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sirenspull2012-05-09 06:54 pm
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001 || VIDEO
[ The video begins as terribly shaky, half of it covered by a curious shape that will, upon closer inspection, turn out to be somebody’s finger, followed by some clicking noises. Of course, what Hashirama is trying to do right now is use his NV – conveniently shaped like a pen – to write. ]
Tch. What good is a pen if it doesn’t write…
[ A few more clicks and the device rolls off, a view of the table taking over for a few moments, switching to a view of the ceiling, then the wall, back to the table, and this continues for a few moments. This is then followed by a loud crash, the feed still shaky as it finally focuses on a man, standing with his legs slightly apart, expression set in a slight frown, hands positioned like he is just about to pull a karate move of sorts. ]
I didn’t think you were the ordinary sort of pen. Then again, why would I be handed a pen in the afterlife...?
[ He is still inspecting that NV, gaze sweeping carefully over the device, unfamiliar with it because during his time there had been nothing so advanced in technology as what he was staring at right now. ]
…Or are you an exploding device?
[ He takes a step back, his hands forming a seal of sorts as he waits for the device to explode. He will be standing there in that position, suspicious as ever, until something happens. Or until someone decides to communicate. Whichever happens first. ]
Tch. What good is a pen if it doesn’t write…
[ A few more clicks and the device rolls off, a view of the table taking over for a few moments, switching to a view of the ceiling, then the wall, back to the table, and this continues for a few moments. This is then followed by a loud crash, the feed still shaky as it finally focuses on a man, standing with his legs slightly apart, expression set in a slight frown, hands positioned like he is just about to pull a karate move of sorts. ]
I didn’t think you were the ordinary sort of pen. Then again, why would I be handed a pen in the afterlife...?
[ He is still inspecting that NV, gaze sweeping carefully over the device, unfamiliar with it because during his time there had been nothing so advanced in technology as what he was staring at right now. ]
…Or are you an exploding device?
[ He takes a step back, his hands forming a seal of sorts as he waits for the device to explode. He will be standing there in that position, suspicious as ever, until something happens. Or until someone decides to communicate. Whichever happens first. ]