Puella Magi Adfligo Systema
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Jonen C
F.M.D.G.
- Location
- Lincopense, Ostrogothia, Suecia
Pish. Hyu heff to earn a het.
The Narrator
Disembodied Voice
- Location
- Somewhere Offscreen
[x] The Phoenixian
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
"To become a giant spider."
It'd be the most regretful thing, at least.
Torgamous
Aspiring Gynoid
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Anyone who thinks losing their heterosexuality is that bad is not someone I want to associate with.
Lone Courier 6
Devilish Fool
- Location
- United States of Quests
Idk, what if she's seen it ruin a relationship? Before and after contracting.
Karnewarrior
Leastmost of the Hanged Man Arcana
I think being forced to be gay would be just as bad as being forced to be straight.
The Narrator
Disembodied Voice
- Location
- Somewhere Offscreen
I don't think that anyone would want their sexual orientation--whatever orientation that might be--changed to the opposite.
Onmur
Archangel of Nutella.
Unless, say, it was Kirika and Oriko somehow got changed into being a guy.
... No wait, that wouldn't work on Kirika; she wouldn't need to be forced at all.
- Location
- United Kingdom
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Except that would be super shitty for Oriko, and Kirika is Oriko-sexual (Demisexual?) anyway, so reversing it would be problematic for her anyway.
Always Happening
We could have prevented this.
- Location
- On a train with no brakes
So when do we want to get into contact with Niko? She's very much a VIP, and kind of almost inherently in danger. We want her to help us with SCIENCE stuff, and given her reaction to our Clear Seed, I imagine she'd jump at the call to work with us on magiscience in any way feasible. Outside of Riona, she's the one meguca we know who's most probably resilient to witchbombing, and most useful to finding a way to reverse (in whole or in part) witching out. Chimeras aren't the ideal solution, but they're technically already success, in that it's reincarnation rather than resurrection.
Tonight, perhaps? She seems the type to burn the midnight oil on such things, and sleep is kind of technically optional for meguca anyway because magic. Even if our schedule isn't super full in the immediate future, we need to fill it up with time-sensitive shit we want to get done ASAP, because in two or three days we're going to stop having free time forever (outside of flagrant timestop abuse).
Clarity edit: I'm not suggesting that's the only thing she can/should help us out with either; she's stupid versatile and MAGIC CIVIL ENGINEERING
Tonight, perhaps? She seems the type to burn the midnight oil on such things, and sleep is kind of technically optional for meguca anyway because magic. Even if our schedule isn't super full in the immediate future, we need to fill it up with time-sensitive shit we want to get done ASAP, because in two or three days we're going to stop having free time forever (outside of flagrant timestop abuse).
Clarity edit: I'm not suggesting that's the only thing she can/should help us out with either; she's stupid versatile and MAGIC CIVIL ENGINEERING
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- Location
- Illinois
PRIMAL CROSSOVER
Lisa cackled. "She thought you were talking about fiction!"
The response, naturally, was confused. "But I was?" asked the white-haired, blue-coated girl, "It's not every day you meet somebody who can speak Quenya, so I was just chatting for a bit before I was going to get to the point. Glory Girl interrupted and then I didn't want to blow cover."
A blink. "Oh, dammit, why do you always give my power aneurysms? Wait, wait, wait, you mean you didn't get to the part where she's pulling enough magical energy through a crack in the universe to give reality seizures!?!?"
A pause, and Sabrina Tomoe (née Vee) shifted slightly, looked down, and scraped a booted foot along the floor.
"Oh my god."
"But it was Quenya!"
Regent just cackled. It wasn't every day you got live, in-house comedy segments.
Lisa cackled. "She thought you were talking about fiction!"
The response, naturally, was confused. "But I was?" asked the white-haired, blue-coated girl, "It's not every day you meet somebody who can speak Quenya, so I was just chatting for a bit before I was going to get to the point. Glory Girl interrupted and then I didn't want to blow cover."
A blink. "Oh, dammit, why do you always give my power aneurysms? Wait, wait, wait, you mean you didn't get to the part where she's pulling enough magical energy through a crack in the universe to give reality seizures!?!?"
A pause, and Sabrina Tomoe (née Vee) shifted slightly, looked down, and scraped a booted foot along the floor.
"Oh my god."
"But it was Quenya!"
