One Piece: Treasure Cruise is an Alternate Universe (AU) site where the straw hats and all the other famous pirates of the animanga do not exist.
The Time frame for the site is around the same time frame of the Animanga so the technology and such are on par with what is seen in the show though some advances can be made within reason of course.
There should be no mention of cannon characters as none of them exist and although there may be certain things that are similar to the animanga as this site is based off of it, the animanga is not considered cannon on this site.
Plot
Seventy years ago the three way war going on within the sky was still happening with high casualties on all sides. Because of this a truce was initiated. Each island would have its own independence away from rule of the other islands. The truce would hold so long as they stayed on their respective island and did not venture off into the territory of the other islands. Although there have been news about multiple Birkans, Shandians, or Skypieans dying while on one of the other islands the open, all-out fighting has stopped and a lot of the killing has been toned down. However, this has not stopped many sky islanders from leaving their home in search of a peaceful life down in the Blue Oceans not knowing that they were going from one multiple century long war to another.
Around sixty years ago the revolutionaries had a secret base within East Blue on Colors Island. The secret base there was becoming so successful due to the fact that none would suspect any trouble out of the weakest ocean in the world, so much so that they would be surprised to run into high ranking officials of the revolution there. This went on for about ten years until the World Government finally got wind of the location of the hideout. The fight was brought to the base and the leader of the revolution at the time stayed behind to fight off the attack giving his people time to escape. Due to the public execution of the leader of the revolution having hurt the recruiting process for a few years it was then that the revolution decided to work through a system of council so that there would never again be just one leader of the revolution but five one for each blue and one for the Grand Line as a whole. Forty years ago people began to move back to colors island and multiple towns and villages have sprang up there each named after a specific color.
In the present time the fighting has become less open warfare and more vying for islands and power. However fighting between the revolution and the World Government still persist because of this the World Government has increased taxes. This has caused unrest in many of the civilians and has bolstered the ranks of the revolution. However in a move that no one saw coming there have been several individuals who feel as if the revolution is just as bad as the World Government and have gone to sea on their own to live by their own code and to enjoy their freedom. These pirates have sparked the Golden Pirate Era which has also sparked an increase in bounty hunters which is a fine way to earn a living and pay those raised taxes without joining the marines revolutionaries or the pirates.
Combat Based RPG
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Step by step. do the job without interruption or mistake. Even if someone is killed next to you or in front. even if you were shot or stabbed or whipped or worse you keep on working. The life Olcan'Osheen had lead as a slave of the dragons was horrific but it seemed it game him very important skills for the life that lie ahead of him. So even when he lost track of Tsai and he tried as he best he could to follow the actions. Always a second behind the pop but Olcan noticed the supplies were being loaded in, for lack of a better word, bursts. A steady trickle of barrels and boxes from the ash soldier. The other soldiers seemingly attending their tasks to the best of their capabilities but it seemed he expected too much of them at the moment. Olcan couldn't keep up with Tsai but he could hear him coming alive in the chaos he created
Olcan'Osheen kept his pace. Never hurrying or slowing. Just step by step. Even as the small hoard of Marines charged across the docks to meet him. The heat around him growing thicker on his skin, giving a soft shimmer like how stones in the sun. His eyes widened as his new crewmate shifted forms in front of his eyes. Olcan was no stranger to the idea of Devil fruits but this was very obviously something special. The scales became a blur as he moved to a position behind him just as a blade was about to connect with his back. the sound of metal shattering was a surprising to everyone but Olcan'Osheen just smiled. Oh ,Thanks big guy Olcan said as he continued his uninterrupted stride.
This is gonna be a rough exit He said to Ryu as he nodded over to the cannons that have started to aim towards the ship stealing all their supplies.looks like we'll be on defense once we get to the ship. The dock was now cramped with marines making their way towards the end of the docks. The intended to swarm them but Olcan imagined how many little snakes would come from ryu's new form. A few bullets started to fly by at this point as the ambiguity of their actions having lost its effect. I'll take care of this while you keep our ship safe. Luckily these weren't the best and brightest the marines had to offer. Maybe an officer or two would be worth a damn but they needed to stay with the ships just incase this was all a trick.
