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Negaverse officers, youma/half-youma, Chaos senshi and cats who interact with the obelisk find it ripples oddly and becomes covered in black obsidian. Staying within the obelisk’s immediate area results in the monument draining energy from the Negaverse character at a slow and steady rate. Chaos senshi’s magic is simply absorbed into the monument if the senshi chooses to attack it magically.

If struck with a weapon, the weapon seems to adhere to the surface of the obelisk, but returns to the wielder via teleportation (or boomerang effect, or it could just drop off the surface! Whichever you choose) if they leave the immediate area. The obelisk returns to stone when left alone. Negaverse tablets and other communication devices act strangely while in the presence of the obelisk. Teleportation is less precise. Cats cannot perform upgrades or produce items. Human and senshi form is impossible to assume for Mauvians.

For Example: Captain Badass approached the monument and finds it’s suddenly become covered in obsidian. This makes him angry, so he wields his waffle-iron-mace against the surface of the stone and it becomes stuck. This makes him angrier. No matter how hard he pulls, his beloved waffle-iron-mace remains stuck. When he moves about 30 feet away from the obelisk, the mace drops to the ground, freed. He approaches again and the surface still changes, but the weapon remains on the ground. Wafflelujah!

((Set a few days before the start of this event))
((Word count: 1563))

She had her night all planned out. She was going to check out a new DJ at a club she had been to a few time, drain some energy from a drunk hunk, maybe hop over to a nearby bar as a civilian and enjoy some attention all before going home and getting her work done. Her blog needed updating and she had a few articles that needed going over. But that never happened. As she got closer to the club she was going to, to review for her blog, Strengite shivered. There was something wrong, something off about the whole area. No sounds of life. No doors opening and closing, tv’s blaring from inside houses, cars passing, dogs barking, or even rats squeaking from the darkness. No sound, no life, just a heavy, oppressive aura that seemed to swirl around the entire area. Doing her best to shrug off the strange atmosphere the busty negaverser made her way towards the club only to find that it was closed for remodeling.

Now this wouldn’t have been very strange by it self but she knew for a fact that the whole place had just gone through a minor remodel so why would they close to do more? A closer inspection of the entire area showed that the club wasn’t the only one closed unexpectedly. The day shops, the stores open during normal business hours, were all shuttered like normal but were sporting signs like ‘remodeling’ or other normal reasons. The construction projects were abandoned, the homes, what few there were, were dark and empty, and the business offices were cold and lifeless. One could argue that it was late at night, most of those places would be empty but there was just a feel to them. A aura of abandonment that practically shouted to the world there were no living creature within their walls day or night. That and the aura of fear, anxiety, and aversion that was felt with every breath made the whole place feel haunted. It was downright creepy. Even her heels clicked hollowly on the sidewalk!

Curious and squishing her growing fear under the mental heel of ‘Your a ******** adult! Act like one!’ the lieutenant decided to cut across the park to see if the stores, and the bar she wanted to visit earlier, were just like the club and the surrounding houses, empty. She was probably around half way through the park and had just rounded a bush that had been blocking her view, the fearsome aura getting stronger as she went, when she came to a complete standstill. There standing in front of her was a obelisk. A large pale phallus shape spearing into the night sky. A giant stone monument that hadn’t been there a few months ago when she had last visited. Yes it was possible that it had been erected since then but who in their right minds would build a monument that was ten stories tall and took up a good half a block at its base! And in such a small park too! Someone would have lost their jobs if they even suggested it let alone actually built it! It was asinine! It was stupid! It made no ******** sense whatsoever! Why would they build this at all?

And to make matters even worse was whoever designed it really ******** up the lighting because instead of softly illuminating the likely white or beige stone of the obelisk they made it so it looked like it was shining with an eerie gray glow. Who would do that? How would they even do that? It was confusing and annoying and raised the hair on the back of her neck. If Strengite was a cat she would have been hissing and arching her back that's how freaked out she was at the moment. The unease she had felt at the club had steadily climbed the further she traversed the park and now standing in front of this behemoth monument to human stupidity, who else would have built this but an a*****e?, her ‘weird as s**t’ meter was freaking out. A mental meter that rapidly spiked as the eerie gray glow turned black!

