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Welcome all, to another Teen Titans Quest! Setting in the world of DC, specifically the Teen Titan’s universe abet AU. This story will at occasion take beats from the source material but will otherwise be its own unique experience. Thus we won’t be limited by just the cliff notes and regulations of the canon dynamics. That said, you’ll be playing as a pivotal character that depending on your actions can be a hero, villain, or in between.

We’ll be using a die system that honestly clicked with me when composing this game from another quest for a simpler experience. So giving a shoutout to (Mythic RPG)

Rolling Rules
>Everyone can roll
>Roll 2d100
>The first die determines whose roll gets picked (lowest wins)
>The second die is your check
>A bonus will be granted if several players succeed the roll

>What happened to MHA Quest? Is it Canceled?
>No on the contrary far from it. I’m just taking a little break since I hit a roadblock on progression after taking care of important shit. So for now I want to focus on this before eventually going back to it. So I hope you understand and forgive me for the abrupt change in pace


Remember to have fun and be mindful with one another.
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>>4401370

Sarena Rosenberger. More commonly known by your shortened name Xena Rose. Age sixteen. An average high school girl of Jewish origins. Remarkably smart for your own age, you were more or less a plain jane in every other aspect. For as long as you can remember you live in a metropolitan district known as Jump City. Sitting on the long coastline of California, Jump City is well-known for being a comfortable residence. Bustling with vigorous energy, it was quite a charming if not quaint scenery with its booming populous.

With surprisingly light traffic, clean streets, countless shops fitting various interests and convenience, and no shortage of entertainment venues, it’s a city that most of its civilians consider themselves extremely lucky to call home. Backed up by a trusted and well-supported police force, it’s honestly no wonder why the civilians are happy to live in this metropolitan. However, even the most robust and sturdy locations weren’t immune to the ever-changing winds of fate. Despite the security, there was always something happening in Jump City for better or worse.

Like its citizens, you called this place your home, again for better or worse. What you can recall out of the past sixteen years of your life was a relatively average life. You did just about what any resident would do. Such activities as playing at the beaches and parks, exploring the countless buildings in the shopping arcades, watching films in one of the many theatres around, enjoying the rides and games on its massive pier, to even just eating at the local pizza shop at the town center. Aside from the occasional trips elsewhere, you more or less spent your entire life here.

Living the best life that you can manage you spent most of your time in a large two stories house. Own by the settlers that were your ancestors, it was a place that was within your family for about a century. Or at least you assumed, it might possibly be older. Not that you could tell since it was well preserved and frequently refurbished to stand the tests of time. You were the middle child of a family of six. Two of which were fraternal twins whom you called your youngest siblings. As for the eldest sibling, he was already on his way to college.

With your father a police commissioner and your mother a negotiator, you were often left to your own devices. Even having to babysit your siblings. Although those times were soon coming to an end as they were now in the seventh grade. Like clockwork, everything ran exactly how it was supposed to. Leaving you to feel relatively bored out of your skull. Alas, that was the price for peace in these times. Unlike places such as Metropolis or Gotham, there was a severe lack of super-criminals and villains. On the other side of the coin, there was a sharp absence of heroes.
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>>4401371

Metropolis has the superfamily, Goatham with its bat family, Star City has team arrow, and so on. Jump City doesn’t have any corresponding team or club of heroes. Not even its own bounty hunting organization. At least as far as you knew. This constant period of serenity has also left a sense of uncertainty for its citizens as they lament on this absence.

As for you, you couldn’t fathom the issue. Even if life was rather mundane to you, there was a sense of security in following the everyday routine. Wishing for something more would be going against normal, everyday life. You told yourself this countless times, almost as if the mantra of normality has been rooted deep in your heart. Even so, there was a sense of uncertainty creepy down in the recesses of your mind. A sense that this was just the calm before the storm. A premonition that something big was coming.

Perhaps it all started when you found that grimoire recently in your basement.

>Brush off these concerns by heading to the shopping arcade
>Take a swing to the pier and distract yourself with the amusement park
>Stroll to the library and try to read up more on Jewitchery & Magickal Judaism in regards to the grimoire
>Return back to bed and just sleep it off
>Head to your work shift early at the Pizzeria but bring the grimoire with you
>Write-in
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>>4401371
>Stroll to the library and try to read up more on Jewitchery & Magickal Judaism in regards to the grimoire
let's practice some Judaism
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Damn, I thought that quest from a few months ago was back.
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>>4401385
If you are referring to the dragon quest, fret not for this can be looked at as a spiritual successor since it is taking cues from that abandoned quest while still being its own thing. But I do apologize if that still got your hopes up.
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That thumbnail is giving flashbacks of Som.
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>>4401374
>>Stroll to the library and try to read up more on Jewitchery & Magickal Judaism in regards to the grimoire
let's make some golems
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>>4401374
>Brush off these concerns by heading to the shopping arcade
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>>4401374
>>Head to your work shift early at the Pizzeria but bring the grimoire with you
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>>4401749
+1
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>>4401374
>Head to your work shift early at the Pizzeria but bring the grimoire with you
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>>4401749
>>4401942
>>4401959
Looks like we're going to be a responsible teen and go to work. Nice. And don't worry, I'll include >>4401502
>>4401377 in some way into the post. That said, I'd like it if everyone start rolling. I'll be taking the top three results-based on the dice rules to correlate with the Bo3 system in this new style.
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Rolled 3, 82 = 85 (2d100)

>>4402007
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Rolled 58, 41 = 99 (2d100)

>>4402007
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Rolled 52, 94 = 146 (2d100)

>>4402007
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>>4402034
>>4402047
>>4402048
so lowest first roll gets picked means the 82 is the roll we take?
or best of three now as you said?
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>>4401371
>Jewish
>Remarkably smart
Like clockwork
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>>4402061
the best three out of how many rules everyone makes will be the only ones counted. Sorry if I wasn't clear enough.
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>>4402063
.>rolls
I have no excuse for this fuck up. I'm sorry
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>>4402063
pretend my reading comprehension is low
care to repeat?
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Rolled 85, 73 = 158 (2d100)

>>4402007
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>>4402072
Everyone can roll once, the best three rolls will be taken.
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>>4402072
There is no limit to how many people can roll. I'll only take the 3 best rolls of the game for succession. The two 2d roll acts like described above so the lower the first roll, the higher the priority. The second die covers the actual result. Aside from that, it follows standard die rules.
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Rolled 87, 57 = 144 (2d100)

>>4402007
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Rolled 54, 100 = 154 (2d100)

>>4402007
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>>4402034
>>4402048
Different character, same fate it seems. Dice gods truly bless these stories.

>>4402074
>>4402181
Inverse is true too. Either way, getting started.
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>>4402225
>100

I'm going to count this to >>4402238
as well. Buckle up boys and girls, we're going for all the dragon puns and warrior princess jokes we can muster for this wild ride.
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>>4402243
But we’re supposed to be a nerdy jew
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>>4402251
we can be a warrior scientist princess
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>>4402238
>>4402243

It was just a simple sunny day in the spring of your year in the sixth grade. To celebrate your promotion you were given your own room in the attic, A rather spacious location but considering you’ve been sharing your room with your older brother anything was better. Unsurprisingly when you arrived to the attic it was quite a mess. Almost as if it hasn’t been touched for a very long time. Naturally, you went down into the basement to get cleaning supplies. But for some reason or another, you stumbled into a secret compartment.

Drawn by the emblem of Solomon you intuitively reached over and unlock the compartment. Inside was a strange book, a grimoire to be precise. At the time you thought it was some sort of datalog from one of your ancestors. Being the huge literature nerd you took the book without question before covering your tracks. Ever since that day you kept the book close to you whenever you can. The book itself was written in a language you initially didn’t understand. Chalking it up to it being some form of Hebrew or even Yiddish.

Safe to say that it became sort of a pet project for you deciphering as you blaze through your school life. However, ever since your encounter with the book you been having recurring dreams. Almost chronicle in every aspect, like some sort of inheritable memory, it foretold of a catastrophe from long ago. A hero clad in ancient garbs made from the heavens using the flesh and bones of the leviathan stood in opposition to the impending chaos. On the other end was a ferocious dragon residing in the deep known as Tehom.

Although the name was hard to make out, you theorized that it was Tiamat the monstrous embodiment of primordial chaos. Within a castle surrounded entirely by water the two forces clashed as it would decide the fate of the world as order and chaos stood on opposite ends. But when it came to the final strike that decided the outcome of the fight, it all went completely blank to you. Typically waking up far too early or unable to fully remember the events of your dream, you were left feeling unnerved every time. And today was no different.

After packing up your stuff and getting ready, you head right out the door and rollerblade your way to the pizzeria. Living in such a metropolis you didn’t necessarily need a vehicle like a car. Although that didn’t stop you from getting your driving license. It was mostly for those times when you have to use one of your parent’s car for errands. Regardless, you knew Jump City like the back of your hand, thus granting you the smoothest and quickest pathways to arrive to your destination on record time.
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>>4402430

Pizza Corner, actually named Noid’s Pizzeria was a family restaurant and gaming center at the town square. A quaint and cozy spot where you get a multitude of different foods, with their specialty being pizza and pies. Now, this wasn’t the first place you considered working for as you much rather be kept up in a library or bookstore. But your parents wanted you to break out of your shell and interact with people. Though initially picking out this place due to the convenience of your preferred hotspots and overall solitude, your plan ultimately backfired in recent months.

Due to management shipping state of the art animatronics, you found yourself in the constant siege of people showing up. Almost a ploy to cash in on the surprisingly famous video game series in tandem with their mascot, it left the pizza places undergoing a new redesign to capitalize on that popularity. To your misfortune, it succeeded….immensely. You told yourself if the pay wasn’t exceptionally good you’d walk right out and find work elsewhere. Thus you put up with the inconvenience and run the cashier position to this day with only some snark wit and repertoire of sarcastic remarks.

Strangely enough, today was a slow evening, even for the pizzeria. Thus you spent your time surfing through your phone on the library’s catalog on Jewitchery & Magickal Judaism. Mixing your heritage with Pagan Witchcraft actually ended up being beneficial towards decoding the trusty grimoire. These past couple of days more of the pages in your book became readable to you. Almost as if six years of research was finally giving way to a breakthrough. It also helped that due to your literature hobby you also developed a fondness for mythology and the supernatural.

So it was ironic that the restaurant’s games positively put you off to a great extent, especially given the crazed creepypasta that was sweeping the internet. As you swap between reading the grimoire and from your smartphone, a strange disturbance happened across the Jump City bank to the far left. Someone was sneaking their way into the facility. The only thing you could make out was the black jumpsuit and fin-like helmet.

>Call the police and let them handle it
>Pretend you didn’t see anything and go back to reading the grimoire
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
>Try to stop the strange man using your surroundings
>Write-in
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>>4402440
The results of the roll will come in time, this is primarily setting the scene and establishing your character.
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>>4402440
>Probably just some cosplayer getting money from the bank. Now to figure out if magic components for jew magic need to be kosher as well. Would a Jewish wizard use bat guano for a fireball, or an extra spicy hummus?
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>>4402440
>>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
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>>4402440
>Call the police and let them handle it
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>>4402718
>>4402739
>>4402778
Gonna need a tiebreaker here
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>>4402440
>>Call the police and let them handle it
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How long until we unlock the most powerful of the Jewjitsu?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZsfJJpwXTXw
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>>4401370
So you're not gonna finish MHA quest ?
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Noticed the spoiler comment, take your time then my dude. You could have thrown some light to us bro, it was what, 2 weeks since your last update there and the thread getting archived
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>>4402440
id call the non emergency line for all we know it could just be some employ
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>>4402857
I wanted to give a warning but the weather has been especially bad these past two weeks. Making my connection sporadic and unstable and at the time I was still focused on taking care of my problems asap before posting to make up for it. I make no excuse and apologize deeply if I hurt any of you.
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>>4402895
Well we thought you were gone after you posted that update story and was in the middle of preparing the thread finale. At least now we know you're ok. I had some minor PTSD because of ShortTrip also disappearing 2 months ago
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>>4402902
I'll be sure to be more responsible when giving updates to avoid triggering PTSD. Anyway, I won't hold it against you if you choose to wait out for MHA or join in this quest in meantime. You have my blessings either way.
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>>4402906
I think I'll wait then. btw where did you get the mythic rpg model for quest ? I've see wuxian use it but the roll under turns me off and it seems too random
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>>4402912
From the Christian paladin quest. But I'm not using the actual Mythic RPG set the GM uses to decide what happens or the effects of one's efforts/actions. That's too much number-crunching to consider and defeats the purpose of the simple approach I'm trying to go for. Al while still fitting to my style.
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>>4402802
>>4402811
>>4402858

“What a weirdo…” You muttered yourself as you slant your eyes momentarily trying to see the person in question. Immediately your mind chalked it up as some sort of cosplayer or some sort of deviant trying to get money from the bank.

Being that you were on the night shift you are desensitized to the more weird stuff that partakes on your shift. Thanks to your academic grades already meeting the requirements for early graduation you spent your time raking in big enough savings for your eventual trip into college. All those times going into summer school and taking multiple classes during your term these three years paid off. Seems like despite being pegged as a reclusive introvert it was you who was having the last laugh in the end.

A stable paying job with full benefits, all the pizza you can eat, and your personal crib to do whatever. Despite the setbacks of having to deal with the company and their many shenanigans, it was a pretty sweet deal. Still, you partially wished you could’ve worked at the book story a few steps down the block. Though with your current diet you were feeling a little pudgy as a result. If not pleasantly plump in terms of stature. It didn’t help you that you were a shortstack standing at only barely five feet. But you were made of thicker skin so it didn’t bug you, no pun intended.

Keeping a brief glance at your surroundings, you start picking up some shady vibes with the strange man. Again you didn’t think it was anything serious, but a sense of cautious jives deeply with your current deadpan mood. Switching from your e-book to the phone function you begin to make a call to the police. Choosing to avoid using the emergency line you find yourself making contact with one of the deputies. Given that the time was about 11 in the evening, it wasn’t farfetched to believe that it was worth alerting if nothing else. Surely nobody could be dumb enough to actually rob a bank at broad nighttime. ...Right?

As you finish giving the memo to the deputy you hanged up and resumed back to your research. You were so close to making a substantial breakthrough. Almost feeling it down to your bones, you feverishly continued reading between the source material. Upon doing so the strange runes started to flow into your head. You find yourself getting caught deep into the grimoire under this immersion. The words that made no sense all those years ago was coming crystal clear to you. A vast fountain of knowledge was sinking into you as you feel your eyes radiating. The iris in your pupil was beginning to sharpen. Rounded eyes becoming more oval-shaped and reptilian-like.
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>>4402930

Before you could dwell any further, a bright light flashes against your eyes. Nearly causing you to back away in aversion. Opening your eyes after finding some sunglasses to ward off the blinding lights you were met with a perplexing sight. Stepping from the bank was that same man now in full view. It was a middle-aged man clad in a black bodysuit and unique white gauntlet and greaves. Around the center was a bright lightbulb emblem just below his white belt. Seeing him in full view made you want to take back calling him a cosplayer. He was downright bonkers.

“Ah, a successful heist for the one known as Dr. Light. Should’ve come to this city ages ago.” The blinding man muses to himself, turning down the light as he was bags of gold and other valuables. What was stranger was the fact the bank’s alarm system wasn’t going off. But you were mostly distracted by the stranger’s attire.

>Watch from afar and switch to calling the emergency line
>Bundle up into the crib with your grimoire and try your best to not alert yourself
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
>Try to stop the strange man using your surroundings
>Write-in
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>>4402931
>Bundle up into the crib with your grimoire and try your best to not alert yourself
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>>4402846
Considering you got a 100 in addition to a 94 and 82, relatively soon for your potential.
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>>4402931
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
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>>4402931
>>>Watch from afar and switch to calling the emergency line
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>>4402931
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
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>>4402931
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
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>>4402931
>>Watch from afar and switch to calling the emergency line
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>>4402931
>>Watch from afar and switch to calling the emergency line
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>>4402931
>Go against your instinct and follow the strange man from a distance
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>>4402952
>>4403002
>>4403088
>>4403245

Luckily enough it seems that the weirdo in the black spandex suit didn’t notice you making the call to the police. Now the police were alerted of the disturbance but at the same time, they’ll treat as a non-emergency. So the urgency isn’t on the menu. You mentally cursed yourself for your skepticism keeping you from immediately pulling the red card on him. Thanks to that it seems like the weirdo was going to make off with the money on time before the police even get the chance to apprehend the criminal scum.

Plagued with a sense of responsibility from a guilty conscience for not taking it seriously, an idea pops into your mind. If you were to follow him you could update the information and get some proof for the police to change the order to an emergency. On paper that sounded highly reckless and foolhardy despite having some sound logic in it. But what else could you do? There was no time to leave it to someone else. And the guilt of the matter would surely make you unable to sleep peacefully for quite a long while.

Gritting your teeth and cursing under your breath you grabbed your grimoire, putting it in your pouch before sneakily making it to the exit. Slowly locking the door back with your entrusted kid you begin to start following the stranger. Making sure to always keep a far enough distance from him. Thankfully given the time the night time setting was especially in your favor in obscuring you from the bad guy. It seems that using whatever trick he did to bypass the security took a lot of juice. Thus he needed to either go into a waiting period to recharge or conserve his remaining power. Hence why he wasn’t glowing like a Christmas tree ornament.

Although it was also possible that the weirdo didn’t want to alert anyone of his actions. But you quickly ruled that out as he seemed like a bumbling buffoon the more you trailed him. Seriously who stops in the middle of the street to go into a rant over their so-called brilliance? Part of you was rather hoping that this was just some sort of elaborate prank. Unfortunately, as you continue to trail you were proven wrong with your assessment. In his bag was in fact real, bonafide gold bars. You couldn’t decide if the crook was greedy or stupid considering it’ll be easier to use dollar bills undetected than selling gold bars.

Either way, you needed to act fast on your next course of action. Good luck was on your side for now but sooner or later he’s going to catch on being followed. Or maybe you were giving him far too much credit.

>Take pictures and update the police call to an emergency with the current address
>Come to your senses and try to sneak away without being noticed
>Continue observing him from the shadows and document how he’s using his powers to commit crimes
>Go on the offensive and try to knock him out with a well time sneak attack
>????
>Write-in
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>>4403511
>>>Take pictures and update the police call to an emergency with the current address
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>>4403511
>Take pictures and update the police call to an emergency with the current address
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>>4403530
>>4403533
Okay, with that out of the way give me some rolls. Same as before 2d100, will take the 3 best rolls out of the bunch.
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Rolled 94, 9 = 103 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 69, 60 = 129 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 64, 16 = 80 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 51, 15 = 66 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 13, 53 = 66 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 62, 60 = 122 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 87, 44 = 131 (2d100)

>>4403597
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>>4402251
I mean, Supes is a dopey Kansan.
No reason a nerdy Jewish girl can't have a smashy powerset.
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Rolled 59, 9 = 68 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 6, 78 = 84 (2d100)

>>4403597
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Rolled 68, 62 = 130 (2d100)

>>4403597
Rollin
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>>4403606
>>4403650
>>4403871

Despite your rational thinking and an acute sense of judgment, an innate sense of curiosity mix with intuition kept you on the path. Judging from his appearance he was quite lanky and fragile. Quite possibly the type of egghead who spent more time formulating plans and working from the shadow than keeping his body sturdy. Now you may be considered “thicc” but you weren’t exactly feeble either. If it came down to a fistfight, you strongly believe with your superior youth and vigor you’d run circles around him. But you prefer utilizing wits over brute force.

As such you begin to surf through the phone with one hand while keeping your distance. Quickly surfing through your phone you pulled up the camera function. With camera in hand, you start taking pictures of the criminal in his natural habitat. In his chase from the bank, the one called Dr. Light was going around rounding up some additional valuables from another bank. If nothing else you had to admit that he was quite the devoted crook. Nevertheless, you took full advantage of his heisting to gather enough evidence for the Jump City Police Department.

Despite the city being relatively peaceful, the JCPD is extremely well-equipped with state of the art tech and cutting edge machinery. This was a byproduct to deals with powerful corporations such as Wayne Enterprises and Lexcorp supporting them. Thus they have seen fit to make sure the department was outfitted to handle just about anyone. Ironic since that technology was usually never seen usage due to dealing with run of the mill crooks. Even the super-science fiction-ish uniform went underutilized. Making them look more like storm troopers only actually intimidating if you were to give a comparison.

Still, there was the sound practice in wearing the costume. Able to offer great protection from most forms of firepower and weaponry. It was well equipped for reducing the impact/force of collisions and shocks including explosions. These articles of clothing and equipment provided the secured safety for the officers while they continue to protect and served the community. Then there’s considering how your father’s guidance leads them to be the shining example of what police should be. Protecting the community without abusing power or giving into incompetency.

As you finished getting the necessary evidence you forward the pictures to the police. Going as far as to even send it to your father for extra measure. Even if they weren’t going to make it in time, it would at least make them alert of what they are dealing with. Thus it would only be a matter of time before capture was imminent. With that in mind, there was nothing else to do but to get out of there. As you wrap things up, the screen of your phone started to glow ominously. Causing you to turn around to see an impending blast coming your way. Without any time to dodge, you were sent flying back by the laser.
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>>4403973
>>4404030
>>4404040
(Going to end up counting these rolls in some form or another.)

>>4404059

“Foolish little girl. If you’re trying to be sneaky and catch me in the act, then try doing so without alerting your presence.” Dr. Light mocks, slowly approaching over you as you were hunched over the pavement.

Groaning from the pain you start to briefly see stars. Clearly he was holding back as getting shot with a laser should hurt a lot more than this. Of course, it could just merely be the stunning variant instead of the more dangerous version. Whatever the case, you turn around to see Dr. Light coming your way. His right hand glowing with that same ominous glowing yellow light. It then dawns upon you exactly why he was called Dr. Light. If you weren’t already somewhat sung from the shot to the back, you’d be kicking yourself for not picking that up.

“Not that you’ll be getting a second chance to learn from your mistake.” As Dr. Light explains he soon morphs the ball of light into that of an electro whip. He wasn’t looking all that goofy now that he started actually using his gadgets.

>Deny the accusations and try to sway Dr. Light on letting you go
>Pull yourself up and start running as fast as you can to safety
>Try to defend yourself while snarky berating Dr. Light for letting himself get caught
>Threaten Dr. Light into surrendering as you point out the police is coming
>Act on your theory and charge right at Dr. Light with the hopes of hysterical strength kicking in
>???????
>Write-in
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>>4404060
>???????
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>>4404060
>>Pull yourself up and start running as fast as you can to safety
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>>4404072
>>4404158
Looks like I'm doing them both. No need for rolls since I'm counting >>4404060 alongside the >>4402243 for our moment of truth/awakening.
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>>4404060
>>Threaten Dr. Light into surrendering as you point out the police is coming
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>>4404060
>Write-in
call him an antisemite
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>>4404060
>>Act on your theory and charge right at Dr. Light with the hopes of hysterical strength kicking in
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>>4404166

Struggling to pick yourself your eyes dart back at Dr. Light coming at you menacingly. For someone who looked completely ridiculous in his weird jumpsuit, it was rather impressive that he managed such a feat. Or it was the fear talking since you did got shot in the back and brought down to your knees. You would honestly be furious over him shooting a hole through your favorite green fleece jacket if your survivor’s instincts overriding your innate habit for snarky quips. Still, you knew you should’ve switched to the leather variant today.

Picking up on the context intuitively your body quickly jolts upwards into a spriting fashion. You didn’t need to be a rocket scientist to understand the danger of someone wielding the versatile properties that came with manipulating light. The fact that he only chose to somewhat sung you was a clear sign that he was holding back the destructive power. Now it was hard to argue if he truly was bending the full spectrum of light or just a portion of its full power. But you far from curious to actually test him on the theory.

“Hmph, an intelligent if not typical decision. Unfortunately for you my astute bookworm, your gamble at seeing whether or not my attacks travel at light speeds….will leave you enlightened upon seeing the truth.” Again if fear wasn’t taking over you would positively groan in annoyance at the doctor’s light puns. And he was doing so well to be intimidating too.

Regardless of your current thought patterns, Dr. Light reacts quickly to your sprinting by swinging his light whip towards you. Much like the doctor warned you it was moving at very fast speeds. In spite of the impending speed that came at you, you manage to barely avoid getting smacked from behind by the whip. Ducking just at a hair’s breadth you avoid the first swing as it carried enough force to make the street lamp wobble instantly. From that one display, it shows that his light show in fact carried mass and can be solid on a whim.

Choosing not to admire the science coming from his devices you continued to run from the mad scientist. Momentarily taken by surprise at your ability to dodge the first strike, Dr. Light immediately switches into his next swing from his whip. Like before it seems like there was no feasible chance for you to dodge the attack. In spite of that you just briefly turn in a ninety-degree angle. Turning just far enough to just barely dodge the whip once again. Proving to Doctor Light that the previous display of exquisite fluidity wasn’t a mere fluke.
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>>4404342

“Hmm, so you got some tricks after all. Forgive me for dimming my expectations with a plump patootie like yourself. But don’t fret, I’ll turn up the brightness.” Disbursing his light whip, Dr. Light proceed to take to make a finger gun. In response, the system that granted his light-based powers built up charging around the fingertips.

Firing a single shot with pinpoint accuracy, the small beam of light manages to hit your right knee. Easily breaking through the skin as it pierces through the left, flesh, and bone. Tumbling down onto the ground you nearly winced greatly from the pain. It was so much worse than getting a bullet to the leg despite being far less messy. If the leg wasn’t disabled then the stunning effect would quickly cause the muscles to cramp intensely. Yet for an added insult to injury, Dr. Light shot another light bullet at your other leg.

"AIIEEEEE" You shriek, holding both of your legs in intense pain. Running was clearly not an option now as Dr. Light starts to take aim.

“It’s such a shame that this game of cat and mouse has come to an end. But I’ll make sure to render you unconscious with a sharp case of memory loss with this next attack. Murder isn’t something as brilliant as I would commit. It’s far too...barbaric for my taste. “ Dr. Light remarks, already preparing another shot. Although death was out of the question, it didn’t take away the impending danger that came your way.

Slamming your right hand against the pavement you let out a loud scream. Why was all of this happening to you? What did you do to deserved such treatment? The questions keep piling up more and more alongside your bridled rage. The whole thing sucks and it got you steaming just thinking about it. If only you had power. Power to change this situation. Power to overcome the impending threat and the terror that drove you to act so pathetically. Power to make the man tormenting you pay. And power...to cast away your worthless self.

Festering on these feelings you start to hear a soothing voice whisper into your ear. A single phrase that was foretold to embed you with great power. Power to achieve the things that you wanted in life. In response to the conversation, the grimoire in your bag was beginning to glow. Almost as if it was resonating with the ominous pulsations now erupting from your body. Backed into a corner and having no options, you accepted the proposal. As a result, moments before the beam left Dr. Light’s fingertips, water particles in the air and other fluids began gathering around you.
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>>4404351

>Use the words from the Grimore and invoke your birthright/embrace the beast [???? option]


Building up the cluster of fluids both liquid and gas erupted in forming a water sphere around you. Acting like an impenetrable shield, the water sphere took the full brunt of the attack. Suddenly taken back by the appearance of water, Dr. Light routinely begins firing more light bullets at the sphere. But to no avail did any of his beams manage to scrape the upper layers of the water sphere. Yet he would continue firing stronger beams in stubborn defiance. As this took place you started to stand back up on your two feet.

The pain in your leg was disappearing as water starts to seep into your skin. Healing you of the damage, restoring your legs back into working order. But it wasn’t just your legs that were mended, so too did your favorite jacket and orange tanktop found themselves restored to their original state. Almost locked in a trance, you slowly turn to meet Dr. Light. Your baby blue eyes now resembling that of a dragon, specifically a sea dragon akin to that of leviathan. Gritting your sharpened canines, the white grimoire starts to glow a clear blue as its cover turns blue. The ancient runes also lighting up, once again resonating with its master.

“Pleroma!” You cry, calling out the mystic words to invoke the power of Tehom(Tiamat). In a violent pulse, the water sphere opens up like a cocoon. Sending a rushing wave of water down the street as it pushes back everything in sight, including Dr. Light as he tumbles down on the ground. Unknowingly terrified at what mystic force he unleashed by pushing you to the point of invoking the words engraved into the grimoire.

For better or worse, a new leviathan was born.
>Proceed to payback the good doctor by beating the ever-loving snot out of him
>Flex upon him into surrendering by bending the water around you in a divine display of power
>Encript the leviathan golems from your surroundings and let them have their way with Dr. Light
>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
>Write-in
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>>4404357
>Flex upon him into surrendering by bending the water around you in a divine display of power
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>>4404357
>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
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>>4404357
>>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
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>>4404357
>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
such shame we don't have fire powers you know how many holocaust jokes I could've made
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>>4404357
>>Encript the leviathan golems from your surroundings and let them have their way with Dr. Light
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>>4404357
>>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
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>>4404357
>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
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>>4404379
Call him a dollar store Mengele
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>>4404357
>>Berate the doctor to the point of shattering his ego and self-worth as you let the police take him in
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>>4404665
Yeah let's call him an anti semite
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>>4404379
>>4404391
>>4404479
>>4404537
>>4404615
>>4404678
Color me shocked, thought for a moment you would want to pul a Moses, and test your sovereignty overall fluids and make an ocean-like wall. Or show off golem making skills. But berating him into surrendering like Daria works as well.
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>>4404845
If there's one thing Jewish girls excel at, it's nagging.
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>>4404991
Speaking from experience?
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>>4405044
Have you ever read Ann Frank's diary?
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>>4404845

Emerging from the water sphere stood a brand new avatar for the world to see. Standing at a prime seven feet and weighing in about six hundred pounds was a paradox unity of a brickhouse and a powerhouse maiden. Wearing garbs comprised of a corset leotard equipped with a sturdy breastplate, a pteruges or gladiator skirt, bracers/gauntlets, armbands, greaves, and combat boots. Although comprised of leather it was actually in ultralight and flexible body armor. Both everlasting and impenetrable/unbreakable, this attired comprised of organic materials of the legendary sea beast was rightfully named “Hide of the Leviathan”.

Even without the armor essentially providing invulnerability among other benefits, your newly abnormally high muscle mass and bone density provided more than enough prowess to compensate. The difference between your initial form and this transformation was as night and day. While arguably pleasantly plump mainly due to your dwarfish stature, it was clear as day that this transformed state was the complete opposite. Bolstering an exquisitely detailed musculature, this statuesque physique strangely gave the radiance as well as the same ridiculous specs as the true dragons in virtually all fields.

Insurmountable power coursing through your fingertips, it would’ve been far too easy to effectively rip and tear Dr. Light like a KitKat bar. In fact, your newly acquired primordial instincts and chaotic urges was swaying you towards getting payback. But you would not let yourself become the beast. No matter how much you wanted to indulge in those feelings, instead, you retain your deductive and logical manner. Still, with the flick of the wrist, you froze the fluids of the crushing wave in its place. And with another wave, you immediately separate Dr. Light from the wave.

“Humph! I admit you manage to catch me off-guard with your little act. But you’re not very bright if you think this changes anything.” Dr. Light boasted, quickly picking himself up as he prepares for his impending volley of light-based attacks.

