Baabs
sketchyemi
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- 11 months, 25 days ago
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Baabs
PINK • SOFT • PASSIONATE
"A true cook's heart must be as tender as meat, as pure as rice, and as firm as a proper sear!"
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Notes
- Her dream is to fill out her late parents' cookbook with recipes from around the Grand Line.
- Her pet flamingo, Cupid, ate the Hanma Hanma No Mi and can transform into a hammer during battle.
- Has a strong appetite.
- Her favorite dishes to make are soups and curries. She takes the time to decorate her dishes cutely, because "you eat with your eyes before you eat with your mouth!"
- When super terrified, her knees will buckle under her. If scared bad enough, she'll even faint!
Character
Likes
- Her family.
- Cooking.
- Fighting.
- Stuffed Animals.
- Having her hair pet/brushed.
Dislikes
- The Marines.
- Hot Weather.
- Curfews.
- Raw Tomatoes.
Moodboard
Early Life/Childhood
Baabs was born to two loving parents she can barely remember, considering how young she was when she lost them both. An attack from the marines, their village was ravaged and her parents, a wolf and sheep mink, were taken as prisoners of war, leaving the tiny 4 year-old to fend for herself on the streets, the only thing on her person being the clothes on her back and a large unfinished cookbook owned by her parents. It was the last thing she had that still tied her to them, that and their names who were written in the pages: Fenn and Marie.
Alone, hungry, and scared, she found herself digging through the trash and rubble of her village streets in the earliest days of the aftermath. She still can’t forget the disgust of the dirty and rotten food her tiny hands have touched. It was what she could only describe as a stroke of luck that she found Cece when she did. Despite being emotionally frail herself, the older girl was kind enough to stay by her side, promising to help her find her family. That day started an unbreakable bond between the two girls. Though not related by blood, you would never guess it from how close the two sisters were. How close they still are.
Two long years the two traveled together, the children took a big risk and stowed away on a docked navy boat, knowing there was nothing left for them in the village. A new island, and new opportunities for the two in search of their families and food to fill their bellies. Desperate times soon called for desperate measures, it’s scary to think how quickly they picked up on stealing bits of food. With her cookbook, Baabs did her best to swipe ingredients that could be mixed together to make actual food for her and her sister. Of course, this would soon put her into a horrible- almost deadly, situation.
It was just some eggs and bread, it was the last two things she needed to make breakfast for her and Cece both! The tiny, sniffling lamb was backed into a corner, surrounded by scary-looking thugs, angry that she had the audacity to steal from them. That’s when she met him.
He was towering over her, his dirty blonde hair covering a nasty scar on his face. He had saved her life… why would a random adult save her life? They always threw stuff at her or hit her or took her parents away. Yet, he was different. The way he looked at her with such a gentle eye and lowered himself to his knee to look smaller, the kindness in his voice as he spoke to her and asked her where her mommy and daddy were. She couldn’t keep herself from breaking down, fresh hot tears staining her cheeks as she was overwhelmed by his kindness.
She lead him to her and Cece’s hiding spot, introducing her older sister to the man who would soon become their new adopted father: Mack.
Hotaru Haven Arc + Life w/ Mack and Cece
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Role in The Strawhats
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2 Years of Training
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Post-Timeskip
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