[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/NgWhiMr.png[/img] [color=cfff04]”Going to need to shower after this.”[/color] [color=888888]— Tonya “Mac” Murphy[/color] [hider=Tonya “Mac” Murphy] [b]Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Moirai Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact Magical Overload, Paragon, Blessing, Gifted Item | Monster Form, Big Brother, Arrogance, Vendetta Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer[/b] STR: 05 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03 +48 STR: 21 | AGI: 21 | VIT: 21 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 19 Earnings this post: Used coins to permanently power up Luck, - 12 Silver, 16 Bronze Remaining: 1 Gold, 2 Silver, 0 Bronze Total: 8 Gold, 130 Silver, 144 Bronze [/hider][/center] As cool an awesome as Veronica's tower was, it still didn't allow her to see everything. One of the few things that slipped under her radar was Mac. Though Mac had little difficulty flagging down Veronica when she did want to be found. Even lifting her illusion a fraction was enough for Veronica to spot her. [color=#bd71e8][i]“Let me guess, your patron wants you to participate in our operation?”[/i][/color] [color=cfff04][i]”Basically. I can't explain my reasons, but I'm going to protect Mariette and help defeat Justine. So I'm basically a free mercenary.”[/i][/color] [color=#bd71e8][i]“So long as you don't mind me sneaking you in like we did with the beach dimension.”[/i][/color] [color=cfff04][i]”Are you going to bite me again?”[/i][/color] [color=#bd71e8][i]“Would my answer to that question change your mind?”[/i][/color] [color=cfff04][i]”...Sigh...”[/i][/color] [hr] After receiving a bite on her ribs, Mac's world faded into darkness before spitting her out in Mariette's personal dimension. There wouldn't be much planning for her. There wasn't even much to think about. How many times had she entered a fight and guided the fight to a conclusion that was already decided? It happened so much she had to wonder if she was doing anything at all. Just a decade of loneliness and success she wasn't sure if she earned. Well, it didn't matter today. This was a future she liked the look of. [hr] [center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/COlSgMa.png[/img] [color=PeachPuff]“The real horror poop.”[/color] [color=888888]— Su Fang [/color] [hider=Su’s specs][b]Age: 50(?)/13 | Gender: Female/Female | Air | Uniform Fists | Focused assault, Power of Friendship, Dread wings, Avenger | Boteg Hammerspace handbag, Enhanced Transformation, Enhanced Outfit, Overcity Shift, Sorcery, Gifted, Ally(Nuncio) Focused, Subtle, Mana font, Mental link, Mystic might, Former Familiar | Limited, Alien mind, Paranoid, Vendetta, Former Familiar Dragon Scale Pendant, Ether staff [/b] STR: 03 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 03 | MAG: 07 | LCK: 04 STR: 04 | AGI: 14 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 25 | LCK: 04 [/hider] [/center] [i]Earlier…[/i] Su woke up early again. Typically she like to be up around six o’clock so that she could get to work on breakfast, but Su was a light sleeper. The new staff or the noises of some of the more monstrous guests usually had her up earlier than that. With red, bleary eyes, Su could see “3:49” on her clock’s liquid crystal display. Nothing was ringing, and she couldn’t hear anything unusual. If something had woken her up, it wasn’t here anymore. The one good thing about waking up this early is that Su could see Helga sleep. Moving their rooms together was one of her better plans, and she was reminded of this every night and morning. Seeing Helga’s peaceful face and feeling her warmpth in her bed reminded Su that all was right with the world. As much as Su would have liked to snuggle in bed and get some sleep, a pressure in her bowels informed her that was not wise to do at this time. She slipped out of the covers and walked to the bathroom. Upon entering the bathroom a fowl odor hit Su’s nose. She had never smelled anything quite like it, but “[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uyqj0mu-jtg]putrid[/url]” seemed like an apt descriptor for the word. Su nearly gagged and collapsed on the sill of the doorway. She put a vacuum bubble in the bathroom to try and trap the smell, but it didn’t quite work. Whatever was making the smell had been there for a long time, and had started to permeate the bed room. She stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. The vacuum bubble was now over the shut door. She could at least contain any smells, and sounds, to the bathroom. Visibility was low. Aside from the button on Su’s electric toothbrush, there was no light to see by. Su could make out her own silhouette in a mirror across from her. Her hand instinctively reached out for the light switch. She hesitated in flipping it on. Had a monster girl decided to take a nap in here? Had something died in here? Her waking mind wasn’t sure if she wanted to see what it was. But she had come too far to turn back now. She certainly couldn’t go to sleep without seeing what it was. Su flipped the light on. What greeted Su was not a corpse, nor a monster girl, but a large, pulsating black mass. It looked like a charred log, with black veins coursing through it. Su had seen something similar to this before. This had to be one of Samantha’s cooking experiments. Only she could make something that smelled this bad. But Samantha was never in her bed room, was she? And even if she would, there was no way she would have forgotten to flush the toilet before leaving. A skilled assassin like her would not forget such an important detail. Then it struck Su. Her mind became fully awake. Helga used the bathroom before coming to bed. Su flushed the toilet and used her wind magic to force the rest of the “air” out of the bathroom’s vent. It was nice to be intimate with Helga, but this was a bit [i]too[/i] intimate. [hr] [color=PeachPuff]“Huh?”