Shin Ghost Note

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

I rewrote Adora's relationships because I've been on an Adora fix lately.

NOTE: Some of these are based off of collabs that have not been posted yet.

Adora's Relationships

Britney.Williams
"Once this blows over, we're going to have a long talk, Britney." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Britney Williams: You know, back in the day I thought that Britney was my friend, a sister. Then I heard about her true colors, what she did to Luca, and how she gave bastards like Emily G. Reed and Vashti Nour new avenues to be a monster. She's a walking contradiction, doc. She portrays as this fuckin' beacon of hope and compassion, only to turn out that she was manipulating everyone all along. It's like she used it as a fuckin' weapon, doc, only using it as a weapon to fit her agendas. It's infuriating. To act like you're serving the "greater good" only for her definition to change to whatever suits her goddamn needs. You never know what she got up her sleeve... what she will do next. She acts untouchable, but trust me, I will bring her back to earth the hard way. The worst part is that we need her despite it all. We need her help. Her expertise. Her knowledge. Suppose we're going to get out of this in one piece. I just wished I did more to stop her.
Drake.Blackmore
"What did Jade see in you?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Drake & Jade Blackmore: Drake Blackmore... what an arrogant, impulsive, dickhead. He always acted like some hero, Doc, flexing his muscles and grinning, like he would solve all our problems himself. Not just that, he always had to do things his way, consequences be damned, and everyone else refused to let FAFO bring his ass back down to earth. I couldn't stand him, nor his dumbass family that couldn't keep his ass in line. It also pissed me off that Ashley, Auri, and Daisy always just let him get away with his bullshit. It's no wonder he's spiraling now, Doc; it's only a matter of time until you get another client. Heh, want me to recommend him to you? Oh, I'm getting off track here. But, Jade, just saying her name makes me sad. I know she chose a toxic meathead for a husband - that was her decision - but Jesus... she saved so many people with her magic. She taught other people, like Lisa, how to heal, and there was more that made her special than just her magic. She believed in people and the goodness of others, and she never gave up on anyone, even in our darkest hours. There was an allure to it... I'm keeping this between us, Doc, but I had a crush on her back in the day - the issue was that she was glued to Blackmore's hip. She tried to reach out to me a few times after I left, but I always brushed her off. Maybe I shouldn't have. Maybe I could have saved her.
Alizée.Altieri
"I never trusted you; there was always something off about you...." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Alizée Alteri: There was always thought about her that made my damn skin crawl. I never liked her anyway; she dragged a damn child into the fight against a world-ending horror, doc. Though, I always kept her at arm's length. Lisa didn't like her either. From what Britney and the others told me, I was right not to trust her. She was going around preying on innocents... but she's gone now. There's nothing I can do about that. Maybe if I had known about it when I was stronger, I could have done something about it.
Linqian.Han
"She could have learned a thing or two from her brother." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Linqian Han: She's a complex one. I didn't like her back then; I didn't like her brother. He was a coward, doc. Like, what kind of dick headstands on the sidelines, playing with his dick while his sister fights for her life? She didn't like it when I said it to his face and tried to put her hands on me. It didn't go well for the bitch, but since then, we just kept fighting - she started it half the time, and it was almost like she didn't take any of this seriously. Dealing with her back in the day was exhausting. She's exhausting But that was in the past; we're both big girls now dealing with our problems - well, I am, at least. The way she started fucking around with her friend directly after Auri just announced someone died pissed me off. This ain't a fucking pow-wow. People are dying. It's like it's all a game to her until it personally affects her, then she decides to be serious. I want nothing to do with her, doc. I see her ex felt the same way.
Luca.Oliviera
"The kid Lisa yeeted with a spider that time." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Luca Oliviera: Luca... I... am at a loss for words. I wish I had known about this sooner. I wish I hadn't abandoned you; maybe I could have figured out a way to help you ten years ago. No, I wish I had been better to stop Britney sooner. That thing's killing him, Doc. It's sad to see someone like him, so cheerful and young and full of potential to make good in the world and have it all taken from him. I... just. I'm going to do something about it, Doc. It's what Lisa would have done.
Sloane.Faris
"You want to be the leader, and yet I had to press you to come and admit that you lost the artifacts...?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Sloane Faris: Sloane... I never liked Sloane. When I met her, she had this constant-ass aura of "I'm better than you," which was sickening. It took one conversation with her ass to tell her that we were not going to get along. Sloane-y always acted like she was a force for good, but to me, it always felt like a cover for something else - Which makes it worse because she knows that she ain't shit. I never figured out what because I made the conscious choice to stay away from her ass. She was friends with Lisa back in the day... somehow, and for the good of both of us, I just had to keep my distance from her. But, with Lisa gone, Doc, I can't say I trust her. I mean, when I politely asked for the other two rings back, she told me to go fuck myself and refused. She didn't care and blocked me even when I told her how much they meant to me. And look how that worked out for her, Doc? Dumbass got robbed and lost the rings anyway! Now, because of her, I'm missing two of the other rings, they could be lost forever, and she still acts like her shit don't stink. I can't wait to get away from her ass.
Tayla.Choi
"Who?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Tayla Choi: Honestly, Doc, I can't remember this bitch for the life of me. I see her around, and I notice that she ain't done shit so far. I'm not sure if she can't or won't - but the point is that if you're going to sit here on your ass, then you need to get the hell out of here. We are literally getting cut down, Doc; we don't need dead weight.
"Edict".Devola
"I wonder if he's still the same egotistical snake he always was." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Greyson Devola: Edict, I never liked him, Doc. We were in two separate circles in the Old Coven, but I got enough of him. He bankrolled the Coven and got us the robes and the old lair and shit. At first, he was just a regular-ass guy to me, but once you peel back the layers... he's a snake. A bastard. He's a manipulator, always trying to get into your head and make you feel like the most important person in the room. But it was a tool for him to get what he wanted from you. I never trusted him,. He’s got this way of worming into your head, making you second-guess everything. Every conversation with him is like a chess match, and you don’t even realize you’re playing until he's bled you of everything of use and tossed you aside. He always has something up his sleeve, always a step ahead. And the worst part? We needed him. We needed his connections, his money, his influence, and his goddamn magic. I hate to admit it, but we wouldn't have had half the intel or resources without him. He's good at what he does; I'll give him that. But it doesn't mean I have to like it. Or him. I told myself if he ever did anything to Lisa, I would tear his head off in front of everyone. But... I rarely, if ever, see his ass at the meetings, though, doc, but when I do, I can't help but wonder what he's up to, what he's planning, and what he actually wants. If he really thinks he's untouchable, he's got another thing coming.
Jack.Hawthorne
"..." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Jack Hawthorne: Ugh... just thinking about him sends a tingle down my spine. Deep down, it's not like I don't trust him - or maybe I don't. His eccentrics, the way the shadows dance at his fingertips, the way he travels through the darkness - reminds me too much of the Stygian Snake. This brings up other bad memories, and I would rather not face them right now. But it's almost like he modeled himself after the damned thing, doc! Jack's magic is too similar for it to be a coincidence, but... I can't help but say we need him with all the murders. His knowledge of magic, his power... We need that if we get out of this in one piece. It seems like he's one of the few people who give a damn, so that's a plus. But was I trusting him? That’s a whole 'nother discussion, Doc. He’s always been an enigma to me, that weird-ass mix of brilliance and madness - Though, Lisa wasn't that different. Cross that off the transcripts for me, Doc. I can’t deny that he’s saved our asses more times than I can count. When we fought the Stygian Snake, he pushed back the damned things forced with the same ass energy as me. He lost a fuckin' arm for crying out loud, doc! How could I not respect that? Yet, the fear lingers. Because deep down, I can’t shake the feeling that we’re playing with fire. Jack’s magic and connection to the Void is... dangerous. I'm not a magical expert, but what happens if he goes too deep? What happens if that magic he throws around is controlling him? I have to push those thoughts aside. Focus on what’s important. Jack ain't give me a reason not to trust him. His weird-ass eccentrics are just part of who he is - just like Lisa's were part of hers. And right now, we need every bit of his weird ass to survive this. I know he’s fighting for the same thing I am, and it's just my trauma pushing him away. So, I’ll trust him. But I'll also watch him. I may not be able to stop him right now.
"Sully".McPherson
"You're a big goof, but I can't say that you were ever a bad person." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Sully McPherson: swear, just thinking about him makes me want to roll my eyes. He never took anything seriously, always joking or throwing some stupid-ass party. And during the fight with the Stygian Snake? God, I wanted to grab him by his collar, shake him hard as the Trinity Ring would allow, and scream at him to come back down to Earth and realize what the fuck was at stake. Yet, I can't help but respect the guy... The moment that'll stick with me for the rest of my life: The Stygian Snake attacked me and Lisa. I had no goddamn clue about Magic or what was even going on. Lisa ran away. I was fighting for my life. The Stygian Snake impaled me... I thought it was over. He pulled me out of the fire. And shoved that disgusting, herpe-ridden cup into my mouth and saved me. Like, for real, doc! I still got the scars! Adora lifted her shirt, revealing the scar on her midsection, before lowering her shirt. Feel lucky, Doc. You're the only person I trust seeing that.... but it’s annoying. How can someone be so irritating but so indispensable at the same time? I take everything seriously. I pride myself on my ability to give a shit when fighting for our lives became a popularity contest. On the other hand, Sully seems to bumble through life, late to everything and forgetting plans, yet he always comes through when we need him. It’s like he’s got this guardian angel watching over him, Doc, making sure he's always in the right place at the right time. Yet, he's got heart. He cares. Underneath all the jokes and the goofiness, there’s a hero in there. A hero who might just be what we need to face whatever comes next. So, as much as I might want to smack him upside the head sometimes, I can’t help but respect him.
Leon.Richoux
"So what did happen to your pops?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Leon Richoux: Yeah, I still remember Leon, Doc. How could I forget about him? He's fucking huge! I knew about him before the Old Coven because I trained under his pops. Yet... I always had a hard time connecting to him. He usually hung around Blackmore, though, so I kept my distance because I Didn't want to start any more fights with Blackmore. It was obvious that the two of us are completely different people, but I hardly see his ass when we do Coven stuff. It makes me wonder what's so important... Though, our paths crossed at the Halloween Festival after that dickhead Trisha decided to try me. I was beating the breaks off her, and he pulled me off her. While I wish he didn't - at that moment - I respect him for that.
Stormy.Carson
"It was my fault Lisa died. And only my fault." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Stormy Carson: Stormy... He was skinny back in the day, but now? He's built like a fucking mountain. It's obvious he takes care of himself. But, despite looking tough as nails, a kindness to him betrayed it all. Not just that, he's always been a protector; I'm not sure how magic works, but he got the right color of Lux or whatever the fuck it is. I've seen it... Him in action is something I'll never forget, him fighting the Stygian Snake and throwing up his barriers to keep us safe - that was the thing about him. He was determined to keep us safe, which drew me to him in the past. When I was a young gal, I had feelings for him, his compassion, his dedication; it was impossible not to get feelings for him. Yet, I never acted on those feelings, Doc. I knew we had more important things to handle, and I'm confident he never saw me the way I saw him. But now? I noticed he hasn't changed much, and that's good. He still wants to protect us. And he cares, especially when no one else does. We haven't talked, but I reached out to him - hopefully because I wasn't just lonely Doc. I'm unsure if I'm in the right frame of mind to do anything with him, but I still feel some attachment to the guy, Doc. It just wouldn't be fair to either of us if I'm not ready.
Anya.Baksh
"You don't know me." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Anya Baksh: I never interacted with her back in the day, and for good reason. She was yet another snake-like Greyson... I wouldn't be surprised if the two of them are fucking, but again they both have moon-sized egos. But, I can tell she's only in it for herself and doesn't care about anyone else - maybe her homegirl Sloane, but I doubt it. Anya always acted like she was untouchable, above everyone else, but she ain't do a damn thing in the Old Coven, and she ain't do a damned thing now. That's the most annoying part, this bitch sits on her ass but acts like her shit don't stink! There's got to be an angle that bitch is playing, Doc. I know it. But I'll be damned if I let her walk all over us without a fight.
Evelynn.Serenelight
"Friend?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Evelynn Serenelight: I... don't remember her, Doc. The Coven gave me a lot to forget, but I see her around Lila. I'm starting to remember.
Lila.Blackwood
"Friend." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Lila Blackwood: I don't remember her a whole lot, either, Doc... Well, maybe because I remember her as someone different, but that's a whole 'nother discussion. She's the only person who reached out and tried to bring me up to speed when that goofball Auri dipped. I can tell that she cares. I can tell that she thinks highly of me... but it makes me feel like shit when I repress the mere memory of her. That's a bit fucked up on my part. But I know that Emily is out for her ass; I don't know why, though, but... I can't hold a match to Emily G. Reed and Vashti Nour, but I'll do everything in my power to keep her safe from harm. That's a promise..
Jasper.Wilde
"Who?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcript - Adora's Reflections on Jasper Wilde: Don't remember him. He hangs around Lila and Lynn, and that's as far as I know. Maybe I should have a conversation or two with him. Maybe it'd do me some good.
Layla.Hyacinthus
"If what Brit says is correct, we need to get rid of her." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Layla Hyacinthus: Hardly remember Layla, Doc. Well, I do... she was the kid that creepy bitch Alizee dragged into the Old Coven, and that was the start of me riding her. But I don't think I ever talked to Layla... and that goes for current-day Coven, too. I always thought there was something off about her, but Brit says she works for the House of Cards. Now, I don't trust Britney, but I know there's something up with Layla's creepy ass. If it's true, she's out. I don't care. She gotta go. I don't know anything about the House of Cards, but I wouldn't say I like the sound of them. Because we got enough problems on our plate as is without some dumbass adding to it.
Luna.Inoue
"TBA" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Luna Inoue: [I'll write this after I finish the collab with esty but lemme say they're probably not going to be good]
Aislin.Rose
"She's a wide-eyed idealist... I wish I could say that was a good thing." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Aislin Rose: I feel bad that I didn't recognize her at first, but its also been ten years since I have seen her. She was a breath of fresh air in the Old Coven... she always acted like nothing fazed her. And I don't mean that in the way; goofballs and annoys just downplayed everything. She was a beacon of hope, kindness, and compassion - one that helped us in our darkest hours. I remember her as Lisa's friend more than anything, so I don't think I interacted with her much. Though I ran into her at the Halloween Festival and reconnected... she's still the same. I'll admit, I look up to Aislin. She's kind. Hopefully, nothing phases her. Something I wish I could be, but I also wonder if she's just a bit too... Peachy? Little Miss Sunshine? I'm not sure if she'll be that useful right now. But, we need her.
Kenshiro.Murakin
"Who?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Kenshiro Murakin: I... vaguely remember him. I remember some Asian guy teaching Lisa some magic. But a few people were teaching Lisa. I've seen how he acted at Kari's house... he's taking her loss hard. I feel some shared sympathy for the guy... ... Yet, I also see a bit of a mirror. And that's not a good thing.
Ayrin/Aaron.Thorne
"Who?" _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Aryin/Aaron Thorne: Don't remember him... her... but I didn't like she and Linqian were fucking off directly after it was announced someone dead. Like, can you pick any other time to fucking goof off? I got a feeling we'd be better without him... her... damn it.
Amara.King
"I still need to get a feel for you..." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Amara King: I forgot her... but, she seems like a hard charger. A shot caller. She reached out to not only to ask me where the other rings were but also to help me with Luca. Yet, I need to get a better feel for her before I start depending on her, Doc. Maybe just hangout.
Bé.Rochefoucauld
"Good grief, he's back..." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Bébé Rochefoucauld: Now, the Old Coven had some real characters... Emily G. Reed, George Nelson, Hagan Rosefey, those rich dickheads, but somehow Bé takes the cake. I mean, he's cute, but I could never look at the condescending bastard without wanting to punch him in the face like he fucking deserved! Like Sloane and Anya, he had this air of being better than everyone else - so you know I feel about dickheads like that. He was ice-cold, didn't give a damn about nobody - I honestly think he was a sociopath, Doc, like for real. I remember when he was being a dick to Lisa and her friends, and I cursed him out right then and there. He just acted like I was just an annoying background noise. Thankfully, I ain't seen him around, which is good because the "reformed" Coven is negative enough as is. Though, if I ever have to deal with Bébé again, it'll be too soon.
The.Void.Heart
"Never trusted Apparitions. You're just as bad as the Stygian Snake." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on The Void Heart: I don't know much about this thing, but from what I heard it was bad news. I always thought that thing was up to no good. Same with its host. Now, the House of Cards is pissed because we sealed a problematic Apparition. It's just another problem on a list of problems. Good grief.
Lisa.Turner
"Please know that I'm so sorry, Lisa. I'm sorry for failing you." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Lisa Turner: L-Lisa... I can't think about her without getting sad. I can't think about her without thinking about that day. I can't believe that out of all the people that the world could have gone without - it was her that died. I... see her wherever I go. I have nightmares about that day, about what happened to her, and I can't help but wake up, down some alcohol until I can't feel anything else, and then try to push on with my day, doc. I know you said not to do that, but... I... I should maybe talk about Lisa herself and not wallow in self-pity. The gal was always the odd one, obsessed with spiders and other weird stuff. Ah... I remember how she always showed me this weird art, and I freaked out about it the first time, but then, over time, I just shrugged it off. I'm getting off track here; her obsession with spiders was weird but impressive. She knew everything about them - to the point where she modeled her whole magic around spiders. I don't understand how magic works, but the magic she got was a match made in heaven, right, doc? Growing up without any friends is tough as is, but then she was bullied by everyone and their mother. I knew it was because she didn't have the strength to defend herself, and people love weakness. It broke my heart knowing what she was going through. She never caught a break until I came into the picture, Doc; I thought at first I was helping her but realized I grew attached to her... not in that way; I saw her as like the weird-ass little sister I never had but always wanted. She got brought into the Old Coven, and I saw her blossom. I saw that she finally had what she wanted, even though I had to be there to keep assholes that tried to take advantage of her in line, Doc. It was something... from a recluse who was almost bullied to suicide to a warrior. Seeing her riding those spiders into a battle with her two little friends was... adorable. She found her strength. She found her people. She finally found where she was accepted, Doc. And then it was snatched away from her... all because I was stupid. Reckless. Lisa... I had to watch what happened to her. While desperately hoping I can get in there to save her... and by the time I got there, Doc, I... Adora began crying and wiped away her tears. She had seven minutes for herself before she continued. ... I was too late. What hurts the most is that I did so much to help her, only to lose her in the end. Her body... I'm... I'm... let's stop here, Doc. Let's talk about anything else.
Ella.Brooks
"Rest in Peace, Ella. Hopefully, you'll find yourself in a better world than this." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Ella Brooks: I admit, I always thought Ella was annoying back in the day. She was just a cringy-ass weirdo who watched too much anime for her good. But, despite it all, she was one of Lisa's friends - her best friend. For that, she earned my respect and protection, Doc. I watched over her as I watched over Lisa, even though I didn't feel the same about her as I felt about Lisa. I kept the assholes of her whenever I could, but... then I heard that she got ripped to shreds by Apparitions, and yet I couldn't feel but responsible for it. I should have been there to help her; after all, Doc. She was an annoying weirdo who lived in a fantasy world, but she was just a girl. She had heart, passion, and wanted to help us. She dove head first into danger when she had all the reason - and right - just to run away and save herself. Nobody thinks about it like that, Doc. They focus on what they want to focus on. Lisa was crushed when she heard about her death. She didn't leave her room until the final battle, then Saskia went down... I know you say I should stop, but it was my fault that she died. I should have done more, been better, been faster.
Saskia.Otten
"I'm going to remember them not for their death but the fire that was within them. I think it's still burning somewhere out there..." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Saskia Otten: Saskia was... something. A fucking weirdo. They always cracked these dry-ass jokes and tried to make light of it. They were a bit like Lisa because they were misunderstood loners who found their people. Then, they found themselves. I never got to know them, only heard second-hand from Lisa... but fate is one cruel bitch, and I found out that they bled to death fighting the Stygian Snake's minions. Everyone likes to say that it was Blackmore's fault, but I was the one that failed Saskia. Lisa was crushed when she heard about their death. ... But Saskia deserved more than my pity. They deserved to be here.
Kari.Wilson
"Kari deserved better than what I gave her." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Kari Wilson: Kari was... special. Just thinking about her makes me sad. She was a sweet gal. She had a heart of gold and was always there to be a listening ear. She cared, Doc. I saved her and Elsa's life, you know. Back then, she brought a smile to my face more than once. We owed a lot to Kari for finding that damn sword, but she was a friend to me. I know they worked her, but she did it all because she cared about us and knew we were her people, and she didn't want anyone to get hurt. She was one of Lisa's friends, one of her closest. After I left the Old Coven, I ran into Kari at a supermarket... I was honestly caught off guard by it. I tried to go, but she made conversation, gave me her number, and hit me at my house a few times to drop off things like some cake - which was delicious but... No one else from the Old Coven, except Jade, made any attempt to check up on me - but in their defense, I didn't make it easy. And that was the point. I was done with the Old Coven, Doc. I was done with magic. I was done with everything that came with it, Doc. The Old Coven brought up too many bad memories. Even her, and she was sweet. She was a genuinely good person. Kari was trying to be my friend, and she let me know how we were both in the same boat, how we felt about Lisa, and the loss we both felt. She wanted to help me, and I knew it. Yet, I still pushed her away, Doc. I thought it was for my own sake. I couldn't bear to let her see the mess of a person I was, and I thought I was better off alone. Looking back, I made a mistake. I knew she was trying to help me, and if I had just let her in, maybe she would still be around. She deserved it, Doc. She saw past the trainwreck of a person I was, and she was determined to help me even though I didn't want it. Now she's gone... or is she? I was there when her ghost claimed she didn't know us - which is weird. I'm... conflicted. I'm hoping she's not Father Wolf and that she's alive, but Doc, if she is alive... ... Well, we all know this doesn't have a happy ending, doc.
Trisha.Vanburen
"I almost projectile vomited the last time I saw her." _______________________________________________ ...................................................................	Lihn Phan's Session Transcripts - Adora's Reflections on Trisha Vanburen: A spoiled ass brat. She was a liability in the Old Coven, and I'm glad she refused Auri's call. She was a spoiled, insecure brat, and she was obsessed with making it our problem. She always wanted to act like she was better than everyone else, but she was just as broken and lost as everyone else in the Old Coven. Anyone with two brain cells can see that she desperately wants Daddy's love but doesn't get it, so she takes it out on the rest of us. She always projected out instead of in... unfortunately, people were dropping like flies, so we had to tolerate useless idiots like her. I repressed the thought about her for my own sake, but unfortunately, I ran into her miserable ass at the Halloween Festival. And... she's just as bad as ever. She mocked me for losing Lisa - garbage like her shouldn't be allowed even to mutter her name - and I just lost control of myself. I know, Doc... I shouldn't have let her bring me down to her level. And I know that I'm better than her. Again, we should never have to deal with each other ever again.

