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2 ♕ The Hangover [Phone/Action]
[ A - 849 Goldberg Street ]
[ When the sirens began to ring, the only thing Tsunade could do was wake and dash downstairs. There, she encountered her package. Regains from Christmas. She was hesitant to open them during Christmas, given their lack of marking, but, now, without any clue of what would be inside, she decided it would be best if she could open them. Her first one? A picture of a bunch of paperwork from home. ]
What on Ea-[ BOOM
Within the seconds of Tsunade's statement the house seemingly explodes into paper filled chaos. Stacks and stacks of paperwork begin to torrent around the living room, and the living room door bursts wide open, with paper flying out of there by the forests. If you dare to take a look to see what the hell just happened, you'll get a Tsunade who's sitting down with paper up to her shoulders before her pet pig, Tonton, stark naked and without her expensive pearl necklace, pops out of the paper with a fierce oink! ]
[ B - Phone. ]
Ah, this is probably the worst hangover I ever had. [ Her voice sounds haggard and raspy. She sounds exhausted and weakened by all accounts. ] I can't even remember the last couple of days. What the hell did I drink....? [ She knows what really happened, but, she wants to synthesize as much information as possible and for that, she has to play dumb ]
[ C - The Post Office ]
[ With the realization that the paperwork had her entire life story and biography in it with the mysteriously missing parts filled in with her journal that has a day by day summary of her life, Tsunade realized it was time to go to the post office. On the way there, you see a very, veryold lady walking into the office. If you're in there, you know what happens. Tsunade finally made a trade and is, within a blink of an eye, transformed to her younger state.
If you're waiting outside out of curiosity, Tsunade emerges young and not wrinklyas ever. Her loyal pet pig is by her side. ]
Ah, Tonton, now that that's out of the way, let's get going. Oink!
[ D - Anywhere! ]
[ There is a pig following you. Just a random pig. And no matter how much you try to shake it off, it just won't leave you alone. It'll continue to follow you down many streets, with its nose slammed into the ground like a police canine unit. Yep. She doesn't speak, she doesn't talk, she doesn't do anything but follow. ]
[ E - Olney's Tavern ]
[ Tsunade, with her trusty pet pig in her purse like Paris Hilton and chihuahuas, sits at the bar, wallet ready and eager. ] All right, bartender, make some magic for me. This damn town took two weeks away from my memory, and, in return, I'd like to forget whatever the hell I've been doing from now until the 27th. One Long Island Iced Tea. By the gallon even, I don't give a damn.
[ When the sirens began to ring, the only thing Tsunade could do was wake and dash downstairs. There, she encountered her package. Regains from Christmas. She was hesitant to open them during Christmas, given their lack of marking, but, now, without any clue of what would be inside, she decided it would be best if she could open them. Her first one? A picture of a bunch of paperwork from home. ]
What on Ea-[ BOOM
Within the seconds of Tsunade's statement the house seemingly explodes into paper filled chaos. Stacks and stacks of paperwork begin to torrent around the living room, and the living room door bursts wide open, with paper flying out of there by the forests. If you dare to take a look to see what the hell just happened, you'll get a Tsunade who's sitting down with paper up to her shoulders before her pet pig, Tonton, stark naked and without her expensive pearl necklace, pops out of the paper with a fierce oink! ]
[ B - Phone. ]
Ah, this is probably the worst hangover I ever had. [ Her voice sounds haggard and raspy. She sounds exhausted and weakened by all accounts. ] I can't even remember the last couple of days. What the hell did I drink....? [ She knows what really happened, but, she wants to synthesize as much information as possible and for that, she has to play dumb ]
[ C - The Post Office ]
[ With the realization that the paperwork had her entire life story and biography in it with the mysteriously missing parts filled in with her journal that has a day by day summary of her life, Tsunade realized it was time to go to the post office. On the way there, you see a very, veryold lady walking into the office. If you're in there, you know what happens. Tsunade finally made a trade and is, within a blink of an eye, transformed to her younger state.