Creating large cracks with each step as you sent small tremors from your stomp, even leaving what appears to be dragon prints on the pavement, you simply trek towards Dr, Light. Not even flinching at the illuminating light show you simply walk towards him. Moving his hand in an arc so too the collective volley of light balls stood to collide with you one at a time. Unlike before the volleys of light proved ineffective as they merely bounced right off your supernaturally dense tissues and armor. It wasn’t even enough to slow you down in the slightest much less impede your charge.
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>>4405233

Angered by this Dr. Light continues with his onslaught by turning up the volume and greatly increasing the amount. But once again it proved futile as you continued forward. No matter how many different forms of life projectiles he shot at you or where they came from, they all couldn’t even leave a mark on you. Yet even with that you merely continue strolling towards Dr. Light, getting ever closer as fear begins to take over the self-proclaimed brilliant scientist. Hiding his intimidated expression, Dr. Light begins to fashion a whip of light to smack across your face.

With a loud smack, he would see you momentarily stopping as your head tilts back. “Hah! That must have brightened your perspective and made you realize the folly in trying to intimidate someone as amazing as I, Dr. Arthur Light.” He laughed in lieu of his efforts. But as he laughs, his face soon turned to dread.

Ominously tilting your head back into place, you merely stared at Dr. Light with cold, unfeeling eyes. Not only did his attack do nothing but the sheer disgust look on your face only shows how worthless his efforts truly are. Those dragon eyes of yours were gazing sharply at the doctor. Sending chills down his spine. As if his very being was being perceived as nothing was hidden from the dragon eye. What made it worse was the equally creepy silence you gave him as you march forward. Driven closer by fear, Dr. Light continues summoning various weapons and light-based gadgets. To which all of them fell to your overwhelming raw power. One by one.

“What monstrosity are you?!” Dr. Light cried, shaking from the overwhelming raw power he felt coming from your very presence. The fact that a scientist like him could see the mythical essence coursing through every fiber of your body yet fully contained at the utmost degree said a lot to the impending force you carry as the avatar of Tehom(Tiamat).

With a loud stomp, you finally made your destination. Now towering over Dr. Light you saw him for what he really was. A shivering dimwit that knew nothing of true power or cunning. The fact he made you feel fear for even a moment made you positively repulsed you down to your core. Even those primordial feelings are far too disgusted in wanting to enact vengeance. He was simply far too pathetic for you to even muster the effort to bitch smack him across the ocean coast. Nevertheless, you did find the strength to do one thing to him.
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>>4405235

“Monster? Says the man who shot a defenseless girl just because he was too incompetent to notice that he was being followed. You talked about being a brilliant scientist and how you should be praise and worship by your advanced technology but all I see is cheap parlor tricks and half-assed feats of science. No, to refer to what I saw tonight as either would be insulting those aspects.” You snarky scoffs, brushing the dust from your attire as you begin bullying Dr. Light.

“It seems like that I’m in an impasse...so with that, I’ll….I’ll….” Unable to even finish off his intended light pun, Dr. Light quickly pressed some buttons on his gauntlet. Soon his entire body would become translucent and soon invisible.

Disappearing from your sight Dr. Light would carefully start to back away without making a sound. Despite unable to be seen by the naked eye, it didn’t make his body unperceivable by any of the other senses. Natural and/or Supernatural. Unfortunately for Dr. Light, you could see him clear as day. These dragon eyes carry a heightened level of kinetic vision. Seeing through the entire multispectrum including the method that made Dr. Light invisible. But even without that, the heightened senses provided and/or the properties of blindsight easily render Dr. Light’s concealment worthless.

“..You know I can still see you, right? The fact you didn’t use the invisibility cloak option at the start only infuriates my growing lack of patience and only serves to baffle me how a buffoon like you even managed to earn a doctrine. Did you get it online from one of those cheap, no questions asked online schools?”You curtly remark, showing more abrasive in your tone.
“Now you going to stay where you are and listen to every berating thing I say to you, you dollar store Mengele. Cause if I had to put up with your god awful puns then you’re going to listen to the buttload of criticisms and nitpicks I have. Maybe then you wouldn’t be such a fifth-rate scientist with sixth-rate equipment.” As you ranted at Dr. Light you exerted a wave of intense pressure from your body, disrupting the machine that made him invisible. More importantly, it was enough to paralyze Dr. Light in fear.
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>>4405286

Thus Dr. Light found himself being berated and humiliated by a full-figured woman in her mid to late twenties. You left no stone unturned as you verbally tore Dr. Light a new asshole. Like a disappointed mother, you laid onto him every single thing that the mad scientist did wrong in your long observation. Dr. Light on the other hand was not only crushed by the immense fear that came from being under your metaphorical foot, but the thorough ripping on his actions destroyed his self-esteem. By the time you were done he was reduced to a shallow husk of him, black-haired turned to pitch white and eyes robbed of life and self-worth.

“And that concludes this lesson on humbleness. If you end up killing yourself afterward now that you realize you haven’t done anything of value, don’t bother. Not even the deepest pit of hell would take a pathetic antisemitic piece of shit like you. They’re already filled to the brim with far more competent failures to take your sorry ass.” Turning to give Dr. Light the cold shoulder you would see the police was rushing over to capture Dr. Light. Not that there would be any resistance as Dr. Light was reduced to a mind broken state by constant nagging and thorough ripping.

>Escape from the scene immediately via dragon flight and try to figure out what has happened to you
>Comply with the police over what has happened and call your workplace just to be safe in case of interrogations take too long.
>Run back to the pizzeria before anyone realize that you were gone from your post
>Write-in
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>>4405293
>>Run back to the pizzeria before anyone realize that you were gone from your post
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>>4405293
>Run back to the pizzeria before anyone realize that you were gone from your post
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>>4405293
>Run back to the pizzeria before anyone realize that you were gone from your post
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>>4405293

Right so with that hundred, in addition to unlocking the Avatar transformation and having the full access of Tiamat's powers as they manifest/reawaken over time, your initial body has managed to retained a portion of the boundless power sealed within the grimoire/ Awakening your mystic aptitude and the religious pagan arts of Jewitchery & Magickal Judaism. It has in turn altered your physiology and grant you a portion of the powers you invoke as the avatar of Tiamat, the mother of all dragons and the Leviathan. (Choose 3)

>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas)
>Mégethoskinesis (Size Control/Shifting)
>Dragonfication
>Portal Physiology/Personal Void
>Invulnerablity or Regenerative Healing Factor
>Aquatic Fire [Liquid Fire that can also burn underwater with no signs of weakening]
>Chaos Energy Manipulation [Can be used in tandem with the chaos magic/ dark sorcery of the grimiore]
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry
>Light Control & Generation
>True Dragon Senses
>Breath Powers
>Other [Write-in, will be judged accordingly]
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>>4405399
Forgot to add

>Animation/Life Bestowal
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>>4405399
>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Invulnerablity or Regenerative Healing Factor
>Aquatic Fire [Liquid Fire that can also burn underwater with no signs of weakening]
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>>4405399
>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas)
>Dragonfication

If we the dragon we need to look the park at least
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>>4405399
>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Invulnerablity or Regenerative Healing Factor
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry
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>>4405399
>Chaos Energy Manipulation [Can be used in tandem with the chaos magic/ dark sorcery of the grimiore]
we're jewish we're made for this
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry
money magic
>Invulnerability or Regenerative Healing Factor
sacrificing newborns for immortality
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>>4405293
>Run back to the pizzeria before anyone realize that you were gone from your post


>>4405399
>Fluid Manipulation (Liquid & gas)
>Chaos Energy Manipulation [Can be used in tandem with the chaos magic/dark sorcery of the grimiore]
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry
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>>4405307
>>4405330
>>4405337
>>4405820
Seems like even with all the voting everyone is fine with this. Good enough for me.

>>4405488
>>4405542
>>4405760
>>4405789
>>4405820

Judging from this so far I can safely say the majority vote would be this.

>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Invulnerablity or Regenerative Healing Factor
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry

That said, I will document these choices here and allow for a succession check to gauge whether or not they too will be unlocked or merely dormant for the time being. If you so choose to make the roll.

>Chaos Energy Manipulation [Can be used in tandem with the chaos magic/ dark sorcery of the grimiore]
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas)

As for >Dragonfication and >Aquatic Fire [Liquid Fire that can also burn underwater with no signs of weakening], they will be things that you can only perform in your transformed avatar state, with proper training/practice over time.
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Rolled 89, 54 = 143 (2d100)

>>4405837
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas)
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Rolled 35, 44 = 79 (2d100)

>>4405837
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid & Gas)
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>>4405837

Seeing that you were no longer needed to supervise the broken man you begin to relax as the tension subsides. Thus a lingering thought soon creeps into the surface. Upon reflection, your face contorts into shock before transitioning into worry. You were so busy focusing on documenting Dr. Light as well as sending evidence to the police that you forgot about your job. You were still on the clock and while you may have evidence at being a good samaritan it wasn’t going to justify leaving your post. At least you held the self-awareness to lock up before trailing the dimwitted supervillain if nothing else.

“Ah! God damn it! I wasted my precious work hours trailing your dumb ass butt.” You screeched, stomping your foot in frustration, causing Dr. Light to scream himself into passing out. Seeing the sniveling final cries from your perspective twist your face into utter disgust. Getting angry at Dr. Light wasn’t worth it, much like doing anything to him really.

Storming out in a huff you begin to get ready to leave from the crime scene just moments before the police were within speaking range. Attempting to haul forward your legs instinctively went into a kneeling position. By contracting your leg muscles, causing them to bulge, an explosive volume of speed suddenly exerts from your legs upon take off. All of which was happening within a fraction of a couple of seconds. Bolting with tremendous force you leap from your spot, generating powerful shockwaves from your step.

Within a single bound you manage to cover a widespread catch of land as you jumped to one-eight of a mile. Roughly seven hundred feet to be more specific. Of course, the act was far lost upon you as your mind was set on making it your job. In retrospect, it was a bad move just freely displaying your draconic strength like that. The only silver lining was the fact the police only had to deal with a strong rush of wind pressure. Aside from that none of the surroundings except for the pavement show any wear or damage. Even if it wasn’t your intended debut as a superhuman it would be best to not get on the police’s bad side.

Only when you were preparing to land did logic and reason come back to you. Immediately noticing how far you managed to jump you rightfully started to freak out. Followed by the rush of adrenaline as you were nearly overwhelmed by the excitement and the thrill that came from your reckless stunt. Still, this was a good incentive to remember that in this current state that all of your physical abilities are hypercharged. Before you had the time to fully panic over passing your work’s city block, you begin to orientate yourself in mid-air.
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Calculating the trajectory and velocity among many other factors for aerodynamics, you align yourself perfectly. Recreating the same effect as before with your lower leg strength took no time at all. With all the valuables line you proceed to essentially “kick” upon the air. Treating the fluid as a solid platform you sprung yourself back on the right flight path towards the pizzeria. Another rush envelops your body as you end up laughing with glee. Letting yourself get caught in the moment, you ultimately forget just one tiny problem. You forgot how you were going to land safely.

Bracing yourself for impact, you slammed loudly into the rooftop of the building next to the pizzeria. Falling face-first into the hard concrete, you let out a muffled groan. Surprisingly that didn’t hurt nearly as it much as it should...if at all. Just like with Dr. Light’s light show it seems that in this form you possessed a dragon’s toughness. In fact, with all the feats so far in addition to your overwhelming raw force/presence, it was accurate to say that you were basically a dragon in human form. A mere fledgling who has no idea the phenomenal power she currently wields, much less its true potential.

Twitching a bit to get your body re-aligned to normal you pull yourself off from the concrete. Eyes daring in a loopy fashion as you think momentarily of being in some rubber hose animation like the old school looney toons. It didn’t help that you thought you saw bugs and daffy floating around your head like Saturn’s rings.

“Okay...note to self, self-control before acting on impulse.” You muttered before walking around to see where you are. From on top of the rooftop, you could see everything clearly.

As if you possessed sight beyond sight, your heightened kinetic vision easily mapped out the entire area. To your fortune, it seems nobody noticed that you were gone. With a careful hop and a skipped you maneuvered your way from the rooftop and into the pizzeria. And with no time to spare since that loud thud would’ve caused alarm for anyone still within the building. Sneaking back inside the pizzeria and returning to your station were you finally given time to reflect upon everything that has happened.

>Meditate and try to talk to the entity that gave you this power
>Read from the grimoire to see what exactly is Pleroma and the Avatar of Tiamat
>Find the time to practice your newfound powers in between work
>Revert back to your normal form and go through the motions as you sleep off this crazy day
>Write-in

(The roll period for >>4405837 is still active so you can still choose what you're rolling for while making your next plan of action)
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>>4405929
>>Revert back to your normal form and go through the motions as you sleep off this crazy day
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>>4405929
>Read from the grimoire to see what exactly is Pleroma and the Avatar of Tiamat
They say knowledge is power
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Rolled 73, 73 = 146 (2d100)

>>4405929
>>Revert back to your normal form and go through the motions as you sleep off this crazy day

>>4405837
>>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas)
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Rolled 100, 90 = 190 (2d100)

>>4405929
>Read from the grimiore to see what is Pleroma and the Avatar of Tiamat
>Then revert back to normal as you go through the motions and sleep this crazy day off.

Might as well learn whay we're getting into before going into denial.

>Chaos Energy Manipulation
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>>4405995
Eat your hearts out Raven/Jinx, we're you but thiccer
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>>4405995
Do we have them Khazar Milkers now?
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Rolled 46, 95 = 141 (2d100)

>>4405929
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry
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>>4406323
You always had them, but now they're going to be bigger with an Olympian/Herculean frame that would make the Amazons mistake you for their own due to picking the super attribute, Which by the way if we could compare the Avatar state to Wonder Woman/Captain Marvel (Billy not Carol), then even in your reborn natural state it'll be comparable to Supergirl or Big Barda.
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>>4405995
Since nobody else rolled this, gonna have to use both numbers to balance the boom that Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry is getting.

>>4405936
>>4405937
>>4405979
>>4405995
Going to save time and do these both instead of asking for a tie-breaker since they don't conflict with each other negatively. Anyway, you should start thinking of long time goals at some point.

Writing.
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>>4406605
>>4405837

>>>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid &Gas) Acquired [95,73, 54]
>>Chaos Energy Manipulation Acquired [100,90]


In the span of a few hours, you went from tailing a goofy nutcase to becoming a seven-foot statuesque stunner wearing ancient garbs empathizing supreme authority as a divine champion. If you were told that in your desperation and frustration that you would unknowingly make a pact with an ancient envoy and bound yourself to a primordial deity as the next avatar. Chances are you would’ve scoffed at the subject and brushed it off as pure uttered nonsense. Course it all happened instinctively so the actual imagery was currently lost to you.

Sitting back at the counter you begin to understand how out of place you currently are. The office chair barely supported your very muscular yet voluptuous build. Having six hundred pounds of dense musculoskeletal mass can do that. Try as you best to ignore it, the chair started creaking and churning from the strain. Causing you to gradually become more embarrassment and soon irritated afterward. Only when you finally had enough did you finally cry out the words Pleroma in mid-rant that your tribulations came to an abrupt end.

In a swirl of oceanic fluids enveloping your body, you soon found yourself back to your initial form upon the disappearance of the esoteric water. Blinking in sheer confusion you looked around the office in a mild urgency. In your search, you ended up finding the office mear to look into. Gazing in the mirror you saw yourself exactly how you normally are. With another relaxed sigh, you slouched back into your chair. An immense weight was finally off your shoulders. Still, there was a sense of uncertainty about the whole thing.

After much thinking, you decide that this must be some sort of lucid dream. If it was a dream then you were having a hard time waking up. But on the off chance that it was real, you kept yourself grounded and continue your daily job on the night shift. With nothing to do during this time you went back to doing some research on the grimoire. Opening up the book in question you found yourself somehow able to fully read the inscribed text on the pages without assistance. To your surprise, the grimoire was filled with a fount of knowledge.

Although the term fountain would be more accurate as you came to investigate. With how much overflowing information the grimoire carries, it was rather surprising that the book could be so deceptively small. Perhaps whatever that unusual transformation did must have unlocked the seals of the book and opened its archives. From jewitchery/magickal judaism, the various forms of Kabbalah, druidism, to even that of alchemy there were many different factions correlating to the mystical arts. Runes, glyphs, and even magic circles. The book carried with unfathomable amounts of mysticism, including correlating to your birthright.
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>>4407223

Keeping yourself distracted from trailing off and reading as much as you can in one night was a tricky challenge. But you ultimately manage to navigate your attention to the task at hand. Flipping through enough of the seemingly endless pages that materialized out of nowhere, you end up stopping at Pleroma and the Avatar of Tiamat. Tyng your long brunette hair into a braid and fixing your glasses you thoroughly read the ins and out of Pelorma, the connection to the Chaoskampf and the chthonic Tehom realm.

Already knowing the biblical story you boiled down the Chaoskampf as a ubiquitous event in many myths and legends. Essentially depicting a battle of a culture hero deity(creator god) against the chaos monster, often in the shape of a serpent or dragon. Upon closer examination, the text foretold that although the embodiment of chaos was slain, in her last breath she cursed the champion figure of God. As her body was used to create the heavens and the earth, it became the sacrifice needed to ensure the curse would eternally tether itself to the material realm.

So long as chaos exists the incarnations between the two opposing forces will forever be fated to fight one another. A cosmic battle between infinity and nothingness. The world serpent/sea monster that represents the forces chaos and the culture hero/creator god who imposes order by force. Both forever bound to one another thanks to the unbreakable curse as their battle was akin to that of an ouroboros. Ubiquitous and everlasting just like the flesh used for the holy banquet and clothing of its citizens.

It is only through the cunning of one of the culture hero one thousand years ago that managed to seemingly put an end to the fated battle. To achieve this required directly consuming the flesh of the latest incarnation of the primordial mother of all dragons/serpents and soul bounding the monstrous embodiment into themselves. Doing this ensured that the battle between the two finally came into an end. However, in doing this it only ended up changing the plane of where the battle took place. In other words, it was a battle within the soul as the Avatar was born.
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>>4407226

Carrying with them the duality between these clashing forces, the new champion served as the bridge between the earth and the heavens. Or more commonly known as the spirit world and the physical world. Because of this duality, they often served also as an envoy of chaos and order. Requiring them to otherwise do acts that would keep the world balanced. Thus some avatars became heroes, chosen champions of the people. While others became villains, tyrannical nemesis to the current system. For better or worse, their actions left a mark in history.

That is until one hundred years ago, with the assistance of the emissary of the gods, the lingering will of Tiamat was sealed into a grimoire. For added precaution in the armor of the leviathan was embedded with the cuffs of control to serve as inhibitors to the insurmountable raw power residing within the avatar. But the final seal was the special chant used to keep the power in check. Thus the name Pleroma comes into mind. Oddly enough it was a double entendre as with its many meanings, the main one being full also refers to fulfillment. In this case the fulfillment of a prophecy.

With these seals and the book of Tehom being sealed with a mark of Solomon, it was hoped that the newly recessed avatar that there wouldn’t be any future incarnations. In retrospect, the dying wish of the previous incarnation was rendered inert. Then again, it wasn’t like you chose to break the seal and invoke the power for your selfish wishes. Of course, you ultimately put it aside still thinking that this was a dream. By the time you finished reading up on the origins, it was already the end of your shift.

Grabbing your things you soundly left the pizzeria without any problems. Locking up on your way you safely traveled back home. Arriving back home at the witching hour you quietly enter the house without alerting your family. From the multitude of shoes at the entrance of your house, you could immediately tell that both of your parents were home. After taking off your work shoes you trolleyed up to the attic. Not even taking a night show you immediately stripped down into your sleepwear and just fell into bed. Waiting for you to wake up from this weird dream, you fully gave up all resistance.
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>>4406562

At eleven o’clock in the morning, you find yourself awakening to a loud alarm. Intuitively you slam your hand to turn off the clock. Unfortunately, you exerted enough force to shatter the alarm clock and the small table it was standing on. Waking up from the loud sounds if only barely, you let out a long yawn. Completely unaware of the fact that you now currently stood at around six feet and six inches, with a ripped physique. It seems what happened that night really wasn’t a dream as you were about to get a cruel reminder as you walk into the bathroom.

>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume as you return to your room
>Freak out over this and leave before anyone notices your second puberty.
>Punch yourself as hard as you can to wake up from this nightmare
>Continue being in denial and going by your day by day life ignoring the changes
>Call out the name Pleroma hoping that’ll fix everything
>Write-in
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>>4407239
>>Call out the name Pleroma hoping that’ll fix everything
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>>4407239
>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume as you return to your room
We just had a sudden growth spurt
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>>4407239
>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume as you return to your room

What clock, I never had one.
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>>4407239
>Buy some new clothes
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>>4407239
>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume ss you return to your room
>Call out the name Pleroma hoping that'll fix everything
>Go buy some new clothes just in case and treat yourself for putting up with all this shit

When life gives you lemons, throw the lemons back and get better fruits to make a multibillion dollar soft drunk company
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>>4407239
>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume as you return to your room
>Pray that you have enough money to buy a new wardrobe
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>>4407239
>Continue being in denial and going by your day by day life ignoring the changes
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>>4407239
>Continue being in denial and going by your day by day life ignoring the changes
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>>4407387
+1
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>>4407239
>Stay calm and try to rationalize the sudden growth in mass and volume ss you return to your room
>Go buy some new clothes and treat yourself for putting up with all this shit
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>>4407246
>>4407304
>>4407328
>>4407360
>>4407387
>>4407502
>>4407802
>>4408004

Alright, know what I am writing now. Though forgot to include this during my explanation since in a way you could look at the backstory being an expanded alteration of the lore between Malchior and Rorek since its still the culture hero vs the chthonic or aquatic monster, generally a serpent or dragon. Going to be explaining more of it over time but here are the historical cues I'm taking from.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiamat
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leviathan
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jewish_mythology#The_%22combat_myth%22
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaoskampf
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pleroma
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tehom

Anyway, since I'm a big dummy for forgetting to post this tidbit of information during the story post, I'll just tailor it here.

In addition to housing, the powers of the monstrous embodiment of primordial chaos/mother of all beasts(including dragons/serpents) and the culture hero deity (Yahweh), the avatar carries with them a wide assortment of form the enchanted forge. The most commonly well known items are the Twin Rings of Solomon, Mantle of Elijah, Staff of Moses, the (Giant) Slingshot & Star/Shield of David, The Flaming Sword of Eden, The Ark of Noah, and the Mane of Samson. These among many other mystical artifacts are stored within the bracers known as the Cuffs of Compliance/Control, an ancient derivative of the bracelets of submission. Currently active in your possession is the armor of the Leviathan and the Key of Babylon.

I'll be willing to answer any other questions in between writing the next story post.
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>>4408072
Where’s our nagging jewish mother who demands that we marry a gud jewish boy every day
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>>4408072

Shower, a brief reprise from the trials and tribulations that is real life. Still, in your groggy daze, you went through the motions of your morning rituals. Taking the most of your time, of course, was the shower. A twenty to thirty-minute shower was your ideal range with ten to fifteen minutes being necessary when you were on the clock for your responsibilities. Thankfully today was the start of your three day weekend, so the only obligations you had right now were to yourself. Unfortunately, things would take to a turn for the worst once you woke up.

Having finished brushing your teeth and cleaning yourself from the shower, your lapis lazuli colored eyes gaze slowly at the reflection. Blinking slowly at the sight you were currently perceiving. Some strange herculean woman was standing in the mirror. At first, it didn’t draw much attention to you as you stared, but over time you start to realize just how well-built she was. To say that she was muscular was underselling it as you could finely see just how ripped she was. Broad shoulders, a strong yet slender jawline/neck with a defined clavicle, well-sculptured arms, washboard abs, and tree-trunk thighs. A slender yet exquisitely detailed musculature to say the least for this statuesque stunner.


There wasn’t a place that wasn’t toned and firm upon closer inspection. Somehow it despite everything, it all compiles together into a shapely feminine physique beneath the musculature. Ful-figured curves to keep things balanced between strength and beauty like all Olympians. Even the silk-like brunette hair was awe-inspiring to you as you observed the figure with bated breath. As your mind breaks out of the admiration you soon notice that the figure standing in the mirror...was yourself. Before you had the chance to scream, you covered your mouth to muffled the panicking cries. Going as far as to even use the towel to cover you up to assist.

After screaming into the towel for a good while, you started to take some deep, calming breaths. Repeating into your head a mantra to help tackle your impending stress. “Calm down Sarena. Take deep breaths and try to think this rationally.”

Calming yourself and tempering your panic you begin to think as you make your way back to your room. Thankfully your parents were already gone to notice the new you. Only your twin younger siblings were the only problematic factor. But given that they’re mere kids, chances are they were already hanging out with one of their many friends. Leaving you to your own devices, but you didn’t take any chances. Making it back to your room you look directly at the damage that you caused to the alarm clock and your small table, just barely missing the drawer chest.
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“...Okay, so these muscles aren’t just for show...great.” You mutter, squatting down to look at your destroyed clock. Forming a serious expression you went back into thinking how this came into being.

It was easy to assume that this was merely puberty running its course and you’re a late bloomer. However, you knew that to be pretty false since even before this shocking growth that you were relatively shapely and developed. Granted it was mainly due to being a shortstack but it was still valid proof. Now you were sporting a rather voluptuous body with dangerous curves like some sort of greek sculpture come to life. Though in your case the term Jewish golem would be far more accurate.

Thinking that this was just a dream you arc your right arm back in anticipation to punch yourself. Not letting yourself brace for the impact you slammed your fist hard against your face. Barely keeping yourself from hitting back into the wall, you start staggering back while holding your nose. “Okay...not a dream. Ooooooowwww.” You moan, holding your bruised red nose, almost feeling like you dislocated something. Although to your surprise your nose was already healing at a remarkable rate.

“Clearly I don’t know my own strength and this obviously the byproduct of my “second puberty” kicking in.” You theorize, sitting back on the bed as you continue being in denial over what happened last night. “Like honestly, me being a musclebound juggernaut in ancient garbs? Ridiculous. That was just me having eaten too many Pescado Fritos before bed.”
“I mean really. Just cause I have a grimoire doesn’t mean it’s magical. There’s a perfectly rational reason for all of this. And it’s not like if I say the words Pleroma that-” Before you could finish your sentence after scoffingly folding your arms and crossing your legs a familiar sensation washes over you.

Without even given the chance to blink your entire body was enveloped with the same mystical fluids from the atmosphere. Taking the shape of a cocoon though far more narrow than the massive sphere from before. Acting fare more instantaneous than last time your entire body underwent the metamorphosis. Changing from your lean stature into a more bulker and taller form you find yourself dining the ancient armor, replacing your thin tank top and gym shorts. Amber brunette hair instantly shifts to an ebony black shade as the transformation finishes.
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>>4408308

Standing in the exact same position as before you blinked immensely having now returned to the seven-foot and two inches avatar, oozing with every aspect of a leviathan right down to your presence. Even being spectacularly muscular and athletic, the form didn’t sacrifice ingle drop of femininity. It took yourself a couple of seconds to realize everything has changed again. Quickly you dart over to the mirror on your dresser, making sure to not break anything else on the way. Looking at yourself with your dragon eyes, you snarled in frustration.

“GOD DAMN IT IT WAS REAL!” You hissed, oozing aquatic fire from your mouth. Fully exposing your serpentine tongue and elongated canines. Before anger would have its way with you, you quickly regain your senses. Chanting the words Pleroma as you suspected ended up returning you to being a six-foot-tall amazon.

With a defeated size, you slouch over to your bed, plopping down before letting out another loud cry. This time screaming into your pillow. After letting out enough pent up frustration, you remove your face from the pillow. “No, fuck no. I won’t let this bring me down. I won’t be defeated by whatever scientific laws or physics that are governing this...argh! I’m going to the mall.”

It’ll take you about an hour before you could find some clothing to fit your new form. All the old clothes you had was far too small and would give everyone the wrong impression. Even if you did like wearing baggy clothing to hide your physique. Ultimately due to some good luck, you managed to pull out your mom’s closet to find something fitting you. Some blue mom jeans, and a brown tank top. Thankfully you didn’t need to replace your shoes. That said, you were feeling rather upset now that you were going to have to spend some of your savings if not the majority of it buying a whole new wardrobe.

>Buckle up and buy everything you need before sulking at the food court
>Embrace being a cheapskate and haggle your way to completing your wardrobe
>>Try to use your newfound womanly charms to sway others to pay stuff for you or give you discounts
>Focus on recreating your favorite outfit and think about how to address this predicament
>Write-in
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>>4408139
Would you take a grandma instead? Your parents have time-consuming jobs which while they expressed their love for you, left you feelingly lonely as a child with your older brother looking out for you. And when the twins came you quickly had to grow up to support them.
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>>4408326
>>Try to use your newfound womanly charms to sway others to pay stuff for you or give you discounts
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>>4408326
>Try to use your newfound womanly charms to sway others to pay stuff for you or give you discounts
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Can we hide these muscles and put on the regular nerd look like Clark Kent?
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>>4408326
>Buckle up and buy everything you need before sulking at the food court
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>>4408561
If you keep wearing baggy clothing like usual or adopt attire like Clark Kent does then yeah. That reminds me. You actually don't need glasses due to your heightened senses. While below that of a True Dragon's like whenever you transform using the phrase Pleroma. All of your senses are still superhuman. So you'll need to invest in fake glasses too.

>>4408415
>>4408558
Alright, give me a roll to see how you do at charm and/or sex appeal. Same as before.
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Rolled 23, 70 = 93 (2d100)

>>4408585
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Rolled 85, 40 = 125 (2d100)

>>4408594
In before we whiff it so bad because of how blatantly apparent we are about it.
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>>4408610
>>4408594

We have become thot, swayer of simps; may the gods have mercy on our soul.
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Rolled 49, 27 = 76 (2d100)

>>4408585
If we're gonna flaunt like an e-girl then let's be the ultimate Stacy
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Rolled 68, 30 = 98 (2d100)

>>4408585
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Rolled 75, 97 = 172 (2d100)

>>4408585
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Rolled 81, 4 = 85 (2d100)

>>4408585
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>>4408585

>Intimidator/Alpha Presence [Thotus Supremus] status acquired

For as long as you can remember you were rather good at managing your budget and making sure that you generally got things that you needed. Although you come from an upper-middle-class family, nobody knew the value of a dollar more than your family. Practically trained in the art of money by your grandma, you knew how to perceive the sum of anything in a heartbeat. Whenever you needed money for something, you outed your resources and talents in order to make a living. Be it selling your intelligence as a tutor or serving as some sort of babysitter or housekeeper. if the pay as right you were willing to give it a shot.

In recent years due to your plan for college and living on your own, you essentially turned yourself into a serious cheapskate. So this was eating at you far more than it has any right to. Sure there was always the motion of selling your old clothing to pay back the cost, but the actual process was notoriously tricky. Not to mention the gamble of actually netting enough buck to put you back on track. There were alternatives, rather dark ones in fact, but you didn’t want to an advocate in such...degenerative methods to selling your clothes in live auctions. It wasn’t like you could hold off on buying clothing later till you were secure.

Having to borrow your mother’s clothing every day would draw too much attention. That and even her clothing felt too small for you. There were no other options. As you ponder on the prospect of having to buy actual clothing a thought begins to rustle in your mind. Stopping mid-step in the mall you gaze your attention to the glass surface. Although you didn’t want to acknowledge it your current figure was a crossbreed between a cheerleader and mixed martial artist champion. Now you were far from being desperate enough to sell your body, but perhaps you can weaponize this factor into your haggling and bartering.

“Well...I’ve already made an impulsive decision with no regard to my future….what’s a few more to the list.” You snort, lowering your gaze while checking yourself out. If this body was the cause for your crisis then the answer should lie within the source.
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>>4408900

Channeling a certain pink-haired internet personality and e-girl to mind, you start to sway your hips as you stride into the biggest clothing shop in the mall. Almost immediately you start eyeing your surroundings, documenting the participates as all eyes fall on you. Without saying a single word they are already mesmerized by your presence. With the gal becoming ever closer you choose to flaunt your appearance while keeping things within approachability. Walking over to the counter you begin to embrace the dynamic of a bubbly yet charming southern belle. Specifically a more accurate modernization to better jive with the e-girl vibe.

“Um like hi. My name is Stacie Sulman. This is my first time coming into jump city, and I was hoping you’d help me pick out a brand new wardrobe while discussing deals.” Twirling strands of your straightened locks into a curly you gave an innocent yet alluring expression to the clerk. Almost to the point of shock you quickly blink at the gentleman melting under your presence as you keep up the act.

What came next was something that even you couldn’t predict. Exerting supernatural levels of charisma and eloquence you easily swayed those around you to your fingertips. Be it your nice body or natural charms as Stacie Sulman, you find yourself winning the hearts of everyone that came into your contact. Not only did you manage to get the best discounts and promotions but people practically stood t buying stuff for you without question or hesitation. In addition, you started getting requests to promote their products among other offers including modeling their stuff as part of the bantering.

Ushering the start of a new career as an e-girl and internet celebrity you intertwined with your adoring fans. Doing whatever it takes to keep the charade going you went through the necessary steps bolstering your popularity and riding on the train. This including actually accepting the clothing and items that your loving fans suggested in lieu of your own choice of relacing your old wardrobe to fit your taste. Course now you also had to factor in buying clothing to obscure your smoking bod and keep up your nerd image less you wanted t deal with the countless waves of devoted followers of all kinds every day.
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>>4408902

>Keep things from escalating and try to escape as you reflect on your mistake
>Rethink your life choices and think how you want to go moving forward
>Embrace your newfound gifts and identity and try to turn this entire thing into a positive for everyone
>Go back home with your "gifts' and scream into your pillow as you berate yourself for stooping so low
>Write-in
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>>4408912

So with your rolls, you ended up awakening a divine level of presence even in your default form. So for better or worse, good and bad, you're the center of attention with your statuesque stunning beauty. Be it persuasion, intimidation, or any other form of influence//presence, it's otherworldly. Only augmented further when you transform.

In a way, it's befitting for a primordial chaos avatar/demi-goddess in the making. Even if this means now things will be a lot tricky for you in the future.
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>>4408912
>Embrace your newfound gifts and identity and try to turn this entire thing into a positive for everyone

>>4408922
Time to be an e thot for our public persona and a cape on our down time.
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>>4408912
>Embrace your newfound gifts and identity and try to turn this entire thing into a positive for everyone
Embrace our inner thottery
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>>4408926
Supporting this.

By the way what should name our hero identity? Unless we pull a captain marvel and use the name Pleroma there's plenty of options to pick from base on our lore and gimmick.
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>>4408912
>Rethink your life choices and think how you want to go moving forward
>Go back home with your "gifts' and scream into your pillow as you berate yourself for stooping so low
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>>4408900
>art of money
kek
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You're all missing the best of this.

Triple Identity.

Clothes to hide us as our normal bookish persona. Our E Girl E Celebrity Persona. And our Divine Super form. Juggle that shit and see how we feel.
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>>4408912
>Keep things from escalating and try to escape as you reflect on your mistake
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>>4409013
This. This is the best part.
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>>4408912
>>Go back home with your "gifts' and scream into your pillow as you berate yourself for stooping so low
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>>4408912
>Embrace your newfound gifts and identity and try to turn this entire thing into a positive for everyone
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>>4408912
>>Go back home with your "gifts' and scream into your pillow as you berate yourself for stooping so low
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>>4408926
>>4408975
>>4408987
>>4409242
>>4409013
Seem like this is a clear cut winner, but I will incorporate some of >>4409010 >>4409203 >>4409296 into the post for a smoother transition.

While I'm writing, I want you guys to choose whom you'll end up bumping into first

>Robin (Dick Greyson)
>Starfire
>Cyborg
>Raven
>Beast Boy
>Mystery Choice
>Other [Write-in, will be judged accordingly]
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>>4409365
Raven, the supernatural of our bullshit done attracted her attention. Raven would make the most sense.

Starfire showing up is, if we consider the Gordanians, an event.
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Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>4409365
I'm split on whether to go for Beast Boy for puppy love that may eventually bloom into actual love between us, or Raven for chaos magic shenanigans.

1 for Garfield, 2 for Raven.
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>>4409516
On second thought, if no one else votes, put mine as Raven, to avoid a tie.
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>>4409365

By the time your conquest was over you essentially spent most of your day having done a bunch of a typical e-girl and gamer girl activities. At that point, your senses came back to you alongside your reasoning. Little that was going to do you as in a single day you ended up with a multitude of social media accounts such as Instagram, Twitter, Youtube, and many more. Each one of those accounts managed to rake up about relatively over a million followers. Talk about letting the attention go to your head.

Eventually finding time to maneuver away from your loyal followers, you safely manage to return back home. Thankfully you did it in a rush without anyone noticing despite the immense buttload of gifts including a brand new car to house them all. To say things escalated far out of your control was a major understatement. Seems the hands of fate clearly had a sense of humor considering how your life was turning into so far. Reaching the attic with the last of your stuff you immediately drop to your bed.

Once more you undertook the wholesome tradition of screaming into your pillow. Clinching the cloth bad tightly with the tiniest amount of strength you continue letting out all your frustration and regret as you lamented on your actions. Practically tearing yourself a new hole mentally you essentially lecture and berate yourself for stooping so low. Truthfully you were the antithesis of what you were essentially parodying. An introvert if not a socially reclusive outcast who dabbled with the mystical arts. The goths would more likely have a stronger connection than the barbie club. Or at least that what you told yourself these past sixteen years.

Yet not only did you resort to being a “barbie-doll” you were disgusted how you ended up being so perfect at it. Thus you ended up screaming immensely into your pillow yet again. The wolf in sheep clothing was perfect in describing your inner Stacy. Or as some like to refer to, a total thot. Not just any thot but Thotitana, a play on Titania. In this instead of fairies, it would be more accurate to call you the Queen of the thots, swayer of simps, and Thotus Supremus. There were more baggage nicknames and snark remarks you could think of to your newfound innate aptitude to the gamer girl and e-girl. But you ultimately stopped beating yourself after an hour of screaming and beratement.
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>>4409555

You just wanted to avoid having to spend your hard-earned savings to replace what you lost from your unintentional growth spurt. Was it really wrong using your newfound beauty and charms to fix up a bad situation? Granted, even by your standards you took things far more than you should by the resulting attention. Now you were left realizing that it clearly awakened something you didn’t know you have. Mentally tearing yourself a new asshole you kicks and screamed and roll all over in a childish fashion. If this was some god’s cruel joke or interstellar race’s experiment then you wish they pull the plug already.

After letting out all your bottled emotions you flipped to resting on your back, gazing upward to the large skylight as it was already night time. What’s done was done and there was no point beating yourself over it. Like it or not you’re stuck with this much like with your new body. If there was a way to reverse all of it, it would’ve come to you by now. And now you were left with the consequences of your actions. Accompanying it was also the looming responsibilities as you think back to the grimoire. Slowly reaching for the grimoire of Tehom, you notice the emblem that was the star of David now sprouting a fully opened serpentine eye.

Gazing at the eye for a brief moment, you soon sat the book down to the side. Looking upwards a subtle shift from disgust and regret into newfound determination came your way. If you were stuck in this hellhole that was popularity and divinity then you are going to do something positive about it. Just because you found out that you’re secretly a Stacy pretending to be a Becky/Mary doesn’t mean you’d have to fall into stereotypes or confirmed to the standard. At least you know for a fact you’re not a Karen even with your sarcastic, jaundiced, cynical, staunchness, and even condescending and otherwise pessimistic personality. If you weren’t extremely taciturn people would notice your flaws more than your highly intellectual mindset.

With a new look of composure and realization, you pull out a pink compact and starts to get inspiration. A triple identity. Yeah, you can totally pull it off. The academic achiever, the bamboozling bimbo, and the calculative/cautious crusader. It was all a matter of ABCs for you but you were willing to pull it off. If life gives you chaos then you were going to turn that chaos into a virtue for everyone.
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>>4409599

>How do you spend your time (Choose up to three)

>Taking your role as Stacie Sulman seriously and actively expanding your empire as a full-time job
>Continue your everyday life as Sarena and gradually cement your long time goals one day at a time
>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
>Improve your standing at the Pizzaria and brand yourself as a mascot
>Take active charge fighting crime and use your encounters as a learning experience to be a better self-taught superheroine
>Balance your three lifestyles equally and keep your appearances from colliding with one another
>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role
>Keep yourself isolated and focus on experimenting and researching as you learn the ins and out of what you can currently do
>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study on various fighting technique and ways to use your raw strength
>Try your hand at Alchemy and making a golem
>Focus on a specialization with your powers so far and going from there [Choose 1]
>Write-in
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>>4409606
Reference for Stacie Sulman persona and disguse.
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>>4409629
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>>4409606
>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role

This could actually go well with the Raven encounter, should that win.

>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them

I imagine our mom or grandma will be glad we got some meat on our bones, if only to finally attract someone to marry.

>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study on various fighting technique and ways to use your raw strength

...Damn you for putting in the option to further enable my fetish.
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>>4409606

>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role

This will bring us to Raven or in a worst case scenario some local madman like Mumbo. Or, maybe our bullshit draws the attention of another magical figure of the setting. Have we drawn the attention of FATE? What if ole conjob shows up? Or that fucker from the Knights Templar...are we a weird enough thing to draw the attention of Niles Caulder? Zatanna Zatarra? Various other Gods and Godly powered supers?

Oh...If we aren't careful Diana Prince will be poking around Jump city looking for us.

>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of the juggernaut and study various fighting technique and ways to use your raw strength.
Stacy Smash, but how will that carry over into our big mode? Or, why bulk when you can just tone and strength train. Those are different things. Or just work on shaping/sculpting? Now we'll scream at ourself for becoming a gym bunny on top of things. We'll realize it when we effortlessly talk about some gym jargon and realize what we've done.

>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
This seems more like we're looking for answers from our family. We found an old book of magic upstairs and now we're a super and we really really really don't know what to do. Like, it JUST happened and now we're now in over our head and we traumatized a supervillain and what's happening is giving you a complete identity crisis!
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>>4409668
>Have we drawn the attention of FATE?

I think it'd be funny as hell if we got the Fate that's using the blonde himbo dude from the second Suicide Squad animated movie. Fate would be interested in molding us into a weapon against chaos, and the Chad would be interested in molding our thighs around his face,

But yeah, going with
>Magic study
>Swole
>Awkward family talk

Inb4 our twin brothers followed our Stacygram and got boners before realizing that's their sister.

And the boners won't leave.
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>>4409606
>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role
>Try your hand at Alchemy and making a golem

>>4409365
My boy beast boy
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>>4409606
>Continue your everyday life as Sarena and gradually cement your long time goals one day at a time
>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role
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>>4409365
>Robin (Dick Greyson)
Robin’s absolutely the type to check out e-thots. He’ll be the first hero to simp on us lol.

>>4409606
>Continue your everyday life as Sarena and gradually cement your long time goals one day at a time
>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role
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>>4409606
>Taking your role as Stacie Sulman seriously snd actively expanding your empire as a full-time job

Come on guys. Use your head. We need to commit to the e-thot life so we have more time being a hero and toning our sweet bod.

>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystic arts and to better fit you in your new role.
>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study on various fighting techniques and ways to use your rsw strength.

Weaponizing nagging is idesl but we need strength to go with our moxxie. Muscle Wizard here we go

>Robin or Raven
Either one would help us greatly but simping robin like Catwoman does to Bruce is too funny to pass up.
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>>4409639
>>4409668
>>4409688
>>4409698
>>4409717
>>4409795
>>4409821

Tallying up the votes so far we got these as the most picked choice.

>Try to find something or someone who can guide you in the mystical arts and to better fit you into your new role
>Give your family the talk about what has happened and set things straight with them
>Hit the gym to bulk yourself up as you embrace the path of a juggernaut and study on various fighting technique and ways to use your raw strength

With >Continue your everyday life as Sarena and gradually cement your long time goals one day at a time having two votes and the rest remaining for options only having one.

As for picks, it seems we got 2 for Raven, 2 for Dick, and 2 for Garfield. Least we know out of the gang so far who has the most interest for you once the team comes together. Gonna try to cover all of them over time but based on comments and the Votes, Raven is taking priority with Robin coming in behind.

Anyway, give me 4d100 this time. We're going to see how well your month goes.
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Rolled 85, 62, 36, 62 = 245 (4d100)

>>4409854
They see me rollin'

What time of year is it again. Curious what holidays will pass during all this.

And, was our Protag's Batmitzva traditional, tame, or etc.

Also, what sect of modern Jewery are her family. She seems like definitely not any of the lighter flavors of Orthodoxy; so is she Reform Judaism or Conservative?
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Rolled 62, 58, 6, 6 = 132 (4d100)

>>4409854
Here's to hoping our life turns out alright.
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>>4409859

It's set in modern times as this universe is focusing on the DC animated universe variant with their respective comics. Though I will take inspiration from other sources and divergences since this is still AU.

But in term of Year, I would say it's Around the 2000s, especially 2005 but its tech and influence are easily around 2020s. Maybe even higher. This is a few months before the Starfire event takes place.

Batmitzva was traditional if not extravagant as it brought a wide number of family members. One can argue this was the last time when Sarena was sunny as the sun before becoming her current self.

Reform Judaism, they still have some connections to be among the lighter flavors of Orthodoxy like your grandma, but they're far more set in adapting their belief to the modern era and being more tolerant/freeform to adjust. So there's a lot more lax than stereotypical Judaism. Still, I imagine when deciding pizza with the titans in the future is going to be one funny running joke like Beast Boy and his vegetarian and Cyborg and his meat.
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>>4409885
Who are you so wise in the way of Jews?
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Rolled 13, 49, 52, 89 = 203 (4d100)

>>4409854
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Rolled 27, 87, 54, 6 = 174 (4d100)

>>4409854
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>>4409365
>Raven
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>>4410021
And thanks for cementing the choice. Are you gonna add to the roll chain?
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Rolled 56, 39, 10, 6 = 111 (4d100)

>>4409854
I'm for Robin desu
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Rolled 51, 98, 61, 63 = 273 (4d100)

Raven.
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Rolled 74, 39, 10, 9 = 132 (4d100)

>>4409854
Raven, if we're still doing it.
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Rolled 87, 62, 7, 45 = 201 (4d100)

>>4409854
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Rolled 17, 33, 80, 75 = 205 (4d100)

>>4409854

>Raven
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Rolled 23, 92, 35, 90 = 240 (4d100)

>>4409854
Dicky boy for the simping
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>>4410109
>>4410100
>>4410051

Had to refresh to make sure I didn't miss any rolls. Marking the best rolls so I don't forget when writing.

>>4410021
>>4410046
>>4410081
>>4410100
>>4410109

As for votes, I'm sticking to >>4409854 but doing both Robin and Raven since Raven barely won with these adds but with Zatanna connections, you'll meet Robin relatively soon anyway.

But with these rolls seem like a gym bunny is inevitable for the e-girl in the making.

>>4409668
Might as well answer these questions. Starting from the top.

1. Due to the three best rolls, You’re getting Zatanna and to some degree Dr. Fate. As one anon puts it, your “bullshit” shenanigans have drawn the agent of Order and the agent of Chaos to your attention. Both Nabu and Mordru are fully aware of your presence and are currently locked in a battle with their respective agents to sway a balancer such as yourself to either side especially carrying the primordial forces of law and order in its purest form without trinkets like the helmet of Order and Chaos. As such they’re currently in a stalemate, that’s where Zatanna is coming. Also helps she’s half-Jewish.

2. A stronger base form will ultimately add improvements and further strengthened the divine state as it stacks. You also now know that when you make sufficient enough contact with water and/or hydrated enough that you draw out more of Tiamat/The Leviathan’s strength. Theoretically, it functions on the level of Strength Infinitum as it has no limit to how strong you can become as you accumulate over time. The only stipulation is that it’s only temporally and it requires you to be constantly hydrated or making continuous contact with a sufficient enough body of water to keep its effect going. At the same time, hot or dry areas are your bane as well as extended periods of serious dryness will weaken you. Thus making it harder to gather any strength or use any of your abilities.

You can do whatever you want for how you sculpt/refine your physical prowess or condition your body, just know in that month you would’ve gotten full control of your biological power and physical capabilities.

But anyway, the whole mystical/magical and occultic world is well aware of your existence and presence now. For better or worse.
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>>4409365
Reading to catch up roght now, but if this is still up
>Beast Boy
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>>4410142
This is a fun quest so far qm, good read
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>>4410142
>half jewish
Forgot that about Zats. Not too shabby.

Well, at least she can appreciate our showmanship turn. And wow, Fate and Mordu seem to really want us as an Influencer
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>>4410216
The mental image of Nabu and Mordru trying to out simp each other to get Stacy's allegiance has me dying.
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I’m suddenly imaging we make our Zats connection through our gramma.

She just, little old lady networks.
After our familial confessional she starts working her connections of other jewish grandmothers from temple or the community center and like 6 degrees of separation Gramma’s friend, let’s call her Mildred to save time because most Jewish grans know somone names mildred, whose cousin’s ex has a niece who books shows in vegas who hosts passover cedars every year for traveling performers or crew far from home who had Zatanna Zatarra at their table and knows that beyond being a stage magician that they’re the real deal and can pit in a word.

If we’re leaning into Jewish stereotypes. The power of a grandmotherly social network is strong though and a well founded Stereotype of the parents of baby boomers and early cycle baby boomers now. Then again, a lot of grandmothers of that generation can pull that, especially evangelical grandmas and their church groups.
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>>4410142

First thing first, you went to addressing the elephant in the room. Tackling this with the utmost tact, you carefully abet bluntly reveal the truth to your parents and siblings once they were all within the same household. Rightfully there were some serious concerns on whether or not you are your parents Adam Rosenberger and Evelyn Debenham’s child. Thankfully it didn’t take much convincing when you alliterate on your well-known mannerism that only the real Sarena could make. It also helped your siblings Rachel and Micheal could pick you out in a heartbeat.

Once things calmed down you went to show your grimoire and the transformation into the avatar of Tiamat/Leviathan. Immediately the name Sophia came out from your grandma Kayla in response from your transformation. Tzofia or Chokhmah would be more accurate for names but Sophia was an easier translation that rolled on the tongue better. In your grandma’s words, it was told that her family was the ones who were supposed to house the book since it was one of their ancestors who assisted the emissary of the gods from Themyscira.

The book was left in their care for safekeeping and suppressing. For over a hundred years the seal of Solomon acted as the chains to tether the book into its chest, locked in the compartment, and was said to be invisible to all. All except for the chosen one. Your grandma didn’t know what that meant so her knowledge of the entire ordeal and the grimoire was limited. Nevertheless, you managed to get an earful before reconciling with your family. Despite being abrasive over the matter, your family chose to still side with you regardless of what you choose. Giving you peace of mind and soothe the heart.

For the next month, your life was relatively active, especially for you. It was easier for you and your family’s worldview tp widen in order to accept the fantastical. Especially with what you used to know as “truth” had already been shattered. Still, like all things you believed whatever mystical forces course through you operated on a system much like the universal laws that govern reality. Everything can be explained through logic and reasoning, including magic. With that mantra at heart, it was easy adjusting your schedule into a new “normality”.
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>>4410973

For instance, your alter-ego Stacie Sulman was netting quite a hefty amount of publicity and financing. From model, dancer, cosplayer, comedian to even singing and acting, you took to the scenes in the performance arts under your internet personality. Even things like gamer-commentator and YouTuber ended up getting assimilated in your new role. As a result, it ended up exploding in popularity with each piece of media you gave. At least things didn’t get boring as you used this as mere practice on subterfuge and acting. Although you were enjoying the girly aspect far more than you honestly should.

Putting that aside you started taking the incentive of going to the gym. From your practices with transforming into Sophia, you realize that the form puts an extraneous load on you, especially for long periods. Even if you could draw out the power, control it, and focus it into any extremity without extreme backlash, it still left you pretty worn. Extremely resilient body or not. So if you were going to learn how to be a proper avatar, you needed to build upon your actual body. Using the excess money gained from your charade as Stacie Sulman you bought yourself a gym membership. ss

Despite taking things to slow your progression things still escalated to how proactive you ended up. One moment you were doing the bare necessaries and the next you found yourself squat lifting heavy objects. Much to your grimace, you ended up drawing a lot of unwanted attention from orbiters and secret admirers of both genders thanks to your routine workout. Ultimately you put up with it as you find yourself being fully enveloped into the bodybuilding. From bulking up to toning and strength training, you did all different kinds of shaping a truly optimized sculpture of strength and beauty from your body conditioning.

When you weren’t spending your time at the gym or doing activities for your social media including that of creator support platforms, you tailored your interest to maintain your life as Sarena Rosenberger. It’ll probably be ridiculously easier to make a lifestyle of that alone while keeping a semblance of pride by not stooping to the lowest common dementor. Heck, you were beginning to think of mixing physical activity such as yoga into the mix. Still, it was nice falling back into the catacombs that were the pizzeria. Even the goofy animatronic mascots were endearing by comparison. For all intent purposes, it was your safe place. A home away from home.
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>>4410976

Between doing the best you could during your night shifts you categorize your time watching different videos, specifically martial arts ones. Although you were becoming a terrifying force of nature you try tailoring yourself to balance might and finesse together by improving your technical skills. From watching instruction videos to reading from books you accumulated as much information you can on hand-to-hand and weapon combat. Almost as if somehow you awakened an innate aptitude for combat, you took off immensely step by step.

Form, technique, skill, control, finesse, all of the necessary principles and core fundamentals found in the martial arts. Those are the attributes you strive to develop a knack for battle sense and combat prowess. Realistically a month wouldn’t give you anywhere near the level of combat ability and martial prowess that seasoned practicians of the art. Really all you had was the initial combat training from your commissioner father. And the training itself was more of the standard self-defense principles and attributes. All things considered, it was your innate aptitude for studying and book smarts that ultimately granted you the tools to fashion a viable martial style.

Even with a naturally bestowed analytical and deductive mind rippled with high intellect, there was only so much you can do your own. No amount of keen observation. sharp evaluation, adept intuition, and remarkable resourcefulness could cover the same amount of growth and development a proper mentor would do. Especially when factoring in the whole mysticism element that currently circulates around you. On your own, you managed to tape into the fundamentals. Most shocking of all was how much of an imprint the dual essence that resides in Sophia currently courses through your original form.

Just transforming once fully incorporated the characteristics and properties of a true dragon into you. So much in fact that even in the base form you were a metahuman with prodigious qualities. While nowhere near the raw power and potency of Sophia, it was still that of high-caliber with the prospect of growing more potent over time. Clearly a byproduct of being a perfect vessel despite your initial plainness. Either way, you tapped into the repertoire of mystical energies inside to discover you possess an assortment of abilities tied to yourself.
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>>4411228

The sovereignty over every property and state of fluids, a superhuman condition akin to that of dragons in folklore, and a mystical aura/force that grants defensive and supportive abilities most commonly that of invulnerability or regenerative healing factor. These alone were formidable in their own rights but combined together they made for a rather impressive metahuman. But as you came to practice these abilities, two more manifests themselves immediately upon closer inspection. create, shape, and manipulate the energy and forces of chaos in all of its fashions. Again, while not to the same degree as the divine avatar, it was certainly on the level of triggering phenomenons or disrupting the flow of forces such as karma.

Hexes, curses, jinxes, and any other manner of dark charms or invocations came naturally to you when tapping into chaos energy. But you intuitively also tapped into the general Quintessence Force it carries for general energy effects in addition to disruption and/or destruction. Uniquely you also held the telekinetic control and manifestation of paper and objects that contain paper like other papermasters. What set you apart was the rarer aspect of complete mimicry which combined with Chaos often gave the impression that you perhaps possess a limited form of “toon physics.”

But in your quest to learned and improve, another force begins to weave in tandem. For better or worse your presence was spreading out to the occultic worlds. A balancer that could play for either side has returned in over a century since their last disappearance. Sensing this fact, a certain person begins to make their move. As for you, you were naturally unaware of the constant leakage of the overflowing repertoire of mystical and spiritual essence as it routinely stockpiles enormous energy gradually day by day.

In the meantime, you started your search once you find yourself hiding roadblocks on how to progress both as Sarena and Sophia. Using the power of the world wide web you manage to dig up a lot of valuable information residing in occultism. After a painstakingly long slew of research and searching, you ultimately found someone who could help you. A magic show hosted by the one and only Zatanna was hosting a show in Gotham. A stage magician normally sounds like a recipe for disappointment considering actual magic and mysticism. Yet strangely you feel like you could trust Zatanna to be the real deal.
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>>4411281

Rounding enough money for your trip and explaining it to your parents, you set yourself off for your trip into Gotham. Ironically it would only take a couple of hours had you flown with the dragoncifation wings as Sophia instead of taking your car for a two-day drive. But you decided against having to use your powers for every little thing the more you trained and practiced with them. Flying by plane was an option except there were two things holding you back. The risk of drawing unwanting attention or someone discovering you as Stacie Stulman was not worth the hell that a plane trip would provide.

As for the second reason….you were claustrophobic. Not wanting to deal with a potential panic attack driven by stress you reaffirm your decision. The car trip by itself wasn’t bad as all things considering it was nice having peace to yourself. But as you drove across the land, something strange catches your sights. A very pale, almost gray-skinned girl with dark blue highlights was currently sitting on a bench with her thumb out in a hitchhiking pose.

>Pick up the stranger and politely introduce yourself as you continue your trip to Gotham
>Keep at a distance/remain skeptical you stop to ask the stranger where they’re going
>Pretend you didn’t see her and continue focusing on your trip
>Write-in
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>>4410277
That's just crazy enough to actually work. Though I'm not sure if the conscious mind if you're actually related to Zatanna or connected in such a way. If I don't hear any problems then you can add that explanation to >>4411290

Training rolls will carry over since while you made substantial progress self-made, it's easier to calculate them for the mystic/spiritual side of things once you start going teaching from a pro.

That said, let's also pick out your affinity for mysticism/occultism.
>(Choose 2 or Take Jack of Trades with no innate affinity)

>Traditional Magic
>Alchemy/Magick
>Spirituality/Religious Ecstasies
>Divination
>Psionics (Paranormal)
>Drudicism/Elementalism
>Other [Write-in]
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>>4411310
>Keep at a distance/remain skeptical you stop to ask the stranger where they’re going

>Traditional Magic
>Alchemy/Magick
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>>4411310
Not about being related, its about jewish grandmothers knowing someone who knows someone in unlikely strings of connections and favors. Always trust the bubbie
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>>4411362
Fair enough, I can work with that.
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>>4411290

Two days from Jump to Gotham? Jump is usually presented as a West Coast city. Assuming you're sticking your Gotham on the great lakes as a Detroit/Chicago analogue instead of on the east coast?

>Pick up the stranger, you're meta strong in your normal form and no one get's molested by a gothy teen, and it might be nice to have some company...

>>4411310
>Drudicism/Elementalism
Because we needs that water in a pinch, even if we don't look Druish.
>Spirituality/Religious Ecstasies
If only because I'm calking like a madman remembering a meeting with a Kabbala practitioner in Tzfat once who wanted everyone in our tour group to open up to the heights of Jewish meditation. He seemed both high on G-d and other burnt offerings. Good dude.
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>>4411290
>Pick up the stranger and politely introduce yourself as you continue your trip to Gotham


>Spirituality/Religious Ecstasies
>Drudicism/Elementalism
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>>4411290
>>Pick up the stranger and politely introduce yourself as you continue your trip to Gotham

From California to New Jersey by car in two days? The hell kind of car are we driving that can do that?

>Alchemy/Magick
>Drudicism/Elementalism
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>>4411370
>>4411494
This is what I get for using Google Maps. Assume it takes the right amount of time then, I'm going to be extending training anyway.
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>>4411290
>>Keep at a distance/remain skeptical you stop to ask the stranger where they’re going
>Jack of Trades
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>>4411290
>Keep at a distance/remain skeptical you stop to ask the stranger where they’re going

>Alchemy/Magick
>Spirituality/Religious Ecstasies
Let's make those golems
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>>4411356
>>4411370
>>4411414
>>4411494
>>4411527
>>4411536

Seems like we're picking up Raven while being reasonably skeptical.

As for Magic Affinity Looks like we got a 3-way tie.
>Alchemy/Magick
>Spirituality/Religious Ecstasies
>Drudicism/Elementalism

Works for me but I will acknowledge Traditional Magic to an extent especially given who you're learning from.

Writing Shortly
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>>4411554

Before I forget, due to your choices Sarena is still gonna be thinking that magic is just a different form of science and follows a system/laws much like general reality. As well as it can be explained through methods like Clarke's Three Law. Basically Magitek.

Anything that she or someone smarter can't scientifically explain she doesn't believe in like a true skeptic. Which is ironic in itself considering she uses forces that essentially bend those rules aka Chaos Energy.
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Slowing down your car just enough to observe you carefully document the strange goth girl. Violet eyes to match her lavender if not arguably violet hair. Aside from her pale skin was a red jeweled crystal embedded on her forehead. Specifically around where the Ajna chakra was located. This mysterious girl just oozes dark and mysterious. Slender yet curvy, she was quite the girl, next girl, in a gothic kind of way. Though what caught your attention was the coy and docile vibes that she was giving. If teen insecure monthly was a thing she’d be the poster child.

Now there was always a chance that her innocent and naive look was a mere act. It was the middle of nowhere in the wasteland. Perfect for some slasher-like shenanigans to have their way with you. Paranoia from watching too many horror movies aside you were generally right in your pessimistic skepticism. Even if you are now unbelievably strong with an assortment of superpowers, it wasn’t exactly wise to drop your guard. As you come closer to leaving her, curiosity and your conscience would soon get the better of you.

Stopping your car abruptly right beside Raven, you tilt your sunglasses to look her in the eyes.“...Alright, you got five minutes to tell me who you are and where you are heading.” You curtly state, keeping your guard while being mostly neutral.

Blinking in confusion the lavender haired teen adverts her gaze before getting the strength to speak. “My name is Rachel Roth, age fifteen. I came here from Azarath, a parallel world from earth looking to do some good here. I’m looking for a ride to the nearest city and start from there.” She politely abets timidly explains her backstory. Omitting certain elements such as being a half-demon since she didn’t want to be alienated by you.

