sunshine_ooc | Test Drive

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Test Drive

Sunshineverse

Okay everyone, it's time to test some people out! The rules of the game are simple. You have a character you would like to try out as a native to the setting of this game. You want to see if this is the right setting to play said character in, right?

Well, then all you have to do is drop them into this post as a top level comment with this as the header:
Character name | Series (OC's just put Original here) | Planned Village Affiliation

Then you comment around and play with everyone else!

If you need some ideas on how to get started, you can drop your character in during the middle of a mission, have them at an eatery around their village, or maybe even just doing weapons practice. It's up to you how you want to set out, so feel free to put your characters in this version of the Naruto universe however it most seems appropriate. Just be sure to say where you put them somewhere in your post though, otherwise two people might not even be threading in the same country.

One last thing! Remember that your character was born in this universe, so whatever else you decide, your character is a world native, even if they might be a tourist in the village you decided to test them out on.

And that's it. Just be good to each other and have fun! Threads you do here can count toward future activity checks, so long as the person you're threading with gets in too. These threads can also be used for samples on your application.

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Shisui gave Itachi a very dull look. "Obviously, but you're the one lowering yourself to spend time with me. I'll just go drown myself in the river and stop ruining your reputation."

"It's because you took care of me when I was small. Emotional bonds formed with even a surrogate mother are often long lasting and hard to break, no matter how ill advised," Itachi explained with a shrug. "So even though you're in bad taste and you're hideous, my brain has been programmed to feel affection for you, so there's really nothing to be done about it."

Itachi gave Shisui a serious look. "And because of the affection that I really have no control over, I would cry if you drowned. Inconsolable sobbing. Very disgusting and uncomfortable for all involved." Itachi tried not to smile.

"...you're hellspawn on earth, did you know that?"

"Did you expect to raise anything but hellspawn?" Itachi asked archly.

Shisui sniffed. "I think it's just you. If my application for genin gets accepted, we'll test it out."

"I think I should be taken as a warning that you shouldn't--no, I'd probably be an endorsement. I can fight. They don't care so much about emotional capacity." Itachi looked as his scarred hands, buoyant mood sinking.

Shisui grimaced, shifting closer so their legs were touching. He'd known Itachi long enough to get some sense of his moods. "I guess it's bad of me to want to put more kids through the machine." Raise more cute little killers, all set to drive a kunai through a throat or suicide to keep information from spreading.

"Or you could think of it as teaching them to protect themselves," Itachi suggested softly. Itachi couldn't train new ninja. So far no on has asked, but he was still young and useful. Maybe they would one day.

Shisui glanced at Itachi and gently reached for his hand. His thumb traced Itachi's wrist--narrow with the veins clearly visible. He had spiderlike fingers, contrasted to Shisui's broad palm and relatively short fingers. They both had scars layered over older scars, discolored and misshapen.

"It's useful, in this world."

"The essential disease of the age." Itachi leaned his shoulder against Shisui's. It always surprised him when his and Shisui's hands were almost the same size. He had always been smaller than Shisui.

"You've got antibiotic cream at your apartment, right?"

"Mm," Was the eloquent response. Shisui nodded. "After that slow-acting poison from Suna, I have everything." Don't even doubt it. Shisui shifted to get up, and gave Itachi's hand a tug.

Itachi shifted his hand to grip Shisui's, waiting for Shisui to stand and help Itachi to his feet.

Shisui stood, considered Itachi just below him, and then hauled him up...only to twist his chakra and flicker, dragging Itachi along with him. On one hand, Itachi hated it. On the other, Shisui had done it so often that the sickness wasn't so bad. Usually.

They appeared outside of Shisui's apartment building, and Shisui promptly skittered backwards to avoid being punched or vomited on.

Itachi, in the process of standing and not expecting to be flickered halfway across Konoha, stumble and fell almost on his face when they landed, catching himself on his hands and knees and waiting for the dizziness to pass.

"And you wonder why I'm mean," Itachi ground out through gritted teeth.

Shisui crouched down next to Itachi with a too-wide grin. "I never wondered, I just hoped. Deluded. I love you though?"

"If you come any closer right now, I'm going to stab you somewhere especially painful." Itachi growled. He was serious.

Shisui winced. "Right. I'll just be here." Or upstairs, getting the antibiotic cream--whichever would get him in less trouble. Just in case, he shuffled away from Itachi.

Itachi groaned and rolled over, laying on his back with the arms outstretched. The dizziness would fade soon. Hopefully.

Shisui sighed and considered Itachi. Shisui was an inch or so taller than him, definitely heavier, but there were similarities. Coloring, cheekbones, wiry build that was better for speed... Really just Uchiha-based similarities. He could say the same (and more) about any other Uchiha. But this brat happened to be his best friend, as much as he cared about the rest of them. Of course, that had nothing to do with appearance, just the fact that Shisui had been a handy family member to watch over a toddler Itachi and try to keep him from dying or getting hurt or harassing their aunt's cat.

Shisui shook his head with a grimace. He was going senile--twenty-four and thinking about his long gone past.

...

"Shit, Ita, in a couple of months I'm going to be halfway to thirty."

Itachi cracked an eye open, twisting his head to look at Shisui. "....you'll be more like halfway to forty-nine, Shi." Sometimes Shisui did not make the most sense.

"I know," Shisui sighed. "I'm going senile."

"Considering how many concussions you've had, that just might be true." Itachi doubted it, or maybe less doubted more very much hoped Shisui was just having a bad moment. Itachi slowly sat up. Nothing spun so he rolled up to his feet.

"You're not old, Shisui." Fugaku was old, or even the Yondaime.

Shisui stuck his tongue out at Itachi, but followed him up by bracing his hands on his knees. "I feel old, but I guess my joints aren't cracking yet." He knew of people's who did. At the same time...

He'd always been perplexed that he'd survived past twenty. Almost five years later, he wasn't any less startled than before. Shisui shook his head.

"C'mon, there's antibiotics waiting for you."

"I should hope so as that's what you went to get..." Itachi trailed after Shisui. "I feel old whenever I realize how old Sasuke's gotten." For some reason he always pictured Sasuke as a chubby little kid, and then realized he'd suddenly and definitely grown up.

"Or on cold mornings when my hands hurt." His hands did a lot of aching lately, but he had no reduced movement, so he doubted it was serious.

"If not, you can beat me for dragging you all the way here for nothing!" Shisui turned to smile at him, and then sighed, walking towards the stairwell backwards. "Soon enough he'll be getting someone pregnant, or whatever the right of passage into manhood is supposed to be for that generation." That was the moment he tripped on the stairs and fell down onto his butt, which might have been karma. He tilted his head up to look at Itachi.

"We should move south--then you wouldn't have to worry about the cold mornings."

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