🌕 first delusion; video 🌕

[rollershoes]

[ Cordis is in full effect and Rikka looks like someone's first fursona's wet dream. Fox ears sit atop her head, purple like her hair. A scorpion tail swishes back and forth. Translucent butterfly wings flap with momentous effort to keep her levitating just a few inches above a park bench.

She's still wearing her eyepatch, and she's adopted some kind of gothic lolita Lisa Frank Prismal dress code. It's best if you don't look.

And definitely don't come near her; there's the gentle scent of pheromones that'll make you crave the intimate touch of a ridiculous teenager. ]

The Wicked Lord Shingan reveals its true power-- its true form! Chimera!

[ She then stares into the camera, puffing up all four feet and eleven inches of herself -- maybe five feet and change if you count the erect ears. She points an accusatory finger at you, yes, you. ]

This is a warning to anyone from the Bureau! I will not go down easily! You will not have your way! And while you weren't around, I ate convenience store onigiri... and liked it.

Comments

[resenting]

[Look, sooner or later every shield comes in handy okay]

Yeah, even if people are pretty used to moonblessings by now, that one's definitely pretty extra...

Well, it certainly suits you, I'll give you that.

[rollershoes]

Thank you.

[ She's not used to receiving compliments of that caliber. Her fox ears twitch with a bit of embarrassment. ]

I mean, thank you! Of course my true form would be so mystical. As I bathe in the power of the moonlight, there is nothing I can't do!

[resenting]

As expected.

[She says that, but...]

A world like this should be no sweat for you then, huh?

[rollershoes]

I've been waiting for the day I would slip through the fabric of reality and stumble into another world. There's nothing here that can surprise me.

[ But her wings flap ever harder and finally can't sustain her weight. She crashes onto the bench she'd been floating over, a tangle of dumb idiot limbs. ]

[resenting]

Right, right...

So you're definitely keeping your chroma levels up, then.

[Yeah, she's somebody to worry about, it looks like...]

[rollershoes]

Of course I am! How could someone of my station allow myself to be consumed by need?

[ blatant lie. there's probably crystal on the side of her face. ]

[resenting]

So basically you haven't been, then.

[rollershoes]

[ GASP ]

Does your shield also give you the ability to see the truth?!

[resenting]

[Wouldn't that be useful? Well, if she already thinks that...]

Something like that. So there's no point trying to lie to me in the future, either.

[Now if everyone else actually believed that, maybe he could start actually trusting people. Yeah, sure.]

[rollershoes]

I don't like touching people.

[resenting]

Yeah, I can't blame you there. [Chuuni or not, he can't blame anyone for not trusting wanting enough to touch them.]

This world's magic doesn't give us a choice, though.

[rollershoes]

It should! There must be a way to generate chroma without having to let people into your personal sanctum.

[resenting]

Nobody said you had to take them home with you, but touch is non negotiable. Think of it as a required sacrifice.

[rollershoes]

So what you're saying is, "To create something, something of equal value must be lost." A principle of alch*my as well as my magic. I grudgingly accept these terms.

[resenting]

[Yeah, that sounds like something he remembers watching once...]

I don't mind helping you out this time, but I can't promise I'll be around next time. Make sure you don't forget.

[rollershoes]

I won't forget, Devil of the Shield! I swear on the Wicked Lord Shingan's dark power!