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    Strawberry
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    Post by Strawberry 19th October 2018, 7:15 pm

    Naomi took a while in her home getting ready. Tonight was the night! It was the night where she could run about all over town and hoard stacks upon stacks of candy! So, she spent all of the money she received on her most recent job - along with a little bit provided by her father under the table without her mother's notice - towards an adequate costume to fit her desires for the sweet treats. The costume was simple, yet effective. She had on a black skirt, with a white zip up shirt, with two straps over the front, with a third serving as a belt. Lastly, Naomi had on black leggings with high white boots, and a yellow scrunchy to finish off the set. That is, finishing off the set with an orange wig as well. Oh, and how could she forget about her temporary tattoo! Just to match the one the character has! While the costume did reveal both of her eyes, dark lines underneath them and all, Naomi was ready. Ready for the night to remember!

    Grabbing a pillowcase, Naomi-ko, as she now dubbed herself with the costume, rushed out the door before her mother could even noticed herself being gone, and rushed out towards the haunted house of Mura Kensho, her mentor and guild ace. This would be where she would start, not only because she could sucker her mentor into some candy, but also because... well... having a person with literal ghosts around them would be AWESOME for this night.

    It took a while, but after a bit Naomi came up to the front door, and began slamming away with her balled-up fist, mostly out of anticipation. It was loud and probably obnoxious, but she didn't have time to care about that. Naomi was ready. Ready for the night. She almost didn't notice what seemed to be a black powder falling all around her. Naomi almost had a visible question mark come above her head, but the powder didn't distract her for long before she continued to slam away at the door, yelling for the shorty to come to the door, HOPEFULLY with some treats to accompany him. He did make her wait this long, of course.

    "SENPAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!! COME ONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!! WE HAVE TO GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!"

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    You guys enter however you want, we'll come across the enemies one way or another :creepycaster:
    Costume is based on the female Ritsuka Fujimaru, informally known as Gudako.


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    ivyleaf33
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    Post by ivyleaf33 20th October 2018, 2:18 am

    What happened

    just now
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    I closed my eyes
    &
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    Ever since the strange black pollen had begun falling from the sky, Sorano knew that something was wrong. Perhaps it was the crazed looks that people sent her after she catapulted herself off the guild hall balcony, or the disgusted scowl of the bartender after the letter mage magically teleported the entire refrigerator into her office. Or maybe it was Hoshi’s sudden cocksure attitude, strutting around the guild hall with a haughty smirk on her face, bullying the other exceeds or mage companions with unusual confidence. Either way, the letter mage was certain that something had changed – what it was exactly, she did not know. And she did not have much motivation to find out, either. In fact, the very thought of long, tedious work disgusted the girl to her core, bringing a yawn to her mouth and sleepiness to her mind.

    Today was one more of those days, where there was a faint niggling sensation in the back of the girl’s head that something simply was not right. And like any other day such as this, it would be quickly forgotten after the guild master chugged down five consecutive boxes of juice, letting loose a wild belch afterwards and knocking the tetra foil boxes off of the table. She needed to distract herself, and she had to do it fast. Sprawling out over the bench, Sorano considered who she could find now and irritate – it had been a while since she’d done anything with her guild members. Hmm…ah, right! Of course – Mura! With a wild cry of glee, the wild child burst out the door without a second thought, still clothed in juice-stained pajamas. Startling briefly at all the Halloween decorations that had appeared in the festival town, it came upon her what the date was.

    Halloween! Maybe she could get some free candy like this, no? Looking down at herself, the letter mage did a quick, sloppy spell that transformed the pajamas into a white, red-stained sheet with holes cut out for eyes. Perfect.

    The child sped through the city, looting candy from everywhere she could see, hurtling towards the home of her closest guild mate. It had been a while since she’d visited Mura’s house, but her feet knew the way, bringing her towards the humble place he stayed in with all those weird spirits. Occasionally, her hand would reach out, or a tendril of magic, hooking baskets and buckets of candy and dumping them into the magical storage spaces that her mirrors made up. Having developed a sudden craving for sweets after the beginning of the falling black powder, the colorfully wrapped desserts were irresistible to Sorano, chemicals and all. She’d probably consume it all over the next week, resulting in a throbbing stomachache, cavities, and bouts of extreme hyperactivity.

    By the time the girl had left the main street, turning down to more peaceful neighborhoods, houses empty to celebrate the spooky holiday in the center of the city, her mirrors were filled to the max with candy, pieces practically falling out of her pockets. Here, the atmosphere was weirdly spooky, the faint murmur of celebration audible in the distance, and faint lights trickling through the rows of houses and trees to reach where Sorano had paused briefly, supporting herself with hands on knees in the middle of the street. The black dust fell steadily from the sky now, and looking up revealed naught but a massive expanse of pure darkness. Not a single star or natural source of light could be seen above, and for a moment, a wave of nausea rushed over the girl. Quickly lowering her head with a nervous gulp, Sorano shuddered, rubbing hands up and down her arms.

    What a strange sensation it was, her sudden fear. A lack of emotions had left the girl with only the tiniest bits of sensation when put into life-threatening situations, and suddenly feeling them once more was quite the shocking experience. For a moment, the youth stood there, chest heaving in and out with shaky breaths, eyes wide and quivering in shock and fear, multiplying by the second. Here she was, all alone in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by what seemed to be pure darkness falling from an empty sky. Without the aid of her lack of emotion supporting her, Sorano was incapable of upkeeping her title as Saint of Tranquility, proven to be able to maintain her calm in any situation. It took a good several minutes before she found herself capable of moving again, pushing foot after foot forward and popping several candies into her mouth, if only to feel that brief rush of energy, forcing herself to move in some manner. It was in this slow, strangely plodding and shuddering manner that the girl made her way to her teammate’s home, appearing at Mura’s home with a face white and ashen with shock.

    Already there was a girl seemingly dressed in some sort of cosplay, black and white outfit on that contrasted sharply with her orange wig and yellow scrunchie knocking loudly on the shaman’s door. Who the hell was this? Moving closer, the audible wail of “SENPAI” could be heard, the source being this weirdo’s lungs as she hammered away on that poor door like there was no tomorrow. Sorano frowned, then narrowed her eyes. Actually, the weirdo looked vaguely familiar. Was she not a member of Fairy Tail? The letter mage pondered the issue for the briefest of moments before deeming it an unimportant fact, joining her instead on the other side, hammering equally hard on the near-defeated wooden structure. “MURA, C’MON, OPEN THE FRUGGIN DOOR ALREADY JEEZUS,” would be her battle cry, her body suddenly re-energized at the thought of irritating her ace a bit – something along those lines, while still dressed in that rather disturbing ghost costume.
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    Post by Mura Kensho 20th October 2018, 5:22 am

    What the heck? What the shit?! What the frick?!? This numbness couldn’t get any worse than now, forcing Mura to wiggle around in his bed with a dark-purple flame engulfing his body. Two days in a row, this magic had played around with his mana pool, and he was losing focus more and more. The worst part was that he wasn’t the only one affected by this weather; wherever he went, people weren’t the same anymore. The herb shop owner had his shop open every time that Mura passed by! HOW EVEN?! And not to mention the sudden lack of juice - despite having an endless supply thanks to a certain Dragon Slayer - as well as the entire refridgetat… wait, refritega… no, refri-refrigeta-refrigerar-refri-REFRIGERATOR! Yes, that was the word! Man, this was a pain in every fiber of his body!

    Kyuken and Zirconis were by now the only entities in Mura’s radius that weren’t affected by the black pollen. Somehow, Mura’s magic negated some of the pollen, but because of mana loss, he was succumbing to it more and more. Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, DAMN IT, JUST A LITTLE SILENCE… nope. His world was wrecked and flopped upside down, crushed through a bedrock layer and dumped straight into the Underworld.

    “D-Damn, is he possessed?!”
    “Ain’t that a little ironic! ‘Oh, the great Ghost Slayer, bitchified by a haunting ghost’-“
    “I-I don’t think that’s the problem here… *Mura’s body wildly flailing up and down on the bed* Maybe he’s having a wet dream?”
    “… I don’t even- how? How can you ask such a question?”
    “I mean, that’s what I look like whenever I’m throwing a fit with these things…”

    Mura’s hand suddenly harpooned up in the air, all five fingers stretched out and seemingly crooking as if he was trying to grab something. Unclear words escaped his mouth as a sweat pearl trickled down his cheek. “I… I remember it… it came so suddenly, it was all in my grasp!” the shaman emitted. Several question marks popped up from Kyuken’s and Zirconis’ heads as the former was compelled to ask: “W-What?” “Her boob! Her sweet, meaty, voluptuous melons! They shot warmth directly into me like a microwave!” His fingers went crazy and wobbled everywhere, simulating how he deeply desired to grope… okay, how many chests had he been in contact with in any sort of way by now? If we went chronologically - practically every women he had ever had the pleasure of accompanying; Kiki, Kanix, Hisui, Sorano, Hana (his belly was still warm from her melons' embrace back at Phoenix Mountains. How ironic), Hera, Chiyo, Eris, tanuki-hat-goddess, Mythica, Charlotte, Naomi and a few others who could've sent him to jail if he mentioned...

    So much life energy from mere imagination of two body organs… it was so simple and pathetic, but it was just like him…

    His mouth was watering too. He could imagine such feasty, bouncing meat orbs with the perfect texture and moisture enveloping his very fingertips by contact- this was going far too beyond his own imagination, and his Darkness Magic felt just at home with his perverted thoughts. As a fellow pervert, Kyuken was absolutely astonished by the development of his.

