Wu Quest: Parts 1 and 2!

by Virgo with Cheer

Hello All, I bring to you today the transcription of my currently Ongoing Quest on SpaceBattles. If you're interested in contributing, look up The Evil Within and join the fun! All are Welcome. And if you want to read it here, that's fine too! Buckle up for a growing tale of adventure, (possibly) Romance, Robits, and Pudding! Make sure to leave a comment here or on SpaceBattles!

91. Chapter 91: Beach Time, Aw Hell

And here we are! In Tropical Hawaii! More stressed than even and botless from out semi-small bout of carnage! What a great situation this is. Let's go to the beach!

Oh, and votes too.

Spoiler: Ta-da~!

[X] Look for the Wu
-[X] Wuya mentioned it's in "The sands with which it hunts" so it's probably at a beach where actual living animals live. Find one one, and potentially a pawn shop nearby in case someone picked it up. Actually ask Wuya what it looks like and get Koga to hurry and look for it. The faster you find it the more you can actually go and relax on this trip.

Now let's see what all we do.

You heard Wuya talking about sands or shit back when she was screeching her head off, so you went to the beach. Well, that, and cause you just felt way too damn tired to try treking through a tourist city right now. Maybe once you had some sugar, or rom-com anime, or something else equally jostling or sweet to wash the taste of violence off your tongue.

Almost literally, some of those bots really aimed their 'blood' spray at you. Gross.

And, getting to the beach, you felt yourself twitch just a bit more. Far from any kind of struggle or anything, there was the Wu right there in the open, before Wuya could even begin to froth or whatever the spiritual equivalent was.

The only thing stopping you from just going over and grabbing it though?

It was the prize for the local surf competition.

And there, to the side, was the Shaolin Monks, ready, waiting, and just as cut as you could have feared...and no Kimiko to balance the view out damn it.

Also a lot of other buff or steroyotypical surfer dudes, but mostly them... and a chicken on some sort of throne off to the side?

The chicken in question...was really fucking stupid looking.

Weird but maybe for a victory snack, you didn't fucking know.

END OF CHAPTER

[] Join the Competition

[] Say Hello to the Monks

[] Steal the Wu? (VERY high chance of failure)

[] You aren't doing this sober. (Join the Contest, but Drink first.)

[] Hell no, you didn't need this. ( Hang with Koga, watch the race from afar, maybe do some stuff to get back in a better headspace quicker.)

CHOOSE 1 OF THE ABOVE

As you can probably guess, Jack's kind of reaching the end of his rope. Or fuse, if you prefer that metaphor. Either one ends with a fair sized bang. Now let's see where this takes us.