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 Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2025 11:22 am
Nymphe was hesitating, conflicted as she felt a surge of Chaotic aura. She knew that what she should do was rush in to check things out. What she wanted to do was hide. Still fresh in her memory was her last encounter with an officer of the Negaverse. Granted, between the exploding pine cones and thick snow, she’d gotten lucky and got away.
But she’d also risked getting shot by a cross bow and setting the woods on fire. Not… exactly an auspicious start to her crime fighting career.
Groaning very softly, the senshi of ambrosia closed her eyes briefly before forcing herself to track the aura. She knew that being a senshi wasn’t easy and it was silly of her to hope otherwise. This was why she was taking classes and training now. She’d be fine. Besides, it probably wasn’t anyone actually doing anything beyond existing.
Bolstering herself thusly, Nymphe followed the aura and hoped that it would either vanish before she could get to it or be a giant nothingburger and she’d be able to laugh and laugh about being paranoid later.
Unfortunately for her hopes, Nymphe found the source of Chaos and felt mildly ill. Then, nearly yakked up her dinner when she saw a figure with what was very clearly a human. And while Nymphe didn’t know a lot. She had been told about this. She was witnessing an energy drain. This wasn’t something she could turn her back on. Looking around frantically, she saw a small-ish rock and bent to scoop it up. She had no clear plan in mind, she just wanted to make what she was seeing stop.
Winding up, she hurled the rock as hard as she could and shouted, “Hey!”
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Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2025 5:12 pm
Usually, she tried to not focus on a single target for too long. Usually, Spectrolite pulled on her long coat and blended herself into regular crowds, siphoning bits and pieces of energy from numerous people to reduce the drain on a singular target.
Plus, if she kept moving all the time, less chance of her running into trouble. In concept.
In practice?
She'd been having a real hit and miss on that track record, lately...
In her one excuse? This guy was drunk, and when Spectrolite, uniform mostly covered by her coat and snug from the cold, made to walk past him... he'd decided nah, she couldn't do that. He'd signed his own fate when he refused to let her go, the petty part of her decided. Wasn't like she was going to take his starseed--hell no! But she'd at least give him a way worse hangover than he'd probably otherwise experience...
The growing orb of energy in her hand gleamed and glittered, and Spectrolite felt a twinge of bile at the back of her throat as she eyed the guy who'd since slumped down against the opposite wall of the alley. She'd tell staff at the nearby bar he'd probably wandered out of about the passed out drunk guy, they'd call him a cab... or the police would come by and pick him up to spend the rest of the night in the drunk tank... it'd be fine--
The rational and excuses didn't do much to ease her unease with the situation. The flare of White Moon energy didn't help. She cursed under her breath, hoping to hurry along the process and get out of there. The last few senshi she'd meet were... nice, enough anyway. Which was... kinda a problem...
"Ow! ******** stumbled as the rock slammed into her shoulder, making her nearly lose the energy she'd been gathering. She sent the chunk away, aware of some returning to the guy who--thankfully--just stayed passed out. Turning her eyes towards the other end of the alley... yep. Senshi. Spectrolite scowled as she rubbed at her arm, summoning the stacking toy that was her uh... weapon. "The hell was that for?" Petty was petty that evening, and she pulled off the smallest plastic ring on the stack and lobbed it back at the senshi with the bright hair. "How'd you like random crap getting thrown at you?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2025 10:43 am
Blinking for half a moment before ducking slightly as a bright plastic ring was lobbed at her head, Nymphe found herself somewhat bemused. The last officer had been armed with a crossbow! This girl just had… a plastic toy? Part of her felt slightly guilty over the rock and wondered if she should try to retrieve the little ring as a gesture of ‘I’m Not a Complete d**k’. She actually caught herself beginning to crouch and paused.
Why was she even considering apologizing to someone who’d just been draining energy? Misplaced guilt over the officer being armed with a toy? Insanity.
Shaking her head, she shouted back, “Well, I wouldn’t have had to throw anything if you hadn't been doing your weird energy drain thing! The last person I met like you threatened me with a crossbow when I hadn’t done anything! Why would I stop to say hi when I didn't know if you’d do the same thing?!?”
Well, okay. Maybe not nothing. She had dumped snow on him. Even so, she felt a crossbow had been an extreme escalation. But now she felt somewhat at a loss. Her magic couldn’t exactly do anything that would impress. Which left… what? More rocks and words? Fists?
Would this turn into a catfight?
The senshi was fairly certain that neither of them would come out looking good if things got that crazy.
“Why can’t you just leave normal people alone?”
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2025 11:52 am
Weird energy drain thing? Spectrolite audibly scoffed, rolling her eyes... least until she heard the senshi mention being threatened with a crossbow. That made Spectrolite's lips press hard in a grim line, still rubbing at her arm even as she looked towards the ground.
