(Alright so I have an ability I cant control on the most overpowered way possible. I can control what, I am so uncertainly going to utilize power.) Thinking he thought on a buzzing sound. "I wish I could shoot lighting from my left hand." he tests it out immedialty, firing lightning from his left. the electricity hitting the floor, his hand disintegrates. the ash falls spreading across the floor. the pain mesmerizing seeing the static from old TVs block his vision, he falls over. his body spassas. spassing out in a frenzy *crack* a bones break, his leg one hundred thirty degrees.flopping around. his body stops. *three minutes later* He try's getting, "Ahhh!" pain is numbing his existence.
Jim try to move covered in sweat, trying to not scream. he uses his left hand to get to his he falls bending his broken leg. "Ahhhhhhg" he cant even think straight. "I huh" winded he. "wish." "I... Couldn't feel pain." and suddenly he couldn't feel. he blink his eyes trying to figure out how to fix this. feeling light headed. he try's to figure out what's happened. he rubs his head with his left."?" he wide eyed for a moment it's no longer there. Seeing his Nub. and no longer a hand. He panics trying figure out. ( I dont Know, I dont know, oh my word, how? what can I do?) His panicking stop. (I have this Magickal ring.) "I wish I knew how to fix this."
A voice quietly enters to the room. "what seems to be the problem are you not ok??" "I dont know how to do this, I lost my hand, I have a broken ankle, I am freaking out!" The voice speaks"What will you do for me?" Jim said with a dull sense of urgency. "What do you want?" The voice spoke. "Grant my wish." Jim urgent asks "What do you want?" The voice with a bit of certainty. "allow me to manifest and bring me form." without any hesitation. "I wish he would manifest, and have fom" the voice screams, the sound of moving chairs. the sound of doors Slamming.It sounded like it was coming from the a hallway. the door slams. he try's to get a response."Are.. You.. Ok?" No response the pain stops. "The ash on the floor gets blown away by a gusts of wind. "Ahh" his hand start hurting. It freezes. no longer feeling it. a wrist started forming. his left arm forms.
Jim ponders for a moment. "I don't" Seing another predicted moment. " purple leg bends, "mmmm" repressing his reaction to pain, sweating. sweat covering his body, his leg turns red, Blood flowing back into his leg he looks around a if expecting for a negative repercussion. looking up his left arm, he sees the first joints of his fingers form on his palm. (Finally some progress, feeling a reflex, he freaks out quickly landing on his feet. looking ready for physical contact, almost like a fight.