Epiphany said
it was a beautiful marriage
Well, the uh...wedding was fairly...interesting.
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Well, the uh...wedding was fairly...interesting.
Hillbilly12 said
So is that Proto Blade Wolf in that gif Irish tree?
Yes.
Dahlia Hawthorne said
I MEAN LEMURIA SHOULD TOTES BE MARY'S WEAPON
Wat. But she already got proposed to a partner.
Dahlia Hawthorne said
*FLIES ONTO THE OOC*BE MARY'S WEAPONPLEASESMAUG WAS GOOD BTW
WHO DO YOU MEAN? ERRRYBODY IN THE CLUB USIN CAPS LOCK!
FINALLY MANAGED TO GET A POST OUT!
(Also quick magical girl sciency question: would the transformation not be complete since Vetra isn't Curgau's fairy? Or does it even matter? Also, once they unlock the ability to henshin, can they do it any time they want?)
(Also quick magical girl sciency question: would the transformation not be complete since Vetra isn't Curgau's fairy? Or does it even matter? Also, once they unlock the ability to henshin, can they do it any time they want?)
Elaine dodged desperately to avoid the tiny bolts being flung at her by the little fairy, while Frost dueled with the armored figure, Ela was starting to get frustrated from the Fairy's intervention. Suddenly, she saw Ms. Frost run away, leaving her fairy behind, her angry gaze turned into one of absolute desperation, she knew there was just no way to fight this freak and his fairy at the same time, she knew Cleo could fight, but she doubted EITHER of them could even hurt the freak in armor. Just when she was starting to lose her zeal, she heard Ms. Frost's fairy tell her to "borrow the power of wind", and she felt something come from behind her...a draft? Soon, the winds grew stronger and stronger, gently wrapping around her as they raged...looked like it wasn't a draft after all. It felt...strange but she felt as if the wind was alive, as if it were trying to push her forward. Slowly, and surely, the wind completely enveloped her, her silver hair billowed behind her as her clothes vanished, and new ones were seemingly woven by the wind itself.
A viridian cloak enveloped her first, a hood wrapping around her hair and head and ending in a point just above her line of sight, as the wind worked it's way down, white thread weaved over her chest, forming a pure white tunic that covered her torso. Next, the wind enveloped her legs in black cloth, slowly forming pants as they moved up to her waist, the top of the pants being covered by the bottom of the tunic, oddly though, it felt as if part of the newly formed leg-garments was...ripped off. Slowly, the cloth on her left leg rotted away partially, exposing her calf. She felt as if something about this wasn't right, but silently waited as it continued, the wind moving down to her feet, soon leather boots fit snugly onto her feet, she felt something cold on it...metal? Yes indeed, the boots were armored, and finally the wind wrapped along her arms, forming sleeves that slowly connected to the tunic, however just like the pants, a part of the sleeves near her left elbow simply ceased to exist...something was off about this.The right sleeve began to change, a light blue streak flew across it and extended the entire way to her hand, and on the stripe, right next to her right shoulder, part of the blue faded and was instead replaced with a white 'II'. After forming, the entire outfit clung to her body closely, the only loose part being the cloak and hood.
She stood there in awe for a moment as the winds subsided...well, that isn't accurate, more like they started billowing around her, she stopped for a moment to examine her new outfit...whatever this wind was, it felt like it was making her stronger. Her wonderment was destroyed when another bolt from the rogue fairy flew and nearly hit her, barely missing her foot. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice squeak inside her head, it was...Vetra?! She could her what she was saying clearly in her mind, telling Ela: "Don't hesitate, Curgau is in trouble. Save her.", before growing quiet. Ela tried to make sense of this, but nothing mattered more to her right now than her goal. Turning slightly to look back at Cleo, she extended her right arm and gave her a thumbs up and a small smile before saying:"Sorry about this Cleo, looks like I'm going to need to borrow Vetra for a bit." She assumed her orthodox stance once again and began approaching the armored figure while dodging the lightning, weaving left and right as she kept her guard up, wind seemed to wrap around her as she moved, eventually the wind blew the hood off her head, and allowed her silver hair to flow freely once more, flowing madly behind her as she advanced.
