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Private/Closed Nobody: Reruns- A Fantasy RP (GO TO PT 2)

'Storms dead... Skys about to be dead.... Your about to die... The entire timeline will corrupt.... Sounds broken to me. Just touch me.'
 
"Sky can't die, we're Skya! If we died...I'd just be mora. Which I'll be in 25 minutes but...also why would I run with someone who can't even learn to do...this. Skya said as he slowly started grinning.
 
'Can't give samples. But if you don't like the new universe I make, I can take you back here.' Suddenly a spike stabbed through Mora, and his soul began cracking. 'Clocks ticking....'
OOC
I'm gone for tonight, but avalible all tomorrow.
 
Godamnit, we've been stabbed. Gimmie control. Sky quickly took control of Skya and disappeared, appearing about 50 metres away, wounds healed
 
Well I have another idea. I'm gonna slide our body to the right, cutting it I half. Then my cells will regenerate and there will be two of us. We're more then triple our original power, and we can both fight in a different body even when being fused. Skya slid to the side, cutting the self i half. Now they moved sky's mind into one Skya, and mora into another.
 
"Owww, christ, I'm not used to feeling pain" Sky looked at his own body. "Sweet, I get my own body again! With invulnerability!
 
Suddenly, spikes surrounded them both, glowing. Error was behind them. "T-t-t-t-t-t-t-these have 10 nuclear blasts. L-l-last words?" The block was there. 'Tick tock...'
 
"Well, then maybe I could show you how I could go up to a million and one." Skuas hair turned golden. "This is a super saiyan. 10,000 blasts." He charged his ki into lightning around him. "This is a super saiyan 2, 20,000." His hair extended to below his waist. "This is super saiyan three. 500,000 blasts. And this! Is to finalize your doom!" Skya went back to base mode, and surrounded himself with a golden aura. He raised himself in the air, and his hair became crimson." This is a super saiyan God. 2.5...million."
 
All the spikes stabbed into him, glowing brighter and brighter. 2,000.... 5,000,0.... higher.... Skyas soul was cracking.
OOC
gtg. Gooooooood night!
 
OOC
That means something. I need to spice this up a bit.

The block started talking to Mora again. 'Fine.' Mora lost all eye sight. He saw a very creepy face with fangs. 'ILL MAKE YOU.' Mora suddenly could see again, and his hand jerked out and grabbed the block. Suddenly, he was flying in cyberspace, and he suddenly landed in his bed at his house.
It was the day Storm and Mora met.
Time had restarted. The only people who remembered the past timeline was Storm and Mora. Even Sky didn't remember...

Storm woke up in his bed, sweating and gasping. He drew out his soul. It was fine. He remembered it all. Even dying...
Gotta pretend now. Pretend you don't remember. You've done this before.
He slipped on the shirt and walked out, swinging his sword, as if nothin happened.
 
As mora woke up, he slid on his usual light blue gi with his usual black under shirt. It's been quite strange since he came... here and had noticed a large lack of martial arts here. He brushed his somewhat spiky black hair, but once again to no prevail. He went downstairs of his new home and took a shower, ate breakfast, and walked out the door. He isn't exactly a normal kid, considering he's an 11 year old with purple skin that can fly and shoot ki, but at least he wasn't crazy...
 
As mora woke up, he slid on his usual light blue gi with his usual black under shirt. It's been quite strange since he came... here and had noticed a large lack of martial arts here. He brushed his somewhat spiky black hair, but once again to no prevail. He went downstairs of his new home and took a shower, ate breakfast, and walked out the door. He isn't exactly a normal kid, considering he's an 11 year old with purple skin that can fly and shoot ki, but at least he wasn't crazy...
OOC
Mora remembers the past timeline.
 
Storm looked at Mora, and shook his head. He looked at the Cafe, then back at Mora. Just the same. He walked down the street swinging his sword
 
(OOC) alright.

(BIC) mora walked out of his house, he should be fourteen. Why is his power level that of when he's 11? He shrugged it off, nothing important ever happens on Sunday. He walked to a nearby cafe that was very important to him, and got the same thing from all those years ago. Maybe he could relive that moment.
 
Storm turned around. "What do you need--" There was nobody there. "..kid." Great. PERFECT. The timeline was broken, or worse. Mora shouldve been there. We'll, maybe it was better not to meet him. Storm turned around.
 
"Actually..." Storm looked around, grabbed Mora, and they were in the Void. "Tell me about this 'timeline."' He sat down on a chair that had appeared.
 
"Ah, okay. Well last timeline we met in a cafe, talked about powers, got attacked by error, met a guy who could become the sky, I fused with him, we fought error, he wanted me to reset the timeline, I said no, and he forced my hand to reset the timeline."
 
Storm jumped up. "Oh my god... Errors back..." He looked up and turned to Mora. The two blocks appeared. "Hit me with everything youve got."
 
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