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Nombre: Ange
Género: Female
Edad: 16
Profesión: Pirate 
Personalidad: Funny, shy and eccentric 
Intereses: 
Introducción:

Pirate

 shy and eccentric

Female

Funny

Ange

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My OC Ange

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Имя: Gol D Nik
Пол: Male
Возраст: 32
Профессия: Pirate
Характер: Modest, funny, serious
Интересы: A swordsman who enjoys developing Devil Fruit abilities.
Описание: Gol D Roger's eldest son, who was present on his ship and during the voyage at age 5. He inherited his father's sword. He ate the Mera-Mera no Mi (Fire) and Uo Uo no Mi (Dragon) fruit, which is how he received Nicknamed the Fire Dragon. Bounty on his head: 5 billion 450 million.

Gol D Nik

Male

Modest

 funny

 serious

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My OC Gol D Nik

fandom

Swashbuckler

on the ocean

Dolls Frontline

Anime

Game

@Springfield_(Girls'_Frontline)

eyepatch

Pirate Captain Springfield

female

1girl

pirate

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Name: Zanele Sibiya
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Profession: Pirate
Personality: Boisterous, flamboyant, clingy/touchy, affectionate, loud, booming voice
Interests: Collecting Unique Trophies, Performance and Storytelling, Throwing Epic Feasts,Competitive Brawling
Intro: Zanele Siniya’s story begins not on the open sea, but in the bustling, beautiful city of Water 7. Her parents were revered artisans, famous for crafting intricate ship figureheads and ornate carvings. They instilled in Zanele a deep love for art and performance, and a boisterous personality that matched the lively spirit of their city. But Zanele’s heart longed for more than wood and chisel. She was a hurricane of energy and emotion, her booming voice echoing through the shipyard as she practiced her epic storytelling and competitive brawling.
By age 15, Zanele had a reputation. She was an undefeated arm-wrestler, a champion of the local brawls, and a master storyteller who could captivate any crowd. She’d always win bets with a flourish, her reward being unique trophies she'd proudly display. But one night, a new ship sailed into Water 7—a submarine with a crew of white-suited pirates led by a man with a spotted hat and a cold stare. This was Trafalgar Law and the Heart Pirates.
Intrigued, Zanele challenged Law to an arm-wrestling match. He accepted, and to everyone's surprise, she won. Law was unbothered, but he was intrigued by her. He saw in her not just a brawler, but a force of nature. He offered her a place on his crew, not as a fighter, but as a navigator. Zanele, in a rush of impulsive excitement, accepted, leaving behind her family and the familiar sights of Water 7.
The next few years with the Heart Pirates were a whirlwind. She navigated the treacherous Grand Line, her violet eyes scanning the horizon for the next island, the next adventure. She learned to fight with a controlled fury, honing her skills in competitive brawling, all while collecting unique trophies from every island they visited. Law was distant but respected her, and the crew, though quiet, appreciated her booming voice and infectious energy. Yet, as time went on, Zanele felt a growing emptiness. She missed the laughter, the feasting, and the warmth of genuine camaraderie. Law’s crew was a family, but they were a quiet, reserved one, and Zanele thrived on loud, boisterous affection.
So, one morning, she approached Law. "This has been an epic journey," she boomed, "but my heart longs for a different song." Law simply nodded, understanding. Zanele gave him one final, tight hug, an act he begrudgingly tolerated, and with a heartfelt farewell, she departed.
For the next year, Zanele wandered the seas alone, hitching rides with various pirate crews. She was a legend in her own right—the boisterous brawler, the queen of feasts, the girl with the booming voice and a laugh that could be heard for miles. She collected more trophies, told more stories, and shared more feasts, but nothing felt quite right. That is, until she saw a familiar submarine docked next to a ship with a figurehead that looked like a sheep. She was ecstatic—Law and his crew! But then she noticed the crew he was with. A crazy-looking boy in a straw hat, a swordsman with green hair, a woman with orange hair, a cook who was a whirlwind of hearts and sighs. Zanele knew, deep in her heart, that she had to meet them.
She crashed their feast, challenging the captain to an arm-wrestling contest. Luffy, amused, accepted. Zanele won, of course, but what she won was more than just a title. She won a family. She won a crew where her booming voice was celebrated, not just tolerated. She won a place where her clingy, affectionate nature was met with equal parts warmth and playful exasperation. She won a home.
She fell in love with them all, a love so powerful it was palpable. Luffy was her captain, her brother, her favorite kind of chaos. Sanji, the cook who never stopped flirting, was a playful rival for her affection, a constant source of amusement. Zoro, the swordsman who became her training partner, was a challenge she relished. She beat him in seven rounds of an arm-wrestling contest, earning her the undisputed title of the strongest brawler on the crew. Nami and Robin were her friends, her sisters, the calm to her storm. Usopp was her little brother, a fellow storyteller she could share tall tales with. Franky... well, Franky was a mystery, a hilarious one at that. And Chopper, her sweet, adorable Chopper, was her favorite cuddle buddy, a tiny beacon of pure love.
Zanele found a temporary home with the Straw Hats, a place where she could be her full, magnificent self. But she knows that one day, she’ll go back to Water 7, to her parents, to the city that built her. Until then, she's happy to be with her new family, to feast, fight, and laugh her way through the Grand Line, one epic adventure at a time.

