10-30-2015, 05:19 AM
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Swoosh!
The oxidized hunk of millennia-old steel cleaved through a waft of noxious air, yet nothing more. Certain to claim yet another soul for his memorandum, the heretic chose to forego proper footing. As the rustic headhunter swung with intent as grotesque as his form, Straw Hat fortuitously zipped his rubber dome down beneath the toothy blade's pathway, leaving his aesthetically infamous headwear a mere hairline above the flesh divider as it carved steadily under. The pirate's acclimated Observation Haki proved fruitful once more.
"Ksh!" The champion of nurgle clicked beneath waning breathe, stumbling ever slightly from the hefty meat-cutter's recoil. Luffy snatched his beloved cap from aerial stasis and planted a stalwart rear kick to the space marine's abdominal region.
With a wrenching gnarr, Okor blundered while his ferrous plates of odious mail faltered, now decorated by a shallow imprint of the sea captain's sandal, a sigil he wore with irked vexation. His wretched deities would surely hold no reverence to this mark of ridicule.
"Kahahah, woo hoo hoo that was close!" Luffy cackled whilst patting the aft of his slender neck, if only to make certain it was still intact and flesh-eating-disease free. Though muscular by his own right, in comparison to someone of Okor's stature it was little more than a sprig, effortlessly snapped under the smite of his boot. Dethroning his patented cap from the crest of his noodle, Mugiwara gazed merrily at it.
Heh, boy am I sure glad those arena bosser guys magically brought you back to me with that glowing, rainbow stuff! I thought I lost you forever to that cloaked creepo. What would the Straw Hat Pirates become without a straw hat?? Hmm, but I wonder how they did that? Ah well, it's a mystery! Kehehehe, 'least now I don't have to worry about letting Shanks down afte—
RATATATATAT!
The shriek of ballista fire clapped the pirate from his lucid thoughts, ripping him back to reality with a roaring battalion of nefarious pellets. Drawn into a frenzy of laborious shuffles and shirks, Luffy exploited his superior agility and spunk. Akin to a monkey swinging from branch to branch, he danced elusively along the chromatic raftors. Though Okor was relentless, persisting the assault with ardent focus, grinding away at footholds until the captain inevitably slipped up.
Alas, fate would see it so.
Shunk!
"Gack!" the squirrely combatant quailed.
A stray slug whizzed true, gouging a superficial dollop of muscle from his pliable tricep. Wreathing pain gnawed at Straw Hat's nervous system as his dangling extremity fell limp, plunging him into the necrotic abyss below. A mere glancing blow, though it may as well have been a point-blank of buckshot as seething pain leaked from the virulent flesh wound. His veins pulsed and purpled near the cauterized entry point, evidence of myriad infections seeping in.
With a clack, the warmonger retracted his aberrant firearm. His lonesome eye scanned the field, searching incessantly for a boiling corpse. Even his trained, cyclopian optic found the blanket of fog troublesome probe. Clamoring out from the death shroud, a shrewd battle cry snatched the marine's attention with haste. How any living being of flesh and bone could survive in such a visceral cage of gaseous contagions even he knew not of was a baffling mystery.
"Gomu Gomu no . . . " The pragmatic youth bellowed from beneath the layers of stagnant fog as a swirling cyclone amassed, churning the septic stew like a witch's boil as tendrils of elastic limbs disentangled like knitting yarn. Okor lurched ever slightly at the display before him, mulling over his limited options, prepping experienced defensive measures.
FWOOOM.
"AIR GUN!!" he cried out fervently as a contrived, whirling spiral of toxic wind swiveled forth, funneling out from Luffy's twirling tornado of unraveling limbs taking form reminiscent of a conic windmill. As the youth unfurled, his concocted assault enveloped and trapped the heretic within a prison of pestilent haze which disintegrated his fortified bastion. For the average mortal, such a corraling swamp of baleful miasma would secure sweet demise, but what of Mugiwara's hermetically impermeable foe?
