Creative Crew Writing Competition: FINISHED

Creative Crew Writing Competition

Welcome to One Piece Memories competition, this is a creative crew writing competition. We would like to give the you, the users a chance to write up a short story of a crew. It can be any crew one you are part of or any other random crew you just like. So have fun with it. Try and keep it as close to the character's personalities too, if you can. You'll earn more points for doing so.

The Winner will be listed here and gain a grand prize of 100,000 Beli

Runner up prize will be 50,000 Beli. Still not a bad prize.



You must post your entries below and if you don't they will not be counted.
Plagiarism will be discounted.
If it contains strong offensive language or images please place it in a spoiler.

This competition's winner will be decided by votes so everyone including myself can join in. When voting using this template please.

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[b][color=DeepSkyBlue]1st Place[/color]:[/b] Put here who you think should be in first place.
[b][color=DeepSkyBlue]2nd Place[/color]:[/b] Put here who you think should be in second place.
[b][color=DeepSkyBlue]3rd Place[/color]:[/b] Put here who you think should be in third place.

1st place will count for 3 points.
2nd place will count for 2 points.
3rd place will count for 1 point.

The user with most points will win this competition. Remember guys vote for the story you think is best and not because they're your friend.

Closing date for this competition is 31st May.

Good Luck!

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The sound of seagulls and the waves bashing against the hard rocky fortifications were more than enough to stir one from sleep, but a hangover and it was almost murder. The scent of the sea was nauseating and the sound of a dozen birds screaming felt like a dagger impaling itself in one's scalp. Slowly sitting up and peering towards the window and its long thick black bars the red haired demon sat with her back against the wall and raised her hands to her face.

"Fucking birds." she muttered quietly in a much darker tone thanks to her previous night of drinking like she always did. She didn't remember much of it, but she knew one thing. It had been a bloody good night, until--- well she was sure it was good until she drew a blank, but that might've just been because she blacked out. Looking around she noticed a shitty rusty metal bunk bed. Paper thin sheets and a cardboard pillow. Standing up she could feel her body weak from the sea stone around her wrists and the effects of the Imp's Piss she'd been drinking the night before still writhing throughout her system.

(Imp's Piss - This drink can either be served as a wine or cocktail. With the cocktail it just has a pineapple slice on the glass & ice in it. Without its just a simple drink. This drink is a bright vibrant orange coulor with a yellow tint around the edges. It has 5% alcohol in it and tastes like a slightly bitter mango.)

Seems a good thirty of these and Jun Kinzoku better known to marines by the name of "The Demon Drunk" was caught up in a bar fight.

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Jun Kinzoku
Demon Drunk Kinzoku

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The Dog Ears Shipwright
• Hana Hana no Mi User
• Experienced Sailor
• Shipbuilding & Maintenance Knowledge
• Strength

Turned out she'd been so obsessed with trying to prove how manly she was all that she'd managed to accomplish was was trashing the bar she'd been in and sending all of its patrons to A&E.

Upon leaving the bar though, she was caught off guard by a sudden pair of sea stone handcuffs clinking into place around her wrists. Clamping shut around her wrists she suddenly felt weak and the booze didn't help. Hitting the floor she rolled around trying to slink away like a caterpillar. Drooling as she struggled she was stopped when a foot laid itself down on her back.

In the cell beside her was the man she loved spending time with, a real man's man, a guy who could hold his liquor and match Jun drink for drink and then some.

Running a hand through the hair on his chin then the pinkish hair on his head, the old timer could feel his stomach growling from the night before.

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Lyceum Tate
Doctor Dope

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The Dog Ears Doctor
• Dexterity
• Knowledge about drugs
• Surgery Style
• Stitch-Up Style

He could remember more of it than Jun, but even so like Wynter's facial hair it was patchy. He remembered arriving to celebrate the recent defeat of Captain Tugg the infamous naval soldier who they said couldn't ever be killed. Having survived over 100 wars and having a scar from each one to prove it, he may have been invincible but he certainly wasn't unbeatable.