Ok girl, you can eat. Olcan said with a ominous click from the large wrapped package on his back. His stride lowered to a crouch, or close to a walking runners start as he twisted the top half of his body to a nearly impossible degree. Alligator Style: Death Roll With a single heavy push the newly ordained Captain launched himself forward with incredible strength, breaking the boards under his feet as he did. As he flew forward he spun like an alligator death rolling its prey. The thick heavy blade tore through the dock of enemies like a blender. Blood splattered everywhere in his wake as he barreled through the center of the docks and the majority of the charging marines.
Slashing and gashing as he made his way through crowded docks. His next foot step repeating the process of propelling his rotating body and weapon. Even as he hacked and slashed at the group Olcan's was worried about his next step as he found him self in front of his ship, turning to face the Marines what could still fight as loose fingers and toes littered the dock in the wave of the Captains vicious assault, incapacitating many even if they aren't likely to die. Ready to Shove off men?
Fight the Furance-Active Alligator Style Death rollx2
Olcan'Osheen had been in town for less than 2 hours so when someone who worked here told him directions to a shared destination he would listen. His body started to exude heat as they made their way through the city behind what was more less a meat bulldozer . Tsai giving back street short cuts the trio made it to the docks quickly.
His body shimmered like asphalt in the hot summer sun, making Olcan'Osheen hard to look at. He was about to act when 3 new bodies appeared and changed the board a bit, giving him the one thing the 3 of them lacked, numbers.Big guy, why don't you and your friends address the ship. Send one to un moor us from the dock then get us to 3/4 sail, Tsai another to load as much of That cargoHe said gesturing to the provisions between them and a near-by naval vassal.Then one to the helm and have them start throwing it to the port side.
He spoke in a sort of matter of fact tone but never seemed to finish one his meaning was across. He knew the points of security on the ship and he knew exactly the kind of exit to make with all these Navy ships around.I don't think anyone one here but you can get that Anchor up in time for us to get away no matter how well we do the rest.... he said, not finishing the sentence.
You guys make sure you get the ship out, I gotta go grab something I had stowed away so I didn't draw too much attention to myself. Given what's currently happening... He didn't finish the sentence as it was obvious what he meant. The tall man really knew how to use his legs when moving and since he was now going THROUGH people as opposed to around them he made it to the end of the dock with quite a few people watching him angerly. Paying them no mind Olcan'Osheen reached down to a knot hidden under the dock and began pulling at the rope. Pulling until he pulled up a 6 foot canvas bag filled with something sturdy and Leather straps tying the bag and object closed.
See told you I wouldn't be long, Besides I know you love the water. He said as he grabbed a strap of leather and hoisted the massive bundle over his back, hissing and steaming as it made contact. Needless to say the people watching were concerned ,curious, interested or intrigued and more than a few marines were about to make their way off there ships to investigate. Not enough to leave the ships inoperable but enough to hinder their response times.
Olcan'Osheen just maintained intense eye contact with Mr.Balb as Tsai spoke and dragged him into whatever con he was currently pulling. Olcan didn't need to answer and he didn't intend to but his stare was enough for the old man to get the point quickly. Fortunately Olcan'Osheen's attention was drawn to the barkeep and he shifted his gaze towards that.
Olcan'Osheen knew an master craftsman when he saw it. A steady hand, knowledgeable movements and a sort of passive excellence as the old man also kept on eye on his bar while he did it. As the drink slid in from of his Olcan didn't want to disrespect the effort but he was also broke.I can't afford that but I can work it off He said as he could almost feel the tension in the room about to snap.
When asked about being a pirate from the self deprecating man he shook his head and shrugged. I don't care what people call me, I'm just gonna do what I want. He replied nonchalantly.As for you being a liability, that's just something people say when they haven't found a purpose for you. For instance..He said while pointing out all the pirates that moved to hide their valuables when The, now known to be, Ogre started telling everyone he was going to steal one of their ships. Olcan used Ryu's speech as a opportunity to let Tsai have the kind of fun Olcan figured he would enjoy.
