damn, she is holding very nice, I didn't expect her to get 50 votes… it's really somethin
Gol D. Roger vs. Kalifa
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Wit? There was wit even though one was acting like a sterotypical blonde? Thinking Monster Chopper was Nami has to be the lowest point of her short stint.
For real? For me that was the funniest part about the fight! Yeah she's kinda dumb, but I laughed about it!
It was still loads better than the fanservice to me.
And Apforums…I'm very disappointed in you..."twodimensional" Kalifa got more votes than "ugly" Lola...
You can draw your own conclusion out of this...:getlost:And I liked the intro story! Even though it was a little bit too long (I had to scroll down three times or so) it was cool! Took some time and read it to the end!
Is that little girl a flashback version of Kalifa herself? XDSince I'm bored I wrote a Kalifa-intro-fanboy-special (with lots of grammar and spelling mistakes!) and lots of nekkid Kalifa ;)
[hide]"What a terrible day" Kalifa moaned as she entered her apartment.
She didn’t even close the door behind her but just threw herself on the couch with her last remaining powers.
First she had to go care for Lucci in the Hospital, who was in bad shape after the fight with Garp.
But he still had enough strength to threaten a nurse for giving him decaffeinated coffee.
Then Spandam called. On her private number! He dared to sexually harass her like that!
He babbled something about battles being moved up and one of the fighters going insane and killing innocent bystanders! It was a guy with long earlobes who started shooting thunderbolts at everyone.
What a mess… Somehow they were able to get him out of the arena, but she could still smell the stench of electrocuted meat on her clothes…There was only one way to get rid of it: A nice relaxing bubblebath!
Kalifa went to the bathroom and run herself a warm bath. She dimmed the lights, enkindled some scented candles and put on her favorite CD of Lion L. Richie. His deep growling voice would always make her forget about her troubles at work. It made her feel special…
Then she threw of her smelly CP9 uniform and enjoyed the hot, bubbly water."Ahhh, this is good…" Kalifa murmured and closed her eyes. Slowly she felt her muscles relax, the problems disappeared like Kaku’s self-esteem after this whole Giraffe incident in Enies Lobby...But she wouldn’t think about work now…It was time to think about something more pleasant:
Spandam, in court, begging for forgiveness. The judge was yelling at him and punishing him for all the sexual harassment."Yeah, that serves you right, douchebag!" Kalifa giggled to herself. Suddenly she heard another voice join in her laughter. She was sure she must have imagined it. But there it was again, a deep growling laugh. Slowly Kalifa opened her eyes and spotted the face of a grinning man directly in front of her.
"Hello, Miss! Don’t mind me, please. Just enjoy your bubblebath!" He spoke.
"What the hell are you doing in my bathroom! That’s sexual Harassment!" Kalifa yelled and jumped out of the bathtub hysterically.
"Who are you and what the hell are you doing here!?""I’m sorry. I haven’t introduced myself: My name is Roger. Your door was open, and I heard those terrible growling noises. Sounds like a lion was in here! So I just wanted to check if everything was fine. And please, Miss, could you wear a towel? It’s not like I’m complaining but you’re completely na…"
"Don't tell me what to do, that’s sexual Harassment!" Kalifa bellowed. The man fell silent and looked at her with his friendly, but somehow intimidating grin. Did he say his name was Roger? The agent took another look at the intruder. His messy hair, black moustache and piercing eyes looked awfully familiar. He almost looked like THE Gold Roger!
No, this can’t be… she really should have passed on the scented candles…they always made her feel trippy…
But whoever he was, she would teach him some manners!"Hey, wait" The man said with a calm voice
"Let's end this, fighting me would be really bad for you...I don't like to hurt Ladys. I give you some pity votes and leave and you just resume you bubblebath. Does that sound like a deal?""What...what are you talking about? Pity votes?" Kalifa stuttered.
"I'm Gold Roger, I just broke the fourth wall cause I'm incredible like that!" He winked and left the room "I'm off now! Thanks for the nice view, though! Have a nice evening beautiful lady!" Kalifa watched him leave and carefully closed the door behind him.
"Now that was...weird! I'll just forget it ever happened..." Kalifa murmured and went back to her relaxing bubblebath.
End...Oh yeah give some pity votes to Kalifa, m'kay? Cheers! Roger[/hide]
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^ so Kalifa got 4 more votes!? yeah like that's a huge margin! : D
And Lola's not ugly either….. just less attractive on the outside. : P
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Gotta go with Gold Roger at this point.
