Strengths: +Zeff has an extremely powerful kick. He’s kicked Sanji through walls so many times, it’s hard to keep track. He eventually taught it to Sanji, though his was more powerful than Sanji’s kicks before he left the Baratie. +He is an extremely good cook, and the proof of this is that he runs the Baratie, and made Sanji into the extraordinary cook he became. Along with this is his great respect for food and will never allow any of his crew or chefs to steal it, and kicking a crew member when they tried to. +His restaurant is very important to him, and making it was his dream. He therefore won’t let any harm come to it, and does everything he can to protect it. To help ward off attackers, Zeff even built on an enlarged floor that can come up and be a battlefield. He was obviously smart for coming up with this idea, as his restaurant is one of former pirates. Who are naturally going to fight a lot. +All the chefs on the Baratie greatly respect him, because of his firm hold over the restaurant and his excellent cooking skills. They’ve come to see him as a great man, not just a pirate or a cook. +Zeff understands the pain of nearly starving to death, which is why he’s willing to feed any and all hungry people, no matter who they are. Pirates, marines, murderers, he’ll feed them all. Such as he did with Don Krieg, even though it was obvious he was going to attack the Baratie.
Weaknesses: -He’s pretty bad at showing his true emotions. He constantly tried to get Sanji to leave the Baratie to make him leave and fulfill his dream of finding All Blue. A dream they shared. But he was rough and crude about it, making it seem like he just wanted Sanji gone because he was annoying. -He’s missing a leg. And though his kicks are still incredibly powerful, if you take out his peg leg, you’ll manage to knock him to the ground. As did Gin when Don Krieg attacked Zeff’s restaurant. He had managed to be taken hostage because his leg was taken out. -Zeff has a very short temper, and often shows it by means of violence. For example, the many times he beat up Sanji when they got into arguments, or Sanji did something such as injure a customer. -The fact that he always has a serious expression really makes him feel like a guy you can’t get close to because you’re afraid he’ll bite off your head or something. The people on a ship he attacked years ago were scared of him, and not just because he was a pirate, but his expression helped to make them scared.
Samples
First Person: Tch. Oi, what kinda shitty joke is this? Someone had better tell me how the hell I can get back to my restaurant, or I’ll be pissed. And no—SHIT. Why the hell’s there so much damn snow?! Who the hell dropped me on a shitty winter island!? [More incoherent grumblings and anger go here.]
Goddammit all, does this place even have a city or town or SOMETHING!? These shitty books aren’t exactly gonna help me much! Listen up, if anyone can actually hear me on this thing. I gotta know if I'm still in East Blue, and if anyone here knows about the Baratie. It's really important that I get back there now. [His tone changed from angry to serious.] Those idiots there can get along fine without me, but that doesn't mean I wanna be away from it any longer than I have to be. I'm not supposed to be away from it at all, so someone here damn well better show me the way out of this shithole.
Third Person: As Zeff trudged through the snow, he lifted up his peg leg again to shake off excess snow that was clumping around it. He kept looking around the unfamiliar terrain, trying to find out how the hell he got there in the first place. It certainly wasn’t any island he was familiar with, and he had to pretty much assume that the Baratie wasn’t going to be anywhere near here. It was cold, he was away from his restaurant, and he was mad as hell. The person (or thing) that did this was going to have a nice introduction to his leg. Oh, they definitely weren’t going to get away with this.
“There sure as hell had better be a way for me to get off this damn island,” he grumbled to himself. And the more his leg got stuck in the snow, the more irritated he became. Zeff definitely didn't plan to stay here for long. He was more than ready to pack up and get the hell out of here. After walking around in the snow for a good hour, he was relieved to see there was a town nearby. He saw the smoke coming out above the trees, and immediately began heading in that direction. He kept grumbling to himself about the "shitheads who brought him here", but was more focused on getting his questions answered. He shook off the last of the snow that clung to his peg leg, and he realized he should probably clean it after this.
He hobbled around as best he could, the new surroundings being somewhat pleasant, but it still annoyed him. He couldn't see any people he recognized nor any places that looked familiar. As Zeff turned, though, he saw a building that resembled a restaurant. Now THAT was definitely a place he should check out. It was odd, but the smells coming from it were vaguely familiar, and it gave him a sense of nostalgia. Like something he hadn't felt in a while suddenly came back to him. It calmed him a bit as he pushed open the door, ready to demand some answers about this place.