Regent just cackled. It wasn't every day you got live, in-house comedy segments.
Karnewarrior
Leastmost of the Hanged Man Arcana
I... actually think that would be kinda funny. From a meta perspective, it fits; The "girl with no weaknesses" is taken out by someone's shitty cider? Generic but good comedy right there, and a staple of the Japanese humor diet to boot.
From a personal perspective though, we'd probably be smart to stay away from it. But SV has made poor decisions before... (part of why I prefer these forum games to Bay12's - everything's optimized to hell and back over there, and it's either hardcore RPing or seeing how far they can break a fucking system. I swear I've never seen those guys make a wrong decision in a forum game before, at least not by accident.)
Script Mak3r
(Verified Sun God) (Verified Feathers)
- Location
- Hell of Blazing Fires
- Pronouns
- She/Her
@Godwinson, why don't you update.
As I recall, Bay12 is home to both the KSP Forums and the Dwarf Fortress Forums. We've got nothing on them.
Karnewarrior
Leastmost of the Hanged Man Arcana
Different sorts of Optimization, I guess. SV tends to go for "Bigger guns and MOAR DAKKA", Bay 12 tends to go for "I pull this pin and then entire city turns into a death trap that specifically picks out people I don't like and fires them into magma."
Bay12 tends to like to go for insanely complicated but very well thought out plans where everything falls into place whereas SV seems to prefer just having big guns, lots of friends and acceptable amounts of collateral damage.
DF, yes. Not KSP. Although there's a pretty significant amount of overlap. I also believe we overlap pretty heavily with the Paradox forums as well, which should tell you something about the environment and love of plotting the community has.
I mean, I love Bay 12, I've been posting there since 2009. I just got tired of DMing for them because they're/we're 110% munchkin. It's a certain style of fun and SV is just a different style.
Godwinson
"Well, I've got nothing."
I'm currently writing the next update, in fact.
theauthor
Birdie
- Location
- Soerabaja
My sources tell me he still busy fending off viking and norman invasion.
Godwinson
"Well, I've got nothing."
That's far more accurate than I'd like it to be.
"We Don't Go To Asunaro..." pt. 15
... so you're a hypocrite, then.
You follow Mami into the kitchen, snorting to yourself in amusement. Mami turns curious eyes on you, and you shake your head.
"I'm a hypocrite," you say cheerfully. "Remember when I insisted on helping to cook despite being a guest here?"
"That's true!" Mami says, giving you a fond look. She taps you on the nose. "Bad Sabrina."
You laugh, tilting your head back so that you can brush a kiss against Mami's finger. She blushes bright red, eyes going warm and soft and adoring as she presses closer to you. You loop your arm around her waist and pull her close, beaming. "So, what shall we cook?"
Mami makes a squeaking, embarrassed noise, and shakes herself. "Umm, hm," she says, glancing at the clock. "We should try and hurry dinner so that we can meet up for the Witch hunt after this, so something simple."
"Omu rice?" you suggest. "I'd say pasta, but we already did Italian this afternoon."
"Ah, that's a good idea," Mami says. She's still grinning brightly at you, cheeks red. "We can make some croquettes to go with it! And some miso soup."
"Works for me!" you say, releasing Mami and rubbing your hands together. Omelette rice. "I'll get the eggs. Minced chicken?"
"Something more flavourful, I think. Pork?" Mami says, walking over to the rice cooker. "Vegetable croquettes?"
"Pork it is! We have cabbage and carrot and stuff," you say, pulling the refrigerator open and starting to unload ingredients onto the table.
Mami beams at you, filling the rice cooker with washed rice and reaching past you to grab a packet of pork mince. You toe the fridge shut with your foot, and pass her the sesame oil and soy sauce for seasoning.
You twirl past Mami to retrieve potatoes from the cupboard. You'll need to peel these, but you're in a bit of a rush, and totally not being lazy, so you flash Mami a smile as nudge the window open to pull some Grief in. "I'm going to... save us a bit of effort."
"That's cheating," Mami huffs, but she beams at you.
It only takes you a minute to shred the skin from the potatoes with a cloud of microscopically sharp blades. Magic is such bullshit, but it has its uses sometimes. Speaking of which, that gives you an idea - you can afford to show off a little. You set the potatoes to boil on the stove and give Mami a quick smile.
