You are Sarena Rosenberger, a Jewish pizza hostess who months ago graduated high school and lived a relatively plain life. Due to a series of unfortunate events you unleashed the mystical essence trapped within your family heirloom. A grimoire known as the Book of Tehom. Binding the primordial monstrosity of chaos and culture hero deity of order to your very being. In the process, your body was morphed by The Source, an infinite coalescence formed from both Aether (Tehut/The Light) and the Abyss (Tehom/Great Darkness), turning you into an avatar/demihuman (goddess).
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>>5458625 Archives:
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Welcome all, to another Teen Titans Quest! Setting in the world of DC, specifically the Teen Titan’s universe abet AU. This story will on occasion take beats from the source material but will otherwise be its own unique experience. Thus we won’t be limited by just the cliff notes and regulations of the canon dynamics. That said, you’ll be playing a pivotal character that depending on your actions can be a hero, villain, or in between.
We’ll be using a die system that honestly clicked with me when composing this game from another quest for a simpler experience.
Die Rules
>Everyone can roll once per die chain, the three/four best rolls will be taken. >Roll 2d100 unless specifically asked otherwise >The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest gets priority) >The second die is your actual check (Note: The first die can still influence any outside elements pending on the roll) >A bonus will be granted if several players succeed in the dc check. The higher the succession, the grander the bonus. >Crits are Nat 1 for failure and 100 for succession. (a 99, matching or paired rolls may net you an additional bonus) >Bonuses are outside factors that commonly appear as happenstance or phenomenon. Usually, they'll change the course of the current situation/predicament, typically to your favor based on the result of the roll. They operate out of your succession and/or failure. >Bonuses only provide opportunities or second chances. They do not flat-out override the results of the roll. >Each vote generally has one roll, but if multiple actions are made or multiple votes are stacked, additional roll checks will be given on a case-on-case basis on complexity. General Rules
>Write-in is always encouraged, be it dialogue or action, but will be left to my judgment to tweak to better fit Sarena's character/story narrative >If a vote doesn't negatively contradict each other and/or is a close enough tie, I may end up using both in the next story post. >Rules may be subject to change at any time >Remember to have fun The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 10 Nov 2022 16:01:14 No. 5458631 Report >>5458627 Sarena Rosenberger. More commonly known by your shortened name Rena Rose. Age sixteen. An average high school girl of Jewish origins. Remarkably smart for your own age, you were more or less a plain jane in every other aspect. For as long as you can remember you live in a metropolitan district known as Jump City. Sitting on the long coastline of California, Jump City is well-known for being a comfortable residence. Bustling with vigorous energy, it was quite a charming if not quaint scenery with its booming populous.
With surprisingly light traffic, clean streets, countless shops fitting various interests and convenience, and no shortage of entertainment venues, it’s a city that most of its civilians consider themselves extremely lucky to call home. Backed up by a trusted and well-supported police force, it’s honestly no wonder why the civilians are happy to live in this metropolitan. However, even the most robust and sturdy locations weren’t immune to the ever-changing winds of fate. Despite the security, there was always something happening in Jump City for better or worse.
Like its citizens, you called this place your home, again for better or worse. What you can recall out of the past sixteen years of your life was a relatively average life. You did just about what any resident would do. Such activities as playing at the beaches and parks, exploring the countless buildings in the shopping arcades, watching films in one of the many theatres around, enjoying the rides and games on its massive pier, to even just eating at the local pizza shop at the town center. Aside from the occasional trips elsewhere, you more or less spent your entire life here.
Living the best life that you can manage you spent most of your time in a large two stories house. Own by the settlers that were your ancestors, it was a place that was within your family for about a century. Or at least you assumed, it might possibly be older. Not that you could tell since it was well preserved and frequently refurbished to stand the tests of time. You were the middle child of a family of six. Two of which were fraternal twins whom you called your youngest siblings. As for the eldest sibling, he was already on his way to college.
With your father a police commissioner and your mother a negotiator, you were often left to your own devices. Even having to babysit your siblings. Although those times were soon coming to an end as they were now in the seventh grade. Like clockwork, everything ran exactly how it was supposed to. Leaving you to feel relatively bored out of your skull. Alas, that was the price for peace in these times. Unlike places such as Metropolis or Gotham, there was a severe lack of super-criminals and villains. On the other side of the coin, there was a sharp absence of heroes.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 10 Nov 2022 16:02:50 No. 5458633 Report >>5458631 Metropolis has the superfamily, Goatham with its bat family, Star City has the team arrow, and so on. Jump City doesn’t have any corresponding team or club of heroes. Not even its own bounty-hunting organization. At least as far as you knew. This constant period of serenity has also left a sense of uncertainty for its citizens as they lament this absence.
As for you, you couldn’t fathom the issue. Even if life was rather mundane to you, there was a sense of security in following the everyday routine. Wishing for something more would be going against normal life. You told yourself this countless times, almost as if the mantra of normality has been rooted deep in your heart. Even so, there was a sense of uncertainty creeping down into the recesses of your mind. A sense that this was just the calm before the storm. A premonition that something big was coming.
Perhaps it all started when you found that grimoire recently in your basement.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 10 Nov 2022 16:13:48 No. 5458644 Report >>5458633 Before we jump forward to the present (1-2 Years Later), let's decide how your powers chose to manifest as for the time being.
>Divine Path - Chosen Champion of a Divine Pantheon (Shazam/Wonder Woman) >Celestial Path - Direct Descendant of a Previous Lord of Order and Warrior Princess (Amethyst & Dr Fate) >Spiritual Path - Stillborn Baby that was given a second chance at life by the Spectre and connected to the Phantom/Spectre Force (Raven/Ghost [Elisa Cameron]) >Primal Path - Prodigious Late bloomer with the metagene and blessed by Mother Nature (Rima the Jungle Girl/Vixen) >Magic Path - Byproduct of the Atavism of the Magus (Zatanna/Sabrina The Teenage Witch) >Cosmic Path - Unlikely Guardian Candidate chosen by Ekron into a Celestial Order (Emerald Empress/Green Lantern) >Alien/Technological Path - Symbiotic Relationship with a Cosmic Entity (Linda Danvers/Spawn) >Mystery Box. Anonymous
>>5458644 >Mystery box The last teen titans quest I liked was with Reno the retarded battle junkie.
Lets see if their caliber is still good.
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>>5458644 >>Celestial Path - Direct Descendant of a Previous Lord of Order and Warrior Princess (Amethyst & Dr Fate) Anonymous
>>5458644 >Magic Path - Byproduct of the Atavism of the Magus (Zatanna/Sabrina The Teenage Witch) I am a sucker for parlour tricks, stage magic and smoke and mirrors magic that are real instead of staged or faked.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 10 Nov 2022 17:19:22 No. 5458691 Report >>5458681 >Reno What's the nam of the quest, I can't find it on /sug/.
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>>5458691 DC quest.
Gets a supername called battery. Pretty sure his actual name is reno though
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>>5458644 >Cosmic Path - Unlikely Guardian Candidate chosen by Ekron into a Celestial Order (Emerald Empress/Green Lantern) I don't remember the last time, what happened?
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>Mystery Box.
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>>5458681 >>5458954 >Mystery Box Unlocked >Blood of the Demiurge - Reincarnated Avatar Emissary and Ambassador of the Source aka Quintessence (Wonder Woman/Elaine Belloc) Adam Kadmon (Primordial Man), eat your heart out.
Anyway, I'll go into more detail in my official post for the story but think of Sarena like Ashley Rayburn (Primer) but with Xena/Wonder Woman's armor. And that the "paint" comes from her "blood" like Mr. Jesus Christ himself. Thus, we're going to also see some Multiverse shenanigans like
>>5458683 >>5458687 >>5458894 since you all but cemented yourselves as Prime Serena. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 10 Nov 2022 23:00:36 No. 5459017 Report Quoted By:
>>5459004 Would've waited longer but I didn't want to drag this out for an entire day and slow down the momentum.
Anywho, the Quintessence will be following the Earth-22 counterpart with some leverage from the New 52 version, especially with including its current members and fellow allies. The main members are as followed.
>Olympian God King Zeus >Universal Guardian Ganthet >Immortal Wizard Shazam/ Mamaragan >Extra-dimensional Highfather >Mythical Entity Phantom Stranger Fellow Associates so far are The Spectre and Hera. There is also the Highmother but formally she was slain,
and has been reincarnated. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 00:04:01 No. 5459079 Report >>5458644 >>5459004 Ever since you were little, you were captivated by your family's heirloom upon discovering it in the old basement during spring cleaning. It was called by the name Sefer Raziel HaMalakh, otherwise dubbed the book of the angels. A grimoire holding various secrets relating to the Kabbalah and its mystical, if not magical fountains of knowledge. Magick/Ceremonial Magic, Theurgy, Hermetic Qabalah, Numerology, and even the blend of Magickal Judaism, also known as Jewitchery. Unlike the publicized version, however, this grimoire held magical knowledge outside of the Kabbalah and Gnosticism such as Thaumaturgy, Alchemy, Shamanism, Druidism/Elementalism, Enochian magic, and most shocking of all Thelema.
It was as if it was the holy grail for anything magical and/or mystical. Of course, translating it was an arduous trial if you had any say in the matter. It took you nearly ten whole years before you could fluidly read and understand the ancient text. You were confident that you could concise the entire book into the modern era of the 2000s. You weren’t sure what it was about it that drew your attention. Something was enchanting about it that had you enthralled. Perhaps it was to blame for how you ended up so deeply entwined with the occult and the supernatural. White Magic, Black Magic, Grey Magic, etc. It didn’t matter where it came from or what it was, you were swayed to learn everything you could about it.
It was through that scholarly pursuit that your life changed upon your fifteenth birthday. To make a long story short, you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Coming from your job at Pizza Corner, actually named Noid’s Pizzeria, it was a quaint family restaurant and gaming center at the town square. You bore witness to a robbery at an exquisite monastery. You couldn’t precisely grasp the name of the person who was committing a crime. Said they were a doctor of sorts, whether that was believable or not was another story. Either way, you didn’t get a chance to question them.
No, what you got was a sweet taste of a near-death experience. The doctor didn’t want any witnesses to his master's crime, despite his overinflated ego. All it took was a single snap of the fingers, and the gesture of a gun from his fingertips to snuff the life out of you. A bolt of lightning was so quick that you didn’t have any time to react. Oh, curse your innate curiosity and good Samaritan you inherited from your police commissioner of a father. It didn’t seem fair to be lying at death’s door in the middle of a ditch. At the very least in your final moments, you managed to retain your purity.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 00:35:51 No. 5459104 Report >>5459079 Thankfully someone or something was listening to your last thoughts. A spark, divine in nature emerged from the book. Jumpstarting your still heart, flooding your once lifeless body with newfound divine vigor. Flashes of a council soon flooded your empty mind, five men to be in fact. What they had to say you find yourself having trouble recalling, which in your defense you were brain dead. Nevertheless, you were allowed to return to the land of the living. Without question you accepted, unaware that the fate you chose was not to be an easy one.
Again, you were validated in the fact you were killed unjustly and brimming with rage that reminded them of a certain embodiment of divine wrath and justice. Be that as it may, the council known as the Quintessence holds big plans for you and your grimoire. To which it did concern you, but at the time you were too blinded by your anger to think straightly. Still, it was mutually beneficial for all parties to invoke your revival. Therefore, almost as quickly as you “died, you rose to your feet fully restored a few days later.
Currently, it was under the rather unfortunate case of being encased in a coffin. So naturally, you ended up having a freakout at your circumstances. Unaware of your newfound strength as you shattered the coffin completely with your failing and thrashing. Atomize was perhaps a better term for it. Thankfully with your frantic lashing, it didn’t tear down the establishment you were held in. Although, it was perhaps a blessing you didn’t wake up six feet under with your little stunt. Would’ve surely woken up the dead.
Underneath the wreckage, you found your modest appearance had changed drastically. Snow white hair that was comparable with the finest of silk, alluring yet intense crimson eyes, smooth skin that was as silky as your hair. A musclebound yet shapely curvaceous body only found in Greek statues, clad with the finest padded leather skater dress with golden breastplates, bracers with pauldrons, jodhpurs, and riding boots. Even your height was different as you stood over six feet, far different from your modest five feet and four inches.
You were truly reborn anew, just as the wise men promised.
>Go after the man who "took" your life from you >Try to find your family, they must be worried sick about you >Escape from the manner and don't stop until you're somewhere completely isolated >Try to get your bearings and think of a plan >Write-In The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 00:44:59 No. 5459112 Report >>5459104 This is for future setup in this quick flashback (a proper story to come into this will come in the future) but who do you first run into?
>Richard "Dick" Greyson >Victor "Cyborg" Stone >Garfield Mark "Beast Boy" Logan >Kory "Koriand'r (Starfire)" Anders >Rachel "Raven" Roth >Mystery Choice >Write-In Anonymous
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>>5459112 >>Mystery Choice Anonymous
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>>5459153 >>5459159 Appreciated, but please vote on the other option
>>5459104 as well plz.
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>Try to get your bearings and think of a plan >Mystery Choice
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>>5459104 >Try to get your bearings and think of a plan >>5459112 >>Richard "Dick" Greyson Anonymous
Hello OP. Do you plan on returning (or redoing) the MHA quest someday ?
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>>5459153 >Try to get your bearings and think of a plan Sorry
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>>5459104 >Think of a plan Our death here is. . . an opportunity.
>The Phantom Stranger Anonymous
>>5459112 >Try to find your family, they must be worried sick about you >Richard "Dick" Greyson Anonymous
>>5459112 >Try to get your bearings and think of a plan >Mystery Choice Wow, this came back? So which villain are we going to inflict mental trauma to first?
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 11:20:53 No. 5459493 Report >>5459391 Can't really say. I want it to end first before taking apart what works and throwing away what doesn't. I like how it ultimately confirms singularity and how I've handled it. But there are a lot of things that irk me.
>>5459490 You tell me. The world is your oyster.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 11:53:12 No. 5459503 Report >>5459490 >>5459153 >>5459159 >>5459222 >>5459306 >>5459395 >>5459453 >>5459471 >Try to get your bearings and think of a plan >Mystery Choice (Unlocked) The Person of Mystery is Princess of Markovia (Terra) & Antithesis. Writing
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 13:45:02 No. 5459550 Report >>5459503 Intrusive thoughts alongside ruminating ones began to flood your mental scape, almost to the point of deluging your mind’s metaverse. There was so much for you to unpack that you didn’t know where to begin, it was giving you sensory overload. How did you come back from the dead? Did you really die at all? Why are you so caked up with muscle that you could be mistaken for an Amazonian woman, Valkyrie, or some other form of Virago? So many questions, and so little time.
Before you lose yourself in being forcibly immersed by overthinking, you instinctively slapped yourself in the face. Stopping yourself from going into shock and ultimately hyperventilating with such dyspnea. That strong jolt from your face was enough to snap you to your senses, albeit it also left you wanting to scream to high hell from the pain. At least, you think it was painful, but upon pressing against your cheeks there was a dull sensation. It still hurt but not as much as you thought it would be with your emotional strength.
“Just what is going on...” You muttered, cringing your face into distress over this uncertainty. Looking around your surroundings, you find yourself discovering a large mirror sitting in the corner. Slowly but steadily prompting yourself off the ground, careful not to exert enough force to cause you to fall through the foundation and end up who knows elsewhere.
Making yourself walk towards the mirror you begin to look closely at yourself. Sensing and seeing were two completely different things as you come to understand. You could see the curvature of your body and its outlines through an augmented form of kinesthesia and proprioception. Which was freaky in itself since it felt akin to ESP or extrasensory perception. Still, seeing up close through your eyes did you notice just how sinuous and statuesque you truly are? Almost God-like.
“Is this really me?” You ponder, poking at your soft, rosy cheeks and stroking at your smooth skin. Curling up your plump, pinkish lips together alerted you to how pronounced if not pillowy they are. Something that you could feel permeated throughout your whole body with its toned physique and definitions. To be so lissome yet stocky was quite the paradoxical conundrum. Yet you couldn’t look away, going as far as to caress and fondle as you explore.
“I heard about late puberty, but this is ridiculous.” You curtly remark, still flabbergasted but feeling a sense of jubilation over your features. Before things went too far, your mind swiftly recoiled itself back to the task at hand. Almost giving you mood whiplash as you drop to the floor.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 14:06:31 No. 5459569 Report >>5459550 “Alright, take a deep breath. Breathe in... breath out.” Closing your eyes, you begin to repeat the mantra of Qigong as you mentally prepare yourself. Taking a deep breath, you could feel your chest heave, swelling up as it went up a cup or two. Just the motion of breathing was quite alarming to you. You weren’t sure how, but you feel like you could intake massive quantities of air without issue.
Taking account of your previous display of strength, you subconsciously reign in your exhale. It was just enough that the small stream of oxygen and vapor merely danced around your surroundings. Hold on, since when could you do something like this? Not only that, but when did you learn how to perceive multiple different sensory or cognitive responses at once? At this moment you could taste from a distance, smell colors, hear emotions, and see "see" odors or perceive soundwaves as colorful lights.
From what you know you were describing Synesthesia, Clairgustance, and even Clairsentience. By all accounts that shouldn’t be possible, you never once displayed any of these in your past life. The closest you ever showed was having proper kinesthetic in tandem with needing glasses. Neither it nor proprioception was on the level that you were currently displaying. It was all too freaky if not overwhelming, to be honest. And yet, you couldn’t let it distract you. You wasted enough time as it is.
Therefore, you start to power through these heightened sensations. Not letting yourself lose your sense of self by such hypersensitivity. It would take some additional breathing, but you would start to make strides in isolating what your senses told you. Keeping yourself diligent enough to retain awareness of your surroundings. Slowly but steadily returning to a normal human's level of perception.
Driven solely by your intuition and resolve, you find yourself fully reaching mediative clarity. Once you find your groove, you begin to let yourself think. Drown out all the distractions, letting your inner thoughts circulate without impediment. Achieving all of this began to help you focus on what was important. Even tempering the festering rage that persists deep within your soul. Now with the utmost confidence, you were ready to start brainstorming.
Alright let’s go through with what I know so far. Okay, first off, I was walking home, met this weird in black spandex, got shot in the heart by some beam, wound up in enclosed surroundings with five old men, and next ended up in a coffin looking like some demi-human goddess or something. Yeah, that sounds about right. [/i:lit] Perusing around what you currently know, things begin to make more sense as you recall their faces. Zeus, Ganthet, Mamaragan, Highfather, and Phantom Stranger. That was what you could pull out from your wellspring of knowledge for the time being. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 14:11:20 No. 5459573 Report >>5459569 Deep down you knew if you gave yourself more time you could recall your conversation with them fully. Of course, time was the issue since indeed your thrashing would alert someone of your presence. So, with that, you quickly laser-focused your attention on a plan, now fully getting your bearings in order. If this truly wasn’t a dream then not only did you come back from the dead, but you were bestowed superpowers albeit in some sort of “Blood of Christ” fashion, but more on that facet later.
For now, all you could intake is that your new body has some sort of superhuman conditioning. The full extent of its faculties, however, you didn’t know, but it almost felt endless. Again, you couldn’t prove the hypothesis as truth, it was just your woman’s intuition taking stock of your current form. Part of you wanted to test it fully, flaunt your gifts and throw your weight around. But again, there were more pressing issues, so that would have to wait. The real problem is trying to figure out your new goals.
Let’s say that you were put back on this earth for a special purpose. That you made some deal or signed an agreement with the ones who call themselves Quintessence. How or what sort of purpose was it? How would you achieve it? Where would you even start? The more you thought about it, the more pressing questions came flooding in. Alas, you had to put a pin towards all of it. The only probable answer is to look at your grimoire for clues, provided you even still have it. A quick check around the waist of your leather corset dress confirmed what you already knew. You do not have it.
>Try to sense where the Grimoire is and head towards its location. >Escape from the manner and look for a place to "test out" your new abilities. >Trust your instincts to lead you down the right path. >Head back home to look for your family, they must be worried sick. >Try to find the one who did this to you and enact your revenge >Write-in Anonymous
>>5459573 >>Head back home to look for your family, they must be worried sick. Anonymous
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>>5459573 >Try and find our Grimoire. Revert to the knowledge of the ancients.
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>>5459573 >Trust your instincts to lead you down the right path. Anonymous
>>5459573 >>Head back home to look for your family, they must be worried sick. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 21:20:16 No. 5459942 Report >>5459579 “For crying out loud.” You groan, pinching the side of your brows in annoyance. It was to come without any surprise that your body wouldn’t have the grimoire with you. After all, you previously awaken from a coffin. Clearly whoever prepared you must have long since given your belongings back to your family. Or someone could have pilfered your stuff, that was always a possibility. The dead won’t be needing it where they were going after all. Doesn’t change how disrespectful it was.
Placing your hands against your wide hips, puffing up your chest brazenly as you huffed. Letting out an annoyed sigh, possibly exaggerated at this point, you merely tilt your head to the ceiling. You are thinking back on what is currently most important. Sure, losing your family heirloom along with your tech most certainly stung. But you could look past that when you remember just how your family must feel. The guilt was coming down like a raging torrential flood. Recovering your stuff will have to wait.
With that, you proceed to leave your current location. Not with a speeding stride or over-the-top dynamic exit, but with a restrain if not swagging trot. Bouncing with such buoyancy, you were once again reminded of your newly equipped assets. Sure, your natural ones were perky and firm, but they pale in comparison to the pneumatic volume and mass you now carried. Bobbing and weaving with such vavoom, it practically left you redder than a tomato. These burgeoning features were mocking you.
Putting that aside, you quickly made your way out of the room, making sure not to leave a trace outside of the splinted coffin. From up the stairs and down the hall, you poised yourself to be as inconspicuous as possible. Silent as a mouse, yet just as quick. You weren’t sure if you were in some sort of funeral home, morgue, or even mausoleum. But your curiosity wasn’t going to sway you from exiting the door. Thankfully, it was as easy as you were making it out to be.
Upon reaching the entrance did you quietly pull the knob, twisting it opening while avoiding tripping any security systems. Slowly but surely, you opened the door, just enough to slip through the cracks, despite your full-figured, big-boned body making it harder than it honestly should be. Once on the other side you close the door and begin to walk. Step by step, continuing your trot as your hips swayed side to side in a rather boisterous swagger. Only upon putting enough distance did you finally run from the facilities.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 11 Nov 2022 21:26:11 No. 5459947 Report >>5459717 >>5459942 The simple exertion of a single step was enough to send you flying high into the air. Leaping tall buildings in a single bound was not something you could do previously. Again, it was rather worrying, but at the same time, it was incredibly exhilarating. What’s next? Being faster than a speeding bullet or more powerful than a locomotive? Given your track record, both of these wouldn’t be far from the truth. Still, you couldn’t let yourself get distracted...not that there was any need for an alarm.
With a stumble upon landing on top of a large building, your body quickly aligned itself to take another impressive leap. And so, you began to trek through the metropolitan city block of Jump City, bouncing around without a single care. Anyone lucky enough to catch you could see those free-flowing yet fluid motions. Easily comparing yourself to some Tanzanian jungle woman swinging around on vines or sliding down tree branches like she was surfing.
Only in your case were you traversing the concrete jungle with well-timed bouncing, hopping, and jumping. Occasionally sliding through rails, swinging from poles, and other impressive feats of agility and maneuverability. You weren’t sure how you were doing any of these acrobatics and/or athletics. While far from a school cheerleader, you weren’t an inactive slouch like your nerdy disposition would lead one to presume. Yet these moves far exceeded anything you could do at your A-Game. And to do them so casually too...
It was honestly exhilarating beyond words. But as you find yourself enjoying moving so swimmingly in the air, you find yourself reaching a sudden issue. With how fast you were going, you were about to make it to your house in no time. Truthfully you were letting your body move on its own, trusting your instincts to carry you over. But could you stop yourself from crashing into your cozy house? And worse yet, should you even appear to them like this? Would they even recognize you?
How do you proceed?
>Grab the nearest thing to suddenly stop your momentum >Try to kick the air to double jump and avoid crashing >Exert powerful force in the opposite direction to cancel out your momentum >Try to alter your trajectory to the best of your ability. >Trust your instincts? >Write-in And what do you do once afterward
>Look for your family from afar and check on their current condition >Run up to them and try to convenience them its you >Avoid making contact and merely search for your stuff >Write-In Anonymous
>>5459947 >>Exert powerful force in the opposite direction to cancel out your momentum >>Look for your family from afar and check on their current condition try to figure out how much time has passe, people don't just go from being shot to being in coffins quickly, there's usually some time in between. But then just go knock on the door and try to explain it. It's a family heirloom thing, maybe our parents are already familiar with some real supernatural stuff
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>>5459947 >Exert powerful force in the opposite direction to cancel out your momentum >Look for your family from afar and check on their current condition Anonymous
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>>5459947 >Trust your instincts? >Run up to them and try to convenience them its you Anonymous
>>5459947 >Trust your instincts? >Look for your family from afar and check on their current condition Anonymous
>>5459947 >>Trust your instincts? >>Look for your family from afar and check on their current condition The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 10:43:44 No. 5460560 Report >>5460081 >>5460406 >>5460495 >>5460535 Going to be doing a mix of these, so give me 3d100
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Rolled 74, 32, 89 = 195 (3d100) >>5460560 (I'm rolling for this if my ID has changed
>>5460081 )
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Rolled 56, 81, 61 = 198 (3d100) >>5460560 Anonymous
Rolled 56, 73, 79 = 208 (3d100) >>5460560 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 20:49:56 No. 5461098 Report >>5460563 >>5461067 >>5461075 Good enough to make the save with flying colors. Clearly, you're a natural-born super. Writing. Will try incorporating some of
>>5460081 So let me know ahead if you
>Choose to talk with your family and try to convenience them its you. >Don't trouble them with this until you get your grimiore back. >Leave for now. It's not the right time to reveal yourself to them. It's far too dangerous. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 23:09:10 No. 5461242 Report >>5461098 As you think things through, a pressing issue was soon coming your way. Glancing sharply with your heightened sight, you were able to make out your two stories house. Before you had time to be sentimental at arriving at your home, your mind quickly registered the pressing problem. First, you tilt your head to your left, then to the right, before finally looking forward. In that single instance, your face flinched with apprehension. Suddenly it dawns upon you fully the folly of your actions.
Based upon your current trajectory, you were going to come crashing down onto your house. With the speed that you were currently traveling, it would be the same as a speeding truck. No, it might even be worse given your stocky, yet slender frame meant that the impact would be more concentrated rather than spread out. The house might be able to survive, but the concussion force from your delivery would all but certainly put your family in mortal peril.
Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit! Those were the words that constantly permeated repeatedly in your mind. Just moments ago, you were having an existential crisis over your appearance and supposed death. So much in fact that not once in your sprint and aerial parkour did you think about an actual landing strategy. Granted, the jubilation you felt before having your little existential dread didn’t help you alert you to this oncoming predicament. Talk about being scatterbrained.
Again, you couldn’t fault yourself over this, especially since it's not every day you wound up cheating death. In addition, having a peak human condition if not an ubermensch body to boot was quite the boom. In a world where metahumans exist and thrive in various forms and shapes, it was only natural that you would be swept up in the fantasy. Too bad that unlike in comic books, things like wanton destruction can’t be handwaved with the wave of a hand.
From your estimate, you had about a couple of mins at best to alter your flight path, or preferably stop yourself altogether before colliding with your house. There was no room for error, and no place to experiment till you find a solution. The situation called for quick thinking and problem-solving skills. Thus, your mind began to fervidly wrack itself over a solution. Pushing those six senses of yours to new heights, sharpening them to achieve some form of time compression/bullet time.
Achieving this was no simple feat, especially with how previously overwhelmed you were by those newfound heightened senses. Even so, you had no choice but to bet on it, even if it amounted to just a few additional seconds or worse a mere fraction of a second. Furrowing your brow while focusing your gaze sharply, you quickly emboldened your senses towards that goal. Drawing as much focus and concertation you can muster as your mind went into overtime for an answer.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 23:10:54 No. 5461246 Report >>5461242 Thankfully, it would come to just that as your body suddenly orientate itself into a crouching pose. What would feel like an eternity would only be about half a minute if not several. Effectively giving your brain breathing room to think clearly and make decisive choices. Although, you were going to feel a migraine coming later from all this critical thinking and parallel processing. But that was a problem for future you to deal with, that and it was a small price to pay over trashing your childhood home.
“If I want to stop myself...then I need to exert at least an equal or greater amount of force.” Clinching your leg muscles tightly to the point of bulging outwards, your contracting muscles were now on standby as you braced yourself for what was to come. Adjusting yourself accordingly with enough wiggle room for error, you aimed at the sky. The concussive force you were going to unleash had to be redirected away from the surrounding area. For obvious reasons.
Relying entirely on your heightened balance and coordination senses, you thrust your burgeoning legs upwards posthaste. Releasing yourself from your curling, those proud legs of yours sprung fiercely, much like that of a shock-absorbing spring. The kinetic energy and force emitted from your legs gave way to making a powerful shockwave. Not quite that of a sonic boom in terms of devastation, mostly out of your subconscious self-control, but it still operated the same in every other aspect.
Not only did your kick manage to stop you from colliding with your house. But it also propelled you in the opposite direction with extreme speed. Bracing yourself with your arms, you gently move them forward to further alter your trajectory and velocity. In one swift move, you found yourself bouncing through several walls and fences. Leaving only a gentle print as each bounce only distributed a fixed amount of force and energy. Thankfully not enough to shatter upon impact or cause lasting damage.
Soon enough with your last bounce you finally touched the ground. Instinctively slamming your hands against the pavement to propel yourself upwards. Just enough to perform a flip as you land on the sidewalk. After such a display it was only natural that you ended up dropping momentarily to your knees. Taking excessive breaths as they were shallow and quickened, your mind racing wildly over what you just did. At this point, you broke into a cold sweat, once again discombobulated by your feats.
“Okay, it's official...I’m a goddamn monster. Freak of nature is one thing, but this is just absurd.” You pant, wiping the sweat from your face as you try to catch your breath. Looking around your surroundings you see that you were just within walking distance of your house. Thankfully your little stunt didn’t alert anyone, not that you wanted to test that theory.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 23:12:57 No. 5461248 Report >>5461246 With that you resume walking, quickly closing the distance promptly. Looking at your house filled you with a sense of melancholy. You were so close; all it would take is just to open the door and run into the arms of your loving family. To meet with your parents, to adore your little brother and sister, to be in the presence of your grandmother. How you would give anything to return to them and let them know that you were alright. It was maddening as it was tragic.
Gripping tightly against your arm, your face twists into a painful, sorrowful expression. Reality once again is the lifeline keeping you from immersing yourself in blissful fantasy. There was no way that any of your family members was going to believe that a six-to-seven-foot Amazonian-like warrior was their precious Sarena. It was just ludicrous to think an outcome would be waiting for you. But even knowing this, you couldn’t help but yearn for that possibility to come true.
So, with a heavy heart, you refrain from opening the door as you stood near it. Instead, you chose to scour the property, making sure not to alert anyone to your presence. Knowing this place like the back of your hand meant that you didn’t have to try mapping out the location. A simple climb from the local tree to your window was all that it took. But you opted for entering through the chimney. Less likely to trigger your security system than trying to pry open your window.
So, with a single leap, you casually made your way onto the rooftop. Landed right next to the chimney, almost as if it was planned. Gently dusting the area off of any debris, you proceed to swoosh right into the chimney. For all your full-figured body gave you, it was surprisingly loose-limbed. You weren’t sure how, but you were having no trouble squeezing through. That is until it came getting your butt through as you were abruptly stopped midway.
“..Seriously?!” You bemoaned, rocking back and forth until you squeezed through. Soon enough your legs pulled through, as did the rest of you as you climbed down the shaft. In no time you make your way to the bottom of the pit. Thanking your lucky stars that the compartment was open. Kicking it down would most certainly be possible but it would cause too much attention.
After holstering yourself out of the chimney, you begin to sneak through the house. From what you can tell from a glance your family most certainly was here. Well, most of them. No doubt your father was probably at the station trying to keep his mind focused on his duty. Anything to dull the dreadfulness of having lost his firstborn. You couldn’t blame him. He couldn’t let himself fall apart and crawl into a corner for the rest of his days. Jump City needed their commissioner after all.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 12 Nov 2022 23:20:26 No. 5461262 Report >>5461248 Slowly maneuvering through the halls and the doors, you would see that the house was mostly how you last saw it. Nothing too out of the ordinary from what you can tell. All except there was a shrine near the front door. A single picture surrounded by all the assorted tools and ceremonial objects necessary for the morning. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that the one in the picture was you. Specifically taken from one of your fonder moments, but that was beside the point.
Gazing at it for a good while, you immediately shook your head. You couldn’t let yourself freeze up and break down like this. So, with that, you pulled yourself away from the shrine and resumed your search as you silently looked through your surroundings. As you continue to partake in your sleuthing, you would come across a digital Calander. Judging from the date, you could tell that it has been a week, practically two in fact, since that faithful day.
Your sense of perception was especially warped as you had thought it was a few days at best. There was no other way to perceive it. You truly had died and came back to life.
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>>5461098 but let's add one more thing to decide.
>Try to find and retrieve the grimoire >Look for the man who killed you and get your vengeance >Find a place to hide for the time being as you try to recall anything of importance >Head to a secluded location and begin "experimenting" with what you can and can't do > Seak out anyone who could help you with your current circumstances. >Leave it to fate to decide your next course of action and trust your instincts >Write-In Anonymous
>>5461262 >>Try to find and retrieve the grimoire Anonymous
>>5461262 >>Try to find and retrieve the grimoire Anonymous
>>5461262 >>Try to find and retrieve the grimoire >>5461098 >Don't trouble them with this until you get your grimiore back. Anonymous
>>5461098 >>Don't trouble them with this until you get your grimiore back. >>5461262 >>Try to find and retrieve the grimoire Anonymous
>>5461262 >Try to find and retrieve the grimoire >>5461098 >Don't trouble them with this until you get your grimiore back. I don't want to be the hero that gives up personal happiness and forgo personal relationships for herowork.
If we don't find it today, maybe walz on into the station tomorrow, talk (as a hero) with the comissioner about the grimoire and that the soul of his daughter might still be in this world.
First we need to come up with a proper hero persona though, and maybe look inwards to find out more about how and why we even exist like that.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 12:19:58 No. 5462032 Report Rolled 12, 30, 5, 90 = 137 (4d100) >>5461748 >>5461286 >>5461748 >>5461916 >>5461950 >>5461994 Alright, we have our answer. Also, unnecessary but I would appreciate you guys giving me a simple 3d100 (would be 2d100 in your depowered form for the record.). It's for something else that's relevant.
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Rolled 92, 63, 10 = 165 (3d100) >>5462032 super sneak roll
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 15:10:14 No. 5462093 Report >>5462032 Soon your heightened senses would finally break through the wall that you shrouded yourself with. Alerting you to the various feelings and lingering thoughts that permeated the house. It was the synesthesia once again giving you clarity, almost acting on impulse. You could empathize with the emotions around you. Seeing the colors and their aromas as each of them starts to flow around you. Circling in a gentle tempest that blends to make a multicolor aurora as you take it all in.
The imagery of your family starts to appear, becoming more solid and detailed the stronger your visualization becomes. First a rather tall and rugged man with a will groom stashed, wearing his trademark trench coat, often resembling that of Dick Tracy. The second was a mature woman radiating with a quiet intensity of motherly charm. A real beauty untouched by time with long, wavey locks, a well-rounded physique cladded in a sun dress, and gentle yet firm eyes that put your heart and soul at ease.
Following that was a pair of kids, looking no older than eight to ten years old. One was a boy named Aaron who unlike his dad with his straight hair had wavy, voluminous hair. It was shaggy but not curly, resembling that of a surfer as he had skater attire. As for the girl she was named Ariella, she was voluminous just like her twin, she was far silkier and straight-lace. Resembling a miniature Rapunzel with manageable very long hair.
Even the pet cat Salem was within view, lounging around as he licked his velvety black fur. You had him since you were seven, so he was middle-aged in cat years but still active and adventurous like the day you met him. Last but certainly not least there was your grandma Annette Franklin Rosenberger or Anne for short. Mother of your father Daniel, and mother-in-law to your mom Sabrina. She was the matriarch of the family. Yet despite being tough yet fair, she held a heart of gold and was a pillar of wisdom.
It was all so clear and concise, almost like you were right there at that very moment. No, it would be more accurate to say you were watching a simulation of those events. As such you were left to see close hand how they were taking the news of your demise. Disbelief, distraught, panic, fraught, shattered, and so much more. Seeing them react so vehemently over your demise only made it more painful for you. You didn’t have any doubts before, but this proved to you just how deeply heartbroken your family was over what has happened.
Shaken with a whirlwind of different emotions, your eyes begin to suddenly change. Sorrow, grief, dismal, a whole cornucopia of clashing lugubrious emotions. All of this blend to make a cacophony of morose disparity. You couldn’t bring yourself to be a smidge of melancholy. You didn’t want to die, you didn’t want to trouble your family, you didn’t want any of these. All you ever wanted was just to learn and uncover the secrets locked within your family’s heirloom.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 15:12:45 No. 5462101 Report >>5462093 Before you were completely enveloped and overtaken by your emotions, you would suddenly pick up on some sounds. Someone was coming. Quickly you jettison yourself to the second floor, carefully exerting enough strength to gently reach the ceiling. Catching yourself with your hands, lightly bonking your head but only letting out a silent yelp. Looking down from your hiding spot, you would see that it was your grandma. She was accompanied by your cat, having previously walked from the garden.
Moving quickly, you maneuvered out of her sight, shimming your way to your room. Having seen how distraught your family was made it all the harder for you to approach them. You didn’t know a single thing to say to ease their troubles and convivence them that it was you. Honestly, there were a lot of things you didn’t know about your current form. The only clue you had was perhaps the grimoire. Call it a gut feeling or a woman’s intuition, but it was the only lead you had now.
