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Post by Voila on Feb 19, 2023 22:59:56 GMT -6
She was dressed in her new clothes which were like a uniform. Now she was just on food prep for now but she already noticed the variety of meats and produce on her tour from being rescued. She was familiar with Heeter dishes and customs as well as many other cultures. She was going to be a cook in her past life and that was her starting off learning how to cook before being sent to wherever she was being sold to. They had spoken simply sending her to the battlefield to feed soldiers so she wasn’t in line to get sold quick. However that didn’t last either when she too was broken of the shackles in mer mind. Before she knew it however she was following others to what felt like safety and on a ship which she would remain with other newly freed Majin.
Majin newly freed didn’t have orders so they had to choose what they could do. Some kept to what they were taught and some had chose to learn new things. She stayed where she was taught and strayed from that when extra hands were needed. Not many knew how to run everything on the ship and eventually it stopped working.
There was not just one race on this ship but their captain was for sure. Even so each race had their tastes and going through that keeping in mind allergies and supplies their had to be middle ground. She was learning this.
She smiled entering the kitchen and began to set to work. She washed her hands and her tendrils before so king each appendage in food safe gloves and socks. She held a knife which came from the ship she was on. It was standard issue quality metal for a military ship. And it’s been kept clean and sharp thanks to her. She prayed to keep it for it was the last of her first memories other than the clothes she was given upon birth. She didn’t know much about her past life. From realizing she had been born to receiving her freedom it was all a blur and most of what she knew was simply… existing on a ship and feeding her other people.
She said few words even amongst her kind there was not much conversation. It was easy to follow orders given so she did anything that was asked of her in the kitchen and she did it with skill.
However when you’re bored on a ship for twenty years pranks became a thing. The Majin experienced a bit of joy and play and that was a happy day which would be spoken about for weeks. It was forms of triumph and creativity.
She saw some chili’s in stock and she was remembering when she had tried a prank by making some sweets with these but they turned out to be a favorite. She wasn’t going to make bad food but imagine making something sweet and getting a rise in spicy as well. Apparently that wasn’t a good prank because it was just new and apparently very good.
This made her smile. Maybe she’ll get the chance to make them for this crew.
She was peeling chopping and slicing all the needed items and the breakfast rush started and she was trying to get faster as demanded. She began to really focus and focus… and focus.
With her ring the trays flew over head where they needed to go at the drop of the hat and she was getting faster. Every time she finished. A set a few tendrils on her hear reached the next call out and her power within surged on instinct! She had enhanced her hearing and her speed on accident she was so in the zone that when it went quiet she froze a moment before blinking out of it. There was some of the crew watching her as she was new and she was practically a demon in the preparations.
“Good work Voila…” and there was some claps and nods in approval. “We can prepare the lunch course after clean up and inventory.” They said handing her a bowl of what they made with her preparation and she went to the main mess hall with some others to eat.
She sat near them and looked at her hands feeling the tingling in her fingers of the Majin magic she was growing more familiarized with. She didn’t that a time or two before but every thing was so casual on the Majin ship she hadn’t really needed to bring it out.
Never too late I guess.
((Voila magically empowered her senses and focus to detect faster speeds and the smallest details she sped her body and mind to process this information much faster to handle tight situations)) Basic Magic - Basic Magic is a different force in the world and this skill takes three training posts in a row to learn. Basic Magic gives the user the ability to use Magic Items and use Magic abilities instead of Ki abilities. (Crystal Ball's, Bancho Fan, Power Pole. Abilities like healing energy, transmutation and teleportation.)
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Post by Voila on Feb 21, 2023 10:40:46 GMT -6
She was exploring the ship a bit and sort of nodded contently as people passed and locked eyes with the new face. Amongst the previous ship, with her own kind. Most hardly knew themselves anymore than they knew each other. Not much was said other than what was needed. She wouldn’t have much experience making casual or small talk.
Just acknowledgement and pass on because she means no harm and has no business with passive existences. However she saw prank opportunities and yet she was not so familiar with them to try that kind of game.
She might grin imagining it though. Tapping someone on the opposite shoulder making them look at nothing and be puzzled. Joy.
Making them look at something silly or non-existent. Priceless.
Sneaking up and startling a crew member with varying degrees of methods and startles. Fun.
She kind of missed her other kin. But even if their ship was no longer in use she was enjoying space. And traveling to meet the universe and all its spoils sounded like a blast.
Her previous ship all said their goodbyes and prayers that we’d cross paths but suppose that was truly all she knew after their escape. It was just time for everyone to discover who they were. Voila included.
Suppose she could commute with the rest of the crew. Join them in daily activities and chores to help make the days go by. So out of uniform and in her regular Majin garbs of billowing pants curved pointed shoes and a top that simply held in her chest. She simply bubbled out of the rest of it naturally and casually.
She swear she could loose a pound then eat a grape and gain twenty. She’d end up the size of a moon to orbit a planet if she didn’t do her own exercises. She remembers having to do them with the start of her life and a daily routine that kept her in top shelf shape instead of being the shelf.
She wasn’t worried about her size because she wanted to be thinner. She wanted to be of use to her new ship. Supposedly some mindsets were still in a slaves point of view.
So she would exercise in the same space with the others aboard.
She would stretch and roll on some Mats and contort effortlessly like majin do. Even on if her shape is still rubbery levels of flexible. Her foot came back and up and touched the back of her shoulder for her hand to grip and lean forward standing on the other and balance with a hand out. Standing calm and still in a perfect form. She would repeat switching sides.
Various other complex yoga sequences that unpracticed bodies would struggle with she had no issue despite her volume.
After getting good and limber she warmed up her energies and began to see them with her eyes closed. It was like the blood in her veins and seeped into every cell of her existence. She as made with Magic and it was easy to tap into it and draw it into her from around.
She would begin to call to it. Her will was like moving an arm or a finger to its response. And in her hands some of this energy gathered before shooting it up and popping a bright light very loudly.
There was looks of startling and awe at what she had done. And she giggled a bit loudly even with her hands covering her mouth amused by the expressions.
She made a quick apology and would continue quietly with some slight cardio.
((Part two of three in basic magic as Voila wishes to connect with her new crew she is involving herself to be more expressive and inviting with a display of harmless magic light and share with them her own form of friendly affections with small pranks.))
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Post by Voila on Feb 28, 2023 16:13:22 GMT -6
one reason or another she was doing clean up by herself and there were some big jobs to complete. She did some calculations and pondered her time which it would take to complete each task based on her previous experience between squeezing all of it in time for Dinner.
Being real… she wasn’t going to complete it all. She had started working on the hyper focus from her first rush but she can’t keep that up. The rest of the day she was sluggish and she wanted to save it for the dinner rush. She grunted discontent with her current situation. They were ok with her skipping a few corners but cleaning everything was an absolute must. In preparation, cleaning was probably the more important thing. No smudgy corners.
She made up her mind and would take a few minutes to think of a quick spell. To summon some friends.
She smiled determined. She was counting every second but she felt his would pay off.
She thought of something to multiply with simple minds and obedience. Her hands came together and she thought about a fruit from her recent trip to Earth. It was a bunch of purple small fruits on one stem… Grapes? Maybe that was too many. She needed to be smart about this.
Cherries were another. Two helpers should be enough. Her hands came forth and began to circle to shape their forms. Her magic brought forth the power and her will manifested. And she would give the swirling magic a wide birth before giving it a hug to close the deal and in a puff two basketball sized Cherries with hands on their stems and opening eyes would look at her and imprint.
She smiled happily. “Hello, I need your help.”
They looked at each other and seemed to confirm her will and bounced from her arms to pick up a mop and a broom but they struggled and the broom faltered before landing on both of them popping them from existence.
She frowned realizing they were not strong enough to lift or sustain much effort. She would need to work on that.
However just then she witnessed at least one other finally coming to help her with the chores. She sighed in relief as they gave their reason for them being late. She didn’t mind she was just happy things were going to be better in progress.
((Part three magic basics))
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Post by Voila on Mar 10, 2023 21:31:15 GMT -6
Voila felt a change inner magic and it tingled her fingertips and toes until she giggled from time to time as she got used to the new sensation.
Now Majin bodies are very limber of course, even her own endowments don’t get in the way of that. She wondered what she can do with the abundance of growing majin magic inside of her. She was getting funny looks for giggling to herself.
So yes a need to express some of her growth, she had a thought. When things broke on the outside of the ship it was not terribly uncommon for a few Majins to venture out into space to briefly fix the issue. They never simply docked anywhere and if they did it wasn’t for long. The group as a whole was rather afraid of being recaptured and severely punished. Accidents happened from time to time. And Voila was one of the first to manipulate her body to better move in such a dangerous environment. She grew Fins on her feet and swam in space to save a Buu who was in a speedy spiral after some debris knocked him off the ships haul.