As the simple jolly stomping turned into an all out Donnybrook Olcan'Osheen could see his chance to earn his drink. He took the drink like a shot and let it burn it's way down his chest, an odd sensation for a man made out of lava. As he finished the Ogre Ryu was saying that Olcan should be captain of whatever was happening at the moment. What you do and who you follow is your own business . I'm just gonna take out the garbage and earn this drink and then.. he said as he gave a nod to Akatosh and spun around in his stool.
Olcan walked with purpose through the bar with bottles and chairs flying around him but never hitting him. He walked a mostly strait line towards Mr.Balb. Once he got to him, he was hiding under a table, having avoided most of the ass whooping he was intended. He was a slippery and cowardly man and Olcan'Osheen wasn't going to just let him slip out of this one...it's off to the shipyard With a downward punch Olcan broke the table and when he lifted his hand he was holding the cowardly man by the top of his bald head.
The smell of Charing and melting flesh filled the room at an astounding rate, second only to the inhuman scream that the bald man was letting out as he was carried like a bag of trash out the front door. With a wave of his arm Olcan threw the man into the street. the top of his head melted smooth as an egg, so no hair would grow and no Toupe would stay on. With the garbage taken out Olcan lived up to his word and headed towards the shipyard....Ish
Sitting and trying to not draw attention to himself was going better than Olcan'Osheen expected. Sure a 10 foot demon was getting roasted by a old and weathered barkeep. A quiet chuckle came from the partons, the situation becoming a odd mix of amused and tense.
A mood only intensified by the explosive entrance of regular sized person. Olcan noted the way the barkeep let out an exasperated sigh before the man could even speak.Oh here we go under his breath. No sooner had the barkeep complain the new man had asked for a drink on the houseFuck off with all that! he spat out in reply before he could even fish his lie about a bakery.Sticky fingered fucker he said as he shook his head trying to hide his amusement.
Olcan"osheen watched as everyone seemed to secure or check their belongings.as whoever this new person was. He took note of a few hands lingering on their swords or pistols as if debating the worth of attacking. Again that odd mixture of impending violence and amusement. He would have kept his eyes on the room if not for the hand he actually felt slap his shoulder and a joke about being sturdy. With a light smile and a joking tone Nah, just standing on 3 legs He said with a strait face as he winked at the barkeep and drank from a glass within reach.
Sitting at the bar was more less a new experience for Olcan, not even sure he was doing it right. He looked left first and as normal a splattering of heads, hair and hats. It pretty much what he was expected before he turned his head to check the right side of the room. It took him a second to realize he was looking at someone's shoulder since he wasn't used to being shorter than people but from the looks of the guy, he was no "people". He looked more like a demon from a fairy tale or nightmare.
Not caring too much that he was sitting next to some 10 foot demon so long as everyone else saw it too and just as Olcan'Osheen was about to question his sanity the Demon inquired about a similar problem to him, though it seems his was in service to a god of some sort.I need a ship I don't care who owns it but I need it to reclaim it for the services of the Dragon God of Chaos where can I find one in pretty decent shape that won't bring too much attention to my leaving". Olcan'Osheen Took the chance to steal a glance around the room to see if anyone noticed and sure enough a few bodies stiffened up as they over heard the demon and the barkeep. Olcanosheen took note of the people and made sure to keep a "subtle" eye on them.
For the last time you fanged fuck, the shipyard. Came the gruff voice from behind the bar, obviously annoyed with the question already. You fucked your priorities and now you're stuck here like the rest of us, Chaos god or not He said was a sort of defeated wisdom to his harsh tone as he slid a saucer of warm Sake to the Red haired man, Don't go and make it someone elses problem? He finished with a nod to the rest of the room.
A new island was getting closer and closer as he stowed away by lounging in the ships figure head. He could hear them calling it Dawn island and Olcan'Osheen thought that was a fitting name for this whole stage of his life. A new dawn to his adventure and the next move would need to be subtle and he knew he couldn't stay here for long.
While the ships crew got ready to unload and tie the ship to safety, Olcan'Osheen was already pulling himself up onto the dock, tired from the rowboat he stole but happy as could be. A few of the dock workers looked over and Olcan'Osheen just pointed to the ship off shore and they nodded and watched as he made his way into town.
