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Inspired by Atomic, I expanded upon Drake and Britney's spellbook. I finished Britney's rework, describing each spell of her "Floramancy" in grave detail, and noted some other spells that Britney is experimenting with.

You can also update your Adept character's abstractions.

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"I can give you life."

TYPE ⫻ Adept.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Red Lux. Britney's channeler is her silver necklace engraved with the logo of the Sycamore Tree Coven.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Britney is a very experienced Red-Lux Adept who has an affinity towards Nature Plantlife, Water, and Light due to her compassionate and fun nature. Britney has created three "modes" for her Spells that she switches between back and forth. She is proficient in her "Land-Mode" mode due to overreliance on it and neglecting her training. However, she is learning to branch out and tap into the potential that is "Mode: Sea" and "Mode: Sky."

MODE: LAND ⫻ The style, or discipline, that Britney is the most proficient in. Mode: Land represents the fusion of Britney Williams' mastery over Floramancy and Edafosmancy, creating a blend of plant and soil manipulation. With this disciplined approach, Britney manipulates the power of nature's elements to shape and control the landscape. Mode: The land embodies Britney's profound connection to the earth and its inhabitants.

Floramancy ⫻ The one spell group that Britney is most proficient in and most famous for using (Why she was called "Plant Mommy"). Her Floramancy embodies a profound connection to the essence of nature, granting her the ability to manipulate and command the very essence of plant life itself. Her mastery over flora extends beyond mere manipulation, encompassing a deep understanding of botanical biology. Whether she's shaping plants into intricate constructs, revitalizing wilted foliage, or telekinetically controlling vegetation with the power of her mind.

Bloom ⫻ Britney can create plant life on any surface in a thirty-meter radius around her. She can build any plant in the real world, from fruit to wood, limited only by her plant knowledge. She cannot make a tree appear, as the girl needs time to spawn plant life, but, given a few hours, she can create a skyscraper-sized tree... and immediately fall into a coma afterward. She can make weapons, barriers, and appendages, and her favorite technique is creating lengthy vines with bladed tips like a spear.

Verdant Bloom ⫻ An enhanced and chaotic form of her Bloom, and functions the same except as a touch-ranged and far more potent version. Britney channels her Floramancy to induce rapid and explosive plant growth upon touch. The Red-Lux surges forth, emitting vibrant greenery when she touches a surface or object, soil, stone, or even metal. Britney can create explosive plant growth in the area around her, creating a chaotic eruption of foliage. With Verdant Bloom, she can cause a tree to appear instantaneously and explosively, acting as a blunt weapon. Or she can create a beautiful field of flowers instantaneously. However, by using this, she expends far more energy.


Floral Sculpture ⫻ With a mere flick of her wrist, Britney breathes life into the surrounding vegetation, coaxing it to bend and twist to her will. She can shape plants into intricate constructs of her design. Britney commands the nearby vegetation to mold into anything limited by her imagination. Britney can produce weapons, barriers, and appendages, and her primary combat technique is creating lengthy vines with bladed tips like a spear. Britney can shape existing plants and the plants that she creates (including plants that others create).

Floral Revival ⫻ Britney's nurturing connection with nature extends beyond manipulation and control. This gentle yet potent spell allows her to breathe new life into dead or damaged plants, restoring them to their former beauty. Britney places her hands on the plant, channels her life force into its withered form, and an encompassing aura surrounds it. The plant is restored to normal with each passing moment until it is wholly fixed.

Floral-Transmutation ⫻ With this spell, Britney can alter the biology of a plant, manipulating its structure, properties, and even its very essence to suit her needs. With precise control and profound understanding, she can modify the plant's physical attributes, such as size, shape, color, and reproductive mechanisms. For example, she could transform a small, delicate flower into a towering tree, imbue a flower with poisonous thorns, or bestow a common vine with a bioluminescent bloom.