A viridian cloak enveloped her first, a hood wrapping around her hair and head and ending in a point just above her line of sight, as the wind worked it's way down, white thread weaved over her chest, forming a pure white tunic that covered her torso. Next, the wind enveloped her legs in black cloth, slowly forming pants as they moved up to her waist, the top of the pants being covered by the bottom of the tunic, oddly though, it felt as if part of the newly formed leg-garments was...ripped off. Slowly, the cloth on her left leg rotted away partially, exposing her calf. She felt as if something about this wasn't right, but silently waited as it continued, the wind moving down to her feet, soon leather boots fit snugly onto her feet, she felt something cold on it...metal? Yes indeed, the boots were armored, and finally the wind wrapped along her arms, forming sleeves that slowly connected to the tunic, however just like the pants, a part of the sleeves near her left elbow simply ceased to exist...something was off about this.The right sleeve began to change, a light blue streak flew across it and extended the entire way to her hand, and on the stripe, right next to her right shoulder, part of the blue faded and was instead replaced with a white 'II'. After forming, the entire outfit clung to her body closely, the only loose part being the cloak and hood.
She stood there in awe for a moment as the winds subsided...well, that isn't accurate, more like they started billowing around her, she stopped for a moment to examine her new outfit...whatever this wind was, it felt like it was making her stronger. Her wonderment was destroyed when another bolt from the rogue fairy flew and nearly hit her, barely missing her foot. Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice squeak inside her head, it was...Vetra?! She could her what she was saying clearly in her mind, telling Ela: "Don't hesitate, Curgau is in trouble. Save her.", before growing quiet. Ela tried to make sense of this, but nothing mattered more to her right now than her goal. Turning slightly to look back at Cleo, she extended her right arm and gave her a thumbs up and a small smile before saying:"Sorry about this Cleo, looks like I'm going to need to borrow Vetra for a bit." She assumed her orthodox stance once again and began approaching the armored figure while dodging the lightning, weaving left and right as she kept her guard up, wind seemed to wrap around her as she moved, eventually the wind blew the hood off her head, and allowed her silver hair to flow freely once more, flowing madly behind her as she advanced.
Davin stared at his new body for a bit, and was honestly really unimpressed. He seemed to lack any large degree of muscle anywhere...sure he wasn't huge back home, but at least he actually had some definition. This body was extremely slim, to the point where he felt hungry just looking at how little there was to him. At least the body seemed to be fit, he jogged in circles around the room for a few minutes and didn't even feel out of breath in the slightest. While jogging, he bumped against something... a chair that had a folder lying on it. Bumping it to the floor by accident, he quickly scooped the contents of the folder up, and read them to himself.
"...Locke Braford, Age 17, Race:...How the hell do you pronounce this? Dahamper? Duhumper?...Dam...Dhampir? Oh wait, there's a footnote...Dhampir is a term for someone who is half-human half-va...vampire." He quickly dropped the folder as he realized just what those fangs meant. He was half-vampire...so did that mean he couldn't go out in the day? Feeling like an experiment was in order, he slightly pulled back the curtains beside his window and wiggled his index finger in the sunlight. Luckily, he didn't explode into ash, in fact, he felt completely normal. Deciding that for all intents and purposes this meant he was human, he breathed a sigh of relief as he opened the curtain and basked in the sunlight for a bit.
With a content, somewhat dopey grin on his face, he heard a knock at the door, and sauntered over to the door before opening it casually. On the other side was a pink haired girl with a flower clip in her hair. He waved to her a bit and said: "Hey, can you tell me where I am? I think I'm uh, just a bit lost. Or at least would get lost." He didn't even realize he hadn't put anything on since he'd woken up, he was only wearing a pair of white boxer shorts to cover himself up.