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

MELLON.COLLIE.HILL
............................................................	A legendary neutral ground of the Covens new and old, Mellon Collie Hill is a location where rituals were conducted and alliances were made. Mellon Collie Hill presents itself as a fancy tourist spot where people take selfies. However, all the legends and stories about it were true. At the base of the hill is a stone staircase that leads to a pathway throughout the Hill. This pathway is etched with rune stones and sometimes artifacts from past rituals that were conducted here. At the very end of the path is a weathered stone altar, and behind it is a stone temple. Here is the spot where active and defunct Covens met and is the location where the 8th Street Covens and Greenwood Covens formed their alliance against the Das Sonnenrad cult.

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

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Kari's House > Joy at Last > Then Back to Pain and Misery.

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An undead minion took a wooden table leg upside the head.

It hit the cold, wet mud as Adora took a deep breath, holding the table leg with both hands as one end rested on the ground. She was soaking wet (she would have to go home and desperately dry off her dreads before mold formed) and covered in mud. She glanced over her shoulder, only to see another silhouette of a zombie approaching her. She swung with full force yet again and sent it to its grave, its brain splattering on the mud, and it leaked a disgusting yellow fluid that was washed away by the rain. Adora's heart rate was exceptionally high; she could barely feel anything else in the chaos of this fight.

Then the zombies started dancing.

Every time she hung out with the Coven, the weirdest-

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I'm Ready - Billy Corgan

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The pink mist overcame Adora, hitting her like a wave as she had her back turned. Thus, she couldn't react in time to stop herself from inhaling the pink smoke, and she panicked for just a moment before it turned into euphoria—a sensation and joy that she had not truly felt in so long. She looked around, seeing herself in Dr. Phan's office... that cutesy little Asian woman sitting in her usual chair - except for once, she stood over that chaise lounge chair.

Adora wore her typical sweatpants and hoodie, but for once, her hood was down, and she had no facemask. She smiled at Lihn as she stepped over and touched her shoulder.

” This will be our last session, Doc. I... think I finally feel better,” ”Thank you, for everything, Doc,”

"You're welcome, Adora," Lihn said. "I'm glad to have helped you."

”You were nice,” Adora said as she hit the door. ” Keep in touch, Doc!”

Adora closed the door behind her and returned to the streets of St. Portwell, taking a deep breath and smiling. It was beautiful, and she could finally enjoy it for what it honestly was... before long, a giant jumping spider with dragonfly wings descended from the sky, and riding on it was Lisa - or was it, Lisa? She looked... different. Yet, Adora couldn't care less, and Lisa smiled at her as she said,

"... Adora! It's so great to see you!" Lisa gave the saddle she was riding on a few pats. "Hop on! The others are waiti
ng!"

Without a second thought, Adora quickly floated into the air and landed on the weird flying spider, and Lisa pointed forward and shouted,

"... Up, up, and away!"

The spider took off, taking them from St. Portwell's downtown area into the sky and north. Adora glanced off the side; everyone looked like an ant from up here! She smiled as she wrapped her arms around Lisa's midsection - even though she was more than capable of saving herself if she fell. It was nice... having Lisa back. A small smile appeared on Adora's face; Lisa looked back at her as she said the words she had wanted to hear for so long.

"... I don't blame you for what happened, you know." Lisa began. "It wasn't your fault."

”It's just...” Adora said as a tear streamed down her face. ”... I couldn't help-”

"Nope! I said it wasn't your fault! So that's the end of it! I'm back. You're okay. I'm... okay." Lisa sighed, before she perked up and smiled. "Oh look! We're heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere!"

They landed in front of the lair of the Old Coven; it was renewed, well-kept, and gorgeous as she remembered it - perhaps more stunning than before. Lisa climbed off the spider, and Adora hopped off and landed beside her as the spider shrunk back to its original size and scurried off into the wilderness. Adora opened the door to the main hall, and everyone stopped what they were doing - before they loudly cheered, and she smiled. There was a massive table with all sorts of food, and it was a busy sight.

Everyone was here - except for the annoying assholes like Emily, Sloane, and Anya, and their ilk - even the people that Adora looked down on ten years ago, like Drake and Linqian, were here. Except they had back the people that they had lost. Drake had his Jade. Linqian had her Jinhai. Kenshiro had his Kari. Ella and Saskia were here too, but they looked different, too. Lisa quickly ran to the hangout and talked to the other two magical girls about... something. Adora just shrugged as she walked in, grabbed a plate, and adorned it with chicken, rice, string beans, and other food.

Only to get tapped on the shoulder, and she turned her head to see Vanessa and Clem!

"It's great to see you again, Adora," Clementine said, smiling at her. And Adora quickly embraced them in a hug, which was pure bliss. She let go of them as she said,

”... I didn't mean to abandon you all,” Adora said.

"We know," Clementine said

"We know, Adora," Vanessa softly nodded, "And we're just glad to have you back."

Clementine reached out and squeezed Adora's hand. "You were going through a lot," she said. "But you're here now... that's what matters."

Tears streamed down Adora's face as she said.

”... Thank you for not giving up on me.”

"You know we'd never do that to you, Adora," Clementine said. "We're all in this together."

Adora let go, wiping her tears, before she sat down and looked to the left and right. The gang was all here, and she ate. Or, she just blinked, and her food was eaten, and it was nighttime. Adora didn't think too hard about it as she just shrugged, but someone else tapped her on the shoulder, and she turned, and it was Kari Wilson.

