[For all intent and purpose he should be blessed with a toilet seat bomb one day....but this isn't that time. When he finally enters the house he'll hear naught but the television in the background. No sounds of cute, adorable son and dumb doting papa...no blender with strange pizza milkshake concoction. Nothing.
When he enters the living room there's a motionless gorilla sitting on the couch, his back to Katsura, shoulders slumped and dejected. There's the distinct sound of sniffling. He seems to be lost in another world, and not the banana split one.]
[ Katsura doesn't think much of it, as they had sent Son off to a summer camp without knowing it before, but he is far from heartless when faced with such pathetic display. ]
[ So he approaches and puts a hand on the gorilla's shoulder, a questioning look on his face. ]
Did you mistake the lawnmower for your hair clippers again, Kondo-san?
[Those broad shoulders jolt as surprise laces through him, as if he'd forgotten summoning his spouse in the first place, and meets Katsura's gaze with his own teary orbs. His lower lip trembles and in a cracking voice he retorts:]
I'm afraid not, Katsura. I used your tweazers. But that's not it...he-he's....he's gone.
[He doesn't move and it seems as if he's done speaking, his lips trembling but then:]
I checked the bathroom five times. [Obviously that has very severe meaning in this household] I ran around town calling his name, with pizza and milkshakes. He's...go-gone....
[His voice tapers off into a shuddery sobsigh] I'm sorry. I couldn't do anything. [Kondo can't even relish in the fact that though he's no longer with them, at least he's home with his real family. The wound is too fresh]
[ it probably does, as Katsura grips his heart in anticipation. ]
It's... you did what you could, Gori-san...
[ Katsura tries to be reassuring but it's kind of difficult when tears stream down your cheeks. At least, like all good terrorists, he doesn't forget the bigger picture. ]
A-at least he's free now, right?.. Free to soar his life however he wants, back with his brothers and sisters...
[ unfortunately, he doesn't seem to recall whether the bigger picture is home world or the afterlife ]
[A louder choked out sob escapes his throat as he bangs a fist against the arm of the couch] But it wasn't enough! I couldn't protect him! I should have protected him! I'm powerless...
[He hangs his head] Back in the little sewer where he roamed...down, down in the sewer...where the abandoned snakes and the other turtles roam...
[ IS GENTLY MOVING HIS SCRAWNY HAND OVER THAT FIST NOW. DON'T HURT YOURSELF HONEY(?!) ]
It was out of our hands... however we know who is responsible for all this pain and suffering, do we not? Once we put the Landlord down once and for all, no families will have to go through this again.
[Wibbles and places his other hand atop Zura's hand. You're so strong, dear (......???????)
A big wet sniffle follows]
Down like put flaming dog poop on his doorstep and wait in the bushes? [Biiiiig innocent poop brown eyes lookin atchu, Zura, for guidance in these sad times]
[UHM EXCUSE YOU, THAT'S NOT SWEET AT ALL GET OUT at least my bangs don't look stupid]
I-I don't know if something like that will suffice. Maybe we can just make him watch Battle Nova Genitalactical for a month and nothing else? Or S*x in the Shitty? Surely that'll make him cry and repent.
[Well there were no daisy chains in guns or buttholes so we all already knew this.....]
[ NEITHER DO MINE except when they were cut off to make you a Neo Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon toupee ]
Your soul is gentle, Kondo-san. I respect that. But do you seriously think someone like that can repent? That all those people who suffered in his hands would be placated by an apology? No, we will put his head on a pike and start a new era in this place.
[.....As long as they aren't cut off to make a teacozy for any ****....that's a sweet gesture.]
Nonononono! We can't! We'd be just as bad as he is. The sword is used to regain justice just as much as it is to protect but I don't think this is one of those times. I think it'll make it worse...we hurt. We all hurt so much but when we can stop the pain with us. Maybe....maybe he can repent. Somehow.
It is too dangerous to leave a once corrupt leader alive. He will raise to power once more as soon as he gets a chance. It would be like a slap in the face to everyone who has lost someone here.
But what if we- [He stops. Closes his mouth. Opens it. Closes it again. And he's quiet and it's all kinds of disturbing and when he finally speaks again his voice is so soft, nearly resigned.]
If it comes to that then it comes to that. We seem to have endless amounts of time here, don't we? I guess time and how we band together will tell. But you are right. We must think of them, hurting like we are, we have to stop it from happening. We have to stick together and help them.