If you could roll your eyes any further from the clearly fabricated story you’d swear your eyeballs would come off. Then again, given your background, you weren’t really in any position to be a skeptic. Still, you merely rationalize that this mysterious girl was some sort of Wiccan fangirl. From her demeanor so far she didn’t look like any real threat. So reluctantly you find yourself feeling sorry for her. Anyone else would’ve eaten Rachel alive with such naivety. And if nothing else, having some company would keep things from getting boring.

“My name is Sarena Rosenberger, age sixteen. Turning seventeen in a few months. I’m heading to Gotham to talk to a stage magician. I can drop you off the nearest town on my trip, or you can come with me to Gotham if you’re serious about wanting to do some good. “ As you explain you unlocked the door and open the seat.
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>>4412783

Taken by your kind offer, Rachel slowly steps into the car before getting herself seated. Silently nodding as thanks, Rachel gently closes the door. And with that, you start to press your pedal to the metal you took off in your convertible and drove off in style.

>Question Rachel into proving her story to you with a demonstration
>Try to get to know Rachel by asking the basics and more of her life story
>Share some of your persona life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you
>Keep quiet and focus on the road as you continue driving to Gotham
>Write-in
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>>4412786
>>Share some of your persona life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you
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>>4412786
>>Share some of your persona life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you
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>>4412786
>>Share some of your persona life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you
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>>4412786
>Share some of your personal life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you

When we get the first wiff of her doing some blatantly supernatural shit we gotta be a little awed that she was telling the truth here. Like, we didn’t believe her at first and thought it was just an attention thing, a sarcasm thing, or a metaphor about starting your life over but we liked the cut of her jib so we gave her a ride anyway and maybe now we have a super friend!

If she reciprocates this, we as players gotta decide here and now if we are willing to punch her dad right in his goddamn face on her behalf in a few years without any hesitation
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>>4412786
>>Share some of your persona life to Rachel in order to get her to open up to you
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>>4412863
Supporting This

It'll be funny if we end up being the older sister she never had. Also I M A G I N E if she also breaking out of het shell and joining the E-thot squad
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>>4412786
>Question Rachel into proving her story to you with a demonstration
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>>4412863
Sold. Seconding this.
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>>4412832
>>4412842
>>4412847
>>4412863
>>4412889
>>4412906
>>4413057

Nothing like a country crossing road trip between your bestie to really living things up. At least that would appear to look like on the surface. Truthfully you know next to nothing about Rachel. Well, that wasn’t completely true since she did give the introduction about her home Azarath and the magic the interdimensional space carries. As if you would treat her explanation as anything more than it really was. A fabricated fantasy of someone just looking for attention and hiding the fact she’s homeless. Whether she ran away from home or was abandoned you couldn’t say.

Regardless, you were in for a rather quiet if not awkward road trip. Rachel was pretty quiet during the drive down to the street. Often keeping to herself and merely looking at the scenery. She was like a child who never seen the outside world before. As nice as it was having such a polite and considerate passenger accompanying you, it was also unbearably ticklish the more you paid close attention. If you don’t do something quick you swear the awkward silence was going to drive you ballistic.

Letting out a small sigh, you firmly break the silence by starting with something small. “Did you know I happen to like books?”

“...Books?” Rachel slowly asks, creeping her head from the street. “What kind of books do you like?”

“Well, I’m literati, apart of the intelligentsia. So I like a bunch of different literary genres, but my personal favorite would have to be that of folktale and fiction. With a healthy side of the occult and mystery/horror.”

Hearing you speak about horror and the occult especially made Raven’s violet eyes light up in awe. A subtle grimace brushes upon your face before you covered it up with a smile. You couldn’t break her heart to tell her that you swayed to Historical, Science, and Philosophical Fiction as you got older. And it wasn’t like you were lying as some part of you still hold fondly to the folklore and myths that comprised fairy tales. Even so, your pragmatic mind kept you grounded and interested in stories set in more believable setpieces. Occult and horror was only a byproduct from your research trying to decode your ancestor’s grimoire.
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>>4413085

Aside from that, it was all kid’s stuff for you. You didn’t hate it but it didn’t hold interest to you. Or so you told yourself. Even so, it was a good way of you opening up more of your experiences as you found things that you and Rachel shared. Despite being a textbook definition of a goth, she was quite an intellectual bookworm herself. From telling her how you didn’t have many friends during late elementary/early middle school due to kids being jealous of your smarts to talking about your job at the pizzeria. Rachel was reacting quite fondly to listening to you sharing more about yourself and your past. Almost as if she found a kindred spirit with you.

In response to opening up to Rachel, she in turn opened up to you. From sharing about her favorite color to talking about her life in the monastery in Azarath, you find yourself learning a lot about your hitchhiker on your long road trip. Although you still found it hard to believe her story, it was becoming clear exactly why Rachel was a complete introvert. Especially when it came to how she talked about submergence of her emotions and a serene state of mind. Although nowhere near as jaded or reclusive like yourself, it seems you and Rachel are two birds of a feather.

Eventually, the two of you would find yourself reaching another city as you’re only halfway there from here to Gotham.

>Rest up for the night and plan your next course of action for tomorrow
>Start preparing your next video as Stacie and ask Rachel to assist you by holding the camera
>Try to find a gothic or creepy spot to continue bonding with Rachel
>Use your identity as Stacie to further open Rachel up and let her have some teenage fun just the two of us
>Humor Rachel’s “occultism” by showing your grimoire and using a little of your power
>Continue driving into the late-night while offering a blanket and pillow for Rachel
>Ask Rachel if she really believes all that stuff about "magic"
>Write-in
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>>4413086
>>Humor Rachel’s “occultism” by showing your grimoire and using a little of your power
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>>4413086
>Use your identity as Stacie to further open Rachel up and let her have some teenage fun just the two of us

Well if she needs a serene state of mind, let’s introduce her to a bit of acting outside herself. Sometimes its fun to step out of your own shoes!

Also, can we get clarification on what middle american city we’re in? Are we in a small Kansas town smack dab in the middle of the country? Are we passed the Mississippi And sleeping for the Night in an Illinois or Ohio (both places Central City has been in pending the Earth if we want to get a KF preview. Would he try to move fast with Stacy I wonder? Wait, by my own metric that also risks this being Hub City...fuck)

...sorry, just over here being a DC lore hound
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>>4413096

Central City is where you're shopping for the night. So the latter. You picked up Raven somewhere around Kansas and Mississippi.

And don't be, it's charming.
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>>4413096

I'm before we inadvertently somehow turn Raven into this world's equivalent of Elvira, Mistress of The Dark, but for books.
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>>4413086
>>Try to find a gothic or creepy spot to continue bonding with Rachel
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>>4413096
Supporting this but adding

>Promising to go to somewhere creepy and showing Rachel your powers and grimiore as an incentive.

Just wait until we get starfire in on this
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>>4413092
>>4413096
>>4413116
>>4413144
Seems like I waited long enough. Luckily like I have an idea on how to make all this work. Anyway, give me a standard 2d100 roll.
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Rolled 62, 90 = 152 (2d100)

>>4413086
>>Humor Rachel’s “occultism” by showing your grimoire and using a little of your power
>>4413210
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Rolled 36, 11 = 47 (2d100)

>>4413210
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Rolled 12, 24 = 36 (2d100)

>>4413210
>Humor Rachel’s “occultism” by showing your grimoire and using a little of your power
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Rolled 37, 45 = 82 (2d100)

>>4413210
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Rolled 12, 21 = 33 (2d100)

>>4413210
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After driving for what was otherwise most of the day the two of you find yourselves reaching Central City, Missouri. Home to several of the speed force wielders known as Team Flash. An otherwise major city that has seen major expansion two times with the more recent one starting from World War I. Burgeoning into the present time you and Raven were assaulted with the exquisite beauty of the metropolitan aesthetic. As the sunsets, the lights came flashing vibrantly as it gives the city a technical variant of Las Vegas.

Maneuvering through the traffic and following the map you made your way into a comfy three-star hotel. With your stroke of fortune as Sarena, you could’ve pitched for a four-star hotel, arguably fifth if you coast on your clout as Stacie Sulman. However, you chose for practicality rather than vanity. Fracturing the fact that you slept in your car for a couple of days to make great strives it was worth treating yourself. Lastly, you begin factoring in Rachel into your calculations and it wouldn’t sit with you having her roughing it even if she looks the part.

Checking into the hotel, you and Rachel made your way through the stairs and into a luxury room. It was practically a “steal” for you as you were quite meticulous when it came to persuading and bargaining. On the verge of wanting to sink into your bed and relax, you refrained from doing so. Instead, you navigated yourself to the showers. Stopping mid-way from entering, you choose to give the first shower to Rachel. Initially, she refused but after much “convincing” you successfully pushed Rachel into cleaning herself off.

Once she was settled did you finally stepped into the showers and just let your troubles melt away. Perhaps it was due to your innate affinity towards nature-based magic such as druidry, elementalism, and wu xing that you feel so in touch with the natural world. Especially that of fluids like water as you feel yourself being energized by the soothing liquids. Empowering you with every drop that sprinkled in your body. All manner of fatigue and weakness fading away while simultaneously strengthening and reinforcing your mind, body, and soul. There was a reason why every workout you drench yourself with sufficient amounts of water.
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>>4413340

This was probably a clear sign that you were becoming more attuned to your alter ego, Sophia. Just being near any source of fluids end up purifying as it has to be a conscious effort on your part to control the automatic properties. Being the avatar of a primordial monstrosity of chaos and the culture heroic deity certainly have its perks. But your mind merely rationalized it being some sort of science rather than genuine incomprehensible ancient magic to fully explain the supernatural phenomenon. All of the “magic” that you can do was supporting this theory as Alchemy, Magick (Thelema), Spirituality/Shamanism, Mysticism (religious ecstasies), and Jewitchery/Magickal Judaism was all that could be explained through such mediums.

Thus an idea begins to unravel in the depths of your mind. On the off chance that Rachel was telling the truth then it would be in your best interest to get the opinion of an expert on the manner of your grimoire. More likely you believed Rachel to be too wrapped up in imagination to notice such delusions. At worst she could just be a metahuman with powers that only seem like magic but actually operates on a scientific level. Either way, this reveal was going to blow the socks right off of her. If nothing else, it also gets the elephant out of your hair as you got a schedule to keep as Stacie.

“So Rachel, you say that you’re well inverse in the occult right?’” You humorously asks, stepping out of the shower in cloth. ‘I’ve actually got something, I want to show you. I think you might find yourself in for a surprise.”

Tilting her head slowly from her book, Rachel looks curiously as you made your way to your bag. Quickly fishing out an aqua colored grimoire you gently display the book to the goth with genuine curiosity. Setting the book right beside her you walked back to give yourself enough room between the two of you.

“Pleroma!” Spinning into a twirl your body circulates the fluids around you into a watery vortex. In a blink of an eye, the water-like cocoon dissipates to reveal you in your avatar form.
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>>4413346

Complete with the armor of the leviathan you appear more robust and ample than you normally was when ditching your baggy clothing and fake glasses. Adding the fact you grew an extra foot and bulking up more mass it’s safe to say that Rachel would be starstruck by your majestic appearance. Once again you were left to marvel at your statue since it was once again effortless for you transforming and drawing out the essence coursing through you. For someone who as self-taught you as nothing short of a genius. So its only natural you take pride in displaying yourself. More and more coming to terms with your inner apex predator/thotness.


“So what do you think? I bet you didn’t know that I can do something like this. But look and behold, that’s not all that this mystical transformation can do. ‘ As you explain the accessories that comprised your attire began to polymorph.

Twisting and reshaping its physical form the armor it weaves into a web of fantastic fabric and textiles. Breaking down and reconfiguring at lightning-fast speeds you find yourself doing a new outfit in magical girl fashion. Black cropped jacket vest with a fluffy white hoodie, white wrist cuffs, a black bikini top & bottoms, pleated blue micro mini skirt with a punkish black belt t match your top, and tan pantyhose to tie it all together. For added style point your auburn brown hair changed into a hot pinkish shade with matching eyes.

“And wallah. I can also morph the armory and its accessories to anything I can think of for wear. All while still granting me the same indestructible and everlasting properties of the hide of the leviathan. It can even do cosmetic changes too. I know that doesn’t sound a lot but when you’re an internet celebrity like me, it immensely saves on having to apply the right makeup and clothing before getting the camera rolling.” You remark confidently, keeping one hand on your thunder thick thighs and the other fanning yourself from your radiant beauty. “Does this fit the same mysterious mysticism as this Azarath.”

Rachel, on the other hand, took a moment to gather her thoughts as she was looking at your grimoire before turning back to you.“So that’s where that insurmountable repertoire of mystical energy I’ve been sensing is coming from. I could feel the moment we came into contact that you were busting with magic but I wasn’t sure if you were possessed or carrying something that could be emitting such powerful readings. The monks never told me that there was a magi as unorthodox as yourself in this realm. ‘

“Just as I thought. Well, you shouldn’t feel bad I kinda figured that-’ Before you could finish your self prepared rant you opened your eyes to Rachel currently levitating your grimoire as black telekinetic energy wraps around it turning the pages. ‘“Erm, what did you just said?”
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>>4413366

“Just as I thought. Well, you shouldn’t feel bad I kinda figured that-’ Before you could finish your self prepared rant you opened your eyes to Rachel currently levitating your grimoire as black telekinetic energy wraps around it turning the pages. She wasn’t affected by your transformation of the slightest. Completely throwing you off for a loop considering how much supernaturally divine charisma and eloquence it exerts. ‘“Erm, what did you just said?”

‘In hindsight, I should’ve said something sooner but I wasn’t sure if I was imagining things. I mean, no magus or anyone connected to the occult would be willingly exposing their magical essence twenty-four seven. It’s a wonder how you never been approached by others tied to the occult with how much your magic is influencing everything here.’ This time it was Rachel’s time to explain as she coy points out the sloppiness coming from your form despite the high praise of your transformation itself.

‘That said, you shouldn’t be playing around with such primordial forcers like it’s a cosmetic shop. Magic should be more respected than that.’ Rachel lectures you as she finishes reading the seemingly endless book like it was nothing before closing it. ‘Luckily I’ve managed to get this grimoire before things really got hectic Now I should seal off the source and block the connection while I have the chance..'

>How do you proceed?

>Write-in’

(slight change of plans since during the writing process plenty of additional votes went for displaying one's power and humoring Rachel's occultism. >>4413213 >>4413224 Between that and the rolls, it'll be more appropriate tackling this new predicament first before going back to bonding and character interaction since things turned serious.)
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>>4413380
Two things;

1. Think about and be aghast at the notion we’ve been a supernatural beacon without realizing it. Whine about the downside of inexperience despite semiphenominal Cosmic power. Maybe scream into a pillow about it.

2. Sudden realization that her offer to dim our lighthouse beam is amazing and declare her our first superfriend and that we probably owe her big time for taking us off the radar, so to speak before explaining our intentions in Gotham.

3. Shopping. She’s gonna go from runnaway to runway tonight as thanks for saving our ass. Oooooo, if she wants to do the Superhero thing too we should totally help with her outfit!
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>>4413404
This sounds good
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Not a vote, just a statement. Vaguely hoping our night out isn't interrupted by a central city rogue, but also hoping it is because unlike TT Doctor Light, the Rogues of Central City in the DCAU are consummate professionals.

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48EgFehHS5Q
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xl91v2Mvv94

Though that kicks up the whole debate of whether or not the TT animated series even takes place in the DCAU or not.

Like, its weird and maybe some of it could have happened there or not but it's uncertain. Even the megafanboys over at Watchtower Database have had trouble with it...especially when JLU goes and does this

>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CPkvcTEqq4U with the same character designs and voice actor.

But that's also assuming Maruta is going with a primarily TT or DCAU style world and continuity. The Bat and the Man of Steel are out there as known quantities, but for how long have they been operating? What is the status quo of now, how prevelant are metas in the world of all stripes?

Is Wally West still Kid Flash or is it someone else in the yellow and red? What's going on in the world? I have world building questions that may yet inform future voting decisions based on what is public knowledge and the current status of XY and Z in the world.

Also, we're in a convertible heading to Gotham City with dangerous cargo and company. I'm nervous about stopping there now even though its our destination; it's bat country.
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>>4413380
What does sealing off the source mean?
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>>4414227
Isolating the Grimoire into its own pocket space and sealing it within the void.

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>>4413508
Answering this as best as I can.

I'm going with primarily TT while still following the general DCAU setup since I'll be taking many things from there among other resources to fill in the blanks for this AU game.

Superman and Batman have been doing things since the 90s, so roughly 10-20 years.

Wally West is still Kid Flash, Barry Allen is the Flash and is still active here.

Metahumans are borderline world-renowned, they been becoming more active in recent years during the teen year run of the DC Dynamic Duo. There's some places like Jump City who haven't seen any newsworthy incidents but there are metahumans and criminals lurking around, including of the Transcendent variant like kid flash making their way. But again you never really ran into contact with another hence the skepticism.
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>>4413380
Just follow her instructions
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>>4413404
>>4413444
>>4414436
Should've addressed this sooner but was preoccupied. Anyway, gonna need you guys to roll me another 2d100, you might be fine with the offer but not what else is residing inside your soul
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Rolled 7, 12 = 19 (2d100)

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Rolled 94, 51 = 145 (2d100)

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Rolled 68, 1 = 69 (2d100)

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>>4414761
Rip us
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Rolled 95, 33 = 128 (2d100)

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Rolled 10, 43 = 53 (2d100)

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>>4414761

Good news bad news time. The bad news is the Leviathan that comprises Têmtum (Tiamat) has awakened and assumed direct control. The good news is how Sophia transformation form is tied to the entity that comprises Yahweh (Bythos) is within your accessibility, the inverse is true as well with the name being Levia, both tied to the Pleroma and retaining the duality.

Seems like you and Raven have yet another thing to bond over.

But with the rolls made so far, there's still hope since you haven't been truly suppressed into slumber. So while I write the next story update, you can start making your choice

>Leave things to Raven and have faith in her ability to fix this
>Try to regain control long enough to de-transform
>Assume dominance by trying to bring Temtum to submitting to your will
>Use this chance to search for the light side of the Pleroma to ask for help
>Try to sympathize and befriend the other entity as you come to a compromise
>Write-in
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>>4414882
>Leave things to Raven and have faith in her ability to fix this
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>>4414882
>>Try to sympathize and befriend the other entity as you come to a compromise
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>>4414882
>Leave things to Raven and have faith in her ability to fix this
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>>4414882
>>Try to sympathize and befriend the other entity as you come to a compromise
>If it tries to be hostile then pull a Stacie and make it your bitch
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>>4414882
>>Try to regain control long enough to de-transform

Also having our dragon lady transformation lecture Raven about trying to seal magic artifacts she just found without proper study would be pretty funny. Liken it to someone just cutting all the wires to defuse a bomb.
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>>4414882

Practically having egg on your face you were constantly dumbfounded at the reveal. Not only was Rachel telling you the truth about her origins and expertise on the occult, but it seems that she was a metahuman as well. Well actually to call Rachel human would be tricky categorize since she came from a parallel dimension. Azarathian might be more accurate. {utting that aside, you start to quickly get over the shock factor. So many questions start bubbling in your head as you were ready to let out your inner nagging nancy.

As you get ready to make a snarky remark, you stopped your finger mid-waggle. Followed by shifting your narrowing brow from the standoff expression into something more remorseful. It really starts to hit you how your skepticism was unwanted. All the more reason why you find yourself unable to speak. Although coming from a place where metahumans were a mere myth and rumor, it’s natural that you would be dubious over the matter. Still, it didn’t excuse the fact as even despite your skepticism Rachel was still looking out for you.

Now feeling like a total bitch, you relinquished your pride and listened closely to Rachel’s explanation. Having her tell you first hand that you were a walking lighthouse made you especially embarrassed. Of course, it ended up explaining things as the weeks since obtaining your divine avatar form you were continuously exposed to the mystical essence of the form. Right down from the tiniest of properties, it imprinted on you and affected every aspect including your ambiance. Thankfully it only stuck to changing you but Rachel made it clear that things could’ve ended up a lot worse.

Judging from Rachel’s face she was more astounded at your physique. Despite being exquisitely sculptured as the embodiment of beauty and strength, it was more the fact your body was extremely resilient. To house all that stupendous mystical reservoirs inside yourself was remarkably impressive by itself. But to mitigate the potential catastrophe to only light leakage to give your divine presence even in your base form was simply incomprehensible. Perhaps that was something more to you than meets the eye.

“So...it wouldn’t help to say that I’ve been routinely pushing my limits as to how long I can maintain this form and been using it for my activities as Stacie Sulman…” You awkwardly laughed, rubbing the back of your neck.

“...Yes, that would be pouring oil into a bonfire, or this case an active volcano.” Rachel remarks, still confused at seeing such divine accessories essentially being used as a cometic costume for cosplay among other e-girl activities. “Anyway, no point in dwelling over in the past.-” Before Rachel could finish reassuring you, a loud cry from your mouth cuts her softspoken voice.
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>>4414973

“Aargh! Why does all this stuff have to be so troublesome?! You think there would be an instruction manual or training video on learning how to wield epiphenomenal cosmic power. ” You whined, slouching over before collapsing onto the bed. Almost causing Rachel to jump back from the shock as you find a pillow and embark on your favorite pastime. Yelling into it until you release all the pent up stress.


“Ahem. As I was saying, it’s not something that you should beat yourself over. Even if you were a magical beacon, it doesn’t mean that you should fret over it. Worst comes to worst, the magical world knows your name.” Rachel utters, sweating a bit from the tantrum you were throwing. As someone who keeps herself cut off from her emotions, it was perplexing seeing someone openly release them without hesitation.

“ What really matters is the fact that I got to the problem before it was too late. And by sealing the source of the problem before things got dangerous..” Rachel turns her attention from the contained grimoire back towards you. She ponders for a bit before softly smiling. “For the record, natural magic may be more your forte given your affinities so far and how even as we speak the energies you’re giving off are harmlessly circulating in the atmosphere like the earth’s natural energies. That’s probably another reason why things didn’t end up so dire unlike with ritual magic.”

Smiling a bit from Rachel’s attempt at trying to make you feel better, you proper yourself from the bed. Before you can thank Rachel properly from a voice begins to cry in your head. Calling the soul-piercing screech a voice was putting it lightly. It’s booming roar drown out all your thoughts as your vision starts to become blurry. All of your senses dulled and your body lost all support thus falling face forward onto the bed. Everything was becoming black as all your bodily functions suddenly shut down. Not even given a chance to cry out Rachel’s name you feel your consciousness fading into darkness.

Meanwhile, Rachel was returning to the task at hand. Severing the connection between you and the grimoire and suppressing the entity inside was no easy task. She needed to be careful, precise, and quick all in one if she wanted to avoid any backlash or adverse side-effects. Focusing on mentally preparing herself on the task, Rachel starts chanting a mantra to help focus her powers. Before she could finish the third verse, your sudden collapsing alerting Rachel’s attention Once again disrupting Rachel from working any further on the grimoire. This time, however, it was far more ominous as the black energy keeping it isolated starts to suddenly form cracks.

“..Sarena! Wake up Sarena” Rachel cries, quickly choosing to check up on you rather than attentively stopping the pulsation from the grimoire. Seeing your limp body being unresponsive to her touch slowly made Rachel lose her composure.
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>>4414882

>Try to sympathize and befriend the other entity as you come to a compromise

What's that? An opportunity to befriend an ancient biblical giant sea serpent, who possibly set the stone on what it means to be a leviathan?

Heck yeah!
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>>4414988

Thinking that something was wrong the gothic spellcaster switches to levitating her hands around your torso. Emitting a dark blue glow of psionic energy, Rachel gently places her hands around where the symptoms were at its worse. Sweet as it was prioritizing your health over the grimoire it only brought her face to face with the full brunt of the impending danger. Upon making contact, a sharp pulse suddenly stimulates your flesh as it vibrates intensely. Immediately pushing Rachel away with a repelling force from your skin. Pulling back her hand, Rachel’s eyes stare closely at your rising body.

Changing from a flamingo pink to silvery-white hue, your hair starts to become wild and ferocious as the rest of your body soon follows. Around your limbs sprouted black scales, specifically around the hands and feet morphs into enlarged claws and talons. From your tailbone violently sprouts out a massively thick and long reptilian tail to match the growing serpentine-like appearance. On the tip of the tail is a large heart-shaped arrowhead. Finishing things up by sprouting some demonic dragon horns, your body fully resembled a half-dragon demon girl.

Standing on two talons, the mysterious demonic dragoness towers over Rachel who takes a defensive pose. Crimson eyes marked with the attributes of a dragon stares coldly at Rachel. Curling her plump lips into a scowl, she loudly clicks her teeth. “Word of advice fledgling. Don’t try to tamper with ancient forces or artifacts that you don’t understand. Especially when you’re planning to seal and banish said objects to the null void. I’ve been through far too much shit to be setback yet again after finally having a physical body again.“ The entity snaps at Rachel, her voice sounding much older despite having an alluring and enchanting tone. It was still booming and commanding like what one expect from a dragon.

”I rather put up performing the act of…” As she busts a commanding rant to the fledgling, she sharpens face suddenly relaxes from confusion. Blinking at being stumped by modern terms, the dragoness starts to ponder.

“How would you mortals refer the act of enticing and swaying if not downright seducing/tempting mortals in a proactive yet blue balling teasing manner? Especially towards younger men. Thotting was it? ”The dragoness reflects with a confident smile upon regaining her footing. Trying her best to act cool and hip as the kids would say it.

Rachel meanwhile ended up groaning as it seems that she was dealing with one of those kinds of people.
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>>4415005

>>4414887
>>4414901
>>4414997

With this being the winner, I'm going to need another 2d100 roll on your confrontation with Têmtum (Tiamat)

I'm also going to incorporate >>4414885 >>4414895 in some way into the next post. But feel free to write out anything else you have planned besides shopping if you succeed in befriending and taming the leviathan.
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Rolled 89, 38 = 127 (2d100)

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Rolled 92, 57 = 149 (2d100)

>>4415006
How many old world gods do we have rattling around up there?

Well, I havea suggestion for our heri name. The Living Pantheon, Heroine of too many Goddesses
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Rolled 2, 65 = 67 (2d100)

>>4415006
How many gods kill us before, I know Thor one of them.
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>>4415013
Just the two. But then again, Pleroma's meanings cover an insurmountable volume of "God" and "The Absolute" which is basically the Lifestream from FF7 as it's an infinite wellspring of spiritual energy, knowledge, and goodness, mirroring the function of the Lifestream. So the name isn't far off.
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>>4415017

Tiamat was killed by Marduk, Indra slaying Vrtra, Thor slaying Jörmungandr, Lotan with Hadad-Baʿal, Zeus with Typhon, Yahweh defeating Leviathan, etc

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chaos_(cosmogony)#Chaoskampf https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lotan
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Rolled 46, 59 = 105 (2d100)

>>4415006

Be our friend, damn it, this is a shounen anime---
...wait, shit, wrong quest and genre.

...Be our friend anyway!
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>>4415025
Forgot Susanoo and Yamata no Orochi
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>Leviathan agrees to play nice and be our friend
>But only if Rachel gets in on the E-thot act with us
>Rachel: what
>A week later, Rachel is cam girling with us, internally screaming in embarrassment while maintaining a smile on the outside
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Rolled 74, 41 = 115 (2d100)

>>4415006
Witness

>>4415029
Beautiful
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Rolled 75, 34 = 109 (2d100)

>>4415006
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Wait, does Tiamat WANT to thot around or is she put out by it?

Because if Rachel can banish her then the joke writes itself.
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Rolled 28, 30 = 58 (2d100)

>>4415006
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>>4415006
...Maybe introduce her to the joys of being a gym bunny? Get ripped AND worshipped!
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Rolled 45, 76 = 121 (2d100)

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Rolled 51, 64 = 115 (2d100)

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Rolled 70, 48 = 118 (2d100)

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>>4415562
Thank god, I thought we were going to be stuck with nothing but mediocre rolls for the secondary roll.
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Rolled 35, 48 = 83 (2d100)

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Rolled 69, 69 = 138 (2d100)

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>>4416006
Did i just made our leviathan a simp for us
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>>4416009
Maybe you've turned us into an..hold on..looking for the joke here.

Like, is there a way to combine ouroboros with any term for vag or going down on someone? I can't think of it but we'd be the serpent eating their own tail for sure.
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>>4416012
I believe you were looking for Ourobonahole or Ouroochi/Ourobeaver.

>>4415154
She's curious about it but thanks to >>4416006 it's more fun to say she's been converted to the thot and gym bunny lifestyle so >>4415492>>4415029 are now heavily accurate.

Anyway, you can stop rolling as I'm going to be writing shortly. I even found Raven's soon to be "e-girl" look. Resembles fiercely of Abigal from Stardew Valley Or human Rarity if you prefer.
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>>4416031
Tiamat now demands the life we have unexpectedly embraced? And Raven is being dragged along with it by Tiamat in a pact for her own supplication to us?! We can scream into pillows about what we've done to ourselves and about our shame for embracing this together. Bonded as friends and sisters trapped behind the faces we've painted on the mirror...

Meanwhile I imagine when Kori eventually gets dragged into this she won't understand our misgivings about it. It can be comics accurate Koriandr or TT style, I imagine she will embrace the situation with full enthusiasm.
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>>4415006

>>4415562
>>4415017
>>4416006

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Presence_(DC_Comics)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lords_of_Chaos_and_Order

Seeing that Rachel had no idea of what she was talking about she immediately brush it off with a shrug. “Well, whatever. The name is Tehom but you can call me Tiamat. I’m the original leviathan and Primordial Mother of Creation though people only bring up the aspect of the beast such as dragons than the whole story. Why else try sealing mine very being within the formless void cognate with the primordial waters of creation and chaos also named the Tehom. Not that it works since my will persists and resulting in materializing the Qliphoth to keep those supposedly dark forces in check. Permanent erasure wasn’t in the cards either. Especially when Têmtum the masculinity half of the twin leviathans and Rahab the first of many incarnations of your truly came into being and still reside within these insufferable lands.” The dragoness narrates in a dramatic flair as she stretches in-between. She was more than satisfied finally having enough control to finally limber herself up back into fluidity.

Documenting the history lesson about the cosmic entity that she was dealing with, Rachel remains ever calm and stoic as she takes initiative towards the book. “Release her now and go back into the book. Do it and I promise you that where I’m sending you won’t be unpleasant.” Rachel demands, her softspoken demeanor sharpening.

Sensing her attempting to reach for the book with her blackened mystical energy before enshrouding it, Tiamat responds meticulously at far fasters speeds. Puffing her cheeks momentarily like a dragon’s breath weapon, she expels a powerful yet flowing current of Rûaħ(ruach; Hebrew for ‘breath, spirit’) in an interception. The two forces clash as the shadow was met with the fluid in escalating suspense. However, the vapor gas form of the Fluid quickly overpowers Rachel, nullifying her advancement while simultaneously enveloping the grimoire within its waves.