Sorry, Kalifa. You were a fun character at first, but after you went CP9 I liked your character less and less.
Just goes to show: You can't beat the king.
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Roger is so boring ;) Kalifa will receive my
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I'm sorry Camie-chan, but I don't like girls with mustaches..
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Since I'm bored I wrote a Kalifa-intro-fanboy-special (with lots of grammar and spelling mistakes!) and lots of nekkid Kalifa ;)
[hide]"What a terrible day" Kalifa moaned as she entered her apartment.
She didn’t even close the door behind her but just threw herself on the couch with her last remaining powers.
First she had to go care for Lucci in the Hospital, who was in bad shape after the fight with Garp.
But he still had enough strength to threaten a nurse for giving him decaffeinated coffee.
Then Spandam called. On her private number! He dared to sexually harass her like that!
He babbled something about battles being moved up and one of the fighters going insane and killing innocent bystanders! It was a guy with long earlobes who started shooting thunderbolts at everyone.
What a mess… Somehow they were able to get him out of the arena, but she could still smell the stench of electrocuted meat on her clothes…There was only one way to get rid of it: A nice relaxing bubblebath!
Kalifa went to the bathroom and run herself a warm bath. She dimmed the lights, enkindled some scented candles and put on her favorite CD of Lion L. Richie. His deep growling voice would always make her forget about her troubles at work. It made her feel special…
Then she threw of her smelly CP9 uniform and enjoyed the hot, bubbly water."Ahhh, this is good…" Kalifa murmured and closed her eyes. Slowly she felt her muscles relax, the problems disappeared like Kaku’s self-esteem after this whole Giraffe incident in Enies Lobby...But she wouldn’t think about work now…It was time to think about something more pleasant:
Spandam, in court, begging for forgiveness. The judge was yelling at him and punishing him for all the sexual harassment."Yeah, that serves you right, douchebag!" Kalifa giggled to herself. Suddenly she heard another voice join in her laughter. She was sure she must have imagined it. But there it was again, a deep growling laugh. Slowly Kalifa opened her eyes and spotted the face of a grinning man directly in front of her.
"Hello, Miss! Don’t mind me, please. Just enjoy your bubblebath!" He spoke.
"What the hell are you doing in my bathroom! That’s sexual Harassment!" Kalifa yelled and jumped out of the bathtub hysterically.
"Who are you and what the hell are you doing here!?""I’m sorry. I haven’t introduced myself: My name is Roger. Your door was open, and I heard those terrible growling noises. Sounds like a lion was in here! So I just wanted to check if everything was fine. And please, Miss, could you wear a towel? It’s not like I’m complaining but you’re completely na…"
"Don't tell me what to do, that’s sexual Harassment!" Kalifa bellowed. The man fell silent and looked at her with his friendly, but somehow intimidating grin. Did he say his name was Roger? The agent took another look at the intruder. His messy hair, black moustache and piercing eyes looked awfully familiar. He almost looked like THE Gold Roger!
No, this can’t be… she really should have passed on the scented candles…they always made her feel trippy…
But whoever he was, she would teach him some manners!"Hey, wait" The man said with a calm voice
"Let's end this, fighting me would be really bad for you...I don't like to hurt Ladys. I give you some pity votes and leave and you just resume you bubblebath. Does that sound like a deal?""What...what are you talking about? Pity votes?" Kalifa stuttered.
"I'm Gold Roger, I just broke the fourth wall cause I'm incredible like that!" He winked and left the room "I'm off now! Thanks for the nice view, though! Have a nice evening beautiful lady!" Kalifa watched him leave and carefully closed the door behind him.
"Now that was...weird! I'll just forget it ever happened..." Kalifa murmured and went back to her relaxing bubblebath.
End...Oh yeah give some pity votes to Kalifa, m'kay? Cheers! Roger[/hide]
LMFAO!!! Too hilarious!!! Lion L. Richie. XDDD
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Wow. This is our least-talked about match so far, and I really can't blame the fine peoples of AP. Kalifa is a boring character after her true identity is revealed and there's not much to say about the Pirate King.
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He's the freaking Pirate King, what more needs to be said?
