@ninjas_with_onions stroll into the Badger production office with half a cup of Amaretto Latte in one hand and a rolled up piece of paper in the other. Greeting in general to everyone “Nǐ hǎo! Kon’nichiwa! Annyeonghaseyo!” but is largely ignore as they continue to work as they had been for the past week.
He enters his office and begins to unfurl the rolled up piece of paper and a tacks it to the wall behind his desk with some sticky tape and falls into the his seat which has now been unoccupied for over 9 days.
@entwyfhasbeenfound leans on the office door frame and asked in a rather angry tone “Where the hell did you disappear to? Last we saw of you, you went out the door preying to some deity and smelling up the office with incense.” and enters the office with a feeling of déjà vu, even her déjà vu had a sense of we’ve been here before.
“Good question.” replied Ninja, “I was in fact hiding in a temple from the spirits that I’m certain were about when I announced Take Me Home, so I sought the sanctuary of monks and shamans whilst I planed the next move."
“And is that what that thing is you just stuck up?” asked MissWillow.
“Oh that, sort of. During my stay at the temple, I was sitting in a nearby cafe making plans and admiring their very quirky chairs that looked like drawings."

“when a shaman walked in and what I witnessed convinced me that here was a real deal, genuine, bona fide shaman with genuine mystical powers!” Ninja replied.
“So I called him over and explained my situation, with Take Me Home, the strange coincidences of everything going wrong all at once, etc. His eyes lit up and he said that he could see the ghosts of all the ancestors all around me that I had awoken with Take Me Home. I can tell you that when he said that, I had goosebumps all down my arm! I asked him if there was any way he, clearly an all powerful, mystical shaman could remove these ghosts of misfortune. His eyes lit up again and he said he defiantly could with a magical Korean talisman that he will write specifically for me!
However, it would require the power of the images of past Koreans on every denomination of bank notes for the talisman to take effect.”
“I could see what he was saying had so much truths in it as the picture on each note looked enigmatic and all powerful for warding off ill omens! All this power for a mere 66,000 won and he wrote the talisman out himself!”
MissWillow looked up at the all powerful ‘talisman’ dangling on the wall with a small bit of cheap tape.

“And that’s the talisman he had made especially for you?” Smirked MissWillow.
“It sure is! I feel it’s powerful message enveloping me right now! Warding off any mean sprits to stay the hell away!” declared Ninja.
MissWillow makes a hasty excuses to get back to her desk before she is no longer able to supress the laughter building up inside. “You might… want to Google Translate those magical words.” she advised as she retreated to her desk from where she peered in to Ninja’s office through the window. She watched Ninja meticulously type the words
바보와 그의 돈은 곧 헤어진다
into Google Translate with the occasional glance back at the talisman to check his spelling.
There is a loud “AISH!” emanating from Ninja’s office which startled everyone as he ripped the talisman down as quickly as it went up. Ripping it to smithereens, he looks out towards MissWillow with a look of ‘not a word to anyone’ but it would be ineffective judging by the way MissWillow is now turned away from his office and her back and shoulders are quaking up and down from repressed laughter.











