Sharingans are red, Konan's hair is blue, I hate travelling, unless I have to
I have just returned from London. I thought it was going to be a disaster, but it turned out better than I supposed. But still, it was a school trip, so it was terrible. Because
- apparently every foolish girl save for me spends half a foolish hour in a bathroom both in the evening and in the morning, ignoring physiological needs of the foolish others
- I had to put up with all these foolish fools
- sleeping in the bus is foolishly uncomfortable
- these fools from the back were singing some foolish foolishnesses at 3 am
Well. Still, there were some advantages to it. I managed to sit alone in the bus, as no one wanted to get close to the teachers - who, I admit, are rather soft after knowing them better - and I got a love confession. The first day, Wednesday, I spent sitting in the bus, visiting fuel stations and trying to write a sonnet with thirteen-syllable-line about the Fourth Hokage, but, alas, it didn't work out. Well. We watched some movie, and then we got to a ferry where I actually got some sleep. Nice. Then, we got to Dover, but it already was Thursday. Strangely, I felt really comfortably there, as if it was my home - in fact, it seemed more familiar to me than Poland with its ugliness. I tried to figure out why, but I could come up with no other answer that, maybe, I lived there in my previous life. Well, my entire experience with reincarnation in religion comes from some trivia about Eastern religions, and Mists of Avalon. But in this light, I always considered myself rather a once-born, so this possibility was rather unsettling. I already have problems with my choice of school, choice of way of life, choice of whatever, and I hoped to put off choice of religion until I had some established position in life - or until I went to deep to back out. Oh.
Well, anyway, after reaching London and meeting up with a nice lady guide, we went to Tower. I talked with the lady guide, and she told me that she wanted to put some musical in the programme of the trip, but parents and teachers are not eager to do so. My father would agree with her, as he's a fan of musicals. In Tower, I watched the royal insignia. King Edgar says that such a crown must be heavy and uncomfortable and that he'd go bald after wearing it for a few years. I bought a keychain with a baldness-inducing crown for my brother and then I went to watch the royal armoury, and I was late. Oh well. Next was the Shakespeare's Globe AND IT WAS AWESOME. I wanted to ask the guide guy whether Shakespeare and Marlowe were lovers, as it's a popular pairing on Shakespeare Kink Meme, but I didn't have the time to. And we also visited the Saint Paul's Cathedral somewhere in the middle. It was fun since the groups could not go up without a teacher/guide. We got two teachers, a guide lady and a driver guy. We got paired with a younger teacher, and when we were going up the highest tier, it turned out she has high anxiety and the stairs only worsened it. So she stopped right in the middle and wanted to go off. We managed to convince her to at least reach one of the landings where she could wait. I personally was exhausted by climbing these flights of stairs, but then I said to myself "Fourth Hokage wouldn't chicken out like this" and I went up.
Unfortunately, we got quartered in family homes. Well, the family I, the other Natalia girl, the other pervert girl and the other rock-liking girl got, had some experience, so they didn't force conversations, knew what these pesky teenagers eat and the only problem was a little attention-seeking kid. I hate little children.
Next day, we went first to Westminster Abbey and then Buckingham Palace, but to take photos on the outside, not to visit the inside. And then one group went to have a lesson at the art gallery and the second one had free time. Then, the groups were supposed to switch. In my free time, I went to Soho, as my father told me there is plenty of awesome shops there. But when I called him to actually ask which shops should I visit, he told me that he doesn't know, as when he was in London, he had too little money. Oh well. Fortunately, I found HMV - a shop with games, movies, and books - and I bought there Led Zeppelin CD for my father (he requested it as a souvenir) and Star Ocean 3 by Square Enix. Yay. I wanted to get Dragon Age II, but as people there actually DO pay attention to PEGI ratings, and lying to get a game is not something as I'd do, not while I could attain it with some subtler deception. Then we went back and sailed across Thames. It was so polluted, the water was almost BROWN! Edgar and Setzer must have felt at home with this water... Gambler's comment was 'I'd rather die than commit suicide in such a dirty river!'
