Post by Vio on Dec 9, 2020 12:11:27 GMT -5
Edith #1
“Raaargh!” Wieliczka Edith snarled, caught in a frenzy like some sort of wild animal as fingers clutched tight the wooden box that held her treasure — a box also bound by the grasp of Captain Gate as he struggled against the rebel’s unreasonable strength. Any sense of composure or etiquette were completely thrown to the wind by both parties as they rolled and tumbled like a couple of school kids fighting over a toy. Both were so focused on the other that they failed to realise what was going on around them.“I said, get off—!”
Thwomp!
“Eeee…”
A working boot of reinforced toe cap collided with Gate’s ‘prized possessions’, his face turning pale and his grip loosening upon the tiny treasure chest as he all but doubled over, tears in his eyes. It was the opportunity she needed; Ede wasted no time in prising open the container, its catch already breached by the Captain’s use of the key from before. Sure enough, what lay within, nestled upon simple fabric to cushion it, was a pineapple — a fruit of white colouration, with a rosette of blue leaves and a rather coarse skin etched with unusual whorls that brought to mind images of eddies and waves.“Geh… Give me back,” Gate bellowed:
“My Devil Fruit…!!”
“How the f*¢< are you standing?” the little punk could not help but ask as she caught a glimpse of Gate stomping towards her. For perhaps the first time since she had seen him with her own two eyes, he actually looked intimidating, like the poster portrayed. “And this… is my Devil Fruit! Aah…” The crunch of crispy skin permeated a moment of silence, drawing a look of utter shock — and then unbridled rage — upon Gate’s face. Audible gasps came from all around, almost in unison, but Ede had no chance to comprehend them. Her entire mouth felt as if it were aflame, like somebody had spread chili powder across her tongue. Her face had turned red.
“You little brat! Cough it up! Now!” With both hands about the girl’s neck, Gate shook Edith with considerable force, but it did not matter. For all her body’s want to spit out the foul, flaming flesh of the fruit, a combination of personal goals, pure defiance, and unnatural design did the opposite. She swallowed the mouthful in one go, head tilting back and mouth agape, threatening smoke and steam from the sheer heat.“You… You! F*¢< you…!!”
Whoosh… Crash! In one berserk motion, Miss Wieliczka was lifted entirely off her feet and hurled dozens of yards in a single swing of the man’s meaty arm. Like some sort of ragdoll, she smashed into wood and bits of old metal, scattering dust and debris as the rest of the pile collapsed upon her…{Post Synopsis:}
As Edith and Gate struggle, the former finally manages to attain the En En no Mi and takes a bite out of it, but is tossed into a pile of debris by an enraged Captain.
TAGS:— Fox, Sam
Wieliczka Edith ❘ #007ba7
Tia Dreki ❘ #ff6347
Newton ❘ #19e6ad
Gate [NPC] ❘ #8b67e7
Jaspier [NPC] ❘ #c57207
Mal [NPC] ❘ #0a6b39
Tourmin [NPC] ❘ #e660d5
Citri [NPC] ❘ #e6d160
Turk [NPC] ❘ #60d6e6
Miscellaneous [NPC] ❘ #eeeeee ❘ #bbbbbb ❘ #888888 ❘ #555555