Okra was flying around Norty City, he was coming closer to the borders when he thought it would be nice to go for a little swim. Okra dove down into the water feeling the ice cold and chilling waters of the tundra on his skin, it had been some time since he felt the joys of something like this. it had been the entire reason he had loved Planet Frost, the entire planet was like this and it felt more like home than Earth ever did. His new herd was something, but he would be lying if he said these waters were not bringing his mind back to his younger days.

His tail pushed him through the water as he used his fin like arms to help him navigate through the waters. After some time of exploring the depths of the ocean, he started to get hungry and the urge to hunt came to him. That is when it happened. A net rose up from under him it was super quick and took him by surprise. Soon enough he found himself tangled up in the giant net, but it was just a net so he should be able to break it. However, when he tried to rip the net he felt a jolt of electricity rush through his body. The jolt was amplified by the water which left Okra drained and hurt. He heard a set of voices as his body was pulled from the waters.

"Well looky what we got here boys, it is one of them whale people haha this one is going to make us some good change. " The voice sounded like it belonged to a fisherman from North City, he recognized the accent. Though that was not what stood out to Orka, the man sounded like he smoked a pack of cigarettes a day and washed it down with an unhealthy side of whiskey.
Another voice then replied "Damn, that is a big boy but ya know that is not a whale right them there are actually dolphins. " This one's voice was more southern he could not place it but it was higher in pitch still male.

Was this really happening? Had he really been captured? Were they going to sell him for meat or his blubber? Like hell, he was not going to allow this to happen. Okra opened his eyes and took a look around as he saw a hand full of men some with spear guns, some with energy blasters, and two men looking up to him as the crane swung him over the Bow and brought him onto the deck. Before the net touched the deck another jolt ran through his body as Okra resisted the want to yell out in pain. Okra slipped out of consciousness and was left to the devices of these men. From what he had seen before he passed out, most of them were human while two of them were Polar Bear People.

When Okra woke up he found himself chained and bound to the deck of the ship. When he first started opening his eyes everything was blurry, he was having a hard time gathering where he was or what had happened. His memory was a little foggy at the moment. Then it started to come to focus, he had been swimming and distracted on memory lane when an electric net had captured him. This was the result of it all, so due to his failure to stay alert as he was trained he had ended up captured.

It was time to plan and see what he should do, he tried to stand but felt the chains become taunt as he got onto his knee to push up. So, they thought this could hold him eh? The fools, they would be wrong in this case. If he had not gotten the training with the Planetary Trade Organization then perhaps this stood a chance in holding him. Okra could hear voices again, it sounded like there was a deal being made. Unknown to him this talk was about him, they were setting up a deal to sell him off. Though this was along the lines of what he had expected to occur. Still, it was time to get out of this chained prison and make these fools pay for their error. They should have killed him when they had the chance because now, Okra was going to rip them apart and he meant literally. After all, he was hungry and could use a bite.

Okra gathered himself and grunted as he pushed up with all his might, the chains that bound him around his neck and arms tightened and began to lock up. With a thrust of his legs, he pushed off the deck standing to his feet and popping the links a loud pop echoed throughout the haul of the ship. He knew they would soon come to inspect what the source of the sound was, but that did not matter. He pulled at the collar around his neck and bent the metal as it too snapped, then did the same with each arm. All that was left was his legs and tail, but he had run out of time. One of his captures came in spear gun drawn and eyes widen in fear. It was one of the humans onboard. His jaw fell slack but before he could say anything Okra fired a ki blast at the man, the white sphere of energy crashed into their body and pushed them back into the bulkhead behind him. His body slumped over as the gaping hole in their chest smoked from the charred flesh.

With the first of their pretty taken care of Okra finished breaking his bonds on his body and had to crouch as he moved through the door. It would be funny to him, he felt like a canned fish in this boat. His frame made the movement through the ship difficult. It was getting annoying he was about to just start running through this ship and busting through everything like a bull in china shop. Okra stopped as he approached the first of the crew that he had killed. He lifted them up to his mouth as he chopped down took a bite and then tossed the limp body aside.

