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    And So This Is Christmas...

    Medeia
    Medeia

    Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Sticking Around- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 681
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 3,025,640

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 3rd January 2021, 11:18 am

    The crowd were completely in the palm of her hand and as the purple haired maid continued to sing, Armina could not help but smile. It was so rare that she got the chance to do anything like this and she had jumped at the opportunity to have a go at the karaoke. She did not even know the words but was such a quick learner that she had picked them up easy enough and by now, they came to her as easily as breathing. Everyone listening seemed to be singing along with her and it truly was a wonder to watch for the witch, watching the activity from afar, a smile crossing her features too.

    It had some time since she and her maid had the chance to go out and enjoy themselves, with Medeia having unexpectedly been granted the rank of Ace within the guild. At first, the witch had been uncertain as to whether it was a role that she truly wanted but having given it great deal of thought, she had decided to accept the offer. When she considered it fully, she had come to realise that she had already been heading into a position of authority anyway. She had been a member for far longer than she would have thought by now and given her success when it came to training other mages, it seemed like a logical next step for her. It was certainly nice to be appreciated and the angel was looking forward to grasping her role, among other things, with both hands.

    Finally, Armina’s final song came to an end and with a wave and a bow, her maid would leave the stage and straight for Medeia, her cheeks red from all of the attention, smiling from ear to ear.

    “I hope that I did not leave you waiting too long, Mistress,” the purple haired woman said happily, “They were adamant that I sing one more song for them.”

    “There is no need to be sorry,” replied the witch, “You performed beautifully, my dear and I am glad that you enjoyed yourself. I just hope that none of those rowdy fools did not try to take advantage.”

    “I felt one hand on me as I climbed down but believe me, he is not going to be using that limb for a while. I made sure of that.”

    A chuckle escaped the pair as they took a moment to simply stare at the lovely decorated festival that surrounded them. Both angels were versed in the traditions of the event although their views on it were slightly skewed. Still, it was a chance for them to be together and that was more than enough to get them to visit, Medeia especially. She had not admitted it openly but the angel had felt a sense of loneliness recently. Yes, she had moved on from Jen and now viewed the blonde with the contempt that she deserved but that did not help ease the void that was left behind. She had come to appreciate the benefits of being in a long term relationship and Medeia had to admit that she was missing them immensely.

    “Oh, Mistress!” Armina suddenly uttered gleefully, motioning above the pair.

    Looking up, Medeia would find mistletoe hung against the wall of the building above them and a smile crossed her features as her gaze returned to her maid. Gently, the witch would beckon her maid towards her and without any hesitation at all, the pair would wrap their arms around each other and share a deep kiss. The tradition may have only been for a short kiss but there was no chance whatsoever of that happening here. The lips of the two remained firmly pressed against each other for what might seem like an age, both happily giving in to their affection for one another. They had been together for so long, both among the heavens and the earth and by now, they were almost two parts of the same being. Closer than friends, closer than lovers. They would always be together, no matter what happened.

    (685 Words)
    (Mistletoe and Karaoke completed. 2/5 peppermints earned.)


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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Sticking Around- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 681
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 3,025,640

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

    And So This Is Christmas... Empty Re: And So This Is Christmas...

    Post by Medeia 3rd January 2021, 11:19 am

    (Rolling for tree decoration.)


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    And So This Is Christmas... Empty Re: And So This Is Christmas...

    Post by NPC 3rd January 2021, 11:19 am

    The member 'Medeia' has done the following action : Dice Rolls


    'Monster Dice' :
    And So This Is Christmas... R2fEWNz
    Medeia
    Medeia

    Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Sticking Around- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 681
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 3,025,640

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 3rd January 2021, 11:57 am

    “Ladies and Gentlemen! It is now time for the Tree Decorating Contest!” A loud voice suddenly roared, breaking through the sweet moment and annoying both angels to say the least.