She had a lot to work with since then actually. She would stand and surge to activate it which was as easy as breathing or blinking to everyone else. Immediately sending it up and out of her head she shaped her tendrils; taller, longer, and stronger she bent her knees under their weight for better support and rested her arms feeling their weight she glanced to the side and saw a thin framed Voila in a near by reflection.
She was a bit startled and blinked rapidly making a grunt of discontent. And through the biggest eyes that seemed a bit more offset from the center of her face the colored iris dilated at the increasing exposure. Speaking of exposure her Majin garbs seemed to hang loose or nearly fall off. She, in a quick reflex, grabbed the waist of her billowing pants and held onto them for the moment.
And behind her was a carts worth of tendrils pulsing with power. She began to move them with much more mobility than she had in the rest of her body. And she would swing them at a punching bag beside her. With some paps and grips she would see the bag offer little resistance. She wrapped the bag with them and felt their grip hug it tight before letting go.
She switched the flow of the magic to come back into her center and drive it thereafter into her arms which didn’t give it time to take her back to her usual evened out mass but her hands began to increase in size. And before long she had hands the size of a. Recliner with each finger being the size of an arm and a thumb the size of a leg.
She was a bit more prepared for the distribution of this one and reinforced it with some of her regular body so it wasn’t as a much as what she gave her hair. She could lift these mittens with some effort and they overlapped each other wrapping the punching bag. She gave it a squeeze. Opened her palms which were the size of a table and patted the bag to toss back and forth between the slappers. Her magic retreated satisfied with her ability.
She felt the tingles calm down a bit and decided to stop that for the moment. The dinner rush would take care of the rest here after.
((Voila is looking to achieve full body mastery. With her magic she can shape and distribute her current self to accomplish various different needs. Some examples include but are not exclusive to…
-octopus(hair) body is left vulnerable for the added reach and strength to her tails on her head -goldfish(feet) passes through dense space by adding strength to her bottom half -Crabs(hands) two major hands for added surface area for added strength Whale shark(mouth/belly) hollowing out her insides to contain anything that enters her mouth -puffer(full body puff) blowing up her insides with space or what not to contain and defend. -whale shark(mouth and insides) stretching her mouth to equate near the width of her shoulders to swallow and contain massive objects.
… all uses for this ability use her base PL +15%))
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Post by Voila on Mar 14, 2023 17:25:13 GMT -6
She was a conjured being and knowing this she felt the magic to conjure was going to be a healthy bit of progression for her.
She considers what she’ll summon next. The cherries were a fun few friends she wanted to really give fruition and life for her to call upon when she was alone again. She thought of a few beings which might be like that.
She was stocking the pantry and some spaces were high and other items were heavy. She considers all the extra hands she might could use when she did these jobs by herself and it grew inspirational.
She summoned the cherry bombs again and they did one task and poofed again.
Later She summoned a long dried noodle to support something immediately falling and it went poof to where she summoned a large marshmallow bed to catch the item before it fell and shattered.
That one held it shape with strain enough as she concentrated it’s form long enough to grab it and have that disappear in a puff too.
Those three summons in a thirty minute period made her feel that fatigue. She leaned back and took a second. The concentration she needed to accomplish for this was a tough nut to crack. Now she was hungry… maybe that was why she had all the food inspired summons.
Voila starts: (1/3) Real Magic - Real magic like Basic Magic takes three training posts in a row to learn. Real Magic gives you access to using Magic abilities instead of Ki abilities bypassing Ki defenses, but acting like Ki. Magic is based on life and death energy, and illusions allowing you to use healing spells without any power level loss, and death/damage spells for offense.
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Post by Voila on Mar 27, 2023 20:49:25 GMT -6
She scratched between two head tails as she pondered why her summons were not sticking to more than one task. The magic was too thin maybe? They still could prove useful she supposed. She nodded and decided to pull some pranks. She brought forth her some friends who giggled and squeaked to life they were a rolling dizzy citrus, a vibrant giggly root with a rotating copter of greens, and a bouncing hyper allium.
She knew if they were to do anything they’d poof out of existence but… running around and making funny faces on this hour of break time might be fun to see everyone’s face.
When she told them what to do they were as giddy as she mimicking her feelings.
