roleplay-salt:

“Guess what, people? There is such a thing as too much formatting. If you’re spending five minutes every post putting ten spaces between each word, bolding and capitalizing every other letter, putting spaces between letters even, then you’ve got a problem. It’s not pretty. It’s not impressive. It’s obnoxious and hard to read, especially if it’s in double small or triple small. If people have to squint at your post to read it or if people with visual issues can’t, then you’re the problem. Also this has never not been true for me, but those who do have obnoxious formatting are seldom very good writers, which makes sense if you’re putting more thought into how the words LOOK instead of what they MEAN.“

ssanoos:

Two of those people were dead. The third during the chunin exams, his wife during the Kyuubi attack. It left the rest of the council and Danzo on Sasuke’s list. 

“And you didn’t think to go to father for help? To our family? Instead, you took the word of a man who ordered you to slaughter everyone like lambs.” 

Disgust covered Sasuke’s features. “They were our blood, Itachi.”

“Our Father wasn’t on my side. I didn’t want to fight, Sasuke.” He’s shaking.

I didn’t want to fight–”

ssanoos:

He didn’t exactly have a choice at the moment, did he? 

“Fine. Who ordered it? I want names, Itachi.” 

Names of people that would soon be dead, if Sasuke had his way about anything. “I want the truth. Not a lie this time.”

“The council. Lord Third, Councilman Homura and his wife, and Danzo. Danzo had pressed for it for over a year…allowed me to keep you alive if I listened…”