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"Soru! Geppou! Rankyaku!" Flying and flipping through the darkness as best as possible, Kalifa threw herself through the unknown, not even knowing if any of her attacks would touch, let alone hit, that mysterious man she thought she saw. Maneuvering with high speed before throwing out another kick-based Rokushiki attack, she couldn't hear anything but the wind of her own movements as she fought with a combination of determined courage and inescapable fear. After throwing several Rankyakus in succession hoping she had hit something, the glasses-wearing CP9 female landed in the unknown darkness hoping for something. But all she could hear was the laughter of the rough man with the dark mustache.
"Is that all you've got, girl?" he spoke as Kalifa tried to catch a quick breath before launching another attack. "Your attack may seem impressive to a rookie, but I've felt much worse pain come from a punch given to me by my first mate!"
"Why you…" Kalifa felt her anger starting to bubble as she heard the mocking coming from the disembodied voice. "If that's how you want it, then have a bit of this..." As she seethed, the suds of many bubbles began to gather around her body, covering the surface of her arms and legs. She didn't even remember why she was here anymore, she just wanted to shut 'him' up for peeving off her pride and his contempt for the World Government and it's agents. Launching herself into a Soru with the bubbles still covering her arms and legs, she let the speed of her movement disperse the suds throughout the entire alleyway, covering up every location that she hits. She didn't know if she would touch the mysterious man, but she had to at least see if it would give her something to work with.
"Golden Hour!" she announced as the bubbles covered the entire dark alley, spraying around willy-nilly without any rhyme or reason. The slender passage filled up with soap as she reached the end of the darkness, before using a Soru/Geppou combination to backtrack to her former position. Suds continued to be emitted from her body as she readjusted her glasses hoping she would see something that would show a sign that she successfully hit him. But as the bubbles popped and floated away from her, the gruff laughter began to echo through the alley once again.
"So you use a Devil Fruit power too alongside your government training. You may not be as dumb as I thought you were before...but you're still a dumb, reckless agent for a suppresive world order. I don't see how anyone could fear you if you keep throwing out attacks like this." The voice continued to mock Kalifa, pushing her buttons further until she couldn't stand hearing it any more. Her pride both as a government agent and as herself was being pushed further and further by the mysterious man and she just wanted to take care of it so no one would ever have to put up it again.
"Knock it off you...I don't even know! I just want you to go away, whether it takes all night or you just do so right here and now! I don't care who you are or how powerful you and your legacy is, I just want you to go away! I'm not dying tonight" Bubbles started to gather around the blond agent once again, lathering around her sides within a sudsy protection. Slowly the bubbles seemed to flow away from most of Kalifa's body, gathering together around one particular point at the tip of her finger. A determined look appeared on the secretary's face as she gave off a small smile, even with a bit of the fear of the unknown against that strange man in the dark alleyway. She didn't know how this was going to work, but she was determined to try it.
"Shigan Whip: Roadshow Hour!" Concentrating all of the bubbles from her body, Kalifa transformed them into a long, flexible bubble whip similar to her Thorn Road that she used at one time during her Water 7 infiltration. The whip seemed at first to fly out directly similar to her piercing Rokushiki attack Shigan, but soon she began to fling it around in the air, giving it further flex and power. The whip quickly started to fly in every direction within the darkness, hitting nearly every direction that Kalifa flung it in both piercing whatever it hit and coating it in the soft bubbles it was made out of. Any bubbles that popped within the whip were rapidly replaced by more bubbles from the CP9 agent's body, allowing for the whip to keep consistantly the same length! For over a minute, the blond threw the whip as quickly and as hard as she could, keeping it moving so that anything and everything would be affectively hit by the bubbles. Yet aside from the sounds of the flying bubble whip, no sounds were released from anywhere around her, as if "he" seemed to have obediently stood there taking one attack after another. Yet though she didn't know how "he" took it, the entire narrow zone was quickly slicking up, revealing the territory of the match even amidst the dark trapt hat she had been held in.
