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"I wonder if this is going to work..."



I'm more curious how people will rationalize this.


For the shortest of seconds, Acid Drop wondered if she was bad at explaining things. But that went away when she saw Oros begin rolling sandballs across the beach. Her plan was good, that would certainly attract attention, though that meant the boss would probably get mad at them all later. Or worse, more magical girls would show up to town. But that was an issue for their future selves. For now, Nyxia wanted her to get to work, so she did. As the shape in front of the crowd formed and unformed, she began to pour some of her magic into the blood and the sand. It wouldn't be as good as being ingested, but the presumable coming contact would be better than nothing.

Acid Drop glanced at Earthshaker, wondering what she was going to do. Well, it didn't really matter as long as it was something to keep the crowd from running too far. It didn't take a long time before the sculpture was full of magic and primed with fear, panic, and anxiety. She didn't quite think that panic was a good idea, but hey, that's what her club-mate had requested. Just to be safe, she also went around the crowd to the other side, ready to try to stop any runners, or make contact to up the emotional tension should the need arise. She waved at Nyxia and gave a thumbs up.

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The trip was an disaster in regards to Roche's self esteem, respect, and any feeling she had authority over the club. She might have felt better just laying under a mound of toads with Suki up on the mountain. But from adversity comes opportunity, and while they didn't respect, the group did at least make an attempt to make her slipshod plan come together.

Suki's use of blood filled sand balls was an inspired application of her powers, and Roche could already imagine what kind of damage she could do if she got into the habit of using her blood to integrate debris and other objects into her attacks. But more than that was watching the most self destructive girl she'd ever met actually work on a piece of art.

It was like seeing a delinquent biker stop to work on flower arrangements. A surreal experience that had Earthshaker watch enraptured. Of course there was no real artistic vision, but as an absurd expressionist rendition of Suki's spontaneous imagining it captured hearts and minds with startling speed. A crowd was forming, drawn by the inexplicable sight before them, and over their heads Earthshaker could see Tsubomi charging the blood of the statue with her magic. The blood might serve a better medium then salt water, so it was a better call over all.

What was more shocking was that none of them ever thought to empower Suki's blood with those emotion powers....though then again, no wanted Suki to have an easier time molesting them if the mood struck her.

Nyxia made her presence known with an angled laser from above, sending the statue gushing outwards like a popped zit, blood splashing over the crowd. The immediate reaction to run away would take only seconds to kick in, but even without Tsubomi prepared in a odd display of initiative that warmed Roche's heart, the track captain was ready.

Back in magical attire she stood before the crowd as they turned and lifted her foot. A might slam downwards sent ground shaking force downwards, followed swiftly by the other foot. Stamping her feet in an irregular beat, discharging all her stored energy to simulate a localized earthquake. Terrified bystanders fell to the sand, unable to rise and flee while finding a whole new reason to fear for their lives.

Of course, even if it was her name, she couldn't keep it up forever as her tattoos dimmed with energy thrust into the ground, but it would keep them concentrated together and heighten the effect of the drug with a tangible threat.
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"Y'all don't get paid to think very much, do ya? That's okay, neither do I!”

— Suki Oyama


The harebrained plan that Roche had laid out was starting to shape up. But much like the mass of sand Suki was "sculpting," it was unclear if the new additions were building up to something good, or more disappointment.

Nyx's requests were a little on the questionable side. Suki never thought very much about how exactly any of the other girl's magics worked, and the it was clear that nobody really knew the nuances of how it all worked. Suki couldn't make "tons of blood" as Nyxia had requested, as every drop had to come out of her own body. She could certainly bleed a lot more than most people, but there was a reason why, even when significantly harmed, she had never tried to turn her blood into a tank or anything much larger than her tendrils. Blood, hers specifically, was the medium that her weapon allowed her to manipulate. Her magic was touch-based emotion manipulation. Though onlookers would be forgiven for thinking that her blood tendrils were a form of magic that she employed. The best thing she could do to meet Nyxia's demands was to continue building a large sculpture and place herself inside it. Once Suki gathered enough sand, she moved to the top of her creation and started to wall herself inside of it.

