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[NeonFlow]

Bare minimum is what I need below, if it makes sense for your character to have a bounty I ask you refer to the wiki to get a general idea of where it should be.
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Name:

Epithet/nickname/title:

Age:

Race: (If not some sort of human have it make sense why a fishman/mink/giant is kicking about in the starting area)

Appearance: (picture would be nice but give a brief description anyway)

Gear:

Bio: (dont need a life story but paint some sort of picture as to how this person came to be)

Fighting style: (it doesn't have to be said every time it happens but name and describe how this character fights)

Devil fruit: (limiting this to two others for the start, other fruits can turn up later for consumption/joining the team)

Role on the ship:
(Though the check implies I'm making the captain I'm fine with someone else taking this role if their character is well written and can tie into the original two ideas for the start. Otherwise go for other titles like cook, Muscian, quartermaster etc If need be I will make npcs fulfil a role until we get characters)

 

[NeonFlow]

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Name: Lalilu Lelo

Eventually known as: Captain Lalo Bang, "Bomba kid" "bomb man"
"Lalo BOOM BOOM Bang"

Age: 20

Race: human

Appearance:

Lalo stands at 5ft9 with a lean muscular build, messy brown hair and green eyes usually squinting. Deceptively strong, somewhat generic looking which changes slightly after consuming a devil fruit, leaving his hair in a permant mess and clothes to look as if just walking out of a explosion.

Gear: simple clothes like above,
a short straight sword, a dagger,
three boomerangs of varying size.
A bow and quiver of arrows.

Bio: born on Soarsea Lalo was raised by humble folk who tried to do right by others and wouldn't stand for trouble. This led to their lives and belongings being taken from them by Captain Gordie the ape man, with no home in the city Lalo was forced to living on the street or in the wilds of the island. It became a bit of both that led to the young man Lalo is today. Though the one constant thing in his life was the drive to avenge his parents and murder the ape man... Though Lalo tried he never got far, when he finally did manage to fight his way into the ape man's lair he was met with laughter and a swift defeat.
"come back in ten years I ain't killing a little kid, no fun in that"
Once lalo recovered he began the journey to prepare for a fight that could not be lost. It was six years of training in the wilds and stealing from the city but eventually Lalo was ready, mostly it was that he managed to steal some devil fruits and the island was full of people ready to riot and fight all happening within in the same week.

Fighting style: Bomb or exploding style is simply Lalo doing something that results in a explosion, be it a punch, kick, spit, or strand of hair it usually ends with a bang.

Devil fruit: Bomb bomb fruit, turning it's user into a bomb human able to detonate any part of their body at will. As a detonation man he is unable to be hurt by a explosion.

Role on the ship: captain,
( or if the second idea is chosen he was first mate of his ship before it was destroyed )

 

[EbonChevalier]

Name: Gamba Losan

Epithet/nickname/title:

Age: 19

Appearance:
A thin but well muscled man standing at '5,11'. His skin is mostly light green but his chest stomach palms and soles of his feet are white. His mouth is full of sharp teeth and his white hair and shaved at the sides and tied back.



Race: Half Fishman Alligator Gar


Gear:
Pots, pans, cutting board, butchering knives, two katana, five different kilts
Bio:
The child of an escaped fishman slave and a human woman, Gamba was the assistant cook to the Iron Tusk pirates chef. His crew was one of the many forced to kneel before Captain Patrick. His teacher along with most of his crew members were slaughtered by the Ape-man when they found the courage to resist. He didn't have the guts to die with his crew but Lalilu's call to action has given them hope that they could be avenged.
Fighting style:
Itadakimasu Two Sword Style: Said to be developed by an unknown Wano chef that took up blades to avenge his slain lord, this style was passed down from Gamba's master to him. It style focuses on quick precise attacks carving the enemy into chunks like a pound of raw tuna.
Devil fruit: None

Role on the ship: Cook

 

[Dextra]

Name:
Roselyn Fang

Epithet/nickname/title:
Rose.

Age:
23

Race:
Wolf Mink

Gear:
Simple clothing, bag of cartographer supplies, compass.

Appearance:
Roselyn, like most female minks, has a human-like height and structure. She is a wolf mink with silvery grey fur from head to toe. She has long silver and lilac hair that reaches all the way down to her ankles. Her hairstyle is simple and usually left to its own devices, only being changed when she is in combat, when she ties it up to avoid tripping over it. She stands at 6'0 and has a lean build.

Bio:
Roselyn was born on Zou but did not stay there long. Her parents wanted to see more of the world and not spend their lives on Zou, so they left with Roselyn. The family travelled thousands of miles and visited numerous islands along the way.

