[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/6HaHX5a.png[/img] [color=tomato]“Checking the oil? Big kek!”[/color] [color=888888]— Oros[/color] [hider=Nerdy GM Shit][b]Age: 60/15 | Gender: Female/Female | Beast, Gravity | Skimpy Katana | Tentacles, Hammerspace | Aighorost Gifted, Elemental, Bestial, Void Touched, Innate Awareness, Awareness, Numb, Mystic artifact Minions, Reasonable, Magical overload, Transport, Gifted Item | Insomnia, Mind bent, Big brother, Clueless, Monstrous form Thick skinned, Second Specialization | Sentinel, Devourer[/b] STR: 04 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 04 | LCK: 03 STR: 12 | AGI: 12 | VIT: 11 | MAG: 10 | LCK: 07[/hider][/center] Penrose was a mess, but that was nothing new. Shortly after the rave concluded, corrupted girls continued to run amok. In response to this, Beacon dispatched squadrons of girls to deal with the mess. They needed to protect what few normals remained, as well as guard Beacon HQ from another attack. The Ascendancy was out in full force, and if you so much as looked like you were corrupted, you were put down. Of course if you attacked them first, that hardly mattered. Dova limped through the streets. The [url=https://i.imgur.com/bZ23Iw8.jpg]fish girl[/url] had an Olympic body, but her foe managed to land a good hit on her. She had been minding her own business when she spotted a beacon girl walking through the street. Fearing for her life, she got a few of her friends together and placed an ambush for her. Turns out the isolated Beacon girl was an Ascendancy scout and more than enough to execute them all. The fish girl wasn’t sure how it happened. One moment they were all ready to fight, then the next moment they were crying in pain. Her friends sunk to the ground clenching their feet, and then [i]something[/i] stabbed holes in them. Like the ground was firing bullets into their collapsed bodies. Dova almost fell victim as well. Her feet were filled with holes, but she refused to collapse. She ran through the streets, and her pursuer sauntered after her. Dova had to wonder if the Ascendancy girl would be content with just killing her. Fates worse than death lept into Dova’s mind as she hoped for a savior. She turned a corner to break the Ascendancy girl’s line of sight and hoped to find someone close. Dova didn’t believe in a higher power, but it seemed that someone answered her plea. There was an old car with what could only be a magical girl sitting on top of it. A pink haired miko with a black dress. She was looking into a black katana. No time to think, this girl was either going to save her or doom her. [b]”Please!”[/b] Dova gasped. [b]”Let me hide in the car!”[/b] The miko didn’t hesitate. She sheathed her blade and hopped off of the hood, making no attempt to acknowledge Dova. The woman stepped around her, putting herself between the girl and whatever was chasing her. [color=tomato]“Just remember, no one rides with Oros for free.”[/color] [b]”Thank you.”[/b] The fish girl jumped into the car without another word. The windows were frosted over enough that she could look out, but anyone else would have trouble looking in. Dova would be safe as long as her pursuer was fended off or simply lost track of her. She didn’t wish any harm on this “Oros” girl, but better her than Dova. Before long her pursuer appeared. She would never forget the [url=https://i.imgur.com/9K9VxqY.jpg?1]nun with a giant cross[/url]. Her coat ended at the back of her knees, and she wore leggings that went half way up her thighs. She also wore gauntlets and grieves, yet her shoulders were left bare. She wasn’t wearing a habit either. There was a cross embroidered on the front of her uniform. [color=tomato]“Not a bad look.”[/color] Oros’s eyes went straight for the nun’s thighs. [color=tomato]“Can’t believe you stole Alicia’s gimmick though.”[/color] [b]”You there.”[/b] The nun either didn’t hear her or chose to ignore her comment. [b]”Where is the interloper?”[/b] Oros grinned. [color=tomato]“You’ve got to be Ascendancy if you talk like that.”[/color] She stepped off to the side and waved her hand at the blood trail going to the car. [color=tomato]“Shit for brains didn’t hide her trail very well.”[/color] Dova would have stormed out of the car and kicked Oros’s ass if she was in better shape. Just as Dova gave into her anger, Oros stepped back in front of the car and folded her arms. [color=tomato]“You’re not blind, right?”[/color] The nun fret her brow. [b]”I do not appreciate your tone, samurai.”[/b] Oros lifted her finger while keeping her arms crossed. [color=tomato]“I prefer shrine maiden. Shinto maidens used katanas in their rituals sometimes. Or you can call me Oros.”[/color] She raised an eyebrow. [color=tomato]“You got a name, nun?”[/color] [b]”Sasona.”[/b] The nun was relaxed at all times. Even as a frigged wind blew through the street, here eyes remained on the woman before her. [b]”I wish to vanquish the treacherous heathen and be on my way.”[/b] She spun the cross upright. [b]”Move from my path so I may deal with the corrupted witch.”[/b] [color=tomato]“Geahahaha! How do you manage to talk like that without making it sound forced? Does Beacon only recruit from a pool of historical LARPers or what?”[/color] With a sigh, Oros managed to calm down. [color=tomato]“But getting back to your request, Sasona...”[/color] Oros scowled as her brow ridge dropped between her eyes. [color=tomato]“No.”