He knew the first place to hit was the local Pub and the seediest one he could find. Asking a few locals along the way for directions and knocking some sense into would be cutpurses. He wasn't entirely used to cities yet but some of the advice and directions helped him find what he was looking for "Murmaids Naval" and it looked exactly as nice as a deep back ally pub could. Pulling the hood a bit tighter Olcan'Osheen mad his way into the Pub and a spot up at the bar.
Using his fruit ability Oclan’Osheen coats himself in Magma creating a Magma Giant type armor around himself that he pilots from within. The giant itself is about 30ft tall and could passively break rookie ranked defenses while passively breaking intermediate ranked defensives of flammable objects. The golem increases the destructive prowess of all magu magu no mi techniques by one rank. The giant also acts as an intermediate defense against attacks (while acting as an advanced defense against flammable attacks and a rookie defense against water). When encountering the golem, the one contacting the golem would receive second degree burns which quickly get worse with prolonged contact. The golem also raises the temperature around him to the point that those close can get heat blisters. Oclan’Osheen controls the golem from inside and can use it his control of the golem to extend his arms for attacks extending his already impressive range
Turning his forearm and hands into lava Olcan'Osheen launches 1 fists of molten lava at his opponent. The force of the attack is nothing short of cannon fire in its ferocity and range. While the initial contact leaves 2nd degree burns the viscous nature of the lava leaves behind fist shape splash of lava that continues to burn after the hit lands. Any lava left over from this attack is still dangerous and can be used for various other techs. The fist has enough force to destroy Intermediate level defenses Advanced level if the defense is something flammable. However when met with a water based defense it is one rank less effective (only able to destroy rookie level defenses).
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Melee
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Rookie
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Personal
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Offensive
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Magu Magu no Mi
Haki
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Hammer to Fold
Like any good blacksmith Olcan'Osheen can swing a hammer and his experience in being a blacksmith has taught him just how to hit metal to make it fold. That combined with his lava abilities have given Olcan'Osheen the ability to hit a weapon and not only increase the heat of the weapon but do incredible amounts of damage to anything metal Able to make a rookie level sword or armor useless in 2-3 blows and stopping canon balls in their tracks.. Oddly enough this skill doesn't work as well on living things and doesn't do nearly the amount of damage to a human, leaving only minor bruises and some blistering from the heat.
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Fight the Furnace
Making use of his magu magu no mi Olcan'Osheen starts to pump out ambient heat from his body. While this is a very simple technique the longer he uses it the more the area around him is heated up and the longer the technique reaches. the longer this is used the harder it becomes for others to do simple things like aiming and breathing. Not to mention that this also heats any metal in the area with the end result being the metal turns red hot or melts altogether (depending on rank rookie level is red hot basic metal melts). However the exposure needed for the metal to melt would need to be 8-10 posts. That said the closer someone is to him the hotter it is and the smaller the room the more intense the heat.
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Amputation
Using his incredible weapon in a single slash meant to separate a limb. Nothing is even remotely special about this attack, it's simply an incredibly powerful slash in any direction aimed to sever a limb. When met with resistance of a rookie defense this strike will break through and if the intended target is close enough still do enough damage to leave shallow gashes to the hit area.