Next two days, we had lessons every morning. It was when one of the teachers confessed love for me, when I told her that she doesn't look old. It's so easy to be loved. Also, I had a pronounciation failure. The teacher asked about our plans for future and I wanted to make a Naruto Shout Out, so I said "When I grow up, I want to be a Hokage!" Her response was "You want to be a hooker girl?!" Next time, I'll watch an English version. Or say I want to be the king of shamans/card games. Lol.
Next day, we went to Cambridge. I decided to study there, as Oxford is full of wimpy humanists. The lady guide (other lady guide) bumped into a low pole, so I tried to comfort her by saying that at least she isn't a man. She laughed, so I assume I succeeded. Oh well. After a walk, we went into the boats punts on the river. I wanted to do some roving punting, as my Berserk Button was pushed ("I need some strong boys to bring the dictionaries/rovepunt/move the piano/do anything else poor weak girls OBVIOUSLY are not capable of, as all the strong feats are done with a penis"). I intended to fall into a river, as the first lady guide told me that every year someone falls into the river due to bad punting (FINALLY!), but alas. I bought in Cambridge some souvenirs for my parents: a block that had "40: old enough to know better, but young enough to keep doing it" and a "I'm not 50, I'm 18 with 32 years of experience" one. The first lady guide liked them, so I took her to the stall where they were sold, and she got a similar one (there were some similar to the 50 one, just with the age changed). Also, it was the time my evil plan came into fruition. I asked one of the teachers to do shopping for me, as she was over 18, so I gave her my money, and we hid with other teacher behind the shelves to not be suspicious. Yay. And I got my Dragon Age II and I'm happy. And so is Hikari, since here one problem she was very concerned about while playing with me the first game: namely, the situation of mages. There are so many quests in the sequel that concern it, and it's awesome, but a little scary. Seriously, the only reason she didn't start a revolution yet is because the mechanics of the game do not allow it... Yet. I also saw on the market a lovely belt with a buckle shaped like Ace of Spades, that would go so awesomely with the Setzer costume I always wanted to make and cosplay, but when I went back, it was already sold ;( Then, we went back to London and went to a theatre to watch The Mousetrap (or maybe it was the previous day?). I hoped it was this one Hamlet rewrote to scare Claudius, but no, this was based on Agatha Christie's novel. I hoped there will be evidence gathering and confrontations, as I got this impression from Ace Attorney Investigation, but, alas, no.
Last day, we went to Canterbury. The cathedral was awesome, in both meanings. There was a table people could put their intentions on so they would be read aloud and prayed for next mass, so I decided to contribute and put an intention for the soldiers. Prayer never hurts. And I bought a souvenir for my father: a cap with "I'd rather be sailing" inscription, as he really likes sailing, and a brooch with flag that means "You are heading into danger" in the flag language for my mother, so that her students that know the flag language can be warned in case she was going to make their day worse. I bought them in a lovely shop with marine things. After doing last shopping, we went back to Poland and I was quite unhappy, but the new games made the separation easier.
But of course, before I managed to win/die enough times to get discouraged, my parents took me away to Tenerife. At least here I have internet, as both my brother and my father took their laptops. But the food is nowhere as edible (seven days on apples, buns/rolls with onion and French fries. Aaargh), atmosphere nowhere as comfortable and house nowhere as warm. And I have to share bed with my brother, fortunately in literal sense damnyouAineyouknowIdidntmeanitthiswayyouhateincesttoosostopmakingfunofmerevengeisbadremember but he steals the bed cover all the time. Ugh.
Of course, when my mother says 'five days' I understand it 'one day for going there, one day for the return, three days there' and she understands 'five days there, and two more for travel' so I my attitude was not so negative at the beginning. And I thought that Thursday and Friday also are free (as it turned out, they are not and I'm missing the biology test on Wednesday in addition), but now they dropped a bomb on me. Oh well. The Spanish people eat a lot of meat and fishes, and their vegetarian dishes are too delicate for my taste - apparently, the thought of using some spices in a vegetarian dish is unknown to them. And it's cold as hell on these tropical islands. I kid you not, I saw snow. On a highest mountain, but still. The sun is hot, yeah, but the wind is cold and blows almost all the time. And I have to wear my jacket anyway, because it has a hood and I need to protect my head from the sun. My father makes fun of me and says that I look like an Eskimo.
