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Dying Dream Cast Directory

A helpful guide to remind you about the main crew of the Hopeless Pirates and their basic info stuffs. Keep in mind, names are done the Japanese way. So, Last name/middle initial/ first name

Also, there are spoilers in here for all people who are not caught up with the story. Read at your own risk.

Captain:

Gol D. Maven

Nickname/known as: Maven/ Usurper Maven/ “Momma Maven”/ Big Sis Maven

Age: 20 (at the beginning of Canon)

Disease: Usurper’s Syndrome. A terminal illness that is continual, and progressively aggressive, muscle degradation. Combats this disease by building muscle faster than it can degrade, leading to painfully slow increase in strength and low muscle mass on her body.

Appearance: Like a gender-swapped Ace essentially. Small chest, much wider waist than typical for OP characters. Clearly defined abs, lithe but defined muscles on arms and legs. She is not thickly built, her disease keeping her from being “bulky” and making her body remain rather lanky despite the strength on it. About 6′1″, long wavy black hair that goes down to her butt and is extremely wild and untamed. Freckles on her face that add a slight childish appearance to her face, and sleepy looking gray eyes. Always carries Stormfall, a large battle axe/halberd with a purple metal butterfly-winged blade. Stormfall is over six and a half feet tall, so the blade is always poking above Maven’s head a bit.

First Mate:

Nymph Katylan

Nickname/Known as: Katie/ Dark Nymph Katylan

Age: two years younger than Maven.

Disease: Unnamed terminal immunodeficiency, alluded to being like AIDS.

Appearance: Stereotypical blond rich-girl appearance. Classic OP-girl physique, with large bust and small waist. Straight gold-blond hair that falls a few inches past her shoulders, and large sapphire-blue eyes. Commonly wears light colored sundresses with exercise shorts underneath just incase she fights, so there is never an indecent moment. She is also the Helmsman and Archer for the crew, and uses an ivory-white recurve bow made by Kilik.The center of the bow can change lengths, controlling the strength and range of the bow. Average female height of about 5′7″

Navigator (Original):

Linral

Nickname/Known as: Rabid Linral/ Lin

Age: 18 at death

Disease: Unnamed cancer, alluded to being more than just one type as it is “everywhere.”

Appearance: Short tomboy, but with classic OP-girl body. She had short silver-white hair cut in a boyish pixie cut, and bright emerald-green eyes that she took pride in. Her body was littered with small scars, though not so many as to keep guys from blatantly trying to flirt with her. As stated earlier, she was very short-- just barely over five feet tall. Primarily a brawler, she had slightly more defined muscles than even Maven, considering Lin’s own disease didn't effect her muscle mass. Usually wore boy’s sports shorts and a grey or black tank top.

Weaponsmith (Original):

Kilik

Nickname/Known as: Kilik/ (I couldn’t remember/find his pirate name, so I made a new one up) Killing Steel Kilik

Age: 21 at death

Disease: Due to being unwillingly experimented on, his body developed the ability to produce its own organic poison straight into his own bloodstream. It never stopped his production, and production sped up over time. Too high of a concentration, and it would be fatal.

Appearance: About 5′10″, with fluffy cinnamon-brown hair that is on the long side, almost brushing his shoulders, and chocolate brown eyes. He is somewhat lanky, not muscular but with his own brand of lithe strength. Overall boyish, with most of his muscle mass being centered in his arms without being bulky, because of his occupation as a blacksmith. Also a swordsman. Known for creating a bunch of really wacky, weirdly-designed “swords” and other weapons in an attempt to find his own unique sword style. He finally did, after making round “swords” in the shape of clocks. Usually wore a simple black or mustard-yellow t-shirt and dark jeans with brown or denim overalls.

Doctor:

Razdall

Nickname/Known as: Raz/ Misery’s Herbalist Razdall

Age: 24 at the start of Canon

Disease: Unnamed heart condition, makes him extremely susceptible to spikes in blood pressure and heart rate. Weak heart.

