Pirate Positions Registration

''Stay quiet and kneel son..''

''But.. dad..!''

''NOW!''

As the merchant, father of a five-year old son ordered his son to kneel and stay quiet, one of the Royal Seven Warlords of the Sea had arrived in town. The stories they heard about this pirate.. He knew that if they didn't stay quiet and kneeled before him Vephist would pull something major. Something major enough that there'll be three different kings in a span of two days in this country! And that was all possible due to his title as a Shichibukai: no one would try to interfere with his plans. Not a pirate crew, because of the fact Vephist was miles high in the ladder of power. Not a marine crew, because they allowed Vephist to do what he wants without consequences.

Walking through the most populated square of the city that was also home to the country's king, it would all turn quiet as Vephist's footsteps were thudding. He was holding his sword; 'Tempest's Call' in his right hand. It was a large, oriental blade known as a ''Odachi''. It was way too big to sheath on his sides and he didn't want the blade to top over his cloak, so he carried it around by holding the sheathed blade in the center and just keeping it below the ground or over his shoulder. Most of the time, swordsmen had their swords placed next to their hips so even in holding a sword Vephist was unique. The sun was shining bright right into Vephist's eyes. All the people moved to the sides so the only one walking was Vephist. It was a good thing he agreed to take on the Shichibukai title.. His hood moved a little fluttering because of the wind, and his robe would end up being blown backwards so his large stature and those factors combined caused Vephist to have an even larger presence than he already had.

He was going to meet up with a rookie pirate that was skyrocketing the beli bounty charts. Surely, there were Supernova's with bounties easily exceeding a hundred million but Vephist had good faith in this rookie pirate. The rookie pirate named Hal managed to contact Vephist. Not only because Hal had done well by adressing Vephist as a Majesty, thus Vephist decided to meet up with the rookie pirate. Previous deeds of Hal included taking over marine warships, even one of them had a Rear Admiral on deck.

After some minutes passed, Vephist had arrived at his destination. It was a cliff, with a very large pointy end. You could compare it to a surfboard. Vephist stood at the cliff, watching over the island as he enjoyed the view he got from where he was standing. As Vephist turned around, he immediately noticed the large castle that was home to this country's king. Hmmm.. That would be a comfy resort for a few days.

''The Unholy.. Vephist D. Yhs.''

''Hah?

Oh.. it's you.''

''Indeed. Now then, I recall us meeting was for me to propose a plan of business! I call it ''takeover''..''

Hal started laughing quietly and ended up with a evil smirk on his face. Vephist's golden eyes thrusted Hal's with a vicious look. Vephist knew there was something else going on. He himself thought Hal wanted to work under Vephist, as was written in the letter. However, the fact that Hal said he called his business plan ''takeover'' meant that this was not the case. By quick thinking, Vephist realised Hal wanted to ''takeover'' Vephist's position.

''What are you thinking?''

''I'm sorry, filthy queen that you are.. but this is the last of your days. You will be my stepping stone!''

Multiple thoughts crossed Vephist's mind as the executives of Hal's pirate crew showed up and some weaker soldiers behind them in a larger number. Vephist moved his hand in the blink of an eye from the sheath to holding the handle of his blade. The sheath dropped down to the ground with a large thud as the sheath was made of metal instead of wood or leather. Vephist's eyes opened larger as also he got a sickening smile on his face.

''Just so you know it, you're making a grave mistake. But, there is no turning back now. Maybe in your next life, you will adress me as your king both on paper and in the flesh.''

''Yeah, right.. Send him falling to his death!''

Vephist would then follow up his unsheathing of Tempest's Call by turning 360 degrees around his own axis with his sword stretched out as far as Vephist's reach would go. He would, in his spin, activate his devil fruit powers onto his blade and would release them the moment his blade would cross sight with the gang of outlaws that were going to push Vephist off the cliff. Honestly, even if they succeeded in getting close enough and even then pushing him off the cliff, the fall wouldn't be fatal to Vephist. And even then, Vephist could just fly upwards by utilizing gravitational forces. [Your plan failed, Hal..]

