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[eblademonk-blog]

That would be a matter of knowing exactly what you can do. So far I’ve seen you project your will across reality in a manner that indeed seems magical to the less intelligent, but in actuality is still a quantifiable phenomenon that is scientific in origin

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“scientific in origin my bass. do you even know what science is?”

[eblademonk-blog]

“Specific kinesis variants are also not uncommon across P-space*

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“so what youre sayin is that anyfin i can do you can explain it away as somefin that fits in yoar belief system”

[eblademonk-blog]

Edward looks at the snake head.

“Telekinesis isn’t magic. Although I must admit that this level of skill can only be pulled off by a pretty rare caliber. You’re skilled, but not magical.”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“i control metal, i aint telekinetic”

You scowl down at him, annoyed. 

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

so the question is how do i go neutral if i aint already in a position to change sides?

[eblademonk-blog]

Edward produces a metal rod from a pile nearby, and offers it to Greed.

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

Instead of taking it, you use your magical abilities to reshape the end into the shape of a cobra’s head. 

[eblademonk-blog]

Edward tilts his head, and examines the Trident. “If I were to guess, it’s some form of Bioelectrical Projection. A construct comprised entirely of ambient energy and your own vitality.”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“you got any metal things with you?”

[eblademonk-blog]

“Evolved. Highly evolved.”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“an what is this?”

You conjure your trident and wreathe its points in magical fire. 

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

@flowercrownsandsatan started following you

hey

im greed

boat i may not be for long

[rustbloodtemptress-deactivated2]

Well, I was in that Moment.

You know the one? Like… when we were young and about to fall and our wings were SO gray and we just look down and thought:

“Everything will be better for us if we just go?”

Well I was there, but. When I started feeling the pull I just. Grit my teeth, and refused. Focused on who I was. The concept I truly embody. What I want to do with my life.

And then, the tug just… stopped.

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

oh

was it reelly that simple that whole time?

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

@tempestuousrevolutionary

are you full time neutral?

howd you manage that?

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

@cachaemics started following you

hey

im greed, but moby not for long

[eblademonk-blog]

As someone I admire very much once said, 

“Magic isn’t real”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“if magic aint real than what am i?”

[eblademonk-blog]

“I’m a Scientist, greed. I deal in Constants. Magic exists, but the rules that dictate what and how it operates are in line with the 12. I’m not disagreeing with your definition, but as far as your claim that it’s somehow beyond the Multiversal Constants, isn’t exactly verifiable.”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“the fuck are you even talkin aboat?”

[eblademonk-blog]

“I’ve seen Her Imperious Condescension go primordial.” Edward deadpans. “And ‘magic’ is simply the physical application of one of the 12 aspects” 

Edward examines the Armor critically. “No imperfections or unwarranted indentations. Either you’ve never seen battle, which means this plating could be decorative and practically useless, or the alloy is incredibly durable…”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“’magic’ aint the same thing in every universe; some a them have different rules an ways a makin things work”

You scowl down at him. 

“ive been stayin away from battle ever since i fell an became a sin”

[eblademonk-blog]

“Actually, scholars believe that the ancient seadwellers, especially the Fuchsia blooded, have an alternative, more bestiary form that allowed them to combat the beasts of the Deep Sea. You’re not giving me anything, babe.” 

Desire contained by academic interest, Edward circles this unusual creature… the armor is possibly some condensed chitin of high quality. He doesn’t doubt it does wonders for her durability…

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“are you serious? it aint physically possible for a troll to straight up change shape like that, not without magic involved”

This guy really does annoy you. Between his shitty science, his creepy behavior, and the completely ridiculous things he believes, you really just don’t like him. You notice his interest in your armor. 

“its made a magic, mostly,” you say, gesturing at the armor. 

[eblademonk-blog]

Edward Kenien keeps his hands in his pockets, and gives you the cursory once over. Kinda a reflex with beautiful women.

“You’re Avarice? Greed?”

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

“no, i aint avarice, avarice is my second-in-command’s secretary. im greed”

Of course he’s checking you out. You were expecting that, of course, based on his previous behavior, but it still annoys you. Well, you’ll give him something to stare at, alright. 

You begin to transform, growing four feet taller and a considerable amount more muscular. Your skin takes on a jet-black shade, with patterns resembling veins of gold running through the earth. You do have facial fins similar to those of a seadwelling troll, but you don’t have horns. You’re wearing golden, roman-style armor made of the same material as the trident you often use. 

“is it obvious that i aint a troll yet?”

[eblademonk-blog]

I don’t. 

I’m simply amusing myself with the one Sin I’m positive is too proud to yield to a nuisance of my measly caliber.

[boonbuckbaroness-blog]

oh

so yoar just bein an ass then

whale im still gonna offer you my proof

Sure enough, you soon appear in a plume of black and golden smoke. You’re currently in your human form, that of a short woman of Indian descent with long, braided hair, as your true form would cause problems if you arrived in an enclosed space.