Then Acid Drop added her emotion magic to her blood. Suki was a resilient magical girl, so she didn't fly into a panic. This was another situation where Suki didn't fully understand how Acid Drop functioned. She didn't want to use her stored up emotions, but apparently she could still use her magic to change emotions. Was it like two separate systems, with one running on collected emotions and the other using her mana? Resistant as Suki might be, the dread and panic of Acid Drop's magic worked its way into her mind, making her worry about the success of the plan.
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Well, this is an unexpected treat…
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


At first, Nyxia was pleased to see that her ostensible teammates were following her instructions, but the Neon Tempest’s eyes widened a moment later as she watched Oros place herself at the center of the sand sculpture and begin piling even more damp sand around where she was standing. Ever a highly anti-social individual who would always work alone if given the choice, Nyxia didn’t have even the slightest idea of the specifics of how her fellow dark magical girls’ abilities functioned, so it should have come as no surprise that the Neon Tempest didn’t realize that this was the only way Suki could generate anywhere near the amount of blood she had demanded.

Still, despite how unexpected the move was, it did little to change Nyxia’s plans. If anything, the blood witch’s presence at ground zero of her impending lance of incandescent devastation was an added bonus, and Nyxia doubted the perverted pinkette would be seriously hurt by the blast in any case. After all, she couldn’t make her attack too strong, or else most of the blood would be vaporized before it could rain down on the hapless masses of beachgoers, and they certainly couldn’t have that…

Look out below, bitch.

With a savage smirk, the airborne Neon Tempest sent her teal death ray streaking down right onto Suki’s head…
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"When you’re low on fuel, you just need to go to a gas station to top up!”

— Suki Oyama


When the lazer struck its target, blood was launched in all directions. Suki’s body soared among the flying droplets and rolled across the beach. All of the bystanders, which was most of the beach, was splattered with blood. Once the first few pedestrians recovered from the lazer shot, the air was filled with screams as the victims ran for their lives. That was before Acid Drop’s magic kicked in, which raised the level of fear to a point of utter hysteria. Sand wasn’t an amazing medium for an earthquake, but Roche’s stomps did cause most of those nearby to stumble as they were blasted with shifting sands.

In the coming days, the news would report on a freak storm that ruined a sand sculpture exhibit. The shaky ground and “lightning bolt” would be attributed to a freak storm, and the bloodstains would be explained away as little more than copper stained water For now though, everyone was living inside a nightmare where sculptures could explode into fountains of blood. Parents searched for their children, children cried for their parents, the young ran and some of the old passed out due to fright. Even those that hadn’t gathered were driven to fear as the cries of the masses brought about their animalistic urges to flee.

Maybe some of the dark magical girls delighted in this display of panic, but what of their reward?

For all the effort that had gone into it, there were no large changes. No darkening sky, no change in the waves, not even a stir of dark energy. The cries of panic continued, but that was all.

Suki was a full octopus now. She had eight bloody tentacles that dragged her across the beach. Being hit by two high powered attacks back to back didn’t make for the most pleasant beach going experience. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was some blood. There were burns that went from the back of Suki’s head to the base of her back, and she was half bald from the effects of the death ray. Everything hurt, and the sand only agitated her wounds as it worked its way into her charred flesh.

Then it happened. In broad daylight, miseria started to crawl out of the sea. Not super mega ultra miseria, but the regular variety that they had encountered so many times by now. But there were a lot of them. Was this all of them, or merely the first wave of something much stronger? The entire beach was lined with them, and more were coming out. None of the hunts in Hibusa town had been nearly this big, but how often did dark magical girls go to the beach to hunt negative emotions?

