Island of 1,000 Condiments

He sat in the audience w/ his arms crossed along his chest. The shadowy figure himself was large, almost behemoth-like, w/ a monstrous build, & eyes shaded a deep black. His uniform was of a similar color – a robe complete w/ a neckband & the designs of scarlet clouds dancing through the seams. Most of his head was draped within an aged turban, held up by two guards – A forehead protector & a mouth guard. As for the visual aspects of his face, it was deeply shaded to a tanned tone & carried many wrinkles. In addition, it seemed to be slouched down in an angered expression. The being’s right eye twitched as soon as he heard that obnoxious scream, “You stupid fuck, we missed the Sign-Ups because your sorry ass had to, just had to, pick up that bounty on the way here.”

The tall one was Kakuzu, the obnoxious one: Hidan.

Hidan stood much smaller, yet much louder than Kakuzu. He was scrawny, shirtless, & had an attitude. In a very brief description, he had white hair, followed by lavender-shaded eyes. Further down were his rosary, an open-chest Akatsuki robe, & probably nothing where the underwear should be. Other notable features also included the red, three-prong scythe that was attached to his back, as well as the little kids flicking popcorn at his head from a few stands up. He too twitched at this. “Fuckin’ dickheads.”

“One day, when I find a way, - I will kill you.”

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