#but seriously this is SO GHIACCIO CODED

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When you are hella bored at work but the news drop Ghiaccio references/memes for you

It happened in Bologna, but in my heart was Vicenza 🤣🤣🤣

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Hi!

What do you think about la squadra(separately) with s/o that is very childlish? Like, not a little child ofc, they can get serius when it has to be, and they talk ,like, normally (without "owo uwu" shit). They just loooove some cute things, animals etc. They also love watching cartoons, play games, and many other things likke that.

If you don't want to write it that's okay :)))

Bye bye <3

awwww i love it!!!!!

la squadra with a cutesy and playful partner 😚

risotto ✂️

he loves cute things too, he gets it. he adores how excitable and sweet you are and you absolutely count as cute things that he loves

the two of you will fawn over the neighbourhood cats together and every time you run into his office with fun shaped snacks to share cause u both love them (like gummies or cookies or chocolates) his heart goes ❤️❤️❤️❤️💕❤️💕❤️❤️💕💕💕

he appreciates that you're not afraid to get serious when the time calls for it too but seeing you without your normal attitude is so jarring and sad for him, he'll work twice as hard to fix what's wrong to see you smiling again. you're so full of love and wonder despite everything and that's so precious to him, he's protective (he knows and respects that you can handle yourself he just loves u) and would never want you to change for the wrong reasons ya kno

you absolutely balance each other out very well and you're fucking adorable to see because he's so stoic and scary and then ur this energetic sweetheart

he's not really one for cartoons or video games but he'll indulge ur interests!!! if he has the time to watch a cute movie with u (like disney) he will pay attention and give u his honest opinion

prosciutto 🚬

OPPOSITES ATTRACT HUH

honestly when you first joined the team he was an ass about it, thought it was unbecoming of an assassin to behave so childishly (the others already give him a headache) but the fact that you stood your ground actually really impressed him. you're still an adult and you're not unreasonable, you know when to take things seriously, you just have your eccentricities like everyone else in this circus and he came to appreciate your point of view and your seemingly boundless enthusiasm for nice things in life. he later expressed as much to you during his apology for being an ass.

you temper each other. he'll be your grounding force and you'll help him loosen up

he does like how ur sweet and open with your affection. if he grumbles about sharing the bed with plushies that's code for 'cuddle me instead'

he also loves bringing you to cafés that do those fancy or fun shapes in the lattes cause he loves to see your eyes light up and fawn over how 'its almost too pretty to drink!!!' it's really quite adorable how excitable u are and prosciutto is not immune to it

pesci 🎣

he very very much loves and appreciates it, you're a big comfort to him. the instant you chugged milk with him and gave him a silly grin with a milk moustache, he was in love

your sweetness and energy picks him up and when you've dropped your attitude he will take on the WHOLE WORLD to hear you laugh again. he's very protective and he's the first to jump to your defense if the others tease you or otherwise give you a hard time

he could listen to you gush for hours. he will absolutely sit and watch cartoons with u. he's not the greatest at video games but he'll try his best for u

because of his name you'll often lovingly make that cute fishy face at him with the kissy lips and ur eyes crossed and his heart explodes every time

he has somewhat of a sweet tooth, he likes things that have a light sweetness to them rather than anything super sugary. you'll share desserts and it's very cute

formaggio 🧀

he LOVES IT. he's just as fun-loving, there's never a dull moment with you two whether you're playing a dumb game you made up out of boredom, you're dancing and he's twirling you around, or ur in a pillow/tickle fight and play wrestling. you tend to get each other into trouble but you both snicker about it. two peas in a pod.

cats like you more than they like him but he can often get his pets in if the kitty is curled in ur lap and u both get giddy about it

you definitely game together. he's not as into the cartoons but he'll still watch em with you, he thinks they're cute and you're cute, but he may fall asleep during movies

he's a very grounding support when things require you to be serious, you work together hand in hand to solve the issue so u can get back to laughing

and he will do anything to hear u giggle, doesn't matter if he makes a damn fool of himself, he doesn't care. as far as he's concerned your laugh is the best sound in the world

illuso ✨

oh, he will tease you about it. probably in a way that's kind of mean when you first join, but you aren't bothered by him or concerned with his opinion. if you point out that he's the childish one for trying to get a rise out of you when you're just minding your own business, that has EVERYONE appreciating you because it's unbearably fun to see illuso taken down a notch. that has him huffing and retreating for a bit and having a think. when he comes back, he's less of an ass. as you grow closer, he apologizes.

now the only way he teases is gentle and loving and fond, because you really are quite adorable and he wouldn't have it any other way. it honestly kind of freaks him out when you get serious but he doesn't show it, he'll just place a gentle hand on your arm or your waist and work with you to resolve the issue. he's relieved when you smile again

he warms up to your plushies because they're nice cozy additions to his piles of pillows for lounging around on and they make u happy

he may keep up his aloof air when he picks up a controller with u or watches over ur shoulder like he has nothing better to do but he gets REALLY into it and competitive, or intensely supportive and backseat gaming if ur going solo

he honestly loves how sweet u are because that sort of thing doesn't really come easy to him

melone 🍈

he thinks ur absolutely adorable and makes sure u know it. he's playful too in a more relaxed sort of way so he mellows you out while still having fun

he loves to hear you gush and wants to get involved in ur passions. he's pretty good at gaming but he'll get more into admiring/analyzing the design aspect of it and same w/ cartoons, he's concerned for all the babies out there because they deserve good stories that make them think and benefit their growth and he will think out loud about how a show/movie fares in that regard after you've watched it together

he can talk a lot about animals with u too!!!! every time u grin or coo at a cute creature or Stay Very Still so a butterfly will land on u and giggle cause it tickles, his heart is doing backflips and he can't believe someone as wonderful as u exists and loves him as much as he loves you

