Zanji Hummed to himself as he stood behind the helm of his ship. He was relatively excited for he had made it into the His first island visit as a pirate captain all by himself. He felt proud of himself yet there was a feeling of loneliness at this accomplishment. He wanted to get some crew mates as soon as possible it was rather lonely aboard this large ship. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a map and checked on the horizon. He wasn't a top notch navigator but thanks to his log pose he had a good idea of where he was headed. The closest island that he was going to visit and possibly resupply at was named Dawn island. A rather unusual name for a piece of land perhaps it had a desert climate to it. He hoped it wasn't in this case he enjoyed the warmth of the sun but desert heat was something all together a different subject. He looked up towards the sky as he heard a all to familiar sound of a sea gull cawing most likely calling out to his little friends.

This brought a small smirk to his face as he drew closer and closer to the island. A particular song kept coming to mind as he hummed a few bars. It was a old pirating song but it was still a good one in his opinion. He slowly began to furl in the sails as a dock came into view. He would let the oceans current drag him into port. He tied off the sails and stretched out his arms and quickly climbed up the ladder and tied off the sails. After tying up the sails he would slide down the polished metal railing  the masts ladder and returned to the helm. He chuckled as he continued to hum along the tune of Bink's sake as he saw already quite a few ships into the dock it was going to be a bit of a challenge to find a free spot but he would manage somehow. His jolly roger in the crows nest of the first mast waved lazily in the air proudly displaying its insignia as he carefully maneuvered his large ship into a free area.

He quickly dropped anchor and tied off the boat to the docks. He yawned loudly and set out the disembarking plank to the dock and slowly walked down it. Today he was wearing black vest with gold buttons along with a white dress shirt as well as a red string tie with a pair of black pants and black leather dress shoes,and long white trench coat. His hands were in his pockets as he felt his stomach growl loudly. He had not eaten yet today he wasn't a very good cook perhaps he could find a inn to stay in and get some decent food.  He was rather happily that the island wasn't a desert climate and he could see the bustling town for what ti was a very productive one.  He saw the streets full of people  various shops. He smirked as he walked into a printing shop and smiled at the proprietor of the shop. He spoke in a calm and friendly tone "Hi there i'd like to make some posters please." The shopkeeper turned around and smiled and wiped his hands down on his apron "Sure sure of course sir of course now how many would you like made?"

He smiled wider and counted on his finger "Hm about 200 copies will do." the shop keeper pulled out a a abacus and began to calculate the berri. " Alright then anything in particular you want on the posters?" He nodded his head and pulled out a piece of paper. the shop keeper took the note and turned slightly white and cleared his throat. "your a pirate... I see well then ughh it's on me just don't hurt the shop or me." He chuckled and nodded his head "You have a deal good sir." The shopkeeper ran into the back and he heard the sound of multiple machines running and printing out paper. He sat against the wall as he awaited his order to be filled his arms were crossed as he continued to hum to himself the old sea shanty binks sake. The shop keeper returned back with the stack of papers and a large roll of tape. "Ok then here is your order now please leave." Zanji narrowed his eyes angrily at the man and took the papers and then shrugged and left the shop and began to walk about town posting them up against buildings lamp post until he had run out. It was about one o'clock when he finished  with laying out the posters around town he was allowed in. He could not go into the noble section of town but he had faith that things would work out. He sighed and walked into a inn where he was supposed to be meeting anyone interest in joining his little crew and took a seat in the back. The posters each said the same exact thing. "Are you tired of the navy and its abuse, sick of those pesky celestial dragons or the world government or perhaps you want to cause some good old fashioned carnage then look no forward come and join the ash pirates. First applicant that is approved gets to become the vice captain so hurry on down, If you seek adventure fame glory and that shiny gold head on down to the ol kraken inn on main street at one o'clock and set sail for adventure."

He sat in the back in the shadows of his table quietly contemplating on what he would do first as captain. He had already procured a ship perhaps He would go out on some devil fruit hunts. After all if he intended to kill a celestial dragon and bring mariejois to the ground he was going to need some serious fire power. Oh how he could not wait to see the homes of the celestial dragons burning he and his men filling up the ship with plundered treasure while he would watch it burn from his window from his room on the ship.

He would barely have time to crack his knuckes when suddenly the door to the inn opened. A Very large man had entered the building he must be at least over seven feet tall. He smirked within the shadows and his grin slowly narrowed as he stared at the man for a few moments. The room had gone quiet as he spoke asking for the whereabouts of the man who had put up the posters around town.

