Seafood Lovers Delight [Fishman ArcPart 2][Ben/Asher]

Asher Kringle · 1 Seafood Lovers Delight [Fishman ArcPart 2][Ben/Asher] Wed Nov 18, 2015 2:01 am

Asher Kringle

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TAsk 1:

There he was. The man known not only for his dashing looks but for his cold and brooding personality. It was Asher along with his right hand man Ben. The duo were in Illusia on business assigned by the World Government. Rumors were swirling about everything that happened yesterday so they decided to send their resident agents to check out the situation.

Asher along with Ben had been in town for a few hours just trying to get an idea of what was going to happen so they stayed near town square where something was more than likely to happen. "I didn't intend to deal with this situation Ben. Truthfully I wouldn't care until someone from Oceanus crew comes here personally and does the work."

Sword neatly on his side along with his short sword against his lower back. Asher wasn't a man of violence nor a man of peace but instead a man of order. Oceanus and his goons threatened that order in which Asher decided to uphold for which he must end Oceanus.

It wasn't until Asher began to speak he noticed a moment a silence before screaming broke out which alerted Asher and Ben to what was going on. The duo looked on as people began to flock further into the town fishmen sprouted their disgusting face from every direction you could imagine. It looked as if it was a small army. A smirk escaped the face of Asher as he tapped his blade and removed his hat. "Ben, would you like to start things off or should I?" remarked Asher.

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Bigben Clocktower

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He heard the words of his superior officer and friend, allowing himself to bask in the eminence of such a dominating figure. The smiling man was of course, amused by the proceedings of the supposed Yonko. Such a figure exerting oppressive behavior, tilting the balance of the species based caste system, and assuming that no consequences would befall his grotesque race as a result? Hilarious. There were few in the race capable of demanding respect, let alone admiration for their qualities. Such creatures were...laughable at best and unlike the man whom embodied order, young Zebra embodied one element of justice. Excessive force and domineering zealotry. War had birthed here, thwarted by a rag-tag crew of pirates no less, how deplorable. At the very least, a new audience would witness the grand spectacle of a man whose social dogma was anything if not sadistically brutal. At least the blood would flow evenly throughout the rafters and gutters of this once peaceful kingdom.

"Coohoohoohoohoo..!! I shall make sure that we give them a spectacle they shan't forget anytime soon, this work is beneath us...honestly...but it is always good to knock the rust off. Don't you agree, Ash-donooo~☆"

Underneath the mask itself a contorted and eerily grotesque smile was held, a bulge clearly within pants of the psychotic member of the crew, he hadn't allowed himself the chance to bathe in the euphoric nausea inducing endorphin. Specifically targeting those whom were...causing a scene. He approached what appeared to be a fishman whom was...ironically enough...a clownfish fishman. Such a strapping lad whom was fit for certain, holding onto his two cutlasses. It brought upon the question, how close to human anatomy is the anatomy of hybrid aquatic marine life. This test begged the question, empirical evidence was needed, an assertion of vastly similar being the end product. The show began as the dufflebag was placed at Zebra's feet, juggling three objects in his hands in a counter-clockwise rotation. Looking at the fish before bowing whilst juggling. He would place his feet firmly into the concrete beneath his toes, shooting forward at a rather fast speed and swinging towards the fishman's maxillae, with chuckle. Using a diagonal downward strike from his left hand. The resulting crack and splinting of the facial structure sent the male fishman flying to his assured death. Alerting the others to the presence of the man in the suit.

"First stage: Exposition~☆"

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Asher Kringle

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"Such a joy" said Asher as he saw Ben preparing for his attack. All the while a fishman crept up directly behind Asher causing him to tilt to the right hand side allowing for passage of the fool who tried him today. A diagonal strike from his right hand side upwards to his left hand side from his short blade left the fishman bleeding on the floor.

Quickly Asher would sheath his weapon once more allowing himself to enjoy the show his protege Ben was about to put on. Reaching for the duffel bag Asher began to smirk just a tad bit especially once his feet started to forge with the ground beneath it and it was then he took off on an explosive physical attack leaving a fishman dead.

