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Name: Blackleg Sanji
Nickname (if any): Shitty Cook, Curly Cook, Ero Cook, Nosebleed-kun, Dartboard Brow, etc. (if you're Zoro). Less commonly, Mr. Prince.
Gender/pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: Twenty-one
Appearance:
Official Art | Pre Timeskip (19 yo) | Fanart | Screenshot (Yes, his eyebrows swirl in the same direction. No, to my knowledge, we don't ever see it in the show or manga.)
Clothing: His trademark suit is all black. The long-sleeved dress shirt beneath his gold-buttoned blazer is a warm yellow tone not unlike the color of his hair. His tie is also black, as well as his iron-sole dress shoes. A gold chain is hooked on the left side of his slacks, connected to the belt loops.

If he starts rolling up his sleeves, taking off his blazer, or adjusting his tie in a fight, freaking,,—run.
Personality: The number one simp. He worships the very ground women walk on, fawning over them and bending over backward just to appease them—oftentimes to the point of embarrassment for everyone there to witness. Sanji refuses to harm a woman, no matter how much she may want to harm or kill him in return. In fact, he's been known to actively protect women who would hurt him, given the chance.

Aside from that, Sanji is a prideful man. His bounty is a whopping ฿77,000,000 (where I'm at in the show), and he's earned every beri of it. He's a remarkable fighter, one of the monster trio's very own, and relies purely on the use of his legs in battle. Every kick from him is a devastating blow, and his Observation Haki is unmatched within his crew. Though, just as he will not harm a woman, neither will he fight with his hands. If something were to happen to them, he would not be able to cook for anyone.

That said, Sanji will feed anyone and everyone who is hungry. He takes great joy in it, and in knowing people enjoy his food.

His dream is to find All Blue—a legendary ocean where fish from all four seas swim together. It's a cook's paradise, and he's determined to be the first to find it.

(This is just the basics. I find him to be a super complex character, and you can read more about his personality here. Just beware of the spoilers if you plan to watch the show at any point!)
Likes/Dislikes:
LIKES: Nami, Robin, tea, Nami, cooking, Nami, spicy seafood pasta, Robin.
DISLIKES: Marimo (Zoro), criticism of his food, Marimo, Kamabakka Kingdom, men who would hurt or disrespect a woman, and Marimo.
Backstory: (I haven't gotten to Whole Cake Island, yet, so I'm not going to address Sanji's family whatsoever. I've already been too spoiled on the subject lol. ) At ten years old, Sanji worked as a cook on a ship called The Orbit. This ship was later attacked by a famed pirate known as Red Leg Zeff. Sanji, convinced Zeff was intent on killing everyone on The Orbit, attacked the pirate out of determination to stay alive long enough to fulfill his dream of finding All Blue. He was very easily overpowered (read: got the absolute shit kicked out of him). At the same time, a massive storm was ongoing, and a huge wave capsized both The Orbit and Red Leg Zeff's ship. Zeff, compelled by the dream he and the young Sanji shared, saved him from drowning and the two washed up on a rock outcropping. They remained trapped there for eighty-five days, slowly starving to death, until rescue finally presented itself in the form of a ship on the horizon. (Some other things happened; in the anime, Zeff had to cut off his leg in order to reach Sanji in time to keep him from drowning. In the manga, he cut off his own leg and ate it to survive….) Zeff confessed that he had a new dream, seeing as All Blue was no longer within his reach. He wanted to open a restaurant on the sea, as a beacon of hope for every starving sailor. Sanji pledged to help him, and together they founded the Baratie, where Sanji worked as a sous-chef for the next nine years. Then Luffy showed up, refused Sanji's refusal to join his crew, and from there, chaos.
Other:

  • Despite the nicknames given to him by Zoro, he's one hell of a cook. The Best, in fact.
  • Should've hacked up at least one lung by now from how much he smokes. He's rarely seen without a cigarette in his mouth.
  • This video sums his personality up pretty well.
  • An example of his fighting style. He has more…firepower in recent techniques, but I like this fight!
  • Ya like jazz? Here is Sanji's Main Theme, Counterattack Theme, and Battle Theme. When you hear them, you know something cool is about to happen.
  • Do NOT mention the drawing of him on his bounty. He will get depressed.

Name: Roronoa Zoro
Nickname (if any): Marimo (Moss Head), Shitty Bastard, Shitty Lost Child Bastard, Idiot Swordsman, etc. (if you're Sanji). Otherwise, known as "Pirate Hunter Zoro" by many.
Gender/pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: Twenty-one
Appearance:
Official Art | Pre Timeskip (19 yo) | Fanart | Screenshot (No, we don't know how he lost an eye.)
Clothing: His outfit is fairly iconic. He wears a distinctive dark green coat that leaves a large triangle of his chest exposed 24/7 (because shirts are for losers?). Beneath the coat is his signature light green haramaki (belly wrap) which used to hold his swords, though that duty now falls to the red sash tied around the outside of his coat. His boots are black and knee-high.

