Merry Christmas Eve Everyone!

And with this favorite near-holiday announcement, comes your next chapter! Ain't I a nice guy?

Now, here's the votes, and oh BOY, are they fun ones.

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[X] Try to Train Something (Costs 2 Action)
-Train Chi Control

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-YULE TIDE INTERRUPT!
-WUYA INTERRUPT!


Let's watch, shall we?


You were ready for today. You felt restored, you got closer to an old friend, had lots of pudding, and were feeling up to do something you probably wouldn't otherwise.

Exercise. *Shudder*

Yes, the mere word felt dirty. But you had to be better, if you were going to trot the globe and beat things like Super-Monks and any other insanity that could be thrown at you.

So here you were stretching, and preparing to bench press as much as you could with your three arms and two Bots to make sure nothing went wrong.

At least, that was the PLAN, before something you couldn't possibly predict happened.

The basement window of your Lab, that was made of a combination of Ballistic fibers and diamond netting, was kicked in, and before you could even comprehend how THAT happened, a figure slipped in through the narrow gap, and came to a stop before you, rising to its feet to reveal a person both wider, and more muscular than a figure had any right to be, given the amount of fat around its belly.

Still, as the figure let out a laugh, finally stepped into the light fully, having somehow been hiding his face before. As you got a good look, you only thought one thing.

'Holy shit, Santa's a Hell's Angel.'

"HA! HA! HA!"

Spoiler: Santa's Badass Brother

As the sheer fact that a SANTA just broke into you SECRET LAB, words returned quickly. You felt that you were getting better with that.

"Why the hell are you in my house in November?" Damn it, you meant to ask him how he got on the property in the first place, but the other question was at the forefront of your brain. Damn your lack of attention span.

Santa? only laughed again.

"HA! HA! HA! GOOD RESPONSE YOUNG JACK-ASS! BUT I'M NOT SANTA! I'M EVIL SANTA! I'M HERE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU'VE BEEN A NAUGHTY BOY, AND TO WISH YOU A MERRY X-MAS!" As he said, or more so bellowed this at you, he raised his previously unnoticed sack over his shoulder and gave you a thumbs out, drawing even more attention to his biceps that looked big enough to crush your skull, AND the fact that he was shirtless. Thank god his beard took up most of your attention.

"But...It's November." You shoot back, pointing a finger at the Claus in your Lab, while the Third-Arm Sash rose behind your head in a Question mark shaped curve.

That one was intentional, and it seemed Sa-EVIL Santa could tell as well, given as his grin only grew.

"HA! Has nobody told you anything, young Jack-Ass? X-Mas is the time of year when all the Evil little Boys and Girls of the World are rewarded for their mayhem and mischief! NOTHING like that goody two-shoes brother of mine who coasts off that old pagan holiday the Saxons stole!" Evil Santa lectured as he took a half seat on the massive sack he was carrying.

You felt you eye twitch, for a variety of reason from that last sentence and a half. But still...

"Could you, maybe, I don't know, NOT call me Jack-Ass?" You said through thinly gritted teeth.

The answer was so abrupt that it both infuriated and slightly amused you

"NEVER! HA! HA! HA!"

"You know, you're kind of a prick, Evil Santa."

"Why THANK YOU, Jack-Ass! You're getting into the X-Mas spirit already! But that reminds me, I have OTHER Bastards to reward this day, so take you Gift, and continue to do your Best for Badness! Ha! HA! HAAA!" He finished with an almost war-cry of a laugh.

He then reached into his bag, and chucked something at your face before you could move out of the way.

"OW! YOU Bastard!" You cried out in pain as you were knocked to the floor, head thankfully protected by the Sash quickly cradling it and using its other two 'fingers' to hold you up.

As you tried to get back to your feet and make sure there was no concussion, you could only hear Evil Santa say his last words, each sounding farther away than the last.

"HA! THANK YOU JACK, AND A MERRY X-mas to you too! I'm sure I'll see you again, cause your Sister is HHHOOOOOOOTTTTT~!" He yelled from the distance, father away that any fat man should be able to move.

Wondering if the last few minutes had actually happened, and weren't some kind of hallucination, you stared dumbfounded at the small former window, before casting your view down to the blunt object that had knocked your block off. Seeing it...didn't really help you decide if this was really happening or not.

Spoiler: Merry X-Mas!

It... was a piece of coal cut into two pieces held together by a single piece of red and white string with a little tag that said 'For You'.

You could definitely see how it had knocked you down, feeling the weight of it in your hand, and the sheer speed it was thrown with. Still, it WAS a gift, supposedly, so, with a little bit of caution, you undid the string and removed the top half of the coal, mildly tensed in case it was a trap or something.

It... was a ring. It was a NICE ring, but you weren't really sure why it was given to you. Maybe it was special? Hmmm...

Spoiler: Your Precious New Ring

As you thought about your strange new ring, and your even stranger encounter, you began to try and figure out what to test the ring for.

As you were just about to dig the bottom of it from its carbony prison, you were startled for a moment by Wuya, who had just shot through the table you were standing at, eyes glowing with the now slightly familiar light of a new Wu being found.

"Jack! The Ring of The Nine Dragons has just awakened! We MUST... What the Ever-Burning Hell?" Wuya called out in her usual Wu-exorcism fit, before the lights in her eyes suddenly cut off, now locked onto the Ring in your hand. Well, the COAL with the Ring in your hand, but same difference.

Okay, so THAT was why the Ring was your gift...

THAT JUST RAISES MORE QUESTIONS!

Still, you had a millennia old Witch in your hands, AND the Internet, so maybe you could get some kind of answer?

END OF CHAPTER

[] Explain to Wuya How the Fuck.
-The more detail we give, the more we can recieve, or use for later when OTHER people eventually ask how the fuck.

OR

[] Ignore the Ghost and Search the Internets using our Mad Skillz.
- Search EVERY Google, Ask Jeeves, and Internet forum why the Fuck.
- What do you want to find out

OR

[] Do both with Partial results to both, best to find general information, and maybe what other shit is happening.

CHOOSE ONE

GAINED:

Ring of The Nine Dragons: When worn, the User can divide themselves and anything they wear, excluding certain Shen Gong Wu over a Power Limit, into two halves. What these halves ARE, is up the wielder. This split can be done up to 9 times per person, so long as EACH division is different from the last. Any more than 9 splits, and the User risks dividing themselves from Reality, to be Crushed due to the World no longer recognizing the lines of their Existence. A Powerful Wu, but one to use with caution.

END OF GAINS

And there we go. I hope you all enjoy it, and vote for what ever you think either makes the most sense, is funniest, or some combination of the two.

And I still want Fanart, or at least some more omakes. Since the incentive of Questions to be answered for them hasn't really gotten any bites, aside from Fox, I have decided to change it up.

NOW, with each omake someone does, they can vote to add a certain value to a roll for the next round that I will determine based on how much I like said omake. Doesn't matter if it's long, short, or even crackish, I love them all, and only want this thread to grow with us all.

Okay, with all that out of the way, I hope you all have a Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays!