Post by Yogu on Jun 17, 2022 23:38:55 GMT -5
Thread PL: 16,000
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This whole thing was stupid and petty. Yogu knew that. But he just couldn't help himself. And he'd been doing good the past few months! He had a steady job, a waiter at the illustrious Diono's® beachside restaurant. He'd found a real home in Papaya Island and was truly making an effort to keep his head down and his nose out of everybody else's crap. Even when his boss (who he was also living with) would drop off the face of the earth (sometimes literally) he stayed put and did his job.
That's not to say his entire life revolved around making sure he kept his job, he would still take the time to train in the forest but his life really had been largely uneventful for the past month or two. Maybe that's why Yogu is where he is now. And where is that? Well, to get back to the original point, this whole thing started with the end of his shift about a day ago. Now, normally when his shift ends the rest of Yogu's day consists of locking up, then riding off on his Jet Squirrel up into the forest and training in solitude until way past midnight, then sneaking back into the house without waking up his roommates.
But on this day, when he finished locking up, his Jet Squirrel was gone. Now Yogu, being the genius he is, puts together that his ride must have been stolen! So after a little bit of A-grade detective work, he talks to the kind old woman that runs the flower shop across the street, and she gives him all of the details on the crime of the century that had taken place. With his first clue, Yogu follows this thread of yarn that leads him on some crazy adventures! A game of russian roulette, a sword fight with a master of the blade, and having to cough up 400 Zeni to some high schooler to get told where the losers who stole his dinky bike were.
This brings us to the present day, where our hapless hero is found wandering the streets of Tropicus City, a place he'd never been to or heard of before today, hoping to find his bike. He wasn't sure what to do at this point. Ask people if they've seen someone riding around on a hoverbike that looks like a block of scrap metal with handlebars?
Out of nowhere, the sky starts to rumble with thunder loud enough to shake Yogu's insides around. In an instant, the clear blue sky is turned into a torrential downpour. Yogu runs around in every single direction like a headless chicken trying to find somewhere to take a breather, only to come up with nothing. So he stands there in the rain, trudging down the sidewalk, wandering around with his head down. His bike was missing. He spent all of his Zeni to get here to find it. He was lost. And now, rain. Yeah, this was definitely a low point for Yogu.
"Stupid freakin' bike... Didn't even have a working capsule... Never buying from a garage sale again..."
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