07-23-2018, 02:10 PM
Rage was nothing new for Dark Jak. His pale form stood like some were-beast as he howled out in anger between his Ash and the woman who intended to harm her. Ash watched from behind him as his elongated nails slashed at the air defensively. A smirk slid its way on her face, satisfied that her efforts of enforcing her position in his life had yet to fail her safety. Unlike Desman…
Though she found herself a little surprised that The Dark King came to defend her and not her Light Prince, it made sense for Jak to utilize his most powerful emotions to assist.
She glanced around at their battlefield, her prized possession stood among the bodies and blood in near distance. Invictus’ paper crinkling as it waved in the light breeze. Other weapons spilled out from crates all around them, none interested the demoness though. On the other side of them she saw the ominous shadow of Gildarts passing through the ghostly fog approaching them quickly, she could sense the charging spell in his hand.
In short, her choices were: Let her meat-shield take the attack, or face her handsome mage head on.
As tempting as it was to play the easy role of damsel in distress, Ash took her Quill into her right hand and pressed her left against Dark. If it were anyone else he may not have even noticed the delicate touch, but for whatever reason, he stopped as quickly as she expected he would. The morality mirrored humanoid shoved her knight out the way - over a chunk of discarded wall - and stepped into view revealing her own shocking transformation.
This accomplished two goals of false pretense. The first being that Ash was saving Jak from a powerful attack, implanting the idea that she cared about his well being and was willing to put herself into harm’s way for him. The second was that she was vulnerable to the destructive nature of Crash Magic, that she made a fool-hearted mistake.
Silver-white lines crisscrossed over her entire body as the attack pushed her back several feet, leaving a burning sensation in her skin. She couldn’t contain her jubilation as she cried out over the background screams of pain with her moans of pleasure!
She’d barely managed to stay on her feet, but when her arched back straightened out and she turned her glowing cyan eyes on the magician and his snake companion she had a joyful grin. They watched as the lines dissolved now that the spell had run its course, she watched their shock overcome their faces. “Fishnet, Gildarts? I’ll remember that for later.” Ash purred before sprinting towards them both.
It was Cerise’s turn to be honorable, she pushed past her comrade and aimed Enigma Lily at the advancing charge, unloading most of the clips into The Storm Demon. Fourteen hot energy shots were made with the idea that the woman was smart enough to dodge as many as she could. To the assassin’s surprise, she did not. Her trigger hand relaxed when she felt her plan was flawed. The damage had been done, she watched as cobalt-blue blood exploded from the last two cauterized holes as the succubus cried out in bliss.
The single visible scarlet eye of her disquieted opponent went wide and the girl took a hesitant step back.
Ash took pleasure in the consternation look on Cerise. “Typical. Girls just like to tease,” she pouted playfully as she wrapped her arms around her upper body. “They're not as fun as strong, dominant men.” Gildarts’ felt her gaze on him.
A man as experienced as he understood that look; he became flushed by the realization that she was aroused. “Th-This isn’t really the time, Ash,” he attempted to distract her despite his own bewilderment.
“Aw...” Ash groaned in response before a wicked smile sliced her face in half! “I’ll just finish myself off~!” she announced, lifting her hand high into the air. In the grim light, The Red Devil’s Quill gleamed, then it was plunged down into her gut! Ash stood hunched over feeling the blade vibrating inside her, not unlike a vibrator like she was comparing it to.
The next few seconds happened quickly. Ash wrenched the weapon out of her gut with a scream of euphoria, navy blue ichor arcing in the air as it followed the trajectory of the dagger, and the release of her attack. Sheer pink spires discharged from her tense core in a sign of relief, shooting across the map in all directions. Shards of stored energy slammed into the bodies of her enemies, their punishment to her reflected back onto them.
Afterward, Ash fell to her knees, barely able to hold onto her blood-soaked dagger as she gasped for air. Exhaustion consumed her in her blanket of stealth...
“Ash?” Jak cried out, standing up from the cover she’d shoved him over. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!?” The Dark King growled in anger while Cerise and Gildarts stood helplessly as he lifted part of a wall from the wet earth.
Though she found herself a little surprised that The Dark King came to defend her and not her Light Prince, it made sense for Jak to utilize his most powerful emotions to assist.
She glanced around at their battlefield, her prized possession stood among the bodies and blood in near distance. Invictus’ paper crinkling as it waved in the light breeze. Other weapons spilled out from crates all around them, none interested the demoness though. On the other side of them she saw the ominous shadow of Gildarts passing through the ghostly fog approaching them quickly, she could sense the charging spell in his hand.
In short, her choices were: Let her meat-shield take the attack, or face her handsome mage head on.
