RMN Crew - Cash Out Raid

[dudesoft]

One Piece: Real Men Network Saga
CHAPTER ONE: Cash Out Raid

Players:
Dudesoft's England "The Noise" Taiko
bluemonke1's Jaycobb Jade

Intro:

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Spinning on the toes of his flip flops, Taiko glared into the rubble of his of his house. The house he grew up in! There, peering through the settling dust came Rosoki's smugly laughing face. Growing up, Taiko had nothing. Meanwhile, people like Rosoki had everything! If that weren't insult to injury, the son of a monkey had to come and take what little Taiko had left? The injustice of this bully was unbearable. 
Taiko clenched his fists, and launched himself forward. The debris of his past were mere footholds now, as the young man barreled toward revenge. All the memories of Taiko's past grappled at his mind, but he shook them free. Each memory forming a tear on his cheeks. 
As life stood still, and fast, Taiko blinked and suddenly he was standing over Rosoki. His chest was heaving. His fist throbbed. Had he really attacked Rosoki? All his life, Taiko had never really stood up for himself like this. Despite all his training in the art of Capoeira, it had all been for the dance. Never the offense.
The shame of regret was filling up his insides like a balloon. The knowledge of how much trouble he was in could not be more real. In two words: Deep Poop.
It was never a secret that the Marines protected Aityaia Island's prized enterprise: casinos. For certain, Rosoki definitely did not hide the fact his father was one of the most prominent casino chain owner of all. If anything, Rosoki hid behind it like an invisible barrier! Now, Taiko had struck down that barrier. 
One Punch would change Taiko's life...
Within moments, he was surrounded by a small group of marines.

[bluemonke1]

It was always interesting to walk upon a group of marines protecting a snobby boy.

It was even more interesting to walk upon a group of marines protecting a snobby boy from a individual boy, who had no weapons, however guns were pulled against him. Jaycobb actually rubbed his eyes from the position he was at.

From what he could tell, the half naked boy wanted to beat up on the snobby boy (but who didn't) but the marines were willing to kill the half naked boy. Hmmm... Jaycobb thought for a moment sipping on his booze and shrugged, this was why he became what he was now...

He staggered off of the road and towards the crowed, bumping and stumbling like a drunk, which wasn't very hard when you were on your third bottle of brandy, hell, it was amazing that this man wasn't ACTUALLY drunk. *HIC* "W-why are you picking on this young boy here?" He asked as if he was actually involved in the fight, "go away drunkerd, or do you want to be put in prison for interfeering with marine duty?" The one closest said, turning his gun onto Jaycobb.

Jaycobb looked at the gun and leaned over it inspecting it slightly, however in a drunkenly manner. B-but is it worth all the paperwork? I th-thought that your captain *HIC* Hated paper work?" He said going around the gun and wrapping an arm around the marine. "Why don't you and your friends just forget about this punk, I'll take care of him, it is my duty as a man." He stated pounding his chest with his fist.

The marines looked at him and actually considered his offer, "what you are just going to let him get away with punching me?" The little brat asked, however, the marines were more afraid of their gambling captain then the brats father. And what the man said did make a point, the captain hated paperwork, and if any of them shot, or arrested anyone then they, along with the gambling man, would be doing paperwork, a small amount of paperwork, but paperwork nonetheless.

Jaycobb patted the marine on the shoulder that he was hugging and handed him the brandy, "here... G- *hi-* get yourself some fun. okay?" He said, not making any sense like a drunkard. Jaycobb then went over to England and took him by the arm dragging him away. Come on you... We got to teach your generation some manners!" The drunk said, dragging the obviously resisting England. Once they were well out of sight of the marines Jaycobb exlcaimed and rolled his eyes, letting the boy go, and whacking him on the head. "Do you have a deathwish boy? Seriously, marines like that have very itchy trigger fingers. Don't answer that." He stated as he saw England start to say something. "It doesn't matter what the boy did, it is benith you to kill yourself just because of some freaking snob. The government doesn't care about nobodies like you, so don't go giving them your life when it's STUPID!" He yelled at the boy, like he was his father.