[/color] [b]”Is there a reason you wish to protect this monster?”[/b] [color=tomato]“I just feel like pushing your shit in. You look like a good fight.”[/color] she pushed her sword an inch out of her scabbard. Just enough to reveal the silver of her blade. The nun gripped her cross with both hands. [b]”I expected a fight. I don’t know why I played along with you.”[/b] [color=tomato]“Remember this moment, Sasona.”[/color] Oros closed her eyes. [color=tomato]“Right now, we are both proud fighters, sure of how this fight will turn out.”[/color] She took her time drawing her sword out. [color=tomato]“But we can’t both be right. One or both of us will be brought low by this encounter.”[/color] Sasona took a single step forward. [b]”I am part of the Ascendancy. I’m not one to be trifled with.”[/b] [color=tomato]“Oh yea? Well this is a solo Patron Observable Session Transcript, herein called a solo POST. I like my odds of winning this one!”[/color] Oros’s katana flew out of her sheath as soon as she initiated her charge. [color=tomato]“Let’s WRASTLE!”[/color] The distance between them was not far, maybe twenty or thirty feet tops. By the time Dova blinked, Oros had closed half that distance. Yet something had caught her feet. When she looked down to see what it was, black spikes were protruding through her feet and into her shins. Dova had been hit by a similar attack, but she didn’t have a chance to see what it was. But Oros wasn’t even staggering, even though it looked like she was being cut straight to the bone. [color=tomato]“That kind of hurt.”[/color] Oros pulled her leg back. [color=tomato]“Interesting use of darkness. I don’t think I’ve seen anyone use it to attack like that.”[/color] [b]”You shouldn’t be surprised.”[/b] The nun kept her distance. [color=tomato]“Right right, the Ascendancy is filled with [i][b]g I f t e d I n d I v I d u a l s[/b][/i]. I haven’t forgotten.”[/color] Oros hopped out of the shadows and into a patch of light. [color=tomato]“Let’s try that again.”[/color] Though Oros’s charge was stopped by the black spikes a second time. [color=tomato]“What trickery is this? The road is perfectly illuminated!”[/color] Sasona examined her fingers when she addressed Oros. [b]”Are you sure? Shadows cannot exists where there is light.”[/b] [color=tomato]“That so?”[/color] This was twice Sasona had managed to surprise Oros. Ascendancy girls were in a different league than normal Beacon girls for sure. Dova was worried, but Oros didn’t seem to be. In fact, her little smirk might have been an indication that she had figured it out. [color=tomato]“I get it now, you used the darkness [i]below[/i] the street. I can fix that.”[/color] Oros hopped into the air. Two giant insect wings sprouted out of the back of her uniform. That was all it took to keep her aloft. [color=tomato]“And before you get any more ideas...”[/color] Oros’s body became bioluminescent. removing any shadows that might be lingering inside her body. A confident smile crossed her face. [color=tomato]“Now our fight begins in earnest!”[/color] A black spike stabbed Oros through the chest, directly over her heart. Since she was almost entirely transparent, she could see the spike came from inside her heart, which was being fully illuminated. [color=tomato]“What. Is. This. Shit?!”[/color] Sasona forced a smile that was too wicked for a nun. [b]”You figured part of it out. I can control conceptual darkness too, including the darkness in your heart.”[/b] [h1][color=tomato]“OF COURSE YOU CAN!”[/color][/h1] Her smile only widened at Oros’s outburst. [b]”I’m not an opponent you can beat. If you surrender now I’ll make sure Beacon doesn’t treat you too harsh-”[/b] Something leathery and wet slapped against the side of Sasona’s face: a fresh heart. Oros licked the blood off of her clawed hand. [color=tomato]“You can keep it, I won’t be needing that slimy peice of shit.”[/color] There was a hole in Oros’s chest where her heart use to be. Oddly, the wound did not appear to be bleeding. Her blood seemed to stay in place despite there being a gash near her sternum. [color=tomato]“Now if you can do that shit to my brain, do it right frickin’ now! I’m not in the mood for any more tricks! Put me out of my misery!”[/color] [b]”Tch!”[/b] [color=tomato]“So that’s your limit? I might have dark thoughts, but no one has a dark brain, right?”[/color] Oros grinned. [color=tomato]“I hope we’re done flaunting ourselves like exhibitionists. I’m ready for a fight!”[/color] With her katana raised, she flew towards Sasona. Sasona wasn’t going to remain on the ground, though, Her shadow locked around her feet and held her up in the air, growing to whatever altitude she desired. Her swinging arm was strong, and despite having the larger weapon, she could move just as fast as Oros could. [color=tomato]“Of course, why not [i]also[/i] be a champ in physical prowess as well?”[/color] Dova had to roll down the car’s window to observe the fight. They kept flying higher, trying to find a way to breech the other one’s defenses. Sasona flew past Oros and tried to catch her in her shadows, but the miko’s mode of flight was nimble enough to maneuver around them. Oros summoned a tentacle on her next pass, but the nun’s shadows would mince them before they took hold. The nun fret her brow. [b]”How much longer do you plan on dragging this out?”[/b] Oros’s eyebrows jumped. [color=tomato]“We passed the 2k word mark already? Shit on a single! Better end this before it gets so long nobody reads it!”