ADULT COLOURING BOOKS!!!!! he absolutely loves to fill in the pages with u and add onto the designs outside the lines in all sorts of colours

he admires that ur not afraid to get serious when it's called for but still so sweet, he's so drawn to you and you make everyone's day better and just light up the room

ghiaccio ❄️

he also loves cute things. that includes u. but it will take him a while to admit out loud how adorable you are because he's flustered about it

forget normie relationship milestones like moving in together, the moment u both started slowly familiarizing your plushie collections to each other, swapping or gifting ones u saw and HAD to get for them or keeping two of them together because they're friends now Do Not Seperate!!!!, he knew this was Real

one of his favorite pastimes is sharing a big big cozy sweater with u, it doesn't matter if it's a bit tight with two people in it or that ur faces are squished together, he'll wrap his arms around u (if u haven't already put ur hands in the sleeves too) and cuddle u against him like a fluffy, snuggly, grumpy cat. welcome to sweater town, population u and ghiaccio

ur both very into pokemon too. you'll spend hours with ur heads bent together over ur gameboys with each other's companion games for that generation and help each other with trading and version exclusives

he's the first to yell at anyone for teasing you and he honestly gets a little freaked out when you go serious but he won't show it. he'll want to address the problem as quickly as possible tho and discreetly hug u when ur giggling again

sorbet and gelato 🔪🍦

THEY LOVE IT UR ADORABLE. they're both playful in their own ways (sorbet is more chill and dry wit sort of playful, gelato is no impulse control and hyena cackling sort of playful) and they love to have fun with u

it's also like.... the world is fucked up and they're both kinda fucked up (more than kinda), and they know you're not like an innocent baby or at all incompetent (hell, you may be kinda fucked up too, who isn't when ur an assassin) but it's just. nice to see someone else having fun and being sweet and enjoying things about life. so they are very protective of you when things get serious, they never EVER want to see you become embittered and will do absolutely anything to get you laughing again as soon as possible. which, guaranteed, they do

gelato has always had a short attention span so he knows what to do for entertainment and sorbet knows how to entertain, he may be the more patient one but they both like to mix things up and keep the surroundings interesting. they will play all sorts of games with u, video games or card games or stupid shit like beer pong or making a game of how many marshmallows u can each fit in ur mouths. you'll all go for a nice walk in the park and nothing is more relaxing for sorbet than kickin back on a bench while his rowdy babes end up tussling in the dirt. be free

of course, u and gelato also drag him into the dirt and put flowers in his hair and he would want nothing less

they'll both squish ur cheeks and lovingly tease u about how cute u are. blow a raspberry at them and they'll give u a kiss

sorbet will throw u over his shoulder and carry u around (no matter ur body type, he's strong!!!) + gelato will smatter ur face in kisses, just to hear u squeal and giggle

[dokidoki-tae]

How Are They As Drivers?

Risotto: Does not get road-rage. Though, if you look closely, you can see his jaw clench and his grip tighten on the steering wheel if someone has done something that gets on his nerve; mostly cutting him off. Despite being an assassin, he’s pretty law-abiding when it comes to driving and follows the rules of the road, uses the Highway Code, doesn’t abuse other drivers, doesn’t tailgate or hog middle lanes. You are safe while he’s behind the wheel.  

Prosciutto: Gets annoyed by bad drivers, and you’re unlikely to hear the end of it for the remainder of your drive unless you distract him. You’d prefer that he’d drive because he’ll comment on your driving and criticize you if you’re going too fast or too slow (back seat driver); it’s better if he drives. A decent driver as he doesn’t want to risk damaging his car.

Pesci: Way too tense and leaning against the steering wheel. Pesci, please relax, you’ll cause an accident like that. If you’re with him, he’s likely to ask you to check if he can change lanes, worried if someone is in his blind spot. Looks confused when he’s driving. Goes to slow when he’s making turns. Will be honked out by other drivers.

Formaggio: He’s impatient and prefers that others drive because he’s likely to flip out on other’s bad driving. One time someone honked at him the moment the light turned green, so he put his car into park, stepped out, and confronted the asshole who honked at him. His s/o had to step in and stop a fight from happening in the middle of traffic. 

Melone: Also a good driver. He owns a motorcycle, so he takes driving more seriously because if he were to get into an accident, he can get seriously injured. Always uses turn signals and makes sure he has enough room to pass cars. Makes sure you have the proper gear before getting on his bike. Hates drivers who aren’t considerate of motorcyclists *cough* Gelato *cough*

Illuso: Multi-tasker. Tell him to put his phone away or else you’re going to get into an accident. He thinks he’s such a good driver, but he’s the only person who’s actually rear-ended someone because he wasn’t paying attention. Uses phone, drinks his coffee, checks himself out in the mirror. Will obnoxiously blast his music.

Ghiaccio: Speed demon and lane changer without signaling. He’s a good driver, and he knows it. Thinks he owns the road and does what he wants. He doesn’t get road rage; he’s the one causing it. Maneuvers through traffic like a pro, but the passenger is very likely holding on to the car handles for dear life because Ghiaccio driving is honestly terrifying. He’s unlikely to get into an accident because he makes sure his brakes are in good condition.

Sorbet: Calm driver like Risotto. Doesn't care about bad drivers. Might hear a grumble but overall knows bad drivers exist but doesn't make a fuss about it. He’s driven with Gelato, so he knows what not to do and ends up driving 98% of the time. Sensible and considerate of pedestrians, cyclists, and motorcyclists. Ignores Gelato’s backseat driving.

Gelato: Road-rager. Sorbet thinks he’s lost a few years of his life thanks to Gelato’s driving. Will flip you off and might cuss you out if you end up next to each other at the next stoplight. He’s tailgated out of pettiness and has been tempted to rear-end someone because their driving pissed him off. Hates motorcyclist and cyclists. Rarely drivers.

