Wasting Time [Mission]

[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]Finally... a few more hours of this and I would've started to become insane. Good thing I get to rest for now. Sitting on the side of the road Axel leaned back on a street light pole. The days events might not have been exactly tiring but he was still rather tired, mainly caused by his prior injuries. Traveling here by myself wasn't the most intelligent thing to do... But I got here safely enough and my arm is pretty much healed. Will take a few more days though. Standing back up Axel began to walk towards the beach, hoping to get some rest. Just outside of the cities hustle and bustle Axel rested on top of a tall stone wall. Well, it might not be a warm sandy beach... but this will do. Lying down Axel began to sleep, falling into a dream. People all around me... I was back in my hometown, Marineford. Marines walking here and there, attending to whatever they need to do. I missed this... Everyone knew what they were doing and how to do it. It makes me slightly regret haven't left. But that no longer matters, that was long ago. I need to keep moving forward... I need to find them. Slightly alarmed Axel woke up quite suddenly, looking around as he did. Nothing out of the ordinary... must've been my imagination. However he heard noises coming from the city, confused he ventured forward towards the sounds, to find out what exactly was happening. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:251 -Tech used:N/A[/style] [/style]

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[Axel D Santis]

NPC - Shop Owner's Daughter, Emi

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Nothing really was wrong today, normal as normal could get. A few more customers than usual but that was probably because of all the events happening on Baterilla recently. Maybe I could finally get a boyfriend with all of these men coming here... Maybe if I... Suddenly I noticed a Silver haired man walking past our shop, he was a marine. He was somewhat attractive but his expression was that of fatigue. Maybe he was having a hard day... maybe if I... A customer than approached the counter, whom I than served immediately. Looking back to see if the man was still there showed that he was not. Slightly disappointed I opened a magazine as I ran my eyes over it's contents. I wonder what he's like...

Time passed just as it did earlier nothing really happening. My father had told me to go out and have a break, it was pretty late in the afternoon so I was overly delighted for the opportunity. Taking my time I spent it sipping tea at the local cafe, drinking as I observed my surroundings. Nothing really out of the ordinary. I then noticed the same silver haired marine lying on top of a stone wall. Amused by the sight I slightly chuckled. He must've been very tiered earlier.

Suddenly I heard some people screaming, alarmed I looked towards the sounds as I noticed five bandits escaping from a store... My father's store. Running I raced into the store to find that my father was severely injured. Calling out for help I received the aid of a few locals. Knowing what to do next I ran towards where I had seen the marine, trying to gain his assistance. To my surprise he was already walking towards the scene. Running towards him I called out to him, "Can you please help us... Some bandits had come down to the city and have attacked my father and stolen some of our goods." Hoping he would assist us I stopped just in front of him, gasping for air. Guess I should run a bit more often.

Word Count: 350

[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]Finding myself walking into what I could only call chaos, I see a beautiful young woman running towards me. She looked incredibly worried as she told me of the event which had happened. It seemed as though a group of five bandits had come down and attacked and stole items from the young woman's family store. Noticing her current state I placed my arm on one of her shoulders, trying to comfort her. "Don't worry... it's my job to do things such as this. Stay by your father's side, I will be back shortly." Turning towards the direction in which the bandits had come from I prepared to fight them. I wasn't going to annoy Zoramosa about this small event, I could complete the task by myself with some effort. Even if I had told him he wouldn't have done anything, that's just the way he is. Only doing things out of his own prerogative. However it was uncharacteristic of me to aid anyone such as this, especially since I am not on patrol at the moment. But the young woman, her worried expression, I didn't want to see that. After some time I found myself in a rainforest, the supposed area in which these bandits lived around. Taking out of a small robotic figure I placed it on the ground in front of me and awaited for it to activate. After a small moment the object came to life with a blue light. Levitating in the air in front of me I controlled and directed the robot ten feet ahead of me, having it search around as I moved along with it. Nothing out of the ordinary here... must be further in. After a few minutes I had spotted with the help of my robot tracks which were left on the ground. Must've been left by those bandits... If I continue to follow this I will find them. I continued to follow the tracks, hoping that I will complete this task rather early. I never really liked working, guess that's one thing I have in common with my commanding officer. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:351 -Tech used:Cyber Punk[/style] [/style]