[/color] The two contents took one last swing at each other before the force of the blows pushed them apart. Oros swooped upwards into a crescent dive, and Sasona pulled back her weapon for another swing. They were both preparing something. Shadows clung to the outside of Sasona’s cross, and Oros sprouted four tentacles. Dova couldn’t risk blinking less she miss the whole thing. In an instant, the two came at each other. Adrenalin and her waning magical energies slowed everything down for her. The black nun and the glowing comet, tendrils of flesh and darkness, but the impact still eluded her. Oros made the first move. She flicked her tentacles forward to grab a hold of Sasona when she got in range. Her opponent was ready with her own tentacles, which were made of thin blades of darkness that sliced through her fleshy restraints. Not a moment later Oros hurled her katana, but this too was thwarted, as Sasona simly swung her weapon and knocked it aside. Oros was close now. She was within grappling range, if without a weapon. Sasona had demonstrated greater strength and agility than Oros, so Dova was unsure what sort of move she could pull off at this point to save herself. But then she- Woops, she blinked. When Dova opened her eyes, she could see the two cruising towards the earth. But it wouldn’t be until they both crashed into the ground that she could discern what had happened. Once the smoke had settled, she could see Oros was hugging Sasona’s head against her breasts, which were stained with blood. Oros’s back was riddled with holes, and it seemed like her katana had found its way back to the fight and embedded itself inside Sasona’s ribcage. Dova was sure that they had killed each other, but it was Oros’s rumbling laughter that let her know who the victor was. [color=tomato]“Hey, how’s the headache?”[/color] Oros was slow to stand up, but as she did, Dova could see something emerge from her bosom. There was a crystal slab between Sasona’s forehead and Oros’s hammer space. Oros needed to stand up completely and take a few steps back for the entire slab to emerge from her hammerspace. [color=tomato]“Ready for another go, I’ve got plenty of fight left in me!”[/color] Oros grabbed the alter with one hand and chucked it off to the side. Her knees were wobbling, a universal symbol of fading stamina and confidence. [color=tomato]“Y-you’re still alive, right?”[/color] Sasona’s skull seemed to be in tact, but she was still hit in the head with a nine-hundred pound chunk of rock. Her eyes were partially open, unblinking. [color=tomato]“Talk to me damn you!”[/color] She picked up the nun and gave her a shake. [b]”Mph…”[/b] She groaned before blinking. [b]”What will you do now, foul cretin?”[/b] [color=tomato]“Ah!”[/color] Oros pulled her into a hug. [color=tomato]“I was about to say, I knew the ascendancy was stronger than that!”[/color] [b]”How shameful that you defeated me.”[/b] Sasona closed her eyes. [b]”No wonder they thought I should remain behind a desk. I’m just so weak and-”[/b] [color=tomato]“OH YOU SHUT YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW YOU SLUT!”[/color] And with that, Oros popped open the trunk of the car and tossed Sasona inside. The fish girl blinked. [b]”I’m alive.”[/b] A wave of relief washed over Dova. Her friends may be dead, and she would have nightmares about this for the rest of her days, but she had survived. She climbed out of the car and prepared to leave. She didn’t care what happened to Sasona, so long as Dova could leave that was something worth celebrating. [color=tomato]“I didn’t forget about you.”[/color] Dova had just walked past the back end of the car when Oros addressed her. [b]”What do you mean?”[/b] [color=tomato]“Well I saved you. Don’t you think I deserve a reward?”[/color] [b]”I-I don’t think I have anything to give.”[/b] [color=tomato]“Hah!”[/color] Oros placed a hand on Dova’s shoulder. [color=tomato]“Surely you have [i]something[/i] I want.”[/color] Oros motioned her eyebrows. [b]”I honestly don-!”[/b] The wounded fish girl was picked up by a magical force and shoved into the back of the vehicle. [color=tomato]“I’ll check the oil in a bit.”[/color] The trunk closed, shrouding Dova and Sashona in darkness. [b]”I don’t suppose you can get us out of here huh?”[/b] But Dova got no response from the unconscious magical girl. [hr] [color=tomato]“Shit I should be dead.”[/color] Oros reminisced about the encounter while holding a [url=https://imgur.com/eEzrXot]bumper sticker[/url]. A week later and all of the excitement caused by the rave had died down. Even magical girls could only stay wound up for so long regardless of how tragic an event was. The Independent hadn’t really followed up their performance with anything, so the rave became old news. Penrose was the type of place where even world ending events like Justine or Soth’s thing were quickly buried under. [color=tomato]“I’m so frickin’ bored, there’s no one to dooooooooooo!”[/color] Oros flicked the bumper sticker out of her hands and stood up. [color=tomato]“Wait! I saved something for this occasion! I’ll run into someone important for sure!”[/color] She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a piece of buttered toast. [color=tomato]“You haven’t failed me yet buddy, lead mommy to gold!”[/color] She bit onto the corner of the toast and started to run through the streets. Disguised of course.