As tempting as it was to play the easy role of damsel in distress, Ash took her Quill into her right hand and pressed her left against Dark. If it were anyone else he may not have even noticed the delicate touch, but for whatever reason, he stopped as quickly as she expected he would. The morality mirrored humanoid shoved her knight out the way - over a chunk of discarded wall - and stepped into view revealing her own shocking transformation.
This accomplished two goals of false pretense. The first being that Ash was saving Jak from a powerful attack, implanting the idea that she cared about his well being and was willing to put herself into harm’s way for him. The second was that she was vulnerable to the destructive nature of Crash Magic, that she made a fool-hearted mistake.
Silver-white lines crisscrossed over her entire body as the attack pushed her back several feet, leaving a burning sensation in her skin. She couldn’t contain her jubilation as she cried out over the background screams of pain with her moans of pleasure!
She’d barely managed to stay on her feet, but when her arched back straightened out and she turned her glowing cyan eyes on the magician and his snake companion she had a joyful grin. They watched as the lines dissolved now that the spell had run its course, she watched their shock overcome their faces. “Fishnet, Gildarts? I’ll remember that for later.” Ash purred before sprinting towards them both.
It was Cerise’s turn to be honorable, she pushed past her comrade and aimed Enigma Lily at the advancing charge, unloading most of the clips into The Storm Demon. Fourteen hot energy shots were made with the idea that the woman was smart enough to dodge as many as she could. To the assassin’s surprise, she did not. Her trigger hand relaxed when she felt her plan was flawed. The damage had been done, she watched as cobalt-blue blood exploded from the last two cauterized holes as the succubus cried out in bliss.
The single visible scarlet eye of her disquieted opponent went wide and the girl took a hesitant step back.
Ash took pleasure in the consternation look on Cerise. “Typical. Girls just like to tease,” she pouted playfully as she wrapped her arms around her upper body. “They're not as fun as strong, dominant men.” Gildarts’ felt her gaze on him.
A man as experienced as he understood that look; he became flushed by the realization that she was aroused. “Th-This isn’t really the time, Ash,” he attempted to distract her despite his own bewilderment.
“Aw...” Ash groaned in response before a wicked smile sliced her face in half! “I’ll just finish myself off~!” she announced, lifting her hand high into the air. In the grim light, The Red Devil’s Quill gleamed, then it was plunged down into her gut! Ash stood hunched over feeling the blade vibrating inside her, not unlike a vibrator like she was comparing it to.
The next few seconds happened quickly. Ash wrenched the weapon out of her gut with a scream of euphoria, navy blue ichor arcing in the air as it followed the trajectory of the dagger, and the release of her attack. Sheer pink spires discharged from her tense core in a sign of relief, shooting across the map in all directions. Shards of stored energy slammed into the bodies of her enemies, their punishment to her reflected back onto them.
Afterward, Ash fell to her knees, barely able to hold onto her blood-soaked dagger as she gasped for air. Exhaustion consumed her in her blanket of stealth...
“Ash?” Jak cried out, standing up from the cover she’d shoved him over. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!?” The Dark King growled in anger while Cerise and Gildarts stood helplessly as he lifted part of a wall from the wet earth.
Quote:848/850 words, WordCounter.Net
Ash used 4/8SP for T2 STORM DEMON for the rest of the fight: 4/1/8/11
Ash used Masochist's Climax
[spoiler]
Description:
Ash has always been the type to focus on avoiding attacks through dodging, netralizing, or escape. After her fight with the Ultramarine she understands her frailty can also become a great weapon. Ash focuses on taking hits from the other fighter instead of dodging using foresight to assist with this task, however, much of the strength from these attacks are absorbed leading them to do the same damage as if they only glanced her - ie as if she tried to dodge - leading to a more enjoyable situation. This absorbtion happens for any attack she would be able to dodge and normally would dodge. For 10 seconds of esctacy Ash cannot attack/counter or dodge the attacks.
After 10 seconds the the stored pleasure energy is too much to contain and is realeased in a single loud but lewd moan. This forms a weaponized sound wave that explodes from her in the form of jagged translucent pink dagger sized shards of energy which spray out in a 30-ft radius around her at the speed of sound. These shards do more damage based on how much damage Ash absorbed and leaves the unfortunate victims dazed for 3 seconds and causes them to lose sight of Ash with both their vision and enhanced senses.
Ash is exhausted for a few seconds after this, especially after a particularly harsh beating~! <3[/spoiler]
Ash used The Red Devil’s Quill.
Jak used 2 SP to transform again, and +2 more to continue Dark Jak for rest of Fight: 9/3/6/4 - Permission granted in Discord - 6/6SP used.
![[Image: tumblr_maolcpnQS61qakj1do1_500.gif]](https://78.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_maolcpnQS61qakj1do1_500.gif)
Warning: Anything that involves Ash should be rated M. Possibly higher.
Erik Vrell : Ash has a 'love' fourth dimensional shape
Erik Vrell : As in its wide and unfathomable for us mere mortals