Not only were they more numerous, but they were more focused as well. The black swarms barrelled towards the beach goers, their black bodies tumbling through the sand like bags of garbage rolling down a hill.
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"Who could have possibly seen this coming?"



Too bad we don't have a lion...


It turned out that Acid Drop wouldn't have to do the running around she had expected. She probably wouldn't have been able to anyway, with Earthshaker taking her name literally right nearby. The girl with the rainbow hair found herself stumbling around for a few moments as what could only generously be called a "plan" worked itself out. Nyxia, perhaps predictably, chose to injure her club-mate in her attempt to summon enemies that would require her victim to help fight. Watching as her magic made things even less under control than they would be anyway, Acid Drop couldn't help but wonder if acquiescing to Roche was the right decision. People were running, at least those that weren't falling over from the ground shaking, and it looked like there wasn't going to be a payoff other than that, after all.

By the time Earthshaker stopped doing what she was best at, Tsubomi could already see that her partner was in pretty rough shape. If there was going to be any Miseria showing up, the chance of the four of them stopping everyone on the beach from getting hurt was minuscule. So instead she chose to go to Oros and pick her up. She was just about to position her piggyback when the Miseria did start to show. No boss monster, yet at least, but way more than she felt would be beatable with the now only three dark magical girls who could fight.

Still, she carried Oros over to the remaining beach-goers, and made a quick request. "... Is there any chance you can restrain everyone, so they don't get in the way?" She hadn't looked away from the coming waves of the black masses, but she knew that if it were possible, then Oros would make it happen. Maybe not in the most efficient or effective way, maybe somehow that would end up being more trouble, but that didn't matter right now anyway. Oros wouldn't be able to fight, and as far as Acid Drop knew nobody there could heal her.

Pulling her weapon from her sleeve, and still staring at the approaching enemies, Acid Drop directed her next words toward Earthshaker and Nyxia. "Next time, let's think for, I don't know, maybe five seconds instead of two."

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This place could go fuck itself.

No, seriously. Initially, Ember thought that they could uncover some local magic or perhaps that the source of weird rumours in this town would turn out to be one of their own Dark girls. Then, she could have proceeded to sink her claws into said girl’s skull and convince her to join the Detention club. After all, they were in need of new members with the recent encroaching of the Light girls onto their territory. Unfortunately, countless days of investigations turned up worse than nothing.

They only found mere urban legends or whispers with no power. There was not enough fear for Ember to seize, nor were there enough Miseria on the streets, the little buggers almost completely absent. The four could barely sustain themselves on the energies here, never mind gain power. And so it was time to move back to Hibusa city with nothing to show for their search; they had already expended too much effort in pursuit of nothing.

Schrade would not likely not be happy about it.

“At least we stretched our legs,” commented Hotaru while as Sylvia collected their belongings. “Won’t you reconsider the beach?” She tried her best to colour her voice as though she were asking the rest of them with puppy-dog eyes. Fortunately, she had an ally on her side.

“Hotaru has a lovely idea,” added Ember with a smile bordering on the indulgent. “I think you girls deserve some time in the sun. You have earned it.”

“And I could go diving!” Hotaru all but vibrated in excitement as she spoke, the feeling transmitting to Sylvia as well, who could only arrest her fingers after they clenched – but before they could raise into the air as Hotaru commanded.

“Only through an Oss, Hotaru,” warned Sylvia while she picked up her towel. She was the only one who remained neutral, her tone even. “We don’t have the equipment and we shouldn’t be losing bodies out here.”

“I am sure that Hotaru will do just fine.” Ember’s smile continued unabated. “We could get some ice cream and forget about this whole thing, too!”

“Ice cream would be bad for our health... if I weren't a magical girl who likes ice cream!” Hotaru’s smirk was palpable as she spoke and the three laughed at the joke. Even Sylvia smiled as she finished packing her bag. Running through her mental list one last time to see if she had everything in order, she borrowed a bit of Hotaru’s strength to lift her luggage. They were ready to go; they only had to lock the door.