"Hey, girls?" you say, poking your head out of the kitchen door. "Are you girls OK if I do something with Grief? It'll, uh, it'll feel kind of like a Witch. Unfortunate side-effect, really."
"Uh?" Kazumi asks. She's sitting on the couch, watching some gameshow on television. Umika and Kaoru sit on either side of her, leaning against her shoulder. "Uh... I guess? Kaoru? Umika?"
"What do you mean, it'll feel like a Witch?" Umika asks.
"Just that," you say, rubbing your nose. "Um, well, Grief that we generate when using magic is the same stuff that makes up Witches and Witch Barriers. It's kind of why Grief Seeds can cleanse our Soul Gems, I think. Like calls to like. So I can manipulate regular Grief, but if I do anything fancy with it, it feels the same."
"Oh," Umika says. "Well... sure?"
"Kaoru?" you ask.
"I'm fine if everyone else is!" Kaoru says, raising an eyebrow at Kazumi, who grins back. "... and uh, if I don't have to eat it."
"No, no, not at all," you say, waving your hands placatingly. "You don't have to eat it."
"Then I'm fine!" Kaoru grins.
"Alright, thanks!" you say, and return to the kitchen.
Mami smiles at you as she whisks eggs in a bowl. "What do you have in mind, Sabrina?"
"Setting the table in style," you say, grinning at her as you add a pinch of salt to the boiling potatoes. "Watch the potatoes for me a bit?"
"Of course," Mami says warmly.
You give her a quick hug, and retreat to lean against the wall so you're out of the way. You're already drawing more Grief through the window, just enough to mould into a little knee-high blob. You've already done this before, of course, so you close your eyes and focus along familiar shapes.
When you open your eyes, the kitchen is starting to fill with deliciously savoury scents. Mami's browning the pork mince in a pan, and you're riding on Mami's shoulder. You beam at her, walking over to give her a hug from behind.
"Hi," Mami says, turning the heat down so that she can squirm around in your hug. "Um, I grabbed your chibi before you were done with it, is that alright?"
You giggle, and squirm about on her shoulder so you can pull one of her hair drills around you like a giant, flaxen scarf. "That's perfectly fine."
Mami relaxes into your hug, tucking her head against your shoulder. "We should continue cooking."
"Mmm," you say, tightening your hug. You hop off Mami's shoulder and onto the kitchen counter, striding across it and leaning over so you can root around the top drawer for cutlery. "Hug first."
"Hey, feet off the table!" Mami says, faking annoyance.
"Well, they're clean," you offer, grinning at her. "I'll set the table."
"Sounds good to me," Mami agrees with a warm smile.
You release her from your hug, and join her at the kitchen counter - the potatoes are about done, so you grab the potato masher and the colander. Mami nods thoughtfully, turning on the deep fryer to warm up. You send her a grateful grin, draining the potatoes and toddling out of the kitchen with fistfuls of cutlery in either hand.
You're met with three curious, wary gazes outside. Kazumi's eyes go very, very wide as she rises from the couch, walking purposefully over to you. She picks you up, holding you in front of her at arm's length.
"I'm... setting the table?" you say, waving the cutlery at her. You grin at Mami in the kitchen, and she giggles, still keeping an eye on the pan.
Kazumi nods, walking to the kitchen while still holding you. "Mami, Sabrina?" she says solemnly. "Bad news, I'm sorry, but I'm keeping this."
You can hear a muffled "Kazumi no," from the living room. Mami giggles.
"I need to set the table!" you protest, waving your stubby hands at her.
"Plus, uh, it'll kind of dissolve back into Grief if it leaves my control radius," you add, grinning over your shoulder at her as you start chopping up vegetables to mix into the mashed potatoes. "Sorry, Kazumi."
"Aw," she says, drooping and carefully setting you down. "But the chibi-you is so cute!"
"Actually, I was gonna suggest you could try copying it, and make a chibi-Kazumi," you say. "Mami can make one too!"
"I'm focusing on cooking right now," Mami protests. She pointedly does not look at Kazumi, who's making the biggest, most woebegone puppy-dog eyes at her.
"Maybe later?" you say, snickering as you mix the croquette mixture up nicely and start forming it into little patties. "Also, let me set the table?"