As the sun was cast on the blade onto the eyes of Hal's crewmembers and his executives Vephist rained down horizontal gravity crushing almost everything in the path. It would easily wipe out the forces Hal had gathered infront of Vephist. However, his executives were still standing and Hal had gone somewhere else. This meant Vephist was to face-off with Hal's three executives, taking on the hierarchy of the Hal Pirates going from lowest rank to highest rank.

''You wanna play with me, you peasants?!''

Quickly blitzing towards the closest executive Vephist aimed to slice his throat with a quick upwards diagonal slash. However, the executive managed to dodge the cut and by counterattacking he would aim for Vephist's face with a horned punch as the man wore a gauntlet with spikes on the knuckles. Vephist would spin around the gauntlet to dodge it and to create momentum for a punch from his side. This time his attack would connect as his fist blew the executive upwards for a meter. After that Vephist would follow up on his attack by jumping in the air, spinning around vertically thus somersaulting and finishing this move by sending his boot into the stomach of the executive. As Vephist and the executive landed on the ground, the ground would shatter in a circle radius below the executive.

Even before the other executives could respond to the sudden events, Vephist would dash onto the next one. He would grab him by the throat and push him against the ground.  As the other executive turned into a half-man half-lion by Zoan devil fruit powers as was assumed by Vephist, he would let go of the tight hold he had on the other executive's throat and turn his face to the Zoan. The executive that was down on the floor second started coughing and gasping for oxygen.

''You fucking animal.. hahahaha..''

Mocking the Zoan, Vephist started laughing. He would look at the cliff to make sure his sheath was still there. After that, the Zoan managed to get closer in that one second Vephist let his guard down. Vephist was smiling as he was enjoying the fight, or atleast the way the executives tried to take Vephist down. The Zoan was going for Vephist by swiping his claws over his body. However, Vephist blocked his claws by putting his sword inbetween the two.  He would then push the Zoan away who had grown in size during the transition from man to animal and was now way larger and taller than Vephist.

Vephist would then move towards the Zoan, and the Zoan would move towards Vephist likewise. Vephist would drop his blade for a millisecond after pushing the handle. This way, the sword would turn around and holding it normal would cause the blade to go behind his back instead of forward. As the two were near each other again, Vephist would spot Hal from the corners of his eye moving towards Vephist too. It seemed he was going to double team the Shichibukai. Surely, it would be the wisest thing to do as Hal and his executives were no match for Vephist.

Vephist would look Hal in his eyes which seemingly caused a little bit of disturbance for the rookie, as he was shocked by Vephist casually looking around him while claws were nearing his body looking to deal damage and shed blood. Vephist was smiling, yet again, and as he looked forward again he would hit the Zoan with the back of his handle dealing blunt damage. Since Vephist was using the handle as a weapon instead of the sharp edge the blade had, the Zoan would underestimate the sword in his hand and would more likely be protective when it came to his other free hand or another body part of Vephist.

This way Vephist probably ran through a few of the Zoan's ribs by smashing the handle deep into the skin but not through it. After that, Vephist would turn around mid air and immediately set his eyes on Hal, the one who betrayed him.

''HAL!''

Instead of moving towards Vephist, Hal would try and turn around but unlike Vephist he didn't succeed in suddenly turning around while already in motion. Vephist closed in on Hal and Vephist would then switch to the side and let his sword run through Hal as he didn't even bother looking at him. As Vephist's feet hit the ground again, his sword was covered in blood of the rookie pirate who tried out Vephist's life-and-death hourglass only to end up getting sliced open the right way. The last bits of sand had ended up in the lower part of Hal's hourglass, as the rookie pirate died facing off against Vephist.

