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Post by Yanwang on Mar 17, 2020 22:36:33 GMT -6
Yanwang sat on a small rock the sun slowly setting on the planet. He had been doing a lot of thinking after talking with Hazel. He needed to return to the otherworld. Yanwang had been here for a long time but he had never thought about his family. His mom must be missing him and his uncle must be pretty worried. Yanwang also needed to find a purpose. He wanted to be a hero for sure but he couldn't shake the feeling he was going the wrong way. He had grown to be very strong, heck he may even be the strongest around but he didn't feel like it. In fact staring at the sun he felt very weak. He couldn't save anyone he cared about. Koban, Yogu, Nashi and all the others who died. What he had he done to help them? He had done exactly nothing. Yanwang needed to get there forgiveness first. He was sure after that he'd have a direction. Yanwang closed his eyes. He wanted to do so many more fun things on Earth. How was he suppose to do that if he left. Yanwang sighed, maybe he was not suppose to leave yet. He grabbed his hair "Ugh dang it this is so hard." Yanwang put a hand on his chin. He had to be an adult like this. He at least had to go back one more time before he made the choice to make his home Earth.
Powerlevel:170,000
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Post by Zriracha on Mar 20, 2020 17:44:30 GMT -6
She’d intended to come to the north for training, her conversation with the General leading her to some important revelations about seeking power. While she still didn’t have a large motivation to become stronger – what reason could she have besides simply not wanting to die or being taken advantage of? – the possibility was always there and she did have… certain protective feelings for a certain young kitten. Only time would tell if that lasted, but it was something she could rely on. However, as she flew over the vastness of the great north, a familiar power caught her attention. Yanwang? Why so far out here? She blinked, following the scent of power to find the young ogre sitting on a rock as the sun set in the distance. She approached cautiously, head cocked to the side with curiosity, but not afraid of the young child. As she got to the rock the Satyr would lean her head around, “What are you doing here? Meditating as part of your training?” She had a smirk on her face, a slightly teasing tone to her voice though her questions were still genuine. Beside him, she would lean her hip against the rock and look out across the range - taking in the sight along side him. Yanwang |
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Post by Yanwang on Mar 22, 2020 11:39:28 GMT -6
Yanwang sat and sighed but then he heard someone talking to him. He looked over to see Zriracha. Yanwang didn't expect to see her here. Yanwang flipped to his feet. "Well no I ain't training. I am kinda trying to figure out what to do, to be honest." Yanwang shook his head. "I have been thinking about what I want to do with my life. I have been here for a long time and soon I need to figure out what I got to do with my life. I am going to be an adult soon." Ok, so he was going to be thirteen soon. That was pretty old though. He would be a teenager. In only five years after that, he was going to be an adult. "I've not been back home in the otherworld for a long time. I am going to need to decide what I am going to do. I am strong I could protect this planet but I don't. Is that fear or do I not know what I want. I don't know." Yanwang put his hands to his chin. "So I guess I am depressed and confused. I wish I knew what to do." Yanwang looked at Zriracha. Maybe she'd have some advice.
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Post by Zriracha on Mar 23, 2020 1:38:55 GMT -6
Zriracha’s expression softened as Yanwang explained why he was there, glancing away from the sunset to take in his words appropriately. For one so young as he was, it was surprising to hear him speak so sorrowfully about his desire to do something with his life. The Satyr felt for him deeply, remembering a time where she was at a loss for what to do when she came to this realm of existence. While she was certain it wasn’t same, she could at least empathize a little with his plight. She wanted to broach this subject and the others as carefully as possible.
