Serious: Bowler Hat Pirates: The Impact Impact Man

South Blue, Karate Island

With the island of martial arts Karate Island below his feet a pocket full of nothing but pocket lint and a head full of dreams Morris stepped from the docks into the town with a grin of pure evilness upon his face. He didn't care who inhabited the island, anyone who were to come his way he would quickly dispatch. As he stepped further inland he looked around to see how many of the residents were martial artists. As he watched a few perform their skills on the street he chuckled to himself. He didn't much care for martial arts and thought of it as something stupid and pointless to learn. Martial arts was only handy to use against others who respected the code if you didn't respect it then you'd be left open to a bunch of unexpected attacks which dishonour the code and top of that list were pirates. Pirates such as the soon to be Morris Howlett. As his bowler hat tipped down placing shade over his face he felt how a strong breeze blew through the town street. It felt nice from the change of boiling heat which he'd encountered on his journey over here via smugglers ship.

He had found the journey boring and spent most of it exercising, doing pulls ups on the ship instead of helping. But when he did help he helped allot and their delivery was quick. As he continued walking down the street he looked from side to side and could see on either side of the street were shops of martial arts weaponry. He shook his head smiling.

"Fools"

He muttered to himself before turning his back on the shops and heading back down the street in the opposite direction towards the bank. He had much greater plans for this town and his first stop would be the bank. A few Beli always came in handy when you wanted a life at sea.

Ben was wandering the island in search of some food, as he progressed more into the village he realized a man had stepped in-front of him.

"Excuse me sir,mind if I practice some skills on you?" the man said as he began to move into a fighting position.

Ben ignored the man and just pushed him out of the way, walking directly to the store he began to chuckle.

"Bohoho, time for some food...."

As Morris got closer to the bank he grinned as he reached the door and walked right in through the front door. Looking from side to side he quickly noticed two guards. Both obviously martial artists and as he headed in side he punched his right hand as hard as he could into his left hand and repeated this action again.

As he did so the guards both turned their attention to him, they were curious as to why he would do such a thing and as he did it again and again they started to quickly become concerned and after the 8th time Morris began to vibrate. Grinning as he clenched his fist tighter the guards both walked towards him and even the bank tellers and customers turned to look at him.

As the guards stood either side of Morris one of them asked him.

"Are you alright sir? Do you need some help?"

With that Morris quickly placed a hand around the back of their heads and smacked both of their heads into one another. As their heads cracked open with the force he used to smack their heads together the bank shot up quickly into screams. Using the kinetic energy stored up inside his body he released a large mass of steam from his pours which filled the bank making vision much more difficult.

As Ben entered the small shop he looked around and realized that an old man was running it. Ben sighed and just walked over to a crate of apples, he slowly picked one apple and slowly took off his mask. When half of his face was exposed he realized something.... he had no mouth, he slipped back his mask and quickly threw the apple towards the old man. As soon as it hit his head Ben was already at the counter.

"Eh why did you do that for!?" the old man asked as he rubbed his head.

"I have a problem...." Ben replied as he slowly took of his mask.

"What is it!?" the old man yelled.

"I have no face....." Ben said as he took off his mask.

"Speak of the...." the old man said as began to tumble a little.

Ben chuckled a little and jumped over the counter so that he was face to face with the old man.

"Now that you know my secret you die!" he yelled as he began to squeeze the man's neck suddenly breaking it. He dropped the lifeless man onto the ground and stared at him.

"I would laugh.... but I have no mouth... Bohoho"

Morris

Happily walking through the steam Morris quickly found his way out of the main hall past all of the customers. The Bank tellers were cowering behind their glass and desks and as Morris vanished in the steam he made his way down some stairs towards the vaults. As he arrived near the vault he noticed a thick cast iron gate blocking his way. Grabbing hold of the bars he realised how strong it was and slammed 4 more punches into his left hand.

Still vibrating with energy Morris took a step back and launched a powerful kick which ripped the gate from its hinges. As the gate clattered to the ground he stepped through and walked towards the vault. Looking up at the large bolted door he laughed.

What a pathetic attempt to keep robbers such as me out. This will be piss easy to get through

He thought to himself.

approaching the vault he unleashed a barrage of punches into the vault. He knew how with each punch being blocked by such a large vault door he would be building up his own strength to deal out soon enough.

As his knuckles began to hurt he continued grinning to himself before he finally stopped feeling his knuckles almost broken. Grinning looking at the door and feeling the kinetic energy flowing through him like a wild fire Morris placed his hands on the vault door.

