You and everyone else is sent spiraling through the eternities of cyberspace, numbers, letters and other coding characters drift by here and there, strings of such characters all shoot to and fro, but rest assured there is method to the madness. You feel out of place in all the chaos, no ground to stand on, no air to breathe, you do not know if you are coming or going, rising or falling, swimming or flying.
Suddenly you notice a tear in the AEther. A portal, perhaps? Could it be a way out? You would swim toward the portal, but it seems to come and go to too many places at once, shifting here, and there, and everywhere. Or is it you who is shifting to and fro? You do not even know anymore. But soon enough, you and everyone else are consumed by the gaping hole. You and all the other avatars are suddenly vomited from cyberspace and into a new realm.
This new world looks similar to that of your own, but of a different part of the world. No, it seems more like you have went back in history. The brine scent of seawater fills the air, and there are people near your group. Not that many, but they are all wearing old european-style clothing. They are staring at you and your group oddly, some of them even looked frightened.
Tsunade looked at her new form. Despite the fact that she chose her own avatar, she was surprised at her new look. And she liked it, too. The saturated colors in her skin and clothing made her stand out a lot from her surroundings, and then she noticed so did some of her allies, too. Still remaining calm and not acknowledging the townspeople around her just yet, she scanned her surroundings and sniffed the air, taking in the smell of what she guessed was beach air or seawater. She guessed the town was near a port, or a beach or something.
Tsunade looked at her allies, then at the people staring at her group. She just looked at them. No emotion showed, but she was momentarily indecisive. She did not know whether to bluntly blurt out something like 'the hell are you people starin' at?' or to just walk away and start exploring. Or she could explain the truth to them, but like hell they would believe her. Perhaps they would, for there was no other explanation available as to why a bunch of out of context characters would suddenly pop up in the middle of nowhere, fallen out from a torn fabric in space. How else was she supposed to explain the fact that she had only two dimensions?
But for now, she decided to wait and see what would happen next. Maybe one of her allies would do something to break the silence.