However, as Sylvia stepped into the hallway, she sensed something in the distance. More specifically, towards the beach. It almost felt as though it were a pinch of magic, used in a familiar way. Surely, though, her sisters-in-arms could not be here, could they? They had their own things to do, or if they were just here on a vacation – oh how Ember envied that thought! – they would not have used their magic like this.

A small frown made its way onto Sylvia’s face. She tried to put one foot in front of another, but she kept trying to listen to the murmurs of magic with the help of the others. Indeed, as they paid close attention, they could make out a rough individual pattern of something big in the making. It almost felt as though it were some sort of ritual gaining in strength, the emotions of passerbies joining in one by one. Something had to have caught the attention of several hundreds of people at least for this to be plausible.

But what was it? Sylvia leaned even closer so she could try to make it out.

It erupted into a maelstrom of malice and panic.

Head ringing from the sudden surge, Sylvia felt herself collapse onto her knees. Only the quick reflexes of Hotaru saved her from sliding down the stairs as the shockwave hit her head on. Like the buzzing of rotting, swarming flies, it towered over her; thousands of voices shouting over each other in panic, trying to find something – anything, really – to hold onto, but only finding more terror in each corner. And of course, what followed was an all too familiar feeling of pitch sliding down her throat.

“I’ll take over,” said Hotaru, suddenly all business.

“No,” replied Sylvia, her voice barely above a whisper even in the mindscape they shared. “This… this is too big for one of us.”

“Looks like vacation’s cancelled,” sighed Ember as she conveyed pinching her nose in frustration, her teeth braced in a grimace. “I really wanted you girls to relax a little…”

“Is… is that really wise?”

“You’ve sensed it too, Sylvia. We’re not alone.”

“That’s right. None of us are ever alone,” Ember reached out towards the shuddering Sylvia, trying her best to convey warmth through the space. She lifted Sylvia’s hands to have them embrace the girl, with a motherly frown on Ember’s face. “We’ve left that behind. And even if it’s just the three of us, this is an opportunity.”

“You are… you are right. I… I don’t know if I can be with you but… good hunting,” said Sylvia as she used the last of her strength to become one with the others, allowing Takae Shuuko to step forth once her consciousness ceased.
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Fucking finally!
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


Nyxia paid little mind to the charred and battered husk of Oros as the blood witch pitifully crawled away, nor did she bother to acknowledge Acid Drop’s surprisingly snide comment about not thinking. Maybe this result wasn’t exactly what she’d been hoping for, but the Neon Tempest wanted Miseria to slaughter, and now she had them, so as far as the teal-haired terror was concerned, their plan had been a success.

“Hahahahaaaa!” Nyxia laughed in psychotic glee as she aimed the Omega Obliterator to fire a flanking shot along the advancing line of Miseria. “See that, baby?! It’s a fucking feast! So EAT UP!!!

Squeezing the trigger of her massive weapon and pumping her magic into it at a prodigious rate, the Neon Tempest unleashed a writhing, crackling torrent of glowing teal annihilation, the death ray’s quartet of newly formed supplementary barrels sending ancillary streams to pour into and further engorge the already sizable primary cylinder of ruinous energies as it cut a swath of devastation along the beach. Indeed, the tubular technomantic tendril served as a barrier in its own right, remaining in place to vaporize each successive wave of the seemingly endless tide of Miseria emerging from the sea after completely disintegrating the first with contemptuous ease. Simultaneously, any Miseria that might have somehow managed to get past this kill zone would find themselves subjected to a hail of lesser, yet still potent energy beams disgorged by a pair of hovering weapon drones that resembled larger versions of the Neon Tempest’s octahedral hair decorations.

“That’s right you fucking shit stains!” Nyxia cried as dozens of Miseria burst apart into clouds of swiftly dissipating mist in rapid succession. Die for me! Die! Die! DIEEEE!!!
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Seeing the plan....well, seeing the vaguely coordinated efforts of everyone come together and produce a tangible result was almost enough to make Roche forget that they now had to protect all the terrified beach goers they'd gathered up. Her heart beat with elation to see such a bounty of Miseria but it would really go beyond the pale if things turned into a bloodbath after all their efforts.

