三刀流

Affiliated Roleplay Blog for Roronoa Zoro from One Piece. Affiliated with Vraelgard.

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royaliste‌:

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🐏 》 ❝ I– I can defend myself! Really! ❞ Albeit poorly with no more than her trowel at hand, seeing him attack with such ferocity using a kitchen knife invalidates her excuses! Alas, willpower without strength is still insufficient; her attempt to deflect the beast fails, and she even manages to get him hurt in the process. ( How, she’s quite uncertain,but it surely happened during her tussle onto the ground. Did he end up compensating for her failure? )

          ❝ …! Just hold on a moment, I’ll patch you up right away! ❞ Without Mi’Lady at full power, the power of these ‘sages’ can be quite handy. Hopefully he’ll let her tend to that scratch on his arm.  ❝ …I’m sorry. ❞

The typically white plastic of the kitchen knife he’d been forced to wield was enveloped in a black essence. Armament Haki, the ability to focus his own fighting spirit into his strikes in order to lend them some strength. Though as it stood, he didn’t have much in the way of strength. He felt weaker here. Like something was weighing him down. It wasn’t just the fact that they’d taken his swords but all that hard training he’d done seemed like it didn’t mean jack here.

That’s probably what pissed him off most.

The beast managed to get a good strike in but not before he jerked his knife free of the thing’s skin and jabbed it into the damn thing’s eye socket, driving it as deep as it could go. It gave a terrible roar and shook free of him before barreling off in some random direction. Likely to terrorize someone else or lick its wounds. Zoro slumped to the ground, panting a little bit and furrowing his brow as he placed a hand over his wound tightly. He hadn’t been fast enough to spread Armament Haki there. Frustration got the better of him.

“Save your strength. I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse wounds before. Just need to rest for a second.” He glanced down at the “knife” in his hand with a bit of annoyance and gave a roll of his eye. “You’ve got nothin’ to be sorry for. Was bound to happen eventually against these damn things. If I had my swords it’d be a different story. You alright?”

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plumbacks‌:

“I’ve never felt so helpless in my entire life…” There’s only so much a normal girl like her can do when it comes to something as tragic as this.

“I want to do more, but… What else can I do?”

“Your job can just be making people feel calmer. These things will rip you to shreds if you’re careless. You wouldn’t be any use to anyone if you were dead, right?” He knew that not everyone had that fighting spirit in them or the ability to fight. Especially not creatures like the ones that were roaming the night right now. 

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@ulti1up​

“So we just have to go and get some stuff, right? That doesn’t seem too hard. Just stick close to me and when we see it, I’ll hold ‘em off while you gather it up. Sound fair?”

Though, anyone in their right mind who saw Zoro would think he wouldn’t be able to hold anything off, given that he was just holding a plastic kitchen knife. He didn’t even know who he was talking to, the girl just happened to be on her way to...well, somewhere. It wasn’t as though he knew where he was going.

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i’ll likely still continue the part 1 threads but like this if you want a part 2 event starter. cap is 2.

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oof i’ve been having a rough go of it, fam. really sorry about dropping the ball on the part 1 event threads.

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vinsfari‌:

“ I don’t recall asking for your input. You should look at yourself before giving unnecessary advice. ” Although Thorfinn preferred to have his two daggers on hand, he could make due without them and certainly refused to bother with the balloon knockoffs the gatekeepers gifted him upon arrival – and he could not fathom why the man troubled himself holding onto such a flimsy fake. “ Do you intend to fight with that? ” 

“I can make due with this. I already have since coming to this damn place. Worry about yourself.” Having a fight with some demon kid as well as going out nightly to test his mettle against the beasts that only came out at night. With his Haki available to him, he could actually make use of this plastic knife, though it wasn’t nearly as effective as his swords. But if he could effectively use this thing, he could consider that decent enough training. “Where are your weapons? Something’s better than nothing.”

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@shadowveils​

“Well, well. Look who decided to show up for the party. You sure it isn’t past your bedtime?”

He was more alluding to the young looks of the youth before him rather than his actual age, something Zoro didn’t know in the slightest. He was pretty young himself, after all. But given that he was a demon, Hiei was likely another beast entirely. Once more Zoro found his outfit torn to shreds and a few scratches here and there. But the knife was still in tact, and that was all that mattered.

“About time I found someone that I can team up with.”

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@vinsfari​

“Hey, kid. If you’ve got a weapon and can fight, you might wanna do that. But if not, you should probably head home. These things aren’t playing around and who knows what happens when these things get a hold of you.” While he struck an imposing figure, Zoro didn’t appear to be all that menacing...given that instead of a sword in hand, he was holding onto a plastic kitchen knife. What kind of joker did he think he was?