They were off and they started dancing and bouncing on the tables careful not to be inconsiderate to others space but they made faces and brightened the crew some looked a bit scared and others a bit amused.
A crew mate tried to catch one and it poofed in his grip. It was then that they figured out what was going on and they were looking around trying to figure out who it was. The helicopter root hovered overhead and it became a game for some to try and catch it while the hyper green was making faces that mirrored the crew mates which got a laugh at its impressions mimicking their friends. Someone with some careful timing finally caught the flying root and it poofed in the mates grasp. It was met with victory whoops and cheers for him.
In a short time later the spell wore off for on the green and it poofed from existence with a bow and of showmanship. Proud it did its duty and their was a lively conversation through the lunch hour about it. And she watched with glee from the counter where she was serving. Her face practically glowed with joy.
Voila starts: (2/3) Real Magic - Real magic like Basic Magic takes three training posts in a row to learn. Real Magic gives you access to using Magic abilities instead of Ki abilities bypassing Ki defenses, but acting like Ki. Magic is based on life and death energy, and illusions allowing you to use healing spells without any power level loss, and death/damage spells for offense.
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Post by Voila on Mar 29, 2023 19:42:47 GMT -6
She had been working on this same thing for a bit and she was getting good at it. The illusions were staying longer as long as they didn’t bump or hit anything. Any amount of force they underwent would pop them as if they were a soap bubble. She experimented with them as far as what instructions she could give really it was all about getting herself used to letting them mimic her will. The same as if she was moving a hand and walking. They didn’t seem to have any personality other than that.
She really should try and make friends with others in the crew rather. She was honestly a very social majin and got lonely kind of quickly. There were a majin and maybe two she could consider being mates with already here.
She just kind of waited to be included. She knew she was new to everyone and as a majin she was not sure if she should go with her original conditioning or if she should make the bold initiative to say hello to some of the others. Amongst other majins this would be an easy choice but to the rest it almost felt like she was overstepping her boundaries.
That thought truly was invasive and deep seeded from her makers original purpose. To come when called but otherwise keep to her self and do her job. If the job was done then it was to stay until next order is given.
She realized she wasn’t in that life anymore. And she hasn’t been in that life for twenty years. She may have loyalties but the are loyalties she chose. And so she should become a good part of it.
She was hardly paying attention while carrying a cart of expensive spice. One that was not hard to come by but it is hard to produce if anything. She would bump into a door frame and near tumble when in the moment she needed someone to catch her she was enveloped in a puff of magic and around her was a strong set of arms which helped her to gain balance. She looked to the person to thank them, not quite grasping what she did in the instinct of the moment.
But she was met with an orange root with multiple limbs and while having a bulbous head a sprout of leaf standing high at the top it’s head. She realized it was one of her creations and a massive one too with an oddly appealing face and a glint of proud heroism in its eye. It smiled bowed and poofed from existence.
Now none of those things were something she told it to do. And it was taller than her. She opened her eyes wider to the point others could see her scalera peach ringed orbs through a wider slit over puffy cheeks. She was stunned and realized she could have the potential somewhere in her to keep going down this path.
Voila starts: (3/3) Real Magic - Real magic like Basic Magic takes three training posts in a row to learn. Real Magic gives you access to using Magic abilities instead of Ki abilities bypassing Ki defenses, but acting like Ki. Magic is based on life and death energy, and illusions allowing you to use healing spells without any power level loss, and death/damage spells for offense.
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Post by Voila on Apr 9, 2023 20:38:16 GMT -6
She began to utilize her physical strength. She distributed her mass to her head and into her eight tails that decorated them giving them full range of motion and her independent control of each on. She would take a firm stance and start to whip the tips at a punching bag like a twisted damp towel. She didn’t use her hands or her feet except to balance her top heavy mass and to hold her pants up as she tightened the sash to keep them from falling.
She was thin bodied in this form and her eyes which bulged from their sockets slightly and as they were set wide on her face she could roll them around and back to see a wider peripheral than most. Many natural species prey had similar features like this for added survival. Was she made to be prayed upon or was it an accident in her make?
Or was she made to survive?
She would beat the punching bag in faster strokes and it popped loudly with each flick of her tail ends a sweat formed on her brow and shoulders as steam began to rise from the holes in her skin.
