[ the more pressing matter first: ] Had an x-ray done today. Guess what they found? It was you, safely tucked away in my heart! They said my heart is fine with a friend like you in it. Send this to all the people you love and care for, if you get 5 back no one will break your heart. Xx
[ followed by: ] Ah. I hope you settled in alright and those voluptuous robots didn't cause any permanent damage to a ball or two of yours. This place is always suspicious, so be on your guard, Gintoki.
P.S: If you ever want a discount at McCERES, let me know. P.S.S: Right now we have a special! The McKnight BBQ Burger is back, and this time, is it back with a ~*kick*~! Try one today with a little extra spice and a large fry for only 4.99!
[ There is some rapid knocking on Gintoki's door this evening. ]
Ha ha haa! [ Shouldn't be ho ho ho? Oh well. Such a sinister laughter. It sounded like somebody was breaking in more than anything. Should you even bother answering the door? ]
Open up! It's the Spirit of Christmas! [ spirit of Christmas my ass. Spirit of Christmas sounds nothing like that. ]
[Outside of Gintoki's door this evening is a small box. The box is filled with colorful mochi, perfect for the new year, and underneath the box is a card. It reads:
"Happy New Year. Try not to throw these up."
There's nothing subtle about that message at all!! The card is unsigned, but he's probably seen that handwriting before...
[ Maybe you're going to the kitchen? Maybe you're going to the bathroom? Maybe you're just walking down the hallway. Whatever, it doesn't matter which room you're in, but all over the walls there are plenty of these flyers. There is text on the back: JOIN THE REBELLION PASSWORD: JULIUS CAN SUCK THE BIG ONE ***ACCEPTANCE INCLUDES COMPLIMENTARY TOWEL**
CONTACT KATSURA KOTAROU FOR DETAILS.
There isn't any sight or sound of him around? Doesn't mean he isn't, however. ]
[. . . can he even trust this? Seriously, why would he trust this. He'll take it inside, then set it on top of the box of mochi that's been in his kitchen since New Years.
That he got from some asshole who's too cool to wear an eyepatch already.
Yeah, he knows what idiots left these dumb gifts.
. . . it's chocolate though, so it might not last as long as the mochi. Aaah, seriously though, can he really trust it. . . ?]
[ it's been a rough day, hasn't it, Gintoki? A rough day of being jobless, probably doing nothing. You're ready to hit the sack. Low and behold, there's somebody in your bed. Somebody has beaten you to your own bed— somebody who has worked long and hard and probably deserves more rest than you.
He's lying on his back and buried under the covers, but Gintoki probably recogizes the dark hair that is spilling out from under the blanket. ]
[Sometimes it was pretty boring in the apartment. Gintoki was a home-body, sure, he could be entertained by low-quality TV for long enough, but he sometimes missed the sound of Kagura and Shinpachi hanging around.
But tonight wasn't really one of those nights. Tonight he'd spent awhile earning some money in ViViD, and then he'd promptly eaten drank through it way, way too fast. He was so ready to sleep, full and content from a new place he'd found with decent food. All that fighting had made him a bit tired, too, oddly enough, even though it was supposed to be virtual.
Yeah, right.
Anyway, he'll come to his room. He'd made it a bit nicer than what he had at home, the futon a bit bigger and much more full, comfortable and soft, just what he wanted. The room was dark but he had no sensing his way over to the bed--
AND FALLING right on his face. Did he trip? Was something there? What the hell had just happened, he didn't remember moving anything over there, not even his pillow. Gintoki will turn over, sitting on the futon and noticing how his legs were resting over . . . something.
Something under the covers. Something with long black hair, waiting for him, waiting in his bed for him and waiting to . . . sleep in his bed? Mess up his bed? Possess him? Haunt him forever? Give him worse nightmares than he'd ever had? Steal his souuuulll???! DRAG HIM TO HELL??!!?
CALM DOWN, kami-sama, calm down, calm down! It's with a shaking hand that he reaches over, fingers twitching, and then with a shout of BRAVERY snatch the covers back--
Well, if the scream doesn't wake Zura up, the feet kicking at his side frantically probably will! THERE WERE EYES! EYES IN HIS BED, IN THE DARK?]
[Gintoki will receive a call from a rather disgruntled fellow.]
Hey-
[Sakamoto clears his throat. He attempts to maintain his usual jovial tone, although the man he's calling knows him far too well. There's a hint of uncertainty in his voice.]
Yooo, Kintoki! Is Zura with you? I haven't really seen 'im! Ah, recently.
[He'll answer pretty quickly, actually. Truth was, he'd already seen Zura's name missing from the phone. He had a habit of checking the device each day in case Shinpachi and Kagura showed up, and he might have even checked to make sure that his oldest comrades were still around too. There's a pause after Sakamoto's fake cheerfulness.]
. . . oi, are you even home right now? You are, right? Isn't he there?
[Gintoki just so happens to be near the door when someone knocks, but he'll look at it cautiously. Obviously the ice cream man wouldn't know his name, right? And anyway, didn't that sound suspiciously like a pain in the ass he'd known for his whole life? The kind that doesn't hurt all the time, but maybe you sat on the sofa for too long and then you get up and get pins and needles because your butt has gone numb. . . yeah, it was that kind of pain in the ass.
He'll quietly walk to the door, and then Zura will hear a careful click sound.
Did he just--- yeah. Gintoki will start walking back to the sofa. His butt needed to get numb again.]