    “L-Look at him go! He’s even more of a pervert than me!”
    “Because that I know you better, I say that it’s your fault. Your lust is contagious…!”
    “N-No it’s not! That’s not possible, you’re making that up!”
    “It’s rather darn, goddamn obvious, isn’t it?! Constant spirit fusing with a hopeless masochist like you finally got to him!!!”
    “Come on, it might as well be your fault! You’re the one whose magic resolves all around the word pervert; seriously, who has a spell that removes people’s clothes?!?”
    “It’s a side-effec- you know what, you’re not even worth the details!”
    “In the end, you’re likely the ultimate pervert! The epitome of pervertedness, that’s what you are!”
    “Says you! I bet that all the pervert stars aligned, at the top of Mount Hentai prophesized by the mighty Pervert Lords to alarm your birth which brought endless shamelessness to the land, because you’re SUCH A PERV-“

    There was several, heavy knockings on the door by now. Mura escaped his fantasy land and rose up from the bed drenched in sweat. By the sound of their voices, it was… Naomi and Sorano? What were they doing here… oh wait, yeah, that thing. Quickly jumping from his bed, Mura donned his pumpkin helmet and black cape, then proceeded to open the door only to be faced by the knocking hands.

    They looked sweeter than creepy. What a disappointment. “’Sup. Flatchest-kun, Gag-kun… there’s no way that people will give you candy donning such confusing outfits!” He suddenly began rebuking them for their ‘poor’ choices of outfits for Halloween, “People desire the simple and appreciate the classics, that’s what separates the true geniuses from the tryhards!” He cackled a little whilst tipping his pumpkin helmet, having both Kyuken and Zirconis escape his room and approach him with a bunch of black mist escaping Mura’s house.

    “G-Guys, Sorano, Master, it’s terrifying, Mura’s been all uptight- what the hell are you wearing?”
    “Is that a mummy? Hey, is that the weird swordsman from the Clorax manga?”

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    Post by Althea 20th October 2018, 5:07 pm

    althea eventide
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    Black pollen descending from the sky wasn’t anything Althea had previously paid any heed to it, simply brushing it off as a possibly normal occurrence that specific time of year in that specific area.  But unfortunately soon afterwards she had attempted to drink a juice box out of pure habit only to find that it didn’t taste all that great.  In fact, it was more like the opposite, so much that the water mage properly spit out what she had drank and disposed of what remained.  So, Althea briefly decided that the black pollen must have changed the taste seeing as she remembered it being much better, but she then deduced that her assumption made just about zero sense.  What egghead would even consider something like that the truth?  She must’ve just evolved past the fruity flavor, and she couldn’t even begin to really understand the whole reason she liked it so much.

    But now Althea walked through the moonlit streets of Magnolia, alive with the presence of children.  But her nightly trek was not devoid of purpose, in fact it was quite the opposite.  She needed to know her future kingdom like the back of her hand - at least that’s what a proper ruler would do!  And since she was the only one in the entire world fit to be a ruler what the blonde did itself was the definition of “proper ruler”.  One day Magnolia -- no, this entire earthly domain would be hers!  Yes, world domination was in fact something she looked forward to, and not because she saw any worth in the disgusting place.  There was no location in the entirety of existence worthy to be blessed by her presence, and her very being transcended it all.  Instead she was motivated to do so because there obviously wasn’t anyone as amazing as her around to do the job.  And even if there was, which there isn’t, she would still claim to be the best.  How could people double check if competition was dead?  And that alone could be the sole reason for such a right: that others didn’t do it first.  But for now she climbed the ranks, slowly spreading her influence until she could first dethrone the Magic Council and execute the royal family before heading Fiore and squashing other nations under her foot.  The thought appealed to her so much that she began to drool, having to wipe it away with her sleeve.

    All Althea needed to do at the moment was lie in wait, building up her forces while waiting for the perfect moment to enact her plans.  But first, she needed to know why underaged humans were wandering around the streets dressed as the menances she regularly vanquished.  Or at least some of them, there was an odd kind of variety of both the ages and costumes of those lugging around containers of candy.  So, the slayer approached a group and inquired about the fact, being answered that apparently on that night an odd festival called “Halloween” occurred in which young strangers appeared at old strangers’ houses and demanded candy.  And thus Althea concocted a plan to further spread her popularity by reminding the residents of Magnolia that she lived there and that she definitely appreciated and read their fan mail.  Erupting into the nearest shop for such te occasion, the mage picked out what was apparently supposed to be a maid outfit complete with a blue dress, white apron, and shiny black shoes.  With only herself and a pillowcase, Althea had made her way through a chunk of Magnolia before detecting a few familiar magical signatures.  Investigating, she found that it seemed like two trick-or-treaters were at a door with someone else being the one to answer the door.

    “Ah!  It’s Sorano-chan, Mura-kun, and someone else, nya~!”  She in a particularly high pitched voice while approaching the group, realizing that the one in the sheet was the solid script mage.  Weird choice, she couldn’t begin to guess what she was supposed to be, same with the person next to her who had on a weird bright orange wig.  But still she offered her guild master and ace a sweet smile before turning to the stranger amongst them.  “It’s so nice to meet nya!  Making new friends is always so much fun, nya!”  She chirped, giving a curt bow to the stranger.  “What are you all up to now, nya?”



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    Post by Mythica 22nd October 2018, 12:01 pm

    Time... She needed more time....

    Grumbling and murmuring to herself, Mythica furiously trudged forwards, both her hands clasped tightly around the end of what appeared to be a large sack. The brown sack had red splotches all over it, and to the onlooker seeing this situation, many would assume Mythica was dragging a body... Many would be right. However, this body wasn't exactly... Dead, persay.

    A furious jolt came from the sack as it began to wriggle and squirm, Mythica growled angrily and gave it a furious kick. "Shut up! Before you end up like your mommy!" The girl yelled with an unusual tone of rage. An inaudible whimper was the only thing that could be heard from inside the bag as the squirming stopped and Mythica continued to drag it through the forest. Breathing heavily the entire way. Something was happening, and Mythica didn't like it one bit. She didn't really notice it at first, but it soon came into full focus when the girl found an opening in the trees to gaze up at the moon. It was black. Eerie and dark. Not only that, but this mysterious pollen had fallen from the sky around the entire region as well! What was the meaning of this? This was SOMEONE's doing.. But who? It didn't really matter though, whatever this stuff was it was severely effecting Mythica. The clock eyed mage was beginning to feel different. Stranger... And because of this... He was finally able to speak to her directly.

    "The sky is surrounded in shadow, and with it my influence grows stronger within you."
    "Shut up you animal! I don't want anything to do with you!"
    "Is that true? Is that what you really feel like? Or is that what Laplace feels like?"
    "Nghhh! I said stop! Get out of my head!"
    "Mythica... Me and you both know that is not possible. After all, don't you remember what I told you?" Mythica's body tensed as the words of this being dug into her mind. Its invisible clawed hands scratching her brain... "You will never be alone again..." Mythica's clock eye grew brighter for a second before she unleashed her full anger! Swinging the sack around with both hands as she yelled, it flew through the air and hit a large rock! There was no more movement from inside it this time. Only a large pool of deep red started to form near its bottom as it started to drip onto the dirt.

    She needed to get out of here. But where was here? The moon overlooked everything! The entire world! Where could she go to escape! Where could she find solace!? Where could she find peace!? Mythica's head raced with a million thoughts as the dog demon in her mind growled and howled after her. Like she was being chased by a pack of demonic wolves. However, that's when she saw the city of Magnolia... Mythica wandered to a cliff edge overlooking the entire town. Despite the darkness that blotted out the stars, the entire town seemed to be lit up with festive lights! Mythica than remembered... Her boyfriend lived there.

    She wandered through the vibrant streets for quite some time, after realizing she had no actual idea where Mura lived. To be perfectly honest with herself, the only thing Mythica knew for certain about Mura was that he was a Fairy Tail wizard. The girl was dressed in a black and white dress, with a large white eyepatch covering her clock eye. However, the white was in contrast to the red splotches of blood spread across it. She even still had some on her arms and hands. This night was making the girl crazier than usual, and she had no idea why. She needed to find Mura. His presence was the only thing that could stop Mythica's mind from losing control and making a costly mistake. The woman gathered quite a few looks as her deranged expression and blood splattered clothes caused some concern. Many children took the hint and stayed out of her way, however most people were convinced this was simply her Halloween costume. Luckily for them Mythica was currently fighting the urge to eat all of them right now. Something about this moon had completely shifted the balance within her. Now instead of the happy go lucky, cruel humored Laplace demon, Mythica was being far more influenced by the dog demon himself. And the results were starting to show themselves. Her senses had been enhanced ten fold, and the stench of blood on her clothes was driving the girl completely mad. That was until her senses picked up something very interesting.

    Not too far from her current position Mythica heard the voice of a young girl call out Mura's name. She had no idea who this woman was, but they appeared to be also looking for him. She also noted the girl called out the name of someone the girl was not familiar with. Some Sorano or what not. It didn't matter, she needed to find the source of this squeaky voice and hope it was not mistaken. Finally rounding the corner she saw Mura in the doorway to a house. In front of him were three other girls. She could sense something about him was different as well... But just seeing Mura was enough to calm Mythica down. The wave of energy soothed the woman as her heartbeat slowed down. She was hesitant to approach, but decided to force herself too anyways. She didn't recognize any of these woman, but it didn't really matter, she wanted to see Mura. She just hoped they weren't getting any thoughts about the wizard... Otherwise she'd have to educate them herself.