In no time you made it back to your room without alerting anyone. Just as you left it, the room was almost untouched. Rather unsurprisingly given the roller-coaster of emotions your family was going through. You could only deduce that it was considered off-limits, for obvious reasons. Thus, with the utmost care, you start scrounging around to find your grimoire. Checking every nook and cranny imaginable as you try to uncover where on earth your grimoire is.
Checking through all sorts of hiding spots and storage, you were met with failure and failure. On the one hand, you managed to find your laptop, judging from the prints it was previously stored in the crime lab down at the station. However, try as you may, you won’t find a trace of your family’s heirloom in your room. Not for a lack of trying mind you, but as you kept searching it became more and more apparent that it wasn’t anywhere.
Feeling rather frustrated, you start to grip your hands tight, exerting incredible force as you break through the skin. Followed by biting your plush, pillowy lips as you felt their succulent suppleness giving way to your elongated canines. Both your hands and lip began to spill blood, leaking down onto the floor in a fluid yet vivid fashion. The emotions welling up inside only further intensified as your face turned pale, almost blue with dreadful desolation. It just wouldn’t stop.
Once again you found yourself hitting a brick wall, practically forced back to start from the beginning. Not, perhaps worse as you now fully understood the severity of the situation. The more you grieved over it, the angrier you became in tandem. Angry at yourself for dying so flippantly, angry at the person who took your life, and just angry at general. It was too hard to bear as you were reaching your limit. Something in you was about to snap as a well of emotions flared up like a balloon.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 15:14:20 No. 5462107 Report >>5462101 Hands twitching violently with fury before clinching into a fist. On the drop of your hat, your dominant hand impulsively cocks forwards toward the wall. Ready to give a hard straight punch to lash out, face twisting to that a more rageful if not demonic expression. Before it would get the chance, however, your free hand instinctively moved to catch your punch. Taking the full brunt of the attack as you almost slammed your hand against the wall. Stopping yourself by just a hair’s breadth from doing something you shouldn’t.
In your current state, the force of your blow would’ve shattered the entire wall had you not stopped yourself. Anxiety and frustration were negatively impacting you. Easily disrupts your groove and keeps you from thinking clearly as the guilt continues to plague your heart and soul. Gradually pushing you further down your breaking point as you ultimately tried to scan the entire house for it. Even with your acute senses, you wouldn’t find a trace or a clue. Yet something more pressing soon came to your attention.
In your brief moment of outburst and frantic searching, you would start to hear people coming. Despite slamming your hand against the wall, your body did let out an intense aura. It was only for a moment, but that was enough to alert everyone in the house to your presence. The fact it was so clearly visible despite no one in your family (supposedly) not having any semblance of magical or mystical aptitude. Only goes to show you just how vividly and explosively powerful your radiance was as blood continues to spill.
Looking to your side to see a powerful vision known as an aureole only further confirms just how strong your life energy and quintessence were. Sensing that you more or less compromised your search, you proceed to bolt towards the window. In one swift motion, you forcibly open the window, grabbing your bag containing your laptop and its gear before hopping out. Quickly dropping to the ground as you start dashing into the backyard. Not having enough time to close the window behind you prior.
Before you collided with the fence you made another jump, briskly soaring into the air as you disappeared. Leaving your mother and grandma to see the messy room and an open window is the only indication. That and the powerful residue that continues to permeate your room. Effectively making it some sort of goldmine for ghost hunters and paranormal investigators to sleuth. Doubly so thanks to the countless drops of blood still left in your room.
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Rolled 33, 38, 54 = 125 (3d100) >>5462032 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 15:44:54 No. 5462141 Report >>5462107 Since it was divine, it also repelled any ill-will or malicious intent, regardless of if it was magical, mystical, or any other form of paranormal/supernatural. Not that you would know this as you were too busy putting as much distance from you and your house as possible. Still leaving a trail of blood from your wounded hands and lips with each step you took. Only once you were sure that you made enough distance did you finally stop yourself from running further.
Kneeling to your knees you frantically try to catch your breath. Your emotions still run haywire as your eyes intensify further with those serpentine-like traits. Pupils practically slit, showing a strong indication of berserker fury as your rage was blinding you. “Damn it, damn it, Damn it!” You screamed, slamming your fist against the rocky terrain. Each punch was making a bigger crater than the last.
Only after you threw enough punches to briefly sedate your righteous anger, did you finally stop lashing out further. You were far from being satiated, but at the very least you were able to hold some semblance of rationale. In your moment of calmness, you would turn to look at your hands. Specifically, the blood that was dripping constantly from them. It was a precious flow of crimson, but upon meeting with the ground it started to change colors.
Red, blue, yellow, and so many other colors began to form from those droplets. In addition, those same droplets start to display runic signs. The very same signs that you remember reading from the grimoire. As you observe this mysterious phenomenon take place, your eyes begin to glow a bright blue hue. From your back runic markings begin to form. Imbuing you with religious symbols through the act of supernaturally tattooing your body. From this, you abruptly went into a trance.
“Blood is the mother of qi/ki, the key elements of the human body, and the source of energy for one’s life to form yet also flourish. For the blood is the currency of the soul, the vehicle of life. Blood is the medium through which life can be transferred. It is the very essence of a creature. To drain someone of their blood is to absorb their soul out of them. To give blood as a sacrifice is to purify the sins of one or another. It is a gift from the waters of life which sustains one’s existence just as it gives birth to it. Thus, the blood you spill grants opportunity and change. New possibilities are born from such purity.”
As you spoke those words, still deep within a trance, runic markings begin to spread from your back to your arm and torso. Stopping around from both your collarbone and pelvis region. Three big markings formed around your back, symbolizing the Holy Trinity from above. The father, the son, and the holy spirit are all unified within the Kabbalah. Doubling as a reminder of the connection between mind, body, and soul. A sense of wholeness permeates you as you feel fullness like no other.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 16:00:25 No. 5462162 Report >>5462141 “No more than three at a time can be applied. Thirty-three colors to maintain perfect harmony and synergy with the holy trinity and the source. All-encompassing and everlasting, that is the plethora of quintessence that stems from the cosmic waters. Say the words to empower yourself and/or extinguish the power for the time being. “You muttered, still speaking with a divine-like force as you continue your trance. Before you could speak the name, the imagery of the grimoire came into view.
When the light of the divine finally disappeared, you find your lips curling up into a smile. The wounds on your body have fully healed, leaving an assortment of different flasks or beakers holding thirty-three colors precisely. Each one has a different label, written in the same style as the runes that were found in the grimoire. All packed together in some mystified champion’s belt, holding the trinity symbol that was found on your back. It was all becoming clear.
“Pleroma.”
<span class="mu-s">Flashback Introduction Ended</span>
>Training with your 33 Different Flasks while preparing your hero identity for your inevitable meeting with the Commission (Couple of Weeks) >Finding the Girmiore as it's currently in the hands of another..in Gotham City (One Month) >Heading towards Markovia by the will of Quinessence to meet with your fated one (Couple of Months). >Fast Forward to the Alien Invasion (Six Months, Origin of TT) >Mystery Choice (???) >Write-In PS: Keep rolling for
>>5462032 Anonymous
>>5462162 >Find our Tome Yeah, the training is cool and all, and meeting with the commissioner is important character wise, but I honestly can't bring myself to care.
Lets find our book's trail and continue.
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Rolled 81, 95, 77 = 253 (3d100) >>5462032 Anonymous
>>5462162 >>Finding the Girmiore as it's currently in the hands of another..in Gotham City (One Month) Anonymous
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>>5462162 >>Training with your 33 Different Flasks while preparing your hero identity for your inevitable meeting with the Commission (Couple of Weeks) Anonymous
Rolled 2, 38, 24 = 64 (3d100) >>5462141 >>Mystery Choice (???) Anonymous
Rolled 35, 73, 95 = 203 (3d100) >>5462162 >>Finding the Girmiore as it's currently in the hands of another..in Gotham City (One Month) The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 20:51:17 No. 5462366 Report Quoted By:
Gonna post the 33 Colors just so everyone is on the same page. Note that these are susceptible to change at any point in time based on certain factors, including feedback (within reason).
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>>5459493 >But there are a lot of things that irk me. which things ?
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 13 Nov 2022 21:25:57 No. 5462407 Report >>5462389 To put it short I don't like how Hori is handling MHA. Especially during and since the war arc. There was stuff I had to stomach before with the Yakuza and Joint Training arc but the aftermath of the war to the final battle broke my limit for tolerance.
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>>5462162 >>Fast Forward to the Alien Invasion (Six Months, Origin of TT) The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 02:01:51 No. 5462700 Report Rolled 92, 100, 69, 9, 44, 30, 76, 31, 31, 69, 2, 39 = 592 (12d100) >>5462178 >>5462169 >>5462351 >>5462273 >>5462138 >>5462046 Looks like we're continuing the quest for the Grimoire. If nothing else it's consistent and laser-focused. Meanwhile, I'll roll for how the time till that point was best uttlized.
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>>5462407 I dropped it shortly after that one villain arc
(the one where Twice died). MHA got real fucky/annoying after Izuku ended up getting more quirks than he needed.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 02:20:51 No. 5462719 Report Quoted By:
>>5462700 >Nat 100 >Double 69 >Dubs 31 >2 Funny how things change yet some remain the same.
Like cultivating the power of Idolatry through such feats as E-Thoting and Gym Bunnying among others. Anonymous
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>>5462407 Oh, I thought it was things in your quest. But I understand you putting it in the fridge while things happen in the canon manga.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 14:20:41 No. 5463107 Report >>5462700 <span class="mu-s">Note:</span> This is something a little extra I wanted to cook up based on the rolls here. While not a full introspective info dump (since I'm saving the option for an actual flashback session for the future), it's still a good rough assessment of the month. The main post about being in Gotham is coming.
How long was a month? Twenty-eight to thirty-one days? Or rounded down to four and a half weeks depending on the month itself. Nobody with sense would bother trying to calculate the period for a month through concepts like minutes, seconds, or even hours. None of that matters in the grand scheme of things. In the end, it was a lot of time for countless things to happen. For you, it was no different, and yet it was also marked as the starting point for your new life.
While you haven’t given up reuniting with your family and reclaiming your happiness and relationships. You had to admit that as you are now it would be next to impossible. Not without some amazing magical spell or supernatural power. Sure, now that you know the magic phrase to change you back to your old self and likewise back to your anthropomorphic demi-human self. But a lot that did you any good since publicly you’re dead.
So, the thought of telling people you’re Adam Kadmon was something you considered. At the same time, you know that alone wasn’t going to remedy it. At least, not as you are now anyway. There would be too much panic if you merely reverted to your original form and tried to convivence people you weren’t dead. Hard to shake the notion when there were too many facts backing it up. Even if we live in a world where supers are real, there had to still be some grounded logic or suspension of disbelief.
More importantly, you didn’t want to drag anyone down with you. Even you have seen all the typical trappings that came from having superpowers. Bad guys learn of your double life, use them as your kryptonite, and attempt to take you down or inflict tragedy on you. There was no way that you were going to openly invite such dangers. Your family has it hard enough as it is with your police commissioner's father. Being a burden was just simply not an option.
Therefore, before anything you were set on retrieving your grimoire. Clearly, with the magic and mystical powers resonating within the parchment pages, there was some sort of spell or invocation inside that could help you. Maybe a memory alteration spell, or some sort of reality-bending hex where you could at least cover up your “death” and turn it into something more manageable. Like being labeled missing or something. You were mostly splitting hairs, but what other option did you have?
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 14:23:35 No. 5463112 Report >>5463107 In the past month, you spent your time wisely honing your skills, acquiring a new place to live, and steadily building up your rep as a future superheroine through crimefighting. Now you knew that jumping in haphazardly, much less half-assed would surely spell doom for you. This isn’t a kid’s game where even if you fail there will be no lasting consequences. After all, you weren't sure if Quintessence has your back fully or if you were only allowed just one “revival”.
Nevertheless, in the month you managed to learn a lot of things, as well as make all the necessary checklists for preparation. Such as learning precisely how your powers work. On your own, you hold the aptitude and prowess of Adam Kadmon, otherwise known as the primordial man. It wasn’t just raw power or latent ability, things like skills and techniques were also inherited as you came to understand. You are after all the embodiment of the divine light without vessels, i.e., pure potential.
At default, your mind and body operate at the maximum limits of human conditions, if not exceeding those realms when pushing even further beyond. Which you did so during training, perhaps far more than you ever intended. Not only did you open the upper echelon of your powers, thus truly obtaining a superwoman condition, but your original body was altered heavily as well. Becoming essentially the peak of ubermensch even in your “civilian state” as you hit your stride.
Training in your original body naturally carried over in your anthropomorphic, demi-human body. When thinking about it there shouldn’t have been any reason why that wouldn’t be the truth. You just never thought such simple logic would be true. Of course, it didn’t help that you were thorough in your training and experimentation. So much in fact that it was only natural that your body managed to retain the divine spark in all of its extremities and suffused in constant flux.
All thanks to what you dubbed as your Rainbow Elixir in addition to rigorous, arduous training and conditioning. Each one of the sacred thirty-three flasks of color held a superpower within themselves. Some were very basic like making yourself stronger, while others were a bit more esoteric if not otherworldly. Such as commanding the elements or growing to titanic levels. To say you were overwhelmed by this discovery was an understatement.
Who ever heard of a superhero with power granting blood as their primary vehicle? Naturally, you took to applying every single one you could in a multitude of different combinations. At some point, you ended up learning the hard way that you could only use three colors at a time. Any more would trigger negative feedback and drive the divine spark to go haywire. Shocking you via electrocution before canceling the powers and temporally depowering you for a time.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 14:24:56 No. 5463113 Report >>5463112 Super Strength, Speed, Durability, Agility, all the typical physical and mental boosting ones were the first you tested meticulously. So much it ultimately blended into a singular serum. A red flask called the Superhuman booster. Just think of a certain trait or attribute, be it physical, mental, or even spiritual, and it would enhance it to unprecedented levels. The more focused it was, the stronger its effects are. Of course, there were still benefits in spreading it evenly throughout rather than hyperfocus on a singular aspect. It was all in all just a gamble in knowing which was right.
Then again, you could say the same thing about any of the powers you acquired. Each one held its purpose, but while your blood was incessant and sempiternal, its effects when applied on your skin were finite. Even divine blood will eventually shrivel up and fade when exposed constantly to the elements. Or in this case, the “impurities” found within this world. Thankfully you could always replenish your dosage by sampling the blood but doing it manually in the heat of battle was easier said than done.
Still, the super attributes weren’t the only thing that changed through extensive exposure and experimentation. The Orange one which was originally fire became Solar Energy, while the light blue which was ice became Lunar Energy, Yellow became Earth Energy, Green became Sky Energy, Gold was Spatial, and Blue obtained the additional power of Marine Energy. Unfortunately, you couldn’t use any of the powers with the blood, but your original body could apply it like your ascended state.
Although, comparing yourself to your demi-human form was comparing night and day. With your original self being the night. Yet, if there was any consolation, you did notice two key facts. First off, that Buoyancy control resided within you even in your original state. The second fact was that your body was capable of utilizing intrinsic energies like chi/ki and mana. It would be far stronger in your transformed state, and/or if you had the grimoire. But you couldn’t deny this was still important stuff.
In any case, you weren’t sure if any of the others have also mutated or simply gotten more powerful. Or if you could even change the nature of the bestowed power and rewrite its function entirely. The more you experimented with these powers, the more questions kept flooding the back of your head. As well as the possibilities that still elude you. But what you did have so far was more than enough. Despite being curious, you were also cautious and felt you pressed your quintessence source hard enough as it is.
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>>5458625 >Jew Get in the oven.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 16:00:15 No. 5463159 Report >>5463113 In any case, it became apparent to you that you needed to get your grimoire back. Personal reasons aside, it was a key clue in understanding what you are, and/or what you’re becoming. What you can tell on your own based on intuition was that a “god” is residing in your body. The fact that you show explosive growth and development in terms of training was clue enough. The holy trinity most certainly was thriving within you. Yet, it was hard to say if only “God” was sleeping within you.
With the "Blood of Christ” perpetually pumping in you, in tandem with the “Body of Adam”, and the “Spirit of God”. It was clear that your divine fluids, not just blood, served as the nexus point in producing the sacred rainbow elixir. Based solely on your biochemistry and taking the term pleroma to its logical extremity, it could replenish itself indefinitely if extracted or secreted. Yet if all of it was used up to make the runic tattoos, then it wouldn’t be able to regenerate.
Thus, you had to be careful in how you take care of your fluids moving forward. It wasn’t just blood like you originally thought as you had the misfortune of discovering that too late. Things like saliva, sweat, tears, stomach acid, and any other bodily fluid were fair game. Blood was the strongest and most purist in achieving the boons they bestowed. However, a simple French kiss or even an indirect kiss held the risk of empowering someone like a doping drug. At worst granting them superpowers.
Again, you learned that the hard way during your new gig. Because you couldn’t go home or access your funds without drawing negative attention. You of course had to acquire new means of making money, as well as a new place to live. At first, you found it rather easy to get handouts due to your supernatural beauty and its heavenly charm. Perhaps too easy given how so many people flocked to you, becoming your simps and worshipers.
Invoking the act of Idolatry, you fundamentally took the necessary steps to elevate your divine status. Being a superhero for one was the most obvious choice for earning extreme admiration, love, or reverence. However, you couldn’t bring yourself to take donations through acts of heroism. Chalk it up to how you were raised by your old man, but you didn’t want to be a scumbag in heroics. So, the natural second method was of course being an actual model and/or entertainment idol.
In retrospect, it made perfect sense to walk the path of an idol. You were already an avatar for a council of gods, as well as their chosen embassy and champion. Not to mention you feel as if you have a godly presence within you. So, by all accounts, you were more than qualified to use Idolatry and not be ashamed indulging it. It could empower you as belief as well as faith was power. And through them alone you could achieve self-sustenance, if not self-sufficiency if pushed hard enough.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 16:03:26 No. 5463161 Report Quoted By:
>>5463159 Thus, in between training, experimentation, and even acts of heroism, you walked down the path of the entertainer. With your technical prowess and wisdom, you managed to skyrocket up the charts of a standard e-girl. With the magic of the internet, your presence spread like wildfire. From Zero to Hero, you ended up becoming sensational across the nation. Steadily spreading into a worldwide phenomenon. All eyes were on you as you continued your e-girl entertainment while posting viral videos of your superhero stunts.
No longer did you have to stay in abandoned houses or scrounge for parts in junkyards. Through your transformed state, you were able to acquire actual room and board. You owed it all thanks to your antics, especially busking to further build your cred. It certainly made meeting with your father and reassuring him that his “eldest daughter” was still within him easier. However, like all good things, it had to end. In your case, however, it merely escalated into trouble.
Due to your actions, you ended up causing controversy and a metahuman outbreak. But that was a story for another time. Thankfully, you managed to achieve damage control through the acts of V-tubing and cleaning up your mess. It still didn’t change the fact that you weren’t taking things as seriously as you needed. Hence, why did you end up getting quite an earful from the only embodiment of righteous anger, the Spectre. Again, that was a story for another day.
<span class="mu-s">Recap Done</span>
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 18:35:23 No. 5463228 Report >>5462700 Following a tip given to you by the phantom stranger through Spectre, you were currently taking an all-expense paid trip to Gotham City. From what Phantom Stranger had to tell you, your grimoire was currently in the hands of vampire Nocturna and the wandering specter Gentleman Ghost. With the way he phrased it however, it sounds like they were working for a much bigger fish. Who that person was you had no idea but given the connection, you couldn’t drop your guard.
As well as the ties are tying it to the Lazarus Pit. The grimoire holds secrets correlating to the primordial waters, including how to purify the waters and make a cosmic ocean or otherwise call the Well of Sin. It also held secrets relating to the Celestial Comet, a radioactive meteorite that landed on earth millions of years ago. The same rock that gave Vandal Savage among others their powers. It could be the root of all superhuman/metahuman activity on earth.
From the knowledge he gave you, both this and the Markovia incident were tested for you. Of which were necessary to see your current level of competency. Along with seeing your capacity as a capacitor and how good your cache capabilities are. It was one thing to be drafted, it’s a whole other thing to live up to the expectation and reaffirm their suspicions. Of whether or not you were a chosen one anointed by fate or just a living enigma/walking anomaly.
Truthfully none of that mattered to you, that was future Sarena’s problem. Right now, you just want to get back your family heirloom above all else. It was the primary reason why you took the Phantom Stranger’s charity and offered to change chance into an opportunity. For now, you can treat him as a distant ally despite his motives being shrouded in mystery. Which was more than enough to not be suspicious about the whereabouts of the Grimoire. You have the best proof on you for verification.
Arriving now in Gotham by train, you take a moment to close your eyes and clear your thoughts. One of the skills you learned from your training was how to sense various forms of energy and signatures. So, by sharpening your focus you begin to isolate all the other readings, leaving just the one to track. You could feel a strong presence within the dark, gothic city. It was a similar wavelength towards your aura, specifically the divine prominence. There was no doubt about it, the grimoire was in fact within this city.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 14 Nov 2022 18:40:38 No. 5463230 Report >>5463228 Slowly opening your eyes, you tilt your head towards the direction where you felt it at its strongest. Putting your hand against your pockets, leaving the other to grab your stuff as you walk out of the train station. To say the city didn’t put you on edge would be a big fat lie. It was the polar opposite of Jump City. A place that was shrouded in darkness, a cesspool of chaos and disorder. It was bleak and riddled with danger from all sides. Only reaching its worst whenever it was nighttime.
Even with your divine armor currently morphed to resemble regular clothing, you still felt rather bear with very little protection. Unsurprisingly, this place was built on the factions of several powerful figures. The majority of them have ties to the mafia. So, this was an area that was riddled with crime and corruption. This most certainly would be a place that your father would strongly abhor, especially with how it has reached this point.
The city was no better as it was gritty as it was dark. It was heavily industrialized to the point of pumping tons of smoke into the air. Its gothic architecture and darkened gray skies give it its dreadful atmosphere. You can only imagine how sullen the area is with its blackened skies during the nighttime. How dreadful. You can thank your lucky stars that you didn’t have to patrol such an area for the first time. The mood was certainly going to take some time to get used to.
As you take stock of your situation, something else seems to catch your eye. You weren’t sure if you were seeing it right, but for a moment you thought you saw a robin in the sky.
>Follow after what you saw, making sure to conceal your presence as you tail it. >Brush it aside and proceed to follow the trail your grimoire is leaving >Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham >Look for a place to stay and wait until nighttime to make your move >Write-In Also, Choose what 3 Colors/Powers you choose to apply for this encounter.
>Leave it to the GM >Write-In Anonymous
>>5463230 >Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham >Red >Indigo >Tan Anonymous
>>5463230 >>Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham >gold, white, silver seems perfect for recon
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>>5463230 >>Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham >Leave it to the GM Anonymous
>>5463230 >>Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham Gold, White and Tan
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>>5463230 >>Don't act hasty and instead try to do some reconnaissance to familiarize yourself with Gotham >Leave it to the GM The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 13:31:05 No. 5463973 Report >>5463574 >>5463740 >>5463899 >>5463238 >>5463378 Seems like we're going with a stealth mission here with leaving it up to the GM for the color combo. But don't worry, Gold, White, and Tan will see their use soon enough.
Roll if you will some 3d100s.
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Rolled 89, 17, 60 = 166 (3d100) >>5463973 Anonymous
Rolled 97, 77, 76 = 250 (3d100) >>5463973 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 17:04:50 No. 5464145 Report This is a bit of a missed impart on my end but due to the nat 100, even your original form is deeply imbued with the divine spark (by extension divine light). Thus, enriching it to the point that your auburn hair
>>5458631 has turned snow white like pic related. As we speak the plethora of the divine spark and prominence known as pleroma is still suffusing. Pervading every nook and cranny of yourself, down to the quintessential source. Thus, it takes conscious effort to truly regress to your original state (doubly so when filtering out the Divine providence associated) whenever you power down. Just want to make that clear moving forward.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 17:15:28 No. 5464153 Report >>5464145 Comparison.
Also taking names for a Superhero identity. If you're fine with sticking to Pantheona like your processor then that's fine too, just let me know.
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>>5464153 >Lady Eve [For the E-name] and Patheona the successor for our cape name. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 17:27:43 No. 5464159 Report Quoted By:
Rolled 47, 52, 31 = 130 (3d100) >>5464155 That's a good point, you can also make suggestions for your E-girl name if you want. Gonna be rolling for
>>5463973 to speed things up. Don't be discouraged to roll if you feel like you can do better or want a shot. This is only for moving things along.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 18:55:55 No. 5464208 Report >>5463973 Glancing closely at the moving target it seems much bigger than you initially gave credit for. Although, your attention wasn’t sharply focused on the supposed robin. So, you couldn’t accurately deduce whether or not you were imagining things. Deciding that it wasn’t worth the trouble, you merely brushed it aside and turned your attention back to the task at hand. You didn’t want to take any side trips or indulge in going off on a detour. A month was already pushing your limits.
At the same time, you couldn’t bring yourself to immediately follow the presence you’ve been sensing. Unlike Jump City, this was brand new territory for you, as well as you didn’t have a single ally to back up. So, to jump right into where the grimoire blindly without taking the time to assess your surroundings was practically suicide. Especially when you recall all the stories that permeate the city of Gotham. All the more reason that you need to think smartly and act coolly in the face of adversity.
Thus, you decided the best course of action was to become aware of your surroundings and acquire information via reconnaissance. Preferably do it quickly and quietly, no different than any other wandering traveler. Wearing nothing but a black long-sleeved crop top, matching black choker, white miniskirt, black socks, and white running sneakers. You already hold that part down, despite the boldness of your attire as you keep your backpack lodged around your arms.
It would be much easier storing inside of you through the rainbow elixir though. Unfortunately, that would mean using up one of your three slots for the power of dimensional storage via Absorption (Gray). You couldn’t afford to be wasteful or careless in what combo you would apply. Although you could swap out one color for another, it still took time and effort to cleanse you of a specific color without affecting the others. And even more, time applying a brand-new color without disruption.
Through your girdle, you can painlessly extract your divine blood and make the flasks necessary for your thirty-three colors. But again, acquiring the resources and applying them were two completely different challenges. Then there’s the fact that while the Pleroma was infinite, that didn’t mean your blood was as well. Sure, it recovered and replenished itself far faster than most living organisms, especially when consuming sustenance. You were still operating on a finite amount.
Reckless and/or excessive drain without rest would greatly weaken you. Both in your physical as well as mental constitution and prowess, including the effects of your power bestowing blood. While you never tried to reach that threshold of your upper limits. You held the strong distinction that death by blood loss was still within the realm of possibility for you. All the more important is that you choose carefully if not wisely whenever applying the three colors.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 15 Nov 2022 18:59:16 No. 5464212 Report >>5464208 The sole exception was “rainbow”, but you didn’t want to gamble on something you couldn’t fully control or apply without the grimoire. After all, it was something that the Phantom Stranger told you, but only the bare minimum. It was another incentive to grab the grimoire back. Yet you carry the distinct suspicion it was also a warning. Like some sort of automatic defensive mechanism that would act on its own even without the grimoire. Only on a more volatile if not catastrophe-level if left unchecked.
Putting that aside you already begin taking steps to apply the three colors of choice. Gold, White, and Tan, with an emergency second set of Red, Indigo, and Silver for backup. The second set would only come into effect when the primary set was retired. This setup was a recently unlocked function provided by the Phantom Stranger, although you brute forced it into awakening from excessive testing. He merely stabilized it to make up for the early inclusion. After scolding you of course.
Hopefully, you wouldn’t need such a setup since this should be an easy task. Slowly but steadily apply the colors over your body, practically resembling a graffiti tattoo over your porcelain skin. After putting the finish touches the colors quickly morphed before vanishing. In their places runic symbols once again start to form, originating from your back before spreading to your limbs and torso. Much like the paint they quickly disappeared as quickly as they appeared. Yet they still permeated around you, seen only by the supernatural or otherworldly.
“Alright, now I’m all set.” You murmured to yourself, currently alone in a secluded alleyway. Reading yourself for takeoff as you clench your hands, almost striking a confident pose. Chest heaving as your cheeks puffs with an innocent yet widely smug smile. The extraction process always seems to leave you feeling weary, but the rush you got from applying the colors always seems to be more than make up for it. It was an exhilarating sensation worthy of the gods as it sent you on cloud nine.
<span class="mu-s">Note</span>: Reconnaissance is destined for success, choose the method of how you do so.
>Take upon yourself to mimicry the form of an animal or plant to scour Gotham inconspicuously >Go for the Ghosting method as you make yourself invisible and/or intangible >Start Teleporting yourself constantly throughout Gotham through spatial travel >Take the normal method of just sightseeing, and use your cred as an E-Girl to get you through >Write-in Anonymous
>>5464212 >Go for the Ghosting method as you make yourself invisible and/or intangible Anonymous
>>5464212 >>Start Teleporting yourself constantly throughout Gotham through spatial travel Anonymous
>>5464212 >>Take the normal method of just sightseeing, and use your cred as an E-Girl to get you through Anonymous
>>5464212 >>Start Teleporting yourself constantly throughout Gotham through spatial travel Anonymous
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Imagine wanting to play as a jew.
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>>5464212 >Go for the Ghosting method as you make yourself invisible and/or intangible Anonymous
>>5464212 >>Take the normal method of just sightseeing, and use your cred as an E-Girl to get you through The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 14:53:04 No. 5465132 Report >>5464231 >>5464282 >>5464321 >>5464425 >>5464945 >>5464991 Going to need a tiebreaker or I'm going to have to blend these options together for a coherent progression. I don't have a problem with that, just giving a warning that this is the last chance to turn things around or make an alternate suggestion.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 14:54:12 No. 5465133 Report >>5464153 Would also like some more comments for
>>5464153 otherwise I'm going to end up going with this
>>5464155 Anonymous
>>5465133 Lilith- e girl name
Asherah- super name
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>>5465133 how exactly did we end up as an e-girl and what is the current state of it?
I guess people in the old quest voted the protag to become an e-thot due to her newfound "attributes"? So that whole thing was the public hero persona being the e-girl? But now we're a vtuber?
can you clear up what it is we do right now in a put more detail?
(I already voted for the other thing, but my ID will be different again)
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>>5465132 I don't have a problem if the options are mixed.
>>5465156 Supporting these names
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 18:40:58 No. 5465289 Report >>5465214 You are right that people in the old quest voted for the e-thottery [Thotus Supremus] to get backing for becoming the Ultimate Stacey. It naturally snowballed into pure Idolatry which fuels your divinity much like how belief and faith can both fuel if not empower magic along with willpower. Thus, the more popular you are the more powerful you became as a unparalleled existence [divine providence].
I more or less referred to it as a callback since the interests were more aligned with the Grimoire than with Social and Media Presence. So you have been taking from the Billy Batson and Booster Gold school of heroics. Mainly recording your Superhero feats and acts of heroism under your anthropomorphic demihuman form. But in terms of sustaining yourself and making a living, you did it through your entertaining talent and sexy charm. Thus, keeping the two separate but somewhat loosely connected in some shape or fashion.
The Vtuber aspect is a more recent coverup to mask and reign in your growing popularity. In the time from point a to point b, your divinity has been skyrocketing like crazy. Thus the stronger idolization, which looped in tandem with your training and experimentation. Hence the aforementioned evolution and awakenings. For better or worst.
In terms of publicity, you're basically on belle delphine with your e-girl identity, and your superhero identity is just as explosively prominent. As you currently do, I was openly vague about it to eventually go back to it and decide precisely what you specialize in as an entertainer or e-girl. But I also had assumed that the typical TikTok, Twitch, Instagram, Youtube antics found in this line of work.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 18:46:46 No. 5465297 Report Quoted By:
>>5465289 There were natural hiccups between your identity as an e-girl and superheroine during the rising highlights of your career. It all ties to the whole divine pandemic you ultimately caused from the thotery (more on that later). I left it open-ended if you embraced the fallback and made both your e-girl identity and superhero one essentially one and the same or not. Hence I gave an out to help alleviate the mess your divine providence caused with the V-Tuber account. But again, it can go either way depending entirely on your guy's interests.
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>>5465289 >belle delphine I'd appreciate a little more dignity in a literal divine avatar.
>you have been taking from the Billy Batson and Booster Gold school of heroics one other thing... maybe dial it down with the references
I like DC quests because I have no idea what's going on and purely act on the information the main character has. Currently I feel like you are assuming both knowledge of DC and the previous quest maybe a little too much.
I'm still here for it, and voted on everyone so far. But still a little stumped on the name.
Pantheona sounds aa little bit of a mouthful, not something an ally can scream for in hurry.
in the same style "Plethora", maybe? It means a lot, like the number of our powers.
For the online persona I'd like to postpone the decision for now and align it with what we will decide on doing with it.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 20:41:39 No. 5465370 Report Quoted By:
>>5465363 I didn't have you exactly act like her. Only threw that name as the first example. As for your other comments, fair enough. I'll try to reign it back a little. I tend to try and be informative on the prospect that not many people are nerdy enough to connect the DC dots on their own. Or even use the wiki or comic vine for concise research gathering. My apologies.
If you're throwing Plethora for a name, I'm willing to consider it. And your request for postponing the online persona has been acknowledged.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 20:46:52 No. 5465378 Report Rolled 56, 52, 37, 91 = 236 (4d100) >>5465132 >>5465288 Mixed opinions it is then. Sorry for not commenting earlier, was preoccupied with important business. Anywho, don't need to roll, I already using your previous rolls here
>>5464035 >>5464142 What I am doing is for something else entirely [Always assuming that unless directly stated. Anyway, writing.]
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 23:23:54 No. 5465523 Report >>5465378 Trying to keep your excitement bottled up, you went on to blend in with the bustle and hustle of the heavily industrial city. Practically strutting around with a spring in your step as you trot. Hips and rump swaying side to side with such swagger. It goes without mentioning that you were exuding an aura of confidence, bustling around like the grandiloquent diva you are. Making sure to not overdo it with the loftiness to avoid coming off as ostentatious. Bad impressions would only make things worse.
That said, given your current appearance it wasn’t going to be easy to be inconsequential or completely inconspicuous. Just one look at you in your default (yet still divinely empowered) form and they would think you were a walking sentient barbie doll. A barbie doll that was also built like a Brickhouse, both in curves and muscles. While not excessively turgid in terms of frame, you did feel like you embodied the second verse of the word. Your attire only accentuated such vibes.
Honestly, who could blame you, especially when you got the physique of a fitness instructor? Again, it’d take conscious effort in reigning in your divine providence and its prominence to truly resemble your original state. Though, this form was far more tamed compared to the tarzanesque bodybuilder look that your anthropomorphic demi-human state carried. Just imagine what your virago spirit would resemble once you went into full demigoddess mode. Provided you get your grimoire back.
Still, there were some benefits resembling as you are now, excusing the fact you more or less have to wear baggy clothing to hide your assets. For one, you didn’t have to worry about your escapades leading back to your old life once this was all over. Again, you weren’t going to discard your old life due to your new responsibilities. You could make do without having to have a brooding heroic life for the greater good. You may be altruistic, but you draw the line of being self-sacrificing.
Speaking of, in the time you spent polishing your heroics, you still didn’t iron out picking a name. At the moment you only go by what the rumors dubbed you. To which it was “Heavenly Goddess”, you didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to figure out why they called you that. You were on the cup of naming yourself either Plethora (based on your predecessor Pantheona and the Pleroma) or going with the Goddess of Heaven’s associated name Asherah. You are still on the fence about it.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 16 Nov 2022 23:25:15 No. 5465525 Report >>5465523 Putting that aside, for now, you begin your reconnaissance as you trek through Gotham. Invoking a mixture of utilizing your primary colors at hand, with the inconspicuous sleuthing as a regular sightseeing tourist. It essentially covered the best of both worlds, as you could conserve your strength while making strides in assessing your surroundings. The coding of your paint was everlasting so long as it isn’t eroded, but that didn’t mean it didn’t require something to fuel it.
Typically, it requires your stamina and/or vitality to power it, the amount varies depending on your form(s). Thankfully all that heroics training, in addition to years of learning how to fight from your old man, came in handy in building stamina and endurance. Of course, there was also the Pleroma to consider, but it was harder to use outside of your transformed state. So, while in your suppressed state, you have to rely solely on your reserves. Easy enough as you had an abundance to work with.
Blending in with the crowd to your best ability, you took stock of key points of when to utilize your powers. Such as finding an opening to teleport to the top of a gargoyle statue-filled building. Or how about when you were ghosting (specifically phasing while being invisible) through a series of walls to cover multiple locations? Then there was using your mimicry powers to take the forms of different people or objects to rebound or sneak around unimpeded.
Between the three powers, teleportation was the quickest, to the point of being instantaneous. On the other end, it is also the flashiest as you leave small traces of light behind. Or you caused the space around you to warp as it left an echo sound. Usually, it was the latter unless you deliberately speed up the process for instantaneous movement. Thus, whenever you use it for a more stealthy approach, you always have to take into account the acoustics and its reverberation.
In contrast, using your astral powers to perform your ghost feats was the most effective. Though it was much slower by comparison and required concentration to maintain ghosting. That is because, unlike typical Astral Projection, you were converting your physical form into an astral body. While you could speed up the process by doing it the traditional way, it meant leaving your physical body behind. And truth be told you didn’t want to leave your body unattended in such a less-than-stellar location.
