The Bare Fist Pirates Voyage (RP on the Ship only, Any one can join)

Dorian knew Van was skilled. But if He got to serious, He could seriously damage the ship. Which made Dorian hesitate. So he'd have to be completely evasive. THAT'S IT! Dorian would fight Van without hitting him, or getting hit. Or at least as much as possible. Dorian then spaced his knees out in a sumo like stance. Dorian then held both arms up and opened his palms, with his right arm forward and his left arm a bit more back.

"..Okay then Van..Your goal is to try and inflict damage on me..Knowing I'm rubber, your going to have to hit me pretty hard to cause some actual damage..So bring it!"

Van threw off his hat and coat, taking a boxing pose.

"I won't hold back. Get ready." he said, running to Dorian, throwing a left hook at his jaw.

His captain was made of rubber, so he probably won't feel any pain.

"I guess he's busy... Maybe i should just stick with the explosion itself, i need a power weapon anyways." Karol returned to the training room with the rest of his projectiles and started forming them into smaller, hand held grenade-like balls. he took out a few and looked out at the dummies he had left from his previous training. Karol then threw one and it connected with the center of the front dummy. His instincts kicked in just before and he dove down behind a few steel plates left over from his building. the explosion was loud and he could feel the shockwave. It wasn't nearly as large as the bazooka blast but it did the trick. Karol crawled out from behind the plates and noticed that his dummy's chest had been completaly caved in and some shrapnel had peeled away from its chest and lodged itself in various places in the walls. "IT WORKS!!"

Van was able to see Dorians movement, but he just wasn't quick enough to throw another punch. With Dorian was now behind him, Van turned around and ran towards him, throwing a strait forward Jab, aimed for Dorians chest.

"I have to build up my speed as well." he thought to himself.

Dorian then lead slightly to the right while bending at the knee. Swaying out the way of Jacobs quick jab. This was perfect. Not complete turns or ducks, but slight evasive maneuvers. This was a technique Leon taught Dorian while they were training. Dorian had never really put it into effect since he was made of rubber and normally didn't have to do such, but now as different. Dorian then took 3 steps back and placed his right foot backwards. Keeping his sumo like stance.

"..Nice one.."

Van kept up his punches, jabbing faster and faster, even throwing in a few hooks and uppercuts. He was determined to hit Dorian.

"I've been practicing." he said, proudly.

Van stopped his punching and looked down at Dorian touching his abs. What was he up to? Was he preparing an attack? Whatever it was he was doing, Van didn't care, this was his time to attack. Van took aim at Dorians forehead, and threw a jab.

Dorian then pushed forward, sending Van backwards and about 4 feet into the air. At the same time, Dorian's forehead was nicked by Van's knuckle.

"..Man That was close!.."

Van flew backwards, hitting the deck with a bang.

"So thats what he was up to." He said, getting up slowly.

Van had been working on his offense recently, but his defense was lacking in skill. Maybe going against Dorian wasn't the smartest tactic for building defense, but live and learn. Live and learn. Van started running to Dorian again, stopping an inch in front of him, throwing an uppercut to his jaw.

Dorian caught his balance after throwing him self off a bit. Dorian then pulled his hands apart and got ready for his next move. Dorian ran towards Van, as if he were going to fight him head on.

"ALRIGHT! TIME TO GET WORKED UP!"

Karol now had his power weapon, and it was mobile. Although a bit destructive and dangerous. He decided that to be safe he could only take a max of two bombs. Anymore than that would risk setting them off while on his person, not the ideal way to go. With these on his belt it was nearly full. he would need to find more storage capability if he wanted to learn all of the fighting styles in the world. He still had to find a way to make the jetpack more mobile. For that he really would need a meeting with franklin, maybe he could develop a new type of full body belt for weapon storage as well. Karol was glad he could let his mind wander like this again.