"I say we finish this" Asher would say those words as he drew his extended katana preparing to end this fast and swiftly. He noticed a few fishmen coming in his direction and they had no clue who he was. He'd hold the sword with his right hand and wasn't actually going to use it much to his knowledge. He'd tap the hilt of the blade 7 times which was his way of keeping a count of the total.

One ran forward which caused Asher to side step before he slashed vertically across the mid-section opening him up as if he were last weeks turkey. This time Asher took the charge and stabbed into one fishmen before he reached for his second blade with his left hand and slashed across on another fishman. "Hmm" said Asher looking over at Ben.

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Bigben Clocktower

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It took virtually no effort for the man whom had donned the moniker of "the dapper" to achieve terminal velocity when handling the foes around him. Having continued in the pattern of singular strikes to sensitive areas of nearby fishmen in an aggressively violent fashion. Ethmoids and mandibles were struck with brute force, like some sort of Gorilla manhandling it's caretaker after being injected with hyperbolic steroids. The aggression from his strikes were clearly dominant. Oppressive attacks often yielded delectably gory results. The blood that seemed to come out of these marine animal humanoids seemed to only further the hypothesis created by Zebra only moments before. With his hands so violently gripped upon his maces whenever he exactly went for the strike, the patterns to his attacks were unpredictable. Unknowable. But he had allowed himself the chance to exert a great amount of force with simplistic maneuvers. He knew that if he wanted he could easily hinder multiple people at once. But when was the last time they had such a grand melee to indulge the vices?

That was of course, until a "slave" thought it best to bum-rush him. This was of course, a drastically ill-conceived strategy. Due to one fact and one fact alone. Zebra cared little for human life, let alone the life of those at the absolute bottom of the food chain. As one continued their path towards him he simply back flipped away from the man using a technique known as "Blink". Clearing the space between himself and where his enemy once resided. All that was left was a spectacle of brutality. Gore and guts. Looking over towards more of the fishman, to his name he had taken out three with well timed strikes. But it felt as though this was far too easy. Just because he absolutely dominated these creatures in terms of skill, style, grace, and sheer force. It didn't mean that he was good enough to handle so many men at once. Where were the Marines? This was more their speed, right? It seemed it mattered little, he charged back into the fray, juggling relentlessly as he acrobatically contorted through the air, dodging slashes and minor attacks. Frenzied, the body count would surely only serve to raise over the course of this incident.

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"Hmm" is all Asher considered saying at the moment. These men were determined to get on the bad side of Asher but he was trying his hardest not to let them. Asher still for the life of him couldn't figure out how he got talked into doing this. He wasn't interested in this at all. He wanted Oceanus and he wasn't getting what he wanted. As he continued to strike down fishmen he noticed someone run towards Zebra and he back-flipped just in time before the person exploded. This caused Asher's eyes to focus on his surrounding area before he noticed directly to his left a human was running towards him frantically crying with their nose sniffling and all. Asher quickly jumped back before the person exploded in the spot Asher once stood in.

"Fun" said Asher as he dashed forward slashing at another fishman's chest. This was the definition of boredom to Ashe and he was probably going to be here all day because the fishmen just kept coming with this onslaught Asher didn't anticipate. "Between me and Zerbra there are thirteen Fishmen dead" Asher said to himself as he stood his ground. "There looks to be near twenty something more around here" While Asher was over here collecting his thoughts an explosion went off causing Asher to jerk his neck spawning a view of a destroyed building to his right. It was another suicide bomber "What are these fishmen up to....." thought Asher as he lunged forward once more.

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Bigben Clocktower

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The tirade began when the explosion had ceased it's existence. It was time for the carnival to come into full fruition, of course this meant that he was going to allow himself to straight up besiege the rest of these fishy fucktards. He allowed himself to close some gaps, to do some tricks. But he went rampant on that track, busting in the side of the heads of enemies and breaking their wrists, ankles, and other aspects of their being. He was going to show these niggas how life worked. Especially if it meant that he was going to straight up and whoop the asses of anyone and everyone whom came into his line of sight. He was mopping up some people while kicking slaves into crowds of fishman. Allowing his movements to be as savage and vicious as he had always wanted them to be, so that his ballet of brutality was on point.

