AtomicNut

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

I regret nothing.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

Dariya

"Bwuh?" Dariya's words failed to be pronounced, as several things happened at a breakneck speed. One, two girls had gone after whatever the witch, familiar or whatchamalit that was, guns blazing, and in one case, emulating the roadrunner. First outing as magical girl and things were getting really confusing there. Second, the red dwarf seemed seemingly okay, fussing and berating aside. Dariya tilted her head as she stared rather silently at her rant.

She really did look like she knew what she was doing, sporting an air of veterancy around her.

Perfect Dariya added mentally, as she gave a nervous smirk. She really needed to minimize the damage of her fumble... and speaking of which, the fall should've maimed or crippled them both. And yet nothing but broken pride and bruises. What was going on with their bodies, exactly? This couldn't be a fluke whatsoever. Weird...

And then attention was brought back to the redheaded girl, whom had just...asked to touch her breasts? ... Was she being sarcastic, kinky or a disbeliever her chest was in fact, real? But a breast rub was a small price for latching on a veteran and find out what was the deal with magical girls and witches... and maybe, just maybe find a manual.

Oh, if only you knew, little strawberry, the things I wouldn't mind doing. She smiled innocently, eyes closed, as she posed tall, about to give her answer...

Only to be interrupted by an almost as buxom girl with a weird... accent? A Japanese girl! And she was rubbing her chest. The best part, her dialogue was clear that she was not doing it on purpose, but in an airheaded way! She bit her lip in bliss. Another klutzy girl she could relate aswell! Somewhat unable to hide her fluster, she smiled, and cupped her hands.

"O..oh, it's fine. I'm okay, really." Dariya tilted her head. "My puppies have that sort of effect on people!" She added, giving them a half mischievous, half airheaded wink. "Speaking of which..." She saw an opening. She could do a small test, disguised as ditziness. She clenched one of her fists and then, in a mighty strike, she punched her left breast.

OWWWW! She winced. Okay, i still feel pain, and they feel as they should. But somehow... I think my structure is more resilient, and actually, I should've felt much more pain.

"BAD PUPPIES, BAD!" She yelled, her own stare in her bosom. "Stop trying to kill and confuse people!" She added. "Be nice!"

And then, against all common sense, decency and ridicule, she proceed to grab her chest with both hands, and act as if it could talk, while providing a ventriloquy voice. "We're sorry Dariya. We're so sorry. We'll behave." She said in a gruffier voice, as if imitating a doggy. It was then when the magical girl eyed the redheaded one, whose name seemed Julia, and smiled faintly.

"Well, if you want to touch them, feel free. Your friend already did. I do not mind, at all! By the way I'm Dariya!" She finished, standing tall and puffing her chest in front of Julia. Her sight briefly rested on Yuniko, who was now hurrying people, flustered as hell.

Super Cute!! Her smile accentuated, before going back to staring Julia, obviously not concerned at all with the rush.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

Couple of themes for Dariya.

Normal Dariya

True Dariya

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

<Snipped quote by AtomicNut>

Literally five minutes after I post something and suddenly four people show up.
Talent.

@DarkwolfX37

No. Lurkers.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

I was waiting on Grafroy to make a post to the dwarfcrushing but I guess I could cook something up.

The Three Kings (High Casual)

And done. Manly tears of Miro.

The Three Kings (High Casual)

Miro scoffed so slightly, rubbing his wrists and his face respectively, before reclining in the chair. His eyes glared at Beatrix who seemed to fidget and flinch everytime and then. Her feet were rather restless, and she wasn't making eye contact with Miro after the fiasco.

"Too naive, Bea. You're too naive." Miro sighed as he eyed the rest. He breathed deep as he then pat the younger girl's head, much like an older brother would have done. "I told you this would happen. Not everyone can shake their fear so easily like you."

"..msorry." The younger girl pouted."I just...just...the Demon of the construction site, I just wanted to show my buddies. So they could say I wasn't that useless."

Miro frowned, before retracting his hand. His eyes fixated himself on the thinker. "Well then. I'm not a very talkative person, and I might sound rather coarse at times. I've been aimed today twice with weapons and my side is killing me for a fumbled landing earlier. But I feel that I don't my soapy life story whole, it won't be understood." His eyes rested on the figure of the thinker.

"I'm told you're a crack of the intelligence and the smart stuff. Tell me, doesn't my face... despite being a little bruised, seem familiar to you? That's because I'm the elder brother of Olga, one of your comrades." He stared at the ceiling, lost in reminiscing.

"Mother told me to take care of her, before the Life-0 killed her. And then some marauders killed my father. I did my best to be a good brother. We were taken in this country as war orphans. And It appeared she was going to be adopted." Miro said reminiscing.

"She was, but into your project. For years I was kept in the dark. I was discarded as a byproduct, became a street urchin. Some martial artist took me under his wing. I was so full of rage back then. But he reformed me. He even made me a renowned fighter in the ring before passing from this world."

Miro breathed deep. "That's when I found out about Olga. I saw her, chased into a construction site, chased by a SWAT team. She was my sister, I had to help her. This world is so fucked up. It's dog eat dog." Miro's words choked a little.

"I killed every single last of them. Well, not really. Olga shot the last one." His eyes became a little teary. "And then she...was cut to ribbons. By one of the Seeker things. I..."

Beatrix eyed Miro and he seemed to sniffle and tremble a little. She bit her lip, her eyes fixated on her. Miro never talked about this, but the circumstances demanded it. She had done it now.

"I...attacked that thing. I drove a jackhammer in the face until it stopped flailing. But...Olga still died. I couldn't save her. I almost did it, but I couldn't." He clenched his fist, trying to refrain himself from showing how much of a mess he was. "Somebody has to take responsability for all what they did to my sister. To all of you. Beatrix thought it was a good idea to show you girls you're not alone in this."

He paused. "And I'm done brooding in my gym, feeding stray girls pancakes. So why not humour Bea and make a little entrance? Even though I knew this would suck."

The Three Kings (High Casual)

¿Hablas español?

The Three Kings (High Casual)

@AtomicNut I don't speak Italian.

@Cherry_Shield

I was quoting Khelgan from Dragon Age.

The Three Kings (High Casual)

Asschabs.