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[hisownbeat]

[It is morning. Bright and early, as the saying goes.

And whatever semblance of peace and quiet is shattered by the musical styling of three men in plastic suits oni who are blowing on a trumpet, strumming a guitar and... the last one is beating on things with drum sticks, it's cool, I promise

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[rideseveryone]

*There is a pillow being thrown at the oni.*

Just what the hell are you guys doing?

[hisownbeat]

Training is always important.

[rideseveryone]

So is sleep!

[hisownbeat]

Oh, what kind of master of Ongekidou are you?

[rideseveryone]

The well-rested kind!

[hisownbeat]

[revealing his face in a flash of light because seriously, SERIOUSLY]

Oh?

[rideseveryone]

Normally, anyway.

[hisownbeat]

I can't believe that. That you're any kind.

[toots_his_horn]

Training!

[have some more trumpeting]

[rideseveryone]

To be an alarm clock?!

*If I had another pillow i would stuff it up that trumpet. >:<*

[toots_his_horn]

[... I don't know if his trumpet even works that way, it does work underwater after all]

Oni training!

keywords for you

[rideseveryone]

You can train in the afternoon!

keywords for YOU

[toots_his_horn]

[he could, but he could also train now]

iyaaa ibuki sobold

[rideseveryone]

Are you listening?!

[toots_his_horn]

[nods, but doesn't stop playing]

[rideseveryone]

Then why are you still blowing that?!