He would then allow himself the chance to turn and rush through the chaos, he would take little to no damage from these fumbling festering fools whom exposed seriously sensational openings within ironically obvious weak-spots. Calling it fish in a barrel was, at the very least, hilarious, given the fact that he found himself a way to circumvent their flawed stances and produce within them catastrophic and borderline orgasmic fractures upon their festering blisters created upon his own behest. Curiously enough, titan-like whelps developed promptly upon their scaled flesh, euphoric beat-downs came right out the gate. Hence, a sanguine coat splattered and embellished itself upon the entirety of the clown faced jester's maniac visage, erect and fully huffing in pleasure, he had put down more than his fair share with his own brutal style. The suicide bombers only provided an icing to his feverish flourishing, given that so many buildings were destroyed by their antics and chaos spread in the area.

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Asher Kringle

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Part 2:

Asher let out a slight chuckle. His thrill for battle was unmatched with most and as of right now it was showing. He continued to slice away at the fishmen even though most of the town around him had fell in wake of the attack. Asher didn't mind much now considering how bored he was before this he was happy he got called in to action with this group of misfits. He would slice away at another fishman before he noticed the entrance to the town was blocked off. With his battle winding down here Asher looked over at Zebra who seemed to be finishing up as well which caused for a bit of laughter for Asher as Zebra seemed to be enjoying this himself. "Well Agent #2, I see i'm not the only one having some form of enjoyment through the spoils of war" joked Asher as he wiped blood from is face

"Hmm" Asher would say as he heard screaming coming from the plaza not to far from where and Zebra currently stood ground at. From the top of buildings, through walls, and harassing all the people they could find. Asher began to walk in the direction of the plaza where he encountered a young woman who was being held down by a fishman who was about to gnaw at her throat. As she screamed in terror the sounds from the fishman stopped as the woman felt a blood dripping over her noticing a fish head on her chest. It was Asher and he was on the prowl. He would continue moving forward as he saw marines up above. Hopefully they wouldn't get in his way.

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Bigben Clocktower

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He noted the movements of his positively dreadful cohort, someone whom proved their ferocity on the regular. Oh yes, Agent @1 was always a delight to watch in action because the skill and competence with handling a blade was always quite fearsome to behold. The jester could do nothing more than watch as they approached what appeared to be some sort of asshole fishman trying to kill a innocent woman, but of course the gallant actions of the first agent were as awe-inspiring as they had always been. He dispatched the foe in a manner that was beautiful. Seemed that unfortunately a large force of fishman had actually gotten into the area despite a large contingency of them being dispatched only moments prior. Oh well, seemed that there were quite a few marines here providing assistance and that always brought a sense of joy to the masked madmen. Perhaps he could have lent a hand to the situation.

Oh look, two whales and four lobsters, spread out from each other. He could split that evenly with his comrade for sure. But it was best to go after the weaker peeps. Thin the numbers so that his allies could assist in distracting those of even talent. Of course, this meant that he had to become an absolute savage when it came to dealing with those whom committed these heinous acts of rebellion against the shining jewel that was the World Government. Dreadful creatures, made him wonder if he could find himself a jellyfish female capable of compassionate bouts of succulent sensual secretion. Moving forward and breaking into a sprint, juggling and leaping he took two of the objects and made an diagonally descending cross with both weapons, cleaving into a lobster from behind and sending him into a crowd of fishies. Smirking he followed up with a leap before being hit in the stomach by a conch-shell mace, one of the Whales catching him off guard and sending him flying as he spat up blood. How joyous. He rose from the ground and stared gleefully, a true challenge.