"Adora!" Kari said, a smile creeping on her face before she added, "Can we talk in private for a moment? I have something to show you."

Then Kari grabbed her hand, led her to the back porch, and stared her in the eyes. She put her hands behind her back and swayed her hips from left to right. Adora coughed, ran a hand through her perfectly dry dreads, and said, ”I'm sorry for pushing you away; I know that if I hadn't, maybe you would be around.”

Kari just stared at her, smiling.

"You need to stop being so hard on yourself all the time, Adora. It's like you can never accept that some things are just out of your control! You'll be happier once you do." Kari laughed, as she did a twirl on one foot, before she stopped and looked Adora straight in the face as she said, "And can't you see me right now? I'm right here. I am still around. I'm not Father Wolf. I'm not hurt. I'm just here."

Adora slowly blinked, processing what Kari said, and ran a hand through her dreads again. ”I know, I know,” Adora began. ”It's just hard sometimes...”

"I get it," Kari said. "But everything is okay now. Everyone is happy. You made everyone happy. Lisa came back. I'm back. Everything is going to be a-okay!" She tilted her head, looking up to Adora with that award winning smile.

"... Oh! Before I forget!" Kari said as she reached behind her, and pulled out a slice of homemade cake, with a fork stabbed into it and everything. She presented it to Adora. "This is my homemade recipe! The one I told you about when I tried to reach out and you brushed me off again! But I forgive you!"

”... I loved it, you know,” Adora said as she took a bite.

"I know," Kari answered. "I know everything, after all! All-Knowing. All-Seeing. Your underwear is green by the way!"

”Hey!” Adora shouted, laughing.

"Just messing with you... I know they're black!" Kari laughed for a minute, before she looked up at the sky.

”You're terrible, Kari,” Adora laughed before she looked up at the sky herself. The night sky over St. Portwell was beautiful; she could see all the stars. ”... St. Portwell is so gorgeous.”

"It really is."

”... Thank you for bringing me out here,”

"You're welcome!"

”... Let's stay out here for a while,” Adora said before taking a seat on the ledge, looking up at the sky.

"Long as you need!" Kari cheerfully said, sitting next to Adora and grabbing onto her hand. They were silent for a few moments, before Kari said, "Let's forget about everything bad that happened. The Stygian Snake. Father Wolf. 8th Street. All of it."

”You know I would love nothing more...” Adora laughed.

Happiness. At long last, Adora was finally happy.

As quickly as Adora had it, it was cruelly snatched from her. The pink mist faded, her jaw dropped, and she looked around... Sloane was almost dead. Everyone was confused, emotionally damaged, and just lost. The area was covered in the crumbled remains of the undead horde that came with 8th Street. The ice fortress had collapsed in on itself. This was all a sick, sick, sick joke, and it was all on them.

Tears fell from Adora's face.

Then she dropped to her knees and had her hands in her face.

Sobbing.

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Auri Auclair.

Interactions: Jasper (@NoriWasHere), Linqian (@FernStone), Sloane/Sully (@Atrophy), the Whole Ass Coven.

Kari's House.

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Shadow on the Sun - Audioslave

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”Can you make plants that act as a filter for the air? Suck away the mist, it’s so intoxicating.”

Jasper

That's not how plants work, you jackass! Britney internally seethed as she held her breath... she was shaking at this point as she was at her limits. She had to think fast; if she so much as responded, she would subjugate herself to this pink bullshit. Britney held her cheeks as she got light-headed; she looked around - she could barely see in this bullshit, but at least the zombies weren't on them anymore. Then, that clever little part of Britney's brain activated as she remembered being a master Floramancer. She stuck her hands out as if holding something... and then created a very long wooden tube. It was long enough to, hopefully, reach the fresh air that was above them.

Gaia bends to my will. Activating Florakinetics!

Using her telekinetic ability to manipulate plants, she made it float to her mouth and had to use all of her concentration and effort to prevent it from getting thrown aside by the storms. She breathed... and felt relief as she-

The pink mist disappeared, and Britney's eyes drifted around before she realized things were safe. She dropped the tube to the ground and assessed the situation. The zombies quickly crumbled into pieces as the ice fortress looming in the distance collapsed. 8th Street was gone - and that was a relief. And-

”SLOANE!”

Drake screamed as he quickly flew over to Sloane and cradled her in his arms as he gently lowered her to the ground.

”_{Fuck, fuck, fuck,} fuck! SULLY! BRING YOUR ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW!”

Auri flew over, landing in the aftermath of this chaos, butterfly wings on her back. She raised her staff in the air as she shouted, "Is everybody okay? I need an immediate headcount! Everyone! Shout your name if you can hear me!"

”Britney!” Britney shouted before she turned to Linqian and grabbed her by the shoulders. ”Girl, are you okay?!”

The Ghost Archives

Kari A. Wilson (DECEASED?)

Alternate Themesong

"All-Seeing. All-Knowing. All-Sharing. All-Caring."

_______________________________________________ Kari Anastasia Wilson She/Her | 26 | African-American | 4'11ft | 168lb _______________________________________________ Inadequate _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents "Unfortunately, I have little to offer besides my abstraction." ___________________________________ [+] Creative Writing ⫻ Kari has always had a talent for creative writing. She has been a bookworm and storyteller since childhood. She has a vivid imagination and can weave deep, complex storylines that could make Hollywood hang their heads. This skill was developed to help her express her thoughts and emotions creatively, turning her experiences into short stories and poetry. Drawing and Art ⫻ In addition to her writing, Kari is a skilled artist with a focus on drawing. She enjoys sketching scenes from her imagination and illustrating characters from her stories. Her artwork ranges from simple drawings to more detailed and colorful pieces that she finishes off in some image editors. These days, Kari uses her art as a form of creative therapy, allowing her to explore, express, and healthily process her emotions. Problem-Solving ⫻ Kari is an excellent problem-solver with an analytical mind that was developed through her time in the Old Coven. There, she had to think on her feet and stay calm under pressure, which shaped her ability to find creative solutions to problems. Mediation and Conflict Resolution ⫻ A skill that emerged from her role as a peacemaker in the Old Coven, she made herself great at solving conflicts and fostering peace between members of the Old Coven. She was empathetic in resolving disputes, often helping others find common ground and understand different perspectives. She played a crucial role in keeping the group together for as long as possible, though she couldn't help but feel like she was only delaying the inevitable. Firearms ⫻ Born out of necessity due to the increasingly dangerous situation in St. Portwell and that she's practically helpless compared to some of the others, Kari has learned how to handle and operate firearms, specifically pistols. Though she doesn't consider herself a gunslinger, Kari dedicated time to learning the fundamentals, ensuring she could handle a pistol safely and accurately.

Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "I'm cuddly." The All-Knowing, All-Caring woman herself! Kari is a petite and approachable woman, with not so much hair on her body that anyone would find intimidating. Whether it's her short stature, smile, or chubby facial features, she looks very approachable and open, not the kind of person who would be mysterious at all. She usually speaks with a very bubbly tone and usually has a friendly, open demeanor. Smiling, eye contact to ensure she's listening, and positive energy are her trademarks; even in tense situations, Kari maintains a calm and reassuring presence. Kari is a petite African-American woman, standing at just four-eleven, with a chubby frame that she was cursed with since childhood due to her shitty genetics and love of eating. Her build is voluptuous, with a fat butt but a relatively average chest at 34B, and she carries herself with a casual, almost reserved demeanor. Her round face is marked by a gentle smile, which, when it appears, brings warmth to all in sight. Something as trademark as her smile are her wire-frame glasses that not only correct her shitty eyesight but add another layer of cuteness and sophistication to the gal. Her hair is naturally curly due to the afro texture that all African Americans have. Still, Kari keeps it straightened and is generally styled in a way that suits her laid-back personality. Kari often pulls her hair back into a simple ponytail or bun, but she lets that hang loose at home. Her hair is usually kept at a manageable length, long enough to style but not so long that it becomes a hassle. Kari's wardrobe reflects her modest personality, with a focus on dresses that are simple yet flattering. She prefers A-line cuts that complement her chubby frame but don't show too much. To add a touch of character to her look, she might wear patterns like black-on-black stripes or polka dots, enhancing her witchy vibes without drawing too much attention. Kari doesn't go for accessories, but she keeps it simple when she does. She might wear small earrings or a delicate necklace, but she rarely opts for anything too flashy. However, she usually carries a small crossbody bag or a simple tote to hold her essentials, typically a book to read or a notepad. Footwear is another area where Kari's practicality shines; she generally picks comfortable shoes like black flats or pumps and puts on Sneakers or slip-on shoes when she expects to be on her feet for a while. Sometimes, she will put on some ankle or combat boots. However, Kari usually has a wide-brimmed fedora on her head, which gives her a witch-like vibe.

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"You don't know what it's like to be helpless as the only thing you can do is watch the people you love get ripped apart."

MAIN GOAL ⫻ Kari's primary goal is to find a purpose. After the collapse of the Old Coven and the loss of her closest friend, the Magical Girls, she is unsure of where to go or what to do with her life. The trauma she experienced has left her feeling broken and without a clear direction, and it weighs heavily on her as she tries to reconcile the person she once was with the person she's become. Her purpose has shifted from finding a way to defeat the Stygian Snake to coping with the war inside her. She longs for a place or group that can give her something to belong to, as she not only finds her inner peace but something that can help her rebuild her sense of self-worth. Kari's goal is ultimately to rediscover who she is and what she stands for, but she's unsure where to start. The dissolution of the Old Coven left her with more questions than answers, and she's constantly searching for signs of hope in a world that feels hopeless.

PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Kari used to be the optimist; she believed in hope, love, and compassion and thought that she could use her magic to make everyone happy. Kari previously believed in the power of second chances and advocated forgiveness and redemption over punishment. She thought that regardless of their actions, people could alwayschange for the better. Her worldview was rooted in empathy and a fundamental belief in the goodness of human nature and everyone has some good in them. This naive belief shaped her role as a mediator, always seeking to bridge gaps and resolve conflicts with understanding above anything else. However, Britney Williams's actions utterly shattered this optimistic outlook. The realization that someone she trusted could harm others for a weak reason utterly uprooted Kari's belief in second chances. She felt betrayed by the Old Coven's leadership for essentially allowing Britney to go unchecked until after the situation with the Stygian Snake had been revolved. It made her question the value of giving people a chance to redeem themselves when it led to more pain and suffering. This has left Kari skeptical of people's intentions and cautious about extending trust.

Despite it all, she still believes in compassion, but she's less willing to overlook people's actions and is thus far harsher on them, and she is more protective over the boundaries of not just herself but those around her. The experience with Britney has made her wary of people who seem well-intentioned, and she finds it difficult to forgive those who hurt people in the past, even if they claim they've changed. While she still values kindness, she strongly focuses on protecting herself.

SECRETS ⫻ Kari's observation spell allows her to observe locations and individuals remotely, and she has used this ability to uncover dark secrets within not only the Old Coven but also her present social circles. She has chosen to keep some secrets, fearing the repercussions of revealing them. Additionally, Kari's observations have led her to discover some truths about the Stygian Snake and beings similar to it, knowledge that she guards fiercely.

SEXUALITY ⫻ Kari is pansexual and is attracted to people regardless of gender. However, Kari's guilt, self-hatred, feelings of inadequacy and the loss of her friends have left her detached from romantic and sexual relationships. The trauma of losing those she cared about has made it difficult for her to form new romantic connections, leading her to focus on rebuilding her sense of self-worth instead. However, Kari's pansexuality remains a crucial part of her identity, and she hasn't given up on relationships. Deep down, she hopes to find someone who can understand her pain and help her heal.

FEARS ⫻ Kari's greatest fear is losing control over her life and abilities. The collapse of the Old Coven and Britney Williams's actions have left her desperate to keep control of her life and her actions—she refuses to let anyone dictate the fate of herself and others. She worries that her Observation spell, once a source of pride, power, and limitless knowledge, could become a liability if used against her. After losing Lisa, Saskia, and Saskia in the battle with the Stygian Snake, she fears forming new connections because she fears she will only lose them in the end. This made her more reserved and hesitant to socialize, even though she longs for it. A struggle where she attempts to balance the need for human companionship with pushing people away so she doesn't lose more people. Finally, Kari is haunted by the memories of the Stygian Snake's rampage and the destruction it caused, including the deaths of Ella, Lisa, and Saskia. This fear drives her to continue using her observation spell to monitor Shimmer and the adjacent world, hoping she can prevent another tragedy.

REPUTATION IN OLD COVEN ⫻ In the Old Coven, Kari had a reputation for being a compassionate and caring individual, someone who was always willing to help others. Her crowning achievement was locating the Apparition Killer, an artifact that allowed the Old Coven to defeat the Stygian Snake. Alongside this, Kari used her observation spell to find other valuable artifacts, such as the Bull's Ring, which proved essential in the Coven's battle against the Stygian Snake. This earned her the respect and admiration of her peers, making her one of the most valued members of the Coven. Beyond that, Kari was also known for her talent as a mediator. When conflicts arose within the Old Coven, she often stepped in and tried to de-escalate the situation. Her ability to understand different perspectives made her a natural peacemaker, but there was only so much Kari could do. Kari was the one who discovered that Britney was forcing people to adjoin with Apparitions, and rather than staying silent, she brought the issue to the Coven's leadership and pushed for accountability. However, this was during the Coven's darkest hour, and the leadership requested that she remain quiet. However, after the Stygian Snake was defeated, she openly announced to the entire Coven Britney's actions with proof and pushed for her removal. This move showed her commitment to justice and the well-being of others and made some view her as even more of a hero. This truly cemented her as a vital member of the Old Coven, but again, there was only so much one person could do, and it meant little in the end as the Coven fell apart.

However, she wasn't above criticism, as many found her ability (and habit) to spy on people without their knowledge uncomfortable and leveled complaints at her as well. Some even lobbied to have her removed despite her contributions.