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Alligator style:Death Roll
This move is done by using a weapon to rotate rapidly and shred the target. The use dashes forward as fast as they can with his arms and weapon(s) behind him. When he gets close enough to strike, in one fluid motion, the use brings his weapon(s) to attack the opponent and spin at the same time. Making this attack not only harder to block as the angle of attack changes abruptly but the spinning momentum allows him to either slice through his opponent(s) in a spiraling line or continuously attack a single target numerous times rapidly. At this level the attack can destroy rookie level defenses outright while damaging and eventually breaking intermediate level defenses. If met with organic resistance it will leave the target(s) in a bloody mess and depending on how often and where they got hit several limbs could be lopped off
Known as the Magma fruit, This fruit is known as one of the most destructive Devil Fruits. As it's name implies this fruit turns the user into a magma man allowing them to turn into magma at will and control magma they create. While some logia have multiple uses or supplemental effects that make them stand out, this fruit's status and fear come from one thing: raw destructive power. The wielder of this fruit is capable of destroying entire Nations leaving nothing but smoldering rock in Their wake. The pure unadulterated destructive force of Volcanoes.[break][break]
At this level, the user can turn himself into living magma, and can still choose to look human while he is, but he cannot yet reflexively turn into magma, making surprise attacks still effective on his actual body. He can absolutely turn into magma whenever he wants, and can do this to combat physical moves.[break][break]
Offensively, the user can secrete magma from his body only about as fast as magma will travel without assistance, and he can shoot small magma rocks the size of baseballs at his enemies. Getting close to the user while in magma form makes for extreme difficulty, as his magma is hot, of course, without direct contact, there is no chance of someone catching on fire. Defensively, magma is perfect for protecting against physical attacks due to the nature of the element[break][break]
Olcan'Osheen has an extremely unusual appearance. He has an dark complexion presumably from his parents mixed ancestry, despite having white, spiky hair, and golden brown eyes. He has his ears pierced with a small silver ring in each. He wears a Seaking Trenchcoat that reaches to his ankles. The coat is black but in the right light a greene shimmer can be seen and his blade, 'Nameless' is wrapped in bandages on his back when not in use. He is very tall and lean, but very muscular.
■ Personality
Likes
Rum
Sex
Women
Food
Dislikes
Being told what to do
Anyone insulting his crew
Slavery
Celestial dragons
Habits
Drinking
Smoking
Using sarcasm to cover up the pain of his horrible life while still relatig to those around him in as positive a way as he can.
Fears
Being a slave again
His Crew being killed/Enslaved
Overall
Olcan'Osheen has been described as willful and arrogant,foolhardy and brash his entire life and those are the compliments. There is just something in his head that defies being chained and kept. Something in his bones that yearns for more. Even beaten and tortured as he was he kept a wonder lust and sense of humor. Though the harsh life he's lead has given him an indifference towards life and death he doesn't activly seek out to hurt anyone for no reason.
Olcan'Osheen is also incredibly protective of his friends, willing to kill for even the slightest insult if allowed to have his way. HE hold the idea of friendship closer to his heart than anything else, no matter how hard his captors tried to change that something in Olcan'Osheen knew he didn't want to adventure alone. He wanted to chare that life with people who wanted the same things as him , freedom in all things.
When ever possibly Olcan'Osheen likes to get shit faced drunk with other pirates and listen to their stories and legends. The youth full innocence with which he becomes immersed in the story has led Olcan'Osheen to memorize( even drunkenly) most of the great adventures of the past. He uses each story as a map to his final goal, as if every story were a piece to a giant puzzle that for some reason only he could see..
■ History
Family & Friends
■ Father:?
■ Mother:?
■ Siblings:?
■ Other:?
Overall
Olcan'Osheen doesn't know much about his life or even if he had one before the sound of chains and the weight of the irons. His mind can't bring to image a time when his flesh didn;t know the lash of a whip or an unwanted hand. Try as he might he cant bring himself to try if he was honest with himself. For as long as Olcan'Osheen can remember he has been at the mercy of a sadistic man and that for whatever reason, he was different then those around him. While other slaves cowered and lowered their heads Olcan'Osheen never flinched and was rewarded frequently for his very nature. A nature that earned him the demeaning moniker of "Prince Olcan'Osheen". For a decade he endured some, if not all, of the worst the man had to offer and the fact that he lived through it only seemed to feed the mans lust. Through his early life Olcan'Osheen learned to endure pain like few men ever could, and he learned to do it at the hands of a master.
As he grew he found use as a smith ,forging chains and silver ware and it was discovered he had a natural gift for working metal. Instinctively thinking to craft and add in a manor that was many years beyond his skill. It took time but he found peace in the hammer and anvil. The days beatings seemed to fad in the ring of metal on metal. It was during this time that he secretly began to craft a weapon for himself. During one of his many trips to drop off a load of chains and collars Olcan'Osheen happened to pass another slave being brutalized and her eyes screamed to him for help and he remembered the feeling he had, the desire to help fer for no reason. He got about 4 feet away from the woman before he himself was set upon and brutalized as well. There was no respite for Olcan'Osheen with the Celestial dragon and his family outside the ring of the hammer and the shaping of metal.