Florakinetics ⫻ Britney's telekinetic manipulation of plants grants her the ability to control and manipulate vegetation with the power of her mind alone. With a focused concentration, she can command nearby plants to bend, twist, and move according to her will, as if they were extensions of her body. This is how Britney manipulates the direction of plant growth in the plants she creates, and it is the most vital spell in her Floramancy Spellgroup.


Edafosmancy ⫻ Another spell that Britney has developed, Edafosmancy, the art of Soil Manipulation by Britney Williams, channels the raw power of the earth itself, allowing her to command and shape the very soil beneath her feet. With a focused concentration, she extends her influence into the earth itself, causing it to respond to her mental commands. Soil bends to her will, creating tendrils, waves of soil, anything her imagination could produce, limited only by the amount of soil within her radius. She can use it as a direct weapon to make barriers, and Britney has learned how to ride on a wave of soil.


MODE: SEA ⫻ A new mode that Britney is seeking to experiment with. Mode: Sea marks Britney Williams' journey into harnessing the elemental power of water, which complements her Floramancy and Edafosmancy. With this evolving style, Britney delves into the depths of aquatic-based elemental magic, channeling the fluidity and adaptability of water to augment the rest of her Spellbook. Through "Mode: Sea," Britney can summon and manipulate bodies of water that dance at her fingertip and are limited by only her imagination. There is only one element that she is developing under Mode: Sea: Hydromancy.

Hydromancy ⫻ In her tentative exploration of "Mode: Sea," Britney's hydrokinetic abilities reflect her dipping her toes (Geddit?) into the realm of water manipulation. At the moment, Britney can only struggle to shape even the smallest droplets into rudimentary forms. Her efforts yield... less than satisfactory results, such as manipulating only a small glass of water at a time, creating only a handful of water. Despite this, Britney persists and dives headfirst into the realm of Hydromancy in hopes of causing more dramatic effects down the line.

Aqua Bloom ⫻ In Britney's early attempts at developing hydrokinesis with her, she practices a spell where she attempts to create water out of nothing. Britney channels the Red-Lux, attempting to manifest water from thin air! However, at the moment, the amount of water she manages to materialize is barely more than a few droplets in her hands. At the moment, she can splash someone with it, annoying them. With practice, Britney can create far more water.

Floral Current ⫻ In Britney's early stages of learning hydrokinesis, she managed to manipulate a small amount of water! Britney extends her hands towards a water source, be it a puddle, lake/pond, or whatever coming out the sink. Britney telekinetically lifts the water and manipulates it with her mind alone. However, she is no waterbender... her control is shaky, and her range is limited to a small area. She can splash someone with them.


MODE: SKY ⫻ As Britney continues to explore her Red-Lux, she delves into a new discipline known as "Mode: Sky." This is primarily a Mode she developed in the Old Coven, learning spells from Jake Valos and Elsa Connor - however, she didn't get a chance to flesh it out thoroughly and neglected this mode in favor of Mode: Land. This style revolves around harnessing the power of light and weather manipulation. In her early attempts, Britney's control over this domain was fragile. She attempts to conjure light in various forms - Similarly, her efforts to manipulate the weather are met with limited success as she struggles to coax even a few drops of rain from the heavens.

Lumomancy ⫻ In her fledgling attempts at manipulating the element of light within "Mode: Sky," Britney struggles to harness its radiant energy with finesse and control. She attempts to conjure light flashes or miniature suns with tentative gestures and a hesitant focus, but her efforts are met with... uneven results. Instead of brilliant bursts of light, Britney's creations flicker erratically, casting a feeble glow that barely illuminates their surroundings.

Floral Beacon ⫻ A result of her early attempts into Mode: Sky... the plan was to create a devastating beam of light out of her hands that would annihilate foes. However, the result is a feeble beam of light that emanates from her hands like a makeshift flashlight. Her control is shaky; the beam she conjures flickers, wavers, and sometimes wholly goes out.

Luminous Blossom ⫻ Another of her early experiments into Lumomancy, she conjures a radiant ball of light out of her hands similar to a miniature sun imbued with a gentle warmth. The ball is around the size of a baseball and constantly flickers and dims. Britney can control its movement with her mind and occasionally uses it as a lamb.