Jaycobb was very angry at England, about twenty, the boy didn't even START life yet, however he was throwing it away over some stupid fight. Jaycobb didn't know what the actual reasons were that England did this, but it didn't seem productive that he was doing it, so Jaycobb thought it was stupid. Sighing he ran his hands through his face and rolled his eyes. "I hope they don't remember my face... That'll make things complicated" He said to himself... Then turning to the boy he put out a hand, "stupid you may be, you are still a boy, nearly a man. My name is Jaycobb, what is yours?" He asked simply and with respect.

[dudesoft]

Stunned by his actions, Taiko was still staring at his own clenched fist and failed to notice a drunkard stumble towards the rubble of his house. It was even beyond his conception that a gaggle of marines had popped up, out of nowhere. All that Taiko realised while the drunk was talking to the men in uniform, was that he had finally punched Rosoki.

18 years had come and gone in England Taiko's life. Throughout it, there had been Rosoki to hassle him. As a rich boy, Rosoki had always held a posse. Each one lapping up his pathetic jokes, racism and all-around snot-nosed personality for a chance at living lavishly in his shadow. These hangers-on would always be short-lived. In the end, no one truly liked Rosoki. When Taiko began hanging out often with his two best friends, Wes and Trot, Rosoki visibly became jealous. One memory that Taiko will never forget is the day that Rosoki tried to buy Wes and Trot. To his pride, Taiko's friends stood by him.

Over the years, Taiko had to deal with Rosoki. Both his sensei and mother had taught him to live happy and free. To stay out of trouble... But what was this? Trouble hadn't just came knocking at his door... It had bulldozed it. How does one run away from that? 

The fist barely hurt. Those hands had been through a lot while training in the art of Capoeira and drumming. Yet, there was still pain; deeper than the skin and bones. Fighting was against his teachings... Against his way of life!

There was a tug on his body as the drunk pulled him from the situation. Without knowing what he was doing, Taiko found himself escorted to someplace down the street.
Maethen city kept as busy as ever. A good thing about this place was that no one notices you. Locals just don't care, and tourists are too busy enjoying their glazed viewpoint of the world.
Suddenly, Taiko jolted back to reality. He had been smacked upside the head! While rubbing the sore spot, the young man glanced around to familiarise himself with what had just transpired.

"Do you have a deathwish boy? Seriously, marines like that have very itchy trigger fingers. Don't answer that. It doesn't matter what the boy did, it is beneath you to kill yourself just because of some freaking snob. The government doesn't care about nobodies like you, so don't go giving them your life when it's STUPID!"

Once Taiko had been interrupted from retorting, he resigned to staying silent. After all, who was this stranger? Showing up unannounced and wheeling him away from the ruins of his house and whatever else was going on. The stench of alcohol was gut-wrenching. This man was clearly drunk, and Taiko had no time of day for someone like that. Shrugging his shoulders and muttering, "Whatever, old man..." Taiko nearly left the alley. Until, that is, he caught the uttering of the old man.

"I hope they don't remember my face... That'll make things complicated."
The ominous atmosphere forged in the fire of that odd statement, although an aside, jerked Taiko's curiosity. Half-turning to say something about it, Taiko was met with this stranger's hand. 

"Stupid you may be, you are still a boy, nearly a man. My name is Jaycobb, what is yours?" The sudden shift in this man's demeanor caught Taiko off-guard.

"Uh... Taiko. England Taiko," the young man glanced nervously at the offered hand, and gingerly shook it. "Uh, thanks for getting me out of there, I guess."

It was weird. Having no reason to have really leave, Taiko was at a loss for what to do here. Pulling his hand away, the young man sauntered to the wall and crouched down. 
"That son-of-a-bitch took everything." Taiko announced, staring at the ground.
It admittedly made Taiko feel stupid to fess up to his situation to a stranger, yet, he somewhat felt indebted. The act of explaining made things a little easier, and Taiko visibly lightened up. According to mother's wishes, Taiko forced himself to smile. Reassuring himself for a moment with the knowledge of the treasure map in his backpack. Releasing the tension through his nose, Taiko hopped to his feet, and re-engaged the old drunk.
"So, Jaycobb-ossan, what's your game? Why'd you help me? I had everything under control!" Taiko lied through a cocky grin, his fists now resting on his hips.

[bluemonke1]

Jaycobb rubbed his chin, he wasn't ACTUALLY drunk, just NEARLY, and that did in fact make all of the difference in the world. So... You wanted to give him your life also so he could finish his collection?" He asked accusingly.