A group of pirates took an interest in the Mink family one day on an island Roselyn doesn't remember the name of, knowing they could get a fortune for the trio. Fortunately, thanks to some timely intervention from the navy, the family was spared, and Roselyn insisted from that moment on that she wanted to join the navy and fight for justice, which she did.

Life had been good for years. She was happy, proud, and had steadily risen through the ranks until she was assigned to Soarsea, where the navy's corrupt and unjust ways were exposed. She realised how corrupt her fellow marines were, and she decided to do everything in her power to make things right and restore order to Soarsea even if it meant she had to turn her back on her fellow marines.

Her plan was to get in touch with Navy HQ and expose this corruption but the only way to do that was to get into the communication room. Going at the heart of night when most souls were sleeping she made it inside and got her hands on the Den Den Mushi. Upon saying her first word, she felt a sharp pain strike the back of her head, it was her captain. The next thing she remember was waking up, chained up in a darkroom it was clear she had been handed over Patrick Ape-man Gordie and his crew.
Betrayed by her captain and fellow marines, Roselyn held little hope for a rescue and begun working in an escape plan.

Fighting style:
Roselyn's fighting style is very primal in nature; she frequently fights on all fours, utilising her natural given abilities as a mink to dispatch foes, focusing on strong lunges, fast slashes with her claw's, and powerful bite attacks, which combine with the mink electro ability to make her a formidable fighter.

Devil fruit:
N/A

Role on the ship:
First mate

 

[PlusUltra]

Name: Ramsey
Epithet/nickname/title: Iron Maiden Ramsey, Ramsey The Kid
Age: 18
Race: Mink (Goat)
Appearance:
A Tall thickly built girl with a wild yet curved appearance along with powerful muscle, standing tall at nearly seven feet. Thick braids of ash blonde hair flow down the sides of her head in twin tails, past a crown of curved horns and as well as all the way down to her thighs in a third. A rather stern and serious face holds twin piercing amber eyes with an unusual horizontal slit. While normally covered in fine fast-growing wool, they have taken to shaving such constantly.

Gear:
-ToothGnasher, A Large Hammer Axe with a chain flowing from its hilt
-Engineering Tool Chest
-Razor

Bio:

Spoiler: Kikutaru Island

Deep within the edges of the grand line rests the reportedly idyllic island settlement of Kikutaru, a brimming production hub for the world government without a care in the world as they live content lives to produce important compounds for the vital peacekeeping missions of the noble marines. From the colourful characters to vibrant and shining spires this idealized city is believed to be the example of the ideal life the world government seeks to bring about, receiving glowing reviews from its natives to the point so many seek to join the community and nay a person wishes to leave resulting in the location boasting the highest population density per square meter of any island under the control of the world government. Another more important draw to the island is said to be the healthcare provided to its citizens with a 100% satisfaction rating, the cornerstone of such is the mandatory medicinal supplement "Bliss", from the outside and to the majority of those within the existence can be described as little other than perfect, and those who disagree? well, they are simple downers that need to get cheered up at one of the many centres for such.

Peel back the pretty facade however and the true nature and state of the island are revealed to be the polar opposite, factory atop factory intent on cramming as much as possible into with living spaces a vague afterthought, the higher management would receive accommodations at the upper levels of the city with the workers down below and those unable to work or escaped trapped below the bowels to suffer the seeping emissions, collapses and all manner of other atrocities in the crime-filled underbelly as the Scraps. The outer rims of the city were devoted to supplying pipes with any previous vegetation or wildlife either drastically mutated from the chemical runoffs if not killed altogether by the contaminated wasteland. This meant leaving the city was not an option outside the arranged transports reserved for bringing in new citizens or escorting the "upper management" out when required.

In any other settlement, the conditions would have already started an uprising or some other manner of mass riot conflicting with the authority, yet this was avoided with the implementation of the mandatory Bliss. Regular intake of the medication resulted in drastically altered perceptions and compliance of the population along with a smile on every face, seeing the idyllic life of sunshine and rainbows the island was reported to be to the rest of the world, while the "downers" who refused to take such would quickly be revealed as they discovered the truth and taken away for "harsh" and unconventional treatment. That is to say, simply refusing to take such was more difficult than it seemed with the highly addictive nature as well as the infusion of such into the water supply. The source and key component in the Bliss was a plant that had once grown wild on the island though now incubated artificially, The "Grinning Garland" a powerful hallucinogenic with several other properties for which it was also exported for other purposes after the dangerous task of cultivating and farming it on mass was conducted by the locals. All this and more was made possible by the most prominent controller of the island Samara Darlington known to her people as "Darling Auntie" but to the rest of the world as simply "The Wall".

