Post by Nal on Jul 23, 2021 21:10:25 GMT -8
Majin Nal loved snow. It was cold, which felt funny and tingly, pinching at her cheeks and skin in general whenever she didn't wear warm clothes. But the winter clothes were all so adorably goofy she just couldn't NOT wear them - those wooly hats with big, silly pom poms that mimicked majin tendrils, the puffy coats with fuzzy collars that made Nal look like a lion, with that silly mane around her neck, the weidly slippery, but warm pants and big boots with ticklish fuzz on the inside, all of this was just right up Nal's sense of fashion. That is, it had absolutely none, but it made her look adorable, so it worked for the majin. Not that it helped much while flying at supersonic speeds, leaving clouds of snowdust in the air wherever she went. The majin giggled to herself - diving through snow drifts was a favourite passtime during winter. It spread the snow everywhere! She even had an idea... soaring across the land, the gray majin managed to connect the lines left behind her passage, drawing a huge image - and then flying up the sky to look at it: the face of Majin Nal winking and grinning, with a thumbs up before it. Ha! This was awesome!
...though when did she learn to draw?
Blinking, Nal started to wonder. She wasn't actually good at this, so, what happened? And when did she get here? Why was there snow when the last thing she remembered was... what? Flying. After a demon. And why was the ground so quickly coming to meet her?
Confused, the majin fell into a giant snowdrift, with a poofing sound and a cloud of sand flying off of it, landing everywhere around the crater left by her, except - there was no crater, just snow/sand all around. Blinking, Nal began to dig herself out of the mound, frantically digging - eventually noticing that doing so just causes more and more of the irritating graininess to pile atop of her. Annoyed, she charged a quick ki blast - if the snow refused to yield, she would make it!
The sands in the deserts shifted, a small mound forming in them for a few months now began to move and collapse slowly...
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...though when did she learn to draw?
Blinking, Nal started to wonder. She wasn't actually good at this, so, what happened? And when did she get here? Why was there snow when the last thing she remembered was... what? Flying. After a demon. And why was the ground so quickly coming to meet her?
Confused, the majin fell into a giant snowdrift, with a poofing sound and a cloud of sand flying off of it, landing everywhere around the crater left by her, except - there was no crater, just snow/sand all around. Blinking, Nal began to dig herself out of the mound, frantically digging - eventually noticing that doing so just causes more and more of the irritating graininess to pile atop of her. Annoyed, she charged a quick ki blast - if the snow refused to yield, she would make it!
The sands in the deserts shifted, a small mound forming in them for a few months now began to move and collapse slowly...
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