Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-31966106-20170715173058/@comment-31966106-20170715222554

'''“ATTENTION ALL SHINOBI! This is your 6 hours remaining warning. I repeat, this is your 6 hours remaining warning.” '''

As time was winding down faster than expected most of the warehouse had turned into a large party. Everyone was done sulking, thinking or training for the most part. They’d have plenty of time to do all three while on the ship for an unspecified amount of time.

Listen & Read (Loop recommended)

[Tiatsu’s End] 

For the majority of the past 6 hours Tiatsu was training non-stop. He didn’t have the best stamina but he could at least hang with some of the weaker members of the Anbu team. Once the call rung all throughout the warehouse he left towards the buffet. Stuffing his face with all sorts of mochi buns, pho, macha tea pudding, pork tonkatsu, BBQ as far as the eye could see and etc. He sat at a long table with a-bunch of other people and he was forcing the food under his mask. He was eating like a rabid beast, ripping through dozens of plates with relative ease until he felt the dreaded food wall approach. Tiatsu didn’t want to place himself into a food coma and miss the 5 am deadline so he stopped himself and merrily marched towards the thickest part of the party.

All of the ladies and men hadn’t see an Anbu join the frey during the whole incursion so the fox mask became an instant hit. Take cup after cup of sake into his mouth to dis-embark the nerves inside his head and hypnotically dance to the beautiful upbeat music that was playing on the dance floor. It was almost something like his father had told him once upon a time ago. “Upon the cusp of knowing death. The people let go all the restrictions of their mortal bodies and transcend until they are no longer.”







Tiatsu was in a drunken and overly full but blissful state and would stay like this for the hopeful remainder of the night ahead of him.

The eagle mask leader would watch from the rafters above with boar and elephant mask. “Bloody hell. We should join, we may not make it back anyways.” Once the eagle mask went down the rest of the Anbu black-ops joined right in the epicenter of the party. The roar of the crowd was so deafening that most couldn’t even hear themselves think. Let alone try to react to all the madness. They just let go, and became one with everyone and the melody. Entranced in pleasure none of them hoped would end.

Shuffling, crumping, traditional dancing. These motherfuckers did it all, and were DRUNKIER THAN A BITCH. All of them formed a small circle in the massive circle and Tiatsu led the charge. Pop-locking his body until he did a spinning round house. Tripping and landing on his head only to then spin into a backflip split.

'''“NO ONE HAS EVER DONE THAT?! HOLY SHITTTTT, WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” '''

'''It was a time to be alive. '''

