Kabuto sits before a mirror. It is old, older than he is. It has reflected countless faces wearing countless expressions, sad, hopeful, terrified, blank. He wonders if he’ll see them all in his own face if he looks long enough.
“So many faces…”
Yet none of them, he knows, are quite like his. None of them will ever be quite like his. He
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Kabuto just... damn. His deranged yet beautiful commitment to his master just... eeeeeh! ♥
WONDERFULLY DONE, ASHES. :D
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No, no, no, you're not a wuss. XDDDD
But that's how you need to conceptualize things. Kabuto is just very devoted to Orochimaru. *grin*
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this is sooo mem'd. *speed of light mem'age*
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I love writing batshit Kabuto omg. *___*
*floats away on a happy cloud*
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Batshit Kabuto is love. ...Im trying to write twisted Anko right now. ...its coming.
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*Bows and finally accepts you as the true Sir Leader* @.@
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*rubs eyes*
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No way. No way. AHAHAHAHAAHAHA I TRIUMPH. ♥♥♥
Now bring me a shrubbery. 8D
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;__; As shauna said, you are my hero. ;_;
will maybe be more coherent later. Maybe. I'm coloring that page, so I'll definitely be posting it when I'm finished. ♥
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Oh stop. *blush*
OMG YES. POST.
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(Awwwww. I kind of had a feeling he was more dedicated to Orochimaru than he was letting on, especially since he stuck by the guy for as long as he did.)
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