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Drunkard, Robber, and Saiyan [INV] Alva, Cherry
Jan 16, 2023 18:43:39 GMT -5
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Post by Chomei on Jan 16, 2023 18:43:39 GMT -5
Twelve in the afternoon. Choh had been waiting nearly three hours, in a line which seemed to stretch endlessly, to speak to a teller at Central Bank. It had been… was, one of the most boring things he’d ever put himself through. And it was all through his own design. Many, many months ago, when he’d first gotten into the habit of drinking his nights away, He opened up a savings account at this very bank, going through the same arduous wait. All in an effort to hide away some of his Zeni, before he wasted it all away on beer.
He thanked himself for being less tech-savvy. He’d heard somewhere that nowadays, you could do most of this stuff online… Though, It seemed strange, to Choh. There were still massive lines, and massive waits. Maybe these people were like him, in that they had no clue how to do that stuff either. He filled his mind with similar, dull thoughts, which cycled through his mind on repeat.
Recently, things had begun to change. He still drank every night, though not as much as before. He still wallowed in melancholic thought, just not quite so deep. Things were changing… The days were just a tiny bit brighter. He figured maybe… just maybe, he should start trying to fix himself up. Maybe it was finally time to start trying to better himself.
And so he waited, latching onto any stray thought as it passed through his mind. Every little bit of Zeni he still had was in this bank. If he was going to try and change… it had to start in this line. A line which wound through towering white columns and countless bits of metal railing, serving to herd the crowds towards an area far back. Beneath a grand balcony where more important dealings transpired.
He thanked himself for being less tech-savvy. He’d heard somewhere that nowadays, you could do most of this stuff online… Though, It seemed strange, to Choh. There were still massive lines, and massive waits. Maybe these people were like him, in that they had no clue how to do that stuff either. He filled his mind with similar, dull thoughts, which cycled through his mind on repeat.
Recently, things had begun to change. He still drank every night, though not as much as before. He still wallowed in melancholic thought, just not quite so deep. Things were changing… The days were just a tiny bit brighter. He figured maybe… just maybe, he should start trying to fix himself up. Maybe it was finally time to start trying to better himself.
And so he waited, latching onto any stray thought as it passed through his mind. Every little bit of Zeni he still had was in this bank. If he was going to try and change… it had to start in this line. A line which wound through towering white columns and countless bits of metal railing, serving to herd the crowds towards an area far back. Beneath a grand balcony where more important dealings transpired.
THREAD PL: 8029
CURRENT PL: 80 (weights used)
WC: 306
Notes: Chomei doesn't use Ki. His appearance is that of a ragged, homeless man with pink hair. He wears weighted clothes which suppress his PL, and he has not registered as a ki user.
'If I'm not mistaken,' Cherry mused, 'that smell's wine.'
