[Rock Lee may have been convinced to take it easy, given his current state of illness. But with those dark omens and horrible noises, Rock Lee cannot ignore the call to action. So he takes to the street, a container of cold medicine in one pocket of his flak jacket and wearing his blanket like a cape as he seeks out the source of this turmoil.
Finally, he finds the wall and he gasps as he sees the unearthly creatures pouring out from that hole.]
H- how could this be?!
[It won't be long before he tries to punch ghosts.]
Phase II
[ooc note: I'd prefer a minimal amount of responders for this phase to minimalize repetitive threads. But Lee can also be free to come across your character in this situation!]
[Rock Lee had been running back and forth, fighting his symptoms while trying to find a way to save everyone he came across. But then, he saw a sight that stopped him dead in his tracks.
Neji. His lost friend, his eternal rival. The one ghost he had hoped to find here... Lee was ready to do anything to help him. "I need you to do something for me." Yes, of course, everything. Lee could not save him in the end, after all.
All the youthful mirth faded from his face as his expression grew more mournful and stoic. Lee balled his fists in determination as he stepped forward, no matter how much his illness was wearing on him. He focused his attention entirely on Neji and staggered to keep on following him. For so many years, he has been pursuing Neji in order to prove himself and overcome him. Even now he was following in his footsteps - but at this moment, all he wanted was for there to just be those footsteps for him to follow again.
And so Lee followed Neji without question into the dark. The darkness of the train tracks...]
I am coming... Please wait, Neji...
Phase III (Phase IV-oriented enemies also welcome)
[One minute, Lee was determined to keep on going and to keep on fighting against every last ghost, to his last breath.
Everything changes in an instant, when one of the touchy ghosts manages to strike Lee. The young man staggers over for a moment, and when he gets up? That brave, defiant look in his eyes is gone.
He looks around him, and the sight of all of the ghosts wreaking havoc simply make him seize with fear. Lee cannot bring himself to move a single muscle, even to fight. All he can find himself doing is running, and hiding... sometimes beneath the blanket that he still happens to be wearing as a cape.
If someone he knows is in trouble... Will he be able to stir himself into action at all?]
no subject
[Rock Lee may have been convinced to take it easy, given his current state of illness. But with those dark omens and horrible noises, Rock Lee cannot ignore the call to action. So he takes to the street, a container of cold medicine in one pocket of his flak jacket and wearing his blanket like a cape as he seeks out the source of this turmoil.
Finally, he finds the wall and he gasps as he sees the unearthly creatures pouring out from that hole.]
H- how could this be?!
[It won't be long before he tries to punch ghosts.]
Phase II
[ooc note: I'd prefer a minimal amount of responders for this phase to minimalize repetitive threads. But Lee can also be free to come across your character in this situation!]
[Rock Lee had been running back and forth, fighting his symptoms while trying to find a way to save everyone he came across. But then, he saw a sight that stopped him dead in his tracks.
Neji. His lost friend, his eternal rival. The one ghost he had hoped to find here... Lee was ready to do anything to help him. "I need you to do something for me." Yes, of course, everything. Lee could not save him in the end, after all.
All the youthful mirth faded from his face as his expression grew more mournful and stoic. Lee balled his fists in determination as he stepped forward, no matter how much his illness was wearing on him. He focused his attention entirely on Neji and staggered to keep on following him. For so many years, he has been pursuing Neji in order to prove himself and overcome him. Even now he was following in his footsteps - but at this moment, all he wanted was for there to just be those footsteps for him to follow again.
And so Lee followed Neji without question into the dark. The darkness of the train tracks...]
I am coming... Please wait, Neji...
Phase III (Phase IV-oriented enemies also welcome)
[One minute, Lee was determined to keep on going and to keep on fighting against every last ghost, to his last breath.
Everything changes in an instant, when one of the touchy ghosts manages to strike Lee. The young man staggers over for a moment, and when he gets up? That brave, defiant look in his eyes is gone.
He looks around him, and the sight of all of the ghosts wreaking havoc simply make him seize with fear. Lee cannot bring himself to move a single muscle, even to fight. All he can find himself doing is running, and hiding... sometimes beneath the blanket that he still happens to be wearing as a cape.
If someone he knows is in trouble... Will he be able to stir himself into action at all?]
Wild Card
[Anything else in mind? Come at me!]