[open] and you wanna set 'em free, man

[thinhammer]

an open catch-all for uzumaki naruto







if you want any kind of nart specifically (pre-shippuden, pre-kyuubey control, pre-god powers or any kind of AU) feel free to just suggest it in a tag or put it in the subject line? i am freeeee and eeeeeeeeasy

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phone/texting toplevel

[thinhammer]

voice option
Hey, listen-- thanks again for doin' this for me, I'd really be stuck without you helpin' out. It's all sorted now, so I'm on my way over. You sure you don't want anythin' in return for this?

text option
1. what would you say if i told you that jumping off a roof is a lot more fun than it looks?

2. look ok i know it was you so ya better fess up and make it up to me before i gotta come down there myself and sort this out!!!

3. did you try to call me earlier?? i was pooping so i didnt catch it.. what's up???

TFLN option
(412): i saved a drunk oompa loompa he was passed out on the lawn and i picked him up figured out where he lived and put him in his bed and wrote his roommate a note

(501): so if i am talking to a guy and he sends me a pic and he is wearing spiderman button down dress shirt.... is it ok if i dont want to talk to him anymore?

(479): i'm too drunk to make ramen. what the fuck is this.

open option
text or call, misfire or intentional, hit me with anything you got!

Futuro \ Post-Game

[perma_banned]

[A little buzz came across the techno-jewelry linking Ban to the network the moment he 'woke up' in his bunk. Hathaway's new castle was repurposed from ALASTAIR's old digs but very little of it was actually updated to fit the technology within. So, Ban was reminded of the same dusty smell of linens each and every time he arrived--always forgetting to wash them the moment he got there.

Instead of actually doing any chores, he went straight to the kitchen for the drink and to check the bounty board. It was weird, forgetting the place every time he went home only to have every bit of it come back the second he woke up in that bed but it didn't bother him. He liked running missions with a few of the kids there--at least the ones who got along with him.

Staring at the bounty-board by the kitchen, Ban adjusted his eyes to read the digital font that kept moving back and forth on it. Someone said it was 'bugged' but he couldn't figure out why creepy-crawlies could make the lights dance the wrong way. Yanking the cork out of a bottle of wine with his teeth, Ban complained--muffled.]

Can't read it. If they want us to volunteer so bad, shouldn't they just fix this damned thing~?