When Olcan'Osheen was 19 he had finally completed a version of his weapon that would actually stand up to combat. With the completion of the weapon Olcan'Osheen's resolve to do anything else with his life became too great to ignore. One night he resolved to escape and take his weapon with him. The night came and he made his move, breaking his chains silently using his knowledge of how they were made to separate the chains from the collars around his legs and neck. Sneaking out was easier than he imagined. No one imagined that a slave of 19 years would try to escape, they thought they had broken him when he stopped fighting back but they only strengthened his resolve.
He made his way from his quarters,making sure not to wake up any of the other slaves, tiptoeing past dozens of snoring bodies he knew he would never see again. Even attempting to leave was met with death sentence for whom ever it was, a very public death to make a point. He made his way to the smithy to get his weapon and some other weapons then made his way to the courtyard wall. He could hear the shouts behind him as people started to notice someone was missing. He hurled his body into a spin and crashed through the wall, putting everything into his attack to do so. He knew he couldn't turn back or hesitate and he ran for everything eh could and ran with no particular direction in mind.
As luck would have it he ran until he found a dock and stole a jacket as he ran to try and blend in. A twist of fate put a ship just pushing off close enough to jump into and the spare weapons he sold purchased his travel to the east blue. Olcan'Osheen enters the East Blue on a little island names Dawn Island with big dreams and no reputation. He aims to get a ship and crew but for the moment he was more than happy just being free to do what he wants when he wants.
■ Combat
Special Abilities
Blacksmith(rookie):
Olcan'Osheens life as a blacksmith has made him an incredibly compotent black smith. Being "trained" Through violence and punished with brutal beating for imperfections has led him to be amazing blacksmith. able to know exactly how to strike metal to weaken it or strengthen it at his desire
Unbreakable(Rookie):
Spending his entire life as a slave Olcan'Osheen has built up a body that can shrug off fatigue and damage alike.granting him a rookie level defense with his bare skin. bullets do minimal damage and knives leave nicks instead of cuts. This fortitude extends to his mind as well, able to push past pain and focus clearly on matters at hand.
Devil Fruit
Magu Magu No Mi:
The Magu Magu no Mi is a logia type devil fruit that when consumed, allows the user to create, control, and transform into magma at will, making them a magma human. The fruit, like most devil fruits, has a weird grouping of swirls on it, and when eaten tastes horrendous. This fruits power is generally seen as the most destructive in terms of just sheer damage the fruit can do, even on accident.
The fruit's weaknesses would include standard devil fruit weakness, but it's also weak in that it doesn't have any supplementary abilities other than just being destructive and chaotic.
Rookie
At this level, the user can turn himself into living magma, and can still choose to look human while he is, but he cannot yet reflexively turn into magma, making surprise attacks still effective on his actual body. He can absolutely turn into magma whenever he wants, and can do this to combat physical moves. Offensively, the user can secrete magma from his body only about as fast as magma will travel without an assistance, and he can shoot small magma rocks the size of baseballs at his enemies. Getting close to the user while in magma form makes for extreme difficulty, as his magma is hot, of course, without direct contact there is no chance of someone catching on fire. Defensively, magma is perfect for protecting against physical attacks due to the nature of the element
Inventory
■ Seaking Skin Trench coat ■ Nameless ■ Flask of rum ■ Pipe(smoking) Black smith Hammer
Techs
Legendary Tech Name Tech Name Tech Name
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Intermediate Tech Name Tech Name Eruption Fist
Rookie Amputation Hammer To Fold Fight the Furnace
Instinct would have driven a normal man to raise his hands to shield himself from the collapsing bar. Olcan'osheen however has had that instinct beaten out of him. he doesn't move to keep himself from hard as it was often for the amusement of the celestial dragons that ruled his life up until a few months ago. So when the bar came crashing down on top of him he didn't even move to defend himself., he didn't even think to enter his logia state since it was so new for him. Truth was this was his first real time using his fruits powers and he had to admit he liked the way it felt. the rage erupted out of him in the form of pure destruction. He was the embodiment natures most destructive force and a part of him knew he sucked at it but that same part knew he would change and grow and become destruction personified.The dust from the bar settled and the cries of his Navigator seemed to cut through the clamor of the event. Inside the rubble the cries made Captain's face turn a dark sullen and angry look. parts of the bar started to erupt in flames from the globs of fist shaped lava they stopped.Oi boys, It's looking like were gonna need to show these lad's who we are. Olcan'osheen said from under the Rubble