Mari had only left her home of the glowing isles not even a week ago. She was finally free from that dumb isolated castle. The young fugitive princess had made it off the island after "borrowing" a ship from the docks. Though the people she had "borrowed" it from had been yelling and shouting at Mari as she set sail away from the home she had always known for the last 16 years of her life. Finally, she would get to see the world.

Mari had always hated her life in the castle as well as her harsh and strict father who never let her have any freedom, day in and day out, she would go to lesson after lesson. Learning everything from math, to reading, to manners, to even martial arts. Mari hated this lifestyle and wanted nothing more to reject it all and become a pirate. That's where Mari was now... on her way to find crew mates. The first and most important step to becoming queen of the pirates.

A few days after sailing through the South Blue, Mari came to the island of Ningen no Kamishima.
She had heard the island was home to mostly farmers and carpenters but she still had high hopes for finding at least one or two people who could join her crew. She looked at the map she had brought with her and found that there was only a small spot where she could enter the island. She turned her ship around and headed for that place on the map.

Upon arriving at the spot where her ship could enter the island, she was greeted by guards who were at the top of a pair of large gate doors. "Halt who goes there!" Mari put her hat down over her head and made a small "tch" sound. She then lifted her head and grinned up at the guard who had addressed her before. "The name's Mari! Mind letting my ship pass into the island?" The one guard looked at the other one and they nodded at each other. "Alright, we'll let you pass. Enjoy your time on our island." Mari nodded and grinned. The large gates shortly opened inward, allowing Mari's ship to pass right through without much of a fight.

The dream eater parked her ship at the docks just beyond the gates and jumped onto the wooden dock. Mari stretched her arms to the sunny blue sky. "Yahoo! Alright! Time to look for some crew mates!!" She said as she took off running into the town at top speed.

In town, it was quite peaceful and nice. However, the peaceful atmosphere was soon broken, an old man was sent flying out a window of what looked to be a tavern just up ahead. Without thinking, Mari dashed off in that direction with a big grin on her face. Maybe she'd get to have some fun today.

Upon reaching the tavern, she kicked the doors in and saw a rowdy bunch of drunken men who seemed to be marines were making a scene and causing trouble.(Oh the irony) Mari's grin grew wider. "Hey you drunkards! What are you all doing causing trouble for this poor tavern huh? However, they all just laughed at her. Now Mari was pissed, as she clenched her hand into a fist, one of the Marines walked up to her. "Now, now little girl, run along before you get arrested." After the one Marine said that, a large anger mark appeared on the back of her head. "Oh?" Before the Marine could even respond, Mari kneed him in the nuts and when he when down on his knees, grabbing his groin in pain, she hit him over the head, knocking him half unconscious. "Now, you guys have reason to arrest me." She said with a cocky and toothy grin. "Why you little brat!!! You're going straight to Impel Down!!"

Mari just continued to grin. As the rest of the marines rushed towards her, she jumped into the air and used their heads as stepping stones. She hopped on top of each marines' head until she was now standing on top of the bar counter and the marines ended up crashing into the tables and chairs on the other side. They all fell on top of one another making it hard for any of them to get up and retaliate.

The marines all looked back at Mari as they continued to struggle to get up. "Just who the hell is this brat anyways?!?!" Mari laughed confidently. "I'm Mari Kuribayashi, The Dream Eater! And don't you bozos ever forget that!!" With that Mari left the tavern and headed out through the alleyway behind the tavern. She then headed straight back to her boat and left the island to search elsewhere for crew mates.

Mari had been out on her journey for some time now, she couldn't be happier to be free of her life at the castle, away from her abusive and harshly strict father. The young fugitive princess had become quite the well known pirate. Messing with Marines all over the South Blue. Getting into bar fights, trying to protect people's dreams. This whole adventure started about 3 months back. Mari had fled from castle with guards chasing after her. She ended up "borrowing" one of the royal ships and left the home she'd known for the last 16 years of her life. Mari had finally obtained the freedom she always wished and hoped for.

