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Post by Phakk on Aug 30, 2021 3:47:10 GMT -5
Phakk was a.... little nervous, she had to admit. The Shinjin had never actually done something this big before, for as long as she could remember, and despite toying with the idea of intervening upon Plant, she had never even started that particular goal. But now, a mere day after landing on Namek, she had woken up with a burst of energy and inspiration! She just, um... needs a little push! That was all! Even if it meant she would need to be a little mean in the upcoming hours. Oh... she really hoped no one made her have to be, though...
The lands of the Mazoku would have been considered harsh by any mortal standpoint. Unless they were a dragon. She hated dragons, they were always so mean- Wait. Right. Yes. Focus. Covered in lava, rampaging beasts, and bandits, it was a place only the craziest, most stubborn, or most dangerous decided to live. And from what she knew, the particular clan of demon worshipping namekians that lived here could most definitely fit inside all three categories. Kinda like a venn diagram!
And while to many others, the Mazoku were nothing short of villains, Phakk saw them in a different light. That sort of dogged determination was stunning! It made her think of when she decided to learn how to fight in Mega Break Siblings by just using sound alone! Boy, that one was tough! Anyway, the point was, she felt that there needed to be a real change brought about to this galaxy at large, and some people like this was exactly what she needed!
She was dressed as brightly and happily as ever, in her blouse and blink dress. No attempts to seemingly put on battle gear, or anything of the sort, as the woman made her way into the centre of the plait. Beneath her feet, the rocky ground bubbled and swelled. Shadows nearby twitched and jerked, pulling themselves from the ground and taking the forms of flickering, silent humanoids, their eyes perfectly circular and glowing with a baleful purple light. The earth around her corruption followed suit, turning into a sickly mass of purple and red, flesh like and unstoppable by all but the magma, its heat managing to drive it away, if only temporarily.
“...My magic always looks so evil...” Phakk sighs, pouting slightly. She didn’t like the way her magic constantly whispered, or tried to eat people, or any of that sort! Why couldn’t it be perfect, like Ward’s? He could make whatever he wanted! “Well… Let's get this started!” She giggles after another moment or two of self pity, before taking into the air.
The Mazoku were secretive. They kept to themselves and were well hidden when they wanted to be. So well hidden that Phakk had trouble finding the majority of their little dens, when she reached out with her senses. But that was fine. She knew they were watching her, and the growing army of shadowy beings that flickered in reality, jerking as if they didn’t quite belong. She knew that they would hear what she had to say, and what she would do.
“Hello!” Phakk calls out midair, her voice echoing through the many fanged maws that are spawning amidst the tide of purple flesh she had left in her wake. “My name is Phakk, and I’m sorry for disrupting you, I just w-wanted to let you know I’ll be taking over here.” She nds, clenching her fists tightly. She could do this. Hoo boy, public speaking. “I understand you worship demons! I’ll be changing that. From now on, you work for, and worship, myself and my allies. We’re stronger than any demon! ...Except maybe Rosemary, but she’s super duper cool-” The voice, both her own and the distorted growls that came from her jaws, seems to get distracted for a moment as she thinks, before snapping back to reality. “Anyway, yes! Please just accept this! I don't want to hurt anyone, but I will be mean if you cause any issues and start stabbing things.” As if to emphasize her statements, a mass of orange eyes, slitting and malevolent, opened themselves to look outward of their position in the wave of flesh.
“Oh! Right! And I’ll be living in that super cool final boss castle, if you want to reach me.”
The lands of the Mazoku would have been considered harsh by any mortal standpoint. Unless they were a dragon. She hated dragons, they were always so mean- Wait. Right. Yes. Focus. Covered in lava, rampaging beasts, and bandits, it was a place only the craziest, most stubborn, or most dangerous decided to live. And from what she knew, the particular clan of demon worshipping namekians that lived here could most definitely fit inside all three categories. Kinda like a venn diagram!
And while to many others, the Mazoku were nothing short of villains, Phakk saw them in a different light. That sort of dogged determination was stunning! It made her think of when she decided to learn how to fight in Mega Break Siblings by just using sound alone! Boy, that one was tough! Anyway, the point was, she felt that there needed to be a real change brought about to this galaxy at large, and some people like this was exactly what she needed!
She was dressed as brightly and happily as ever, in her blouse and blink dress. No attempts to seemingly put on battle gear, or anything of the sort, as the woman made her way into the centre of the plait. Beneath her feet, the rocky ground bubbled and swelled. Shadows nearby twitched and jerked, pulling themselves from the ground and taking the forms of flickering, silent humanoids, their eyes perfectly circular and glowing with a baleful purple light. The earth around her corruption followed suit, turning into a sickly mass of purple and red, flesh like and unstoppable by all but the magma, its heat managing to drive it away, if only temporarily.
“...My magic always looks so evil...” Phakk sighs, pouting slightly. She didn’t like the way her magic constantly whispered, or tried to eat people, or any of that sort! Why couldn’t it be perfect, like Ward’s? He could make whatever he wanted! “Well… Let's get this started!” She giggles after another moment or two of self pity, before taking into the air.
The Mazoku were secretive. They kept to themselves and were well hidden when they wanted to be. So well hidden that Phakk had trouble finding the majority of their little dens, when she reached out with her senses. But that was fine. She knew they were watching her, and the growing army of shadowy beings that flickered in reality, jerking as if they didn’t quite belong. She knew that they would hear what she had to say, and what she would do.
“Hello!” Phakk calls out midair, her voice echoing through the many fanged maws that are spawning amidst the tide of purple flesh she had left in her wake. “My name is Phakk, and I’m sorry for disrupting you, I just w-wanted to let you know I’ll be taking over here.” She nds, clenching her fists tightly. She could do this. Hoo boy, public speaking. “I understand you worship demons! I’ll be changing that. From now on, you work for, and worship, myself and my allies. We’re stronger than any demon! ...Except maybe Rosemary, but she’s super duper cool-” The voice, both her own and the distorted growls that came from her jaws, seems to get distracted for a moment as she thinks, before snapping back to reality. “Anyway, yes! Please just accept this! I don't want to hurt anyone, but I will be mean if you cause any issues and start stabbing things.” As if to emphasize her statements, a mass of orange eyes, slitting and malevolent, opened themselves to look outward of their position in the wave of flesh.
“Oh! Right! And I’ll be living in that super cool final boss castle, if you want to reach me.”
Phakk is attempting to claim dominion over the Outer Plait and its Castle through the warping of the landscape! Upon victory, she intends to take control of the Mazoku clan.
Thread PL: 58,000
KP: 6/6
MP: 1/6
% DMG: 0%
Phakk is currently in her False Fragility form, raising her PL to 232,000!
[Conquest AT: Death optional]
