Day 4

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Good morning!

Once again, Arataka Reigen has won immunity, because, I mean. Seriously. His work has been printed up at poster size and hung up around various parts of the studio. You might even catch it happening; a chunk of the wall will dislodge itself, spin 360 degrees, and then blend seamlessly back into place, now with the poster on it.

For everyone who participated in the logo contest, you may select a free Blu-Ray to be delivered to your dressing room. There's a wide selection; you can pick something from your own world or something from an alternate universe. You may have accidentally picked something from an alternate universe. Enjoy finding out as you watch them!

Mackentucky Fuck You retains copyright and licensing rights of all designs submitted.

Now get to voting! ]

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Comments

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Bar's not very comfortable.

[He is talking very quietly.

he places the bag on genji's chest.]

Here. An apology.

[bootyninja]

You're obviously a novice if you really tried to sleep at the bar.

[squinches his eyes then grumbles and goes for the bag]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[he grunts.

there is also a bottle of pocari sweat in there like a blessed hangover kit. reigen meanwhile is just relieved he found him, mission accomplished]

Well, I'm gonna go put my head down... later.

[bootyninja]

[oooh.

twists the bottle open

without sitting up at all.]

Did you seriously hunt me down just for this?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Hah? Ah, yeah. You're hung over, right? Thanks for being nice to a sloppy drunk. Sorry I wasss Too Drunk.

[bootyninja]

Ooooh, you're feeling guilty.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

What? For what? I'm being nice. I'm embarrassed and full of regrets.

[bootyninja]

I dunno, actually. But who the hell tracks down someone they didn't even fuck, on a hangover, just to be 'nice'.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

Ah... I'm sure I'd be hiding in my apartment if we both went our separate ways in Japan?

[bootyninja]

But since we're not in Japan...?

[i guess i have to sit up if i want to drink this]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[Starts to say something, then stops. mumbles and shrugs]

There's no special reason. You were nice, and I figured you were hung over. That's all.

[bootyninja]

[takes a long drink and looks much more awake when he's done, though he still slouches over, chin in his hand, elbow on his knee. You aren't supposed to sit on hammocks like this but his balance is impeccable.]

Thanks, I guess. [peers into the bag of food] I'm usually the guy making these rounds, is all. And from the look of you, you should've stayed in bed.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[squints at him. impressive]

Haah, you're welcome. Besides, I'd hate for you to get the idea that I'm not a cheap date.

[bootyninja]

Shouldn't a con artist not be telling an incredibly rich guy that he goes cheap?

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[waves his hand]

I'm an honest guy. Geez, don't call me that so loudly. Or is that the headache.

[bootyninja]

I don't think you can be a con artist and an honest guy.

[flops backward onto the hammock with his legs dangling over the edge]

You might as well just crash in here. These things are great.

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[grumbles] I'm doing my best...

Alright, thank you for the invitation.

[he climbs into a hammock, extremely clumsily, like a human being who is hung over. whatever, fuckin ninja]

[bootyninja]

[laughs but he's actually going to be quiet and let him sleep. and eat this food.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[cool he is going to LIE HERE, FACE DOWN, his jacket coat over his head. he was wiped all night but it was two days with no sleep so he can go another hour or two.]

[bootyninja]

[that's cool bud. He's awake so he might as well go shower and such.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[when he wakes up for a moment he's like

??? where am i ???? oh right, hell

then rolls out of his hammock and directly to the ground]

Fuck!

[he's slept the majority of his hangover off at least

groans and goes to clean himself up. reigen. reigen arataka. do not. do not drink more than one drink. even now. especially now

the shimada definitely thinks you're weird... well he's a shimada, like he can talk]

[bootyninja]

[he can talk all he wants.

Anyway, Genji has moved on to daily exercise because what the fuck else is he going to do around here, honestly?

so whenever you have cleaned up, wandered around, and would like to run into a hot yakuza doing upside down sits up on the rafters over one of the sets, there you go.]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[um. gaze.]

[bootyninja]

[radar for being stared at, not remotely the first time this morning. He lifts his eyebrows and finishes his set, then dangles. He is at least breathing heavily and also has been sweating.]

Yo! Morning, salaryman.

[his mood is about 400% better]

[proficient_in_photoshop]

[whyyyy. why did i not hit that]

Reigen. Psychic!