#opocweek

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( ≧Д≦) would posting opocweek entries after the week is over get me lynched?????

[riku-d]

OP OC Week

Day 3: Pride

She always thought back about why she even took the job. It was insane, any woman would have said no, refused because of what they had to carry.  Many women in her profession had done the same. Why did she do the same? It was dangerous, life threatening. And for what? A few thousand beri?

Oh but she did take the job, she picked up her rifle and went to exact island, to the exact time, to the exact building, just for lousy money that she could have earned some other way. Money that couldn’t bring back what she lost.

She could have blamed the traps put there to kill specifically her, the man who gave her the job and wanted her dead, the doctor that tried to save both of them. Hell, she could have blamed God, not that she hadn’t done it a thousand times already.

In in the end, it was her fault. It was she who took the job. It was she who they wanted to kill. It was her body that carried the life.

It was her pride of being a killer. Now, because of it, she lost the one thing that could have made her even more prouder.

[riku-d]

OPOC Week

Day 2: Truth

She knew it was bound to happen. There was no way escaping it, especially when you’re surrounded by water. The man was like a cat, just a bit too curious, yet still patiently waiting until he could pounce.

He didn’t have to ask, he knew the question was thrown in the air between them since she joined. The pressure was already heavy. Just a word and he could make her break. That’s what she hated about him. His calculating eyes, that cocky smirk, the quiet stubbornness.

Or maybe that’s why she was intrigued by him. She too wanted to know his secrets. There was something behind those dark, sleepless eyes, the cold hands that touch others to heal or to hurt. However, he knew how to hide his secrets while she had no choice but to reveal them.

Everything was quiet, except for the occasional flipping of pages and scribbling of notes. Although they were in the same room, his office, it was plain to see the distance between them that was deliberately put there.

“Is Shachi still upset with you?” he asked nonchalantly, still immerse in his work. Seras looked up from her book, narrowing her eyes in suspicion.

“Well, he’s more open to me, but it’s obvious to see how much effort he tries to avoid me. Well, what can you do? I did technically kidnapped him and made him a hostage.” Law chuckled.

“While in my ship, no doubt. Reckless move, Ms. Ene. On a pirate submarine, surrounded by the ocean that you cannot swim in lest you want to sink. Weak, tired, such a surprising risk to take just to safely travel to a new island.”

Seras shifted in couch uncomfortably. She knew what was coming, what he was going to ask. She thought she had more time.

“W-well, desperate times call for desperate measures. Like you said, I was surrounded by pirates, what could I do?” Law turned around in his chair to look at Seras. Despite him being shorter than her, Seras felt like he was looking down at her, with his head on his hand, the usual smirk on his face. She was this close to throwing her book at it, maybe she will later.

“But your eyes told something else. While you had my crew mate by knife point, your eyes did not lie your emotions, Ene. You didn’t seem to be be scared, or even hesitant that you were threatening my crew. Like you were used to facing such danger, And here you are, part of a pirate crew. You accepted my offer without a blink. Any decent human would have been put back at the idea of joining an evil pirate. You seemed even happy at the prospect that you were on the run from the Navy.” Law pretended to put a finger on his chin, like his was actually putting the pieces together. Seras knew better, the man had his answer long before the conversion.

“Or perhaps you were on the run from the beginning. Yet you have no bounty, well from the Navy, that is.” Seras looked up, swallowing, trying to push down the feeling of dread. Her body felt heavy, she couldn’t move an inch. She wanted to run, hide away from the world, like she always did, but his eyes, they kept beckoning her to stay. She could not look away.

“Tell me the truth, Ene Seras, what are you running from?”

[aesp-inc]

One Piece OC Week, Days 1 & 2: Family/Truth

I’m totally cheating by combining the first 2 days, but hey, they kind of go hand in hand! Anyway, this is actually something I had written for the fanfic, but it happens a loooong way down the road.

"I think I've figured it out," she said quietly, her cold fingers digging into her palms. "But I want to hear you say it..." Mara's next words were barely audible, just a hint of uncertainty in them. "Are you my father?"