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You have one piece fic I know you have one piece fic please post a one piece fic :D

I still don’t know why you like this one so much?

For those of you who are not my twin sister and beta reader, this is a scene from a One Piece/Castle crossover I wrote a couple years ago, basically imagining how the Water 7 arc from One Piece would happen if it was set in the Castle universe. 

Castle is a police procedural show where a wealthy and eccentric author and a hard-nosed by the book detective team up to solve murders. One Piece is crazy anime pirates getting into crazy shenanigans in a crazy world.

If you’d like to see something else, check out this post for the full list.

And without further ado, here’s the fic!

“Are you sure we shouldn’t be going after this guy without more backup? I mean, he is a pirate.”

“He’s not a pirate, Castle. He just has a pirate flag on his boat. Plenty of people do that without actually being pirates.”

“But what if that’s just what he wants you to think? Maybe he’s just waiting for us to get up there and as soon as we do, the rest of his pirate crew will come swinging over from the next building with cutlasses between their teeth— maybe we could hire some ninjas instead–”

“Castle, are you going to take this seriously?”

“I am taking this seriously!” Award winning author Richard Castle pouted at his partner, Detective Kate Beckett, as the two of them climbed the stairs to the hotel roof, “You’re the one who’s dismissing the very real possibility of a pirate attack.”

Detective Kate Beckett of the NYPD paused on the landing, sighing and rubbing at the tension headache that inevitably formed whenever Castle got stuck on one of his ridiculous theories. “Castle. For the last time. We are here to question suspects in the attempted murder of Thomaso Ghiaccio. Not to accuse them of piracy. That’s the coast guard’s jurisdiction, not ours.” She continued climbing, “I’m still not sure why we’re on this instead of Major Crimes.”

“The chief probably just wanted his best detective on it.”

“That’s what he told me, but I’m homicide. I don’t usually get cases where the victim is still breathing.” She grimaced, remembering their trip to hospital to get witness statements from Ghiaccio’s teary secretary and the rest of his shaken employees. She’d seen the doctor’s report. The guy was lucky to be alive.

“It makes a nice change. To be able to stop a killer before they’ve actually killed someone instead of hunting them down after the fact.” Castle offered.

“It does,” Beckett admitted, “But still, this case! A prominent Italian engineer gets gunned down in his apartment without any sign of a break in. His employees are split between accusing a rival ship-building company or their most recent disgruntled customers, and are ready to lynch both of them, just in case. The rival company apparently has mafia ties, the customers sailed into town a week ago flying a pirate flag—they’re not really pirates, Castle, don’t even start. It sounds like something you would write, honestly…” She stopped dead, looking at the man beside her—the wealthy, well-connected, best-selling author, who had installed himself in her precinct and her life in search of ‘inspiration’ without so much as a by-your-leave—with growing disbelief. “Castle. You didn’t.”

Castle at least had the grace to look guilty. “You said so yourself, it’s a really interesting case.”

“Castle. Tell me you did not use your influence with the chief to land us this case because you wanted to investigate pirates.”

“…”

“Castle?”

“Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies.”

“… I hope your pirates make you walk the plank.”

“Hey—! Wait, do you think Alexis would avenge me? She takes fencing. And she’ll probably bully you into helping her track them down… I can see it now. ’Allo, my name is Alexis Castle, you killed my father, prepare to die. No Alexis, don’t give in to the dark side—!”

“Focus, Castle.” Beckett instructed, rounding the corner of the final flight of stairs. “The roof’s just ahead.”

“Sorry,” Castle dropped his arms, running a little to catch up with Beckett, “You really think they’ll be on the roof? And if they’re not, ooh! Could we start a man-hunt? Because the only thing that would make this case better than it already is would be a city-wide manhunt for the attacker.”

“The manager saw one of them headed up these stairs.” Beckett said, deciding to ignore the bit about a city-wide manhunt for the sake of her sanity, “It’s as good a bet as any. Though why the alarms wouldn’t sound—ah,” She frowned at the wires hanging loose in front of the door, yanked out of the roof alarm, “They’re lucky we’re not building inspectors.”

“Thank God. Can you imagine trying to write a book about building code violations instead of murders? ” Castle said, and opened the door.

The first thing Castle noticed about the teenager leaning against the air-conditioning unit opposite the door was his hair. How did he even get it that color? It was a bright, almost glow-in-the-dark green. Combined with three piercings in one ear, cargo pants, ratty white wife-beater, and sullen glower, he looked like every boy he’d ever warned Alexis about, distilled into the archetypical punk.

The first thing Beckett noticed about the teenager was the unsheathed katana in his left hand.

Her hand dropped to her holster, drawing her gun and clicking off the safety in one move, “NYPD, drop your weapon.”

The teen glanced at her, his gaze dropping to the badge on her belt before he grunted in acknowledgement. “Yes. Choto, I am almost done.”

Beckett stiffened, about to demand that he put away his sword now, not when it suited him, but the teen had swiped a piece of thin paper along the edge of the blade and sheathed it before she could do more than open her mouth. He shifted onto his knees slowly and placed the sword on his far right, just out of easy reach. Then he leaned back again, slouching against the air conditioning unit, and raised an eyebrow as if to say, happy?

Castle was impressed. He wasn’t sure if it was teenage insolence or straight up arrogance, but either way, it took major guts to bait Beckett when she had her game face on.

Beckett twitched, eyes narrowed, looking like she still had half a mind to arrest him on general principles. But she holstered her gun, the only concession to still-twitching nerves the hand she rested on the grip. “We’re looking for Lufisacio D. Monkey.” She said, “Do you know where he is?”

That earned them a sharp look that even pulling a weapon on him hadn’t gotten. But his gaze shifted somewhere behind them, to the billboard toward the front of the building, and he yelled, “Oi, Luffy!”

“Hã?” Another boy’s voice called out, somewhere above them.