Curling her left index finger Tiamat beacons the fluids back to her with the book in hand. Moving faster than Rachel could react the fluids smoothly avoided any of her telekinetic applications. In anticipation, Tiamat simply opening her maul like a snake to the point of unhinging her jaw. Soon she was swallowing both the fluids and the grimoire along with it in a seductive slurping fashion. Leaving Rachel completely stunned by just how serpentine-like your body became while retaining human form as Tiamat licks her lips with her dragon tongue. Respectfully covering her mouth before lightly belching as her mouth was snapped back in place.
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>>4416232

“Bad move…” Rachel remarks, her eyes beginning to glow as she was preparing for a telekinetic manifestation of her soul self.

“How quaint. You think you’re experienced enough to be calling the shots. Listen doll, I don’t take too kindly to you messing with things that are my property. Like that grimoire made out of my flesh and blood. Or say perhaps every little material goods and natural resources this plane of existence carries. Hence why I can do this.” Snapping her fingers the furniture in the hotel room starts to animate and bend to the dragon’s will. In response to this Rachel levitated away from the couch before the living furniture could ensure her.

“But what you’re looking for is my vessel. For the first time in over a thousand years since I’ve been bount with my nemesis, I’ve found a perfect vessel who can truly hold me in all of my entirety and draw out the phenomenal power in any extremity without interference. Especially one without eventually suffering the fate of slowly crumbling away from the strain of housing two primordial forces and the entirety of the Pleroma like so many others. Time is irrelevant for someone like me, but even I have to admit having your consciousness transferred from your host and into a book was quite a problem. To end up just like one of my various abet lesser incarnations is an insult of the highest degree.”

“What do I want hmmm. That’s a very good question. It’s been so long that I’ve honestly forgotten my initial desire. Probably something about flipping this world that was robbed from me upside down or getting revenge on the one who challenged me. Even so, I can only imagine it being ultimately irrelevant since you mortals continuously prove yourselves to be your own worse enemy. It’s no wonder why the one you call “god” ended up abandoning this plane of existence. Leaving things to the ten sefirot to run his will and regulate The Absolute/The Presence. No different than what modern mortals call an automatic system programs running the software and hardware it runs on.”
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>>4416234

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea_serpent

“But enough talk, I can’t stand by having snot-nosed brats trying to tamper things that they shouldn’t mess with. You didn’t even do proper studying. What would’ve happened if you inadvertently tamper with the mystical forces that hold the book together? Do you want to break the laws of physics and being to the point of tampering with the dimensional boundaries? Even if I thrive in chaos, I rather not have all of existence be null and void.” Tiamat sternly gazes at Rachel, putting her hands on her wide childbearing hips as she was radiating a more mature and alluring vibe than when you took the court as Sophia.

Choosing to not dignify that response regardless if she did have a point, Rachel merely prepares herself for battle. Although the Azarathians are a pacifist race, it didn’t mean they didn’t know how to fight. Rachel, of course, was no exception to the practitioners of their ironclad philosophy. So even as she prepares to fight, Rachel mainly took to a more defensive approach. Sensing this naivety, Tiamat merely scoffs at Rachel, using just her thick dragon tail to bypass Rachel’s defensive shields and barriers.

Shattering the constructs like glass, Tiamat smoothly ensnares her tail around Rachel, specifically wrapping around her neck in a stranglehold. “How presumptuous to think you can be so soft on me. For a half-demon, you’re quite the prodigious creature. Perhaps a byproduct of your Azarathian hybridism.” Tiamat muses before pulling the now distraught Rachel to her face to face. Her eyes narrowing into irritation as Tiamat merely grins.

“Don’t look so surprised, I’m far older than I look. Picking up the stench of a demon no matter how you hide it is child’s play for me. Still, I’m not particularly fond of hypocrites.” Tiamat taunts, empathizing the fact she knows exactly whose the donator to Rachel’s demon blood. Rachel could only grow as her eyes start to turn red and split into four rather than two. “Good, I’ll be happy to give you a spanking for not respecting your elders...doll.”

Meanwhile, as the battle between the two divas commences, your consciousness was drifting in a deep blue sea. Even in this semi-active state, you were fully aware of what was happening outside in the real world. All you could think in lieu of Tiamat’s appearance was how badly you screwed up. At the same time, there was a nagging feeling that the entity residing in the book wasn’t as evil as she initially appeared. If she was she wouldn’t be lecturing Rachel or fighting the teen with the kid gloves still on. In fact, in the weeks since you became Sophia, Tiamat was still dormant. Only to choose to react when your life was in danger like with Dr. Light.
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>>4416266

Upon reflection, an idea begins to formulate and soon drive you forward. Choosing to believe in Rachel to handle things while you remain in the deep, you start to swim furiously towards where Tiamat was residing. Feeing out her overwhelming presence was easier than you initially thought as you navigated through the currents. Although you didn’t rule out the possibility that this was exactly what the primordial monstrosity of chaos wanted you still continued forward. Before long your travels lead you towards an ancient temple resembling a mix of Egyptian, Greek, and Hebrew in its architecture. A myriad of Gnosticism.

Sitting on a lavish throne was an immense being; powerfully built and very tall. Silvery white hair, oceanic blue eyes, and marshmallow brown skin paint painted this mysterious beauty of deadly curves as a goddess in human form. Wearing an attire comprised of a white simple bikini, matching loincloth veil, brown armbands with gauntlets, and matching tsarouchi shoes. Immediately you could feel the insurmountable presence emitting from her. Her physical form deceptively hid the fact that in front of you was a colossal dragon. There was only one person that came to mind.

“Took you long enough to arrive here, my ignorant host.” Tiamat chimed, resting her head on her arm while giving you a commanding yet bored expression. “I assume this is the part where you come to try and wrestle control from me and try to return to your normal form. Probably swearing to never use my power again or work on a way to purge yourself from this connection. Or maybe you believe you can make me submit and fully take control of the power for whatever your hearts desire, even if its something mundane as suppressing me.”

“Spare me the long-winded speeches and bravado, I’ve heard it all far too many times.”

Seeing that this goddess was of the jaded type you quickly disregard the habit of going into a witty banter and get straight to the point.“Actually I didn’t come to fight you. I don’t know how many incarnations you went through fighting the same old battle between the culture hero and the chaotic world-eating serpent/reptilian. Nor do I plan to add to the number. I’m still not entirely convenience on this fate and destiny thing but there must be a reason why your grimoire came into my family’s possession and why I’ve managed to uncover it and awaken to its powers. So that means, you and I are entwined for better or worse.”
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>>4416293

“If you didn’t come to fight then why come at all. What exactly is your point?” Tiamat asks, raising a slight eyebrow.

“So my point is rather than being antagonizing to one another, we can work together in a symbiotic relationship of mutualism.” You smile sincerely.

“...Come again.” Tiamat blinks shockingly.

“Look you don’t want to be trapped inside the book and locked up in darkness once more. As for me, I just want to do what I can to make the best out of a bad situation for everyone. I don’t think our goals have to be exclusive or be counterproductive to one another. And neither one of us want to keep repeating the same battle over for control. So I’m taking inspiration from the first avatar, but unlike them, I’m not going to take your power forcibly and bind your entire being into me. Rather, I want to work with you and you to work with me...as friends.” You softly explain, showing to the cold and aloof entity something she never received. Genuine kindness and affection.

“You must be joking, Me, the primordial embodiment of chaos working with you not just as equals but friends? You know this isn’t some folktale where you could just magically befriend a creature and make everything hunky-dory just like that.” Tiamat laughed before resuming a skeptic if not snarky rebuttal at your offer.

“Just a couple of weeks ago my biggest threat was whether or not I was going to dismantle the pizzeria mascots over listening to their song over and over again. Now I’m floating in my subconscious trying to make peace with an ancestral dragon goddess. If I haven’t come to terms that life is everchanging and not learning how to roll with the punches then I’d never get anywhere. And it’s not like I’m just offering my friendship and cooperation, but my body as well.”

“...Err...Phrasing.”Tiamat retorts, still having trouble in all of her eons of existence the abnormality that was in front of her. Never before has she ever met someone as much of a maverick quite like yourself.
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>>4416307

“You heard me. My body is all yours to have to share. I’m already changed drastically from my initial form, so what’s the harm continuing to house you inside of me. Besides, I know you probably want to do more than just watch me live my life. Maybe even want to take part in the activities yourself.” You empathize with Tiamat, emphasizing on the gym bunny and e-girl spotlight you unexpectedly embraced as you charm her.

“...Oh wow, you really are serious.” Tiamat pauses, contemplating on the opportunity in front of her. As beneficial as it was, her jaded mind wouldn’t let her be swayed by such temptations. She was the seducer and not the seduced. “Again, do you really think I’ll fall for a trick like that. I can already fathom that you’re trying to get on my good side and have my dropped my guard. No one, especially not some plain jane teenage girl could ever accept me. The embodiment of chaos. It’s not in your nature to willingly embrace the unknown!

“Well, if you were really evil then you could’ve taken complete control of my mind at any moment. You heard Rachel, I have little to no knowledge of how this whole operation works. Yet all you did was protect me and left me to my own devices. And I’ve already accepted Rachel who is the poster child of dark and mysterious. So like darkness, chaos isn’t evil. It’s just a fundamental force that’s necessary to balance a reality. You can’t have creation without destruction and vice versa.”

“And have you seen this bod. I’ve already got over a million subscribers in one day. There’s nothing plain about it.” You smiled confidently, slapping your rear as you let your inner Stacie go to work in winning Tiamat over.
“Even if it might because I’m actually some reincarnation of your fractured soul, a descendant of a previous avatar, or some other mythical chosen one. None of that matters. All I know is that we’re in this together. So why be enemies when we can be friends, sisters even.” Upon saying those words, you lift your dominant hand towards Tiamat. Offering to her what she really needed most of all.

Left speechless by your dialogue, Tiamat sharply lowers her eyes and points menacingly at you.“...For the record, you’re none of those things. Your family helped the previous avatar long ago and was entrusted with the grimoire upon their death. Nothing more. You just happened to be compatible with me as a natural abnormality. And being exposed to my essence for years made that link only stronger. So don’t get yourself a big head and thinking you’re hot shit Stacie.”
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>>4416319

“..But….I can’t deny and say that I don’t like what you’re selling.” Closing her dragon eyes and folding her arms, a soft smile cracks upon her face. “Besides, a simpleton like yourself need all the help you can get since you’re so average. Nobody out there but yours truly can truly teach you how to be a leviathan, much less my avatar. Very well, I accept this pact between us “

“Not a pact, a pinky promise. That’s more fitting for establishing a sisterhood between us. Also, you have to apologize to Rachel and control the overflowing Pleroma. You might enjoy being worshipped and known by everyone on the planet, but I rather not like to live our lives as a constant beacon for the occult thank you very much.” You nagged while retaining your smile as you stick out your pinky.

“Now I’m sure you’re taking the piss out of me….”With a reluctant sigh, Tiamat gets ready to shake the pinky. “In exchange, that half-demon has to partake in your lifestyle as Stacie Sulman. It’ll amuse me immensely and any manner of chaotic threats or emotional inconveniences brought upon her powers, I’ll handle accordingly. So she has no excuses to turn you down.”

“Yeah, that seems fair to me.” With that, the two of you shake on a pinky promise, cementing the agreement. Thus begins the start of a beautiful relationship born out of compromises.


>Apologize to Rachel directly and swear to make it up to her anyway you can
>Commit to shopping and getting Rachel comfortable to taking the night alongside you
>Postpone your plans for the night for another day and just go to sleep
>Write-in
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>>4416320

Zatanna is going to be in for a surprise. The simp prophecy with Nabu and Mordru is becoming more of a reality by the day.

Anyway, now you got a mentor & mascot in addition to what you already established with Rachel and soon Zatanna. Talk about polar opposites.

>You can start coming up with your hero name unless you want to keep referring to yourself as Sophia/Levia.
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>>4416320
>>Commit to shopping and getting Rachel comfortable to taking the night alongside you
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>>4416320
>Let Tiamat apologize to Rachel as per our pact
I want to see this fight just abruptly stop as Rachel realizes just how outclassed she is for Tiamat to apologize to her before saying the girl has struck a bargain to spare her friend her wrath.
> Commit to shopping and getting Rachel comfortable to taking the night alongside you
Deals a deal, and we both Probably need the catharsis of Shopping after all that. Also maybe ask how four eyes affects overlapping depth perception. Maybe mildly freak out that we ate the grimoire, worry about what that means for the power within and also wonder if we can do a jaw thing or gag reflex thing like that with an oversized lollypop in Stacy mode for purposes of e thotting. Maybe applying that talent to a mukbang video?
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>>4416324
Again, submitting for the consideration of all: Pantheon.

Its thematic but doesn’t reveal the identities of the entities empowering us directly.
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>>4416320
>Commit to shopping and getting Rachel comfortable to taking the night alongside you
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>The light/law goddess in us finally wakes up
>Surprisingly, she's not one of those "holier-than-thou" types with a stick up her ass that you'd possibly associate with those Arch Angels from Shin Megami Tensei
>Rather, she's a sweet and caring girl/woman, who's more like a big sister/mother who wants what's best for everyone
>Doesn't mind participating in the E-thottery, and even goes so far as to try to teach everyone watching something
>Same for being a gym bunny, but with general work out advice instead
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>>4416914
For some reason, for our Superhero Identity I want to go very basic Toga with a wrestling belt. Not greek toga, maybe a more colorful babylonian style dress turned into a toga with a very modern wrestling belt that just says Pantheon on it.

Instead of fully changing into the various, and monstrous forms, when channeling one of our hosted friends we just work it out with them to change color so our allies know who they're dealing with and just to be a bit gimmicky? Only going full transformation when the shit hits the fan?

And that would be hilarious if the Light Law goddess is like that.
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>>4416339
+1
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>>4416328
>>4416339
>>4416793
>>4417092

>Using the first numbers rolls out of the previous chain for this to save time instead of asking for a roll for the fight (92, 89, 75)

>>4416339
A reminder that this is a fresh Raven just recently leaving Azarath after learning about the prophecy. So she has little to no actual combat training/broken into being directly offensive and confrontational since again the monks are all practitioners of pacifism. But even demon mode Raven will have her hands tied with Tiamat.
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>>4417284

Back in the real world, Tiamat abruptly pushed Rachel out far away from the hotel room and into a desolate abandoned warehouse for their fight. More of her demonic influences were jolting Rachel into hostile aggression and ferocity. The evasiveness over towards directly using her powers and the pacifism of the monks tempered Rachel’s overall potential. But with her emotions taking over, especially that of anger and frustration those mental barriers was slowly collapsing upon itself. Tiamat wasn’t giving her any other way to tackle the battle with her continuous direct confrontations.

Meanwhile, Tiamat was getting used to having a working body in over what seems like forever. Even though she was new in the driver seat it didn’t take her long at all to get acquainted with operating her vessel’s body. But even with the handicap given it still wasn’t anywhere near enough to close the gap between Tiamat and Rachel. Being someone who knows first hand about rage and all of its fashions, Tiamat easily took advantage of all the openings that Rachel gave. Although she would admit that for a half-demon she was exceptionally powerful and the monks taught her well in the magical arts.

But what was truly unusual about their battle was Tiamat taking a more teaching role rather than simply antagonistic. Using just the basics of chaos energy with her dragon prowess, Tiamat was able to recreate the effects of the rare phenomenon known as anti-magic/energy. Much like that of nth metal, it completely negates magic or other supernatural effects rather than absorbing it, reflecting it or simply dispelling/reversing the effects as it merely ceases to exist. Hence its rarity.
Be it magical, mythical, or even spiritual/ethereal, Tiamat’s blacken claws and talons was able to interact with it like solid matter. Thus disrupting and nullifying the properties and characteristics upon contact.

As a result, Tiamat dismantled the darkform constructs and telekinetic possessions thrown her way. Constantly she forced Rachel to think more clearly and learn how to harness her rage properly without losing herself. A lesson that came in the form of constantly besting Rachel and humiliating her countless times. As the battle continued it became clear that Rachel was at a severe disadvantage and try as she might it seem that defeat was imminent. Yet that didn’t stop the half-demon from trying as she regained control. Earning Tiamat’s respect if nothing else as they continued.
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>>4417445

Before the finishing blow could be instrumented, Tiamat’s pulsating black claws stopped within inches from a ragged and scuffed Rachel. Hovering just millimeters from Rachel’s gemstone. Confused by Tiamat’s abrupt pause, Rachel questioned the dragon on her actions. To which Tiamat merely requested Rachel to yield to her. Seeing herself outmatch, Rachel reluctantly does so. Which in turn brings Tiamat to merely flicks her index finger on her forehead, causing the gemstone to tingle as Rachel staggers a bit. Signifying Tiamat’s victory.

As Rachel rubbed her forehead, Tiamat explained to her that you and she have come to an understanding so she lost interest in fighting any further. But upon the agreement, Tiamat apologizes to Rachel despite her merely defending herself and her vessel. Left flabbergasted, Rachel just accepts before asking about the bargain upon returning to the hotel. Upon hearing Tiamat’s terms, Rachel was left speechless as a mixture of confusion, embarrassment, and frustration all creep together as one as Rachel was now respectively more than just upset.

By the time you returned to the surface and was given control of your body, you were left with a flustered Rachel sitting in the corner. Apologizing deeply for this you took too explaining yourself with the manner of Tiamat. In turn, Rachel explained herself over her case with Tigon despite initially wanting to keep it a secret. To remedy this, the two of you made a pinky promise to keep the other’s secret unless it was absolutely necessary to share. Afterward, you ended up bombarding Rachel questions about her form such as how four eyes affect overlapping depth perception. Rachel could only groan at what she has gotten herself into.
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>>4417468

Eventually, after undergoing your personal past time with the pillow over your dragonfication and swallowing the grimoire, you took to experimenting with your body to realize it’s abnormal serpentine elasticity among a desensitized gag reflex. Afterward, you then took the initiative of taking Rachel shopping with you to lightened the mood. Taking no for an answer you coddled Rachel into the act, mostly playing on to her curiosity on the custom since her homeworld never dwelled on such material activities. So after powering down and through many discussions between the two, you and Rachel head out to the shopping mall and begin picking out assortments.

>Have Rachel try out different clothing alongside you in a private location
>Meet Rachel halfway by taking her to a depressing coffeeshop after clothing shopping
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
>Continue pushing Rachel to try some new things by exploring the mall in between shopping
>Write-in
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>>4417483
>Continue pushing Rachel to try new things by exploring the mall in between shopping
She has gotta ditch the runaway look for runway!

The E-thottery lessons can come...later. Recovery from traumatic internalized fight first
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>>4417483
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
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>>4417483
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
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>>4417483
>>Have Rachel try out different clothing alongside you in a private location
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>>4417489
Seconding, gotta give her time to breath, so to speak.
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>>4417489
>>4417552
>>4417743
>>4417831
Seen like we're getting a little of A and B less we get a tie breaker here.
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>>4417483
>>>Have Rachel try out different clothing alongside you in a private location
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>>4417483
>>Have Rachel try out different clothing alongside you in a private location
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>>4417483
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
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>>4417483
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
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>>4417483
>Teach Rachel the ins and outs to being an e-thot as you exchange small talk between teasing onlookers
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>>4417863
>>4418067
>>4418086
>>4417748

>(Since I was writing the post assuming the Trying out Different Clothing vote win, I'm going to have >>4418201 >>4418239 >>4418248 >>4417743 >>4417552 be done in the next post after fashion showing)

Getting Rachel to accompanying you was...a challenge to say the least. While she was still in her innocent and insecure phase, Rachel was becoming more secretive and distant. That coy and curious girl now trying to be even more evasive in order to not losing herself again. In her defense, she did essentially let herself slip up and expose her half-demon side during her attempts at trying to severe the connection between Tiamat and the grimoire. It also didn’t help that even with the half-demon boost, Rachel was thoroughly schooled by the monstrous embodiment of primordial chaos...while drastically holding back.

Safe to say it did a lot to her pride as you notice the walk of shame in her silence. The battle with Tiamat made the modern goth begin to put things into perspective. Having a taste of her own anger and a crash course lesson to control her emotions without denying them was honestly leaving poor Rachel at a crossroads to choose. The monks taught her self-restraint and to suppress her emotions to keep her powers from becoming erratic and spontaneous, becoming active without her will. Yet through manipulative ragging, Tiamat forced Rachel to confront her emotions instead of cutting them off, triggering another possibility.

Although it wasn’t apparent at a glance, the seeds of change were planted meticulously in Rachel’s heart. In Tiamat’s words, all that matters if Rachel would accept herself and not let her insecurities/fears enslave her or would she continue suppressing her feelings and retain her emotionless lobotomy. Again they were her words, not yours. You may not agree with the method, but you more than came to the same page of opening Rachel up. From personal experiences as an introvert and reclusive by choice, you could deeply empathize with the insecure goth.

Nearly two years older than her, it was inevitable that your older sister instincts take over. Upon arrival in the shopping center, you took Rachel towards the entrance with hand in tow. Walking inside to the central map, you start directing Rachel to Victoria’s secrets. A notorious lingerie, clothing, and beauty retailer company with one of its shops being in the plaza. Despite being known mostly for their lingerie and beauty lines, it carries a major presence in the fashion world as it has its own annual fashion show and also focused deeply on shoes, accessories, and apparel. A perfect compromise to getting Rachel to open up while keeping things lowkey.
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>>4418251

Using your feminine charm, you secured a private section for you and Rachel to have your own little own runaway. While not enthusiastic about it, Rachel didn’t put much if any fuss at picking out some clothing. To nobody surprise, the article of clothing that Rachel picked was precisely that of stereotypical gothic clothing. While you carried the baggy style, you were more or less a girl next door who dabbled in punk/grunge style but mainly stood to being a misfit. Still, if you were going to make any progress you needed to easer up to trying new things. And what better way to help with that than giving Rachel a brand new makeover.

Using your personal experiences with the art, you took to personally facture a brand new e-girl look for Rachel with the cosmetics and accessories around you. For her due you gave Rachel blackish-purple hair, curling her straight bangs into a much longer and wavey style. For her pale skin, through the use of science and a bit of alchemy, you changed pale gray tone into a creamy white beige shade. Following up with some eye shadows, maroon lipstick, matching painted fingernails, and other cosmetics you put the finishing touches on Rachel. To keep her from fidgeting, you told her to close her eyes through all of it.

“Hey, Rachel, I’m finished. Take a look at the new you.” You smile, letting Rache look at the dressing mirror to see herself.

“....” Rachel paused, she couldn’t bring herself to comment as she was stunned by her appearance. While she didn’t have any hangups about her initial appearance, there was something so...mesmorizing for the gothic traveler from a parallel world. She never felt more attuned to earth than she does right now. This was quite a perplexing predicament.

“Yeah, I know. You’re so beautiful that you’ve no words to speak. Happened to me when I first don the Stacie Sulman identity. But trust me, you’ll learn to love it. Speaking of which, we need a new name for you. How about Rachie/Chell Rothwell” You compliment your embarrassed bestie, placing your hands against Rachel’s shoulders.

Rachel’s face meanwhile turned an adorably shade of red as she started mumbling her mantra to be still her beating heart and calm her nerves. This was going to be a long night.
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>>4418263

>What clothing archetype do you pick to have Rachel wear? (Choose up to three)

>Girly Style
>Lolita Style
>Rocker Style
>Grunge Style
>Skateboarder Style
>Hip Hop Style
>Military Style
>Streetwear Style
>Casual Style
>Trashy Style
>Ethnic Style [Write-in what traditional nation style you want]
>Formal Office Style
>BlackTtie Style [Men or Women]
>Princess/Noblewoman Style
>Sportswear Style
>Gothic Lolita Style
>Cutesy/Kawaii Fashion Style
>Cosplay Style
>Cowgirl Style
>Punk Style
>Preppy Style
>Girl Next Door Style
>Retro Style [80s, 70s, etc]
>Flapper Style
>Artsy Style
>Tomboy Style
>Campy/Flamboyant Style
>Bunnygirl Style
>Boho/Bohemian Style
>Bicker Style
>Rave/Techno Style
>Showgirl Style
>Idol Style
>Dancer Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Circus Style
>Prairie Style
>Bartender Style
>Maid Style
>Hipster Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style
>Other [Write-in]

>Also roll me 2d100 for >>4418086 >>4418201 >>4418239 >>4418248 >>4417552 >>4417743
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>>4416342
Also since nobody gave me any other choices or denied this one, I'm going with Pantheona, a play on Pantheon and Leona
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Rolled 28, 100 = 128 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Tomboy Style
>Casual Style
>Preppy Style
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Rolled 42, 80 = 122 (2d100)

>>4418264

>Sexy/Skimpy Style
>Bunnysuit or Circus Style
>Cutesy/Kawaii Fashion Style
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>>4418279
And thus we prove we're the Thot goddess and Raven is gonna be the alltime Stacey judt like us
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Rolled 88, 92 = 180 (2d100)

>>4418264
>>4418279
Supporting, gives a nice spread of things normal Rachel can appreciate over super heroine or ethot mode.

Though my first instinct is other choices; for a vote to be this obtuse and divisive gotta throw consensus somewhere.
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>>4418294
I never asked for this.
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>>4418326
Okay, this is gonna be a ramble.

So, years ago there was this Sitcom called Just Shoot Me about the staff of a fashion magazine, though it was eventually a David Spade vehicle. Actress Wendie Malick(currently voices The Owl Lady on Disney’s Owl House) played the role of this die hard stereotypical fashionista and fashion journalist Nina Van Horn. Trust me, I’m going somewhere with this. During one of the show’s Christmas episodes, or at least a winter one, scoffs Openly at the idea of casual wear and this philosophy of the JCrew company’s focus on comfort and function at the top of the episode before leaving for a conference at a ski resort. This become the episode’s B Plot. While there, she has an encounter with a rugged bearded fellow who introduces himself as the J. Crew after noticing her struggle and discomfort in the ski lodge with the restrictive nature of her own high fashion Over function. It eventually turns into a philosophical debate on the nature of clothing, and a flirtatious spar of ideals. Culminating in a moment from Crew asking her if there was ever a moment in her childhood where she had just gotten home from church or a formal event and just wrapped herself up in something well worn and familiar that made her feel comfortable and safe; removing all expectation and pressure.

Nina has this moment of epiphany. And when we see her again at the episode’s end she is announcing herself to the rest of the office as the elevator door opens. Declaring she is retracting Her earlier boos on casual wear now wearing flannel, jeans, comfortable shoes, a wool cap, and a knit scarf having met and embraced the spirit of that wonderful man from the conference J Crew. To which one of the other cast members whom has this back and forth foil thing with Nina notes that though she appreciates her coming around on casual wear she has no idea what she’s talking about because J Crew isn’t a real person.

This deflates Nina a moment as she then wonders aloud the bplot’s Punchline, “Then who the hell did I sleep with?”

Anyway. Seeing that low high 100 filled me with the contextual joy of casual wear punchline again. Also, just imagining TT show style raven embracing the idea of the comfortable clothes amuses me.
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Rolled 25, 35 = 60 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Girly Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style
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>>4418273

Honestly, we most likely thought that was a pretty good name, and couldn't come up with anything else. That said:

>Tomboy style
>Streetwear style
>Bunnygirl style
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Rolled 65, 89 = 154 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Girly Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Dancer Style
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Rolled 69, 48 = 117 (2d100)

>>4418474
Juuust occured to me that I didn't roll. Let me fix that.
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Rolled 42, 34 = 76 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Princess/Noblewoman Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style
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Rolled 91, 7 = 98 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Girly Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style
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Rolled 58, 2 = 60 (2d100)

>>4418264
>Bunnygirl Style
>Preppy Style
>Casual Style
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>>4418445
>>4418474
>>4418579
>>4418279
>>4418291
>>4418324
>>4418776
>>4418790
>>4418853
>>4418890
Okay looks like we got a tie for each of these

>Girly Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style
>Bunnygirl Style
>Preppy Style
>Casual Style
>Tomboy style

With Sexy/Skimpy and Swimsuit getting the most votes. Least this ties in well with the rolls.

Anyway, since you got natural crit, you also unlocked something with your bond with Rachel. (Choose 3)

>Thread/Fabric Manipulation & Unraveling
>Mégethoskinesis (Size Control/Shifting)
>Enhanced Current Capabilities (Choose 2)
>Greater Magicial Capabilities
>Body Physics/Chemistry Manipulation
>Anti-Magic
>Portal Physiology/Personal Void
>Light Control & Generation
>True Dragon Senses
>Breath Powers
>Life Water Manipulation
>Superior Elasticity
>Deformation Manipulation
>??????
>Write-in

Going to be writing while you decide.
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>>4418963

Hmmm...Rachel Bonding?

>AntiMagic
Get that Nth Metal Potential
>????
Can't help but hit mystery box
>Life Water Manipulation
Us and Raven are Team Healer! Us with life water her with emapthic healing
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>>4418963

>Body Physics/Chemistry Manipulation
>Deformation Manipulation
>Enhanced Current Capabilities [Super Attributes & Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry]

We can improve our magic and mysticism with Zatanna and Raven. I'm sure we could attempt learning most of these from Tiamat herself or ask to use when lending a hand. Especially with Chaos Energy and Anti-Magic. But. I do also want that mystery box.

Either way we should go for broke with juggernaut and be the muscle of the team
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>>4418963
>Mégethoskinesis (Size Control/Shifting)

We might as well be this world's version of Mount Lady/Brandish while we're at it.

>Light Control & Generation

As a big middle finger to Dr. Light. This is how you use light, you simpleton! That, and our light/law side might approve.

>Greater Magicial Capabilities

Poowwweeeerrrrrr!
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>>4419007
Yes, Bonding. Although she's going to be an E-Thot at this rate, this Raven will be more in touch with her emotions and won't need to constantly meditate/chant her magic words or use tools like the Empathy Mirror to control if not downright suppress/cut herself from her emotions like initial TT Raven to avoid the possible scenarios of her powers becoming more sporadic /erratic and spontaneous if not acting entirely on Rachel's subconscious without her intent. But she's still a wide far cry from becoming White Raven and still has to learn about things such as balance and stability. She made a major first step, but it's far from over.
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>>4418963
>>Greater Magicial Capabilities
>>Anti-Magic
>>Light Control & Generation
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>>4418963
>Girly Style
>Swimsuit Style
>Sexy/Skimpy Style


>Greater Magicial Capabilities
>Light Control & Generation
>Enhanced Thottery, become even sexier
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>>4418963

>Megethoskinesis (Size Control/Alteration)
>Body Physics/Chemistry Manipulation
>Superhuman Bodily Aspects (Enhanced Thottery)[/Spoiler]
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>>4418963

Once Rachel calmed herself down from her initial response to her newfound appearance, you started to kneel to the goth turned supermodel & fashionista. There was still a look of insecurity mixed with low-self esteem deeply emitting from Rachel. No matter how much you dress the outer case, if the inners don’t change then it will always be the same. Knowing where Rachel was coming from with her emotions only further triggers your big sister instincts. And you knew precisely how to give a more subtle remedy to what Tiamat gave.

“Rachel, look at me. Breaking out of your shell and trying new things make you aware of your strengths and weaknesses. Broadens your horizons and discover new aspects of yourself that you didn’t even think you have. But most importantly it gives you the strength of confidence, courage, and esteem needed to stand tall without wavering or giving in to insecurities and anxiety.” Placing your hands against Rachel’s shoulders, you lightly lean over, using the mirror to look at Rachel face to face who was doing the same.