Last they knew, Wynter left him lying aboard the Sky's Limit. (Captain Tugg's Marine ship.)

Remembering arriving at the Three Headed Hound with the entire crew and an already slightly tipsy Jun, Lyceum got the first round in whilst the crew took up a booth in the back of the bar. It had been lively filled with good cheer and a few terrified patrons when Wynter made his toast to the life of piracy and following in Roger's footsteps.

Sitting around the table however he was happy to see them chugging down their drinks heartily.

A Lucifer's Eyeglass for Lyceum. (This is a simple whiskey which has 15% alcohol in it.) for Murii a Blue Mother Fucker or she sometimes liked to joke Wynter. A sex on the beach for Rudy, for Snow a Sticky Nipple, and that was just because of the name. (Made from the juices of all the fruits mixed together this is a cider. If left exposed to air it will become hard and perfect for a lolly. It has 8% alcohol in it and gets its name from men kissing strippers after drinking it. It leaves their lips sticky.) Jun was finishing her bottle of rum and then had three Imp's Piss sitting in front of her in cocktail glasses. Roderick sat with a Lucifer's Eyeglass (This is a simple whiskey which has 15% alcohol in it.) whilst Phiola sat with a simple orange juice being too young to drink. Sitting at the head of the table, Wynter sat with an Imp's Piss.

The group were bruised, battered and bandaged up now after the fight thanks to Lyceum, now the only thing left to do was heal and enjoy the effects of alcohol on their aching bodies. Enjoying each other's company as Snow sucked down his Sticky Nipple and laughed at its name every few seconds, Lyceum placed an arm around Phiola making sure she was ok. She felt like the daughter he'd never had.

Jun was enjoying a chat with Murii about who knows what, probably shoes, whilst Rudy, Roderick & Wynter were busying playing some idiotic game that involved their drinks, loose change and drinking.

Rubbing his stomach, Lyceum was busy trying to calm himself down and stop himself from throwing up. Little did he know though, that currently he was lying on the top bunk of a prison cell bunk bed. Nor did he much care. It wasn't exactly one of his greatest concerns, he'd been in worse situations than this before. When he felt a little better he'd sort out an escape, but for the time being he'd rather stay in place.

On the opposite side of the compound the green haired marksman was freaking out. A horrific scream lets his lips from the second he woke up. Thankfully he wasn't hung over, but he was in terror as he'd woken up to find something he'd never expected. Lying perfectly still on his bottom bunk with tears rolling down his cheeks, Rudy didn't want to move. Holding his mouth open wide and refusing to move at all, he felt a long slightly hairy leg reach out of his mouth on to his lip.

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Rudy Michaels
Shrieking Shooter Rudy

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The Dog Ears Marksman
• Noko Noko no Mi
• Marksmanship

Sitting on Rudy's tongue at the current time was a tarantula.

Only Rudy.

Slowly crawling out and down his cheek, Rudy still remained frozen, not daring move a millimetre. Remaining on his face, Rudy just wanted to die right now and be done with this. Closing his eyes as the spider crawled towards it, he felt the creature's hairy legs move all over his face and finally when he felt nothing he remained still for another five minutes just to be sure.

Feeling nothing he leapt off of his bed and stood dead centre. He was NOT letting that happen again. Rushing to the sink which was cracked, Rudy washed his face and mouth with the water that came gushing out. His heart was beating wildly within his chest. Feeling the sea stone cuffs on his wrists, Rudy realized he couldn't use his powers, but he didn't feel all that weak. Useless but not weak. The alcohol didn't quite have the desired effect on him. Peering out through the bared window he realized his location and screamed again. He couldn't be in prison! He had a revolution to be part of! Slumping against the wall and sliding down it, Rudy remembered the spider and leapt back up and made his way to the centre.

Standing up and remaining vigilant he started to remember last night.

