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Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

wow i'll be back later aFK

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

Morgann

"Gross," Morgann grimaced, hesitant to even breathe after the spray of bile had dissipated. What if it smelled bad? Would it even matter? She was around elephants and Goddess knows what at the circus, so perhaps she shouldn't be such a girl about the possibility of an undesirable scent. After a few moments, she inhaled slowly before letting the cool breath escape her lips once more, relieved that the bile left no scent. She pulled her wand out of her coat, readying herself for the chance that the creature might attack.

Realizing she wasn't going to get an answer nor was the tall figure going to pursue her, Morgann watched helplessly as the woman was attacked before shoving her wand back into her suit, dashing over, and holding her arms out, staring directly up at the attacker. "I'm not going to move until I receive some sort of explanation," she explained slowly through her clenched pearly whites, "as to why you are attacking this woman." She swung one of her gloved hands around to hold up over her face, partially to get his attention and partially to not stare at his face. "As far as you know, I am an innocent bystander who merely works at the circus," she went on, narrowing her eyes through the mask's white film, "so I could damn well put you out of business if you laid a hand on me. You think I'm bluffing, you can take it up with my boss after you crush my face or completely dislocate my jawbone."

Gale

Gale listened from her tall roommate's shoulder to the conversation that the parasite was having with her host. From what she remembers, Brandy had told her at some point that the parasite was named Pharona and the host Angus, but she wasn't quite sure. During the period that Brandy maintained control, memories and conversations seemed to blur together to her, and she didn't particularly care to recall, to be honest. Her parasite had truly heard and experienced plenty that she was not eager to remember, and she was just fine with that. After hearing the parasite confirm her thoughts, she nodded sleepily and flicked her ears before closing her eyes again. "Pharona's voice is so chipper though," she thought sadly, "I actually like hearing it. Too bad I can't see what she or anyone else look like."

"Oh wait," she murmured, sitting up and reaching into one of her boots to grab her bandana. As she delicately wrapped it around her head, she began to address Angus's worries. "We will not harm the two soldiers," she spoke in a somber tone, proceeding to pull a couple of black rubber bands out of her shoe and pulling her spiky, unruly locks into two pigtails. "The mafia does not care for such petty crimes that we have committed, such as the one here today," she explained, moving closer so that she could curl up in the crook of Ash's neck, "they only care for the critical hits that we are ordered to take out. Believe me when I say that Ash has already intervened, so I do not think you will have to do so." Gale tucked her knees up against her chest and curled up in the gigantic jacket that Angus had given her, enjoying the warmth and protection from the wind that it provided. Goddess, it was getting chilly. "If you're so cold all the time, why don't you wear an actual coat instead of this stupid down vest?!" Brandy roared from within the depths of her mind, and though she winced, she did not say anything about how loud his static voice was. "Brandy," she began silently, her thin eyebrows furrowing together, "shut your mouth."

Brandy remained silent for a few moments before responding, "Gale, your mouth is my mouth, remember?" Groaning quietly, she clawed at the sides of her head before deciding it wasn't worth arguing over.

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

yeah.
my week's about to clear up a bit. i'll post then.

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

i'll post soon. got a ton of stuff going on this week.

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

the whole thing's slowly starting to pick up, but we still haven't got two of poog's friends in.
i personally wanted to dig into the plot already.

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

Morgann

After walking around for hours now, Morgann's heels were killing her. It was not a good idea to go out for a stroll in these golden stilettos, but there weren't any other shoes that would quite match the entire outfit, and she always wore at least some part of Magnolia. Not only were all of her weapons in there, but her wallet, her money, and all kinds of goodies. It was easier having all of the necessities conveniently stored within your suit's never-ending "body", and that was exactly how she liked it. In past incidents, those who had attempted to mug Morgann and threaten her through physical contact found their bodies full of either holes for her tommy gun or wound up as a snack for the suit. She had no problem with causing physical harm to thieves or, to be honest, anyone that even looked at her wrong. She simply didn't.

