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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.
Re: I would app her in, but I think I'm at my limit, plus, zomg, I want to app all of FMA, lol
The coup d'etat was against the corrupt upper brass who was trying to use the energy of the citizens of our country to power an immortal army.
Haha! You are but it's okay |D We can find another one eventually!
Tch? An immortal army? Another coincidence between us. We're currently combatting people that resistent to all types of damages except being sealed because they were revived in exchange to sacrifices. I'll never support the method to revive the dead where I'm from, not only because it costs a life but because a soldier is a human. They have dreams, aspirations and memories. They're individuals, and if they can't succeed then at least you should give them a respectful burial because they gave it their all for you specifically. The actions of some assholes in power they think will last forever never cease to piss me off. [ Her irritation is certainly visible now. ] Good on you for showing them who's boss. I bet a person like you made quick work of them, huh?
I guess it's time to enlist Chris to enable someone XD
[She scowls for a moment, thinking on the other topic.]
It was quick work all in all. I took the inside job, while a comrade lead the outside attack.
MAKE HIM ENABLE A JIRAIYA WHILE HE'S AT IT...
[ she nods. ]
Tch. You're one of the smartest people I've met so far in my life period. That's a way to do it.
That would be nice, too!
We'll I've trained to bring honor to my family from the day I was born.
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Fortunately my family didn't have anything thing to do with the corrupt government, except not questioning it at first, but I endeavored to keep them out of the way when things got bad.
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That is a good way to get rid of someone. Usually I just send them away to a different base.
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Then again, it sounds like up there is particular uptight and you need to follow everything down to the letter for survival. Konoha is influential enough to keep most, if not all, enemies at bay so there's no need to be so uptight unless you're dealing with a bunch of terrorists that want to destroy the world, or a former comrade that wants to destroy Konoha. Still, we are pretty alert and focused on defense anyways. You can never be too careful.
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Our border skirmishes wouldn't be half as bad if not for the blizzards that can suddenly spring up on us. The motto survival of the fittest applies to our location quite well. And, sending the incompetent men away is a way of keeping them alive.
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[ She adds a decisive nod. ]
Yeah. I get that. Location can be sure troublesome. That seems like an extra burden you guys don't need. Though it's always pleasant to see someone's main goal is on survival and not winning. If it's the first, the second one is inevitable.
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I do like surprise attacks, they usually bring the battle to an end much faster with the enemy tripping up at being caught off guard.
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