After winning the game and forcing Wynter & Roderick to drink up he'd got the next round of drinks in, after Snow had tripped him up. But Jun had his back, she'd sprouted a hand beside Snow's face and gave him a nice slap. He'd noticed at the bar there was a drink called the Pirate's Luck.

(This drink is a shot, it is a leprechaun green and has a golden edible shoe horse in it. The drink has 30% alcohol in it.)

Buying eight of these, Rudy carried them back to the table on a tray making sure to avoid any loose feet. He didn't want to trip with these in hand. He liked the sound of the drink and the myth. He figured it'd be a fun thing to try. Setting the tray down on the table, Rudy made his way back to his seat whilst the group stared at the drinks a little confused.

"Rudy what the fuck, we wanted proper drinks not shots!" Snow blurted out saying pretty much what everyone was thinking.

"Hold up Snow, we don't yet know why he got us these, or why he got eight of them." Turning to face Rudy, Lyceum raised an eyebrow curiously clearly pondering about Phiola.

"Rudy you know Phiola can't drink!"

"I love shots!" Wynter exclaimed as he lifted one up and was about to drink it with a grin plastered on his face. Reaching for the shot, Rudy snatched it from his hand and placed it back down again somehow managing not to spill it.

"Look t-t-there's apparently a legend behind this drink."

Straight away this caught Phiola & Roderick's attention. leaning in a little closer they couldn't wait to hear the story behind it.

"Alright well tell us this tale then." Lyceum said as he heard Jun slurping up her third Imp's Piss.

"These drinks are called Pirate's Luck, because it dictates your luck in the future. L-like if your going to be successful or a failure."

"How?!" Jun questioned finding the whole prospect a little ridiculous.

Shooting her a glare Lyceum replied.

"You're already drunk aren't you Jun?"

"NO!" she roared before indicating with her fingers. "Well maybe. Little bit."

"According to the bartender if you drink it and it tastes nice, you're going to live a long prosperous life, your going to be successful and happy. If not, well you've got a great misfortune coming your way."

"So if I drink this and it tastes good I'm destined for greatness and if it tastes nasty, I'm doomed?"

"Pretty much."

"I don't need a drink to tell me I'm destined for greatness." Snow replied.

Picking up the same shot as before Wynter stood up.

"Come on guys, lets all do it. I mean its just a myth right?"

Agreeing the crew all stood up each lifting a shot.

"To the future"

"To family"

"To booooooze!"

"To good health"

"T-to good fortune"

"To inspirational people"

"To freedom"

"To me!"

Turning to look at Snow for a proper toast everyone but Jun who at this point was struggling enough as it was standing, they waited for a proper toast.

"Alright, alright. To us."

Smiling as he remembered this, Rudy was happy to remember such an important moment in his life. The moment when him and his best friends all made a toast about their future, being friends family and inspiring each other, just like Wynter inspired him to be brave and run headlong into danger. Specially after their first encounter on the island of Pirguru.

On level two of this old prison below Rudy's room was the room of the egotistical pervert who'd been placed in a straight jacket to avoid him creating a strong enough current. Clearly someone had been watching him during the fight last night. Struggling to get out of the straight jacket thanks to his wings he muttered quietly to himself.

"This is just Christmas for me all over again."

Last Christmas aboard the ship, Snow had been made a sweater by Phiola for a present. Turned out after putting it on, he couldn't get the thing off. Spent half the day rolling around the deck in it swearing before he had to tear it to shreds with his talons.

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Snow Mitsuki
Black Wing Snow

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The Dog Ears Inventor | Scout
• Cybernetics Knowledge
• Explosives Expert
• Black Wing Style
• Resilience
• Flying

Sitting against the back wall on the floor wrapped up, Snow sighed. He hadn't the greatest night sleep and for some reason his head was killing him. Standing up and attempting to stretch he remembered he was restrained and grunted. He'd almost drunk as much as Lyceum last night, but seems he wasn't able to, as he tried remembering all that came to his mind was a black screen. He'd blacked out, but would never admit it. Wandering over towards the mirror to make sure he didn't look too rough, he caught sight of something that explained to him pretty clearly just what he'd been doing last night. Smiling with glee his face shone reflecting the little sun light that shone in through the barred window.