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Asher Kringle

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Skidding back from a punch delivered by a fishman to Asher's sword caused the swordsman to smirk just a tad bit. He was enjoying this more than he should be but he just couldn't help it. His inner beast was coming out. His blank expression slowly returning as his lust for battle began to dwindle with each second Asher lacked combat. It was a lobster from the looks of it pushing Asher back with his massive claws landing against the blade of Asher's. "I wonder if this was the doing of Oceanus" is what was on the mind of Asher. This lobster in front of him was at the bottom of his problem list. He should really work on how he views his enemies because his lack of concern will be his eventual downfall. It wasn't until Asher cut diagonally exposing the bare chest of the lobster was the agent of secrecy greeted with results from his blade.

"At least try" is what Asher would udder before a punch sent him flying. Asher showing no emotion would spit out the blood that lingered around his mouth before dusting off his clothing and picking up his blade. In front of him was a whale like creature who seemed to be in charge of this little bunch. It wasn't until now that Asher noticed what was going on with Zebra. "I guess this is the part I should consider you a threat?" said Asher before he took his usual stance. He fully intended of killing every fish here.

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Bigben Clocktower

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He sized up this nigga whom had come into his line of sight, seemed that the guards went to handle that lobster-man, as cute as such an action was supposed to be. He allowed his neck to roll from side to side, cracking his facial muscles a bit so that he could get into the groove of violence and utter gory delight he intended to subjugate this atrocious specimen towards. There would be a lack of mercy displayed towards such a fowl creature. Beasts didn't take pity on their prey, and as an alpha predator he was going to use the strength of this over-sized omnivore to his advantage. It was certain that Zebra was not a krill, flourishing outwards with such brutal effectiveness he'd go for the hands of his opponent almost immediately. The allotment of his skill was...beyond...anything that had been displayed in the past. Violence re-imagined.

A duck, a cartwheel, continuous juggling ensued as mania prospered into the actions that governed the brutality that was Zebra. Oh how delightfully woeful were the incoming harassing shots, overhead to the thumb, collapsing capillaries within wrists and crunching bone-meal within phalanges by a quick and utterly vicious horizontal smash. Rotating the metal beat-stick so that the rotation allotted for a shredding motion against rubbery skin that held the mace in which seemed to be the main means of attack by such a massive creature. Didn't matter however, as the blunt force trauma amassed into one core area allotted a concentrated means of dismembering that fully removed ones hand from play. that screeching sound created an opportunity, quickly quickly, faster faster, hands rose and back-handed strikes were all the rage. For when that jaw and that mace became close friends with one another it didn't take any amount of time before that jaw found itself absolutely mashed and dislocated. Two hits, two quits. That whale took an L quicker than it anticipated, as it reeled back in horror. Blood escaping its body.

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Asher Kringle

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For some reason Asher couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning to this long day. It had been roughly a week since the last fishman attack and he just wanted to know what was causing these attacks? Was there something to gain from these actions regarding where the most dangerous stood on the global hierchy. To be quite honest that hit he tok from the whale like creature wasn't sitting to well with Asher as he could just feel his face burn due to the aching blunt damage caused by the whale. He was roughly 9 feet tall and sported black camo pants with a summer themed shirt but boy was he menacing. Asher dashed forward attempting to slash at the whale with his short blade which was held in his right hand but the whale ducked under the slash and attempted to kick Asher in the gut but he blocked it forming an x with his blades.

"Incredibly fast for his size" thought Asher as the kick pushed him back far enough to separate himself from the fishman once again. Asher would look at his left hand and see his katana which did nothing but made him sheath his blade now only weidling the short blade for which he had plans. Dashing forward Asher would see the whale attempt what looked like a right hook which Asher slid underneath and came up with a slash from the left hip towards the right tricep. The slash would send the whale reeling backwards as Asher stood up and began to crack his neck. His job was just beginning.

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Bigben Clocktower

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Using his superior acrobatic skills he allowed himself to toss one of his maces higher than the others, swinging his body and catching two of the maces in his hands before a leaping up and kicking the butt end of his third weapon, sending it forward with enough generated force that it'd land flush against the nasal area of the whale's face, allotting a brief moment in which the creature used it's free hand to raise up and grasp it's face while the smiling monster kicked the mace back into the air upwards when it recoiled off the creatures face. Swinging one over-hand vertical descent after another, the chest of said creature might have found itself collapsing under the pressure of the mace's repeated strikes, for Zebra drummed upon the chest area with all his might before the third mace found its way back down, he tossed the left one upwards and started to arc them back so that he could hop backwards. The creature was bleeding out of its mouth, but Zebra wasn't watching his side given the fact that an attack came out his blind spot and cut his back deeply.