Master Yoda is very popular here in Spain. I saw a graffiti with him, and a fun shop with his head on a sign. I joked to my father that if the Good Friday parade were to end with his statue, I wouldn't be surprised. Because here in Spain Good Friday is a great holiday. There are several parades going through cities. We joined the first one, around noon, and went to the end. Then, we watched the big one, but not to the end, as it was so frakking long. Fun fact: the churches were closed on Easter and my father was unhappy because he couldn't go to church. My brother went with him, and after searching for an open church, they went to the Yoda shop, that turned out to be a geek shop! He got me a Naruto badge and it was so sweet of him. Today I went there with my father, and there were figurines (even FF ones! But no FFVI figurines, alas. Though I was tempted to get Solid Snake action figure), badges, a set of Akatsuki rings, many other Naruto-themed merchandise, comic books and RPG books. Unfortunately, I forgot that Spanish is actually a wide-spoken language, unlike this nightmare Polish people use, so they would actually bother to translate them into Spanish instead of simply leaving them in English. Huh. So I bought a twenty-sided die and a wallet with NERV logo on it - after all, Neon Genesis Evangelion is my fifth favourite anime! I was tempted to buy some more, but I didn't take my own euros, as I didn't think there would be geek shops there, and I didn't want to test my brother's patience. But tomorrow, we're going to some costume shop and I hope to buy some wizard robes, as this time I'm going to LARP camp with my brother and we're going to play mage brothers. He watched Naruto recently, so I need to prove to him that not every pair of siblings is dysfunctional.
Yes, I recommended Naruto to him. He watched Bleach recently, so I know he likes shonen series, and since I decided to check this one really is so unscientific as TV Tropes say it is. It was worse. Fortunately, my brother doesn't have the heart of a scientist, so he doesn't yell in frustration every time a sharingan pops out. In fact, he wanted to have a sharingan some time ago, but he got over it. I'll let Hikari vent her anger about unscientificness of Naruto. I limited her to only these ones TV Tropes doesn't mention. OK, now!
Hikari-muse: Let me start with Sharingan That Surpasses Logic Reasoning. You know, people, Magic A Is Magic A, and when you set rules, you have to stick by them. Mangekyou Sharingan is gained by killing one's best friend, amirite? So here's the cake: only 50% of people with it obtained it by playing by the rules. Itachi killed Shisui, Madara killed a redshirt that happened to be his best friend, Kakashi's best friend dies after giving him a sharingan and K. himself had NOTHING to do with his death, there wasn't even a mercy kill to be differently interpreted. But hello, in Shippuuden he uses a MS. Yay. And Sasuke? His best friend LIVES. And no, you-know-who doesn't count, as S. hated him by the time he killed him. Not to mention that him shrugging off Itachi's Tsukiyomi that was said to be unbreakable and even a user of sharingan couldn't break it. Not to mention Amaterasu and Susanoo as the TV Tropes kindly did it for me. This makes no frakking sense. Every doujutsu has no sense anatomically, anyway
. And, Danzo, there is one thing you should know. What do you want when you want to have a lot of sharingans and you have only two eyesockets? You clench your teeth and let go of this dream. You do not GRAFT THEM INTO YOUR ARM. Compared to this, mouths on hands seem relatively normal. Speaking of Danzo, there is a bit of Ao's logic "Hey, he has Shisui's Sharingan. Shisui was a master of genjutsu, ergo, Danzo is, too". Maybe I'm wrong, but transplant gives you only the possibilities, not the skills of the previous possessor of the transplanted organ. If I transplanted myself Master Shakespeare's hands, it doesn't mean I'd immediately acquire his writing skills. Not to mention that transplantation requires being on immunosuppressants for the rest of your life. Danzo, having sharingans of at least six different people, should be as immune as a dude with AIDS. And transplantation should be done by a doctor. So, Ao, you couldn't just "take your Byakugan from a defeated Hyuuga", because this is not Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle where it is enough to eat someone's eye to gain it. I wonder why eating meat does not cause characters to get tails/wings/other nice thingies, but no, this is Naruto rant, no backtracking.
