Judgement Day [Open to all | No Killing]

The Iiusia Kingdom, more grand as any old tale or book can describe. With one look at its large buildings, as if crafted to suffice the lives of kings and queens. Even the roads to and from, the docks to the market, were so clean that you could actually find people eating straight off the brick. It's population was filled with humans of different sizes, their main attire were different colored robes, tho their trims were similar to an extent probably separating the richer from the plain rich, while still consumed in an abundance of jewellery on their person. Each bore glasses to protect them from the glare...the glare from the Golden City of Iiusia.

Deep within the city itself laid a large capital, a building filled with the most prestige people of the city. Politicians mostly but also, wanderers of the sea. Without knowledge of the outside world, what do they know of what to keep out of their fair city. Sitting around a rounded table, they discussed their affairs. "There has been some gossip throughout the streets. T-these so called pirates are interfering with our cities population. What's worse, what if they came here. What's to say they don't rip our town apart!" One of the men continued to blabber nonsense. Most of them sat back with their arms crossed. They had the protection of the marines so to them they had nothing to worry. Some on the other hand were a bit to paranoid.

With the sound of footsteps growing closer, a young man, in a priests uniform entered the room. Holding a book in one hand and a large cross like weapon on his back he stared at the man with an expression that seemed to serious to joke around about.

Priest John:

"Ah John! Please talk some sense into these men. We must take precaution!" The man continued. Priest John walked toward the man, John twice the mans size, his muscles bulging outward, placing his hand onto his shoulder. "Settle down. Everything will return to normal when things settle, these things happen." He spoke with a surprisingly soft tone, that even got the man to get a little "undone" and loosened up a bit before returning to his chair. "Chancellor, we do need to discuss the future plans of course." John spoke toward a bold man, the sole one wearing black robes.

Chancellor:

"Ah, yes yes. I guess this meeting is finished then." He spoke with a excited tone as he jumped to his feet. "By the way. When do I get the chance to meet that young women you introduced to me before? She was quite the show women!" He spoke with glee as he chased behind John. "Quite" he replied. They walked through a dark corridor as the rest of the men went their separate ways.

~ Presently on the other site of the city ~

Out on sea near the bank of the cities shore a small fishing with a large crank in the center of the ship, with a rope piercing the sea. The shipmates were quite odd. Their faces all the same in expression, a large smile and their eyes wider then the ocean itself. Their rope yanked against the side of the ship. Even with the same expression, the sense of confusion filled the air when suddenly. The entire ship turned onto it's side. The shipmates rushed toward the rope, pulling on it with all their might, shouting "heave ho!". Their net trap slowly revealed itself through the water, filled with fish but a large head.

They looked at each other with confusion, but of course the loony of the group took action. He charged toward the net jumping onto it with all his might, grabbing a fish by the tail he started to slap the cheeks of the giant head till they were red. He heard a sudden gargle as her lips twitched and without warning the head shot a blast of water out from her mouth pushing the sailor over board. A giant hand climbed from the sea and took hold of the boat, shaking it completely, all the sailors lost their balance. "Quick! Back to the shore!" "BACK TO THE SHORE!" They'd shout in unison as they headed for their stations and traveled back to land. Leaving that one loony behind to swim back.

Tama Z. Tomilin had just entered the most religious kingdom yet. Her silver cross shined on her neck as she entered the city. Of course she only came here to see the church and learn about god from this place. Holding on to her cross she sent out a small prayer hoping to see her brother here. Of course he wasn't her real brother and it would be a miracle if she ever saw him again. the ocean is so vast and large, the world is not tiny but miles and miles long so it would be a little hard to see him. Also another reason why it would be hard to see him is because of their occupations. Tama of course was a revolutionary and he was a pirate. Well last time she read in the paper, he was a pirate. Feeling the happy warm feeling of maybe seeing her brother again left Tama almost skipping down the sand as she kicked it up behind her.

The small tiny girl looked at the sky as she smiled softly. Her skirt flew in the wind as her shirt did as well. Her slave tattoo barely showed but was noticeable as the wide blew. She held on to her frog like hat so it wouldn't blow away. The sea blue eyes looked towards the town as she made her way into the streets. The Rev could feel eyes stare at her as she walked around casually as her backpack was strapped to her back. Her staff was sticking out of it as the tip was covered with a cloth bag to hide the blade that is inside. Of course they would be staring at her. Tama had a bandage over her knee from when she fell not too long ago. Actually when she first got on this island, she fell right on knees. A bad thing that Tama always seemed to not like herself was her klutziness. The small girl looked at the citizens, although most dismissed her because of her size and many thought she was harmless. Mostly because of the silver cross that hung on her neck that she so much favored. It was her life, it was her dream, it was her love. Since her brother gave it to her, and the first gift she ever received other than her slave mark.

The small girl walked in the city although of course her klutziness took place as she tripped over her own two feet and fell. The small girl fell on her stomach and made a flopping noise, like someone did a belly flop in the water. Her face was plated on her ground. The small girl got to her hands and knees as she whipped the blood from her now cut lip. Her backpack was besides her as her staff was a little far from her. The cloth bag that was over the sharp end was still end over the sharp end.

Finally out of the grand line. Hiroko got out as quick as possible, calm belt was indeed a scary place, he was never going to forget what he saw in those strange waters, and the people he met, he would someday go to catch them and take what was his. As his ship flew over the sea, he saw Ilusia Kingdom, the place he had been called to. And as one of the blues, it was the perfect place to rest some time before returning to the grand line. The ship was ready to land, above the water in the docks. As the ship descend and landed finally in the calm sea of West Blue, Hiroko took a white cape like his uniform to tap his whole left side of the body. He got down of his ship and walked through the crowd, getting lost on the streets, he needed something to drink. He wasn't there just to drink though, he heard there was something happening in Ilusion kingdom, something to do with the priest, and that's why Hiroko was there, to see if it was true what he heard.

Getting to a bar, he stepped inside and looked around. It was more quiet than he expected, there weren't much people, he didn't like that kind of taverns, it was funner when they made a mess in there. Hiroko went directly to the bartender, took a chair in front of him and sat down. "Sir, could you please give me some... just give me your strongest drink..." He said and laid down on the wooden bar in front of him.