“Confidence…?” Rachel mutters, adverting her eyes from the mirror and looking away from you.

“Yeah, confidence is a powerful weapon. With it, we can see the value in ourselves and take pride in what we are, and how we choose to make ourselves into. It’s sort of like makeup. People wear it to make themselves appealing to others, but that’s only one way to look at it. Take the philosophy of Carl Jung for example, Everyone wears it to cover their true selves in order to integrate themselves into society, much like one’s persona or characteristics. A kind of mask that’s shaped to fulfill a specific purpose or objective, regardless of the intent. On the other hand, a mask is used to conceal our true nature, to shroud the real self of the individual in mystery in order to fit the “conformity” archetype. Basically who we are on the outside is different from the inside and vice versa. But in the end, they’re all apart of us in some way. Much like how an actor falls in love with their role, how we present ourselves to the public becomes a part of our sense of self. “You explain articulately and thoroughly for Rachel. Even going as far as to use your smartphone to show Carl Jung and letting her read the philosophy as you narrate. It seems to help her greatly digest the information.


“In other words, a mask can be used for more than just concealment. It can deviate, supplement, or even redefine our true selves. Just like cosmetics. Either way, you can choose how you want this mask to affect you and how you want to present yourselves to others. It’s not wrong to want conformity and to have people relate and empathize with you. That’s apart of human nature. That’s why masks can be used for all sorts of purposes, both good and bad. In this case, it could help you come to terms with your emotions rather than repressing them.”
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>>4419337

“Take it from me who has personal experience, repressing emotions is never a good long term solution. Don’t deny your true self, embrace your emotions, and learn how to dilate while controlling the output. Do that and no matter how distraught and/or frantic you are, you’ll never relinquish control, fluctuate or lose sight of yourself. And in short your powers much like your mask won’t ever betray the real you.”

“Besides, you can’t tell me that you don’t want to experience the joys of teasing, stirring, and playful bantering? To flaunt your charms and beauty while taking charge completely and thoroughly like a temptress? Or in our case an enchantress. The people on this planet really like sassy and coquettish demeanor. “ You whisper to Rachel, giving her the ins and out to the ways of being a successful racy prankster and e-thottery.

A small smirk starts to form on Rachel’s face after giving it some much thought. “..You know, this Carl Jung person is very wise with his insightful outlook.” She soon hands you the phone back having finished reading in record time.

“He’s one of my favorite psychologists. I also recommend reading Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, it’ll also help give you perspective on masks and other factions like alter ego. Anyway, you’re not in this alone, I’m always gonna be by your side. Like with you with your emotions, I have things about myself I’m still learning and coming to terms with. Like how I’m overflowing with essence and how my goal is learning how to contain it, regulate it while holding it in any extremity before commanding it forthwith without issue.” Practically showering Rachel with a hug, you affirmatively alleviated any remaining hangups and insecurities from the goth. Giving her a feeling of security and comfort as you reassure her of her fears of not fitting in or not finding someone who could understand her for who she really is.

“..Okay, I think I’m ready to give this a shot.” Slowly sitting up from the chair, a more confident Rachel emerges as she fully embraces her outgoing feminine and cheerful side. Her aura being just like her lipstick as magenta sparkles from her eyes, completing the disguise. “Let’s get this runway started.”
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>>4419373

“Good, we’ll start things slow and gradually escalate it.” You smile, patting Rachel on the shoulders as you didn’t want to ruin her fabulous long hair crafted with cosmetic alchemy. With a resolved Rachel ready to tackle the world, so begin your fashion show.


Keeping true to your word you start things off with light stuff. Starting with the casual look, you picked out some dapper apparel. Playing to Rachel’s strengths you brought out the inner beauty and fandazzle out of her. Rachel was finding herself immensely resonating with the casual clothing brought to her. As if she found Nevada in the comfort and practicality of casual wear. It was positively adorable for her seeing her so wrapped up in the line. But to keep things from getting stale and predictable, you smoothly transition Rachel into wearing that of tomboy clothing lines. Much to her disappointment.

Unsurprisingly Rachel pulled off the tomboy look quite well. If you didn’t know any better you think that Rachel was secretly passing herself as one of the guys with her rowdy charm. You weren’t a slouch either as it was inevitable that the goth and the punkish girl next door would pull off such trends so swimmingly. But what came next was the act of being prim and propper once undergoing the preppy style. Now, this was within your initial territory considering your academics. But once again Rachel manages to be your equal in the manner as the two of you brought out your more intellectual side.

Almost going as far as to speak in a quaint if not aristocratic tone befitting from the UK, you and Rachel started to embrace the showboating side of things. Now sensing that Rachel was ready you decide to anti things up by dressing into the girly side. Almost getting whiplash from the transition, Rachel bravely stepped foot into the chamber after some light egging from you. It is upon reflection that you thank your stars for choosing a more private location. Cause upon dressing up in the girly and cute fashion, Rachel quickly expresses the same symptoms of a tomboy out of her element. In your honest opinion only made her far cuter as a result.

From address to filly costumes, you made no expense to what you could get Rachel to wear alongside you. Although clearly embarrassed, Rachel only ended up laughing as she found herself actually liking several of the girly things including fashion. Afterward, you took to flipping things to a more...daring approach by transitioning into swimsuits. One Piece, Two-Piece, you left no swimsuit and beach style untested on the canvas that was Rachel Roth. Exposing the coy goth really brought out a nice contrast to your dazzling form. In addition, you find yourself learning more about Rachel’s slender and supple physique. It was clear to you that her lower body was her best feature, especially her legs.
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>>4419433

Upon getting into the swing of things did you once again escalate the tempo by transitioning into pulling all the stops by going into the cosplay section. Specifically the bunny girl side of things. Considering its practice for Zatanna you took creativity in mixing the stage magician uniform in addition to dressing up as a literal bunny costume and the more provocative style. At this stage, Rachel wasn’t sure if you were being fictitious or downright trolling her with your choices as things continue to escalate. Nevertheless, she went along with your antics, finding herself even enjoying them to an eyeopening degree. By the time you reach the final check goal, Rachel was essentially reborn into a more bold and beautiful diva.

When it came to wearing the sexy and the skimpy outfits, Rachel more or less took it in stride rather than letting her poker face crumble. In a sense, you think you ended up creating a monster with how openly she became with her exhibitionist and flamboyant charms. Yet you felt nothing shot brut immense pride as you relish over your fashion show hitting its logical conclusion. From daisy dukes to the exotic blend, you and Rachel flaunted your stuff and continue trying new outfits. But like all good things, it eventually had to come to an end as you and Rachel picked out a wide assortment of clothing.

Before you got out to pay, however, you and Rachel turn around to see the flock of followers that your little show ended upbringing. Mainly it was the staff and their associates, but many others was soon mesmerized by the complementary contrast that the two of you carried. Feeling yourself getting into the same song and dance, you demonstrate to Rachel first hand on what it meant to be a “temptress”. Through your combine charms and bargaining, you find yourself walking alongside Rachel having gotten another massive expansive wardrobe for both of you, including a new super costume for “Raven”.

>Settle on a nice meal with Rachel to close the night
>Head out in style to a night club and continue the party
>Take Rachel somewhere dark and "haunted" to mingle
>Head to a nice library to pick up some literature
>Spend the rest of the night teasing simps and filming content for your social media
>Write-in
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>>4419014
>>4419021
>>4419126
>>4419180
>>4419278

Based on what we got so far, it seems that it's a two-way tie on everything except Deformation Manipulation, Enhanced Current Capabilities, and Life Water Manipulation. But since waiting for a tie-breaker would be counterproductive, I'm just going to have you guys roll to see how much of all these things you retrain outside your Pantheona form and how strong/stable they are at the start.

2d100 like before.

Also I'm not sure if you would be the Harley to Rachel's Poison Ivy or vice versa in this platonic relationship.
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Rolled 80, 76 = 156 (2d100)

>>4419450
>Spend the rest of the night teasing simps and filming content for your social media
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Rolled 99, 61 = 160 (2d100)

>>4419456
DIE ROLLIN’

>>4419450
>Head out in style to a night club and continue the party
We could film content extensively, or we could do a little live streaming with our new bestie at a club then just party. She fought a goddess and we brokered peace with the same goddess. Tonight we party! And we assume nothing bad will happen!
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Rolled 62, 79 = 141 (2d100)

>>4419456
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>>4419450
>>Settle on a nice meal with Rachel to close the night
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>>4419450
>>Take Rachel somewhere dark and "haunted" to mingle
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>>4418963
>Greater Magicial Capabilities
>Light Control & Generation
>Enhanced Thottery

>>4419450
>Settle on a nice meal with Rachel to close the night
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Rolled 27, 49 = 76 (2d100)

>>4419469
+1
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>>4419486
>>4419493
>>4419507
You guys gonna roll?
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Rolled 90, 28 = 118 (2d100)

>>4419536
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Rolled 50, 56 = 106 (2d100)

>>4419536
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Rolled 25, 49 = 74 (2d100)

>>4419450
>>Settle on a nice meal with Rachel to close the night
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Rolled 49, 69 = 118 (2d100)

>>4419450
>Settle on having a nice meal with Rachel to close off the night
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>>4420225
Okay it seems like we know what the dice gods ship
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>>4420306
You missed the other usage, given your propensity to store all that water.

Yeah, crisis of humanity. Though I look forward to being hueg and punching Raven's dad in the face.
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>>4405399
>>4418963
>>4419456

Keeping track of what you gained so far that's usable outside your Sophia/Levia form. The recent additions aren't as strong in comparison but a little training/continuous practice will remedy that. The three best rolls ended up passing the threshold needed to obtain them without drawbacks. Though one has to question your sense of humanity as you're becoming more of a demi-god than a mere metahuman with how much exposure to the Pleroma you're retaining/stockpiling.

>Super Attributes (Strength, Speed, Stamina, etc)
>Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry (Liquid & Gas)
>Invulnerablity/Regenerative Healing Factor
>Aquatic Fire
>Chaos Energy Manipulation
>Chaos Magic/Dark Sorcery
>Paper Manipulation & Mimicry
>Light Control & Generation
>Mégethoskinesis (Size Control/Shifting)
>Dragonfication (Draconic & Serpentine)
>Body Physics/Chemistry Manipulation
>Deformation Manipulation
>Enhanced Current Capabilities [Super Attributes & Fluid Manipulation & Mimicry]
>Anti-Magic
>Superhuman Bodily Aspects/Bodily Attribute Augmentation(From the Enhancement)
>Indomitable Sexuality (Enhanced Thottery) https://powerlisting.fandom.com/wiki/Indomitable_Sexuality
>Life Water Manipulation
>Greater Magicial Capabilities
>Water Form/Physics Manipulation (From the Enhancement)
>???? (Blood Property Manipulation)
I can't help but things someone is gonna end up calling you Jugs, both as an abbreviation for Juggernaut AND for your thottery over your supernatural assets.
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>>4420309
Be one big Kaiju fight provided you can also find enough water to empower you at that stage to fight on comparable grounds. Hypothetically of course.

Anyway >>4419486
>>4419507
>>4419558
>>4420225
>>4419469
We're going with peak comfy so no more votes or rolls plz. They're already accounted for.
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>>4420343

Now that shopping was done you and Rachel made your way through the mall in style. Another thing that you came to appreciate is the utility of Rachel’s darkform constructs and the myriad of abilities correlating to her “soul-self”. For instance, rather than having you show off your prodigious herculean strength and carrying the bags among bags of shoes, accessories, and apparel Rachel instead teleported all of it back at the hotel room. Hammerspace and instantaneous delivery made the goth even more amazing to you. Not that there was any single doubt, but it also illustrated just how lucky you are to befriend Tiamat.

Nevertheless, the two of you continued what you know best. Teaching Rachel the ins and out towards the ways of E-thottery went far easier than you initially assumed it would. Not only was Rachel recipient in learning but she quickly adapted and engineer her own form of swaying others and sportive with shocking amounts of exuberance. Immense pride swept you on your feet at the Rachie Rothwood you created. With your tongue-in-cheek dynamic, it only manages to further entice the growing crow of onlookers. Many of which was the obvious males of all ages, but even several females were entranced by your presence.

Appearance-wise it wasn’t all that surprising that you or Rachel would be the center of attraction. Cosmetic alchemy really does wonders in enhancing the beauty and innate charms. But even without that the two of you were already considered worthy of the waifu and/or idol status. A real diamond in the roughs, making the complimentary contrast all more endearing and alluring. Taking full advantage of this, you and Rachel occasionally shot some looks and other acts of playful teasing. Resulting in the target of your treatment practically melting like putty in either of your grasps.

Fun as it was messing with people and being admired by orbiters you had to reel it all back. Not because you weren’t having fun no, it was the opposite. You had to temper yourself from turning your outing into another ostentatious e-celebrity stunt. Instead, you directed your attention and power giving Rachel a simple run on the typical teenage life. Now there were a lot of things that you could do with Rachel towards achieving that experience. Of course, as you ponder you start to feel yourself getting positively famished. Considering what has happened previously, it was an inevitable outcome.

“Okay stomach you win.” You whisper meekly. Shifting your eyes to Rachel, you gently wrap your arm around Rachel’s other arm. “Hey, let’s go grab ourselves a bite to eat at that pizza shop. We worked up quite an appetite “
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>>4420749

“Sure, I could go for a bite. Just one question...what’s pizza?” Rachel blinks, keeping her charmed smile as you direct her into the pizzeria

A devilish smile starts to creep over your face. “Oh trust me, Rachel. You’re going to love it.”

As you drag Rachel with you towards the Pizzeria, something else begins to catch your attention. A ginger-haired male wearing a thick military jacket attire and a blond-haired female wearing an ice skater outfit with retractable ice skates having a heated conversation. It’s towards a singular person, this time a pink-haired girl with a nearly the exact shade of skin tone as Rachel normally. Judging from the conversation it seems things were getting rather dicy. For one reason or another, the pink-haired girl broke up with the boy and he and his sister didn’t approve of that at all. Yet the pink-haired girl didn’t flinch one bit at the implied threat.

>Priortize spending time with Rachel at the Pizzeria and replenishing yourself
>Have Rachel meet you at the Pizzeria while you walk over to the commotion and sort things out
>Apologize to Rachel before asking her assisting in stopping a potential brawl
>Watch from afar in between ordering food just to see what will happen next
>Write-in
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Kid Kold the Cyromancer aka The Teen Titan's version of Captain Cold
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>>4420756

And his sister Ice Kate the snow specter ala based on Golden Glider.
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>>4420753
>Watch from afar, in between ordering food, just to see what will happen next.

Things are gonna be brisk. Will a local champion arise or will we have to flex on this?
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>>4420753
>>Apologize to Rachel before asking her assisting in stopping a potential brawl
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>>4420753
>Watch from afar in between ordering food just to see what will happen next
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>Apologize to Rachel before asking her assisting in stopping a potential brawl

Last time we did nearly nothing, it nearly resulted in Dr. Light murdering us. Nuts to that noise, we're nipping this in the bud.
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>>4420753
>Apologize to Rachel before asking her assisting in stopping a potential brawl
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>>4420788
>>4420830
>>4420843
>>4421041
>>4421082
>>4420830
Roll me 2d100 if you would.
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Rolled 43, 10 = 53 (2d100)

>>4421201
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Rolled 11, 57 = 68 (2d100)

>>4421201
Things look like they’re going rogue.

Will we turn Jynx from a Life of crime to a life on camera and sublime?
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Rolled 50, 21 = 71 (2d100)

>>4421201
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Rolled 43, 61 = 104 (2d100)

>>4421201
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>>4421201

Once again you find yourself at another crossroads as you drag Rachel inside the stands. Just like with having to decide on tempering your excitement and holding back on your thottery, you were left with a choice to make. Do you step into this lover's quarrel before things get heated up? Or do you just pay no mind and focus on closing the night with the pizza extravaganza you promised Rachel? On one hand, Rachel was your new bestie, almost your sister despite knowing her for such a short time. You saw it as your responsibility as the other teen to look out for her and give her what she needed most.

On the other hand, you couldn’t exactly ignore the first sign of trouble Even if curiosity wasn’t beckoning your name you still couldn’t ignore the commotion. Ever since you obtained these powers and unlock a portion of the vast secrets of the grimoire you strived to make the best of your gifts for the good of everyone. Not just yourself. Naturally tailoring yourself to the heroics perfectly aligned with your desire of spreading cheer and goodwill to others. But not once did you yourself actually throw a punch or use your powers on others. If such a thing ever came down to it...would you be able to do it while regulating your output?

Decisions decisions, as you ponder this to yourself you simultaneously began ordering your pizza once it was your turn to place an order. The mundanity of dealing with customer service wasn’t enough to deafen your senses and diminish your awareness. While not on par with the True Dragon’s senses in Sophia/Levia, it didn’t take away the fact in your senses were greatly heightened and sharply attuned. Despite being a good distance away you could hear the conversation as if it was happening right in front of you. A feat that took some concertation mind you to filter out all other distractions.

Much to you grimace the conversation between the three was going sour. It seems that the pink-haired girl known as Jinx didn’t want to be associated with a two-bit casanova who made ice puns. She even brought up the H. I. V. E. Academy as a place where she could rise up in the misfit and outcast lifestyle and finally be somebody. To which didn’t really jive with either of the two who were more than happy being small-time crooks/jewelry thieves. From what you gathered the H.I.V.E. academy was seriously bad news, and all three teens are metahumans who held their share of problems with authority.
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>>4421335

In contrast to Jinx, Kid Kold tries to flirtatiously swoon Jinx back to his side by playing into her insecurities but to no avail. She gave Kid Kold flirt game the cold shoulder and adamantly stood by her decision to break up with him and his cheezy ice puns. While agreeing on the lameness of her older brother, Ice Kate still couldn’t tolerate Jinx talking down on them. Thus upon throwing some shade towards Jinx did things get really heated. Immediately calling Jinx being too ambitious and a somewhat mean go-getter with a clear chip on her shoulders about being shunned and prosecuted because of her powers.

“Yep, I know exactly where this is going…”You mutter, thinking back to Dr. Light and how your skepticism and wariness nearly got yourself killed. Or so you think, it was rather ambiguous vague with Dr. Light.

“I’m really sorry about Ray...but I’m going to have to put a pin on pizza time. Think you got enough tank in your gas to tangle with a couple of scoundrels.”

Looking at her right hand as it swirls a tiny vortex of darkform energy, a sly smile forms on her face. “More than enough, Sary.” Nodding to you about taking part in the universal pastime of kicking villain butt, Rachel ready herself for a fight.

Smiling to yourself you start to take out with Rachel in toll towards the scene. Ready to nip this in the bud right before it can bloom. Meanwhile back at the jewelry store, things continue to heat up between Jinx and Ice Kate. Sparks begin to fly as Jinx’s pupils started to glow pink and crackles of pinkish energy pulsated from her body. Though things look like a fight was about to break out, Jinx chose to be the more mature out of the bunch and dropped the pretension of ensuring a fight breaking out. With a cold reply that would make Ice Queens kneel in awe, Jinx severs her ties and prepares to walk off.

Not taking this lightly, Kate starts to astral project her cold aura onto her body as she starts to appear transparent. Reluctantly signing to himself, Kold knew exactly what his sister was going to do. Thus he took to clapping his feet onto the ground to cause ice to form around the floor. Within moments the entire floor wing was encased with a thick icing platform. Clicking her shoes, Kate starts to form her ice skates with the full intent of putting Jinx on thin eyes. Picking up on the sibling’s intent, the pink-haired goth ready herself with some bad luck.

Before the first punch could be thrown, you descend down from a higher floor in dramatic fashion. Deeming this unnecessary to transform using Pleroma, you took to the skies with a strong leap, beating Rachel to the punch as you dropped in between Jinx and the two siblings. Making a rather intimidating crack on the thickly dense ice, you rose from your feet.
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>>4421360

“How about you do us all a favor and take a chill pill. Followed by letting bygones be bygones and going your separate ways?” You ask nicely while simultaneously giving no chill.

Immediately out of instinct and principle, Kate took to using her ethereal powers to induce a powerful wave of soul energy which exudes coldness. It was around the moment you made your ice pun that she fired the shot, barely giving you time to finish before you was hit point blank with the shot. Just as quickly as it hit, you feel your entire body being encased with pure solid ice.

“Be thankful I only encase you enough to survive with minor frostbite. So take the hint and butt out of my brother and I’s business.” Kate smugly remarks, aiming her touch towards Jinx who was not impressed by her Ice Queen display.

In response, by using your blood properties to invoke a form of thermovariance as your body temperature steadily rise to reach its boiling point. The pure solid ice quickly melts around you, leaving your body emitting a bluish hue, pulsating in a flame-like aura. Before long you emerged breaking out of the ice prison made for you as Rachel was not too far from descending done to give you much back up. Kold meanwhile was positively smitten by your appearance and power as he was radiating that simp energy. Kate and Jinx meanwhile were not amused.

>Ignore being frozen for now and instead try to persuade them to stand done through nagging/thottery
>Thoroughly school the siblings on who is the real master of “Ice” with your superior fluid-based powers
>Stick to using brute force and try to crush their will to fight by flexing upon their tactics juggernaut style
>Work in tandem with Rachel and strive for team attacks against the siblings
>Grab Jinx and escape from the mall with Rachel
>Marionette the siblings into submission by injecting your fluids into their bloodstream and assuming direct control
>Write-in
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>>4421361
>>Grab Jinx and escape from the mall with Rachel
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>>4421361
>Ignore being frozen for now and instead try to persuade them to stand done through nagging/thottery
>Thoroughly school the siblings on who is the real master of “Ice” with your superior fluid-based powers

One of these or or both cause it will be funny.
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>>4421433
Seconding, on the grounds that we start with trying to persuade them, THEN commencing with the schooling, should they prove less than receptive to our attempts at persuasion.
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>>4421433
Yeah, talk em outta it while going maximum flaunt or show them they brought gimmicks to a gun fight.
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>>4421433
I'm all for giving them the Dr Light treatment with >>4421449 if they choose to fight us
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>>4421433
>>4421449
>>4421457
>>4421488
Right, so since we got a concesus it's time for roll. Since this is basically 2 actions, I'll be counting the first roll in this rather than ask you to make 3d100s. Unless that ends up being more confusing for you. If so then you can give me 3d100 instead.
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Rolled 75, 25, 31 = 131 (3d100)

>>4421497

Do fail me now
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Rolled 73, 98, 56 = 227 (3d100)

>>4421497
Time to flex on this madness and let’s see if we make KF’s acquaintance or see his mentor in the process. Or
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Rolled 8, 70, 38 = 116 (3d100)

>>4421497
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Rolled 24, 20, 78 = 122 (3d100)

>>4421497
Time for some Jewish guilt tripping!

>In before despite all our power, we resolve most of the conflicts via guilting the opponent into submission.
>Leviathan: You have got to be kidding me.
>Light/Law goddess: So, hey, I'm all for peaceful resolutions, but could we maybe, I don't know, get into an actual fight once in awhile?
Leviathan: Oh ho? What's this I hear? Miss "harbinger of all that is good, shiny and sparkly" is advocating violence? For shame~
LLG: It's not like that! It's just that I occasionally need to stretch my muscles, like you do!
Leviathan: Speaking of muscles, I notice that you've taken every opportunity to flaunt what you've got at the gym when we're there.
LLG: And what's wrong with showing the mortals the body of a divine being meant to be worshipped?
Leviathan: :Smirk: Nothing at all.
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So we are three minds in one body and we all on the same page with different takes on how to solve a prolbem, can you say hijinks are in ours future?>>4421536
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>>4421536

Perfect timing. I actually do have a name for the Order/Law Goddess. Shekhina. Shekhinah is the hewbrew translation but Shekhina is simplfied. Still, the name is tied to Pleroma & Sophia since in hebrew it refers to 'dwellng in man". Ywhach would be more accurate but I rather not trip that landmine. Beside, they're known for many names so it doesn't matter.

https://www.britannica.com/topic/Shekhina https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shekhinah
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Rolled 86, 97 = 183 (2d100)

>>4421497
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>>4421579
Welp we just destroyed two more villains. Arguably three if this ends up making Jinx rethink her life choices. Jewish nagging and Thottery really are our strongest weapons. You know aside of all our power and might.

When we get to the Titans Tower we gotta pull a Moses by flexing at least once.
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>4421579
Just realized that it should’ve been 3d100. Take this last dice.
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Rolled 6, 11, 63 = 80 (3d100)

>>4421497
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Rolled 66, 20, 6 = 92 (3d100)

>>4421497
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>>4421497
>>4421579
>>4421514
>>4421517
>>4421536

Ears practically perking at being called a bimbo as you twitch your fingers a bit. Fingers cracking ominous as you evaluate the situation. Sure, your current appearance was screaming e-thottery with how frivolously you flaunt your curves and muscles like an olympian sculpture coming to life. Is it any wonder with such lascivious implications that you would be called such words. Had it been that you most likely would’ve brushed it off as mere haterade abuse from jealousy. Stuff like this is what you found yourself occasionally experiencing with your newfound internet celebrity. It wasn’t in you to let yourself be offended by such trivial manners.

No, what got you ruffled was being frozen without warning. That was enough to make the leviathan in you to come tussling to the surface and smack a bitch through the mall. Fluids are your domain, even if it was a thermal application to form ice, ice is just a state of water and like all liquids, every form/state and property fell under your divine influence. Well, more Tiamat’s as you theorized your fluid sovereignty was an amalgamation between the two divine presence living inside of you. Once again highlighting the duality that the Pleroma provided within you as Sophia/Levia as you became more demi-human than metahuman.

Tiamat ruled over the primordial waters/cosmic ocean called the Tehom and was the dominant source of your powers. On the other side, the unresponsive Jenova/Jehovah ruled over the celestial heavens known as Firmament and Shamayim. Truthfully you haven’t interacted with the other presence as Tiamat got to you first. Though by befriending the primordial monstrosity of chaos, it would leave one to think that you cut yourself off from the culture hero deity of order. Yet even now a faint heartbeat of divine providence reverberated against the cavities of your entire being. Either way, you decide to take inspiration from Dr. Light and try for a more pacifistic solution.

“First off, I like to think I’m well balanced between being robust and rotund. Personally, if you ask me I’m more of the powerhouse side than brickhouse if you must categorize me under strongfat. Though you haven’t seen anything until you witness my hulking hunky form. So be thankful I’m holding back.” You smirked, shrugging at Ie Kate’s attempts at throwing shade as it bounces off of you like rubber. “Secondly, I’m not looking for a fight. I’m giving you a chance to stand down and walk away. Despite your vandalism, you haven’t reached the point where I need to turn you to the authorities. So take my advice.”

“Listen here buffy bimbo barbie, don’t act cute as you got us on the ropes. It’s still two against once and spoiler warning, I wouldn’t exactly trust little Ms. Bad Luck to help you out here.” Kate leered, drawing your attention to Jinx who was in fact trying to leave, completely abrasive to the situation in front of her.
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>>4422759
Yeah, she’s leaving because she’s the smart one.

By your depiction and description we haven’t really come across as strongfat. That’s Oga and Cyclops territory, to reference a manga (Elfsan can’t diet) that actually has some strongfat in it.
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>>4422759

“Sorry love but I can’t have you be leaving us just yet.” Kold cooly smiles, snapping his fingers and using a mix of his own cryokinesis and cryogenics technology to amplify the impending freezing blast to obstruct Jinx’s path, freezing her in place as it charges. Unknowingly he was walking right into a trap as Jinx anticipates this.

Emitting a bright glow of dark pink luminance from her eyes, Jinx’s powers immediately activates as an invisible field manifest around her from all side. In an EMP wave-like fashion, it spreads outwards towards the siblings. A shiver starts to travel down your spine as you sense the faint presence as it creeps over. Brushing across the two siblings it left them feeling tingling but unlike you, they weren’t aware of the strange effects. Even so, the charged blast starts to accelerate far faster than Kid Kold would anticipate. Nothing short of a reference to premature ejaculation, the blast shoots out in a violent blizzard.

Seeing the blast coming at Jinx, you acrobatically jolted yourself from the other sibling. In one fell swoop, you intercepted the impending blast towards her. Preparing to intercept the blast with a simple arc swing of your hand, you feel mystical-like energies emitting from the pink-haired goth. Initially thought it was magic, it took closer inspection to reveal that it was actually psionic rather than magical. Realizing just a second too late you were hit with the full brunt of the blizzard blast as the familiar sense of Deja Vu hits you yet again. In an instant, you find yourself frozen once again, having absorbed the blast in all of its entirety.

“..Idiot! I don’t need your help.” Jinx mutters, off-put by your act of heroics since the blast would’ve bounced back from her barrier and would’ve frozen the two siblings...alongside a large chunk of the mall with it. But then she wasn’t really all that invested in using her powers for anyone other than herself.

Picking himself off from the ground thanks to the previous knockback, Kid Kold’s eyes widen in shock at the crystalline heroine in his presence. “I-I’m sorry. That doesn’t really happen often if ever.” Kold utters in embarrassment, trying to regain his suave charm.

Blinking in complete shock, Kate merely walks over to pat her brother on the back. “Good work, we got one of the problems taken care of. Now get your head in the game and help me get even with that showoff over there.” Kate points to Jinx who was agitated by the act of someone defending her since such kindness was never given at her.
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“...Right sis.” Kold reluctantly agrees as he turns his attention back to Jinx.

Turning her attention back to the siblings, Jinx pinches her pink eyebrows, rubbing her temple. “Fine, I’ll bring down the house on you two clods.” Jinx threatens, manifesting two pink balls around her hands in anticipation of a fight.

Before anyone else could act further, the crystalized ice sculpture that was yourself started to rapidly dissolve. Almost instantaneously it changes its matter state as the cold temperature was subduing. In response to the impending trembling that was coming from the melting ice sculpture, the icy floor starts to vibrate. The air around the entire battlefield was becoming more damp and moist as water vapors, gases, and other nearby liquids comprised together to gather around your frozen body. At the speed and volume that they traveled, it left the siblings getting pushed back by a sudden massive torrent of oceanic waves.

Pushing back even Jinx from your presence the massive volume of oceanic waters circulate around you as you break free. The ice that comprised your frozen form splinter itself from your body before freezing in place. All the watery source around you also start to stagnate in suspended animation. Arriving reasonably late to the scene as she was evacuating the people in the mall, Rachel would see a watery dome surrounding the entire block of the plaza. A sort of spacial barrier made entirely of water as it cuts off the two area points from one another. Those that were trapped couldn’t escape just like how others couldn’t enter inside.

Ascending down from your stand, you brushed off the ice from your shoulders. With a twist of the wrist, you kept either twin from manifesting any form of ice with your sovereignty. Any ice or cold winds that could be formed was immediately taken from their control. Jinx meanwhile was left with a dumbfounded expression in contrast to the siblings’ mixed feelings. Kold was fully awe by your divine beauty as he went completely into a love-struck puppy mode. Kate, on the other hand, was taking drastically by fear as she wanted to run. But her legs wouldn’t respond as her body trembles underneath your presence.

