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 Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 7:28 am
Elvira didn’t want much when she was patrolling. She didn’t ever really want more than to help people and assist with whatever she could, and what she really wanted…was everyone to just be happy. Oh, and she didn’t want to have her starseed ripped out again, because that had been way too scary and if it never happened again, it would be too soon.
So when Elvira ran into the senshi with the pink hair, covered in flowers. Flowers! She decided to trust her eyes, and not her much more reliable senshi sense…which was clearly shouting at her that this was not a good person to run up to and say hello. But of course, being ever the optimist, that is exactly what she did.
“Hi! I’m Sailor Elvira! It’s nice to meet you! You’re so pretty! I love all of your flowers!” She was a few feet away from him before she stopped, finally realizing that maybe something wasn’t quite right. “Oh…”
Well…he had a lot of pink on his outfit…but also a lot of back..and black was bad and…
“…Oh…” Slowly, the super senshi took a step away, her smile faltering slightly.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 8:05 am
When Haumea had first sensed a White Moon senshi nearby, he'd expected to have to chase it down. Perhaps do a bit of stalking. And here is... no, she was, running up to him like a long lost friend and burbling compliments.
How very pleasant.
Even more pleasant was the look on her face as she realized he was not, in fact, anyone's long lost friend. Taking advantage of her seeming confusion, the tall corrupted senshi surged forward and seized the girl by the throat, intending to lift her just enough to be able to shake some terror into her soul.
"Well hello, Sailor Elvira. Thank you for the kind words, I love my flowers as well."
Pausing for a moment to study her, Haumea smiled slowly, eyes glimmering with predatory glee.
"Aren't you a pretty little thing. Perhaps I'll take you home with me. Metallia is always pleased to welcome new converts..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 9:30 am
Elvira knew she was in trouble, and when she was lifted up by her neck she really knew she was in trouble. For a moment, the purple eyed senshi was frozen in fright, limp and unable to do more than stare at the corrupted senshi as he held her. Though, when he mentioned taking her back, that…that someone was pleased o welcome new converts…
Tears filled Elvira’s eyes and she reached up, trying to get the hand away from her throat, kicking her legs, frantic to get away. “N-no! Let me go! Let me go!”
Why hadn’t she paid more attention? Why had she just…but…he was covered in flowers and he looked so pretty…how could he be this…awful…?
“I don’t want to go anywhere! P-put me down!” This was not someone she should be messing with…and all of the fear she had been trying to chase away after the one awful lady came back, nearly crushing the poor girl.
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 11:22 am
Shaking his head slightly, Haumea smiled, finding himself enjoying Elvira's tears and struggles. Ah, the little ones simply didn't know what was good for them. He'd make sure this one learned.
"No, I think not," he began to speak when one of her flailing, kicking legs caught him directly in the knee. Hissing him pain, he stumbled and in doing so lost his grip on the little senshi, dropping her unceremoniously to the ground.
Crouching and clutching at his knee, he glared at Elvira, determined now to bring her in. If only so he had something to pay for the pain blossoming in his knee as he tried to stand.
"You will pay for that, little senshi."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2017 11:20 am
One moment, she was struggling with all her might against this awful senshi…and the next she was on the ground.
He dropped her. He…dropped her!
Quickly, Elivra half scrambled, half scuttled backwards, managing to get to her feet, clasping her hands together, she murmured, “Elvira Garland.” And flung the attack at Haumea. It had worked in her fight against that other evil senshi…she had even hugged her and been super nice about everything afterwards so…so maybe it would make this guy nice too…
Somehow she doubted that it would make him as nice as she had ended up…
Why were the really bad people so pretty? That wasn’t fair and it was confusing and…
And it made her so sad. “I…I don’t really want to pay for anything…I had just wanted…t-to be your friend…”DaisyMilk Sailor Elvira holds her hands together and says the name of her attack, then spreads the hands apart in a circle formation, creating a long garland of energy poinsettias. She flings these at an opponent and if they hit the/a target, the/a target will suddenly appear to be wearing a garland of the energy poinsettias around their shoulders and a feeling of happiness will overtake them, lasting forty seconds. The attack can be used three times per battle.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 7:18 am
Biting back a startled oath as Elvira used her magic against him, Haumea jumped as a strange garland of poisettias settled about his shoulders. For a brief moment, he was ready to break the whimpering little fool's neck when a feeling of deep happiness calmed the anger.
No, he's not kill her. That would be a waste. He'd bring her to Metallia and the Goddess would be so pleased with his offering. He could make Her proud of him. As the thought bloomed, the happiness caused by the garland seemed to increase as well. Smiling beatifically, Haumea snapped his fingers and whispered, "Plumeria Sweet Tang."
As the petals settled in his hand, he tossed them into the breeze, still smiling and basking in happiness.
"Oh, we'll be friends, little one," he said. "We are all together within the greatness that is Metallia. We will be family."
He waited a moment for his magic's lure to bring her closer and then lunged, intent on seizing her and teleporting them both back to the Dark Kingdom. She'd brought him such a feeling of contentment, he would return the favor by giving her the greatest gift imaginable. The freeing touch of Chaos.
Orangeish Sherbert Haumea is wreathed in Plumeria scent, however, this time he is able to perform twice per battle with each instance lasting about 30 seconds. Now, instead of just the lure, Haumea is also able to produce a very small group of plumeria petals which are poisonous. If a petal lands upon the skin, it has a caustic effect and will cause skin irritation (ie. rashes, tiny blisters, etc.). If a petal should somehow be ingested, however (very unlikely), the one who ingested the petal will start vomiting and feeling dizzy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 8:06 am
For a second, Elvira thought things were going to be okay. For a moment she thought everything was going to be okay, she really did. And then she heard his words…he was attacking her?
But…this wasn’t an attack…was it? It smelled so nice…and she blinked, moving towards him, giving her own smile in return. She even felt herself nodding at his words, but not even bothering to hear what they were…at least…at least for a moment. Elvira paused when she felt a stinging burn on her arm, then another, and another and for a split second, she looked away from Haumea, looking at the flower petals that were burning her skin…
Time seemed to begin to make sense again as the words that he spoke reached her, and she shook her head frantically. “No!”
The senshi turned, wrenching herself away from that sweet scent, and running like hell.
Good god. He was not a friend…not a friend at all.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 8:25 am
So close. She was so close. Haumea smiled as he lunged, his fingers bare inches from her skin as she roused herself and jerked away. Not wanting to lose this prize, the tall corrupt senshi tried to give chase as she turned to run, only to have his injured knee buckle under him. As he fell to the ground, knocking the breath from his lungs, he reached out in a futile effort to seize Elvira before she was gone.
Too late. He felt the effects of her magic lift from him as he forced air back into his lungs. Dammit. He lay on the cold ground for a moment longer, eyes closed as he cursed himself for being too slow. Then, from where he lay, he teleported himself back to the Dark Kingdom. He needed his knee to be treated. As he vanished, he stared off in the direction Elvira had run, promising himself that the next time he met her, the outcome would be very different.
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