Littering Snow's face was glitter from the strippers of the Gentleman's club, better known as Full Moon's. He paused trying to remember the night and all that came to him was a stage, brilliant bright lights shining either side of his vision, women screaming, men booing, beli notes all over the stage and the sound of Lyceum's laughter. That was when it hit him. And by that I mean a bottle which broke over his head upon impact.

He'd woken up outside with no pants on. But he hadn't had any on when he was on stage either. But there was a full moon in display.

Looking down, Snow realized he still didn't have pants on, well not his own at least. Instead he was wearing Lyceum's doctor's coat fashioned into a pair of pants. Sitting back down he nodded to himself.

"Still in the top ten" he'd had worse nights with more embarrassment, this one at least had women in it so it was still good. Sitting back down where he'd previously been sat, Snow didn't realize the tarantula which crawled down the wall behind him and into Lyceum's coat. He was just relieved he hadn't done anything to mess things up with Murii or Jun.


Lying motionless in the cell next door with Phiola, the plushie Roderick was as good as dead. That is as long as sea stone was in contact with him. Holding on to her loyal best friend who stared back through cold dead eyes, Phiola held his tightly to her chest.

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Phiola May
Pitch perfect Phiola

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The Dog Ears Musician
• Duo Fighting Skills
• Absolute Pitch
• Virtuoso

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Roderick
Rampant Rabbit Roderick

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The Dog Ears Cook
• Hito Hito no Mi User
• Duo Fighting Style
• Culinary Skills
• Strength

He'd always been there for her looking after her. He'd been her friend when she was at home and denied the chances to be a normal child. They'd both one been so alone. Roderick had been wandering for years searching for a friend after being forgotten about. It had hurt, but not kept him down. Not like the sea stone which clung to his wrists at the current time. Holding him in her lap, Phiola noticed a slight tear on Roderick's torso, Phiola could see some stuffing escaping and held him tighter.

She remembered the very first time she'd seen him when she was nine. She'd picked him up for a birthday present not knowing what he really was and Roderick had made a point of becoming friends with her. It was funny what loneliness did to someone. She remembered the fear which had surged through her body as he introduced himself too.

"Hello I am Roderick, I waited sooo long to see youuu!"

She's screamed at the top of her lungs terrified at the sudden shock of a walking talking plushie toy.

But now here they were both members of a pirate crew living the lives they'd always dreamt of. Seeing the beauty of the world from such sights as Skypiea & Water 7.

He'd always talked about the outside world and how amazing it was out there, she'd wanted so badly to see it all she'd risked his life. Even though she felt awful about it, Roderick wanted for her to live the life she deserved and would do anything for that. He now had a friend and he wouldn't lose her because society said so.

Feeling a tear roll down her cheek, Phiola held Roderick tighter closer to her chest. She just wanted someone to hug back right now and since the rest of her adopted family weren't in reach the motionless plushie body of Roderick would be have to do, she just wished he'd hug her back like he used to when she was scared.

Phiola's tear touched upon Roderick's smiling face, something he'd never wanted to feel upon his soft skin. A tear from his first very best friend that he'd do anything for.

Remembering the night before Phiola didn't like how bad things had gotten, but she remembered seeing just how much her friends did love her and care for her. When the Marines had got word of their location they'd stormed the bar. It had been right after that disgusting green drink she'd had. She felt her body not wanting to respond exactly to what she wanted, but she did feel happy more so than normal. But she figured that might just be because of her friends. As they escaped the bar, Snow & Lyceum ran off down a dark alleyway. Jun & Rudy ran off another way, well Rudy ran carrying Jun on his back. Wynter ran with Murii holding hands like couples do and Roderick had changed into his human point.