Fire grew as the lava settled and soon the fire was strong enough to call a blaze. the bar was going up in flames and the alcohol that was already all over the floor was only acting as an accelerator. Olcan'osheen stood up from t he rubble,splinters stuck into his body as well as nails and broken glass, tugging his massive weapon free of the debris. With out addressing his own injuries or saying anything to the marines he walked over to Tsai and put a crazy hot hand on his shoulder, and smiled down at him. A large carpenters nail had pierced the side of his mouth and was hanging out the side of his smile.No need to cry, well make this whole fooking island our cradle. He said before pulling the nail out of his the hole in his cheek, which came out glowing red, as Olcan'osheen heated it up with his lava powers. With a sizzling sound he pushed the nail against Tsai's bleeding wound,closing it and stopping the bleeding.But i can't do it with out you, so get up ,get mad and lets Fook shit up. Make them regret the day they dares stand in the way of the Vagabond Pirates! His thick Irish accent adding passion to his words as he held his friend through the pain of the seared flesh.
It seemed a few of the marines didn't want to wait for the Vagabonds to have their little talk, which suited Olcan'osheen just fine. 3 marines with swords came rushing towards Olcan'osheen with powerful swings. Their attacks ate into the Captains face shoulder and side and for a moment they thought they cut the man down, then their weapons turned red hot and then a sizzling could be heard as a black flash made a circle in front of Olcan'osheen. Blood sizzled against their weapons as their hands dropped to the floor,removed from their bodies. Screams erupted from their mouths as they realized their hands had been cut off at the forearm. the weapons weren't even closed since the weapon wasn't that hot yet but just being around the captain became harder as his heat started to cause distortions in the air around him,making the image his him covered in steaming blood all the more ominous. Ok boys, Maximum carnage. Let's burn this whole island to the ground and start a our own island, with black jack and hookers!! The captain roared as he blasted off in a tower of lava 15 feet into the air and started towards the residential district that lay between them and the main military base on the island, which is to say it was a MASSIVE military base that seemed to only land mark on the entire island, which made it the perfect target. Any marines that came in contact with his lava would get burns that get worse the longer the lava is in contact.
Olcan'Osheen was taking in the situation in and outside of the bar via a hole that had a familiar paw print-esque shape that signified Tsai was in a bind. While not being a outstanding direct fighter, he could hold his own against marines like the majority here. His paw paw fruit abilities were outstanding on the other hand and in all honesty more versatile with his devil fruit at the moment that Olcan'Osheen. Then again so was Red, his first mate, who would absolutely love to join in a brawl like this but with him around it would take every a lot more marines. As he was about to lift his bottle to his lips,just before realizing it was empty, a whip lashed out and snatched the bottle from his hand. The sheer speed of the snatch both surprised and impressed him. However he was in a bar so bottles of booze were plentiful. Not really paying attention to what was going on at the momemt on account of him looking over which bottle of booze he wanted now.
As the Rum kicked in more and more Olcan'Osheens normally dark skin got a reddish hue. He could hold his liquor just fine but he couldn't hide his Irish. Picking up a brown bottle with out a label,giving it a sniff shaking his head and put it back. He did this to a few bottles because he had so many options. Finally landing on a bottle of whiskey the size of his head. Pulling the cork with his teeth almost in unison with the barrage of bullets that came shooting up the bar. As the bullets ring out through the bar, glass and wood alike was shattered and no sooner than he found the bottle he wanted, all the booze in the bar, including the massive jug of sake, were destroyed. Olcan'Osheen looked on in horror as all the booze dripped to the floor. His abnormally thick skin and seaking jacket were a good enough defense against the bullets that came at them, Leaving flattened pellets at his feet. OI OI OI NOT THE BOOZE YOU DICKS!! Olcan'Osheen roared as he turn both hands into lava and and increased the size of his fists.