“Well, you’re not an adult yet, so there’s still plenty of time,” She began, inwardly wincing when that sounded unhelpful even to her. “What I mean is that, if you’re not certain, you shouldn’t rush into it. Protecting this planet… or visiting your family – it’s a big decision, regardless of what you choose!” She gestured outward to the sunset, taking in the light pinks, red and yellows as they darkened into the evening sky. “This planet, and it’s people, has survived through many hardships. It has protectors and kind leaders and absolutely terrifying allies,” She laughed, emphasizing her words as she recalled how powerful Kayen was. She looked back at him, “If you miss your family, you should go to them. I certainly miss mine some days,” She crossed her arms, looking off to the side as she recalled the many younglings, brothers and sisters that made up the incredibly vast clan of the Chakkapak. “Once day, I will visit mine… when I am strong enough to take my place among them once more.” She looked back at him, “You don’t have to wait if you don’t want to.” She hoped that she was at least giving him something to help sort out his feelings. She chuckled, “Is this helping?” She asked softly, a little embarrassed. Yanwang |
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Post by Yanwang on Mar 28, 2020 20:34:16 GMT -6
Yanwang looked up at Zriracha as she stated he was not an adult. "Yeah but I think I got to act like one. A lot of people are counting on me." Yanwang muttered. But she was correct that if he wanted to visit his family and protect the planet we're both pretty big decisions. He had to do a lot of thinking about what was the best choice. But she was correct that earth had a lot of strong fighters to protect it. "But I am the strongest if I am gone what about everyone else?" At least he thought he was strongest but he was starting to doubt it. She then mentioned her home and how she would visit it one day. Yanwang looked up at her. "So you can't just visit your home? Is everyone there really strong or mean. Not assuming they are or anything.." Yanwang paused in deep thought. "What is your home like?" Yanwang asked before looking back up in the sky. "Yah it is helping but I do think I need to go home at least once. I need to see everyone and talk to my family. At least one last time before I decide to leave. Plus I still need King Yemma sandwich." Yanwang gave a goofy grin.
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Post by Zriracha on Mar 30, 2020 15:30:03 GMT -6
Zriracha wasn’t sure what she could say to Yanwang about his feelings of being the strongest – she didn’t really knew whom was the most powerful but just by the scent of his power, he certainly had reason to believe that he his power could make a difference. At his question for why she couldn’t go home, the Demon was a little hesitant to answer but knew that keeping something like that a secret wouldn’t really be a benefit, either. She waited for him to finish, however, and couldn’t help the chortle of laughter as he mentioned wanting to get a Yemma Sandwich; oh, she’d heard the fanciful tales of the legendary food and had to admit it as well with a wink, “I need to try one of those sandwiches! My older brother, well... one of the eldest, told me that it was the greatest in the realm,” She whispered in mock secrecy. With a mood elevated a little, Zriracha would give a nod of approval before responding to his previous question, “Visiting your family is important and, if you need to speak with them to make an important decision, even more so. While my family isn’t… mean, one could say they are quite strict.” She looked over at Yanwang, “Once I return home, it will be to lay claim to a role within my clan. Be that a role I desire or one that is expected of my to take, I won’t know until I return.” She shrugged, however, as though that was hardly a problem in her mind. “I don’t plan to return, yet, so I am largely unconcerned. They’ll wait for me,” She winked, “As your family awaits you. I believe you should return to them, if that’s what you truly desire.” Zriracha moved a hand over to his shoulder, giving him a hopefully reassuring pat before looking back to the sun set.
Well, by now, it had all but disappeared behind the horizon - leaving the faint speckling of stars as the lack of light in the great forest around them allowed the least amount of pollution. She released a sigh, constantly in awe of this planet.
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Post by Yanwang on Mar 30, 2020 22:01:04 GMT -6
Yanwang grinned as Zriracha seemed to want that sandwich he was speaking of. As for her reasons she didn't go back to the demon realm, it seemed something about her older brother. "Family issues huh? That makes sense. I bet it is hard to keep everything close-nit among demons. It kind of the same for me. My Dad left when I was young. Well, left is an odd word more got banished to hell. He tried to mess with King Yemma which is not a good idea. So I mostly had my Uncle and my Mom. My Uncle is Half Demon so guess I'd be." Yanwang counted on his fingers. "Well if he is my uncle then his brother would be half-demon? Wait was my dad half demon..I know my mom was full Ogre." Yanwang rubbed his head in annoyance. "They might have been half brothers." Yanwang shook his head. "It is really odd. I don't really know but I get it. I've heard stories about Demons from my uncle."
Yanwang listened to Zriracha listened to her stories about her family. She claimed they were strict giving him a grin, "Yes my uncle was pretty strict." Yanwang smiled before going quiet. He wanted to hear her story. She claimed that once she returned home she'd take her place in her clan. Guess that meant once she went home she'd not be coming back to Earth. Yanwang would miss her if she left though guess Yanwang might go to heaven and never come back. Yanwang smiled, "Yah I do think I wanna return. I can understand why you don't head back. But I think I need to head back. I bet my Mom is missing me a lot. I can't be mean and not return. If I decide I am staying on Earth my uncle and my mom deserve to be able to say goodbye to me." Yanwang smiled. "Thanks Zriracha you really helped me."
