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Bubble Trouble
Who: The Straw Hats
Where: Sailing log en route to Gamboller's Berth With a pitstop at Empieza.
When: March 30th-April 7th: Sailing, April 8th-11th Empieza
What: Bubbling and other shenanigans
Warnings: The usual
Have at. :3
Where: Sailing log en route to Gamboller's Berth With a pitstop at Empieza.
When: March 30th-April 7th: Sailing, April 8th-11th Empieza
What: Bubbling and other shenanigans
Warnings: The usual
Have at. :3
4/1 - 4/5
He's in the middle of a big ol' yawn when he walks smack into one. And there's the foam and shit and he has a minor WTF? moment, but he's tired and not paying attention and so he kind of...doesn't notice. What happens.
Nope, instead he just falls into his hammock, still in his button-up shirt and everything! Though the buttons are straining a bit now, eheh. As soon as he kicks his shoes off, he's asleep.
AFTER HE FIGURES SHIT OUT (aka after Zoro comes to bed), feel free to find Sanji whenever and wherever on board! For the first day or so, he'll probably be freaking out a little. Yeah, okay, so he's technically been a girl before -- in Nami-san's body and also that Ranma kid's way back when -- but those bodies weren't his. And he really doesn't appreciate having his masculinity yanked away from him! ALSO HIS SHIRTS DON'T FIT.
But he'll get over it eventually, though it helps when he remembers that shit never lasts too long in this world and it's fine, just because he has (some really nice, actually) breasts doesn't mean he's not still a man! ...You know. Inside.
SO YEAH. GENSWAP SANJI, HAVE AT!
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Damn Sanji, your tits got huge.
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To which he just kind of gapes at her for a moment. Those sure are some shitty bird legs she's sporting instead of a fin today, but more importantly -- say what now??]
...Ah. Robin-chan's are bigger.
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What, he can tell. He's got an eye for this kinda thing. BUT ALSO he didn't really mean to say that and it just comes blurting out before his eyes widen abruptly. He clears his throat, crossing his arms over his more-ample-than-usual chest.]
Shit, I mean -- are you feeling alright, Keimi-chan??
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4am, the 1st
It's pitch-dark in the men's cabin, but Zoro manages to make his way over to Sanji's hammock, kicking off his boots and setting aside his swords before tumbling into bed with him, all set to snatch a few cozy hours of sleep before dawn and breakfast. He flings an arm over the cook as usual, only to find something soft and bouncy where usually there isn't. His first (and only) thought is goddammit stupid shit-cook bringing that damn boob pillow to bed with him again, and he hates that thing so he lifts his head in order to find it and yank it out of Sanji's arms so they're not sleeping with that creepy thing...
But his hand falls hard on warmth. Flesh. That's...not a pillow.
There's no time for any thought, rational or not, he reacts on pure instinct, yelping and yanking back his hand like it's been scalded. The momentum flings him right back out of the hammock onto the floor with a thud.]
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The fuck, you asshole, the hell's wrong with you? People're tryin' to sleep, ya know.
[He pushes himself up to a sitting position, scowling and rubbing the back of his head where it hit the deck before gingerly feeling his shoulder. Though, strangely, it doesn't hurt at all. Huh.
Sanji peers through the darkness, trying to find Zoro.]
Also some of us recently got shot, and— [STOPS TALKING ABRUPTLY, a hand flying to his throat.] What the shit??
[Because that is not his voice. That is so not his goddamn voice!]
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the following morning~
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4/2
And Luffy has a great idea.
So he fixes his face in a scowly scowl and pushes open the galley door]
Oi, Cook! Booze!
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3/30-4/5
I feel like I can trust these people, they stand up and care for each other and I think as much as some of these people seem like childish idiots I think they are my best chance out of here.
She's quick and straight to the point]
If you'll allow it I'd like to officially join you all as a member of your crew.
[B-4/1][The morning of the first Lorelai wakes up and makes her way up to the deck to do her usual morning training sessions. The strange bubbles floating around not really registering after the booze rain of the previous month.
I mean really, it can't be any worse than last months rain and pinching can it? It's actually kind of pretty
She begins going through the motions with her scythe, switching form and stance as she moves across the rear of the deck. Midway through she ends up stabbing through one of the bubbles. No sooner does this happen than her legs suddenly turn into fins and she immediately falls flat on her face unable to balance in any way. She's stuck flopping around and dragging herself around the deck by her hands.]
FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUCK! A LITTLE HELP PLEASE.
[C-4/2-4/5] It takes a little over a day for Lorelai to have any balance at all moving around with a fishtail. During this time she spends most of her time drinking in the Galley and pretty regularly falling on her face over and over again.
Please don't let this last]
4/2
Oh man, Lori, you really suck at that don't you?
[Snickering forever.]
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3/30
Luffy's the only one who can make that decision. If he says you're in, you're in. Simple as that.
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4/3
You're pretty bad at that, aren't you? hahaha
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4/3
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4/1-4/5
After that he's going to be popping bubbles like mad, being various nakama... Zoro, Sanji, Robin as well as other people and a plethora of animals. (if there is any preference, let me know) on 4/5 he is going to spend the day as Luffyko. Pick a date for shenaigans and requests if you've got 'em!]
4/5 ehehehe
The problem is he has no guarantees he wouldn't just end up with something worse, or even more awkward. He wasn't exactly joking when he told Zoro maybe he'd wind up as a sexy lady marimo-chan. But maybe he'd be male Keimi-chan, or pretty lady shitty rubber-chan...