Eventually after a minute of attacking, Kalifa finally decided to stop the attack to see what her final results was. She had some slight doubts but figured that she did enough that perhaps, in some way, she had taken care of 'him' appropriately. The bubbles from her Shigan finger popped away and she caught her breath, hoping that it handled 'him' in some manner of speaking. For a moment, there was nothing in the alley except the breath of the winded female, trying to take in using such a demanding attack against an opponent who literally was "nothing". The slick soap that had slowly covered the alley vanished away, leaving nothing but the CP9 agent in the darkness. She felt the fear slowly rise up again as she felt her shortened breath begin to steady once again and the forms she created dissapear back into darkness. Was it successful, she thought as she continued to hear nothing but the deep breath trying to reclaim itself in her lungs and allow her a better chance to live. But, just as she had nearly steadied herself once again, that gruff, horrible voice began to speak once more:
"I see I've tormented you enough for one night, girl. As I've seen, the age of dreams that I inspired is still alive and well...as long as there are people like you around to not get in the way of the greatest dreamers. Truth shall always be known and dreams will become reality while your so-called 'absolute justice' remains blind to the reality of the world. But though I may pass for the moment, my legacy will live on."
"Legacy? Truth? Dreams? What are you talking about!? Who are you anyway?" Kalifa questioned as she tried to speak out in the darkness. She was horrified that the "voice" seemed to survive in tact even after giving it everything she had, but the words that he spoke seemed to continue on and on like before, tormenting her pride both as a government agent and in her belief in absolute justice. Screaming out once more with a demanding "WHOOOOOOOO!", the voice began to speak once more as a form began to emerge from the darkness.
"If you really want to know who I am, then you should look around and see what you can. My suggestion is to start reading up on that day twenty-two years ago and work your way back to the dawn of this world. I also suggest looking at the brave and noble men who sail the seas, free to do what they want and follow their own dreams to their death, just like I had. And if you're really interested, then find my treasure..." As he spoke, the form seemed to appear in the alley in the direction Kalifa first came in as it seemed to begin lightening once again. The tall figure in the long-sleeve jacket that seemed to appear in the flash started to show himself once again, messy hair, messy mustache and all. But this time as he stared right towards the CP9 female, there was one particular feature that she realized for the first time: the man was smiling a devilish smile, large with white teeth gleaming through like he had not one regret in his world. The force that was eminating before seemed to blast out greater than ever as the man walked right towards Kalifa, speaking out his last words:
"THEN YOU'LL KNOW THE TRUE LEGACY OF GOL D. ROGER!" The mysterious figure began to laugh manaically, each guffaw pulsing towards Kalifa like another surge of power holding her back and suppressing her right where she stood! And as he laughed, the figure slowly vanished away, fading piece by piece starting from his arms and legs, moving down his torso and head until nothing but that horrific, devilish smile stared right towards her before it too vanished into thin air.
As she stood there, frozen and emotionally drained after her ordeal with not a piece of her body anywhere near movement, Kalifa had no idea what to say or do. She had just been through the most horrific incident of her life and didn't know whether to scream or to just lay down and cry where she stood. Her entire body was entirely devoid of any motion or movement except small beads of sweat glistening from her soap-making power. But not only was she shocked and confused, frozen and horrified by her ordeal that evening, her mind seemed to hold one question in her head as she stood there almost ready for a nervous breakdown: who was Gol D. Roger anyway? Sure she had heard the name but her own slight stupidity seemed to forget everything that was said and why he was making a big deal about things such as "truth" and "dreams".
Turning her head around for a moment to maybe get an answer, Kalifa saw something rather familiar where she stood. It was an old, ratty notebook that somehow looked very familiar to her from where she stood. She remembered glimpses in her head of the small girl with the hairband and glasses who was looking for a notebook before her encounter with the bizarre being of the alley, but the notebook just felt too familiar to her, as if she saw it before many years ago. Getting enough energy to maneuver towards the end of the alley, she picked up the book, dusting off some of the dirt that had collected on top of it and trying to page through it after years of wear and tear. The first page that she could read by the time she started heading back towards the streets was written in something akin to her handwriting:
"Gold Roger (didn't he say "Gol D.", she thought reading that), the "Pirate King", had achieved it all. Wealth, fame and power had all been his..."
By the time she returned to the station CP9 had at the tournament grounds, she prepared an entry for Spandam on the incident of the night. It read like this:
"Duty log: kept watch over pirate celebrations through town. Encountered an unknown enemy, gave chase but was too much for me to handle. Potentially dangerous and still at large." Kalifa still felt spooked by her encounter and decided to make as little mention of the spirit as possible. Likewise, she told Spandam that she offiicially withdrew from the tournament, her excuse being that it was harrassment that she would have to fight all these males.
Victory to Gold Roger!
Ending by Tokoro Ataru.