This woman was primarily the Head of the Division Black of Marine Logistics. A cruel and methodical logical woman responsible for the cataloguing and transport of numerous rare compounds for use by the various other Branches, in addition to vital weapons and other resources, this also included administering and securing test sites such as Kikitaru Island. She holds little value in the concepts of past loyalties or bounds being a realist through and through seeking efficiency and results regardless, in her pursuit of "Practical Justice" she has displayed an unrelenting and aggressive drive. A frightening intelligence she has shined primarily in the organizational and logistical management of the book projects but also in political science. Strange has been noted to appear in multiple locations seemingly simultaneously, which had aided her in keeping tight control over her purview.

The Island itself was originally a penal colony of sorts employing a mix of prisoners and slaves, however, Samara would be the one to "revolutionize" it, seeing the people detained as a wasted resource that could be put to far better use.

Within the churning and heavy industrial factories, Ramsey herself would be born, the child of two first-generation captives brought to the island through her time with them would be short. Before long she has whisked away to the communal nurseries and down to the bowls "kindergarten" once they were able to walk to start her part in helping the happy city, clearing out the pipes, jams, blockages and moving through the small places as only a child could but it wasn't long before her true talents began to be noticed. The culmination of this being her quick thinking in fixing a stuck limb of one of her the other workers** playmates within the pipes, making sure they didn't only get to ride away with the waters but also didn't get a cool peg leg but all was good so it was easy to forgive her, especially when Auntie moved her to an even more important role. This would be the start of her path as an Engineer, something she took to in earnest and in her entire being able to help and keep the smiles around wasn't something she could turn down could she?. Still, the cracks and questions would continue to grow, urged on by an innocent yet simple comment by another playmate she had overheard "What is beyond the City Wall? What is beyond that?" she never did see the owner of the voice again, but the question was something she never could quite forget.

Still, time would continue to roll by as she grew and developed becoming one of Auntie favorites through her abilities alone, yet what will rise may also fall...and so she did when the realities of the world came crashing down to drag her with them into the abyss with the true nature of the island shattering the image built up over so many years. It had started with a question to Auntie, noticing something off, a slight change in the water pressure...then while she was in the workshop...she was chased? no she stopped and threatened something...the freedom of falling? peace? no not peace, fear and anger she was shouting louder than she had before, she felt burning as if she was hitting something wet....then she was chained up in a cell...the entire series of events playing like fragment and blurred video but regardless of how it went down her final fate Ramsey born again with an unnatural determination, forgoing conviction for resolve as she spent her time in the cell planning to get beyond that wall now the world she had grown in was finally clear. That's not to say her time within the cell was not made interesting, especially with the frequent "talks" with the assigned guards.

It wasn't until the guards tried to go a little too far that the chance presented itself, breaking out of her cell to begin a rampage through the compound, driven only by the need to be free and get beyond that wall. Tearing through those stationed she would proceed like an unchained beast and kept pushing until she broke past the walls, pushing further until finally atop a hill of obstacles she saw blue atop the cliffs of the shore after so much.

This sight of salvation was short-lived, however, a voice from behind would speak leaving her only enough time to turn before sharp pain and explosion, the cliffside soon fell into ruin and her into the waters below once more believed to have finally died. Had it been that simple, drifting amidst the salted waters clutching debris she would lose track of time, refusing to die and keeping afloat even as currents attempted to drag her beneath the waves...suffice to say the experience was quite painful and quite prolonged. Relief would come eventually, she was not sure how long it had been but it came as she would eventually be washed up on a new island.

The rest of Ramsey's story remains to be told, for good or ill the woman who now stands has been defined by the events that brought her to this point and will be further defined by those yet to come.

Fighting style:
A powerful and sturdy physical juggernaut with exceptional perceptive abilities and a surprising amount of precision. Maintaining a firm stance they are one to use every part of their body in order to strike or open their opponents up for follow-up blows, including purposefully taking hits if needed thanks to their natural durability. This also extends to using the environment with improvised weapons, including controlled demolition to create either new weapons, traps or a more advantageous battleground.
Role on the ship: Engineer

 

[ThePrime]

Name: Marrick Crowley

Epithet/nickname/title: Dr. Crawler

Age: 22yrs

Race: Human

Appearance:

Height: 6ft 1in weight: 210lbs

Gear:
Twin pistols- a pair of standard flintlock pistols modified to have sights and a slightly longer than normal barrel for increased range and accuracy.