WHAT IN THE LIVING HELL?

Trying to make sense of what she had just witnessed Strengite backed away from the monument, she had drifted closer earlier and had even absently brushed her fingertips against the stone, but was rapidly regretting that little action. She had been looking for any markings or even a plaque but found nothing to indicate why the obelisk had been erected here. The stone had been cool under her fingers, it was expected honestly since it was still early spring, but there wasn’t anything else abnormal about it besides the glow. But when the stone seemed to ripple and shift to black there was no way to ignore the knowledge that this thing was not man made. It was magical in some way shape or form thats for damn sure. It wasn’t like a stone monument could just change what it was made of normally! This wasn't some obscure modern art installation. Could the aura of fear and anxiety be coming from this stone monument? Why? What would be the point of it? Granted what was the point of the obelisk to begin with… why did it turn black? Why was this whole thing here and who the hell put it there?

Strengite summoned her weapon, a rather useless plastic fly swatter, and cautiously approached the obelisk again. She felt the need to at least check it out. The black obsidian obelisk seemed to shine slightly in the moonlight, seemingly taunting her over her rather scaredy cat approach… one slow step at a time as the fear and aversion rolled down her back in waves. Still leery of the device, what else could it be but some kind of ******** up device?, she came to a stop a weapons length away and reached out with the swatter to gently poke at the black stone. The weapon’s tip bent slightly, as expected since it was plastic, but when she tried to draw the swatter back the lieutenant found that she couldn’t. It had become stuck to the stone like Brer Rabbit and the Tar Baby or like a fly to one of those sticky flystrips that people hang up. Silver eyes glared at the stone as she tugged at the wire handle of her weapon, as it even bent slightly under her grip, but the fly swatter wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. It was super glued to the stone. Fused to it. After a rather fruitless tug-of-war between the nega officer and the hunk of magical stone Strengite gave up with a huff. She let the handle of the swatter go with a hiss of annoyance and watched as the slightly mangeld, heaver handle arched down until the end was touching the stone as well. The plastic of the swatter had just enough give to let the wire fall but not enough to have the whole weapon lay flat and now it looked like some DIY handle for a nonexistent door. It was ******** strange that's for sure. It was just one more strange thing in a night of strange things. More amusing than frightening really.

Just for shits and giggles Strengite tried to ‘open’ the ‘door’ by tugging on her weapon/handle. Surprise, surprise, nothing happened. The curvy lieutenant couldn’t help but snicker at her own thoughts and let go of the now useless weapon, the fear that was still swarming her fighting with the mental amusement of the whole situation. It wasn’t like she had really used it anyway so what did it hurt to leave it stuck here like some messed up graffiti? None whatsoever, other than the fact that her ‘bosses’ might be miffed at her losing her weapon. At which point they could try to get it back. A quick check even proved that the stone wasn’t sticky, it was glossy and just as cool as it had been before it turned black so what ever was holding on to her weapon it was not something she wanted to tangle with anymore. “Whatever. Enjoy it, It’s not like its much use anyway.” The lieutenant huffed before starting to stomp away, more tired then she should have been after the little ‘game’ of tug, only to stop when she heard a clatter behind her. Turning around revealed her weapon on the ground as if she had just tossed it there carelessly. “Well hell! Here I thought I could get something cooler.” No longer able to justify leaving the stupid thing behind so with a casual flick of her wrist she summoned the swatter back before she absently swished it through the air, listening to it whistle as it moved. “You,” She pointed at the monument with the weapon, “Have ruined my night and you can't even decide what color you want to be! Make up your mind!”

It hadn’t escaped her notice that once again the monument was that strange glowy gray when she turned around to see her weapon mysteriously released by the black stone. Magic, definitely magic. Hella above her paygrade. She needed to let Beni know about the giant stone d**k and see what he said.