Oh well. And this lovely little bit from Chuunin Exams: Neji blocks every chakra vent in Naruto's body, but he uses Kyuubi's chakra anyway. Listen carefully, people. When a pipe is clogged, it doesn't mean that if you try to flow a different liquid in, it will go through. Unless it's some acid. Kyuubi's chakra is not acidic. Skin-ripping, yes, but not acidic. Whoops.
Then, there is Kabuto's necromancy. He says that he needs just a piece of DNA to resurrect a person. That's fine, as their bodies are unavailable, but as are their DNA? Sasori was a puppet, not a real boy, so unless Kabuto took some pieces of his fleshy core, resurrection is impossible. Deidara BLEW HIMSELF UP. There was no way to recover his DNA after such a big explosion. Kakuzu's body was destroyed by Rasen Shuriken that is supposed to make destruction on a cellular level. It's difficult to recovere DNA from a damaged cell, Kabuto. Itachi's and Nagato's bodies were held by respectively Madara and Konan. And it would be an Ass Pull to say that he somehow obtained DNA of these five beforehand. And that's just a part of his necromancy. Until him, necromancy in Naruto made sense. Let's not even go into Orochimaru's ontological status here...
Me: Thank you, dear, but I believe it's time to stop ranting. The point is, this is not anime you would like to watch from scientific point of view. Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann is an anime you would like to watch from scientific point of view. But after character development for EVERYONE, morals, plan that reminds me of MGS and Neon Genesis Evangelion and some other nice touches, I really enjoy this anime.
A quick update: I just noticed the limit in the tags. I wanted to write "Sharingan is an insult for all that's logical" but it got cut. Log, hm? Have you been watching the abridged series, LJ?
- apparently every foolish girl save for me spends half a foolish hour in a bathroom both in the evening and in the morning, ignoring physiological needs of the foolish others
- I had to put up with all these foolish fools
- sleeping in the bus is foolishly uncomfortable
- these fools from the back were singing some foolish foolishnesses at 3 am
Well. Still, there were some advantages to it. I managed to sit alone in the bus, as no one wanted to get close to the teachers - who, I admit, are rather soft after knowing them better - and I got a love confession. The first day, Wednesday, I spent sitting in the bus, visiting fuel stations and trying to write a sonnet with thirteen-syllable-line about the Fourth Hokage, but, alas, it didn't work out. Well. We watched some movie, and then we got to a ferry where I actually got some sleep. Nice. Then, we got to Dover, but it already was Thursday. Strangely, I felt really comfortably there, as if it was my home - in fact, it seemed more familiar to me than Poland with its ugliness. I tried to figure out why, but I could come up with no other answer that, maybe, I lived there in my previous life. Well, my entire experience with reincarnation in religion comes from some trivia about Eastern religions, and Mists of Avalon. But in this light, I always considered myself rather a once-born, so this possibility was rather unsettling. I already have problems with my choice of school, choice of way of life, choice of whatever, and I hoped to put off choice of religion until I had some established position in life - or until I went to deep to back out. Oh.