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Post by Zriracha on Mar 31, 2020 19:32:50 GMT -6
It was amusing to hear Yanwang explain his origins about his family, grinning with the knowledge that her family – no, her entire clan – was much the same in the exact why. Brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts – their family was so tightly-knit together and (in some case) not even blood-related that the bonds they shared and crafted were more to create a place or role to fit within than any kind of blood-relation to keep up with. When he appeared to have been suitably convinced to return home, Zriracha realized with a start that she had no idea how long the young Ogre would be away for. Would it be a few days? Months? Perhaps even years? The thought of potentially never seeing him again, much like if she had to return home, brought a wash of sorrow and regret. It was for his own good, yet… she’d always held fiercely to the code of always doing what you wanted as opposed to what was best. Still, she smiled back and held open her arms in an offer of a hug as she responded, “You’re quite welcome, Yanwang… You know, you were the first that I met upon coming to this realm. I was… ambitious and certainly not very patient with everyone around me. But you were someone I’d never met before and – in your own way – helped me to adjust to this world. If ever you need of my assistance, even if your power far outshines my own… you need not hesitate to ask, alright?” She cocked her head to the side, unable to keep the sadness from her smile. “You’re always welcome back to the mortal realms and I will be here for quite some time to come.” When she felt prepared - however long that would be - Zriracha would make certain not to take the mortals realms for granted. If there was a chance for her to return... She would. With that settled, Zriracha allowed the question to linger, "Was there anything else you needed? Perhaps a final day of fun before you leave?" She offered, a wicked grin on her lips as she thought about all sorts of mischief they could get into as a final 'Huzzah!' before he left back home. Yanwang |
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Post by Yanwang on Apr 1, 2020 9:45:40 GMT -6
Yanwang looked at Zriracha as she explained he was the first person she meet when she came to Earth. He didn't expect that and that was when he was first learning about using his Oni form. Was she thanking him for helping her? Yanwang rubbed the back of his head. "Well, I am glad I was able to help you," Yanwang said with clear embarrassment. "Yah I am glad people will be down here waiting for me if I decide to come back. I'd feel bad if no one would miss me if I left so thanks." Yanwang smiled. Then she asked if he wanted to do anything before he left. Yanwang rubbed his chin, guess they could go do something fun. Though he was not sure what they could do. There had to be something fun to do before he left. "Eh, I would not mind doing something fun, Miss. Zrriacha but I am not sure what I'd like to do. What do you think we do should?" Maybe she had a good idea for them to go and do.
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Post by Zriracha on Apr 3, 2020 15:53:07 GMT -6
Sitting beside the young Ogre as he asked about what they could do, Zriracha would look up into the starry skies and bring a hand up to her chin in thought. In the middle of the night, there wasn’t much that they could do without being hindered by the lack of light – then again, Zriracha was much practiced in the art of materialization and could easily just conjure some lights or bonfires. What would he enjoy the most? A foray into a city to make mischief with some of the mortals? Or perhaps he’d rather stay away from them and enjoy something in the wilderness? It was a struggle, as evidenced by the expression of conflict on her face. She turned to Yanwang, “There are… a lot of options, but I wonder if you’d like any of them,” She chuckled with a fair bit of nervousness. “Fancy playing some tricks on the humans?” She asked at first, testing the waters of his interest. “Or would you prefer we do something a little less chaotic and perhaps we could play ‘Catch’?” She held up a hand and materialized a blade, a small black dagger that held some dangerous biting edges. “My father and I would play ‘Catch’ with knives all the time! Said it would ‘teach me to catch properly – or else!’” She mocked her father in a comically deep voice that lacked her accent before giving a chuckle. She looked at him with a knowing glint in her eye, “We could play it with a ball instead, if that’s too much.”
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Post by Yanwang on Apr 4, 2020 12:49:28 GMT -6
Yanwang listened to Zriracha as she laid out some options. First was playing tricks on Humans. "We could do that that could be fun but we can also play catch." He had to admit while tricking humans did sound like fun, he also wanted to go on the right side of the law. That was probably something Koban would have wanted. He didn't wanna hurt his feeling if he went and did things that scared or harmed humans. That was until of course Zriracha game of catch involved knives. "Uh?" Yanwang was unsure if he wanted to chuck knives at each other. He was worried he'd hurt Zriracha on accident or of course, he could get hurt but they were just knives. Though she did also say they could use a ball. Though to him, a ball would probably be worse. It was blunt so he got hit he'd def get hurt. If it was a knife if they got hit by the back end it'd not be not bad. "No, we can play with the knife. I am sure nothing will go wrong." Yanwang smiled. Plus he didn't want her to think that he couldn't handle a few knives. "Alright you can start i'll catch them without issue." He grinned.