In addition, Zoro keeps a black bandana tied around his upper forearm. If you see him taking it off and tying it around his head, it's too late for you–
Personality: In a few words, single-minded and self-assured. If Zoro wants something, he will get it. End of story. This is his mindset as he pursues his dream of becoming the world's greatest swordsman and besting Dracule Mihawk, Hawkeye, in a duel.

The only thing that comes before his dream is Luffy and his crew. He has undying loyalty and faith for his captain in particular—as do all of the Strawhats, but Zoro's support is the unquestioning, unwavering kind. His captain may be an idiot, but Zoro won't hesitate to follow one of Luffy's rarely-issued orders. He is the First Mate, Luffy's right-hand man, and he proves it with his every breath. Not to be dramatic or anything.

Additionally, Zoro is the most directionally challenged being you will ever meet in your life. Left, right, down, and up, north, east, south, and west—they mean nothing to him, and yet he will vehemently deny it and has perfect confidence in himself despite numerous instances that should prove otherwise.

His bounty (where I'm at in the show) is a hefty ฿120,000,000, second in his crew only to Luffy's ฿400,000,000.

Likes/Dislikes:
LIKES: Swords, fighting, onigiri, training, alcohol.
DISLIKES: Curly Cook, weakness, sweets, Curly Cook, disloyalty, and the Curly Cook.
Backstory: (I'm exhausted trying to write all this down so I'm just going to copy/paste the brunt of his backstory from this page!)
By the time Zoro was 8 years old, his father Arashi had already been killed in a battle against pirates threatening the Village, and his mother Tera died of illness, leaving Zoro orphaned at a dojo in Shimotsuki Village, where he trained to be a swordsman.

Even as a child, Zoro was strong enough to defeat most adults, but could not defeat Shimotsuki Kuina, the daughter of the dojo's master, Koushirou. During a training session, he got to meet Kuina's grandfather, Shimotsuki Kozaburo, who gifted him a pair of swords to aid in his practice. After their 2000th fight (and Kuina's 2000th victory), Zoro challenged her in private for one more match—with real swords. Although he had improved tremendously since their first match, he still lost and cried with frustration, telling Kuina about his dream of becoming the world's greatest swordsman. Hearing this, Kuina confided in Zoro, telling him that she shared the same dream but knew she could never attain it. Her father had told her that girls could never be true sword masters, and that her fighting potential would decrease as her body matured. Zoro, annoyed by her defeatist attitude in spite of repeatedly winning against him, told her that one day he would beat her because he was more skilled, not because she was a girl. The two made a promise—that either of them had to become the world's best swordsman.

The next day, Kuina suffered a fatal fall down the stairs of her dojo, much to Zoro's anger and disappointment. Realizing that she would never have a chance to fulfill her dream, Zoro took it upon himself, asking Koushirou for her sword, Wado Ichimonji, and began working to develop his signature Three Sword Style, holding his own two swords in each hand, and Kuina's clenched between his teeth. Zoro stated in the Baratie, that, "Once he decided that he would become an invincible swordsman, he left his life behind."
Other:

  • His three swords are Wado Ichimonji (the most precious to him), Sandai Kitetsu, and Shusui
  • He used to smile in pre-time skip, but you can count the number of times he's smiled after being beaten by Mihawk on one hand. (Unless we're talking about his feral grins when fighting, and then things get a little more…dicey, lol)
  • An example of one of my favorite Luffy and Zoro interactions.
  • Nothing happened. Warning: HUGE Thriller Bark spoilers, I do NOT recommend watching if you intend to watch the show at any point.
  • I hope you like dark and menacing, because that's his theme. All of them. (But DAMN does that flute go hard.)

Zoro and Sanji are Luffy's "wings". They help him get where he needs to go. Exhibit A.

@spacebluelily language

(ooo i like all of the characters y'all have chosen! now would you guys like to discuss in what universe they could find themselves in? if not, I'll just choose the one my characters come from)

@spacebluelily language

(and here is our starter! i now have realized i wrote perhaps too much but i needed a way to start the chaos hehe)

Everywhere she looked, there were miles and miles of green and lush forests. Rivers flowed here and there, and she watched as birds flew through the sky, and small animals scattered up the trees. This was a part of Arkannis Major that the Humans have yet to touch. Or perhaps it was Arkannis Major before the Humans colonized the planet. Rosie didn't quite know. Traveling through time was a big mess of wibbly-wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, as the Doctor had once explained it to her. She hadn't understood what they meant back then, but she did now. Rosalie sits outside the TARDIS as she watches the Doctor hold a beeping contraction and point it at their companion Catalina, who looks utterly confused. The Doctor shakes their head and walks down the hill, disappearing into the lush and dense forest. Catalina glances at Rosie before rushing after the Doctor. She was alone, left to look after the TARDIS while the Doctor and Cat went to…well, Rosie wasn't quite sure. All she knew was that Arkannis was definitely not the planet the Doctor had promised to take them to. "To Barcelona, they say. You'll love it, they say." Rosie mutters as she stands up, stretching her body. "And whaddya know, we end up on one of Earth's colonies." She rolls her eyes and huffs, mumbling to herself as she starts to walk around the surrounding area.