There was a choice to make here, either go through systematically or blow the entire ship up. Well, they wanted to hunt him so why not hunt them back? It would be funnier, plus he was still a bit hungry and wanted them to see how it felt to be the smaller fish in the pond. Okra looked down at his feet and saw a small black box with an antenna and a speaker on it. Bending down he picked it up and recognized it as a handheld radio, of course, it was barely big enough for him to put his fingers around. Okra keyed the communication device and spoke into it.

"Man down hahaha, and he will not be the last. It does not matter if you come to face me or not, you are all dead." A voice came back over the radio "Who is this?" They asked as if they could not figure it out. Okra's deep voice bellowed out a laugh into the radio. "The Catch of the day," he replied before crushing the device in his hand and dropping it to the ground. Now he was sure they would be alert and waiting for him now. This might be exciting, he thought he would help them out as he let out a loud call signaling his approach and if that was not enough the Orca descendant would soon be heard moving about as he began his rampage.

Loud thumps came from his heavy footsteps as he ran through the ship, when he to a door he just lowered his shoulder and rammed through the frame bursting through the metal as he broke apart under his power and weight. Okra found that if he kept doing this he might end up getting slashes on his skin from the metal but it would just end up in scars. That would be okay though, as long as nothing messed up his clan tattoo.

Soon a swarm of crew members was coming down after him, he could hear them approaching as he got closer to the stairs. Bullets began to rain down upon him, however, he had long since grown strong enough to not be phased by mere bullets, unless they were energy propelled blasts they would be null and void against him. Looking up the stairwell there must have been about a dozen or so of them, different types of humanoids stood among them but it did not matter. What did matter was how small these stairs were there was no way they had transported him through these stairs in fact he was not sure how they brought him down here.

First thing first would be these people who were shooting down at him, and while the bullets were not harming him they were starting to annoy the hell out of him. Okra lifted a single hand up towards the top of the stars and unleashed a series of blasts aimed at the very top of the stairs at the ceiling. Booms echoed from above as the blast met the metal and then traveled down back to where he stood. Smoke and debris filled the stairwell as screams and panic began to sound off from the sea crew on the stairs.

The other blast brought more of the ceiling down and even hit some of the stairs destroying them. Well, now he defiantly was not going up that way. He was back where he started trying to get out of this ship while enjoying his hunt. Now that the annoyance had been dealt with it was time to take a better look around. He returned to where he woke up and examined the room thoroughly that is when he noticed that there was a wide opening door that looked like it was opened by a pully system.

Okra had no plans of trying to open it via the pully system. Brute force would do the job here. Taking flight by propelling his body up with his ki Okra flew to the door and punched through it before ripping it back towards him forcing a large breach in it. Now he could see outside, it seemed this went straight to the deck of the ship which means that the stairs were heading to living quarters and such. The hole he put in the door allowed him to see that it was now dark outside, this would be good as his black skin would help him sneak around if he wanted but it was also going to aid him in scarring the rest of the crew that remained alive.

Okra sent out another series of punches and busted a hole into the door big enough for him to enter through it. Once he had a big enough hole he flew through it, though as he did he felt a pain in his side as he was caught with a large hammer weapon that struck into this side. It was held by one of the polar bear crew members. Okra was not even out of the hole when the blow had met him. When Okra looked back up another one was coming for him but it would not strike him. When the hammer came within striking distance Okra covered his body with Ki making a barrier around his body stopping the attack in its tracks.

Using his flight Okra pushed through the hole and swung around and slapped outwards causing the Polar Bear man to stagger backward. Okra grinned as he could see that his attack had done some decent damage. It was time to follow through, his nature was calling for it. Again using flight he pushed his frame towards the Bear, who regained his footing and swiped with a claw attack that cut Okra across the face, yet still, Okra pushed through letting only a grunt escape from his lips as he sunk his teeth into the collar bone area of the bear and ripped pulling flesh and fur alike apart from their body.