He would slowly stand up from his chair from the large dining table and  raise his hand and waved at the man and smiled in a friendly manner and tone of voice. "Well good sir that gentleman would be me come have a seat order anything you want on the menu as well I'm buying." He would outstretch his hand towards the gentlemen in a friendly and respectful manner to offer to shake his hand in greeting. after all manners were important especially when one wanted to make new friends.

Fury made sure to keep his head down as best he could and stick to mostly back alleys as he traveled, keeping a wary eye on the roads and anyone he happened to see. It had been months now since he had left the marines, in a very violent and unfavorable manner, and he still had been unable to get on with a real crew. That was as much his fault as theirs, he admitted to himself, but he couldn't help it if he was picky about who he would be sailing with. He had standards that needed to be met, standards of character that he could not compromise on.

His growling stomach would quickly remind him that moral highground meant little to a shop keeper. He needed to find a crew if for no other reason than to get some food! Even as this thought came to cross his mind, something else would come to catch his eye, a small flyer loose in the wind. He caught it as it passed by him, glancing at it for a moment with a skeptical eye. "A few grammatical errors, and perhaps a bit to much enthusiasm. Advertising like this is gonna get the kid caught and killed in no time." He muttered to himself before shaking his head and sighing. He would crumple the flyer up and toss it away behind him before heading off towards the inn mentioned on the paper. He may or may not join this crew, but one thing was certain. This captain needed someone to smack him on the back of the head and remind him what subtlety was.

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As Fury entered the inn he would notice that he was not the first one to arrive. Only two of those within the establishment caught his eye however, an absolute monster of a man with red hair, and a younger looking man with a softer face. Judging by the way they were dressed and how they carried themselves it was likely a safe bet that they were the ones who put out the flyer, or at least one of them was.

"Alright, who was the greenhorn that scattered flyers all over town advertising themselves as a pirate captain looking for a crew?" He asked, sticking his left hand on his hip and pointing his right thumb over his shoulder. "Cause whoever it was likely has about ten minutes left before a bunch of marines kick in that door and haul your ass off."

Zanji smiled as the man had accepted his handshake offer and clasped his hand around the mans and shook his in unison. He slowly turned around and sat back down in his seat at the front of the table sitting adjacent from the towering man. He was a really tall bastard after all. Though He was only about a foot taller than him he was sure the guy had a good heart in all the same. He chuckled as the man asked about if he was still in time for the vice captain position. "Of course of course but then again you have to be accepted first into the crew before I would think of making you vice captain but since you were teh first to arrive i may make a exception."

He stretched his arms upwards and grabbed a menu and held it out before him as a waitress came by. Strange the man only wanted a glass of water but then again maybe he just wasn't hungry. "He looked at the waitress and spoke kindly "ill have the prime sea king rib with a potato and a glass of water." The waitress took out a pen and pad and wrote down his order and walked off. He listened with interest and respect his eye contact never wavering from the man as he spoke about himself and his occupation. "Ahh very nice a fellow martial artist and your a shipwright excellent i Definitely need one for my ship in case we ever need repairs. But tell me what is your goal or aspiration as a pirate?" He cracked his toes inside his shoes one at a time "as he spoke again in a calm but serious tone now " I ask this question because when your apart of my crew your goals are my goals and I will help a crew mate achieve there goal and i would expect the same from them of me."

No sooner than he had given his order and another person had entered into the pub. He narrowed his eyes at the man was also another tall bastard. Then again it didn't hurt to have a little bit of intimidation to go along with his crew.He let out a audible chuckle as the man had spoken saying "Alright, who was the greenhorn that scattered flyers all over town advertising themselves as a pirate captain looking for a crew?" Zanji raised his hand and pointed at himself as he stared at me. " That greenhorn would be me good sir please sit down and join us order whatever you want as well i'm buying." He smiled and shook his head as the man stated that the marines could be on there way. " Relax my friend i think we can handle some marines besides im not a wanted man no bounty at all yet though that may change soon so sit down and tell me about yourself."

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Clint D. Saglando

The child had asked him about his goal and aspirations as a pirate. His speech might have seemed heart-felt but Clint never knew what to trust these days. He gave the child a fake smile and right when he was going to start speaking this man entered the room. The man rapidly questioned who was the one that posted the poster, as well as adding that the marines we're going to come soon. His final comment made Clint laugh a bit as to insult the man. Marines? Really, is that what they're suppose to be scared off? Right as he ended his laugh, the child answered claiming he was the one to post that poster and, as Clint had expected, said that they shouldn't be scared of Marines. Clint looks back up as the man walked over to them, and starts to respond to the child.