Hyetomancy ⫻ The art of weather manipulation, Britney Williams finds herself attempting to force the forces of the sky to her will. With each step into this new Mode, she aims to shape and control the weather, but her abilities remain... pathetic, and her control is shaky at best. Britney's attempts to conjure rain, summon gusts of wind, or clear stormy skies yield inconsistent results, often disrupting weather patterns in minor ways.

Dewdrop Dance ⫻ The first spell that Britney developed under Hyetomancy, where she encouraged the formation of raindrops. However, the result is typically only a gentle drizzle over a small radius.

Floral-Whisper ⫻ The plan is to create a spell that manipulates the raging winds... and the result, at the moment, is a gentle breeze that could maybe knock over an empty water bottle.


LIMITS ⫻
MODE: LAND ⫻ Britney's Floramancy is limited by range and time; she has a far easier time manipulating existing plants as opposed to creating new plant life. If she wants the plants to survive, they have to be in an area where they can logically stay - so if she makes vines on concrete, they're going to die fast, or if she creates something that lives in a different biome than St. Portwell... it won't last long. Creating plants on non-soil-life also takes far more effort and time than it would on dirt. For her Floramancy and Edafosmancy, she has to be touching the ground (she can't, for example, be on a fire escape trying to manipulate a tree beneath her).

MODE: SEA ⫻ Britney's hydrokinetic abilities are practical only within a short range (around two meters). Britney's hydrokinetic spells have a limited duration before dissipating or losing effectiveness. Her skill is minimal, but she can push past these limits as the Spell group develops.

MODE: SKY ⫻ Britney's Weather and Light manipulation spells require a significant amount of stamina, leaving Britney physically and mentally drained after extended use. Britney struggles to control the intensity and direction of her light manipulation spells, leading to erratic and unpredictable results. She may inadvertently create blinding light flashes or fail to maintain a steady illumination.


WEAKNESSES ⫻
MODE: LAND ⫻ For Britney to use her Floramancy, her primary Spellgroup, she needs to donate a bit of her life force to power it. The more she uses the Spell, the physically weaker she'll become, the paler her skin will get, the more sluggish, the hungrier, and she can even kill herself if she pushes herself too far. Other than that, her plants are as vulnerable to poison, fire, and ice as other plants. For Britney to use her Edafosmancy, she must be immobile (surfing on dirt doesn't count as she's using the dirt to move), which can leave her vulnerable.

MODE: SEA ⫻ While Britney's Mode: Sea grants her the ability to manipulate water with finesse, prolonged or intense use of her hydrokinetic abilities leaves her physically drained and dehydrated. Manipulating large bodies of water or creating powerful water-based spells taxes her body, causing fatigue, dehydration, and physical weakness. This vulnerability affects her ability to continue casting spells and leaves her vulnerable to physical attacks or other threats while weakened.

MODE: SKY ⫻ Britney's ability to manipulate light can overwhelm her senses, causing sensory overload and disorientation. When she channels intense beams of light or creates blinding flashes, she may experience temporary blindness, visual distortions, or headaches due to the extreme brightness. Britney's connection to the weather in Mode: Sky makes her highly sensitive to changes in atmospheric conditions. This sensitivity manifests as physical and emotional discomfort, exacerbated during extreme weather events such as storms or intense heat waves. Britney experiences migraines, nausea, or anxiety in response to fluctuations in barometric pressure, humidity, or temperature.

The PRA.
Interactions: Lila (@NoriWasHere), Stormy (@Blizz), & Luca/Bianca (@FernStone).
The Halloween Festival. The Beach Bar. Cracker Island.




”Oh.” Luca turned to Trevor with an apologetic smile. ”Are your hands alright? Sorry about uh… the rotting. I can’t do anything about it without this guy,” he gestured to Stormy with his thumb, ”to keep it under control. I appreciate it, though, I’m okay cause you healed me… Well it was you guys fault I was like that, heh, but all good now.”
Luca


Trevor raised his now-bandage-free hands.