[ TEXT ] 1.2
Had an x-ray done today. Guess what they found? It was you, safely tucked away in my heart! They said my heart is fine with a friend like you in it. Send this to all the people you love and care for, if you get 5 back no one will break your heart. Xx
[ TEXT ] 2.2
Ah. I hope you settled in alright and those voluptuous robots didn't cause any permanent damage to a ball or two of yours.
This place is always suspicious, so be on your guard, Gintoki.
P.S: If you ever want a discount at McCERES, let me know.
P.S.S: Right now we have a special! The McKnight BBQ Burger is back, and this time, is it back with a ~*kick*~! Try one today with a little extra spice and a large fry for only 4.99!
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Ha ha haa! [ Shouldn't be ho ho ho? Oh well. Such a sinister laughter. It sounded like somebody was breaking in more than anything. Should you even bother answering the door? ]
Open up! It's the Spirit of Christmas!
[ spirit of Christmas my ass. Spirit of Christmas sounds nothing like that. ]
Re: [ ACTION ] 12.24
Spirit of Christmas, Spirit of Christmas, you finally came. The chimney is open.
[He definitely sounds excited. Or something. He'll start peeling a few small oranges, eating them without a care for anybody at the door.]
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12/31
"Happy New Year. Try not to throw these up."
There's nothing subtle about that message at all!! The card is unsigned, but he's probably seen that handwriting before...
But whoever left it is nowhere to be found.]
Re: 12/31
. . . but then he remembers the incident from the ball not too long ago, frowns at the handwriting, and takes the box inside.
It'll sit in the kitchen, untouched, after that.]
voicemail; 1/1
[After a beat:]
Is this your number? I wonder if I've got the right one...
a returned call
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morning... maybe like... 01/11.. action ????
There is text on the back:
JOIN THE REBELLION
PASSWORD: JULIUS CAN SUCK THE BIG ONE
***ACCEPTANCE INCLUDES COMPLIMENTARY TOWEL**
CONTACT KATSURA KOTAROU FOR DETAILS.
There isn't any sight or sound of him around? Doesn't mean he isn't, however. ]
Re: morning... maybe like... 01/11.. action ????
Ah, extra toilet paper.
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Normally, that probably means that he's asleep and he threw his phone across the room, but who knows what it could mean now. ]
1/???
2/???
3/done.
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Ah, what's this?
Ohhhh! It seems as though you've been visited by your one true love- Chocolate! ^w^
Careful, careful! Don't stuff your face so quickly- You'll choke. ♥ ♥ ♥
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That he got from some asshole who's too cool to wear an eyepatch already.
Yeah, he knows what idiots left these dumb gifts.
. . . it's chocolate though, so it might not last as long as the mochi. Aaah, seriously though, can he really trust it. . . ?]
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[ PERM-A ACTION ] valentine's evening
Low and behold, there's somebody in your bed. Somebody has beaten you to your own bed— somebody who has worked long and hard and probably deserves more rest than you.
He's lying on his back and buried under the covers, but Gintoki probably recogizes the dark hair that is spilling out from under the blanket. ]
oh nooooo
But tonight wasn't really one of those nights. Tonight he'd spent awhile earning some money in ViViD, and then he'd promptly eaten drank through it way, way too fast. He was so ready to sleep, full and content from a new place he'd found with decent food. All that fighting had made him a bit tired, too, oddly enough, even though it was supposed to be virtual.
Yeah, right.
Anyway, he'll come to his room. He'd made it a bit nicer than what he had at home, the futon a bit bigger and much more full, comfortable and soft, just what he wanted. The room was dark but he had no sensing his way over to the bed--
AND FALLING right on his face. Did he trip? Was something there? What the hell had just happened, he didn't remember moving anything over there, not even his pillow. Gintoki will turn over, sitting on the futon and noticing how his legs were resting over . . . something.
Something under the covers. Something with long black hair, waiting for him, waiting in his bed for him and waiting to . . . sleep in his bed? Mess up his bed? Possess him? Haunt him forever? Give him worse nightmares than he'd ever had? Steal his souuuulll???! DRAG HIM TO HELL??!!?
CALM DOWN, kami-sama, calm down, calm down! It's with a shaking hand that he reaches over, fingers twitching, and then with a shout of BRAVERY snatch the covers back--
Well, if the scream doesn't wake Zura up, the feet kicking at his side frantically probably will! THERE WERE EYES! EYES IN HIS BED, IN THE DARK?]
LEAVE ME ALOOOOONE!!
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[Voice] event; feb12/13th timeframe
Hey-
[Sakamoto clears his throat. He attempts to maintain his usual jovial tone, although the man he's calling knows him far too well. There's a hint of uncertainty in his voice.]
Yooo, Kintoki! Is Zura with you? I haven't really seen 'im! Ah, recently.
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. . . oi, are you even home right now? You are, right? Isn't he there?
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text; whenever, probably late at night
are you hard right now? ;)
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[ action ] feb. 26th
In a falsetto tone: ]
Sakata-saaaaaan, I'm the ice cream man! Open up!
[ really, though. He means business. Just get your lazy ass up. ]
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He'll quietly walk to the door, and then Zura will hear a careful click sound.
Did he just--- yeah. Gintoki will start walking back to the sofa. His butt needed to get numb again.]
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That's right.
This duck thing. It's paying you a visit this evening.
So have it politely knocking on your door. ]
[silent screaming]
Boy, was that a mistake. When he sees those round eyes staring back at him, that beak closed in silent judgement, he'll immediately --
-- stare back. ]
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