That just left your mimicry, perhaps the most inconspicuous yet complex method out of the three. Only by achieving a link through eye contact or tactile means could you perfectly mimic the target in question. Sure, there was the shapeshifting aspect you could tap into on your own. But to truly utilize the target’s capabilities and traits, you needed to understand how they operate. And you generally got that aspect far quicker through the aforementioned methods instead of directly observing or learning by ear.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 00:03:34 No. 5465575 Report >>5465525 Thus, how fitting that perhaps the most stable and effective was just doing the simple thing. Sightseeing. It gave you the coverage needed to freely utilize your powers without risk or gap in your execution. Plus, you could just ask around without jumping through hoops for info. And you did like meeting fans in between trips, be they potentially or already the real genuine article. Sure, you were taking it seriously, but that didn’t stop you from making room for fun.
Slowly and deliberately, you traverse through the dark foreboding metropolis, keeping note of all the hotspots and associated pathways. Committing the shortcuts to memory. Brideshead, Burnside, Cherry Hill, Otisburg, there were so many districts and neighborhoods that reside within Gotham City. With your triad of powers, you hold no doubts about being able to cover every nook and cranny of Gotham. Without them, it would surely take days if not weeks to traverse the entirety of Gotham.
Luckily, you didn’t have to meticulously go to such lengths, choosing to only stick to the hotspots and public locations. Such as Chinatown, the Clock Tower, its Subway, Robinson Park, and even the Cathedral. In just the good part of the day, you find yourself mentally mapping the entirety of Gotham. Carefully dancing around from where the presence was strong enough to serve as a two-way street for sensing. But still close enough to find all the necessary routes to reach it without concern.
Currently, you halted yourself at the rooftop of Wayne’s Tower, having used your teleportation powers to warp to that location after grabbing a bite to eat at Bat Burger’s. You wanted to check out the Silver Lake Shopping Plaza, but the place was far from your true objective. And while all it would take was a wink to go front and back, you opted to be more conservative and save the trip for later. Right now, your eyes gaze forward toward two key spots, East End and Gotham Harbor.
From what you gathered those two spots were notorious for criminal meetups. Then there was also Blackgate Penitentiary to be considered, but just like with Arkham Asylum you count yourself lucky not to need to go there. The cemetery was more likely than either of those prison states. It didn’t do your nerves any good that the former is so close to the Harbor. Then again, you begin to understand that to get what you want, you had to play with fire.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 00:14:07 No. 5465581 Report >>5465575 Letting out a small yawn, you begin to reach for one of the burgers stashed in a very large brown bag. Slowly parched up on where one of the gargoyles was located. They were a guardian symbol for the city, hence why they were so common, especially with any place related to Wayne Enterprises. You would be a little creeped out about that had you not spent the majority of your time seeing the dark city in its depressive glory. You didn’t envy the guardians one bit.
“All of this sleuthing and I still feel stuck at square one.” You bemoan, taking a bite out of the burger while sitting on the rail. “I mean yeah, I more or less know this town like the back of my hand, bearing some exceptions. But no clue specifically where my targets are. Dad makes this detective work look so easy.” Sighing to yourself you looked at the Gargoyle, feeling a bit silly talking to it. But you needed to vent.
“There’s an observation deck just a tad to the left of the tower. Equipped with a really powerful super telescope among other high-tech gadgetry that’ll make your scavenger hunt go much smoother.” A voice spoke up from out of nowhere, right on cue as you previously vented in between bites.
“Really? That’d be great-.” Smiling at the news, your face immediately turned pale at who you see parched up right beside you. It was none other than the Boy Wonder himself, Robin. Triggering your body to immediately go into flight or fight in response having previously been unaware of that someone has been following you.
How do you handle your fight-or-flight impulses going off?
>Let your body instinctively kick Robin for spooking you >Pull back at the last second and apologize for the rudeness >Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >Write-In Afterward, how do you proceed with this sudden encounter?
>Ask the Boy Wonder how and why was he tailing you before anything else >Be a tease and flirt with the Boy Wonder into helping you with your cause >Thank him for the advice but leave to the observation deck briskly >Reach over to grab him to use your Mimicry Powers to forcibly get answers >Write-In Anonymous
>>5465581 >Pull back at the last second and apologize for the rudeness >Be a tease and flirt with the Boy Wonder into helping you with your cause Anonymous
>>5465581 >Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >Ask the Boy Wonder how and why was he tailing you before anything else >Be a tease and flirt with the Boy Wonder into helping you with your cause Anonymous
>>5465581 >>Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >Ask the Boy Wonder how and why was he tailing you before anything else >Be a tease and flirt with the Boy Wonder into helping you with your cause Anonymous
>>5465581 >Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >Ask him if he'll help you in return for one of the other burgers you have bought. unthoting the character will be a chore, I already see it.
You can't con a honest man, just like you can't seduce a good hero to your cause.
Flirting means escalating the friendlyness everytime the other responds positively to yours. If they remain stoic, all we do is to just annoy them and paint us in a light that'd not take them or the situation seriously.
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>>5465581 >Pull back at the last second and apologize for the rudeness >Ask the Boy Wonder how and why was he tailing you before anything else >Be a tease and flirt with the Boy Wonder into helping you with your cause >>5466002 I think this is an instance where thottery is justified
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>>5465581 >>Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >>Ask him if he'll help you in return for one of the other burgers you have bought. Anonymous
>>5466064 >I think this is an instance where thottery is justified I think doing it unprompted right out of a situation of fight or flight would only make him think we're up to no good
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 17:45:58 No. 5466238 Report >>5465826 >>5465957 >>5465994 >>5466002 >>5466064 >>5466105 Alright, going to be a mix of these but Fight the urge and be calm won priority for the first vote, and Ask the Boy Wonder for the second.
>>5466002 >>5466064 >>5466195 While I wasn't planning on going full thot (more Black Cat/She-Hulk in playfulness) for this, I can see the concern. I can assure you, that player input will be a major factor for this kind of stuff.
I'm still going to be writing the update, so discuss among yourself how you want the online identity/e-girlness to act.
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>>5465581 >Fight the urge to follow up on your instincts and remain calm >Ask him if he'll help you in return for one of the other burgers you have bought. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 17:49:56 No. 5466243 Report >>5466240 And this still counts to
>>5466238 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 21:22:34 No. 5466395 Report >>5466238 >>5466243 Just how did this guy manage to get into your sphere of influence without you noticing? Aside from the ubermensch build being the Adam Kadmon brought, you were pretty capable as a person. Okay, you weren’t some highly trained super soldier, but that didn’t mean you were a slouch either. Having a police commissioner for a father meant you had to always be prepared. Otherwise, all those self-defense lessons and survival training would amount to nothing.
Now that’s not to say you were rigorously trained or conditioned before acquiring superpowers. After all, Jump City wasn’t crawling to the brim with criminal activity. It just helped to be prepared, hence why your father didn’t religiously push you to take combat training seriously. Still, you took it to heart and did what was at least expected. Therefore, you were reasonably confident in your honed instincts and reflexes, doubly so while in your empowered state
So, with that, it boggles the mind that he snuck up on you without giving any tells or warning. Practically flat-footed with your line of interval exposed, your body naturally geared itself into fight or flight. Meanwhile, before your body could act, your mind immediately simulated the next move. It was simple, just a swift roundhouse kick to the side, knocking him down to the ground or the wall behind you. Worst case scenario you jump after him if he falls off the building, using one of your primary color choice powers to remedy the situation.
At the same time, you didn’t pick up any bad intentions, much less any sign of bloodlust or fighting spirit coming from him. Either this masked boy was extremely good at concealing his emotions along with his presence, or he was generally being helpful while being straightforward. The fact he didn’t take advantage of the slight pause in your movement made you think it was the latter. Again, you weren’t any slouch, but if someone with ninja likes moves got close and personal, you were going to be in a world of trouble.
Finishing up before your body could fully act, you forcibly stop your sweeping roundhouse kick. Pulling it close as if you were mere moments from enacting your mental imagery from the simulation. Yet, this didn’t deter the slender yet athletic boy wonder in the slightest. His gentle look was oozing with confidence and awareness. Just looking at his eyes through his black-and-white domino mask gave you the impression he was the real deal. A real, Bonafide super soldier. Or at least exceptionally trained.
"You didn’t flinch.” You brusquely muttered, slowly pulling your leg back while keeping your distance.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 21:24:20 No. 5466396 Report >>5466395 “Well, it's something I was expecting, but I didn’t sense any hostility coming from you. So, I had a hunch that you wouldn’t go through with your attack, especially considering.” As the black-haired boy smiled, he slowly gestured to you to look towards your left. Reminding you that currently both of you stand over a thousand feet above the pavement. Not helping was being so close if not directly standing on the rails.
Twitching your face into an awkward smile, mentally thanking your stars you didn’t follow through, you hopped into the safe zone. “My apologies. Due to personal trauma and general experience, my body acts defensively before my mind has the chance to process the situation.”
Following you, the black-haired boy also jumped off the rail, keeping his hands folded in his arms. “Makes sense. I could tell from the roundhouse you were going to give. Your appearance also gave it away. My name is Robin, and sorry for the startle.” Keeping himself relaxed, Robin slowly but surely went to offer his hand for a handshake.
Taking his hand for a shake, you merely smile back. “Likewise. Though I bet you had gotten to check a lot of me before alerting me of your presence. Find anything you like~” You tease, putting your left hand on your wide hips, thrusting it a tad for oomph.
Pausing a bit from sudden surprise, Robin quickly clears his throat before letting your charm sway him. “I wasn’t stalking you out of looks. Or in general really. I only tailed you after noticing you before I left Gotham. Kind of hard to miss someone when you hear a reverbing echo after seeing them vanish.” There was a hint of playful ribbing as he addressed the elephant in the room.
“Oh, is that so?” You paused. There was a feeling of mild disappointment, not at him not being a stalker mind you. Rather it was how he was able to see you despite your efforts. You need more practice at being meticulously covert. “Pray-tell, exactly why I was worthy of being pursued if it was not for my dashing good looks and statuesque physique? "You spoke, keeping up a sultry manner and tone.
“A brand-new person with superpowers just nonchalantly sightseeing in broad daylight. Kinda hard to not think you were up to something. Or have a loose definition of using your powers responsibly. “Robin retorts. “So, curiosity is mainly my reason. What you do next may invoke more than that.”
Thinking about it for a moment, you decide to stop playing the winsome coquette. Instead, going for a franker yet still dignified expression. “To cut to the chase, I’m here for a special objective. Getting back a prized heirloom is my sole reason for being here. After that, I’m returning to Jump City. So, you don’t have to worry about me causing any trouble.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 21:25:23 No. 5466398 Report Quoted By:
>>5466396 “And what exactly is that heirloom? I can’t imagine it being something mundane like a brooch.” Robin quipped. For the moment deciding to trust your words. You were very earnest and amicable, despite your playful flirting.
“It’s called the Sefer Raziel HaMalakh, it’s a grimoire containing various secrets and extensive knowledge. To make a long story short, it’s been in my family’s possession for generations. Right up until I was essentially killed and pilfered by a goatee-wearing man in a black bodysuit. “You explain, slowly dawning upon yourself about your sudden death and how ludicrous it sounds. “Naturally it didn’t stick as I came back to life., but if you don’t believe me then at least give me the courtesy of not getting ridiculed. I’m sensitive about the whole endeavor.”
Shaking his head to deter your assumptions, Robin focuses his sharp gaze on you. “I’m not going to brush it off or make fun of you. I’ve seen my case of the supernatural and magical to not rule out such possibilities. My mentor even knows several people who specialize in that kind of stuff. One of them should still be in town. “Before he would say any further, Robin would curtly cut himself off before pointing to a door.
“Anyway, like I said the observatory inside should help you. It has just about everything you’ll need to help streamline your search. Just be careful when it's night. That’s when the outlaws and criminals are the most active. And if you end up seeing someone with a bat cowl, tell them you know Robin and they should at least be willing to leave you alone or help you. Provided you don’t antagonize them or give them a reason to be defensive.” Robin explained.
“Thanks, I appreciate it.” You nod, showing a genuinely warm smile. It was quick as you caught Robin was about to reach from his yellow utility belt for a grappling hook and leave. “W-Wait, hold on a second. I know you said you were leaving Gotham, but could you find it in your heart to help a newcomer like me with my mission?”
Stopping himself from using his grappling hook, Robin turns to look back at you. “I’m listening.”
“If you help me, I’ll treat you to a meal.” Your smile widens as you pull out your bat burger bag and wave it gently as an incentive.
“This is the first time I’ve ever received a collab through fast food bribery.” Robin softly chuckled, putting his grappling hook away. “Why not. I could use one last hurrah before leaving my stomping grounds for a new location.”
“Glad to have you aboard. If you stick with me, you’ll have a more exciting and colorful experience back at Jump City. I promise.” Giving the boy wonder a quick airborne kiss, for appreciation, you quickly walked over to the observatory. Beckoning him to follow you inside.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 17 Nov 2022 21:38:40 No. 5466403 Report >Ask more about Robin and his reasons for leaving in between sleuthing >Focus on mainly tracking and narrowing your search as you share information with Robin. (Roll) >Leave the search to the Boy Wonder while you handle transportation (Skip to combat+Roll) >Fish for more info about the specialist in town and ask if they be willing to join. >Write-In >Wonder Woman (Diana Prince) >Zatanna "Zee" Zatara >Katana (Tatsu Yamashiro, ties to the Outsiders) >Etrigan (Jason Blood) >Deadman (Boston Brand) >Mystery Choice
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>>5466403 >Ask more about Robin and his reasons for leaving in between sleuthing >Etrigan (Jason Blood) Anonymous
>>5466403 >Focus on mainly tracking and narrowing your search as you share information with Robin. (Roll) >Fish for more info about the specialist in town and ask if they be willing to join. Who do you want the mystery person to currently be in Gotham?
>Mystery Choice Anonymous
>>5466403 >Focus on mainly tracking and narrowing your search as you share information with Robin. (Roll) >Ask more about Robin and his reasons for leaving in between sleuthing >Mystery Choice Anonymous
>>5466403 >>Ask more about Robin and his reasons for leaving in between sleuthing >>Focus on mainly tracking and narrowing your search as you share information with Robin. (Roll) >Deadman (Boston Brand) Anonymous
Rolled 88, 77, 1 = 166 (3d100) >>5466403 He didn't even take the burger
>Focus on mainly tracking and narrowing your search as you share information with Robin. (Roll) 3d100 since were in powered up form?
otherwise ignore... the second of the three die
>Tell him we don't have a proper capename yet, ask how long he's been doing it, and if he might help workshop your name The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 18 Nov 2022 16:07:54 No. 5467171 Report Quoted By:
>>5467169 Not yet but he's going to be seen having it in the next post. And your correct 3d100 is for your powered up state.
>Nat 1 Big Oof.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 18 Nov 2022 16:36:46 No. 5467194 Report >>5466411 >>5466592 >>5466605 >>5467110 >>5467169 Anyway, looks like we're doing a mix of Serious Detective work plus Socialising with Robin. Now I would request the rest of you to follow
>>5467169 example and start giving me some rolls.
Also Mystery Choice has won. So we'll be going with Madame Xanadu and one more person.
Anonymous
Rolled 40, 30, 33 = 103 (3d100) >>5467194 Anonymous
Rolled 86, 91, 92 = 269 (3d100) >>5467194 Anonymous
Rolled 9, 77, 34 = 120 (3d100) >>5467194 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 18 Nov 2022 21:34:57 No. 5467379 Report >>5467197 >>5467203 >>5467348 Right, with the added roll in response to
>>5467169 we have our answer. Success but unwanted turbulence has invaded the mental sanctum. A Gothic Welcome. Writing
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 19 Nov 2022 18:41:46 No. 5468355 Report >>5467379 Before long you and Robin would enter the huge observatory, quickly strolling side by side as you took the lead. From this, you could tell that you were taller than the boy wonder by a wide margin. In comparison to his five foot and four inches, you have him beat by half a foot as you stood at a whopping six feet. Seven if you went peak demi-human, not that it was necessary but good for further teasing. Even in your original body, you would still be taller as you were only five foot and six inches.
Brushing that aside you made your way to a large table, leaving the tool gathering up to Robin. One of the bat burger combos from your bag was gently placed onto the side. It was set up for him to take, which he does when he isn’t immersed in his detective duties. Unsurprisingly with your reborn body, you came to learn that it was quite the high-maintenance package in exchange for its myriad of abilities. One of which was giving you an increased metabolism, practically on the level of hyper metabolism.
Fueling the form that germinates the rainbow elixir without the use of the pleroma required massive quantities of energy. The energy of course that you got from subsentence or acquiring that of Manna aka divine or spiritual nourishment. Since the latter was harder to stockpile and accumulate, you of course had opted for the former. Normally you had to eat at least three times a regular adult’s portion to satiate yourself each meal. Only becoming gluttonous when drained or stockpiling.
Thankfully Robin was far too polite and engrossed with his research to pick at your massive meals. You weren’t sure why you need to consume extremely large amounts of calories to maintain your form. Then again, all that fuel did go into your assets and muscularity. Rarely did you ever show an ounce of gaining weight in the rotund fashion, even during moments of comical turgid? Being stout and big-boned was the only connection, but again it was of the heavy strong woman in terms of sturdiness and thickness.
“If you don’t mind me asking, could you tell me more about yourself? Including why are you leaving Gotham. I can understand the place being too dreary to want to stay here. But I get the feeling you’re made of far sterner stuff to be bothered by such gloom and doom.” You politely asked,
“Well, I suppose I could tell you some stuff if you’re willing to share yourself,” Robin remarks, causing you to nod in response as you felt that was more than fair. “I come from a family of circus acrobats; they were among the best the nation had to offer. I’m essentially the last living legacy thanks to some unfortunate circumstances. The people who did it were mafia thugs looking to extort money from the boss. We didn’t give in to them, and they took it upon themselves to set an example outside of my parents. They’re currently in prison, so silver lining, I guess. “
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 19 Nov 2022 18:43:33 No. 5468357 Report >>5468355 “I’m sorry to hear about that.” You sniffed, almost tearing up upon hearing the abridged version of the tragedy of the Flying Greyson.
“Appreciate the concern but it's in the past. And it wasn’t all bad, I got to meet my mentor and father figure. He ended up teaching me everything he knew. And providing me with care and support, something that he only had his father figure gave him when his parents die of mob violence. I’m quite happy with the life II have now.” Robin smiled, genuinely cheerful before showing a case of melancholy. “I looked up to him like a father figure more than just a potential successor. I thought we would be working together as partners until his retirement. But I got shot and-.”
Seeing the small pause in his speech prior, you chose to close your eyes and interrupt him. It was a touchy subject to go further but you can tell that something big had happened. “I get it. No need to say anything further. You don’t want him to worry, so you decide to make your mark elsewhere. To show him that the adversity you face won’t bring you down and he doesn’t need to protect you anymore. To treat you like a real equal.”
“You can be quite perceptive...” Robin mutters, lightening up from your sunny disposition.
“I mean my dad is a police commissioner, kind of comes with the territory. "You smile, leaning back against your chair after lifting his spirits. “Unfortunately, I don’t have a sob story outside the typical bookworm being ostracized by her peers for being into unusual things. My life was mostly normal, well as normal as having parents involved with the law can lead. I’m the eldest sibling to a pair of twins, and formerly the assistant manager of a Pizza Restaurant in Jump City. Aside from my grimoire, nothing special or unique ever happened to me.” You explained. Slightly embarrassed at how plain your backstory so far sounds in comparison to Robin’s.
“I wouldn’t say having a mundane life is a bad thing. Not everyone has to have a sad backstory or terrible upbringing to push them towards being a hero.” Robin says, patting your shoulder as an act of comfort. “Wait, didn’t you say that you died earlier?”
“Yeah, I was shot by a crook after catching them in the act of a big crime. Managed to prevent him from making a big score, so it wasn’t like my death was for naught. Or at least, I think that’s how it went down. The entire thing was rather fuzzy. I think after that I met a group of old men who gave me the chance to come back to life as their champion emissary or something. I think I did some tasks as a spirit, really fuzzy on that, so I'm not sure.” Scratching the back of your head, you sharply narrow your eyes as you try and envision precisely what happened. Alas, you were still drawing a blank.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 19 Nov 2022 18:52:52 No. 5468367 Report >>5468357 “Don’t try and push it, it’ll come to you one way or another. Not many people can say they died and got a second chance at life. That already screams heroism in the making.” Robin spoke.
“You think so? "You felt a tinge of blushing coming from your cheeks as you momentarily look away. Omitting to tell you exactly what you did during the month before coming to Gotham. Finding something to change the subject, your mind quickly goes back to the specialist. “So, you said there was a specialist in the occult here in Gotham?” You asked, having finally wolfed down the majority of your meal as you clean yourself up.
“I did say that yes,” Robin commented, pulling out a large digital map of Gotham and showing all the different districts and regions.
“Could you tell me exactly more about them?” You ask gently, showing genuine interest while still helping Robin with the research.
“Her name is Madame Xanadu. She’s a skilled medium who uses tarot reading and fortune telling. A real penchant for helping those with supernatural or mystical issues. All thanks to her supernatural sensitivity to occult activities and mystic phenomena. I hear she’s also the keystone and supporter of the magical community. Her shop is named Hokus & Pokus Occult Curiosities, it's not too far from Gotham since it's in Greenwich Village.” Robin explains.
“I don’t suppose we could get them to assist in helping me with getting my grimoire back.” You ponder.
“Not directly no. I have been told that some personal reason or outside force keeps her from directly interfering. Hence why she has associates go out and do the tasks in her place.” Robin spoke, continuing his assistance in the research in between.
“A bummer. It would help to have more helping hands in getting this taken care of with the least number of problems.” You sighed, earning a curious look from Robin as he raises an eyebrow. “Oh, I should probably tell you what the phantom stranger has told me.”
With that, you begin to share what you heard from the elusive, mystery gentleman. Having Robin helped in breaking down the cryptic yet still informative message that he left. As well as alerting the Boy Wonder that you were fully involved with something truly otherworldly. Something that he himself hasn't had much experience in, but was still willing to help regardless.
[Pause]
Note: This was supposed to be for yesterday but due to unexpected interference I had to stop mid-way from delivering and ended up passing out once it was over. So with that, I have another prompt for choices based on the nat 1 triggering a sudden mental ambush.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 19 Nov 2022 19:01:41 No. 5468377 Report >>5468367 >Resist the possession and entrapped the intruder within a secluded part of yourself for interrogation >Forcibly eject the intruding entity from your mind and try to reform your physical body from its oozing state >Focus on using the supernatural link the dark entity has with its summoner to send a counterattack of your own >Try to forcibly assimilate and mimicry the intruding entity >Look to uncover the name of the dark entity before invoking to control or banish it from this mortal plane for the time being >Trust Robin to handle this while you turn this loss into an opportunity in getting help from another via Astral Projection >????? >Write-in Anonymous
>>5468377 >>Forcibly eject the intruding entity from your mind and try to reform your physical body from its oozing state Anonymous
>>5468377 >>Forcibly eject the intruding entity from your mind and try to reform your physical body from its oozing state Anonymous
>>5468377 >Forcibly eject the intruding entity from your mind and try to reform your physical body from its oozing state Anonymous
>>5468414 >>5468455 >>5468505 Alrighty, stranger danger begone time. Give me a 3d100+10
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Rolled 9, 50, 73 = 132 (3d100) >>5468509 didn't get the chance to vote, but I'll roll
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>>5468574 I'm willing to listen to what you would vote or suggest
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Rolled 65, 53, 39 = 157 (3d100) >>5468509 Anonymous
Rolled 13, 14, 99 = 126 (3d100) >>5468509 Anonymous
Rolled 65, 80, 50 = 195 (3d100) >>5468509 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 20 Nov 2022 21:49:24 No. 5470041 Report >>5468574 >>5468612 >>5469271 >>5469348 So it looks like we got ourselves some good luck here. 65x2/100, 80/100, 99/100. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, but it seems Sarena is gonna take it to the extreme after her "death". Writing.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 02:09:32 No. 5470345 Report >>5470041 “And that’s basically all that I know so far. Sorry if it wasn’t exactly a fountain of information. "You lament, folding your arms behind your back before closing your eyes. “You lament with a hint of disappointment.
“Don’t cut yourself short, you’ve given me more than enough to work with. Besides, if the Phantom Stranger told you everything, then it wouldn’t be a test now, would it?” Robin chirped up, being the more reassuring one of the two. “At least now I know that we need to get some silver or cold iron if we’re dealing with a ghost and potentially a vampire.”
“You got me there.” You laughed, slowly returning to your more upbeat self. “By the way, how exactly did you come up with your hero's name? I’ve only added it for about a month, and so far, I don’t have a lick of sense guiding me to a concrete cape name. I mean I got some ideas like Pantheona, but I figured someone doing it for years like yourself could give me better insight on the matter.”
“Well, I’m flattered. "Robin smiled. Slowly cocking an eyebrow at you once the name registered in his head. His mind was already beginning to break down its meanings. “Pantheona?”
“Yeah, the first half obviously comes from Pantheon. As well as serve as a call back to my supposed predecessor.” You point out with an aura of confidence.
“And the second?” Robin asks.
“It comes from the word Leona.” You reply.
“Ah, the derivative word from the Latin word Leo. I can only assume it's tied to a lion symbol correlating to you on a personal level. Quite possibly religious or family ties.” Like that, Robin proves that his detective skills and general mental acuity are something you shouldn’t take lightly. Whoever taught him has to be at least world-class given the level of skill he just displayed. And you feel like he has yet to get serious, much less go all out.
“Correct, the Lion of Judah. Call it intuition, or inner voice, but I felt like imbuing myself with the blessed animal might help me better channel my festering emotions. Give me the strength to overcome any adversity or strife, while conquering the embodiment of my inner beast and not being a slave to the darker emotions inside me.” You explained, trailing off a tad when it came to addressing the elephant in the room. The was a hint of melancholy now permeating the room.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 02:19:58 No. 5470362 Report Quoted By:
>>5470345 “Revenge I take it,” Robin asks, being tactful yet straightforward as he went right in.
Blinking out of shock, you gently tussle your curly silvery-white locks as you muster the courage to speak. “Yes. Part of me still feels bitter resentment for the man who took everything from me. It was only for a brief moment, but I felt immense rage welling up inside me. A vehement desire or passion that’s deeply drenched with fury, almost threatening to swallow me whole despite its righteousness. At worst turning me into some sort of wraith embodying pure, unadulterated wrath. If those old people didn’t show up when they did, I don’t know what I would’ve done.”
Before you could say anything further, Robin would put his hand against your shoulders. Giving you a serious but reassuring expression before continuing to speak. “Believe me when I say that I know exactly what you’re going through. Even as an eight-year-old child I knew wholeheartedly what revenge could do to a person. I wrestled with such feelings like they were a pack of wild animals. I wanted to catch the guys who caused my parents’ deaths, bring them to justice, or even just get the chance to make them pay for what they did. They had no right to take them away from me, and for what? Just to fatten their pockets and other acts of selfishness. I will never forgive them, nor forget them for as long as I’m still living.”
“I had my mentor keeping me from going down the line that shouldn’t be crossed. But I won’t say that for the next seven years I didn’t struggle with those inner demons. So again, I know exactly what you’re going through right now. I won’t tell you that you should give it up or look to forgive him. You, more than anyone needs closure, something that genuinely can be found in catching the man yourself. Just don’t let yourself lose to it and become its slave. I know someone who unfortunately went down that route.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 02:21:41 No. 5470368 Report Listening closely to Robin’s words, you close your eyes before placing a hand against your chest and still feeling the remnants of your fury still festering inside. But it was currently locked up in a secure box, becoming sturdier and sounder thanks to Robin’s comforting words. “Thanks, I really appreciate it.” You smile, opening up your eyes as if dread was no longer present.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 02:34:47 No. 5470396 Report >>5470368 This might end up bleeding into late night or tomorrow due to RL interferences. So I'll ask you guys to setup current goals and/or future plans moving forward. Like what you want to do after getting the grimmiore. Coming up with a battle plan is also up in the table.
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>>5470396 Reunite with our family and try to live a normalish life?
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>>5470396 what is the limit of our shapeshifting, because apparently we can't shift into our old form with the same haircolor we had.
My plan is to go to our Dad first as our hero persona.
As for battle plan, I barely know who or what we are up against and what their abilities are, so I'd remain scounting. I don't know how Robin plans to stay in Gotham or if he was leaving today already.
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>>5471084 Only said that it couldn't be done without conscious effort since you're filtering the Divine Providence that permeates within you. This means that maintaining it requires a lot of willpower similar to keeping a muscle clenched. In your transformed state, it's effortless as breathing. Especially when you use the Rainbow Elixir that has the shapeshifting power. However, for your depowered/suppressed state, it's easier said than done.
Of course, this new upcoming reveal about having a body made out of earthly materials like Diana Prince/Wonder Woman will change things. As for limits for shapeshifting, there's little that you can't morph into. But things that are much larger or smaller than you require additional exertion since you'll be making up the difference with life energy. So it'll tax your vitality.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 22:04:10 No. 5471323 Report >>5470368 With that the two of you promptly went back to sleuthing, focusing primarily on the matter of finding the exact location of where Nocturna and the Gentleman’s Ghost were currently stationed. Doing so would only bring you closer to retrieving your family heirloom and push you one step closer to your endgame. Of course, finding it and retrieving it were two very different things. This was essentially your first real taste of the supernatural world and by extension metahuman society.
Thankfully, this wouldn’t be something that you had to go on alone. Sure, you tussled with bad guys before your arrival, but they were mainly crooks and scoundrels. Mostly run-of-the-mill humans with no superhuman abilities or otherworldly capabilities. They didn’t even have state-of-the-art high-tech machinery to replicate a metahuman’s powers. This wasn’t too surprising since again it was regular thugs, but you still were expecting something like a power suit or high-tech combat armor.
The worst you faced was modern ballistics such as guns and explosives among others. Of which happened to bounce off on you and your mythical armor. Thereby having the (un)fortune of feeding into the heavenly goddess moniker via the ballast boobs and buns. Although not invulnerable without the use of the rainbow elixir, you were durable enough to be reasonably bulletproof. That didn’t mean it didn’t hurt, but a normal gun was like a mosquito bite compared to tanking a railgun’s bullet.
In any case, you took to helping Robin by undertaking a supportive role rather than directly leading the charge. This was his territory, albeit formerly now, among having detective work being his field of operations. In just a few dozen minutes he managed to break down your hours of reconnaissance into a more streamlined avenue as he further mapped out the key points. Something that on your own probably would’ve taken a lot of hours if not a couple of days’ work.
Not that you were slacking off by any means since your feedback was equally contributing to cracking the mystery. Also helping was the fact that the entire observatory was among the cutting edge of what technology can provide. Alleviating even more of the extraneous load and allowing for more coverage in less than half the time. You had to thank your lucky stars for lucking out in finding both such a dependable person and the perfect spot for detective work.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 22:05:26 No. 5471324 Report >>5471323 Soon enough you would round down the spots to about three locations. The first of which was of course East End, specifically the Monarch theater of Park Row. The second area was Gotham village, in particular the old Sacred Martyr Church. Lastly, the third and final place was eerily named Devil’s Square. Oddly enough your mind immediately blanked to the devil cake snack, but quickly it rebounds back to the previous execution grounds of the criminals. Right down to seeing its crypts and catacombs.
Finding the three locations, you begin to close your eyes, slowly getting into a meditative position. With the three points now fully mapped, you held a much better understanding of where to look. More importantly, with a strong visual in your mind, it made your visualization meditation all the more robust and potent. Thus, without saying a single word, you begin to activate the Astral properties of your ghost-like powers from the elixir. Abruptly emitting a bluish aura and aureoles around your body.
Keeping quiet and maintaining a fair distance from you, Robin went on to merely observe your esoteric technique. You on the other hand found yourself further and further into a deep trance. Out of the three places, you went to trust your instincts on the matter. So, without warning, you begin spreading your awareness towards that certain spot. Your presence practically envelops the entire area as it starts breaking down its surroundings and taking stock of everything around that point.
Bit by bit it became clearer and more concrete as you sharpened your focus. Without a doubt, you could sense the full extent of your family’s heirloom which is the Grimoire. Previously you could pick up on its faint traces, but now you felt the entire nexus point in all of its glory. The extremity of its all-encompassing nature and its ferocious intensity immediately resonates with you. Only reaffirms your suspicion as you did find where it was currently hiding.
Before you had time to alert Robin of your findings and break your sight beyond sight, another presence would start to invade your mental space. Diving deep within your subconscious's metaverse, otherwise known as a realm of cognition, where thoughts take tangible form. Two giant hands quickly manifest around you before suddenly ensnaring with their vice-like iron grip. An intense, practically demonic presence envelops you, holding you further in place as a voice being to speak.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 22:06:57 No. 5471325 Report >>5471324 “Well, well what do we have here? I didn’t think we would end up in the presence of a young, virgin maiden. Practically overflowing with such prana as well as mana, it must be my lucky day. "The shadowy being spoke, oozing with a sonorous yet mellifluous tone and pitch. It was dangerously sweet was exceptionally euphonious to hear and feel. An ethereal-like silhouette was slowly forming from behind you.
Struggling to speak as you feel your entire body freezing up, becoming rigid and unmoving like a statue, you manage to stutter a couple of words. “W-Who...Are...you? ...Are...you with...them?” Referring to Nocturna and the Gentleman Ghost specifically as your eyes try to gaze at the one who held you at hold.
“Afraid not, I have no ties to the ones that you seek. Though the tome itself that they brought with them to these lands has indeed perked my curiosity. They pale in comparison to the actual caretaker currently within the palm of thy hands.” As they spoke, a darker chill starts to travel down your spine. Their grip on your body tightens as shadowy hands start to spread throughout your body. “You may refer to me as Gothika....for the last moments you remain conscious that is.”
Without letting you get a word in edgewise; a powerful bolt of eldritch energy suddenly structs you from the metaverse. Violent surges start attacking you from within, hitting from all sides as they drove your senses and pain receivers mad. It was so quick and thorough that you only had time to let out a blood-curdling scream before everything started to become dim. To Robin, he would see your body start to lose its form, quickly losing details as it starts to simplify.
“Sarina!” Robin cried, quickly trying to reach towards you in time to catch you. A noble gesture but it was ultimately fruitless, proven completely by your body upon making contact with Robin’s arms. Intense vibrations emit from your body, pushing him back a bit from the repulsion. Your skin was convulsing alongside your muscles, repelling physical contact while causing spasms. Electrical discharges start to form as it crackles and spat sparks around you, disrupting your entire biological system as it goes haywire.
Before Robin could do anything to help, your body suddenly expanded like a massive balloon. Your features become softer in tandem with your volume and mass increasing rapidly. Countless pieces of furniture and objects were gradually pushed back by your growing girth. As quickly as your growth happened, however, it immediately subsided through a wet plopping pop sound. In the blink of an eye, your body suddenly imploded, gushing down to the floor into a mere puddle of goop.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 22:46:49 No. 5471348 Report >>5471325 Dumbfounded by your new gooey appearance, Robin was left speechless as he wracked his brain trying to figure out what just happened. In one moment, you were shrieking in pain, violently shaking with involuntary movements, the next your body became droopy and deformed before expanding to the point of bursting. This sudden change did reveal to both you and Robin a rather unprecedented discovery.
From head to toe, your body bolstered protoplasmic physiology, tying along swimmingly with the anthropomorphic being your demi-human form gave you. Almost ectoplasmic in its unique composition, the slime-like puddle had retained its previous mass, becoming much bigger than it otherwise would have. Resembling akin to that of mystic clay or mud, your body somehow carried many traits akin to that of a Golem. Right down to that it was as amorphous as it was gelatinous.
It would seem that Adam Kadmon was tied to the creation of life from clay and/or was the perfect “golem”. Something that your body was remodeled to be inherent upon being brought back from the dead. And further modified upon intaking and retaining the divine providence as well as the totality of the Ohr (Light) or divine emanation from your empowered silvery white-haired form. Adding in the extremity of the Pleroma in its entirety and the prospect of your anthropomorphic demi-human form,
Which in retrospect made since you are the human incarnation of the avatar spirit. The living embodiment of the light which transcends all other lights, such a moldable form was needed to hold and retain such Aeons. Hell, there was the whole Ein Sof (infinity), the divine source that renewed your Pleroma and the cornerstone of many god-like mysticisms such as the divine spark pervading your entire being. As well as the association of the phenomenon Ruah/Ruach, or Prana, basically the breath of life.
Going by all of that, being currently made of earthly materials such as clay, ablet divine wasn’t a bad ordeal. Of course, for it to be that you would have to reform from your liquid residue state. Easier said than done as while your body was out of it, your mind was currently being held by this demonic entity. How did you not notice that you were being traced, much less being watched prior? It was just like with Robin only countless times worse. Just what exactly was with this city?
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 23:40:49 No. 5471394 Report >>5471348 “I smell divinity coming from you. A god-like arcane power residing within you.” The demonic figure spoke, sensing the divine light surging from your astral body. “How unfortunate that you had to come to Gotham of all places. A word of warning, this is a magical hotbed for the supernatural and paranormal, especially dark magic. Courtesy of Doctor Gotham, the warlock who’s been entombed in these lands for centuries. Making it the best place for dark and chaotic magic among supernatural phenomena. “
“Neither the Sefer Raziel HaMalakh, nor its derivatives siblings the Sefer HaRazim (Book of Secrets), and Sefer Yetzirah (Book of Creation) will be in your reach to take. Much less the Mafteah Shelomoh (Key of Solomon) and the Clavicula Salomonis Regis (The Lesser Key of Solomon). The Ars Magica ("The Art of Magic") may have been imprinted on you, but you are a far cry from achieving its real powers.” The demonic entity Gothika taunts, all the while the mark of the beast was starting to materialize over your puddle. Symbolizing the takeover.
Before the mark could fully form, bringing with it the true archons Hysterema (deficiency) of the Demiurge. A lion symbol started to form, overlapping the mark and suppressing the leviathan symbol that was forming in response to the mark of the beast. The massive puddle of porcelain mud starts to steam and bake, practically boiling from righteous anger over the sacrilegious transgression committed. Slowly forming into the Lion of Judah as it assimilates the beast mark into itself with ferocious vigor.