Van remained motionless, though his lips pursed at the question. He was silent for a moment, the suspense practically putting her on pins and needles. Just before she could open her mouth to demand a response from him, he moved to stand; slowly, as if he had all the time in the world. As if he were either savoring this moment or had been absolutely dreading it.

He turned to face her, wearing an unreadable expression, his features illuminated beneath the pale moonlight. When his eyes met hers, however, she could see that they held a certain softness within. It made her feel uneasy all of a sudden, and in that moment she felt an uncontrollable urge to stop the entire conversation. She could backpedal furiously, she could just walk away. Anything to block out whatever came next. Maybe she really didn't want to know after all. She'd been perfectly fine her entire life without knowing who her father was, hadn't she?

But there was no going back from what she had just set in motion. She helplessly watched the word form on his lips, frozen to her spot.

His reply seemed to resonate throughout the calm nighttime atmosphere.

"Yes."

Mara felt her heart sink. She'd been expecting it, but she still felt the shock as it struck her like a punch to the gut,  washing over her from head to toe. Her mouth went dry and she swallowed, trying to find her voice. He'd said it. He'd given her the answer she had asked for.

Impulse took over just then and before she could fully register what she was doing, Mara lunged forward. She threw all her weight into the punch as her fist shot forward. A loud 'crack' split the air when her knuckles connected with his jaw and Van immediately stumbled backward, nearly losing his footing.

"You're a liar," she seethed through clenched teeth, her hands still balled into fists at her sides. "You bastard! You coward! COWARD!!" She shouted again, starting toward him as though she wanted to hit him again, her face contorted in a sneer. "You knew and you just kept it to yourself! You're a selfish bastard and I want NOTHING to do with you! Just stay the hell away from me!!"

He said nothing. Even as he wiped the blood from his chin with the sleeve of his shirt, his gaze never left her. He watched her trembling fists and shaking shoulders as she turned her back to him and stormed off toward the house.

There was nothing to say. He had known she'd be angry. He knew she might never forgive him.

Van couldn't blame her.

[gaiaplantress]

One Piece OC Week Day 2: Truth

Day 1: Family (Miranda and Hamza)

In which Law attempts to talk to Nerina about waterbending, and she doesn’t want to talk about it as much.   (At this point Nerina is traveling with Law as she looks for the remains of the Whitebeard pirates)

