video; un: hinokami

[zutsuki]

[He's still not great at texting, so he had Gintoki give him some guidance on how to do some fancier technological things. He probably wouldn't remember how to do it again, but he manages a video broadcast that is hidden from one specific Lunatian resident-- Hashibira Inosuke. He's quiet at first, sitting with a silly grin on his face. He waves.]

I have a special announcement! It's my friend's birthday-- I'm sure at least some of you have met him. Hashibira Inosuke, the one that runs around without a shirt and wears a boar mask!

[He holds up a sign he's drawn crudely.]

I had someone teach me how to make this post so he can't see it, but it would mean a lot to me if you guys could wish him well today! He really likes food and fighting, so if anybody wants to wrestle a guy I can tell you where to find him. Be careful though, he takes fighting super seriously and is pretty strong! He'll mostly listen if you set rules though. I think. [He frowns.]

...if you find him and wanna fight, maybe tell me so I can make him listen, actually.

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[lonenowa]

[She drags her cursor over towards the highlighted HTML link and clicks. When the image finally buffers, her head unceremoniously tilts to the left. She's really just trying to make out the photo, unable to properly discern if it were a joke or not.]

𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦.

𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯, 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?

receives a notification for this tag two days late??

[zutsuki]

[Tanjiro just laughs, not even remotely bothered by her calling out his lack of artistic ability.]

I never claimed to be a good artist... But he sure does wear a mask like that! He's a little funny, but it's his choice so I certainly don't mind.

Bitch I didn't reply for a week, you're good. ;; Stuff came up over here!

[lonenowa]

[Noire would visibly cringe at the thought. She draws up her idea of how such a person would look. Her imagination leans to that of a wrestler-type with thick, coarse arms. Her face goes a bit pale as she pictures a bunch of sweaty men with animal masks as their arms tighten with a webbing of discolored veins that thicken along the circumference of the arm to accentuate their muscle.]

Yeah..? Are you sure he'll be okay with such a horrible piece of handiwork? Your friend sounds like he'd get mad over little things like that and lash out about if he's as much of a musclehead as he reads.

a big mood.

[zutsuki]

[Honestly, that's not too far off.]

Hmm, he's like that at first, but he knows me well enough by this point I think he'd just be excited I'm telling people to give him stuff.