Reminder To Self To Make A Pinned Post With Rules/about For Mobile When I’m Next At A Computer

             i died in that house 

                         and whoever came back

                                                    wasn’t me 

"Surely not," she says, feigning innocence, all charm and pleasantries now. Whoops. Maybe this is not the time to antagonize.

And then he hits her with little miss and it's painfully difficult to keep her lip from curling with disgust at the phrasing. He's talking about fines and the numbers fly past her without much consideration.

"Going for a walk and loitering are hardly the same thing," she's trying to maintain her casual composure from before but there's the tiniest bite to her tone. "So unless you can come up with a legitimate grievance with me, I'll be off."

He’s squinting alright. He’s squinting real hard.

“Is that snarkasm I’m hearing?” Kotetsu puts his pen between the pages of his notebook and gives it a hard snap closed before resting his knuckles on his hip.

“Listen, little miss, I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but a fine for loitering outside of Konoha’s gates without express permission from the Hokage, accompaniment of a guide, or a notice of travel can run anywhere from 150,000 to 500,000 ryo,” Kotetsu pulls the numbers completely out of his ass as he waves his notepad at her derogatorily. He’s sure the numbers are somewhere in that ballpark…

“So if you can’t produce evidence of a travel notice or a Kage’s signature, I’ve got half a mind to smack a trespassing violation on top of the loitering charge! That’s another 75,000 to 250,000 ryo I’m sure you don’t have right now.”

i am feeling pretty comfy with this (still nervous but hey, everyone's been incredibly nice and also understanding that i am slowly adventuring through the series) so im cool with adding mutuals on discord

please send a message if you'd like to converse there

often times i see discord messages faster than on tumblr and i loveto plot and chat about interactions or ideas, and honestly ill yap about whatever too

here comes the memory i thought i had successfully suppressed

trying to queue some 'musings' type posts to set the vibe here and i keep forgetting to hit queue and just hit reblog

ill try to not spam the dash

whoops

“It’s not whether you win or lose, it’s how and when you die that’s written on this accidentally declassified government document.”

— NightValeRadio (twitter)

yeah

Ty for the replies. That was really helpful.

So what I’m getting is different villages have different bingo books?

And now connecting the dots- someone missing but assumed dead wouldn’t make the book, I would think, unless there was some reason to think they were perhaps alive? And only if they were a threat in some way?

Would also be unfortunate if someone uhh thought perhaps that (faux) aligning with a different village under a new identity to avoid the chaos of being a missing nin and fending for oneself, and then accidentally made a name for themselves using their skills to perhaps take out some frustration / survivor’s guilt / pain a little too eagerly in their work and accidentally found themselves in Konoha’s bingo book

can’t wait to voice chat later with some friends while we game…

I hit episode 201 of part 1 and I have questions and I’ve been told specifically to not google things even if it’s in filler just in case of spoilers

plane ride was good if not a tad bumpy but at least I made some progress on part 1

“I’m just trying to figure out why you’re here.” from @haganekotetsu 👀

Chiari freezes in place for but a second, turning to look at the man with a look that says excuse me. "Am I not supposed to be here?"

Uchiha Rui

Her name echoes in Chiari's mind all day, haunting her much louder than normal. Her mother, one of the numerous ruthlessly slaughtered that day, was lost to her forever in everything but memory. She wonders whether or not there was a memorial to those lost, a grave, something she could visit if she ever felt courageous enough to return. She wouldn't. Coward. Idiot.

It's not like she could have done anything, even if she hadn't been all but returning from the dead several lands away. She would have been another body to be dealt with, another sorry excuse for a shinobi who could do nothing to prevent the inevitable destruction.

Thinking like this is like spiraling down the drain and she tries to fight the sensation of drowning most days but today it threatens to consume her and she lets it. One day won't hurt. Somewhere at the bottom of this glass was an escape she would continue to chase the rest of the night while the noise of this secluded bar clamoured around her.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom.