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Post by Yanwang on Feb 4, 2019 16:30:36 GMT -6
Yanwang kicked back breathing in hard as he began to breathe in hard blood running down his chest. The wound Nashi caused caught up with the boy. "Dammit, all." He fell to a knee. "I refuse to lose to you. How can you be winning that is impossible. I must gather more strength." Yanwang pulled out the Fujin Bag as he reached his hand inside. His eyes rolled back as they were replaced with a White swirl of Ki and Magic as he seemed to be trying to drag something that was not tangible from the bag. Instead of trying to take out an object he was trying to take out pure strength so he could just outmatch Nashi instead. He didn't need to do any more tricks he'd just break Nashi in half!
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Inside the bag. Yanwang was running around confused as the bag began to compress and weaze. Seems something was going on. "What the." He'd call out his eyes wandering around the bag. The bags went from its pure white to the night's sky as he was seeing things he didn't understand. Things he had never seen before. Lines stretched out from the center of the bag. He saw an event where he was in Yemma's chair, one where he was dead, one where everyone he knew was dead. All these things that he didn't understand. He'd clutched his head and closed his eyes. He was afraid, really afraid. Was this what could happen or just his imagination he was the bag afterall right? He had control? He'd shook his head, this was all fake. Nashi was still alive and he'd make sure to be there to save him. All these lines he just made up. They were all his fears of the future. Right?
I accept. Kp:3/3
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Post by Nashi on Feb 5, 2019 0:48:58 GMT -6
”Ya better believe it, bub!” Nashi got into stance properly. ”I’m winning because I’m fighting for my friend, and you’re only fighting for yourself!” Nashi did not know Yanwang was down here when he dropped off from his Tower not all that long ago but, as soon as the ogre shared his worry, and his task, Nashi was straight on it and immediately willing to help. He was always open to helping his friends, and he simply could not stand by as they were made to fear, even if that which they were afraid came from inside them. It was sort of like a metaphor for growing up… except definitely not, because there were real things of real threat.
Again, it concerned Nashi. Yogu had his elven wereghosts, Yanwang had some weird evil psyche from a potential, dark future, and Nashi had… nothing, so far. He felt left out of the inner dark persona club that apparently existed.
Then again, did he really?
Being evil would be lame-o as heck, after all.
The ogre brought out their bag and began to reach into it, trying to find… well, Nashi wasn’t entirely sure. But whatever it was, the ogre surely thought it could let him win, meaning the cat had to stop it from being brought out! ”Oh no you don’t! Blue Bro Beam!”
He threw another Blue Bro Ball, except it wasn’t quite the same. It was faster; so much faster, in fact, that the blur of its motion made it look not like a ball of ki, but like a beam of it! He aimed it for Yanwang’s hands, so that he couldn’t get whatever he was trying to get.
Nashi uses [UA2] Blue Bro Beam for 138,600PL!
[1/3KP]
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Post by Yanwang on Feb 5, 2019 1:29:02 GMT -6
As Yanwang shook in his mind looking around at the looming paths he could see something illuminating the view. A blue sun it seemed like to him. He was confused about what was going on. Then the whole space was covered in the energy. He was consumed by it. He'd woke up in a pile of smoke and debris. A confused and pained look on his face. He was back to normal. Well, at least in appearance. In mind, he was so much different. He saw so much. He'd smiled up at Nashi before the pain came. The pain of his side. A hole drilled right through it as blood leaked into the grass. "Uh, Nashi. I don't know if you know but..." He'd sniffle as tears began to come from his eyes. "But this really hurts!!!!!!!!" He'd scream in pain hoping Nashi would come to help him. What the hell had Nashi done while he was out of control?
Yanwang been defeated for now? Powerlevel:77,000
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Post by Nashi on Feb 5, 2019 3:13:25 GMT -6
The real Yanwang had come out at the second worst time. The true Yanwang, the one that wasn’t from whatever weird imagined hypothetical dark future the false Yanwang was from, returned to control of his own body and, yes, that was an especially cool and good thing, but with one slight complicating factor: Nashi’s attacks, intended for the opponent, was instead to hit Yanwang.
And they did.
Oh, heckity.
”Ah! Sorry, but I— ya know, I can tell you later. For now, you need some help!” Bringing Yanwang straight to a hospital would have been an especially good idea, but Nashi wasn’t an especially clever cat. His first thought, his immediate concern, was to prevent the blood from bleeding any further. And, to do that, he’d need equipment. If only there was an unending supply of just about everything and anyone one could need just by, for example, grabbing it from a bag… oh, that’s just it! ”Hey, er, Yanwang, could you materialise up some bandages and some pain-killers?”
If Yanwang could make those things, he’d do his best to apply them.
But, then, regardless of it that did or did not happen, he’d try to carry Yanwang and fly him to West City, where he’d try to find a hospital as soon as he possibly could.
”Don’t worry, Yanwang! You’ll be all safe, good and proper in no time!”
Seems like it could be a good place to end the thread, at the end of your next thread.
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Post by Yanwang on Feb 5, 2019 16:20:21 GMT -6
Yanwang groaned as Nashi asked him to make some Bandages and pain killers. His left arm turned black with energy as bandages and painkillers were spit out into the grass. He'd watch as Nashi applied them before he was going to carry him to a hospital. "Alright can't wait to get there tell me when we do," Yanwang said as he yawned and fell asleep. He was pretty tired and was just glad he had nothing to worry about anymore.
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Post by Nashi on Feb 5, 2019 22:23:08 GMT -6
One would immediately assume that, since where the fight happened was in the West, the closest hospital would be in West City. And… well, yeah, that assume would be entirely accurate. East City, accessible by that neat little fact that the planet was spherical, would have taken a bit longer, and Ginger Town A) was lame-o and  probably didn’t have a decent hospital. Nashi touched down in front of the hospital, Yanwang in his arms. But it wasn’t just any hospital, no. This was a large hospital; the largest, actually. Not just in West City, but the world over!
This? This was Wukong Hospital. Its many buildings, its wings and divisions, had to be put on a map for all the space it took up. The best equipment was here, the most doctors and nurses— but the most patients, too. Those in need came from all over to be treated here. He rushed in, Yanwang’s bandages brown with blood, and tried to get some help. Thankfully enough, they’d get it. I think this is a good closing off point.[FIN]
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probably didn’t have a decent hospital.