The Bear let out a shroud of pain but Okra swung around and slapped the man upwards in like an uppercut manner slapping the man into the air. He then opened his mouth as ki gathered there and blasted the bear through his chest. He then batted the man as he fell back down towards him and into the ocean. He was pretty happy with his little bout, it was not a seriously hard fight but it had got his blood pumping.

The floor then erupted under him as an energy bolt smashed the deck under his feet. Of course, this resulted in Okra falling back down into the very room he had been chained in. Rage was starting to boil for him now, just what the hell had happened he wondered. Examining the blown-out deck above him it had now become clear, that someone had used an energy based attack or rocket to blast the floor out from under him.

Gathering himself he moved back to his feet where he felt a round impacting on his skin this time leaving his skin smoking and a bit charred. He looked up to see the other polar bear man with a rifle that fired compressed energy beams out of it. That explained it, and unlike before these things stung and hurt. If he was not careful even kill him.

"It is over boy, give up. You killed the captain of the ship but as the first mate, I will ensure you are taken care of properly. Then we will sell ya out to the highest bidder. With the damage you caused here I am sure we can fetch a high price for you boy, maybe even the Red Ribbon Army will take you."

Okra groaned in annoyance he did not have time for this. It would be time to handle this once and for all. Okra gathered his energy as it began to swell around him, he was prepared to block the next bolt with his ki skin and use that as an opening as he had before. So with great force, he would leap and fly upwards allowing his flight to carry him towards his target and then the incoming bolt struck him as he predicted it would. He was in range in a few more seconds as he slugged the bear in the face and then slapped him with his tail knocking him off the boat and into the water.

Instincts took over at this moment as Okra leaped into the water, he was built for this style of combat. Once in the water, he used his tail to assist with his flying powers and his arms to better cut through the water and change his direction of flight easier, he circled his prey always keeping his eye on the first mate. After performing one circle he broke off and charged at his opponent and slung his tail at him forcing pressure water to spin the crew member around, then out came the Orca whale slapping the bear with a right handed fin in the gut.

In the water it was no contest, Okra would repeat his actions over and over again not allowing the crewmen to get a second of rest or the chance to reach the surface. Using his biology to his advantage he simply outperformed them in the water having legs and a tail on top of flight well, there was not likely any other species of humanoids that could perform like his own in the water. He had literally evolved into the perfect water fighting machine, it was why he was so successful in the Namek takeover. The planet was mostly a giant ocean with a bit of farmland.

Before he knew it the polar bear had drowned, and Okra was free to move on with his night, but first a meal for the road. He swam up and swelled the bear whole, and then flew off into the air. He looked down at the ship and fired off a single ki blast stronger than the one he had used before and blasted the ship right in the aft of the ship causing an explosion and he was sure of a number of deaths. This would be their final journey out to sea.

Now that he was done with this it was time to keep on to North City, where he could settle down for a few days, heal up and gather some intel on the planet before carrying out his orders. It was time to take over, and that was just what he would do in only a few days. Okra looked around getting the layout of the land, then blasted off right above the water letting the ice cold water splash him as he fell over it causing waves to push out from where he traveled. He was sure after a few more minutes he would soon be coming up to North City and then who knew what he was going to find. Though he had a feeling that things would soon become a lot more difficult than he may have at first thought when he agreed to Join the Ika's and carry out this mission. He was not sure why but for some reason he felt this ill feeling in his gut as if somewhere across the world something terrible was happening, something that would or could directly affect him shortly. Still, he had a job to do and he would do it unless he discovered it would best to delay that job indefinitely. Now he had arrived

TWC 3000
Rookie bonus 65% PL, Quest Bonus 20% PL
Strays: 10% Zenni, Quest Bonus 10% Zenni