The question that came next did make her wince. It was... a very, very valid question, considering a lot of the things the Negaverse did. Much less these days, but...
She couldn't keep herself from glaring though, as she huffed at the senshi. "It's just draining or energy draining, adding the thing part makes you sound like a newbie." Not that Spectrolite was much better with her actual knowledge, but there was a rare moment of smugness for her here that she at least had that more grammatically correct proverbial leg up... and general, basic, basic explanations.
Look. It was a minuscule thing to be on a high horse about, but that just went to how rarely she got such moments. Her little brothers didn't count.
"And what we do is to protect this planet from invading aliens like you senshi, and the Velencians, and..." She waved her hand as if to gesture to more examples, even if she didn't know any off the top of her head. But any pride she stood tall with wilted slightly as she licked her lips, shifting her weight foot to foot in creeping unease. "We... we need energy. Taking energy from people won't hurt them, just make them... tired. It's not like... taking a starseed."
Which was... still something they did...
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2025 8:18 am
For one brief, blinding moment, Nymphe was filled with a sort of rage that would have shocked her family had they been around to see it. She didn’t know what a Velencian was. She didn’t care. But, being told, and rather smugly at that, that the Earth needed protecting from invading aliens like her hit in a way that made her furious.
Launching herself at the officer, fist pulled back, Nymphe shouted, “I was born here, fokking heimsk stelpa!• My entire fokking family was born here!”
Even listening to the officer’s attempts at sounding Good and Rational made her angry. Swinging her balled up fist, she aimed for the other girl’s stupid, smug face, wanting nothing more than to pop her right in the nose.
“How dare you act like I am the problem when your side let's monsters out to hurt innocent people,” she hissed, accent thickening in her agitation. “Taking energy is not like taking the five finger discount on a chocolate! You are stealing bits of people and you have the fokking eistu• to tell me I am the bad guy?”
If she could only get in one good hit, Nymphe thought, she could die happily. The other girl could beat her bloody so long as she got in one good shot. It would be worth it to have her own much higher horse, even for a moment.
”Kaefaux” • Icelandic for ******** stupid girl / ******** balls (thank you, now i know some icelandic curses 8D)
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Posted: Mon Jan 27, 2025 3:26 pm
There wasn't much question what the general context of the foreign language was. Or at least, Spectrolite could take a broad guess. She felt her stomach drop when the woman lunged at her, yelping as she tried to stumble back.
She did have some training at least, when it came to fighting. She brought her forearms up, taking the strong blow from the fist to her arm and wincing at the rattling pain radiating from the contact. Spectrolite brought her leg up in an attempt to sweep the senshi's feet, trying to ignore how much her arm freaking hurt.
"You get your stupid powers from out there, dumbass! Doesn't matter if you were born here!"
At least, that was what she'd heard. How true it was, she'd no idea.
"Unless you're actually going to protect Earth from being invaded, you shouldn't be here!" Wasn't that how it went? If senshi joined them, they were at least using their power for good, protecting the Earth from other invaders. They could pledge themselves to Metallia, and they'd be helping them fight to keep everything safe.
She ignored the nagging thoughts on how weird that was, and why were they fighting if they were all going for the same goal, and and and--
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Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2025 9:50 am
The string of Icelandic swears that poured from her lips as she felt her leg get kicked out from under her should have turned the air a brilliant, neon blue. Though whether she was cursing the girl, the situation or both was up for debate. Still, she managed to keep her wits about her long enough to clamp her hand over the girl’s wrist and pull, twisting and hissing to get into a stronger position in order to keep raining punches down.
“No one is invading Earth, fokking fífl•! Do you see the ships with the lasers in the sky? The alien armies marching across the land to seize the cities and eat the politicians?”
Overcome for a moment, Nymphe reached out, intending to grasp the officer’s collar and shake furiously. And if the officer’s head happened to bounce off of the sidewalk a few times, well. She’d live.
“How many senshi are in this city?” she demanded. “Maybe, maybe one hundred at most? Hardly an invading force. Meanwhile, you,” Nymphe’s fist flew out, wanting to catch he officer’s face, “send monsters out to attack children and old people! Non-combatants! Do not dare to play the righteous here!”
At this moment, Nymphe decided that she didn’t care if she went home battered and bloody and bruised. What was the saying she had heard? Drinking the kool-aid? This girl had consumed barrels of the stuff apparently to be mouthing such insanity.
“Are you even listening to the vitleysa• spilling from your mouth?”
”Kaefaux” • ******** idiot / nonsense
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Posted: Tue Feb 04, 2025 12:30 pm
Oh of all the times to consider how often she'd skipped out on joining Jericho for some combat training.... to be fair, she hadn't had many situations where she'd actually needed it, lucky as she'd been, sheltered as she'd been...
