For the votes... oh boy, is it something fun. You see, the winning vote is... A TIE! Which means that I break it! So, here's our NEW winner! Spoiler: Winning Vote [X] Could you pretty please give me the Wu?
-[X] In exchange I could totally get you a unlimited free internet and cable connection in here.
-[X] Or maybe build you a robotic buttler/maid?
Now, let's see if that gets us anywhere, yeah?
As you looked into the serious eyes of Oro, the silent visage of Wuya, and the growing combination of anxiousness and hunger in your stomach, you decided to go with the only option you could think of that WOULDN'T result in death.
Bribery.
"C-Could you pretty please give me the WU? In exc-" Whatever you were about to say was cut off as Oro threw the Lasso at your face, nearly barreling you over with its unexpected weight.
"Sure. There ya go. I don fuckin use it, so why not?" Oro said casually, before going over to his fridge and pulling out an unmarked carton of some kind of liquid, and proceeded to guzzle it.
You continued to stare at the man who seemed o be drowning himself in something blue, even as you awkwardly shifted the Shen Gong Wu you...aquired? In your arms.
All was silent for a moment, before your brain finished processing if the man was legit.
"What. Seriously, WHAT." You weren't even scared anymore, WHAT.
This did the trick of getting Oro's attention away form his now apparently empty carton, if how he threw it over his shoulder was any indication, as you looked back towards your now much more solid form, letting loose a large belch.
You flinched at both the sheer sound and smell of it, but wanted that fucking answer.
"What? Cub, I just got done awakening the rest of your Chi, you freed my dear friend Wuya, and you've been part of our little game for not even a full moon. If I wanted you Dead, I'd have thrown a tree at your little toy plane as soon as you went near my Tree. Not to mention, the only Wu I see or feel on you is that there Third-Arm Sash, and it STILL doesn't like me after the last time I wore it. Scratch you nuts with it a few times and suddenly its all 'Claws and strangling', rassa-fukin..." Oro explained before devolving into mutterings that even your internet tested mind refused to touch.
Still, you did pick up a few things from that conversation. To start with, the fact that the old man in front of you could apparently through a TREE at a Jet while its in flight, making your previous paranoia all the more justified.
The second thing was the fact that the waist wear you've taken to wearing for both necessity and safety was QUITE a bit more sentient then you had anticipated. What with that being NONE before now.
In fact, as you drifted your eyes downward with no sudden movements to give you away, you looked towards the 'end' fabric of the sash, only to see its outside three tassels curled up in the fabric, leaving the middle dangling in what you absolutely identified as a middle finger motion.
Yep, definitely sentient. Wonder if it knew sign language...
You shook your head to clear your head of stray thoughts. That was for later. Right now, you...had some things to ask.
So, you turned your attention back to Oro, who had now retreated back into his fridge, only to come out with what looked like an entire spit of lamb, which he proceeded to dig into like a turkey leg. Spoiler: A Jungle Breakfast: Don't Ask where he Got It
You felt your eye twitch at seeing such a large object come out from an objectively smaller space, much less apparently SMOKING from a FRIDGE, but after the last few days, you just tok it in stride, taking a seat at the island now between Oro and the breakfast table.
As you did so, you noticed the Lasso Boa Boa coil around your left arm, with its 'tail' grip resting just shy of your hand, as if asking to be grabbed. It also took you a moment to even realize it happened, not feeling any kind of difference in weight or balance. Neat, that.
"So...I have SO many questions." You said, thoroughly sick of beating around the bush with this guys personality, not even caring if he could kill you. He said so himself, what would be the point.
Oro grinned around the spit of lamb for a moment, before he finally tore his mouth away and swallowed with it a large chunk of the roast creature.
"We all do Cub, it's what makes Life interesting. Now, out of me Fukin' house." With this, he brought the lamb back up to his mouth and motioned to the door with his foot in a gesture that you were again certain should not be possible with bones.
You took a back step at that, again with the sudden shift. What was WITH this guy?
"Wait, what? Why?" You asked, shocked.
Oro took a moment to roll his eyes, before resting his body on his elbow, and gesturing to you with the rack, nearly knocking you over as he swung it around past where your head was.
"I've done more for you in a night than most masters do for a pupil in a Year. I've given you a starting point, something to use to progress yourself, and some life lessons if you aren't a blind shit. I've done my job for you. Anything else requires incentive, but that's later. Now scram." With that Oro somehow hooked his foot into the crook of your waist, and before you even knew what was happening, you were flung out the conveniently open front door.
As you crossed the boundary, the force of your travel swung the door shut, as well as allowing you to hear a lock drop closed from the impact.
You groaned on the foliage covered floor for a moment before moving back to your feet, silently marveling at the lack of pain your felt even with the impact.
As you went back to the door and tried to open it again, you were met with zero results. Even when you tried to ram it with your Jet pack, the door showed no sign of impact.
So, after minutes of fruitless endeavor, you settled on just yelling until you got an answer.
"HOW WILL I CONTACT YOU, DAMNIT!" You yelled out in frustration, previous quires completely ignored.
This time, however, you were met with an answer, albeit a short one.
"FRONT POCKET!" Then there was silence again.
You were shocked at the reply for a moment before you began to comprehend the words. Front pocket? What the hell did-
You were shocked out of your thoughts by the feeling of something touching you, prompting you to look down and see that the Third-Arm Sash had reached inside your Trench-coats breast pocket, and pulled out a small business card.
ORO'S HEYLIN CALLING
NEED ADVICE? TREASURE EXCHANGED? AN ENEMY DISAPPEARED?
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You stared at the card for a moment, before gently taking it from the Third-Arm Sash and putting it in your pants pocket.
You looked at the Sash arm that was still hanging high in the air, before deciding to be polite.
"Ah, thank you?" It seems it was the right thing to say, as the Sash gave you a thumb's up before dropping back down.
Alright then...this was a thing.
Wait a minute...
"WHERE THE FUCK ARE WE!" You shouted out loud as you recognized none of the Jungle around you, neither from personal view or your Jackbots explorations.
WHAT DO YOU DO!?
[] Call the Jackbots to your Location: Better to wait in one spot, right?
[] Begin walking towards your Jet's Homing Beacon: You didn't want to stick around where you weren't wanted
[] Fly above the canopy and try and reach your Jet the fastest way possible: You Got what you Came For, Plus Some.
[] Take some wild-life samples: You never know what might come in handy, and you've got plenty to sunlight
-What samples (Ie. Plant Life, Animal Fur, Live Specimens, ect.)
[] Write-In
Choose ONE Of the Above
Gained:
Lasso Boa Boa: This is a Capture Type Wu that, when thrown, will loop around the target and ensnare it in a vice like grip that increases the more the prey struggles. If it hits, it cannot be broken out of without outside factors. It also keeps away small pests and rodents with its intimidating presence. Costs 15 Wu once to Keep Active.
END OF CHAPTER
And there we have it people, we're near our end to this Tropic adventure. Wasn't it fun? But what about our interesting friends from the prolog~ Don't worry, there are plans for them! Well, that's all for tonight, See Ya!