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1Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 4:14 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
Voyage:




Day 1 morning
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At the port within Alabaster, several marines would be leaving their recently docked vessel; the vessel had somewhat a ruff landing as it slightly crashed into the extended bridge of the ports as such most of the marines on board would be somewhat woken to attention. Several of their boots would begin to clash against the wooden floors of the piers of Alabaster.  A total of 9 marines would disembark the going amazon Marine warship lead by a 7ft tall beast-man captain. His name was Commodore Roaringson and he was extremely intimidating not just for his animalistic exterior but for his ruthless fighting style and personality that mirrors that of an animalistic animal. He had glowing yellow fur instead covering him like skin, his face, however, had patches of white instead creating a cross upon his face mirroring the mountain pass of Reverse mountain, the cross sits centralised around his left eye; his muscles were large and powerful and not to mention the sharp claws that he constantly sharpened on a piece of flint strapped around his waist.  


As the group continued deeper into Alabaster irritated thoughts would enter his mind and as such his demeanor would slowly progress from the firm, a professional and perfect posture of a marine officer changed into that of a crouching bored irritated man. Speaking in a deep Scottish accent Commodore would show his hatred for this place; “God, it's boiling in this useless excuse for a kingdom or maybe it just feels this way because of all the distasteful water flowing throughout the port” a young boy would approach the Commodore offering a piece of well-made bread and several tasteful herbs onto “Here you go sir” he said as to try to cheer the Commodore up.  


“Eewww, kid who taught you how to cook? The lounging rotten rodent on top the roof? Or did you just wake up thick??....huh huh Answer me boy” The Commodore had just spat every bit of the bite he took onto the ground and stomped on it several times and was currently scaring the boy while also offended another on the room beside them. “Sorry kid, thank you for the effort” The two kids would find themselves filled with frustration and creativity and as such operation Punk Lion would commence. The first would kick Roaringson in his privates causing him to lean forward in pain “You brattt” the second would jump down on the back of his head causing the Commendore to go face first into the disgusting sandwich before running off.


“At this moment myself and my fellow ensigns would burst out laughing failing to hold it in; oh yeah that's right I’m one of the Marines of Commodore Roaringson and my name is Victoria Z Xayah and this is my commanding officer”.


He would next stand up and turn to face us marines with a ravaging rage of fury upon his face with veins inflating really bringing the revered mountain to life “RIGHT MARINES, HUNT THEM DOWN AND SHOW NO MERCY”, Commodore Roaringson would roar like a true beast into the sky “ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR”. However, us ensigns would simply raise our eyebrows.


“This is the beginning of my story”.


Four hours later, we would find ourselves entering a well-fortified building within the desert, somewhat isolated with enough space to home 40 marines;  This was a grand line marine barracks.


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2Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Re: Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 4:42 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
The  Barracks


The Barracks was designed for new recruits so lacked a significant amount of normality in its design; one large eating area which sat parallel to the main office of the higher ranks, the office had a sound filtered wall of glass which allowed the Commodores and any visiting admiral's the ability to really watch the recruits in their natural habitat; meanwhile the glass appeared to a black wall on the other side thus the marines would never know if they were being watched or not. The walls origins were unknown but it was rumored among the ensign that a female Vice Admiral Black Widnodow created the wall. The first level also contained large windows on all side with the same glass in place, granting the marines a sight advance on all those would would approach, a small armoury filled with basic equipment; however the main storage area was below; accessible only via a large square hatch. Above would be the ensigns living quarters; small rooms with single beds and storage areas for their basic needs.


Commodore Roaringson saw them first; leaning back on his leather chair with his shoeless feet placed relaxing on his wooden desk he saw them. A group of suspicious men gathered together pulling a large wooden cart, their hoods were drawn over their heads and their garments hid a significant amount of their person, including possible armaments. Roaringson would stand up looking with more focus analyzing this group passing by the barracks; They would appear like merchants but their choice of road seemed odd; less paved roads, more wild animals not to mention merchants would normally sell their goods as they traveled . Roaringsoon would unconsciously start growing and as such his personal assistant would place his hand upon the string of a hanging bell and waited patiently.   The group wouldn’t make a sound as they continued to transport the cart passed the marine barracks .


Meanwhile upstairs in room 37; Victoria Z Xayah was unpacking her belongings; several marine Uniforms along with several personal outfits. Her casual clothes had to be accessed by her commanding officer and only as outfits not individual cloth would personal attire be acceptable. A single flower pot would be placed upon her window’s edge containing 3 flowers; A red rose, a Blue daffodil and a white flower of unknown origin. On the small cabinet Victoria would place the picture of a laughing crow. Having completely unpacked she would skip back two steps and place her arms at her side [Supermanpose] “Splendid, the room looks fantastic; well time i head to grab launch”.At that moment. The smell of freshly cooked pig and the radiant smell of a delicious sauce would pierce through the air and breach into the dorm rooms of each ensign and they would all take a great sniff as their faces lit-up like delightful bliss took over them.

