| I do want to get more RPs going on here

He’s a battle junkie.

“Drink some milk! It’ll heal! ‘Sides, breaking bones is how you get stronger bones!” He laughed.

He has no control of where he is sent. Those orders come from those that are higher up than him.

“Trust me on this, some bandages, a glass of milk and some rest’ll get those bones good as new!” He cackled.

He blinked. She had been watching him!?

“It’ll be good for you!” He grinned, always a source of joy.

She doesn’t have to be concerned with him! After all, he has no devil fruit nor no desire to get one! Strength by the fist! That is how he rolls! But he is always willing to train with her unit!

“BREAKING BONES IS GOOD FOR YOU!”

“THEN HIT ME! LET ME TEST YOUR FISTS WITH MY FACE!”

He’s positive! He’s always willing to test his mettle and push his body to its uppermost limits!

He’s been told that his training regime is utterly deranged and is guaranteed death. But look at him! He’s stronger than ever!

“HA!” He laughed, “There is no gain without pain! Now hit me! Put your all into it!”

He’ll be sure to swim there as soon as he gets permission to leave the base.

But why would he want to do that?

| Samson is basically insane

“You’re one of those devil fruit users, right?” He asked as he took a step towards him, tilting his head to the side. “It’s a common problem that users focus on their powers too much and neglect their own strengths as a result.”

He’s back to training.

“Never stop training! ALWAYS STRIVE TO BECOME STRONGER!”

And I'm done || 𝐏𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐂 🍬