[ he's... totally not wibbling as he takes gorilla's hand ]
Well said, Kondo-san. Time will show what needs to be done, and we will see through it, no matter how difficult. There will be a better tomorrow for this place.
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keepcalmandbomb) wrote2013-06-06 03:30 pm
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When he finally enters the house he'll hear naught but the television in the background. No sounds of cute, adorable son and dumb doting papa...no blender with strange pizza milkshake concoction. Nothing.
When he enters the living room there's a motionless gorilla sitting on the couch, his back to Katsura, shoulders slumped and dejected. There's the distinct sound of sniffling. He seems to be lost in another world, and not the banana split one.]
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[ So he approaches and puts a hand on the gorilla's shoulder, a questioning look on his face. ]
Did you mistake the lawnmower for your hair clippers again, Kondo-san?
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I'm afraid not, Katsura. I used your tweazers. But that's not it...he-he's....he's gone.
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[ the hand that flies up to hit the gorilla freezes in mid-air as he tries to process this new information. ]
He?.. What do you mean?
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He just sobs.]
Our boy, Katsura. He's gone. He's gone for real this time, beyond our reach. And I couldn't do anything.
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Michelangelo-kun? That can not be right. Did you check the bathroom? Call his friends?
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I checked the bathroom five times. [Obviously that has very severe meaning in this household] I ran around town calling his name, with pizza and milkshakes. He's...go-gone....
[His voice tapers off into a shuddery sobsigh] I'm sorry. I couldn't do anything. [Kondo can't even relish in the fact that though he's no longer with them, at least he's home with his real family. The wound is too fresh]
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It's... you did what you could, Gori-san...
[ Katsura tries to be reassuring but it's kind of difficult when tears stream down your cheeks. At least, like all good terrorists, he doesn't forget the bigger picture. ]
A-at least he's free now, right?.. Free to soar his life however he wants, back with his brothers and sisters...
[ unfortunately, he doesn't seem to recall whether the bigger picture is home world or the afterlife ]
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[He hangs his head] Back in the little sewer where he roamed...down, down in the sewer...where the abandoned snakes and the other turtles roam...
[KATSURA, PLZ]
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It was out of our hands... however we know who is responsible for all this pain and suffering, do we not? Once we put the Landlord down once and for all, no families will have to go through this again.
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A big wet sniffle follows]
Down like put flaming dog poop on his doorstep and wait in the bushes? [Biiiiig innocent poop brown eyes lookin atchu, Zura, for guidance in these sad times]
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I'm afraid this sort of punishment would be inadequate for his crimes, Kondo-san. Something like an execution would be a better choice.
[ For a crosdressing, fluff-loving hippie he sure seems comfortable with that idea. ]
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at least my bangs don't look stupid]
I-I don't know if something like that will suffice. Maybe we can just make him watch Battle Nova Genitalactical for a month and nothing else? Or S*x in the Shitty? Surely that'll make him cry and repent.
[Well there were no daisy chains in guns or buttholes so we all already knew this.....]
[action]
Your soul is gentle, Kondo-san. I respect that. But do you seriously think someone like that can repent? That all those people who suffered in his hands would be placated by an apology? No, we will put his head on a pike and start a new era in this place.
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Nonononono! We can't! We'd be just as bad as he is. The sword is used to regain justice just as much as it is to protect but I don't think this is one of those times. I think it'll make it worse...we hurt. We all hurt so much but when we can stop the pain with us. Maybe....maybe he can repent. Somehow.
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We must think of the community, Kondo-san.
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If it comes to that then it comes to that. We seem to have endless amounts of time here, don't we? I guess time and how we band together will tell. But you are right. We must think of them, hurting like we are, we have to stop it from happening. We have to stick together and help them.
[action]
[ he's... totally not wibbling as he takes gorilla's hand ]
Well said, Kondo-san. Time will show what needs to be done, and we will see through it, no matter how difficult. There will be a better tomorrow for this place.
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Exactly. As long as we believe and never, ever give up to the last scrap...there's always hope for tomorrow. Something will change with our effort.
[action]
[ what a homosexual scene. almost like in the yorozuya be forever movie ]
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[All we're missing are sparkles and some smooth jazz
how cocklewarming]