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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 5:12 pm
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Guinevere was determined to keep going. She'd had so many setbacks recently as a Senshi, but she needed to prove herself. She needed to be like Tristan, earn her wings, be good and valuable for the Negaverse.
Oh, she was so desperate to be good and valuable.
So when she felt an Order aura, one that was weaker than her, she grinned. And stormed off toward it.
Without an ounce of hesitation, as soon as she saw white bodice, she blew a little, magical kiss.
"Tormenting Obsession!"
Quote: Guinevere speaks the name of her attack, and blows a kiss. A little broken heart made of pink smoke appears on the edge of her fingers, and then bursts, filling the air around her with sweet-smelling pink fog. The fog extends to a twelve-foot radius around her, and everyone in the fog except for Guinevere finds that suddenly, they are extremely obsessed with something--a person, a place, a plot hole in their favorite TV show, it can be anything--and they are convinced that the first other person in the fog they see has it, can give it to them, and they must fight for it. It is possible to resist the urge, especially if a character is higher ranked than Guinevere, but fighting it will result in the fog becoming choking, and characters may feel lightheaded and unable to breathe. These effects last for 35 seconds. Guinevere can use this attack twice per battle.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2023 10:09 pm
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Demeter flew back, staggering and hitting the ground. Shoot! No, she couldn't give up now, not when she was so close to saving Lete—this stupid, awful girl was hiding bun somewhere, and Demeter could not, would not, allow Lete to come to harm. She didn't care about Chaos infighting crap, she only cared about Lete.
So she kicked out viciously, aiming for Guinevere's ankles. "Let! Bun! Go!" she snarled, rolling to get up immediately after.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2023 8:10 am
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Guinevere twirled and bounced, after her kick connected and her enemy went down. Oh, this was the best part—the part where she got to go for the kill, to strike her enemy and end this little dance. She was a predator on the hunt, and she had her prey in her sights.
And then, her prey had a realization.
And Guinevere stopped.
“….Oh, honey, are you just figuring that out? Because yeah, it’s not very heterosexual of you to get all obsessed with some pretty person like you just did. So obsessed you get violent over it.” She poked her cheek with a finger, sighed heavily, and came to a decision.
“Tell you what. I could totally kill you right now, or bring you in to get corrupted. It’d be mega easy, you are completely outclassed. But because that’s so cute, and I want you to have a chance with your cutiepie, I’ll let you walk away. But maybe, if you wanna live long enough to do anything about the big gay revelation you just had, like….don’t go attacking Chaos people who are stronger than you? Because that’s how you get dead, Pumpkin Spice.”
It was stupid. She shouldn’t spare someone for such a ridiculous reason. But….also….who was gonna know, anyway? And she wanted to. That was the important part.
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