[/color] Su looked up from her phone. She had just recieved a message from “Ronin,” but she wasn’t sure what she was suppose to do. Su hadn’t met Mariette in months, and she certainly didn’t have a way to access her international home. But she knew someone who might. [color=PeachPuff]“Hold that thought Helga. We might be fighting Justine soon.”[/color] Su sprinted towards Samantha’s room. If Ronin knew about Justine’s ploy, then surely Veronica’s girls would be lying in wait. [color=PeachPuff]“Samantha!”[/color] Su ran towards her room. [color=PeachPuff]“You need to take me with you!”[/color] [@FamishedPants] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/zW5wCbt.png[/img] [b]”Dayum Dames!”[/b] [color=888888]— Nuncio[/color] [hider=Nuncio’s stats] [b]Age: 24/12 | Gender: Male/Male | Beast Anatomy Doll | Regeneration | Nu Hammerspace Handbag, Mystic artifact, Training, Masculinity, Absolute direction Retrieval, Subtle, Supplier, Mental Link | Clueless, Alien Mind, Formless[/b] STR: 04 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 04 STR: 05 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 09 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 07 [/hider][/center] Nuncio had anticipated Penny’s first speech as queen to be a little rough around the edges, but [i]whoa boy.[/i] Everyone rallied under Cindy Ford to escape Beacon’s tyranny. Now Penny was siding with a fake Cindy that was technically a beacon member. Worse still was that Penny didn’t seem to understand what she was and weakly urged everyone else to do the same. Nuncio was no monster girl, but he understood why they were so pissed. Fortunately, Sammy wasn’t here to stop him from approaching members of the fairer sex. She was off scavenging with a few other girls. Fabio was with her, so it wasn’t like he wouldn’t know the second something happened in her general vicinity. [b]”Penny! The hell are ya sayin’?”[/b] Nuncio ran towards the Queen of Penrose. [b]”I don’t think ya people are done hearin’ from ya yet.”[/b] Nuncio’s eyes were wide open when he spoke. [b]”I’m not a monster or nothin’, but I’m not sure teaming up with beacon is a good idea. Ya know what the ascendancy is like. Janet might be your friend, but ya gotta understand what this looks like. Cindy’s Beacon now, so is you, and ya gunna team up.”[/b] With a sigh, Nuncio spoke in a quieter tone. [b]”I’m sure everyone wants ta know if ya are the queen of penrose, or the start of a beacon coup.”[/b] Nuncio had little love for the Mint, but the Ascendancy terrified him. [@Shifter_Master] [hr] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/3BsCbZX.png[/img] [color=CCBFFF][i]I’ve come to talk with you again.[/i][/color] [color=888888]— Trixy [/color] [hider=Trixy’s specs][b]Age: 30/14 | Gender: Male/Female | Wood | Skimpy M107 | Duplication, Devour | Cradle Flexibility, Hammer space Handbag, Training, Big Damn Hero, Eternal Style Top Manager, Cradle Supply, Connected, Gifted artifact | Babysitter, Exposed, Penance Devour, Devour[/b] STR: 03 | AGI: 05 | VIT: 03 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03 STR: 08 | AGI: 18 | VIT: 08 | MAG: 10 | LCK: 05 [/hider][/center] Weapons? Check. Outfit? Check. Eh, screw it, magical transformations made all of that stuff moot anyway. Trixy was all geared up and ready to enter Mariette’s pocket dimension. She stood in her room, giving the posters on her wall one final look before going on her mission. She’d have her chance to pay Justine back for abducting Betty. Though her mind was less focused on revenge and ensuring that no one else got mind whammied like that. She ran scenarios in her head and decided how to best deal with each one. Justine had been defeated by some relatively green magical girls last time. But that was an assault on her castle. She had proven to be a capable mastermind, and most of her schemes went without a hitch. [url=https://youtu.be/cfR3ZbU-oYM?t=1]But this was the first time she was pitting herself against the cradle directly.[/url] Beacon, Mint, and Justine would be teaming up for the raid. It sounded like excessive force, but Trixy was optimistic about the outcome. Samantha would be there, so would Eliza and Ronin. She need to mend things with Mariette, but that shouldn’t take long. Maybe if she kissed her hand and made it feel better? Trixy activated the “key” she had been given and teleported out of Penrose. The mission would start soon.