bymystrings: shocked (OMG)
[Kankuro woke up slowly, bits and pieces of his lovely stay with their bastard captors filtering through. Most of the pieces he shoved aside; they weren't as bad as some of the training he had done, that's for sure. Other, odder pieces he turned around in his mind even as he took careful stock of his surroundings.

Trees. Cool air. Cooler ground, cold against his back. Oh joy, no shirt again. What the hell was with them and shirtless-ness?

No one in the immediate vicinity.

Alright then.

Kankuro sat up slowly, feeling dull aches radiate from different areas. Moving to stand, his hand clipped a familiar book and he looked at his journal with a bemused air. So they take his clothes but left the journal. That's just weird. Picking it up he decides that telling everyone he's back would probably be a good idea. Now if only he had figured out the filters....Oh well.]


I don't-[Strangely enough, just after he starts to speak there is a patter of small objects landing on paper.] ...What the- [More patters and some klinks like glass hitting each other. There is a brief sound of fingers scrambling at paper and more klinks. A curse followed by more klinks of glass and then Kankuro is talking again, amid a rain of patters and klinks.]

There are glass beads falling out of my mouth and I have no clue why.

[Yup. What is his life.]

[Action]

[After posting to the network, Kankuro heads back to the apartment, going as fast as he dares with a makeshift bag of beads clattering in his hand. One leg of his kidnap pants is now shorter than the other. Feel free to notice him as he heads to Community House 1. He may look disgruntled if you talk to him but he'll probably reply.

Once back to Ninja floor he'll be easier to intercept and talk to. Though you might have an easier time if you talk to him after he's changed his clothes and decided to start cooking. After the days he's had, no one is stopping him from making his favorite food.

No one.]

ooc note )
bymystrings: faceless (paintless)
[Action; Locked to Lee (Possibly Neji if he wants)]

[The last thing Kankuro could remember was bright light coming thorough the gaps in Kuroari from the entrapped Edo Tensai revived Deidara. It wasn't blinding, but it was bright enough that he had put up his arm to shield his vision. Hopefully that light meant that someone had managed to find Kabuto and dissolve the Edo Tensai jutsu.

However that didn't explain why his surrounds were suddenly much more confined and dark than the outdoor forest. In fact it felt a lot like the inside of Kuroari, if taller and more square.]


What the hell?

[Kankuro waved his hand through the space in front, only for something smooth and cloth-like to brush against the bare skin of his arms. The tips of his fingers brushed against smooth wood and he blinked in the dark. His mind raced, wondering if he had somehow been trapped in a genjutsu when distracted by the light show. He quickly put his hands together to dispel.]

Kai!

[Not a damn thing changed. Kankuro cursed even as he backed up, trying to put something solid at his back. He felt wood against his bare back, and pressed against it, eyes darting. the smooth cloth was still on his arms, partially entangled due to his rapid movements to dispel earlier. He tried to pull it off, grumbling at the green fabric. It was then he noticed the slivers of light coming from behind him, like daylight through the cracks in a door which had allowed him to notice the color of the cloth. Just as he came to this realization something at his back gave the faint click and the wood at this back opened, sending a startled Kankuro falling backwards, slightly entangled in green spandex octopus arms clothing.]

Holy-[THUD.
...
... Ouch, that had to smart. Ninja he may be, but sometimes even ninja's reflexes fail.]



[Later Action in CH 1, Ninja Floor; Floor 4.]

[Congratulations floor 4, you now have an irritated, shirtless, face-paint less, Kankuro sitting in your kitchen.

Approach the Puppet master/mysterious dude at your own risk.

Reactions may vary per customer shinobi.]


[Even Later Later Action.]

[After getting up to speed on the weirdness which is Luceti, Kankuro finally leaves CH 1. It's off to the Clothing Shop to find his clothes, If you stumble across him before he get his clothing, you'll find a rather hunched but moving figure, briskly trying to keep his arms warm and cursing snow, damp and general cold with a fervent passion.

Once dressed for the weather Kankuro then heads over to the Item shop to look for his makeup face paint and puppet scrolls.

Those tasks complete, he may stop by the Grocery Store more out of curiosity than anything else before heading back to CH1.]


((ooc; Kankuro is FACEPAINTLESS until he finds it at the store Or until Temari lets him wear her lipstick on his face. So even if your character knows him they may not recognize him. Obvious expection are those who've seen him without it before.))
bymystrings: gonna kick your ass (smirking at you)
Need to drop me a line?

Oh for-

Well, this is the place!

Just leave your name, and a brief summary and I'll ignore you foreve-
[ANOTHER KICK. To the ass. GTFO.] Wagh! [Vanishes off screen]

Ahem.

Simply format your post like so:

[Date | Time | Format of scenario-- Where you want me to bury the body]

And that's- that's.... [Notices the addition. Turns a burning stare onto Kankuro] You... [backs away but can't stop grinning] I regret nothing.

[Burning stare turns into pleasant smile.]

It's as simple as that. Now excuse me, I have a certain Sand Sibling to maim.

Temari?

[pleasant smile seems to visible crack. cue ominous latin chanting.]

[Flees.]
bymystrings: dance puppet dance (Default)
You know how this goes!

Seriously.

Just, you know, write a comment on much I am sucking, or how awesome I am playing and post.

All comments are screened, IP address confuse the hell out of me, so whatever.

Tell her she sucks.

WILL YOU STOP IT.

Auuuugh.

Headcanon

Mar. 8th, 2013 02:05 am
bymystrings: what was that (huh)
I'm finally getting around to writing my headcanon!

Finally.

Don't make me feed you to the fangirls.

Like that'd be so b-

The incest fangirls.

Ew. Ew ew ew. Aaaaaaugh.

Heh! I win.

Anyways headcanon under cut.

Because it's easier that way. )

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