"Eh? Oh, yes!" Kazumi says, carrying you back out of the kitchen. She carefully sets you down at the table, and watches as you start laying out cutlery for dinner. "You can see through that thing?"
"Hey, 'that thing' is me," you call from the kitchen. You smirk up at Kazumi - even standing on the table, you have to tilt your head back quite a bit. "But yes, I can see and hear through this body."
"Cool," Kazumi says. "Umika, Kaoru, look!"
Kaoru's flopped over on the couch, head resting where Kazumi was sitting before and legs hanging over the side. "Yes, Kazumi, we see," she says, smiling. "Yes, Sabrina's chibi is very cute. Right, Umika?"
"Right!" Umika says, pushing the glasses up her nose.
You giggle as you finish up with the cutlery and hop off the table. "C'mon, don't you like the idea of having a chibi-Kazumi or two to cuddle? Kazumi, do you want to try copying this?"
"Yup!" Kazumi agrees, bouncing on her toes. She holds her hand out towards you, drifting sparkles of crimson light gathering under her open palm. "Scongiuro copione!"
You fold your arms as the light surges forth to engulf you, limning you in bright, glowing fire before fading. You hold still for it, and grin at Kazumi. "Well?"
Kazumi blinks, shaking her head like she'd gotten smacked between the eyes. "Whoa."
You raise your eyebrows at her. "OK there?"
"Yup!" Kazumi says, scrunching her eyebrows. "Your power is weird. I think I can make the chibi, though..."
She frowns, holding her hand out. "... hey, wait, did you name this?"
"Not an attack!" you say, raising a finger. In the kitchen, Mami elbows you in the side, and you grin playfully back at her. "So no, no name."
"Hmph," Kazumi says, but quiets down and frowns in concentration. A black blob appears in front of her, inflating rapidly like a balloon. With a sharp pop, colours bloom across the surface in ripples, life surging through the figure. "Whoa!"
The mini-Kazumi opens her eyes, staring up at Kazumi. "Cool," they say in unison. "Umika, pick me up!"
Kazumi's copy isn't Witchy, which you could have expected. She's not making her chibi the same way you are, after all.
"Oh dear," Umika murmurs, but obliges, leaning forward to scoop the mini-Kazumi off the floor and plop her down on her lap to cuddle. Kaoru pouts, but that vanishes when Kazumi flops down beside them.
"This is so cool," Kazumi says, heads turning every which way. "I can see through two sets of eyes?"
"Yup!" you confirm, grinning. "Anyway, I'm gonna get the plates. Have fun!"
Mami beams at you, bumping her shoulder against you. You grin back, starting to fry up the croquettes even as you toddle back into the kitchen. Mami hands you a stack of plates, leaning down to muss your hair.
... when you get back outside, you can't help but notice that there are five Kazumis now. Umika and Kaoru have two apiece, cuddled like teddy bears.
"This is a fantastic trick, Sabrina!" Kazumi says happily.
"I'm glad you enjoy it!" you say neutrally, hopping up to a chair, and then the table to set the plates out. You better not have unleashed a plague of Kazumis upon the world by accident. If you have, you're gonna go and give Oriko a good shaking for not warning you about it. In specific terms. 'A plague of Kazumis.'
It doesn't take too much longer before dinner's ready to serve. You do just that with the help of your extra body, Kazumi and her friends hurrying over eagerly to lend their hands.
A big pile of freshly deep-fried croquettes sits in the middle of the table, and everyone's seated with a serving of omelette-wrapped rice and a bowl of miso soup in front of them. You chorus out an "Itadakimasu," and dig in.
"It's delicious!" Kaoru squeals after the first bite.
"I can see why Kazumi always spoke fondly of your cooking, Mami," Umika says, leaning forward.
"Sabrina helped a lot!" Mami says, blushing.
"Nah, you did almost everything for the omu rice," you say, smiling warmly at her as you take a bite. "It is delicious."
"Thank you, Sabrina," Mami says. "Thank you, everyone."
"By the way, Mami, um... what happened with the coffee table?" Kazumi asks, pointing over her shoulder.
"Oh," you say, laughing. "Table-kun, uh, had an accident."
You tell them the story, glossing over the whys of Sayaka breaking the table, but the story of mending Table-kun gets starry eyes from Kazumi, and Umika tapping out notes on her phone.