    With a sigh, the pair broke the kiss and turned around to see a large figure on a podium, a loudspeaker in hand. A large male, who looked like he was already three sheets to the wind, as humans liked to say. He was a rather jovial looking figure too, or at least he was until he saw Medeia and Armina staring holes through him. Quickly realising his mistake, he jumped down from the rostrum and was off like a rocket, much to the amusement of the competitors.

    “Should we take part in this, Mistress?”
    Armina asked, “It does sound like fun and I am sure that we will come out on top.”

    “Why not?” The witch replied simply, “I am sure that having a pair of angels doing the decorating should make it an easy win for us. How about we give the judges something that none of the other competitors will be able to do?” Smirking, Medeia focused for a moment, resulting in a pair of angelic wings to appear from her back. “Fitting, yes?”

    “Oh yes, I would say so,” the maid answered, following suit and conjuring her own wings.

    Together, the pair would take flight and glide towards an unoccupied tree, causing a few oohs and ahs from their opponents, coming to a stop beside it. There were about twenty different groups ready to take part and as the judges came around and started handing out boxes of items to decorate the trees with, there were a few dissenting voices that started to complain pretty soon about the quality of the goods provided. It appeared that not every box was the same and coming to the same conclusion as Medeia, Armina swiftly opened the box to have a look inside. To their shared relief, the items were rather lovely and the two quickly got to work. Tinsel, lights, ornaments. You name it, they had been provided with it and such was their teamwork that they did not even need to consult each other on how best to carry out their task. They had complete trust in one another and after what seemed to be only moments, Armina placed a rather fitting angel like tree topper to finish things off.

    After that, all they had to do was wait and once the time limit had been reached, the judges would soon be examining the works of all the groups. Some were truly breathtaking while others seemed to be horrible, with pickles on the top for some bizarre reason. The judges clicked their tongues and wondered for what seemed like an eternity, before they convened together and compared score sheets. After that, the trio then approached the angels and handed them the first prize reward, much to the joy of the maid especially. Medeia did not quite show the same level of enthusiasm but humoured her maid nonetheless.

    “How about a celebration?” The witch whispered into her maid’s ear.

    “Did you bring the gear?” Armina replied, her eyes lighting up even more.

    “You know better than to ask me that,”
    Medeia purred, pulling her maid towards her once again...

    (552 Words)
    (1237/2000 TWC)
    (Tree Decorating completed. 5/5 peppermints earned.)


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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Sticking Around- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- Summer Special Participant- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 681
    Guild : Errings Rising
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 3,025,640

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

    And So This Is Christmas... Empty Re: And So This Is Christmas...

    Post by Medeia 4th January 2021, 6:44 am

    Only to be interrupted a second time by a sudden chill that seemed to infect the hearts of all those in the area, far colder than normal for the time of year. It was an insidious chill and enough to make those around the angels to take cover or seem to freeze up on the spot. The two angelic beings simply disengaged from one another again and turned to stare in the direction of the cold. Their anger at being interrupted for a second time more than enough to burn through the frigid temperature. There were no words passed between them then, both knowing that the cold clearly stemmed from some kind of mage.

    Indeed it did stem from a mage although far older than either of the angels might have expected. An old man, dressed like a Victorian gentleman finally came into view, an irritable look on his face. “Oh, fantastic. A pair of angels I see before me. How pathetic,” he complained, his voice scratchy after years of use. “I suppose it is fitting though given this horrible time of year. Does Christmas even mean anything to truly angelic beings?”

    “That is none of your concern,” Medeia replied coldly, “I have no interest in wasting words with a moronic old fool such as yourself. However, for daring to interrupt myself and my dear maid here, I will gladly send what is left of your soul to Hell now.”

    “Count me in for that too, Mistress,”
    Armina added, her hand vanishing briefly down the back of her coat, before pulling out her axe. “I knew this would come in useful.”

    “Can never be too careful,”
    Medeia answered, performing the same procedure and pulling out her sickle.

    “You seek to do battle with me? Very well. Let it not be said that Scrooge was afraid of a fight.” The old man grumpily spat. “Come forth! Ghost Of Christmas Past!”