- "Well as a pirate... So far, my goal is to be one of the best and most aspired Shipwrights in the world. I know it might sound corny for someone like me, but I don't know. I just like what I do, it's deserving. Have you ever felt the feeling that people actually like what you did, and you can always think in the back of your mind that they'll use what you made for a long time. It's just so rewarding, mentally. Anyways, the real problem here isn't whether or not you'll accept me it's whether or not I'll join your crew. To be honest, I don't see much of a leader in you um.. What's your name after all?..." He ended his talking by looking back at the man that had just entered. Clint had just ignored him the whole time, he didn't really care after all.
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"You may not be wanted yet, but I am and I am looking to join up in a crew. You're hiring, I'm sailing, lets get this going." He said, walking over to the table, placing one of his booted feet in a nearby chair, and leaning on his knee. "Also, you may not be concerned about fighting the marines, the normal grunts you likely shouldn't be worried about anyway, but you just labeled yourself as a pirate. They find out who you are they can find your ship. They find your ship they can impound it on suspicion of piracy. They impound your ship and you aint getting off this island, aint none of us are. I appreciate your confidence, I appreciate your enthusiasm. But you don't have to lose a brawl to be caught, remember. All they gotta do is lock us in and call in bigger guns after all." Fury said with a smirk. "Eight minutes till they get here and see who you are. About ten after that before they find your ship. About seven after that before a marine ship is in place ready to blast your boat out of the water. Its standard operating procedure for handling new pirates, a good show of force. Does wonders for preventing future pirates, or so they think. Now you got two people volunteering from here, which for a place like this aint bad. I suggest we move on to the next island. Or do you wanna wait around and interview me first?"

Zanji sat back in his chair casually as he listened to Clint talk and explain his goal as a pirate and a shipwright. He smiled and related to the man he also wanted to be a aspired musician. "I can relate with your greatly on your aspiration, I myself am a musician and take pride in my work just as any doctor black smith or shipwright does with there work. I have my own goals that I am going to complete I will become the king of the pirates and find the one piece treasure as well as avenge the murder of my father." He chuckled happily at the thought of becoming the pirate king. He wanted to become it and make his father proud and his families name memorable once again.

He cracked the last of his toes on his right foot as the newcomer began to speak giving him and Clint some dire warning about the marines. He sighed and clicked his tongue behind his teeth and took his eyes off of Clint and looked at the newcomer. "Well I don't think you have a bounty on your head but then again I could be wrong haven't really checked the posters since I left my hometown. But I digress the marines can try and arrest us they can even try to impound my ship but they will fail since they will send lousy weak grunts to do the job."

He cracked his neck to the side and grasped the tables edge with his hands and steadied himself as his normally kind face shifted to a look of seriousness and without fear. "I will not abide anyone or anything to get in the way of my goal that is absolute I will have my vengeance on those celestial bastards. He slammed his hand down on the table hard not even flinching his hand as steady as a rock as the part where he had hit snapped and fell to the floor. He looked at the newcomer "counting down isn't really helping and how do you know so much about the navy's standard protocol hmm?" The waitress soon returned with his order of water as well as Clint's water and placed them before him. He took his glass of water and took a few sips from it and looked over at the waitress " Im afraid I'm going to have to ask for my order to go miss."

The waitress nodded and would run back to the kitchen area and report the change of order as he flattened his vest as he stood up. "Ah please do forgive my rudeness for not introducing myself my name is captain of the ash pirates Zanji D. Ryotoji." He looked over at Clint and straightened out his coats sleeves and looked at him "Well Clint should you join the vice captain spot is yours if you want it you seem like a perfect fit for my crew." He turned his head and looked over at the new guy and glared at him " You however you and i need to talk so why don't you come aboard my ship and we can talk more in safer quarters and where there is less marines to interrupt the interview."

"I know so much about marine protocol because up until about a month ago I was a marine. Got sick of it, left, ended up having to kill my captain, corrupt bastard that he was, in the process, and now I am on the run. In terms of skill I am a hand to hand combatant with some skill and practice in medicine and the treatment of battlefield wounds. Any other questions can be asked on the ship, yes?" Fury said with a smirk, liking that the other two were at least getting up to go. "I am guessing you will take me on and we can see how things go yes?" he said, straightening up and turning to follow the other two. (Sorry its short, in class)

Zanji smirked as his proposal for the vice captaincy was accepted by Clint. He had found his very first crew member if now was not such a awkward moment with the threat of impending marines he would be throwing a celebration. He sighed and tapped his foot  impatiently as he awaited his food to come. He looked over at Clint as he offered to make his ship even better. "Perhaps in the future  she already is a excellent ship but then again there was always room for improvements I will leave her in your capable hands to care for her."

