SSBBW, Magic, ~XWG - Five girls make the mistake of incurring the wrath of witches.
[Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a series of adventures for a character, and the idea of a character who uses devil's magic, who can be kind, but can also be callous, would be a good central character for this story. Please allow me to introduce Mary Growgon, a Gastromancer, whose power will be revealed through the story. I hope that you enjoy her adventure.]
Chapter 1: School Day
The Five were in the cafeteria, Mandy, Mindy, Sandy, Cindey and Candy, sitting, eating some low-cal, low-fat, low-everything salads and bitching about people. Other people, anyone who wasn't under 100 pounds, wore the exact dress code of them (Pink plus anything in the absolute latest fashion), people who had better boyfriends than them (all girls, plus any gay guys, collectively they had only had two boyfriends since year one), people who had more fun than them (due to lack of sex, almost constant dieting and exercising and vigilantly watchful parents, most people), basically, anyone but them. They had been like this for as long as anyone could remember, a small group of cruel, pathetic, tormenting harpies whose giggles could break glasses and who leapt at people's faults like ravening wolves.
Yet people saw no other way of getting along with them. They had been spoiled as children, everyone could see that, as each of their parents owned large corporations (all to do with the fashion industry), so they got what they wanted, when they wanted it, where they wanted it. With this in mind, few of the working populace in the town of Sans Cordania, at the foot of the Rockies, could actually stand out against these horrifically tanned demons. Pretty much the only people who were unafraid of their power were the Goth kids at school.
They all had to be Goths and Satanists, and into death, the Five had concluded. They all wore black, some of them had tattoos, some piercings, all listened to horrible music that was bound to sound truly disgusting, and spoke about strange subjects, not fashion or who was dating who, but about music, games, parties, politics, and other stuff that wasn't natural to talk about. And most aggravating of all, they ignored the Five. THEY IGNORED them, as though they were below the Goth kids!
The Five were currently looking at the Goth kids, or more importantly, the two that they most hated, Alex Zephiryun and Mary Growgon. Alex they hated because he was so popular with girls, and all five desperately wanted to go out with him. Long golden brown hair, yellow shades, dragon tattoo on his back, toned body, charming, talented, and he was loaded! However, he had turned them down on numerous occasions, claiming that they were annoying/pitiful/uncaring/not his type. The last one had stung the most, as the girls couldn't see what there wasn't to like, they were slim, fashionable, obviously sexy. Yet he had stood in front of them with a straight face, with almost no emotion in his eyes, and said casually, "You're not my type, back off, now."
And then the girls eyes' landed on the girl next to him, Mary Growgon. Cow, bitch, lard bucket, slob, fatty were amongst the few names that she totally deserved. She was at least 300 pounds of repulsive fat, with horrible big boobs, wretched big belly, horrific big ass, an eyesore sitting, eating, laughing, kissing, doing who knows what else (obviously not sex, the girls knew that she was far too huge for that). She should just die from embarrassment, but she didn't because she seemed to be happy.
Not only was she a bucket of lard, she was an extremely fit bucket of lard! No one would have thought a girl of such size could possibly do martial arts or athletics, but she had reached black belt in karate and jujistu and came in third out of the entire school in races. She was also incredibly clever, doing much better in her subjects than any of the Five, and doing more. She was better than them in every way, so the Five had a right to try and make her life hell, for being the undeserving bitch she was.
She took all of their torments with a smile, as though they were beneath her. This was the reason they hated her so much!
They carried on watching the Goth kids.
"What are they doing tonight?" said Cindey.
"How should I know?" said Candy, "I'm not a goth!"
"We could play a prank on them!" giggled Mindy.
"One that will humiliate them totally!" said Sandy.
"Yeah!" more general agreement from the group.
"Okay, I'll go and ask them what they are doing tonight," said Mandy.
She walked to the Goths' table, making sure to backhand Mary.
"So, Alex," she said, being careful to make sure that her cleavage was easily viewable, "whatcha doin' tonight?"
"A private meet up at the Witches' Tongue," Alex said curtly, "and, no, you can't come. It's a private matter!"
"Oh, please, can we come?!" pleaded Mandy, something that she did to the best of her abilities.
"You're either deaf or retarded," muttered Mary. "You can't grasp the message you and your troupe of leeches are not welcome."
"Can it, fatty, no one asked you!" Mandy snapped, slapping Mary hard across the face with her bag. Alex grabbed her, fury in his eyes.
"You or your friends come to the Witches' Tongue tonight, and I swear I shall create an end for your little life story!" he snarled. Mandy backed away.
"Weirdos," she thought.
"What did they say?" said Sandy.
"They are going to the Witches' Tongue!" Mandy said, with cruel delight.
"Whatever it was, it must be important for them, because they threatened to kill us if we came!"
"What do we need?!"
"We'll discuss the exact stuff we need during lessons, no one will bother us. It's time to make everyone in that Goth group pay!"
"Yeah, pay for ignoring us and for disagreeing with us."
"Yeah, and for not doing the right stuff!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
The Five set off to plan their next prank in malicious spirits. The Goths watched them go.
"Those girls are incorrigible!" muttered Owen.
"Did you really have to be that cruel?" muttered Timothy.
"Oh, what's the worry?" replied Alex. "Same plan as last time?"
"Yeah, whosever moment they interrupt can do what they like with them," Cateleen said.
They looked at each other, smiling, knowing full well that those girls were not going to go back home the same again!
[Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a series of adventures for a character, and the idea of a character who uses devil's magic, who can be kind, but can also be callous, would be a good central character for this story. Please allow me to introduce Mary Growgon, a Gastromancer, whose power will be revealed through the story. I hope that you enjoy her adventure.]
The Gastromancer - The Summer Solstice
Chapters 1 - 10
by Irish Bard
Chapters 1 - 10
by Irish Bard
Chapter 1: School Day
The Five were in the cafeteria, Mandy, Mindy, Sandy, Cindey and Candy, sitting, eating some low-cal, low-fat, low-everything salads and bitching about people. Other people, anyone who wasn't under 100 pounds, wore the exact dress code of them (Pink plus anything in the absolute latest fashion), people who had better boyfriends than them (all girls, plus any gay guys, collectively they had only had two boyfriends since year one), people who had more fun than them (due to lack of sex, almost constant dieting and exercising and vigilantly watchful parents, most people), basically, anyone but them. They had been like this for as long as anyone could remember, a small group of cruel, pathetic, tormenting harpies whose giggles could break glasses and who leapt at people's faults like ravening wolves.
Yet people saw no other way of getting along with them. They had been spoiled as children, everyone could see that, as each of their parents owned large corporations (all to do with the fashion industry), so they got what they wanted, when they wanted it, where they wanted it. With this in mind, few of the working populace in the town of Sans Cordania, at the foot of the Rockies, could actually stand out against these horrifically tanned demons. Pretty much the only people who were unafraid of their power were the Goth kids at school.
They all had to be Goths and Satanists, and into death, the Five had concluded. They all wore black, some of them had tattoos, some piercings, all listened to horrible music that was bound to sound truly disgusting, and spoke about strange subjects, not fashion or who was dating who, but about music, games, parties, politics, and other stuff that wasn't natural to talk about. And most aggravating of all, they ignored the Five. THEY IGNORED them, as though they were below the Goth kids!
The Five were currently looking at the Goth kids, or more importantly, the two that they most hated, Alex Zephiryun and Mary Growgon. Alex they hated because he was so popular with girls, and all five desperately wanted to go out with him. Long golden brown hair, yellow shades, dragon tattoo on his back, toned body, charming, talented, and he was loaded! However, he had turned them down on numerous occasions, claiming that they were annoying/pitiful/uncaring/not his type. The last one had stung the most, as the girls couldn't see what there wasn't to like, they were slim, fashionable, obviously sexy. Yet he had stood in front of them with a straight face, with almost no emotion in his eyes, and said casually, "You're not my type, back off, now."
And then the girls eyes' landed on the girl next to him, Mary Growgon. Cow, bitch, lard bucket, slob, fatty were amongst the few names that she totally deserved. She was at least 300 pounds of repulsive fat, with horrible big boobs, wretched big belly, horrific big ass, an eyesore sitting, eating, laughing, kissing, doing who knows what else (obviously not sex, the girls knew that she was far too huge for that). She should just die from embarrassment, but she didn't because she seemed to be happy.
Not only was she a bucket of lard, she was an extremely fit bucket of lard! No one would have thought a girl of such size could possibly do martial arts or athletics, but she had reached black belt in karate and jujistu and came in third out of the entire school in races. She was also incredibly clever, doing much better in her subjects than any of the Five, and doing more. She was better than them in every way, so the Five had a right to try and make her life hell, for being the undeserving bitch she was.
She took all of their torments with a smile, as though they were beneath her. This was the reason they hated her so much!
They carried on watching the Goth kids.
"What are they doing tonight?" said Cindey.
"How should I know?" said Candy, "I'm not a goth!"
"We could play a prank on them!" giggled Mindy.
"One that will humiliate them totally!" said Sandy.
"Yeah!" more general agreement from the group.
"Okay, I'll go and ask them what they are doing tonight," said Mandy.
She walked to the Goths' table, making sure to backhand Mary.
"So, Alex," she said, being careful to make sure that her cleavage was easily viewable, "whatcha doin' tonight?"
"A private meet up at the Witches' Tongue," Alex said curtly, "and, no, you can't come. It's a private matter!"
"Oh, please, can we come?!" pleaded Mandy, something that she did to the best of her abilities.
"You're either deaf or retarded," muttered Mary. "You can't grasp the message you and your troupe of leeches are not welcome."
"Can it, fatty, no one asked you!" Mandy snapped, slapping Mary hard across the face with her bag. Alex grabbed her, fury in his eyes.
"You or your friends come to the Witches' Tongue tonight, and I swear I shall create an end for your little life story!" he snarled. Mandy backed away.
"Weirdos," she thought.
"What did they say?" said Sandy.
"They are going to the Witches' Tongue!" Mandy said, with cruel delight.
"Whatever it was, it must be important for them, because they threatened to kill us if we came!"
"What do we need?!"
"We'll discuss the exact stuff we need during lessons, no one will bother us. It's time to make everyone in that Goth group pay!"
"Yeah, pay for ignoring us and for disagreeing with us."
"Yeah, and for not doing the right stuff!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
The Five set off to plan their next prank in malicious spirits. The Goths watched them go.
"Those girls are incorrigible!" muttered Owen.
"Did you really have to be that cruel?" muttered Timothy.
"Oh, what's the worry?" replied Alex. "Same plan as last time?"
"Yeah, whosever moment they interrupt can do what they like with them," Cateleen said.
They looked at each other, smiling, knowing full well that those girls were not going to go back home the same again!