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Swoosh!
The oxidized hunk of millennia-old steel cleaved through a waft of noxious air, yet nothing more. Certain to claim yet another soul for his memorandum, the heretic chose to forego proper footing. As the rustic headhunter swung with intent as grotesque as his form, Straw Hat fortuitously zipped his rubber dome down beneath the toothy blade's pathway, leaving his aesthetically infamous headwear a mere hairline above the flesh divider as it carved steadily under. The pirate's acclimated Observation Haki proved fruitful once more.
"Ksh!" The champion of nurgle clicked beneath waning breathe, stumbling ever slightly from the hefty meat-cutter's recoil. Luffy snatched his beloved cap from aerial stasis and planted a stalwart rear kick to the space marine's abdominal region.
With a wrenching gnarr, Okor blundered while his ferrous plates of odious mail faltered, now decorated by a shallow imprint of the sea captain's sandal, a sigil he wore with irked vexation. His wretched deities would surely hold no reverence to this mark of ridicule.
"Kahahah, woo hoo hoo that was close!" Luffy cackled whilst patting the aft of his slender neck, if only to make certain it was still intact and flesh-eating-disease free. Though muscular by his own right, in comparison to someone of Okor's stature it was little more than a sprig, effortlessly snapped under the smite of his boot. Dethroning his patented cap from the crest of his noodle, Mugiwara gazed merrily at it.
Heh, boy am I sure glad those arena bosser guys magically brought you back to me with that glowing, rainbow stuff! I thought I lost you forever to that cloaked creepo. What would the Straw Hat Pirates become without a straw hat?? Hmm, but I wonder how they did that? Ah well, it's a mystery! Kehehehe, 'least now I don't have to worry about letting Shanks down afte—
RATATATATAT!
The shriek of ballista fire clapped the pirate from his lucid thoughts, ripping him back to reality with a roaring battalion of nefarious pellets. Drawn into a frenzy of laborious shuffles and shirks, Luffy exploited his superior agility and spunk. Akin to a monkey swinging from branch to branch, he danced elusively along the chromatic raftors. Though Okor was relentless, persisting the assault with ardent focus, grinding away at footholds until the captain inevitably slipped up.
Alas, fate would see it so.
Shunk!
"Gack!" the squirrely combatant quailed.
A stray slug whizzed true, gouging a superficial dollop of muscle from his pliable tricep. Wreathing pain gnawed at Straw Hat's nervous system as his dangling extremity fell limp, plunging him into the necrotic abyss below. A mere glancing blow, though it may as well have been a point-blank of buckshot as seething pain leaked from the virulent flesh wound. His veins pulsed and purpled near the cauterized entry point, evidence of myriad infections seeping in.
With a clack, the warmonger retracted his aberrant firearm. His lonesome eye scanned the field, searching incessantly for a boiling corpse. Even his trained, cyclopian optic found the blanket of fog troublesome probe. Clamoring out from the death shroud, a shrewd battle cry snatched the marine's attention with haste. How any living being of flesh and bone could survive in such a visceral cage of gaseous contagions even he knew not of was a baffling mystery.
"Gomu Gomu no . . . " The pragmatic youth bellowed from beneath the layers of stagnant fog as a swirling cyclone amassed, churning the septic stew like a witch's boil as tendrils of elastic limbs disentangled like knitting yarn. Okor lurched ever slightly at the display before him, mulling over his limited options, prepping experienced defensive measures.
FWOOOM.
"AIR GUN!!" he cried out fervently as a contrived, whirling spiral of toxic wind swiveled forth, funneling out from Luffy's twirling tornado of unraveling limbs taking form reminiscent of a conic windmill. As the youth unfurled, his concocted assault enveloped and trapped the heretic within a prison of pestilent haze which disintegrated his fortified bastion. For the average mortal, such a corraling swamp of baleful miasma would secure sweet demise, but what of Mugiwara's hermetically impermeable foe?
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