Post by Gaffa on Apr 10, 2021 17:25:34 GMT -5
The past few months had been some of the hardest times Majin Gaffa had ever been through. Not only had she fought people and monsters alike that she, while Gaffa hated to admit it, stood little to no chance against; it turns out that there was a lot about herself that she was completely unaware of. Specifically, her identity and powers as a majin.
Her father hadn't taught her much about majins or bothered to train her in any special abilities other than durability and using her magic to hit things harder. While unaware of the fact that her father was probably trying to make her a manipulated brute to command, it was still worrisome that she had no idea what she was capable of. From her recent experiences she had seen a majin swim through literal shadows, mold their very physical form beyond simply stretching or self-igniting, and even being able to survive decapitation with little issue.
So here she was on Papaya Island. She had finally made it to where the tournament was being held, but before she would go seek out Erebos to beat his ass for signing her up to this, she understood that for once, she should slow down and perhaps experiment with her magical abilities and see what she was capable of.
Coming to a quiet shoreline away from the hustle and bustle, she took off her human clothes, sopping wet from having walked here on the ocean floor, and hung them up to dry on a low-hanging tree. She always had her magical majin armor on underneath whatever she wore, anyways, so it's not like she was publically indecent or anything. She just liked wearing human clothes.
Gaffa sat on the sandy shore and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Her first order of business would be to focus and find her inner latent magic power once more, so she was aware of what to channel into while controling magic later. Normally, she was either too pissed off or too hungry to be able to essentially calibrate herself like this, but for the first time in a while she was able to calm down and truly focus.
WC: 365
Her father hadn't taught her much about majins or bothered to train her in any special abilities other than durability and using her magic to hit things harder. While unaware of the fact that her father was probably trying to make her a manipulated brute to command, it was still worrisome that she had no idea what she was capable of. From her recent experiences she had seen a majin swim through literal shadows, mold their very physical form beyond simply stretching or self-igniting, and even being able to survive decapitation with little issue.
So here she was on Papaya Island. She had finally made it to where the tournament was being held, but before she would go seek out Erebos to beat his ass for signing her up to this, she understood that for once, she should slow down and perhaps experiment with her magical abilities and see what she was capable of.
Coming to a quiet shoreline away from the hustle and bustle, she took off her human clothes, sopping wet from having walked here on the ocean floor, and hung them up to dry on a low-hanging tree. She always had her magical majin armor on underneath whatever she wore, anyways, so it's not like she was publically indecent or anything. She just liked wearing human clothes.
Gaffa sat on the sandy shore and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Her first order of business would be to focus and find her inner latent magic power once more, so she was aware of what to channel into while controling magic later. Normally, she was either too pissed off or too hungry to be able to essentially calibrate herself like this, but for the first time in a while she was able to calm down and truly focus.
WC: 365
Thread PL: 8,500
UT: Magic User allows Gaffa to sense the flow of magic condensed in people and abilities. She's currently using it on herself!
UT: Magic User allows Gaffa to sense the flow of magic condensed in people and abilities. She's currently using it on herself!