    "H- Hey Mura." That was all Myth was able to say. Oddly enough she seemed quite nervous. Something that would never occur under normal circumstances. But these weren't normal circumstances, and by the looks of the other wizards in her midst, Mythica could guess the felt similar....

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    Post by Strawberry 22nd October 2018, 6:32 pm

    Someone had joined the fray in banging along the door, and it seemed like this battle was going to be won! The war cries that shook the battlefield, the phalanx of the door was weakening, yes! All it required from one more push, one more battalion to come forth to destroy its ranks. So, it was then, that Naomi - the hero that this world needed and deserved, of course - to deliver the final blow. And as she went to perform her ultimate attack, the Ultra Dynamic Door Crusher of Death....

    The door opened.

    Swiftly catching her hand before Mura got Deathified, Naomi was caught immediately upon hearing Mura address the two of them. He addressed the ghost as... flatchest-kun, and herself as... gag-kun!?

    A fire was immediately sparked. A flame that could not be doused any time soon. Literally jumping onto the back of her mentor, wrapping her arms around his neck to start choking the life out of him. Did she wanna kill her mentor? ......yes. No one calls her a gag.

    "WHO DO YA THINK YOU'RE CALLING A GAG, HUH PUNK!? I MAY HAVE BEEN CREATED AS A SATIRE CHARACTER, BUT I AM STILL COMPLETELY SERIOUS! BESIDES, IF YOU WANNA CALL ME A GAG, WHY DON'T WE TALK ABOUT YOU, EH? YOU'RE A LIVING GAG, YOU LITTLE BI- huh?"

    The first part of the little rant of hers came out in the godly speech of her bloodline. Somehow, Naomi would randomly speak like that without realizing, and confuse the people around her. Not even she knew what she was talking about sometimes. Satire character? What does that even mean!? Anyways, a new person was approaching the group, and asking what they were doing. Well, at the moment, Naomi was just strangling her mentor because he called her a name... but that didn't seem like the best course of action to take this conversation with. So, she quickly hopped off of Mura, and dusted herself off, then bowed to the... cat-girl? Or was she just trying to be cute or something... Probably the latter.

    "Gomen, gomen! Uh, I was just gonna take Senpai with me to go trick or treating. That was, until he decided to call me a... particular thing... how 'bout you?"

    Someone else was approaching the group, and this was starting to look like an anime scene. One guy, 4 girls. One of them being the dark and edgy one, another one trying waaaay too hard to be cute, then there's the girl underneath the sheet. What would she be? Eh... probably just the basic bitch, the one that the main character always gets with in the end. So... what did that make Naomi? She couldn't think of any spot that could fit her persona, her looks, or anything, except maybe...

    "THE LOLI!"

    She blurted aloud, obviously having been entranced in her thoughts ever since the eyepatched edgelord came about. Her face became beet red at the immediate thought of her being the "loli" of the harem. Technically, she was underaged... So... that meant...

    Naomi shook this thought off immediately, then returned her attention to the others. They were all mages, as she could tell, and they were all extremely powerful! This would be an awesome experience for the young copycat mage. They could tell her stories about all of their awesome exploits while they trick-or-treated! Mura would tell the story about how Naomi defeated 150 ninjas using death magic all in a single night, when she had to quench her evil dark side's influence in order to avoid from annhilating an entire town! And how finally, after all of that work, they just laughed it over and said that their friendship was what got them the win in the end...

    Wait a sec, that was her fanfiction from last night!

    She couldn't let Mura talk about how lame she was! Naomi didn't ever do anything of noteworthiness, and all of these awesome super powerful mages would make fun of her, and joke about how dumb she is. Naomi would be like... It would be like...

    SHE WAS RADITZ!!!

    Quickly shying away a bit, staying near the over the top trying to be cute and kitty-like one, Naomi just began muttering to her, trying to hold conversation, but instead just getting out a bumbling mess of words that could barely be heard.
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    Post by ivyleaf33 22nd October 2018, 9:14 pm

    What happened

    just now
    ?

    I closed my eyes
    &
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    After a long bout of ferocious knocking, each oddly dressed girl putting in the greatest effort possible into their task as was possible, the door seemed to finally bend under their will. A mounting thrill built up in Sorano’s chest, her preparing to defeat the foe in the next couple of strikes before the wooden structure swung inward, the girl finding herself flying forward to topple over onto her face. “fUCK!” came the garbled cry as she choked around the ragged ghost costume’s fabric, stumbling over herself in an attempt to right herself. “Stupid fucking doors and stupid fucking costumes.” Having conveniently lost any semblance of a filter since the effects of the black pollen, Sorano’s rather elementary vocabulary of uncouth language would be put to maximum usage. After all, cussing was an art form that required practice and skill to perfect – practice and skill that the girl did not yet possess.

    It seemed that Naomi, however, was much better suited to yelling at people, as the other mage went off on a rant about Mura’s unfortunate choice of nickname, having jumped on his back with her arms wrapped around his throat. Oh jeez, was she about to watch her teammate die? Lit. But first, she had to find a way to untangle herself from this mess she had fallen into.

    With great effort, the letter mage would make her way back onto her feet, crumpled sheet of fabric wadded into a ball that she clutched protectively to her chest, wincing at the throbbing sensation in her face from that unfortunate fall. “Aw, shut up Mura, it ain’t like you’re wearing anything better either, yeah?” Throwing a deathly glare at Kyuken, she puffed out her chest in a defensive gesture, before glancing back suddenly at a familiar voice.

    Or…not-so-familiar after all. The unnaturally high-pitched nature of the words that called out the mages’ names seemed to be emitted from a girl dressed in a maid outfit, ending her greeting with an uncharacteristic “nya~”. Was that…? No, it couldn’t be, right? But alas, indeed the figure making her way over to Mura’s door would be the chipper juice queen of Fairy Tail, Althea flashing a sweet smile before releasing a rapid fire stream of introductory statements, each punctuated by that ridiculous phrase. “A-Althea? What the hell are you s’posed to be?” The letter mage squinted suspiciously at the blonde, as if trying to see into her brain. “And why the fuck is everyone here tonight, man? Was there like, a party or sumn’ I didn’t get invited you! Jeezus man, I know I’m like blah-blah boss lady all the time but at least let me in on the fun sometimes!” As a wave of emotion crashed over her, Sorano briefly burst out into uncontrollable sobbing, shoving wads of candy in her mouth to cope with all this sadness before finding herself rather rudely interrupted by by the presence of a new aura in the area.

    Abruptly, the tears would stop, and the letter mage swiveled around to see this edgy-looking serial killer chick dragging what appeared to be a body bag behind her, casually greeting her teammate like there wasn’t blood all over her clothes. Surprisingly, she appeared almost timid, as if frightened by this rather pathetic ensemble of mages before her. Certainly, the gathered group was anything but normal, but was it truly enough to inspire terror into the hearts of serial killers? The thought sent a thrill through the teen, before Naomi’s sudden abrupt screech of “THE LOLI!”

    Instantly, Sorano was up on her feet and in the wigged mage’s face, screaming back at the top of her lungs. “WHO YOU CALLIN’ A LOLI, SIS?? I GET THAT I’M SHORT AND UNDERAGED AND FLAT AS SHIT BUT THAT IS NO FUCKIN’ WAY TO ADDRESS YOUR GUILD MASTER! IF ANYONE’S A LOLI IT’S YOU!!” Having completely misinterpreted the weeb’s remark, the letter mage would cross her arms irritably over her chest before stalking off into the corner, deep scowl etched into her features. How dare a mere noob treat her of all people that way? Was there no respect in the guild? Had the hierarchy been toppled??

    In fact, her entire purpose for coming seemed to have been forgotten, Sorano’s emotions having engulfed her mind so completely that she seemed incapable of taking a moment to think things through. The twinge of uneasiness, that sense of wrongness would suddenly return, and the girl groaned, slamming the palm of her hand into her forehead. Not again, she did not have the time or energy to deal with this right now. Instead, she meandered her way back to the rest, only to be bashed in the head by a flying pumpkin thing.

    “Okay, first of all what the HELL—” Sorano’s uttered curse would be swiftly muffled by another bash from the back by the strange flying creature, quickly joined by three more. The letter mage found herself on the ground again, covered now by a thin layer of that strange black powder that she quickly tried to dust off. What were those things? Appearing to be flying pumpkin creatures, the monsters now ducked and wove all over the neighborhood area, wreaking havoc everywhere they went. Garbage cans would be overturned, gardens would be devastated, all in a whir of gnashing pumpkin teeth and otherworldly squeals.

    The newest emotion now to envelope the letter mage would now be pure and unfiltered rage, the girl leaping up in a fit of anger to try and yank a pumpkin thingie from the sky. Although the figure wavered in its path, the child’s lack of weight would only lead to herself joining the creature in its flight path, feet lifting from the ground. A change in plan was evidently needed. Reaching into one of her mirrors, the letter mage extracted a paper umbrella, flashing it open and admiring the pretty panda patterns on it. What exactly was this used for aga--? Oh, right.