Meanwhile back in your metaverse, you felt a familiar power brimming within. Filling you with strength beyond what you are normally capable of. Simultaneously changing your form as it becomes more bestial in response, specifically sprouting traits associated with the mighty lion. Likewise, your aura also took upon those traits, strengthening your aureoles in the process into a genuine divine halo wheel. Even your eyes would change as the pupil becomes slit like a cat’s, symbolizing your berserker fury.
Grabbing the two arms, you start pushing them back as you exert monstrous beast-like strength. “I’m not letting you impede my path, nor letting you take my damn body.” You growl, exposing a lion’s canines as your hair was bristling alongside your body. It was in a flyaway style from its wild disposition.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 23:50:41 No. 5471399 Report >>5471394 “W-What is thi-” Before Gothika could speak any further, you let thunderous bellow. Exerting extreme pressure so strong that it effectively evicted the demonic being from your mental space and forcibly solidating into physical, materialized form back within the real world. Accompanied by an equally powerful backlash, sending jolts throughout its core to the point of paralyzation.
With that your mind immediately relinks with your body, returning you to the present. To which you saw Robin currently on the defensive, holding out his metal staff in light of the sudden appearance of Gothika. Who has from the look at it taken a feminine form, ironically resembling a virtually perfect copy of your own, with its features overlapping it? Not that it would make them happy as they shot daggers at being forcibly ejected and stunned by the divine light.
At this very moment, your body was starting to regain its definition and tone. Slowly but surely reforming its shapely form, regaining those sinuous yet statuesque features along with its beefy bulk. Not only that but those same traits you displayed back in the metaverse were also sprouting as you remold yourself. It was like clinching up a muscle on top of doing some contortionist stretches. Yet reshaping and contouring your body was surprisingly easy for you, almost the same as breathing.
Soon enough you were now on all fours, taking a predator stance like that of a crouching lion or tiger. That primal, beast-like rage has once again welled up inside you, enclothing you along with your aura. Gothika can only watch with distress upon essentially awakening the sleeping lion within you.
>Beat Gothika into submission with your bare hands. You will conquer her and bend her to your will. >Restrain Gothika thoroughly by speaking her real name as a demon via invocation. >Banish Gothika from the premise by speaking her real demon name. >Grab Robin by the tail and escape from your location as you teleport to where the Grimoire is. You'll deal with this later. >Write-in And what place do you choose where Nocturna and Gentleman Ghost are?
>The Heart of Devil's Square >The Monarch Theater Park Row >Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 23:52:09 No. 5471401 Report Quoted By:
Forgot>Invoke the Star of David to enshroud you and Robin in a barrier as you try to calm your righteous fury and think of both a plan and where you stand with your newfound beast side.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 21 Nov 2022 23:56:18 No. 5471403 Report Quoted By:
>>5470396 And this is still in effect btw.
>>5471084 Forgot to mention in my previous reply that he's still leaving today. Helping you doesn't change that.
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>>5471399 >Beat Gothika into submission with your bare hands. You will conquer her and bend her to your will. And what place do you choose where Nocturna and Gentleman Ghost are?
>Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village Anonymous
>>5471399 >Beat Gothika into submission with your bare hands. You will conquer her and bend her to your will. >Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village Anonymous
>>5471399 >>Banish Gothika from the premise by speaking her real demon name. >Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village Anonymous
>>5471399 >Banish Gothika from the premise by speaking her real demon name. >Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 22 Nov 2022 14:45:50 No. 5472118 Report >>5471494 >>5471530 >>5471692 >>5471998 Going to mix these two together, so with that start giving me some rolls. 6d100+10
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Rolled 71, 34, 100, 2, 37, 81 + 10 = 335 (6d100 + 10) >>5472118 Anonymous
Rolled 38, 3, 79, 66, 60, 83 + 10 = 339 (6d100 + 10) >>5472118 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 22 Nov 2022 18:47:19 No. 5472357 Report Quoted By:
>>5472258 >Nat 100 >2 again Once again dancing on the edge of danger to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. As expected of the
Descendent of Samson, the Jewish Hercules. Complete with his own version of the Nemean lion and Golden Girdle (Holy Girdle of Thomas) Anonymous
Rolled 59, 64, 37, 91, 94, 40 = 385 (6d100) >>5472118 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 22 Nov 2022 20:21:44 No. 5472425 Report Rolled 7, 79, 56, 70, 4, 45, 42 = 303 (7d100) >>5472258 >>5472399 >>5472279 71/100, 64/100, 100/100, 91/100, 94/100, 83/100. With that well-placed 666, we're in for a wild time with the Conquering Lioness of Judah. Writing
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>>5472425 what was the +10?
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 22 Nov 2022 22:11:54 No. 5472547 Report >>5472542 A boost, I just labeled the regular numbers to document on the nat hundred. Really it would be
81/100, 74/100, 110/100, 101/100, 104/100, 93/100. Which by all accounts is insanely lucky and will carry over benefits wise in the future but still
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 23 Nov 2022 00:00:29 No. 5472682 Report >>5472118 >>5472425 >>5472547 “That wasn’t very ladylike of you. Ejecting me from your mind with such explosive force and sheer intensity.” Gothika remarks, rubbing her cheek with disdain, especially at having been overwhelmed by such a whelp.
Taking the bait from the provocateur, you merely curl your pillowy plump lips before taking on a beastly scowl. “That’s my line, you bitch. How dare you try and possess my body! Superseding me like my soul’s quintessence is a mere meal for you to gorge on before you use my flesh and blood like a skinsuit.” You growled, showing more of your elongated canines as you remain on all fours.
Seeing exactly what the demon is going for, Robin proceeds to stand behind you as he takes a fighting stance. “Stay calm, down let yourself get swept into that thing’s pace.”
“Aww, how cute. Your boyfriend is coming to your aid. But you’d have to be foolish to think a mere mortal with a metal stick is going” Before Gothika could speak any further, you let out another thunderous bellow, this time sounding exactly like an enraged lion. The tumultuous roar carried with extreme centrifugal force, emitting through a concussive blast no different than a high-powered cannon. Thus, hitting the dark-haired female Fatale with the same kinetic force as a speeding bullet train as she was forcibly expelled from the facilities.
“Woah...” Robin muttered, taken aback by the ferocious display of explosive force and its sheer intensity. "Remind me to not tick you off.”
Almost cracking at the quip, you immediately turn to look at Robin. Giving him a much softer but still fierce glance from your berserker lioness eyes. “Robin, with all due respect, please don’t interfere. I can’t promise that as I am right now that I won’t lash out at anything or anyone that gets within striking distance.”
You weren’t doubting Robin’s strength as you said those words. Even now you could sense he was the embodiment of the peak human condition, the pinnacle of what a regular human at his age can achieve. Further honed by the years of experience and innate talent he accumulated throughout his life with Batman. It wouldn’t be surprising if he had absolute control of his body and all of its functions as a result. And his mind and spirit were just as indomitable as his physical prowess perceived.
So, for you to say those words could only mean one thing. You want to take Gothika entirely on your own. Confidence was one thing, but arrogance was another. It was hard to say if you were truly full of yourself or just acting out of genuine concern over your newly made friend. Perhaps it was a mixture of the two in some fashion. Either way, you wouldn’t feel an iota of satiation if you didn’t do this. For your peace of mind, you knew that you had to take Gothika down, with your strength alone. Whatever it takes.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 23 Nov 2022 02:10:08 No. 5472898 Report >>5472682 Picking up on that, Robin immediately collapses his Metal Staff before putting it back in his utility belt. “Got it, she’s all yours, but promise me this. You won't let yourself lose sight of who or what you are. I’m not a magic user, but even I can tell how much energy you’re giving off from your visible aura. As well as pick up on your hostility. I don’t have sympathy for a demon, but don’t end up becoming a bigger monster than the one you’re putting down.”
Easing up by just a tad, you curl your lips into a wide, genuine smile. Closing your eyes in earnest to counteract if not sedate the ferocity that bearing your lion-like teeth would display. “It’s a promise~”
With that you pounced towards your intended prey, bouncing against the surface with each kick you exert. Practically galloping on the air with how many strong kicks you exerted against the space. Each one carries resounding kinetic force and energy to solidify the air around you. It wasn’t on the level of a sonic boom, but that was primarily due to you holding back the full extent of your monstrously herculean strength. You promised Robin not to cause trouble and lose yourself to your primal rage.
That said, you could still feel that dark energy of Hysterema suffusing inside you. Although you stopped Gothika from achieving a full takeover, she still left a very strong imprint on you. The seal that had overlapped and assimilated was a total success. However, that didn’t change the fact that you felt its power festering inside you. Stockpiling copious amounts of energy, accumulating at an unprecedented rate. Seeping in deep within your core, to draw out dormant power and latent energies unknown to even yourself.
Almost as if this entire city and its dark atmosphere were funneling itself into you for fuel. Which considering what Gothika said about the warlock currently buried within the heart of Gotham. It made perfect sense why the magical hotbed would have such an effect and resonance with you. You were essentially a lightning rod to the chaotic, magical energies that permeate this city to this day. As if it had a life of its own, accompanied by the will of its owner as it influenced it thoroughly.
Taking notice of this only made you angrier, imminently making you think back to that time. The period where that man took your life, essentially destroying your everyday life and robbing you of your predestined future. Just thinking about it made your blood boil. You weren’t sure if the next time you saw him if you could control these destructive impulses fueled by dark, vengeful thoughts. At worst you might just end up killing him, the very thought was absolutely terrifying.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 23 Nov 2022 02:49:17 No. 5472963 Report >>5472898 Putting a pin on that for the moment, you forward your attention back to the present. Alerting yourself of the ambient power rushing in you, all the while reigning the overflowing ferocious life energy. Focusing your heightened senses on the target while channeling your righteous fury into respective areas with pinpoint focus. Keeping it from spreading wildly while allowing it to flow with swimmingly graceful fluidity. Resulting in explosive yet controlled short bursts of power and energy.
Utilizing these in tandem you sprint at Gothika, immediately closing the gap between the two of you as you remain in the sky. Not giving her a chance to land against the pavement, you swing your right leg forward, kicking her right against the gut with no mercy. The force was enough to send her reeling with pain as you leave a sizeable dent in her gut. Still, you weren’t done yet as you forcibly flung the still-stunned demoness straight into the sky at terminal velocity.
In your enraged state, you weren’t in the right mindset to rely on your primary or even secondary colors from the rainbow elixir. No, the current level of your physical prowess was more than enough to tackle this threat. Therefore, as gently as a frolicking bunny but as ferocious as a roused lion, you start lunging forward back into the air. Briefly touching the ground and leaving just a lion’s print from your braced, practically bulging legs. Using their burgeoning power to once again close the distance between you and Gothika.
Swiftly yet meticulously you start throwing a series of rapid volleys, pummeling the demoness from all sides. A punch to the gut, a left jab to the lower waist, an axe kick to the neck, and so many more to come. The flurry of blows kept the demon staggered and disoriented as they just kept coming. Like a lightning blitzkrieg, your relentless assault continues to dish rapid, overwhelming force. Each onslaught of blows hit a highly valued spot, further cementing Gothika’s fate as she was rendered helpless.
By the time you had finally stopped the two of you were tens of thousands of feet into the air. The rushes of your attacks carried with them tremendous strength as well as explosive force. Each one propels Gothika higher and higher, leaving your free limbs to jettison yourself further to keep up. The majority of it comes from your newly sprouted tail, bolstering even more monstrous strength despite its lanky yet sturdy stature. Looking more like a serpent than a lion’s tail.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 23 Nov 2022 03:04:27 No. 5472984 Report >>5472963 Finally reaching the level where you could be as brutal as you want, you pounce right on top of Gothika. Clenching your lionfied palms against her shoulders, wrapping your thunder thighs against her hips, using your lionfied paws as additional bracers. Looking down at the battered and bloodied gothic demon sent your blood into a flurry as your heart was pumping with divine adrenaline. The animal soul that your beastly side represented was stirred into a frenzy, held back only by your divine soul’s will.
“There’s no escape for you now. Submit or else.” You demand, letting all your hostility flow unabated to further intimidate her.
“Don’t...Don’t you dare get cocky with me, human!” Gothika stammered, slowly catching her breath as her physical form was spazzing from the onslaught of heavy blows. “Just because we’re out of the range of the warlock’s malicious presence, doesn’t mean that you have me yielding. Once I’ll recover from these wounds, I’ll break-” Before she could speak further, you merely tightened your grip. Practically causing her bones to creak and groan as they were dislocated from the immense pressure.
“Gah!” Gothika howls, gritting her teeth as you stare down at her.
“I am the conquering lion. Like a said lion I crouch and lie down, like a lioness—who dares to rouse me?! In other words, I have you at check. So, give up and repent your folly and the actions it brought. Do it now and the queen of heaven Asherah will be merciful. So don’t underestimate me or try my patience.” You spoke, showing a deeper and rougher tone while also being a dual-echo. The second voice gives off a more divine pitch and tone.
Glaring intensely at you, Gothika lunges her head forward to you. Invading your personal space as she was definitely resisting you upon hearing that name. "Asherah?! Don’t get so full of yourself just because you have emerged as the lion of Judah, human!”
“YOU WILL SUBMIT TO ME, ASTAROTH! "You roared, damaging her even further with your invocation. Saying the name was having quite an effect on their physical form, hurting far worse than the flurry of blows you dished out.
“Damn you...how do you know that name.” Having now been sizzled by divine bolts of lightning, Gothika was looking tremendously pale and weary.
“Don’t make me repeat myself Astaroth. I am the conquering, victorious queen that would descend from Judah’s lineage. The queen of heaven, capable of rending the very heavens asunder and shattering the earth with its mighty quakes. You will acknowledge thy name of Asherah/Astarte. And you will submit to me.” “RIGHT NOW!”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 23 Nov 2022 03:16:08 No. 5473007 Report >>5472984 *A divine light envelops you as you invoke the power of invocation at Gothika. Practically becoming translucent as shackles begin to wrap around her body. Cementing the domination and remote banishment as you prepare to scream. Cementing the poor demon's fate.* <--(placed between the space after submit to me and right now)
“...How humiliating. Force to submit to an avatar made out of divine clay for a group of higher beings, mere mortal-born figures playing God.” Clenching her teeth to the point of bleeding, the demon soon relents with a hateful stare. “Fine, you win. You conquered me. For now. But do know, your invocation won’t last forever. At the first moment of weakness, I will break out of these shackles of authority, and swallow you whole. So don’t think I’ll play the part of a good familiar...you fucking brat.”
>Let Astaroth disappear into the shadows by the banishment. You'll deal with her later. >Thoroughly crush Astaroth's resistance as you will mold her into a proper familiar. >Siphon Astaroth's power and regress her into a much weaker form for the time being. >Keep lashing out against Astaroth till you can reign in your fury. Killing two birds with one stone. >Invoke the Star of David to enshroud Astaroth a barrier as you try to calm your righteous fury and think of both a plan and where you stand with your newfound beast side. >Write-In Also, what do you do afterward?
>Take Robin with you to Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village as you toughen out the negative effects Gotham has on you. >Take Robin to Greenwich Village to ask for the assistance of Madam Xanadu, especially with dealing with Doctor Gothem's presence. >Head to the Sacred Marty Church yourself and forcibly take back your book. >Get away from Gotham for the time being with Robin. This isn't something you can handle as you are now. >Write-in Anonymous
>>5473007 >>Invoke the Star of David to enshroud Astaroth a barrier as you try to calm your righteous fury and think of both a plan and where you stand with your newfound beast side. >Take Robin with you to Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village as you toughen out the negative effects Gotham has on you. Anonymous
>>5473007 >Keep lashing out against Astaroth till you can reign in your fury. Killing two birds with one stone. >Take Robin with you to Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village as you toughen out the negative effects Gotham has on you. Anonymous
>>5473007 >Keep lashing out against Astaroth till you can reign in your fury. Killing two birds with one stone. Also, what do you do afterward?
>Take Robin with you to Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village as you toughen out the negative effects Gotham has on you. Anonymous
>>5473007 >Keep lashing out against Astaroth till you can reign in your fury. Killing two birds with one stone. >Take Robin with you to Sacred Martyr Church of Gotham Village as you toughen out the negative effects Gotham has on you. Neo-Maruta
Rolled 66, 13, 78, 34, 31, 62, 91 = 375 (7d100) >>5473149 >>5473485 >>5473570 >>5473125 Looks like rage has taken over against reason. And we're bombing right into enemy territory. Writing. You can give me a roll of 4d100 if you want.
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Rolled 59, 49, 76, 13 = 197 (4d100) >>5473698 Anonymous
Rolled 52, 18, 67, 87 = 224 (4d100) >>5473698 Anonymous
Rolled 5, 20, 52, 8 = 85 (4d100) >>5473698 Anonymous
Rolled 87, 82, 10, 2 = 181 (4d100) >>5473698 Anonymous
>>5473750 >>5473828 >>5473943 >>5473961 87/100,82/100, 76/100, 87/100. Nice dubs. And more importantly, the animal soul is synching quite swimmingly with the divine soul. Finding a fluid stability in this foundation is born from a mutual interest. We won't be seeing a mindless beast or fevort berserker frenzy. Writing.
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>>5474244 Sorry for the wait, but I'm about to be at the point of being more or less done with the post. But during writing it and doing some research, I ended up forgetting asking a choice for an important question. So I like to rectify that before posting the in story update for better coherency and consistency.
>Continue following our righteous fury and sway to the path of Vengeance and its Divine Wrath (Spectre Force) >Fully quell our righteous fury to go beyond it in order to follow the path of Mercy and its all-encompassing Divine Love (Radiant Force) >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) Also where do you stand on your divinity (Think Carefully)
>Fully Ascend to Demi-Goddess Status >Remain at your current state as an Divine Demi-human (Adam Kadmon's anthropomorphic nature) >Regress back to a mere Divine Vessel once this is over to regain your total humanity. Anonymous
>>5474998 >>Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) >>Regress back to a mere Divine Vessel once this is over to regain your total humanity. Were a tad insecure about having lost our humanity, we turned into a clay puddle in front of Robin on the first date
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>>5474998 >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos)>Remain at your current state as an Divine Demi-human (Adam Kadmon's anthropomorphic nature) Anonymous
>>5474998 >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos >Remain at your current state as an Divine Demi-human (Adam Kadmon's anthropomorphic nature) Anonymous
>>5474998 >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) >Regress back to a mere Divine Vessel once this is over to regain your total humanity. Anonymous
>>5474998 >>Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) >>Regress back to a mere Divine Vessel once this is over to regain your total humanity. Anonymous
>>5474998 >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) >Regress back to a mere Divine Vessel once this is over to regain your total humanity. Anonymous
>>5474998 >Take the harder path by accepting the Faculties of both Vengeance and Mercy that reside within you. (Balancer of Order and Chaos) >Fully Ascend to Demi-Goddess Status Anonymous
>>5475319 >>5475324 >>5475339 >>5475363 >>5475388 >>5475400 >>5475483 Alright, that's long enough. So we're fully set on the Balancer path by mixing and harmonizing the Spectre and Radiant Force into a properly blended concoction. Good, good.
As for the divinity, it looks like the majority wants to remain fully human like Billy Batson and Kurt Nelson, instead of demihumans like Zatanna, Cheetah, and Raven, or a Demi-God like Wonder Woman (Diana, Cassandra, Yara Flor, etc.). I will keep the other votes in mind as your transformed state will retain both the Adam Kadmon and Lion of Judah keys as part of the Balancer of Order and Chaos setup. But for the actual demigoddess, if you change your mind you're gonna have to undergo an actual trial/challenge for it since unlike the latter it isn't merely suppressed and still residing in your makeup. And this moment has closed that gate, for now.
At the very least you get your original body back. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 21:36:42 No. 5475813 Report >>5473698 >>5475747 Perhaps her defiance was the worst choice that Gothika could have made then. Although she did submit to you, albeit reluctantly, she had to ruin it by metaphorically spitting in your face. Now granted you’re running mainly on instinct, courtesy of the manifested Lion of Judah. Known best as the victorious conqueror that has absolute power and authority over all of creation. Just as impervious as the Nemean Lion via divine protection, while being just as radiant as the sun itself.
Truthfully, it would’ve probably saved her from a world of hurt if she had just relented without a fuss. As Gothika, no as Astaroth would, unfortunately, learn upon staring at you. Eyes now that piercing gaze was “darker than wine” and those lion’s teeth are "whiter than milk.” Both the blessing of Jacob and Samson coursed through your veins, just like the intense, explosive emotions you were currently feeling. Giving way to this ferocious, hulking mass of muscular might.
Clinching the muscles in your arms as well as your legs, tensing them up like forged steel, you sharpen your focus upon readying your next assault. This was causing them to swell up until they were at least twice the size they'd been before. Soon enough those springy muscles despite their burgeoning bulk soon sprang into action upon heading their sweet spot threshold. Immediate, you let out a strong impulse from your feet, hitting Gothika with a powerful sonic boom-like concussive force as you went upwards.
Forcibly kicking off the air’s surface, at least ten times in the blink of an eye, you shoot upwards into the air before ricocheting across the sky towards Gothika. Each rebound builds more momentum and kinetic energy for you to abuse. In a flash you once again caught up with Gothika, resuming your previous ongoing onslaught before, starting with a swift straight punch to the gut. It was just as heavy as it was dense like forged steel. You were practically staggering the gothic demon further with each strike.
These relentless attacks carried with them the full-frontal force of your monstrously herculean strength. Being so high in the sky meant you didn’t have to worry about wanton destruction or the other cases of repercussions such a display would bring. Had you done this to a regular human, metahuman or otherwise, you would’ve been more conscious about the ramifications. But since Gothika was a demon and a very strong one you could go all out without concern.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 21:39:16 No. 5475817 Report >>5475813 With each blow, you feel that it was better than the last. Becoming sharper, more focused, faster, and even hitting harder than the last. It was as if you were improving, responding vigorously to the emotional stimuli that your aggressive state was giving. All the while, your body began to show improvements as well, not just raw technique or general efficiency. Strength continues growing in all aspects, muscles growing larger and larger from the deluging of energy.
Somehow you were growing more powerful and exuberant by the second, almost by the rising sun. Continuing to usher bolstering brute strength and raw energy perpetually. It was different compared to the empowering corruption that Gotham has on you. You weren’t merely consuming the darker essences and their accoupling emotions, converting it as fuel to empower yourself. It flowed directly into you, treating you as a mere capacitor as you siphon and imbibe it.
If you weren’t currently enraged and thus diving into your more primal bestiary, you would’ve picked up on this key fact. Like Gawain from Arthurian legend, your current power as the Lion of Judah seems to tie itself to a day and night cycle. It would ultimately wax and wane with the sun, only reaching its highest during high noon. Unlike Gawain however, you had the additional periods of Sunrise and Sunset to manifest the explosiveness of escalation in martial and physical prowess.
Samson was both a sun and a shield, just like the name he inherited from the lord. So, it's only natural that your transformed state would be conveyed as the conduit for both the sun and that of the Nemean Lion as the Lion of Judah. Such was the indomitable nature as an avatar of God, doubly so with Samson’s blessing coursing through your veins. So, with the aeons of Jacob having been forwarded to you through the Pleroma, it practically tripled. Causing the holy spirit within you to thrive as the embodiment of the queen of the heavens.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 22:16:59 No. 5475892 Report >>5475817 With Sunset approaching, the magnificent rays of the sun suffused inside you at explosively escalating degrees. With your current enraged state added to the mix, it was no different than if it was high noon. At this point your hands were encased in a golden flame, your silky silvery white hair becoming white-hot as it transitions into a fiery yet flowing golden white. The aureoles are now emitting a vibrant, fiery, electric golden aura, a solid contrast to the blazing orange aura of before.
Those heavy blows meanwhile were enough to cause Gothika’s brain to bounce around in her head. Disorienting her sense of perception as well as her general senses. Such negative effects on her equilibrium made it all the harder trying to muster any ounce of strength. If she was back in Gotham she could recover fast enough. Unfortunately, she was surrounded by the imperium of divinity, creating a makeshift heavenly realm within this airspace. Effectively eliminating any chance of demonic intervention.
Demonstrating such a beastly display of brute force and explosive strength, you once again resume the ferocity you displayed previously. You were effectively forcing Gothika to truly submit and know her place, while also aiming to quell the white-hot fury that festered within you. The process of which was easier said than done as you come to realize with each relenting blow. The righteous fury you felt has essentially awakened into a ferocious beast, embodying the very symbol that was currently empowering you.
Taming this beast born from the Lion of Judas residing in your heart was a herculean task on its own. Only made worse by the assimilated mark of the beast rousing up your darker emotions. Truthfully, you weren’t sure if you could even quell it, much less purify it without purging your lingering thoughts of vengeance. In a way, this was your take on the divine wrath that is the Spectre Force, possibly from exposure to the real deal. The Pleroma being connected to the source only made that more plausible.
However, even with the divine wrath and vengeance going hand and hand with your current transformation state. There was also the prospect of forgiveness and redemption residing within as evidenced when Phantom Stranger gave you an opportunity from your previous encounter with the Spectre. Hence the Lion of Judah and its duality embedded upon consuming the Mark of the Beast. For where there’s Spectre, there was also the Radiant Force to counteract as God’s Mercy and Love.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 22:18:52 No. 5475895 Report >>5475892 Eventually, after exerting yourself relentlessly, you finally reach a state of compromise between the two forces coursing in you. Using love to balance out vengeance, your eyes start to relax as you regain composure. Reaching a sort of tranquil fury upon letting out your pent-up aggression. With Gothika deliberately and thoroughly trounced, you took to using the invocation to banish Gothika into a dimensional space in your shadow. You didn’t want her to recover quickly from such a beating.
With the threat taken care of and you finding yourself able to retain your reason, you took to adjust your trajectory. Tensing your forged steel leg muscles once again, you brace yourself for what comes next upon aligning where Robin was currently located. Through one mighty kick, you proceed to sling yourself through the air, speeding forward like a shooting star. Leaving a powerful sonic boom-like shockwave above as you make your way toward Robin.
Quickly inhaling massive quantiles of air mid-flight, practically pushing your ample chest up a few cups in the process, you held a mighty breath. Waiting for the precise moment before expelling that excess gas in a safe direction in its explosive blast form. Doing so at the right time meant you could instantly stop your descent without suffering recoil from the abrupt cancelation of momentum. More importantly, it didn’t result in you destroying the entire observatory with your speedy descent.
Having stopped yourself mere moments before hitting the observatory, you swooped down to the rails through an aerial flip, flaunting your aerobics gained from gymnastics. Landing on all fours in front of Robin, you waggled your newfound tail as you smiled at the Boy Wonder. Acting more feline-like as you instinctively remain in your transformed state, protecting yourself from the malevolent of Doctor Gotham’s quintessence. “See~ I handled that perfectly without losing myself.”
Finding himself smiling in tow, Robin gave an approving look as he pets his head. “Yes, I can see that. I had to use the satellites to watch your fight from the outside. The telescope wasn’t fast enough to keep up with your lightning-fast movements.”
“Excellent, then I don’t need to explain myself over what happened.” Quickly turning your back to Robin, you adjust your arms to assume the piggyback maneuver. You stare at him with a confident, starry-eyed look. “Anyway, get on. It’ll be faster to reach the Sacred Martyr Church like this instead of traveling on your motorcycle or swinging.”
Having been such a look of reassurance, if not intimidating from how overly zeal you were currently being, Robin ultimately relents before hopping on the taller woman’s broad back. Giving himself a moment to secure himself while avoiding touching things that he shouldn’t. “Alright, lead the way.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 22:24:30 No. 5475902 Report >>5475895 With that you brace yourself for another powerful jump, ascending high into the air like a speeding missile. Once again you went on to kick the air, exerting powerful gusts of air and shockwaves as you bounced around with an energetic spring in your hops. You are weaving and bobbing through your surroundings, ricocheting with more strength than the last as you build up momentum. All the while remaining perfectly aware as you take off like the graceful yet proud lioness of this concrete jungle.
At the rate you were going it would take you before the end of sunset to make your way to your destination. And yet, there was still an air of uncertainty that permeated the area. You weren’t sure if it was intuition or just jumpy nerves due to still being on an adrenaline high. Compared to moments ago, you were far more agitated if not full-blown driven into a frenzy from the effects of Gotham. And while it was still affecting you poorly, you were more or less still assured of yourself.
You have this new form to thank, which makes your current feeling somewhat bittersweet. Even if you now held apprehensions over what you were becoming as you felt more akin to a beast than a human being. You knew that you needed this protection to get through Gotham. Astaroth may have been dealt with, but that didn’t rid the city of its darker influence. You couldn’t let your guard down, especially with the sun fast approaching to disappear for the night.
>Try to end this quickly by speeding to the Church and striking at your enemies with your strongest strikes >Keep your composure and merely start to siphon precious sunlight for the upcoming battle as you make it by nightfall. >Ask for Robin's opinion on what the two of you should do as you take a supportive role in the Boy Wonder. >Try to reach the church before the end of the sunset but stay on the defensive upon arriving. Let them come to you. >Write-In The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Fri 25 Nov 2022 22:25:32 No. 5475903 Report >>5475319 >Date? Playing with Fire, aren't we?
Poor Starfire. Anonymous
>>5475902 >>Keep your composure and merely start to siphon precious sunlight for the upcoming battle as you make it by nightfall. Anonymous
>>5475902 >Keep your composure and merely start to siphon precious sunlight for the upcoming battle as you make it by nightfall. Anonymous
>>5475902 >>Ask for Robin's opinion on what the two of you should do as you take a supportive role in the Boy Wonder. Anonymous
>>5475902 >Ask for Robin's opinion on what the two of you should do as you take a supportive role in the Boy Wonder. Anonymous
>>5475902 >>Ask for Robin's opinion on what the two of you should do as you take a supportive role in the Boy Wonder. ...and explain to him that you'd like to...
>>Keep your composure and merely start to siphon precious sunlight for the upcoming battle as you make it by nightfall. >>5475903 It was a figure of speech.
We can share Starfire. Poly doesn't work without at least half the people involved being bi. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 26 Nov 2022 17:00:04 No. 5476802 Report Rolled 43, 33, 17, 4, 1, 82, 95 = 275 (7d100) >>5475909 >>5475918 >>5475952 >>5476548 >>5476667 Alright, we have our answer. A mix of the two choices with equal priority. Fine with me. You can roll if you desire, but it isn't necessary. For those that do, give me a 4d100
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Rolled 10, 38, 75, 91 = 214 (4d100) >>5476802 rolling for photosynthesis
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Rolled 94, 11, 1, 97 = 203 (4d100) >>5476802 Anonymous
Rolled 6, 9, 18, 53 = 86 (4d100) >>5476802 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 26 Nov 2022 18:45:36 No. 5476885 Report >>5476835 >>5476802 >Two Nat 1s Welp everyone is getting fucked. Gotham really isn't too kind to the magical side, be it divinity or supernatural. But don't fret, this won't warrant death or the worst-case scenario. I firmly believe that even moments like this can give opportunity.
As do the Lords of Chaos The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 26 Nov 2022 18:51:47 No. 5476893 Report Quoted By:
>>5476885 I should also mention this going forward.
>A nat 100 can cancel out a Nat 1 (Artificial 100 or a Nat 99 can only alleviate it), but a Nat 1 cannot cancel out a Nat 100. Only invoke something "extra" to happen. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 02:01:37 No. 5477394 Report >>5476802 >>5476804 >>5476835 >>5476854 On one hand, you strongly believed that if you truly exerted yourself, you could easily close the distance between you and both Nocturna and the Gentleman’s Ghost. Reaching the distance long before the sunset coming to a close, leaving in its place the dusk before dawn. Doing so would ensure that you would remain in your empowered lioness state. No doubt having more than enough firepower to handle whatever the two could throw at you with little challenge. Just like with Gothika.
However, you took to think this through upon compression your awareness and pushing your heightened senses to their limits. Giving you plenty of time in your slowed-down internal temporal clock to really think this through. To mull over the pros and cons presenting to you before making a decisive decision. All the while giving yourself a mental pat on the shoulders for being able to think as fast as you currently display. Being an egghead certainly carried its benefits.
So, with that, you begin to think long and hard. Simultaneously calming your frenzied nerves, pushing to sedate their otherwise demonic fervor that gave birth to the explosive intensity of your ferociousness. This was still Gotham, a place that you were coming to realize was not safe for those with any inkling of magic or mysticism. Something that while divine in nature, you still have in spades. Especially when recollecting how you were turned into a sentient clay puddle by Gothika’s invasion earlier.
The more you thought about it, the more the answer becomes clear to you. Whether it was through instinctive knowledge or from subduing and forming a familiar pact with Gothika. You hold the key to understanding the exact cause of your anxiety with this city. From the Lazarus pit to Doctor Gotham’s restless spirit, this city has a penchant for attracting the absolute worst as a magical hotbed. But there was one more factor that added to this unholy magical trinity. Slaughter Swamp.
Narrowing your brow, you glance deeply at your surroundings, still hopping vigorously against the air. “Say, Robin...” You mutter, sounding serious despite trying to be your chipper self. "Do you know exactly how to handle this upcoming situation? Like what’s our game plan.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 04:04:46 No. 5477598 Report >>5477394 Pondering this as he took notice of your change in demeanor, Robin soon cracks a sly smile. “Plan? I was going in with the expectation you were going to go all Wonder Woman on me and slug the bad guys while throwing quips. Maybe even manifesting action bubbles. That or unleashing the beast and ferociously crushing them like a supped-up Wildcat.”
Cracking into a bit of a laugh, you tilt your head to meet Robin, looking at him eye to eye. Holding back the urge to smile, but gradually failing at that. “Don’t be a smartass. I was running on a rush of adrenaline and pent-up aggression. I don’t exactly think going berserk and hulking out is best for either of us. Especially with the sun setting.”
“The sun, like you’re drawing power from it?” Robin asks, cocking a brow in surprise.
“Yeah, somehow the sun is giving me strength. Empowering me with divinity and strength on all fronts.” You remark, turning your head back to the sunset, watching it fade a bit more with each passing second. “I don’t know why but it feels like ever since I transformed like this, I’ve gained a very strong connection to the sun. I don’t know how effective I’d be with any other celestial bodies though. Might give me diminishing gains or none at all. Then there’s the type of sun to consider, though I feel like it’s an all-encompassing effect regardless of its type. But I can’t be sure until I’d experience it firsthand.”
“So, a mystic superman, or in your case superwoman.” Robin pointed out, gesturing to the sun before making the s symbol via air writing.
“A super-what? You exclaim, raising your brow upward while cocking your other eye to a more lidded look for a disoriented confused expression. Followed by an exaggerated “huh” sound.
“You don’t know superman? That’s really shocking considering how famous he and many of the other superheroes are.” Quickly the Boy Wonder reached for his utility belt, pulling out a smartphone before surfing through to pull a picture of the man of steel himself. Immediately showing it to you with a public biography.
Looking through it rather half-heartedly, you quickly puffed your chest and soon cheeks with a resulting pout. Turning your head from robbing before closing your eyes with a resounding “harumph”. “Well, I don’t. I’ve been too busy focusing on my research to pay attention to that sort of stuff. I might’ve heard a thing or two, but I don’t retain the knowledge. I have enough to remember as it is.”
“Ah, so you’re one of those people who when getting into the zone, drown out everything else around them to stay focused. I can relate to that.” Trying his best to cheer you up, he quickly changes the subject.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 04:55:03 No. 5477664 Report >>5477598 Deciding to keep quiet for a bit, you think back to the stew of thoughts previously had. Hiding your face within such luscious, if not voluminous golden locks. “I was a total idiot. How did I not notice it before.”
“Notice what exactly?” Choosing not to quip, Robin instead took a more serious experience.
“This entire city, its tainted with the remnants of that warlock, Doctor Gotham. Faint traces of his essence deeply resonate with this dark and gloomy city. Using the quiescence of his wandering soul to spread the quintessence through the city’s ley lines. It’s almost like a beacon for the supernatural as well as the paranormal, especially the darker side. It’s drenched with malice and madness, corrupting whomever that are exposed to such negativity. Practically preying on the weak-willed and easily influenced. Clearly some sort of malice aforethought in retaliation to his death and burial on these unhallowed grounds. “
“That would explain monsters like Solomon Grundy, Copperhead, and the cult of Barbatos, especially Simon Hurt. You know on top of Nocturna and the Gentleman’s Ghost.”
“Wait you fought Nocturna and Gentleman's Ghost.” You asked, genuinely shocked at the news. Barbatos was equally important, especially after fighting a grand duke previously, but you choose to prioritize your targets first.
“Me? Personally no, not directly at least. My mentor dealt with them during his early years. Of course, Nocturna based on your description was far different back then. She wasn’t an actual vampire, just someone with alabaster skin and sharp fangs.” Robin explained. “So back to Doctor Gotham or whatever. Do you really think he’s the sole reason why there’s so much corruption and malice? I would find that hard to believe, had I not seen you previously kick essentially demon butt like that just now. Among other things.
“I don’t know. It feels like it given how dense and overpowering it is.” As you say this you feel a sharp pain throbbing on your forehead. Causing you to quickly clinch your head for a moment, leaving your free arm and tail to keep Robin holstered against your back. “Ugh, it hurts just being in this place. Previously I was only feeling strong fits of anxiety, almost to the point of nausea. But it was far more manageable compared to what I’m feeling now, a pale comparison to the fits of rage currently festering inside of me. It’s like every cell in my body is screaming at me. Telling me with all of its might to leave this city as soon as possible.”