Dinner winds past with light chatter, bantering back and forth about the day. Kazumi regales you with stories of the earlier days of the Pleiades Saints' earlier days, and the more embarrassing stories in their past. Eventually, though, dinner is finished, and this time, Kazumi, her friends, and the squad of mini Kazumis absolutely insist on cleaning up. This time, you give in, and retreat to the couch, Mami cuddled up against your side.
"Mmm," you hum quietly. "Mami? Do you mind if we did a bit of testing while they're washing up?"
"Hmm, Sabrina?" Mami asks, snuggling closer to you. You'd dismissed your chibi before dinner, her duty done.
"I wanna test the range extension again," you say, tucking your arm around her. "If you're willing?"
"Oh," Mami says, blushing. "Um, alright. Um..."
Without disentangling herself from your side, she holds her hand straight out, flipping it so that a wheel of ribbon extends from her hand, unspooling across the floor. It rolls up the wall, and out the window.
"Um, a hundred meters, right? Um... let's go to the end of the street, then..." Mami muses.
"Yeah," you say, wincing at a particularly loud clatter from the kitchen. "That should be more than far enough. Tell me when you're ready."
"We're OK!" Kazumi calls from the kitchen. "The plates are fine too!"
"Ready," Mami says, smiling and offering you the end of the ribbon.
"Alright," you say, covering her hand with yours. You cleanse her Soul Gem, drawing forth wisps of Grief to condense into a little marble. Enough for you to work with, and so you just... push your magic into Mami's ribbon.
"Oh-" Mami makes a strangled noise, stiffening in your arms. Your magic surges along the ribbon, flooding down the side of the building and streaking along the pavement, all the way down to end of the street.
"Are you OK, Mami?" you ask, concerned. "I can stop if you want."
"I- yeah, I'm alright, it's just-" Mami shakes her head, blushing. "It's very- hard to ignore. It's a sensation of you, just- crowding out everything."
"Ah... OK," you say, frowning. You'll make this quick, then - you send your Grief marble gliding along the ribbon, sailing out of the window. Mami kept her ribbon to patches of shadow beside the pavement to avoid notice, and you do the same.
The marble slides along the ribbon, making contact - and it reaches the end of the ribbon. More than a hundred meters away from you.
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Ugh, update got away from me - I'd meant to cover the Witch hunt this one, but the update just got longer and longer. Well, action next update, then!
You follow Mami into the kitchen, snorting to yourself in amusement. Mami turns curious eyes on you, and you shake your head.
"I'm a hypocrite," you say cheerfully. "Remember when I insisted on helping to cook despite being a guest here?"
"That's true!" Mami says, giving you a fond look. She taps you on the nose. "Bad Sabrina."
You laugh, tilting your head back so that you can brush a kiss against Mami's finger. She blushes bright red, eyes going warm and soft and adoring as she presses closer to you. You loop your arm around her waist and pull her close, beaming. "So, what shall we cook?"
Mami makes a squeaking, embarrassed noise, and shakes herself. "Umm, hm," she says, glancing at the clock. "We should try and hurry dinner so that we can meet up for the Witch hunt after this, so something simple."
"Omu rice?" you suggest. "I'd say pasta, but we already did Italian this afternoon."
"Ah, that's a good idea," Mami says. She's still grinning brightly at you, cheeks red. "We can make some croquettes to go with it! And some miso soup."
"Works for me!" you say, releasing Mami and rubbing your hands together. Omelette rice. "I'll get the eggs. Minced chicken?"
"Something more flavourful, I think. Pork?" Mami says, walking over to the rice cooker. "Vegetable croquettes?"
"Pork it is! We have cabbage and carrot and stuff," you say, pulling the refrigerator open and starting to unload ingredients onto the table.
Mami beams at you, filling the rice cooker with washed rice and reaching past you to grab a packet of pork mince. You toe the fridge shut with your foot, and pass her the sesame oil and soy sauce for seasoning.
You twirl past Mami to retrieve potatoes from the cupboard. You'll need to peel these, but you're in a bit of a rush, and totally not being lazy, so you flash Mami a smile as nudge the window open to pull some Grief in. "I'm going to... save us a bit of effort."
"That's cheating," Mami huffs, but she beams at you.