Mari began sailing all over the south blue, she had not found her purpose yet and it bugged the crap out of her. She would lay down in her hammock at night wondering what could she do with her life. Upon arriving at the port of an island in the south blue known as Belator Island. There Mari witnessed a group of pirates take down some corrupt marines and saved the town. This helped Mari figure out what she wanted to do in life. It was decided, Mari would become a pirate and sail the blues and the grand line.

3 months later, Mari was now a pirate and had made herself known to the marines. Her high bounty made her a super nova. Not too many people messed with the shrimp because of this. Mari had sailed to the East Blue and landed in Orange Town. A small farming village. It seemed quiet and peaceful and so Mari figured it might be a good place to take it easy for a bit. However, the people of the village had called in the marines not long after Mari had arrived. The young super nova wandered around the village before entering a local pub. Everyone there stopped and the pub fell silent. Mari looked around a bit confused for a moment before realizing why exactly everyone had gone silent. Mari took a seat in the very back of the pub and ordered a glass of cranberry juice. The server who brought Mari her juice was shaking uncontrollably. He set down Mari's juice and then scurried off without a single word. The fact that everyone was avoiding her like the plague, pissed Mari off just a bit. She just sat there and quietly sipped her juice until the door to the pub burst open and about 15 marine officers showed up heavily armed. Mari almost chocked on her juice when they suddenly showed up. Mari knew the odds were against her but that was how she liked it. Mari set her almost empty juice glass down on the wooden table, got to her feet and then hopped up on top of the table, making her presence known to her enemies. "Hey Boys! Lookin' fer me?!" They all turned their heads in the direction of Mari's voice. To see a small girl with purple hair and a large toothy grin standing on top of a table confidently.

"There's the Dream Eater! Seize her men!!" The one marine who seemed to be in charge shouted to the other 14. At that moment, Mari jumped out an open window that was adjacent to the table she was standing on. "How 'bout we take this outside boys! Catch me if you can ya ding dongs HA HA!!" She said as she began running to the docks.

Like clockwork, the marines had started running after her, some of them began shooting but Mari dodged every bullet. However, her dodging them, put others in danger. Not wanting to endanger normal villagers, Mari stopped and turned around to face her enemies. The marines all stopped in their tracks as well. "Dream eater! Will you turn yourself in? Or will you continue to defy the world government?" Mari just put her hand on top of her hat and burst out laughing. "Nihahahahaha!! Turn myself in?? Ya gotta be kiddin' me! Why in the world would I want to do that? You guys are dumber than you look!!" She said with a big toothy grin.


Mari then got into a running position and took off again, only this time, she ran towards the marines and not away from them. She dodged the bullets they fired by jumping up to where the sun blinded the marines. In their blinding moment, they dropped their weapons in order to cover their eyes from the blinding light of the bright sun. This was Mari's big chance. She landed back on the ground and dashed towards them once more, striking each of them, one by one, hitting various pressure points on there bodies. When she got through them to the other side, some were lying on the ground unconscious while others were struggling to stand back up.

Mari looked back at all of them with a smug look on her face. "You wusses couldn't beat me in a million years! There's no way you'll ever catch the Dream Eater ding dongs!!" Mari then headed back to the docks and left the island before more reinforcements could be called and show up.

Inside the busy restaurant amongst the sounds of utensils clinking against plates and the kitchen doors opening and closing as waiters and waitresses flew in and out with armloads of plates. Radley Luxford, wearing a red shirt this day with a yellow hibiscus design, sat amongst the many patrons of the slightly more upscale restaurant. The blond brawler had found time to slip away from the crew to come to the restaurant. Since last he came through here one of the chefs that Radley had befriended had taken over the restaurant. So this visit allowed Radley to do two things: The first was to visit an old friend, the second was to partake in his passion for food and the consumption of food.

