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10th November 2005

10:44pm: A free porn diary
I was wondering around this afternoon trying to familiarize myself with the new area, when I came across Genma enacting a dramatic monologue from an explicit diary he had stolen. I was...intrigued by this diary.

Genma noticed my intrest, and offerd to give it to me if I did some chicken moves. Being the stratigic ninja that I am, I decided to lure Genma into the dark alley under the pretense to 'perform' my chicken feats. The dark alley is full of shadows, my territory!

Obtaining the pornoriffic diary this way was troublesome, but I Nara Shikamaru will not perform any chicken dances for anyone but a dominatrix with stillito heels.

Right when I was about to perform said justsu of shadow binding, Genma displayed an uncharacteristic show of generosity by giving me the diary then and there, apparently out of pity (little did he know..) And then asked me to compete with him in shogi sometime. Why not? He seems like a decent fellow, and a lucky one.

I still gotta find Asuma, but in the meantime I should find the owner of that diary.

Then again, that said owner might mistake me as the theif, and then I would be in a world of hurt. Damn.
Current Mood: bored

9th November 2005

10:35pm: ......
I had returned from the A class mission Tsunade had assinged me to a couple of months ago. That hag had her croonies drag me out of bed in the middle of the night to go report to some remote backwaters town. Hell, I didn't have time to leave a note to my parents, let alone Asuma.

And speaking of which...while wandering around that same night I left my parent's home, I came across Asuma drunk and stumbling around. I know drunks, (my father being one) and Asuma's drinking habits were not unfamiliar to me, but his reaction upon seeing me threw me off a bit.

Asuma claims that he's not a 'relationship' sort of guy, but I get the feeling that he had really let himself go once I inexplicably disappeared.

Shit, I really need to sit down with him and explain. But not in his apartment, it stinks like deer piss from all the booze >_
8:38pm: Is there any sanity in this village?
Apparently, sanity is nonesistant in this villiage, and it so happens to creep into my backyard as well.
During my afternoon nap outise I heard the bushes rustling behind my mother's carefully trimmed hedges. Being the inquisitive ninja that I am, I remaind where I was and lazily watched the bushes for the intruder to emerge.
I expected it to be a cat, or even that annoying pig Tonton had gone astray.
No, it was Rock Lee. Rock Lee in his birthday suit. Stealing my laundry.
I could only watch dumbstrucked as he flashed me his teeth heroically and gave me the 'thumbs up' with all three appandeges before selecting my mother's favorite green tablecloth (which is also a priceless family heirloom made by great-granny Nara herself) to wrap himself in a makeshift toga, then disappear again into the bushes.
My eye twitched habitally at the incident, for not only does it herald the unavoidable wrath of my bitchy mother, but it also means that it is time for me to hastily move out and escape said wrath. For as much as I love fine knitting, chasing down the highly physical Lee and the elusive tablecloth is far too troublesome, and careful calculations conclude that making a hasty getaway requires less effort. And I wouldn't want to eat off of that tablecloth again anyways.
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