He thinks, as he walks right past a familiar-and-yet-unfamiliar girl on deck as he heads for the galley.
No, definitely safer to just stick with this dumb body and wait for it to wear off—
......Whoa now.
Sanji pauses and blinks.
Then glances back over his shoulder.
There's no way. Please no.]
Luffy?
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4/1 on
[She's doing what anypony would do in her situation -- experimenting with walking on two feet and the limits of this new body.]
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Sometime midafternoon on the first day, he wanders over to see how she's doing. He remembers her fascination with human function after the body swap, so...]
Having fun, Celestia?
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4/1
Damn. Tia, is that you? You look hot.
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4/3
Hey, check it out! I'm you! shishishi
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Celestia-swaaaan~!
[Spins toward her, which might look more awkward than usual considering he's a girl right now. THEN AGAIN it's probably always awkward.]
I made a drink for you!
[Swoops into a bow that nearly pitches him straight forward onto his face. Damn extra weight on his chest that he's still not used to, hmph. He straightens again with a sheepish laugh, holding the glass out for her. Miraculously, he didn't spill anything!]
How you doing with the shitty legs?
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4/1 onwards
She can still be found in her workshop working on orders, or making food in the galley. She may also be sitting in the nooks and crannies of the ship's ceiling, or up in the crow's nest. Or, if you're seeing her around dinner, she'll be swooping down into the ocean to pull fish out with her large talons. Mmm, fish dinner.]
4/2
Woah! Keimi! Your wings look great! I want some of that, too.
But those bubbles are kinda hard to get right.
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4/3
The smell in the air is different, though. At least, for when it's Keimi who's cooking. It smells almost like...]
...Ah. Whatcha doing, Keimi-chan?
[Because it smells like fish in here.]
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4/5 and afterward
[he was doing so well. He had managed to avoid even brushing up against a bubble for days. Haki helped, a lot. Zoro was feeling pretty good about his skills, though he figured out after the first two days that as long as the bubbles existed, this bullshit would go on. They showed no signs of disappearing, so he kept his guard up.
Until today.
Today Zoro climbs out of the crow's nest, mid-morning, after doing some scouting, and about halfway down the rigging decides to let go and drop down the rest of the way, like he usually does. But as he falls, a bubble just floats into his path and there's no way to avoid it, he doesn't even see it until he hears the pop and feels the wash of foam.
Instead of landing in a crouch on the deck as usual, a much shorter Zoro thuds onto his ass with the swords clattering on top of him. Drowning in pants and sash, he lets out the longest, most savage stream of nasty cusswords in the most adorable little child voice.
Yep, he's ten again. Himself, but child-sized. Again. Fuck he hates this so much. If you'll excuse him, he's going to go trudge off to the men's cabin and hide for the rest of the day.]
After:
[once the effects of the bubbles wear off, for everyone, Zoro will be more visibly around - but sulking. Embarrassed about pretty much everything, and he handles embarrassment poorly. Clearing the air with the cook is a priority, but otherwise, he'll just be doing his job, standing watch just as much if not more than during the first five days of the month, using all that time alone to think.
That is, if he can get any time alone.]
4/5 to start!
But it comes back to him in a rush, that whole thing awhile ago where half the crew suddenly lost a few shitty years off their age.
He glances over his shoulder.]
Oi, mini marimo.
[Hoping he didn't lose his memory like some of the others did that time.]
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4/5
You popped a bubble! [have a gigantic hug] You really can have fun! shishishi
[Your captain is proud of you! Try not to suffocate in there, though]
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4/6 and beyond!
Sanji sure is glad he kicked his Keimi-made jeans off and slipped into a pair of boxers before going to bed, because apparently sometime during the night he shifted back into male form (THANK FUCK) and that probably would've been...uncomfortable...
The shirt he's wearing is Zoro's, at least. Keimi-chan might not let him wear them during the day, but at night he figures it doesn't matter. The baggier the better.
But anyway.
The pure relief that flows through him the following morning is almost overwhelming. It takes him a few minutes to realize what happened, though. When he first blinks awake, he goes through his usual routine of "wonder why he's by himself --> oh yeah, fuck this world --> blearily roll out of the hammock and shuffle off to the bathroom --> pee --> ...wait hold on."
Whiiiich is about when he figures things out.
If anyone's wondering why there's cheering and whooping coming from the bathroom this morning, it's because Sanji's got his dick back. 8|
AFTER THAT, and also after giving himself a moment to deal with that whole overwhelming relief thing, he slips back out and pulls on a pair of sweatpants before heading to the galley. It's one of those days where he can't even be bothered to get completely dressed. Whatever, he can do it later. Right now he just wants to cook up a storm and make a big ol' breakfast because thank shitty fuck the nightmare is over.
Part of him wants to go find Zoro...but the part of him that wakes up annoyed every morning figures Zoro will find him. He'll just focus on getting the coffee ready.
AFTER THE 6TH, he'll settle back into his usual routine and be in a much less pissy mood overall. Hit him up for whatever you want!]
dat morning
He slips into the men's cabin to grab a pair of pants and his haramaki, and glances to see that Sanji appears to be boobless, but after his behavior the last few days he's not sure it would be wise to just slip into the man's hammock like nothing was wrong. Instead, he goes and takes second watch, and falls asleep on deck near the figurehead.
So, it is on Zoro to find Sanji when morning comes, and so he does, sneaking his way into the galley as soon as he can smell the aroma of coffee. Yet again prepared to apologize for being a shithead. Things really never did change.]
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