Stitch Five [Visual] - April 1st after the initial attack.

[topgun_textiles]

[The scrolls will glow. Open it at your leisure. 'Cause Kanji's feeling fiery as hell and can only find one outlet for it... for now.]

[He's lying on a mat at first, but he planted his hooves and is forcing himself upright from what shelter he'd been taken to. His legs are shaky and his eyes are dull from the loss of his magic, and at first his voice is raspy...]

W-we're not gonna take it...

[He took a deep breath, grit his teeth, and sucked in a breath. This is his first time, be gentle. Time to stop being shy. It had to happen eventually, right? He knew this song among many others. Maybe it'd been sung before, he didn't know. But it was appropriate for right now. Have some slightly-abridged Twisted Sister!]

NO! We ain't gonna take it!

We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

We've got the right to choose, and
there ain't no way we'll lose it

This is our life, this is our song!

We'll fight the powers that be, just,
don't pick our destiny 'cause
YOU DON'T KNOW US
you don't belong!

We're not gonna take it-
NO! We ain't gonna take it!

We're not gonna take it anymooooore!

[His scowl deepens, his voice stronger now. Eyes on what passes for the camera on this thing.]

Oh, you're so condescending
your gall is never-ending
we don't want nothin', not a thing from you!

Your life is trite and jaded,
boring and confiscated,
if that's your best, your best won't do!

Oh...
Oh...

We're right!
We're free!
We'll fight!
You'll see!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymooooore!

JUST YOU TRY AND MAKE US!

We're not gonna take it!
NO, we ain't gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it anymoooore!

[Good. He feels better. Maybe someone else out there feels better, too. It tired him out, but he wasn't about to show it. But even though they were dull, his eyes sharpened the best they could as he rolled the scroll shut, ending the feed.]

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[topgun_textiles]

...Do what you can. Dumplings sound awesome right now. [But he had to swallow back the fact that he was terribly hungry right now.]

Just... be careful, y'hear me?

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[mistweaver]

I will be careful. I do not want anyone else to be harmed by my presence there. I doubt I will stay long, there is so much to do--!

Still, I shall try to bring enough that there will be plenty to share! And some cindergut sauce to put fire in your bellies!

[the Pandaren way, after all, is to feed a fever, a cold, and whatever other illness that might ail a body...this counts!]

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[topgun_textiles]

[...You're the hero we all deserve, Jou.]

...I'm gettin' hooked on cindergut. Gonna need that belly-fire... and lots of it.

[He's trying to sound like normal but it's weary. Yet he doesn't seem to care, so long as he makes himself feel as close to normal as he can.]

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[mistweaver]

[Jou will worry for you, Kanji. She's fond of you, and this makes her angry.]

I shall be there as soon as I can!

[Considering how things are going, she'll probably pop in before going to her team-up with Ms. Marvel, and drop off half a dozen dumpling boxes, and a bottle of cindergut pepper sauce.]

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[topgun_textiles]

...Thanks, Jou. Seriously.

[There'll be plenty of hungry ponies here looking for the strength of damn good food. So there won't be leftovers!]