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@oddvineout​

“Y’know, if you’re not ready for a fight, you probably shouldn’t be out and about right now.” That being said, he technically wasn’t ready for a fight either. It was annoying because he really would’ve been ready for anything if it came down to it. But without his swords and armed with just a small plastic kitchen knife, he wasn’t feeling entirely confident in being able to kill whatever came his way.

[masterqifrey]

— No swords! It’s against the rules!

[toboldlymuppet]

did a lil zoro warm up

[usoppsweave]

for people who watch(ed) one piece.

do you remember at the beginning when zoro was like “bitch if i throw this cursed sword in the air, hold my arm out underneath the blade, and it doesn’t cut my arm off, it means this shit was meant for me so imma keep it” without batting an eyelash or breaking a single drop of sweat?? he was just like, imma take this damn sword fuck what yall think.

still one of the most metal things to ever happen in the series and you cannot fight me on it.

L I K E...

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ahogethief‌:

“What’s that supposed to mean, huh? I like guys, too!” that’s…not what was wrong with the statement, Titus.

that train of thought doesn’t get very far, though, as he’s now fixated on the other’s talk of a ship. he hadn’t been on a big ship since he was an infant, which he couldn’t remember anyway. “The ocean… Man, that’s admirable! Sounds like a whole bunch of fun, but I can’t swim really well, so if I fell over the side, it’d be real bad. Drinking on the deck sounds mighty enjoyable, though.”

“Calm down. I just meant you look like the type of guy to flirt with just about anything that moves. I know the type. I basically live with one.” And he sure as hell didn’t miss that idiot one bit. But this one seemed alright.

“You’d be in good company then. Where I come from there are people who ate mysterious fruits called Devil Fruits. As a result, anyone who ate it sink like a rock when it comes to sea water. Can’t move one bit because of it. My captain’s one of those devil fruit users. I can’t count how many times I’ve had to jump in and save him and the others who ate the fruit on the crew.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. He may have missed the others. Not that he’d admit that out loud. “I think you’d fit in pretty well. As long as you can deal with the fact that we’re pirates. Though not the run-of-the-mill variety.”

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shinatobc‌:

A rather random question perks the interest in the merman; this individual was someone he hasn’t meet as of today. It seems this world is getting more and more residents so to speak. “I do know a bar around here that would interest you.” He did slip by the place occasionally and a few times did he took a drink there but didn’t consume too much, knowing what happened the last time he did.  He liked the scenery at best, “Although, I have never met you before, are you perhaps new to the place?” 

“Great! I knew I had a good feeling about you.”

He didn’t. It was a neutral feeling more than anything. Given the lack of help he’d gotten from everyone else he tried to ask, he didn’t really expect much from anyone he asked. That way he wasn’t disappointed or anything when he didn’t get the answers he was looking for. Though he raised a brow as the other asked if he was new. “Huh? Is it that obvious or something?”

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youcantstopxme‌:

“Oh, i’m not saying i doubt you a single bit! I’m in complete agreement that we’re in the calm before the storm stage. Weather  an attack by supernatural forces.. or civil unrest coming from those areas in the mist..” cue her lips pressing together. “Well, we’ll just have to be on our toes, won’t we? But in the mean time, will you tell me of your ship? it sounds like you have quite a few tales.” 

“I’m sure our captain would be a better storyteller than I would. We’ve even got a professional liar on our ship who could probably tell you a thing or two. I’m not much for telling stories or anything. Depends on what you wanna hear.” He gave a shrug of his shoulders. He was a bit out of his element in that department. Someone like Robin or Brook might be better at telling about their adventures. Zoro wasn’t that type of person, typically. “I’m always ready for a fight though. So I say bring it on, whatever it is.”

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who wants a big strong swordsman with only a plastic knife to keep them safe during the event? like for a starter. cap is at 2. hiei need not apply because sword bros are def already gonna have one--

[vraelgard]

Save for the ticking of the clock on the mantleplace, the room is silent. A deep frown has etched itself on Princess Lilliana’s face as she looks at the files spread out in front of her. Missing persons reports, of nearly two dozen Terra citizens who had gone mysteriously missing between the hours of 11 p.m. to 3 a.m. Aside from the time of disappearance and last seen location–there is nothing they share in common. Not physical appearances, nor a pattern in names–nothing to indicate which of her citizens could be the next possible victim.

It’s as frustrating as it is terrifying.

Lilliana has always found life navigable by certain certainties. The Baron will be a pain in the behind. The Viscountess and Count will support her. Vraelgard is a small country–the nobles may not always get along, but they have their citizens’ best interests at heart. (Aside from the former Duke.) Her life–and her father’s–were shattered two years ago by betrayal and deceit. But since then, she had picked up the pieces, and continued on.

Vraelgard needed her then.

And they need her now, too.

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