Growing in size to stand at a height of 6 foot, his plushie body grew muscular and his clothing stuck to his body perfectly. His ears flopped backwards whilst his face took on a much more human form. His feet became small too. Slamming his fists down he managed to send a small quake into the near by posts which held up lots of signs advertising, these signs fell crushing marines below them. Standing behind him Phiola watched terrified. Grabbing her harp she begun to play a tune to try and send the soldiers to sleep.

As two more marines leapt on Roderick's large arms trying to pull him to the ground they were shocked when he delivered two horrendous punches to their guts leaving them on the floor gasping for breath. The soldiers then arrived with rifles and took aim. Roderick placed his hands up to defend himself as the rifles fired. Changing into his plushie form, Roderick avoided nearly all of the shots except one which caught his side. Tearing him open he raised hands realizing he couldn't afford to fight any longer as he risked losing his stuffing.

This was when a pair of sea stone handcuffs wrapped around him and he was down for the count. In fear Phiola had turned and tried to run, hiding in an alleyway she was scared when hands landed on her shoulders and she peered up to see the white uniform of a marine.

It had been a scary night, and it would only get worse when they found out what was next for them.

Four cells to the right and two floors down was the room the clueless navigator and love interest of Wynter.

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Murii Miyaki
Magician Murii

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The Dog Ears Navigator
•Sakka Sakka no Mi User
• Mathematical Genius
• Skilled Navigator
• Resilience

Thinking about the night before, thinking about what had happened and what she had learnt. It was only a bit of fun, but she couldn't shake what she'd seen with her own eyes. She'd always been taught people make their own destiny and planned to do exactly that after what had happened with her parents, but now looking at the events of last night she wasn't sure what she believed any more.

After the toast they'd made and the laughs they'd had and injuries they'd encountered that day thanks to Captain Tugg and his filthy marines, she was happy, for a brief second.

Swallowing the shot whole, Murii tasted a fruity concoction which was a treat for her tummy, but she left the hose shoe. Leaving it in the drink she just wasn't fond of it unlike everyone else who seemed to love it. As everyone slammed their empty glasses down with a smile on their face she looked around.

"So looks like we're all going to be just fine."

Hearing coughing beside her, Murii looked to see Wynter choking on something. Worried that he was in trouble she put her hands to her face terrified and begun to panic.

"Whats wrong?"

Turning to catch sight of Wynter's face turning red, Lyceum noticed he was chocking on something, most likely the horse shoe. He reached behind Murii and smacked Wynter on the back. This sent the horse shoe back up to his mouth. Catching it in his teeth he smiled. Murii had been terrified this was a hint that he would suffer, but seeing him fine now, made her feel much happier. Sighing as she hugged him. In exchange, Wynter placed an arm around her too and pulled her close. Swallowing the horse shoe he looked around at his friends, no not friends. His family.

No one really knew what to say after the dramatics of Wynter's little panic, but there was always one guy they could rely on to break the silence. hoping to his talons, Snow spoke.

"Well I'm going to get a drink." Heading to the bar each member called out after him to get them a drink to which he just replied to with a simple nod of the head as he took up his position at the bar and used his wings to make some room for himself. Turns out there were good for something other than flying.

As Murii held Wynter she could hear his body digesting the shot and when Wynter suddenly sat forward and placed a hand to his mouth, she sat back looking at him terrified.

"Are you ok?"

Looking at Murii with a mouth full of puke, Wynter shook his head and signalled he had to get out. Moving out of the way and allowing Wynter to head to the bathroom, Murii looked towards Rudy, then a face down Jun and finally Lyceum. Each of them bar Jun seemed increasingly worried.

"You don't think that." Murii asked in terror. Lyceum shook his head.

"Come on Murii, you know Wynter, he's a resilient bastard. He'll probably out live us all. He cooked his own body using that life return technique of his and yet he's still fighting strong. I don't think there's anything out there that can kill that boy."

Laughing at Lyceum's words Roderick & Phiola nodded.

"Yea, Murii. Don't worry. He'll be fine."