Water swirled and whirled around Nerina as she stood on what passed for a desk on the submarine.  Practice was so much easier when they were surfaced.  Law tended to make a fuss when she tried to waterbend indoors.   Now she took a step, brought her hand down, the water settling, flowing in a wide ring around her.   She held it there for a moment, then shifted her stance, slowly bringing her arms and hands in, contracting the circle but never letting it drop below her waist.   Then she paused for a second, willing it to remained there, testing her concentration for a moment before she whirled, sending the water spiraling up around her, and then freezing it with a flick of her wrist.   It hung in midair for a moment, a fantastic glittering sculpture, before it plummeted out of the sky.   Nerina moved before it hit the deck, lunging and collapsing it back into a liquid that she flung into a wide arc out in front of the sub.  The sweep of water turned into spears of ice that slammed into the ocean, and she straightened up out of her stance.   "Impressive," a voice said from behind her, in a carefully even tone.   She glanced behind her in surprise. Last she had seen Law, he had been absorbed in a paper in his room. "Thanks?" she said uncertainly. "I'm surprised that you were even watching." "It's my ship," he pointed out to her, from where he was leaning by the open hatch.  "I think a captain should know what's happening on their own ship, don't you?" She gave a slight shrug, "well, yeah, but it's not like I didn't tell you I was going to practice."  Nerina turned away again and drew her sword.  "And I've been traveling with you for...what, two weeks now?  It's not like you've ever been particularly interested before now."   She took up a defense stance, drew in a slow breath to steady herself, then lunged forward, giving a great sweep with the blade.   A furrow appeared in the ocean right in front of the vessel, and a sheet of water went flying to the side.   "Because I wasn't that curious before," she heard Law say from behind her. "And now you are?"  She took a step, turned and slowly raised her sword.  A long, thin ribbon of water flowed up from the water on the side of the sub.  She turned, using her sword to guide it around her.   This was a trick that none of her original waterbending masters had been able to teach her since they hadn't been particularly interested in sword work.  She'd had to figure it out from old scrolls and stories passed down in the tribe.   As she turned she saw Law watching her a with a slight smirk on his face. "You haven't ever eaten a devil fruit, have you, Shiro-ya?"   The calm statement made her skip a beat, her water ribbon collapsing to the deck like rain as she stumbled over her own steps.  She took a wide step to regain her balance, then slow straightened herself up and turned to face him. She had known, at least on some level, that Law had automatically assumed her water bending was the result of a devil fruit ability.  A part of her had also realized that, as smart as Law was, he wasn't going to stay believing that forever.  He hadn't said anything else to her, but he was watching her with piercing eyes.  As if he was daring her to deny it.  There was a tiny voice that wanted too, as there always was, but she had long ago decided that trying to lie like that would just complicate everything.  Besides, she never had before, when she hadn't known what waterbending really was.   There was no point in starting now. So she just sheathed her sword and gave law a half smile. "It's not like I ever claimed I have," she said calmly, and swept out her hand, causing the water she had spilled on the deck to start sliding back in the ocean.  "It's not my fault if people just assume that.  I don't exactly have the time to correct anyone who might be wrong."  She cocked her head at him then, "but now I'm curious.  You sounded awfully sure when you said that.  What tipped you off?" Law pushed off from the wall and walked towards her, stopping a few paces away.  She couldn't tell if the slight frown on his face was just his normal grumpy expression or if he was annoyed she hadn't been more shocked.  "You jumped off the docks during that fight against the Marines at the last island, remember?  I've seen you manipulate water so you can walk on top  of it before, so I didn't question it."  He gestured at the ocean around them. "But this time I saw you actually go in the water.  You were treading water and you still managed to attack someone from that position.  Even if you had a devil fruit that could control water, you should wouldn't have been able to survive in the ocean like that."   He look another step near her.  "So, then just what are you, Shiro-ya?" He was close enough by now that she had to tilt her head back a little to see his face, since he was a full foot taller than her.  Still she looked away and concentrated on shooing the last of the water off the deck for a moment. "Are you asking if I'm a fishman or a mermaid?  Because if you are, then I'm sorry to disappoint.  I'm just a regular human, nothing that special." "Not that," Law said evenly, "I know you can't be using fishman karate.  Even that can't account for the way you can change water to ice, and last I checked there was no way that fishman karate would explain how you can heal with water.  So, there's something else going on here.  I want to figure out what that is." Nerina glanced up a Law's face for a moment, and couldn't tell if he was trying to be threatening or not.  Still, he was a little close for comfort, so she took a step back and started walking towards the bow. "I already told you," she called over her shoulder, "I'm a waterbender."  She turned around and leaned on the railing at the edge of the deck.  Having the water at her back was more than a little comforting. "Which means what exactly?" Law cross the deck and stood next to her, one hand on the railing.  She didn't look at him, just looked up, deciding exactly how much she wanted to answer.  If she outright lied then she figured Law was smart enough to pick up on it.  Telling him the whole truth was out too, since it sounded insane even when she thought about it and she was one the one it had happened to! "I was born into the Northern Water tribe," she said finally.  She would tell as much truth as she could.  Even Law probably wouldn't be able to guess at the rest of it. "It was a cold place.  Half the city was made of ice or snow.  Some of them people there are born waterbenders, like me.  We can manipulate water, and heal with it.   That's all it is." Law was staring at her now, in that way of his he got when he was looking at a particularly challenging puzzle. "And that's it?" "That's it," she said and stretch, "I had the fortune to be born like this, that's all." "Yet I haven't heard of a gift like yours before," Law said, "and you would think that someone, somewhere would have heard of a tribe that had that ability.  Even if it was only rumor, people would know it existed." Since Nerina had memories of her own long and fruitless search for any scrap of rumor or legend about people who could do what she did when she was with the Whitebeard pirates, she could only smile bitterly. "The ocean is a vast and mysterious place.  Even as smart as you are,  I doubt you know everything." Law made an annoyed sound, then he moved and braced his hands on the railing. "I think I know enough to know that you aren't telling me something." She stiffened automatically, then forced herself to relax.  "Do you think I'm lying to you then?" "No," the answer was a surprise to her, and she actually looked over at Law, to find him staring out over the ocean. "For some reason I don't think you've lied to me, but you and I both know that there are ways to fudge the truth without that."  He turned to look at her then. She chuckled and looked away. "Does this mean you're going to kick me off your ship?"  The words were said lightly, but there was a lump of lead settling in her stomach.  She still had no idea where the remains of her crew where, how they were doing, or even how many of them were still alive.  With the Straw Hat crew off on their own adventures, Law and his crew were the only people she really knew.  If he chased her off, then she would be left on her own again.  The thought terrified her.  Maybe, crazy as it sounded, she would have to tell him everything.  If only so that he would let her stay a bit longer. "I won't.  At least not yet," came the reply and her negative thoughts shattered.  She looked back ag him again, to find him smirking at her.  "You're usefully at least, and that strange sense of honor you got from Whitebeard means at least you won't outright betray me."  She didn't know whether to be touched or annoyed that Law had read that much into her.  There was also an unspoken remark hidden there. "And..?" Law shrugged, "You're slightly interesting.  I will figure out what else you're hiding, Shiro-ya, one way or another."  The grin he gave he was slightly challenging. She laughed and looked back up at the sky. "Go ahead, try all you like, I'm not stopping you.  Just remember that old saying, Law.  The 'Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction' one." "Because sometimes the truth really is a lot weirder than you could possibly imagine."