Zeff | One Piece | Reserved
+Zeff has an extremely powerful kick. He’s kicked Sanji through walls so many times, it’s hard to keep track. He eventually taught it to Sanji, though his was more powerful than Sanji’s kicks before he left the Baratie.
+He is an extremely good cook, and the proof of this is that he runs the Baratie, and made Sanji into the extraordinary cook he became. Along with this is his great respect for food and will never allow any of his crew or chefs to steal it, and kicking a crew member when they tried to.
+His restaurant is very important to him, and making it was his dream. He therefore won’t let any harm come to it, and does everything he can to protect it. To help ward off attackers, Zeff even built on an enlarged floor that can come up and be a battlefield. He was obviously smart for coming up with this idea, as his restaurant is one of former pirates. Who are naturally going to fight a lot.
+All the chefs on the Baratie greatly respect him, because of his firm hold over the restaurant and his excellent cooking skills. They’ve come to see him as a great man, not just a pirate or a cook.
+Zeff understands the pain of nearly starving to death, which is why he’s willing to feed any and all hungry people, no matter who they are. Pirates, marines, murderers, he’ll feed them all. Such as he did with Don Krieg, even though it was obvious he was going to attack the Baratie.
Weaknesses:
-He’s pretty bad at showing his true emotions. He constantly tried to get Sanji to leave the Baratie to make him leave and fulfill his dream of finding All Blue. A dream they shared. But he was rough and crude about it, making it seem like he just wanted Sanji gone because he was annoying.
-He’s missing a leg. And though his kicks are still incredibly powerful, if you take out his peg leg, you’ll manage to knock him to the ground. As did Gin when Don Krieg attacked Zeff’s restaurant. He had managed to be taken hostage because his leg was taken out.
-Zeff has a very short temper, and often shows it by means of violence. For example, the many times he beat up Sanji when they got into arguments, or Sanji did something such as injure a customer.
-The fact that he always has a serious expression really makes him feel like a guy you can’t get close to because you’re afraid he’ll bite off your head or something. The people on a ship he attacked years ago were scared of him, and not just because he was a pirate, but his expression helped to make them scared.
Samples
First Person: Tch. Oi, what kinda shitty joke is this? Someone had better tell me how the hell I can get back to my restaurant, or I’ll be pissed. And no—SHIT. Why the hell’s there so much damn snow?! Who the hell dropped me on a shitty winter island!? [More incoherent grumblings and anger go here.]
Goddammit all, does this place even have a city or town or SOMETHING!? These shitty books aren’t exactly gonna help me much! Listen up, if anyone can actually hear me on this thing. I gotta know if I'm still in East Blue, and if anyone here knows about the Baratie. It's really important that I get back there now. [His tone changed from angry to serious.] Those idiots there can get along fine without me, but that doesn't mean I wanna be away from it any longer than I have to be. I'm not supposed to be away from it at all, so someone here damn well better show me the way out of this shithole.
Third Person: As Zeff trudged through the snow, he lifted up his peg leg again to shake off excess snow that was clumping around it. He kept looking around the unfamiliar terrain, trying to find out how the hell he got there in the first place. It certainly wasn’t any island he was familiar with, and he had to pretty much assume that the Baratie wasn’t going to be anywhere near here. It was cold, he was away from his restaurant, and he was mad as hell. The person (or thing) that did this was going to have a nice introduction to his leg. Oh, they definitely weren’t going to get away with this.
“There sure as hell had better be a way for me to get off this damn island,” he grumbled to himself. And the more his leg got stuck in the snow, the more irritated he became. Zeff definitely didn't plan to stay here for long. He was more than ready to pack up and get the hell out of here. After walking around in the snow for a good hour, he was relieved to see there was a town nearby. He saw the smoke coming out above the trees, and immediately began heading in that direction. He kept grumbling to himself about the "shitheads who brought him here", but was more focused on getting his questions answered. He shook off the last of the snow that clung to his peg leg, and he realized he should probably clean it after this.
He hobbled around as best he could, the new surroundings being somewhat pleasant, but it still annoyed him. He couldn't see any people he recognized nor any places that looked familiar. As Zeff turned, though, he saw a building that resembled a restaurant. Now THAT was definitely a place he should check out. It was odd, but the smells coming from it were vaguely familiar, and it gave him a sense of nostalgia. Like something he hadn't felt in a while suddenly came back to him. It calmed him a bit as he pushed open the door, ready to demand some answers about this place.