after 3 hours of working, he was done with 9 blue prints for 9 weapons, his ideas of weapons was unexpected, but effecktive. so he got to work on the first one, the weapon he called A Franklin Special Cannon ball style, it was basically a light cannon ball stuffed with explosives, with massive destructive power, so he started to look thought the crates he had in the workshop, and found what he was looking for, cannon ball shells, he took 6 of them over to the working table and started to file down the insides, so it would become lighter, when there was about 3 cenimeters of the 10 he hqad started on, he did the same with the other five once, when they where all done he made 3 lumps with a Franklin special, once they where done he put them in one half of a cannon ball, and then put the other half upon, then he welded them together, now he had one cannon ball, he was going to do something different with the two he had left to see which worked best, the second one he did the same as the first one only he put a pressure based trigger device inside, with would make the mixture inside go of at the moment of impact, the third one had a remote controlled trigger, so he could detonate it when ever he wanted to, once all three of them was done, he took them out to the main deck, now he had to test which model worked best, so he put the first he had made the one without any triggering device inside into a cannon lidt on the fuse and yelled, FIRE IN THE HOLE, but something went wrong, when the cannon was supose to fire of the cannon ball the entire cannon exploded, Franklin was thrown back by the shock wave of the blast, what happend? was everything Franklin managed to think, he walked over to the smoking cannon, the end of the barrel looked like a peeled back banana, ther was no sign of the cannon ball anywhere, ah now I get it, the blast from the cannon triggered the explosives inside, well back to the drawing board, maybe I can start on my idea for a sniper cannon right away? Franklin thought for himself as he picked up the remaining cannon balls and walked back to his workshop below deck.

Van was prepared for whatever devil fruit based attacks Dorian had in stock. He dived to the side to avoid the kick, although he wouldn't be able to attack until Dorian had lost some altitude.

OOC: hasn't anyone heard the explotion Franklin caused?

OOC: Dorian did, but he normally ignores things like that on his ship xD He's very careless when he's sparring Just keep RPing xD Come find us

OOC:yes I am plaing to build a sniper cannon now, look in weapon registration, then look at fransklins inventions, there you wil see what the sniper cannon is.

Van saw the barrage of attacks coming his way. Would he be able to dodge them? Van began weaving and bobbing, dogding left and right. He was hit by a few punches, though they did hurt, he dared not lose his composure.

"It will pay off in the end." he though to himself

Dorian was going as fast as he could on purpose, but not nearly half his strength. He didn't want to hurt his dear friend. Dorian stopped the Barrage and pulled both his arms behind his back. Being in the air, he wanted to try out a new move. Dorian then shot both his fist down towards Van clenched tightly together.

"BARE FIST DOUBLE WAMMO!!"

A new move Dorian had came up with on the spot. This was the perfect time.

Near the Steering Wheel

The Ships Shipwreck steered the ship abruptly West. As he was told. King looked around the ship watching his Captain, Dorian and Superior Member, Van spar. He was hoping he'd also have some time to train. But if he was steering the ship, he would have no time.

Van lifted his forearms to block the attacks, to little avail. Once it stopped, Van moved his forearms.

"Note to self, stick to long and mid range for a while." Van thought to himself.

Once Dorians last attack, two fists striking his forearms, knocking him back a few feet. Van landed on his back.

"Okay okay, I think we're done sparring for now. I need a break, and a nap. Not in that order though." he said, getting up and returning to his room.

"Theres plenty of room for improvement." he thought to himself.

Dorian huddled into a small ball in mid air and span rapidly until he got towards the deck of the ship. He landed on his feet and smiled at his first mate. He sure was quite the fighter. He actually lasted a sparing match against Dorian. Most ordinary people couldn't. Dorian then turned his attention towards the explosion he heard earlier and headed in the direction he heard it from. Dorian made it near Franklin, his Cyborg Inventor who had recently joined the crew. He cracked his knuckles and smiled at his friend. Letting out a loud booming laugh.

"GWA HA HA HA! HEY FRANKLIN! WHATS UP!?"

Sailing by in the BB Corn, Charon noticed something odd on his sonar. a disturbance that could only be only thing, a ship. Feeling a bump, he realized he had better adjust his sonar to a closer range from now on.

Opening the hatch, he noticed an entire ship made out of gold. it was impressive, but badly designed. Gold was easily destroyed by salt, and it melted easily, meaning the light being reflected off the sun was probably removing bits an pieces of the hull as he thought this whole thing out. Putting his boat on auto-pilot, he got out and scaled the ship using his wires. it was best to come aboard unarmed so as to gain good judgement.

As he got to the top, he climbed aboard, reeling in his wires. "Ahoy!" He called out, getting their attention. "I'm Charon Kushina, a traveling engineer/scientist. I've been traveling alone for quite some time now, do yo mine if I dock my boat in your cargo hold and travel with you for now?"