 flamboyant

 loud

onepiece

 clingy/touchy

Zanele Sibiya

 affectionate

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Boisterous

My OC Zanele Sibiya

"I told you I’d set the world on fire for you… so I’ll scorch every horizon until it’s only you and me"

explosion

yandere

Yandere

AIAnimation

Animation

The Crimson Tempest

Pirate :)

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Name: Sumire Fujiwara
Gender: female
Age: 20
Profession: Pirate 
Personality: Chill, quiet, emotional, caring, hates confrontation, sensitive 
Interests: Music and listening to the sea, Knitting or weaving, Reading and botanical sketching
Intro: Sumire Fujiwara's life began on a small, tranquil island in the South Blue. Her days were a peaceful rhythm of simple joys. She spent her mornings with a sketchbook in hand, meticulously capturing the delicate details of the island's unique flora. Afternoons were for reading stories of great adventures and mythical beasts, while her evenings were filled with the soft click of knitting needles, weaving intricate patterns into scarves and blankets. Most of all, she loved sitting by the shore, listening to the soothing melody of the waves and playing gentle tunes on her shamisen, a gift from her father.
Her family was small but filled with immense love. Her mother taught her the art of weaving and her father, a skilled botanist, passed on his love for the natural world. They were her whole world, her sanctuary. But this peaceful existence was a fragile thing, and it was shattered one fateful day. A ruthless band of pirates, driven by greed and a lust for destruction, invaded their island. Sumire, just a child, hid in a hollowed-out tree as she watched her home burn and her parents defend their land with a ferocity she never knew they possessed. They fought until their last breath, their lives tragically stolen by the very sea that had always been her comfort.
A Promise to Protect
With her parents gone, Sumire was left alone, a quiet survivor in a world that had suddenly become loud and cruel. The pirates who had taken everything from her were a reminder of the danger that lurked in the world, a danger she felt she was powerless to stop. This fear, coupled with the profound grief of losing her family, solidified a new purpose within her. She swore to herself that she would never again be so helpless. She would find a family to protect, a group of people to care for with all her heart.
Her path eventually led her to the chaotic, vibrant world of the Grand Line. It was there, amidst the whirlwind of storms and epic battles, that she met the Straw Hat Pirates. At first, she was just a quiet observer, a girl who kept to herself and found solace in her hobbies. She was sensitive to the emotions of others and was careful not to impose on anyone. But she watched them—this motley crew of dreamers and fighters—and slowly, she began to feel a sense of belonging.
A New Family, A New Purpose
Sumire’s initial interactions with the crew were cautious. She found Franky's boisterous personality a little overwhelming, and Sanji's flamboyant attention was simply strange. She thought Zoro was perfectly fine, a man of few words whom she could respect, and she felt a natural kinship with Nami and Robin, finding a quiet understanding with them. She was, however, immediately drawn to the crew's captain, Monkey D. Luffy. His simple, joyous nature and contagious laugh reminded her of the carefree days of her childhood. She found his pure, unbridled spirit attractive, and his goofy smile had a way of warming her heart.
Now, as a member of the Straw Hats, Sumire has found the family she desperately needed. She is their quiet caretaker, a silent guardian who watches over them. Her sensitivity, once a source of pain, has become her greatest strength. She can sense when one of her crewmates is hurting, and she is always there with a warm cup of tea, a comforting word, or a meticulously patched wound. The loss of her parents instilled in her a deep-seated need to protect her new family, to ensure that no one she loves is ever taken from her again. For Sumire, the Straw Hat Pirates aren't just a crew; they are her entire world, and she would do anything to keep them safe.

