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GINTOKI SAKATA
RESIDENCE: ???
ROOM MATES: ???

 ( VIDEO, TEXT, AUDIO, ACTION, DELIVERY. )

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audio;

[unoradinary]

Oi, Gin-san.

I need your help figurin' somethin' out.

[ AUDIO ]

[naturallywavy]

_{[ Now this is something. Gintoki has never gotten a call before. It takes him awhile to figure out how to answer it. Maybe she really needed help with something? Sure, he's game. ]}

I hope you didn't do something stupid.
_{[ he has no room to talk whatsoever. ]}

DELIVERY

[digophelia]

[ If he does drop by Alice's again, Alice has left a plate of cookies, surrounded by various drawings on her table. The note will read as followed --


"They will not make you grow, but they still taste just the same if they did. Ten in all, just as promised.

- Alice" ]

[ ACTION ]

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ I mean, the cookies say TRY ME on them, so of course he's going to do the thing and eat them, probably a bit too fast.

Now if only he had milk with these.

If Alice walks in on him, he'll be licking his fingers clean. ]</sub>

text; un: NICO☆NICO☆SMILE; backdated to the evening of November 23rd

[troublebusted]

[ She'd actually found out about Gin being put in prison a couple of hours ago, but it had been shortly before the concert she'd put the date of in her flyers and, well. The show must go on.

But now that the concert's over, with some autographs given out to her budding group of fans, and she's returned to her room, she sends out a text. She's not sure if he has his network jewel on him, but it's worth a shot. ]

You missed the concert.

[ ...If he doesn't notice the message right away, she's going to start sending him more texts. ]

dadtoki has failed you

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ Word had already gotten out about people being in prison, so Gintoki didn't risk texting out to anyone or really using his watch device at all. Gin knew he wouldn't be there for Nico, but he also didn't want to message her and make her worry about him. When he receives a message, though, he isn't sure if she knows about what has happened to them.

Instead of explaining his predicament, he responds. He doesnt respond with a snarky remark or an insult like he usually does. He gave Nico his word that he would do this for her, and yet, here he is— covered in blood and dirt and feeling nothing but hunger. Gintoki doesn't seem panicked over the fact he could get in trouble by talking to her.

She deserves his time, as risky as it is, after all of this: ]</sub>

nico-chan,
i know you performed well. with how you speak and how i see what drives you.
i don't need to see you perform to understand. i can already see it in who you are.

i'm sorry.
_{[ After all, you did get him to smile without singing and dancing. ]}

text;

[unoradinary]

hey
i heard u got thrown in the slammer w/ everyone else


you okay?

[ TEXT ]

[naturallywavy]

_{[ He didn't expect Ranmaru to send him a text, but when he gets a notification on his watch, he curls his back towards everyone in his small corner to communicate with her. ]}

rin-san,
it is a bit cold here and there is a rock up my ass.
the breakfast is terrible and im pretty sure i saw a cockroach or two.
overall i give this place a 0/0 stars.
i'm going to call the manager.
_{[ you're lucky that is the only complaining. ]}

text;

[digophelia]

Where have you gone? Come back this instant. I won't be happy if you come in late.

[ TEXT ]

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ Here is text #3. If he doesn't be careful, he could really get in trouble. But to confirm to these people that he is still alright— though significantly starved at this point— it is worth the risk. What do you even say when you're on death row? The last time he was on death row, he didn't have anybody to communicate with other than the people who tormented him— trying to get answers out of him in regards to what he knew as a samurai. A samurai, whose occupation was illegal— somebody who was a criminal.

Gintoki lifts the watch up and thinks out a message in response to the best of his ability: ]</sub>
alice-san,
you don't have to worry about me coming back late.

i will return when i mean to.
for now, save me some cookies.

u kno when

[sediments]

username: bLIN

this is why no one invites you to things!!
what would your girlfriend think
seriously

oh boy

[naturallywavy]

_{[ just who he wants to hear from.. ]}
people don't invite me to things because they have poor taste.
especially if you got an invitation.

December 15th; un: PARTY

[inroad]

Yo its Masamune
word is you got yourself a pretty excellent ride for around here

partykun strikes again

[naturallywavy]

_{[ Was word really getting around? Gintoki feels.. pretty smug about this, actually.
Why yes, he does have an excellent ride. (it's not that great.) ]}

masamune-san,
were you wanting a ride?
i'll give you a discount.
_{[ he was charging for this now..? ]}

action; december 27

[winces]

[ because he had hand-delivered it to her, olivia thought she would return the favor by hand-delivering her own gift. and so one morning, after both he and his tentmate had been fed, olivia lingers behind a little bit and waits until he is alone to approach him.

he can probably notice the scarf he'd given her prominently wrapped around her neck, cough. ]

Um. Ahem. Mr. Fruit..? Do you have a moment?

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ Gintoki was able to seclude himself easily— primarily cause he was about to go take a morning piss in a bush. Thankfully, Olivia gets his attention before anything is exposed, or there is any indications that he secluded himself to do that, other than his hands idly resting near the obi on his yukata.

He casts a glance at Olivia, half lidded eyes gazing at her and his tongue pushing into the corner of his lips. ]</sub>

Aa?

_{[ that's: you have my attention. ]}

backdate to dec 24-25th; un: adlantisag

[adlantisag]

I need to know where you are staying, Gintoki!

1.2

[naturallywavy]

_{[ Eh? Username: Adlantisag? ]}

take care of yourself. don't get a cold.

2.2

[naturallywavy]

what is this.
are you missing gin-san that badly? has it really been that long since i've been in town?

text; 12/27

[strictdiscipline]

I didn't know you had such a sweet tooth.