And judging by the smell of burnt pork and vaporized blood, Earthshaker was going to have to do something really nice for Suki as well.

There were two saving graces to the whole assault by the Miseria. Firstly, the approached from one direction and with great focus towards their gathering of emotionally unstable civilians. It was as best as they could hope for in setting the terrain to their advantage without terraforming the land itself.

Second, Nyxia didn't have to restrain herself in the least when shooting out towards the open ocean, and she was all too happy to reap a bloody harvest of the encroaching Miseria.

But they were a single minded wave, and even her lasers couldn't exist as a single wall to hold back the sea of tumbling monsters. Earthshaker's reserves were low, but with so many approaching she'd be bursting with energy shortly.

"Time to do what we do best!" With an energized shout she leapt over Oros and Acid Drop, her shield materializing on her arm as she slammed herself bodily into the nearest encroaching flank of the swarm. Light blazed across her skin as forms were flattened to a pulp against her hide bound shield, caught between Earthshaker in front and the creatures at their back. The light then winked out as she released the energy into a blast forwards, Miseria reduced to smudges against the sands directly before her while those further back were broken and sent tumbling like bowling pins.

This was what a Magical Girl excelled at, and Roche felt her confidence building as she pivoted and blasted off, hurling herself into the next encroaching sweep of Miseria that circumnavigated the fanning lasers battering the horde.
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"Am I high, or is hemorrhagic shock making everything sexy?”

— Suki Oyama


Oros hardly reacted when Acid Drop lifted her up and placed her with the traumatized beach goers. It wasn't until she asked if Oros could keep them restrained that her head twitched and met Acid's gaze. She said no words but gave a slight nod. Her tendrils coiled around as many of them as she could manage. Despite their clear distress, Suki didn't react to any of it. They hollered and collapsed to their knees in despair, but Oros kept her eyes pointed at the approaching mob.

Miseria were dumb, but they weren't complete fools. Even with the erratic curving and swaying of Nyxia's lazer, some miseria would find a way through. They would jump over her beams, roll past her drones, or simply be too numerous to be fully contained. That allowed Roache to act as a second line of defense, catching anything that slipped by and mashing it into the ground. Despite the miseria being no different than what they usually fought, annihilating them felt different. With each one that was destroyed, each dark magical girl on the beach would feel just a little bit stronger for it. It didn't matter who killed them either. Even as Oros laid there with the beach goers, the bags under her eyes were getting noticeably lighter. What made these miseria different than the ones back home?

But even Nyxia and Roache couldn't deal with all of them. Eventually some would slip by and Acid Drop would have to deal with them. And while she was capable of defeating a few of them, some would inevitably find a way past her and to the last line of defense. That was Oros.

Oros clasped her hands around the first one's head. Its many eyed mask swirled inside its inky body, and she couldn't help but be captivated. She didn't know much about miseria, nobody really did. Apparently they were made of dark emotions, which was why dark magical girls could get stronger by defeating them. But Oros felt a strange kinship with the creatures. How could anyone possibly love such disgusting creatures? Even now, it was oozing all over her hands and lacked any traits that made them attractive. Not exactly hot date material. But Suki wasn't exactly a hot date either. If she was even below a talking dog, than maybe she sat evenly with a miseria.

Her eyelids fluttered shut and she kissed the miseria. her face sunk into its inky blackness, and tendrils shot out of it in all directions. They curled and bent in unnatural, perfect ninety degree angles as Oros ebbed its energy away. Many of the approaching miseria also exuded some similar symptoms of having a few erratic tentacles. Once oros was done with that one, she moved onto the next one. They weren't exactly whispering sweet nothings, but they seemed to enjoy the proccess? At least until they sunk into an unloving puddle. But Oros didn't stop, her strength was returning, she was protecting the beach goers, but she was oblivious to the symptoms the miseria she hadn't even touched yet were showing. Their tendrils continued to become more eratic, until...