    With a sudden burst of magic, a pale blue ghost appeared in front of the duo. She looked rather young and hardly old enough to fight but clearly that was not the case, as she instantly started to hurl ice shards at the angelic pair. Splitting up, the two angels would flank her, using their weapons to block and cut through the shards with a precision that had been honed over centuries of practice. The ghost’s aura was not particularly strong and the two angels quickly managed to make their way towards her. Desperately, the ghost would suddenly release a jet black tendril that tore through the air and struck Armina, causing her to stumble, her face becoming fearful.

    “What is this?!” She cried, “My mind is becoming flooded with memories of the past. Mistress! She is using magic similar to yours, forcing me to recall my darkest moments. HELP ME!” Dropping to her knees, the maid began to recall her worst memories, back among the heavens. Where she had been used and abused by the males of the angelic race. Forced to perform acts that no one would wish to perform. It was where all of not only her hatred but Medeia’s as well stemmed from and a few tears began to trickle down the purple haired woman’s face.

    The reaction from the witch was instant and tapping into her powers of flame, Medeia would launch a fist shaped projectile towards the spirit and the damage was far more than the being could handle. In fact, the attack went straight through the spirit, her face contorting with shock as she stared down at the hall through her midsection. With that, the spirit would vanish, returning to its realm, leaving an apocalyptic Medeia to quickly glide to her maids' side

    “Armina?” She asked simply.

    “I am alright, Mistress,” the maid replied, despite the sound of her voice giving away the lie. She was anything but. Instinctively, Medeia would summon a shield around her closest ally, in order to protect her from further harm, before turning back to the old man.

    “That was a mistake, old man,” she ominously warned.

    “She knew what she was getting into…” he started to reply but was rather abruptly cut off as Medeia’s sickle struck him hard, knocking him off his feet, before returning to Medeia’s hand.

    Winded, he would summon another spirit to try and give himself some time to recover. The spirit seemed to be another type of ghost, almost like an older form of the first one. She rode a skulled reindeer, which was quickly charging towards her, the rider wielding a blade of the purest ice. Medeia, however, was more than ready and simply rose a hand in the direction of the charging duo, resulting in a stream of liquid gold to come forth and strike the pair, slowly turning them to solid gold. Just before the rider and mount reached her, they solidified completely, crashing to the ground in front of the witches feet. Unmoving, she would then simply slash the gold with her sickle, causing it to crack and break, more than enough to defeat the ride and mount.

    With that, she would approach the old summoner once more, each footstep carrying the enormous weight of killing intent that she felt towards him. There would be no mercy, no second chance for him. He had committed the unforgivable sin of harming Armina for which there was only one punishment that was severe enough.

    He seemed to be aware of it too and desperately summoned yet another spirit to face her. A cloaked figure with simply darkness for a face. It murmured and cackled, before firing black tendrils of fear and illusion magic towards her. All the raven haired woman did in response was create a flaming shield that blocked them rather easily. She had reached a level now where such things were merely a nuisance to her and as she reached the creature, she would deliver one powerful blow with her sickle, sending it back to where it came.

    “Is that it?” The angel asked, her voice ominous, her crimson eyes locked on to his own.

    “No,” he answered, suddenly summoning the three spirits again for one more round.

    Unfortunately for him, he had decided to put them in the same area and with a single wave of her hands, the three would sink into a pool of liquid gold, struggling and desperately calling out to their master to help them. Yet, to the astonishment of the witch, Scrooge would simply admire the gold and seemingly fuelled by desire and lust for it, would jump in as well. So it was wealth that had consumed him and as both the spirits and their master sunk ever closer to death, Medeia would raise her hand to the sky and summon a shower of liquid gold. The effect was as one might expect, with the heavy drops of gold only increasing the speed of the drowning beings, pushing them under to their deaths. When it was all over, the gold would vanish, leaving nothing behind but the mistress and her maid.

    (1180 WC)
    (2417/2000 TWC)
    (Combat event completed.)


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