Who’s that rocking the mic? Don’t act dumb! Don’t be coy! Put your hand’s together for the one and only, crimson kunochi, the mistress of hearts, the queen of sound! Give it up to the dazzling, the electric, the beautiful, BIG HAT, Momo! She who brings the thunder from the lands of lightning. Who blesses these terribly grim wastelands of lost hopes and dreams. Where life fails to thrive. Momo would smack her Big Red Skull Hat with the hilt of her surf green guitar for monologuing again. It had become increasingly talkative since she had mastered the dark chakra and as before, it wasn’t anymore helpful. However, it was right. The dunes were nothing to wow over. This was a classic dessert of sand and more sand. Void of life and music, there was no green or fabulous flamboyant colors… except Momo. In fact, wherever she went, all eyes sat on her. The Big Hat, the flamboyant attire and flare of color she housed was probably the only thing to see for miles. Momo didn’t mine the attention. In fact, she loved it. She relished in the spotlight and even shared some tunes with other travelers and natives. In such a place, winning the hearts of the natives was easy cake. No one had an issue directing her to the great sand village as she was welcomed with open arms. They were so impressed and so in awe with the superstar of Kumo that several offered to personally escort her to her destination. In time, she had amassed a small battalion worth of fans and escorts. All of whom traveled and jammed to the electrifying and badass tunes of the now international superstar Big Hat Momo! She received royal treatment not even known to royals as the parade marched to Suna.
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