"Naw, it's all good now!" Trevor began with a grin from underneath this mask, "Had to get Maximilian to drive me to the Seattle Office so their healer can heal me."

He laughed.

"Who heals the healer, indeed!"

Though, the "Coven" were currently laying into Meifeng. Not that Trevor could blame 'im! That was none of his business, unfortunately!



”It is not my place to decide whether you should be forgiven. And I have no right to take you up on your offer. But, I’m glad you mention it… I was not present when you overstepped. But my understanding of your command structure is that you have a superior you answer to. Director Alcott, I believe their name is? Do they allow you the freedom to maintain a positive relationship with us? With Greenwood? 8th Street?”
Stormy


Cindy laughed, almost snorting the margita out of her nostrils.

"Director Alcott is like so above this," Cindy answered, "They are concerned with the organization as a whole, not every little thing each office is doing."

"What she said," Meifeng answered. "Director Alcott wants the city under control by any means necessary. They do not mind if we work with benevolent groups such as Greenwood and you all..."

"8th Street..." Cindy snorted. "Every morning, I tell Meifeng that today should be the day we end Emily G. Reed's reign of terror! Maybe taking out Vashti and Emily will put them on the straight and narrow." She laughed.

"We tolerate 8th St... for now," Meifeng flatly said. Again, she kept quiet about their little deal with 8th Street for obvious reasons. "As a little thank you for their contributions towards eliminating a certain group."

”You were angry, because Kali Mahendra was killed. We were angry because he was killed. Now, my friends can tell you that I be irrational myself. But… Was there not a better way to prove we were innocent? You are a government agency, you likely knew exactly where we were at the time of his death, every last one of us. And more importantly, you had to have known that we were all returning here for a reason, including Kali; An agent who our leader contacted.”
Stormy


"I was the one tracking you all! Including your weird ass porn habits! I think I'm going to ne-" Trevor tried to butt in and got a sharp elbow from Meifeng.

Meifeng took a sip of her drink... which was halfway empty, and then shook her head as she answered, "You do know the field we are in, correct?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Supernatural crimes... while we did have all of your locations, Agent Mahendra was conveniently in a place where there were..." Meifeng raised a finger with each point. "... No cameras, witnesses, or traces of a killer. By my logic, one of you used magic to kill him and cover your tracks. Would that be too far out of reason?"

Meifeng sighed.

"While Agent Mahendra told me a lot, there was a lot of information he was... withholding. It was clear he wasn't the right person to send," Meifeng glanced at Bianca momentarily.

"Let me point out that I was against the whole plan for him to go undercover to begin with," Cindy laughed as she flicked the feather duster in the air. Meifeng was silent as Cindy continued, "Just look where it got us!"

"Hey, let me just jump in here. Look, Stormy, it wasn't just about Kali. That was a part of it... But you're so mad because people, friends, got hurt. You'd go after anyone who attacked other coven members, right? A big part of it was Everleigh beating me up in the Veni parking lot for absolutely no reason. It was my day off, I was trying to make sure the situation didn't get out of control... And Everleigh slammed me with a shadow fist for sending a text. If the situation was reversed, if I'd punched Everleigh multiple times while the rest of my group was starting a gang war, would you not go after me and my... Uh, friends, in that situation? Not justifying it, but it was more than just Kali... It was also one of her agents getting attacked unprovoked. Just wanted to fill in the missing details, y’know.”
Bianca


"That was the major contributor," Meifeng began, shaking her head as she said, "Nobody hurts my agents."

Then Meifeng's mind was brought to the other thing, and she spoke to Stormy,

"... One of your members attempted to outright kidnap someone, as well. Then that all-out gang war..." Meifeng shook her head. "... Let me shut up."

