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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 13:21:42 GMT -8
"WELL I FUCKING CARE ABOUT YOU TOO DAMMIT! AND I'M TIRED OF LOSING MY FRIENDS!"
He yelled at the top of his lungs!
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 13:32:53 GMT -8
WR's head hit the sand and their gaze thoughtlessly aimed for the sky. Any unsuspecting passerby would assume they were dead. Drake's words rang in their ears, and they winced slightly, not from the physical pain, but from the emotional pain. Did they really mean that much to him? They had always butt heads, fought about pointless shit, and had the most awkward emotional openings resulting from SOME sort of fight. As all the memories came rushing back to them, more tears streamed out of their eyes.
They really were just being an asshole, and not just to Drake, but to themself, too.
Their mouth quivered as they fought for the strength to speak. They struggled for a few long, painful seconds, but finally managed to utter out to simple, sincere words: "I'm sorry."
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 13:40:01 GMT -8
Drake sat down in the sand beside WR. Breathing hard.
"I fight so hard with you because I care. If I didn't I wouldn't waste my time with you at all. Just because I care about you hurting Gidget, doesn't mean I'm not concerned about you getting hurt."
He would say shaking his head.
"I've lost a lot of people, we've discussed this before. But the one way I've lost the most people was because the thought of dying for what you believe is such a romanticized concept and it's bullshit. You really want to prove something, to show that someone or something is worth sacrifice... Then you fucking fight, fight, and fight to keep on LIVING for what you believe, death doesn't solve anything. It's just a cowards way out from dealing with the real issues. You want to prove your strength show someone you really care, then you do whatever it takes to survive. Even if that means fighting Death Herself."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 13:50:25 GMT -8
WR rolled their head over ever so slightly, so they could catch glimpse of Drake's face while he spoke. They laid in silence, holding back their sobs, letting blood seep down the side of their face so they wouldn't have to fight it anymore. WR and Drake were similar in their own, respective ways, they just dealt with shit MUCH differently, and that was suddenly obvious to WR. Drake wanted to fight, to immortalize himself through all of the pain and tragedy. WR, while they had a purpose, was too reckless. They let their hate consume them, and oftentimes ran straight into danger with no regard for consequence, like today. Except, if this was a real fight, they had no doubt Drake would have killed them.
They weakly rolled their head back to the sky, grunting slightly, and closing their eyes.
"I-I promise I'll.. do better. I t-take my.. life for granted and I.." They coughed violently, their body shaking at the trauma it caused. "I'm s-such a.. fucking idiot.. I'm too sacrificial.. b-but I.." They swallowed harshly. "I can do better... I w-will do better..."
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 13:56:34 GMT -8
Drake would turn to look. At WR, his eyes were dry, but still full of emotion, as if the tears that should've been there had dried up years ago.
"You've got great potential. I know you can be better, I'm banking on that, as is Gidget, and even DJ I'm sure. You've got that spark of greatness in you. Don't be so quick to let it go out."
He would sigh.
"I want your word. Your word is your bond, and I want to hear it straight from you. That from this day forward, you won't just try to be better, you will be better, and no more death seeking. Swear you'll fight to survive, not fight to die."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 14:01:28 GMT -8
WR opened their eyes, shifting their head over again, a weak smile crossing their lips.
"I swear."
They rolled their head back over, groaning.
"P-please take me home.."
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 14:14:12 GMT -8
"First things first." Drake would say standing up with a grunt. He would take a breath and focus pour fourth the spiritual energy to forward and surround him it form four glowing orbs of energy around him he would have them form one giant orb which he would then use to flow into WR's body they would feel a soothing warmth followed by an nearly irresistible itching sensations as all the wounds on their body would be healed! With that done Drake would drop to one knee sweating profusely and breathing hard. "There. You... should be... right... as rain." He would say between shaky breaths.
Spirit Barrage (Super): Drake pulls forth soul energy directly from the spirit realm it appears as 4 orbs of condensed soul energy surrounding him. He can either use the energy on himself or an ally to heal them back to prime and gain back Qi charges, or he can use it on an enemy anyone targeted takes 150% of Drake's eng in Soul Dmg. (Does not need upkeep to maintain the four spirit orbs)
(5/35)
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 14:24:56 GMT -8
WR's eyes widened as energy swept through their body. With each passing second, the pain felt lighter and lighter, until... it was gone! WR lifted their head to scan over their body, moving each ligament around as if they had never used them before. He had somehow healed all of their damage, including what was SHATTERED beyond repair. How the FUCK did he manage that?
They shook their head. He was a world of mystery, that was for sure.
WR was quick to jump to their feet, their attention immediately focusing on Drake. They gazed thoughtfully at him for a moment, before extending a hand to help pull him up.
"Thank you..." Their face flushed with embarrassment, but they owed Drake some legitimacy after all the bullshit they constantly put him through. They supposed open communication applied to more than just them and Gidget...
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 14:27:51 GMT -8
Drake would take their hand and stand up.
"Yeah, well, least I could do for fucking you up that bad. Besides, I'm sure Gidget would hack me to hell and back if I sent you back to here in a wheel chair."
He chuckled.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 14:31:05 GMT -8
WR shook their head, smiling slightly.
"I think she'd kick my ass for fighting you in the first place."
They chuckled, and started heading back to their car.
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 14:39:09 GMT -8
Drake would chuckle.
"Yeah, we're both screwed."
He would sigh as the reach the cars.
"Alright, well you take care yeah? And if I ever hear you try to, or worse succeed in, dying. I will find your soul, and I will imprison it for the rest of eternity. Don't doubt me."
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 26, 2021 14:40:26 GMT -8
WR threw their hands up defensively.
"Hey. I made a promise. Lemme know if ya need anything."
They waved him off and slid into their car.
Name: Violence of 259
Requirements: 10 Atk
Job: Get into a fight.
Bonus: Fight someone with a title or throw them out a window/through a wall.
Payout: +1 exp, +$150
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Post by Drake on Jan 26, 2021 14:41:36 GMT -8
He chuckled.
"Same to you. Later WR."
He would say hoping into his car and driving off.
Name: Violence of 259
Requirements: 10 Atk
Job: Get into a fight.
Bonus: Fight someone with a title or throw them out a window/through a wall.
Payout: +1 exp, +$150
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Post by Zack Asiv on Jan 29, 2021 10:29:41 GMT -8
Approved
Bonus Accomplished
Payout: +1 exp, +$250
Both receive:
New Title!: The Preserver
Preservers Will: When something appears that the Preserver wishes to defend, or save is in the same thread, the one who has obtained the Preservers Will gains +5 to all physical stats and +5 Qi uses for the thread.
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