“..That’s the second time you heave my warning.” You paused, your voice booming as it sounds more divine than normal. Eyes lighting up in a cerulean blue hue, you flick your wrist, beckoning the two siblings to your current foothold. Using the fluids in their body, you pulled both siblings with the same level of intensity as a superstrong magnet.
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>>4422775

Finding her attempts at breaking free through becoming ethereal suppressed if not nullified by the fluids in her body, Kate’s face only twists further in her. “W-What about the third?”She alludes, thinking that they deserve at least one more warning to consider your offer before you punish them with divine retribution.

Clapping your hands together and closing your eyes, you give a sympathetic smile.“Oh, I’m sorry. I don’t play by the three-strikes rule. One strike is all you get for a warning.” Opening your eyes halfway, you exposed your hybrid draconic and serpentine characteristics while retaining your smile. Pearly whites now resembling more of a shark’s than a dragon’s chompers.

“W-Wait, we surrender! We surrender.” Kate cries, trying to sway you from acting as she picks up the overwhelming presence that circulated from your body.

“Sorry, but you brought this upon yourself. Now get ready.” You crack your knuckles, smiling devilishly as you loom over the siblings.

What came next was an incomprehensible series of events. Rachel and Jinx bare witness to you berate the two siblings thoroughly to the point of lambasting them with your nagging. Hands confidently on your hips you painstakingly went through the trouble of reprimanding them over their actions and personalities. Each and every attempt to flee, argument or strike back was met with a resounded slap from your watery tail. Your distorting divine voice was terrifying by itself but it was the meticulous verbal cuts in addition to the booming voice that ultimately brought them to their knees as you spend what seems like hours tearing into them.

Jinx meanwhile chose not to say a single word as she didn’t want to be dragged into this. Just being by this miraculous display of motherly charm swayed her. Even its Jewish stereotypes in all of its shades were enough to make Jinx have an existential crisis from what she was seeing. Rachel meanwhile kept quiet as the pizza guy finally found where you are planning on asking for money. But seeing the watery dome and the voice of a divine goddess speaking made the pizza guy share the same sentiment as the two goths. Eventually, after making your point across, you compiled the water directly into yourself to assume a truly larger than life stature.
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>>4422784

“Now do I make myself clear.” You ask, folding your arms as you tower over the twins.

“...” Kate found herself speechless with fright to speak up at the giantess in front of her. Kold, on the other hand, was on full worshipped as his silence was due to being too mesmerized by your beauty.

“I said, do I make myself clear!” You ask again, voice booming as it carried with it the same sensation as being under a hurricane or more specifically the great flooding in Noah’s arc.

“Yes ma’am!” Both cried out in unison with perfect synchronization.

Seeing the two thoroughly whipped albeit for different reasons, you smile to yourself and dropping the pretension of the holy mother. With the water barrier no more, the police were standing on both sides current;y sharing the same level of dumbfounded as the two goths and the pizza boy. This was going to be a long night for them.

>Leave capture to the police and head back to the pizza parlor after dragging Jinx with you
>Explain the situation to the police and fully cooperate with them with Rachel
>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
>Ignore everything else for now and directly confront Jinx in private
>?????
>Write-in
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>>4422765
You're not, Kate is being fictitious with her spite and jealous trying to take you down a peg. Though with your gains so far, your Sophia/Levia form certainly leveled up in mass.

Anyway, in case I didn't make it clear enough. You manipulated the fact that the human body is made up of 60% water to fuel your growth and is currently standing at thirty feet while taking up a large chunk of the west wing without hitting the stairs or anything valuable.
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>>4422788
>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
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>>4422788
>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
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>>4422788
>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
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>>4422788
>>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
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>Ignore everything else for now and directly confront Jinx in private

Unlike the other two, let's not lay on the guilt, and instead just hear her out on why she wants to go to H.I.V.E. so badly, and if possible, corrupt--I mean, tempt--no, no, I mean convince her that the path of an E-thot is the better one.
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>>4423059
Supporting This
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>>4423059
Same
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>>4422788
>Fully liquify yourself and escape through the sewage pipes as you rendezvous with Rachel elsewhere
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>>4423059
+1
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>>4422807
>>4422854
>>4422924
>>4422986
>>4423264
Alright, looks like we're running from the police. Two for two it seems. Anyway, since it's a close one, I'll be doing parts of >>4423059
>>4423077
>>4423159
>>4423855
so give me another 2d100 roll.
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Rolled 2, 100 = 102 (2d100)

>>4423925
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>>4423951
If I reading the rules right that a crit
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>>4423951

Did...did we just completely alter Jinx's storyline? Holy shit.
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>>4423956
You are reading that right.

Shekhina (Jenova/Jehovah) is awakening with a vengeance in response to Jinx's probability psonics.
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>>4423967
You got both gots now under your wing. Just need Argent and you'd be having the trinity.
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Rolled 98, 1 = 99 (2d100)

>>4423925
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>>4423988
Ahahahahahahaha
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>>4423988

Leviathan, what the SHIT, lady?!
>Leviathan: *Laughing in chaos*
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>>4423951
>>4423988
Right, so I'm gonna give you guys a choice.

>Take both the 100 and the 1 in all of its fashions
>Gamble on another roll [this will override both rolls and serve as the new basis]
>Postpone and save one roll for later to take the other immediantly[DM choice]
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Rolled 17, 70 = 87 (2d100)

>>4424011
>Gamble on another roll [this will override both rolls and serve as the new basis]
Live dangerously
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>>4424014
For the record, rolls involving that vote generally done after when a consensus is made for it, not before. So I'm gonna have that treat that roll as part of the original chain.
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>>4424011
>Take both the 100 and the one in all of its fashions

No sacrifice is too great for drastically altering Jinx timeline and having our own Gothem City Sirens. Besides isn't this the balance we literally represents. Order and Chaos.
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>>4424042
Same. Seconding this.
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>>4424042
>>4424074
Waited long enough so going to accept this as the vote.

So good news bad news time.

The good news is that you charmed Jinx to your side AND fully awakened the Order/Law side that is Shekhina (Jenova/Jehovah). Among other potential benefits later down the line as having both divine forces now active inside you.

Bad news you just painted yourself a target in the occult world as a potential balancer. So a more activate front from both Nabu and Mordru is coming your way. For better and/or Worse. Not to mention the police in Central City aren't exactly favoring your Vigilantism since you ran away without addressing yourself. So that is getting some attention from both Project Cadmus & the government, as well as the general metahuman community. Again for better or worse. So I'm hoping you weren't too attached to having a secret identity.

https://dc.fandom.com/wiki/Balancers_of_Chaos_and_Order

Center of attraction aside, there's also the fact your body has begun undergoing a metamorphosis. Right now you're a Demihuman with Mystical Bestiary due to Tiamat. But at a slow but steady rate, you're gonna end up becoming a demi-goddess. For better or worst. So might want to start planning how you want to cope with that or try and stop the transmigration.

The Justice League might even come sooner than originally intended thanks to this escalation.

Still counting >>4424014 roll in the chain.
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>>4424011
>Gamble on another roll [this will override both rolls and serve as the new basis]
I like being a thot on a part time basis
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>>4424014
>>4424277
Right so, I'm not changing my decision >>4424260 But I will let you make another roll for something else that's equally important that could still sway things to your favor. Same rolls as before.
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>>4424294
Now or later?
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>>4424317
Now would be nice.
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Rolled 76, 80 = 156 (2d100)

>>4424318
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>>4424260

>Sweety, I'm going to assume you had a good reason for running from my boys? They were griping about some amazon turning into liquid before they could get answers, and they seemed a bit steamed about it. And don't even try pretending that wasn't you; we both know you're the only one in the city that even fits that description.
>Shi--um...weellllll....:insert explanation here:
>...:sigh: while I can, to some degree, understand what you did, it doesn't change the fact that....:someone over the phone is very audibly shouting "Oh shit, hit the deck!" and the sounds of various papers flying everywhere:...I am very disappointed in you.

>Jewish guilt trip: Dad edition

One guilt trip later...

>Alright, look, I'll TRY to smooth things over between you and the force, but you gotta play ball here, so to speak. For instance, don't just bail when we show up; actually stay to give a statement or something like that.
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Rolled 18, 88 = 106 (2d100)

>>4424318
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>>4424325
>>4424332
Looks like our secret identity will remain secret for now
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Rolled 64, 78 = 142 (2d100)

>>4424294
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>>4424332
>>4424339
So much for being public enemy number 1. Dice gods aren't so cruel after all. Some strings are going to be pulled indeed.

>>4424338
Yes but this basically means you're hardlock into being a Balancer & Warrior Emissary of Order & Chaos as the "Galactic Angel of Retribution" for the multiverse. Less you'd be willing to fight the countless Agents/Champions and Parthenon associated with either faction just to remain a mere free agent.
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>>4424347
Balance is a good philosophy. Just ask Kenan Kong.
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>>4424260
>>4423925
>>4424347

Judging from the impending crowd there has to be around twenty to thirty police offers from each end. Central City much like Gotham City and Metropolis was home to its fair share of metahumans and mutants. So they were more than well equipped with the necessary tech and gadgetry to handle some superpower ruffians. Keeping that in mind, many of them didn’t exactly know how to process the thirty-foot thotus supremus that was sitting in front of them. Not that you would blame them for being a little starstruck with the ones who weren’t “simping” for you discombobulated by the sight. All the more so when reflecting on being on the normal side.

Realistically you could do anything else given your current predicament but sit. Sure, the Central City Plaza was about four stories, not unlike that of Fashion Centre at Jump City. In hindsight being able to close the entirety of the eastern wing in an aqueous barrier with oceanic properties was remarkably impressive in itself. But being able to take that watery prison into yourself and reconstruct your atomic structure and composition with the water into otherwise a strapping giantness nearly doubling over the mall’s size if not thrice was stupendously impressive. Again, this was leaving you feeling larger than life as you reflect on your size.

Mixed feelings brushed against your cheeks as you muffled yet fluttering laughs. Truthfully you
recalled trying to go for around a modest thirty to forty feet after deeply compressing the water. Whether it was a miscalculation in execution, the swaying hands of karma or some other universal force pulling the string, or your subconscious taking over to match your gradually inflated ego you couldn’t say. What you can say was how impressed you are that your clothing managed to fit your current appearance. You may be the goddess of thots, but even you have standards and public nudity didn’t comply with them.

With that in mind, you were in a rather sticky bind. On one hand, you could try and explain the situation to the police and temper the escalating tension. It wasn’t like you caused any property damaged and you did effectively suppressed a potential no hold barred brawl between the three teenagers. On the other hand, you really didn’t want to sit through the paperwork and questioning in addition to giving your statement. Being the commissioner daughter of Jump City, you knew exactly how this song and dance go. And if being honest, you didn’t want your night to be ruined by trivial manners.
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>>4424455

Seeing that Jinx was already sneaking her way out the crowd, a decision was soon made. Turning your eyes briefly to Rachel you gave her the signal to meet you elsewhere. Nodding to your approach quietly, she casually moves with the delivery boy into the crowd. With that out the way, you merely turned back to the police as they gather towards you in drones. Choosing to refrain from speaking out of fear of causing a panic, you merely wave to them. Immediately your whole complexion becomes transparent, completely resembling that of water in the process. Liquidifying yourself took no time at all as you dissolve your physical form.

Bracing them to be washed away by the giant torrential waves, the police would be met with an opposite response. Meticulously you avoid making contact with any of the police, gracefully maneuvering your watery body into the nearest fountain and other plumbing. Quickly as it came your entire presence disappears from the surroundings without a trace. Leaving the central city police baffled as several of the remaining offers went to apprehend Kid Kold and Ice Kate. Meanwhile several of the onlookers that stood around started video feeding the entirety of the scene between you and the siblings for the web to see.

Traveling through the sewage pipes and around the network made it easy for you to rendezvous with the rest of your body. Cluttering together in one singular nexus guided by an amorphous nucleus you navigator yourself to Jinx’s next location. If you had a mouth you would honestly be barfing at traveling through such a manner. Even if the entire spree was being purified at nigh-instantaneous speeds it didn’t do any good codding you from the experience. Sucking it up ultimately rewarded you with the prize of Jinx. Just as she was taking a moment to catch her breath in an abandoned factory, Jinx was in for a haunting experience befitting of the location.

Busting from the pipes and tiles was your watery body as it rallies around Jinx. Faster than she could use her psionic powers, you effectively ensnare Jinx in a watery prison. Made from your entire body, the deeply condense hard water more than did its job of submerging Jinx while weighing her down. In a panic, Jinx tries to disrupt your body with her powers, but alas it was futile due to your body reconstructing faster than she could disrupt. Mixed with the impending threat of drowning Jinix felt herself sinking into despair. But upon gasping for air, she would find herself being able to breathe in the watery prison.
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>>4424456

“Calm down. I just want to talk. I’m not here to hurt you nor do I have any intentions of sending you to the authorities. Trust me.” You spoke throughout the water. your speech being slightly gurgled as if put through a water filter. Smoothly shaping your water form back into your default appearance while retaining your giant size. The only key difference you were still see-through in this clear gelatin-like state.

Rightfully leering at you from within what has to be your tummy, Jinx merely folds her arms and gave a loud harumph sound in response. There wasn’t any feasible way she was going to get out of her prison. But that didn’t mean she was going to like it.

“I want you to tell me about the H. I. V. E. and why you want to go there so badly.” You ask, being genuinely concerned about her.

“And why exactly should I tell you anything?” Jinx stubbornly remark, not wanting to show an inch of being deceived, frightened, or swayed. “Unlike those chums you faced, I’m not easy to break. Nor do I need your help or meddling.”

“You’re right, you don’t have to tell me. You don’t even have to cooperate with me. I promised you that I wouldn’t hurt you or turn you into the police. That said, I’m more than capable of continuing this stalemate between the two us right in the comforts of my body.” You curtly state with a dull sigh.

“...Excuse me?” Jinx blinks confusedly. It is only when she thinks about it that she starts to be more taken back by your nonchalant attitude. “Let’s ignore the fact you’re basically the attack of the hundred-foot giantess, how exactly are you going to keep me contained inside you? You can’t exactly keep me here forever. I need more than just air you know.”

“As I told Tweedledee and Tweedledum I control all fluids including water. But I left out more than my fair share of what properties and characteristics that water can do with my little science lesson. That includes impeding it with vitality, the very essence of life itself. Aside from healing, I can infuse with it the necessary properties to make sure all your biological needs are met. In other words, within my watery body, you won’t need to breathe, sleep, consume nourishment, or even undergo bodily evacuations. Which between you and me that’s more of a benefit on my part with this self-sustenance than it is for you.” You explain, emphasizing on your persuasion by shrinking down to normal size. Despite her abrasive claim, Jinx found herself occupying the same volume akin to spatial displacement without overlapping your form. Chalking up as the textbook definition of dimensional transcendentality.
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>>4424457

“So if you think you can outlast me in this game of chicken then you got another thing coming.” You smirk, looking down from your chest as you still house the enchanting sorceress.

“If I’m going to tell you...then I might as well start from the beginning.” Jinx sighs, seeing herself really having no other options.

Reclutively Jinx starts to tell you her life story as her real name was Lucky Sharma. Due to her otherworldly pale gray skin, you wouldn’t be able to tell that she was actually Indian American. She was an orphan child outcasted for her entire life as she often brought misfortune and calamity wherever she was gone. No matter where she was sent she always never found a place to belong and was always ostracized for the tiniest of things. Labeled as the devil child, Jinx feverishly pushed herself to control her powers and honed them to the utmost degree. Unable to manipulate her powers of probability and chance to sway to bring good luck/karma, she deemed herself fated to become a villain.

Lying, cheating, and stealing, Jinx did everything she can to survive on the streets. Turning the power she was cursed with having into something she could be proud of. But like any overachiever, Jinx wanted a life where she would be respected, cherished, and even loved rather than continuously experiencing the opposite. The H. I. V. E academy was her next shot at rising up on the villain hierarchy and becoming somebody. From her story, you could tell that like Rachel Lucky carried deep-rooted depression and self-esteem issues. But unlike Rachel, Jinx’s problems tied entirely on her self-worth rather than self-loathing. You almost feel like this was fate.

Offering to turn things around you suggested your eccentric lifestyle of being an e-girl rather than continuing down the path of villainy. Lucky gave you a hard pass at first, believing that she wanted to respected and admired but not in the way that would make her seem like a bimbo barbie. While respecting her initial abrasiveness, you manage to shut down Lucky’s current lifestyle, pointedly deeply to her how she was walking down the path of self-destruction if she continues. Before she can lash out over not being given a choice, you immediately rectify that by the choice you’re giving her now….by giving her what she wanted most of all.
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>>4424347

...Well...at least we're not a Counter Guardian.

Unless this is pretty much the equivalent of a Counter Guardian, in which case; fuck.
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>>4424466

True Camaraderie, boarding & lodging, the basic necessities and even helping her branch out on her psionic and mystic capabilities to bypass the immeasurable wall that kept her from using the positive aspect of her probability manipulation. All that plus the same speech that was given to Rachel prior manages to deeply resonate with Lucky. But it was your genuine act of kindness and generosity that truly move even her stone-cold heart and alleviate her from being an Ice Queen into a Thotting Mistress/Temptress. Even Lucky couldn’t find any reason to continue being distrusting towards you as you thoroughly win her over with your sickeningly sweet sincerity and compassion.

Coming to an agreement and finding yourself becoming partners in the way of e-thottery, you and Lucky rendezvous back to where Rachel was hiding. Having parked herself in a spooky graveyard, Rachel affirms to you having transported the pizza given by the manager back at the hotel. Almost hugging the goth, you find yourself pushed back as Rachel held an evasive if not standoffish stance on Lucky. Lucky meanwhile was aloof to Rachel, meeting her snark with catty remarks. It took you alleviating the distrust between the two girls from their hostility as you practically find yourself as mediator. Even after explaining everything and having them reluctantly agree to stick together, you knew this was going to be a rocky beginning.

Eventually, on the way back to the hotel you would feel a disturbance. Without rhyme or reason, everything around you starts to suddenly freeze into place. Even your two friends were held in place in stagnation during one of their routine bickerings. Before you had the time to process precisely what was going on, a figure starts to suddenly appear right beside you. A statuesque woman with luscious golden locks and cerulean blue eyes. Wearing an angelic toga robe and carrying religious markings around her face, you feel a sense of familiarity from this strange woman. A feeling that you didn’t felt since Tiamat came to a knocking.
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>>4424484

“Do not be alarm young child. I am Shekhina (Jenova/Jehovah), the other half that lies dormant within your soul, connected to the presence. Although I’d wish we could meed in more….pleasant encounter...alas I have come to inform you that we need to have a little chat about your future before the Lords of Order and Chaos come to a knocking and summon you themselves. Hence why time itself has stopped between the both of us. “ The holy divinity explain herself while keeping a polite and orderly tone.
>Do as Shekhina says and accompanying her to the tea party with Tiamat to discuss your fate
>Affirmly plant yourself to your surroundings and demand to some questions before anything
>Try to summon Tiamat to see if Shekhina is telling the truth or not
>Convience yourself that this isn’t happening and try to push your friends back to the hotel
>Write-in

>And how do you handle the summit between Order and Chaos over your destiny

>Take the position of Balancer & Warrior Emissary of both Order & Chaos with no fuss
>Try to negotiate your terms before whether or not you accept the deal
>Bargin your way out of your responsibility to the best of your abilities
>Flat out refuse your duty and commit to your current plan of action
>Write-in
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>>4424485
>Do as Shekhina says, accompany her to the tea party with Tiamat to discuss your fate

>Take the position of Balancer & Warrior Emissary of both Order & Chaos with no fuss.

I want to take a moment to share with folks the Jewish Philosophy of Tikkun Olam. The idea that the world is fundamentally broken in some ways and by doing good acts (some good acts are described as obeying various Jewish laws including keeping Kosher, or reactive and even just going out of your way to do good deeds and help people) Even if our girl doesn't keep Kosher, she can believe in the notion that through good and constructive acts you can make the world a better place. Often these will probably be in defiance or varying support of Order or Chaos respectively, but today you helped Lucky find a new path. The world is broken and you can seek to help make it whole one person at a time if need be.
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>>4424485
>Do as Shekhina says and accompanying her to the tea party with Tiamat to discuss your fate
I think would've popped in by now to point out if she was fake.

>Try to negotiate your terms before whether or not you accept the deal
Momma, poppa, and grandma didn't raise no putz; we might have to take the job, but that doesn't mean we can't get compensated in some form.
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>>4424493
Fascinating; but the question is, does our character follow that philosophy?
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>>4424504
What should we ask for compensation
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>>4424485
>>Do as Shekhina says and accompanying her to the tea party with Tiamat to discuss your fate
>Flat out refuse your duty and commit to your current plan of action
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>>4424493
>>4424504
>>4424847
Judging by this I can summarize that at least everyone is united for doing what Shekhina requests.

Unfortunately, it seems everyone is split on the second option. And if I must be honest, it's easier doing the first two since they conflict with each other the least in comparison to any option with the refusal.

Nevertheless, start thinking what you want for compensation and give me 2d100
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Rolled 36, 4 = 40 (2d100)

>>4424918
Maybe ask that your new friends receive minor versions of our blessings/powers, because let's be honest, at the rate we're going, they'll probably become our high priestesses. Emphasis on minor, or at least fewer aspects of our power, because while we might be become bound by balance, our friends don't have to be.

Also, maybe emphasize that while you are potentially powerful, you are still new at this, so maybe not toss us into the deep end of the metaphorical pool of conflict, and maybe have us work our way to it? Of course, if no other more experienced agent is available, we'll of course gladly (or possibly grudgingly) step in to do what we can.
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>>4425012

...Jesus christ, did we come on too strong with that? At least it wasn't a 1.
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Rolled 66, 74 = 140 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 1, 60 = 61 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 5, 9 = 14 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 83, 11 = 94 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 39, 18 = 57 (2d100)

>>4424918
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>>4425012

Half-way done, so best be coming up with any more things to bargain/compensate for.
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Rolled 8, 10 = 18 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 91, 67 = 158 (2d100)

>>4424918
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Rolled 40, 96 = 136 (2d100)

>>4424918
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>>4425337
Alright since nobody else got anything to add to >>4425012 I'm going to be working on this for your bargining. Also stop rolling, I got the numbers acquanted for.

Though with this >>4425626 I can safely say you may be the first mortal to ever reach divine empowerment and fullfilling worshipping/beliefs through thottery. >>4410232 is becoming more of reality.

Also you, Zatanna and Wonder Woman gonna have something in common with your new Bracers/Bracelets of Balance.

Total list of the divine armory so far

>Jewels of the Prophets (Noah,Abraham,Aaron, Miriam, Moses )
>Armor of Three Beasts (Leviathan, Behemoth, and Ziz)
>Rings of Solomon
>Flaming Sword of Eden
>Ark of Noah
>Mantle of Elijah
>Staff of Moses
>(Giant) Slingshot of David
>Star of David
>Mane of Samson
>Nehushtan's Pole
>Aaron's Rod
>Seed of Life
>Coat of Many Colors
>Crest of Sefirot & Qliphoth
>Flask/Waterskin of Manna
>Harp of David
>Shofars of Joshua
>Chest of the Covenant
>Babel/ Babylon Key
>Golem of Prague
>Shamshir-e Zomorrodnegar
>Sefer Raziel HaMalakh [Formerly Grimoire of The Leviathan/Tehom]
>Therion's Girdle/Belt
>Merkaba's Horseshoe
>Shroud of Yeshua
>Nephilim's Armbands
>Sword of Gideon
>Greaves & Gauntlet of Goliath
>Medallion of Hamsa
>Heart/Blood of Pleroma
>Araboth's Throne
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>>4425749
Have we somehow got the other gods thinking if we can get worship and believer.by becoming actors and A listers singers ?
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>>4425875
Sorry for to add they can too?
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>>4425875
>>4425877

>Suddenly, there's an upsurge in Japan of various idols and V-tubers, all whom bare varying degrees of resemblance to various Japanese dieties
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>>4426068
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kH6-_rix-L4
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>>4425875
If you mean essentially pulling a FATE then yes. Basically "modernizing" themselves or playing to people's interest by becoming actors, singers, or other forms of A-listers entertainers. Some of which will be stubbornly traditionalist.

Assuming also nobody has any problems or quorums about being a demi-goddess since I saw no plans in lieu of that.
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We're becoming a demi-goddess through the sheer virtue of being an E-thot. I think we're all fascinated and curious as to where this is going.
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>>4424918
>>4425749

Putting your index finger against your cheek you gave a minor puzzled expression. “Hmm, that does sound rather problematic doesn’t it.” You ponder upon thinking about the Lords of Order and Chaos. Having your world outlook destroyed prior again made it easier to accept what was in front of you as reality.

“Guess I got no choice but to go along with you. Since you came here all this way proves the severity of the situation. And if you weren’t the real culture hero deity, then Tiamat probably would’ve been acting up in a violent tempest right now over a fake. “ Trailing your eyes with a cheeky smile, you tilt your head as you make your assessment over the frozen space.

“Quick on the uptake while choosing to still be observant. A fine trait indeed.”Shekhina muses, showing a more laid back and understanding mothery presence. You could tell first hand by comparison to Tiamat, she was truly the Law & Order goddess. Which would make Tiamat Chaos & Mayhem, or you assumed. You weren’t 100% on Mayhem as you feel like there was a better word out there. But that was a story for another day.

“Just one thing though. If we’re going to have a tea party in who knows where. Then you got to take my friends with me as well.” You point to the still frozen Rachel and Lucky, still appearing in typical bickering fashion.

“Pardon? What brought this sudden request?” Shekhina asks, fluttering her eyes lightly in confusion.

“Well, if this is serious enough to freeze the boundaries of time then chances are they’ll be involved rather if I want them or not so long as they continue to accompany me. So by that logic, they deserve the right to participate as well. Besides, a tea party is more fun when there’s a lot of company isn’t it?”

“I suppose you have a point. They’re both mystical anyway so it’ll be easier for them to grasp the situation and remain composed than it would be for muggles. “ With a soft smile, Shekhina plants her hands against both Rachel and Lucky. A cosmic glow starts to envelop the two girls in a brilliant divine light. Within moments motion begins to return to both goths as Shekhina graciously removes her hands from their shoulders.
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>>4427072

“There we go, now they too can move in this frozen world.”

“Alright, what’s going on?! Who is this strange woman and why is everything all….bluish and...frozen.” Lucky asks, being rightfully upset about the entire thing. A feeling that went away only to be replaced with weariness.

“I’m sure there is a reason for this…”Rachel mutters, looking around her surroundings for a bit before turning back to you and Shekhina. “Isn’t that right?”

Nodding in approval, you lowkey point everyone’s attention to you. Placing your hand at your chest, an arcane crest linked to Solomon forms with mystic sparks dazzle from your fingertips. “Well to put a long story short, I’m the avatar to two primordial entities comprised of the Presence, which intern is an encompassing "the sum of all being, actual and potential". Both entities have awakened inside of me and now I’ve cordially invited to partake in a banquet, specifically a tea party with those two forces. Because of that, I’d recommend inviting the two you to accompany me.”

“Correct, but let’s dive a little more on your explanation. An infinite wellspring of spiritual/cosmic energy, knowledge, memories, emotions, and innate essence of all things that exist, have existed and will exist for all eternity. A ubiquitous ethereal substance connected with several forces that define not just the universe but the multiverse as well. It goes by many names. The Absolute, The Source, The Aeon, The Lifestream, Prana, Chakra, Qi, Mana, The Flow of the Universe, etc. Even the Aether is known as Pleoma and the Abyss known as Tehom are rooted in this unfathomably immeasurable source. Two sides of the same coin.“Shekhina explains.

“To put it simply, it’s connected to the essence inside you that governs life, and comprised the soul. A divine spark in a sense. And when that spark goes out, it’ll return to whence it was created to become apart of the sum of everything.”

“Emanationism got it.” Both goths said in unison, lightly surprising you over their synchronized tempo and pitch.

“Okay if everyone understands, follow me. As much as it’s simple for the supreme lords to keep time here perpetually frozen for as long as needed. We very much like not to disrupt the fundamental forces of reality more than we have to. The countless pantheons born from the godwave would especially get testy/crabby over.” Clapping her hands together with a softening yet alluring smile, Shekhina forms a celestial spell circle around you and your friends. Before you could speak you were swiped up in a blinding light.
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>>4427076

Slowly sensing the intense golden light dissipating you slowly open your eyes. You find yourself standing in an endless space. Surrounded by countless planets, moons, stars, and many other things that represent space. It was a balanced space that covered the whole creation and the boundless emptiness of space. At the center of it all was an oval dining table. On its clothed surface lies five teacups resting on vintage saucers, a stainless silver tiered stand, a matching large teapot, the necessary cutlery made of stainless gold, and different assortment of foods that you think Jewish aristocrats with a hint of Britishness.

Lekach (Honey Cake), bagels, cinnamon babka (sweet braided bread), rugelach (chocolate croissant) sufganiot (fried donuts) vareniki (fruit dumplings), and pastrami sandwiches.

“Welcome. I see you brought...guests. Well whatever, pull up a seat and watch where you step. We don’t want any dirt marks on the carpet. “Sitting on one of the five chairs was Tiamat who nonchalantly if not apathetically drinking tea. “..Or don’t. Doesn’t matter, it’s your soul space after all.”

“Wait whu?” Lucky blinks in confusion while Rachel already makes herself comfortable by picking a seat. You brushed it off, awkwardly laughing at the ramifications as you joined both goddesses sitting in the tea room.

“As you probably figure out, the fundamental forces that make up the universe all come from the same source. The godwave that gave birth to countless pantheons and the seven forces of the universe known as Connective and Crisis Energy. All of it much like everything has the opposite to keep it in balance. For every action, there is a reaction. For every force, there is an echo. Yin-Yang, Karma, Good, and Evil, all these concepts and abstracts are all tied together to the duality of reality. They keep each other in check, maintaining balance so one side doesn’t sway to the other and tip the scales.”Shekhina explains articulately, causing the three of you nearly being smothered by the lore dumps.

“In layman’s terms.” Lucky snarks, resulting in Rachel shifting her eye at the abrasive goth. She clearly didn’t want to sit through Shekhina’s lecture for what would seem like forever.
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>>4427077

Coughing in light of the order goddess to step down, all attention soon falls on Tiamat. “What my verbose companion is trying to say is that typically any entity, mortal or immortal generally commands only one part of that spectrum. Rarely you would get an existence capable of handling such a power, and the responsibility that comes along with it. Due to the actions of one many incarnations between us broke those boundaries and produce to us for the first time since Tynan’s retirement an unprecedented phenomenon. And yet it ended up becoming imperative in retrospect.”

“That’s right. Between the Lords of Order and Chaos and their chosen champions, there have been the even rarer arbiter between the two factions. The all-encompassing bridge between order and chaos. The Galactic Angel of Retribution. Or otherwise called Balancers. Although in a thousand years the rolls between both sides have swayed to one faction over the other in the many bestowing of our chosen warrior emissary. But a very rare few, much like the original incarnation of our unity has ever managed to awaken both divine entities inside themselves, much less house their power and force without fracturing.” Shekhina rebounds, placing her hands together while giving coy smile.