“I do appreciate the apology but you’re not forgiven.”
Lila

”So, I’m sure you can understand why your apology isn’t easy to believe.”
Stormy


Meifeng took a sip of the margarita she shared with Cindy and then lifted her head as she answered with a simple...

"... Then don't."

Meifeng knew that from here on in, action would speak louder than words, and honestly, she didn't want anything to do with any of the Coven groups. The only issue is that Director Alcott wanted that Stygian Snake... and it was clear that one of its keys was the Sycamore Tree Coven. Not that she was going to tell them that the PRA's goal in St. Portwell was anything but eliminating the radical factions such as the Wolfpack, Dollhouse, and the leftover Nazis.

Unlike a certain someone in their presence.

"I'm not going to sit here and try to convince you all to forgive me. I apologized, and you all chose not to accept it, as you have the choice to, as you are all adults. Only actions can fix things, yes?" Meifeng began her speech, then sighed. "It won't ever happen again; I can only promise that."
Now I'm dying to bring back Aslin.


do it
Alright thots, I completed the rich kid clique. Esty will definitely recognize one of these guys. :P


So, I rewrote the descriptions for the Greenwood and 8th Street Covens since I felt like their descriptions were no longer accurate.


The PRA.
Interactions: Lila (@NoriWasHere), Stormy (@Blizz), & Luca/Bianca (@FernStone).
The Halloween Festival. The Drinkline. Cracker Island.


"Alright. Let’s find a table or two away from any Blinds. Then we can talk."
Stormy


Before Meifeng could speak, Trevor had snuck over, wearing that ridiculous Red Power Ranger costume, and sniveled, "... Segregation at its finest."

Meifeng jammed her elbow into his side - well, the side of his arm since she was so much taller than him - and said, "Trevor, enough."

Then she turned to Stormy as Fiona walked over. She was dressed as the Pink Power Ranger, but it didn't take a genius to tell there was something off about the costume. It was very ill-fitting given her inhuman features, but Trevor at the very least, made some attempt... it didn't feel right to leave the poor girl by herself.

"These two are coming with us, but don't worry about paying for drinks," Meifeng said before she placed a hand on Fiona's head, then Trevor's. "She's not of age, and he's not allowed to drink."

"Aw, I'm surprised you didn't tell me to fuck off," Trevor said.

"So you don't cause any trouble," Meifeng rolled her eyes. "Now let's go..."

Meifeng followed Stormy, and her suborbinates followed her... though, Cindy was right by her side. She was led to an outdoor bar with a great ocean view, the waves crashing against the shore.

"The view... heh..." Cindy said as she grabbed Meifeng's hand.

"So those brochures weren't lying," Maximilian laughed.

"You won't get sights like these in Philly, y'know," Samson said.

"That's because Philly's a rathole," Trevor laughed.

"Okay, Alabama Man," Samson shot back, laughing back.

"... Sure you can handle drinks for everyone?" Cindy asked Stormy. "I don't want to empty your bank account!"

Well, it didn't feel right using another man's dime, but Stormy was insistent on buying everyone drinks, why not? Meifeng was the first to order.

"I'll have a pineapple margarita," Meifeng said.

"That's a summer drink," Cindy laughed.

"Every day is summer if you make it,"

"I'll take what she's having,"

"Just share mine," Meifeng began, "I'm not getting plastered tonight. Neither of us should be trying to."

"Just some rum with a coke!" Samson ordered.

"I want..." Trevor tried to speak.

"Trevor..." Meifeng smiled at him as a gentle reminder.

"... A glass of water,"

"We'll have shots of vodka," Leon grinned from underneath his costume.

The bartender prepared their drinks... Meifeng just patiently waited like the disciplined woman she was. Her men were chatting, and so were the members of the Coven. She knew that some of them were apprehensive of her after her actions (and rightly so). However, she couldn't help but be curious about the sidebar conversation that Bianca and Lynn were having, especially hearing the "Mommy Meifeng" nickname and raised an eyebrow. Yet she kept silent.

Until...

