[Kogashi] The Forged Pirates [Pirates]

Names: Peperocino Scandinavia, AKA Pepe the Anarchist

Role: First mate, Navigator

Race: Human (and they wish people would stop thinking they’re some Fishman-Mink hybrid)

Gender: Male

Age: 30

Bounty (For Pirates): 90,000 Beri. Anti-World Government sentiments, organizing leading and taking part in unapproved protests against World Government and World Government acknowledged rulers, and knowingly and with willingness of forethought giving aid to Anti-World Government forces including pirates

Pink hair, both slicked back and piled up, some of it falling to the right side, while shaved into purple stripes on the left side of his head.
5’8”, lean body, mostly built for running their toosh off than hitting anyone hard.
A sheer undershirt covered with a leather half-vest, helpfully held in place with belts, black gloves, white pants, and comfortably snug shoes.
A strange gold ‘lock’ like collar with the feathered top of the vest’s neckline, with two small gold loops attached to the lock’s front.
A very makeup heavy, and non-standard-structured face, while leads many people first seeing it to think they saw some kind of fishman or mink hybrid yet undiscovered

General Personality: Friendly and casual, they are rarely without some form of smile on their face, even when facing those they hate. While they have serious plans on their mind, they never let that seep out and distract those around him. They would only share their deeper thoughts or unhappy feelings to a value few, and even then, only after several hours of drinking. While they can admire the beauty of them, they are not into women. Their passions are freedom, ‘good vibes’, the ideals of everyone having equal say in their society, cream desserts, and knocking those on the pillars of authoritarian rule down to the lowest dips of hell. They loath most forms of top-down governance (even those where the people say they’re happy), any nation where people do not have enough to get by with, The World Government, and people who say ‘there’s nothing to be done’.

Combat Style: He has to rely on stabbing eyes, grabbing throats, generally hitting below the belt. They would go for something more refined and technical if not, again, for the fact that they are not a powerhouse and never really had the build for one. They will gladly make use of any weapon handed them if it meant making it out alive, be it a gun, a bomb, or even dangerous chemicals. Or, as more often the case, having someone else handle the fighting. They are more than willing to tell others, they are built more for running than fighting.
They do have a talent for dodging things, an alertness and awareness of around them grown from years of meditation, they chalk it up to, but also a sense for where hostility is coming from. Though they more use this for navigating.

Known History: A traveler from the South Blue originally from, he claims, a normal family, facing the normal oppressions and hardships born of not being nobles in a South Blue kingdom. They were not the worst off, but they did not have much sway, and often prayed and hoped for something better, for a drastic change. And then the new age of pirates came, and everyone spoke of a change to come. Five years after that, the only thing to change was Pepe’s family were dead. They were caught protesting against a ruler’s inhumane actions, and experienced it firsthand. Pepe had kept their legacy alive since then, wandering the seas, sparking protests, working to undermine the oppressive and uncaring World Government, and keeping those he did rope in safe to some degree after.
However, as much as the power of the people can pull off, materials for signs, doctor’s fees and cost of meals, and gunpowder, all cost money. And the bigger the organized protest the more costly. So, their next step was a planned heist at a casino off in the West Blue. However, as they were casing the place, and making their plans, Pepe’s attention was caught by a 4-foot-tall swordsperson seeking more than just wealth. Their plans that night lined up beautifully, now Pepe just needs their ideology to line up as well.

Family Tree: “Mr and Mrs Scandinavia” is all Pepe will say

Names: Grijs (pronounced like Gir-ig-s)

Role: Commando

Race: Mink (Husky Wolfhound mix)

Gender: Male

Age: 26

Bounty (For Pirates): 25,000 Beri. Escaped slave, aiding piracy, aiding political radical

6’1”, muscular build, grey fur topped with a head of messy brown ‘hair’, down to his neck.
Red, angry eyes, sharp nails at the end of his fingers, a very fluffy tail, though the fur layers are unevenly.
Wears a tight, black top. Green-ish brown camo pants, several pouches all over, and refuses to wear shoes since his freedom. Also wears black fingerless gloves, bandages over the slave brand on his right arm.

General Personality: Not too surprising given his situation, but Grijs is moody, cynical, and socially adverse. He is easy to provoke, and the last to lower their guard in a group. He is sensitive both about his having been a slave, and how ‘un-mink-like’ he is, having never known what Minks are meant to be like socially or culturally. Has a dulled sense of smell and taste, so when they do eat, they want it to be heavily flavored. As a slave he didn’t have much time to consider major questions that other Minks might have, like what he thinks about his race’s situation, his political leanings, how much importance puts to Zou Island, or even if his parents are still alive. He keeps a list of such major questions, or new ones that come to his mind, to consider on longer uneventful nights. He despises shoes, sandals, flip flops, socks, or anything that covers one's feet.

Combat Style: While no one dared be kind in doing so, Grijs is trained in gun use and close quarters combat for his job as a bodyguard. Specifically, he is trained in handgun, rifle, hand-to-hand, and knife combat, but has shown a knack for quickly picking up how most any firearm works, hand held, mounted, or installed. When in shoot out his vision can get narrowed, to fully focus on the target in question, which is where his heightened sense of hearing come into play to help him not get ambushed or snuck up on so easily. For close quarters he tends to stick to using a rather large combat knife. He can fully fight without a weapon, hut it’s not his strongest.

Devil Fruits:

Known History: Born into slavery, Grijs never had time to know his parents, instead knowing only his handlers and the few other mink slaves with him for his early years. Was 8 when he was sold to a ‘legitimate business man’ setting himself up in a new casino town. At first, the owner just needed the labor but soon the grey furred mink showed some skill for fighting and, more importantly, shooting to save their own life. As he lived there, and the Casino grew in splendor and use, Grijs had to dull his senses some way. For his eyes and years, sunglasses and earplugs were enough, but for his sense of smell, he was given an experimental drug which, in turn, permanently damaged his sense of smell and taste. He was 26, when the swordsperson Vana walked in to the casino, and began their attack. The guards had no idea they’d be a danger, as the sword they used to cut through the guards and hired muscle was made of wood. Between their march to the head office, and some other terrorist seeming to work alongside them, Grijs and Vana did not have to wait long to have a standoff. Even with his dulled senses, the radiating rage and bloodlust from this 4-foot-tall swordsperson was unmissable. Grijs just had no idea, that it was purely aimed at his owner, until they dived pass Grijs’s shot, and cut the owner down.

Family Tree: “not…sure.”