As she waltzed herself closer and closer to the circus, she also became closer to the country's coast. Walking along the bay and adjusting her mask each time the wind moved it even an inch, she noticed a commotion going on a far distance away from her. It was quite a scene to take in form such a long ways away, and to be honest, she wasn't quite keen on what was going on. "What the hell?" she breathed through clenched teeth, shoving her hand into her coat and pulling a pair of opera glasses from within her coat. After fiddling with its burgundy handle for a few moments, she finally had it adjusted so that it would lock in place and took a look. It looked like some sort of ginormous figure holding up another...pedestrian, she was assuming, and to top it off, some other girl was running away. "Now why would she be running away?" the magician wondered while tossing the tool back into the coat, tapping on her chin as she thought of the possibilities. She narrowed her leafy green eyes as she stared out through the mask's white fabric before thinking, "No one runs like that unless they've got something to hide..." Her attention shifted from the fleeing passerby to the woman being held upside down. "But damn, no one gets held up by some big lug like that for no reason, either."

"Hold on tight," she murmured to her hat, whose multiple hands held onto her light brown hair from the inside. "From now on, I wear some sort of flats when I go out," she growled, dashing as fast as she could in these heels that she could towards the situation. Skidding to an abrupt halt, she stared up at what seemed to be a man who was a few inches shorter than her. She looked at his black cloak that covered him to the axe in one of his hands, grimacing. "What drab attire," she thought in a disgusted tone, clearing her throat loudly. "Excuse me," she announced loudly, tapping her shoe's tip against the ground. "What are you doing to this woman?"

Gale

Turning his attention from Pharona to Ash, Brandy nodded and relinquished Gale's body back into its rightful owner's control, her entire body shuddering visibly from the abrupt transition. "Just going to toss him into a dumpster?" she whispered to her roommate, scuttling back up her tall form to rest on her shoulder. "Are you sure that this is the right thing?" she asked, before shaking her head, "No, you're right. The bosses wouldn't like us throwing this trash at their feet." Curling up on the Gigan's shoulder, she yawned and stretched her small wings before uttering a small, "Let's go."

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

remember everyone, we're heading into the city now, so let the chaos ensue!

Hider

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

don't worry, luminooty will ensure RP is not kill

@Lord Santa

hooray
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Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

do not let RP be kil!

Skullgirls: Parasite's Paradise

Morgann, quite keen on the fact that the mysterious girl was awestruck by the hat's sudden action, tossed the hat into the air. Magnolia, fearful at the fact that a part of its "body" was being carelessly tossed, let its purple, yellow, and white fists shoot out of the hat and grab onto the magician's head before pulling itself back down and landing with a quiet bump. "Any fan of mine," she began, standing up to reveal her looming stature of about 6'1" while slowly crossing her arms, "should know my schedule by heart." Raising one of her light brown eyebrows, she continued on, "If you want to know when my shows are, I suggest you keep your ears open on the streets." After finishing her statement, she took her gleaming purple wand and shoved it listlessly into her jacket, exhaling slowly. The entire suit seemed to tense at the unknown object before calming down and accepting it.

"Now if you'll excuse me," she grunted, turning away from the girl and heading towards the door, "I think I'd like to take my leave before that bus boy comes running back. I am no longer in the mood to hear his cries of agony and disdain." Morgann definitely thinks she is of a higher standard than most, and living-wise, perhaps. Regarding her narcissistic personality and lack of social etiquette, definitely not. What did it matter for a stellar performer like herself? Everyone just wanted to see some magic.

It definitely did matter, though, considering she was a fairly big player in the field of magic and trickery. Her father would definitely be appalled at her mischievous behavior. The thought of her father led to thinking about the past and left Morgann slightly melancholic, recalling every malicious prank she'd played on her classmates and friends. "How the hell did I get from there to some big-shot magician role?" she wondered, snapping her fingers several times in a prompt manner to conjure up her mask as it landed in the palm of her hand. "Oh, right," she replied to her previous question, gently placing it on her face as if she was crowning herself, "I obliterated that entire school. I guess that's where this started." Hands in her pockets, the magician set off to simply wander the streets for an hour, and afterwards, she would head back to the circus.