”Now, let’s talk about what happened at the church,” he said, calmly. ”I wasn’t there, so why don’t you tell me what happened?”
Stormy


... There came the elephant in the room.

Meifeng knew she was way out of line for her actions, as mad as she was about what Everleigh did to Bianca. The rest of the Coven shouldn't have to suffer for the actions of one person. She should have just arrested Eve and touched bases with the Coven. Well, from a certain point of view, she accomplished both but made the latter so much harder.

It's not too late to fix things.

Meifeng glanced at Maximilian, who nodded his head.

"... How about we just skip to the crux of it all? I'm sure your Coven sisters told you all about it," Meifeng sighed, hoping she didn't come off meaner than she intended. "Look, I made a bad call. I won't sit here and justify it or excuse it - but I'll come out and say that I was out of line when I made that decision and I promise that it won't happen again."

There was a part that Meifeng left out: Long as your Coven remains on the straight and narrow.

She let out another sigh as she said, "I apologize. I hope that from here on, the Coven and PRA can have a positive relationship."

"Awwww, how sweet of you," Trevor laughed, speaking in a thick Southern accent. He turned to Stormy and said, "You know Director Alcot reamed into her th-"

"Trevor..." Meifeng said. "That's enough."



Sabrina Vanburen.
Interactions: Linqian (@FernStone), Layla (@Estylwen), Edict (@AtomicEmperor), & Lynn/Lila (@NoriWasHere).
Cracker Island. The Halloween Festival. Drinkline to the tf outta there.


Britney, what did you do?
Lila


"... What did I do?"

Britney tilted her head, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Lila. It was clear that something had happened, but she was unsure what she had done. The Crow Maiden was sealed, unless it had broken free somehow, the threat was neutralized. However, that picture... there had to be more to this.

“I’m okay, I’m okay. We need to talk, in private, soon,”
Lila


"No, let's get to the bottom-" Britney tried to say before...

”Can't believe all it took was some sexy maid outfits for Stormy to fall in with the feds,”
Linqian


"... Feds?"

What in the world was Linqian...

”Oh yeah the annoyingly hot maids are the ones that tear gassed us last week. That's the leader. An absolute fucking bitch- Bianca says she not normally like that, but I don't believe it... oh yeah, Bianca's part of the PRA too. Between us we've got exes in the worst groups possible - the mafia and the government. Lucky us.”
Linqian


"Oh...?"

Britney looked at them, then back to Linqian...

Oh shit.

If the situation couldn't get bad enough...

"Nothing happened, Britney. Everything's alright. Text us if you need anything, we'll be around."
Stormy.


... Then that was when Britney noticed that Luca was here. She noticed that he didn't seem to be in great shape - and noticed her from her facial expression. Her eyes shot open as her mouth was agape - slightly curved into a smile. Her eyes drifted towards Stormy, then uncontrollably back to Luca as guilt overcame her. She awkwardly smiled, waving her hands left and right. As she took a step back, she said...

"Greatthatyougotthesituationundercontrol, we'llbeleavingnow. BYE!"

Then, she turned on her heel and peeled off with Linqian in tow. However, Sabrina stared at Luca before calmly following behind Britney.

Britney felt terrible about leaving so suddenly, but the situation was twenty pounds of nope in a five-pound bag, and she was not here for it. Not only was Luca there, but the people who attacked them were also there. If Stormy wanted to break bread with the people who teargassed them, that was his prerogative - Britney on the other hand wanted nothing to do with the PRA or their goons. It would only make things worse by trying to play nice with them, but maybe there was a card up Stormy's sleeve. However, Britney took the hint that she should probably abscond while she had the chance.

So, she ended up back with Edict and her fellow busy bee... something felt off about the situation, but Britney was not in the frame of mind to examine it. She just wanted to focus on this damned Halloween Festival because... isn't that why she ferried to Cracker Island? Not for Vashti. Not for the Feds. Not for Luca. Not to feel guilty again. But to, briefly, take her mind off the fact that someone was hunting them like game and any one of them could be the next target.