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[Axel D Santis]

NPC - Shop Owner's Daughter, Emi

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Still slightly out of breath the silver haired marine had put hit hand on my shoulder, in an attempt to comfort me. It helped, somewhat. After agreeing to assist us he had left in the direction in which the bandits had escaped to. Well... he seems like a good man. Guess my eyes have actually helped me this time. Helpful and handsome... Wonder if he has a girlfriend. It wasn't time to be thinking about such things however.

Running back towards the store I found that my father was being taken to the local hospital to receive medical treatment. Going with him it didn't take very long until he was in an operating room. I hope he is going to be alright... He didn't look to badly injured but he does hide his injuries around me... Such a sill father. Sitting in the waiting room I was increasingly nervous. I didn't think my father was injured that badly but anything could happen, and I was worried about the silver haired marine.

The bandits he was following are known for their fighting abilities, all though not incredibly strong or fast. The thing is they had numbers, he was going to be going against five men. Even if he was a strong person that marine had to be careful. Anything could happen... But I shrugged off my worries, my father was going to be fine and so was that marine. Or so I hoped...

Word Count: 242

[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]Not long after I had begun to follow the tracks had I come upon a peculiar sight. Multiple small cases of gunpowder are scattered around the area. Either these are traps or someone believed it would be fun to place gunpowder cases randomly in the forest... I will believe the prior. Cautious of the cases I controlled Cyber Punk to look closer at the cases, seeing if they are rig triggered. Some of them were, while others were there just to promote fear, I guessed. Picking three of those which were not triggered I carried them in my good arm, believing they will be helpful later on. Their base must be quite close or else they wouldn't have set traps. Few minutes passed as I continued to follow the tracks, until they were no longer there. Odd... tracks shouldn't just disappear, unless they could fly or something. It seemed as if they bandits had just vanished, leaving no trace as to where they had escaped to. Observing closer to the tracks it seemed as if they had fallen, but that couldn't be the case. "Who could fall into the ground? No one is that clumsy." Confused and a little bit defeated I sat down on a rock near where the tracks ended. There is no way someone can just vanish... there must be something to this... If they didn't move horizontally they must've moved vertically. But there is no trees or large landmarks around here which could support them, and even if there was I would've at least heard them. Standing up pacing in thought he walked around, until he heard a sudden creak. Odd... the ground doesn't creak... Only... Wait that's it. Brushing the ground where the tracks had ended revealed a small wooden trap door, only big enough for a person to go through. Without much hesitation I opened the door and entered the underground tunnel. Guess these bandits aren't as stupid as I first thought... Better be careful. Controlling Cyber Punk he lessened the light as to not attract any attention, disabling the robot. I'll need to save you for latter boy... I think I will need you much more latter. Grasping his pistols in his hands Axel ventured further into the bandits' lair. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:377 -Tech used:Cyber Punk-Deactivated[/style] [/style]

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[Axel D Santis]

NPC - Bandit Leader, Krow

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Today was a great day, we had gained a few items and money and had successfully escaped from the scene. The local police force and the marines didn't know what hit em... If we keep going when their paroling shifts change we should be successful again. Reveling in our newly gained bounty we cheered together in celebration for our success. Drinks and food had been shared, with no expense taken into account. Why should we care for expense? It's not like we will run out, and even if we do... We'll just get some more. Laughing to himself at this thought he drank the entire contents of the alcoholic beverage in his hand.

After a few minutes of merry celebration a sudden noise was heard, I couldn't tell exactly what it was but it wasn't usual. Confused as to what it was I decided to direct two of my bandit mates towards the entrance of the base. Maybe the door just opened a little... Or just the wind. It's not like anyone could've found us... I don't recall being followed nor did I hear anyone follow us... Nope... It's probably nothing.

