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ceasetoexist) wrote2011-12-25 01:45 am
ceasetoexist) wrote2011-12-25 01:45 am
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60 - Phone/Action
[Phone - Filtered away from Black Mage]
Hey.
So, you know. I could shout and scream and rant at how people got suckered in by the town again, how I got suckered in again, how everyone got suckered in again by the town, but you know what? I actually have something more important to talk about.
Look. I dunno how many of you idiots heard, but there's a little kid here named Mindy. And, being a little kid, she thought she could fix everything by asking everyone coming together under the stupid Christmas Tree this town put up. She's just a kid, like eight or something, and so she thinks like a kid. And you know? As dumb as thinking that young is...she shouldn't have had what happened.
For those of you not in the know, some psycho killed her yesterday apparently and hung her corpse on the Christmas Tree. I don't know for sure, but I have a pretty good idea who that was, and if you'd like to have a talk with him I don't mind giving you a name and address for him.
...But she shouldn't have had what happened to her happen. Not even here, where half of us are psycho in some way anyway. A lot of us deserve to be here but she...she doesn't.
I'm not going to give her address out, not to most but...I guess what I'm asking is, if there's any chance I can get people to agree to maybe, I dunno, give her something small, like even a Christmas card or something I could give to her...I'd give it to her. The kid deserves at least that much for this bullcrap. She actually deserves a Christmas.
And you know? For what it's worth, even though I said I wasn't going to do it?
It was us the entire time. We weren't fakes. The town lied.
Surprise.
[Phone - Filtered to Picky]
Where. Are. You? Are you at home? You better be, and you better be safe, because I'm coming over, got it?
[Action - Locked to 945 Beulah]
[Hey folks living at 945? There's a blue-skinned, twelve-year old boy knocking at your door, a Christmas package under his arm. He kind of has a gift for his little friend, and he's damned determined to get it to her and see how she is.]
[Action - Around Town]
[Pokey can be found slowly walking around town, a large spider-mech following him. What used to be commonplace until September has only now started up again, but whereas he used to ride on the mech with gleeful abandon, destroying and smashing anything in front of him for fun, right now the walk is....calm. Like a boy having his dog, who had been sick for a while and was just now recovering, very slowly follow him.
Pokey had been pushing Josephine to her limits the last few days. Now he felt he just needed to let her recuperate. And as she follows, he says small words of encouragement.]
That's it. Just a little more girl. That's good...
[There are few things a boy has more love for than his dog, even if his dog is a giant, monstrous mech.]
Hey.
So, you know. I could shout and scream and rant at how people got suckered in by the town again, how I got suckered in again, how everyone got suckered in again by the town, but you know what? I actually have something more important to talk about.
Look. I dunno how many of you idiots heard, but there's a little kid here named Mindy. And, being a little kid, she thought she could fix everything by asking everyone coming together under the stupid Christmas Tree this town put up. She's just a kid, like eight or something, and so she thinks like a kid. And you know? As dumb as thinking that young is...she shouldn't have had what happened.
For those of you not in the know, some psycho killed her yesterday apparently and hung her corpse on the Christmas Tree. I don't know for sure, but I have a pretty good idea who that was, and if you'd like to have a talk with him I don't mind giving you a name and address for him.
...But she shouldn't have had what happened to her happen. Not even here, where half of us are psycho in some way anyway. A lot of us deserve to be here but she...she doesn't.
I'm not going to give her address out, not to most but...I guess what I'm asking is, if there's any chance I can get people to agree to maybe, I dunno, give her something small, like even a Christmas card or something I could give to her...I'd give it to her. The kid deserves at least that much for this bullcrap. She actually deserves a Christmas.
And you know? For what it's worth, even though I said I wasn't going to do it?
It was us the entire time. We weren't fakes. The town lied.
Surprise.
[Phone - Filtered to Picky]
Where. Are. You? Are you at home? You better be, and you better be safe, because I'm coming over, got it?
[Action - Locked to 945 Beulah]
[Hey folks living at 945? There's a blue-skinned, twelve-year old boy knocking at your door, a Christmas package under his arm. He kind of has a gift for his little friend, and he's damned determined to get it to her and see how she is.]
[Action - Around Town]
[Pokey can be found slowly walking around town, a large spider-mech following him. What used to be commonplace until September has only now started up again, but whereas he used to ride on the mech with gleeful abandon, destroying and smashing anything in front of him for fun, right now the walk is....calm. Like a boy having his dog, who had been sick for a while and was just now recovering, very slowly follow him.
Pokey had been pushing Josephine to her limits the last few days. Now he felt he just needed to let her recuperate. And as she follows, he says small words of encouragement.]
That's it. Just a little more girl. That's good...
[There are few things a boy has more love for than his dog, even if his dog is a giant, monstrous mech.]
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Hm. Well, I've lead forces a lot larger than this entire town put together. Though it will take a little elbow grease but I'm sure if we synthesize and unite ourselves, the town will fall. It just varies on what your definition of soon is.
[ It seems like Tsunade's response ends there but a surprisingly softer tone decides to ask a more personal question. The serenity and hidden smile in her tone makes her seem like a different person from the tough and boisterous party girl still on the line. ] So, you have a little brother?
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....Yeah, I do. He's eight, I'm twelve.
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Hm. [ Twelve? That was the same exact as Nawaki. Her interest... sort of floats to him now. ] Well, do you have a birthday? What about your little brother, does he have one too?
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Heh. I'm not leaving this place. I'll help others get out, but I'm not going.
Yeah. My little brother's is in Spring and mine is.........October.
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Hm. I stated I wouldn't have the choice to return home, if you wish to stay here, that's perfectly fine with me. The only thing I'm doing is overthrowing some child's ass, and returning those that want to go home home. It's not my job to force other people to return to their own personal hell anyways. [ She knew the key would be having a choice the moment she saw Jiraiya alive again. She's definitely looking into just how they're reviving the dead but, if worse comes to worse and she can't revive anyone, she wants him to stay here so she can visit him every once in a while. ]
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