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Sumire Fujiwara

Chill

 quiet

 emotional

 caring

 hates confrontation

My OC Sumire Fujiwara

tongue out

silly

First-Mate

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Name: Mei Tsai 
Gender: female
Age: 20
Profession: Pirate
Personality: Aloof, doesn't know where she is every, not very smart, kind, caring, loving, loves animals, and loves bugs even more
Interests: Nature Hikes Petting Zoo Enthusiast Bug Collecting
Intro: Mei Tsai's story begins not in the Grand Line, but in a quiet, secluded village in the East Blue. Abandoned as an infant, she was found nestled among a patch of fireflies and taken in by a kind Taiwanese couple who ran a small pharmacy. Her vibrant red hair and striking gray eyes were a stark contrast to her new family, and while she was cherished, she always felt a sense of displacement, as if she were a butterfly in a field of beetles.
As a child, Mei was never one for books or numbers. While the other children were learning arithmetic, she was out in the fields, her head buried in a bug-collecting jar. She could name every species of beetle, caterpillar, and praying mantis in the region, their life cycles and unique traits etched into her mind with more clarity than any multiplication table. This eccentric passion, combined with her gentle, aloof nature, often led to her being misunderstood. She was never lonely, though; she had her bugs and the unwavering love of her adoptive parents. Her favorite pastime was a nature hike, where she would lose herself for hours, emerging with a new addition to her collection and a serene smile. She was kind and loving to all living things, from the smallest ant to the fiercest stray dog, and a visit to the local petting zoo was a weekly pilgrimage.
One fateful day, a massive storm struck their village. The sea, usually a calming presence, turned into a monstrous beast, swallowing their homes and livelihoods. During the chaos, Mei was swept away by the raging waves. She clung to a piece of driftwood, her bug-collecting net still clutched in her hand, and was lost at sea for what felt like an eternity. When she finally washed ashore, she had no memory of her past, only a vague, lingering fondness for the scent of herbs and the sound of waves.
It was on that island she met the Straw Hat Pirates. They were intrigued by the lost girl who didn't know her own name, but could identify every insect buzzing around them. Her personality, a blend of childlike innocence and an almost ethereal obliviousness, quickly endeared her to the crew. She gets along with everyone, seeing the best in them all.
To her, Luffy is a sweet and funny captain, a big brother who's always up for an adventure. Usopp's tall tales never fail to make her laugh. She thinks Nami is amazing for her ability to read the weather and navigate, Robin is incredibly pretty, and Franky is just... SUPER! She's oblivious to Sanji's constant flirtations, simply thinking he's a very nice person who is always offering her food.
However, her most profound connection is with Zoro. She developed a massive crush on him, drawn to his quiet strength and focused determination. She doesn't understand his sense of direction, but she finds it endearing, a charming quirk in the handsome swordsman she admires so much. Mei may not be able to tell you what 11 x 89 is, but she can tell you the name of every bug on the Grand Line, and that, in her own unique way, makes her one of the smartest and most lovable members of the Straw Hat crew.