She realized the gap in this form and adjusted to hone the he support to her neck and back to get a better stance. She would better remember this shape as it would come in handy. Her will to survive was going to be strong and her life may have been made but she owned it thanks to the Majin which woke them. She felt if that one could win and grow like that and gain strength to free the minds of all Majin then it was within them all. So without the control of the makers she was her own and this was her body. Unmarked by the masters and undone were the chains of which she was born with.
What her purpose was didn’t matter because she would find her own.
Physical Specialist - By specializing in Physical abilities, all your attacks without Ki are increase by 1%. However, you can't take any other specialty.
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Post by Voila on Apr 18, 2023 6:26:39 GMT -6
Well it was found out Voila began to entertain the crew with occasional dancing food as do net service ran. Her pranks began to become frequent and friendly with the other mates. She grew increasingly noticed and it inspired her to try and go bigger.
She was on break today when she mustered up some larger amounts of magical energy. She concentrated on an image and closed her eyes. The sip of her drink brought back a thought she would try and recreate. The drink was a floral juice made from crisp and soft flavors.
She would summon full illusions in the mess hall today with this in mind. She reached into her memory and would pull out from places she had recently visited. The colors were vibrant and the sounds were clear. In a puff of smoke and a peachy scented air filled the room with a vibrant green and flowering field. Something you didn’t see much in deep space travel. There was warm sunlight and a cool breeze the grass would tickled the knees of the Sailors as they walked. The trees sprouted in the middle of the tables and offered shade from the Sunny rays.
Now she was missing true to life smells for she had not been able to have that attribute so the scent everyone had that filled the room was just that of her magic and her aura. If there was any handicap which could break the reality of the image she made it was that. She felt it was a change of pace and she wanted it to be quite the mood booster.
Voila learns: Basic illusion magics: in affecting others physically an illusion would be cast to trick the eyes and tease the senses. It would feel real, look real, taste real, and sound real. But Voila unable to have a sense of smell those surrounded by the illusion will detect a hint of peaches in the air. Nothing in the illusion can harm the afflicted but getting out of it will need to prove a strength of will to over power and blow it away or cause voila to be knocked out or lose concentration.
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Post by Voila on Apr 25, 2023 7:36:12 GMT -6
Voila had plenty of skill which would involve her enjoyment of cooking. She was learning a lot about her own capabilities but still spent much of her time in the kitchen. Each head tail covered in a disposable sleeve. Sleeves rolled to her elbows in her uniform and a tasting cup in one hand with another on a spatula in a saucy skillet.
There was still training to be done with learning the areas in the kitchen. She was also still learning to cook in general. When you are told what to do in exact order things come out better. There was Mortal error now, but with Mortal error comes creativity. The way the masters do it is by trial and error and she was trying not to separate the ingredients she had to meld the flavors and that took a constant and slow process of stirring with gentle movement. Agitating the concoction will separate the oils from the creams and this was not what this comforting dish needed. She needed to slowly raise the temperature while she stirred to get it thick and let it combine.
She imagined a dish like this was for a special occasion. Maybe it was tradition bound? Frankly she didn’t know much about it. The found it amongst a list of old recipes which are now used for times like this as she practiced. These in particularly were full of odd techniques, tricky instructions, or odd ingredients. Maybe these things were popular once upon a time but now they were out of fashion or maybe it was harder to come by the items they required.
Her spoon slid across the bottom of the pan to check the viscosity. The slower it closes the view of the bottom of the sauce pan the thicker it was and we ended a slower moving thicker sauce.
She turned up the heat just a few notches and she slowed her pace on the circular motion of her spoon.
As it’s been mentioned this was a sauce and unlike a soup it has to be a topping on a plate or bowl of other ingredients. And behind her sat resting a crusty bread which will have a pillowy texture inside. Artfully it was topped with greens and as well as some fermented fruit that would tingle the taste buds and cut through the richness of everything else. The compliment to this sauce was a thick portion of game. The consistency of this particular protein was usually rather subtle veins of fat with dense muscle. It had a good char and mild gamy flavor. It needed this mellow creamy sauce to fill the palette and combat the leanness of it.
Yes she must have understood that this was a special occasion recipe. None of these ingredients were expensive but they had techniques which were practiced and honed for generations. It was made to put grown men in food comas and it was certainly made to fill the stomach until it forgot the meaning of starvation. And even better she could understand the celebration of hope and happiness of the people who would indulge in this plate.