“An extreme case of your newly bolstered primal instincts,” Robin notes, stroking his chin as he digests all the information. “In that case, we have to get that grimoire back. The soon we get it and get you out of Gotham the better.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 05:00:07 No. 5477667 Report >>5477664 “Agreed, I have no intention of overstaying my welcome. I really wish The Phantom Stranger would warn me about this danger. Test or not, this is certainly pushing the threshold of my patience. "You bemoaned, resuming having your dominant hand in the act of holding Robin.
“Would that really have stopped you?” Robin queries, already knowing the answer but having to say it regardless.
“No, it wouldn’t. But I would probably ask to go somewhere to bolster my resistance to it. Like Madame Xanadu or whatever this person's name is. Remind me after this is over to pay a visit, maybe she has some sort of spell that could help me with my problems back home.” You reflect, puffing a bit further as you pouted at the closest thing to a mentor being extremely cryptic when he didn’t need to be.
“Gotcha. Anyway, I have a plan on how to deal with both the Gentleman’s Ghost and Nocturna.” With an aura of confidence, Robin smiles at you, slowly leaning over to whisper the details to you.
Nodding well in response to his idea, you feel yourself easing up. “Yeah, I like it. You have my full support in enacting it. So, let's go. "With that you took a mighty leap, speeding up just a tad faster than before. Nightfall was coming but you couldn’t sit back and wait for any longer after being pumped up from listening to Robin’s foolproof plan. It was about time you got what was yours back.
“Well look what we have here. A fine specimen waltzing her way to Gotham of all places. Most peculiar indeed.” As you were traveling at top speed towards the church, nearly about to hit the destination. Time would immediately come to a halt, the vibrant lights and their colors gradually fading. Giving way to a dull monochrome of pure black and white, with hints of grey blending in between. Both you and Robin were no different as you were rendered motionless. Only having time to hear the mysterious voice echoing in your mind before time was frozen completely.
Emerging from the shine of the sunset’s horizon and the start of dusk came the silhouette of a young girl, no younger than nine years old but carrying an aura of being much older than she looks. The shadowy, ethereal silhouette soon wanes to reveal the figure’s golden blond hair and crimson eyes. Adorned in clothing akin to a school uniform, consisting of a black blazer with a golden emblem over a white-collar shirt. Followed by a purple tie, matching skirt, knee-length white socks, and black Mary Jane shoes.
The strange woman stood from the remnants of the shadowy silhouette, using it as a platform to stand her ground. Her crimson eyes glow intensely, serving as the only “light” in the dreary bleached space where time has become null. Gazing at the Boy Wonder momentarily with an eerily sunny disposition, her eyes soon lock with yours. Imminently drawing what appears to be a ravishingly beautiful black diamond from her cuff, caressing it gently as she molds the structure into a holy nail.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 05:06:45 No. 5477678 Report >>5477667 Displaying the utmost grace and precision, the blond girl adhered the stake-like nail to her palm. Immediately changing her hand to that of a knifehand gesture upon tensing the muscles to the point of reaching the same hardness as forged steel. Once ready, the blond girl proceeds to aim, quickly thrusting her hand directly into your chest soon after. Hitting the cusp that surrounds your thoracic cavity and heart, stopping at where the soul was located.
“With that, you owe me one... Therion.” Smiling softly at the act, the mysterious Caucasian girl of creamy beige, if not porcelain skin soon removed her hand from your chest. Having caressed the nail this time into a heart-shaped black diamond. The heart of darkness having been firmly planted against your core resumes remaining completely still for the time being. Resonating in tandem with the mark of the beast in unison, practically achieving total synchronization and thus remaining a singular signature.
Satisfied with her performance, she would place one hand on your chest, healing the wound left by her swift insertion. The other hand goes towards Robin, patting him on the chest as well. With this act color quickly begins to return to your body, along with both the sensation and perceptions awarded to the mind and its awareness. Before long both you and Robin could fully respond and resume the act of motion within this frozen space of space-time.
Quickly grabbing his bearings upon seeing the woman standing in front of them. Robin took a defensive guard, still perched against your back. “Who are you?”
Pausing for a bit, the blond-haired lady started to stroke her chin, tapping it a bit as she muses on her train of thought. Having already left both you and Robin’s striking range after granting sentiency and freedom of movement in this enclosed space. “That’s a tough question to answer. On the one hand, I am the vanguard of my fellow Lords of Chaos.” As she says this, her look sours a bit before resuming her courtly. “But, due to the intervention of the previous Amethyst, I am now Amy Winston as well. And though I’ve loathed mentioning this, by technicality it makes me a Lord of Order. Not a true Lord since her successor Amaya “Amy” Winston has inherited the title and power of Amethyst. But that’s a story for another time.”
“Robin. Why is there a sassy lost child currently impeding us from our mission?” You reply curtly, holding back the urge to instinctively roundhouse kick her. Followed by a series of bicycle kicks before finishing it off with a heavy axe kick.
“Hmm, Child huh?” Blinking widely for just a fraction of a second, the one who was also known as Amy began to laugh uproariously. A rather hearty one that while breaking her façade of grace and courtesy, was filled with genuine amusement and sincerity. “How peculiar for you to stumble onto mentioning the name that I’ve grown fond of since my first inclusion into this realm of existence. “
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 05:53:02 No. 5477707 Report >>5477678 “Though I prefer you to call me Child, I’ve come to accept this identity of Amy Winston. So, fill free to call me whatever you prefer.” Placing her left hand on her chest, resting it against her tie. Child resumed her cordial greeting with a smile, ignoring the hostile atmosphere that both you and Robin display. “After all, as much as she was a complete and utter nuisance to the very end, in my heart I deeply respect the woman. Both as my new anchor to this realm, and as my former adversary. “
“Could you get to the point, I don’t exactly like being kept from-” Before you could speak any further, Robin quickly interjects. Acting as the more levelheaded one out of the duo.
“For a supposed Lord of Chaos, you’re being quite polite and formal. Very unlike how I would imagine someone of your status would act. "Robin remarks. “So, what brings you here? I doubt it wasn’t for sightseeing.”
“This merger has been intrinsically woven into my very being despite the amalgamation’s intricating nature. I can’t return to how I once was, but I’m not so weak-willed to be influenced to the point of being enslaved by the personality and temperament of my new body.” Child explained, eyeing Robin closely as his calm composure perked her interest. “You’re sharp. I like that.”
“Anyway, to answer both of your questions, it's of course related to our little lioness right here. Not every day do you get to see the ascension of a potential Balancer of Order and Chaos coming into being. Much less that very same person on the cusp of becoming a genuine demi-goddess and being accepted as the bearer of the name Asherah while taming Asteroth/Astaroth. Tehom or should I say the leviathan Tiamat has chosen a fine candidate, even if she must currently be salty as hell that Asherah has gotten to you first.” Child said, pointing at you as you keep your distance from the Chaos Lord.
“For the record, try not to say a name so deeply intertwine with the Shem HaMephorash, especially if you don’t want to end up becoming a demi-goddess.” Leaning forward to you, Child kept her hands behind her back, giving a rather cheeky smile only a brattish gremlin would have.” Lucky for you, I’ve come to make a barge with you. Since I’m essentially your senior, I think it’s best if we consolidate our relationship on positive terms, perhaps even consummate it. After all, what if I told you that I can not only get you the books that Lil Astaroth was boasting were beyond your reach? But also acquire your original body back as well, so you don’t have to be stuck in this anthropomorphic demi-human form like Adam Kadmon. The Quintessence did well to revive you, but it is us lord who kept stock of your original body while proving them with the Clay of Gaea. The very same substance that was used to create Wonder Woman and her sister Nubia. So, I think you’ll be willing to listen to my offer.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 06:00:43 No. 5477711 Report >>5477707 >Listen to what Child has to say before making your decision >Hold your ground and defiantly taunt Child as you won't be made into her lapdog without a fight and will take your original body back. >Ask Child to prove herself by helping you with your mission before any negotiations can start. >Just accept the terms, but make it clear that Child has to work with you as proper partners. You won't settle for anything less. >Try and ask for another lord to talk to instead. (Roll) >Write-In There's another prompt after this but I wanna get this section done first.
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>>5477711 >>Hold your ground and defiantly taunt Child as you won't be made into her lapdog without a fight and will take your original body back. Anonymous
>>5477711 >>Ask Child to prove herself by helping you with your mission before any negotiations can start. Anonymous
>>5477711 >"Oh yeah, I always implicitly trust people who stick their hands down my chest and then offer to give me what I deeply desire." >"You're not one for good first impressions." >Ask Child to prove herself by helping you with your mission before any negotiations can start. Anonymous
>>5477711 >>Ask Child to prove herself by helping you with your mission before any negotiations can start. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 20:48:05 No. 5478222 Report Rolled 20, 54, 81, 1, 13, 88, 95 = 352 (7d100) >>5477825 >>5477851 >>5477877 >>5478039 Okay, looks like we're going with enforcing Child to help with the mission before negotiations. With added defiance. Writing but let's address the Heart of Darkness was "Successfully" reigned in alongside the Mark of the Beast.
>Unleashed the Beast from within and take your rightful place as The Great Beast of Revelation >Fully Synchronize with the Heart of Darkness to tap into the Gentle Darkness of Darkworld, awakening your magic aptitude and potential. All the while suppressing and isolating the Great Beast's influence. >Completly suppress and contain the Heart of Darkness to the point of sealing it for the time being. >Attempt to purify the Heart of Darkness as you accept it as a part of you. Knowing that Darkness in itself just like the light is neither good nor evil. >Mystery Choice (????) >Write-in The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sun 27 Nov 2022 20:59:28 No. 5478231 Report Quoted By:
>>5478222 >Another Nat 1 in a Row Man, the Primordial Darkness, and by extension Chaos are the biggest simps around based on these dices. Anyway, while you don't need to roll since
>>5476804 >>5476835 >>5476854 are still in effect and the sole reason why "Black Sun" Plethora hasn't been taken over by the Beast. But since I got a nat 1 for Team Chaos and the Darkness. If you want to rub salt in the wound, feel free to roll regardless of what you pick. Anonymous
>>5478222 >>Attempt to purify the Heart of Darkness as you accept it as a part of you. Knowing that Darkness in itself just like the light is neither good nor evil. Anonymous
>>5478222 >>Attempt to purify the Heart of Darkness as you accept it as a part of you. Knowing that Darkness in itself just like the light is neither good nor evil. Anonymous
>>5478222 Just what exactly was her game? First, this mysterious blond-haired girl shows up out of nowhere, the next she starts talking about making a deal. On top of that, you weren’t sure if she was talking consummate as in making a perfect transaction into a positive if not beneficial relationship. Or was she actually thinking something sexual? There were so many ways that could be taken, and the fact that Child was being purposely obtuse made it all the harder. She was very hard to read.
Putting that aside, your mind snapped itself back to the present to focus on the bigger concern. As if you could ignore the influx of information that currently invaded your mind. Especially when she was talking about the Queen of Heaven Asherah, the mother of Monsters (and Beasts) Tiamat, and of course the Clay of Gaea. While there were many other important tidbits from the infodump such as the Shem HaMephorash, your mind couldn’t help but hyperfocus on the three. As if they were intertwined with one another as one cognate sovereignty.
There was some truth to it since history does depict Tiamat being an Earth Mother Goddess before the second "Chaoskampf". Which turned Tiamat into the monstrous embodiment of primordial chaos. Whether that was the truth or just what scholars managed to theorize was hard to say. You weren’t positive which was more likely since you didn’t have a time machine. And yet, you feel like based on what you experienced that Tiamat wasn’t the monstrous calamity they made her out to be. Despite embodying the chaos of primordial creation and the salt seas of the cosmic ocean known as the Tehom.
Just like with the phantom stranger, you felt a presence that was telling of Child’s self. She wasn’t lying about merging with Amy Winston. Despite the forces of chaos serving as the dominant entity, there were copious traces of the forces of order deeply rooted in her. Creating the paradoxical creature that stands before you and Robin. Giving her a warm “Softness” despite her firm, cutthroat temperament. The fact she was putting on airs made her cordial and courteous demeanor quite condescending.
That alone was enough to irk if not thoroughly irate you as you are now. Chalk it up to the intimidator that came from being an apex predator, for a battle between two Alpha females can only lead to chaos.
“Don’t screw around with me!” You scream, ushering Robin to get off your back as you partake in crouching down on all fours. Readying yourself to pounce at a moment’s notice, sharpening your razor-sharp claws from your hands and feet. Even your teeth elongated to look more like that of a lion as your whole body was tensing up, becoming more bristled as your anger followed suit. “Like I’m going to be all pacified over what you did.”
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>>5478730 “Wait, you could see-” Before she would give it away, Child abruptly cut herself off by covering her mouth. Her sharp gaze meeting with yours, noticing how your pupils were slit like a serpent's, resembling that of a raging beast. It was quite fitting given your current form.
“Of course! You don’t invade a woman’s personal space and touch her mentionable like that. Even if you are a girl, I won’t hesitate to kick your ass.” You growl, intensifying your aura as it was far less from the tranquil river it had previously been. Now it was more akin to that of a torrential deluge, inundated with explosive intensity.
Now placing an index finger on her pillowy lips, Child starts to gaze deeply at you. Eventually coming to an answer. “Ah right, the people here don’t like that sort of stuff. It was a necessary evil to stir you from your frozen stupor. Though I get the feeling that explanation still won’t sway you to trust me and quell your anger and hostility.”
"Oh yeah, I always implicitly trust people who stick their hands down my chest and then offer to give me what I deeply desire." You snarked, keeping up your guard. You weren’t sure why you were on edge, but you are sure that something has happened. There is no malicious intent surrounding Child, much less any trace of bloodlust, but there was still an aura of mischievousness permeating from her. She is a Chaos Lord after all. “You’re not one for good first impressions."
“I feel like I’m doing a great job by being polite and courteous. Not to mention I’m freely sharing information and giving you free space from the nasty vibes that long-expired old fart is producing.”
“Don’t skip around the subject. If you want me to listen to your demands for negotiation, then you’re going to have to prove yourself to me. For all, I know you could be trying to snatch up Astaroth from me or invoke some other demon to come here, like Barbados, to attack me when my guard is down.”
“Oh please, I have no intention of coming to her aid, much less prying the grand duke from your shadowy hold. Also, I find it quite rude to presume that just because I’m a lord of chaos I would instantly be associated with demons. “Frowning at the accusation, Child started acting coyer as she fringes to the point of tears.
“The fact you’re not denying it only proves her point. "Robin mutters, acting as the straight man to both you and Child’s bickering. Seeing through the Child’s crocodile tears and taking note of her mischievous if not manipulative temperament.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 28 Nov 2022 05:31:03 No. 5478733 Report >>5478731 “This is most troubling.” Putting her thumb next to her mouth, the Child starts biting on the fingernail, threatening to intake the thumb as well. “It would be problematic if negotiation were to fall flat. Not to mention if that stick in the mud Nabu managed to take advantage of this. Thus, getting through to you and adopting his bland, white bread ideology.” She mumbles, slowly growing more irritated by the second.
“And I most certainly wouldn’t want that insufferable witch boy Klarion and his dumb cat to be the one” Cringing her face to a more frustrated scowl, showing a more aggressive expression, the tension in the air multiplied more than tenfold. It was only for a moment as she would soon catch herself in the act of becoming more volatile. Taking a deep breath, Child makes a silent, annoyed sigh before resuming her sophisticated c cordiality. “Fine, I will prove myself to be a worthy associate for negotiation.”
“See, was that so hard?” You snarked with a condescending smile, slowly pulling yourself up from the solid surface made by Child’s temporal distortion. Soon you fold your arms together as they rest against your mighty endowed chest. “Okay, I’ll be frank with you. I’m not exactly trustful of you yet, but if you help Robin and me with my mission. I’ll stop being hostile and at least hear you out. You need to prove yourself well if you want to quickly jump into actual negotiations.”
“To regain your grimoire, the Sefer Raziel HaMalakh. A simple task. I can teleport the book to our location right now if you desire it.” Child confidently exclaimed, puffing her chest and holding her head high in the air. “But I get the feeling you want to also neutralize the current threat that holds your book. Perhaps even wanting to find the man who took your life, as well as the true mastermind to this entire plot.”
“Yes, I prefer not having this follow me back to Jump City-” Right as you affirm Child’s assumptions, your eyes suddenly widen at what she says next. Crimson flares of intense passion nearly enveloped your eyes, tensing your face into absolute fury. Tempered only by Robin silently grabbing you by the arm, reminding you to calm down from your blood rage. Biting on your lip to the point of bleeding, you take this act of silence to calm yourself. At least enough to remain rational. “So, you know exactly who the bastard is and where he is hiding?!”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 28 Nov 2022 05:33:13 No. 5478739 Report >>5478733 Nodding at you, Child quickly puts her index finger upwards before waggling it. “I do but he’s chump chain compared to the real threat. Oh, you didn’t know? Did you really believe that the one who killed you would be able to know the true value of your family heirloom? Thereby forwarding it to Gotham, the hotbed of both the magical and paranormal sides. Don’t you think that’s a little?” A smug smile forms on Child’s face, acting rather haughty despite retaining her cordial side.
You almost relapsed into your berserker rage as your mind races to solve the mystery. If it wasn’t the man in the black skin-tight suit who was the mastermind of all of this. Then who was? Countless ideas start flooding your mind, most of them being intrusive with no concrete foundation.
Child turns to scoff at what you were probably thinking., cutting you from reaching the worst-case scenario “No, the Quintessence aren’t the ones who did it. Those old farts are mere Shepards, watchmen who guide and judge the cosmos. They either don’t want to or can’t directly interfere with what happens. Hence why they drafted you to be their emissary and ambassador. It’s unfathomable to think they would screw up the chance to indoctrinate you into the fold. Especially since you’re a former mem-” Before she would spill the beans, Child’s left hand instinctively covers her mouth. Letting it dawn upon her on the folly.
“What are you on about?” You genuinely asked. While you didn’t personally reach the point of second guessing the elusive nature of Quintessence, ranking it to be dubious as a result. You felt a massive weight leave your shoulder about the news. They were people that you could trust and be willing to do the job that they ask you to. Still, you were going to chew them out for not being straight with you. Nothing was scarier than a nagging woman, especially of Jewish heritage.
“I’ll tell you more later, what I’ve said enough has surely sparked the fires of curiosity within you.” Saying this Child start to walk further from you upon turning her back from your general direction. Thinking to herself as she begins to mutter about her next course of action. “I almost slipped up. But no matter, I have her right where I want her. But just serving as an informant won’t be enough to truly satiate her. I have to win her completely to my side before the other lords intervein. And the Quintessence will surely speed up that process.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 28 Nov 2022 05:43:47 No. 5478757 Report >>5478739 “Ngah, I could take care of the problem that’s plaguing this city. But that would be depriving a fine source of chaos and disarray from the world.” Briefly turning to look at you, Child’s heart begins to flutter as her face becomes flustered. Quickly turning before they tell could be picked up, the Child starts to ball her hands together. Almost throwing a temper tantrum at her strong desires. “ Ngggh, but I <span class="mu-s">really</span> want her. And I refuse to let anyone else supplant me, even if it's my fellow Lords of Chaos. Especially Klarion .”
“Okay fine! I’ll do it. I’ll purge Doctor Gotham from Gotham City, leaving only the darkworld remnants to keep up the magical and supernatural influence. The humans will still end up causing mayhem even without the doctor’s malicious influence. “With a game plan finally decided, Child finally turns back to both you and Robin. “Good news, I have the perfect means of demonstrating my power and earning your trust. For I will-”
“We heard everything you just said.” Both you and Robin spoke in unison, practically causing Child to freeze up like a statue.
>Let Child purge, Doctor Gotham, from Gotham City her way before resuming the conversation. >Hold off from Purging to instead persuade Child into granting you a Boon and/or the other Books Astaroth was talking about instead for the freebie. >Try to Strongarm her to fully cleanse Gotham of all magical and supernatural elements in addition to Purging Dr. Gotham. >Do the unthinkable and try to sway Child to your side. Coaxing her into pampering you as your senior through the power of idolatry. >Write-in Also do remember to still vote on
>>5478222 . Otherwise, I'm going with these
>>5478283 >>5478352 If you're fine with that then give me a 4d100 roll.
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Rolled 17, 73, 35, 39 = 164 (4d100) >>5478757 >>Try to Strongarm her to fully cleanse Gotham of all magical and supernatural elements in addition to Purging Dr. Gotham. Anonymous
>>5478757 >Ask Robin: "What do you think Mandy from Grim Adventures over there can be trusted?" >>Try to Strongarm her to fully cleanse Gotham of all magical and supernatural elements in addition to Purging Dr. Gotham. Anonymous
Rolled 40, 24, 37, 51 = 152 (4d100) >>5478757 >>Ask Robin: "What do you think Mandy from Grim Adventures over there can be trusted?" >>>Try to Strongarm her to fully cleanse Gotham of all magical and supernatural elements in addition to Purging Dr. Gotham. Anonymous
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Rolled 49, 30, 58, 74 = 211 (4d100) >>5478757 forgot to roll
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Rolled 26, 1, 95, 100 = 222 (4d100) >>5478757 >>Let Child purge, Doctor Gotham, from Gotham City her way before resuming the conversation. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 28 Nov 2022 18:47:28 No. 5479255 Report Rolled 6, 59, 15, 67, 97, 21, 51 = 316 (7d100) >>5478884 >>5478918 >>5478975 >>5479201 Okay, seem like you want Gotham to be rid of all of its magical and Supernatural elements. Really pushing the envelope after Child came to a compromise. We'll see how the dice fair on this.
As for the rolls, I can pretty much take it everyone on the team purify the heart of darkness. Which makes this
>>5479201 right here the most polarizing. I mention that a nat 100 cancels out a nat 1, but without it, there's no way you'll hit the majority needed to succeed overall given the threshold. Only unlocking the ability to use magic and a strong affinity with darkworld based on the rolls.
So I'm going to lay it down. With the nat 100, you would completely purify the Heart of Darkness. Completely making it your own and permanently solidifying your affinity to Darkworld and instilling the Gentle Darkness that overrides the evil aspect of the primordial abyss over that realm. As well as have access to the totality of To Mega Therion (The Great Beast), not just darkworld [and to an extent Sunless Sea or the Shadowlands]. Acquiring the occupied spiritual office of the "Scarlet Woman" aka Babalon, the rider of Therion.
On the flip side, it means that the Great Evil Beast portion of the Great/Primordial Darkness has its eyes on you. Acknowledging you as its possible successor to the throne of Absence, including both Darkworld and the Shadowlands, like Elaine Belloc is to Heaven as a fellow demiurge. For better or worse.
So it becomes a matter of, sacrificing the nat 100 to be able to do magic and having to deal with Therion in the future. Or taking the 100 and ending up cementing yourself as the Successor of the Primordial Darkness and dealing with all the good and bad that such an existence would bring. On top of essentially being Raven's sugar mama in both magic and darkforce powers.
I'm not gonna ask you to choose since I can grasp the most likely choice and want to get things moving. But if you want to voice your opinions on the matter and what you hope for//prefer moving forward. You're free to do so, I welcome it even.
Since this all but ensures this game is New Game+
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 28 Nov 2022 18:48:58 No. 5479256 Report Quoted By:
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>>5479255 I'm fine with banking the nat 100 if it makes for a better story
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>>5479255 Sacrifice the nat 100
Idk if i want to do a new game plus run
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 29 Nov 2022 19:12:25 No. 5480256 Report Quoted By:
>>5479255 >>5478757 “You were asking for it with how devious and condescending you have been acting since the moment we met.” Robin points out, hitting her right where it hurts in the process.
“To each their own. Either way, you have to admit that what I’m suggesting is a really good deal. Ridding away the corruptive forces that plague this precious city for no cost is a major boom. Not only won’t you have to deal with the growing consequences that the warlock is producing. But it would surely ease your growing tension. After all, if it wasn’t for the Lion of Judah protecting you, then you surely would be feeling far worse. Perhaps, even snapping and going on a rampage from all this negativity.” Child remarks, using her free hand to perform various gestures to empathize with her assessment.
“Remove it.” You rudely demand, folding your arms in defiance.
“Come again? "Child blinked, almost dropping her façade at your sudden request.
“Remove all traces of the source that’s creating this obnoxious cesspool. No replacement, no substitute, no beacon for the magical and supernatural. That includes putting the nix on making a conduit for this darkworld or whatever. All of it, gone.”
A tinge of anger radiated from her crimson eye; Child’s face gradually tenses into a scolding scowl. “...You know you’re really adorable, Sarena Rosenberger. Truly worth being a top priority in winning you to our side, despite your role as a Balancer between both cosmic forces in the universe. Actually no, to be franker they make up the forces of the entirety of reality itself. “
“That said, don’t push your luck and ask for the impossible. It would be wise to not get on my bad side.”
“Is that a threat?” You brusquely questioned.
“No, a mere caveat to guide you to act more cautious and wiser. “Child shook her head, reforming a smile underneath her scowl before putting her hands behind her back.
“Divinity is a funny thing. It can do so much and cover countless things in this world. But without factors such as belief and faith, all that encompassing power quickly dries out before ultimately withering into nothingness.” As Child explains, the tinge in her crimson eyes gradually becomes more intense. Her intense passion manifests around her in a brilliant, blood-hot red inferno as it dances wildly in discord. It was so ferocious yet controlled as it naturally avoids both you and Robin with its scorching inferno heat. “In other words, if I have to kill everyone on this planet to ensure cooperation. I’ll do it in a heartbeat, especially if it leads to reinvigorating the cause.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 29 Nov 2022 19:28:37 No. 5480271 Report You were asking for it with how devious and condescending you have been acting since the moment we met.” Robin points out, hitting her right where it hurts in the process.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 29 Nov 2022 19:31:06 No. 5480272 Report >>5480271 >>5479255 >>5478757 “To me I find such stagnation to be a blight. Both sides have been growing too adjusted to this cold war. So much they’re starting to become passive, complacent, and almost apathetic to the point of resigning to this impasse. Sure, there’s been highs and lows for both sides, but they’re often fleeting and inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. For a being of pure chaos, nothing is more aggravating than being stuck in the secured blanket of monotony. The other Chaos lords might have better tolerance to this monotonous security, but I abhor it with every fiber of my being. “Child says, once again emitting a tinge of anger during that last statement. She was serious.
“So, in other words, you’re the spice of life that will shake up this stalemate and free us from this monotony. I don’t even care if it ends up bringing good or evil in its wake. Just the very notion of a helter-skelter rollercoaster excites me immensely. "Smiling widely with an innocent yet passionately intense smile, Child quickly reels back upon exposing her true nature. Flocking back to another thought as she strokes her chin. “Which reminds me, at some point I should look up to riding a rollercoaster. I hear they’re quite fun.”
“I see, I think I understand now.” Nodding in tandem over what he has been hearing, Robin cocks a smile before pointing at Child. “The warning you declared earlier, it’s a bluff.”
“Oh? And what makes you say that?” Raising an eyebrow at the taunt, Child curiously starts eying Robin.
“What you said earlier for starters. The way you talked about being lucky was that you got to Sarena first. From the sounds of it that she’s an important piece. A piece that you can’t risk losing for your overall main objective. Hence why you opted for this covert means of contact. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have bothered to go through all of this trouble if you were going to blow your cover and invoke a catastrophe. That’s just asking for the other lords to swoop right in and get in your way.” Robin says, leading Child as he deduces her motive with pinpoint accuracy.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 29 Nov 2022 19:48:39 No. 5480285 Report >>5480272 As he starts setting up subtle tells for you to get, Robin quickly turns to your attention with a reassuring smile. “Doesn't she sound like the type who’d absolutely enjoy everything that the earth has to offer?”
“You’re absolutely right. Such a bored little girl would fit right in with all the spontaneous and adventurous elements that our planet produces daily. Would be a real shame if she took all that away just because she threw a temper tantrum over doing us a wee little flavor.” You say, picking up on Robin’s tell before proceeding to egg Child further.
“...” Child paused, holding back the urge to verbally lash out.
“Didn’t you say that it would be absolutely dreadful if klarion managed to get a lead over you and win my good friend over,” Robin recalls, pointing his thumbs at you.
Closing your eyes and curling your lips into a cheery yet condescending smile, you point your index fingers back at Robin. “You’re absolutely right. Perhaps we should call him over to help us instead. He seems like a far better person to negotiate and partner up with. “
Stomping her foot against the air surface with the required force to momentarily cause cracks in the space around her. Child eerily became quiet, hiding her face underneath her golden bangs. Her hands now clinched together, digging deep into her flesh till it drew blood. She didn’t need to say anything. Her aura alone showed just how infuriated she was, constantly dancing with jagged flames, festering with a ferocious, volatile rage. It was taking everything she had to not explode right then and there.
“Alright, I’ll do it. I’ll remove it all. But don’t ask me to deal with the Lazarus Pit and Slaughter Swamp. Those places are far too enriched with this planet to fully purge such soil compared to this old city.” Child says, trying to regain her innocuous and courteous demeanor. Deep down still pissed by the belief at having to bend to the will of two teenagers. But her hatred of Klarion as well as her infatuation towards you outweighed the fury she felt for such humiliation. “Plus, you’ll have to show me exactly everything this world has to offer. Such as a rollercoaster.”
Exaggerated a shocked expression, you quickly pulled Robin over to talk one on one about Child. “She can’t be serious.”
“She chose a form that’s essentially a young girl and likes the name child. You honestly should’ve seen this coming.” Robin retorts, briefly glancing at Child before turning back at you. “How much of it is actually Amy Winston I’m not sure, but I get the feeling she’s playing a big part in this more docile Child. Wouldn’t put her past her taking a more fully developed form when she’s earnest.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 29 Nov 2022 21:40:02 No. 5480396 Report >>5480285 "Fine I get it, we’re dealing with essentially a superpowered brat. So, what do you think? Does Mandy from Grim Adventures over there look like she can be trusted?" You sighed.
“She doesn’t have the tells of someone who would betray you in a heartbeat. She’s fickle like the title she carries as a chaos lord, but even she has her consistencies. Otherwise, such a capricious and equally tempestuous girl wouldn’t be trying to stay formal and polite. She needs you and won’t jeopardize doing something foolhardy to satiate her ego. So, we put some stock in her.” Robin deduces, slowly making a very serious face as sweat slightly drips from his forehead. “That doesn’t change the fact that she’s unpredictable. We have to be careful in reigning her in.”
Looking down at your chest, you clench your fist as your eyes bore resolve. “Gotcha. I think I know exactly how to tard- wrangle.”
Slowly close your eyes you begin to look deep within yourself. Visualizing your center as you recall just what happened before the motion of movement returned to you. Initially, it was vague but during the moment of stopped time, you felt as if something was stuffed into you. As you are now you were able to better contextualize that blurry image, relying on your senses to pinpoint exactly what it was. A heart-shaped black diamond, fully throbbing in unison to the mark of the beast.
Now having the image deeply rooted in your mind, one thought soon comes to mind. Purification. Whatever this gemstone was, you weren’t going to let it overtake you. Just like with the mark of the beast, you were going to overcome it before making it truly your own. Around the outside, both Robin and Child would see a powerful velvety bluish-purple aura start to form. It was quickly enveloping you as it manifests, exerting tremendous power and force with each pulsation coming from the heart of darkness.
“Hold on, what is she doing?” Child mutters, noticing the deep trance that you are currently taking. The violent aura snapped her out of whatever mindset she previously displayed. Staring keenly at you for a moment did it gradually come to her. Her face slowly turns pale upon realizing precisely what you’re trying to do. “No, she can’t, it’s WAY too soon.”
“I’m going to have to ask you to stop being vague and share with the class.” Robin quips with a hint of snark.
“Get that blasted dumb dumb to stop what she’s doing right now! She doesn’t know the forces that she’s currently playing with.” Child demanded, literally putting her foot down in response.
“Like what exactly. Start talking.” Robin demanded.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 00:28:14 No. 5480588 Report >>5480396 Note: Sorry about the delay. The browser crashed and I passed out due to the heat and lack of nourishment. Writing will resume on schedule. But on that note, when I was writing this, I ended up going with
>>5479412 since it was the only answer at the time. Maybe it's my dumb brain mistaking context, but I had assumed banking was the same as cashing it in. So if I end up misinterpreting that by the end, I'm deeply sorry. Still,
>>5480165 here has given me some food for thought. Again, sorry for the unwarranted pause.
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>>5480588 Banking in this case means saving it to cancel out a nat 1 we might encounter in the future.
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>>5480588 That's not what banking means in questing terms.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 01:21:44 No. 5480637 Report Rolled 40, 69, 14, 55, 28, 58, 55 = 319 (7d100) >>5480599 >>5480619 >>5480396 I got it. Thanks for the clarification. This doesn't fully deviate from the course but it puts things into perspective. So I'm okay with that.
Consider the nat 100 banked.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 03:23:29 No. 5480738 Report >>5480396 >>5480637 “Inside her body is the fabled Heart of Darkness. A powerful gemstone made from the essence of the primordial darkness residing in the Darkworld. For mages alike, it’s a primal source of magic, one of the oldest if not the oldest to stem from the Godwave that gave birth to it and other mystical and cosmic forces like the Big Bang. “Child explains. “It’s among the esoteric pinnacle of sorcery and mysticism.”
“So, it’s a magic battery and amplifier, what’s wrong about that? "Robin questioned.
“It’s what residing within that’s the issue. Darkworld is merely an extension of the all-encompassing primordial darkness that existed even before reality was created. It’s only a fraction of the great darkness, but that fraction shouldn’t be underestimated. If she’s trying to purify such dense energies, it can only mean trouble for her as the darkness of Darkworld is quite volatile and, ultimately, uncontrollable. Its unruly nature makes the embodiment of the turbulent and chaotic seas that gave birth to the Leviathan.”
“The fact you know all of this so concisely points towards you having a direct hand in this,” Robin says, giving Child the cold shoulder as he interrogates her.
“Bravo, give it up to the world’s greatest detective. I can’t remove the wool from your eyes.” Child claps her hand, being exceptionally condescending with her praise. “For the record, it was Therion’s idea to put it into this rumbustious teenager. Something about her being a prime candidate for its rebirth as the Black Beast of Revelation and Antithesis of All Creation. Followed by tearing the hierarchy of this universe and re-ascension into godhood or something.“
Robin pauses for a moment to give a look of disgust before focusing back on the matter at hand.
“Don’t act surprised, he does this all the time. Usually with women, especially ones who carry an earthly aspect or avatar; a living woman who occupied the spiritual office of the 'Scarlet Woman.’ This is primarily his attempt to bring back Babalon, the mother of Abominations. Otherwise known as the only one capable of riding astride the beast, holding the holy grail and its mingled elements of the sacrament of Aeon.” Child continued, tapping her temple as another thought imminently came to mind. “You can also call him Trihexa by the way, but that’s only if you want to rouse him into anger. He prefers Master Therion or To Mega Therion.”
“Enough with the runaround, tell me what’s going to happen. "Robin demanded.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 03:53:40 No. 5480765 Report >>5480738 “Well, the best-case scenario is that she purges its influences and taps into the gentle darkness, otherwise known as the cosmic ocean. Or in your friend’s native tongue Tehom. She was essentially having powers over darkforce and shadows and being given immense magic prowess. If she’s not that lucky, this would give way to her acquiring magic akin to the Homo Magi, albeit far more potent, much like their ancestors. ”
“And the worst-case scenario? "Robin asks, reaffirming to himself that despite most likely not going to like the answer, he had to know.
“The darkness consumes her entire being. What remains would be ripped to shreds and disbursed into the watery chaos. Just like Asherah, only more chaotic and perhaps gory. Wow, talk about repeating history or déjà vu.” Child answered. “Therion would most certainly be pissed, Pralaya/Abaddon gets a well-deserved meal and the world continues to spin completely oblivious to all of this. And we don’t talk about how the Overvoid factors into all of this. Because it doesn't think period.” Child ponders, explaining to Robin while watching the events unfold.
“Well, that’s pretty much less apocalyptic than I thought it would be. "Robin muses before turning back to you. “But I would prefer it if my new friend doesn’t end up becoming some interdimensional entity’s meal.”
“The great darkness despite its rep as the great evil beast isn’t vengeful like many have made it out to be. Though currently, asleep its influences spread far and wide. It just so happens that it usually ends up bringing everything opposite that the presence represents. A sort of yin-yang between the absolute and the absence. And I would say a semi-sentient abstract concept would fit the description better. "Child quippy retorts with a hint of snark.
“So how do we stop it,” Robin asks.
“Unfortunately, we don’t. It progressed far too deeply in such a short amount of time. Any disruption for us could cause a backlash that could equally result in her soul being torn apart piece by piece. So, I hope for her sake, she’s a lucky or shrew girl to get out of this in one piece.” Closing her eyes and letting out a sigh, Child merely snaps her fingers as she makes a secure barrier around herself and Robin. Followed by making a bubbling sphere for you in case the worst happens. “It would be a shame to lose her....”
Upon finishing making preparations Robin and Child reluctantly bear witness to the chaos that was currently forming. The periwinkle aura soon gave way to constructing a cocoon around you. Continuing its ferocious, turbulent dance despite being currently contained. It thrashes vigorously against the bubble, taking the form of thickish yet dense tendrils as it sprouts from the cocoon's surface. Each one hits with a force capable of shattering stainless steel, causing the bubble to ripple constantly from the impacts. Yet the cocoon remains perfectly in place at the eye of the storm.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 04:32:15 No. 5480786 Report >>5480765 Meanwhile, you would feel a strong burning sensation permeating through your body. Starting from your chest it gradually spreads to other parts of your body. From your heart and lungs to your stomach, intestines, throat, mouth, and now brain, it continues its conquest leaving nothing untouched. Not even the tips of your fingers nor your toes were spared. The feeling of burning up from the inside soon swept completely throughout your entire body. Achieving it over a few seconds, until even the strands of your hair felt like it was on fire. It enveloped you so thoroughly that if your will and power of concertation weren’t strong enough, you would only be able to focus on it due to its powerful sensations.