Well, anyway, after reaching London and meeting up with a nice lady guide, we went to Tower. I talked with the lady guide, and she told me that she wanted to put some musical in the programme of the trip, but parents and teachers are not eager to do so. My father would agree with her, as he's a fan of musicals. In Tower, I watched the royal insignia. King Edgar says that such a crown must be heavy and uncomfortable and that he'd go bald after wearing it for a few years. I bought a keychain with a baldness-inducing crown for my brother and then I went to watch the royal armoury, and I was late. Oh well. Next was the Shakespeare's Globe AND IT WAS AWESOME. I wanted to ask the guide guy whether Shakespeare and Marlowe were lovers, as it's a popular pairing on Shakespeare Kink Meme, but I didn't have the time to. And we also visited the Saint Paul's Cathedral somewhere in the middle. It was fun since the groups could not go up without a teacher/guide. We got two teachers, a guide lady and a driver guy. We got paired with a younger teacher, and when we were going up the highest tier, it turned out she has high anxiety and the stairs only worsened it. So she stopped right in the middle and wanted to go off. We managed to convince her to at least reach one of the landings where she could wait. I personally was exhausted by climbing these flights of stairs, but then I said to myself "Fourth Hokage wouldn't chicken out like this" and I went up.
Unfortunately, we got quartered in family homes. Well, the family I, the other Natalia girl, the other pervert girl and the other rock-liking girl got, had some experience, so they didn't force conversations, knew what these pesky teenagers eat and the only problem was a little attention-seeking kid. I hate little children.
Next day, we went first to Westminster Abbey and then Buckingham Palace, but to take photos on the outside, not to visit the inside. And then one group went to have a lesson at the art gallery and the second one had free time. Then, the groups were supposed to switch. In my free time, I went to Soho, as my father told me there is plenty of awesome shops there. But when I called him to actually ask which shops should I visit, he told me that he doesn't know, as when he was in London, he had too little money. Oh well. Fortunately, I found HMV - a shop with games, movies, and books - and I bought there Led Zeppelin CD for my father (he requested it as a souvenir) and Star Ocean 3 by Square Enix. Yay. I wanted to get Dragon Age II, but as people there actually DO pay attention to PEGI ratings, and lying to get a game is not something as I'd do, not while I could attain it with some subtler deception. Then we went back and sailed across Thames. It was so polluted, the water was almost BROWN! Edgar and Setzer must have felt at home with this water... Gambler's comment was 'I'd rather die than commit suicide in such a dirty river!'
Next two days, we had lessons every morning. It was when one of the teachers confessed love for me, when I told her that she doesn't look old. It's so easy to be loved. Also, I had a pronounciation failure. The teacher asked about our plans for future and I wanted to make a Naruto Shout Out, so I said "When I grow up, I want to be a Hokage!" Her response was "You want to be a hooker girl?!" Next time, I'll watch an English version. Or say I want to be the king of shamans/card games. Lol.
Next day, we went to Cambridge. I decided to study there, as Oxford is full of wimpy humanists. The lady guide (other lady guide) bumped into a low pole, so I tried to comfort her by saying that at least she isn't a man. She laughed, so I assume I succeeded. Oh well. After a walk, we went into the boats punts on the river. I wanted to do some roving punting, as my Berserk Button was pushed ("I need some strong boys to bring the dictionaries/rovepunt/move the piano/do anything else poor weak girls OBVIOUSLY are not capable of, as all the strong feats are done with a penis"). I intended to fall into a river, as the first lady guide told me that every year someone falls into the river due to bad punting (FINALLY!), but alas. I bought in Cambridge some souvenirs for my parents: a block that had "40: old enough to know better, but young enough to keep doing it" and a "I'm not 50, I'm 18 with 32 years of experience" one. The first lady guide liked them, so I took her to the stall where they were sold, and she got a similar one (there were some similar to the 50 one, just with the age changed). Also, it was the time my evil plan came into fruition. I asked one of the teachers to do shopping for me, as she was over 18, so I gave her my money, and we hid with other teacher behind the shelves to not be suspicious. Yay. And I got my Dragon Age II and I'm happy. And so is Hikari, since here one problem she was very concerned about while playing with me the first game: namely, the situation of mages. There are so many quests in the sequel that concern it, and it's awesome, but a little scary. Seriously, the only reason she didn't start a revolution yet is because the mechanics of the game do not allow it... Yet. I also saw on the market a lovely belt with a buckle shaped like Ace of Spades, that would go so awesomely with the Setzer costume I always wanted to make and cosplay, but when I went back, it was already sold ;( Then, we went back to London and went to a theatre to watch The Mousetrap (or maybe it was the previous day?). I hoped it was this one Hamlet rewrote to scare Claudius, but no, this was based on Agatha Christie's novel. I hoped there will be evidence gathering and confrontations, as I got this impression from Ace Attorney Investigation, but, alas, no.