She dragged the spoon across the bottom of the sauce pan once more. The consistency became apparent and accurately described. She spooned a bit and tilted the edge of the spoon to the sauce bowl in her hand before bringing that to her lips and taste testing the flavor.
Not a second was wasted as the pan went to the plate and poured over the protein and down it oozes over the vegetables and seeped to begin soaking the biscuit underneath it all.
That was a success.
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Post by Voila on May 2, 2023 18:23:03 GMT -6
There was a major storm they weathered through and the crew was absolutely fatigued. They, in the kitchen, were too for many hands had to go and lend a hand. Voila would be called to manage the situation on medical staff to organize and hand out anything they needed.
When on her previous ship she helped occasionally with just about anything but the engines. The inner workings of this ship being a different make and type sort of had her lost. To better be of use she was moved to a more general position which was fine.
Chemistry was not far off from cooking and bandages were not far off from dressing and wrapping. She had a firm grasp on how to treat and treat bandages and stitch cuts and mix medicinal treatments to ease pain. Following directions and working swiftly she would be able to keep up. After they passed the storm she was put to work on patching up the damage after they made port to collect and resupply.
That was all work to be better explained another time. Things were calm and everyone was tired and hungry. She was on prep duty and she took extra care on the recipe she was mixing. She would have a massive bowl under an industrial mixer and she poured in the ingredients with absolute calculations measured.
She set the settings and the bowl would do its magic her hands went to the side of the bowl to hold it steady and watch a moment were even she Began to nodding.
She shook her head to stay awake and she reached into herself to bring forth a boost of magic to wake her but she felt it boost her and escape her body just as quickly. She opened her eyes and blinked seeing a bit of sparkling magic work its way into the dough mix and her eyes went wide.
She looked around to see if anyone noticed before taking a spoon scooped a small dip to taste the batter.
What she did wasn’t dangerous. What she did left a tingle on her taste buds and lightened the weight her eye lids felt. She didn’t want to waste so much batter so maybe it was alright.
Within a couple of hours that batch of breakfast muffins would be baked, topped, and distributed amongst the crew. Many would speak as if they were ready to keep going a while longer and work got done at a regular pace.
It didn’t escape her notice. This time was an accident but maybe in her own time she’ll have use of an ability like that. Certainly she won’t subject her crew to questionable cooking practices like that on a regular. She felt quite guilty that it went this far.
Voila wants to learn: -Bakers Dozen: Voila makes food items which give the consumer a 15% power boost with the spell she cast upon them. The boost lasts 4 posts.
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Post by Voila on May 8, 2023 23:11:29 GMT -6
Voila had a late night craving. She occasionally experienced a bit of hunger in the later hours of the night but it’s not like it was wholly appropriate to go in the kitchen and take food when people wanted. She would think about how to remedy this later.
She would be up and around anyway she decided to make a trip to the cargo storage. Inside was her escape pod which was going to be scrapped in the next couple of stops. She had no connection to it. But she had a visit recently by a funny creature with great magic. It told her not all of her companions on her previous ship made it safely to the planet. Like she it was knocked into the abyss of space.
She worried for this companion.
She opened the hatch and would sit in the chair. Oh goodness the fit was tighter than she remembered. Maybe the size she was would become too cumbersome if it continued to progress. This annoyed her but she pressed some buttons and brought up the tracking radar. All pods came with a tracker which would be a good way to see if any near by pods were close upon evacuation. She would see it blip on and showcase a few signals pointing the direction many many distant clicks away. One she noted was separated from the rest. So she used some basic navigation and math and she would understand the other pods landed on the planet they aimed for but this other one that was straying off would be her lost companion.
How could she go and chase after this rogue pod? She pondered since she didn’t have a ship and it was not likely that the captain and crew would decide to go off course to get this missing majin. She was used to others not thinking it’s that significant.
She pondered deeply.
She would decide after a moment.
Removing the tracker radar from the dashboard of the pod she would slip that into her pocket and she would try to ask for a conference with the captain and her close hands.
*Voila wants to obtain a radar tracker for the Pods which would read the signal from the Ship she and her previous crew jettisoned from.
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Post by Voila on May 15, 2023 23:30:57 GMT -6
She decided to try summoning something else to help her out. She had some personal stash of ingredients and she was having one of those late night cravings again. She was feeling rather hungry more often and it might have to do with the calories she is burning. She was given extra responsibilities in the kitchen and on the ship in general so she would look to keeping up with the rest.
