[X]Make it YOUR stage: +1 Wisdom, ?, ?
and
[X]End the last match as soon as possible
- [X] Don't Rush, Rushing makes mistakes more likely to happen
So, without further ado, LET"S GET RRRRRRREEEEADDDDYYYY TO RRRRRRUMMMMMMBLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEE!
As the field came into view, you noticed that the light that previously blinded you didn't affect you nearly as much as they did before. You aren't sure if your eyes are simple used to it happening now, but you are left with very little time to ponder the implications as it seems that Kimiko was just as unaffected by the lights as you were, judging by her quickly orienting herself and then rocketing forward at a much more controlled pace than earlier, albeit with a tightly controlled look of concentration on her face, and a small trails of fire alighting where her skates touched the ice.
Luckily, you yourself now had a few new tricks up your sleeve thanks to the voodoo that you apparently candoo.
So, with a quick cry of "Pudding of Power", the sweet treat floods out of its tiny container, forming an almost reverse geyser, sending you flying well over the ice, as well as coating the area around you in a sticky mess that refused to come out of the surfaces it lands on.
From the top of the top of your just dessert, you tilt the cup ever so lightly, causing you to rocket forth overhead, coating more of the surrounds both below and to the right of you to be splattered in chocolaty goodness, causing a wide grin to form on your face, and, without even meaning to, you shout out about your success with words you would swear you'd heard before.
"THIS, is MY Stage now!" As you say this, you try your best to strike a pose that will show the observers just how AWESOME you were. Spoiler: Imagine this, but no armor, and pudding in the off hand
However, it seems that once again, your actions have gained the attention of Kimiko, who looked towards your mobile mess as she sees to have finished turning her latest corner to ash and steam trails.
Seeing this, a competitive gleam seemed have come to her eyes, which you welcomed much more readily than the previously demonstrated rage or *gulp* lust? It also started the first actual communication you've had with her so far, now that you think about it.
"Oh-ho~ So Jackie-boy wants to make a big mess of things does he? Well, guess i'll just have to bring the heat." She ended with a wink, before suddenly sharply increasing in speed, most likely due to what seemed to be the two giant jets of blueish-white fire coming from the upper and lower parts of her back.
"Ha! I might make a mess of things, but look at you over there. Tsk tsk, to think you have to burn so bright just to get attention!" You called back, hoping to bring back some measure of that anger from the last match. It was risky, but it was a chance that would make it all the easier for you if it worked.
What followed, however, was not the anger you expected, but instead what instead could almost be described as what happens when a raging wild fire is suddenly started in front of a Tsunami. In fact, it would have been exactly that, if you replaced the water with a tasty treat being shot around a terminal speeds, and the fire for a slight teenage girl who was trying her best to light up the night and burn the source of the storm to a crisp char.
And while the sudden speed boost from the twin (literal)back-burners was a bit worrisome, as well as the sheer level of heat being thrown around willy nilly (Like HFIL he would be going anywhere near her, he knew how hot fire had to be for it to turn white.) Not to mention the fact that unlike the last match, she wasn't acting irrational or, or even angry. No, if anything, the predatory gleam in her eyes made for a beautiful sight, especially combined with the smile on her face, and the moves she was using to spread as much heat in as many directions as it could (It looked more like an intricate dance than any kind of martial art. Also, you didn't know what a 'Judolette Flip' was, but you did NOT want to go near it after seeing her appear to become like a living firework for its duration).
Luckily, as amazed as you were, you were still a genius, and as the match progressed, so to did your plan. No mistakes could be made, not at the Eleventh hour. Experience had taught you that well enough through your life. And, while there were no solid consequences to this whole brouhaha (that you were aware of at least) but it still would have grated on your pride if you lost, especially at a game of your own choosing.
So, it was with great delight that the time finally came, with Kimiko having reached what could tentatively be marked as the starting point of your little joyride.
"I wasn't kidding when I said this was my stage now! Let me show you, HOW A GENIUS MAKES A MESS!" You called out to both Kimiko and the audience you knew was watching.
Once more, you called out your Wu's name, but this time, no new Pudding shot out from wherever it was all stored in the handheld cup. No, instead, all the Pudding you had been flailing around crazily throughout the entire fight, burned our not, responded with out fail, surging around forming great streams and floods of both pain and flavor.