Last day, we went to Canterbury. The cathedral was awesome, in both meanings. There was a table people could put their intentions on so they would be read aloud and prayed for next mass, so I decided to contribute and put an intention for the soldiers. Prayer never hurts. And I bought a souvenir for my father: a cap with "I'd rather be sailing" inscription, as he really likes sailing, and a brooch with flag that means "You are heading into danger" in the flag language for my mother, so that her students that know the flag language can be warned in case she was going to make their day worse. I bought them in a lovely shop with marine things. After doing last shopping, we went back to Poland and I was quite unhappy, but the new games made the separation easier.
But of course, before I managed to win/die enough times to get discouraged, my parents took me away to Tenerife. At least here I have internet, as both my brother and my father took their laptops. But the food is nowhere as edible (seven days on apples, buns/rolls with onion and French fries. Aaargh), atmosphere nowhere as comfortable and house nowhere as warm. And I have to share bed with my brother, fortunately in literal sense damnyouAineyouknowIdidntmeanitthiswayyouhateincesttoosostopmakingfunofmerevengeisbadremember but he steals the bed cover all the time. Ugh.
Of course, when my mother says 'five days' I understand it 'one day for going there, one day for the return, three days there' and she understands 'five days there, and two more for travel' so I my attitude was not so negative at the beginning. And I thought that Thursday and Friday also are free (as it turned out, they are not and I'm missing the biology test on Wednesday in addition), but now they dropped a bomb on me. Oh well. The Spanish people eat a lot of meat and fishes, and their vegetarian dishes are too delicate for my taste - apparently, the thought of using some spices in a vegetarian dish is unknown to them. And it's cold as hell on these tropical islands. I kid you not, I saw snow. On a highest mountain, but still. The sun is hot, yeah, but the wind is cold and blows almost all the time. And I have to wear my jacket anyway, because it has a hood and I need to protect my head from the sun. My father makes fun of me and says that I look like an Eskimo.
Master Yoda is very popular here in Spain. I saw a graffiti with him, and a fun shop with his head on a sign. I joked to my father that if the Good Friday parade were to end with his statue, I wouldn't be surprised. Because here in Spain Good Friday is a great holiday. There are several parades going through cities. We joined the first one, around noon, and went to the end. Then, we watched the big one, but not to the end, as it was so frakking long. Fun fact: the churches were closed on Easter and my father was unhappy because he couldn't go to church. My brother went with him, and after searching for an open church, they went to the Yoda shop, that turned out to be a geek shop! He got me a Naruto badge and it was so sweet of him. Today I went there with my father, and there were figurines (even FF ones! But no FFVI figurines, alas. Though I was tempted to get Solid Snake action figure), badges, a set of Akatsuki rings, many other Naruto-themed merchandise, comic books and RPG books. Unfortunately, I forgot that Spanish is actually a wide-spoken language, unlike this nightmare Polish people use, so they would actually bother to translate them into Spanish instead of simply leaving them in English. Huh. So I bought a twenty-sided die and a wallet with NERV logo on it - after all, Neon Genesis Evangelion is my fifth favourite anime! I was tempted to buy some more, but I didn't take my own euros, as I didn't think there would be geek shops there, and I didn't want to test my brother's patience. But tomorrow, we're going to some costume shop and I hope to buy some wizard robes, as this time I'm going to LARP camp with my brother and we're going to play mage brothers. He watched Naruto recently, so I need to prove to him that not every pair of siblings is dysfunctional.