ROLE IN THE BATTLE WITH THE STYGIAN SNAKE ⫻ During the battle with the Stygian Snake, Kari played a pivotal role in the Old Coven. Using her Observation spell, she could remotely track the Stygian Snake's movements and locate key critical artifacts in the fight. Using her Observation spell, she could track the Stygian Snake and its forces, thus allowing them to strategize and form plans. While also informing them of traps, ambushes, and other dangers and leading them to key locations where they could strike back against the Stygian Snake's thralls, Apparitions, and Abominable. The most significant contribution to the Old Coven was locating the Apparition Killer, the ultimate weapon used to weaken the Stygian Snake so they could seal it into that tree. This discovery required countless hours of observing different dimensions, but it all paid off. She told the Old Coven where it was located, and the recovery team found it in a complex labyrinth and brought it back to Shimmer just in time for the final battle.

FLAWS ⫻ Once a cheerful and fun-loving young lady, the loss of her closest friends and the betrayals she witnessed left her emotionally scarred for loss. This trauma manifests in her as self-hatred and feelings of inadequacy, leading her to brutally question her self-worth. Kari often doubts herself despite her accomplishments, which has dampened her confidence. She struggles to let go of past mistakes and feels a neverending guilt for being unable to do anything to save Lisa, Saskia, and Ella. Her traumatic experiences have also led to a general sense of detachment; Kari finds it challenging to form new relationships and tends to isolate herself, being unable to approach and create new meaningful relationships. This makes her appear distant and aloof, even though she cares for those around her. Her reluctance to engage with others on a deeper level stems from her fear of experiencing more loss. This makes it difficult for people to understand her and misinterpret her feelings.

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"I'm sad to say I'll never be as important or useful as I was in the Old Coven..."

Native of St. Portwell, Kari grew up in a quiet neighborhood, surrounded by a close-knit family. She was the family's bookworm and always preferred the company of her favorite literature over playing games with the other kids. As a child, she had a strong imagination and got lost in her thoughts, creating entire worlds. She spent her time as a kid writing stories that she would make into TV shows and movies! Her nature as an introvert made it hard for her to make new friends (That wasn't a bad thing because it wasn't her primary interest), but her best friend, as long as she could remember, Elsa Conner, whether Kari wanted her to or not, was always there to pull her out of her shell. Despite her hesitance, Kari would often find herself tagging along with Elsa to parties and doing things to make Elsa happy. Despite her reluctance to leave home sometimes, their friendship was as solid as it gets and built on a foundation of trust, love, and shared experiences. The two of them balanced each other out, where Elsa helped Kari become more social, and Kari mellowed out Elsa's more excitable side and kept her from acting too impulsively.

Kari's childhood was not notable, as she just did regular kid stuff... however, the Stygian Snake's arrival at St. Portwell changed everything enough to force Kari out of her shell. People started dying in boatloads, there were millions of dollars in damages, and nobody could explain why. What started as a regular night out turned into a nightmare as they found themselves in the crosshairs of the Stygian Snake's rampage. They were hanging out at Elsa's house when the Stygian Snake's thralls attacked them. Kari's instincts kicked in, and her quick thinking helped them survive, but the event caused both of them to undergo a Kindling-Event - with Kari activating her White Lux and Elsa activating her Red Lux. However, it didn't do them much good because the Stygian Snake's minions were on top of them and had no spells at their current disposal.

Britney Williams, a member of the Sycamore Tree Coven, rescued them and introduced them to a world Kari had only read about in books: the world of magic and the paranormal. It was something fresh, new, unique, and exciting! She discovered the wonders of magic and met many people, including her friend group, "The Magical Girls," which consisted of herself, Ella Brooks, Saskia Otten, and Lisa Turner. Not only did Britney see potential in both Kari and Elsa, but Kari's White Lux intrigued her the most. With the instructions and expertise of Britney, Kari was able to develop the spell that would be a breakthrough in the fight against the Stygian Snake: Observation.

Through some tweaking, trial and error, and experimentation, Kari could observe a location remotely as if she were there and peer into different dimensions in the All-Verse. This spell made her an invaluable asset to the Sycamore Tree Coven, allowing them to track the movements of the Stygian Snake and locate valuable artifacts like the Bull's Ring and the key to defeating the Stygian Snake: The Apparition Killer. She spent an entire week looking for the sword and watching over the parties that went to recover them. Kari became a crucial player in the Coven's battle against the Stygian Snake, as without them, they would not have been able to find the Apparition Killer and would have lost the final battle.

However, apart from her "all-caring" person, Kari would occasionally observe the people she cared about to keep tabs on them, and this is how she was the one who found out that Britney Williams was going around adjoining people to Apparitions by force. She brought this up to the Coven's leadership, who told her to keep quiet until things blew over. Kari was not happy about it, but she had no choice but to oblige with the Old Coven's leadership. Not only that, she found out about her friend Lisa Turner's stalking habits, but unlike Britney, she figured that she was going to talk to Lisa about it gently after everything blows over.

However, despite it all, they pulled through and sealed the Stygian Snake, but Kari wasn't happy at all... Not only did she practically have to sit by and let Britney hurt people, but she lost her three best friends (Lisa, Saskia, and Ella) and watched them die, helpless to do anything about it. She remained in the Old Coven despite the trauma they brought her, but one of the first things that Kari did was reveal to the entire Coven what Britney was doing and provide proof. Then, she attempted to steer the Coven toward removing Britney and helping her victims.

Though, instead of listening to her, the Sycamore Tree Coven faced internal strife and constant bickering. Kari, ever the peacemaker, tried to keep the group together, but not even she could keep the Coven together. She watched as everyone left one by one, and she was one of the last members there - and even thought about forming her own Coven, but ultimately. After the Coven broke up, Kari found herself at a crossroads; she didn't know what to do with her life; she felt so attached to them, yet all she could do was stare at the remains. Not only that, the Coven left her with heaps of guilt, self-hatred, and inadequacy, and she just desperately wanted the rest of the magical girls back so they could be together again.

Years passed, and her feelings intensified as she realized she would never be as important as in the Old Coven. Her parents, survivors of the "natural disaster" that hit St. Portwell, decided to retire to Florida and left Kari their house—her childhood home. Hoping for a semblance of normalcy, she went to college, dropped out, and ultimately took a secretary position at a tech firm owned by the illustrious Blake Schmidt, Paragon United Tech Solutions.

However, her curiosity about the Stygian Snake never faded. In her spare time, Kari continued to use her Obersation Spell to peer into other dimensions, gathering information about the Stygian Snake, other beings out there, and whatever else she could ascertain about the alternate dimensions (but often she found people (and monsters) banging). She didn't just view these events; she wrote them down into a collection of different notes and had amassed thousands of notes detailing findings on not just the Stygian Snake but other Paranormal-Beings. She kept them safe with the help of Kenshiro Murakin.

As much as she tried to, Kari couldn't shut out the deteriorating situation in the city, and unfortunately, one of the Coven's vast mistakes reared its head: Emily G. Reed. Kari knew that Emily had formed her own Coven, but she began harassing Kari to join 8th Street due to how useful she was, and she wasn't taking no for an answer. Despite Kari's best attempts, she had no choice but to join one of the other factions to get Emily off her back, and she enjoyed some peace.

A few months later, the murders began, and Kari began acting strange... she withdrew from all social circles, quit her job, and just remained in her house until Father Wolf murdered her. She was buried next to her best friend, Elsa Connor, also a victim of Father Wolf.

That should have been the end, but it turns out that, after summoning her spirit, their Kari has been replaced by another from another universe. Thus, the reformed Sycamore Tree Coven has been attempting to track Kari down to figure out just what exactly happened to her.

And if she has anything to do with Father Wolf.

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"Where ever you go, I'm with you!"

TYPE ⫻ Adept.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ White Lux. Her Channeler is her friendship bracelet with Elsa.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Kari Wilson's White Lux manifests into a blend of intuition, perception, and compassion, designed to navigate both the physical and emotional realms. Her spells range from powerful observation abilities that allow her to see and hear from afar, to empathic connections that help her understand the emotions and well-being of others. Kari's spellbook is flexible, with spells that let her explore the unseen, uncover hidden truths, and locate friends in need. At the heart of her magic is a deep sense of empathy and a strong bond with those she cares about, guiding her actions and strengthening her resolve. Whether she's tracing magical disturbances or creating a beacon of light to signal her location, Kari's magic is a testament to her profound understanding of all elements of life.

OBSERVATION ⫻ A pinnacle Spell in Kari Wilson's (and the Old Coven's) magical arsenal, and it is also the most potent. By focusing her mind, she can establish an "Observation Point," a magical focal point that she can move around freely to scan the surrounding area. Through this Observation Point, Kari can visualize the location as if she had an extra pair of floating eyes and can also hear everything through this Observation Point. With Observation, Kari can explore various locations without physically being there and establish Observation Points to gather information from different parts of the same building, across St. Portwell, or even in entirely separate dimensions. Unlike traditional scrying spells, which require an existing connection to the target, Kari's Observation can leap into unknown places and navigate as needed. She can adjust her perspective, zooming in or panning out as required, and it can move through walls, floors, and other barriers completely undetected by mundane means. Not only that, Kari can create up to four Observation Points and move them around independently of one another, which is a powerful asset. However, creating multiple Observation Points increases the strain on her mind, requiring far more concentration and causing more fatigue with extended use.

The Loving Eye ⫻ A sub-spell under Kari's overall Observation spell, this allows her to create an observation point on someone she loves or cares about at will. Once created, the observation point stays with and follows the person, enabling Kari to watch over them from wherever they are, regardless of whether or not they're in the same dimension. The observation point provides real-time visual and auditory information, allowing her to keep a loving eye over them.

INTUITIVE PERCEPTION ⫻ This discipline, characterized by its focus on information spells, plays a crucial role in Kari's spellbook. These spells harness the power of perception and intuition, allowing her to gather insights and uncover hidden truths with a touch or a focused gaze. Each spell within this group offers a unique way for Kari to gain information, whether through direct contact with objects and people or by tapping into the subtle energies surrounding apparitions and artifacts.

Mechanical Insight ⫻ A spell that allows Kari to instantly learn the inner workings of an object with a mere touch. When she makes contact with an item, she gains knowledge of its construction, functionality, and possible uses. The depth of understanding depends on how long she touches the object; she can discern even intricate details and subtle mechanisms with prolonged touch. With this ability, she can identify weak points, locate hidden compartments, and gain insight into complex devices or artifacts.

Apparition Insight ⫻ This spell grants Kari an instinctual understanding of Apparitions by allowing her to view their aura and concentrate on it. She can determine what belief or emotion spawns the Apparition and get a general sense of their Abstraction. As she gazes into the aura, the spell reveals clues about the Apparition's nature and, thus, its intentions.

Artifact Intuition ⫻ A crucial spell in the fight against the Stygian Snake, one that Kari made to help the Old Coven decide if a recovered artifact was helpful or not. When Kari places her hands on an artifact, she can instantly sense its magical properties, understanding its intended use and any hidden functions it might possess. The longer she holds the Artifact, the more detailed her understanding becomes, allowing her to identify its core mechanisms and deduce how to activate or utilize its magical properties.

Pericognition ⫻ Pericognition is a spell that enables Kari to gain contextual information from an object through touch. Instead of focusing on the internal workings, this spell allows her to understand the history surrounding the item. When Kari places her hand on an object, she can sense its past — such as the last few people who handled it and significant events in which it was involved. The longer she maintains contact, the deeper her insight becomes, allowing her to create a timeline of key moments or interactions related to the object.

Fate-Touch ⫻ When Kari touches someone, she can gain insight into their fate, perceiving hints about events in their future. It's not quite the ability to see when it's somebody's time to go, but she can provide a vague guess on it on touch. With prolonged contact, she can gain information on events in a person's purple, and the longer she maintains contact, the more evident this will become as she learns about the timing of those events.

Tracer ⫻ Tracer is a spell designed to detect the residual energy left behind by magical disturbances. When cast, Tracer scans an area for any signs of magical activity for Kari and creates a floating glowing orb at the exact spot where it occurred. By focusing on this orb, Kari can identify the type of magic used, giving her knowledge on both the abstAbstraction used and the kind of Paranormal-Being(s) involved. Additionally, the Tracer spell picks up a "scent" of the residual energy, which manifests as a flowing glowing trail leading toward the source of the disturbance. The trail can guide Kari to the Paranormal-Being responsible for the magical event.

Information-Sharing ⫻ Information-Sharing allows Kari to transfer information gathered from her other spells to another person through touch. She can share details from Precognition or Mechanical-Insight by placing her hand on another person. This spell was crucial in the fight with the Stygian Snake and allowed her to share the location of the Apparition Killer and where the Stygian Snake's forces were. However, the transfer process can be disorienting and might take time for the recipient to comprehend it fully.

THE LOVING-BOND ⫻ This spell group is driven by compassion and represents Kari's bond the people she loves and her ability to connect to them without magic. The spells in this discipline revolve around Kari's emotional ties, allowing her to locate, aid, and understand the people close to her.

Emotional Spectrum ⫻ This spell allows Kari to view the auras of people around her and understand their emotional states based on the colors she perceives. When cast, Emotional Spectrum manifests as an array of colors around the people in her vicinity. Each color corresponds to a specific emotion or state of mind: red signifies anger, blue represents sadness, green indicates happiness, yellow points to fear, and so forth. As Kari observes the person, she can identify emotional shifts and gauge the intensity of someone's feelings.

Friend-Finder ⫻ This spell allows Kari to locate her friends across significant distances by utilizing her emotional connection to find them using her White Lux. When cast, the spell locks onto the friend's aura signature, highlighting it with a color unique to them and can be seen by anybody nearby. This creates a path on the ground, guiding Kari or others directly to the person. The path's brightness and clarity depend on the strength of the bond between Kari and her friend.

Tender Embrace ⫻ A spell that allows Kari to assess a person's physical and emotional condition through touch. When she lays her hand on someone, the spell gently reads their body's signals and mental state, giving Kari a clear sense of any injuries or underlying emotional distress.

Compassionate Insight ⫻ Compassionate Insight allows Kari to trace the origin of a person's injury. By focusing on a wound, she is pulled into a Recollection that begins a few moments before they receive the injury and ends directly after the wound has been received.