"...Locke Braford, Age 17, Race:...How the hell do you pronounce this? Dahamper? Duhumper?...Dam...Dhampir? Oh wait, there's a footnote...Dhampir is a term for someone who is half-human half-va...vampire." He quickly dropped the folder as he realized just what those fangs meant. He was half-vampire...so did that mean he couldn't go out in the day? Feeling like an experiment was in order, he slightly pulled back the curtains beside his window and wiggled his index finger in the sunlight. Luckily, he didn't explode into ash, in fact, he felt completely normal. Deciding that for all intents and purposes this meant he was human, he breathed a sigh of relief as he opened the curtain and basked in the sunlight for a bit.
With a content, somewhat dopey grin on his face, he heard a knock at the door, and sauntered over to the door before opening it casually. On the other side was a pink haired girl with a flower clip in her hair. He waved to her a bit and said: "Hey, can you tell me where I am? I think I'm uh, just a bit lost. Or at least would get lost." He didn't even realize he hadn't put anything on since he'd woken up, he was only wearing a pair of white boxer shorts to cover himself up.
Lemuria
Lemuria was prepared for something along the lines of the two being somewhat offended by her telling them to shut up, but...she wasn't expecting a sudden 180 with the red headed girl. Everything started moving at a breakneck pace...the other girl introduced herself in the same way as the red headed chick, and suddenly the number of people went from 4, to 5, and then to 4 again. Everything was moving so fast her head was spinning, and her one uncovered eye was darting back and forth trying to make sense of all this. She eventually stopped thinking for a moment and took her hat off her head and started fanning herself, because GODDAMN the sun was being an ass today. Her left hand currently being grasped by the red-head, she thought for a moment about being the girl's partner...and then it hit her that she didn't have that many options to begin with. Sighing a bit, she decided that she should at least introduce herself, it was only polite after all.
"My name's Lemuria, don't ask for my first name, I hate it. I like fishing, fish, and boats, and I can turn-" Slipping her hand out of Edelweiss' grasp and stepped back a bit before standing on her right hand and transforming. Where her right hand had been, the ivory sword stuck out and stood to be about as large as she had been, the blue patterns along the blade glowing slightly. Her voice rang out from the sword once again, saying: "Into a greatsword. Go ahead, if you think you can be my partner, then you have to at least be able to swing me." She stood completely upright on the stone floor...which she'd apparently embedded herself in slightly. Whoops.
Lemuria was prepared for something along the lines of the two being somewhat offended by her telling them to shut up, but...she wasn't expecting a sudden 180 with the red headed girl. Everything started moving at a breakneck pace...the other girl introduced herself in the same way as the red headed chick, and suddenly the number of people went from 4, to 5, and then to 4 again. Everything was moving so fast her head was spinning, and her one uncovered eye was darting back and forth trying to make sense of all this. She eventually stopped thinking for a moment and took her hat off her head and started fanning herself, because GODDAMN the sun was being an ass today. Her left hand currently being grasped by the red-head, she thought for a moment about being the girl's partner...and then it hit her that she didn't have that many options to begin with. Sighing a bit, she decided that she should at least introduce herself, it was only polite after all.
"My name's Lemuria, don't ask for my first name, I hate it. I like fishing, fish, and boats, and I can turn-" Slipping her hand out of Edelweiss' grasp and stepped back a bit before standing on her right hand and transforming. Where her right hand had been, the ivory sword stuck out and stood to be about as large as she had been, the blue patterns along the blade glowing slightly. Her voice rang out from the sword once again, saying: "Into a greatsword. Go ahead, if you think you can be my partner, then you have to at least be able to swing me." She stood completely upright on the stone floor...which she'd apparently embedded herself in slightly. Whoops.
So...what's Mary gonna do for a partner?
Epiphany said
SAXual harassment
Absolutely terrible.
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