It only takes you a minute to shred the skin from the potatoes with a cloud of microscopically sharp blades. Magic is such bullshit, but it has its uses sometimes. Speaking of which, that gives you an idea - you can afford to show off a little. You set the potatoes to boil on the stove and give Mami a quick smile.
"Hey, girls?" you say, poking your head out of the kitchen door. "Are you girls OK if I do something with Grief? It'll, uh, it'll feel kind of like a Witch. Unfortunate side-effect, really."
"Uh?" Kazumi asks. She's sitting on the couch, watching some gameshow on television. Umika and Kaoru sit on either side of her, leaning against her shoulder. "Uh... I guess? Kaoru? Umika?"
"What do you mean, it'll feel like a Witch?" Umika asks.
"Just that," you say, rubbing your nose. "Um, well, Grief that we generate when using magic is the same stuff that makes up Witches and Witch Barriers. It's kind of why Grief Seeds can cleanse our Soul Gems, I think. Like calls to like. So I can manipulate regular Grief, but if I do anything fancy with it, it feels the same."
"Oh," Umika says. "Well... sure?"
"Kaoru?" you ask.
"I'm fine if everyone else is!" Kaoru says, raising an eyebrow at Kazumi, who grins back. "... and uh, if I don't have to eat it."
"No, no, not at all," you say, waving your hands placatingly. "You don't have to eat it."
"Then I'm fine!" Kaoru grins.
"Alright, thanks!" you say, and return to the kitchen.
Mami smiles at you as she whisks eggs in a bowl. "What do you have in mind, Sabrina?"
"Setting the table in style," you say, grinning at her as you add a pinch of salt to the boiling potatoes. "Watch the potatoes for me a bit?"
"Of course," Mami says warmly.
You give her a quick hug, and retreat to lean against the wall so you're out of the way. You're already drawing more Grief through the window, just enough to mould into a little knee-high blob. You've already done this before, of course, so you close your eyes and focus along familiar shapes.
When you open your eyes, the kitchen is starting to fill with deliciously savoury scents. Mami's browning the pork mince in a pan, and you're riding on Mami's shoulder. You beam at her, walking over to give her a hug from behind.
"Hi," Mami says, turning the heat down so that she can squirm around in your hug. "Um, I grabbed your chibi before you were done with it, is that alright?"
You giggle, and squirm about on her shoulder so you can pull one of her hair drills around you like a giant, flaxen scarf. "That's perfectly fine."
Mami relaxes into your hug, tucking her head against your shoulder. "We should continue cooking."
"Mmm," you say, tightening your hug. You hop off Mami's shoulder and onto the kitchen counter, striding across it and leaning over so you can root around the top drawer for cutlery. "Hug first."
"Hey, feet off the table!" Mami says, faking annoyance.
"Well, they're clean," you offer, grinning at her. "I'll set the table."
"Sounds good to me," Mami agrees with a warm smile.
You release her from your hug, and join her at the kitchen counter - the potatoes are about done, so you grab the potato masher and the colander. Mami nods thoughtfully, turning on the deep fryer to warm up. You send her a grateful grin, draining the potatoes and toddling out of the kitchen with fistfuls of cutlery in either hand.
You're met with three curious, wary gazes outside. Kazumi's eyes go very, very wide as she rises from the couch, walking purposefully over to you. She picks you up, holding you in front of her at arm's length.
"I'm... setting the table?" you say, waving the cutlery at her. You grin at Mami in the kitchen, and she giggles, still keeping an eye on the pan.
Kazumi nods, walking to the kitchen while still holding you. "Mami, Sabrina?" she says solemnly. "Bad news, I'm sorry, but I'm keeping this."
You can hear a muffled "Kazumi no," from the living room. Mami giggles.
"I need to set the table!" you protest, waving your stubby hands at her.
"Plus, uh, it'll kind of dissolve back into Grief if it leaves my control radius," you add, grinning over your shoulder at her as you start chopping up vegetables to mix into the mashed potatoes. "Sorry, Kazumi."
"Aw," she says, drooping and carefully setting you down. "But the chibi-you is so cute!"
"Actually, I was gonna suggest you could try copying it, and make a chibi-Kazumi," you say. "Mami can make one too!"
"I'm focusing on cooking right now," Mami protests. She pointedly does not look at Kazumi, who's making the biggest, most woebegone puppy-dog eyes at her.