Looking at the two bandits they looked at me quizzically. "Don't just stand there... Go and check it out!" Suddenly at the notice of my command they went towards the entrance to investigate what was going on. "You idiots better not do anything stupid..."

Word Count: 235

[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]Although I couldn't see much in my current surrounds I could hear someone talking, the noise however is pretty far away just barely within ear shot. I then began to hear the sounds of people moving towards my general direction. They must've noticed that I had entered their lair... Guess stealth is no longer an option. But seeing as they don't seem to be in a hurry to intercept me they mustn't be sure that I am here. Which will provide me enough time to... Using my time wisely I had fashioned a somewhat unorthodox contraption, which I hoped will serve its purpose when the time came. Within that time the bandits had come closer to my location, very close. When I turn around I notice that there are two shadows approaching me. Acting as fast as I force myself through a smaller tunnel, just big enough for two people to hide from them as they passed by. Both only a few feet away from me I noticed that they were both beginning to pass me. Taking this chance I grab the last one to pass into the same tunnel as me, forcing my hand to cover their mouth and my other arm to hold them in a sleep hold. The bandit struggled for a few moments, before his body gave in and became limp. One down... The second bandit had noticed me and had attempted to called out for the others to come. I quickly subdued the man, pinning him to the ground. He was a lot stronger than the first, being almost tossed off of him as the struggle between us began. Knowing I could not physically best him I took out one of my pistols and fired, shooting his knee caps as to disable his movements. This act however raised my awareness to everyone within the lair. Oh well... I knew it would resort to this anyway... Come get some, I thought. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:325 -Tech used:N/A[/style] [/style]

[style=width: 200px; margin-top: -20px; margin-right: 25px; text-align: right; font-size: 9px; color: #757575;]made by prism of btn and ote~[/style]

[Axel D Santis]

NPC - Bandit Leader, Krow

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Someone was inside the base, someone who wasn't suppose to be here. They had fired at least two shots, both which could be heard clearly inside the base. Alarmed me and the rest of our group went to intercept the intruder, ridding them from the face of the earth. No one messes with us bandits... No one!

When we had approached there was a silver haired man, wielding pistols in both of his hands. Knowing that he was the intruder, visible by his marine coat. "Kill the bastard men... we can't let him escape!" The remaining other two bandits then began to charge at the marine with their swords drawn. Unsheathing my own I charged behind them, because of the limited room.

"I'm not going back there... I'm not going to go to jail... You here me you bloody marine?" Lunging towards the marine in the dark. My world isn't going to be destroyed by some punk marine. Nothing will stop me. Synchronized with each other us bandits attacked in a way that he would be unable to avoid. Even if he were to dodge us at least one of us would get him. "Don't worry little marine... I will make your death quick and painless."

Word Count: 206

[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]As the bandits approached me I knew it wouldn't go as smoothly as I hoped. Guess I bit a bit more than I could chew... but that doesn't matter. If you can't chew it, swallow it whole. Triggering my pistols I began to use its rapid fire modification. I wouldn't go down so easily, these bandits will need to drag me down to hell with them. Now within eyesight I aimed my pistols towards them and began to unload my clip against them. Although significantly weakened by shots the bandits continued to move forward, lunging at me with each of their swords. I knew I wouldn't be able to take them all on I resorted to take down as much as I could within that short amount of time. Shooting two of the bandits, injuring them, leaving only the leader remaining. Because of what I did though the leader had stabbed me with his sword, which went right through my body. Bleeding from the injury I smiled at him. "Is that all you got, well?" I kicked the bandit back from me, relinquishing his weapon which was currently stuck within me. He was about to get up but with a little motivation from my pistol. "Now you see here... I don't like you, and apparently you don't like me. You're a bandit, you stole from some innocent people. I would kill you but that wouldn't bode well with my conscious... No you will go to jail... When you go however will depend on my mood though. Using handcuffs I had restrained all the bandits within the base. I had also gathered all the money and items which they had stolen. The blood loss I was suffering from though made me unusually weak, I had taken the sword and had treated the wound as best I could but it was far from a good job. At the head of the trap door I looked back inside and spoke to the bandits. "Now don't worry... I'll come back for you guys later. But just to make sure you stay..." Lighting some gunpowder on the ground an explosion closed off the entrance to the base. "Sorry... can't trust a bandit you know... We'll dig you guys out latter.. or not." No longer caring if they could hear me or not I walked back towards the city, carrying the stolen belongings. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:397 -Tech used:Rapid Fire[/style] [/style]