Britney sighed as she shook her head.

"Uh... sorry we came back empty-handed, had to check up on Lila..." Britney began, scratching the back of her neck. Glancing at Sabrina, then glancing at Linqian. "But the whole scene was a big bag of NOPE."

She clapped her hands together.

"I don't know what's up with this year's Halloween Festival - or St. Portwell for that matter - but you know what? Let's put all that behind us." Britney started. "Haunted House? Maybe get the hell off this island because it's clear Emily's goons are here, and lemme tell you something: that is NOT one tree I want to bark up."

"My house should be empty," Sabrina said, "My sisters are all out and are either out of town or won't be back until later." She sighed.

"Maybe Trisha hasn't drunk all the alcohol yet," she laughed.


The 8th Street Coven.
Interactions: None.
The Halloween Festival. Cracker Island.




"... Those SLUTS!"

Emily shouted as she slammed a foot on the ground, as they stood in an alley in the Historic District. She was a reasonable distance away from them and would prefer to be as far away from those sluts as possible. She could still taste the bird shit on her tongue, and it was the fuel for her fire. Those sluts! They invited her over to annoy her, acting all sly, then get mad when they don't get their way! It was like the old days of the Coven.

"Wow, they fuckin' painted you, boss," Carol laughed, "Maybe you should have fuckin' let them shit more on you so the outfit is even."

"Carol..." Emily growled.

"You were really out of line there, Emily," Miranda rolled her eyes. "That was... beyond the pale. Like the shit the Nazis would do."

Emily scoffed, putting a hand on her chest.

"Don't compare me to THEM! I just made a mistake, I didn't deserve to get punched in the face and shit on by birds! That was such an overreaction."

"Sure felt like it was on purpose," Jacqueline said, rolling her eyes.

Emily didn't respond, she just realized that her outfit was drenched in a mixture of tears, bird shit and wine - all they had to do was throw in semen and it would be like Linqian on a Saturday night! Emily was done with this stupid ass festival and wanted to go home already - but she was not going to walk around covered in bird shit. She would rather be... oh wait, she isn't wearing anything underneath this.

That was an abysmal choice.

"Carol!" Emily shouted. "Do your time reversal thing and fix me!"

"Ew! Nasty! I'm not touching-" Carol protested.

"Carol... don't you want to be fixed? Don't you want revenge on that bitch Britney?" Emily began, narrowing her eyes as she crossed her arms. "Then fix me."

Carol gagged as she grabbed onto Emily's costume and reverted it in time. It quickly returned to a state of being brand new in seconds! Emily was happy she didn't smell like cheap wine but shook her head as she said,

"I'm going to go find Vashti and tell her all-"

Then a fucking smoke bomb came out of nowhere and exploded in her face.

"... HOLY SHIT! THOSE SLUTS!"

Interactions: Trisha (@FernStone), and these big motherfuckers (@AtomicEmperor).
Cracker Island. The Halloween Festival.




It was a power struggle.

It was a race to see if Adora could beat Trisha's face in before the bees became too much, but fortunately, Adora was one determined MF when motivated. And Trisha lit a fire inside her that not even God could extinguish. Punch after punch. Sting after sting. It seemed that nothing could stop Adora, as a crowd came to watch the ass whoopin' (or watch her ass, but that was something that just wasn't on her mind at the moment).

Someone wrapped their hands around her arms - it felt like a fucking bear was grabbing her.

That was enough to briefly knock her out of her focus as she whipped her head around to see this giant motherfucker grabbing her. It took her a second to recognize him (How many cornfed 6'8 motherfuckers are there?), and it was Leon Richoux. She grit her teeth at him and then winced in pain, as her legs were... not in the best shape. They were covered in bee stings, and it was a pulsating pain. However, Trisha got her shit pushed in.

It really was eye for an eye.

“I was just trying to have a nice chat with an old friend, bringing up other older friends, when out of nowhere she punched me. She just wouldn't stop, look at what she did. She... she... she ruined my face..."
Trisha


"... Oh, you want to start crying NOW, motherfucker?!"