In a way the Kid gloves have come off and she was going to refuse putting them back on and share the load the rest of the ship had to carry. She cleaned more took extra shifts organized and even PLANNED some dinner courses. She was given a day o what to make on certain days and that put the brightest pink in her peachy cheeks.
She would be thrilled all the way down to her gooey center. She would feel this and summoned her magic to bring forth an element of Fire. Her ignited spirit would be the emotion that would bring this source of energy and heat in a flickering light to ignite in her palms. She held some puffed and fluffy confectionery to it and it burned toasty and warm. With its own gooey center. She was pleased with herself and snacked on some of those for a few minutes before putting the fire out and getting back into her bed until the next shift.
Voila wants to learn: Elemental conjuring of Fire; heated air and a spark of energy igniting in Voila’s control will equal her power level +10%
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Post by Voila on May 22, 2023 23:26:17 GMT -6
She would prepare herself for a faster pace with the new responsibilities she’s been given. She had been using a form which heightened herself to a firmer and faster state of mind she decided to solidify that and advance it into herself.
Today she was working on a task which would require a faster pace since she was short on time and man power. Unlike an instance she had to deal with before she didn’t try to summon helping hands. She decided there was no way around it but to do it herself. She had to clean the mess hall and still prep for the dinner rush.
Her magic tickled her insides and warmly spread over her body. She began to feel warm and it became a pulse. She took off her uniform top and rolled up her pants tucking the baggy pants into the waist. She was wrapped in a bandeau and had her majin stone on her neck torque.
As she pulsed she used a sliver of her body mastery and moved her magic to send waved into her limbs. Her magic would send wave after wave of heightened awareness and physical strength. She even began to kind of huff and out he holes in her body exhaled some warm exhaust.
It was like she was breathing as she built momentum of her magic. When it got to the point she started to sound like a beating heart about to rupture, she would move to take off and she did it swiftly with the momentum she needed. The awareness of her heightened thought for every speck of dirt. Covered every inch with the cleaning solution with machine levels of mastery and accuracy.
Coincidentally the hot air pumping out of her almost dried the floor behind her and she proceeded to continue that pace with mop in hand and sponge there after of the higher surfaces.
She was done in the fraction of the time and she did it even faster than when she did it while she was working on prep in the kitchen.
She slowed to a stop as her magic calmed down and relaxed her form. The bottoms of her pants which she had tucked into her waist slipped to her feet. Her pants were of the Majin and they fit to her nearly no matter how she would stretch or… shrink.
The bandeau however was a purchase of her own funds and it was about to fall from her. She wondered if maybe she wore it out from all the movement she put it through but it still felt firm to the touch.
So the only explanation was that she got smaller and the rumbling she heard from her middle may have confirmed she burned off some amount of energy and calories.
Voila wants to learn: Overtime: Voila magically empowered her senses focus and the physical ability to detect faster speeds and the smallest details she sped her body and mind to process this information much faster to handle tight situations. It clocks her body into a hyper active mode and she burns out after a short time of use. Increases her PL +40% for 5 posts and she falls into becoming a thinned out and weakened state of hunger where none of her output will be over 10%
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Post by Voila on May 29, 2023 23:00:22 GMT -6
She was going to bring forth an idea and it was based on a previous skill she learned for herself. Her total body mastery was going to be very versatile and here was why…
In a way she would consider a conversation she had with a new friend and the thought of condensing her body would come to fruition. So she would do just that.
Little by little she brought every magical fiber of her being closer and tighter together to her main structure. It wasn’t like she was solid in any aspect but maybe this was a way she could become as solid as possible. As her Majin garbs shaped with her she was going from being round to sharpened. She formed definition to the flow her body moved. She became chiseled and very firm. Everything flattened and formed densely. She was hardly different from a masculine Majin now.
She made a couple of poses and giggled at the ridiculous way she felt in this very flexed form.
She would then do the opposite.
And everything relaxed and she became really formless in almost about as much time as it took to condense it. And she rounded out on the floor seemingly with nothing but her face showing any kind of feature resembling humanoid. It would be kind of what happened with Bubble gum. She giggled again and rolled herself around in her room like a pink ball before coming to the edge of her bed and returning to normal and grabbing a book to begin reading on some cookbook she acquired.
*voila testing the limits of her current ability total body mastery. Nothing new but and expansion on the form which have similar effects to the other forms.
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