Appearance: About 6′0, with short but messy purple hair. Gray eyes the same shade as Maven’s, but instead of having narrow eyes like she does his just look perpetually bored. His body is pretty lanky, and since he isn’t a fighter he doesn’t have much muscle mass at all. he has a slight, perpetual slouch and usually wears a black or dark purple turtleneck with black, slightly baggy pants and a lab coat with the Hopeless Pirate jolly roger on the back. Never seen without a utility belt laden with different pouches, orbs, and syringes full of his battle-ready herbal concoctions.

Seamstress:

Yalla

Nickname/Known as: Yalla/ Pretty Ninja Yalla (at least I think that’s what I went with as her pirate name... I can’t remember/ find it >.<)

Age: 15 at the start of Canon

Disease: Assassin’s syndrome. Similar to Usurper’s, but instead of muscle it is a constant degradation of organs in the body.

Appearance: A cutsey girly-girl, she has bubblegum-pink hair and bright golden yellow eyes. Originally she wore her hair up in constant long pigtails, but she started to wear it down after Kilik’s death. It reaches her knees when left down. She usually wears a frilly pink, gold, and black kimono that is cropped around the knee with sunflower-yellow boy shorts underneath incase any incidents occur. The kimono has three-quarter sleeves instead of the traditional long sleeves. She pairs it with flip-flops or goes barefoot. Still growing, she is relatively short at about 5′4″. She ate the Ribbon-Ribbon fruit and grew up as an acrobat in a circus, so she is not only very nimble and usually fights aerially, but she can turn her body into ribbons.

Shipwright:

Gino

Nickname/Known as: Gino/ Black Thorn Gino

Age: mid-thirties by Canon

Disease: Akui Hanahaki. Like the Hanahaki in other stories, this disease grows flowers in and off of the victim’s lungs, causing them to hack up flowers and leaves from it as the disease progresses. Unlike the normal mythical disease, this one is caused by hatred from a loved one rather than unrequited love. The only cure is being forgiven, but the person whose hatred caused Gino’ s illness is dead so it is officially terminal for him. He coughs up black roses.

Appearance: A large tiger-shark fishman, he clocks in at about 7′7″ and has greyish-blue skin with subtle grey stripes down his back and the back of his bald head, and partially over his shoulders and the back of his upper arms. Usually wears a black or dark grey tank top and black cargo pants or cargo shorts. He fights with spiked iron knuckles, and (spoiler alert) gets them upgraded to Seastone spiked knuckles after the Magician arc. He is very bulky, unlike the majority of the crew. Classic body of a thug/body builder type, with bulging biceps, very well-muscled chest/torso, and several tattoos.

Dancer:

Synalla

Nickname/Known as: Synalla/ “Crew Grandma”/ Slice-Dancer Synalla

Age: Late twenties by Canon. About 28 or 29..?

Disease: Unnamed lung disease. Fashioned a bit after Cystic Fibrosis, but obviously made into a fantasy terminal illness.

Appearance: She is a Snakeneck, and from her feet to the top of her head she is about 11′4″, with her neck by itself taking up almost half of that. Her body, like with most Snakenecks, is naturally lithe and lanky. Her hair is jet black, and goes down the entirety of her over-four-foot neck in sharp zig-zags that for some reason never lose shape. She dresses like a tango dancer almost constantly, in long brightly colored Mexican-styled dresses that end at her ankle and matching flats. She fights with tessen, or bladed war fans. She dances with them, too. She is naturally maternal and tends to mother hen, earning herself the nickname “Granny” or “Grandma” within the crew.

Scout/ Navigator (new):

Cala

Nickname/Known as: Cala/ Lynx Cala

Age: about 26 by the start of Canon

Disease: Nature’s wrath syndrome, another disease similar to Usurper’s and Assassin’s syndrome. This version is constant degradation of the bones and severe calcium deficiency/the body burns through calcium at a really fast rate.