Pain was the best choice to describe the tingling sensation that you felt as you continued your trance for purification. It wasn’t unbearable, more irritating, and immensely distracting if you had to be honest. If you weren’t so deeply engrossed in the act of purifying and repurposing the Heart of Darkness. Then you would agree that this would’ve ended up even more arduous than it is currently. Almost impossible even, but for some reason, you weren’t floundering like you thought it was. In fact, you feel yourself progressing further with swimmingly adequate results. Growing more accustomed to the swirling storm of the abyssal chaos by the second. Far more than you honestly should.
The more time passes the more you find yourself immersed in the magical energies and mystic forces. It was akin to diving into the deep, cold sea without wearing a skintight bodysuit. And yet, you couldn’t stop yourself from sinking further into the depths. Gradually going deeper and deeper as you were drawn into the shadowy void, guided only by a dark light. Even now your mind keeps repeating the mantra of darkness not being good nor evil, merely a primal, natural force that immanently pulsated throughout the entirety of reality. Outside of that, you kept your mind open, pure and responsive to the palpitations from the Heart of Darkness.
As a result, the heart reverberates in response to your vibrating, quintessential resonance. At first, you would feel sharp pain hiding your sides, soon hitting various other parts of your body. It was the lashing darkness that formed a strong resistance in tandem to being purified by your harmonizing oscillations. But, by keeping yourself free of distractions, preventing any impurities from forming, did you started to swim fluidly through the infinite darkness. Adapting to its bottomless void and the overwhelming pressure that permeates the abyssal space.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 05:08:21 No. 5480814 Report >>5480786 Like an eagle’s wing riding any wind to soar through the skies, you let yourself go to the vibrations emitted from the darkness. Following the irregular frequencies that it produces, timing them just right to avoid the vicious lashing of the darkness. Diving further into its depths while simultaneously spreading your vibrations. The experience was entirely indiscernible, to say the least. Although your mind was telling you that you were going too far into the darkness. Your heart and soul weren’t deterred, choosing to find solace from the darkness of the unknown. It was all instinct that was driving you to go deeper and deeper. Almost as if something was beaconing you...to return home.
Meanwhile, the symbol that made up the Kabbalah magic formula tattoo started to oscillate with great intensity. Explosively spreading throughout your body as it emits the same glow as the Heart of Darkness. Your eyes which had previously turned blank with blackish blue sclera started to regain vision, remaining in their empty doll-like state. The magical circuit went on to produce more arrays, giving birth to more magic circles as they start to overlap and encircle the giant spell circle around you. Before long the star of David's hexagram symbol starts to form around the center. With its center slowly opens up to reveal what looks to be an eye, a beastly eye remising of Therion coming into play.
What would feel like an eternity would soon come to an end, the burning sensation was finally beginning to die away. Rather than try to push back, you chose to go with the flow and ride the current to the dark light. Opening yourself to the infinite darkness, while simultaneously remaining true to yourself. Thus, you could swim to the very bottom where the dark light resides. Instinctively you stretch your dominant arm further, reaching toward the only source of light. Only once you were within arm’s reach did you see the light's source. A purple oval-shaped gemstone encased in a black scarab. Despite not knowing its name, you could tell it was the Negative Gemstone of Darkworld.
All it took was the slightest touch for it to activate it, causing the Scarab to the lung itself towards you. Latching itself onto your chest before making a makeshift brooch, the gemstone is within perfect view. Accepting the object sprung forth immense darkness quite like others. Not letting you utter a single sound, your entire body was enveloped by the shroud of darkness. Quickly it starts invading your inners from all sides, crawling to discover any orifices it could seep through such as the pores. Truthfully it was a miracle that your entire body remained whole throughout the ordeal. Much less remaining conscious as the darkness fully shoved itself into you.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Wed 30 Nov 2022 05:17:56 No. 5480820 Report >>5480814 The next time you opened your eyes you would hear a voice calling you. An ancient agent that was harsh on the ears from its sonorous baritone, but rather than being cacophonous it was quite soothing. A calming euphonious sensation that was almost mellifluous in its pitch and rhythm. It quickly put your heart as easy as you didn’t feel any malicious or negativity seeping from the voice. Leaving you to strew in the darkness as a pair of shadowy hands wrapped around you. Giving you peace of mind along with the necessary presence of mind while retaining your passionate emotions. It was gentle and sweet, precisely what you were looking for.
“Little young one, you have my eternal gratitude. "The disembodied voice spoke, “At long last, I have found someone who does not only have the highest synchronization but the capacity as well as capability to handle the totality in its extremity. For that, you are deemed worthy of being both my vessel and successor. “
>Return to your own world with the Gemstone, symbolizing your birthright, now etched into your being. Now chosen as the champion princess of Darkworld and the Shadowlands. >Fight the urge to return to converse with the Primordial Darkness. You and the Darkness have a lot to talk about. >Ask the Great Darkness to postpone the chat, allowing you to meet and/or face Therion. Eternally grateful for its mercy but prefer not to receive any help in conquering the black beast of revelation. >Try to request a favor with the Great Darkness in exchange for letting it see and experience the world through your body. >????? >Write-In Anonymous
>>5480820 >>Fight the urge to return to converse with the Primordial Darkness. You and the Darkness have a lot to talk about. Anonymous
>>5480820 >>Return to your own world with the Gemstone, symbolizing your birthright, now etched into your being. Now chosen as the champion princess of Darkworld and the Shadowlands. Anonymous
>>5480820 >????? Always love a mystery box
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>>5480964 >>5481185 >>5481188 It seems like we will be doing a mix of these choices less someone speaks up. Which is fine with me. You can roll me a 4d100 if you want to.
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Rolled 53, 26, 23, 60 = 162 (4d100) >>5480964 rolling for Chats with the void
(same guy, differend ID now)
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Rolled 74, 66, 12, 72 = 224 (4d100) >>5481233 Anonymous
Rolled 71, 59, 59, 7 = 196 (4d100) >>5481233 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 05:21:23 No. 5481715 Report >>5481471 >>5481236 >>5481233 >>5481471 >>5481591 So I'm on my way to being nearly done with the heart to heart with the great darkness. Thus, I have a prompt to ask based on the result of the mystery choice that could change everything depending on what's chosen.
>Wish for the return of your previous life while conjoined with the responsibilities and daily activities of your superhero life. >Wish to go back to the point before your death and prevent it through any means necessary. >Wish to reach a paradoxical existence of godhood while remaining fully human. >Wish to be free from the fate that you're destined to be burden with, not caring about the consequences it'll bring. >Wish for retribution towards all who have brought you great suffering and impede what your heart truly desires. >Wish for the Great Darkness to live freely and enjoy the life provided upon being best buddies with you. >Write-in Anonymous
>>5481715 >>Wish for the return of your previous life while conjoined with the responsibilities and daily activities of your superhero life. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 07:31:55 No. 5481820 Report >>5481715 >>5481715 A month, or more accurately a month and a couple of weeks, but who's counting? That’s how long it has been since you died, come back to life and enter this world of capes and cowls. In the sixteen years since you were born, never before did you expect any of the events that came soon after. Especially the part of finding yourself currently in the presence of the shadow of the Almighty. Otherwise known as the Great Darkness, a being whom while you didn’t know personally, you got the gist of him through your teachings. The scriptures got the core principles down at least, but even they would be flawed at precisely what the antithesis to the supreme one would be.
To think this all happened just because you went to Gotham to get your family’s heirloom back in one piece. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say that the universe was out to get you. Exactly how hard is it to just get one grimoire? All you had to do was arrive at Gotham, find out where it was along with the people who stole it, beat them up and go back home. Simple right? But alas, with every good plan there was always a margin for error. There were simply things in this reality that couldn’t be flawlessly prevented or taken into account before they happened. Only adapted.
In any case, you would be baffled at how composed you are despite the current predicament. You would think that being surrounded by what many would perceive as the source of all evil is utterly traumatizing. But you didn't feel any bit of paralyzing fear or internal dread from being in its presence. In fact, you only felt the presence of mind and the peace of mind strengthening the longer you spent in this realm. It was so serene that it left you feeling rejuvenated. There was possibly no way such a place like this would come from an evil being.
It was hard to say if the Great Darkness was genuine in its pure simplicity or if it was just that skilled in hiding its maliciousness and bloodlust. Truthfully it was hard to pinpoint which one was the absolute truth. To be frank you’re merely going along with the personal belief that it’s the former. You deeply wanted it to be the absolute truth. Otherwise, you would most certainly lose your equanimity and thus have your mindfulness take a serious blow. Most of all, it would shake up your strong belief that the embodiment of darkness is neither good nor evil. Just a primordial, intrinsic force that’s just as important as light in balancing the universe. If not the realms of reality.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 07:33:48 No. 5481821 Report >>5481820 Realigning yourself back to the present, you turn to focus your sights on the pitch-black darkness. “Could you pause for a moment about this successor thing? I’ve already had enough service as a vessel. Jeez, it feels like every single one of you, divine forces, be it good or evil want a piece of me. Like Ya'll a bunch of simps trying to win my affection and appreciation.” You sighed, reaching to scratch the back of your head as you vented. “Ah, sorry about that. It’s been a long day. My name is Sarena Rosenberger, also known as the champion emissary and ambassador, Pantheona. But you can call me Plethora for short.”
“I bare no mind to it. Those are concepts that I have yet to experience personally to comprehend.” The disembodied voice speaks, once again being genuine as you notice the lack of ego emitting from it. “I do not have a name to answer you back.”
“Oh, really now.” You paused, slowly looking rather sad upon hearing the news. “That’s really unfortunate. Everyone should have a name. It’s what defines us, what gives our ego the identifying element that we construct for ourselves. Surely someone as vast and timeless as yourself must have pictured some semblance of the self?”
“Since before even the dawn of creation, I have never done such a thing. It’s only thanks to you that I’m even capable of such thoughts and feelings.” The disembodied voice remarks.
“What do you mean by that? All I did was dived into the darkness of the unknown and reached for the light residing within darkworld.” You explained, acting rather humble but genuinely having a hard time understanding how the two correlate. It was only through careful thought that you inevitably came to the answer. “Wait, by purifying you, did my essence imprint into you? Thus, giving you what you needed to fashion a sense of self?”
“Thanks to your effort, I have gained consciousness. Since the intro to all that is and will be, I’ve existed as the primordial waters, as well as the primeval chaos out of which the ordered world you reside came to being. The one known as the presence was the light that drove me away, the very being whom I’ve come to learn stands as my opposite. Because I’m a single, black infinitude I didn’t see it necessary to form a consciousness. A sense of self if you will. Hence, I’ve remained unconscious and stayed dormant for what seems like an eternity. Until now.” The disembodied voice nods, reassuring you by explaining afterward.
“I’m grateful for this meager but growing ego you have provided me with by entering into my very being, little one. At the same time, I have also developed a pressing concern. A concern that has evolved into a great need.” A small pause soon came, illustrating the severity of the upcoming question. “What is my purpose? What am I?”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 07:35:00 No. 5481822 Report >>5481821 Sensing the severity of what the question has brought, your face quickly broke into a cold sweat. This was not something that should be taken lightly. For the darkness surrounding you while consciousness-wise was no different than a still-developing child, it was still a primordial force that shouldn’t be trifled with. There was nobody around to come to your aid when the going got tough. You knew that the moment you tried to purify the heart of darkness. So, you only have yourself to blame for the critical situation you now find yourself in.
At the same time, you felt an urge rustling inside the pit of your stomach. Every part of your cell wanted to return, to go back to your world as quickly as possible. You didn’t care if the brooch currently nestled between your ample cleavage was next to impossible to remove. You would deal with that problem once you were back in your dimension. The worst-case scenario is that the darkness would follow you back, but that seems unlikely given the need for a vessel. Still, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave just yet. There were so many questions to ask, something truly important you must do. And you were willing to risk your entire being to make sure it happened. You wouldn’t get another chance.
“Before I answer, what have you known about yourself so far? What did you come to decide prior? Brainstorming these things can help visualize strong imagery of the answer that you seek.” You say, trying your hardest to be as cordial and corporative as possible. All the while buying yourself time to think of a proper answer to both questions.
“I am the soul of darkness itself, that much I can gather on my own. But as I told you, I existed without a name nor sought to think that it was necessary until now. An all-encompassing being wouldn’t need such words to define themselves. Even so, I feel that what my ubiquitous state has brought me, would ultimately become a curse if I don’t uncover the roots of my origins. The thing that signifies my very existence and its sole purpose. “The disembodied voice spoke, choosing to humor you despite its gradually diminishing patience.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 07:36:52 No. 5481823 Report >>5481822 “In the brief moments of my forming consciousness, I’ve been reminded of the otherness of the light. Witnessing what caused me to retreat into the deepest reaches of the abyss. It is the first inning of what ultimately became the first knowledge of the self. Even without the ego, I knew that the Presence was something I could not face. Or rather, I didn’t want to face the inevitability of gaining sentience. If I could avoid it, I would do so without a heartbeat. But this was only a temporary solution. For even in my slumber, the definitive source of my being was roused into action by the light. Acting solely by instinct, it gave way to countless events. All in the act of chaos.” Upon finishing up its explanation, the Great Darkness took another long pause. Giving you just the required amount of time to figure out a correct answer. Even it knows that you would only get one chance and one alone. So, it was willing to tolerate waiting until you were ready. Only once you are, did it finally speak again. “So, I ask again. What am I? And what is my purpose?”
“The absence of the light, the shadow partner of God, the great darkness, all of these are just mere titles rather than actual names. Calling you Khoshekh or Araphel while appropriately accurate, also doesn’t sit right with me. To me, darkness isn’t good nor evil, even if you view yourself as an imperceptible flaw in the once-immaculate perception of the light. It doesn’t change the fact that you are intertwined with the single, burning light that produces all of existence. You are the yin to the Presence’s yang, so you shouldn’t be looked at with contemptuous negativity. “You proclaimed, speaking firmly from the heart. “Of course, that’s my perception of what I see of you. Truthfully, we are often born into this world without knowing our purpose. That is the beauty of free will, for it allows us to decide what our purpose is. Only you can truly decide what your purpose is, but if my speech helps guide you toward that conclusion. Then I’ve succeeded nevertheless.”
Pausing for a moment upon hearing the answer to its first question, The Great Darkness soon muses deeply from what it has learned. “That answer has certainly helped alleviate the growing disparity and cognitive dissonance that I currently feel. I now know what it means to have free will and the potential for self-actualization. So, what about the second?”
“Bezalel. "You utter, choosing carefully after learning all that you can from the Great Darkness so far.
“Bezalel? For what reason did you give me such a name? "The Great Darkness asks, showing genuine curiosity over your choice.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 07:45:59 No. 5481829 Report >>5481823 “It means the shadow of God; it can also be morphed to me in god’s shadow rather than just the shadow of God. But what most seem to be oblivious is that it is talking about the protection aspect of God. We’re taught that the shadow is the best place to live in. For the Shadow is a poetic or metaphorical description of God's Hand, Presence, or Spirit. That’s what you are. Although opposite, you and the Presence are two halves of the singular being. You balance one another in creating and maintaining the universe. You are equals, just like a person and their shadow. “You explained. Unknowingly, your words hit the bull's eye as the Great Darkness was rendered speechless.
“Of course, dwelling in the shadow does provide protection, comfort, and safety against factors such as persecution or danger. It’s not immunity from life’s adversity, nor is it an absolute promise of protection from danger and trouble. It merely offers the promise of protection amid hardship and peril. Like how birds feel love and security under their parent’s wings, our relationship with its shadow is that of love as we take refuge within the shadow. To dwell in the “Shadow of the Almighty” is to find complete and eternal rest and safety, no matter what we face in this life, death, or the life to come.”
“Little one, you have taught me the concept of love and belonging. As well as what compassion and empathy are, including what it means to protect and preserve. This is a more than sufficient answer for me. You have my eternal gratitude for opening the path and removing the fog that plagues my mind.”
“That said, it doesn’t take away the tens of eons that I’ve suffered being alone. As I am now, I am incapable of the thing called forgiveness towards that what you call god. The anguish I feel from the light and its presence isn’t something that can easily be washed away. To quell the pain that woke within me and be able to broach the maddening brilliance. “ The Great Darkness, now known as Bezalel, spoke from the bottom of its heart. There was a deep foreboding sensation of sorrow and anger in its tone, it becomes gradually more expressive now have the answer. It was enough to make you feel rather melancholy towards it, starting to question why nobody ever tried to reason with such a being.
“I can tell from the somber look in your eyes that you can understand a little of what it means to be all alone in this realm. So, for that, I have to ask. Is it alright if I choose to be a little bit selfish and tell you the truth as to why I’m anointing you as my successor to the throne that is the Shadowverse and Darkworld? I wish to see and experience the world through your being. To quench my growing desire for knowledge and understanding. So that one day, when I choose to finally meet with the presence, I can make the right decision. Instead of just acting aimlessly as I have been for an eternity.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 08:10:58 No. 5481849 Report Quoted By:
>>5481829 Puffing up your chest and shaking your hips confidently. You took your stand upon resting your hands on your hips. "Do you really need to ask? There's absolutely no way I am going to leave you back to your fate of absolute solitude. If you need my body to interact and experience everything this realm has to offer. Then good news for you because my body is your party. It's pretty much a temple for the holy spirit and the leviathan from the looks of it. That's already a duality between order and chaos, what's one more? There's more than enough room to embody darkness and the void. Not just the divine light. "
"Trust me when I say this, I won't forsake you or let you feel any regrets for this. So, let's become friends. Besties even." You smile, illuminating the darkness with the warmth it has been longing for so long without realizing it.
Despite being without a physical form, Bezalel could only crack a deep, genuine smile. “Words cannot express how truly grateful I am to have met you, little one.”
“If we’re talking about gratitude and selfishness, then might you hear me out with mine.” You asked, keeping your coy if not cocky smile.
“Very well, it is only fair. Tell me what you desire, and I’ll see what I can do.” Bezalel nods.
What do you do upon returning to your world back on earth?
>Genuinelly thank Child for allowing you to meet your new best friend. Proceed by grabbing her collar afterward as you set some ground rules. >Make wisecracks with Robin as you teleport everyone to where your grimoire is. Letting time resume as you prepare for a fight. >Tap on your brooch to make a phone call to Therion about kicking its ass and conquering it as the successor to the Great Darkness. Knowing that it's the aforementioned "negativity" it accumulated throughout the eons. >Take a pitstop to see Madam Xanadu as you could use some sage advice after what you just went through. >Write-in Also, remember to still cast your votes for
>>5481715 cause it's going to carry over.
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>>5481829 >"Dark is what gives light meaning, as is light what gives the dark meaning." >"The goal of any consciousness i to know itself. But you'll never know who you are if you don't put yourself into situations that challenge you." >"I can only genuinely show you my own self, my own morality. And my own morality is one where doing good onto others is what makes me feel good too. Like your genuine gratitude, or that of any person really, that's not something one can easily get." return
>Genuinelly thank Child for allowing you to meet your new best friend. Proceed by grabbing her collar afterward as you set some ground rules. >Make wisecracks with Robin as you teleport everyone to where your grimoire is. Letting time resume as you prepare for a fight. wish
>"I want to get my life back. That of regular human Sarena Rosenberger. Where nothing that I did as a vessel and avatar tracks back to. But I also need to continue to be that champion. What I'd like is a magical well in perception in between those two Identities that only I, and people I deem trustworthy can see through. Maybe even rewrite History a little bit that Serena Rosenberger never died, but was in a coma the entire time in between. And for a papertrail, I kinda also need the hospital bills to be paid." >"For the future, I also need a proper excuse to slip out of the Sarena Identity and go be a hero, both spontaneously and for whatever time period needed. That all without it being too weird for people. That with that magical perception barrier that nobody would be able to figure out that Sarena Rosenberger is Plethora." Also, QM... plethora is a real word. When I suggested it, I didn't mean it as an abbreviation. Just that it's in the same style and it's meaning fits the hero Identity.
In that scenario I also at least want one, if not both parents to know the full story, keeping the memory of their grief as well. Removing that truth from them doesn't feel right.
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>>5481871 I know that Plethora is a real world and you didn't mean it as an abbreviation. I kept it in line with previous discussions to see how it fit. I ultimately don't have any issues using just Plethora and nothing else. In any case, both parents will know that it's easier to deal with if both parties have someone to console outside of their superpowered daughter.
The grandma will definitely know. Also good one with these write-in speeches. Keep it up.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 16:43:57 No. 5482100 Report >>5481871 >>5481932 >>5481730 We have our answer—the dual life between the bookworm and the champion. Works for me.
But let me make something clear. While some stuff like I mentioned
>>5479255 here has happened, a large portion is still on the horizon. That's cause the nat 100 is currently banked and I decided to be a smidge lenient with the DC check to allow your overall success in lieu of the nat 1 still remaining. Hence why things are happening the way they are.
In other words, Therion is still a major threat and will at some point come into action to complete its main objective. Reuniting with Babalon through you and once again manifesting into the phenomenal world. All the while you're a living battery for chaos, as well as for darkness and the void. So anyone who draws their powers from them will be strengthened by your presence. Though applying the reverse with its opposites while possible will be far more arduous to perform.
Therion is essentially the beastly element of the Great Darkness, the real source of the moniker Great Evil Beast. Thus, just like Raven, you carry a heavy burden, serving as the window and catalyst for Therion's return. Effectively making you in terms of your animal side, the Leviathan.
Albeit currently suppressed and channeled through your Lion of Judah. But this compartmentalization of Archon doesn't change the fact the copious vestiges of Therion permeated inside you alongside the Aeons of Asherah.
Again, you're going to have to fight with Therion at some point, in addition to dealing with the ramifications of your choice. Successor to the throne of the Absence marked as a fellow demiurge despite remaining fully human. A lot of eyes will be watching you, both good and bad.
Either way, the Valkyries of Valhanna are not going to be happy with you rewriting fate in addition to not abiding by the laws of death. Lilith will be making her move now that the conditions relating to the Schechina (the feminine aspect of God, the side of the divine responsible for mercy and compassion) have been met. As well as Hecate through her five individuals who carry a fifth of her power. Pralaya/Abaddon and Empty Hand are imprinted by your essence just like the Great Darkness, thus intertwined and will manifest into Dark Angel and Overwoman (my take on overgirl/evil superwoman) in the future. And there's still the Anthtesis who will now be drawn to you like psychic wildfire. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 17:36:04 No. 5482141 Report Rolled 70, 80, 83, 48, 68, 44, 46 = 439 (7d100) >>5482100 Forgot to roll for the aftermath.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 17:40:28 No. 5482145 Report >>5482141 Hmm, it seems it's going to end off mostly without a hitch. Mostly. Just what I'd expected. Anyway, writing. You can suggest terms to enforce upon Child if you want.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 20:26:37 No. 5482253 Report >>5482145 >>5482100 “Well first off, let me be clear about one thing that I forgot to mention.” Clapping your hands together you instinctively visualize something in thought form. Within each of your palms carry a different prospect, one of light and one of darkness. Both effectively swirl around in the palm of your hands. You weren’t sure how you knew how to do this, most likely chalking it up to either the heart of darkness or the negative gemstone of darkworld. But you weren’t complaining either. “Darkness is what gives meaning to the light, just like light is what gives meaning to darkness. Both are intertwined with one another, just like all the other fundamental forces that govern reality. Push and Pull, Good and Evil, Yin and Yang, The Sun and the Moon, Chaos, and Order, and so forth.”
“So, if you want to better yourself for your inevitable meeting with the Presence. Then you should learn about the overall goal of consciousness.” You say, making the distinction that you’re giving Bezalel advice rather than lecturing him.
“Goal of consciousness? Bezalel paused, showing an iota of curiosity and interest.
“Yes, the goal of any consciousness is to know itself. It’s no different than what I’ve described previously, however, if you don’t put yourself into situations that challenge you. Then you will never know who you are. You’ll just remain stagnant, ultimately becoming complacent and willingly choosing never to break out of your comfort zone. And given how you told me about you being here trapped in solitude for eons, that would truly be a fate worse than death for you. "You explained.
“I see, that would be troublesome. I will consider doing just that.” Bezalel nods, well nodding as well as a sentient source of darkness can anyway.
Raising your left hand upward, you stretched out your index finger and thumb to point at Bezalel. “Remember, I can only genuinely show you my own self, my own morality. The mortality of which doing good for others is what makes me feel good too. Like your genuine gratitude or that of any person’s reality, it’s not something one can easily get. You have to work hard for it, which can be an uphill battle depending on the person in question. But once you overcome such adversities, you feel a sense of fulfillment and self-worth that’s associated with living a fulfilling life. Pure purpose and happiness over what you have done. Again, this is my morality, I’m fine with you adopting it. But it would help if you strived to craft your own through personal experience and understanding. “
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 20:30:23 No. 5482254 Report >>5482253 Pausing for a bit to let the information seep in before digesting it, Bezalel eventually broke the silence with a serious tone. “Then, I should give you a word of wisdom, as well as a request.”
“Sure, let’s hear it.” You nod.
“Our existence is now intertwining with one another, solidifying as a unique being in both mind, body, and soul. Because of that, there will be facets of myself that will take form. Like the lingering feelings of contempt towards the subject that caused them that I have, or my ancient instincts towards returning to the period where everything is null. Both of these paroxysmal abstracts will gain sentience and manifest into beings of their own. I cannot say if they will be your ally like I am or will turn out to be your enemy. It is the price of the imaginary properties that reside within my power to alter reality as well as what defines the magic of the darkworld. To which you should make privy towards imagination and conceptual systems such as Numerology/Arithmancy, Gematria, Isopsephy, and English Qaballa will be the focal point of your magic.” Bezalel explains.
“So, the concept of numbers will have power and serve as a conduit for my magic? Not just words like Temurah, Notarikon, or any Kabbalistic method. That sounds very technical in comparison to what I’ve understood magic to be. Makes me feel like some sort of coder or admin rather than a sorceress.” You lamented, stroking the back of your head. Quickly, however, your mind soon registered the more significant issue once it rebounded back to those paroxysmal abstracts.
Choosing to brush aside your magical concerns for another time, Bezalel went back to his explanation. “If it ends up being the latter, then you’ll have quite the formidable adversary to face. So, if you don’t want to be burdened with the responsibility of handling such paroxysm then this is your last chance to back down.”
Not even giving a chance to humor such notions with a thought, you quickly frown and enact your inner nag. “What did I tell you about not letting you feel any regrets? I thank you for the warning, but it won’t prevent me from doing what I have to do. The regret I’ll feel If I don’t take you out of this space far outweighs any potential regret or strife that’ll come from my actions. So don’t feel like you have to apologize or attempt to sway me from doing this for my sake. I know full well the consequences and accept them wholeheartedly without hesitation.” You smile, standing proudly and firmly as you were glowing with resolve.
“I understand, I won’t insult your resolve by troubling you with this matter any further. So, let’s resume with your request.” Bezalel answers, respecting your wishes.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 20:42:25 No. 5482256 Report >>5482254 “Okay, to get straight to the point. I want to get my life back. The life of regular human Sarena Rosenberger. Where nothing that I did as a vessel and avatar tracks back to.” You say, being concise as possible for an opening statement.
“Alright, sound simple enough to do.” Before Bezalel can act, you quickly start waving your arms back and forth to get his attention. Quickly trying to stop him with your wild gestures before it was too late.
“Please hold on, I’m not finished. This is pretty complex, and I don’t want to miss this up by not being thorough.” You pant, trying to regain your rhythm as you explain yourself.
“Oh, well continue then so I might better understand and fulfill your wish.” Bezalel requests.
“Thank you. Anyway, I want my old life back, but I also need to continue to be that champion emissary and ambassador, the Lord of Eternal Balance/Cosmic Balancer, and divine avatar. Although it has only been a month, I’ve come to learn something important about myself. "Stopping yourself for a moment, you take a brief moment to reflect. Looking down at your chest, noticing the brooch and the lion of Judah symbol as a reminder. Without realizing it your facial expression soon relaxed into an authentic smile. “I genuinely love being a hero.”
“I love being able to do some real good for this world, just like my father but on a bigger scale. I can protect what I cherish most while offering a helping hand to those that need it. Although the stuff that I’ve done so far might be small time, with the sole exceptions of today, I know that it all has merit—serving as the foundation for a truly magnificent forest to bloom and come into its own. “You say, feeling the smile on your face widening before your eyes ended up becoming more solemn. “I can’t imagine my life being complete without this aspect, just like how I can’t imagine giving up my old life for this new venue of living.”
Folding your arms and puffing your cheeks into a pout, you metaphorically and quite literally put your foot down. “I absolutely do not want to be the hero that gives up personal happiness and forgo personal relationships for hero work. I'm just as selfish as I am selfless, so I’m willing to do what needs to be done. But I won’t compromise and sacrifice something if I can fight with all my heart and soul to preserve it. After all, just as I am Plethora Champion of Quintessence, I am also Sarena Rosenberger of Jump City. The two can coexist in harmony and I don’t need to choose one or the other as the real me. For they’re both me, and I wouldn’t have any other way.”
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 20:56:21 No. 5482266 Report >>5482256 “To repeat myself, this is but a simple matter to perform. Far easier than just flat out rewriting your fate entirely or sending you back to the moment of your death to change the outcome completely.” Bezalel remarked, giving a word of confidence. “But continue with your request, for I can sense that you’re not finished yet.”
“Alright, cool. Glad you understand. Now what I’d like is a magical well in perception between those two Identities. So that only I and people I deem trustworthy can see through and perceive accordingly. This next part will be pretty tricky considering that I think it's basically rewriting history, but it's just a smidge. Can it be possible that Serena Rosenberger never died, but rather that she was put in a coma the entire time in between? Whereas my soul was transferred into the clay body of Gaea, becoming Plethora like originally while both the lords of chaos and order and the quintessence mend to my real body. Repairing and adjusting it to be able to handle my ascensions while remaining human.” You explain, choosing to be quite meticulous in your phrasing. You weren’t sure if the Great Darkness operated like one of those genies who need the wording to be exact or could give more wiggle room and follow the spirit of your wish.
“I figure that way the events that came forth after my resurrection originally would come into fruition without causing any irregularities or dissonance. I don’t want any time paradoxes after all. Oh, for a paper trail, I kind of also need the hospital bills to be paid. As for the future, I also need a proper excuse to slip out of the Sarena identity, to go be a hero as Plethora. Both spontaneously, and for whatever period needed. All the while without it being too weird for people, thus not causing complications or contradiction. Thus, with that magical perception barrier, nobody would be able to figure out that Sarena Rosenberger is Plethora and vice versa. You can throw whatever else you think would be necessary for keeping up with the spirit of my request. "you say, finally reaching the end of your explanation.
“Having heard it in full, I can say with all honestly that it can be done. Those who you choose to share this information will also be able to perceive the previous state if they and/or you choose to.” Bezalel says, preparing himself to form the necessary forces to pull off this wish perfectly.
“Really, that’s great. If you had a physical form, I’d hug the hell out of you Bezalel. Practically jumping for joy, you were at the point of gushing with the sentient darkness. At long last you feel like the impenetrable great wall keeping you from your old life...has finally broken down.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 01 Dec 2022 21:15:23 No. 5482289 Report >>5482266 “If you don’t have anything else, we can depart. When you wake up back in the material world, your request will have been fulfilled. I promise you that. "With that you allowed yourself to slip back into slumber. You were leaving the dark hands to wrap around you and begin to encase you in a cocoon. There were a lot of other things you wanted to speak about. But it was fine, you were reassured that the two of you could converse through your dreams and the brooch when needed. Thus, you had nothing left to hold you to this sunless sea.
=Pause=
What did you choose to do during the month leading up to your trip to Gotham as Plethora (Serena was in a coma)? Consider this a soft retcon to what was initially stated. (Choose up to 4)
>Fashion yourself a role as an e-girl under the name Lilith to support yourself. Inevitably taking it seriously and actively expand your empire as a full-time job. >Slowly build up your cred as Plethora as you take down criminals and small-time injustice while getting the handle of being a heroine. Using those encounters as a learning experience to be a better self-taught superheroine >Continue your everyday life through Plethora while giving your family hope that Sarena is still alive. Gradually cementing your long-time goals, one day at a time. >Keep yourself isolated and focus on experimenting and researching as you learn the ins and out of what you can currently do >Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study various fighting techniques and ways to use your raw strength. >Try to find any leads to the one who puts you in a comatose state and gather as much information about them for eventually tracking them down. >Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role >Use the powers of Plethora to try and improve your standing at the Pizzaria and brand yourself as a mascot. >Balance your new superhero life with your chosen vehicle for idolatry equally and keep your appearances from colliding with one another. >Try your hand at Alchemy and aim towards making a Golem for yourself. >Focus on a specialization with your powers so far and go from there [Choose 1] >Mystery Choice >Write-in Anonymous
>>5482289 >Fashion yourself a role as an e-girl under the name Lilith to support yourself. Inevitably taking it seriously and actively expand your empire as a full-time job. Our portfolio is super-parkour, and fitness where people can stealthily, or not so stealthily, check our assets.
And some strategy games on a second channel where we offer our vast knowledge on history and mythology. Maybe thinking of starting a low effort reaction channel.
>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study various fighting techniques and ways to use your raw strength. >Slowly build up your cred as Plethora as you take down criminals and small-time injustice while getting the handle of being a heroine. Using those encounters as a learning experience to be a better self-taught superheroine >Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role Anonymous
>>5482289 >Fashion yourself a role as an e-girl under the name Lilith to support yourself. Inevitably taking it seriously and actively expand your empire as a full-time job. >Continue your everyday life through Plethora while giving your family hope that Sarena is still alive. Gradually cementing your long-time goals, one day at a time. >Try to find any leads to the one who puts you in a comatose state and gather as much information about them for eventually tracking them down. >Use the powers of Plethora to try and improve your standing at the Pizzaria and brand yourself as a mascot. Anonymous
Rolled 31, 8, 28, 46, 81, 14, 7 = 215 (7d100) >>5482304 >>5482388 Guess we're doing these unless someone speaks up and suggests something else. Fine by me if that happens. The roll
>>5462700 still counts but if you want to add to it by rolling then go head.
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>>5482289 >Fashion yourself a role as an e-girl under the name Lilith to support yourself. Inevitably taking it seriously and actively expand your empire as a full-time job. >Slowly build up your cred as Plethora as you take down criminals and small-time injustice while getting the handle of being a heroine. Using those encounters as a learning experience to be a better self-taught superheroine >Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role >Continue your everyday life through Plethora while giving your family hope that Sarena is still alive. Gradually cementing your long-time goals, one day at a time. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 21:48:56 No. 5484614 Report >>5483218 >>5484333 >>5482289 Once again you find yourself submerged in a watery abyss, but this time was more uplifting and tranquil. No longer did you have to fight against the current to progress or harmonize with the wavelengths to avoid backlash. The waters were currently in a dead calm, not even letting the tiniest of ripples form. Thus, it was quite easy for you to submerse further down without resistance. The sensations that you were currently feeling compared to your previous trip are akin to night and day. It was enough to highlight the fact that you were indeed the successor to both these sunless seas called the Shadow Land and the magical realm of Darkworld.
Allowing yourself to further immerse yourself in the tranquil watery abyss, you find yourself descending further with greater efficacy and speed. Slowly but surely becoming one with the embodiment of chaos and the void as it suffuses around you. Shrouding you with its immanent, almost imperium quintessence as you continue to travel. Feeling more integrated with these lands of shadow and darkness, you feel that presence of mind deepening alongside your piece of mind. Like it was the home you never knew existed till now. Almost as if you were a native-born from these lands, The Demiurge itself.
That nagging effect of the Hysterema you gained from the mark of the beast was rapidly lessening. Almost completely gone at this point, as like with the Heart of Darkness, it was all but completely purified. Its Ruah, also known as prana was flowing vigorously through you, permeating from all points. This breath of life was melding swimmingly alongside your own. Existing harmoniously with the pleroma bestowed and instilled into you as it blends into a strong foundation through consolidation. Before long the Hysterema, like the Pleroma, was starting its cultivation.
And yet you felt something else sinking into you. It was brief, almost vanishing immediately after inserting itself into you. Effectively becoming completely unnoticeable but for that fraction of a second, you felt a different power infusing you. It was hard to describe, it was empty and deprived of all sensations as everything was null. It was strongly defined by its nothingness, very much different from the watery abyss that currently circling you. You only had time to mutter a single word relating to it before the thought vanished from inside. Its imprints linger uninterrupted.
Kenoma.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 22:16:24 No. 5484650 Report >>5484614 Once it dissipated, something else in its place would soon invade your consciousness. The infinite darkness that made up this world gave way to a shining light. It was so bright that it was almost blinding to look, hence you reflexively covered your face with your free arm. As you feel the intensity of its luminance lessening, you start to see the space between the sunless sea start to change. Gradually displaying lights of wonder, it gave way to revealing that it was the cosmic ocean. From these primordial waters, you soon start to see mirror-like pockets displaying different events currently partaking.
There was imagery shown on each of the mirrors that you glance upon as you continue to descend further. One of the images shown to you appears to be that of a woman wearing what appears to be a stage magician outfit comprised of a black cowl, matching blackish blue swallowtail tuxedo over a white long-sleeved polo shirt, and a blue brooch with a bow. Its lower half has comprised of a dark blue corset, black bottoms, fishnet stockings, and black boots. Her face looks familiar but what drew you was the auburn hair as it flowed fluidly like it was alive as she twirls her magic wand.
In the next image was the same girl, this time wearing a different outfit comprised of a green leotard with the belly mostly exposed. Followed by a matching green cowl, high-length fingerless gloves, thigh-length green boots, a utility belt, and plenty of jewelry. The most noticeable of the bunch was the eyeball-shaped earrings and neckless. Outside of that she also appears to have the same face as the other one, the key difference is that her hair was emerald green. Right beside her appears to be a giant floating eye, emitting that same greenish hue that shrouded the mysterious girl’s body.