“Satsu-yo.”

“Satsuyo?” Beckett asked under her breath, not really expecting an answer as she looked for the owner of the second voice.

“Japanese slang for the police,” Castle replied, just as soft. He was still watching the green-haired teen, eyes alight, “You know, I think this guy might actually be yakuza! Well, no maybe not, no tattoos and he still has all his fingers. On a more important note; why didn’t you tell me that our prime suspect’s name was Lufisacio?”

“Because I knew that you wouldn’t shut up about it if you knew and it was a long drive.” Beckett muttered, then called louder, “Sir, would you mind coming out please?”

Gravel exploded beside them. Another teenager—shorter than the first, wearing a red basketball jersey and cut-off jeans– landed in a crouch. He straightened, placing the straw hat hanging around his neck back on to wiry black hair.

Beckett noted bandaged limbs and wondered where he had gotten the scar beneath his left eye.

Castle noted the sixteen foot difference between the top of the billboard and the roof, and wondered if the young man made a habit of jumping from high places.

Lufisacio D. Monkey glanced between the two of them, “Zoro said you are a polícia?”

“Yes,” Beckett said, “I’m Detective Kate Beckett, this is my partner Richard Castle.”

The teen, somewhat surprisingly, brightened, “Richard Castelo? O autor?”

“If, by that you mean the famous, best-selling author that has been translated into dozens of languages around the world, then yes, that’s me.” Castle smirked a bit, holding out a hand.

“Que barato!” The teen grinned widely, seizing Castle’s hand and shaking it enthusiastically before turning back to his friend. “Zoro, mee-te!”

“Ah, ah, wakkatte.” The green-haired teen waved lazily, then linked both hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

Unperturbed by the lack of enthusiasm, he turned back to face Castle and Beckett with the same wide grin, “Nami and Robin read your stories all the time to us. They are very good!”

“Glad you enjoyed them,” Castle was matching him grin for grin by this point, “It’s always good to meet a fan.”

“You will sign our books?”

“Sure!”

“Unfortunately,” Beckett broke in, “I’m afraid neither of you will have time for that.” She was immune to Castle’s reaction at this point, but she wasn’t quite prepared when they both turned puppy eyes on her. She had to steel herself before continuing, “We just have a few questions for you, Mr. Monkey—”

“Vovô?” The teen interrupted, looking around in alarm.

His friend snorted, mumbling something that sounded vaguely like, “aho, teme-ga.”

Whatever it was, Luffy relaxed, turning back to them with a grin, “My name is Luffy. Mr. Monkey is my vovô, my grandpa. Entendes?”

“Luffy is a lot better than Lufisacio.” Castle said, with a sympathetic smile at the awful name.

“Sim.” Luffy made a face, and glanced at Beckett, “Detetive, you have questions?”

“Yes.” Beckett said, pulling up a picture on her phone. “Do you recognize this man?”

“Avô Tom. Yes, I know him.” Luffy nodded. “He looked at our ship when we brought it for repairs.”

The president of the entire company personally evaluates a ship for damages? There’s got to be something up with that. Beckett nodded, making a mental note, “And were you satisfied with his work?”

Something in Luffy’s face shut down. Aha, Beckett thought. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Castle lean forward.

“Sim … talvez.” Luffy stared down at his feet, “Não.”

“English please, Luffy.” Beckett said, a touch impatiently.

“He said Allons-y Allégrement could no longer sail.”

“Is that your ship?” Luffy nodded, “Did you have an argument?”

“Sim,” he shrugged, “I wanted Avô to fix her. We brought lots of dollars to show we could afford the repairs, but he said it did not matter how much money we had, it was impossible.”

“Why was that?”

“Allons-y Allégrement is a wood ship. Her quilha, her keel … he said it was broken.”

“Did you believe him?”

To Beckett’s surprise, that question made him rally, He lifted his head, looking her in the eye. “I do not know how to fix ships,” He told her, “Meu tripulação does not know how to fix ships. If Avô Tom and his friends say she cannot go on, I must trust him.”

Which was not a ‘yes.’ Definitely something to look into.

“Still,” Castle interjected, “That must have been pretty difficult, just giving up on your ship like that. We saw pictures of her; she looks like she’s been through a lot.”

“Eh,” Luffy shrugged again, uncomfortable, “We need to keep moving. We need to buy a new ship. I wish it was not necessary, but it is what we must do.”

“Speaking of moving,” Castle said, “According to our records, you’re docked down at Liberty Landing Marina.” At Luffy’s nod, he continued, managing to sound only curious about a detail he was convinced would crack the case. “I can understand wanting to see the Big Apple, but what are you doing all the way in Brooklyn?”

“Cheap hotels.”

… Damn. Luffy can’t lie at all, can he? Beckett thought. If he was closed off before, he was positively stony now, and the contrast between that and the cheerfulness he had greeted them with made his reluctance to answer painfully obvious.

Hiding or not, Castle’s pet theory was going to have to wait. It was time to get down to business. “When was the last time you saw Mr. Ghiaccio?” Beckett asked.

“Yesterday.” Luffy glanced at her curiously. “Why? Is he lost?”

“Mr. Ghiaccio was shot last night in his home.”

“… Heh?” Luffy was staring, eyes wide and shocked, “Avô Tom was … fala serio!”

“He was shot twice in the front and three times in the back.” Beckett had to squash an instinctual rush of sympathy at Luffy’s expression, bearing on brutally. “He’s still alive. But only barely.”

“Não.” Luffy shook his head in denial.

Beckett and Castle shared a glance. Neither of them had understood all of what Luffy had said, but Beckett had broken the news of a loved one’s death to enough families that she could guess.

Which begged the question. Luffy was a suspect. The only possible suspect, according to Ghiaccio’s main foreman and quite a few employees.

Why was he acting like a victim?

