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@nycwizard & @witchedred are you guys READY FOR THIS
based on this post and this post because i love suffering
She supposed she’d simply gotten too careless—going out more often than she needed to, fighting monsters with more reckless abandon the last few months, treating spats with Cherry like they were games—thinking back on it, it’s a wonder she even lasted this long. The cold iron binding her hands behind her back practically chewed into Pixi’s skin, draining her magic and preventing her escape. Eventually, she would revert back into her normal form, but the witch must have counted on that; Pixi’s magic was slowly getting weaker, but at a sluggish pace. If she suddenly changed back, there would be an opportunity to slip away, and she knew Cherry would never allow that to happen.
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nycfae:
“Aw, don’t discredit party tricks! They’re good for all sorts of stuff. Like making distractions.” The second the pixie finished her sentence, the swirling vines that had been growing underneath the concrete in front of her disappeared back into the ground with blistering speed, before bursting out behind the wytch and shooting towards her. Hopefully, this would be enough to catch her off guard, but if she’d somehow seen through this ruse, Pixi had a few more party tricks up her sleeve.
Her confidence falters as vines rise, unsuspected, not from before her but behind. White-knuckles grip her staff and she catapults to safety, twisting as she flies to shoot a blast of cherry red magic at the offensive plants. Her landing is rougher than expected but something easily overcome and she turns, amused grin gracing her deadly features. “ Is that all you’ve got ? ” The tip of the bulb is pointed at the ground and with precise movements a pentagram was etched into the sidewalk. What would her trick be ? “ I think it’s time I extinguish that glow. ”
nycfae:
“Eh—I never was one for running away from a fight.” She’s being stupid and even more reckless than usual ( which is really saying something ), but what are the chances she’ll actually get a fair head start? Vines crawl along the pavement, threatening to burst free with a single wave of her hand. “Tell you what—you can tell me a bit more about this stuff since you’re so smart, and I won’t completely kick your butt. Just enough that you’ll have to run back to Mama.”
Nature overcomes cement sidewalks, twisting and coiling between cracks and surging underneath. Fear fails her. The trick is one she will easily overcome, bulbous staff raising in anticipation. The taste of a fight dances atop her tongue. Should she laugh ? “ I’ll take that as you declining my offer then. I’ll look forward to when you regret it later. ” Stance shifts slightly. “ It’s cute that you think you can beat me so easily. You’re just a Central Park pixie. You’re luck and party tricks. ”
nycfae:
She can’t say she likes the idea—fighting this particular wytch is taxing enough as it is—but Pixi keeps a smirk on her face. The last thing she wanted to do was let the other know just how worn down she was getting. “Uh, in case you haven’t noticed, I’ve beaten everything you and your boss have thrown at me since the start. I think I’m good, but thanks for the advice! Now, hold still.”
Satisfaction is whispered in the confidence of her movements. The wytch knows more than her. Intimate knowledge of the other side, the darkest workings hidden in the shadows of New York City’s streets, gifts her arrogance. “ They’re just the tips of the iceberg. You should listen to me, Pixigirl. Run before it’s too late. I’ll even give you a HEADSTART. ”
“ A little chaos is good for the mind ! ”
“ You’re not going to win the fight, Pixigirl. ” Golden gaze surveys the defiant fairy, knowing smirk tainting cherry lips. “ Do you really think I’m the only wytch you’ll face ? There’s more here at play than you can imagine. ”
For @nycfae because she deserves more threads.
Not necessity, not desire - no, the love of power is the demon of men. Let them have everything - health, food, a place to live, entertainment - they are and remain unhappy and low-spirited: for the demon waits and waits and will be satisfied. ( art credit )
Pixi vs the currently unnamed Witch rival from this concept art. I have no idea what the Witch’s powers are so uh I call artistic freedom there. Anyway, working on this was a lot of fun but tedious! I’m slowly getting better with backgrounds I think. Used this and this as a reference.
Here is the original thumbnail. Can you believe how different the final drawing turned out to be?
I have one icon, no information yet and nothing but a single picture has been released about this child but blog established 11/08/16.
jeremy_zag Pixigirl has some witch competition!