HE was actually oblivious to the oncoming troops of swords,axes and fists but it honestly wouldn't matter to him. He was ready to explode with drunken anger and these poor schlubs were in the way. Throwing punches as fast as he can at the soldiers large fists of lava erupted out of him rapidly at every marine he could see,even sending a few out of the holes that Tsai had made just to try and help him out. Olcan'Osheen just wanted to have a few drinks and maybe a woman or two before heading off on his next adventure.ILL KILL YOU FOOKS FOR WHAT YOU DONE TO THIS BOOZE!! When things don't go the way he wants because of people trying to capture him, it tends to rub him the wrong way. Now that he was paying attention to his surrounding he could hear them call for the capture of himself and Tsai. Even going as far as to taunt them and tell them they cant escape.
YOU CAN TELL THOSE CELESTIAL DICKBAGS THAT IM NEVER COMING BACK!!! He screamed as his fists flew as fast as they would let him,erupting lava in a spray in front of him. His anger rose to enormous heights as they started to tell him he couldn't escape.YOU FOOKS HAVE IT ALL WRONG. IT'S YOU WHO CAN'T ESCAPE US!! He roared with bravado and power beyond his size and experience as he continued to let loose fist after fist of lava. A manic and vicious looks filled his eyes as he watched his magma work. His body only getting hotter as he continued to hat up the bar around him. His heat is only helped by the fresh magma that either hit marines or hit the floor and walls. YOULL NEVER HAVE A VAGABOND IN CHAINS!! he continued, as if his words powered him to continue his assault on the marines.
USED: Fight the Furance( Round 2) Lava Fist: short range but rapid variation.
Olcan'Osheen D. Allen was making his way towards the bar to get a drink and a woman. His dark skin seemed radiant in the hot sun of the island. He loved the feeling of the warmth on his skin while he walked wherever he wanted. Lifting a long brown cigar looking thing to his lips and took a deep breath. The smoke danced around his face as he help the smoke for a few steps before letting it out in a big cloud. A cloud he happily walked through as he made his way. His smoking habit gave off a fragrant and alluring aroma for about 100 yards in any direction causing some people to look in his direction. The smoking took time off of the walk and Olcan'Osheen made it to the bar fairly quickly, not really thinking about his trip since he was so lost in his own thoughts.
He only came to when he saw the bar he was looking for, almost as if an automated response to what he saw. Smoking the long "cigar" to a tiny burning nub, he threw it on the ground and stepped on it just before he stepped into the bar.Entering the bar could have been better, he noticed immediately that the situation was tense and the marines had someone surrounded but he couldn't see who. With a shrug he moved his way towards the bar. The bartender having taken off to get more marines now that one was knocked breathless in the corner. With a shrug Olcanosheen reached behind the bar and grabbed a BIG bottle of Sake and a smaller bottle of rum. He was going to take the Sake back to the ship and drink the rum now. After all sake is better warm and in the company of family. Taking a long drink from the rum bottle before wiping his mouth and setting it down, Olcan'Osheen took in a deep breath and a wide smile spread across his face.
A smile that widened at the marines and pirate reached his ears. He would recognize that voice anywhere. It seemed like Tsai was in trouble with marines again. At least this time he was here to make sure he doesn't end up in chains. Getting worked up a bit Olcan'Osheen's body started to give off an incredible heat. It was radiant heat so it was limited in rage for the moment but one thing was for sure, this was only the beginning.Oi oi oi, what seems to be the problem here? His strong Irish accent cutting through the clamor of the situation with an odd clarity. Any normal patrons who had stuck around this long knew that this was as long as they could last. Even some of the marines seemed to be unnerved by the calmness and strength of his words. Lifting the rum to his mouth Olcan'Osheen took another big drink from his stolen bottle of rum.