[riku-d]

OPOC Week Day 1:Family

So I had time (thank you gods) and I went and drew the Foul Females’ family.

The first one is of Seras and her twin brother Riley. Both lived in the slums of an island in the North Blue. Though times for them, but they managed to live and work together for so long. Riley was the arms while Seras was the brains. Like the stereotypical twins, they shared the same thoughts and ideas adn worked in synchronicity, despite their sight different in ability.

However, Riley gets found by the Marines while he was stealing food for Seras and the 2 never saw each other again. Seras thinks he’s dead, but as for what actually happened to him...well, you guys will find out soon enough -w-

The one on the top right is Lea and her grandmother. Her parents were exiled from the island because they did the taboo (no marriage between people of the North and South) Lea was left with her grandmother who took care of her for 6 years until she left for the civil war again. While together, Lea’s grandmother was the world to lea and spent every moment with her

However, as Lea grew older, her Gran insisted Lea on joining the war and forcing her to fight whereas Lea wanted nothing to do with the war. This caused a schism between them that lasted until the end of the war. Her Gran did everything she could to improve lea’s status in the Militia when Lea finally joined. Her goal was to make Lea the next Supreme Commander of the Cards Militia. Sad to say, when Lea deserted the island, her Gran had no choice but to name her as a traitor to the South.

When Lea came back, her Gran took her duty as a soldier first and went to hunt Lea down. Both went into a battle that Lea won and her gran accepted defeat and Lea’s choice for freedom. By the end of the war, things were better and although they are still not close, they both have reserved respect and love for each other.

The last one is of Ruth and her mom and dad. Her childhood was a very good and peaceful one. The island they lived in was one that was very pacifist and was not really warming to a gunsmith and former mercenary. However, that didn’t stop the 3 from being one of the closest families.

However, when Ruth was the age of 15, her mother was caught by the Marines. Because she didn’t want her husband and daughter to get involved. Mrs. Cota made the Marines agree that she would come with them quietly. From there, Ruth felt immense guilt for not shooting when given the opportunity to shoot. Her father went into grief, but continued to look after Ruth until she decided to work as a mercenary like her mother. 3 years later, her father disappeared from the island and has never been heard of. 

When Luffy went into Impel Down, he allowed Ruth’s mother to escape and search for Ruth. For a while, she stayed with Ruth and told her that she knew where her father was and to not worry, from there, Ruth’s mother left to join her husband in the Grand Line

[arinyarts]

OPOCWEEK Day 1: Family

Happy Radical Family!

My OC Crew Radical Squad:

Escomar Vitaly, Escomar Arin (Father + Daughter)

Warren Duke, Warren Tequila (Siblings)

Dog, Haekwon, Pide, and fabulous L Pablo.