If you're waiting outside out of curiosity, Tsunade emerges young and not wrinklyas ever. Her loyal pet pig is by her side. ]
Ah, Tonton, now that that's out of the way, let's get going. Oink!
[ D - Anywhere! ]
[ There is a pig following you. Just a random pig. And no matter how much you try to shake it off, it just won't leave you alone. It'll continue to follow you down many streets, with its nose slammed into the ground like a police canine unit. Yep. She doesn't speak, she doesn't talk, she doesn't do anything but follow. ]
[ E - Olney's Tavern ]
[ Tsunade, with her trusty pet pig in her purse like Paris Hilton and chihuahuas, sits at the bar, wallet ready and eager. ] All right, bartender, make some magic for me. This damn town took two weeks away from my memory, and, in return, I'd like to forget whatever the hell I've been doing from now until the 27th. One Long Island Iced Tea. By the gallon even, I don't give a damn.
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Did someone know youth magic like she did? Surely they didn't. It was a forbidden art where she came from. She was constantly looked down upon from preventing her own aging into an old woman.
Surely not.]
Er. Excuse me, ma'am...
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Why, yes? Have a question about the post office? [ That's what she assumes this is about after all. Everyone was curious about that place more than anything else, besides the dairy at least. ]
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W-What is going on here!?
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Mayfield decided my Christmas present should be every damn piece of paper I've ever seen in my life. [ She's definitely not too pleased about this. ] I knew if I ever saw paperwork again it'd be too soon.
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Is that... a pig?
Well, he's met talking cats and foxes here already, so he takes a chance to stop and crouch down with a friendly smile.]
Hey.
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Oink!
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I like the way you think.
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I've been told that before. Have you ever traded something at that damn post office?
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sorry for the delay! >< health issues...
no worries Lan!
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It's so cute! So cute! Where'd you get one, miss?
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E.
My goodness, that's quite an epic amount of alcohol!
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Well, what can I say? I'm going to need a lot in order to forget two weeks of hell from this place. And I might as well make it the two weeks where were all brutalized and tortured. [ Tsunade will just drink right through this event! ]
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D!
Here's Caesar leaving, of all places, the flower shop. Sans flowers, of course, because why would he be getting anyone flowers? Anyway, he doesn't even look at Tsunade and her pig. The last time he saw her, she was a wrinkly old hag!
It takes him nearly a block to even realize that he's... being... followed?
Looks like it's time to walk faster.]
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then she noticed the pig, and stopped to take a closer look. whoa, what a weird pokemon! ]
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She wants your salads and all your 50's vegetables revenge, you and her could write a bad romance whoaaa... ]
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(Mumbling:) You probably belong t' somebody. Shame. You look loike you could make for good eats.
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Tonton, on the other hand, has now began to squeal as if it has just seen an entire aisle filled with pork! It begins to wriggle at full speeds, letting out shrieking, loud, high pitched oinks. It's pretty freaked out about this entire situation. ]
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He'll walk up to the counter beside Tsunade.]
And no need to charge the lady. I'll be paying for her drink.
[He smiles, and nods to her.]
Hello again miss.
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Tsunade beams at the sudden act of generosity, and, indeed, this makes the getting slizzard prospect all the more satisfying. ] Why hello there! Glad to see you can still recognize me. [ Because people have been struggling to piece together that she's suddenly twenty. ]
And thank you for the drink.
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Two weeks? Most of us only lost three days.
future drinking buddies y/y
Very yes
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I've managed to dely answering this question until she actually had a canon name.
Haha! That is a great thing! |D
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Pig, just 'cause I smell like the produce aisle doesn't mean I got food.
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Oink!
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On the way to the flower shop!
Do you talk? Fly?
[She wouldn't put it past Mayfield to have flying pigs.]
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Tonton however, shakes her head and merely gives a negative answer. ] Oink!
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Haha! Me? Passing out? That's not going to happen ever.
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