Abilities/Powers: Sanji’s power is in his legs. Most of his attacks come from various kicks just relying on his own strength which is pretty significant. In addition he does have the diable jambe which, from the wiki: - Diable Jambe, the power to heat his lower legs to a temperature so high that they glow bright red, by spinning rapidly in place, which causes his attack to be more powerful. Though, at the moment, he can only do it so many times. He also has shonen-like durability which means it’ll take a lot to take him down permanently.
Additionally, though he is quite good with cooking knives, he won’t use them to fight unless there’s a really big exception.
Items/Weapons: Which three items and/or weapons will your character arrive with? Nothing but the clothes he’s standing up lying flat in.
Sanji absently leans his elbow on the counter, cigarette smoking between his fingers as he scribbles down the recipe before he can forget it. It’s not that complicated but some of the steps are a little tricky and he wants to remember it so that he can improve it next time. It’s not so bad, this shitty place. At least there’s food. Shitty cans for the most part, but that doesn’t mean other food is unavailable. As long as he can make something for the others to eat, the rest of it will fall in place somehow… Some shitty way. Luffy would think of something.
A movement out of the corner of his eye grabs his attention and he looks floorward. Was that a mouse? A rat? Is the little bastard going near the trap? He can only hope so. It is a small amount of meat but meat is meat and he’s prepared worse before. Luffy will appreciate it anyway. A brief check of traps tells him he is still meatless for the moment so he sighs and takes a drag of his cigarette. Smart shitty mouse. He almost respects it but he’d rather eat it more. Ah well… There will always be cans. He turns back to his recipe and:
“What the hell?!”
He snatches the paper from the counter, staring at the blankness. Flips the paper over but there’s nothing on that side either. It’s like the whole shitty thing had been wiped clean. He glares at the pencil, wondering if there’s a kind of disappearing lead but knows it’s due to this shitty place somehow. This shitty place where they are all trapped and not even Luffy can break free of it.
Yet.
“You won’t beat me yet,” he mutters into the ether as he glares at the paper and smokes his cigarette. He’d improve the recipe even if he had to do it a million damn times. He could do that much at least.
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Abilities/Powers: Sanji’s power is in his legs. Most of his attacks come from various kicks just relying on his own strength which is pretty significant. In addition he does have the diable jambe which, from the wiki: - Diable Jambe, the power to heat his lower legs to a temperature so high that they glow bright red, by spinning rapidly in place, which causes his attack to be more powerful. Though, at the moment, he can only do it so many times. He also has shonen-like durability which means it’ll take a lot to take him down permanently.
Additionally, though he is quite good with cooking knives, he won’t use them to fight unless there’s a really big exception.
Items/Weapons: Which three items and/or weapons will your character arrive with? Nothing but the clothes he’s
standing uplying flat in.Sample Entry: Test drive here
Sample Entry Two:
Sanji absently leans his elbow on the counter, cigarette smoking between his fingers as he scribbles down the recipe before he can forget it. It’s not that complicated but some of the steps are a little tricky and he wants to remember it so that he can improve it next time. It’s not so bad, this shitty place. At least there’s food. Shitty cans for the most part, but that doesn’t mean other food is unavailable. As long as he can make something for the others to eat, the rest of it will fall in place somehow… Some shitty way. Luffy would think of something.
A movement out of the corner of his eye grabs his attention and he looks floorward. Was that a mouse? A rat? Is the little bastard going near the trap? He can only hope so. It is a small amount of meat but meat is meat and he’s prepared worse before. Luffy will appreciate it anyway. A brief check of traps tells him he is still meatless for the moment so he sighs and takes a drag of his cigarette. Smart shitty mouse. He almost respects it but he’d rather eat it more. Ah well… There will always be cans. He turns back to his recipe and:
“What the hell?!”
He snatches the paper from the counter, staring at the blankness. Flips the paper over but there’s nothing on that side either. It’s like the whole shitty thing had been wiped clean. He glares at the pencil, wondering if there’s a kind of disappearing lead but knows it’s due to this shitty place somehow. This shitty place where they are all trapped and not even Luffy can break free of it.
Yet.
“You won’t beat me yet,” he mutters into the ether as he glares at the paper and smokes his cigarette. He’d improve the recipe even if he had to do it a million damn times. He could do that much at least.