"Maybe later?" you say, snickering as you mix the croquette mixture up nicely and start forming it into little patties. "Also, let me set the table?"
"Eh? Oh, yes!" Kazumi says, carrying you back out of the kitchen. She carefully sets you down at the table, and watches as you start laying out cutlery for dinner. "You can see through that thing?"
"Hey, 'that thing' is me," you call from the kitchen. You smirk up at Kazumi - even standing on the table, you have to tilt your head back quite a bit. "But yes, I can see and hear through this body."
"Cool," Kazumi says. "Umika, Kaoru, look!"
Kaoru's flopped over on the couch, head resting where Kazumi was sitting before and legs hanging over the side. "Yes, Kazumi, we see," she says, smiling. "Yes, Sabrina's chibi is very cute. Right, Umika?"
"Right!" Umika says, pushing the glasses up her nose.
You giggle as you finish up with the cutlery and hop off the table. "C'mon, don't you like the idea of having a chibi-Kazumi or two to cuddle? Kazumi, do you want to try copying this?"
"Yup!" Kazumi agrees, bouncing on her toes. She holds her hand out towards you, drifting sparkles of crimson light gathering under her open palm. "Scongiuro copione!"
You fold your arms as the light surges forth to engulf you, limning you in bright, glowing fire before fading. You hold still for it, and grin at Kazumi. "Well?"
Kazumi blinks, shaking her head like she'd gotten smacked between the eyes. "Whoa."
You raise your eyebrows at her. "OK there?"
"Yup!" Kazumi says, scrunching her eyebrows. "Your power is weird. I think I can make the chibi, though..."
She frowns, holding her hand out. "... hey, wait, did you name this?"
"Not an attack!" you say, raising a finger. In the kitchen, Mami elbows you in the side, and you grin playfully back at her. "So no, no name."
"Hmph," Kazumi says, but quiets down and frowns in concentration. A black blob appears in front of her, inflating rapidly like a balloon. With a sharp pop, colours bloom across the surface in ripples, life surging through the figure. "Whoa!"
The mini-Kazumi opens her eyes, staring up at Kazumi. "Cool," they say in unison. "Umika, pick me up!"
Kazumi's copy isn't Witchy, which you could have expected. She's not making her chibi the same way you are, after all.
"Oh dear," Umika murmurs, but obliges, leaning forward to scoop the mini-Kazumi off the floor and plop her down on her lap to cuddle. Kaoru pouts, but that vanishes when Kazumi flops down beside them.
"This is so cool," Kazumi says, heads turning every which way. "I can see through two sets of eyes?"
"Yup!" you confirm, grinning. "Anyway, I'm gonna get the plates. Have fun!"
Mami beams at you, bumping her shoulder against you. You grin back, starting to fry up the croquettes even as you toddle back into the kitchen. Mami hands you a stack of plates, leaning down to muss your hair.
... when you get back outside, you can't help but notice that there are five Kazumis now. Umika and Kaoru have two apiece, cuddled like teddy bears.
"This is a fantastic trick, Sabrina!" Kazumi says happily.
"I'm glad you enjoy it!" you say neutrally, hopping up to a chair, and then the table to set the plates out. You better not have unleashed a plague of Kazumis upon the world by accident. If you have, you're gonna go and give Oriko a good shaking for not warning you about it. In specific terms. 'A plague of Kazumis.'
It doesn't take too much longer before dinner's ready to serve. You do just that with the help of your extra body, Kazumi and her friends hurrying over eagerly to lend their hands.
A big pile of freshly deep-fried croquettes sits in the middle of the table, and everyone's seated with a serving of omelette-wrapped rice and a bowl of miso soup in front of them. You chorus out an "Itadakimasu," and dig in.
"It's delicious!" Kaoru squeals after the first bite.
"I can see why Kazumi always spoke fondly of your cooking, Mami," Umika says, leaning forward.
"Sabrina helped a lot!" Mami says, blushing.
"Nah, you did almost everything for the omu rice," you say, smiling warmly at her as you take a bite. "It is delicious."
"Thank you, Sabrina," Mami says. "Thank you, everyone."
"By the way, Mami, um... what happened with the coffee table?" Kazumi asks, pointing over her shoulder.
"Oh," you say, laughing. "Table-kun, uh, had an accident."
