[Action Thread]

[malignant_snake]

Who: Everyone and anyone
What: Orochimaru pays Konoha a visit
When: After the fireworks so...sometime after midnight?
Where: Konoha square
Warnings: Blood, gore, violence, all that good stuff

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[malignant_snake]

Even in his newly-frenzied state, Orochimaru was able to comprehend what was going on around him. He noted that more than a few of the humans slumped to the ground at the mere revealing of his power, while others were already beginning to flee the square, either at a full run or in an attempt at calmly walking out. However, the vast majority of the crowd remained, some shaking in their boots as they watched the unsheathing of his sword while the rest looking upwards expectantly, waiting for him, yelling and hollering at him to get on with what they supposed was some sort of act. Some screamed and had to hold back their terror while the rest hooted and hollered at him.

So they wanted a show.

They wanted a fucking show.

He'd be sure to give them one. Naturally, he wasn't in one of his most charitable moods, so this annoyance at a display of such sheer stupidity was only multiplied, and would be vented on whoever he decided at random. Spreading his wings once more, he gave no more warning before diving headfirst into the crowd, angling his body and eventually landing on his feet with a well-timed flap of his wings. The people around him were smart enough to jolt away and move back, probably feeling his dark aura for the first time as he got close, but it was far too late for most of them.

Wielding the sacred blade with his mouth, he hunched over and lurched forward in a sudden movement, easily cutting off the arm of a young man who looked not a day older than 16. He didn't intend to go for the kill right away, knowing from experience that one grotesque murder instilled more terror than six swift ones. He angled the weapon straight upwards, ignoring the frightened screech from the boy, and bent his knees so he ended up in a crouching position. As he did so he steadily brought the blade downwards in an arc, causing it to sink into the shoulder of the male and drag through his skin, up to his hip. Here, he pushed it forward so it was parallel to his bone, then bit down hard and cut his leg off cleanly, relishing in the blood that now covered his face and began to seep into his mouth. The man didn't make any more noise at this point, seeming to have slipped into a state of shock. He finished him off by leaping back for a moment, shaking Kusanagi free of extra skin and chunks of meat, and drove the blade right through his chest, well-practiced aim aiding him in striking the heart. He pulled the sword out with relative ease, and placed it in his hand for the moment, the blood leaking down from the tip and covering it in seconds.

"So," he said, though his voice was now a hiss more than anything. This was almost too easy without opposition of any sort. While lower-ranking Angels, Demons, and Fallen weren't much to him, Humans literally were about as powerful as a swarm of ants to him, but he'd be quite content with killing all of them if it meant getting what he wanted out of this. "Do you still want to laugh?" The shrieks and cries that answered him were music to his ears.