    With the thought of pandas, Sorano would quickly fall from the sky, bringing the pumpkin with her after conveniently turning into a very big, heavy panda. Oof.
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    Post by Mura Kensho 23rd October 2018, 11:17 am

    He found it strange about the fire in Naomi’s eyes. She was most definitely a gag in his book, so why was she- oh god, that hurt, that hurt a lot! She was choking him! Why was that loli choking him now?! “H-Hey, *urgh* s-stop cho-*urgh*-ing me-“ he protested violently, flailing around as Naomi wouldn’t cut a break… until she quickly did so. Huh… she must’ve made her mistake and prepared to apologize- nope, it was just Althea who arrived… wait…

    … Something was off with people. Mura clearly didn’t feel different due to his tasty magic which gave a huge middle finger to all types of Darkness Magic, and yet even he had a rather altered point of view on things. For instance, instead of turning his personality upside down, he was simply releasing all inner thoughts, whether if he found moral in what he thought or not. It wasn’t always that Mura agreed with himself, but the boob thing was clearly just an urge. A simple yet OHHHHH so vast and destructive urge of his, he was the simplest boob fanatic or whatever. It was partly his heritage’s fault; Pluto was a pervert himself, having kidnapped some random girl named Prosapina and married with her right away without context or time to get to know her. She was just doing her own thing, running wild in the lily fields near her home and enjoying the beauty granted to her by the heritage of… what was her name again, Ceres? Yeah, Ceres, one of many beings living in Olympus - how the hell did they get into Mura’s lineage, anyway?

    Anyway, she was just kidnapped by Pluto. No space to talk. Nope, he just had an instant crush and boom - along the line, Mura came to be after so many generations. Then again, you could say that it was partly his family’s fault too; you see, Mura’s mother did die when he was just 2 years old, and along his childhood, he did spend a lot of time in his father’s harem… you could say that he had unconsciously developed a sort of Oedipus complex, which would make a lot of sense to most of his lucky moments in Fairy Tail. Hah, what a pervert…

    Where were he? Oh, yeah; Althea had arrived in maid outfit, and that just enraged him. That was just an even bigger middle finger to the whole concept of Halloween; for the love of all the gods that people could mention, Althea, it was Halloween!!! At the very least, she could’ve taken something actually creepy on. “… That’s not even a Halloween outfit, though,” he stated, “That’s more like… a Sylvester costume. Yeah, wrong holiday, Althea.” It wouldn’t prevent him from squishing her cheeks with a hand like some dominant teacher.

    Things got more interesting when a girl covered in actual blood joined the crew. He could sense it… someone just died on her or something. Perhaps she was out on a deadly mission before, but it was assumed to be normal for a mysterious wizard like Mythica. Oh, Mythica… something about her mystique was extremely attractive. Although, he had to conceal his expressions; couldn’t go and drop his poker face in front of everyone… even she had changed? He didn’t know, but when she spoke, her soft, insecure words just darted through his sorry chest. This wasn’t fair, this wasn’t fair at all.

    “… O-Oh, hey there, Mythica!” he greeted her excitingly, trying his best to hide his blushing face (to no luck), “S-Sorry, I didn’t expect you to sound so… so… so adorable…” Sweating a little, he quickly changed view towards the just-turned panda that Sorano rode on. How lucky of her, Mura always wanted to mount a panda. Like a Panda Rider. Or Ghost Panda Rider. “This is shitty! I just want to… well, forget what I want, this is Halloween! We’re supposed to eat candy and stuff, not draw pumpkin juice!” Grabbing Naomi’s legs, he would slung her with a Dragon Throw towards another pumpkin monster before boosting Althea’s right foot with his own, sending her off as well.

    With Mythica, however, he wanted to be more gentle. “You’ll have to try and slow down time with your spicy magic, Myth-tan- I mean Myth-san- I mean, Mythica! Let me get as many long openings as possible!” He would then pick her up bride style and leap forth, coating his right hand in a thick layer of fire that burst out and turned into a sword.

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    Post by Althea 24th October 2018, 7:28 pm

    althea eventide
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    proofreading? hAH
    Althea stared at Sorano for a moment, was her guildmaster always like that?  It just seemed a tad bit off, but she soon shook it off, people couldn’t just change their personalities and mannerisms within the period of a few days, that would be nonsensical!  And soon, the arrival of another weirdo she didn’t know who was carrying a sack absorbed all her attention.  But she soon decided much contact was probably not a great idea after catching the scent of a person in her bag.  What?  And her hands were covered in blood?  No thanks.  So, she sought a way for her to do something other than linger at the edge of the conversation and soon found one.

    “But what’s a gomen, nya~?  A loli too, nya~”  Althea inquired, turning towards the weirdo in the wig and even performing a slight head tilt to accompany her confused stare.  She had never heard anyone say something like that, but it she was to rule over the world she would have to know so she knew if she should outlaw saying it.  On her list were already the likes of “um”, “like”, and “owo”.  Sadly, the last one was lost on her and she didn't know what it was supposed to mean, but she had already decided she didn’t like it so that’s that.  But, if Sorano was outraged to the extent that she was from the mention of it, a loli must be pretty darn bad.  And soon afterwards these huge pumpkin mothertruckers rolled up and abducted the mage in their white van, but it was fine because she was a panda(?)  Anyways, that soon became the secondary target f her attention because the orange wig weirdo had been chucked into the air by Mura.  “Hey, throwing people isn’t-”  But she was interrupted to find that before having a chance to react she herself had been launched off into the night sky.

    “NyAAAa~!”  Althea shrieked girlishly as she was practically catapulted through the air, holding down her dress to make sure no spectators see something they shouldn’t, even though she was probably too high up and the sky too dark for that.  She had no idea why she had to be thrown by Mura towards the enemies in such a fashion, it wasn’t like she was going to turn and try ignoring the problem.  I mean, maybe she would have, but Magnolia was pretty darn important as a stepping stone for world domination.  First she would spread her influence, then take over Fairy Tail, then the world!  Althea could have laugh maniacally right then, but she was mid air, flying straight into a hostile.  And due to her offtopic world domination plotting, she had no idea what to do before she impacted one of the pumpkin-like creatures.

    Initially, it seemed to simply become dazed, recoiling backwards from the new weight bearing it down before doing much of anything else.  Then, it began thrashing around, arousing many hysterical high pitched screams from Althea as she held onto the odd veggie for dear life.  Actually, she was pretty sure the pumpkin thing was much more scared than her after having something thrown and latch onto it in the dead of night.  She wasn’t even sure if they meant any harm, although everyone else seemed to think they did so why shouldn’t she?  Personally, such a thing had never happened to the blonde -- she was much to good for mistakes such as that -- but imagining it sent shivers down her spine.  But before her mid-battle wandering mind became a handicap once more, Althea decided it would be a good time to come up with a way of relieving herself of the darn… thing!  She didn’t know what it was, but all it’s gurgle-like growls freaked her out and she really didn’t want to be touching it, not even mentioning holding onto it for dear life, but her desire not to fall an immeasurable distance to the ground was even greater.

    After she was able to scrounge up enough courage to do so, she scotched up onto the creature’s body, until she could easily divide her attention between not falling off and coming up with a plan.  Going with her usual default, Althea thrust her fist into the creature, breaking through the skin easily and bringing her hand out to find it covered in an absolutely horrid mush.  Finding it to be unfit for the future world ruler, she found an alternative: a brick that she spotted on a nearby roof, just in arms reach.  The water mage, obviously forgetting that she could use magic, grabbed the brick and rose it over her head onto the creature’s.  And before it could recover she did it four more times, causing it to spiral towards the ground.  The landing was a bit janky, but she still recovered before her enemy.  Althea retrieved her brick, bringing it down onto the creature close to ten more times, continuing to smash it far past the time it stopped moving.  She could’ve sworn she saw it twitch ever so slightly, but maybe that’s what a mess of pumpkin guts convinces you.



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    Post by Mythica 25th October 2018, 10:46 am

    Well, Mythica knew for one thing was certain. This gather was by far not a normal one. Then again, when were they ever? Now that she thought about it, Mythica couldn't quite remember a time when she met up with multiple 'normal' wizards. Although she could suppose that no wizard was actually very normal. At least she wasn't, by anyone's standards. However, if that was the case, than that meant that being abnormal was normal for wizards. Therefore she was surrounded by normal people! How boring... Though the clock eyed wizard didn't let that fact bother her too much, because right now she was with the only person that mattered to her. She could easily ignore the others if she needed to and only focus on him without much effort. Suffice to say HE was the only reason Mythica was here right now. She had no idea who these other girls were, but they didn't seem that hostile. Of course that could've also been a side effect of the pollen that was falling from the sky. She could tell because even Mura was off slightly. She had gotten an idea about who he was during the last few times the two had run in on each other, but this was very different. Mythica took another mental note of that dreaded cloud that hung over the earth and would find the one responsible for not only messing with her own emotions, but also fucking with her boyfriend's!

    THings quickly escalated between the group as some of them began to attack each other. It was at that point that Mythica knew the pollen was probably the cause of it as well. Of course she knew none of these people so she could be entirely wrong about that... But the longer she observed the three girls the more worried she became for Mura... He was supposedly all alone with these woman at his guild for most of the days. Hopefully they weren't planning on doing something with him. One looked far too young to have that sort of interests, but she couldn't be sure about the others. She just knew that if they did try anything on her boyfriend... Well, she'd need to get a bigger bag. Mura's response to her however completely caught the woman off guard. He sounded so.. Genuine. Honestly not at all what she would expect of him. He seemed very excited to see the woman and his blush was heart-wrenching. He commented on how he didn't expect the girl to sound so adorable and that only caused a blush from Myth in return. She didn't quite know how to proceed from here. Should she say something in return? Should she hug him? Should she kiss him on the cheek? So many options... BUT SO MANY INTERRUPTIONS AS WELL!