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[Axel D Santis]

NPC - Bandit Leader, Krow

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Damn him!... damn him... How could I lose to that damn Marine? Darkness had settled all around us, nothing, we could see nothing. I had tried many times to take the handcuffs of me, but to no avail. The struggle just resulted in my wrists becoming cut up and bloodied. I will make that marine pay... One day, no matter how long it takes me I will... I WILL KILL HIM!

Seconds turned to minutes, minutes into hours, I wasn't quite sure since you kind of lose your sense of time with no light. It could've been just fifteen minutes but to me and my fellow bandits it felt like it was hours. I have never been so humiliated in my life... I will remember his silver hair and black justice coat for as long as I live. After a while a shred of light was found, I couldn't see it quite well but I ventured towards it as best as I could. Finding that there was a small crack.

Spending time I eventually made a hole big enough for us to escape. This was my chance... and I was taking it. I had risen from the ground, I was finally free. The hole however suddenly collapsed, and without the time or means I left my fellow friends there. I couldn't save them, I know I couldn't. Today might've been my lost... but one day I will return. Stronger, greater... and I will kill that bastard.

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[Axel D Santis]

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[style= font: 17pt arial bold; color: #40403F; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -3px; margin-top: -23px; line-height: 15px; text-transform: lowercase; width: 230px; margin-left: 140px;]Live and let live or live and let die... your choice[/style][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][rs=2][atrb=style, background: #111; width: 458px; opacity: 0.8; border-bottom: 2px solid #111; border-right : 2px solid #111;border-left: 2px solid #111; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -o-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -ms-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px, bTable; ] [style= opacity: 0.9; border: 2px solid #000; background-color:#5B5B5A; margin-right: -12px; -webkit-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -o-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -ms-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; -moz-border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px; border-radius: 30px 0px 10px 30px;][style= font: 7.5pt verdana; line-height: 13px; padding: 13px; height: 250px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; color: #111; ]After returning to the city I had reported directly to the local police force. Although the were threatening to address my superior officers of what had happened I knew they would do nothing. In fact they were very relieved. Not that my superior officer would care... He would just get angry that I had to make him go through more paperwork... Maybe I should be grateful they aren't going to report me. After a few questions and a bit of paperwork I finally was able to escape the base. That was scarier than the damn Bandit base... Reminds me why I hate paperwork. After that I went back to the store, finding that none of the family members were around. Wasn't odd, but it would've been much easier for me. Leaving the bag of items and money in front of the store I began to walk back to the ship. Suddenly when I was walking down the stairs I began to faint. Consciousness leaving me I fell without restraint. Guess those wounds were more serious than I thought... Oh well. I will be alright. But before I could do anything my consciousness was taken away from me. Opening my eyes, unknown passage of time I found myself staring up at an unfamiliar ceiling. It's bleak whiteness made me immediate to where I was. I'm in a damn hospital. Someone must've taken me here after finding me almost dead in front of the store. I should thank whoever it was later. Walking into my room was the store owner's daughter, Emi. She was quite shocked that I was awake. I must've been more of a mess than I thought. She thanked me for what I did and had said that I was welcome at their store anytime. Smiling I covered my eyes with the bandages around my forehead. I guess this is what it's like doing something good... This might get addictive. [style= font: 6pt courier; color: #111; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 3px; background-color: #40403F; text-align: left; margin-bottom: -50px; padding: 2px;]-Words:321 -Tech used:N/A[/style] [/style]

[style=width: 200px; margin-top: -20px; margin-right: 25px; text-align: right; font-size: 9px; color: #757575;]made by prism of btn and ote~[/style]