Yanwang grunted as Nashi asked if he was there to help him he prob wanna to drop more of this Fertiliser on the flowers. How he should put some of that stuff on the flowers. He nodded. His hand splurted out more Fertiliser his hand as he ran past the flowers. He ran as fast as he could to cover each flower with a bit of the stuff needed it for it grow. If that was what was going to help them then he'd do what Nashi said. When he finished he turned to look at his handiwork. He lifted his hand only for Ferillser to splash into his face. He'd pull his hand down as he tried to think of something else. He thought of water. Water began to spray from his hand covering his face and washing the stuff off.
Yanwang snapped to attention as he thought of what he could as well. He began to focus his ki into his fingertips. The black energy covering his hand focused on his fingers. Water began to spray only out of his fingertips as he flew up above the flowers. Flowers needed water right Yanwang grinned at his own smarts, time to use his power to his advantage. Yanwang pointed his fingers down. He began to many rainstorms with his fingers to give the flowers the water they would need. He'd make sure to avoid splashing Nashi as he did. This was actually sorta of fun learning about his new power and cleaning these flowers. He just had to stay focused at any time it could change to something else.
The flowers were well-fertilised and— despite not being expected nor asked for— well-watered. Nashi was pleased by their collective efforts. There was the issue of if the fertiliser was correctly applied, but that could be worried about later!
‘Later’ became ‘now’ and, utterly unpredictably, Nashi was worried. The plants hadn’t grown yet. Weren’t they supposed to grow with water and fertiliser? Either he was missing something or he was getting one of the two horribly wrong.
”That’s really good work you’re doing there Yanwang, but, er…” He tried to remember what his father did while gardening. The only thing that came to mind was ‘garden’, but that was self-evident. ”Any idea why they aren’t growing? Is there something for that in the Fujitsu bag?”
Yanwang looked at Nashi as he seemed really confused about a ton of stuff. Like how the plants were not growing. It had been like a bit but still. Even Yanwang knew this stuff. He'd look at Nashi. "Listen up Nashi. I get your kind not the smartest person in the world but things don't grow that fast." Yanwang sat down looking at the plants. "If everything did it'd not be special. Everything takes time to grow strong and bloom. Like you or me. We grow stronger with time. Plants are the same in some senses." Yanwang sprugged looking back at Nashi. "Also if it the Fujin bag then that is a new thing. I don't know it works at all. I stole it and the last person to use it ended up dead. So really it is a toss-up." He'd smile a laugh at bit looking back at Nashi.
He wasn’t going to kid himself, he had no idea how the Fudging Bag worked, no idea how to get any items from the Furniture Bag, and certainly had no idea how to decide what to get out of the Gucchi Bag. ”Maybe…” Idea! ”Maybe you could get some sort of magical plant-grow pixie-dust out of your bag?” He didn’t mean fertiliser, of course, they already tried that and it smelled horrible. But if the Mt. Fuji Bag was magical inherently, maybe it could summon magical stuff? It was just a thought, one Nashi was quite proud of.
Yanwang groaned as Nashi wanted them to grow fast. "Listen Nashi I get it. You want it to work that way it does not." He'd say pointing at himself, "Look at me I wanna be taller but i'm 3'1. If I drink my milk I might grow but it takes time." He'd cross his arms huffing with annoyance but also with a joking manner to it. He really did enjoy hanging out with Nashi. He or She was a nice person. Nashi asked if he could get some magically growing powder from his bag. "I mean I could try." He'd focus his magic energy as he thrusted his hand forgetting he didn't have the bag. "Oh...oh yeah." He'd blink as he focused his ki as his left arm turned black. Out came some Magic growing powder that he put on the plants. He sat down waiting to see if anything would happen.
"If something happens what are we gonna do anyway. Are you allowed to plant here right? Rather not deal with ogre police running from them is boring even it is easy. Speaking of I wanted to ask if you don't mind." He'd look back a frown on his face. "How did you die?" He'd say looking back at the plants growing, "Your so strong I could not imagine how it could have happened. Not Yogu Either." He'd look out, he never really understood it. So many strong people died. Why did they die? Who could have killed them? Did that mean they were not that strong in compared to the true monsters of the world? How far were they from true strength. The strength to be called the strongest alive. Or perhaps the strongest ever?
Nashi crossed his arms and shook his head indignantly. ”Well maybe if you drunk more milk you’d grow quicker!” If you slurped up fifty times your body weight in milk then, surely, you’d gain at least a few inches, right?