As his own body vibrated so badly it was quickly transferred on to the door, as the vibrating was transferred the tumblers began to shake along with all nuts and bolts. Keeping his hands pressed against it for a few seconds more he could feel the door becoming loose. Smiling to himself he felt how the door was slowly but surely becoming heavier and heavier.

Finally he realised how the door was no longer connected and he pulled it free from the hinges. Dropping it to the floor he stepped inside and looked around at the fortune. Feeling his body still vibrating he needed to let some steam off and did so.

Ben

Seeing how Ben the man in the mask strangled the old shop owner to death his son a martial artist trained on the island and the best for his age range turned from shelf stacking to see his father's corpse twitching and shouted at the man with the gas mask.

"You filthy fucking freak! What the hell is wrong with you? Attacking an old man?!"

Taking up a stance the son Takashi looked at Ben furiously.

"You deserve to be locked away in prison for that."

As the young man shouted towards Ben, he turned to face him. Ben began to shake his head a little, he then quickly kicked a crate full of oranges towards the young man. Quickly running around the man Ben clenched his fist getting ready to do some real damage.

"Prison.... How I that place"

Ben

Hearing a voice inside his head as the oranges came at him Takashi was thrown off a little bit but kept his compose as oranges came at him. When he saw how the man ran around him he quickly turned in time to see him clenching his fist.

Morris

In the bank Morris grabbed handfulls of notes and picked up the bag left in the vault and filled it up with all the money he could fit inside it. When he was done and realised no more money would fit in the bag he quickly zipped it up and began sticking it in his trousers poking out of the top. As he finally managed to collect the lot he slung the bag over his shoulders and headed for the doors.

Walking back out into the main hall he noticed how 4 more martial artists had joined him and he grinned looking at them.

"You guys really are pretty damn foolish aren't you? Martial arts against a guy like me?"

"What?"

"I am your better, you don't stand a chance using your martial arts against me."

"Oh is that so?"

The four guards moved in towards Morris and he quickly launched a few punches into his own hand whilst the guards moved in in their stances.

Grinning as they got closer he knew who would come out victorious.

Ben quickly charged towards the young man, he then suddenly bent down and started to slide towards his legs, Ben once he was close enough began to swing his body to the right so he could kick the young man of his balance.

"Let's just finish this quickly before I start to go.... crazy....."

Ben

As Ben came towards him and Takashi raised his right foot and slammed his heel down towards Ben's leg which was coming to swipe him. He wasn't afraid of the man with no mouth and looking at him he simply thought to himself about how his father would be furious at him for fighting. With a deep breath taken he was ready and prepared for anything which was coming his way. Confident in his ability he tightly clenched his fists waiting to see if his heel would land on the foe of his who was attempting to knock him on his ass.

Morris

The four martial artist guards stood around Morris and within seconds one was coming at him with his foot in front of him. As it came closer Morris reached out grabbing his foot and spun him around throwing him towards on of the other guards who simply leapt over him kicking off of him to propel himself further & faster fist first into Morris.

The fist landed powerful smacking Morris in the chest and he tumbled backwards landing on his back on the bag of money grinning to himself.

The guard landed on his feet fist still tightly clenched and standing over Morris looking down at him.

"Now hand over the money!" the guard shouted.

"No"

Morris replied

As the foot came down towards Ben's leg he quickly brought it back and slowly started to get up.... on his hands. While getting up Ben stared at the man, Ben normally by now he would go crazy as he always did however this time he felt calm, he felt as if this little fight was quite fun and enjoying.

"Not bad...." Ben said as he quickly got back onto his feet, he then quickly stepped onto a near-by orange squirting it's juice towards the young man's eyes and then quickly started to spin to the right directing his left fist into the man's neck.

Ben

Feeling orange juice squirt in his eye Takashi shouted in pain and held his stance solid, he felt a fist connect to his neck and yelled out loud in pain. As he stumbled backwards and hit the ground he opened one of his eyes and looked towards Ben.

"You asswipe, fight me with honour! You coward!"

Takashi was not only angry but enraged at this man's lack of honour and stupidity as to killing his father and now using cheap tactics to beat him.

Morris

As Morris sat back up slowly he looked at the many men and felt a quicky foot to the neck slam him back into the floor. Grinning he released a strong and painful punch into the guard's leg knocking him into the wall.

Sitting back up he looked at the other two guards who were shocked at his strength.

"Hand over our money!"

One of the guards shouted as Morris quickly launched himself like a bullet at one of the guards grabbing him by his throat and slamming him into the ground. The other guard grabbed him and lay on his back as he did so Morris grabbed his shoulders and flung him over his head smacking the guard's head into the floor.

