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LETS DO SOMETHING.
IF YOU NEED INSPIRATION PICK SOMETHING.
OR JUST BLANK COMMENT I'LL ROLL WITH IT.

Kefka Palazzo

Nemissa

Gin Ichimaru

Gig

Uzu Sanageyama

Nui Harime

REQUEST A CHARACTER OR BLANK IT AND I'LL JUST PICK SANAGEYAMA SOMEONE AT RANDOM.

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[ironbuttmonkey]

[...no but he's THINKING ABOUT THAT NOW THANKS.

[MEN DOU KOTES INTERNALLY]

O-Oi, that's not what I meant!! I mean sort of but..

In a partner. But not so intimately.

[databoner]

[you're welcome.]

Oh.

[DON'T 'OH' LIKE YOU TOTALLY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT HE WAS TALKING ABOUT AND THEN GAVE THE WRONG KIND OF ANSWER ANYWAY, YOU DOUCHEBAG.]

A challenge, I guess. She doesn't seem to be the kind to like simplicity, does she?

[ironbuttmonkey]

A challenge, huh...

[That makes sense, but it's not exactly an answer he wanted to hear. How's he supposed to do that when she could kill him with one of her tea cups.

(Yes he immediately thought of the fighting kind of challenge.)

Life is very unfortunately hard.

So he's going back to drinking.]

I guess that makes sense. Someone who could keep up with her to keep things interesting.

[databoner]

Someone like Matoi.

[YEAH.

HE WENT THERE.

REMEMBER WHO YOU'RE TALKING TO, UZU. 2chan incarnate.

Siiiiiiiip. Aaaaaand this bottle is done. Aaaaand he's curious... just how strong the other's drink is. He knows it's going to be awful. But... curiosity is what will kill him, eventually.]

I don't feel like ordering another bottle yet. Can I just have a sip of yours?

1/2

[ironbuttmonkey]

[ironbuttmonkey]

[Just stretching his hand out to offer the drink to him.]

Lemme tell you somethin'. If Matoi were here right now, I'd kick her ass just to prove you she ain't worth the time.

[Yeah Inumata's stupidly strong frankenalcohol is starting to work. One or two of his words in that sentence were probably slightly slurred.]

1/3

[databoner]

And what do you think would happen, if you did? Lady Satsuki would fall for you?

[Okay wait, no, he told himself he wasn't going to taunt the poor guy anymore, fuck... Too late now. The instinct was too strong. Time to take a drink of this beer-]

2/3

[databoner]

[COUGH HACK FUCK COUGH COUGH WHAT THE FUCK-]

3/3

[databoner]

[What is even in this drink?? Forty-percent?? Fifty??

And this is Sanageyama's second one...

Maybe this... should be his last one.]

-Went down the wrong way...

[Yeah. That's believable...]

[ironbuttmonkey]

...no, don't be stupid. She's just not as great as everyone keeps making her out to be, an' I'm gonna prove it.

[Yeah Sanageyama someone who fights a lot and thinks they're amazing remind you of anyone.

He's giving Inumata a questioning look though.]

It didn't sound like that to me.

[Super senses remember.

They cheat.]

[databoner]

My coughing didn't sound like coughing to you?

[Misdirection... maybe...]

You don't think Matoi is interesting? Her kamui can evolve based on situations. It's fascinating.

[Sure is not drinking anymore of that Mystery Alcohol bottle...]

[ironbuttmonkey]

You didn't cough while you swallowed - it was before.

Or after...I think?

[Now that he thinks about it it was a little messed up. Something's wrong with his Shingetsu...

But he's easier to distract like this so he just moves on.]

Yeah maybe her dumb cheating Kamui is interesting, but she isn't. Once I do defeat 'er again she'll be yesterday's news.

[But if Inumata is done he'll be taking his drink he isn't enjoying back ty!! Taking another swig.]

[databoner]

[Well, if the distractions work, he's not going to bring it back up again...]

And you'll be top fighter at Honnouji, like before. Is that your goal? Reestablishing the status quo?

[ironbuttmonkey]

RIGHT!! [Whoops little too loud there.] Yeah, yeah.

I mean even if you three lose you guys still got somethin' to keep you useful. What good's a fighter who can't fight huh.

It's a good thing she thought sewin' my eyes shut was a damn good show of resolve or what would I even be doing now, huh?

[databoner]

[A shrug. Although it's true. Gamagori has his undying loyalty, Jakuzure has her past with Satsuki, he has his knowledge and planning... Sanageyama doesn't really have much, aside from fighting. It's actually kind of sad. Or it would be, if he felt sad about this kind of thing. ]

Likely slumming it with the other no-stars. Didn't you have a gang around, somewhere? I'm sure you could have collected them together again. Or do you consider yourself above "low level gang leader" now?

[ironbuttmonkey]

Above them? Please; I still send all my extra cash to those guys to support them. I wouldn't give up on anyone for something so shallow.

[Not necessarily something he'd admit to if he wasn't full of alcohol, being "nice".]

But could you go back to aimlessly hacking after joining with all of us?

[databoner]

Is that what you do with it?

[Awww, how cute. Meanwhile, Houka hoards it all to himself. Whoops.]

... I couldn't. Everything would seem so mundane. If the world's tightest security posed no challenge to me years ago, I don't know what I'd do to entertain myself outside of this.

[Possibly start maliciously hacking the government...]

[ironbuttmonkey]

[SHOUNEN HERO REMEMBER.

Not necessarily a good one but.

shounen

hero]

Right. For me, gang wars would seem insignificant to something like Lady Satsuki's entire operation.

Going back would just be so mundane.

[Whoops, finished with his drink. He's snapping his fingers at someone to try and order another one tho.]

[databoner]

[Literally the worst shounen hero...

Aaaand he's ordering another.]

... I think you've had enough, Sanageyama.

[ironbuttmonkey]

What? No way, I'm fine.

[databoner]

No, I don't think you are.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Who went and made you the fun police?

[ORDERS ANYWAY.

FUCK THE FUN POLICE.]

[databoner]

[This is slowly becoming the worst idea... Sanageyama seems like a rude drunk. He should have expected this really.]

I'm not going to carry you back to your room tonight when you're too inebriated to walk on your own, you know.

[ironbuttmonkey]

Ugh, fine.

[He makes another gesture to the staff, except they still arrive with his drink...and two glasses.]

I'll make it the last one and we'll split it. There's some compromise for you.

goddammit icon!! why!!

[databoner]

[Two glasses.

The death glare being sent at the staff member that places two glasses on the table promises that they will soon find all of their most private information posted publicly in the next 24 hours.]

Fine.

[He can handle this. It's fine. He just isn't allowed to cough or choke this time either. This isn't difficult.]