A Friend in Need ⫻ A passive spell that grants Kari an intuitive danger sense when her friends or loved ones are in peril. It manifests as a surge of awareness in her mind, alerting her to when someone close to her is in distress. Guardian Angel allows Kari to briefly see the auras of her friends and loved ones to determine their exact location. The spell's sensitivity is tied to Kari's emotional bond with the individuals involved, with more robust connections yielding more precise warnings.

The Guiding Light ⫻ A spell Kari created to help people find her if she was ever in danger or got lost. It allows her to create a towering beacon of light that pierces the heavens, revealing her location to friends and allies. When cast, The Guiding Light emits an intense beam of light that can be seen from all over, even through solid barriers or dense obstacles. It serves as a pinpoint of Kari's location, no matter what obstructions might exist. The Guiding Light's intensity is directly proportional to Kari's emotional state, with stronger emotions producing a more potent beam.

Touching-Echo ⫻ Touching Echo embodies Kari Wilson's profound connection to her cherished memories and her desire to share them with those she holds dear - or leave behind a warning. Through this spell, Kari can leave behind a magical imprint of a memory in a location, that is experienced as a Recollection either when they enter or spend a significant time in that area. A Touching Echo can remain in a location for years.

LIMITS ⫻

OBSERVATION ⫻ While using Observation, Kari has to remain stationary and focus, if she is moved or attacked while using this spell, the Spell can be canceled entirely. Kari must find a secure and quiet location to concentrate when using Observation, which can restrict her ability to use the spell in chaotic or high-stress situations. The more Observation Points Kari creates, the more challenging it becomes to maintain control. Each additional point increases the cognitive load, requiring her to focus more and manage the resulting mental strain. While a single Observation Point can be maintained with relative ease, adding more can lead to disorientation and a shorter duration of use. Kari cannot use any of her other spells while using Observation.

INTUITIVE PERCEPTION ⫻ If Kari overuses these spells, she risks severe fatigue, headaches, or even temporary loss of magical abilities due to mental exhaustion. The Mechanical Insight spell works best on physical mechanisms. The information gained might be minimal or irrelevant if the object relies on magical constructs. Fate-Touch can only offer insights into specific pivotal moments rather than a comprehensive view of a person's future, meaning Kari might miss significant events or draw incorrect conclusions. The Tracer spell has a half-hour time limit; beyond this, the glowing trail gradually fades until it disappears entirely. This spell can be used once per magical disturbance. Tracer's scent-based tracking might be imprecise in crowded or heavily trafficked areas, where the residual energy from multiple sources could cause confusion or misleading trails. Information-sharing can only transfer information gathered from the Observation and the Intuitive Perception disciplines. It cannot share knowledge or memories unrelated to these spells.

THE LOVING-BOND ⫻ The Emotional Spectrum spell has a limited range of around three meters; anyone outside of it will be out of range. Environmental factors such as low light can interfere with the spell's effectiveness, making the auras unclear. The spell can overwhelm Kari with sensory input if many people are in the area, making it difficult to focus. Friend-finder requires a strong emotional connection to lock onto a specific person, and if Kari's bond with someone weakens, she may not be able to use the spell on them. The spell also doesn't reveal barriers, obstacles, or other hazards along the path, which is the shortest route to them. The Friend in Need spell's "warning system" can sometimes trigger false alarms if a loved one is startled or under mild stress.

The spell doesn't grant detailed information about the danger, only a general sense of distress. Its sensitivity is tied to Kari's emotional bond with people; if she's emotionally distant, the warning might not trigger. The Guiding Light lasts a limited duration, typically a few minutes, and gradually fades in time. While the beacon is highly visible, its effectiveness diminishes with distance, and its range is limited by terrain and weather conditions. Casting The Guiding Light consumes a significant amount of Kari's energy, limiting the number of times she can use it in a short period. It also has an hour of cooldown time before it can be used again. Creating a Touching Echo requires significant energy and concentration from Kari. She can only leave behind a limited number of echoes (around five) at any given time, and each one demands careful crafting and maintenance.

WEAKNESSES ⫻

OBSERVATION ⫻ Observation is a powerful tool in Kari's arsenal. However, it comes at a cost. First and foremost, Kari has seen things she does not want to see more times than she can count, and the thoughts of it make her shudder. So, she can't use it willy-nilly, or else her psyche will not be able to handle it. Observation has made people uncomfortable in the past, as a spell that lets her spy on people without their knowledge is a potent tool.. she has to be careful who she informs of this ability and how she uses it. Observation has caused so much detachment and self-hatred in Kari due to her ability to see events but have no direct control over them as they play out. She watched her three friends die and was helpless to save them, which made her feel intense helplessness and guilt, which interfered with her social life. Prolonged use of Observation, especially with multiple Observation Points, can cause significant mental strain on Kari. This strain can manifest as intense headaches, fatigue, nausea, and dizziness. In extreme cases, excessive use of Observation could lead to memory loss or unconsciousness. Finally, while using Observation, she loses all ability sense through her body, leaving her vulnerable to attack. She has to remain immobile the entire time, which cannot help.

INTUITIVE PERCEPTION ⫻ Using Mechanical Insight on complex or magical objects for too long can lead to sensory overload, causing intense mental fatigue and confusion. Staring into an Apparition's aura for too long might expose Kari to negative energy and spiritual corruption. This can lead to disorientation and paranoia or even allow the Apparition to extend its influence on Kari and control her. Focusing on an Apparition's aura can alert the Apparition to Kari's presence, allowing them to see her aura. Artifact Intuition may expose Kari to cursed Artifacts, and by using this spell, certain artifacts might carry lingering memories or emotions that can affect Kari's psyche. Environmental conditions, such as wind, rain, fire, etc, can disrupt or destroy the trail created by the Tracer Spell, making it harder for Kari to follow or detect.

THE LOVING-BOND ⫻ The Guiding Light is incredibly bright and noticeable, and everyone, friend and foe alike, can perceive it and track down her location. However, the other spells within the Loving Connection have no notable weaknesses or drawbacks.

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Lisa writhed in pain, as whatever Dr. Cross threw at them, electrocuted the living daylights out of her. Or it was something like that. It didn’t feel hot at all. It just hurt. Eventually, Lisa fell to the ground, as she looked over to Ella. She couldn’t help but feel compelled to reach her hand out towards her friend before she lost consciousness…

… Then it stopped.

She felt relief.

Yet disappointment.

”... Let’s do it again another time, okay?” Lisa chuckled.

"No way!" Ella had ended up curled up on the floor, her magical girl outfit dispelled so she was back in the jarringly black hoodie and skirt. She was closer to Lisa than she had been when hit, as if she'd been trying to move towards her. "That hurt so much! Why do you want to do it again?"

”Oh! You’re such a crybaby! Who isn’t into a little electro-torture?!” lisa laughed, as she climbed to her feet.

Ella shook her head, pushing herself up into a sitting position and looking around. "Wait, where's Saskia?!"

Lisa dusted herself off.

That was a good question.

”Maybe-”

There was a boom not too far away. Normally Lisa would have been all for running away but with Saskia missing… Lisa grabbed Ella’s hand.

”Let’s go find them!”

"Yes, let's go, they might be in danger!" Ella gripped Lisa's hand tight and dragged her towards the booming sound - through the completely destroyed wall. They didn't have to go far to find Saskia.

Ella ground to a halt as soon as she saw them. "Saskia!"

Saskia was in the middle of the dining room, destroyed table and chairs scattered around them. Three blood tendrils held them up above the floor. They were covered in mutilated flesh and blood, bone spears sticking out from random parts of their body. Painful, dark red clotted wounds were visible beneath the gore coating them. Another blood tendril was brutally picking through mangled remains, stabbing or squeezing anything that might still resemble a body part.

They paused upon hearing Ella, head slowly turning towards the two of them. Their bloodstained lips pulled up into a half smile, eyes devoid of any emotion. The tendril stopped rummaging through the remains and lifted, pointing at them both. "Oh, you're late. I already killed them. Let's kill the rest."

Yikes. Lisa thought to herself as she stared at the scene. Her eyes darted from left to right, she twiddled her thumbs. Something was off here. Saskia wasn’t… Saskia.

”Um… no,” Lisa awkwardly laughed. ”Let’s find Kimberly and Jordan and get out of here.” She shot both of her thumbs towards the exit… or one of the holes in the wall.

They could hear the sounds of the chaotic fight underground… which let Lisa know that they were still alive. ”Cool!” she said with a smile. ”Let’s help our friends!”

"Yeah let's go help them!" Ella nodded.

"What do you mean no?" Saskia tilted their head. "Help them kill, or help them escape?"

The tendril that wasn't supporting them shot out, wrapping around a destroyed half of the table. They threw it towards the hole Lisa had pointed to, haphazardly blocking it. "I won't let you trick me out of tearing this entire place down."

To punctuate their point, a tendril shot past the two of them and slammed into the wall with a bang, punching a crater into it as debris fell to the ground.

Lisa looked over her shoulder at the hole in the wall… Her jaw dropped. There was something wrong with Saskia, but what? What changed? Wait… could it have been that weird rock she found on the side o- No, the one Dollhouse gave her. Lisa smiled, awkwardly, extending a hand…

”Saaaaaaaaaaakia! Can you show me that cool rock you found the other day!?”

"You’re just stalling for time." Another blood tendril shot past them, slamming into the wall again, as if caging them in. At the same time more blood leaked from wounds on their body, forming a thin layer of armour, and two blood blades came from her arms.

Ella let out a gasp. "Normally she can’t use that much blood!"

"I don’t want to hurt you." A struggle appeared in Saskia’s eyes for a moment, before going back to a deep blankness. The tendrils drop from the walls, smashing into the ground and hooking into it. They pulled themselves forward, towards Ella and Lisa.

Contrary to their words, they swung their arms to the side, a blood blade slicing at both Ella and Lisa. Lisa screamed as she fell to her back - blade missing her by inches. By reflex, Lisa summoned a horde of spiders which pooled at her feet.

”Saskia, stop! What’s gotten into you?!”

"Saskia, no!" Ella shouted, jumping back and just avoiding being sliced. She shook her head, pulling out her channeler. "I think she’s been corrupted by darkness, Lisa! We need to snap her out of it like in all the anime I watch!"

"What’s gotten into me?" Saskia intoned, blood tendrils pooling inwards and swirling around her - trying to clear out the spiders. She raised a foot to try stomp on Lisa’s leg, bone spear shooting out from it. "Nothing. I’m just destroying everything like we should- you’re the ones standing in my way."

Lisa immediately backpedaled, as it seemed like they were doing this the hard way now. Her mouth opened up and she spewed spiders at Saskia. They seemed completely unbothered as the spiders bounced off their armour, a couple getting stuck in thick blood.

"Ahhhhh- I’m the shining light in the darkness, prism power protect me!" Ella yelled, jumping back and spinning around as she started to go through her magical girl transformation.

Saskia rolled their eyes, blood tendril stabbing out and spearing Ella’s shoulder. She grimaced but kept going, awkwardly twisting as prismatic light coated her and changed her outfit.

They then turned back to Lisa, another tendril shooting towards her chest. Spider legs sprouted from Lisa’s back, and launched herself into the air. Attaching herself to the ceiling, she then applied the Acid-Burst spell to the spiders in her armor.

”... This isn’t you, fight it!”

"There’s nothing to fight." Saskia raised her hand and shot a blood bullet at Lisa, which hit her directly in the titty.

"There is! You’re not normally like this! Where’s the Saskia that would do anything for her friends?!" Ella shouted. She’d finished her transformation, legs lighting up in a myriad of colours. She jumped forward as Saskia raised another tentacle to go after Lisa, blocking it with her leg.

”... Ow, my titty!” Lisa grabbed her own titty as it began to bleed. She grit her teeth… now it is time to get serious. The floor ruptured in front of Saskia and a barrage of spiders came spewing out - only to immediately have the acid burst spell applied to them. All the while, Lisa had pulled some spiders aside and cocooned them, and they grew larger and larger… she had five so far. The plan was not for all five of them to reach full size.

The plan was to stall Saskia out to get one of them.

The acid burned through Saskia's blood armour, eating away at the flesh of her arms and legs as she reinforced the vulnerable areas. They pulled back in their blood blades and reinforced the armour, blood crawling across dissolved skin.

A tendril wrapped around Ella's leg, lifting her up and slamming her into the ground. At the same time Saskia ran towards one of the cocooned spiders. She forcefully slammed into it, bone spears shooting out all across the front of her body as she tore into it.

Ella twisted around, shooting a burning light from her Channeler which cut through the tendril holding her. She rolled over, past it, and leapt at Saskia with a glowing foot, which Saskia blocked with another tendril.

One down. Lisa thought to herself as she crawled further away… her range was impressive enough to work. Unlike Ella, Lisa was not an up-front fighter, and she would get clobbered by Saskia if she wasn’t careful. They needed a plan… Where the hell was that stone? It sucked, but they had to disable Saskia. She sighed as a wave of spiders came from the unseen corners of the room, from underneath the tables, the chairs, the furniture that nobody was paying attention to. They quickly flooded the floor underneath Saskia’s feet… and Lisa applied the Acid-Burst spell to them all.

They could, at the very least, heal Saskia after this.

Saskia barely reacted as acid splashed across her feet, splattering up her legs. It ate through the blood armour again and right to the bone of her thighs and feet. The blood tendril split back into four, three dropping to push her off the ground in place of destroyed feet. The other smacked at Ella, stopping her from getting close enough to actually attack.

They moved forward, a spear covered fist punching into another cocoon. At the same time, they raised their free hand and shot off another blood bullet at Lisa… which hit her in the other titty.

”... OH GOD DAMN IT!” Lisa screamed, grabbing her other titty. Both of them were oozing blood… Saskia was going through the cocoons, but that wasn’t a problem as she created two more glowing cocoons around the room. They had to do something a bit more drastic… Lisa summoned two spiders from out of the vents and they crawled above Saskia… and they slowly descended, aiming for her eyes.

Again, they could heal them.

As the spiders lowered, Saskia’s head snapped up. The blood tendril fighting Ella shot up, spearing through the two spiders.

But it gave Ella an opening. She jumped in, aiming a shining foot at Saskia’s waist. At the same time colour spilled from her bracelets to her arms. The foot connected, knocking Saskia back even as multiple bone spears pierced through it. Ella then grabbed Saskia with her strengthened arms.

