Post by Majin Moire on Feb 26, 2023 16:02:58 GMT -5
Thread PL: 64,000 | Items: N/A
Majin Moire didn't know how long she had been unconscious. All she knew was that she was still alive.
Though her regenerative capabilities have allowed Moire to recover most of her body, one of her legs was still lying at the bottom of the hill she was still buried inside of, and she didn't quite know where her arm went. With enough time it would eventually gravitate back towards Moire, but in her now weakened state she couldn't do much but attempt to reform as best as she possibly can. Each movement she tries to make to get herself out of the Moire-shaped hole shoots pain all up her system, a pain she hadn't felt before in her entire life. She grunts and groans as her remaining arm pulls the majin's body out of the crevice, and once she finally gets to peak out, she looks to her surroundings to see if the Guru and the rest of his friends have truly fled the scene and have left her alone.
To her relief, it seems as if they've decided to leave her alone and allow Moire to lick her wounds, but it still didn't do anything to satiate her fury that was beginning to boil over inside. This was perhaps the second most embarrassing predicament she has ever been put in throughout her entire life, but at least she can move about. Her hatred still very much lied with the ones that had beaten her down, but an even more fiery rage exists within regarding her supposed allies. Whatever happened to Usumidori didn't matter to Moire as she still left her for dead, and that damn Marrow abandoned ship the moment things went south. Damn that demon, damn that saiyan, and especially damn that shinjin.
With one last pull, Moire pulls the rest of her body out of the hole, and with the incline of the hill, she immediately begins to roll down the side and head towards the bottom, much closer to where her other leg was. Unfortunately for Moire, a rock blocked her pathway, and what remained of her body crashed into said rock, knocking her up into the air before she begins her descent to crash down onto the ground with a loud thud. She groans once again, at least thankful that nobody was around to witness this embarrassing display of weakness.
Majin Moire didn't know how long she had been unconscious. All she knew was that she was still alive.
Though her regenerative capabilities have allowed Moire to recover most of her body, one of her legs was still lying at the bottom of the hill she was still buried inside of, and she didn't quite know where her arm went. With enough time it would eventually gravitate back towards Moire, but in her now weakened state she couldn't do much but attempt to reform as best as she possibly can. Each movement she tries to make to get herself out of the Moire-shaped hole shoots pain all up her system, a pain she hadn't felt before in her entire life. She grunts and groans as her remaining arm pulls the majin's body out of the crevice, and once she finally gets to peak out, she looks to her surroundings to see if the Guru and the rest of his friends have truly fled the scene and have left her alone.
To her relief, it seems as if they've decided to leave her alone and allow Moire to lick her wounds, but it still didn't do anything to satiate her fury that was beginning to boil over inside. This was perhaps the second most embarrassing predicament she has ever been put in throughout her entire life, but at least she can move about. Her hatred still very much lied with the ones that had beaten her down, but an even more fiery rage exists within regarding her supposed allies. Whatever happened to Usumidori didn't matter to Moire as she still left her for dead, and that damn Marrow abandoned ship the moment things went south. Damn that demon, damn that saiyan, and especially damn that shinjin.
With one last pull, Moire pulls the rest of her body out of the hole, and with the incline of the hill, she immediately begins to roll down the side and head towards the bottom, much closer to where her other leg was. Unfortunately for Moire, a rock blocked her pathway, and what remained of her body crashed into said rock, knocking her up into the air before she begins her descent to crash down onto the ground with a loud thud. She groans once again, at least thankful that nobody was around to witness this embarrassing display of weakness.
Using Humility to set Moire's Power Level to 5,000 to reflect her weakened state
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