“Quem—” Luffy began, stopped himself, and began again in English. “Who would shoot him? Why? He is a nice man, todos o amam. Who would shoot him?”

Beckett raised an eyebrow, letting her silence speak for itself.

When the silence crossed the line from ‘telling’ to ‘awkward’ and Luffy looked no closer to getting the message, Castle coughed slightly. “We were hoping you could tell us.” He said delicately.

Luffy gave him an exasperated look. “How can I know? We only come to town a week ago!” He crossed his arms with a considering frown, “Castelo tells good stories, but maybe he is not so good with real life mysteries?”

Beckett had to bite her lip to keep from laughing as Castle swelled indignantly. “I am too!” He all but squawked, and abandoned all notion of subtlety. “Why do you think we’re here talking to you? You’re the suspect!”

“Hãããããã?!?!?!?!” Luffy’s jaw dropped and eyes bugged as he gaped at them.

It would have been funny if they weren’t accusing him of attempted murder.

Any humor she felt at the situation evaporated. “Luffy,” She said, catching his attention, “Where were you between nine and eleven pm last night?”

“By a marina. Maybe in the park? Then walking to the hotel.”

“Is there anyone who could verify that?” Beckett asked, opening her notebook to write down names.

“Sim. My friends. We had lost one, but …” Luffy trailed off, looking positively grim before he shook himself and finished answering, “Todos de meu— all of my friends were there but her.”

Castle stayed quiet as Beckett asked the questions needed to complete Luffy’s alibi, considering the dark look that had crossed the boy’s face. It actually took some real effort for him to snap out of that, Castle thought, intrigued.

What are you hiding, Mr. Lufisacio D. Monkey?

Beckett was looking rather grim herself, though she hid it well under a layer of cool professionalism. “Would you mind coming down to the station while we check out a few things?” She asked.

“À delagacia?” Luffy blinked.

“Is he arrested?”

Castle started, glancing over at where the green-haired teen was no longer asleep.

The teen glowered suspiciously at them, “Is Luffy arrested or no?” He demanded.

“We just want to verify a couple parts of his alibi.” Beckett said smoothly, “He’s not under arrest.”

Yet, hung unspoken in the air. The teen’s eyes narrowed, trying to stare Beckett down.

Castle was rather glad that he wasn’t on the receiving end of that glare. From either of them. The green-haired teen was brimming with suspicion and hostility, and looked frankly dangerous despite his young age, while Beckett watched him with all the calm assurance of a senior detective of the NYPD, hand on the grip of her gun as if daring him to try something…. Darn it, why is there never popcorn when you need any?

“Dai jo bu, Zoro,” Luffy said easily, cutting through the tension in the air. The teenager broke off his staring contest with Beckett to give Luffy a worried scowl, “Even if I am arrested, está bom. We did not think to look in prison.”

“That woman would never allow herself to be caught unless she meant to be.” Zoro shot back.

Luffy shrugged, “Sim. But maybe a polícia know what we do not? Either way, I will go.”

Zoro scowled deeper for a moment, before sighing, “Shi, capitao.”

Luffy nodded, satisfied, then seemed to think of something and turned to Beckett in alarm, “Do you think Zoro is a killer too? His a-lee-by is to be with me, and if I must come with you—”

“Your friend isn’t under any suspicion.” Beckett assured him. Giving Zoro a look askance, she added “But if he wants to come with you, that would be fine.”

“Hmmmm.” Luffy crossed his arms, considering. He made a decision, going to crouch down beside his friend. “Zoro. You want to come?”

“… No.” Zoro rubbed his face, suddenly looking tired in a way that had nothing to do with his recent catnap. “No. I will wait.”

Luffy nodded, then stood up, walking to Beckett and Castle without hesitation, “Vamos!” He yanked the roof door open and ran down the stairs. His voice and footsteps echoed up the staircase as he called up to them, “You have a police car, yes? With sirens and lights? You will turn them on, yes …?”

[rechief]

Piper Wrenchley’s “Big Ol’ Honkin’” OC Questionnaire

Courtesy of @danscratch​.

A. Psychology

What of the Meyers-Briggs personality types they most fit into? INFP, ENFT, et cetera…

ESFP! “Playful, enthusiastic, friendly spontaneous, tactful, flexible. Have strong common sense, enjoy helping people in tangible ways,” per Wikipedia.

What alignment are they? Chaotic neutral, lawful evil, et cetera…

Piper is neutral good. She has a strong sense of justice and moral righteousness, but isn’t above bending the rules to help others.

Do they have any emotional or psychological conditions? Are they aware of it? 

Piper has ADHD, but, since the only time she’s ever seen a psychologist was for grief counseling after the death of her father, she’s never been formally diagnosed.

Do they try to treat it?

Not really!

Are they a pessimist or an optimist?

Piper is an eternal optimist.

Are they good at handling change in their life?

For the most part, yes. Plumbing often requires the ability to react to unexpected and unpleasant circumstances, a skill which Piper uses to adjust to other matters in her life.

Does your OC tend to assume their interpretation of events and reality is correct, or do they question it? I.e., “I’m sure that’s what you said” versus “It’s possible I misheard you.”

Piper is the sort of person who’d forget her head in the morning if it wasn’t screwed on; there’s lots of sticky-notes and writing on the backs of her hands involved in her staying functional. As such, she doesn’t mind deferring to others when it comes to matters of memory and perception -- so long as it seems like they’re being honest with her.

Is your OC confident in their reactions to life in general, or do they get embarrassed or easily shamed for it? I.e., if something startles them, do they insist it WAS scary? When they cry, do they feel like they overreacted?

Piper very rarely feels shame -- she spends twelve hours a day caked in grime and filth, after all.

Is your OC a martyr?

Definitely not. Piper is quite willing to suffer in silence -- perhaps overly so.

Does your OC make a lot of excuses? For themselves? Others?

