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| - "Perikles..." begun Yukimura, an unusually towering woman who was dressed in a kimono and wielded a lengthy naginata as casually as one would a walking stick, as she descended towards a cluster of ferals with her naginata twirling at an incredible velocity. It wasn't long before Yukimura was upon the cluster and thus inflicting a myriad of lacerations upon the ferals whom constituted it. Yukimura then landed upon the very tips of her toes before launching herself at another cluster of ferals and injuriously dispersing its constituents in all directions with naught but a single swipe of her naginata. "...how are you doing?" "I'm..." started Perikles, an adolescent dressed in clothing that were literally patched up, as he leapt onto the scalp of a feral in order to imprint the feral's face into the boards of the pier and then occupied himself with a hectic scuffle with a number of other ferals. Within only a few moments of ballbusting, ear-pulling, elbowing, eye-poking, headbutting, and kneeing; Perikles had made short work of the ferals. "...just fine!" "You're going to pay-" was all an incoming feral managed to say before Perikles outright plunged a pair of his fingers into the eyes of the feral, reared his leg back as far as he possibly could, and then kicked the feral squarely in the balls! Immediately the feral dropped to the ground and begun to squirm in incomprehensible agony. In spite of the fact that the feral was by no means alone, none rushed to avenge his defeat. Instead the four other ferals who had been accompanying the defeated feral stood in place, fearfully trembling at the sight of Perikles whom by this point was licking his fingers as if he had just plunged them into cake batter rather than a feral's eyes. "K-k-k-kitanaiyarikata no Perikles! (Perikles of the Dirty Tricks!)" whispered one of the four other ferals to his fellows before inevitably barfing at the sight of Perikles' unsanitary behavior. "H-h-hey! Come on man," complained another of the four other ferals in response to his fellow's barfing. "I know it's bad, but you've got to hang in there!" "It's alright. Don't be scared. You can hit me with everything you've got..." begun Perikles to the ferals with a toothy grin adorning his face in a disturbing manner. "...however, just know that in return I'm going to throwing ANYTHING I've got at ya!" "Ow!" shouted Red Gilly, a woman of the Longleg Tribe with shoulder-length red hair, as she literally kicked apart the blade of a humanoid tiger's sword. Red Gilly then proceeded to backfoot the now disarmed humanoid into a number of ferals, knocking the ferals down like bowling pins. Quickly the knocked down ferals each leapt onto all-fours before bomb-rushing Red Gilly with fangs and claws. With a smirk plastered upon her face, Red Gilly side-stepped each of the ferals' attacks, individually booted each of them onto their backs as she did so. "I don't know who you guys are supposed to be, but it was a mistake to attack the place where the Nashi Hige no Kaizoku Gun (No Beard Pirate Army) was hunkering down!" "Go to hell!" demanded one of the ferals before it withdrew a flintlock and opened fire upon Red Gilly. To the feral and his comrades' surprise, Red Gilly managed to deflect the gunfire by lifting one of her legs into the path of the bullets andthen constricting the leg's muscles to the point where it became as hard as iron. "T-t-that's impo-" "Ow..." started Red Gilly before she threw herself upon the ferals and beat each and every single last one of them into a bloody pulp with an incomprehensibly fast barrage of kicks. Unfortunately for the ferals, Red Gilly wasn't content with leaving them half-dead. Thus she flipped each of the ferals into the air with her toes before utilizing her destructive kicks to juggle them around as if they were as light as tennis balls. It wasn't until each of the ferals were literally in-between life and death themselves that Red Gilly allowed them to fall face-first into the ground. "...ie!" "D-d-don't you know who we are? We're the Toradoshi Kaizokudan (Year of the Tiger Pirates), you wench!" hissed the previously backfooted humanoid tiger before it charged back into the fray with its teeth barred. Red Gilly giggled at the humanoid's attempt to assault her before dashing in a manner that allowed her to knee the humanoid with enough force to tip the humanoid's head as far back as it could possible go without outright breaking in two. In a fit of rage the humanoid snapped its head back down...just in time for Red Gilly to boot its teeth into its mouth. "GUAGHA!" "It doesn't matter who you are," sneered Red Gilly at the now squirming humanoid before repeatedly stamping her foot upon its head in order to embed its face into the peer. And even after that Red Gilly just kept on stamping just for the hell of it.... "The only thing that matters, is that you know the name of a future Admiral of the No Beard Pirate Army! Red Gilly!" "Kure-ji-gyaru, Reddo Girī! (Crazygal, Red Gilly!)" murmured Ni-su, an adolescent male with white hair that was tied into a shoulder-length ponytail, with a nod of semi-approval. Being a resident of the Tora no Tomarigi's piers, which were practically a pirate tourist attraction, Ni-su had seen a whole lot of crazies in his lifetime. However, none of the crazies Ni-su had seen were more worthy of the term then the sadist he was watching at the moment. Whilst Ni-si occupied himself with watching Red Gilly satisfy her sadism, a portly feral decided to take advantage of what he assumed to be inattentiveness on Ni-su's part. The portly feral lunged the entirety of its burly body towards Ni-su with a notably large axe raised overhead