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starhuevalley2018-07-29 04:14 pm
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One serving - Ujou-nabe Magu Magu Delight Grand Opening Mingle!
Who: Hideaki Kobayakawa, Scarlet Noire, and you!
What: The grand opening of Ujou-nabe Magu Magu Delight!
Where: Seagull Village, at a tiny little shop only recently done up and painted over in all red and black.
When: The entire day of July 30th.
[The advertising hasn't been the greatest, but Hideaki's not exaaactly doing this for super profit. Anyway, he figures that having quality food will get him all the customers he'd need, right? And he even has a really cool employee to help with customer-wrangling and anything he couldn't quite do, so it'll all be fine, right?
If anyone's been in either Seagull Village or Pelican Town over the past day or two, though...They might have seen the fliers plastered all over. And if not, well...It's hard to miss now. Everyone gets one in the snail mail the day before the grand opening! (And just pretend that the fliers have the address of the destination on the back, I've been fighting with GIMP for hours now.) The point is that Hideaki's done a little more work than he might for literally any other cause, because this is his dream!
And when the day comes...He's standing out of the front of his little shop, in full armour to paint a memorable figure and match his colour scheme. His shrill voice isn't easy to miss if you're at all in the village, and he's handing out menus to anyone who walks past. To be fair to how obnoxious he is...The smell of his stocks and various ingredients being cooked is pretty damn good. Hideaki isn't smart or very likeable, but damn if that boy doesn't know how to cook. If the voice is too much, however, he does have to duck back inside after a little while and focus on prepping more ingredients. Hey, maybe you'll get to deal with Scarlet instead! She's infinitely preferable to talk to than a shrieking teenager, really. Looks better in reds, too.
Thankfully, there's also a table full of small bowls, and those bowls are full of oden samples to try and lure in the hungry masses! Feel free to have a mouthful (for that's all the samples add up to), come inside and take a seat, or just bring your friends along to see what the fuss is about.]
What: The grand opening of Ujou-nabe Magu Magu Delight!
Where: Seagull Village, at a tiny little shop only recently done up and painted over in all red and black.
When: The entire day of July 30th.
[The advertising hasn't been the greatest, but Hideaki's not exaaactly doing this for super profit. Anyway, he figures that having quality food will get him all the customers he'd need, right? And he even has a really cool employee to help with customer-wrangling and anything he couldn't quite do, so it'll all be fine, right?
If anyone's been in either Seagull Village or Pelican Town over the past day or two, though...They might have seen the fliers plastered all over. And if not, well...It's hard to miss now. Everyone gets one in the snail mail the day before the grand opening! (And just pretend that the fliers have the address of the destination on the back, I've been fighting with GIMP for hours now.) The point is that Hideaki's done a little more work than he might for literally any other cause, because this is his dream!
And when the day comes...He's standing out of the front of his little shop, in full armour to paint a memorable figure and match his colour scheme. His shrill voice isn't easy to miss if you're at all in the village, and he's handing out menus to anyone who walks past. To be fair to how obnoxious he is...The smell of his stocks and various ingredients being cooked is pretty damn good. Hideaki isn't smart or very likeable, but damn if that boy doesn't know how to cook. If the voice is too much, however, he does have to duck back inside after a little while and focus on prepping more ingredients. Hey, maybe you'll get to deal with Scarlet instead! She's infinitely preferable to talk to than a shrieking teenager, really. Looks better in reds, too.
Thankfully, there's also a table full of small bowls, and those bowls are full of oden samples to try and lure in the hungry masses! Feel free to have a mouthful (for that's all the samples add up to), come inside and take a seat, or just bring your friends along to see what the fuss is about.]
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Oh yeah? Careful... wouldn't want you to get burned again on this dragon's fire.
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[Murder is not too far from Zack's mind, buuuut not quite; right now, he just wants to shut him up, but what the heck should he do without dirtying his scythe?
He glances at the bowls, his temper flaring up even more. They've probably cooled by now, but god, he already hates them! Hate, hate, hatehateHATE- ]
AAAAGH, FUCK I'VE HAD ENOUGH- !!
[And he flips the table, the rest of the bowls completely breaking and their contents spilling out e v e r y w h e r e. A few noodles may have flown too, WHOOPS.]
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WHY THE FUCK ARE YALL LIKE THIS HE JUST WANTS TO RUN A BUSINESS AND HIS SHIT'S GETTING RUINED???]