Piper’s father taught her that success is all about self-reliance -- pulling oneself up by one’s bootstraps, as the saying goes. She is, therefore, often hesitant to make excuses and prefers to own up to missteps in as honest and forthright a way as possible.

Does your OC compromise easily? Too easily?

Piper is pretty affable and easy-going, but she also knows how to push for what she deserves.

Does your OC put others’ needs before their own?

Yes. Piper believes strongly in being charitable toward the less-fortunate.

Does your OC have any addictions? If so and problematic, have they admitted it to themselves?

Not really.

Does your OC have any phobias? If so, where did they come from?

Piper has a fear of losing those close to her that stems from discovering her father’s body after he was murdered.

Is your character empathetic?

Sometimes, Piper can be rather oblivious to the emotional states of others, but she can be quite empathetic with a little context.

Is your character observant?

Piper can spot a hairline crack in a pipe from dozens of yards away, and her ability to pick out the best hole-in-the-wall pizza place from among hundreds is legendary.

Does your OC have to go through their own trials to learn a lesson, or do they listen and learn from observation and lecture? I.e., does your OC listen when someone tries to tell them the importance of budgeting, or do they have to go experience what happens if you don’t budget first?

Piper is absolutely the sort of person who has to experience a situation before she can learn any of the associated lessons. She’s a very hands-on learner.

What’s one of your OC’s proudest moments of themselves?

“Piper,” said the prosecutor, managing a kind smile for the nervous ten-year-old on the witness’s stand, “you used to spend a lot of time at your dad’s work, right?”

“Yeah,” replied Piper, nodding her head slowly, memories of pretending to work at her dad’s desk, recording a cheerful message on his voicemail, and playing with a set of Fisher Price plastic tools while sitting on his rug flooding her mind and filling her with a mixture of nostalgia and anguish.

“Did your dad ever meet with customers or visitors while you were there?”

Piper nodded again. “Y-Yeah. He had lots’a people who came to see him. Everyone liked him.”

“I’m sure they did.” The prosecutor moved closer; she meant it to be a comforting gesture, but Piper shrank back in her seat just the same. “Piper -- was there ever someone who would come by that seemed to make your dad uncomfortable or scared?”

“Objection,” bellowed the defense attorney from his seat. “Leading the witness!”

“Overruled,” replied Judge Amethyst Adams. “Piper, dear, please answer the question.”

There was a long pause, this time, before Piper responded. “... Yes.”

“Is that person in this courtroom right now?”

For the first time since her father’s murder, Piper made eye contact with Johnny Ghiaccio. She reflected on the strained smile her father would flash him whenever he entered his office; on the hushed conversations they’d have in the corner; on the way that Ghiaccio would pound his hand into his fist as they spoke.

Ghiaccio was staring daggers at her. It was the sort of look that promised pain if she were to cooperate with the district attorney’s office.

She thought, for a moment, about remaining silent.

Then, she scowled right back, raised her hand, and pointed her finger right at him.

“Him,” she spat.

Do they get jealous easily? Do they feel bad if they do?

Piper rarely gets jealous unless it’s a matter involving her perennial crush, Jerome Valentine.

What instantly irritates them or puts them in a bad mood?

Those who commit crimes without regard for the feelings and circumstances of others.

Are they harsh on themselves?

Piper’s father would often say that he knew he didn’t have to punish his daughter for misbehavior, because she’d be harder on herself than he would ever be.

Is your OC intended to be found generally attractive? Unattractive? Average? Is there a reason why?

Piper’s far too short to make it as a model or actress, but she’s still very pretty in a charming, friendly sort of way.

Does your OC place much importance on their appearance? Do they feel confident in it?

Piper devotes about as much time to personal grooming and upkeep as the average woman, but she doesn’t regularly wear makeup and is pretty relaxed about her physical appearance.

What are some of your OC’s biggest personal obstacles? This could be emotional, physical, social… Are they aware of it? Are they trying to overcome it?

Childhood tragedy has made it difficult for Piper to trust others at times, especially those with checkered pasts. She has a tendency to bury herself in her work instead of confronting her problems.

B. Social

Do they believe you have to give respect to get it, or get respect to give it?

Piper is a strong believer in mutual respect.

Do they get frustrated when lines at places like pharmacies, check-outs, delis, banks, et cetera, are moving slowly?

Internally, having to wait around like that makes Piper frustrated -- but since she’s part of a profession that often has to deal with demanding or unpleasant customers, she never takes it out on the staff.

Under what situations would they get angry at servers, staff, customer service, et cetera?

Almost never. Piper’s the sort of person who will tip a waiter or driver 20% for everything short of being punched in the face.

Do they tip well? How easily can they be moved to not leave a tip?

Piper tips generously in almost every circumstance.

Do they hold doors open for people?

Yes.

Would your OC let someone ahead of them in line if your OC had a big cart and the person behind them had very few items?

Yes!

How do they respond to babies crying in public?

Piper thinks that all babies -- even snot-nosed, wailing airplane babies -- are absolutely adorable.

Is your OC considered funny? Do they believe they’re funny?

Piper has that Patrick Warburton quality of being very funny, but not intentionally funny a lot of the time.

What kind of humor does your OC like the most? Slapstick, ironic, funny sounds, scare pranks, xD sO rAnDoM…

Piper is a big fan of screwball, slapstick comedy.

Does your OC find any “bad” or “mean” humor funny? Do they wish they didn’t?

Not really. She always changes the channel when the folks on Jackass go from hurting themselves in inventive ways to disturbing the peace and pranking innocent bystanders.

Your OC is running late to meeting someone: Do they let the other person know? Do they lie about why they’re late?

Piper would definitely give the other person a courtesy call; she would also take responsibility on arrival.

Your OC orders something to eat and gets their order done in a pretty wrong way, something they can’t just pick off or whatnot to correct, or something major is missing. What do they do?

I doubt she’d even notice.

Do they have a large or small group of friends?

Piper has a large, talkative, mostly Italian/Jewish circle of friends and family. She is, of course, also quite close with her Hope’s Horizon classmates.

Do they have people they (that?) are genuinely honest with about themselves?

Yes. Piper’s friends tend to be quite frank with her.

Does your OC enjoy social events, such as parties, clubs, et cetera..?

Piper has a great time at parties, even if sometimes, she has trouble reading the room and celebrates a bit too boisterously.

Does your OC like to be the center of attention or more in the mix?

Piper’s pretty comfortable in either role.

C. Morality

Does your OC have a moral code? If not, how do they base their actions? If so, where does it come from, and how seriously do they take it?

Piper doesn’t have a codified set of morals, but she generally behaves in a morally upright manner nonetheless.

Would your OC feel bad if they acted against their morals? If not, would they find a way to excuse themselves for it?

Yes, Piper would feel bad, but it’s rare that she does.

Is it important for them to be with people (socially, intimately, whatever) whose major ideological tenets align with their own?

Piper is pretty open-minded, but she draws the line when it comes to spending time with career criminals or (especially) those with gang or mafia affiliations.

Do they consider themselves superior or more important than anyone else? Lesser?

Nah; she’s pretty down-to-earth.

Do your OC’s morals and rules of common decency go out the window when it comes to those they don’t like, or when it’s inconvenient? Aka, are their morals situational?

Flexible, to a degree; situational, no.

What do they do when they see someone asking for money or food? If they ignore them, why? If they help, how so?

Piper is fairly charitable and generous. If someone were begging for money or food, she’d probably offer to take them to a nearby fast food restaurant and let them order something off the menu.

Do they believe people change over time? If so, is it a natural process or does it take effort?

Piper believes that people can change naturally, or they can change, over time, if they apply themselves.

Is your OC more practical or ideal morally? I.e., do they hold people to high expectations of behavior even if it’s not realistic for the situation, or do they have a more realistic approach and adapt their morality to be more practical?

Piper’s morality is more practical.

D. Religion and Life and Death

How religious is your OC? What do they practice, if anything? If they don’t associate with any religion, what do they think of religion in general?

Piper is Jewish -- on her mother’s side -- by lineage, but she doesn’t really practice many traditions of that faith; she would never voluntarily give up bacon, for instance, but she’ll plug in a plastic menorah during the Hanukkah season. Her father was Catholic, and marginally more serious about his religion; while he was alive, she attended midnight mass once a year around Christmastime, and attended, for a time, a private, religious school.

Do they believe in an afterlife?

Yes.

How comfortable are they with the idea of death?

Uncomfortable.

Would they like to be immortal? Why, why not? If they are immortal, would they rather not be?

Even though Piper has some hang-ups about death, she would not like to be immortal, because she wants to see her father again someday.

Do they believe in ghosts? If not, why? If so, do they think they’re magical/tie into their religion, or are they scientifically plausible?

Piper doesn’t have strong feelings one way or the other about ghosts, but ghost stories still freak her out.

E. Education and Intelligence

Would you say that your OC is intelligent? In what ways? Would your OC agree?

Piper is street-smart and excellent at all the kinds of math necessary to run a small business and do plumbing work, but her intellect is otherwise average at best.

Which of the nine types of intelligence is your OC strongest in? Weakest? (Linguistic, existential, naturalist, et cetera)

Piper’s spatial intelligence is definitely her best mental asset. Since she is utterly tone-deaf and has no sense of rhythm whatsoever, her musical intelligence is arguably the worst.

How many languages do they speak?

Piper speaks English fluently. She also knows some Yiddish thanks to her grandmother, enough Italian to listen to a simple conversation or order at a Sicilian restaurant, and enough Spanish to buy choice cuts of meat from her local butcher.

Did they enjoy school if they went to it?

Piper enjoys the social aspects of attending school, but she is a talkative student with the attention span of a small dog and has never had great academic success.

What’s their highest education level? Do they want to continue their education?

I always imagined Piper as the sort of person who’d be done with formal education after high school. As the Ultimate Plumber, she certainly has enough on-the-job training and business acumen to survive in the Real World after that.

Do they enjoy learning? Do they actively seek out sources of self-education?

Piper enjoys learning to build, make, and fix things, but she’s never been especially enthusiastic about book-learning.

Are they a good note-taker? Are they a good test-taker? Do exams make them nervous?

Piper’s notes, when she takes them, tend to be incredibly disorganized and indecipherable to all but those with similarly-awful handwriting. She is a horrible test-taker but this does not concern her at all.

What’s one of your OC’s biggest regrets?

If Piper could go back in time, she would, of course, try to stop her father’s murder.

F. Domestic Habits, Work, and Hobbies

What sort of home do they live in now, if at all? How did they end up there?

Piper lives in her family’s apartment in Flatbush, Brooklyn, New York.

What’s their ideal home look like? Where is it?

Piper’s ideal home is her family’s apartment in Flatbush, Brooklyn, New York.

Could they ever live in a “tiny home”?

Piper’s current home is fairly cramped -- just the way she likes it.

How clean are they overall with home upkeep?

Piper keeps a surprisingly clean home. Her bathroom, in particular, is always sparkling and thoroughly disinfected.

How handy are they? Can they fix appliances, cars, cabinets, et cetera?

Piper can fix just about anything given the correct tools, even if she doesn’t have the instructions handy. The exception to this would be computers or technology where complex circuitry and electricity is involved.

How much do they work? What do they do? Do they enjoy it?

Piper is a plumber, and there isn’t a thing in the world she’d rather do.

What’s their “dream career” or job situation?

See above.

How often are they home?

Piper tends to work long days, and usually six or seven days a week.

Are they homebodies and enjoy being home?