He sighed shaking his head after the second statement from him. "Kid. You didn't, no matter what you think, you don't seem to have your head on straight, anger is only fine when you have something to take it out on that doesn't kill you. Marine Captain Frederick De’Avris is a asshole and doesn't really cause problems, but lets his marines roam free." Jaycobb stated, apparently having extensive knowledge of how things worked around here, although England has NEVER seen this person before. "As long as nothing happens to his base and the things inside the Marine HQ does nothing, and it's wrong, but for now that's how it is."

He was skirting the question, and he noticed that England knew this. Sighing he shrugged. "Kid, you are still young, go travel the South Blue and have some fun, okay? I am just a random person that saved your dumb self. Anyone with ANY heart would do so." He didn't think that was true... Well, it was, but no one really cared anymore. It was the problem that Jaycobb had a child and actually cared that he decided to interfeer with the situation, even though it just might have made his job harder later. But if he didn't protect the idiots from the assholes in the world, what was he really doing this for? At least he didn't loose sight of his objective in life for the objective of the 'now'.

Thinking that things were done Jaycobb turned and started to head towards the street, he didn't want to get the kid involved in anyway that would cause problems later, and hopefully, the kid would take his advice... But he didn't think that would happen... Kids did what they wanted, even though someone much wiser and older then them told them to do something else... But it was at least a hope that Jaycobb had as he made his way through the crowd trying to find the market to get some supplies for later.

[dudesoft]

Wisdom. A funny thing, it comes with age or experience. Clearly, Taiko had little to lean on, as he watched the old man wander off. Sucking his teeth briefly, the young man disdainfully scowled at the opposite wall. 
As soon as he was alone, Taiko muttered to himself, "So, he defused the bomb. What's he know? Ain't nothin' changed. Rosoki kicks sand in my eyes and gets away scott-free. Tsk!"
Stiffly turning to the opposite direction as Jaycobb, Taiko surveyed his mind for options. 
Of course, the treasure map was his greatest goal, but right now it all seemed like a bit much to ask for. It's not like Taiko didn't have some money buried on Aityala. Not paying for his mortgage all this time, he at least could afford a boat. However, there was the little thing about punching Rosoki. While Jaycobb had pulled him off the bomb, nothing was stopping it from still going off. Paperwork or not, Rosoki would get his way. Rosoki's father had a lot of pull, and pampered his son to no end. Everyone knew it. There was no way he'd be able to buy a boat, let alone get off this island alive. 

One foot at a time. Taiko moved down the alley. Having grown up in Maethen, he knew to walk left and then right, then two lefts to reach his 'house' without being obvious. Seeing the rubble was just something he had to do. The deconstruction of his house was well under way. There were ten other workers smashing the bigger stones with sledgehammers. Perhaps the initial shock was gone from Taiko. Or at least now that the dust had settled, he was truly aware that it was time to start his journey.

Overseeing the deconstruction, stood some of Rosoki's latest gang members; Amadeus Polaski and Ramshackle Finch... Or as Taiko fondly knew them; Chuckles and Zit-Nose.
Amadeus stood at 6'0", same as Taiko, while Zit-Nose was a head shorter. There was a blond-tipped hair douchebag-look to Amadeus, where his eyes were too close together, and cheeks could use some filling. Ramshackle was, for lack of a better word, pugly. Ugly to a fault, and the lack of neck made him resemble a pug. Needless to say, covered in zits. The two of them were dressed in only local designer clothing, with the help of Rosoki's wallet. Almost never separate, Amadeus and Ramshackle were the muscles of Rosoki's new gang. 
Amadeus was a decent rapier fencer, and Ramshackle relied on a ball and chain in battle. They were a pair to be reckoned with, and seldom fought 1-vs-1. They knew no honour.

If it weren't for the three Marines posted nearby -- to ensure no further interuptions -- Taiko was sure he could take at least Zit-Nose. That ball and chain had only hit Taiko once, and he had his back turned. Those Marines always found a way to interfere.
"Whoa, hold up, yo! If Moocher One and Moocher Two are here... That leaves Rosoki with his harem. Ha... I'll get my revenge yet. Sorry, sensei." The last bit was for someone not present...