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Speaking of grand openings, an event like that calls for some nice decor, right? Not that fancy vases full of flowers have any place in such a traditional Japanese restaurant, but maybe some other egocentric blue bastard had them set up for a romantic date earlier... Point is, there is in fact a convenient vase in Masamune's reach, and he grabs it by the narrow neck and widens his stance.]
Alright! Let's dance!!
[His already ridiculously messy hair fluffs up with the crackle of static in the air around him, and he takes a swing at one of the bowls headed right for him. Forget the home run, he's sending the bowl running back home to Zack's stupid bandaged face.]
Yeaaaha!
[SMAAAAASH!!]
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Hideaki presses his face even harder against the front window, whimpering as this destruction just fucks up the place he lovingly cleaned up himself.
He's telling your mom fucko.]
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There's not even a chance for Zack to react as the bowl straight up wallops him, broth splashing all over while bits and pieces of chikuwa and konyakku either get stuck to his hoodie or tumbling right down. And for a minute he just stands there, eyes wide open as he tries to process what just happened.
Oh.
Hell.
No.]
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[ He whips out his scythe and also takes a stance; Any other thoughts he may have had are shoved right off the cliff, replaced with two things: The color red and a never-ending mantra of 'KILL'. The only thing missing is buttrock music to complete the ambiance but welp, two out of three ain't bad.]
YOU'RE GONNA BE FUCKING DEAD MEAT!!
[Aiming to get a hit in, Zack takes a swing- (which is kind of hard to do in a small place, but HE TRIED) lopping off the top half of the table and some nearby chairs, splinters scattering all over.]
By request to stop property damage and dealing with sharp objects
Damn it! What's the snake got himself into this time?! Sasuke dashes forward, two shadow clones follow him. Each one will try to grab them by the back of their collars. (But whether or not they are successful is unknown and up to you!) The real Sasuke jumps between the fighters, Koga shuriken drawn to help block any incoming attacks should his clones not be able to pull the brats apart. ]
All right! All right! That's enough from the both of you. I don't know who started this, but I'm ending it.
[ Fighting in a restaurant. Really?! ]
i'm sorry saucek
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Oh Senpai, saving his sorry ass once again...! THIS SUCKS.]
Let go! He's the one trying to kill me, here!
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Not that he dwells on it for long anyway because there's more important matters at hand, like defending honor. Although, what the hell kind of honor a serial killer would have, much less even have one.]
Because you're getting all up in my ass about this stupid hot pot shit!
[He struggles and squirms to no avail, of course.]
What the hell is wrong in being honest, huh?!
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[ God, of course it would be something like that. Sasuke lowers his shuriken, seeing that he's in no immediate danger from scythe or vase now that clones have a hand on each of them. If he was being honest, Sasuke wouldn't mind Masamune disappearing, but it's a good thing Sasuke isn't honest. Besides, he doesn't want Kojuro to go through the pain of losing the brat. ]
Young master, I will take this one [ cue a yank on Masamune's collar ] away to leave you in peace if you drop your fight with him.
[ Sasuke gives Zack a grin, one that speaks more to his darkness than one of humor. Don't think this is purely a rescue for Masamune. ]
Trust me, I think Master One-Eyed Dragon would rather fight you than anger his Right Eye. He'll get punishment enough where I'll be taking him.
What do you say? Do we have a deal?
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[Okay, NOW he's struggling. For all the good that'll do him.]
You no-good monkey bastard! After I promised Kojuro I'd be nice to you and everything!
[And this little draggy went WAH WAH WAH aaaall the way home...]
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Except no, Zack does actually take the time to mull it over, furrowed brows and all. The deal's alright, but hm. Hmmmmmmmmm.]
...just call me Zack. And I'll do ya one better- [He lowers his scythe (?!)] I'll drop the fight if you help me find anything that might be a clue on getting out of here aside from the bus...hell, maybe even something on how to fix them. And I'll lend you my strength on whatever the fuck you need extra help with or if you need a break from anything. I don't have much aside from hacking and slashing, but it's still something.
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The Takeda Army's second-in-command and leader of the Sanada Ninja Corps, Sasuke Sarutobi, reporting for duty. If I learn anything that may help us get home, I'll pass along the info.
It's a pleasure doing business with you, Master Zack.
[ Time to drag the pint-size dragon home. ]
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