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- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy of all kinds★★!! Here's a list: modern/urban, magic and swords, otherworldly/fish out of water, faeries and unicorns, sometimes dark, sometimes superhero-ish, sometimes mixed with sci-fi. The Boo Girlie's always down for weird, wild or whimsical! Yayuh!! :3 Oh! And Sky Pirates too~~!!
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'Ami' - Amina Angelina Askinas
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Of course her Arcana blast did nothing; as was expected. Yet also as expected, she had its attention now and so the toastinator focussed in on she, Purr and Ty. Launched like a rocket, the metal monstrous form ran head on, set for a disastrous collision course with them. It was a game of chicken she knew they would lose, but a game she would never let any see to its conclusion.
<<Go get ‘em, Ty-ty…!>> Amina leapt off the bike and in mid-air, she shifted to her little witch-chrome-winged pixie form. Her brand new uniform, she slid out of and revealed her leafy green sundress. Goggles slid down over her big golden eyes and focussed in at the motion at hand. The toastinator had leapt up and over Purr which saved Amina from launching a portal for Ty and her motorbike. But it was the next act of the magical golem that she had been anticipating. When the toastinator fired its cannon, Amina launched her Back Atcha tactic. The toastinator's heat wave cannon would shoot into a portal opened up directly at its back, hopefully sending it flying, or better yet making itself a brand new opening from between its shoulders blades and out its chest.
A tremendous shriek sounded out as soon as the pipes burst. Amina could not help but smile as Lil directed water to whoosh away at the Toastinator and instantly afterwards hopefully it would be encased in ice. She could only hope that her teammates, Lil and Wil would make that crucial shot into the magic golems opening in its face cannon. The tiny Faewayer had to concentrate on getting Ty off of Purr. Amina managed to catch a ‘whiff’ of what Ty had seen in his mind’s eye and it truly was worrisome. Tiresias seemed out of sorts now, and, as automated as Purr was, if he pulled on the bars the wrong way, or pulled the brake too suddenly, the magical skeleton would go flying into the wall at over 150kph.
With quick whip-like motion of her arm, she teleported herself over to where Ty was as he struggled to keep his wits about him. <<Easy, easy, Ty-Ty…! It’s Ami, k? I’mma take over control of the bike okay…! You did fine and you just fine, bruh…!>>
With expert timing and ease, Amina shifted back into her tall, sinewy Elf form and landed on the seat right up close behind Ty. Her leafy green dress had reformed into a few leafy pieces of fabric almost making her nude form modest. Almost. One large leafy fabric covered just enough of each of Ami’s boobs just like adhesive bras for strapless dresses would. The equivalent of a g-string covered her bottom lady parts. The silvery headed woman had done glam modelling before so she was okay with being so exposed… hopefully Ty was okay with it too.
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<<There we go… it’s cool, Ty. I gotcha… all under control now…>> she tried to sound calm but she could feel him struggling against whatever this power was. She would not admit it right away but she totes felt like they were in over their heads against whoever orchestrated this attack. Ty was pretty skilled with his Psychic Font and if someone could put a hurt on her teammate, then they had to be uber power mastery Psychic Font levels.
<<Ty..! Bruh, tell me now. No fumbling. Tell Ami: How bad is it for you; you still good to go...?! Wil! Lil! What’s good…?! Full tactical Withdrawal or full on to Victory!?>>
Amina hoped they all remembered their roles and duties should a full tactical withdrawal be called. But as much as she loathed to admit they were simply outclassed, Amina still wanted to kick, bite and claw away at this toastinator. No one comes bustin’ into their house and messes with them on their own turf... No one. And apparently Purr agreed. Both cannons re-emerged from the arcano-tech beast. Arcanic Font energy swirled just above the nearly-nude Elven form of Amina as they roared on back into the fray.
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