"Lisa! Get them now!" Ella held on for dear life as Saskia’s blood tendril spun around and pierced her shoulder, multiple bone spears shooting out into her.

They had to play dirty to get Saskia to stop… Spiders came out of the hidden corners of the room. Flooding the room, but also exhausting Lisa further - they covered the tendrils that Saskia were standing on, then they crawled up to their eyes. Then she applied the Acid-Burst spell again.

The acid exploded across Saskia's face, completely penetrating their armour. Their eyes dissolved and skin dripped off their skull, like wax from a burning candle. Muscle was eaten away to reveal the bones inside. Their free blood tendrils flailed about madly, piercing Ella's side and back. Ella gritted her teeth and kept hold of Saskia, face and upper body also peeled off by the acid.

Then, finally, Saskia stopped struggling and went limp against Ella. The tendrils melted, dark blood splashing across the floor. The bone spears slowly pulled back into her body.

"Can I have some healing spiders?" Ella groaned, hooking one arm under Saskia's destroyed legs while the other supported her back, properly carrying her.

The healing spiders came out the pores in Lisa’s hands, and she immediately flicked them into Ella’s face without a second thought. She immediately came down from the ceiling - using her spider legs to brace her impact - and then lingered above Saskia. She quickly dug her hand into Saskia’s shirt from their collar (getting a titty grab in), looking for that damned st- Found it! Without a second thought, Lisa tried to pull it off, only to find out that it was fused to Saskia’s chest.

... Of course.

”... I-it’s stuck!” Lisa shouted. ”Ella, give me a hand!”

Ella also stuck her hand down Saskia's shirt, hand curling around the stone (and Lisa's hand) and trying to pull it out with still colour enhanced strength. "It ain't budging! Maybe… maybe I can burn it out?"

”... That’s not going to work,” Lisa shook her head, as tiny spiders came from the insides of her sleeves. They quickly traveled from her hands to Saskia’s body, and wrapped themselves around the Orange stone. ”This is going to hurt….”

She applied the Acid-Burst spell, and Saskia’s flesh around the Orange Stone was dissolved, Lisa tried pulling at it, she managed to pull it - but it was still stuck to their skin. ”God damn it!” Lisa shouted.

The phone in her back pocket began ringing…

”Ella, get that for me,”

"Alright!" Ella shoved her hand in Lisa’s pocket, accidentally touching her butt in the process. She leaned forward to awkwardly pick up the call with one hand, still holding Saskia in her arms. "Hello, Ella speaking!"

“... Get the fuck out of there, mami!” Lupe shouted over the phone. “I don’t care what you’re doing! Get the fuck out of there, right now!”

"Shit how do you know- ahhh, Society spies- okay!" Ella turned to Lisa, looking a bit panicked. "It’s Lupe, she says we’ve gotta ‘get the fuck out of here.’ I can carry Saskia- lets deal with the stone later!"
“Please, Dios mios, get out of there, mami!” Lupe said over the phone. “Everyone is heading there. Trust me mami, hang up the phone and get out of there.”

Thankfully for the girls, the giant spiders that Lisa had created were ready. Unfortunately, they were not equipped for flight, as they were armed with raptorial limbs, and Lisa facepalmed as she wished that she could make a spell that reverted them back to normal. However, they would have to improvise, as she ordered one of them—a Hobo spider with the raptorial limbs of a praying mantis—to come over.

There was hesitance, Lisa turned towards Ella…

”... We should get the stone off of them, first.”

"Yeah, it’ll be worse if they wake up and go on another rampage!" Ella agreed, shifting Saskia in her arms so that she could pull out her channeler. She cast a burning ray of light on the skin still attached to the orange stone, trying to burn it off. "Then we run, cause Lupe says everyone is coming!"

It was still attached, would they need to use surgery? That was when Lisa grabbed it, and yanked at it hard as she could before a spider leg burst out of her back, and it swung around to slice it out.

At the same time, Ella continued to burn away the skin around it. It… seemed to work in combination with Lisa’s slice as the skin attaching it got thinner and thinner, until it finally came out.

Leaving a horrible gaping hole in Saskia’s chest, skin covered in all sorts of burns. It looked horrible.

"Let’s go!"

Lisa grabbed it and tossed it across the room - it fell into one of the holes in the ground that Gomander created, and that was the last of it. She knew that Saskia shouldn’t have trusted those Dollhouse weirdos. They were nothing but trouble!

”Help me get them on top!” Lisa shouted, as she knelt down and tried to lift Saskia up. ”We can at-”

“... Leaving so soon?” Morningstar’s voice could be heard, as a giant portal opened on the other side of the room. He stepped through, and various horrific monsters stepped through with him.

”... Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck,” Lisa moaned, as she rolled her eyes.

“Your friends are still fighting Ignatius and A’lon,” Morningstar noted. “However, you three are so obsessed with my defeat, so….”

He put his hands out.

“Here I am, all of me.”

"Morningstar!" Ella shouted. She carefully put Saskia down, stepping in front of her and Lisa. Quieter, she whispered, "Lisa, heal Saskia, quick!"

Lisa knelt down, and her healing spiders came from her hands then crawled over to Saskia and dug into their flesh and flesh them.

Then, yelling again, she pointed at Morningstar. "You’ve finally decided to stop being a coward! Finally, your reign of tyranny is going to come to an end. I will vanquish you, for everything that is right and beautiful in this world!"

“Well…” Morningstar narrowed his eyes. “... Here I am. Come and face me! And let’s bring this circus to an end already!”

Ella didn't say anything else. Instead her legs just lit up with prismatic light, and she launched herself forward with a flying kick towards him. However, he opened his hand and created a portal in her trajectory… and she flew inside, and came out aimed towards Lisa’s spider.

”.... ELLA, YOU SMOOTHBRAIN!” Lisa shouted as Ella literally let herself get goaded into a fight. What didn’t concern her was Morningstar himself, but the minions he had at his side. The spider she had was killed and-

The ceiling burst open, and Lisa covered her eyes. Rapel lines came down, as she heard,

“... PRA, EVERYONE ON THE GROUND!”

... Wait, Lisa thought to herself as she heard boots hit the ground. Was that Clem?

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

Updated Phoebe and Amy's abstractions:

Updated Abstractions

Amy.Nakamura
24 | Amy Nakamura | She/Her "If the first hit doesn't take you out; the second one will. And if the second one doesn't; you’ll wish the first one did."	Description: Called Amy by Americans, but known as Aiko by Kura. She is a second-generation Japanese immigrant who was born in Honolulu, Hawaii. She grew up with other siblings that her parents thought were better than her, and they neglected her needs, which was unsuitable for the girl's development. She grew up being rebellious and acting out in any way she could, which led to her spending many afternoons in detention or suspended. However, the Nakamura family moved to St. Portwell as a teenager, and she came across a mysterious kanabō ... and it spoke to her when she touched it. It was very spooky, but Amy kept it hidden underneath her bed of weird interest in it, realizing that the supernatural was real. Eventually, she met Kura Yoshida, and the two became best friends. The two became far closer when the Stygian Snake attacked, and they were forced to fight for their lives. However, they were saved by the Sycamore Tree Coven, and eventually, the two joined. Amy grabbed the kanabō, then gained the powers of the Oni and used them against the Stygian Snake, being there when the thing was defeated and sealed into a tree. However, Kura returned to Japan afterward. Amy remained in America, keeping in touch with Kura, and became an MMA fighter as a Strawweight fighter afterward. However, she went missing after Father Wolf murdered Kura, and when she returned she immediately joined the 8th Street Coven for mysterious reasons (She claims is to get a shot at the bastard that killed her friend). Amy is very short at five feet even and is very athletically fit, with muscles she forged by years of going to the gym. Abstraction: Agent - The Oni's Club. In ancient Japan, three powerful Apparitions that called themselves Onis were defeated by old Oni-Kariudo (Demon Hunters) and sealed inside a kanabō. The Nakamura family kept this kanabō until modern times when it was merely a family heirloom... however, this family heirloom grants whoever's holding it their power. Empowered by the Club, Amy possesses superhuman strength and durability that allows her to toss someone effortlessly, flip over a car with one hand, and tank supernatural attacks. The kanabō itself is supernaturally durable, allowing Amy to unleash devastating attacks without fear of damaging the weapon. In addition, it grants her tactile pyrokinesis, enabling her to generate fire only at the touch range. She channels this pyromancy into her strikes, which can inflict severe burns. However, as Amy fights, the Onis can exert their influence upon Amy and thus channel more power into her. They fuel her rage, and eventually, she will go utterly berserk, turning into a rampaging beast that can be (vaguely) directed at a target (and the ones close to it). The longer Amy fights, the more powerful she becomes; her strength, durability, and pyrokinesis will increase to exponential levels as her pain will be numbed, and she'll be able to ignore her injuries as she fights. It is unknown if there is any limit to how strong she can become. However, there's only so long she can be berserk, and eventually, her body will give out as she collapses due to exhaustion.
Phoebe.Carmicheal
29 | Phoebe Tatiana Carmichael | She/Her. "I'll never let myself get outstaged again."	Description: A native of Los Angeles, Phoebe grew up in an upper-middle-class environment, and she was the resented daughter of her father. You see, her father, Ian Carmicheal, isn't her actual father, and she was the product of an affair between her mother and her partner. Her father knew this, resented Phoebe, and treated her as the black sheep of her family - and mistreated her at every opportunity. Which made the girl feel like trash, and she, throughout her life, tried her best to rise out of it and become great. Throughout school, she was the Queen Bee, tried to be the best at soccer and basketball, best at arts... and yet, in the end, it didn't make her feel any better. Though Phoebe wanted to be home and play video games, her home was where the hatred was. The second Phoebe graduated high school; she was shunted away to college in St. Portwell, which was for the best as it allowed the woman to slow down and find herself. She quickly learned to love being by herself and was usually stuck in her dorm room playing video games - which was an escape to her - where she was underestimated due to her race and gender often. Despite her more reclusive nature, however, she was drawn to being a performer, and as a hobby, she became a streamer who kept her identity a secret known as "Juicy-Fruit," a masked gamer. It started as a hobby she did on the side that gradually grew bigger and bigger due to her skill, confidence, and ability to put on a larger-than-life performance on stream... until she came out and unmasked herself. Some people turned their back on her, others became far more supportive of her, and Phoebe, as Juicy-Fruit, was always a divisive figure in the community due to her over-the-top ego. She eventually reached fame and fortune in which she could support herself full time off the streaming and dropped the whole college BS, went no-contact with her family, and got her apartment. Things were good; despite getting into numerous controversies, she rivaled a rising star, Kimberly Walton. Kimberly was a superstar who gained fame off being a "Ghost Hunter" who went around the country fighting monsters and ghosts, and Phoebe made sure to hate on her whenever she got the chance. After all, Kimberly boasted that magic was real; that mere notion made Phoebe laugh. However, Phoebe received a crash course in magic when, one day, she was pursued by a man-eating monster that broke into her apartment. She was in the middle of streaming, and if one of her viewers hadn't pointed it out, she would have been a hashtag herself! Phoebe was chased out of her apartment into the cold streets of St. Portwell, where she was cornered by the monster in an empty park... the experience made her undergo her Kindling Event. However, Kimberly Walton conveniently appeared and killed the monster - letting her know that she was the one in her stream that got her to turn around. Phoebe was confused as Kimberly quickly explained magic to Phoebe, then disappeared. For a few weeks, Phoebe went off-grid, and chased after Kimberly, desperately trying to learn about any magic but getting the cold shoulder by the girl. After Kimberly left St. Portwell, Phoebe naturally went to the internet and chased any lead she could... however, Emily. G. Reed personally reached out to her. Phoebe was talked into a personal meeting with 8th Street Coven's leadership and wanted to learn about magic. Magic was new and exciting to Phoebe, and she would rather be out fighting monsters than sitting at a computer table talking to Simps. Phoebe is quick to be sarcastic and point out the holes in her leadership's plans. Phoebe is a half-African-American (with some Caribbean), a half-Korean woman who is tall and bony (at five-eleven) with notably dyed green and yellow dreadlocks. She isn't aware of this, but James Carmicheal is her cousin. Abstraction: Adept - Red & Green Lux. Channeler: Her necklace. Ice Bitch: Cryomancy: Phoebe's main spell that allows her to create and manipulate ice at will. With focused thought, she can conjure intricate ice constructs, form icy barriers, or craft deadly projectiles to hurl at her foes. Her cryokinetic abilities allow her to shape ice into various forms, making her a dangerous and versatile fighter. Ice-Blast: Phoebe can create freezing blasts of cold energy in various forms (beams, orbs, etc.). These blasts freeze objects upon contact and encase them in a layer of ice. Chill: Phoebe can immediately lower the temperature of an area of her choice, either by a few degrees or to absolute zero. Due to her immunity to cold, she can function just fine in these pockets of cold. Ice Form: Phoebe can selectively or fully transform her body into solid ice. In this form, her body will be anatomically the same as her human form. Except her flesh and bones will be made out of ice - her organs will still be visible through the ice - and she will be absolute zero. In this form, Phoebe can manipulate her body shape and transform her hands into blades/maces/etc, and she'll be very durable. However, she'll be very slow and have a hard time maneuvering. Ice-Regeneration: Phoebe has developed a spell in which she can absorb liquids (well, liquids that can freeze), shift them into her Ice-Form, and heal the wounds. Through this method, she can regenerate from otherwise fatal wounds in mere moments.

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

Adjoined - The Tantalizing Mist.

Pink is Adjoined to Deniza, a mysterious and silent Apparition, which she says also conveniently found her around the time Violet adjoined to Lightning Girl! This Apparition allows Pink to use her Abstraction by Proxy, which is the ability to generate a bright pink, sparkling mist. This mist can be manipulated by Pink telekinetically and, if inhaled, has a unique effect: it induces illusions/hallucinations of what the person desires the most. These illusions will be incredibly realistic and convincing, being able to manipulate all five senses and can be interacted with as if they were actual. As long as they are in her mist, the illusion will persist; however, they can break the trance if they can tell that it's just an illusion (or know about Pink's abstraction). Pink herself is immune to the effects of the mist, and by focusing on someone in her mist, she can see and interact with the illusion much like they do - confusing them further. This Abstraction bypasses all Emotional-Fields long as it's inhaled.

