Portgas D. Ace (
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genessia2016-09-29 01:02 am
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[over the course of the next few days, Ace will be wandering just about everywhere he can get access to (thats in public) and serving up, or attempting to serve up, a divine kancho -- at least to all the guys above a certain age. Children he'll leave alone and women will get a tap on the shoulder along with a business card which has 'You have been kancho'd' in a swirly font.
Feel free to bear his attack, dodge his attack or spread his attack to the unsuspecting denizens of wherever you happen to be.
It's a kancho long weekend everyone. Get your fingers ready]
Feel free to bear his attack, dodge his attack or spread his attack to the unsuspecting denizens of wherever you happen to be.
It's a kancho long weekend everyone. Get your fingers ready]
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[or you know, Ace]
I mean if he ever approached me like that I'd be all too happy to worship at his altar but...no no no, best not to even think about it. It'll be fine, really. Trust me!
[scrubs his face with both hands and falls back in along with Ace. Girls. Yes. Barty liek girl] Uhhh well, I don't really care about hair color or measurements or anything, but they kinda gotta be a little freaky. I like 'em freaky. Sense of adventure, don't mind the teeth, so on and so forth.
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It's hilarious and for some reason Ace is proud of Luffy. Even though Barty is an idiot, he's a discerning idiot and knows awesomeness when he sees it. Though worship at his altar?
Ace's expression blanks out a moment as his mind kicks into rapid screaming overdrive and deletes the last phrase that hung in the air like a rancid tapeworm.
He comes back too with Barty talking about freaky adventure teeth and Ace hazily connects it to girl types]
Teeth huh? You don't see many girls with teeth like that. Maybe Namur would know.
[he starts walking again and forgotten memory like a blighted shadow makes him shiver and fills him with the desire to punch Barty for no discernable reason. He resists the impulse, though barely]
That Wiess girl has teeth if you mean it attitude wise.
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The one from the holo-thingy? Nah, she looks way too uptight. I meant my teeth, but hey, if you or Namur know a girl who can match me fang-for-fang, that'd be a hell of a find. She'd be a real keeper, know what I mean?
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Maybe...
[but he trails off as he sees two unsuspecting initiates into the right of kancho lurking at the end of the alley. One has their back to them the other is facing them and so will require stealth.
He holds up a hand and motions for Barty to take the easy one but wait for his signal before attacking. It'll be more fun to do it simultaneously]
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3... 2... 1...
And then the fingerthrust of
injustice. Ace's man at least squeals like a stuck pig and jumps about five feet and Ace grins proudly while he waits for Barty to return to his side]no subject
That was satisfying!
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But I was thinking--what if we took a really great picture of you and put it in the paper? I bet the girls would come flocking to you!
[maybe not as much as to Namur but who can compete with that?]
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Huh. You think so? I've never tried something like that before! Usually you only see my picture in the paper if it's my wanted poster, heh!
[not even thinking how badly this could backfire on him, nope]
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Yeah! It'll be great! We can set you up on a couch or something with the see through cloth stuff and grapes. Thatch says ladies like it like that.
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[bastards better not want those bricks deflected back or Barty's got a Barrier for 'em]
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[of course Ace would eat them anyway but that is neither here nor there. More bricks are thrown and dodged and Ace is getting annoyed.]
You'd think they'd just return the favor. [grumble]
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Not smart enough, I guess. Oh well, you know what to do with stupid people.
Anyway, I can live without the grapes, if you wanna go with that plan. Sounds like fun, I'm in.
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No grapes... But you've got to have something... If you were a food what would you be--
Oh wait I know! A pickle!
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[Ace is the only one of his heroes he's willing to talk back to. Gently.]
Bigger than a pickle. Cucumber. Zucchini. Summer sausage. [that's right] A big ol' kielbasa!
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Kielbasa then... but we'll have to dye it green -- though Luffy's probably going to bug you for it so make sure you have some on hand....
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Think I should pose with my jacket off? Chicks dig tattoos. [with a nod to Ace's trademark on his arm, to say nothing of his back]
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We can have a whole bunch of photos. Girls like all sorts of different things so you'd have a wide variety to choose from.
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I'm likin' this idea more and more! And if it works, next time I'll be your wingman. Get you someone cute, too.
[no, he has no idea...]
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But if it works you can spot me dinner how about that? [an even greater challenge really]
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Y-y-you...huh? Huh?
[REBOOTING BARTOLOMEO]
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[he is trying really hard to wrap his brain around this, it's not you, Ace. Well maybe it's a little you.]
He's a Marine for cryin' out loud!!
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Anyway it makes things less complicated that way. We both know we're enemies and we can't really fight because how is it gonna end? [he waves a hand]
Bet you'd do a Marine if she was hot.
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[but now he has to think. Like, fold his arms in a huff and strain really hard to think. Would he do a hot Marine?]
I...I dunno, I don't think I could get past that. I mean, sure, here they don't got jurisdiction and can't do shit to us. But the asshole did do a number on Trafalgar...
[this is super-complicated!]
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