Appearance: Is it even a surprise by now? Cala is lanky, as apparently most of the rest of the crew omfg where is my originality at? But to the point of being almost bony. He has very short-cropped blue hair, buzzed but not shaved. He ate the cat-cat model: Lynx fruit, and can change into a lynx. He is incredibly frail because of his disease and tends to stay out of fights unless absolutely necessary (I have bones of glass, and paper skin...) But he makes an excellent scout and spy with his enhanced senses from his Zoan fruit. He, uh. honestly I haven’t put much thought into his wardobe. He’s a bony cat dude. Probably wears long blue basketball shorts and goes shirtless half the time honestly, idk.

Crew Hypnotist..? I honestly don't know this guy’s role, I think he’s just a combatant/ bums out on the Dream honestly.

Dyan

Nickname/Known as: Dyan/ King Dyan/ Deranged Prince Dyan (Pirate nickname)

Age: idk if I put a solid age for him, but he’d be about 40 by the start of Canon

Disease: Similar to Kilik, Dyan’s blood itself is mutating and becoming toxic to itself. There is no known cure.

Appearance: He ate the child-child fruit, so he looks to be about 10 years old instead of his true age. He has spiky dark green hair, and is about 4′3″. He has a child’s body, so no real visible muscle mass or anything. He did used to be the King of the Ceres kingdom though, so he is constantly dressed in high quality clothes and somehow always looks like a stereotypical child prince/ rich brat. His devil fruit hypnotizes people along with making him stay in a child’s body, but you can read more about his devil fruit in the story itself.

Magician

Azalea

Nickname/Known as: Azalea/ Scarlet Magician Azalea

Age: I don’t remember if I gave her an exact age, but we’ll say 23 by Canon

Disease: Cancer (sound familiar? (;) Cured by Trafalgar Law.

Appearance: about 5′9″, with bright, vibrant red hair in an asymmetrical pixie cut that she is just now beginning to grow out. Classic OP-girl body, but with muscular legs that most people seem to not notice. She is a magician, and as such is always wearing a maroon suit jacket, black slacks, and a bowtie. She has a flair for the dramatic. whatever she wears, she is always stylish. She does, in fact, have a magic wand that she uses occasionally. sporty-cute-girl. OH yeah, she has the feel-feel fruit and can sense everyone’s emotions and shit

I think that’s it for the Dying Dream crew. Whoo that took a while. There ya go!

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elane-in-the-shadows · 6 years

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Red Queen Fan Fiction - Dark Heart Bright Lightning Chapter 1

Attention! Contains War Storm spoilers. Attention!!

A/N: Your present for my 600 followers jubilee - I thkn this is the way to celebrate. Thanks to you all <3

Probably the prologue to a longer fic

Find this on Wattpad and on AO3

Alternate Ending

Chapter 1 - Chances

His radio hummed, stopping his wanderings through the endless corridors of Whitefire Palace. “Jacos? Do you hear me?” the voice from the radio said.

“Yes,” Julian confirmed a few seconds later, after he finally found a grip on the gadget.

“Are you still chasing Lady Viper?” the voice asked. He didn’t recognize it, it didn’t belong to someone he knew well and the static noise disturbed any hints toward its owner. “Abandon her. Find Barrow.” The voice paused. “She went into Whitefire to hunt Maven Calore. Find both of them and call us back.”

His hand with the radio dropped.

“Jacos?!” the voice urged.

“I see,” he replied hastily, and tucked the radio back to his belt, opposite the gun he carried and didn’t dare to touch.

Julian thought he came to late when he found them, both bleeding on the floor as if their confrontation could only have ended by destroying each other. Even their wounds seemed to mirror each other for a moment, red and silver blood running out of abdominal slashes. Then he noticed the marks on Mare’s throat.

