2 ♕ The Hangover [Phone/Action]

[godaime]

[ 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. 

Comments

[technohippie]

It's easy to get down in the dumps here. Ya gotta just keep pressin' forward.

Nah, go for it. I don't mind helpin'. I'll warn ya now, there's very little good news to give.

1/2

[godaime]

People become stronger because they have memories they won't forget. Even from the start, I can tell that's what's been pressing on Mayfield this whole time.

[ She shrugs. ]

2/2

[godaime]

When you run a village, an army, and experienced war for about three decades, you know how to deal with bad news by now.

[technohippie]

Sounds like you're good 'n' prepared for the crud this place throws at us, then.

[godaime]

Of course. There's no way in hell this town is going to get me down for long.

So, where shall we begin with this town and its history? Do you think we should meet up a later date? I'm probably not going anywhere anytime soon with my luck.

[technohippie]

Hell, why not now? Some drinks will make all this go down easier, trust me.

I'm tryin' to think of a starting point. The big thing is, holidays here are hell. Christmas is usually the worst.

[godaime]

Right now? That's fine with me. [ She begins to take out her notepad and write on it. ] Do you have any other examples of bad holidays? Or holidays in general? I don't know much about America.

sorry for the delay! >< health issues...

[technohippie]

Yeah? Where ya from? Any calendar in town will list the holidays for ya, so you can be prepared. But it ain't always holidays. I guess the next one they're gonna mess with s Valentine's Day next month.

no worries Lan!

[godaime]

I'm from Konoha. It's a nation I wouldn't expect you to have heard of, it seems to only exist where I'm from. I'll be sure to look at the calendar later though. Thanks for the recommendation. [ She starts to wave for the bartender to call him back. Her eyes shift to him in a hesitant curiosity ] Valentine's Day? Mind giving me a little elaboration? Like when is it? What's it normally for? Any previous torture associated with it?

[technohippie]

Valentine's Day is like... a lover's holiday. Exchanging gifts, romantic dinner dates, that kinda thing. Last year, the town made us all think we were somehow all caught up in forbidden love with someone else in town. I never even met the girl they paired me up with before.

[godaime]

[ She'd normally talk about Valentine's Day but Quinn's statement after that is pretty bizzarre. It definitely catches her attention. ] And you didn't question the fallacies that'd arise from this because...? [ She doesn't know about the memory manipulation but it would help her see your side. From her standpoint, she would have caught on the second the man was someone whose existence was a complete surprise to Tsunade. ]

[technohippie]

At the time? It... It seemed off, yeah, but at the same time, it didn't. Whatever they do convinced us it really had happened. It seemed really damn real.

[godaime]

So this town can even edit psyches? That's just wonderful. [ The most irritated sarcastic quip ever has just been made in this very thread! ]