It was this moment, we all knew; we messed up. Every student would suddenly rush in frenzy including Victoria and as such the stairs would be filled with marines ramming against each other as the sound of doors opening and closing echoed through the barracks; they all began rushing down ignoring each other safety and as such five marines would end up tripping up and getting run over by the stampede of ensigns as they rushed to the kitchen. It was lunchtime on Tuesday.


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3Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Re: Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 4:55 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
Despite the kitchen blooming its sense into the air Commodore Roaringson would find himself still staring at the group passing by, over the years he spent within the marine forces he learned several lessons one of which made him paranoid and this situation was screaming at him. However, the group would simply pass by and proceed over a nearby sandhill. At this point he would proceed to exit his office, his jaw would drop all the way to the ground as his eyes were reaching from their sockets “WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON” he would shout at the top of his lungs as he started bubbling with extreme anger.


The results of the students rampaging and stampeding for the barbecue sauce stakes had resulted in the entire barracks being streaded. Tables were flipped and throw all over, same with chairs, some chairs were even stuck in the ceiling; the stair railing was broken and 75% of the enlisted ensigns were knocked out, minorly injured or in some cases needing a medical assistant. The remainder were sitting upon some broken tables eating several stacks covered in sauce with big grins on their face. Three of the remaining were part of the new 8 that had arrived today Victoria Z Xayah, Foxriosia West and Mircio 27 Snacks who had actually worked together to achieve what they would consider Victory. Having digested the entire situation Roaringson would place his hand upon his forward and move it downward as his eyes rolled up. “You three with me, the rest of you take care of the injured, if this is looking like nothing happened when i get back I’m going to ….” Commodore sprints at one of the remaining marines and kicks them in the stomach causing them to bend over at which point he would scissor kick them landing one foot on the front and the other on the back of the ensign skull. A permanent dent would remain in the ensign's skull after this incident.


At this moment no one knew but this Ensign whos skull had just been brutally dented would one day leave his mark on the world; the birth of the story Denting Breacher would start here. Roaringson, Victoria, Foxriosia, and Mircio would leave towards the nearby market as Roaringson had a bad feeling that something was about to happen, and the group was about to begin their investigation meanwhile Victoria would be given five documents relating to the area. These documents included information about several groups and events that she may want to investigate while we are in the merchant fair.


  1. Article one: Reports that a group of thugs had kidnapped a child
  2. Report two: An underground fight club has formed for the benefit of a pirate crews profit
  3. Rumors - The trade fair is about to be attacked by suspicious merchants [Roaringson handwriting]
  4. Marines punishment exercise - All marines might need to fight each other as punishment [also in Roaringson handwriting]
  5. I hate the desert - 1000 word document in why the dessert sucks [Mostly in Roaringson Handwritting].

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Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
The port market was flourishing with booming trade and livid life as the people here were all keeping entices by the wares of each merchant, and the merchants enjoying the hagglers trying to get a good deal. The trading area was split into three areas this day; the first being that of the Alabasta kingdom and the second from foreign merchants and then there was the 3rd group with unknown origins selling products, inventions and strange substances and all were welcome. For some reason, this specific fair that happened once every three months inspired Marines and Pirates to forgo their differences in the name of community trade. Despite this marines had started patrolling the area investigating anyone who would have recently arrived, RoaringSon was specifically interested in the group of five who passed his marine barracks.

The group had placed themselves in the center of trade fair and had begun setting up a stage of sorts instead of a stall, which was really strange. Victoria would be somewhat straight to the point knowing the Commodore was really here to investigate this group and thus Victoria would stand right next to the stage as if guarding it against attack. “So, what are you folks up to” The group would rotate to face Victoria and would say in sync “Well not much, you see were here to Sing”.  10 minutes later the group would remove their robes to reveal 2 beautiful women with 3 attractive guys using different musical instruments

The stage would take up an area wider than the roads of the fair and quite central to the common entrance; placing two mats on the floor the woman prepare to dance on it as to keep their arms from clashing with each other; this was about to get wild. Then 3 guys pulled out rythm sticks, a flute, a guitar and a harmonica. The first woman pulled out a violin herself. The 4 guys started to play the intro music to get the attention of the bystanders. People would make some room for them and stand still looking at the group wondering what would happen next. The woman would place the cases for the instruments on the ground to collect money in. The cases were followed by her red french hat which she placed carefully behind the cases. For the first time, this would reveal her face and hair. She was beautiful and attractive. The men that were standing at the trade fair gathered around to see the woman in all her delightful wonder. She took off her coat revealing a slender perfect hourglass figure with a good set of breasts and a nice ass added to her pretty face. The music started to heat up and the two woman would slowly start moving their hips and start dancing. Swinging their hips and flicking their hair in the air to make sure all the eyes of the man were on them and only them. Once the magic was done the music started to develop further so the woman would dance faster and wilder spinning and jump around on the carpet. The guys who were playing their instrument also started to move by now and the two woman became a dance and music making a crew. The guys were dancing really well and in perfect harmony but it was obvious that the two woman were the stars of the show.

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5Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Re: Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 6:19 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
Oh hello, you [Victoria breaking 4th wall again] I totally forgot to tell you about the 2nd woman and what she looked like not to mention who she was. She was a female mink with the appearance of a lion and just so happened to be the ex-Wife of Commodore Roaringson and the reason to travel such an obscure route was to get his attention. Anyway back to the story.