Pink's abstraction.

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

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The 8th Street Coven.

Interactions: Edict (@AtomicEmperor), & Stormy (@Blizz). The whole ahh Coven at this point.

In front of Kari's House.

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Clancy's claw tore open Aaron's stomach before he could dodge, and Flora kept barraging him with arrows. His eyes flew open as he stumbled backward, falling onto his back as he gained information on Clancy's abstraction and his actions. However, he barely had time to process it with his organs splayed out all over the floor, and that axe shimmered against the storm clouds, it was like a horror movie. In a desperate, last-second attempt to save himself, he applied the Spotlight Spell on Clancy so that all the attention was on Clancy - and so somebody, anybody, could help him. However, someone began blasting and that axe hit the ground at Clancy's feet. Flora went down too, Carol was already down - Aaron wasn't sure if they were dead, only his vision was fading.

George ran up, kicked Clancy into the distance like a football, and screamed, "TOUCHDOWN!" Throwing his hands up into the air as bullets hit him and seemingly bounced off. "Wait, is somebody shooting at me?" He said as he turned to the source. He jumped in the way, driving his hand into the ground and pulling out a chunk of soil and sediment.

"Buzz off!" George shouted, about to throw the chunk at Greyson, but he saw the burning cross in the sky. That meant it was time to mask up! He reached for the pouch on his hip, then he whipped around and put the gas mask on his face.

He just laughed at Greyson as the pink mist overcame them.

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Vashti and Maya wandered off.

Carol, Aaron, and Flora are down.

The zombies are dancing.

Stormy's aura is active.

Shit was going down in the ice fortress.

And her monster is obsessed with a stupid jacket.

The plan was just going south.

If only Vashti and Maya remained in position... the entire plan wouldn't have fallen apart, but Emily would have to correct that behavior later. Emily weighed her options here, she could still attrition the Coven to death, but the risk of losing her special tools was too high. Not only that, she didn't have the patience or attention to herd all these cats (Well, no, Emily has also really been craving some Dairy Queen right now). It wasn't like they couldn't get Lila another time, they knew where she lived. They'll just jump her later and kill her and then keep it moving.

The jacket the monster was obsessed with burst into flames as Emily's hand reached into the sky; using the utmost extent of her power, she managed to create a burning cross in the sky. Which was the signal to 8th Street that they were going to retreat, but that wasn't all the signal meant. Emily saw those two strippers hop out and rolled her eyes as she quickly put her gas mask on.

A pink, sparkling mist overcame the battlefield, as Emily teleported off the monster. Stormy was still in range, and she focused on one of its legs as it burst into flames. The monster, which was previously stunned by Stormy's aura, stumbled over towards Stormy. If that didn't kill him, Emily was going to barrage him from fire from a distance.

Though, the mist was so thick that it was difficult to see through, light sources still shined through. Not that these sluts would have noticed because of the effects of... inhaling it.

Brianna's portal opened, and George was chucking their injured through it, fighting through the Phantombane Aura.

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"Violet" Santos, & "Pink" Howard.

Interactions: All da muthafuckas.

In the bushes outside Kari's House.

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"Brrrrrr!" Violet shouted. "It's cold as fuck! Why did we agree to this plan?!"

"Well, maybe you should have worn a rain jacket," Pink said, wearing a hooded trench coat, while Violet was wearing that same black hoodie from earlier, which was currently drenched. The two of them were hiding in the bushes, far away from the action, but also being able to see it; thankfully nobody noticed that they were even in there!

"What? That ugly ass thing?" Violet scoffed. "I'd rather be caught dead than be caught in that."

"Well," Pink said, shaking her head. "Then be cold then."

"What? A hoe never gets cold!"

"You were just complaining about being cold!" Pink shook her head.

However, they saw that burning cross made out of hellfire in the sky... Pink shook her head, and at her feet was a glowing blue potion. She quickly knelt down and popped the top off before downing it. She gagged, sticking her tongue out, as she said, "Stuff tastes like shit, but... I feel powerful!" She grinned.

Violet grinned back.

"... Go out with style?"

"Go out with style!" Pink said.

The two of them hopped out of the foliage and posed.

Nobody could see them.

"... WHAT'S UP BITCHES?!"

They both screamed in unison.

Nobody could hear them.

Using the abstraction-boosting concoction that Greta Faust gifted them, Pink's abstraction was boosted to exponential levels. She spread her hands out, and a thick pink cloud of mist expanded outwards and quickly covered the entire battlefield from the ice fortress all the way to Kari's house. Anyone who inhaled this mist would find themselves experiencing vivid hallucinations; they would see, hear, and feel convincing images of their greatest desires tempting them. It bypassed Emotional-Fields and any resistance - if they inhaled the pink mist, then they would be hallucinating.

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Interactions: Linqian (@FernStone).

Kari's Front Yard.

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”Heyyyy, Brit, since when could you water slap people? Don't worry, I'm all good, it'll take more than that to kill me.”

Linqian

A renewed smile appeared on Britney's face, which was dripping in the rain, her barrier providing minimal protection against it all.

”Since I started preparing for the next wet t-shirt contest, duh.” Britney laughed, adding some levity to the situation, which didn't look super good at the moment.

”All my shit's in there! My clothes, my phone, my money... my only winter jacket! Fuck! I can't fucking afford to replace any of that! I only got this fucking hot cause I knew I could put my fucking clothes back on… Fuck.”

Linqian

Britney resisted the urge to say, "That's what you get," but she couldn't help but sigh. That compassionate side of her defeated that stern and unforgiving side. ”... When we get out of this, just hit me up, I got you.” Britney said with a sigh - she was hoping that she wasn't making it too obvious that she was being hesitant.

Aryin came over and helped Linqian to her feet, and Britney stood up herself.

”We should get you out of here. I can get rid of the zombies easily… or just fucking freeze them, then we can go out through the woods? I don’t fucking know. I’m not being a coward or some shit like that, just we don’t have enough people to deal with these assholes… they’re actually fucking organised. Better to get the ones they want the fuck away from it all… but I don’t know. I’m not a planner. Maybe I should just punch Aryin till she’s super charged then we can go destroy them or some shit. What should we do?”

Linqian

Leaving was the best option in Britney's eyes; she honestly couldn't see any benefit that could come from this fight, and she could care less about stupid shit like cowardice - Alizee didn't leave when she had the chance, and now she's gone (Her death was her own fault, Britney.). Though, while she believed in leaving, she was not going to leave 8th Street's obvious target behind: Lila. It was obvious from how Emily was acting that she wanted Lila (if Emily really wanted Britney dead, she would have already nuked the barrier by now).

”... We should go, but I'm not leaving Lila behind,” Britney asserted; she gave the Noble Vow a flourish; she wondered if it'd be any good in this situation. ”We need to get Vashti away from her, let's...”

The explosion of pink came from the middle of the battlefield, and before Britney could react it had completely overtaken her. She immediately stopped breathing and held her breath, thinking it was some type of biological weapon and looked around. She couldn't keep this up for long as she looked to Linqian...

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Annabelle Heart, Miranda, Jacqueline Reed, and....

Interactions: None.

8th Street Manor > The Sea Shanty Scoop.

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"... You know Em's going to have a stroke if she hears about this, right?" Miranda said walking up to a metal door with her sister at her side. She was holding a comically large hoodie neatly folded in her hands, with a handsaw on top of it.

"Well, she's not going to, is she?" Jacqueline laughed as she spun a key ring around her finger. She walked up to the metal door and stuck the key in. Before she turned it, she gave Miranda a wry grin and said, "... She isn't, right?"

Miranda sighed.

"... No, she is not."

"You fed her, right?" Jacqueline asked.

"Yes," Miranda sighed. "I gave her three of my legs this time."

"Great!" Jacqueline said as she slid the door open, revealing a metal cell... with some bones that were undeniably human, but as long as the PRA didn't come sniffing around, they'd be fine. Probably. In the corner was their friend, Annabelle Heart - or the creature that she began. She was curled up in the fetal position in the corner, her hands over her face. However, when the light of the room of room struck her, she moved her hand somewhat out of the way of her eye. She grunted.

Jacqueline knelt forward, hands on her knees, and said, "Hey, Annabelle!"

"... Yes?" Annabelle groaned.

"Wanna go for a walk, buddy?" Jacqueline said with a smile, spinning the keyring around her finger. "Let's get some Dairy Queen for old times sake."

Annabelle slowly stood up to her feet, her hands still covering her face from the light. At full height, she towered over Jacqueline and Miranda, and she slowly shambled over to them. The two girls didn't even flinch, they just smiled.

"I'll... go..." Annabelle said, wiping her face with one hand.

"Yay!" Miranda said, as Jacqueline grabbed the handsaw, and stood on her tippy-toes trying to reach for Annabelle's horns.

With a grunting groan, Annabelle bent forward, and then Jacqueline grabbed onto her horn and then quickly hacked it off, before Annabelle turned her head and Jacqueline cut off the other one. Both of the horns hit the ground, and Jacqueline picked them up, putting them underneath her shoulder. She smiled.

"I'm going to get rid of these," Jacqueline began. "Get her dressed she can't go out..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Annabelle, who was completely nude... but, it was far from titillating with her inhuman features, near-skeletal physique, and chalk-white skin.

"Now, just come here," Miranda said before she looked Annabelle up and down. "... Shit, how are we going to do this?"

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After disposing of Annabelle's horns and getting Annabelle dressed, the two girls walked her to their favorite ice cream shop, The Sea Shanty's Scoop- with each of them holding Annabelle's hands (that were covered by the hoodie they put on her). Annabelle was wearing a comically large hoodie - one that Miranda scoured the internet for, for hours before she found it. While it would have been dragging on the ground if anyone else wore it, with Annabelle, who was eight feet tall, it was only oversized. Along with some comically large sweatpants and some sandals. They definitely looked crazy. However, it was the dead of the night and everyone was so caught up in their little worlds.

They sat Annabelle down at one of the tables, and Miranda sat down next to her.

"I'll get us everything," Jacqueline said, "Annabelle, what do you want? Your favorite? Chocolate with sprinkles and fudge on top?"

Annabelle was silent.

"Chocolate with sprinkles? A little fudge?" Jacqueline repeated herself.

"... Yes," Annabelle groaned.

"You know what I want," Miranda said, and with a nod, Jacqueline had left. Miranda silently kicked her feet back and forth as Annabelle sat there, groaning.

Eventually, Jacqueline came back awkwardly holding all of their orders, and Miranda sprung out of her seat to help. Carrying all of their ice cream back to the table, they presented it in front of Annabelle with a spoon and everything... However, she just stared at it.

"Annabelle, it's your favorite!" Miranda bubbly said.

Annabelle stared at it.

"Do you need help?"

Annabelle stared at it.

"Come here..." Miranda reached over, grabbed the spoon, and scooped up a little spoonful of ice cream before sticking it into Annabelle's mouth.

Annabelle spits it out.

"... I don't want it,"

"... Um, maybe this wasn't such a good idea," Jacqueline said, as she put her face into her hands. She let out a defeated sigh. She didn't notice the footsteps approaching.

"... Hey," Jacqueline definitely noticed that and turned her head to see none other than Lynette Domínguez. She was wearing a black hoodie with some black leggings, and black Timberland boots. "Mind if I have a seat?"

"Lynette!" Miranda excitedly said. "You know we'd never say no to you."

"Yes, help yourself," Jacqueline said.

"Now, I'm sorry for ambushing you all in the woods last week," Lynette began as she sat a seat. "And I'm also sorry for using my... resources to track you two down."

"You know you have our number," Jacqueline noted.

"I was blocked again, but that's not important right now," Lynette answered as she sat down before squinting at Annabelle, "... Who is this?" She tilted her head.

Both Jacqueline and Miranda sighed.

"... It's Annabelle." They both said at the same time.

"Wait, this is Annabelle?" Lynette's jaw dropped. "What... what happened to her?"

"We got into a fight with Greenwood and she was cursed," Jacqueline answered. "We're working on helping her."

"You know my people have the resources to help her," Lynette said.

"We know," Miranda answered. "I'm sorry, but we don't trust them not to do anything to our friend."

"Fair," Lynette shrugged. "But, you know I'll help Annabelle."

"We'll let you know if we need help," Jacqueline said. "Greta is working on something for her, so we just need to see what comes from that."

"It's not like we have any other options," Miranda shrugged.

"That's good... So, let me get to the point," Lynette began. "I'm still working on my private investigation to get to the bottom of these murders, I want to ask you two some questions. You are totally free not to answer. And I wouldn't hold it against you."

"What do you want to know?" Jacqueline asked.

"Well, I wanted to discuss Ashley Stone - I know your sister had nothing to do with her murder - but Emily was harassing her for the Apparition Killer," Lynette began. "To tell you the truth, Ashley should have passed the blade to somebody else if she was going to turn her back on magic, but it was her choice. Even though everyone else did all the heavy lifting finding- oh, I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I?"

Lynette awkwardly laughed. "It's been ten years, I just want to know why she suddenly decided that she wanted the Apparition Killer?"

The twins sighed again.

"Should I tell her?" Miranda said.

"No," Jacqueline answered. "I'll do it."

Jacqueline shook her head before she began her explanation, "It's actually our fault. You probably don't know this, nor have you met her, but we have a little cousin named Constance."

"... Constance Reed?" Lynette raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"There was an amber alert for her, that I know," Lynette said, "What does she have to do with it?"

"When she went missing, I immediately used the book to find her, only to find out the worst had happened," Jacqueline sighed, hanging her head and rubbing her temples.

"I'm waiting," Lynette said.

"There was an Apparition in a cat... calls herself the Grimalkin, she... tortured Constance into being her servant," Jacqueline answered. "The only issue is that the Grimalkin also works for Dollhouse. So, we arranged a meeting with their leaders. Just us. And they told us that they'll release Constance if we get them the Apparition Killer. So... I just nudged Emily into getting it from Ashley. We probably should have just stolen it from her instead; I'm so dumb." She buried her face in her hands.

