To go with your crew...

[highseasmods]

Who: Everyone who is fighting in the battle to kill the witch.
Where: The Black Fortress in the East
When: Jan 24th-25th
What: The grand battle to get back what you have lost, get revenge for what was taken, and avert disaster.
Warnings: Language. Death. Victory. Defeat. True love. Miracles.
Style: Text or prose
Status: Open to all



The black fortress ripples with shimmering iridescent energy, the piles of black coral heaped on roped together barges around it, bobbing in the waves. On the largest barge stands a slender man with a copper belt, wearing a face mask, orange red hair flecked with black from ash or dust. As the dawn slowly folds over the ocean, he'll look up, as if hearing some hidden voice.

At the top of the fortress, a figure climbs into vision, a woman, dressed in gray, features obscured by a hood with impenetrable darkness behind it. She staggers a moment as if she is weary, then straightens to her full height. As she speaks, her voice comes out of the journals, echoing over the water, low but clear.

"This is no small task ye do. She that rots within'll do anythin' ta stop ye. Don't hesitate to kill what ye find. If they were human once, they hain't no more. Watch out for her golems, too, or they'll drain ye dry quicker'n a wink. But if ye can get rid of 'em, it'll weaken her." She hesitates, cants her head to the side. "And if ye lot aren't as much of a bunch'a idiots as usual, ye might come out alive through this."

That said, she raises her hands. After a moment so does the man on the barge. For a moment, nothing seems to happen and then iridescent light shimmers over the coral, seeming to match that which surrounds the fortress. It crackles and dances like a fire, and then without warning bursts into a furious life, slamming against the energy of the fortress. There is the sound like thunder and light snaps and crackles, zipping with energy. Then with a woosh the light flies upward, taking the figure with it. The man on the barge lets out a cry like a seagull and dives into the water as if intending to swim after her.

For the boats that remain, a part of the fortress will crumble away into the sea, revealing a small harbor and an open doorway. Enter all ye who dare.


[If things become too crowded, feel free to make another thread outside of these. Just put where you are in the header.]

Comments

[serving_love]

[Shakes his head.]

She's in the shitty throne room.

[At least, that's the last place Sanji had seen her. They'd been there for most of the week.]

It's the Witch you need, though. She's the one we have to beat, and I don't know where she went.

[fortyfivedegrees]

Then by all means, that sounds like a splendid idea; unless of course you'd like an escort back to the ship?

[Either way, Brook was going to spin around on his heel with a chuckle and began to head down another hallway...though he did take a moment to peer over his shoulder.]

Are you perchance trying a new fashion? That collar seems a bit...drab in contrast to your attire, truth be told.

[serving_love]

No, I'm not going back to the ship.

[He scowls at the mention of the collar, lifting a hand to grab it.]

Hell no, like I'd wear this shit willingly. I need it off.

[fortyfivedegrees]

Yohooh~? Is that so? Well then...

[Brook turned around and held up his cane, unsheathing the blade just enough for the glint to catch Sanji's eye.]

Please stand still, this will only take a moment~

[serving_love]

...

[Blinks, then lets his had drop.]

Yeah, alright. That'll work.

[fortyfivedegrees]

[There was a quick flurry of movement as Brook's sword was drawn and sheathed faster than the eye could blink; with a smooth movement he snapped it back into it's sheath and as if on command, the collar split into three pieces and fell to the floor as Brook stood up straight.]

Yohoho~! And there you go Sanji-san, sans one collar!

[serving_love]

[Grimaces and rubs at his neck, but the effects of losing the collar are immediate. He suddenly doesn't feel like a two-year-old could knock him over anymore, there's strength flowing back into his limbs and his feet ache to kick the shit out of something.

He shoots Brook a faint grin.]

Thanks. I guess everyone's here with you?

[It's Luffy in particular he's wondering about, but he doesn't say that out loud. The chances of him not being here are slim to none, after all.]