As she was yanked down, she choked on another yelp, her momentary success of knocking the senshi over painfully short-lived. She stumbled and skidded, palm cut deep by asphalt and more pain sparking up her arm through her wrist and shoulder when she landed hard. The combination of pains were at least momentarily dulled under adrenaline as the senshi got over her as Spectrolite rolled onto her back.
"Yes they are! ******** sake the god damn Velencians are wandering around, and there's senshi from outer space, you dumbass! You don't know jackshit!"
When the other's hands went for her collar, she began to thrash, getting her feet underneath her to push her hips upward in an attempt to dislodge her attacker while her head was very much jostled and slammed once or twice against the ground. One hand tried to smack the senshi in the head with her stupid weapon, while the other attempted to push at her face, namely her nose, in a vague memory of something about hitting someone there to hurt them or something.
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2025 9:02 am
Something deep with Nymphe was absolutely delighted by this little altercation. Perhaps it was centuries of warrior ancestors taking pleasure in finally seeing her snap and bring some form of glory to the bloodline. She'd never know.
What she did know was that, for the first time, she felt vicious and she was enjoying herself in ways that would make her feel a little sick later. As the toy struck her face, beside her eye, she was determined to earn the bruises and scratches she was receiving. And as she felt a hand slapping around her nose, she snapped her teeth at it. The last thing she wanted was this girl accidentally managing to shatter bone and drive it into the brain.
"You miss the point, stúlka•," Nymphe was laughing at this point, adrenaline fueling her madness. "And you continue to avoid and evade the fact that your side employs actual monsters and murders civilians!"
Feeling the other girl trying so hard to buck her away, Nymphe decided to oblige. Still holding on to the girl's top, she hauled herself up and did her best to drag the officer up with her. Where the toy had struck felt hot and too tight. It would be an incredible black eye come morning time. Still laughing, the senshi turned on her heel, wanting to spin the officer away from her and give herself a moment to breathe.
"Ha! You don't know as much as you like to think either," she retorted. "When I see the hordes of senshi trying to seize control of things like you lot, then I will think you have a point. Until then? You are not the noble fighter you like to imagine!"
Nymphe's voice was almost merry and her unswollen eye, amidst a rapidly purpling face, was glittering. As much as some buried part of her soul was enjoying this, she was getting tired. She needed a way to end this now so they could both crawl away to lick their wounds.
"I am the daughter of vikings, my stúlka•," she crowed. "And I am a senshi that seeks only to protect innocent people from the violence and theft committed by your side. When you have solid, organic proof of any senshi loosing terrible beasts or bringing intentional harm to non-combatants, then I will consider listening to your words! Until then, you spout nonsense and fairytales."
Kaefaux • = little girl we can probably wrap on your next post if you want
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Posted: Thu Feb 13, 2025 12:27 pm
She never did deny it, and had this senshi not attacked her, and now boasted like a ******** idiot without knowing anything, Spectrolite had zero interest in acknowledging the faults of the Negaverse to her.
Senshi killing people wasn't new, but clearly this moron was too new to get that memo. Ugh. Once again, she was amazed at how disorganized so-called Order was.
As the senshi tried to yank her up, Spectrolite growled, getting her limbs under herself to propel herself up and away from the braggart, keeping momentum over her movements.
"You are the daughter of farmers who in their off season killed innocents and invaded people--so yeah, checks out," she spat, not in the least bit impressed by the daughter of vikings bit. "Get your head out of your a** if you want to actually learn anything about what's actually happening."
Pot, meet kettle. Spectrolite knew her ego just seconds ago made her a huge ******** hypocrite, but in that seething moment, head aching and arms bruised, she didn't care.
What she did care about, though, was the sudden flare of a stronger Chaos energy signature a short distance away--extremely short. Like, she was pretty sure up on the rooftops above them, short, judging by the echoing sound of heavy footfalls. A voice broke through the communicator earpiece she wore, and she could feel her shoulders slump in relief.
"Was wondering why you were taking so long.." The familiar voice in her ear eased her tension in the moment. Somewhat, anyway. It removed the threat from her.
Spectrolite forced herself to straighten--this girl was an idiot, but she genuinely didn't want her dead... and Captain Seraphinite up above was... well. Someone Spectrolite knew didn't carry much qualms about... yeah...
She shoved away the sickening rise of bile at the back of her throat and cut her chin harshly away to gesture the senshi off. "You want nonsense and fairytales? Go back to snorting whatever s**t makes you Order-freaks think you're actually doing anything good in this city, long-term."
Hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite-- The nagging voice in her head echoed and sneered over and over, but Spectrolite took her moment to slip away, utilizing her improved stamina and jumping height to hit a few points on the building before she managed to climb up onto the roof. At least she could take comfort in the fact she had a guard, though... the look she got from him sure made her wince. Ugh... she kinda preferred the senshi's dumb crowing, than the silent judgement treatment she was going to get the next few days.
But it was at least a better thing to focus on, than the reality of the darkest parts of the people she worked and lived with...
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