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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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Really? I'll make sure your teas are extra strong then.
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Well, I never been to a bar where the employees threaten to give their customers exactly what they want, but I suppose this place is crazy enough that it's feasible. [ That taunt didn't really work Greed, she loves all of the booze B| ]
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Just the booze, or did you want them to fix something up for you too?
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Figured you didn't need a fancy umbrella in your drink, but I can getcha one if you want it.
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Yeah, but I didn't expect you to care for them much anyway. I'll keep the drinks coming. You drink like this often?
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[He leans against the counter.]
Y'know, I think you'd be able to pull in a good profit from a drinking contest, no one would expect a woman like you to be able to out drink them.
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Tch? Are you kidding me? I've met so many people that could out drink me, it isn't even funny. I'd probably lose that contest. Maybe arm wrestling or something would be more suitable for me. [ She just grins as she begins to pour herself a second glass. ]
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Making ya guess might be fun, but I do like show and tell.
[With that a silver substance starts crawling up his skin.]
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Tch, what type of technique is this? It looks like your skin is becoming metal or something.
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The only good thing my shitty excuse for a father ever gave me was the ability to change my body structure with the carbon that is a natural part of me.
You know how they say diamonds are a girl's best friend?
[He taps his chest.]
Well, turns out diamond is also a warrior's best friend.
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He sent someone else after them in the end. He'll learn not to mess with my friends though.
[He's scowling by the time he finishes talking.]
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[ NEVER FEAR. She can pep talk him! ]
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[He chuckles slightly at his own words.]
This son of his won't let him get away with that.
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Does he have a reason for becoming God? If it's for one of those, "just because I want to be God" that definitely is some type of hypocritical power lust.
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Probably, he likes to think he's clever that way. Yeah, there's seven of us.
He was made just like us, except on accident, I think, and his base is human blood, so he had all the sins. He's wanted complete power of everything since then. Just to prove he can do it, y'know?
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This is why I think Greed wanted to know about Al's soul/body.
It certainly makes sense!
Re: It certainly makes sense!
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lol, fail...
LMAO that hilarious.
Honestly, that kind of fail makes me grin, even when I'm the perpetrator.
I tagged a Ling with a Lust when I meant to use Tenten so it does feel good
Yep! It was how I was able to open the conversation that led to me telling Ben I had a crush on him
Aww! that's so cute! ;w;
:3
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