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Ryo : 7800
Alcholics Not-So-Anonymous
Mon Mar 03, 2014 8:54 pm
You've gotta be shitting me, he thought to himself as he walked up the steps to the Raikage's Office. It was one thing to be unlucky. He would've considered himself unlucky when he saw that there were steps to the office. He had never been there before and the first time entering that office just had to be while he was laboring over barrels of booze, didn't it? But this wasn't just unlucky. This was downright fucked. Why was it fucked? Because out of all possible fuckin' days to clean the steps with soap, the government had picked TODAY to do it. The glistening rainbow-colored liquid dominated each step, and those that walked ahead of him with papers in their hands, were all holding onto the railing to prevent from slipping.
He, on the other hand, was carrying a giant fucking barrel of Jack Daniels Whiskey. And that required both of his hands. The cart of alcohol behind him had come to a stop, and they were paying quite the pretty penny for someone to deliver the goods over to the office. He wondered, now, if this had been intentional. Surely there had to be some mastermind somewhere that paid for the steps to the Kage's Office to be cleaned on the same day that heavy shipment was being delivered.
He didn't dismiss the possibility.
In fact, he hoped that someone had orchestrated this, because otherwise it meant that he had run right-the-fuck out of any luck he had left, and everything from here on in would be a bubbling stream of shit.
Standing at the center of the steps, he began climbing. His eyes closed at each step, holding that the rubber bottoms of his shoes were not convinced into motion by the slippery surface of soap. One foot after another he marched forward, petrified by fear but moving still in stiff and stoney motions. If he dropped the barrel, the Kage would be pissed, and the last thing he needed was some bitch coming after him with her lightning shit. This whole village was filled with people and their lightning shit. It pissed him off, as someone who wielded more than one sharp metal weapon at a time. It made him a big fuckin' target and a great fuckin' conductor to their lightning.
Half way there.
That's when it happened. He was on the thirteenth step and his left foot gave way. The squeaky sound of rubber on soap was the only sign he got that he was utterly fucked before he fell backwards. Time seemed to slow down. Then time just stopped. Seriously. Time stopped. What the fuck? No wait, time didn't stop, he had stopped. Looking behind he saw one of the delivery men holding him up. "Thought you'd need some help, pal!" The son of a bitch was following him the entire time, preparing for if the Demon were to slip.
Demon let out an enthralled scream and thanked the man the rest of the way up the stairs. Maybe lady luck wasn't out to fuck him after all.
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WC: 514
Mission Link: boom
Mission Specs:
He, on the other hand, was carrying a giant fucking barrel of Jack Daniels Whiskey. And that required both of his hands. The cart of alcohol behind him had come to a stop, and they were paying quite the pretty penny for someone to deliver the goods over to the office. He wondered, now, if this had been intentional. Surely there had to be some mastermind somewhere that paid for the steps to the Kage's Office to be cleaned on the same day that heavy shipment was being delivered.
He didn't dismiss the possibility.
In fact, he hoped that someone had orchestrated this, because otherwise it meant that he had run right-the-fuck out of any luck he had left, and everything from here on in would be a bubbling stream of shit.
Standing at the center of the steps, he began climbing. His eyes closed at each step, holding that the rubber bottoms of his shoes were not convinced into motion by the slippery surface of soap. One foot after another he marched forward, petrified by fear but moving still in stiff and stoney motions. If he dropped the barrel, the Kage would be pissed, and the last thing he needed was some bitch coming after him with her lightning shit. This whole village was filled with people and their lightning shit. It pissed him off, as someone who wielded more than one sharp metal weapon at a time. It made him a big fuckin' target and a great fuckin' conductor to their lightning.
Half way there.
That's when it happened. He was on the thirteenth step and his left foot gave way. The squeaky sound of rubber on soap was the only sign he got that he was utterly fucked before he fell backwards. Time seemed to slow down. Then time just stopped. Seriously. Time stopped. What the fuck? No wait, time didn't stop, he had stopped. Looking behind he saw one of the delivery men holding him up. "Thought you'd need some help, pal!" The son of a bitch was following him the entire time, preparing for if the Demon were to slip.
Demon let out an enthralled scream and thanked the man the rest of the way up the stairs. Maybe lady luck wasn't out to fuck him after all.
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WC: 514
Mission Link: boom
Mission Specs:
- Spoiler:
- Mission Name: Booze Run
Rank: D
Type: Delivery
Character Requirements: None
Mission Location: Kumogakure/Village Gates
Word Count Requirements: 400
Repeatable? Yes
NPC? No.
Reward: 450, and a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Task:
Some how, some way, Kurisu, the previous kage, managed to consume the whole liquor reserve of the village after just resigning, apparently he had too much time on his hands. your job as a loyal could ninja is to retrieve the new shipment of alcoholic beverages from the main gates and transfer them over to the Raikage Office, orders directly from the new kage herself
TakeshiyamaVagabond (B-Rank)
Survived 2021You've completed the Christmas Event of 2021 and qualified for the last reward, by partisan you are awarded this fancy badge!- Stat Page : Takeshiyama
Mission Record : Mission Log 
Clan Specialty : Taijutsu
Village : Vagabonds
Ryo : 78125
Re: Alcholics Not-So-Anonymous
Mon Mar 03, 2014 9:33 pm
approved for appropriate rewards
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