He turned his head as the newcomer said he was a former marine his hand instinctively tossed open his coat on the right side revealing a small sword that was held at his side. "Normally I don't trust former marines  for all i know they could be lying and still be in service to the world government but seeing as you gave me a warning about the possible threat of marines I will let it pass. " He pulled back his coat back over his front concealing his sword and turned his head as he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. It was the waitress and she had his meal wrapped up in a box. He graciously took it and reached into his pocket and threw down a two thousand berri to pay for the table and meal as well as a generous tip.

He walked past the new comer and spoke plainly "I'll take you on my ship see how you sort of a trial run if you like the crew you can stay if not i will be sure to drop you off on the next island alive and healthy as you are now i am a man of my word." He nodded his head for the man to follow as he would follow after his vice captain back to the docks. So much for exploring this island. He sighed in a disappointed tone and would walk back to the docks his head turning back every now and then to make sure the doctor would be following him.

It would not take them long to get to the docks and he stood looking at Clint as he examined the ship he smirked as the man stared long and hard at it then furrowed his brow as the man called his ship a piece of crap. Perhaps he was covering up his true feelings he was unsure. "That piece of crap as you so politely called it has a name her name is the dawnbringer and she will soon become the ship of the future king of the pirates so do not insult this ship again not in front of me anyways." his tone was full of admiration and respect for his ship when he had spoken to Clint. He treated her like she was a part of his crew in fact. This ship was a crew member in his eyes. He walked up the plank and headed towards the captains quarters and stopped at the door "Lets set sail onward to adventure, ill be in my quarters once were out at sea and safe from those marines we can start the tour."

Fury followed the other two to the ship and agreed to the captains terms of a trial basis easily enough. To be honest this entire thing was a trial for him as well, and he would leave the crew if he needed to. But for now they were convenient, so he would go with them aboard the ship, into the wild new world. (Exit thread)

"Are you tired of the navy and its abuse, sick of those pesky celestial dragons or the world government or perhaps you want to cause some good old fashioned carnage then look no forward come and join the Tekken Pirates. First applicant that is approved gets to become the vice captain so hurry on down, If you seek adventure fame glory and that shiny gold head on down to the ol kraken inn on main street at one o'clock and set sail for adventure."


A hooded masked individual read to himself as he lowered the flyer he had clasped between his index finger and thumb. His left hand zipped up his mask revealing his slate, gray smooth skin and piercing canary yellow eyes. He squinted some as the sun filled his eyes and he turned his attention to the Ol Kraken Inn, which was on Main Street. “Damn, it's already passed one, they might be at the harbor, all I have to do is ask around, someone should be able to help me.” Yaska smirked as he rolled up the flyer, tucking it safely in his back right pocket. Driving his a clenched right fist into a cupped left hand he jumped onto one of the single story buildings and made his way to the docks.

The scent of salt filled the nostrils of the young optimistic teenager, he had deserted from the Marine Academy and was on his way to expand his technique and bring true peace to the World. “What a wonderful day to be alive, the sun his wrapping the world in her loving arms, the birds are singing merry songs of joy, even the sea itself is joining in on this glorious afternoon!” Yaska said as he used his great agility to scale the different roofs and the unique patterns they were designed in. In minutes he would be at the docks looking for any group of sailors gathering by the ships.

“Hmmm...it could be anyone of these crews, well better try my luck and just ask.” Yaska chuckled as he took the flyer from his back pocket and jumped from the roof of the building he was currently standing on, to the worn wooden surface of the docks below."Lets set sail onward to adventure, ill be in my quarters once were out at sea and safe from those marines we can start the tour."

Yaska heard someone say by a ship that looked pretty shabby. “Well the ship looks pretty dated, but with some tender, love, and care it should sailing up waterfalls in no time.” Yaska’s face stretched with a massive grin as his mind could picture the ship scaling the top of a series of violent waterfalls with ease. “Time to make myself known.” Yaska said aloud as he unrolled the flyer he was holding and made his way up to the two men who were talking about setting sail. “Oi! My name is Yaska Akujin, I overheard that you were casting out are you the ones who made this flyer?” Yaska said as he walked with his right hand up, fingers together with his palms facing the two men. In his left hand he held the flyer so that they could see the writing that was on it.