Watertight Ammo case- A case filled with ammo that is sealed to prevent dilution of the venom the bullets sit in.

Sneaky jacket- a jacket jam packed with hidden pockets to hide a variety of smoke pellets, bombs, and Wire for traps. not to mention the gauze, Bandages, and medicine.

Doctors bag- A black satchel containing surgical tools, anesthesia, suture materials, antibiotics and anything else a traveling doctor may need.

Toxic collection- As a doctor Marrick knows toxic and poisonous materials and tends to gather them in an effort to create deadly concoctions to make up for his poor combat skills.

Bio: Born into a navy family and practically raised on a navy ship none wouldve pegged Marrick for a life as a pirate but fate tends to have its own ideas. The navy vessel he was on when he was eight was raided by pirates and he along with a few others were taken as hostages to ensure a safe escape. Marrick never saw his parents again after that, but their lack of fighting for him let him know he didnt need to. The pirates were rough at first but eventually warmed up to the young boy and he began apprenticeship under the ships doctor Ridley. This would be his life for the next 13 years until finally his vessel was sunk off the coast of Soarsea city after a less than cordial exchange with a certain ape man. Still feeling rage for the loss of his crew he quickly signed on with Lalo’s plot providing nessicary medical attention to allies and sabotaging the food and water supplies of the fleeing enemies. Afterwards he offered his services to lalo having no where else to go and not wanting to be stuck as a small town doctor, after all his whole life has been on the sea and he has no intention of land locking any time soon.

Fighting style:
Venomous bite- Marrick doesnt have very many high damage attacks or abilities and he knows this. As a result most of his combat tends to revolve around landing one or two venom infused attacks then playing a game of keep away while waiting for the foe to fall from the venom.

Devil fruit: Mure mure no mi- Hive hive fruit The hive hive fruit is a paramecium type that allows the user to spawn from their body any number or species of swarming insects,Their body acting as a hive and queen producing and controlling these insects with pheromones even to the point of forcing them to act against their instincts.

Role on the ship: Doctor​

 

[Cheesemick]

Name:
Asher

Epithet/nickname/title:
Asher "The Ashen" Ash


Age:
29

Race:
Shandorian

Appearance:
Very manlet energy, just a bit shorter than average but toned out. Shandorian tattoos over his left arm. Bright red hair.

Gear:
Burn Bazooka
Shooter Shoes
Log Pose

Bio:

Born in Skpyiea during the time of god Gan Fall things were tense between the Shandorians and the Skypieans. He was a great fighter sparing with the other great warriors of the village since the war was still very much in full force to take take their homeland. Asher would often sneak out to try find worthy sparing opponents fighting many members of the God's Army but never killing them like the other Shandorians. One day he got in over his head and ended up face to face with the god himself Gon Fall. Of course he lost and being expected to be killed Gan Fall instead stated his intentions to Asher. He told him he one day hoped for a time were the Shandorians could live peacefully with the rest of Skypiea, the true sincerity of his words really spoke to Asher.

After letting him go Asher found no will to fight the Skypieans anymore he honestly felt like there could be an arrangement met but Wyper being the strongest Shandorian wasn't having any of it. Being the strongest he commanded the most respect being at odds the two of them often broke out into fights.

Just when it seemed like some sort of peace was going to be made, Enel attacked. Asher seeked out Enel himself, always up for a great fight, almost being killed by Enels Four Priests. Just being saved by Gan Fall just in the nick of time, he told him his plans to escape and become a mercenary and that if Asher wanted to live he should do the same, as this almost ensured Asher would be forced to fight now. Corned and outmatched, it was either run or be sentenced to Cloud Drifting. Instead he stood and fought back. Knocked off Upper Yard he fell into the blue sea. (Much like how Gedatsu fell from Sky Island onto the Blue Sea and survived.)

Alone in a strange wide new world, he found the first thing he was going to need to do to survive was learn to navigator this strange world. He took Gan Falls advice become a Mercenary navigator on the Blue Sea.

Wondering the Blue Sea for eight years Asher become the experienced navigator. He often frequented the trade hub Soarsea, after the choas and battle Asher found himself by the skin of teeth barely surviving the crossfire. A young captain seemed to be in need of a crew and every crew needs a navigator. Asher also liked the spunk of this guy they seemed like someone strong to join up with.


Fighting style: He fights the same way most Shandorians do, very close range style with Shooter Shoes and a Burn Bazooka.

Theme song:



Dumb one piece quirky personality trait: He has terrible sea legs and is clumsy, he often ends up tripping on thine air. Its because he's use to the lower altitude of Skypiea and walking with Shooter Shoes.

Role on the ship: Navigator.