Each miseria howled. First the ones closest to Acid Drop, but the desire to scream flowed through the waves of black creatures like a ripple in the ocean. The furthest wave of miseria rolled back into the ocean, and then it emerged...

A white flying Dutchmen rose out of the sea with a splash. It was massive and appeared to be constructed out of jagged bone. Though Roache and Nyxia may have noticed it was the same size as the destroyed ship they were exploring. But this ship was very antiquated. It had masts with torn sails and cannons that seemed to be made out of pure bone. But a closer look at what was riding on the ship would reveal some pirate miseria.

Oros didn't usually kiss miseria unless she was on the brink of death, but it was something Rei had always cautioned against. The miseria were made of dark emotions, and while Oros could use them to restore her health, there was always the chance the negative emotions attributed to her magic would have a reaction with the miseria mobs and cause a mutation. The flying dutchman was a result of such a mutation.

The captain (designated by the feathered plume in his hat) pointed at the beach, and the cannons started firing. Instead of cannon balls, somersaulting pirate miseria flew out of the barrels and struck the beach with enough force to create sand craters. The air was soon a foc of sand, and the magical girls would find themselves besieged on all sides. Some of the pirates had swords, other had guns, and a few even had swords and guns! And their intended target was not the worrying pedestrians, but the dark magical girls themselves.

Visibility was decreasing. There was a risk of a direct hit from a cannon. They came from all sides. Would anyone change their tactics?
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Well, shiver my timbers…
-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow


To Nyxia’s great delight, the Miseria were perishing in droves. Indeed, the Neon Tempest was so fixated on her little slaughter fest, that Oros’s own Miseria make out session went blissfuly unnoticed. However, its resulting effect on said Miseria soon made itself unmistakably apparent…

“What tha fuck?! Nyxia exclaimed, her wild eyes widening in disbelief. “Is that a fuckin’ pirate ship?!

Yes, it did, indeed, seem to be just that, crewed, appropriately enough, by pirate Miseria. Though somewhat comical in appearance, the shadowy swashbucklers wasted no time in joining the fray, firing themselves out of their ship’s cannons to impact the beach with considerable force. Perhaps predictably, Nyxia didn’t really change her single-minded tactics in response to this latest development, merely her target.

Satisfied that Roche and the others could handle the incoming pirates, along with what few Miseria had survived her initial deluge of devastation, Nyxia swung the barrel of her massive energy cannon to face the skeletal galleon. “Looks like that was just the appetizer, baby,” she told her beloved weapon as an even more psychotic grin spread across her face. “TIME FOR THE MAIN COURSE!!! HAHAHAHAHAAA!!!”

Once more, the ruinous cylinder of glowing, teal-tinted annihilation vomited forth, vaporizing any sand thrown up in its path, along with any unfortunate Misiera that happened to get in the way. Since it was not only quite sizable, but also hovering above the waves, the buccaneers’ bone ship was an easy target, despite the beach’s steadily worsening visibility. Plus, besides being the most imposing enemy to target, if this worked at all like any of the video games she’d played with her brother, then destroying the pirates’ ship would deal a fatal blow to the remaining Miseria. As her sadistic laughter continued to ring out, the Neon Tempest kept her finger pressed tight against the Omega Obliterator’s trigger, sending any Miseria the dared to approach her flying away with a powerful kick (at least the ones who got past her hovering point defense drones) and using that same superhuman leg strength to simply leap out of the way of any of the bone galleon’s incoming cannon fire.

“IS THAT REALLY ALL YOU GOT?!!” she sneered at her foe. “AND HERE I THOUGHT THIS WAS GONNA BE A CHALLENGE!!! HAHAHAHAAA!!!”
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