Bleeding profusely from the wound he spun and caught a fishman in the jaw, sending them flying away from himself before he continued his juggling spree, tossing one forward with his full strength so that he could sprint and leap upwards, catching the one he had thrown hard and spinning with it so that when the whale looked back up his mouth was removed entirely from his head in a gory fashion. The spectacle was grandiose to say the least, as the large beast collapsed to its knees briefly before laying in it's own pool of blood. Good that he was disarmed prior, but with a ruined suit given the blood from both attacks that landed upon him, he was quite upset. Not to mention he was pelted in the chest by a blunt attack by the opposing crab's back-hand leaving a bruise. He had almost forgotten to take out this annoying nuisance given his focus on the real threat. Oh well, anyone whom wanted to get it, could.

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Asher Kringle

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Needless to say it was time for Asher to get this over with and put the fishman out of his misery. He was breathing very hard due to Asher's attack but Asher didn't really care much as he casually walked over to the whale creature and politely ran his short blade through the throat all the way arond the back of the neck of the fishman. This was Asher assuring he wouldn't be coming back for round two. With that done Asher turned his attention to the rest of the fishmen looting around the plaza. Looks as if he was about to have fun. As for Zebra? He looked as if he was struggling a tad bit but that was something he would have to go through alone. Asher wasn't much on lending a hand out especially to allies who should be in his realm of abilities.

Dashing forward Asher found himself in the face of a fishman whom seemed keen on being the loudest in the bunch. Obviously that set Asher off as he didn't like loud noise. Quickly and swiftly Asher would deliver a few strikes against the chest making a star on the chest of the fishman. He began to bleed profoundly as Asher noticed marines struggling whom could use a hand. He knew this was in his realm of possibility but he didn't think he would really be here today fighting monsters who stood at such crazy heights. Fom there Asher took a moment to see the situation and understand how even things were with him and Zebra n the field.

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Bigben Clocktower

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He loved the feeling of pain coursing throughout his entire body frame, causing a correlation between both pleasure and sheer and utter suffering to be conjoined in unholy matrimony with his own figure being the epicenter correlating both aspects together. There wasn't much to expend when it came to sheer gratuitousness, but it didn't matter simply because horrific tidings were lying in wait, slumbering and making it's peak known towards he whom was Zebra. For in his bloodshot eyes laid in wait a grotesque figure etching out carnivorous fervor in juxtaposition to up-bringers of absolute law. Justice took the form of chaotic mutilation, a solid bar of sharped iron collapsed facial bone, tissue, muscle, and blood as one sheer barbaric vertical fall seemed to be the exclamation point on top of a very disturbingly sanguine biography. Anatomical structures shattered, splintered, and caved in around this man's wild displays of sub-human might. Serving as a display of raw unmitigated emotion unbridled by all whom viewed it.

What made matters worse? His spree included several after that instant of pure blissful violence, carnage wroth upon several marine-human hybrids whilst little to no care was shown in the wake of the splendorous reckless abandon. Surely he'd be reprimanded if such tactics were taken on citizens of the World Government, however these outcasts provided an excellent testing ground for he whom cracked wise at gods even when his life was strands and strings away from one final pluck. Abysses of hatred and ferociousness came into reality with each juggling swing, each momentum based kinetic shot towards limb, life, and existence. No opponent could face him in his frenzied state, like a unbound and free monstrosity unleashed with one sole purpose. Murder. He would cut down anyone whom approached him in his blood-lust, save for those whom were allied towards him closely, it was good the marines were observant enough to stay back. As the sheer gruesome ballet came to a halt, he huffed again. Looking up once more as he shivered, erection faded.

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