Gay Ninjas
10-03-2005, 14:47
((I am bored. Entertain me. Oh yes, and this thread is not meant to be taken seriously, so tinhattery will be severely laughed at. Kekeke.))
The first think you will notice about the Imperial Palace of Gay Ninjas is that it is pink. Very, very pink. So pink, in fact, that when it was first built a bloke had to go round with a Geiger counter to check that it wasn't radioactive. Even now, on sunny days, special Designer Sunglasses are handed out to all Gay Ninjas within a four-mile radius of the palace, and are advised not to look directly at it during the afternoon.
It should be evident by now that the Imperial Palace is very, very pink indeed.
This is because Emperor Yurimaru likes the colour pink a lot. Not all Gay Ninjas do; in fact, contrary to popular assumption, the vast majority of them don't. However, Emperor Yurimaru is not only the Emperor but also a Ninja, (and Ninjas are really cool), and as a result he can do pretty much anything he likes.
Hence the reason the palace looks like the sort of thing a fourteen-year-old Japanese My Little Pony enthusiast would see during an acid trip.
On this particular day, the palace was even pinker than usual (the public had all been issued with sunglasses, even though it was really quite cloudy), and this was because Emperor Yurimaru was holding a special sort of Gay Ninja tea for a group of foreign delegates. It was going to be a very nice tea. There were going to be little pink teacups, and fluffy pink tablecloths, and trendy trendy Japanese food for starters with some nice cucumber sandwhiches and a currant bun for afters. To his son's acute embarrassment, the Emperor had even ordered a specially-made kimono and a cute little pair of slippers, which were- and yes, you're going to get very sick of this word soon- pink.
Needless to say, he was very excited.
The Crown Prince Oshiri Honda was not very excited.
And this was not just because his name meant something rather rude in Japanese. Oh no. Nor was it because he had not been allowed to wear his black Ninja Suit today, which was a shame because Ninja Suits are really cool. No, the Crown Prince Oshiri Honda was Not Very Excited because not only was he being made to sit at his father's right-hand side during the special Gay Ninja dinner, but he was also being made to wear a HUGE pink fluffy hat that the Emperor had designed himself.
He was also horribly, horribly aware that he, the hat and his father would be the first thing anybody saw once they stepped inside the Great Hall. Sorrowfully resigned to his fate, he slid back on his chair beside the Emperor and attempted to disappear into the large mass of pink fur that was currently devouring his head while Yurimaru waited cheerfully for his guests to arrive.
The first think you will notice about the Imperial Palace of Gay Ninjas is that it is pink. Very, very pink. So pink, in fact, that when it was first built a bloke had to go round with a Geiger counter to check that it wasn't radioactive. Even now, on sunny days, special Designer Sunglasses are handed out to all Gay Ninjas within a four-mile radius of the palace, and are advised not to look directly at it during the afternoon.
It should be evident by now that the Imperial Palace is very, very pink indeed.
This is because Emperor Yurimaru likes the colour pink a lot. Not all Gay Ninjas do; in fact, contrary to popular assumption, the vast majority of them don't. However, Emperor Yurimaru is not only the Emperor but also a Ninja, (and Ninjas are really cool), and as a result he can do pretty much anything he likes.
Hence the reason the palace looks like the sort of thing a fourteen-year-old Japanese My Little Pony enthusiast would see during an acid trip.
On this particular day, the palace was even pinker than usual (the public had all been issued with sunglasses, even though it was really quite cloudy), and this was because Emperor Yurimaru was holding a special sort of Gay Ninja tea for a group of foreign delegates. It was going to be a very nice tea. There were going to be little pink teacups, and fluffy pink tablecloths, and trendy trendy Japanese food for starters with some nice cucumber sandwhiches and a currant bun for afters. To his son's acute embarrassment, the Emperor had even ordered a specially-made kimono and a cute little pair of slippers, which were- and yes, you're going to get very sick of this word soon- pink.
Needless to say, he was very excited.
The Crown Prince Oshiri Honda was not very excited.
And this was not just because his name meant something rather rude in Japanese. Oh no. Nor was it because he had not been allowed to wear his black Ninja Suit today, which was a shame because Ninja Suits are really cool. No, the Crown Prince Oshiri Honda was Not Very Excited because not only was he being made to sit at his father's right-hand side during the special Gay Ninja dinner, but he was also being made to wear a HUGE pink fluffy hat that the Emperor had designed himself.
He was also horribly, horribly aware that he, the hat and his father would be the first thing anybody saw once they stepped inside the Great Hall. Sorrowfully resigned to his fate, he slid back on his chair beside the Emperor and attempted to disappear into the large mass of pink fur that was currently devouring his head while Yurimaru waited cheerfully for his guests to arrive.