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I forgot to post here 🤣

Happy birthday my beloved hotty daddy Tobirama

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{Logged in to say, today, Happy Birthday, Tobirama! And happy belated one year to this blog! I know I've been absent, I'm sorry! I might write a little something for him today, but! I wanted to log in and say hi to all of you!}

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OOC

{Y'all, I'm so sorry for vanishing. I... Have very much found myself utterly consumed by the Transformers fandom. That is 100% my bad.}

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He asked for no pickles

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Day 2: Time Travel

"Why's an Uchiha-"

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It was now Tobirama's turn to stop suddenly in his tracks. His grandniece? "Tsunade? Tsunade is..." He looked surprised. "Godaime? There have been five hokage?"

That was something that Tobirama didn't expect. But, maybe this man was lying. It was entirely possible. His brother was still in power. That wasn't a question or doubt in Tobirama's mind. "That's not possible. When I left the village, my brother was still in office. Or, at least I left him there." Hashirama had a penchant for abandoning his work as soon as Tobirama left the village. It was no secret that Tobirama did most of the paperwork- to Hashirama's orders and likes, of course- and left the signing to Hashirama.

"I'm no longer requesting. Take me into the village. My brother will explain." He spoke with a deep confidence of a man who was used to leading.

Kakashi was baffled. Honestly, he didn't understand what this man intended. If he had intended to infiltrate the village, he wouldn't have the appearance of a dead person. He couldn't have been summoned by Edo Tensei, the Sandaime had made sure of that. And from what he knew, Edo Tensei puppets didn't get injured. And other possibilities... Well, the only third option was that it was Tobirama Senju. But that still didn't make sense.

"Are you sure you want that?" Kakashi said, even as he started walking again. "The Godaime isn't going to take it lightly. She is Tobirama's Grand niece after all"

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@madatobiweek 2024: day one - fantasy / court

those gerudo clothes sure are distracting...

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He 'can't be Senju Tobirama'? What kind of sick joke was this? Of course he was himself! Who else could be possibly be! No one else in the village looked as he did!

"I know without the seals on my face, I look different, but who else in this village could I be?" He asked, the annoyance not hiding in his voice for a moment. Was this some game this man was playing? What a terrible time to play it. Chakra exhausted, somewhat injured- although it was mostly bruised and broken bones, nothing terribly serious- as he was, Tobirama just wanted to get checked up then brought home to rest.

"Take me into the village. Anyone else will know me. Clearly I stumbled upon a newcomer who isn't acquainted with me..." The last sentence was mumbled to himself. How could this bout of an unlucky streak get any worse?

When the man said 'if they were in the Hokage mountain it should be obvious', something clicked in his brain. His hands went slack for a second, and he lost his grip on the man.

He recovered quickly enough to not let him fall, and took a good look at his face, picturing a Happuri overimposed on his features. He did look like the few photos he'd seen of the man in history books, but...

"This is impossible... I don't know what you're trying to play, sir... but you can't be Senju Tobirama"

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Tobirama hated seeing his own men dead, even if it was a painful reminder of the oath they had sworn. An oath of promise to sacrifice what was necessary for the cause. But the rage that filled him among spotting enemies hidden in the trees. And he began to draw fire. An obviously higher ranking SOLDIER than the ones currently on the ground.

The first bullet grazed his shoulder, and another came so close to his face that he physically felt it. But that did not make the man flinch. Not in the slightest.

Upon hearing one of his own men, Tobirama jumped down to hide behind the overturned car, looking at those still able to fight. "Ordered to stay inside the car. He is in no shape to fight. I will be taking the lead." He spoke firmly, his tone left no room for questions. His words, however, sent a small whisper through both his and Genesis's men. In no shape to fight? That shouldn't be possible.

"We do not let them get behind us. Understood? Cut them off and keep them at bay." He looked between the men, waiting for an affirmative before he looked up and around. He wasn't just physically quick, either. His mind worked incredibly fast, setting up a plan of attack before barking orders on where to send certain men. He was the only reason so many of Genesis's men had made it out with their lives in the first place. Any other rescue convoy might have only pulled Genesis and maybe another two or three to safety.

Tobirama intended to take the leader of the little ambush and make him an example. That usually ended all resistance. The problem was finding them while making sure that both the rest of the SOLDIERs were safe, and that the convoy was kept safe to protect whoever was still alive inside. He climbed up on top of the car again, drawing fire as he jumped down on the other side to make a charge.

Weightless for a moment, Genesis was struck with a sickening, albeit familiar sensation. Time was slow, hardly moving as his thoughts raced. Falling, from somewhere high-- Banora, in those young trees. How many times had Tobirama warned him of the weak branches? That no fruit was worth injury? Crack. But they were the largest, the sweetest. Even if there was an orchard to pick from, only the best would suffice. Thud. Slowly, Genesis' eyes fluttered open to find Tobirama-shaped shadow hovering over him. His old friend's mouth moved, surely, speaking to him, but his ears were still ringing. By the time Genesis gathered his senses, his fellow First had already departed, the trail of his lithe form slipping from out the window above them. Outside, the scene had disintegrated into chaos. Bodies scattered the woodland meadow, enemy and friendly alike. Those who were more able-bodied had taken cover behind the toppled convoy cars while unseen assailants peppered through the dark forest. An ambush. Another fucking ambush. Morale was low until a familiar figure emerged from the wreck, and even then it was only just enough for the lucky survivors to grind in their heels and make a stand. "Sir!" A lower-ranked SOLDIER shouted to Tobirama from nearby cover. "Its the Wutain cur again. From the northwest! Might try to pincer us-- where's Commander Rhapsodos???"

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Well, if it were you, who killed Butsuma, and you did so painfully and made him suffer, I’d say good for you.

"It is a shame that my father's death will never actually be known, as we cremated him. However, if I did do it, then I would have to warn you about who you tell about this. Secrets like these are meant to be kept."

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two sides of the same coin

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Do you feel guilty about killing izuna and how it affected Madara?

"I do not feel guilty for killing Izuna. With him, it was kill or be killed. But, how it affected Madara... That is a different story. It was unfortunate. A lot happened because of that one action that I cannot take back. No matter how hard I try."

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Is it true that you killed your own father?

"Well, it wasn't Hashirama that killed him. And it wasn't an enemy. I will say, if it were me, I would have made him suffer just as he made all of his sons suffer. Inflict the most pain that I could."

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Do you ever feel guilty over the people you’ve killed?

"No. I don't. When in war, it is my life, or theirs. And I will not let the enemy have my life. Not while I still have things to do and people to protect."

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How would you like to die?

"A grim question... Ideally, I would die in my sleep of old age, but that isn't normally in the cards for shinobi. So, I would want to die protecting those I care about, and allowing them a chance to win, or to flee."

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What’s your favorite meal?

"My favorite meal is fresh caught river fish, with rice, and whatever seasonal vegetables are available. And a green tea."