"H-he does beat all the odds. He burnt down Roger's execution platform and nearly died on his way out and yet he leapt right into the reverse mountain war and yet he's still with us. He even took on that monster in Pirguru."

" Heeeeee stole! the Ox Bell"

Smiling realizing all they'd accomplished and all because of this reckless wild man who just wanted to become king, Murii nodded.

"You guys are right, I shouldn't be worrying about any of this."

Returning to the table Wynter was quickly swamped with a hug from Murii as she leapt up wrapping her arms around his neck clinging to him tightly and planting her lips upon his own to kiss him. She knew he wasn't going anywhere, but it didn't help showing him just how much she loved him when she could. Looking up at them Rudy looked away avoiding the sight of it and looked at the table.

This had been when everything had gone to shit.

The walls of the this crumbling fortress turned prison would be a piece of cake. Anyone with a brain could break in and straight back out again without any real problems. Unfortunately the man planning the break out, wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed and his friends knew it. Watching from a hill which over looked the prison, the man in a blue waistcoat, white shirt, black tie & pinstripe trousers, looked at the time on his silver family fob watch.

At three O'clock he would make his move and that was one minute away.

Beginning his attack, he started walking towards the prison remembering everything that happened last night.

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Josh Wynter
Dog Eared Wynter

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The Dog Ears Captain
• Life Return
• Resilience

Snow had hit the bar head first when a Marine Commodore Daichi had unleashed the hilt of his blade into the back of Snow's head. Smacking his forehead against the bar he grunted in pain. Attempting to get back up he was met by a strike to the back of his knees which caused him to fall. Landing on his knees with a bloody nose, the Commodore prepared to strike Snow with his blade.

Catching sight of this Rudy stood up and took aim with his fingers shaped like a pretend pistol.

Noko Noko: Fungi Arrest launching out a mushroom from his hands. Launching it towards the Commodore, the patrons all rushed from their seats to the door realizing what was breaking out and not wanting to get caught up in the scenario unfolding. As the mushroom contacted with the back of Daichi, it exploded into a series of heavy spores which quickly clung to his body. Encasing him Commodore Daichi was frozen in place.

Quickly Lyceum got up and charged over to Snow. Knocking Daichi aside and on to his side, Lyceum grabbed Snow and helped him to his feet. Looking at the marine Lyceum called out to the other members of the crew.

"The marines are here, we better get out of here."

Nodding Wynter kicked the door open and charged out to catch sight of the soldiers standing directly outside. Allot of them too. As Roderick followed he charged straight in front of them as did Phiola. Snow & Lyceum tried escaping as did Rudy & a passed out Jun. Murii grabbed Wynter's hand and he called out as loud as he could.

"Roderick, don't be a hero. RUN!" it didn't seem he heard him though. As bullets pounded the wall next to Wynter's head, Murii pulled on his hand and the two started running. Sprinting down an alleyway, Wynter used his techniques to aid their escape.

"Life Return: Frozen Fist"

Cooling down his free hand to freezing point, Wynter slammed his fist into the wall and managed to knock it down, freezing his hand only aided making his fist more resilient. Managing to crack open a gap in the wall, Wynter led Murii through the gap.

"Where are the others?"

"I don't know, but I promise you we will not leave him without them."

Looking at her boyfriend with a smile, Murii knew he was telling the truth and that he'd put his life at risk if it meant saving them.

Now here he was at the front door to the fortress. As two guards approached him and aimed their rifles recognising him, Wynter grinned.

"You don't want this, trust me."

Grabbing hold of their barrels both soldiers went to squeeze their triggers. Using his increased reflexes thanks to his life return, Wynter quickly directed their rifles towards one another. Ripping into their kneecaps both guards hit the floor screaming with blood oozing from their legs.

"I told you." placing a hand on the door, Wynter begun heating up his hand increasing his body heat he watched as the door set alight and took a step back. Leaving his hand to cool down he watched as the door burnt down and the listened as the alarm went off.

It was time to break the Dog Ears out.