Piper doesn’t mind being home, but she’d rather be out somewhere doing something fun.

Do they engage in any of the arts? How good do you intend them to be? Would they agree they are?

Piper enjoys singing and dancing but is bad at both.

What are some of their favorite things to do for recreation? How did they get into it? What part of it do they like the most?

When she isn’t plumbing, Piper enjoys eating incredibly unhealthy food, watching action movies (Die Hard is a favorite franchise of hers), and swimming in her local indoor pool.

Would they enjoy a theme park?

Yes! Piper is always keen to ride the tallest and most dangerous-looking roller coasters.

G. Family and Growing Up

Is your OC close to their family?

Extremely.

Who makes up your OC’s family, at least the more important members to them?

Piper is/was very close to her mother and father, respectively. She also has two older brothers, Fixer and Spanner, who help her run her late father’s plumbing business.

Does your OC find their family supportive? If not, what would be an example why not?

Piper’s family is extremely supportive.

What kind of childhood did your OC have?

Up until her father’s murder, Piper’s child was pleasant, wholesome, and just about everything a child could want.

Did they go through any typical phases growing up?

Not really; aside from her lackadaisical attitude toward school, she was a very well-behaved child.

Do they have any favorite childhood memories?

Her fondest childhood memories involve sitting on her father’s shoulders as he walked -- or took the bus or train -- from plumbing job to plumbing job, telling his daughter about the history of New York and pointing out famous places or buildings all the while.

Do they have any childhood memories they’d rather forget or be less affected by?

Yes.

H. Romance and Intimacy

What is your OC’s orientation, romantic and/or sexual? Has it ever been a source of stress for them? Have they always been pretty sure of their orientation?

Piper is straight as an arrow, a fact which has never been a source of stress for her.

Is your OC a thoughtful partner, in whatever aspect of that you want to cover?

Piper is the sort of person who is utterly devoted to whosoever catches her eye.

Does your OC believe there’s only one ideal partner (or multiple ideal if not monogamous) for everyone, or that there are many people who could be right?

Piper herself is monogamous, but she has nothing against people who want to take on many partners, or who choose not to take 

Does your OC believe in love in first sight?

Yes.

Does your OC believe in marriage (or their culture’s equivalent)?

Yes!

Has your OC ever cheated on anyone or been cheated on?

No.

What do they look for in partners? (Emotionally, mentally, physically...)

In a partner, Piper looks for someone who is friendly, approachable, handsome, and willing to put up with her long work hours and adorable antics.

What’s your OC’s idea of a perfect date?

A sewer tour, naturally. Visiting the world-famous and historical sewer system of Paris, France -- in operation since the 12th century -- is a life-goal.

What are some things that your OC finds to be an instant turn-off in potential partners?

Connections to organized crime, poor personal hygiene, being a Red Sox fan.

I. Food

What are their favorite kinds of flavors– Sweet, salty, sour, spicy, creamy, et cetera?

Piper is big on umami -- savory -- flavors. She loves bacon and other fatty meats.

Do they have any eating requirements or preferences? Allergies, vegetarian, organic-only, religious restrictions…

Were she a more serious Jew, Piper would of course abstain from bacon and follow other dietary restrictions common to her mother’s religion -- but she isn’t, so she doesn’t.

Are they vegan/vegetarian (if their overall culture/species generally aren’t)? If so, why? Do they think animal products are wrong in all circumstances?

Piper is definitely not vegetarian or vegan, but she does eat halal/kosher meat when she can because she believes that process for slaughtering animals is more humane.

How often do they cook? Do they order out a lot?

Piper is a horrible cook, but perfectly content to eat her own food. I have to imagine that her unfortunate future husband would either do much of the cooking or order out a lot.

Are they a good cook?

Absolutely not.

Could they eat the same thing they enjoy over and over and not get bored of it quickly?

Yes, but she does also enjoy trying new things.

J. Politics, Current Events, Environmental Aspects

Where does your OC stand most politically? What would they align with most?

Piper is extremely liberal, as is her entire family.

How politically aware are they?

About as aware as the average citizen -- so, not very.

How politically active are they?

I imagine her being someone who regularly votes in national and local elections, but she doesn’t do much political activism beyond that.

Is your OC the sort to fall for fake news? If not, do they ignore it or make a point to clarify that it’s wrong?

Boy does she ever fall for fake news. This is something that her friends and future spouse will have to assist her with.

Are they or would they protest for a cause they’re passionate about?

Piper would absolutely protest if she felt motivated enough to do so. She’d make hideous protest signs.

How do they react to people whose political viewpoints are very opposite of theirs?

As long as they aren’t being deliberately offensive or revolting, Piper is pretty capable of getting along with just about anyone, irrespective of their political leanings.

How much interest in environmental health do they have?

Piper appreciates nature, but the environment isn’t a huge focus for her, politically.

In reality-based or applicable worlds, do they believe in global warming? Do they recycle?

Piper believes in global warming and recycles.

L. For the Writer/Owner

How have your characters changed since you created them?

Piper has probably been the most consistent of the characters I’ve created for the Danganronpa/Zero Escape campaigns run by my circle of friends. While others have gone through some pretty serious changes from creation to now, Piper has remained almost exactly the same.

What do you consider the biggest themes in your character, if any?

Optimism in the face of disaster, death and loss, family.

Did you create the character to be like yourself, did they end up being like yourself, or are they very different from you?

Piper is not very much like me, except that her closeness with her family mirrors how I feel about mine.

Would you hang out with your OC if you could?

I absolutely would.

How did you come up with your OC?

In @thores‘s Perfect Crime system, it’s standard to create three characters for a campaign. I had created two already and needed one more, and I was really stumped on who it ought to be. Finally, one day at about five o’clock in the morning (as I recall), I just came up with her at random -- the general idea first, with her tragic backstory coming later.