Future Pokekage Uzumaki Naruto! (
used_friendship) wrote2013-08-14 08:28 pm
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006- Video; Action for Blackthorn
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[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
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[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryƫka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
[It is early in the evening when he finally begins to stir. A hand slowly reaches up to rub at tired eyes as they blink into focus, Naruto staring up at the ceiling above him. Immediately he frowns as memories of new and old jumble together. It had felt like a dream, though it couldn't have been. Why didn't he have chakra? Oh yeah- Johto.
Feeling the presence of someone else in the room distracts him as he turns his head to the side, immediately greeted with the sight of long, flowing red hair.]
....So when are we going to Violet? [You hit hard enough to knock him out Mom, he'll concede this time.]
[Video]
[A little time later the Pokegear shows Naruto sat on a bed as an excitable Carnivine is wrapped around his shoulders, happily chewing on his head once again. Some things never change!]
So--yeah. I guess that thing happened to me, y'know, when people fall asleep and have the dreams? But they're not real dreams? [Descriptive as always. On that subject though, there are some people he wants to talk to. He should probably send them some private messages.]
Oi Neji. Sasuke. I wanna talk to you guys.
[...Or just do it that way instead. He has a pretty serious look about him for once, so they should probably get in contact with him.]
[With a huff he moves around and attempts to unwrap the Carnivine from around him. Since he has it on, he may as well ask that question he had before the coma stuff happened.]
I'm still gonna go check out that dragon place up here, the one Tenten told me about. What's the best dragon type out there? I have Ryƫka-chan already, she's a Charizard now and she's grown really strong.
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[She stops herself mid-sentence. Try and save questions for later. She hadn't even known the masked man had posed as Madara at all. No... questions would have to wait unless there was some gaping hole in the story or she got lost and confused.
She plunks herself down next to Minato and silently gestures for Naruto to continue.]
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[Well, if his parents are sitting down, Naruto will go ahead take a seat on the floor. This will probably be a long conversation, after all.]
He's the one that started the Fourth Shinobi War. He called himself Madara, but then the real Madara was brought back with Edo Tensei.
Anyway the five kage were fighting the real Madara, while me and Octopops were fighting the other, then Kakahi-sensei and Bushy-brow-sensei showed up, then everyone else did too, as well as the other Madara, and they summoned the Juubi somehow, then Ob- [ALMOST A SLIP UP THERE] ...fake-Madara absorbed it and-- yeah.
There's just a lot of fighting going on.
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He definitely picked up on that almost slip though, but-]
The Juubi?
[WASN'T THAT IN THE MOON...
Things sounded much worse than the information he'd heard thus far about the war.]
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otherwise she'd never let it go and cause a thread paradox oops. So she just took in what she could with the patented Uzumaki "I'm not completely understanding this" frown on her face.Everything about this war sounded absolutely shitty though. But what Minato had said that night about a harbinger of disaster... looks like it came to be, albeit sixteen
plus oneyears later. And oh look, opening for questions.]The Juubi? But there should've only been nine bijuu. ...Unless it's not a bijuu? And who's Bushy-brow-sensei and Octopops anyway?
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But they only had seven- I still have Kurama, and Octopops- he's the Eight-tails Jinchuuriki- still has his, but they got the chakra from some other place?
[If only there was someone else here who could do all this explaining stuff. He is like, the worst at it.]
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[Yep, that's the only question coming out of that. 8Db]
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[His Ninetails is called Kurama for a reason 8| ]
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That such a thing exists and was revived...
[Now HERE'S the part you have to wonder how much he knew about it but w/e]
Do you know why they wanted or needed that much power?
[WAS IT TO SEND US ALL TO ROUTE D8]
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What's important is that we stop him, before anyone else gets hurt, or they go through with their stupid Moon Eye plan.
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So what's this Moon Eye plan supposed to do anyway? And to have the power of all nine bijuu in one Jinchuuriki... I'm not sure I like the sound of where this is going. I wonder what controlling the Juubi that way has to do with everything.
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[It's just not right. You don't defile something as sacred as ramen with such a gross and messy fruit.]
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[That's it, that's Obito. He is mushed tomatoes in the wonderful world that is ramen.]
[Now that's he's explained though, Naruto falls silent. It isn't easy, when all he wants to do is talk, to ask the thousand questions he has.]
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[Did it really matter why he wanted to turn the world into an illusion? There was rarely time in the middle of a war to contemplate the reasons behind what they and their enemies were doing. Though now that they were here, away from all of it...]
Hardly sounds real, does it.
[Not that he doubted anything his son was telling them, but the idea of the Hokages being revived, fighting against the Juubi, casting a genjutsu powerful enough to capture the entire world... it was more than a little fantastical.]
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[It's not a hopeful expectation. Kushina puts it like a concrete fact as she looks directly at Naruto. He carries her and Minato's will, their hopes, and their dreams into a future they hadn't thought they'd see or hear about. And now he also had her unwavering faith that he could take down the man ultimately responsible for their deaths.]
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But they WILL stop him. They have to.]
I wish I could explain it all better, I know I'm not good at that stuff, but I don't even know what's going on most of the time either. It's complicated.
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[It was enough though, wasn't it? Naruto had mentioned the basic points... and while Minato was curious as to why he and other Hokage had been brought back, and really any detail his son could offer, Naruto had given them the basic gist of things.]
You're okay though? Back home?
[He hadn't mentioned anyone LOSING ARMS or anything so...]
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Of course he's okay, he's our son. You remember the healing power the Kyuubi's chakra has? But Naruto's only got half of his chakra...
...You are okay, right?
[Such faith she has in him... Her empty hand may have started gripping a little at the bedspread to keep from darting over and checking him for any scars.]
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[Back then he was tired, injured minorly, but nothing serious.]
It'll be okay.
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Just asking.
[He held his hands up in front him, the gesture a bit of a teasing truce before he lowered them again.]