Looking at the four guards he'd just beaten Morris grinned and headed for the door again.

"Honour.. don't make me laugh..." Ben muttered as he quickly flipped towards the young man aiming to land on on him using his full weight, as he flipped he quickly grabbed an orange, throwing it high into the air. As Ben fell towards the boy he wondered on why he even bothered to learn such a stupid way of fighting, it made completely no sense...

Ben

Seeing the man falling down towards him with his full body weight Takashi gulped and threw himself from Ben but couldn't do much and found himself with his leg getting crushed beneath him. Grunting in pain as Ben landed on his leg he tried pulling his leg free then looked up to Ben as he said something about honour.

"Don't make you laugh? Honour isn't something to laugh at, its something of importance like respect of which you have none"

Morris

Leaving the bank Morris headed to the nearest pub which turned put to be a place named "Silver Savile" He headed on in through the doors and walked up to the bar with the thick bag weighing him down.

As he stood at the bar he took a seat on a stool and looked at the bartender who looked back at him.

"Your a new arrival right?" the bartender asked and Morris nodded.

"Indeed I am" Morris replied looking over the beers which were on tap. He stopped when he spotted his favourite beer on tap.

"Barkeep give us a pint of Dagger Heart."

"one dagger Heart coming up" As he poured the pint the bartender looked at Morris and asked him.

"That'll be . . . " Morris cut him off by wavering his hand and replying to a question which was never asked.

"I won't be."

"Then you won't be having your pint if you aren't paying."

"Don't worry soon you'll be working for me so just put the thing on my tab."

"What?" the barkeeper asked.

"You'll see soon enough, just stick the pint on my tab."

The barkeep nodded and handed him the beer. Morris took the pint of glistening brown beer with a small head of froth and he took a sip.

"Ah, prefect." Morris muttered to himself.

"Pfft, just shut up..." Ben said as he flipped off the man's leg landing on a barrel he had noticed earlier, the orange he had thrown was now starting to come down. He quickly flipped off the barrel landing behind it, he kicked it sending it flying towards the young man and then kicked the orange making it break in two as it charged towards the man's left and right side." Let's hurry this up shall we I've got places to go and people to see...."

Ben

Being hit by the barrel Takashi fell backward against the counter knock unconscious, he wasn't going anywhere any time soon and now things were looking good for Ben. Takashi & his father were both beaten and not going to stand in Ben's way no matter what. The store was now empty.

Morris

As Morris drank from his beer he grinned looking around the pub to make sure no one in the pub knew he had just robbed the bank. He needed that money and wasn't about to lose his money to a bunch of pointlessly stupid martial artists. He placed a foot in the bags strap then turned back to his beer and looked at the bartender. He could tell he knew some martial arts as did some of the waiters and smirked.

He was wondering why no Marines had found him yet but he wasn't complaining.

"Hmm, over already?" Ben thought as he slipped his hands into his pockets, the battle had worn him out a little and he needed a drink. He walked out the store and took out a pouch full of beli from his waist, he chuckled as he slowly slipped it into his pocket. Ben then began to scan the area for some sort of pub, after a few minutes off looking around he finally noticed a small pub further down the road. He walked towards it and slowly entered, walking over to the counter he took a seat and waited for the bartender to take his order.

The bartender turned to the man with the gas mask polishing a glass as he asked him.

"Whats your poison?"

Morris turned his head to the man in the gas mask and smirked then looked back into his mug and continued drinking. He enjoyed his pint and as he finished it he slammed the mug down and pointed to it as he said to the bartender.

"Barkeep hit me again."

The bartender looked at Ben then at Morris and nodded then walked over to Morris took his mug and filled it up again full of more Dagger Heart. As Morris waited for his drink he looked around the pub then back at Ben with his gas mask. The man looked a little tired like he'd just been doing exercise or something. Thinking about the island he was on he realised this guy could be one of the martial artists.

Turning back to his drink again Morris took it from the bartender's grip and thats when he asked.

"on the tab?"

Morris nodded.

The bartender walked back over to Ben and asked once again.

"So what'll you be having?"

In the pub sitting towards the back of it where many other people who had chosen to spend their day relaxing with a nice cold one. The pub was filled with a cheery atmosphere and the people were all chatting amongst themselves happily.

"I'll take anything, just give me something to drink..." Ben said as he took out the pouch and threw it onto the counter. He then began to look around the pub, it seemded quite crowded, it looked as if the people on this island were starting to get quite lazy. Ben sighed looking at the man next to him, he seemed quite happy maybe he had some sort of training method or something of the such. Ben then laied back on his chair waitng for the bartend to arrive with his drink.