On one side was the forest that the Doctor had disappeared into, and on the other side, it was what interested her the most. To the left of where she was standing was a temple, hidden between large trees and overgrown shrubbery. It is one of those temples you would've seen all over Ancient Greece, created to worship a god, or perhaps multiple. It was, to what seemed to her, in good condition. A temple that was once visited by many but was now abandoned, left to rot away on an overgrown hill. It was kind of sad if one thought about it. She walks closer, fishes her phone out of her pocket, and starts taking photos of the temple as well as the fauna and flora. She wanted to show Cat and the Doctor what she had found. It was things like this that made her travels through time and space worth it. As she takes the final picture, she hears a voice.

"Let it out. Let it out."

Her finger hovers over a button on her phone, and her eyebrows furrow. The voice seemed to be coming from inside the temple. But she was sure that couldn't be right. There was no one around for miles on end. The Doctor had made sure of that. But perhaps, they had been wrong. Perhaps they had made a slight mistake. It wouldn't be the first time. She puts her phone away and listens as the mysterious voice repeats the words, and after a moment of hesitation, Rosie decides to enter the temple and see if anyone is inside. She steps onto the solid marble ground of the temple and her footsteps reverberate. "Hello? Is anyone here?" she mutters as her eyes glance around. She doesn't get a response. She walks deeper in, and she starts to realize that the voice is louder now.

"Let it out. Let it out. I need it out."

She follows the sound of the voice, passing the statue of an alien god, their hands outstretched as if they were holding something up, pottery and instruments, old paintings, and various other stuff. The deeper she goes, the louder the voice gets, and Rosalie finds that she can't stop walking. She continues walking until she finds herself in a dimly lit room, with only one artifact on display. One glowing artifact. A hundred voices are saying the same thing, "Let it out, let it out, let us out," and her hand reaches out to touch it as if she were in a trance, and when she does, the artifact glows so bright that it blinds her, and forces her to close her eyes. She hears the sound of something falling onto the ground, and breaking into little pieces. She no longer hears the voices, and when she finally opens her eyes once again, she is where she first started. Right outside the TARDIS. And where once stood a temple with its mysterious voices, now stood Cave Oleanders and Yellow Maple trees. She stares at the area where the temple was in complete disbelief, before rushing into the TARDIS.

And if Rosalie had stayed outside for a second longer, she would have seen the trees form into an archway, a gateway if you would, glowing the same color as the artifact in the temple had.

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Sandra rolled her eyes, trying to keep a straight face. “Give it a rest, Owen, I’m not going.”

Her friend poked her shoulder. She didn’t need to look up at him to know he was giving her puppy eyes. “Oh come on. You don’t even have to talk to anyone, just sit in the back and hoard food. That’s what you do anyway.”

Sandra laughed dryly. “And watch your crew mates get absolutely hammered and pass out? No thanks. Besides, I’ll see you before you sail again, not for lack of trying to avoid you.”

Owen feigned offense. “Not cool.” He stood up and sighed. “Maybe I’ll get Marg to convince you.”

“You leave her out of this.”

He rolled his eyes and turned to leave. “I’ll see you at the send off.”

“No you won’t!” She called after him, knowing full well he would. She’d suck it up and go for him, and he knew it. She sighed and rolled her eyes as she started heading back home.

She stumbled on something and caught herself, looking back at what she’d tripped on. An unfamiliar plant grew from between the cobblestones. She frowned and looked closer. If even she didn’t recognize it, then what-

She slowly reached out to touch it. As soon as her hand made contact, her vision exploded into white.

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GLaDOS watched as the new test subject completed the chambers at surprisingly fast speeds. And passed all of them without dying once.

“Interesting…” She muttered to herself. She checked the subject’s personnel file… Chell. That’s it? No last name? Oh, well.

As Chell entered the next chamber, GLaDOS spoke to her through the intercoms. “I’m surprised you made it this far. Most people would have died a few chambers ago. Impressive.”

She sighed when she didn’t get a response. Chell wasn’t very talkative, it seemed.

She suddenly felt… strange. Like she was going to pass out at any second. How was that possible? She couldn’t physically pass out…

But she felt dizzy…

And the world suddenly went black.


Juni ran around the Prairie, careful not to step on any of the flowers. They wouldn’t look very pretty if they were smushed.

She flew up to a ledge and sat down, watching the older kids collect their wax. On the ledge, there was an odd hole behind where she sat. But of course, she didn’t notice. That wasn’t what she was looking at.

She watched the older kids for a bit longer, then leaned back. That’s when she noticed the hole.

She screamed in fear as she fell down the hole, flapping anxiously as she tried desperately to right herself. But before she had the chance, she hit the ground, headfirst.

Wherever the child was, she was out cold.

@spacebluelily language

(Hey guys, I was wondering if you guys would mind if I added Liz to the rp?)
(There were some misunderstandings in the beginning and well long story short they were supposed to be in it, but ended up establishing themselves as a stalker)