[all that one will hear is the sound of someone and... something trudging through tall, wild grass, inaudible mutters that slowly grow in volume until whatever communicator in the vincity manages to pick up the murmurings from a certain silver-haired (and currently annoyed) freelancer]
--wasn't as if the whole island disappearing gig was enough, now they just randomly decided to somehow get me into another forest and subsequently make me lost yet again. Even as a running gag, this isn't funny now, oy. This anything isn't like Jimmy living out his Prince of Tennis fantasy or everyone quoting Haragen like nobody's business--
[Gintoki pauses when a yelp comes from behind, courtesy of one Shiroi. He then snorts.]
Well, at least you're with me this time, boy. Life would otherwise be pretty lonely without you now, eh?
[Shiroi barks once in agreement, and then the shuffling stops as the freelancer stops to look around his surroundings.]
Oy, owls. Mind actually letting me out of this place now? In case you forgot I'm a guy who needs his very human needs. While I admit living out the wildlife has its good points, I think I'd very much rather sleep on something that vaguely resembles a bed rather than the cold, hard earth that takes in all my sweat and tears and my bones when I die.
[OOC: So in order to cover up my fail... Gintoki was just once again stuck in the forest. Again. Yeah.]
--wasn't as if the whole island disappearing gig was enough, now they just randomly decided to somehow get me into another forest and subsequently make me lost yet again. Even as a running gag, this isn't funny now, oy. This anything isn't like Jimmy living out his Prince of Tennis fantasy or everyone quoting Haragen like nobody's business--
[Gintoki pauses when a yelp comes from behind, courtesy of one Shiroi. He then snorts.]
Well, at least you're with me this time, boy. Life would otherwise be pretty lonely without you now, eh?
[Shiroi barks once in agreement, and then the shuffling stops as the freelancer stops to look around his surroundings.]
Oy, owls. Mind actually letting me out of this place now? In case you forgot I'm a guy who needs his very human needs. While I admit living out the wildlife has its good points, I think I'd very much rather sleep on something that vaguely resembles a bed rather than the cold, hard earth that takes in all my sweat and tears and my bones when I die.
[OOC: So in order to cover up my fail... Gintoki was just once again stuck in the forest. Again. Yeah.]
Location: Lost. Again.
Mood:
annoyed
75 | JUMP