Oh that was right, magic pixie dust of plant-growiness! She— wait, damnit— he almost forgot. ”If it works, we’ll have a bunch of blue flowers. Then, if we continue that a bunch, all of Heaven will have blue flowers!” And then, finally, looking at the landscape might end up being not just tolerable, but pleasant. You can’t spell ‘pleasant’ without spelling ‘blue’, after all! … wait.
He also doubted there was any sort of gardener cop in Heaven. He got that the ogres might desperately need things to do, but still. ‘Gardener cop’ sounded more like something you’d get in one of those games where you got a bunch of random words and entered them in pre-existing sentences that didn’t make any sense with those words. Oh, what was that called? Oh, right: ‘homework’.
Oh? How he died? That was a bit of a personal question— as personal as you can get, really— but it was quite possible that he was never coming back. Almost a certainty, Nashi not long ago believed. ”Oh, er…” How was he to word such a matter? It was probably going to come out awkwardly regardless of how he decided to say it. ”So, I was in a place called Satan City, eating some sushi. You know what they say, yeah? ‘Wrong place, wrong time’. A buncha baddies invaded it with mind control magicks. The strong people that could resist the control sorta grouped together and fought against the baddies, but…” His words were coming out better than expected.
”It was Yogu and I versus an oversized cockroach, a glump of rotten bubble-gum and some sort of Demon Lord.” He wasn’t crying, but he was clearly upset by the memories. ”Yogu barely got any attacks in before the Demon Lord kablamo'd him. I managed to last a lot longer against three opponents, varying between ‘just a bit weaker than me’ to ‘absurdly stronger than me’, but, eventually…”
He took a few moments to bring his memories together into something intelligible. ”I stabbed the cockroach with all I had, and it very nearly died. But, they had something else and, somehow, it healed entirely.” The words were having a hard time coming out. He remembered what came over him when he stabbed the miscreation. He remembered his horror when it ate his friend. He remembered his horror when he figured out the same would soon happen to him. ”… And I died. I’ve been trying to convince myself otherwise, but… I think we lost the city. We might have lost more since then.”
What a sharp turn from gardening. Wait, wasn’t he getting pixie dust of grow-grow-iness from the Fudging Bag? Er, Foopin Hand?
Yanwang looked at Nashi, "I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I just want to know. Eventually, someone gotta write the wrongs. Least I can do is make sure who killed you won't kill anyone else. Right?" Yanwang asked looking at Nashi. Even though Nashi was very young he seemed so wise and strong. He and Yogu seemed unstoppable yet they had died. Did he really have the stuff to beat them? Nashi began to explain his story as Yanwang got quiet and listened. He explained he was in a place called Satan City. He had heard of it once or twice though he all he knew was that some legendary hero was its namesake. That was lost to history. A ton of bad people came and took control of people. So they were in the wrong place wrong time.
Nashi talked about a Cockroach, Rotten bubble gum and a demon lord. He knew the last two for sure, "I've seen the last two before. I stole that demon lords car. At least tried too. That Bubble gum monster I fought with briefly." He'd put in before going quiet again to listen to Nashi story. Yogu had seen to died quietly quickly but Nashi lasted a bit longer. He'd nodded along as he explained he had stabbed the Cockroach but they someone it got healed. Then Nashi died. He'd look back at the garden plants. He didn't say anything for a bit just staring, "Death is a wired thing for Ogre's. Cause we live here. I can't say I fully understand the pain. I know for sure the three people that ended your life i'll find them. It is the least I can do. Maybe with some help, they can be stopped and if your really lucky someone will revive you." He said with a smile though he still was pretty sad about all this. What were the right and wrong thing to do? He really didn't know where to go from here. He was stuck.
It seemed as if Yanwang knew Gummy mcStinkyface, the demon schmeemon and Cockroach mcGee. Briefly Nashi wondered, in such a massive universe with so many in it, if Yanwang was perhaps referring to other characters… nah, that’s not as interesting.
”Thanks, Yanwang! You’ll be able to beat ‘em up good— after all, you have experience doing so!”
Wait, what was even the point of— Nashi looked to the flowers. Oh, that’s right.
Wait, is Yanwang— aw. Yanwang was leaving. ”Yeah, this was fun! We didn’t exactly do much with the garden, but…” but perhaps the whole garden endeavour was pointless in the first place. Ah, well, the follies of life. Er, death.
”Well, anyway. Bye!” He wondered when they’d see each other next. What would happen until then? These were questions only answerable the hard way. ”Good luck with you, too!”
That left Nashi, alone, surrounded by flowers.
”I’ve never been that much a fan of flowers, anyway.”
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