Adora shouted at Trisha, switching from physical assault to verbal as Leon pulled her away - while she wanted to continue beating Trisha's face in, she knew that she was, physically, no match for Leon at the moment. So, she was just content with just getting pulled away while saying something extremely scathing, "You know exactly what you fucking did, bitch! Don't you ever say some shit like that to me again! Or else I'll make you wish that whore you crawled out of aborted you when she had the chance! You're NOTHING!"

Once Trisha was out of sight, that fire that no one could extinguish... went out on its own. It was too raging and burnt itself out.

The second Leon let go of her, Adora sighed, shaking her head as she momentarily walked in a different direction. She let out a loud sigh... all the weight of her actions began weighing down on her, and the pain of her fucking legs being stung to all hell.

"When I saw it was you, I was gonna let you keep going. But I figured if it was good and right, we could both get some shots in together... Come on, let's not be near her now, and maybe we can get a beer. God damn look at that face... What the hell brought all that on, huh?"
Leon


"She..." Adora couldn't even choke out the words. "She was talking shit... then she started making fun of me because of... what happened to Lisa..."

She shook her head, she couldn't even finish her statement without getting triggered, as she heart started fluttering and she started feeling week as anxiety kept up her spine. Adora put a hand on her hip and firmly planted the other hand in her face.

"I... fuck. I didn't mean to fly off the handle like that... she's a fuckin' Vanburen. They own the damn city..." Adora sighed, keeping the hand against her face.

At least she can say she beat Trisha's face in before she gets arrested!


Shayton.
Interactions: Tayla (@silvermist1116), & Clancy (@Zombiedude101).
Cracker Island. Halloween Festival. Kid Section.




Shayton prepared to take up Tayla on her offer; after all, it was polite since he was interrupting them.

However, someone butted in.

Someone unexpected.

It was that "boy" from last night who nabbed Judas before the Feds could get him. The "boy" latched onto his sleeve, issuing a clear-cut threat. Tayla had the smarts to grab her son and clear the house, and Shayton couldn't blame her. You'd have to be blind to be unable to tell that this "boy" is no "boy." However, Shayton did not flinch or change expression at all as the boy held onto his suit with a death grip. Shayton could had easily had broken free from his grasp, but that would require destroying his suit.

And Shayton liked this suit.

Are you his Uncle? You should keep a closer eye on your nephew. This may be the kids' area, but there’s plenty of dangers for someone so young. Don’t let him lose you again. I’m glad you found your… family member. I’ll leave you two alone now.”
Lihn


Shayton grinned.

"I will, I will... Sorry about that," Shayton began, "I'm going to call his parents. They're worried sick. They're curious about what he got up to last week. Heh."

It was true; Luis and Natalie were very curious about the kid, especially after he managed to nab Judas from the Fed's personal Superman. They were convinced he was no kid, possibly a shapeshifter or a puppet for another Apparition. However, they already decided that people like Clancy should not be left to run amok when money is to be made!

Shayton reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out his "phone." A dummy phone, as he didn't know what to expect from the brat and expected him to reach for it and run off. He kept one on his being...

... Just in case.

Shayton looked up at Lihn and said,

"... You can go."
WEAKNESSES ⫻ The entities are inhabitants of the Void, and their mere presence fills Layla with an overwhelming dread that can not only distract but paralyze her. The creatures feast on her blood and lose significant amounts of blood quickly...? Yeah, that's not a good idea, and she can pass out or possibly die if they take too much blood from her. The Entities are fickle and will cause untold and unfortunate destruction, which can be detrimental to Layla. In addition, as beings of the Void, they are like Anti-Matter to the land of reality, and just being in the world will gradually weaken them. They are susceptible to magical attacks as they do extra damage to them.
@Estylwen It took me long enough but I did it.
@Punished GN I ate got nothing to do. Lol


You know good and damn well this tall stoic mysterious man is going to doodle with da baby
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