Yes, I recommended Naruto to him. He watched Bleach recently, so I know he likes shonen series, and since I decided to check this one really is so unscientific as TV Tropes say it is. It was worse. Fortunately, my brother doesn't have the heart of a scientist, so he doesn't yell in frustration every time a sharingan pops out. In fact, he wanted to have a sharingan some time ago, but he got over it. I'll let Hikari vent her anger about unscientificness of Naruto. I limited her to only these ones TV Tropes doesn't mention. OK, now!
Hikari-muse: Let me start with Sharingan That Surpasses Logic Reasoning. You know, people, Magic A Is Magic A, and when you set rules, you have to stick by them. Mangekyou Sharingan is gained by killing one's best friend, amirite? So here's the cake: only 50% of people with it obtained it by playing by the rules. Itachi killed Shisui, Madara killed a redshirt that happened to be his best friend, Kakashi's best friend dies after giving him a sharingan and K. himself had NOTHING to do with his death, there wasn't even a mercy kill to be differently interpreted. But hello, in Shippuuden he uses a MS. Yay. And Sasuke? His best friend LIVES. And no, you-know-who doesn't count, as S. hated him by the time he killed him. Not to mention that him shrugging off Itachi's Tsukiyomi that was said to be unbreakable and even a user of sharingan couldn't break it. Not to mention Amaterasu and Susanoo as the TV Tropes kindly did it for me. This makes no frakking sense. Every doujutsu has no sense anatomically, anyway
. And, Danzo, there is one thing you should know. What do you want when you want to have a lot of sharingans and you have only two eyesockets? You clench your teeth and let go of this dream. You do not GRAFT THEM INTO YOUR ARM. Compared to this, mouths on hands seem relatively normal. Speaking of Danzo, there is a bit of Ao's logic "Hey, he has Shisui's Sharingan. Shisui was a master of genjutsu, ergo, Danzo is, too". Maybe I'm wrong, but transplant gives you only the possibilities, not the skills of the previous possessor of the transplanted organ. If I transplanted myself Master Shakespeare's hands, it doesn't mean I'd immediately acquire his writing skills. Not to mention that transplantation requires being on immunosuppressants for the rest of your life. Danzo, having sharingans of at least six different people, should be as immune as a dude with AIDS. And transplantation should be done by a doctor. So, Ao, you couldn't just "take your Byakugan from a defeated Hyuuga", because this is not Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle where it is enough to eat someone's eye to gain it. I wonder why eating meat does not cause characters to get tails/wings/other nice thingies, but no, this is Naruto rant, no backtracking.
Oh well. And this lovely little bit from Chuunin Exams: Neji blocks every chakra vent in Naruto's body, but he uses Kyuubi's chakra anyway. Listen carefully, people. When a pipe is clogged, it doesn't mean that if you try to flow a different liquid in, it will go through. Unless it's some acid. Kyuubi's chakra is not acidic. Skin-ripping, yes, but not acidic. Whoops.
Then, there is Kabuto's necromancy. He says that he needs just a piece of DNA to resurrect a person. That's fine, as their bodies are unavailable, but as are their DNA? Sasori was a puppet, not a real boy, so unless Kabuto took some pieces of his fleshy core, resurrection is impossible. Deidara BLEW HIMSELF UP. There was no way to recover his DNA after such a big explosion. Kakuzu's body was destroyed by Rasen Shuriken that is supposed to make destruction on a cellular level. It's difficult to recovere DNA from a damaged cell, Kabuto. Itachi's and Nagato's bodies were held by respectively Madara and Konan. And it would be an Ass Pull to say that he somehow obtained DNA of these five beforehand. And that's just a part of his necromancy. Until him, necromancy in Naruto made sense. Let's not even go into Orochimaru's ontological status here...
Me: Thank you, dear, but I believe it's time to stop ranting. The point is, this is not anime you would like to watch from scientific point of view. Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann is an anime you would like to watch from scientific point of view. But after character development for EVERYONE, morals, plan that reminds me of MGS and Neon Genesis Evangelion and some other nice touches, I really enjoy this anime.
A quick update: I just noticed the limit in the tags. I wanted to write "Sharingan is an insult for all that's logical" but it got cut. Log, hm? Have you been watching the abridged series, LJ?