Why are you my Clarity?

i feel like shit right now

Title: Namida no Aya

Author: FemSolluxCaptor/Emma/Blake/that-sobbing-homestuck

Pages: 8 in Word Docs.

Chapter: Free Time/ acid trip

Recap:None, cause this chapter really doesn’t give a shit about previous or future chapters.

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 Namida strolled along the streets of Konoha lazily, not really caring where she ended up. It was immensely satisfying to be able to just stroll along the streets for her, more so than training. Anyways, the training grounds were due for some repairs.

But as we all know, all good things must come to an end. By an end, I mean our main character got bored of basking in the oh-glorious-sun. Her mind never rested and was currently planning on how to dominate the world. For that though, she needed minions and she had no idea how to get those. In other words, she was lazy as fuck.

 As she wandered, she just so happened to chance upon the workplace of her old friend, Morino Ibiki. Of course, now she couldn’t tell him who she was, but she could begin rebuilding her reputation. (Which was extremely hard due to her outfit, which was only doing its job. The outfit was supposed to be a disguise, yet she was acting normally. Namida is basically a giant oxymoron.)

Some time later, the said interrogator’s eye was twitching as he faced Masumi. 

“Who the fuck are you.” His question was more of a statement than anything else really.

Taking the opportunity for a reference, Masumi shot back: “Who da fuck are you?” Ibiki growled at the girl’s antics. She was having way too much fun with this. It annoyed the man greatly as he was used to having people cower in fear of him. So he did the only logical thing, he played along.

 “I asked you first.” It had not been the first thing on his mind, but I made him say it anyways. If he had been aware of the omnipotent being at the time, he would’ve cursed at her.

 “I asked you second.” Masumi, who was very much aware of me,  so she silently sent prayers of thanks.

Just then, an assistant came along. “He’s Ibiki Morino, head of the Interrogation department, 7th seat on the council and scariest man in all of Konoha?” 

“I’m Masumi, I’m new.” This is the point in which you realize this chapter is crack and just to satisfy my needs. Just a warning, the grammar is gonna suck in this chapter, I’m writing an essay as I’m doing this! All of that grammar is being sucked away~

 Ibiki glared at the flippant shinobi, she just seemed to be fearless. Or stupid, like insanely stupid.

“What do you want?” he sighed, looking for someone to yell at, the Hokage wouldn’t be too happy if he killed a genin.

Grinning like a fox or something, Masumi replied. “I want to interrogate people here, whenever I want and for as long as I want.” Ibiki lost it and threw a set of brand new kunai at the girl; which she dodged easily by vanishing and reappearing behind him.

“Oi, it can’t hurt to let me try on one of them.” Ibiki’s face clearly conveyed his reply: “Yes it will you little shit,” which he actually did say out loud, prompting a pout from Masumi.

 Then, she proceeded to annoy until he said yes. Masumi was a pro at this. This= annoying the hell outta people. You know what, I hate this chapter so very much. The grammar sucks and so does the plot. I’m eating Hello Panda cookies as I type this and I have to go to a very late Chinese New Years celebration and I just wrote “toe” instead of “to”. What am I doing writing this anyways? To torture the masses? What masses? I just-ASDFGHJKL; FUCK ME FUCK LIFE FUCK YOU LITERALLY! ARAGH AND I HOMESTUCKED AGAIN MY ERIOL SPRITE?!?!?!?IF WU0EINJPRTCFQ30NR9CJIOSJOR

 Okay, now that I’ve gotten that out of my system, I do believe that I am mentally prepared to take on the meticulous challenge of writing this chapter. Hooray…

Anyways, back to our semi-canon storyline. Semi-canon because not even I know if this actually happened or If I’m just writing it like this. I can’t really be sure anymore.

 I did it again, shit. Before any other tangents, Masumi had somehow finished her interrogation already and was leaving, very satisfied. I really am not sorry that you had to miss it; you’d probably piss your pants if you were there. Our protagonist is crazy as fuck.

Now I am far too lazy to continue on, lets just say that next time Anko sees Masumi, she’ll try to rip her head off and our main character was actually supposed to be digging potatoes today.

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 AN:

 Please tell me someone got the first tMPGiS reference, please. Oh, and anyone who can correctly guess what book series/author my writing style is based off of(don’t include this chapter as this was just for shit and giggles), I will dedicate like 10 chapters to you.  This is just for fun and I will upload a proper chapter sometime soonsih. I have no idea really