Open RP log - Gen

[yourotherleft]

This is the place to come to goof off, out of game context and just for fun. In-person interactions open to anyone who wants a piece of Zoro.

Fighting is a-ok! Shenanigans and a modicum of crack also welcome. Shippy stuff should be cleared with me first, via PM or Plurk. I don't really do AUs but Cerealia-setting is okay.

Some prompt ideas I'd like to play out:

- castmate interactions he hasn't gotten in canon
- OP-universe settings: at sea, dangerous islands, Marine bases, scene-between-scenes
- talkin' swords with sword people
- get him to open up about things like his past, his blades, what he did during the timeskip...
- drinking games
- nursing back to health
- angst. Yeah. Angst.

Comments

[allbluedreams]

He sees you looking at it and he recognizes hunger of all types you shitty addict. There will be no openings for you to take, he'll make sure of that. He might even start opening the bottle to see what Zoro will do but for right now he's content with the conversation.

Sort of shitty intent anyway. He can never tell if Zoro is shitty hedging the question or really means that it isn't any of Sanji's shitty business. Like he's so badass he can keep secrets of his shitty personality. Like they're not close enough, even as nakama, to reveal.

Not that Sanji gives a damn because he is Zoro's nakama only because they happen to be sailing under Luffy (and he respects the asshole and has his back but he refuses to shitty admit that even aloud in his head). But it's still shitty grating.

Who the hell does he think he is.

"I bet you haven't," Sanji said. "If you tried to get to any shitty bases you'd just end up in the outfield." Wait...that reference would be over the idiot's head. "Bet your fourth sword is a shitty dud."

Though even as the words spill out of his mouth he tries really hard not to think about what he just referenced.

[yourotherleft]

Zoro lets him ramble, keeping his eye on the bottle cork, until that last bit. At that, he chokes on the bite he just took and recoils out of instinct.

"It is not!" he snarls before he can stop himself. "It works just fine! Not that you'd ever know." Ugh no don't think that. He swallows hard to clear his throat fully - and to stop himself from flushing red.

It always works better to turn the tables, anyway. Give as good as he gets.

"Bet all your swirling and flailing is just a cover," he snipes back "Fake it because you've never been with a woman either."

....whoops that just slipped out.

[allbluedreams]

Nice try, asshole.

"It's a man's pride to let his shitty affection for the glorious ladies of his life show full force. I don't believe in holding back. And the moment one of those goddesses deigns to spend any shitty time on me I'll treat it with the respect and shitty reverence it deserves." But he won't think about it too much because he doesn't want to die of a shitty nosebleed.

Oops but there's a little leakage anyway.

He thumbs that away and focuses on Zoro, taking a drag on his cigarette. The blush is shitty interesting and although he wants to torment him about it-- but he's also genuinely shitty curious... so he tries the more diplomatic route.

"Just tell me one thing and I'll lay off." He blows out a stream of smoke before asking: "What's your type?"

[yourotherleft]

"Shut up about your man's pride." Zoro gives him a straight-up unimpressed look. Blah blah blah, that's not pride. He knows from pride.

He hunches down, guarding his food, and munches away for a bit, pretending he doesn't even care about the booze. Despite his best efforts to ignore the question, it slips in and pokes at his mind, and he finds himself formulating an answer in his mind before he can even decide whether he wants to.

"Dunno," he finally answers. "I don't really have one, I don't think." Even as his brain dredges up images of swords. "A swordsman, I guess."