八十四; 「dated an hour after madara's post; filtered from team evil」

Mar. 5th, 2010 11:50 pm
saucey: (サスケ » tch...)
... Akatsuki's got Naruto. I couldn't stop them.


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八十

Jan. 21st, 2010 12:58 am
saucey: (サスケ » tch...)
If this is really happening, then I need to see some of you. Expect a visit.
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六十七; 「voice」

Nov. 26th, 2009 08:34 pm
saucey: (カカシ/サスケ » what you've got)
[His voice is hard, and sharp. It doesn't sound as if he's leaving room for argument.]

Kakashi.

That training.
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六十四; 「accidental video post」

Nov. 19th, 2009 06:45 pm
saucey: (サスケ » tch...)
[The feed turns on at the bump of the desk. What can immediately be seen is Sasuke's open closet on the other side of the room, near his bed. It's unusually empty. What else can be seen is a complete mess. The room's been torn apart looking for something.

Sasuke is kneeling down on his hands and knees, checking in the back of the closet for something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back out, looking somewhat panicked. He grabs the backpack sitting in front of the closet doors and zips it open, pouring out its contents.

Nothing.]

That's not... Where the hell did they go?

[He tosses the bag aside without a care. Unfortunately, the bag is thrown toward the desk, knocking the PCD out.]
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六十二; 「accidental video post」

Nov. 10th, 2009 05:30 pm
saucey: (サスケ » wut)
[The feed clicks on and a bundle of fur can be seen running away from the PCD on the counter. Sasuke can be seen within a few feet, making himself lunch. He has a steak knife in hand, chopping up vegetables harder than necessary. It's obvious, with the bags under his eyes that he's exhausted, and he's snapped easily since the start of the event.

When his sandwich was finished, Sasuke placed it on a plate and turned to place it on the table to eat. When he looked up, he stops as his eyes widen at something off-screen.]

Mother...

[He takes a step back, reaching behind him for support. He bumps into the counter, and that's enough to knock the PCD over, causing the feed to end.]
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六十; 「accidental video post」

Oct. 26th, 2009 07:42 pm
saucey: (サスケ » not giving up)
[The feed clicks on and shows the Wastelands. The feed plays nothing for several minutes before the sound of several poofs can be heard. Suddenly, there’s multiple Sasukes on the screen. None of them seem to notice that they’re being recorded.

Within a moment, there’s a yell and all of them just start sparring. Most have their swords drawn. Metal clashes with metal, and there’s the occasional bout of crackling lightening. Not only is Sasuke having a melee with himself, but he’s training and trying to finish his jutsu. Hitting two birds with one stone.

Maybe three, even, as he’s currently pissed off and looking to blow off steam healthily. Some Uchihas just aren’t meant to argue with one another. It fans the flames. Especially with the temperamental ones. But.

After several minutes of the melee, the occasional poof can be heard as one of the clones is defeated. Eventually, all of them are in a massive display of lightning, leaving only Sasuke on his hands and knees, panting for breath. If you look closely, not only can you spot the tall tale signs of intensive training, but you can see several burn marks on his arms. He doesn’t even seem to notice them.

But it’s the price he’s willing to pay to finish his jutsu.]

Finished...

[And with that, the feed times out.]
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