Mei Tsai

 kind

 loving

Aloof

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 not very smart

My OC Mei Tsai

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Name: Isabelle Velazco
Gender: female
Age: 17
Profession: Pirate
Personality: Sassy, bossy, comes off as rude but is just honest, smart even if she doesn't look it
Interests: Fixing" Things (Her Way) Tactical Game Playing Logistics and Resource Management
Intro: Isabelle Velazco wasn't born into drama; she was practically forged in it. Her early life was a whirlwind of half-finished projects and well-intentioned chaos, thanks to a well-meaning but utterly disorganized family. Her father, a brilliant but perpetually distracted inventor, would often leave his fantastical contraptions in various states of disarray around their small, cluttered home. Her mother, an artist with a flair for the dramatic and a penchant for "creative" accounting, was equally, if not more, adept at creating beautiful messes.
From a young age, Isabelle found herself constantly "fixing" things, but always her way. This wasn't just about putting things back together; it was about imposing order on the chaos, about making things work efficiently, even if it meant unorthodox methods. A wobbly chair didn't just get a nail; it got reinforced with an elaborate, almost architectural, system of braces she'd scavenged from discarded electronics. Their perpetually jammed front door wasn't just oiled; it was redesigned with a pulley system and counterweights. This early training instilled in her a deep-seated belief that there was always a better, more logical way to do things, and she wasn't afraid to find it, no matter how unconventional.
Her love for tactical game playing, logistics, and resource management wasn't a hobby; it was a survival skill. Growing up, she learned to meticulously plan their meager family budget, allocate resources for her father's eccentric inventions, and strategize how to get her mother to actually finish a painting before starting another. Every family outing was a military operation, every grocery run a logistical puzzle. She discovered she had a natural knack for it, seeing patterns and solutions where others saw only confusion.
Isabelle's personality developed as a direct result of her environment. Her sassy, bossy demeanor was a necessary shield against the charming but ultimately unreliable adults in her life. She learned that if she didn't take charge, nothing would ever get done. Her honesty, which often came off as rude, was simply a byproduct of her logical mind. Why sugarcoat the truth when directness was more efficient? And while she might not have looked like the traditional "smart" girl, with her often-grease-stained hands and a perpetually slightly disheveled appearance from her latest "fix-it" project, her mind was a steel trap.
The world of pirates, specifically the Straw Hats, offered Isabelle a fascinating new canvas for her unique talents. She found herself inexplicably drawn to Luffy, not just for his unwavering spirit, but for the sheer logistical nightmare he represented – a constant challenge for her organizational mind. She admired how Nami could manage the crew's finances and navigate treacherous waters, seeing a kindred spirit in her practicality. Sanji and Usopp often provided unexpected comic relief, their antics a delightful break from the intense mental gymnastics of her daily life. But it was Zoro who truly captivated her. His discipline, strength, and unwavering dedication to his goals resonated deeply with her own desire for order and efficiency. She secretly looked up to him, aspiring to his unwavering focus, though she'd sooner fight a sea king than admit it out loud.
Her sharp mind and even sharper tongue often led her into arguments, particularly with Usopp and Zoro. "They just don't get it," she'd mutter, frustrated by their illogical reasoning or stubborn adherence to outdated methods. "Because they're men," she'd conclude with a sigh, convinced that her superior logic was simply lost on their Y-chromosomed brains. For Isabelle Velazco, every interaction was a negotiation, every problem a puzzle to be solved, and every person, even her beloved Straw Hats, was a potential recipient of her unique brand of "fixing"—whether they liked it or not.

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