Radley had managed to get a table more towards the back of the restaurant. His old friend had just left the table after personally serving Radley and hearing Radley’s positive remarks about the first bite. Radley was left to his own as he continued with his meal. As he was about halfway through the dish, the doors to the restaurant burst open followed by a gunshot. Radley turned to look at the source of the noise.  In the doorway stood seven people dressed various clothing, all with red streaks through their hair except the one boy -who seemed about seventeen- towards the front holding the smoking flintlock whose hair was completely red.  Radley could see some markings of tattoos on some of them but was too far away to really make out what they were. Radley decided to turn his attention back to his food.  

Behind him the red haired boy stepped forward, heavy boots upon the floor  “This is now a private lunch.” The boy said. “ So If ya ain’t in the Red Top Pirates, get the fuck out!” He said pointing the gun towards the customers. “ An’ if ya thinkin a joinin so ya can still eat; you can all form a line outside and then fuck off!”  He said firing a shot into the floor. The patrons of the restaurant scrambled and left the restaurant. Leaving the restaurant staff, the pirates, and Radley in his red shirt. The captain looked at the back of Radley then looked to his crew, then started to walk forward  with the crew. The leader motions towards Radley and one of the crew, a big burley guy breaks from the group and walks over beside Radley.

Radley had about a quarter left of his food. The brutish man speaks up “ Oi, You deaf?” he said. “ Captain said to get lost.”  The man says slamming his hand down on Radley’s table.  Radley doesn’t make eye contact with the man. “ Ain’t finished yet. There’s room elsewhere.” He said.  “We don’t give a shit of you’re done or not.  Captain says to get the fuck out.” Radley took another bite of his food.  “Ain’t my captain.” He said.  The man’s hand swipes the table flinging the plate and food across the room, to crash on the ground. “ Listen you punk! Do you know who the hell we are?”  The brute says. “I wasn’t done with that.” Radley said, his face growing darker, a very faint growl present in his voice.  The captain walked up behind him. “ Well if you love it so much, how about you eat it off the floor like the disobedient dog you are? “  The captain said.  “Yeah, eat it off the fl-“ The thug couldn’t get the “floor” out as Radley lashed out at the man with a hammer fist, catching the brute in the chest.  The thugs chest visually bowed and an audible cracking sound could be heard before the large thug was launched back several feet.  

“Orlin!”  the captain yelled. “Wha-What the hell!?” The red-haired boy shrieked. Radley stood from his chair to his full six -foot one height.  “ I gave you all the option to let all of us eat in peace.”  He said cracking his knuckles as he slipped on his brass knuckles. The captain panicked and from his shaking hand fired a shot that only managed to graze Radley’s shoulder. Radley turned around shooting a menacing glare at the captain and the cowering crew. “ But then you had to go and provoke me by wasting food.”  He said stepping towards the captain. “ Now you won’t even leave this town.” He said.

Looming in front of the captain, Radley knocked his fists together causing the bronze knuckles and his fists to ignite.  His right fist turned black as  he sheathed it with haki before he drove his flaming fist into the red haired captain’s chest knocking him through trough some of the members of his crew  to wards the other side of the restaurant landing with a smoldering hole on his chest.

The crew members that hadn’t knocked down by their launched captain looked back at Radley in horror. “Wait…” one of them said as Radley began walking towards them. “ That face! Those weapons! That style of fighting! That strength!” He paused as his face grew even more grim looking. “Dear God. We just picked a fight with “Mad Fist” Radley!”

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"... And that's why no one's ever heard of the Red Top Pirates." Radley said setting down his empty glass on the table surrounded by the rest of his crew. Radley held up a hand and motions to the barkeep for another drink. After taking receiving the new full glass, he took a swig before taking a breath. " Alright. Who's telling the next one?"

It was just like any other typical day in Elron's life. The sun beat down upon the tiny ship at which he had once again stowaway on,  stowing away was something often making an intrusion in his daily activities. Without a crew of his own he left all in his lonesome to just drift from island to island causing a ruckus. It didn't take long for him to get ran out of nearly half the islands in South Blue even though drifting had seemed like an eternity, especially when the gulls wouldn't stop squawking.