    Suddenly flying pumpkins began to descend on the town from all directions! Mythica had no idea why but she knew they needed to go, NOW! Figures something stupid like this would happen just as she was about to embrace her soul mate, now she had to deal with this before any more progress could be made! Luckily it seemed the other girls knew somewhat what they were doing but Mythica would need more convincing that they were pumpkin slaying material. One of jumped upwards and grabbed a flying pumpkin mid-flight, and then proceeded to turn into a panda...? The girl had to shake her head slightly to make sure the pollen wasn't fucking with her vision either. Nope. She was certainly a panda. Growling in rage from the constant intrusions on her love conquest, Mythica would quickly grip the bag in her hands tightly and use all her strength to swing it around! Once she let it go, it went flying through the air, directly hitting a flying pumpkin! The gourd splatted onto the ground and so did... Whatever was in the sack. More red liquid trailed from underneath it as it soaked through the fabric onto the cobblestone, but Mythica didn't pay mind to it. Instead she turned to Mura.

    Something about seeing her boyfriend grab hold of other woman and chuck them through the air towards certain danger and possibly (hopefully) death was oddly satisfying. However she was most surprised when Mura grabbed hold of her blood covered arm and picked her up! He fumbled with her name multiple times but Mythica didn't mind. SHe simply placed a hand on his cheek and looked at him with a soft smile. "Don't worry, Mura. I'll SLAUGHTER ALL OF THESE BASTARDS JUST FOR YOU!"" Her face contorted to a completely deranged madwoman with an insane grin as her eye twitched. Summoning her long musket rifle in one hand, and her pistol in another, she spun around with Mura's hand on her waist and began to fire rapidly at all of those flying distractions!

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    Post by Strawberry 26th October 2018, 8:09 pm

    The one that was trying too hard decided to speak up, asking about the terms "gomen" and "loli." Naomi looked at her in shock, she could mewl like a nekomimi, but didn't even know what those two words meant? Or was that apart of the whole trying too hard shtick? She couldn't tell, but decided anyways to enlighten... whatever her name was. Eh, a nickname could suffice. Ms... overdoing it could suffice. Naomi was going to enlighten Ms. Overdoing It.

    "Well, it's not 'a' gomen, it's just 'gomen.' It means 'sorry.' As for loli, it means-WAIT WHAT?"

    Jumping back from the assault of words from her guildmaster, Naomi stood up stiffly, not making a single move. If she did, she very well could lose her head with how the master was acting. Actually... everyone around her was acting weird. Naomi didn't know the other 2 weirdos, but her mentor was definitely... coming over here? What was that for?

    Why was Mura picking her up?

    Why was she getting spun?

    Why did it feel like she was moving?

    Why was Mura getting smaller?

    "PLEASE-DEAR-GOD-OR-WHATEVER-YOU-ARE-PLEASE-DON'T-LET-THIS-BE-THE-END-OF-MY-LIFE-AS-I-KNOW-IT-I-DON'T-WANNA-DIE-A-VIRGIN-AND-THERE'S-SO-MUCH-MORE-ANIME-ON-MY-WATCHLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIST!!!!"

    She was flung through the air. No, not as a joke. She was actually hurtled at the creature, the creature that she now connected with, with a big thud sound. Gripping onto the small thing for dear life, Naomi didn't even have time to think about what it looked like. She just closed her eyes and hoped that she wouldn't let go.

    Naomi! What are you doing! This is a fight! Don't you want to have your personal character arc!? This could very well be the beginning of it! All we need to do is just defeat this creature, and imagine how awesome the others would think you are! A young mage being able to take out a creature like that, it's a fool proof plan! Yes, so all we have to do is...

    Naomi opened her eyes. And oh boy was that a mistake. After she opened her eyes came a shriek that could pierce the heavens, and one that was waaaaay higher pitched than Naomi's normal voice.

    "WHAT IS THIS THING!!! OH MY GOODNESS WHY AM I TOUCHING IT!? ARE THOSE TENTACLES!? I'VE SEEN ENOUGH HENTAI TO KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING!!!"

    Flailing about, but still clutching onto the small orange creature without eyes for dear life. Naomi dared not let go, but also dared not move. That is, until she felt a few of those teeth jabbing into her. And that was enough, and just as she wanted - although not in the method she desired - the ground was coming ever closer to Naomi once again. However, she needed someone to catch her! Everyone else was preoccupied, and what could Naomi do!? This was the end, wasn't it!? NO! NOT NOW!!!

    "KAGE BUNSHIN NO JUTSU!!!"

    She made a quick hand sign, copying that ninja anime, and all of a sudden she felt 4 arms clutching her body, and her momentum halted. Taking a large gasp, Naomi was glad that the spell actually worked for once. Usually, they all just suck and none of them ever work. Maybe it came with experience or something? It's almost like there's a ranking system...

    The creature, which apparently got a hankering for the taste of teenaged girl, descended and with it Naomi did NOT want any more of that!!! So, she gave a quick order to the two clones of herself to beat the crap out of the thing, and they all looked just as terrified as she did, but nodded. And with that, Naomi resumed her plan... the plan of, well, nothing. However, this would not be the time to give up! So, she decided to look around for an item. Something she could use as a weapon... Why couldn't she have stuff just appear randomly on the ground like in a video game!? Ugh... it was so hard being a wannabe mage, when your spells all are based on what items you have nearby.

    Meanwhile, the two clones of herself were doing... a pitiful job to say the least. Of course, Naomi never had any formal training or anything of that like, but she still did her best. The two of them were working in tandem, throwing out punches and kicks that seemed more random than they did coordinated, but some managed to hit and that was all that mattered. However, the creature bit into one of the clones, and it disappeared into a puff of smoke. The other clone jumped onto it and started thrashing about, punching it repeatedly while the real Naomi was still scrounging around for anything that looked remotely like a stick.
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    WC: 782
    Total: 1891
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    Post by Mura Kensho 28th October 2018, 8:02 am

    … Wait, now that he thought about it, he had a sword, right? He considered switching out the fire blade that he manifested with his actual sword, but… he just wasted mana on this spell, and it was practically the same. Besides, his left arm was busy holding Mythica, so he could dual-blade anything. Not like he had to, though; it turned out that the cute gunslinger was both attractive and a wild combat machine who shot down literally any enemy within range. There was something scary yet… oddly satisfying in her determination. Although, it felt odd thinking about it… oh crap, pumpkin heading their way-

    Wait, it wasn’t a pumpkin. That was a mare, a nightmare! No matter, it was fast, and Mura could hardly maneuver around its trajectory; yet, somehow, as it approached him head on, he could chop it right in the back with his fire blade. Meanwhile, a few other mares tried to attack him from behind, but Mythica had them in range with her flintlock guns. The clashes of magic created a dazzling light show above Magnolia Town that could be seen from afar, quickly dying out as soon as they were born. Mura’s fire blade swung around brilliantly, cutting apart mares and other flying creatures that dared attack them. From up here, though, he noticed how Althea used a brick as a tool as he almost lost it.

    “JUST USE YOUR WATER DRAGON ROAR!”

    Perhaps she was in an issue concerning magic, but that was what the real Mura would think. Not thinking twice, he summoned a lot of water from several sources in the street and lunged them towards the candle wolves that roamed the surface beneath. However, that also left him open for another mare’s ambush as his back was exposed! “A moment,” he warned the time mage as he launched her up in the air around the many mares that flew around, before he finally equipped Harusame. As his hand collapsed around the tilt of the katana, however, dark magic bristled out from his palm and caused another change; for a brief moment, he felt like himself again…

    “… I-I feel numb-“ he mumbled surprisingly, caught off-guard by the mare that now stood in front of him. Achieving a tough headbutt right in the gutter, Mura was pushed back in the air by its attack, his dark magic cracking off his skin like a snake’s ham. He quickly regained his foothold, eyeing the creature with familiar eyes of the good-old Ghost Slayer. “Kyuken, you’re up now…” he called upon the samurai ghost as said spirit entered Harusame in an instant, enlarging the dark-purple magic covering it already. “H-Hey, you’re back?!” the samurai ghost let out in relief, “Thank god, the weird pollen isn’t affecting you anymore!” “What pollen- oh, you mean this?” Mura begun to converse with the samurai right in front of a hostile mare that tried to headbutt him once more. Instinctively, Mura flew over it with an inch’s space between them, continuing his little talk with Kyuken.

    “…. I see. The pollen changed my voice and personality?”
    “That’s what I’d assume, yes.”
    “… I thought that Hades’ magic would nullify that. But it takes more mana than I thought… I won’t stay like myself for too long, so let’s hurry-“

    Four furious Vacuum Buddha Blades were sent through the air, black in color and cutting the mare’s soul in pieces and rendering it defeated. The other mares around them begun to circulate around the shaman, but he kind of needed that; before he turned back into the annoying howler like earlier, he should do whatever he could in this short moment. He was well-aware of his actions before, but he felt like a whole other person… it was weird and hard to explain.

    As a lot of mares flew around the air around him, he dove downwards towards the street and landed heavily on his feet, watching most of the mares follow him. He hoped that Mythica wasn’t too shocked by his sudden departure up there; he’d have to focus on those that approached him and leave the rest for her and the others. Candle wolves began running wild in groups of three around the street, some approaching the mare that got turned into a panda by Sorano’s umbrella… that sounded dumb, but it was the exact case. Anyway, they were close enough, so Mura simply weaved his blade once as black cuts began spawning from everywhere around him, severely cutting all the mares within the range in a huge shockwave that pushed even the air back and bent a few light poles.