[Hi, guess who managed to decipher that poorly written note.]

[naturallywavy]

whose spreading lies?
a sweet tooth? not me, definitely not me.






okay you got me.
it's definitely me.
you could say i have sweet teeth i guess.

action; idk sometime after the tasks...

[winces]

[ to doing better next time, sans had once told her. for the people depending on us.

together, they had made that promise, and since then olivia has been striving to upholding it. it isn't easy, not when her very nature has her instinctively running away from the first sign of discomfort, but she had a lot to make up for... and if someone she'd almost hurt was willing to forgive her — maybe someone she actually did hurt could too.

that's why she's here, now, quietly wandering about the expansive courtyard of oska. she tries not to watch her reflection along the glass walls of the greenhouses that she passes by, but every now and then her eyes will stray. she spots the telltale pink of her hair, the nervous way she chews on her bottom lip, the flash of something blue and white.

by the time she finally spots him, she's probably worn her bottom lip down enough to strike blood, but she doesn't seem to notice, too preoccupied by the breath caught in her throat. ]

U-Um. Mr. Fruit...? [ she squeaks quietly, trying to approach him from behind as tentatively as possible. ]

1.2

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ Gintoki had been regularly coming to the courtyard as of late— he found the atmosphere here in Oska much more pleasant than Chantes and was honestly looking forward to their next mission, even if it did involve water (he can't swim) and warmth (he complained in the heat.)

Despite the weather being chilly, Gintoki discarded his shirt for the time being. His posture was straight, oddly enough, and his legs were crossed as he sat on the cobblestone clearing. A sarashi was wrapped around his torso, his palms and wrists also wrapped up. Black pants were on his lower half— his boots also discarded for the time being.

He seemed to be in deep contemplation.. meditation? His eyelashes were fanned shut, lips moving as he chanted quietly under his breath: ]</sub>

"May I have the actual knowledge,
of the sufferings and needs that exist,
in other beings’ lives everywhere,
and may that knowledge completely destroy,
whatever deluded self preoccupation I have,
and may it never arise again—"

_{[ oh well that sounds pretty good ...
a pause. ]}

"May the God Sh*nron bless me with the almighty powers,
Of K*karaot,
That I will do only things good and pure,
With my power levels over 9000..
And just as My Will,
May I also have b*lls of iron too..

And maybe a chocolate cake."
_{[ ah.. ]}

uh idk 4/4; video.

[wardance]

Remember those times you told me to stop hanging around weirdos and I didn't listen and you asked me a lot if I needed rescuing?

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ you didn't seem this troublesome in his history books.

He speaks flatly: ]</sub>

Who did you get in a fight with now? I'm honestly wondering if you're still going through puberty right now.
_{[ why does he need to keep an eye on you ... ]}

[Action] I'M HERE... How did so many days pass what happen

[sekimorinashi]

[ Because Tsukuyo is a serious, solemn person who doesn't mess around, she wastes no time going to find him. Even if it takes her a little while to find her way. This place is still a bit unfamiliar. Hopefully he's gotten rid of his seasickness and won't puke on her this time.

Hopefully he's not doing anything else unseemly that deserves a punch in the face. ]

Gintoki.

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ No, he isn't doing anything deserving of a punch. In fact, he's doing something that may be.. odd for him to be doing. He's outside the inn they're staying in, sitting on the floor with his back against the wall of the structure— probably because the weather was nice now.

He enjoyed nice weather.

He's writing something on some parchment that he was able to get here with ink and a bamboo— obviously it's completely in Japanese, so he must be writing something to another Japanese person or writing something to himself.

Either way, he stops instantly when Tsukuyo calls his name, peering up at her. ]</sub>

Looks like we're stuck making hard decisions.
_{[ Pause. ]}
Again.

_{[ He knows Tsukuyo wants to talk about something serious here. That's usually her deal. ]}

post-nalanni funeral, i am only three months late

[strictdiscipline]

[She stays for the entirety of the memorial; anything less would have been outright disrespect to the goddess she'd watched die that same morning. The irony of the situation still hasn't escaped her, that she should remain standing where Nalanni had fallen despite having committed the exact same crime. When the rest of the recruits and the Nalawi scatter afterwards, she lingers at the memorial site for a good twenty minutes before tracing old footsteps to the beach, devoid of life after such a grueling day.

For the first time in many years, she finds herself adrift, lacking in a steady anchor and buffeted to and fro by the gusts of more questions than she can count. Her usual rationality has failed her now, and so she casts out towards someone that might understand her, if even a little bit.]

Still alive?

[Easier to start with something so non-committal.]

aaaay i'm excited

[naturallywavy]

<sub>[ Here's a text message from somebody he hasn't heard from in awhile. It wasn't exactly a bad thing— not at all— but Gintoki hardly reached out to people so he was always fine with receiving messages.
Especially from people like Riza.

Gintoki had assisted in the battle between the goddesses, butonly specific circumstances. Anybody who saw him fight may have seen the pain in his eyes awhile doing it.
Gintoki, however, didn't lay a finger on Nalanni. ]</sub>

i'm the protagonist.
of course i'm still alive.

_{[ Nobody really knows this (and he hopes they don't), but Gintoki had grown very fond of the Nalawi people. ]}

un: LLOYD;

[lloydology]

I've got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?

[naturallywavy]

_{[ well, this is a new guy, but Gintoki is familiar with the name. ]}
if your good news has nothing to do with the fact you've got an idea of what exterminator to call to deal with all of these bug problems
i'm not sure if i wanna hear either