He felt so, so sick of it all. He’d thought himself a player in this game, a hidden power in this war, but when it came down to its raw brutality, he couldn’t stand it. He couldn’t lose Mare, who’d just returned to offer cooperation along with the Scarlet Guard, to support Cal in his abdication. But this little, vile monster had –

The dread boy opened his eyes, full of ice, and in turn, Julian’s hesitation melted. Of course he had to survive. Julian entered and ran to Mare, to shield her, check on her, possibly save her life, but his urge was dimmed by the drowning might of silent stone.

He gulped, slowed, but went on nonetheless, until he reached Mare and could feel her pulse – thank his colours – and press a palm over the gash in her side.

Maven didn’t take his eyes off them. He coughed and took a long time to move a hand over his own wound. An injured hand, Julian noticed. The other, his left, stayed on the ground, only a few centimeters away from a spiky letter opener.

“Jacos,” he carked. “You like it here? Losing your mind control powers?”

He said nothing, grinded his teeth.

“Now it’s only your very human power of persuasion against mine,” Maven said.

“You have nothing, Maven Calore,” Julian hissed. “You’ve lost it all.” He considered his options. Maven was helpless, no problem for long, although he seemed used to the silent stone. If Julian used the radio, Mare would get the help she needed and Maven would be dealt with for good. He realized he could finish it here and now with his gun, but the weapon continued to abhor him. He wouldn’t kill another person today, not after he’d already committed the most abominable deed he was able to. Using his voice to command someone to die … he felt dirty for letting it come to that, no matter how necessary it was.

He concentrated on Mare again, on keeping her alive. Please.

Suddenly, Maven held the letter opener in his hand, awkwardly so. “Don’t move,” he hissed. “You’ll leave me here,” he demanded. Threatened. But he didn’t point the surprisingly sharp end at Julian, or at Mare. It was pointed at Maven’s own throat. “You don’t call your petty friends only to execute me either way. I will die in here.” Even ragged, exhausted and fatally injured, Maven’s words sounded commanding. There was truth he what the boy had said before, that this was a duel of words. But in the end, his body betrayed him, denied his conviction. His hand was shivering, maybe from pain, the blade turned askew. His threat remained a show, even now.

“Why haven’t you done it already?” Julian sneered, and rued it. He didn’t want to get involved in it another death, coward that he was, and urging to person to suicide was heartless and despicable.

Maven blinked, and gasped. “There’s peace,” he murmured, “in here. It’s quiet, and I want to …”

“To live?” Julian wondered, and saw the answer in Maven’s painfully longing eyes.

Yes, who wants to really kill themself, when it comes down to it …

“Finally, I don’t give in to her,” Maven whispered. “Finally, she’s silent, I’m alone in my head …”

Julian froze. Not believing what he heard. Disbelieving he’d been blind for so long.

The boy chose to bury himself in this silent stone room, today and long before. Preferred to give up his ability, the symbol of the royal family, to achieve …mental quietness, freedom, peace.

It pained him to see this, to realize who he was reminded of. Coriane. His sister, whom he’d failed, who had to fight the witch queen in her own head, who’d never liked her powers and hoped on Rane Arven to protect her, only to be betrayed and become a victim of murder by Elara Merandus.

This boy hadn’t relied on a person like Arven, but hoped on their silent stone still, he who was formed and taken apart by Elara as much as Cori - or worse.

Julian lifted his radio. “I’ll call for help now,” he announced calmly, his voice still sounding melodious. “Stay quiet. I’ll offer you a chance, Maven Calore, if you’re willing to accept it.”

Julian didn’t know whether Maven was worth this, and the deceptions it would cause in the future. But, he had to admit, he’d grown used to them, having lied to, schemed, mind-controlled – and disappointed – many people in the last months, to reach this stage with change on the horizon. He’d accept this challenge too, for Cal’s sake as well.

He’d give Maven the chance Coriane never received.

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