As you turn from the sight you were met with yet another image, of which you weren’t surprised that it was the same girl again. This time she has dressed the part of a princess rather than a magician or space guardian. Around her top was a purple breastplate corset, and underneath was a sleeveless purple bodysuit, effectively exposing her arms and legs to the world. Unlike the other two, she was wearing a full-blown cape with it held together by a purple diamond brooch. She was clad in jewelry from a tiara to her golden greaves and gauntlets. More akin to the green hair girl, this one was sprouting golden locks reminiscing of Rapunzel. Surrounded by countless amethysts while holding what appears to be a mighty great sword.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 22:17:45 No. 5484652 Report >>5484650 More and more different imagery of the same girl but different forms start to flood your vision. One of which has her fusing with a protoplasmic, shape-shifting symbiote and donning an appearance akin to Supergirl. Another involved getting chosen by the Spectre of all people, morphing into what appears to be a red leotard-wearing ghost girl. Most likely styled after the Spectre with a few changes as a paranormal holy spirit. The next one was that of a very muscular jungle girl, adorning a fur leotard with some matching cuffs while remarkably having the same silvery white hair as your Plethora form. She was surrounded by countless animals and just from her appearance alone she embodied all of Mother Nature/Gaea.
Seeing through each of these made you realize that this reappearing girl was you. Each of these girls was you from another timeline or parallel universe. A different take on your heroine's origin story and path to power. The latest one you saw all but confirms it as this time it was. This one was a divine person just like you, only this time has chosen primarily by the Rock of Eternity and the Wizard. Thus, becoming a musclebound adult in a bodysuit dress with radiant golden hair. Surrounded by the other members of the Champions of Magic, this version stands as the vanguard of the Marvel/Shazam Family.
Each of their names soon comes to you one by one. The Mistress of Magic known as White Witch (Zatanna’s Successor), The Cosmic Guardian known as Emerald Empress (Holder of the Emerald Eye of Ekron), Warrior Princess of Gemworld known as Amythest (Fellow Lord of Order), The Woman of Steel known as Superwoman (Matrix’s Legacy), The Embodiment of Redemption and God’s Love known as Lady Spectre, The Avatar of Mother Nature known as Rina the Jungle Girl (Gaea’s Embodiment), and the Seventh Member of the Champions of Shazam known as Marvelous Thundra/Madame Shazam (The Prophesized Seventh from the Wizard).
The news was mind-blowing, to say the least, it left you practically speechless. Never before you saw yourself destined for a life beyond the normalcy you have grown accustomed to. Yet here you stood, seeing multiple outcomes of you becoming a force for good. Though they were all different, there was one genuine consistency that unify them together. As you were brought to the point of tears, you would see yourself landing at what appears to be a center. Each one of the visions looking towards you, giving you a warm, friendly smile as you reach the nexus point.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 22:30:04 No. 5484669 Report >>5484652 Waiting for you was the last image that you were able to see currently. It was perhaps the strongest out of the bunch in terms of visualization, practically standing at the edge of the nexus gate. She was completely like yourself, wearing ancient garbs bestowed upon them by a higher power. Wearing what appears to be a corset leotard equipped with a sturdy breastplate a Pteruges or Gladiator skirt, bracers/gauntlets, armbands, greaves, and combat boots. All are styled under the theme of the Amazons of Themyscira while carrying strong remnants of your Hebrew heritage.
The Amazonian champion merely beacons your hand, slowly clasping hers against it while the varying degrees of toned/strongwoman variants of yourself watch on. The champion didn’t say a single word, but you can tell what she wanted to impart to you. After all, she was the closest to you in terms of possible outcomes your life could’ve ended up with. In your mind, you were given the image of two places, the paradise island of Themyscira, and the Golden gates of Valhalla. From that, you align your mind to Amazonian Jews (Yehudei Amazonas) and of course the grimoire that connected them all.
Before you could ask her any further, you were tapped on the forehead before vanishing in a bright, golden light. The lion of Judah resonates deeply with the divine light as it envelops you completely. Something was imparted in you, but alas as you are now you couldn’t reach it. Still, you sense that it was important. Why did your parallel self show you those images, what were the ties between the grimoire and the amazons of the rainforest also known as Amazonia and by extension Esquecida? There were so many questions but very few answers, perhaps even more visions lay buried within your subconsciousness that you didn’t know.
You weren’t sure what any of this means, but you get the feeling that things were going to get more exciting. For better or worse. In any case, the only other signs of change you would receive was of course your life. Just like you requested, your death was overturned into a comatose state. Only giving the initial impression of death but still alive, though with your mind and soul currently vacant. Resulting in you being drafted by the Quintessence just like before. Right down to having the same righteous fury at being nearly killed by mister Arthur Light. It was all aligning just how you mostly remembered. Mostly.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 23:02:06 No. 5484697 Report Quoted By:
>>5484669 What ended up being different was being told directly that the Lords of Chaos and Order tending to your body. Leaving you inhabiting the fashioned body made by Gaea till it's fully treated to hold you. Due to your awakening, your mortal body needed time to be adjusted to handle your newly acquired divinity. The last thing you wanted was for your original body to suffer as a cost of your newfound power. With the worst-case scenario causing you to shed your mortal coil into full divinity. Making you no different than the Lords of Order and Chaos who need a vehicle to anchor them to the mortal plane. Something that you admittedly prefer not to stumble into such an outcome haphazardly.
In truth, it was an establishment point to keep from causing a strong enough shift between realities. You didn’t want to cause a paradox and undo the events that led you to the present. Sure, Bezalel could probably make it happen, but such a big change would most likely come with major repercussions. Heck, you got a sinking suspicion that you probably didn’t come out unscathed either. How much exactly you didn’t know as the events of that month were playing relatively the same. With some key differences here and there. Even so, due to the meticulousness of your wish, the problems that you would face wouldn’t affect Sarena’s everyday life and vice versa. For now, that was enough.
The next time you opened your eyes, you saw yourself currently seeing Robin and Child arguing over what should be done. That entire journey you just had amounted to just seconds after your body was engulfed by the energies emanating from the heart of darkness. For you, it felt like days, weeks, perhaps even months given how long you have been in the sunless sea. So, this was quite the mood whiplash as your body quickly adjust with your mind. Firmly grasping your left hand, you start to take stock of what has happened. From arriving in Gotham to meeting with Child, everything seems to play exactly how you remembered it. The sole exception of course was Therion, but that was a story for another time.
Right now, your attention slowly turns to Child as you make your presence known to the group. “I’m back, and I brought a friend.” Tabbing the brooch now attached to your chest, signifying your place as the successor of Darkworld and the Shadowlands.
“While I’d be damned, she pulled it off. Color me impressed.” Child blinks astonishingly, completely floored at seeing the impossible being pulled off. Her smile deepens as she feels she made the right choice seeking you out.
Robin meanwhile could only be happy but equally concerned. "Try not to do anything as dangerous or reckless as that again."
Going to be jumping to the actual encounter and combat in a moment. I just want to know what sort of ground rules you want to set with Child. The payoff for her is that she gets her "Flaw" familiar/companion.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Sat 03 Dec 2022 23:04:13 No. 5484700 Report >>5484669 What ended up being different was being told directly that the Lords of Chaos and Order tending to your body. Leaving you inhabiting the fashioned body made by Gaea till it's fully treated to hold you. Due to your awakening, your mortal body needed time to be adjusted to handle your newly acquired divinity. The last thing you wanted was for your original body to suffer as a cost of your newfound power. With the worst-case scenario causing you to shed your mortal coil into full divinity. Making you no different than the Lords of Order and Chaos who need a vehicle to anchor them to the mortal plane. Something that you admittedly prefer not to stumble into such an outcome haphazardly.
In truth, it was an establishment point to keep from causing a strong enough shift between realities. You didn’t want to cause a paradox and undo the events that led you to the present. Sure, Bezalel could probably make it happen, but such a big change would most likely come with major repercussions. Heck, you got a sinking suspicion that you probably didn’t come out unscathed either. How much exactly you didn’t know as the events of that month were playing relatively the same. With some key differences here and there. Even so, due to the meticulousness of your wish, the problems that you would face wouldn’t affect Sarena’s everyday life and vice versa. For now, that was enough.
The next time you opened your eyes, you saw yourself currently seeing Robin and Child arguing over what should be done. That entire journey you just had amounted to just seconds after your body was engulfed by the energies emanating from the heart of darkness. For you, it felt like days, weeks, perhaps even months given how long you have been in the sunless sea. So, this was quite the mood whiplash as your body quickly adjust with your mind. Firmly grasping your left hand, you start to take stock of what has happened. From arriving in Gotham to meeting with Child, everything seems to play exactly how you remembered it. The sole exception of course was Therion, but that was a story for another time.
Right now, your attention slowly turns to Child as you make your presence known to the group. “I’m back, and I brought a friend.” Tabbing the brooch now attached to your chest, signifying your place as the successor of Darkworld and the Shadowlands.
“Well I’d be damned, she pulled it off. Color me impressed.” Child blinks astonishingly, completely floored at seeing the impossible being pulled off. Her smile deepens as she feels she made the right choice seeking you out.
Robin meanwhile could only be happy but equally concerned. "Try not to do anything as dangerous or reckless as that again."
Going to be jumping to the actual encounter and combat in a moment. I just want to know what sort of ground rules you want to set with Child. The payoff for her is that she gets her "Flaw" familiar/companion.
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>>5484700 We seek balance Chaos and Order, she's a Lord Chaos.
I'm not exactly sure what her goals are, but in some regards I see us working together, and in others to be at odds.
So I first would like her to tell us what her plans are. We don't know how when or where the label "Lord of Chaos" was applied to the entity she was before she was "Amy Winston", and whether or not she wants to spend a regular lifetime to find out what it is that makes life worth living. What is the duration of a human lifetime to the being she was before? Maybe chill and reevaluate.
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>>5484700 >Trust the GM to handle it The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 05 Dec 2022 02:46:12 No. 5486262 Report >>5485692 >>5486010 Robin meanwhile could only be happy but equally concerned. "Try not to do anything as dangerous or reckless as that again."
“I make no promises, it comes with the territory. "You jest, giving Robin the signal that you were okay if you were willing to make aphorisms at your expense. As your eyes soften, they manage to retain a tinge of sharpness once you look at Child. “Could you hold for a moment, I need to settle something.”
Walking towards the prep-looking schoolgirl, you clench your dominant hand as you ready yourself.
Acting all coy as she puts her hands behind her back, Child merely lets her jowls expose those pearly whites of hers. “Now that we have managed to avoid a troublesome hiccup, let’s get back to the task at hand. I’ll remove all traces of the source causing those troublesome migrates, assist in getting back your grimoire, and whatever else is keeping you from delaying the inevitable pact between us.”
“I agree, that sounds good.” You say, stepping within Child’s personal space, soon lunging your hand to grab her by the collar. “First off though, let’s set some ground rules. Like you not making threats about my friends, my family, or anything else that I’m not willing to put up with. Warnings count too, especially when they’re laced with nefarious manipulation.”
“Yes, and while I appreciate the warning, it doesn’t change the fact of your willingness to kill not only my family, but billions of people just to get what you want. I don’t like that one bit.” You sally, tightly clinching Child’s collar while glaring with vertical slits in your pupils.
“Duley noted. I wouldn’t do anything to deprive you of your followers, Lily.” Child sneered, keeping her condescending smile as she was unfazed by your strongarming. "Nor would I ever think to lay a finger on your precious family, especially considering that I and perhaps the boy wonder over there are the only ones in this reality who currently know about your real identity.”
“Yeah, I’m not all surprised by that considering the nature of my wish. All the more reason why we need to set the ground rules now before they escalate into a problem.” You rebuke, also not flinching upon the tidbit of information thrown at you while keeping your eyes riveted on Child. It was because of this that you feel assured that you need to nip this in the bud before it becomes too problematic.
“Yes, yes but do know that whatever presence you have shielding your identity isn’t absolutely infallible. So don’t be overly complacent with your new toy. “Child says, giving another caveat that while helpfully held traces of condescendence.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 05 Dec 2022 02:50:25 No. 5486268 Report >>5486262 “Believe me, I won’t. Which is why I came ensured with a new friend of mine.” You rejoindered, quickly bringing attention to the Star of David pentagram embedded in the heart-shaped, golden broach resting against your chest. Complete with a big purplish, almost black bow as the jewelry was laced with gold plating holding various black diamonds. At the center was a small heart print, symbolizing a trinity with three white orbs.
“So, my eyes weren’t playing tricks, that is the Great Evil Beast, or at least the pure Primordial Darkness aspect of him. Even I didn’t think that amorphous, black infinitude was capable of sentiency and sapiency, much less begin fashioning a sense of self.” Child blinked, genuinely impressed on top of being bewildered by the anomaly that she saw here.
“His name is Bezalel, my new BFF, he’s a real sweetheart once you get to know him.” You say fondly, polishing the brooch to give the same gesture as scratching an animal by the chin or rubbing them by the head. “See, I’ve been appointed as his successor to the throne of the Shadowlands and Darkworld. Thus, making me sort of a big shot in a way. So, I don’t need to imply just how beneficial it’d be if you would choose to play nice. Nor will I hesitate to give you the same caveat you gave me about not pushing my luck and getting on your bad side. “
“The fact you took such a major risk in purifying that Heart of Chaos to have a more solid contingency plan against me already has earned my praise. But winning over the Great Darkness, even if just a portion of his ubiquitous being, is truly worthy of my respect and admiration now.” Curling her lips into a broad smile, the glow of her crimson eyes only intensified further. “It makes me want you even more.”
“Great, then you won’t mind sharing with the class and being on your best behavior if you want to have a better shot at ensuring that I’m willing to play ball with you.” You remark, folding your arms once again, letting them support your ample chest. “Starting with what your plan is.”
“I told you once before, I’m here to reinvigorate our cause as representative of the Council of Chaos. I strongly believe that as a balancer, it would be in our best interest to get you to favor our side. But as you displayed earlier, you are equally beneficial in sparking wakes of chaos like the multiverse never seen before.”
“Well, if we’re going to be skipping beating the bush, then I’ll drop the pretense. I want your body.”
“Huh? "You exclaim, making a rather distraught look at your face. Thinking how troublesome being so desirable you are with all this idolatry flaunting. Even the primordial forces that govern this universe want a piece of you. You weren’t sure if you should be flattered or appalled by the simping.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 05 Dec 2022 02:52:49 No. 5486272 Report >>5486268 “Whatever thoughts you’re thinking of, I will have to ask you to stop. "Child rebuke, seeing the writing on the wall as she read you like a book. Slowly extending her index finger to point directly at you. “When I ask for your body, I’m talking about the clay one that your soul is currently inhabiting. “
“Okay, that makes more sense. You want your own golem. But why exactly this body? Surely there must be other valuables that are much easier to get.” You say, is less put off by the act as you rationalize it.
“Originally, I want it because it was made from the clay of the gods, the pure source that was used to make Adam Kadmon and by extension the genetic template that gave birth to you humans. It was also used to make Pandora and ultimately the Amazons of Themyscira. So, you can understand the value in having such a body.” Child explains, striking a chord with you as you feel discomfort upon hearing the word Amazons and Themyscira. You feel like there was something important about it but you couldn’t put your finger on the exact detail.
“Hold on, you said originally. So, what exactly has changed since then? "Robin interjects, breaking his previous silence.
“If I have to be honest...then it would have to be the fact that it's housing a demiurge now that sparked the ante. Not only that but it's deeply infused with the imperceptible flaw in the once-immaculate perception of the Light or otherwise called the Presence. Suffused with its shadowy quintessence properties to the point of being its apostle, the soul of darkness has done marvelously well to further enrich that body of yours. No doubt only able to tap into the darkness and shadows of that governs space known as Dark-force, but also the fabled Strength Force as a byproduct of this integration as well.” Child continued, leaving you to question if such properties would transfer over to your original body once your soul return. Or was it only through your divine transformation/possession that you could tap into that kind of power?
“Don’t you already have an anchor tying to this world, that being Amy Winston?” Robin repeats, showing hints of caution if not skepticism.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Mon 05 Dec 2022 03:15:03 No. 5486287 Report >>5486272 “I do, and like I told you this is a merger that I, unfortunately, cannot separate myself from. I am both Child and Amy Winston while simultaneously not. “Placing her hand against her chest, Child soon closes her eyes before undoing the inhibitors on her body. Resulting in her body subtly swelling up, becoming bigger as she gets taller. In mere moments she went from being a pubescent girl no older than ten to that a full-grown woman in her early twenties. Her schoolgirl outfit oddly accentuates her full-figured physique despite managing to be able to form-fitting her body. “As you see, this is what Amy Winston looked while being Princess Amethyst. I have her thirteen-year-old form to swap into, but I believe this form is more striking and thus easier for the truth to sink in.”
“My entire essence from both parties has been broken down to the quintessential source before thoroughly melded into this new, singular cardinal being. Hence why I cannot go back, because there's nothing to go back to. The ones known as my previous sense of self and Amy don’t exist anymore. Thus, whether I like it or not, I’ve been conscribed to this mortal coil that I call a body. And unlike most it's extremely resilient and adaptable, it pales in comparison to yours. Not to mention it’s still that of flesh and blood. At best I’m only biological immortal, not the actual one like we lords boast. So, it would be in my best interest to get myself a subservient familiar to reassure my mortality doesn’t become an issue. Developing a simpatico relationship with said familiar would be highly beneficial to me. The same can be said about you directly, but if I had to choose then it would be the familiar first.” Child explains.
Note: Apologies for not skipping to the battle like I said I was, but I had to address this since I didn't get much for ground rules or other suggestions. So I thought to clear the conclusion and give context to Child's main goal as
>>5485692 Asked
>Give Child the sculpted clay body of Gaea in exchange for her services. You'll set up the actual terms and guidelines for the alliance later once you take care of the deed. >Refuse to give Child your backup body, but be willing to be her additional anchor and protector instead. >Hold off on any potential exchange and alliances until you get your grimoire back and taken care of the bad guys >Have Child be honor-bound to her word but make it clear you're not going to be making any offers or accepting deals >Try instead to appeal to the Amy side of Child and put a pin on reinvigorating the side of Chaos to spend a human's lifetime experiencing its joys and finding out what makes it worth living. >Write-In Anonymous
>>5486287 did I miss what'll happen to the body once we get our original one back?
I suppose we will still be able to change to and from, right? I maybe thought to keep both bodies intact, and put them into supernatural storage in the meantime, or something.
Or would our original human body then be able to shapeshift and everything?
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>>5486633 If you don't trade it to Child it will go into dimensional storage until needed. You would still be able to change to and from regardless. And unless you're willing to channel your divinity into your original body or use magic it wouldn't inherently have the power to shapeshift and everything.
If you choose to go with the deal, however, there are ways to get another clay body made by the gods.
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>>5486287 >Hold off on any potential exchange and alliances until you get your grimoire back and taken care of the bad guys Anonymous
>>5486287 >>Refuse to give Child your backup body, but be willing to be her additional anchor and protector instead. Anonymous
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>>5486287 >>Refuse to give Child your backup body, but be willing to be her additional anchor and protector instead. The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 16:10:06 No. 5487623 Report Rolled 94, 31, 19, 74, 14, 87, 86, 85 = 490 (8d100) >>5486801 >>5487584 Alright, won't give over your extra body but am willing to be the dragon and/or knight for this lousy princess. I can dig it.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 16:24:16 No. 5487635 Report Quoted By:
>>5487623 A mighty knight in shining armor is born. Interesting.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 20:48:30 No. 5487804 Report >>5487623 “I see, that makes sense. Certainly, makes sense as to why you would have such a body and its resources to fashion yourself a sturdy, if not robust, and gracile familiar. “You nod, keeping your arms folded standoffish manner.
“I’m glad that you can see it my way. Now then let’s take care of this pesky problem.” With a wave of her hand, a swirling vortex of crimson energies began to form. Easily engulfing a massive portion of the sky as the crimson flames start to dance vividly as they flicker.
“Hold on, I said I understand the logistics of your questions and genuinely believe you’re telling the truth. However, I’m not inclined to give you this living clay body of mine.” You spoke up, stopping Child mid-way from extinguishing the warlock’s dark essence from Gotham City.
“You need not worry, I would only require it after the task is done and your original body, made up of flesh and blood, is capable of supporting what you are now. In fact, I’ll be willing to speed up the process right now. "Child affirms as she intensifies the swirling vortex of magic.
“Thanks, but no thanks, I’m still not giving this body. The Quintessence gave it to me for a reason, so it would be somewhat disrespectful to trade it like that for my convivence. Then there’s the whole fact that they somehow got the Lords involved in tuning up my body for my heightened divine and animal spirit. “You shook your head, reaffirming your decision.
“The Lords got invested because they could sense their own within your original body. Specifically, through the grimoire remnant that stuck to you like glue. Something I was going to use as a bargaining chip back in the previous timeline till your little stunt revealed that punchline. Thanks a lot, by the way. “Child snarked.
“Okay, that explains what happened to my body and sheds some light on why I ended up in a clone body.” You mutter, soon turning back to Child as you brush off her sneer. “That doesn’t explain why though.”
“Truthfully, you were set to become the envoy and champion of both Têmtum (Tehom/Livyatan)and Jehovah (Yahweh), otherwise known as Shekhinah and Tiamat. Hard to say it was your destiny born through a series of choices or a predetermined fate. Either way, the outcome was stirred off course with your death and relinquishment of your heirloom. So, you can understand why it feels like the forces that govern this reality is trying their hardest to mend and ultimately rectify this mistake.” Child explains. “Although with your little stunt, you essentially inflamed that prospect, practically to the point I feel like the ripples of fate have changed considerately from the book of destiny.”
“Book of Destiny? Why am I not surprised the Lords have a library card to check out the archives.” You quipped, wrapping your head around what was being explained.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 20:58:10 No. 5487814 Report >>5487804 Choosing to ignore your quip, for the time being, Child went on to continue her explanation. “Take Gothika for example, originally it was the absconded Great Duke of Hell Astaroth/Asteroth who attacked you under the beseeching of Doctor Gotham. Yet, for some reason, it’s now Barbatos who was both the attacker and the primary cause of the city’s dark influence, while Doctor Gotham is currently walking in the flesh and blood. Still having a high stake in this but not nearly the all-encompassing presence that the warlock once had. Clearly, it was overshadowed by the skeletal remains of said eldritch abomination.”
“Hold on, this is a lot to take. Also didn’t you say Asherah last time you brought Asteroth up?” You ask, prioritizing the goddess for now as you’ll come back to Barbatos later. Although, you were still perplexed at the change of identity for Gothika.
“Shekhinah and Asherah are intertwined, Shekhinah is merely the holy spirit that was left behind as Asherah’s aeons were split apart and disbursed through the heavens. As for Asherah herself, she was ultimately reincarnated into a comparable existence to what she once was, though much weaker. To make a long story short, she was slain. You can ask Highfather the full story.” Child continued, clearing up any misconceptions.
“So, wait, does that make me some sort of reincarnation-” Before you could ask any further, Child abruptly cuts you off.
“I’m not obliged to say. But even if that’s true, does it really matter? You just happened by chance to have the necessary pieces fall into place to open up that option. Whether you choose to truly assimilate the Aeons of Asherah into yourself and truly ascend to godhood or in your case demigoddess status through your original body. That’s all entirely dependent on you.” Child shrugs. “You should know that due to your unique situation, your spirit was placed upon the Clay of Gaea. More specifically, it's also known as the Clay of the Gods. It was Zeus’s idea to revive you by sculpting your body out of the clay and breathing life into it. He figured that having such a body would make you a more fitting champion and tap into your dormant bloodline. Specifically, the blood of Samson resides on your mother's side. You have her to thank for the Lion of Judah and the grimoire.”
“And what about my father? "You asked, rattled deeply by the revelation but doing your best not to show it.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 20:59:59 No. 5487817 Report >>5487814 “That’s a spoiler you should really ask your grandma to clear up.” Child exclaims. “But I wasted enough time with this runaround down your ancestries and explaining part of the subtle changes your wish has done. Let’s get back to the meat and potatoes.”
“Well hearing this story from you all but reassure me that I shouldn’t pawn this off.” You remark, arching your hips back while leaning forward towards Child. “Besides, I take comfort knowing that this lioness form is a projection of my family ties rather than thinking it was some sort of problem.”
“How peculiar? I thought for sure that you wanted to return to being only human. Usually, you people angst and whine over the changes that would alter that prospect. Regardless if it's beneficial or not if it dares intrude on those sacred grounds, it might as well be not good. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be so hesitant in retaining your anthropomorphic demihuman form as Adam Kadmon. Much less stop yourself from ascending into a demi-goddess with the number of prerequisites you have. “
“You’re right, I do want to retain my humanity for as long as possible. All the more reason why this body is good to have for a backup, especially with the number of resources put into it. It’s also crucial in maintaining my dual identity as Serena and Pleroma. “You retort, laying a finger on your supple, pillowy lips before recalling another good point. “Though I guess it would be triple with my E-Girl Celebrity identity on top of my normal bookish persona and Divine Super form. “
“I mean sure, I’m a little ruffled at the fact that I turned into a puddle of living mud earlier. But compared with the worst-case scenarios, I could get used to having to consciously keep this body’s consistency and solidarity to the point it’s a reflex to maintain my human shape. Sure, it would make sleeping awkward though. Like would I have to get a fishing tank for my amorphous, protoplasmic form or confine myself to sleeping in a bathtub? No, that would be no different than getting a waterbed, perhaps worse if I don’t cover the drain..” You mused, admittingly acting sheepish as you let yourself think seriously about this prospect.
“That’s disappointing, but I suppose I have to consider this a bust and take my leave. “Child mutters, drawing back the vortex of energy, coming to terms with this whole trip being a waste for her.
“Now hold on, I have a good alternative that would help us both. If you need someone to be another anchor and want protection to the point that you need a familiar, then why don’t I just be that for you.” You exclaim, trying your hardest to keep the Lord of Chaos from leaving as you lay your point.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 21:11:05 No. 5487835 Report >>5487817 “Excuse me? "Child blinked, completely caught off guard at your suggestion. “Do you know exactly what you’re saying? That’s no different than just giving me your body, if not worse since you’ll be subservient to me.”
“Of course, I see myself more as a knight in shining armor than some magical pet that’ll turn tricks on a dime. So don’t think you can be all hoity-toity with me and make me do unreasonable things that I don’t want to. "You declared, waggling your index finger in tow to emphasize your point. “This is a pact between equals.”
“I don’t get you. You genuinely want to help me, but you also want to impede me. From my standpoint, it's beneficial since I still get a powerful ally, but on the other hand, I don’t exactly feel keen on having what you humans call a babysitter. I might choose to look like a child, but I’m far from actually being one.” Child frown, folding her arms back. “Still, I don’t necessarily dislike this chaotic paradox of yours.”
“Could’ve fooled me.” You retort. “I’m serious though. You’re among one the few people who know of my real identity according to the stipulation of the wish I just pulled. And while you’re not an enemy at the moment, it would be equally problematic if I let such a person go without ensuring you won’t become a problem in the future.”
“Trying to take away my advantage before I get the chance to use it. How astute and steely, there are the makings of a chaos lord in you yet. "Child smiles, putting a hand on her hip while offering her other. “Fine, I suppose I have to accept your purposely since I’ll still get a powerful familiar and ally either way. I’ll do well to whip you into proper shape.”
“To be a balancer I have to have both qualities, something that you should try to be more honest with rather than repressing.” You say, hitting at Child being influenced by the lord of order within her far more than she’s willing to admit. Slowly reaching your hand out to meet hers to shake
“Are you sure you want to do something like this? Didn’t you try to get this power precisely because you didn’t want her to have full control over you? "Robin spoke, putting a hand against your shoulder before drawing you close to chat privately.
“I did and that hasn’t changed. But look at it from my perspective, I can’t precisely abandon Child after hearing about what happened. A thirteen-year-old girl sacrificed herself to merge with this emotionless, demented archfiend. At best she’s just Chaotic Neutral due to Amy’s influence. At worst she made her turn from Chaotic Evil to Neutral Evil, perhaps lawful to an extent if we’re lucky. But I want to bet there’s inherent goodness in this amalgamation. She wants chaos, not destruction nor ruin or even pure evil, just chaos. She’s a wildcard sure, but it's impossible to use that element of humanity to mitigate her chaotic impulses. "You whispered.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 21:40:57 No. 5487863 Report >>5487835 Turning to look at Child once more, your expression turned solemn as you think about the sacrifice of Amy and how effective it was in pacifying Child. You didn’t want to think how worst things be if Child was truly back to their original self. “Plus, I want to show her what it means to be human. Get her to at least experience the wonders of living and what makes life so precious and worth fighting for. Hopefully putting a pin on her plans at least long enough to consider the prospect of living a human’s lifetime as an adequate investment to the question at hand.”
“So, by getting her to be lost in thought over this, you’re hoping this be the trigger for her to be immersed in everything Earth has to offer. She’ll chill out and reevaluate” Robin mutters, giving himself time to digest all of this as he sees the big picture. “You’re pretty incredible when it comes to handling kids, especially someone with as much power and authority as this one.”
“Hey, I’ve been babysitting my twin siblings since I was a kid. And before getting an actual job I used to run a babysitting gig. So, I say with confidence that I know how to handle children, superpowered ones included.” You smile.
“I’ll look to you if I ever need a den mother for a rowdy well-knit team of children.” With that teasing remark, Robin removes his hand from your shoulders. I am letting you once again handle the situation with Child.
Without saying another word, you quickly reached out to shake the fully adult Child’s hand. Cementing the exchange between the two as an equal, mutual partnership between the dragon/knight and princess. Like with Gothika, a magical circle made up of countless arrays and ancient letters start to spread over your and Child’s wrist. Binding the two in the ancient pact as you feel the sacred emanations spreading throughout your entire body. Just as quickly as it came, however, the blinding golden light quickly dissipated as did the branding on your arm. It was etched deep within your astral body, so it only needed to appear on your flesh when necessary.
With that taken care of, you let Child finish up doing what you enforced her to do. With a wave of her hand, she unleashed the crimson vortex she was building up during the conversation. Quickly enveloping the entire city, still frozen in time, with its torrential display of chaos. Like a vacuum cleaner, it sucks up all supernatural and magical elements brought upon by the influence of both Doctor Gotham and Barbatos. As well as taking up the evil influence and its corruption as well. She was as thorough as she was precise which was exceptional from the looks of it.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 21:45:46 No. 5487865 Report >>5487863 With how nonchalant Child looks throughout the endeavor, you get the feeling that she wasn’t trying. She was doing the work swimmingly yes, but she was hardly exerting herself in cleaning up Gotham of its centuries-long issue. Making you question just how powerful she really was. Was this the standard with the Lords of Chaos or was she the exception as its vanguard and emissary? All the more you felt thankful you managed to smooth things out and reach this conclusion. While equipped for a bloodbath thanks to your endeavors, it was only meant as a last resort. So, you didn’t want to tip Child’s hand if you didn’t have to.
Eventually, you would both see and feel the presence and its effects disappearing completely. Leaving Gotham as the still gothic and dark metropolis, but riding it off its never-ending cesspool of negativity and corruption. Like Child said, the city itself was rooted in crime, so it wasn’t like this would fix everything and change the city overnight. At the very least, Gotham wouldn’t be a lightning rod in terms of a magical hotbed for the supernatural and mystical side. Especially on the negative end, and honestly, that was good enough for you.
Now that the dead was done, you, Robin, and Child finally return on your trip to the Church. Time finally returned to normal after what probably felt like hours being frozen. Having been stopped at the tail end of the church, it only took a couple of minutes at best to reach the destination. With the moon now rising, you feel the light of Judah finally receding into your body. Although retaining the lioness appearance, you felt far from the all-encompassing embodiment of the Sun that you previously were. Yet this didn’t deter you as you held another ally with you. The Gentle Darkness.
Standing at the edge of the entrance to the church, you look defiant toward what’s inside. Feeling the strong presence of the book within these hallowed grounds. There was no doubt that what you have been searching for at long last was within your grasp. Almost as if the universe was doing you a solid for what it put you through before this point. This was your first official battle against the supernatural. No pressure.
Breaking the silence, Child abruptly took to sitting on one of the statues, having returned to her adolescent form. “For the record, I will not directly help you. I’m already saddled enough as it is having to deal with the forces that you brought by making yourself successor to the Great Darkness. So, if you want my boom for being my anchor and Dark Knight, you’re going to have to show me your stuff.”
"If Doctor Gotham or any outside forces try and interfere with your fight with the Ghost and the Vamp, then I will assist. Till then, you're on your own. Less you want to stirr your new friend into action."Child says, letting out a yawn before getting herself comfy.
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The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Tue 06 Dec 2022 21:56:07 No. 5487870 Report >>5487865 >Strongarm Child into helping you and Robin in a more active role per your agreement. >Leave Child be as you're confident that you and Robin can handle this >Compromise by getting her to bestow a portion of your boom for a test drive and bestowing Robin the tools to help combat the Supernatural in favor of one of Child's other requests being fulfilled no question asked. >Take Child's Advice and ask for assistance (Choose between Gothika or Bezalel) >Write-in As for what do you do once you get inside based on the plan
>Sneak attack to try and deliver a deliberating blow to either Nocturna or the Gentleman's Ghost. >You act as the distraction while Robin receives the book and/or sets up a counter. >Bust the door open and just throw your weight around as you opt for a brawl. >Try to teleport the Book towards you and force them to come outside instead >Switch out your current combination for another before doing anything >Write-in Anonymous
>>5487870 >Compromise by getting her to bestow a portion of your boom for a test drive and bestowing Robin the tools to help combat the Supernatural in favor of one of Child's other requests being fulfilled no question asked. >You act as the distraction while Robin receives the book and/or sets up a counter. Anonymous
>>5487870 >Strongarm Child into helping you and Robin in a more active role per your agreement. >You act as the distraction while Robin receives the book and/or sets up a counter. Anonymous
>>5487870 >>Leave Child be as you're confident that you and Robin can handle this >>You act as the distraction while Robin receives the book and/or sets up a counter. Anonymous
>>5487870 >Leave Child be as you're confident that you and Robin can handle this >You act as the distraction while Robin receives the book and/or sets up a counter. Anonymous
Rolled 95, 41, 21, 49, 72, 46, 27, 61 = 412 (8d100) >>5487934 >>5488692 >>5489046 >>5489099 We have our answer, now if you please would give me a 4d100, that'd be swell.
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Rolled 54, 40, 97, 46 = 237 (4d100) >>5489103 Anonymous
Rolled 97, 65, 83, 82 = 327 (4d100) >>5489103 Anonymous
Rolled 33, 89, 54, 66 = 242 (4d100) >>5489103 Anonymous
Rolled 76, 9, 2, 3 = 90 (4d100) >>5489103 The artist formally known as Maruta
The artist formally known as Maruta ID:KI2TAcHu Thu 08 Dec 2022 22:25:38 No. 5490076 Report >>5489157 >>5489186 >>5489340 >>5489691 97/100, 65/100, 97/100, 82/100+Bonuses. Looks like the Wonder duo is going to be clapping cheeks and taking books. Nice. Writing.
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>>5490076 “Seriously? After you promised earlier to help, you choose now of all times to play spectator?! Unbelievable "You thought, feeling genuinely cheated as this was rattling you to the core. What was the point of diving into Darkworld, coming out of it with a sure-fire way to reign in the whimsical if not cantankerous Lord of Chaos, if Child wasn’t going to directly uphold her end of the pact? Sure, for her this would probably be child’s play, but a lot was riding on this. So, it was baffling as to why the adolescent would opt from trying to win you over.
Was Doctor Gotham that serious of a threat that Child would personally take care of him on the off chance he’d appeared? If it was Asterorth you would be hard-pressed to believe it. Even if the divine power of Asherah/Asherim and the evocation heavily nerfed the grand duke. The fact you were able to whale up on the original incarnation of Gothika so thoroughly didn’t bode any semblance of confidence. In comparison, Doctor Gotham was able to affect you and ultimately push you into a frenzy. So maybe Child had a point by offering to play defender and be the watch out.
Given your current track record, you couldn’t rule out any other detours or roadblocks coming along to disrupt your progress. Maybe it was just how the Chaos Lord chose to phrase it that mainly irked you into this trepidation. It could just be the Lion of Judah pushing you to embrace your inner beast once again and let out your intimidator side. The sad part was that you were slowly aligning towards becoming a conqueror once again. If it works once, it surely will work again due to how much of an impression you had on Child. Soon enough, it will finally come to you as you mentally crack a devious smile.
Despite all these racing thoughts fluttering your mind, you manage to keep a calm, almost aloof mask around your face as you speak levelly. “That’s fine. I wouldn’t want to trouble you anymore than I have. Because as you say, you’ll be helping me with the forces that’ll surely come after the Darkest Princess as well as Successor to Shadowlands and Darkworld. So, I’ll be taking a hefty bonus to the boom that you’ll be giving me once this is over as making us even.”
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>>5491653 Realizing too late the folly of her choice of words, Child merely stands up before walking to you. Soon getting into your space while still standing on the pillar for the stare-down. Symbolizing her “superiority” over the subject as she puts her hands on her hips, arching her back with dramatic flair. “Ah yes, I did say that, didn’t I? How astute of you to point that out. Don’t worry, I won’t go back on my word. Just don’t complain when that boon overwhelms you and you pop like the inflatable barbie doll you are.” Child smiles, an angry tic forming on the side of her temple.
Stomping your foot against the ground, you form a smile on your arm as you follow Child’s example by arching your back. “Fine by me. I’ll be happy to take all the all-encompassing love you’re willing to give your new anchor and familiar. Since we’re stuck together, it’s only fair if I do my part and help out such a dainty little girl with whatever she asks. It’s only fair. "You reply, also forming a cross-shaped vein on your temple, glaring right back at Child as you act just as cordial.