    “If I should give this a name… what about Masai Gokōjin?” he asked Kyuken inside his sword as mares fell down around him like rain. “Yes, it sounds great, but Mura… are you still you?” the samurai ghost asked worryingly. Mura remained silent for a while, before another blitz from his Darkness magic shattered around his skin and let the pollen affect him again.

    “Y-Yeah, of course it’s me!” he burst out, “Anyway, look at this work; that’s what I call a good Halloween-“ His eyes widened as he remembered that he threw Mythica up in the air, but according to his coordinates, he should be able to catch her again if he just stood here and watched her… whenever she came down…

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    Post by Althea 29th October 2018, 4:17 pm

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    Althea felt a light blush come over her face as the orange wig weirdo gave her a shocked look.  Was she supposed to have known what gomen meant?  Or even loli?  Did she make a mistake?  The blonde felt like vomiting from the stress right then and there, what was she supposed to do? The world’s future supreme ruler probably needed to know what these things meant without asking, and making a single mistake was forbidden!  She should’ve just pretended she knew and then Googled it when she got to be alone, but she apparently needed an answer right then!  Mistakes and perfection were what separates her from the world!  She could flawlessly put on anything and look like a bombshell, the rest of the world couldn’t.  She could perfectly fold origami with creases all in the right places, the rest of the world couldn’t!  It was absolutely incomprehensible for her to be anything but the best at anything and everything, after all she was absolutely perfect, she decided so herself!  And how could you not listen to the opinion of the best person who had ever lived?  That’s right, no one!

    And thus while the weirdo was explaining what is actually meant, Althea was preoccupied with making an excuse for her “blunder” instead of actually listening.  Either way, completely ignoring people and being extremely self absorbed was a very leader-like quality, so doing so made her feel a bit better about herself.  And soon the explanation that gomen and loli were just too dumb for a ruler of her caliber to use was concocted and Althea’s ego was back to its usual maximum.  Or at least it’s usual for how she was at the moment, although the girl wasn’t aware of that for herself at all.  After all, watching weirdo with the wig seamlessly through the sky alighted a strange sense of peace in her.  Perhaps it was their incomprehensible screaming, maybe because they had just previously made her doubt her self worth, but it felt really darn good.

    But either way, now she had far more pressing matters to deal with.  After beating the weird pumpkin thing to death with a brick at an agonizingly slow pace, her cute maid outfit had been covered in an absolutely horrid combination of pulp and blood!  The best person to have ever existed wasn’t fit to be in such a disheveled state, she needed to withdraw immediately!  And then she had heard someone yell in her direction to use a “Water Dragon’s Roar”, causing the blonde to whip around, her royal blue eyes narrowed into a glare.  She had literally no idea who had said it, but she had a feeling it was the weird wig person.  They always had a knack for being disrespectful towards she, the supreme being of the multiverse.  “No one asked for your opinion, nya~!”  She practically squealed, folding her arms and letting out a crisp “hmpf”.  When she took over, she would outlaw any one debating with her, that’s why she always said so in her signature on a cat forum.  Those kids always trying to say what they thought, why couldn’t they just accept the word of a well cultured and mature adult such as herself?  It wasn’t like she was posting on a public place to have her opinions be adressed.  People just needed to blindly accept what she said without trying to change her opinion because it would never happen!  Ashfur was the real victim here and she didn’t need any proof to prove it, her supreme knowledge of all things cat books was enough!

    But either way correcting the world about their fatal mistakes regarding cat forums, Althea needed to get herself cleaned up.  So, she carefully got to her feet, trying not to slip around too much in the mush before hurrying down the street to the store she had bought her costume from, although it seemed as if no one was there at the moment.  But she supposed that was understandable, she would expect lowly life form such as the shopkeep of a store exclusively selling extremely adorable Halloween costumes to skiddaddle at the smallest sight of flying pumpkin things and wizards fighting them.  But that wouldn’t stop Althea from conducting her business, washing her hands before picking out an alternate costume - a feminine witch getup.  The water mage looked over herself in one of the store’s mirrors, finding that the hat and broom that came with it were worthy additions and that the deep purple color complemented her hair color, and that was that. She left the pumpkin stained maid outfit in place of the one she had “borrowed” and sprinted out of the shop without paying.  After all, she had traded her costumes, the shopkeep should be thankful she returned the other one at all.  Many would probably deem her action as “shoplifting” since the witch costume had cost more than the maid one due to the extra accessories, but they were just plain wrong.  You see, when you’re as amazing as her masly things such as prices and whether or paying before you walk out of that Chinese buffet were far beneath her, people should just take her presence as a payment instead.  But either way, the deed was done and Althea made her way back to the battlefield after a wardrobe change, not having any difficulty finding it at all due to all the magical signatures letting out magical energy to defeat medical opponents.  Or at least the slayer assumed they were magical...

    Thinking back to when that one rude person yelled at her to use one of her many arrays of spells, Althea got thinking.  How about she just tried killing everything at once?  Couldn’t hurt, right?  He had given the other people there more than plenty of time to do what they wanted by having a small break to freshen up, so why not just take care of things?  So, the young girl somehow settled on using her most powerful spell… three times.  It might’ve been way too excessive, but hey, your face is excessive.  Either way it probably wouldn’t take care of everything, at least she didn’t think so.  And if things were still left she would just leave it to those who were left, a perfect plot to avoid having to get yet another change of clothes.  So, Althea stood back on top of one of the many buildings of Magnolia, taking a deep breath as she prepared the spell.  Raising up her bandaged hand, water rose from nowhere along with it, forming what soon evolved into three waves individually about 200 feet tall -- or 70 meters if that’s what you prefer.  It was right about then that Althea realized she had basically made a death trap for any citizen possibly in range, completely surrounding the area on most sides.  And that didn’t even account for the flooding that would occur afterwards.  The blonde pondered over whether or not she should go ahead and take back the spell, but she had already used the magic power to summon it and just one of the spells was really expensive, not even taking account for summoning three.  “Eh, you win some you lose some, nya.”  She shrugged, letting the waves crash down onto the area below.



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    Death Note Without Light Empty Re: Death Note Without Light

    Post by ivyleaf33 31st October 2018, 8:33 am

    What happened

    just now
    ?

    I closed my eyes
    &
    the world


    shifted
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    The only words that could be used to describe the scene currently flashing before Sorano’s eyes and flickering through her mind would be absolute chaos. As her body found itself morphing into that of a rather heavy, rather cumbersome bear-like creature’s, the letter mage observed in a detached, almost serene manner as she fell to the ground, dragging the pumpkin creature with her. As her fleshy, furred rump collided with the ground, the panda blinked a couple of times, dazed at her current situation. By now, the pumpkin creature had let go of her new form, and was diving back down at her with a somewhat confused aura radiating out around it. Well, she felt pretty much the same way – couldn’t blame the pumpkin thing for that. Lifting up large black paws to her face, Sorano observed her strangely opposable thumbs in something akin to awe, slowly lumbering onto four legs and testing out her new form. This was actually pretty cool, actually. Being a small, short figure of a teenager, the opportunity to best her peers in height and weight was rather rare. Hey, who knew? Maybe she could knock Mura out with one heavy paw like this – it felt as though there were rocks sewn into her hands, and she imagined these claws should be able to make quite the impact, no?

    But as the girl thought back to how she had looked before, short and insignificant, she would find the breath forced out of herself with a whump, landing solidly on her rear, once more transformed into a normal human girl. “You kidding me right now? I liked being a panda!” With that indignant statement, the letter mage picked herself up, ignoring the very confused Nightmare that now had no idea how to deal with the situation. Tentatively headbutting the child, the creature would find itself instantly shoved back by a wall of flames, the angered Sorano having finally pulled out spells that would actually be of use. “Fuck off, pumpkin-face! No one likes you.” With an immature extending of her tongue, she would finish the pulpy creature off with a sky-splitting blast of holy angelic energy, momentarily breaking open the dark heavens and allowing light to enter the night of eternal darkness.

    “Whoa, holy shit, that was pretty legit, man.” Whispering the words in awe, the letter mage gazed up at the sky, eyes swimming with spots after being blinded by that sudden revelation of heaven – yes, she was so impacted by her own spell that she could not move. Perhaps the dark environment had enhanced the power of the light-based spell? Meanwhile around her, the rest of the weird people were taking care of other pumpkin creatures themselves. Turning just in time to see Althea, covered in pumpkin gore smashing a brick into one of the pulpy creatures, Sorano quickly backed away from that whole situation. Despite the slayer being one of the few mages around her own age, it was terrifying to see her angry. A brick through the head was not looking very appealing right now, even for a drastically different Sorano than usual.

    The scene did not offer much variation with the weirdo emo girl either. Swinging that body bag around, the child would smash it into the pumpkins flying around her, leaving behind smears of blood. Damn, that’s pretty fucking hardcore, huh? Mouth dropping open slightly at the sheer majesty of the scene, the letter mage recoiled even more as Mythica grabbed onto Mura, promising in a very not-so-sane manner that she was going to slaughter everything for him. “Jeezus sis, get a grip, it ain’t that big of a deal.” Muttering these words under her breath, Sorano barely avoided one of her magical bullets before slamming into a very flustered looking Naomi. “What the fuck man, can’t you see this is a battlefield?” Still quite salty from being called a loli earlier, the guild master elbowed the weeaboo aside, though not before quickly manifesting a baseball bat from a sequence of letters. “Take this, dumbass.” With a rough toss of the wooden stick towards the cosplayer, Sorano turned in another direction only to be pushed back by one of Mura’s spells.