before bringing the aforementioned axe down towards Ni-si's neck. Much to the portly feral's confusion, his axe managed to come within a few inches of Ni-su's neck before it abruptly jarked away from Ni-su's neck in a manner that caused the portly feral to accidentally lodged it into the boards of the pier. "Biggu Aku, Shimobukure! (Big Axe, Shimobukure!)" "Bohoho! So you know who..." started the portly feral as Ni-su looked away from Red Gilly in order to lock eyes with him, immediately causing the portly feral to choke on his words as he beheld a pair of the angriest eyes he'd ever seen. Under normal circumstances, an individual tended to express his or her anger in a variety of ways. However, Ni-su was not a normal circumstance. With the sole exception of his eyes, the entirety of Ni-su's body was relaxed. Even Ni-su's face was devoid of any expression of fury. Because the anger was only present within Ni-su's eyes, the anger shone much "brighter" than it would have otherwise. It was as if Ni-su's eyes were the only stars in a pitch-black, night sky. "...I-I-I-I-" "Not necessarily," answered Ni-su without bothering to wait for the portly feral to finish his sentence. It was at this time that it became apparent to the portly man that the hand of Ni-su's right arm was clenched into a fist and more importantly deeply embedded within his stomach. The portly feral had no idea when Ni-si had managed to throw a punch at him. And he didn't have enough time to even begin a contemplation of the matter before he found himself rocketing into an arc that carried him from the pier into the waters of West Blue. "Recognizing a name and face from a wanted poster, isn't the same as knowing someone. Now, where was I?" "What's wrong? Aren't you guys the Toradoshi Kaizokudan? Isn't that supposed to mean something? Kirararararararaaa! Pathetic! Truly pathetic! I can't believe trash like you guys even dare to call yourselves pirates!" cackled Red Gilly as she continued to stamp upon the head of the humanoid tiger, in spite of the fact that the humanoid had been rendered unconscious by her assault quite some time ago. "Oh right," murmured Ni-su to himself in response to Red Gilly's outburst. A miniscule droplet of drool leaked from a corner of Ni-su's mouth as he resumed his ogling of Red Gilly. Though Ni-su was by no means appreciative of the fact that Red Gilly was bringing harm to an individual whom was no longer capable of defending himself from her belligerency, he was finding the insanity which was inciting Red Gilly into such violent behavior to be captivating to say the least and arousing to say the most. To Ni-su, a mind which was operating on a spectrum that was noticeably different from the spectrum that the average mind operated on was as exotically beautiful as the mermaids themselves. Thus Ni-su couldn't help but to privately fawn over someone whom was as bats**t crazy as Red Gilly. "I was in the middle of taking a real liking to this one," "...bless your heart," heard Ni-su an instant before his surroundings begun to be showered with an innumerable amount of ferals. It was only after the ferals ceased to pile up around him, that Ni-su looked up and beheld Supaisu. Much like Ni-su, Supaisu was an adolescent male in possession of white hair. Though Supaisu's hair wasn't even long enough to be described as chin-length and as a result wasn't tied like Ni-su's hair was. "You always did have a bad habit for falling for the crazies. However, I really think you're pushing your luck this time. That girl looks...deranged to say the least!" "Onii-sama!" reverently exclaimed Ni-su as Supaisu landed atop of a pile of ferals. Supaisu saluted Ni-su with a thumbs up before hopping down onto the boards of the pier. "How in the world did you managed to get so many of them into the air?" "With my Shouryuuken! (Rising Dragon Fist!)" jokingly answered Ni-su, earning himself a chuckle from his younger brother. "Tch! Aren't tigers supposed to be the rivals of dragons? If so, then they should've been able to withstand my Shouryuuken with ease! How disgraceful these Toradoshi Kaizokudan scum are!" "But seriously, do you have a Shouryuuken?" doubtedly asked Ni-su of Supaisu. He didn't truly believe that Supaisu had a move named Shouryuuken (Rising Dragon Fist), but it couldn't hurt for him to ask. So... "Well the thing is-" "Perikles!" "What's going on?" asked Supaisu after having heard the shout of "Perikles". Ni-su couldn't help but to adopt a gape of disappointment in response to Supaisu's sudden shift in attention. However, Ni-su didn't offer a complaint. Instead he simply rolled with it. "Ni-su! Come on! We're going to see what's up!" "Y-y-yes! Onii-sama!" exclaimed Ni-shu, excited by both the fact that Supaisu was bringing him along and the fact that the way they were going was in Red Gilly's direction! "Huh?" uttered Red Gilly's as the shout of "Perikles" finally caused her to cease stamping upon the head of the humanoid. Just as Red Gilly was about to investigate the shout, Supaisu and Ni-si flashed by her as blurs of white. In spite of the fact that Red Gilly had barely managed to so much as detect the white-haired adolescents much less take a good look at them, she somehow noticed that Ni-si seductively winked at her as he passed by. Red Gilly couldn't help but to blush as she contemplated Ni-su's action. However, it wasn't long before Red Gilly's blush vanished and was replaced with a facial expression that depicted naught but pure, unadulterated anger. Red Gilly then took after Ni-su in a fit of rage. "Who the hell does he think I am? Some school girl? I'll teach that playboy not to wink at a goddamn bat-uh-pirate!"
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