The bystanders get louder and louder as the music and dancing got more intense. The money was flowing out of their pockets into the instrument cases and the hat. Everything about this trade fair was now full of left however for Roaringson he was being teased by the devil, his ex wife was blatantly trying to get his attention and he knew it, however he knew she was a revolutionary and that they couldn’t be together no matter what in fact he was keeping her identity a secret and he prayed within his soul that he would never be ordered to hunt her down. Tears would fall down his face while joy flooded through everyone else; the other marines with him realised the situation or at least a general idea and as such decided to focus on the other tasks at hand; using this situation to ask questions of the locals and make records of anyone not focused on the performance.


The performance would last an entire hour; during this time several pieces of information would be collected .  



  • Location of a possible Fight club
  • Two possible participants of the fight club
  • no information relating to kidnapped kids
  • and how to apply to fight inside the fight club; Victoria kept this information to herself, however.



After the performance RoaringSon ex-wife would attempt to approach but as rivering tears flowed out of his eyes, he ordered the immediate withdraw of his forces and began the march back to the barracks. This would leave such a choking distance tension left between Miss and Mr Roaringson as she watched him walk away with a clear yearning for him. Before returning to the barracks each of his new recruits would place their hand on his shoulder as if to suggest he's not alone and if needed they would look the other way for his benefit.  
The barracks would be perfectly repaired as the group returned home, and everyone would be told to return to their rooms to write reports on the day, meanwhile Roaringson would move to his office and open a bottle of whisky pouring a small amount into his Yellow mooned coffee mug, the mug was a gift from his ex-wife.

The end of Day 1.


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6Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Re: Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 8:21 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
Day 2 - The mock battle

The wooden oak[Oaky] crashed down upon the wooden hilt of his brother[Hardy] in the attempt to break away at the weilding fingers of its foe, but as a side step was taken the hilt would parry oaky to the side as the pummel came thrusting towards the eyeball of Oaky master; Okay swift rotated back to block the incoming blow. Dirt would start to break into the air as both masters moved into evasive maneuvers, jumping over swings; rotating to the the side and even doing the splits and rolling backwards. These two fighters were going all out and really wanted to land the first hit.

This battle was to see who could land the first knockout blow or strike to a lethal point marked out by red stains upon the marine uniforms of each master. The force being put behind each swing was causing slight fragments of each sword to be break off, for some reason both marines would be putting everything they had into each swing as if they were long term rivals or enemies. Meanwhile Victoria Z Xayah was getting some dedicated marksman training as Commodore Roaringson wanted to experiment with each of his new 8 recruits to establish a strong understanding of their strength, weakness and potencial. The training was quite simple using old muskets from an older age, the old muskets would require spit gunpowder reloading and were dependant on timing and working with fellow marines to be successful. Each ensign working on this training would be required to crouch down, aim with their musket at a target and hold for an unknown amount of time. A captain would be in charge of saying fire at which point all marines would need to fire at the same time however if anyone was to fire early. “Take aimmm….” “Hold…..” “Hold….”. “Hold”.      Three minutes would pass by “Holddddd” “FIRE”. All the ensigns would manage to hold their guns successfully firing in synch however their aim was a little off with no one hitting their target.

Back to the training fight

Ensign one would start to kick it up a notch as he rushed towards he foe taking a low stance to the point his nose would nearly touch the floor, his arms would naturally spread behind him like a bird and his sword would be firmly in his mouth; Ensign two would hold his sword up high and waited for his moment to jump back and rapidly thrusting his training sword down on the head of Ensign one pushing his head into the dirt beneath the confines of the fight. At that moment those watching on would begin to clap. “Victoria and Foxriosia.. Your Next”


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7Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Empty Re: Page one Part one [Voyage 1] Tue Jun 26, 2018 8:47 pm

Victoria

Marine
Marine

Victoria
The fight between Victoria and Foxriosia would last for 2 hours as both parties gave it their all while still not being skilled enough with the sword to truly overtake each other in technical ability. However the resulting move would result in both parties being knocked out, Victoria would drop her sword as a distracting in order to throw a right hook into Foxriosia jaw but as such was struck herself by the training sword. Commodore Roaringson would realise Victoria had the ability to not just learn the six powers but also that she may in fact be a devil-fruit user.

Events would unfold like this for the remainder of the week


  • Every day each ensign would be paired for another for a training duel
  • Victoria would investigate further into the underground fight club for both professional and personal reasons, making den den mushi calls to relevant people, talking to locals and reading the reports from patrolling marines. Reporting almost everything to her commanding officer
  • Victoria and the other marines would experience combat with a range of different weapons, with victoria learning shes more adequate using her hands than an actual weapon.
  • the new recruits would settling nicely within the garision of the barracks making friends and establishing their position within the pecking order.
  • Lastly Victoria would begin her own training ontop of what she was being offered as a marine. Every morning at 5am she would do a run around the block and punch air for an hour without breaks.
  • Oh and our marine salary would be given to the marines this week.


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