“Ladies, you both proved yourselves right in this argument, but can we get a move on here.” Robin laments, watching what essentially devolved into a verbal catfight.
Right on cue, both you and Child turned to Robin, contouring your faces to a more ferocious and aggressive expression. Looking more like a pair of enraged giant felines rather than humans from the sheer intensity of your ire. “Shut up, don’t interfere Boy Wonder!”
Robin could only sigh, knowing that trying to get through you or Child would be like trying to make a mountain out of an anthill. Surprisingly enough, however, both you and Child would back down afterward. Through silence the two of you reached a compromise, taking into account that both of you were just as stubborn as the other. Neither one wanted to submit and be the better person. Of which the seeds for a simpatico relationship were oddly enough thriving in this foundation’s soil. Robin was quick to take notice of this and chose not to point it out. The two of you weren’t there yet to accept it without lashing out.
Following Robin, as he led the way, you finally made your way into the Church. Leaving Child to go back to sitting on the stair column as she was now in a grumpy mood. Naturally, this didn’t deter from the plan you and Robin came up with prior. You were getting more pumped, compartmentalizing your explosive outburst of emotions to fuel yourself both physically and mentally. All the while bringing back some semblance of the presence of mind you displayed earlier. You were going to support Robin by being the distraction, so lashing out in anger was perfect for this operation.
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>>5491668 Taking two different points into the church, you opted for the direct approach by going through the front door. Kicking the door with controlled yet still brutish force gave Robin more than enough cover to sneak in and blend with the shadows. Letting your presence known to your would-be attackers, you casually trotted through the well-preserved abandoned church. Practically stomping with remarkable force as you sashay through. It was most certainly doing the trick as you feel a lingering presence watching you as you got closer to the den.
Upon reaching the heart of the church, you were met with two figures at the altar. One of which was a ghostly male of impressive height and robust build, donning an all-white business suit or tuxedo. Complete with a large white top hat, matching white gloves, and a gentleman's cane. You didn’t need to be the world’s greatest detective to point out that the figure in question was the Gentleman’s ghost. His very essence was riddled with ectoplasm, specifically that of necroplasmic variation rather than just spiritual. What was a shocker was that you could pick up arcane energy emitting from the specter.
Taking your eyes away from the Gentleman’s Ghost for a moment, you spot what appears to be a woman with long raven black hair. Porcelain skin that was cold to the touch and pale as the night, a well-endowed figure with curves that could kill, cladded in a form-fitting raven dress with a golden belt. From top to bottom, this woman was rocking the vampiric look as you swear you could feel the vampire essence exuding from her. By proxy of elimination, this made the woman in heels nonother than Nocturna herself. Somehow fully turned into a vampire rather than an unfortunate rich maiden with a skin complexion problem.
“Look what we have here, an uninvited guest. Surely, they must be the ones who plucked the dark, supernatural forces that were plaguing this city.” The Gentleman spoke, acting rather dapper despite having every right to be upset about the loss of Dr. Gotham’s gambit with Barbatos.
“Is that so? Then we were fortunate to cast that spell on ourselves from this trusty book before it was too late.” Nocturna smiles, tapping a dark violet grimoire as she rests her left hand on her hips. “Now we don’t even need the magical hotbed to have enough strength to enact our plan. The full moon is more than enough.”
“Quite so, therefore if you would be so kind and skedaddle from the premises, we’ll be lenient and not send you to a watery grave.” As the Gentleman Ghost spoke, he soon snaps his fingers, causing the large door to open back up.
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>>5491705 Looking up through the stained glass, you would take into account the truth in their words. Despite the presence of the full moon on their side, you merely shook your head and started cracking your knuckles. “Afraid I can’t do that. See you have something that belongs to me, and unless I get it back, I’m never going to stop pursuing it. Although, even if you didn’t have my grimoire, any plan relating to Dr. Gotham, or the Lazarus pit can’t be good. So, I’m going to have to put a stop to that.”
“How unfortunate, it seems like we have to tussle with this young maiden, cladded in revealing warrior garbs.” The Gentleman Ghost laments, casually shrugging as he begins to float to Nocturna.
“It matters not, with the Sepher Rezial Hemelach in our grasp, we can just beckon your undead friends to assist us.” Tapping at the grimoire, Nocturna cocks a confident, sultry smile to the specter. Revealing her sharpened elongated canines in the process.
“Sound like a plan, meanwhile I’ll knock the socks off of her for the undead to finish off.” With a tap of his staff, the gentleman's ghost suddenly disappears. Vanishing without a trace, the specter would place himself directly behind you lickety-split. Before he could deliver the staggering blow, you would quickly disappear from his sight. “What the deuce?!”
As swiftly as you disappeared, you reappear right beside Gentleman Ghost’s blind spot, quickly grabbing his shoulder with a toothy smile. “You’re not the only one who can teleport. Though in this case, it was just high-speed movement. ~” Grabbing him tightly on the shoulder, astonishing the specter in the process you quickly clock Gentleman’s Ghost in the face.
Nocturna watching this couldn’t help but be bewildered by the silvery white-haired virago in front of her. “Well, I’ll be damned, clearly we’re dealing with someone who is either capable of interacting with the astral or is a virgin.”
Pulling himself up in an unsettling windup doll fashion, the Gentleman Ghost merely brushes his outfit. “This one certainly packs a punch. If I wasn’t already dead, I’d swear that punch would’ve knocked my head off.” He remarks, turning his attention back to you. “So, which is it? I want to say the former 'cause there’s no way someone dressed like you would be a virgin.”
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>>5491706 Before Gentleman’s Ghost would get the chance to make a counter, you gritted your feline-like teeth before clinching your fist tightly. With a single pounce, you quickly close the distance between you and Gentleman’s ghost. Striking with tremendous speed and explosive force, the Gentleman Ghost found himself once again blind-sighted by your ferocious assault. Not even giving him a chance to teleport or attempt to phase through by ghosting. “I am a virgin you archaic asshole!” You bellowed, acting more like a beast than a woman.
Noctura meanwhile let out a small chuckle before presuming to reach for the grimoire. “Let’s not be resorted to using our trump card thanks to your prophesied return to life early now, Craddock.” Just as Nocturna was beginning to recite a spell from the book, a robin-like grappling hook quickly wraps around the tomb. With a single tug, it would deeply wrap around the book before being yanked from the podium and into the darkness. “Tsc.”
You knew that Robin was the one who did that as you chose not to blow his cover by screaming words of praise. Instead, you focused on continuing to lay another smackdown on Gentleman’s Ghost as he was trying to bounce back from the dizzying stupor your heavy blows were causing him. As a ghost, it would only be natural that he would boast a highly durable astral body. Doubly so with whatever empowerment he was receiving that currently has yet to make its appearance. At the same time, he would find himself at the backfoot as you were still stronger by more than a fair margin.
“Change of plans, you go grab the book from our crafty thief and I’ll handle this powerhouse here.” Nocturna barked, stabbing herself with her claws, hitting specific acupuncture points on her body. As a result, she would begin to swell up like a balloon, but rather than getting more bloated with a rotund body. The vampiric diva instead starts packing some serious meat as she was bulking up. A mixture of shapeshifting and doping was the main source for her now hulking amazon body.
“Holy crap...” You uttered, looking at the statuesque stunner as she came charging at you like a speeding bullet train. Having just enough time to catch her into a grapple as you firmly anchor yourself to the ground. Keeping yourself from moving an inch while simultaneously wrestling with the supped-up strength of the vampire. “You know, I don’t recall vampires being able to do something like this.”
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>>5491724 “Believe me, I’m well versed in all of the myths foretold about the creatures of the night. But unlike them, I’m willing to get experimental and go for a more modern depiction.” Nocturna remarks, exerting more of her supernatural strength in the exchange, living up to the monster moniker. All the while holding you in place with this tug of war to let Gentleman Ghost recover fully. “That being said, I could go for quite the hearty snack and virgin blood most certainly taste the sweetest.” Nocturna smiled.
Gritting your teeth, you let out a mighty roar in protest, exerting more strength to try and overpower her. As well as jerking your body around to avoid Nocturna’s well-timed bites. “Sorry, I might look positively tantalizing for a five-course meal, but I’m not on the menu.”
Having regained his composure, Gentleman Ghost simply recalls his cane back to him. Tapping his jewel accessory to morph the device’s bottom into a flintlock-style barrel gun. “Sounds good to me.” Aiming where he believed the Boy Wonder was located, Gentleman Ghost prepared to launch a mighty blast of spectral fire.
Catching him in the act, however, you jerk your head forward toward the flight path of the upcoming attack. With a mighty inhale, you pulled the attack directly at you with the force of a vacuum space. The powerful suction was enough to siphon the spectral fire completely into your mouth. Sucking all of its essences down with deep, loud gulps as Gentleman Ghost tried firing more blasts. Every one of them met the same fate. All the while you kept Nocturna from acting with your vice-iron grip locking hands with hers. As such, the vampire wouldn’t be to stop your retaliation as you let out a mighty shockwave at Gentleman Ghost. Masking the burp as a bellowing howl towards your adversary.
“Well, don’t that beat all.” Gentleman Ghost mutters, not even mad at the brilliant display of oral tricks as he was hit head-on with the attack. Having just enough time to shield himself from the brunt of the blow but getting knocked back a considerable distance.
Seeing this happen in real-time, Nocturna lunges forward to finally take the opportunity and sink her fangs into you. But as she does so, she would find her sharpened fangs unable to puncture the dense, rubbery flesh. She would find herself currently stuck around your jugular vein as your muscles clench tightly around her vampiric canines. “This is ridiculous! Just exactly what are you made of?!”
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>>5491732 “Living clay mostly.” You retort, starting to get your ground, and began overpowering the vampire. “Anyway, you two are fighting me. So don’t get distracted and try to chase after side venture when you should be working together to give me a real workout. This is my first supervillain battle after all.”
“How impudent. I’ll make you regret taunting a creature of the night, especially when you’re on my home-field advantage.” Nocturna growl, her sclera becoming pitch black as her eyes glow ominously. Her body shimmered with the moon’s light as the darkness around her started empowering her as well. “Last chance, let go and let me drink you. Or I’ll rip off your flesh and bones.”
>Use the power of the Night against them as you switch to using the powers bestowed by the Great Darkness to overload both Nocturna and Gentleman's Ghost till they forcibly shut down. >Continue with your display of brute strength to overpower and disrupt their game plans as you fully commit to a 2v1 fight. >Merely pin them down and aggro them as the wall while Robin fashions the finishing blow after wilting their strength. >Try to Siphon their strength from them since it still came from the same source aka the grimoire. >Grab both Nocturna and the Gentleman's Ghost together and unleash the power of the sun as you aim to end it with one giant explosive finish >Write-In Anonymous
>>5491735 >>Continue with your display of brute strength to overpower and disrupt their game plans as you fully commit to a 2v1 fight. Anonymous
>>5491735 >>Try to Siphon their strength from them since it still came from the same source aka the grimoire. succ
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>>5491752 >>5491989 If you guys are fine with doing a mix of these then give me 4d100, otherwise I'm going to wait for some more votes
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Rolled 58, 75, 60, 3 = 196 (4d100) >>5492085 my rolls have been bad lately
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Rolled 62, 57, 17, 83 = 219 (4d100) >>5492085 Anonymous
Rolled 41, 64, 70, 76 = 251 (4d100) >>5492085 MarutaQM
>>5492161 >>5492505 >>5492635 62/100, 75/100, 70/100, 83/100. Looks like you're going to be stomping and succing hard here. Although, their powers and changes won't be reversed despite being weakened.
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Rolled 49, 50, 94, 41, 33, 91, 53 = 411 (7d100) >>5492657 forgot to roll myself for current and/or future events depending on things go from here.
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>>5492667 Whelp looks like this going to be a chaotic yet mundane free-for-all. Interesting. Since I'm probably going to close the fight with a big update before we reach page 10, I'm going to let you decide on our closing cliffhanger which will be picked up on the next thread. As well as our next Titan meet-up. I haven't forgotten the choice for Terra, but I like to get this out of the way before including her.
>Head to Greenwich Village to meet with Madam Xanadu for an apprenticeship in the magical arts as well as uncover the Secrets of the Grimoire and your intertwined Fate with Therion over Darkworld. (Raven) >Traverse through the Amazon Rainforest to uncover the secrets of the First Wonder Woman and the correlation between the vision given by your vestiges and the Yehudei Amazonas of Amazonia (Beast Boy) >Embark on an interstellar trip at the request of Bezalel to stop the pending rise of the Avatar of Umbrax found on Warworld (Starfire)
>Travel to the savage, prehistoric lands of Dinosaur Island upon the request of Quintessence as your next mission. To prevent the awakening of the Shaggy Man and the Conquest of Skartaris (????/Terra) >Follow a lead on the whereabouts of Doctor Light and Establish the Titans Tower through S.T.A.R Labs in San Francisco (Cyborg) >Return home and address the elephant in the room by confronting your parents and your origins. As well as learn the secret of the Grimoire. (Wildcard/DM Choice) Note that majority if not all of these will be done at some point, you're deciding which one goes first/has priority.
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>>5492667 Whelp looks like this going to be a chaotic yet mundane free-for-all. Interesting. Since I'm probably going to close the fight with a big update before we reach page 10, I'm going to let you decide on our closing cliffhanger which will be picked up on the next thread. As well as our next Titan meet-up. I haven't forgotten the choice for Terra, but I like to get this out of the way before including her.
>Head to Greenwich Village to meet with Madam Xanadu for an apprenticeship in the magical arts as well as uncover the Secrets of the Grimoire and your intertwined Fate with Therion over Darkworld. (Raven) >Traverse through the Amazon Rainforest to uncover the secrets of the First Wonder Woman and the correlation between the vision given by your vestiges and the Yehudei Amazonas of Amazonia (Beast Boy) >Embark on an interstellar trip at the request of Bezalel to stop the pending rise of the Avatar of Umbrax found on Warworld (Starfire) >Travel to the savage, prehistoric lands of Dinosaur Island upon the request of Quintessence as your next mission. To prevent the awakening of the Shaggy Man and the Conquest of Skartaris (????/Terra) >Follow a lead on the whereabouts of Doctor Light and Establish the Titans Tower through S.T.A.R Labs in San Francisco (Cyborg) >Return home and address the elephant in the room by confronting your parents and your origins. As well as learn the secret of the Grimoire. (Wildcard/Mystery Choice) >All of the Above (Trust the DM to decide) Note that majority if not all of these will be done at some point, you're deciding which one goes first/has priority.
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>>5492873 >I'm going to space a nerd's dream
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>>5492873 >>Follow a lead on the whereabouts of Doctor Light and Establish the Titans Tower through S.T.A.R Labs in San Francisco (Cyborg) Anonymous
>>5492873 >>Embark on an interstellar trip at the request of Bezalel to stop the pending rise of the Avatar of Umbrax found on Warworld (Starfire) Anonymous
>>5492873 >All of the Above (Trust the DM to decide) Anonymous
>>5492873 >>All of the Above (Trust the DM to decide) MarutaQM
>>5493180 >>5493193 >>5494172 >>5494221 >>5493085 About close to halfway done with the closing update, I still have to take care of things like Barbatos's bones and the short summary of what Child was doing before addressing the boon. You can make discussions and throw suggestions in general while you wait.
But from the trip so far it looks like a tie between going into space and the trust the DM. Which works since I have a good idea of how to jump between events as we establish the Teen Titans consistently. With Starfire going first due to player input. So this is going to be interesting.
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>>5494397 “Try it!” You grunted, still holding the supped-up vampire with just the strength of your neck muscles.
For several precious seconds, time seemed to slow down. In an instant, you took in everything about the scene unfolding before you. From Robin taking the precious heirloom away from the facilities, Gentleman’s Ghost currently prying himself from the rubble to you holding the frantic vampire as she continues to swell from the empowering moonlight. Every aspect of the fight was moving in slow time in response to you instinctively compressing your awareness to achieve bullet time. Giving you time to review and plan your next course through simulations.
Judging by how much biting force the vampire was outputting, you had just about an instant or two before she made do with her threat. Although your body was comprised of living clay, it still operated like flesh and blood. While exceptionally durable and robust, you weren’t sure if it has actual invulnerability or regenerative properties. So, losing a good chunk of flesh and bone was not ideal for you, especially if damage to the collarbone impeded the use of a good arm. Therefore, it was obvious that you needed to eject Nocturna before it was too late.
At the same time, you couldn’t be hasty and just rip her from your jugular. The last thing you wanted was to bleed out and die, heck you weren’t sure if you die here would cause your real body elsewhere to die as well. It would be a real damn shame that after everything you went through, you ended up dying again. This was something you’d had to ask the council of Quintessence or at least the Lords that were shepherding your original body later. For now, you didn’t want to risk a potential injury, quite possibly fatal if things go the wrong way. What to do, what to do?
A slew of ideas starts tumbling down as your mind racks for a solution. Punching her with a staggering blow was the first option, but there was the problem of loosening the grapple lock and giving Nocturna a hand. Sure, you could try kicking her, but that opened up for her to counter or dodge and trip you up in the process. The more you thought about your options, the more you were met with harsh, realistic results. This wasn’t something that could be done through brute force alone. And then it hit you upon looking at the moon and recalling their phrase about the night.
If the book and by extension the moon were giving both Nocturna and the Gentleman’s Ghost power. Then surely that power given can be taken by reversing its flow. As someone with a much deeper connection to the grimoire Sefer Raziel Hamalak, it was theoretically possible for you to pull this off. You wouldn’t be able to call yourself the Pagemaster, the mythical Keeper of Books and Guardian of the Written Word if you couldn’t. Granted, you didn’t have the book with you, and yet you still feel a deep affinity tying you together. It was worth a shot.
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>>5496182 >>5492657 >>5492667 >>5492085 “Haaah, haaaaaaah. Haaaah...” You gasp before panting, quickly controlling your breathing while closing your eyes to focus. Deep breaths started to come one after the other, calming your nerves and clearing your mind. Diving deep within yourself you soon went into the zone as you allow yourself to let go. Becoming immersed with the same energy source around you, doing your best to draw out whatever dormant power correlating with the Sefer Raziel Hamalak and yourself.
Slowly but surely, you manage to tap into that singular link, drawing directly from the flow much like a Ley line's conduct circuit. On a dime, you suddenly reverse the flow between the tome and the two supervillains. Essentially reverse engineering the magical properties that morphed them into what they are currently. All the while bolstering yourself as a magical hotbed and lightning rod for that supernaturally arcane source to flow into you. In one sudden move, you begin to disrupt the once nascent yet immaculate power surging from Nocturna and Gentleman’s Ghost.
At the same time, Nocturna was beginning to implement her method for victory. Despite being unable to break out of your hold, the fact she was able to bite you was a blessing in itself. Through her vampiric ability, she was capable of invoking a form of hypnosis that completely changes a person’s behavior to the point of dominantly controlling them. While it couldn’t make her prey do anything they wouldn’t do otherwise or weren’t capable of, it was still a formidable ability as a psychic empath. Couple with her Psychokinesis, her mind-altering tactics were all but assured thanks to her threat.
Just as she was prepared to strike, a sudden pulse surged from her body. Hitting the alabaster-skinned vampire with a sharp, throbbing pain. It was enough to throw off her mental game, causing Nocturna to gasp before loosening her teeth. “What the...” Nocturna muttered, starting to feel rather drained as her precious energy was seeping out of her body. From the purplish aura now swirling around your body, the vampire soon put two and two together. “What have you done to me?!”
“Just taking back what wasn’t rightfully yours.” You bark, tightening your grip on Nocturna’s hands and tensing your trap muscles to keep Nocturna from reeling back. Gradually upping the intensity of your siphoning as you grow more accustomed to this method.
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>>5496185 Of course, this was only the beginning of your goal as you were far from done. You weren’t just going for just the arcane energy that bestows upon them their heightened powers. No, you set your sights on putting a damper on their lunar and shadowy empowerment as well. Utilizing both the Heart of Darkness and the Negative Gemstone of Darkworld that comprises your brooch was no easy feat. Even attempting it in tandem with the esoteric energy from the Grimoire didn’t make it easier. That said, your reach was now extending to the very night itself as you power through.
As a result of this, the Gentleman Ghost found himself suddenly dropping back down onto the ground. As if the laws of gravity were now forcibly applying to him once again. “What?! This can’t be!”
Truthfully it was an otherworldly experience for you as you feel the nascent yet imperium power flowing into you. It was just like the first time you evoked the power of the divine spark that resonated within you. Giving birth to the superpowered divinity that is Plethora, and once again upon awakening the Lion of Judah to transform into your beastly demihuman form. This was no different as you continue to take in and deluge yourself with that primordial essence of both the arcane and divine. Achieving it through the conduit of the night. Feeling your entire being starting to imprint with the nocturnal forces.
With each passing second, Nocturna would feel herself losing more strength as she gradually was becoming feeble. While it was clear that you couldn’t reverse the transformation that has partaken with the Vampire and specter. You at the very least could take away the respective element that empowered them to such an extent. Of course, the process of doing so was not an easy one, especially without having the grimoire with you. As such you were playing a hefty gamble, even with both the Heart of Darkness and the Gemstone of Darkworld assisting you. A gamble you were willing to put your all into.
Sensing the severity of the situation, Nocturna began thrashing and whaling against you. Using her legs to bombard you with a flurry of kicks while trying to break her hands and teeth free. “Let go.” She kept repeating, getting more frantic and desperate by the second.
To which you adamantly refused, choosing to continue holding Nocturna in place with brute strength while exerting pressure on Gentleman Ghost to keep him in place. The arcane essence that would normally be beneficial to him was acting as a serious detriment. Keeping the specter from simply teleporting away or phasing through the floorboard and debris. This was due to your powerful resonance as the super dense gravitational pressure would just manifest again before he could rebound. It was inconceivable to him that he would meet such a person who could disrupt his entire being and turn his source of power against him.
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>>5496186 As for Nocturna more and more she would continue lashing out at you to break out of the hold. Like with Gentleman’s Ghost, you were disrupting her physiology with your magical siphoning. So aside from bulking up further, she wasn’t able to fully morph her form, much less turn it into an intangible matter like mist. Outside of that, her superhuman physical attributes were the only thing left, so it was unfortunate that it wasn’t making much ground either. Each blow was weathered and dispersed upon receiving, reducing the effectiveness of physical blows by absorbing the shocks, force, and kinetic energy.
More and more Nocturna would see the futility in her attacks as the collisions as well as momentum was losing steam. And yet she knew that she couldn’t stop, not if she wanted any hope of getting out of this. Otherwise, she would find herself giving into the lethargy and be worse off than she was right now. The same could be said for Gentleman’s Ghost, which only worsens due to being comprised of arcane energy on top of the necroplasm. If this was a life-draining power it wouldn’t be effective, but since this was attacking the magical source directly, it was another story.
On the other end, you were feeling yourself become empowered as you kept forwarding the flow of arcane and nocturnal energies into yourself. It was just like when you were under the sun’s rays, you felt an exhilarating rush currently reinvigorating you. Energizing you with a newfound strength that stimulated the body and rouses the beastly elements that embodied the sleeping lion back into the forefront. It was truly otherworldly as it left you speechless, and yet it felt natural to you. As if you were merely taking back what was rightfully yours, and it felt so good to do so. Almost intoxicating even.
“Don’t underestimate us” Both said in union before invoking a powerful mental attack against you. Nocturna was using a mixture of Psychokinesis and Hypnosis for mind control. While Gentleman’s Ghost opted to utilize his ghostly powers to influence the spiritual side via remote possession for his variant. Resulting in a powerful surge of mental and spiritual energy invading your mind and soul as sharp, throbbing pains hit your psyche and cause white lighting to jettison from your body. Giving Nocturna the chance to finally break from your hold and back away.
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>>5496190 Getting a mental and spiritual pincer attack was not something you had planned for. Thus, you soon found yourself losing all sense of yourself from this onslaught of cognitive dissonance. Everything was slowly going black for you as your heightened senses were overloading from the invasion. It was enough to drive you into a frenzy from the intense pain you were feeling. Because of that moment of intoxication, you were left rather defenseless against their assault. Leaving you to succumb to its effects as your mind drifts into the darkness. In its place, however, something quickly surges to the surface to act as a fail-safe and secondary defense system.
“Right, that should take care of this ruffian. Now then, if you excuse me, I have a grimoire to get back.” The Gentleman Ghost spoke, rubbing his shoulder and twisting his neck to get him back in order.
“I’m counting on you, I’ll stay here and keep her from acting-” Before Nocturna could finish, a swift clothesline sends the recovering Vampire flying into a well-placed column and through to a wall. The devastating force was enough to cause you to violently cough up blood as she came tumbling down.
“Noctura!” Gentleman Ghost shouts, generally taken aback by a such ferocious display of brute force. Before he could discern where the attack came from, it was already too late as you quickly closed the distance from him. The only thing that he would hear before you violently grabs him by the head was a single phrase. “Me am She-Woman, here me roar!”
Having now grabbed the specter, you begin to slam him left and right through the floor. Forcibly inducing corporealization upon him despite his current weakened state. The only thing that was keeping him going was the immortality that was bestowed upon him by Asteroth. Normally that would b a benefit even with a physical form given its remarkable durability and healing rate. However, in this instance, it only made him the perfect punching back for a hulking berserker currently in a frenzy. More and more it seemed like this wasn’t going to be his night.
Although he was able to break the curse of Hawkman through both Asteroth and the Grimoire, thus ensuring his prophetized revival. Gaining even more power and a much stronger affinity to the moon itself. It currently didn’t do him any favor in this fight, any chance he would try to use his powers was forcibly smacked down by your onslaught. Leaving him to rely entirely on his immortality as it meant he couldn’t be killed. But that wouldn’t be any better as he comes to realize. No matter how invulnerable or how potent his regeneration was, you were overpowering it through sheer brute force and destructive power.
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>>5496193 By the time the rubberhose thrashing came to an end, James Craddock was essentially knocked out cold. Holding the currently corporealized specter in hand, you merely grunted before tossing him against the wall like a bug. “Punny Englishman...” You mutter, slowly turning your frenzy eyes towards Nocturna.
Currently, you stood as a towering juggernaut of eight to ten feet, boasting an even more well-endowed and empowered physique. Silvery white hair turned into onyx black, now radiating with a nocturnal silky glow. Their ears elongated to that of an elf’s, eyes turned crimson with a black sclera, and the lioness traits gave way to a more harpy appearance. Although traces of that lioness element remained despite this. Even your ancient champion armor saw change as it was now emboldened with the design of an eagle or in this case a griffin. The Guardian Cherub of the Gods.
Nocturna who was battered and bruised couldn’t believe what she was seeing. No longer was she nor Gentleman’s Ghost drained any further, but the divine arcana that had empowered them was all but gone. Leaving them with just the alteration from their transformation and the magical essence from Gotham’s magical hotbed. Not that this would help the vampire as she was on her last leg. Now staring at the monster she ended up creating as you start to ready yourself to pounce at her. Leaving her just enough to let the fear sink in but not enough before regret could overtake her.
With a single hop, you slung yourself at Nocturna, tackling them with tremendous force as you bounce around the curches walls. Each collision was met with a powerful blow, typically a punch with some kicks thrown in for good measure. Upon connecting, Nocturna would be flung further from you to repeat the process once again. For all of her musclebound might and psychic power, it would do her no good in disrupting your blitzkrieg. Like with Gothika, Nocturna and by extension Gentleman Ghost found themselves getting thrashed by your lightning-fast movement and earth-shattering blows.
Unlike Gentleman Ghost Nocturna was only biologically immortal, so the threat of death was right around the corner for her. However, she did generally have a high level of resistance and endurance in addition to the empowerment of the night. But like the specter, this only made her a fitting punching bag as you lay down the smackdown on them. The only thing that kept your beastly state from actually murdering them was your humanity. Tempering your monstrously herculean strength and explosively ferociously as you gradually return to your senses. Unfortunately, take out your pent-up frustrations on them until you reached that point.
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>>5496196 By the time you come to your senses, you would currently find yourself sitting against a flight of stars outside the church. Your body was still transformed in your newly acquired Griffin Mode. Though it lacked the same sort of intensity or ferocity that you displayed in your unconscious state. It was mostly powered down as you weren’t displaying any of the beastly traits associated with either this or the Lion of Judah state prior. The only indication of the cherubim known as the Griffin of Christ was the wing-like symbol now perched around the sides of your brooch.
That said, it was now main painfully clear that mental assaults, be they psychic, spiritual or some other otherworldy venue were not your forte. In retrospect, it made sense that you would have trouble with such forces due to still being a fledgling. That’s not to say that you didn’t have a strong will or mental fortitude. Just compared to say Robin it was far less indomitable and unwavering. This is understandable, you lived a mostly mundane life, and only through this journey did you experience how big the outside world is. Still, you knew that you were going to have to fix that one of these days.
For now, your glazed eyes momentarily broke from their dazed, hazy state to look around to take stock of your surroundings. To which you were met with a familiar sight, it was none other than Dick Grayson aka Robin. From the inaudible sounds you could previously hear, it sounds like the Boy Wonder was talking to someone. You presume it was Child since she was the only other person around. Upon clearing your senses you were mostly right.
“Hey, looks like you’re finally coming around.” Robin smiles.
“Sorry, was I out long?” You reply, cracking a smile of your own.
“A few hours at most, from what Child said it sound like you were going to be out for way longer,” Robin mentions, helping you up as you soon were sitting properly. Afterward, Robin pulled something out of his compartment cape and your eyes soon lid up. “I believe that this belongs to you.”
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>>5500115 Your eyes couldn’t believe it, it almost felt like it was a dream. At long last, you finally have re-acquired your family heirloom, the Sefer Raziel HaMalakh. The primary reason why you left your nest of Jump City (Fusion of San Fransico and Boston), California. Here it was right within your arm’s reach with no strings attached. Again, it was too good to be accurate, especially with what you went through to get to this point. On reflex, you quickly pinched your cheeks, quite possibly to the point that it was making your face red. But as you were bombarded with pain, it only cemented that this was reality. Nothing more.
Feeling yourself overcome with glee, you quickly took the book and start to hug it as you hummed ardor. “I’ve finally got it back. Thanks so much for retrieving it.”
“No problem, it was the least I could do while you tangled with those two,” Robin remarks, taking note of your raven-haired appearance. “Don’t need to ask how well it went.”
“It’s kind of a blur. I know I kicked their butts and stopped their plans. But everything in between from point a to b is rather fuzzy to me.” You ponder, blanking out as you rub your temple trying to remember what happened during your transformation. “Anyway, what happened to you while I was taking care of Tweedledum and Tweedledee?”
“It’s nothing, I ended up running into Doctor Gotham, or rather some sort of Tupla or thought-form based on the megalomaniac. It was really hard to say since his form was all shadowy, ethereal, and ephemeral. Luckly my equipment, especially my trusty bo staff was made of this cold/thunderbolt iron material. Letting me disrupt and nullify his magic and attack him like any other. Even with that, he was a rather tricky enemy, and thus it was a pretty hard-fought fight.” Robin explains, brushing his scruffs to the side to show that he is fine. Though you are still worried about it.
“Wow. So that old fart did show up huh?” You ask upon showing genuine shock at the reveal. “Let me guess, he wanted retaliation for what Child did to his precious corrupting influence.”
Nodding at your guess, Robin continued as he soon points at the grimoire. “He wanted your book to restore him to his prime. He was acting as the big shot of the operation but he cut a deal with the league of assassins to get to the Lazarus Pit. Being entombed for centuries ended up weakening his constitution, hence why his form was so unnatural like Gentleman’s Ghost.”
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>>5500116 “Yeah, that sounds like what I’d expect.” You nod, taking note of this before turning your eyes straight to Child. “Where were you while this was happening? I thought you were supposed to have our back against any outside interference.” Before you could say anything more, Child merely reaches into her pocket before gradually pulling what appears to be a big ball of supernatural energies. Being around it gave you and Robin the vision of seeing an immense bat-like spirit within the sphere.
“What is that? Dr. Gotham’s restless spirit?” You questioned, slowly backing away from the dark force exuding from the black sphere.
“Gothodaemon actually, a perversion of an Agathodaemon or in this case Eudaemon. Personally, I would say among Cacodaemons it's exceptionally potent. It is also the true embodiment of the darkness and negativity that plague this city. If Doctor Gotham was the mind/blood, then Gothodaemon was the body/flesh, and Barbados was the soul/bone, as well as serving as the glue holding it together. A sort of Triumvirate inspired by the Unholy Trinity (The Scarlet Dragon[The Devil], The Beast of the Sea[The Antichrist], and the Beast of the Earth [The False Prophet]), and Satanic Triumvirate (Lucifer, Beelzebub, and Azazel).” Child explains.
“Unlike you who was mostly content with getting your book back, I was sleuthing the true antagonist in between drawing Barbathos out. Truth be told we’re giving Doctor Gotham too much credit when Asteroth was the one backing him up. He was also the same one who gave Gentleman Ghost his immortality provided after he used the book to break the curse of Hawkman on him. Nocturna seems to be operating on the same playing field but I’m not exactly sure her boss and benefactor are Asteroth specifically.”As Child continued her explanation, a dark presence would soon fall upon the three of you. It was dense and heavy, almost suffocating as it envelops the entire area. But before you could move an inch, the presence quickly disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
Sensing that something was wrong, you tried to force yourself back on your feet to check the church. But you were suddenly stopped by Child who held you by the shoulders, giving you a stern look.
“It’s already too late. Gentleman Ghost has been both banished and whisked away by Asteroth upon this blunder. As for Nocturna, or rather the one who is known as Natalia Knight. She’s been sent back to whence she came as well. Though in her case she ended up biting more than she came for.”
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>>5500118 “What do you mean by that?”Robin asks.
“Although it wasn’t intended, she did manage to drink Plethora’s divine blood in the chaotic onslaught. Of course, she was beaten half to death before obtaining it, but between that and the constant flux resonating from both the Heart of Darkness and the Negative Gemstone of Darkworld. It may have granted more of a blessing than even you intended via Hysterema. Smart move trying to forcibly extract what the grimoire gave them, but you were far too hasty and reckless. After all, it’s a two-way street and you may have made a powerful enemy in the future. Perhaps even the next sire of the vampires now that Cain is currently inactive.” Child once again explained.
“That’s said, let’s not take away from your achievements, such as being the successor of the sunless sea. Darkworld, the Abyss, or in your language Tehom, the Great Darkness, has many names, but they are all cognate with the same nexus singularity. A focal point if you will. The watery chaos that all things stem from, be it originating from space, the nether abyss, or infinite darkness. All of it connect and intertwine, thus serving as a melding pot for magic under your fingertips through means such as Numerology/Arithmancy, Gematria, Isopsephy, and English Qaballa. But we’ll discuss more on your magic lesson another time.”Child says, this time moving her hand against your chest.
“As promised, here is your reward. But before you could take it, I believe you need a little chat with your familiar. I’m sure they, alongside your best friend, have something important to talk about. Since after all, it should be clear from the bones of Barbados as well as the gothodaemon that they’re coming from the same source.” Before you could ask to elaborate, you would feel an immense essence soon flow into you. It hit you from two points but both the components of Barbatos and Gothodaemon were meticulously instilled into you.
In response to this, you would feel an entire shadow start to envelop you. You were threatening to engulf you in infinite darkness as it began to cocoon you. There wasn’t enough time to respond, and even if there was, you felt a paralyzing pulse forcibly shutting down your body. Numbing your senses and rendering your body cold as your eyes become dim and lifeless. The only thing you would see was Robin and Child as they backed away from you. Giving you just enough time to hear their last words before you were swallowed up by the infinite void of the abyss.
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>>5500121 “Don’t worry about the Boy Wonder or Your original body. They’re both be back at Jump City when you come back. We got lots to talk about for this pact, among other important things. So relax, and enjoy your next adventure, it’ll be an out-of-this-world encounter I’m sure.” Holding on to your Grimoire, Child merely smiles with her eyes glowing crimson with glee. “Don’t worry about this either, I’m keeping hold of this as your lifeline back to this world once you straightened out your business. “
With that, you would only hear ancient words echoing inside of you before everything went black.
“Unlocking the Kodesh Zunoro (Holy Girdle), forwarding power into the Vambrace, Pauldron, and Greaves. Choshen Mishpat (Breastplate of Judgement) has also been awakened. Proceeding with unleashing the Kokhav David (Star of David) and summoning more Pleroma from the source to counteract the constant flux of the Hysterema. Recalibrating the Lion of Judah with the Eagle of Christ/Zeus to rebirth the Griffin of the Demigure. Prevention of the Leviathan’s awakening is a top priority. I repeat, the Leviathan must not be awakened while the threat of Therion supersedes Livyatan’s will. We must not let the Scarlet Woman come to fruition. Not again..."
End of Chapter 0.
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>>5500122 So because I discovered this character moments after making the post and how she fits perfectly with the overarching story. I'm going to change some things. The true mastermind who acquired your book from Dr. Light is Jeannette The White Banshee (Strongly related to Silver Banshee). The longtime partner of the Savage Family (Scandal and Vandal). After acquiring what she needed from it, she coaxed Gentleman Ghost into further testing the Grimoire's power and paying their keep to the Gotham Triumvirate. Which led to him going to Gotham with the book, meeting up with Asteroth again, and establishing an alliance with Nocturna and
by extension the real Lilith. . Barbatos was still drawn into this rewritten reality due to being an avatar of the Great Darkness. This explains the usurpation of the original placement for Gothika as Asteroth is a crime lord banished from hell due to his uprising. As well as Gothodaemon's appearance. The original name Astaroth and its archons alongside Asherah's Aeons still permeated within you. Mixing them all together is what led to the Leviathan resurgence as part of Child's boom.
As for who guided Jeanette to your death in the original world AND this rewrite is a secret, but is deeply tied to Master Therion.
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