    “Can’t you see I’m standing here?” Tossing her hair imperiously, the letter mage stalked up towards her ace, shaking off the shockwave that had hit her only moments before. It was a good thing she’d barely scraped the side of it, as a single glance at the pulpy messes decorating the storefronts nearby was sign enough of how strong it had been. It was too easy to underestimate the easygoing samurai sometimes, wasn’t it? But Mura wasn’t the focus – he could obviously take more than good enough care of himself. Instead, the letter mage would fire off a light-based spell after entering a region with more of the nightmarish creatures, the dome around her expanding to purge the disgusting little things before it flashed out of existence once more, the light slicing through their inherently darkened bodies. It was definitely a good thing that she’d manage to compile for herself so many light-based spells over the years, wasn’t it? After all, the contrasting ethernanos formations of brighter spells worked perfectly in contrast to that of these particular creatures – wait what?

    Sorano blinked hard in confusion. What the hell was she thinking of? Why was she even considering the ethernanos that made up the things around her? Watching as more pollen piled up on her shoulders, the letter mage scowled. Once more, she was getting pulled into that weird something-is-wrong sensation, something that definitely was Not Good. Instead, she should be focused on destroying these motherfuckers, right? Barely dodging one of the pumpkins that careened on by, blown away by someone else’s attack, the letter mage suddenly felt a gathering of especially potent energy gathering in the area. Hairs instantly all stood on end, her instincts screaming at her to run out of here in face of the abnormally powerful spell due to hit any second. Looking up at the sky, three monstrous waves her perfectly positioned to descend down upon this section of the neighborhood, ready to send them into a miniature reenactment of Noah’s Ark that no one had fucking asked for.

    “ALTHEA WHAT THE FUCK—“

    Instantly, some sort of instinct within the letter mage kicked in, a moment of clarity pushing past her strange new personality to jolt her into action. If those waves were to descend upon them now, people were going to die. That was a fact. And if people – innocent citizens of Magnolia were to die under the waves of a Fairy Tail mage, people were going to be really pissed. That was a fact. And if people got really pissed because a Fairy Tail mage basically massacred a bunch of people to kill off a few wimpy-ass pumpkins…the very prospect was enough to send Sorano into something akin to a panic attack, her eyes widening in horror. “Holy shit.”

    In one smooth motion, the letter mage extended her auric range outwards, sensing the presence of all those civilians who would be caught within the range of the waves. Luckily, most people seemed to have already relocated themselves to the center of town, where the main Halloween festivities were going on. The streets in this neighborhood were fairly deserted, and that would be an important factor in keeping people from dying. Physical or property damage was something Magnolians were more than used to, and also something that could easily be restored with the right spells. However, human life was not so easy to manage. Resurrection was a difficult and complicated subject that not many were willing to dive into – not even the guild master herself. Instead, Sorano located the corner of the area with the most civilians, and the couple other people scattered around the other parts of the neighborhood. Quickly, she boosted up her own magic, gathering vast amounts of magical energy in her hands to form the icy projectiles that would be used to halt the progress of one of the waves, if she was lucky.

    The energy was evicted from Sorano’s body in a jolt of blinding white light, slamming up against the wave that would cause the most damage. In a burst of icy bullets, the projectiles slammed against the waves, freezing up against the water to glass over the droplets, solidifying the terrifying wave with a jolt of powerful magic. A soft gasp exited Sorano’s mouth – S-ranked spells were no joke to cast, and suddenly she slumped down on the ground, exhaustedly looking up at the two other waves bearing down on the neighborhood. They were well and truly fucked, weren’t they? As pollen continued to fall serenely from the sky, she found herself slowly losing consciousness, eyes shutting against her better judgement. What the hell was wrong with her today, anyways? A raging headache had slowly built up throughout the battle, and by now it was as though there was a giant hammer inside her brain, trying to break her apart from the inside. It was like she’d been high on something, and was finally crashing – and crashing hard, too.

    Colors blurred in front of her face, and the faraway sound of rushing water seemed to magnify at astounding speeds, echoing dangerously in Sorano’s ears, until—

    She woke up. Opening her eyes to a blank, sterile white ceiling, the letter mage blinked slowly as she tried to figure out what had just happened. Disoriented and confused, the girl carefully pushed herself up to a sitting position, glancing about her with increasing panic. Where was she? What was she doing? Her thoughts were muddled, and her vision unclear – it was as though she were observing the scene through a pair of eyeglasses with the prescription up too high, and the very motion of her head brought about the urge to vomit. It would appear that she had been transported into a blank, white room, devoid of any other sign of life besides herself. Clad only in a simple white shift, Sorano stood up, moving about to experiment with these strange surroundings. It was when her hand was about to collide with one of the eerily smooth walls that a sudden voice brought her movement to an abrupt halt.

    “Sorano, wrong way.”

    Her head whipped around with an audible crack, the letter mage’s eyes boring into that of a strange entity’s. Blue hair, blue hoodie, blue skirt, and blue thigh high socks adorned the stranger’s body, as she floated casually a foot or so above the ground. Glistening bits and pieces would occasionally break off from her form before returning, as though it were merely a holographic projection. “Listen, kiddo, I hate your emotion blockers and normally I wouldn’t be doing this, but all this is getting out of hand.” With a sigh, the entity crossed her arms, shutting her eyes briefly. “This is going against all my better judgement, but apparently it’s something necessary I gotta do now, kay? Should go real fast.” Suddenly, the figure’s blue eyes flashed open, and her fingers spread out wide towards Sorano. As the scene warped, the entity’s face looming up large and magnified before her own, the letter mage’s eyes snapped wide open again in the middle of the street.

    “What?” She blinked twice, up at the blackened sky. What had happened? It felt as though she’d just been through something crazy and unimaginable – a strange energy slowly leaving her veins as the mage laid there in shock. It felt almost as though…she’d possessed emotions for a second, didn’t it? What an absurd notion, but noting that crazy scene around her, Sorano felt it wasn’t the most implausible thing that had happened. With murky memories, however, such a phenomenon could not be so easily explained. Wobbling to her feet, the letter mage would realize that a spiritual shield had been raised up around her, and her head bumped awkwardly against the ceiling as she gathered in her surroundings. Perhaps she better get back in and help out her guildmates she could see, darting about the city.
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    Death Note Without Light Empty Re: Death Note Without Light

    Post by Mura Kensho 31st October 2018, 9:36 am

    Okay, despite being in the middle of combat, Mura couldn’t help - in this altered state - angering himself with the fact that Althea was nowhere near as goofy and adorable as she used to be. Yes, of course, this moon dust that fell from the sky was holding them all in a bind - by the way, Pluto, hurry up and work your magic, please - but it was nonetheless annoying and infuriating for the lively shaman. For instance, their souls looked much more different; it was as if their whole beings were substituted by others. Althea had an otaku moment with her nya’s and lack of cat ears in a maid outfit- it just pissed him off so much. Sorano-imouto-master-sama had lost her emotionless emotions or whatever, becoming this frank, cocky little timebomb full of hormones and frustrations that she never had the thought of unleashing in her previous days. Hell, she never hugged anyone before this! Mura wouldn’t have been surprised if she never had the chance to hug her own mother like previously… and he was used to that kind of Sorano. He loved that kind of Sorano just like he loved the old kind of Althea and the… uh, Naomi hadn’t changed much, but the case was that it was why this was unacceptable! If there was a way to give the pollen shit a huge middle finger (like writing all this right now for you), he wouldn’t hesitate the moment he got the chance!

    On the other hand, Mythica was actually more comfortable to hang out with - in a public type of comfort, by the way. Usually, she’d give him the stalk eyes, bounce onto his back or whisper arousing but crazy things into his ear or something; now, she was this timid, shy girl whose ‘transformation’ was MUCH more apparent than before. Truth be told, it confused him more than it satisfied him, so he kind of put her in the grey zone concerning his worry about all this mess. A cute, little grey zone with some cookies and chocolate milk… and perhaps a huge dog demon. Yes, he knew about its presence, it wasn’t hard for a shaman like him.

    “No one asked for your opinion, nya~!”  Damn the fact that she lived right now, that was just dumb and completely unnecessary in this situation. Did she forget her own magic? Mura had the thought of shouting ‘lol’ out of nowhere, but… uh, he was in the middle of something. As a matter of fact, he was in the middle of protecting his hometown, Magnolia, from what now looked like a bunch of pumpkin bulls with terrifying jaws that hung out like rotten vegetables. “None of you will continue! I PROTECT THIS TOWN!” he shouted as he dashed forth in a single line, holding Harusame in his right hand and Futsunomitamano-whatever in his left. He furiously clashed them together with Kyuken’s spirit ball head in the middle, fusing the samurai ghost into both blades and causing a massive amount of shadows to erupt from the point of impact.

