[OPEN]

[concasse]

WHO: Sanji and you poor fools
WHERE: Various (pretty much any district of your choosing + subway)
WHEN: Mid January
WHAT: Retrospec gave him back his super strength and his ability to set himself on fire. It goes as well as expected. Also, tunnel shenanigans.
WARNINGS: His potty mouth. There's a looot of curse words under here.


I. I came in like a wrecking ball

[So, Retrospec.

Ever accidentally kicked your foot through a wall? Yes? Then you’ll know how messy that shit actually is, how it's not nearly as cool as the movies make it out to be. Imagine all the bits of plaster on the floor, the dust and debris spattered at the bottom of your expensive slacks, or the sudden draft blowing up your jacket because it’s chilly as hell outside -- and never mind the stares you get for your abrupt use of property damage.

And before you say shit – because you are probably gonna say shit, aren't you? -- Sanji holds up a hand to stop whoever is nearby, dead-eyed and staring like he’s already seen this play out three times already:]

I don’t wanna hear it.

[Yanking his leg back out, yes, as a chunk of the wall of this random building crumbles like a wet cookie.]

II. Flambé

[Sanji’s been angry before. That’s nothing new. But life has taught him it’s better to boil under the lid rather than erupt like a volcano. So he tries, alright? Despite his feet finding new and inventive ways to break everything they come in contact with, he fuckin tries to keep it together.

But in the end, all it takes is one too many times tripping into wanton destruction before he loses it. The dome's eternal darkness makes it too easy to lose his footing, and be it a stray cat, or tree root, or some unfortunate soul that runs into him (possibly you), Sanji yelps during the collision with his legs twisting for purchase –

And accidentally punches his leg through a... tree.]

-- For shitty fuck’s sake already--!



[It’s with a guttural howl that he erupts, heat and flames bursting forth in tribute at the hidden moon, bright enough that he could be seen for miles in the dark if there weren’t so many buildings surrounding him. He is done. He has had it. He is--

He is on fire.

-- Holy shit he's on fire, immediately patting himself down to tame the flames and screeching in terror--]

O-oi! Are you fuckin--!! S-someone help me out here!

[Please help before he burns down the city.]

III. Tunnel Entrance

[One would think after losing both his phone and wallet to the subway gods, Sanji would know better than to trespass here. And you'd be correct --

Except this time he, uh, lost one of his shoes.

So fuck it, back in he goes, wincing in disgust each time his uncovered foot touches the grime and rat piss he knows he's stepping in. The only positive here are his kicks can make meat pies out of those overgrown rodents, and they must sense it -- the vast majority refuse to approach him.

To any companion he suckered into helping him with his search:]

How much hush money I gotta pay you to keep quiet about the shoe?

IV. Wildcard

[ooc: Got a certain idea you want played out? Hit me up at ignitible or PM this journal.

Also of note is despite the shits and giggles, let's keep the property damage low (that poor abandoned building and tree notwithstanding). I'm not actually looking to set the entire city on fire.

It's also cool to use pretty much any method to put out Sanji's fire. Do you see who I play? I've long since abandoned my sense of shame.]