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Post by Zriracha on May 26, 2020 15:39:27 GMT -6
“Very well then!” Zriracha accepted, grinning at the prospect. She was certain that Yanwang would be fine, but just in case, “I’ll materialize some medical supplies as well,” She added, snapping her fingers and – as she said – materializing a box with a red cross on it just a few feet behind her. “Alright!” She tossed the knife in the air, allowing it to flip, before catching it by the tip and then throwing it toward Yanwang, “GO!” Like a spinning star, it spun so fast that one couldn’t quite tell it was a knife at all. It arced in the air, aiming toward the ogre’s shoulder to make sure she didn’t aim for anything lethal, but he could still catch it.
On Zriracha’s end, she kept her gaze cemented on the trajectory – ready to nab it out of the air should anything terrible happen with her Telekinesis… if necessary.
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Post by Yanwang on Jun 16, 2020 15:37:54 GMT -6
Yanwang grinned ready to face off and see if he could catch the knife. He had been confident that nothing could go wrong but the more he thought about it, the more ways things could go array. For example, it could hit him in the eye. Sure his skin was particularly bulletproof but his eyes? He doubted that. Second, it was not like a human was throwing it. This was Zriracha. She was not weak by any means. Yanwang was thinking maybe he should tell her to use a ball. But at the same time, he wanted to catch the knife. Plus she put down some medical supplies. If someone did go wrong he should be ok in the long run. Yanwang grunted and focused up. He needed to be careful and alert. He watched the knife flip through the air flying right at him. It was aiming for his shoulder. Yanwang's hand reached up catching it without injury. He looked and was surprised that he actually did. "Nice. I caught the knife." Now he needed to throw it back but he needed to be careful. He didn't want to hurt he on accident. Yanwang slid back spinning the knife-like she did. he threw the knife for her shoulder and he hoped he didn't throw it too hard. He didn't wanna stab her on accident.
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Post by Zriracha on Jun 18, 2020 13:58:12 GMT -6
Watching like a hawk as the knife sailed through the air, Zriracha held her breath for an intense moment before… She let out a huge sigh of relief as she watched Yanwang catch it and gave a congratulatory ovation as even he seemed surprised that he had caught it. “Fantastic!” She added and adjusted her stance to prepare to receive the blade in return. She watched as he adjusted, getting the knife to spin and throwing at her. Her eyes narrowed, A good form! She noted before she moved her shoulder out of the way and made to catch the blade by the hilt. She’d done this for years as a child and had trained well with her own swords, so it had to have been a piece of cake. However, as her hand swiped up to catch it, she must have misjudged the distance and got a sizable nick in her hand instead – the knife slicing into the ground just feet behind her. “HELL’S bellow!” She cursed, turning her body and grasping the profusely bleeding hand. She looked back over at Yanwang, “Pardon me! It appears I may be more rusty than I had initially believed,” She joked in a warm tone. With a snap of her fingers, she’d materialized a roll of gauze and made to wrap the wound up. It was nothing she couldn’t handle. She didn’t want to use any of the medical supplies in case Yanwang needed them. Only a tad shaken, Zriracha beckoned the knife to her with Telekinesis before catching in her opposite hand. “Still up for the knife?” She questioned, a little… less interested in such a dangerous game after all. Yanwang |
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Post by Yanwang on Jun 22, 2020 0:18:29 GMT -6
Yanwang frowned as Zrircha failed to catch it and cut her hand. But it seemed she'd be ok. She didn't seem to worry about the cut. Plus it was just a light cut. He had been hurt far worse before and hew as sure she had as well. He imagined there was not much to worry about. She just needs to patch herself off and they could continue. That was if she wanted too of course. He didn't want to hurt her. That was what he was worried about. Still, it was kinda fun. She quickly patched up as Yanwang nodded as she asked the question if he wanted to continue. "If you are Mr.Zriracha. Getting hurt is not a big deal. I have been hurt a lot before. The pain of a knife ain't nothing to fighting. Plus it is good training and a good way to take my mind off of things." Considering he had to give his whole focus to that knife he couldn't be thinking of anything else. Yawnang took his catching stance and waited for Zriracha to throw or decide they had played enough.
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