As the Pudding was collecting around you in an almost orbit like motion, Kimiko's skates became caught in one of the many small steams moving your way, making then both impossible to grip the ice with, AND pulling her closer to the swirling mess.
Yes. By spreading a persistent but thin layer of Pudding across the field, he was both 'claiming' the area with X's, AND setting what was equivalent to a giant Fly Trap amongst the ice. And with the competition out of the way...
"See ya sucker!" You shouted back at Kimiko, who was now enveloped in what was now a full blown Pudding-nado. The responding shouts of swearing and flashed of fire from within the swirling mess brought a giant grin to face, especially as you lowered yourself to safety using your propeller skates, and then quickly set about to make as many marks as you could across the now burned black sections of ice. This proved a little more difficult than you imagined it would be, what with not being able to actually SEE the marks you were making, but you were confident in your skills, and worse came to worse, you could double back.
As you lost yourself temporarily to thoughts of what you would do AFTER this situation, do you forgive them? Try and talk with them? What then? These questions and more swirled through your head, before being ground to a halt as you felt a massive vibration from behind you, as well as felling the splatter of Pudding across your back and sides. On the plus side, you DID do those X's correctly, as the Pudding so helpfully filled in. On the negative side, you now had what seemed to be 140 pounds of pure, flaming, butterscotch scented RAGE. at least, that was what you assumed t to be as you tried your very best to haul ass away from the blazing pyre that decided you would make great kindling.
The key word being TRIED, of course. Before you could even comprehend it, the fire was upon you in an instant, and a second later, you DID get your wish of escaping, in the form of getting knocked on your ass and sent in a straight line all the way to and along the wall like a particularly large granite stone. You fought hard to stay conscious, the blow stronger than anything you had ever taken before, not even including the burning feeling you felt in your waist from the mighty blow (though thankfully now ACTUALLY burning, somehow).
Still, despite the great pain you were in, you still managed to let out a grin, no matter how small is was, as you cradled your ribs.
"He...hehe. Gotcha." With these simple words said, you weakly raised your Wu bearing hand, and said once more the growingly familiar words.
"Pudding...of Power."
With effort, you held the cup straight behind you, covering the last area your Pudding hadn't touched, due to sheer virtue of distance of starting points. With the mess caused by your initial mess, combined with Kimiko breaking out of your Sweet Trap, and your last minute scheme, the floor, and a good chunk of the walls and ceiling, were YOURS.
You had one the final Square, and the Third-Arm Sash.
END OF CHAPTER
Gained:
Wisdom +1: For Using your Opponents disadvantage to your advantage.
Courage +1: For willing to risk Life and Limb of the sake of your plans.
Temporary Effect -Half-Dead- The effect is exactly as it says, you are at or past the brink where you are half-way to Death's door. When afflicted with this, Strength is Halved, and Speed is reduced to 2/3rds total. Effect is downgraded to -Injured- when HP is restored past Half.
Lost:
HP: -350 for extreme harm to body
VOTES for Next Chapter:
[]Talk with the Monks(Group) after the Showdown
-Ask up to 5 Questions to any member of the party.
-What Questions
[]Talk with Kimiko after the Showdown
-What
[]Let the Monks Go, Recover from your Ordeal
[]Examine What you have Won
CHOOSE TWO of the above actions
and for after...
[]Play Some Video games to Unwind
[] Get Something to Eat
[]Reminisce
[]Tinker
CHOOSE ONE of the above choices on what to do after the monks leave
Lastly, this one isn't so much for the chapter choices so much as it is for a question I posted previously, but got only one reply too. So, here's an actual vote for people to tell me how to deal with this fics Lore for Wu
[] Update the Wu Lore as they Appear, no spoilers, let everything old and new be a Surprise.
[]Update the Wu Lore randomly, in addition to when a Wu appears. Let's you prepare for what is to come, or exploit something RELENTLESSLY.
CHOOSE ONE of the above Lore options
And that it for now people. Hope you all enjoyed, and answer the Lore question! I LITERALLY have a sheet that has over 63 new Wu I have been making over the course of the year and a half I have been planning this fic. TELL ME I CAN DO WHAT I WANT! Till then, enjoy!