“Safe to say you’re a real keeper there Sarena Rosenberger.Especially for one so ordinary and plain like yourself,” Tiamat responds with lighthearted snark, reaching for a knife to butter her bagel.

“Sorry that I’m so plain…” You muttered, taking a bite from the cinnamon babka with a pout. Rachel merely places a hand on your shoulders while Lucky leers at Tiamat. To which she brushed it off with a shrug, continuing to be blunt with the truth instead of using sweet honey-like her antithesis.

“Right...Anyway. What you have in front of you is an opportunity. An offering that most mortals rarely get the chance to receive from the higher power, even less without a trial and/or tribulation. In other words, your purity of heart has earned acknowledgment from both Têmtum (Tehom)and Jehovah(Yahweh)-” Before Shekhina could speak further, Tiamat callously covers the law goddess’s mouth.

“Might want to tone it down there Jen. She doesn’t know our true names and forms. Best not complicate things, Ms. Goddess of many names.”Tiamat points out, wagging her butterknife.
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>>4427081

“...Like you’re one to call the kettle black Téa.” Shekhina mutters, throwing shade while remaining the more polite and courteous of the two. Tiamat merely flips the bird as she literally turns her index finger into a nevermore raven, letting it squawk angrily at Shekhina. Rolling her eyes, Shekhina’s attention turns back to you with a light cough. “Ahem, what I meant to say Tiamat and Shekhina have deemed you worthy to become The Galactic Angel of Retribution. Regardless of circumstances or impending ramifications from your actions, in the end, the final decision was left to us by the lords. And we have chosen to promote you while continuing to co-exist inside your soul. Congratulations.”

Just like that, all three of you ended up with various degrees of shock and bewilderment over the news. Once again you feel rather swept into a neverending spiral as your life feels like a hurricane of adventure/experience. Not only were you housing two primordial entities as their avatar, but it seems that you were promoted from mere vessel to an ethereal hybrid of celestial and abyssal/infernal essence. Judging from what you know so far, you could only gather that this was clearly an ascension into a higher being. With that put on your lap, it’s no wonder why you couldn’t find the words to give a snark remark or a clever retore.

“What exactly is a Galactic Angel of Retribution.?” Rachel asks, stepping in place of you as you look to the two entities for answers. “We know that they’re a bridge between the forces of Order and Chaos, but what exactly are they? What is its purpose?”

Turning to each other, it was Shekhina who steps up to the plate. “A galactic Angel of Retrobution is an emissary and/or harbinger of both the Lords of Order and Chaos. Depending on the current task. As the name balancers simply, it’s their job to govern the existence of those two forces by ensuring balance. A demigod with the cosmic mandate to keep reality stable and the course of existence following its natural flow. As well as a bunch of other tasks and responsibilities including divine retribution towards those who try to throw the balance into chaos and ensure the destruction of all things.”
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>>4427119

“Long story short, they are a cosmic cop for both sides. Regardless of intent or reason, both sides can’t hold a significant effect on the universe. If the scale is off balance then everything will begin to spiral out of control with it worsening the deeper the tip until finally reaching the point of ubiquitously unhesitating everything. To maintain continued existence, the balance must be achieved.”Tiamat simplifies, stabbing deep into her treat before viciously eating at it like some sort of barbarian noble lady.

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense.” Rachel ponders in lieu of this information.

“Yeah, yeah I think we get the picture. But if that’s the case, why aren’t there more of these balancers? Why have an order of chaos and order when they’re essentially the living embodiment of the balancing forces?” Jinx chimes, finishing her tea after previously steaming over in confusion from what was explained so far.

“Because to be a balancer is far heavier to bear than simply playing for a team. It’s easier to sway to one side than be in complete and total unwavering balance. There are those who oversee every little thing. And the fundamental forces such as chaos and order need to be micromanaged. The balancers are those who keep those in line. Thus one has to be especially careful about whom they choose for the task. One must always be willing to accept the duality of all things, no matter how much they wish to against the diving line. The burden isn’t something to take lightly.” Shekhina laments, having a rather bittersweet smile to couple with her serious expression.

Just like that silence once again envelops around the room. Just like the old saying. “With great power comes great responsibility”, and boy you could tell that this was going to be carrying a precedent amount of responsibility to go with all that power. It was only a few hours ago that you were flaunting your stuff and teasing people with your playful antics. Now it seems like you were going to get a major taste of what all teenagers eventually have to come to grips with before adulthood. Even if it wasn’t happening to either of them, Rachel and Lucky still empathize with the looming gravity hovering above you as you reflect on a choice.
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>>4427127

“You probably have a bunch more questions and concerns. Of which that will be answered promptly depending on what they are. And I’m sure that you would probably like some time to think about it before making your choice. But let me remind you that we ARE on the clock. The Lords from both sides aren’t exactly going to wait for you to stop dragging your feet along. Especially with your recent stunts serving as a beacon to the occultic and mystical world your very presence. As well as those connected. So again, it’s for the best if you carefully weigh in your options but be quick about it.” Tiamat bluntly advises as she chose to rip the bandaid rather than let things linger. Earning the stink eyes from just about everyone, even if she has a point.

Shaking your head in response, you softly curl your luscious lips into a reassuring smile. “It’s okay. I already decided of accepting the role of The Galactic Angel of Retribution. I mean it was after all who chose to break the seal and grabbed the grimoire. All the events that happened is a result of my actions. So I can’t exactly run away from the consequences and responsibilities it carries.”

“Besides, if I turn down the offer. Then both of you will have to be ejected back into the book as a countermeasure to protect me from what’s to come right?” You point your fork, questioning the two primordial deities. The looks on their face show that you were right on the mark about it. Denying the offers means severing your ties to both Tiamat and Shekhina, relinquishing the divine form of Sophia/Levia and returning everything connected to them into the book. Only for it to jettison to parts unknown.

“...How peculiar. We didn’t even mention it and already she’s grasping the levity of the situation to this existent.” Shekhina mutters, impressed by your deduction and analytical skills.

A shark tooth smile forms from Tiamat’s face as she folds her arms. “I told you there’s no reason to worry. She may be a plain jane but she isn’t any coward. She won’t waver like the last host, she’s far too stubborn for that.”

“Just like you to show pride to someone who managed to handle your entirety without breaking,” Shekhina observes, shifting her eyes towards you as you reassure your friends about your decision with a smile. “...Though I’m beginning to understand why you chose to humor her and befriend her. Makes me want to do the same.”
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>>4427150


“She’s still wet behind the ears despite her prodigious potential and innate aptitude. If I don’t show her the ropes then who will.” Tiamat snaps back, keeping her smile despite her sharp comment at culture hero deity. “Besides, you haven’t heard the full extent of the stuff she's done. Such as becoming a viral sensation on what the modern mortals call thottery. I can already tell she’ll be an unusual yet entertaining girl. Nothing like those straight-laced boy scouts.”

“Well, I can’t really condone her for modernizing the prayer and worship aspect that oracles perform to help empower and replenish the divine. Without that, most deities lose their presence within the mortal realm and can’t influence it to the extent they desire depending on the depletion. If that’s what today’s people are into then I don’t have any issues. So long as she’s helping others or being informative with it then that’s enough.”

“Feh.” Tiamat clicks her teeth, adverting her eyes at Shekhina’s understanding of wisdom. Once again she was reminded precisely why she didn’t jive with the law goddess. But she wouldn’t let her spoil her fun as she thinks about how to take things to the next level.

Turning your attention from your friends back to the goddesses, you casually raise your hand to alert them from their personal conversation.“However, I like to set up some compensation for accepting this without any fuss. Everyone needs something of that accord to essentially fight for you for however long is necessary. I only have known both of you personally for less than a day. Meanwhile, I’ve used your powers for my own accord, which in turn correspond with making things better for everyone. So from the way I look at it, my job hasn’t really changed. Only the scope has gotten any bigger.”

“Alright, I suppose it’s fair.” Shekhina nods, turning the audio up back to a level where you could hear them.

“To be honest we were expecting you to try and avoid the responsibility or go for twisting our arms just to try and get you to accept before armageddon comes along. The gravity of the situation isn’t exactly loose for such gunho trickery.” Tiamat remarks, giving a genuine google-eyed expression.

“That’s fine and my compensation isn’t unreasonable. I just have two requests.” You say firmly yet politely.

“State your requests for compensation.” Both say in union.
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>>4427158

“First off, I don’t know how powerful this angel is or the full gravity of its responsibilities. But if its anything like Aladdin or The Highlander then you’re going to give me phenomenal Cosmic and/or Mystical energy while bounding me to the role you want me to serve. I don’t have any quorums with accepting that responsibility such great power brings. But you have to know that I’m still new to all of this. So no matter how powerful I am or will be, I don’t think it’ll be wise to send me into the deep end of the metaphorical pool of conflict. I think it’s best if I’m gradually working my way to becoming a True Galatic Angel of Retribution rather than promote me immediately to the position. Seems fairer that way than just trusting a teenager with all that power and responsibility.” You explain, showing signs of being worried about your bashful sincerity. Yet even now those blue eyes of yours radiated with strength.

“That’s not to say I won’t do what I can or help out when needed. Of course, if no other more experienced agent is available, I’ll gladly, even possibly grudgingly step in to do what I can. All I ask is that you work with me and understand me from my position. I am only human. Well, a human that’s about to become a demi-goddess..”

“To be more specific you’re a demihuman on the steady incline to becoming a demi-goddess considering how much exposure to the Pleoma you’ve been carrying in nearly a month. Again, nothing special but still a prodigious abnormality all the same.” Tiamat points out, keeping you from having a big head. Ironic considering that just moments ago Tiamat was bragging about you to Shekhina and being the one who made the pact first thus having a lead on her.

“Putting that aside, we agree wholeheartedly with this request. Though you may become a demi-goddess and thus bestow the powers and blessings that come with being the Galatic Angel of Retribution it doesn’t change the fact that you’re a sixteen and a half-year-old girl. It would be immensely unwise to immediately throw you into the gauntlet without you getting your barrings.” Shekhina smiles.

“Especially given that you have selective immortality at best. Like that caveman that found a cosmic rock all those millions of years ago, or the Amazons from Themyscira. Sufficient enough otherworldly forces such as the supernatural/preternatural, paranormal/spiritual, magical, mystical, cosmic, or specially crafted matter and/or properties tailored against the divine can slay you. Not to mention it’s tied to your willpower, the same goes for your invulnerability and regenerative healing factor. So on the off chance you do die, revival is on the table but again willpower can influence whether if you revive instantly, be reconstructed like reincarnation, or put into a hibernated sleep to repair yourself. And don’t get me started on ethereal shenanigans like soul ripping.”
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>>4427162

“What astute associate is trying to say is that you’re not invincible nor you should overly comfortable with your defensive and regenerative abilities. So try not to be too impulsive and reckless. Revving people is a chore I rather not have to do if I can avoid it, especially frequently.” Tiamat took over upon shoving a lemon cake slice down Shekhina’s gullet, nearly causing her to give herself CPR.

“Anyway, what do you desire for the second?”

“As for the second, I’d like for it if my friends to receive some form of our blessing/powers. Like to emphasis on it being minor though, or at least fewer aspects of our power.” Upon saying those words, everyone just looks at you with the most befuddled expression at your generosity. Well except Tiamat, she on the other hand was laughing in addition to being bemused.

“Um, I don’t see why not but do you mind telling me why you want to do that?” Shekhina wheezed, finally clearing her throat from the lemon cake and regaining most of her composure. But not before pouring boiling fruit tea on the laughing hyena that was Tiamat.

“...Oh, that’s it.” Tiamat curses in between slamming her hands on the table, spitting out some of the tea, and blowing her white silvery-white hair. She was ready to throw some hands at Shekhina who was ready with a more graceful and elegant style.

“Well, if I am going to end up being a demi-goddess and the embodiment of the two goddesses as their warrior emissary and divine avatar then by that account they would be my high priestesses. So it’s only natural for a demi-goddess to bestow blessings onto them. Of course, I don’t want them to have to be bound by balance like myself. “ You explain carefully while holding back your nervousness over the impending sight of two dignified figures about to slug each other like a pair of high school girls having a feud.

Just before the two could throw a simultaneous cross counter punch on one another, they stopped midway to look at each other before looking at you. Taking just long enough to think about the action before giving a good judging look on Rachel and Lucky. Tiamat's eye was on Raven while Shekhina's eyes went on to Lucky. Both girls remain silent as they were off-put by the serious divine gaze that fell upon them. Nothing was hidden from either gaze as they feverously stare at your friends. Once again they turn their attention to each other, silently nodding to one another before turning back to you.

"Yeah sure, whatever." Tiamat shrugged off, returning to her seat and staking another pastry. Leaving her left hand out as she starts manifesting a swirl of black energy.

"If you're willing to handle the responsibility then we'll give you the power bestowal ability. A give and/or take if you would. "Shekhina chimes, swirling her right hand as she holds a cosmic swirl of white energy.

>What do you do after receiving your boon from both Shekhina & Tiamat?

>Write-in
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>>4427186
:Audibly clasp hands together while turning towards your...BFFs? Eh, we'll work our way up to that status.: So! Here's what I'm thinking. I sprang the whole "High priestess" thing on you guys without warning, so you don't really have to go around calling yourselves that, or even accept the role. Hell, you could even choose not to accept the powers I'm willing to share, I'll understand.

But...

I'm offering these out of good will, and trust. Yeah, I know, why trust the girl you just met? But, I'm getting this weird gut feeling that I can actually trust you girls, despite how little we've been together.

What do you girls say?

>Await their reply, and if they accept, give them a down of the powers we have so far, though definitely give Rachel the Light Manipulation power.
>...Ask all of them if there's any restaurants they'd like to go to; because I'm pretty sure we didn't get a chance to eat before having to lay down the Jewish guilt.
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>>4427186
>More responsibilities? Uhm, I think I have more than wnoufh already.
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>>4427865
I think he meant being more or less responsible for handing out and taking our powers as we see fit.
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>>4427294
>...Ask all of them if there's any restaurants they'd like to go to; because I'm pretty sure we didn't get a chance to eat before having to lay down the Jewish guilt.


I don't got a write in but I trust y'all for one
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>>4427294
>>4428587

Right, so it seems like that's all I'm going to get here for write-ins. So I'm gonna get to writing, but while I do that, give me 2d100. One for Rachel and one for Jinx. Your previous die rolls did you a major solid for Galatic Angel of Retribution so even if you fail they'll still be getting something.

Jinx is becoming more like her original comic counterpart aka the Indian incarnation in addition to strengthened/branch out her probability manipulation, essentially being more like the Scarlet Witch they based her off on(e.g. X-men Evolution)

Raven meanwhile is closer to Malchior's White Raven with a new medium/source for her magic and mystic properties with some psionics like her comic counterpart. Just like Jinx.
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Rolled 37, 64 = 101 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 9, 16 = 25 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 97, 46 = 143 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 36, 90 = 126 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 37, 55 = 92 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 62, 37 = 99 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 87, 79 = 166 (2d100)

>>4428732
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Rolled 77, 31 = 108 (2d100)

>>4428732
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>97, 90

Yeah, I think we succeeded. We demigod good.
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>>4428732

Both of the swirling cosmic forces in each of the primordial entity’s dominant hand starts to levitate from their fingertips. Flowing fluidly like a river’s stream, the two dual cosmic forces soon converse around you in an elegant aquatic dance. Circulating around in perfect rotation, the two cosmic forces start conjoining by entering your body. Absorbing the cosmic and mystical essence like a sponge, your body lightly lids up in luminously shiny hue. Almost giving you a rubbery gloss from the vitality flowing abundantly. Slowly looking at your hand you document the strange sensation as you feel...underwhelmed by the process.

“That’s it?” You blink, giving a look of disappointment over the build-up. Sucking your luscious lips into a pouting expression, your eyes avert back to the goddesses. “Not to look at a gifted horsed in the mouth but this...wasn’t exactly what I expected my ascension to go like.”
“Wait for it.” Tiamat lectures. Her butterknife waggling in tempo with her index finger before going back to cutting at the next pastry.

Tilting your head in confusion, a sudden jolt hits you from out of nowhere. Followed by some deep breathing your heart begins to flutter rapidly alongside your heart rate. Feeling you with a balance between warmth and cold, your body starts to pulsate in a flame-like aura. Stimulating the body with a divine pulsation, your muscles and bones start to scurry as it vibrates continuously in oscillation. Breaking into a sweat everything starts to become woosy and shaky, causing you to become lightheaded. As you sit yourself down back on the table, you nearly stumble onto the ground.

Opening your mouth to speak you find the task to be exceptionally strenuous, putting an extraneous load upon your body. Incoherent stuttering and babbling were all that you could muster in between wheezing breaths. Looking at your hand with the other clinching tightly against your chest, your hand starts to contort and warp into a lanky and sallow mess. Soon everything would look like one big rubber house animation complete with a cartoony depiction of those around you. Before you had time to utter one final gasp your entire body illuminates in a bright neutral gray light.

Emerging from the blinding grey light was yourself fully transformed. Transmuting and reconfiguration at lightspeeds you now stood once again in a body that jumped up to your physical and mental prime. Exquisitely voluminous and statuesque to go with the hefty curves, you were clad in full plated golden armor. Although in your opinion it felt more like a bodysuit considering how it acts as a second skin to you. Standing at over nine feet with roughly several tons of densely compressed muscle and bone mass you deeply resemble and embodied a leviathan in human form. Complete with a golden wheel-like halo and/or aureoles that doubled as a chakram.
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>>4429178

Removing your helmet from your head with a push of a button, you promptly sit back on the chair. “Okay, I deserved that….”You muttered, trailing your index finger with your serpentine-like silky wavy silver hair. Tiamat meanwhile could only let out another laugh while Shekhina sighs.

Audibly clapping your hands together, you turn your attention to Rachel and Lucky who was still comprehending what they just witness. “Right. So, before we move onto the next step, let’s address the elephant in the room. Or...Leviathan in this case.”

“Don’t make jokes, I’m still trying to fathom if I’m dreaming or not-yeouch!” Jinx winces upon Rachel pinching her by the side.

“Seems like you’re not dreaming,” Rachel remarks, throwing some sass before blankly turning to you. Ignoring the stink eye that the walking bad luck charm gave in response. “Anyway, let's hear what our...bulky companion has to say before throwing our peanut gallery comments.”

“Right, right. So~ Here's what I'm thinking. I sprang the whole "High priestess" thing on you guys without warning, so you don't really have to go around calling yourselves that, or even accept the role. Hell, you could even choose not to accept the powers I'm willing to share, I'll understand.” You reflect, awkwardly rubbing the back of your head with a nervous laugh.

“But…” You pause, taking a moment to catch your breath and gather your thought before clearly conversing what you want to say. Making sure it comes deep from the heart. “I'm offering these out of goodwill, and trust. Yeah, I know, why trust the girl you just met? But, I'm getting this weird gut feeling that I can actually trust you girls, despite how little we've been together.”

“So, what do you girls say?”
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>>4429181

Looking to each other before staring at you, both Rachel and Lucky brace themselves for their answer with a resounding “Yes from both girls.”

“Really? You mean it.”

“Please don’t make this anymore sentimental than you have to. You told me how valuable accepting your proposition is. I might be many things but I’m not one who doesn’t repair their debts. And from what I’ve seen so far, you can use as much help as you can get tackling whatever these golden girls lass have up their sleeves. And…” Lucky trails off a bit as her face turns from embarrassment. Judging from her expression it’s implied that she was starting to warm up to you in the act of camaraderie.

“Did she just called us golden girls?” Tiamat cocks her eyebrow in a questionable expression.

“Now now, Dorothy, remember to simmer your temper.” Shekhina retorts, drinking her teeth.

“Oh bite me, Rose.” Tiamat snarks, going back to her meal.

Rachel meanwhile lightly coughs, drawing the attention back to her after Lucky previously cuts off. “I feel a familiar kinship with you. When I told you that if you knew who I’m really am then you wouldn’t want me around. You accepted me wholeheartedly without hesitation. Frankly, it’ll be disrespectful to not offer the same level of trust and kindness that you offered me. But more then that, I feel comfortable with you. Like I can be at ease even at the darkest of times. So I’m willing to help you share the burden and responsibilities that come with the job. That is...if you have me.” Rachel meekly says, still showing signs of insecurity but is becoming a little more confident despite being innocent.

Smilingly wide you went for a group hug, fully embracing Rachel and Lucky in a tightly smothering snuggle. Upon making contact the two of them find themselves enveloped in bright white and black light. True to the goddesses words you feel them bequeathing onto them a portion of the insurmountable and ubiquitous that courses throughout every fiber in your entire being. Almost beat for the beat they underwent the same experiences that you underwent but in record time. Though unlike you neither of the goths found themselves grow in mass. As for their signature powers, now that was another story.

Rachel was now donning a hooded snow white cloak, matching white ruffled ankle-boots with blackish-grey soles, and a long-sleeved white leotard with cuffs. Lucky on the other hand don a more witches appearance with a black long-sleeved gothic lolita fit & flare dress, matching leggings, a mini mantle/cloak with lace-up collar, and black platform boots. You had to hand it to the goddesses, they certainly knew how to dress and tailor in style. And from the looks of it, both girls were left reveling in over their new forms, both physically and spiritually. Leaving you to smile sheepishly as you finally let go.
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“Alright, now we’re looking like a proper team. Speaking of which, how about The Bombshells?” You ask, tilting your head while keeping your gitty smile.

“We are NOT calling ourselves The Bombshells,” Lucky interjects with reservations.

Rolling her eyes with a shrug, Rachel merely gave an indifference stance. “Does it really matter what we’re called if we’re STILL gonna be embracing the way of thottery?”

“...Don’t you start.” Jinx snarls.

The two goddesses muse between themselves at your team’s bickering before Shekhina would avert her eyes back on the clock. “I believe that’s enough for now. As much as I’d like to demonstrate and go over the complete changes that each of you have undergone, alas we’ll have to cut this meeting short. So instead, I’ll leave the two of you in good hands as we’re returning you back to the physical realm.”

“Eh, they’ll be fine. All we did was give them the tools and resources, it’ll be up to them to make it work the old fashion way. Frankly, things would be too boring if they started with everything unlocked anyway.” Tiamat retorts, eyes turning back to you. “That said, a certain someone wants to meet with you. Do you want us to send you to them or tell them to fuck off and let you come to them instead?”

>Politely ask them to take a raincheck for tonight and let you go out to the restaurant with your BFFs
>Agree to be sent to the mysterious person’s location with your stuff in tow
>Try to compromise by having them meet you at the restaurant instead
>Fish for information about who is trying to get in contact with you before anything else
>Write-in
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>>4429017

>Demigod Pantheona
>White (Sorceress Supreme) Raven
>Black (Sorceress Supreme) Jinx

Yeah, you demigod good with how potent your team so far. Like one big walking amplifier for those you bestow your power onto, just like Shazam.
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>>4429189
>Politely ask them to take a rain check for tonight and let you go out to the restaurant with your BFFs
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>>4429189
>>Try to compromise by having them meet you at the restaurant instead
>>Fish for information about who is trying to get in contact with you before anything else
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>>4429713
Support
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>>4429189
>Fish for information about who is trying to get in contact with you before anything else

Depending on who it is we might also

>Try to compromise by having them meet you at the restaurant instead
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>>4429713
>>4429852
>>4429922
Okay, so looks like we got our answer. So with that, I'm going to reveal who you're going to be conversing with. This is going to be some real obscure stuff since I'm going with this being 1-2 years before the Justice League becomes a thing. So Diana wouldn't be the next Wonder Woman yet. So I'm going with the original/previous incarnation for this story.

Orana Griffin (Penthesilea), The first wonder woman, the middle child between Hippolyta and Antiope, and daughter of Aries. The same wonder woman that fought the previous incarnation of
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>>4430144

“..More visits. Jeez, I know that you’re undoubtedly popular due to your internet personality and e-thottery, but this level of infatuation is getting ridiculous. “ Lucky comments, growing irritable at the continuous confrontations.

“She’s not wrong you know. While I admit that your scheme of using the modernization of our idolization to try and do good for everyone is a stroke of remarkable ingenuity. It doesn’t change the fact that your presence has become too big to suppress and conceal. And that was before you became the galactic angel of retribution.” Rachel casually remarks, subtly looking at your divine form to notice the golden feathered dragon wings folded behind the wheel-like halo.

“Only those connected to the occult are aware of your identity as Pantheona, Galactic Angel of Retribution. But it isn’t like everyone knows your secret identity/true self as Sarena Rosenberger. That said, you did manage to flaunt rather hard as Stacie Sulman. So if anything, they’ll be more inclined to think your e-girl identity is your public persona/real self. Those who aren’t in the occult will probably write you off as a metahuman with your fight with the snow siblings at best.” Shekhina explains, tapping her fingers together in her attempts to alleviate you of your predicament.

“So congrats, your plain jane life is safe. Even if that internet video of those civilians recording going viral and giving you Stacie persona way more attention than even you desired. Maybe you should quit your job at the pizzeria and make a living as an e-thot in between cape work.” Tiamat bluntly points out, refusing to coddle you like Shekhina.

“Thanks, guys, I get it My lack of foresight made me stupidly dummy thicc. My Pleroma is greatly overabundant, thereby alerting everyone with the clap of my metaphorical buttcheeks. Triggering the surroundings of my presence with each step I take.” You snark, seemingly shutting off your divine transformation, returning to your Stacie Sulman appearance. “Rather than lecture me about things we can’t take back, how about instead we focus on answering some questions about the person that wants to have an audience with me.”

“Well, remember our brief discussions about Themyscira. A unitary sovereign city-state and the archipelagic island. Which is governed by theocracy and its capital city serves as the Amazonians' government. The person in question comes from those paradise islands. In the land of man, she goes by Orana Griffin, but her true name is Penthesilea. She is the fiercest Amazon warrior and the first champion of the Olympian gods. And she is also the one who helped subdue the previous incarnation of the avatar.” Shekhina explains.

Narrowing her eyes sharply, Tiamat d’oh slaps Shekhina’s right shoulder. “Ahem, she slew the avatar. Don’t try to paint it lightly for the child.”
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>>4430317

“Yes, she did kill the avatar but you and I both know there was no going back after falling into madness. The depravity was too great for her to fight off the primordial urges and retain her humanity.” As Shekhina reprimand Tiamat, you sense another fight about to break out between the two. To which you were right as it was all playing out like clockwork. To think that you were going to have these two deities residing in your nogging gave you a weary expression.

Before either goddess could get into an argument, you chose to raise your hand. “Um, do you think you can go back to explaining this Griffin person.”

“Right, sorry. Got a bit distracted there. Ahem, as I was saying she’s a champion of the olympian gods. Each pantheon has its own champion and herald. It takes a lot of power to manifest within the mortal’s world and each passing second in the mortal realm eats a lot of resources without proper conditioning. The more powerful the god or goddess, the stronger the outlet needs to be to handle their entirety. That’s why some gods generally choose alternatives to get around this such as possession/soul binding to create avatars or converting a portion of themselves into a flesh incarnation/clone of themselves. Choosing a champion is one of those methods.”

“Some gods personally keep such people to act as their personal agents rather than sharing their target with their respective colleagues. Either way, how much the divine can empower them with their ethereal essence depends on the strength of the vessel. Rarely you would find a person who can handle the full power of their respective god without escalating adverse effects or burn out from prologue exposure. Orana is such a person like yourself. But that’s what you can expect from the sister of Queen Hippolyta, Lead General of her amazon army.”

“So she must have sensed your awakening and proceeded to leave Themyscira in order to directly confront you.” Rachel theorizes.

“Correct, it took some convincing from us to the embodiment of strength and beauty to stand down and listen to reason. Although, she was right to assume the worse has happened since Solomon’s seal was supposed to keep both Tiamat and me eternally soul bound to the book in eternal slumber.” Shekhina nods. “She’s rather headstrong and impulsive. Like a proud, fierce lion.”

“Ermmm...This is tough. It’s best to settle this as quickly as possible to make sure she doesn’t get the wrong impression on me. I most certainly don’t want to end up like my predecessor. But I really want to just go to a restaurant with my BFFs, grab something to eat, and rest for the trip to Gotham City. “ You ponder, tilting your head as you let yourself get immersed in deep thought.
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“Guess I got no choice. Clearly she’ll just have to come to me in the restaurant rather than teleport to her location.” Turning your eyes towards Rachel and Lucky, you made a cheeky yet sentimental smile at them, clapping your hands together. “That is if you guys want to go grab a bite with me.”

“As much as I just want to sleep, I’ll take the free meal. I’ve hadn’t eaten in about three whole days.” Lucky laments as in between her talks she been scarfing down the Jewish cuisine. But also came to the realization that this was also happening inside the metaphysical plane so what she was eating probably wasn’t real anyway.

Rachel shrugs. “So long as it’s depressive or spooky, it doesn’t matter to me.”

“Great! There you have it. So if you would please, we’d like to go to Red Robins.” You smile, turning to the deities.

With a wave of Shekhina’s magic finger, a bright white light envelops the three of you. The next time you open your eyes, you would see yourself exactly where you wanted to go. Now clad in the same clothing you and your friends were wearing prior to the rendezvous with Tiamat and Shekhina. Much to your relief, it seems that time has resumed as people were moving, completely unaware of what has transpired. If you didn’t know any better you assumed that it was all just one big dream. However, even now you could feel Tiamat and Shekhina residing deep inside yourself in tranquil motion.

As you walk inside and went to register you would see someone beckoning you over. Sitting in a velvet dinner couch was a seven feet redhead woman as her statuesque amazoness physique made her stood out like a sore thumb. Wearing a red corset top, a black leather jacket, matching red biker jeans, a black chain belt, and other punk accessors. You feel the woman meeting exactly what Shekhina described as even her mane was wild in its full wavey volumes. In terms of builds, she was your superior though as Sophia/Levia you are a worthy rival.

“So we meet at last. Honestly, I wasn’t sure if the teleportation spell would’ve worked or not. Zee told me it was safe but I don’t know. I still feel like I’m feeling rather nauseous. Then again, better her than getting sent here by that prick Constantine. I honestly don’t know what she sees in that bumbling buffoon.” Orana smiles, showing sharp canines thus furthering the image of the king of beast aka the lion motif that this mature vixen carries.

>Politely greet yourself to Orana as you try to make a good first impression
>Confront Orana on why she was summoned and her motives
>Assert dominance with your e-thottery as you play to your strengths
>Stay on the defenses and affirm to Orana your new position as Galatic Angel of Retrobution as intimidation
>Let your friends do the talking while you stuff your face
>Ask Orana how she knows Zatanna and where is she now
>Write-in
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>>4430144
Hold on doesn't she died and isn't she the second wonder woman?
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>>4430320
>Politely greet yourself to Orana as you try to make a good first impression

No need to go off firing the metaphorical hellfire and brimstone yet; besides, it pays to be polite and courteous, at least initially.
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>>4430339
In the old comics yes. But for consistency sake, I can't have Diana be the one who slew the predecessor (even if Superman the Animated Series already fucked the timeline from a story narrative by mentioning WW) and using Artemis for the job is its own bag of worms. So I improvised. Besides, it's criminal out of the four sisters that Penthesilea is practically non-existent.
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>>4430320
>Politely greet yourself to Orana as you try to make a good first impression
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