"... Does Emily know?" Lynette asked.

"No," Miranda answered.

"Why not?"

"We don't want her to start a war with Dollhouse."

Lynette's jaw dropped.

"... They are literally - LITERALLY - holding your little cousin hostage," Lynette seethed. "I don't know about you, but if that was my cousin, my brother, my sister, I'd already have Luis' head."

She let her words hang in the air before she added, "... Why are you two pussyfooting? Don't you care about your cousin? She's your cousin."

"We're afraid they'll kill Constance!" Jacqueline answered with a shout, attracting some looks and gazes, but they ignored them. "I know... I want them dead, too. But, Dollhouse... they're scary. Way stronger than us. And even if we can stand a chance against them, they'll just kill her before we get a chance to save her."

"That's fair, but..." Lynette said. "... By playing their games, you're just going to let them think they can boss you around. First, it's the Apparition Killer, then what next? They have all the cards because you let them."

"Look!" Jacqueline shouted, "I don't mean to act like Emily, but we didn't ask for your input! We're going to find the Apparition Killer, then we're going to get Constance back!"

"Fine," Lynette said, "I'm going to see what I can do about your cousin, I just think handing them the Apparition Killer is a bad idea."

"Whatever they do with the sword is their business," Miranda said. "Is there anything else we can help you with?"

"Honestly, there is," Lynette said, "But, I'm going to drop it here, okay?"

"Okay!" The Reed sisters said in unison.

"Let's... just catch up, hangout," Lynette said. "I have all night. And... yeah, let's just chill."

Afterward, the four simply chatted.

Recollections: Under The Sycamore Tree Part. 1

Before I forget, here is the template for locations/artifacts/whatever! It will be going into the misc section for everyone to pull from and utilize for whatever they need.

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Gomander let out a loud roar, opening one of her maws… One of Morningstar’s fireballs came out directly at Saskia.

Saskia propelled herself out of the way with her blood tendril, using it to flip over the fireball. Her foot came down towards Gomander, bone spear jutting out from it and towards her flesh.

Dr. Cross quickly got in the way and used her pike to parry. Sheer’Khan slowly approached, arms outstretched.

“... Can you just die already?” He asked. “We have things to do.”

Gomander opened another maw and Ella’s beam came out at Saskia.

"Dying is overrated," Saskia replied, blood coating her body and completely blocking the beam. Her blood was practically replenishing as quickly as she was using it thanks to the Orange Stone.

She hopped back, landing on one foot and pulling back in the bone spear from her foot. She swung an arm forward, another long and incredibly hard bone spear shooting out and aiming for Dr Cross. At the same time the blood tendril shot around her and towards Gomander, and she held up her other hand to shoot a blood bullet at Sheer’Khan. The bullet hit him in the chest and he groaned in pain.

“... How can you do that?!” he whined.

The bone spear was blocked by Dr. Cross, but it launched her back. Until she hit the wall.

Gomander consumed the tendril - then flew towards Saskia with each jaw snapping at her. “Stop being lazy and kill her, Sheer’Khan!” One maw spat at Sheer’Khan.

Saskia gritted her teeth, pain shooting through her as the tendril was bitten off- but she quickly formed another one. She propelled herself to the side with it, dodging the jaws. She stabbed with the bone spear at the flesh between the jaws. She brought her knee up (using the tendril to keep herself up), another bone spear jutting out of it.

However, Gomander closed her mouth on the bone spear, catching it. Gomander tried flying off… Saskia immediately broke the bone, a loud crack echoing through the room. She pulled it back into her body, backing away for a moment as she quickly healed the broken bone. The intense pain sent another spike of adrenaline through her. She needed to change tactics and avoid those mouths. There seemed to be less on the underside… alright.

Saskia ran at Gomander, feinting with the blood tendril aiming for the upper half of Gomander’s body. As they did, they bent backwards- arms coming up with blood blades extending from their hands to try slice the underside of her… tearing her wide open. Gomander loudly screamed as she crashed through a wall, devouring much as she could. Dr. Cross quickly ran after out, pulling a glowing potion out of her pocket.

… And Sheer’Khan appeared between them in a burst of speed. He laughed.

“Nice trick,” he began. “Now… it looks like I gotta take off the kid gloves. I’m not letting another member of the Seven die on my watch…”

"Oh, finally getting serious?" Saskia asked, expression unchanging. Based on what the other two said, he must be stronger… but it was only him left. "I won't hold back then."

More blood pooled out from her hand, coating her entire body in a thin layer of hard armour. Even with the super boosted blood regeneration, having all three blood spells active caused her to feel slightly lightheaded - but she was used to that. She used the tendril to propel herself forward, bring the blades down towards Sheer'Khan.

He disappeared in a burst of pure speed…. Reappearing behind Saskia, swinging his open hand at them, hitting them back and knocking her forward. It hurt, but the armour protected her from getting badly hurt. Her blood tendril spun round to the front to catch her, pushing her back towards Sheer’Khan as two bone spears shot out of her back - piercing through his hand.

He groaned before he slammed a fist down towards Saskia. The blood tendril shot around above them, thickening and blocking the fist. Saskia snapped off the bone spears, twisting around and bringing up a knee towards Sheer’Khan - another bone spear shooting out of it.

He dodged to the side in a similar burst of speed, before punching with Saskia with everything he had. Saskia's arms shot up in front of her face to protect as she took the punch full on. It sent her flying, crashing into a wall with a sickening crunch. They fell with a groan, agony from broken bones doubling as they instantly repaired. As they stood, blood dripped off their body and coated the floor red. The blood armour had taken the brunt of the damage, and all she'd suffered were multiple broken bones. Nothing big.

"Is that all?" Saskia asked drily, raising a hand and shooting a blood bullet towards his head. His hand quickly moved in the way to block.

“Nope…” Sheer’Khan drove both of his hands int the ground, and with some grunting, he flipped the floor Saskia was standing on over.

Saskia pulled in all the blood from her tendril and blades, recreating her blood armour around her. She crashed into the ground below the floor, head curled inwards, and kicked out and right through the floor she’d been on. With a grunt she pulled herself back up. They had to give him that, it was pretty fucking impressive. More blood leaking from various wounds on her body formed a shorter tendril. It picked up a piece of debris, throwing it at Sheer’Kan. Saskia jumped at him from right behind it, aiming a fist at him, ready to shoot a bone spear out of it as soon as it hit. On impact, it stabbed him in the chest… and he groaned in pain, stumbling backward. He slammed both of his hands together in an attempt to crush Saskia. They jumped backwards, bones quickly lightening to move faster. Their outstretched arm got caught and crushed, and they hopped back further with a wince. It hung limp at their side, twisting and cracking as the bones began to heal back into place.

Meanwhile, Dr. Cross ran over to the downed Gomander and poured the potion on her. Her wounds began to heal slowly…

Saskia cursed, spotting this out of the corner of her eye. She couldn’t fight them all again… Well, she probably could if she sacrificed herself. She raised her not-healing hand, forming a blood bullet and shooting it at Dr. Cross’s back… and another immediately after. However, Sheer’Khan appeared in front of both of the shots in a burst of speed. They both hit him in the chest, as he groaned.

"That is very annoying," Saskia intoned. Sweat beaded on her forehead as her broken arm snapped back to normal with a horrendous, near 180 turn of her wrist. After this… when they got back… she was taking a shit ton of painkillers and sleeping for hours. She just had to get rid of these three. "Can’t you die already?"

She raised both hands, shooting a blood bullet from each.

“Why don’t you stop holding back, already,” Sheer’Khan said, wiping his own blood away as he took steps towards Saskia. “You’re the first person to hurt me… You can do a lot more than that.”

In a burst of speed, he appeared right in front of Saskia with his fist cocked back, then slammed it at her. She threw her arms up in front of her face and multiple bone spears shot out from nearly everywhere - her arms, her chest, her legs, creating a pointed armour in front of her. Her blood tendril shot over her head and stabbed at him. When Sheer-Khan punched Saskia, he stabbed himself - then immediately pulled his hand back, and gave it a few shakes. Which gave the blood tendril the perfect opportunity to pierce through his neck.

“Damn it!” Sheer’Khan said as he grabbed the tendril, and yanked the end, attempting to pull Saskia off their feet. They suddenly became lighter, pulled up into the air and using the tendril to flip over. The tip turned to liquid in Sheer’Khan’s hand and Saskia increased their bone weight again. The spears on their front pulled back in, leaving gaping wounds leaking blood, and multiple shot out of their thighs and feet as they aimed to crash into his head with them.

They slammed into his head, and each of them embedded. Sheer’Khan stumbled backward and crashed through a wall. Saskia winced, almost getting knocked over. The remaining tendril stabbed into his shoulder to stabilise themselves - ignoring the dizziness they felt from using so much blood. Bone spears still lodged in his head, and attached to them, they bent over and brutally sliced at his neck with a quickly formed blood blade.

Making a clean cut through his neck.

His head slid off moments later.

Saskia pulled all of her bone spears back into her body, jumping off before she also fell onto the ground. The circular wounds left behind clotted, leaving only the original one on her hand still bleeding. They looked as if they shouldn't be able to stand, covered in self inflicted sounds - but the pain only fueled them. They weren't finished yet.

They turned towards Dr Cross and Gomander, blood tendril properly reforming on their back. ”Who wants to die next?"

Dr.Cross half-grinned as Gomander let out a vicious scream. Several mouths, all screaming at once. She then dove into the ground, consuming stone, metal, and wood alike.

Dr. Cross stepped up, holding her pike in front of her with both hands.

“Slash your own throat and save me the trouble.”

"I don't like to make things easy."

Saskia reformed their blood armour, tendril kept low to the ground. They ran at Dr Cross and a bone spear shot out of their fist, stabbing towards her. Dr. Cross dove to the side and swung the pike at Saskia’s core. Which would weaken their abstraction on hit. They grabbed the pike with a hard blood coated hand, protecting her from the abstraction weakening.

Saskia jumped back, blood spear shooting out of that hand to repel it against the pike, trying to push it out of the way and lung in for a strike with the other hand's spear. Dr. Cross let go of the pike, and dove out of the way again… Then she pulled a Luger Pistol out of her suit jacket.

Gomander flew into the air, diving Saskia, and spewing concrete and wood at them.

Saskia pushed themselves out of the way of Gomander, rolling to the side towards Dr Cross. The concrete and wood hit them - harmlessly crashing into the strong blood armour. Their blood tendril shot out, aiming to grab Dr. Cross' pistol. It latched on, but Dr. Cross pulled the trigger a few times and let off a few rounds. The bullets hit Saskia's shoulder, breaking through the blood armour. They used their blood to forcefully push them out, instantly clotting the wounds, and yanking the pistol out of Dr. Cross' hand.

Gomander then charged Saskia, intending to consume them.. They dropped down, multiple bone spears shooting out of their back, aiming to pierce Gomander. They immediately snapped them off, rolling to the side. Their blood tendril split in two, grabbing a piece of concrete and slamming it into Gomander.

Dr. Cross went for her pike while Gomander consumed what bone spikes she could. However, several pierced her body, and blood poured. She spat out the bone fragments at Saskia at high speeds. . At first they bounced off the blood armour before cracking it, embedding themselves in Saskia's abdomen. They yanked them out of their flesh with a grunt, blood from the wounds reforming the armour. Their tendril merged back into one, shooting towards Dr. Cross, which pierced through her back.

Gomander made another dive, mouths snapping at Saskia. They didn't dodge, an insatiable bloodlust beginning to thrum beneath their skin. They took one step back, all the blood forming their armour pushing into the tendril to strengthen and thicken it. It twisted in Dr. Cross' back, hooking, and violently yanked her into the air, slamming her in between them and at Gomander… who consumed Dr. Cross without a second thought. Another mouth sprayed her remains back at Saskia.

Saskia covered her body in blood armour as the body parts splattered against it, coating her in another gorey layer. Completely unbothered, Saskia shook out one hand, pieces of flesh splattering across the floor. ”Aw, I wanted to play with her more."

Their blood tendril split into six, more blood pooling from various wounds on their body to expand it. One slammed into the table, cracking it down the middle, before picking up the two pieces with multiple and throwing it at Gomander. They jumped forward, multiple tendrils shooting towards Gomander from all directions, flailing around them without care for how they smashed holes in the wall and destroyed chairs- no, they were enjoying the destruction. Gomander retreated, she devoured what tendril she could and tanked the hits of whatever she couldn’t.

“... How are you so strong?!” Multiple voices spoke at once. “Why won’t you die?!”

Gomander quickly dove into the ground, eating her way through it, and Saskia could hear the rumbling. Then she burst out of the ground, before diving back in. She did this to random locations, and would likely swallow Saskia. They tried to dodge, following along the rumbling with tendrils slamming into the ground and making large dents. But the need to destroy, to kill, was outweighing the need to survive.

So intent on destruction that they didn’t even move when Gomander swallowed them whole. She flew into the air, and her several mouths laughed. Each laughed at a different pitch, and out of sync so it was a discordant mess of deranged laughter.

“Glory to the Society!”

A low, tearing sound joined the discordant laughter. A dark red point pushed through Gomander’s flesh. Then another. And another. They physically started to rip flesh apart, tearing long, bloody holes through muscle and skin. At the same time, sharp bones mercilessly stabbed into Gomander’s internal organs. It wasn’t quick - a random stabbing of whatever was closest, over and over again. There was a cruel precision to it, avoiding the ones that would lead to an instant death. It was like they were playing with her insides, brutally destroying them while forcing her to live through it. Only when they were satisfied with their butchery did they shoved a spear through her heart, multiple blood tendrils tearing her apart.

Saskia emerged from the remains of Gomander, four thick blood tendrils pulling her out and landing on the floor. They acted as legs, holding them up as they wiped a scarlet hand across a blood covered forehead. Their blonde hair was painted red, pieces of guts and sticky, brutalised tissue all over it. Chunks of mangled flesh covered them, sticking to the viscous blood that coated them from head to toe. They lifted up a piece of what must’ve been the heart, bone stabbing out of their palm and through the no longer beating organ with a loud squelch.

But it wasn’t as satisfying as destroying something living. They weren’t satiated at all.

”Glory to the Agents of Death."