    “I don’t care how many of you are here to eat me alive! You’re all yōkais, and guess what I am?!” The giant-ass spirit sword swooshed across the field, taking on four Kinpups at once. Some of them showed their ability to absorb mana by contact, but they’d find themselves immobilized by Mura’s dark magic. He continued lifting the blade up for another swing, seemingly clearing many streets around as his sword managed to phase through unwished targets such as buildings and his allies without injuring them… but in reality, he kept the blade smaller than usual. He didn’t want to hurt anyone, no matter how loud he stated his wish to do so - for instance with Althea and her godforsaken mentality - so he still took his measurements and conditions into account. The kinpups would fall back by his magic and start charging towards other wizards in the area. He was about to follow up on them, but the ground began to shake violently. According to his stomach, some other monster was about to arrive… and it was a huge one, but not really monster-like. It turned out to be weirder than he imagined…

    From the ground in the middle of the street, a huuuuuuuuuuge pumpkin tower rose like the world’s largest oak tree. It interrupted his battle with the kinpups, and even they themselves stood still for a moment - some other monsters near Naomi and Althea too stood still for an instance. The tower made of a bunch of pumpkin heads - about ten in total with nine hanging around as tendrils guarding the tenth in the middle - had even cracked through some buildings which really pissed Mura off. Talk about collateral damage, he tried to avoid that shit until now! Bullshit! It was so easy for enemies of this town to just wreck havoc everywhere, because in the end, these Fairy Tail Wizards would be to blame anyways!

    “You wanna come down here and try breaking shit, you overgrown tomato?!” he roared to the huge tower which responded rather quickly by releasing fiery pumpkin seeds dosed in fire everywhere, “Hah! Fire magic against me? That’s a huge mista-“ Well, he was attempting to use water magic towards it, or turn the fires around the seeds to water for lesser collateral damage. However, another water spell had been launched… why… Althea, just why…?

    She did it. She literally just screwed up the most right now, and he couldn’t express his anger enough. Those waves, three in total, all screamed ‘casualties, collateral damage, allies will be hurt’ with huge, bold letters. They came rising up from nowhere and was aimed at the entire suburban, and they weren’t that far away from Mura’s house! “NO!!!” he screamed in panic, “NOOOOO!!!” He quickly pointed his hand towards the waves to try and turn them to something else, perhaps into a still-standing statue of a wave or something else that didn’t move. However, the waves seemed to freeze down by someone else - that someone else being his sister figure Sorano-chan.

    He was so happy when the waves appeared to stop. Forgetting that he was in the middle of combat, he punched the air upwards and hailed: “Way to go, Sorano! No one fucks with Magnolia!” He assured himself that Althea would know better by now, because if she didn’t… then he’d have to take things personally. And you wouldn’t like it when Mura went personal. Anyway, there was still a huge pumpkin tower left; the shaman also noticed the certain lack of Sorano in the area. Did she ditch them, already?! The battle wasn’t over yet, they stood before what appeared to be the certain boss of this whole shenanigan of pumpkin bullshittery! This wasn’t fair at all, she was our strongest mage!

    “Hmpf, better take care of things myself, then… what was it, again? Masai Gokōjin?” he spoke to himself - contra when he used to speak to Kyuken or Zirconis who, for the most part, were speechless with the situation at hand - as he swung his katana around. It was still large as hell and filled with as much mana as he could pour in before it was sucked by those idiotic kinpups, and it was a deep, purple color to its blade and hilt. The pumpkin heads would lash out at him alike a hydra going to attack, and he rapidly dashed around a small area to avoid direct impact with the blood-thirsty jaws of theirs. It was surprisingly fast for a pumpkin… why were they still dealing with pumpkins, anyway? Why? Pumpkins were vegetables, and now they destroyed everything - what kind of signal did it send to the young audience? It was just another good reason to slaughter the monstrous abomination in a hurry.

    It had ten heads. Breathing heavily, Mura spun around with his huge spirit blade, releasing a few Halo Blades towards each head. Approximately, 5 hits per head; that was sufficient if he didn’t get in trouble again. “Everyone! Focus your attacks on this big boy!” he messaged the others through his wide mouth, “Its middle head is the goal! Aim for that one, and avoid the other heads!” He would take care of the smaller heads with his favored Halo Blade which released dozens of attacks in the blink of an eye, sufficing in taking down a head per Halo Blade. Meanwhile, he increased the area of effect for the spell, because with Zirconis’ help, he could see that the other wizards were having trouble with the kinpups and mares… those darn mares.

    Also… it was just a hunch, but he felt like he would feel better with the altered state thing if he defeated this monster, because every time that he hit it successfully with a Halo Blade, a glimpse of Midi, his home, his father and Fairy Tail passed by his vision…

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    Death Note Without Light Empty Re: Death Note Without Light

    Post by Althea 31st October 2018, 9:09 pm

    althea eventide
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    aaaahhh
    Althea stared at Sorano as she let loose an exceptionally powerful ice spell. Her eyes widened as if to make sure she caught all the smallest displays of the power, standing on that roof of hers absolutely silent. It left her wave, previously roaring with the sound of rushing water, frozen in place, unmoving, and posing little threat to anyone around them. The pure destructive force she sense from the spell was astounding to say the least, no wonder she was regarded as the most powerful mage in the whole of Fairy Tail.Oh wait, where did Sorano even go? But that thought was soon abandoned as the slayer let out a high pitched sneeze, and upon the inspection of her surroundings for the source she found nothing but the mysterious black pollen. “Ah, I was never allergic to pollen before, but is pollen even supposed to be for fall? It is fall, right?” She said mostly to herself, not actually listening for a possible reply.

    But it was just about then that Althea recognized one of her waves as something to potentially damage her reputation. So, she canceled one of them, the water losing its shape and collapsing in on itself. The water dissipated just as it had appeared, after all it was her magic. She just made it kinda “evaporate” into the air, but then again it was just magic so there wasn’t any risk of flooding. Or at least, that specific wave wouldn’t be flooding anything, there was still one more left to be dealt with. So, the water mage looked to cancel the last one only to find that she just didn’t have enough magic power to do so. Summoning three of those things expended a humongous chunk of it, and the subsequent cancelling of one left her with just enough power to still act with her usual efficiency, just not really cast spells. “It’ll sort itself out, nya~.” She murmured before turning her gaze back to the battlefield below. She was sure that someone would at least try and prevent it from crashing down, and either way it would probably kill a few of the pumpkin problems like she had originally planned, so it was fair.

    As the blonde scanned the general scenery of the fight, her gaze eventually found its way to the spectacle of Mura combating this gigantic pumpkin based creature. And although Althea was far from where her guild ace stood, she could still hear him as he requested that everyone focused their attacks on that very tower. The blonde stared at the enemy, frowning with a glint of contempt in her eyes. Did she really have to participate any more? I mean, she did make those gigantic waves to kill everything, even though Sorano had frozen one. And soon she somehow reasoned that she was not ‘everybody’, so therefore did not listen to instructions directing ‘everybody’. She was a being who exceeded all the limits of humanity, the one who could not be lumped together in a word such as ‘everybody’. No, she was far from that. But then again, turning a blind eye to something that could probably have a sizable impact on Magnolia probably wasn’t the best idea for her popularity. “Ah, fine, nya~.” She sighed, leaping down from her post on top of the building straight into the fray. She guessed she would partake in the fight, it wasn’t like she had much else to do. She could’ve gone trick-or-treating, but the few moments she had before stopping off at Mura’s house weren’t all too enjoyable. Walking was exhausting, ringing doorbells was exhausting, having to thank beings lower than her for candy they were obliged to give to her was exhausting. She could go on and on, the risk of getting hit by a car, the risk of eating poisoned treats, the risk of being ambushed out of nowhere in the middle of the night. Even if she didn’t have super important mage business to attend to, she probably would have stopped her trek and went back to Fairy Tail’s guild hall to do more important activities such as plot her plan for world domination. Spreading her influence was one thing, but doing so through Halloween was another. For a second, the thought that maybe she wasn’t actually celebrating the holiday properly entered her mind, but was soon dismissed in its entirety. She, the most bestest of all things that had ever existed, didn’t even have the capability to do things “improperly”, so she simply focused on the task at hand.

    She supposed seeing Sorano’s display from earlier “inspired her” to some degree, because Althea found herself more immersed in the fight against the pumpkins than she had before. Dodging the weird wolf things on the way to the main fight had been pretty darn simple -- she just ran past them. But the first difficulty she ran into began even as she just rushed towards the towering beast. Projectiles that seemed to be flaming pumpkin seeds of all things began being hurtled at her, whistling as they cut through the air. But, Althea simply leaped into the air, out of the way of the enemy’s attack, before bringing her foot down onto one of the tower thing’s nine head. But as expected, one kick wasn’t enough to fully put it out of commission. So before she even touched the floor, the blonde twisted herself to the side rigidly, dealing an additional blow to the side of its face, if you could really call it that. As a response, the pumpkin tower let out a shrill scream, but Althea couldn’t really tell if it was because of her attack or if it just happened to let out one of those awful noises the moment she hit it. Either way, it didn’t matter too much because her opponent lashed out at her with those gnarled black limbs. And the water mage was just about to dodge the blow before she found that thick vines had apparently coiled around both her ankles when she wasn’t paying very much attention. With her legs rooted to the ground, the slayer had to bend over backwards, touching the ground with the palms of her hands all while having the creature’s attack miss. But before it could withdraw it for another attack, this time better aimed, the young girl latched onto the pumpkin thing’s arm. And as it passed by her, it managed to uproot her from where she had previously been stuck, allowing for her free movement once more. And she put this to use immediately, rushing straight at the pumpkin head she had already attacked beforehand to punch it right in its annoying, screaming face. But she didn’t stop there, it’s constant yelping had really ticked her off. Only a rush of about ten consecutive punches could ease up her rage a bit with the added bonus of leaving the head as a lump of mush. So, she retreated backwards,, putting a good enough distance between her and the enemy for her not to be attacked completely out of nowhere.



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