You tell them the story, glossing over the whys of Sayaka breaking the table, but the story of mending Table-kun gets starry eyes from Kazumi, and Umika tapping out notes on her phone.
Dinner winds past with light chatter, bantering back and forth about the day. Kazumi regales you with stories of the earlier days of the Pleiades Saints' earlier days, and the more embarrassing stories in their past. Eventually, though, dinner is finished, and this time, Kazumi, her friends, and the squad of mini Kazumis absolutely insist on cleaning up. This time, you give in, and retreat to the couch, Mami cuddled up against your side.
"Mmm," you hum quietly. "Mami? Do you mind if we did a bit of testing while they're washing up?"
"Hmm, Sabrina?" Mami asks, snuggling closer to you. You'd dismissed your chibi before dinner, her duty done.
"I wanna test the range extension again," you say, tucking your arm around her. "If you're willing?"
"Oh," Mami says, blushing. "Um, alright. Um..."
Without disentangling herself from your side, she holds her hand straight out, flipping it so that a wheel of ribbon extends from her hand, unspooling across the floor. It rolls up the wall, and out the window.
"Um, a hundred meters, right? Um... let's go to the end of the street, then..." Mami muses.
"Yeah," you say, wincing at a particularly loud clatter from the kitchen. "That should be more than far enough. Tell me when you're ready."
"We're OK!" Kazumi calls from the kitchen. "The plates are fine too!"
"Ready," Mami says, smiling and offering you the end of the ribbon.
"Alright," you say, covering her hand with yours. You cleanse her Soul Gem, drawing forth wisps of Grief to condense into a little marble. Enough for you to work with, and so you just... push your magic into Mami's ribbon.
"Oh-" Mami makes a strangled noise, stiffening in your arms. Your magic surges along the ribbon, flooding down the side of the building and streaking along the pavement, all the way down to end of the street.
"Are you OK, Mami?" you ask, concerned. "I can stop if you want."
"I- yeah, I'm alright, it's just-" Mami shakes her head, blushing. "It's very- hard to ignore. It's a sensation of you, just- crowding out everything."
"Ah... OK," you say, frowning. You'll make this quick, then - you send your Grief marble gliding along the ribbon, sailing out of the window. Mami kept her ribbon to patches of shadow beside the pavement to avoid notice, and you do the same.
The marble slides along the ribbon, making contact - and it reaches the end of the ribbon. More than a hundred meters away from you.
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[] Witch hunt!
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[X] Witch Hunt
-[X] Ask Sayaka if she feels confident in her Clone Power to scout ahead. That should become standard practice, to be honest.
-[X] Play support and battlefield control. Pay attention to the Pleiades' styles.
-[X] Clear the Seed and give it to the Pleiades.
-[X] Ask Sayaka if she feels confident in her Clone Power to scout ahead. That should become standard practice, to be honest.
-[X] Play support and battlefield control. Pay attention to the Pleiades' styles.
-[X] Clear the Seed and give it to the Pleiades.
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Ugh, update got away from me - I'd meant to cover the Witch hunt this one, but the update just got longer and longer. Well, action next update, then!
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- Location
- The Surface Of A Hostile Planet
They're multiplying. What have we done?
Also, confirmation that Kazumi's powers can copy our effects. Chibi Sayaka incoming?
Also, confirmation that Kazumi's powers can copy our effects. Chibi Sayaka incoming?
AuraTwilight
The Sorcerer of Smiles
- Location
- The Silver City
So Kazumi's copying of our power makes a bubble of pseudo-grief she can play with?
....and she made five of them.
Oh hey, we were right, we can get past our range thanks to Mami! The sensation problem is sort of unacceptable though. Fuck.
....and she made five of them.
Oh hey, we were right, we can get past our range thanks to Mami! The sensation problem is sort of unacceptable though. Fuck.
- Location
- ⇙
Cute. I wonder how costly Kazumi's chibis are. That she can copy our stuff at all is prety nice. We should really check how her and Sayaka's powers interact with each other.
That the range extension works is pretty cool, although it seems like it's pretty overwhelming for Mami.
That the range extension works is pretty cool, although it seems like it's pretty overwhelming for Mami.
- Location
- Auf dem Tisch
Wow, more lewd than hand holding. Very important experiment of the highest priority: can we tickle Mami through her ribbons? This, too, is SCIENCE.