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[haute_cuisine]

This line is for ladies only!

The rest of you assholes just leave a message -- I'll get around to you if I feel like it!

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Continued from P1 May event; CW: TRANSPHOBIA

[haute_cuisine]

[ ((continued from here))

There's really no reason for Sanji to be so conflicted. This is a simple concept. You enter this room, you wear a digital skin that makes you look and in some minor ways behave like the opposite sex. It's social commentary on gender roles and stereotypes, except all that just goes right over the cook's head.

All he knows is he's got a pair of knockers and he's stuck between lust for the fairer sex and his own stupid transphobia. ]

I don't know! This shit is just too insane! Ahh! [ He puts his hands into his hair, pulling at it in frustration, but then his eyes catch sight of the bounce that follows because the artist apparently works for Toei really is into that sort of thing. ]

I can't take it anymore ♥ [ Sanji makes a strangled noise of a man who might be on the verge of suffering a hemorrhage, and lowers his hands as he starts to slowly advance toward Ed, fingers twitching. ] Hey, it's okay if I try yours too? I mean it's okay if it's between girls, right?

[ He's officially lost his mind. This room should have come with it's own general health warning for madness inducing images! ]

[equivalences]

[ This has to be a joke. His chest totally just bounced there. The expression on Ed's face twists into disbelief. He's finding it hard to believe that this was still an attempt at social commentary, because the artist wouldn't have added that unnecessary little detail, otherwise. He didn't know if these artificial breasts were indeed made of matter (and he didn't want to find out; he just wanted to leave), but he does know that gravity doesn't quite have this obvious of an effect on the chests of real girls. The artist is probably a perverted fetishist trying to pass off their work as 'deep' and 'philosophical'.

Speaking of perverts -- ] I think this room's really gone to your head! [ Sanji looks somewhere between confused and lustful, and Ed doesn't think he's ever seen that mixture of conflicted expressions on a human being. He was considering dragging Sanji out for his own benefit when the guy starts to move over on his own. ]

What? What are you thinking -- [ No. ] Of course it's not okay! Control yourself!

[ HE'S HAD ENOUGH OF THIS. SANJI'S GONE OFF THE RAILS. Ed grabs him by the thin wrists and starts to yank him toward the exit. ] We're leaving right now.