwater with the bounty of 80,000,000 beli halt. I'm Vice Admiral Derge Namikaze and I have come to take you in." Derge Sr. said crossing his arms.

Delia suddenly stops once more when someone blocks her way, but she now notices that it's a marine, and a Vice Admiral no less, and her neutral composed expression changes that into a small smirk. "It's about time a marine of your stature came to stop me," she replied in a soft cool tone as she placed one hand on the hilt of her sword. "You should refrain from saying my name so casually Admiral, and I would suggest that you move out of my way before I decide to kill you in the most painful way possible," she continued with her tone as her smirk returned to a neutral expression. Now that she calmed down from all the ruthless fighting, she needed to keep her composure in check if she wanted to win against this man.

"Little girl there has never been a time that someone like you could have killed me. Nor has there been a time that I've been afraid of someone like you. All the power you have comes from you devil fruit and your looks, nothing else. Again I say give your self up. If you don't you might break a nail." said the Vice Admiral with a flick of his hand in a smug way.

The mans smug smile shown brightly. It was yet another way the mans smug persona said it was better than you and better than you'd ever be. He was obviously playing mind games with the young captain, but to her it wasn't so obvious, it was infuriating. That's how Derge Namikaze Sr. worked, he distracted with his overwhelming smugness.

"I get what you're doing and it's not going to work my dear Admiral," he said with a light chuckle, unsheathing her sword with one hand as she ran her other hand through her light copper locks. "If you know my bounty and my name, then you should know about me getting in the marines as an intern, and destroying the base I was assigned to the day my probation ended," she informed him as her smile turned into a cold smirk.

The smirk never faltered as she brought up her sword, and pointed it at the Admiral. "I will prove to you that my strengths don't fall only in my Devil Fruit abilities, Admiral," she said the last word with a sneer, twisting her sword and lunging herself at the man, a calculated expression on her face as she locked it with his.

Using Geppou and Soru Derge Sr. rose into the air quickly avoiding the female pirates blade. Derge began falling forward from high above spinning downward building momentum.

"Spiral Rankyaku"

A downward spiraling blade of air shot downward at Captain Clearwater. Using Geppou Derge backed up away from any potential counter attack.

Vs. Todd

Ryan eyes widen he was even more surprised then Todd was when the kick landed but while he was in the air he couldn't avoid the kick he held his hands up and braced for the impact the kick knocked The wind out of Ryan and sent him flying back on impulse Ryan begin spinning as he flew back and landed on his feet when he stopped spinning * I can keep up I can do this* " I must confess I didn't think my blow was going to land and yet there you are standing before me bleeding" Ryan now had a sadistic smirk on his face....

Delia chuckled as she dodged the upcoming attack with a back flip, but hissed a little when she felt some of the wind hitting her back, ripping through her coat and making her hat come off. "You ruined my coat," she said in a monotone, taking it off and throwing it to where her Captain's hat landed. She then rushed towards Derge with her sword once more. She stopped abruptly midway though, and made a slashing movement up and then down. "Ice Slash!" she exclaimed as the wave of ice appeared and was making it's way towards the Admiral to freeze him. I may have said that I wouldn't use my Devil Fruit powers, but it's not my fault my sword is quite the same...

Flipping over onto his back Derge Sr. used Geppou with his hands while preforming what seemed to be midair break dance moves. Soon a twister of sharp wind blades formed around him.

"Rankyaku Twister"

The twister of Rankyaku froze almost instantly, however Derge Sr. himself was untouched. With a swift kick Derge hurtled the large mass of ice blades at towards Delia.

"Oh trust me you'll need your powers against me little girl." said the Vice Admiral with a smirk.

"I'm not a little girl!" she retorted with a huff, focusing on the large mass of ice blades that were coming directly at her. She dodged most of them with precise accuracy and deflected the ones she couldn't, but was still caught in her cheek and some places in her arms, where fresh blood trickled down from the new wounds.

"I'll prove you that I can beat you without my powers," she retorted with some anger, but not enough to cloud her judgement, and lunged once more at the Admiral, deciding to go with a straight-forward approach this time.

Using Soru Derge Sr. disappeared just as he sword pierced his coat. Appearing on the ground momentarily before disappearing again, only this time his reappears behind the Captain. Brushing again her back he put his head up to her ear and his Rejection Gauntlet to her back.

"Your to slow for me. Make one move and I'll blow out your spine." whispered the man softly into the female captains ear.

Delia suddenly gasped lightly when the Admiral disappeared from her view, and tensed in anticipation as she tried to come up with something before he attacked, but it was too late. She felt Derge behind her and felt something in her back, breathing a little harder and shuddering when his words reached her ear. "As expected from a Vice Admiral, Mr. Derge," she said softly, gulping lightly and trying not to show her slight fear to the man.