As the ship met a sand bar with a small thud Elron was jolted from his sleep, nearly falling out the crows nest. "We're here already?" he muttered to himself with a hand reaching up to fix his hair. Giving his naginata a swift toss it completed a multitude of spins before successfully lodging itself in the sand blade down. Quickly he stood with a stretch, arms headed towards the sky as if they were gonna rip the sun down before coming back and wiping a few beads of sweat on his brow. With another toss Elron flicked his own body over the ledge and before you knew it landed in the sand with a similar thud as the ship creating a small crater.

Pulling his prized weapon from the sand while giving a little two finger wave he began to make his way towards what he assumed was town. Never before in his life had he been to Karate Island, but he heard it was the home of the most extravagant martial artists. People of all types travel to this island in hopes of learning something new from one of the masters or maybe even showcasing their own prowess in one of many tournaments. The real question is would anyone be daring enough to challenge Elron himself or maybe he would just have to drum up some problems for himself.

All the thinking had made the trip to town such a short one, before he knew it Elron had found himself in the presence of the first dojo. According to the sign here the Sensei of this specific dojo was master of "Flying Monkey Style"...."Just what I needed to entertain myself a barrel of monkeys." Floor boards creaked with each foot step Elron took deeper into the training place, it was long before every members attention was focused on him.

He was greeted with a "And just might who you be, and what is your reason for intruding in my sanctuary without permission?"

Firmly planting the butt of his naginata on the ground "Who am I? You fools may refer to me as The Lazy Lion. I am here to take the masters head."

With his purpose being stated it didn't take long for an arrogant fool to come flying through the air foot first with intent to literally kick Elron from the dojo. A rookies mistake though with no problems Elron sidestepped the boy reaching out with his free hand, catching him by the throat. Dropping the body all you heard was a thud and some gargle noises, as the boy lay motionless on the ground. "Is that the best you can do?" Elron chuckled as the other pupils began to swarm him.

Swiftly he moved through the members with such elegance, after images and blood spurts filled the room. It was beautiful as if Elron were an artist; his naginata the brush spreading the blood as paint giving the building a new coat. This would be his masterpiece.

Very few people would be able to raze an island with such speed, succumbing only a few wounds. Dark black clouds began to crowd the skies above the island. Every dojo within sight was bursting with red hot flames, piles of bodies and pools of blood graced the ground as Elron splashed dashing around from person to person. Slicing the last person open he knew that marines would soon be swarming the island. People with intelligence had already began evacuating, because who would flee at the sight of a mad man chuckling while covered in their crimson blood.

Rows of boots left imprints in the sand as twenty of the finest marine soldiers touched down on the island. A voice shouted through a tiny den den mushi " You have one mission and one mission only, stop the maniac that is causing all this terror, and bring him to justice!." The mission had been confirmed by Hq. Marcus D. Valentine would be the Rear Admiral chosen to lead the strike team.

As time progressed and both forces met each other, the first event was a locking of the death stares.

"No wonder they sent so few Marines, what soldier would trust their lives to Mad Marcus?" Elron chuckled as he dodged oncoming slashes and bullets. The comments apparently had not phased the Admiral and were only met with a deep snort. Towering over all the other marines he easily made his way through them as if he were a ship crashing through waves. Blows were met one for another, a stalemate was forced between the two powers as the grunts just stood in awe. Not many people had ever watched a pirate go toe to toe with any Marine over Captain.

"It's such a pity yanno? I wasn't expected to be met with such talent, but that talent has been wasted on this day." By the time his sentence has ended his form changed.

The Rear Admiral was now just as shocked with awe as his remaining grunts. "This shall be my greatest deed on this day!" the words forced from the demons mouth with such a deep and violent tone. Before the Marine stood a massive red form with very distinct long black hair, in addition to horns coming from both the mouth and forehead. "You die here." A bright ball of lightning formed in Elrons hand as he raised it to the sky, bringing it down to strike the Rear Admiral. The blow could just not be fended off.