PopcornPie
Dazed, confused, but chugging on.
Megumin did not answer Julia at the moment. She was too busy charging up for an internal Explosion. The brim of her hat hid them, but her eyes were blazing. She stood, seething, with her shoulders moving up and down. Her hands faced each other and twitched like a bear's claws. Slowly, she uncurled her lip, revealing her sharp choppers as she snarled.
Then she hooked Benedict around the neck with her staff. "You. Listen. To me. I was merely a young girl in poverty when I first fell in love with Explosion magic. It saved my fucking life. Ever since that day, I wanted to be as good as that lady who rescued me. All my experience points went into strengthening it, shaping its blast, raising it like my own fucking child." The roundness and bounce of her voice had been completely drained away, leaving a low, ominous hiss. "You know what I did? I earned my title. Every waking minute between meals was spent holding it down. I can't go a day without casting it, or I will fucking die. That is how strong it is now. Do I see you spending years of your life learning Explosion? Do I see you destroying entire herds of orcs, or fucking goddesses with it? No, I do not. Your only skill is being the biggest fucking nuisance I have ever met. You never give a shit about anyone's wellbeing but your own. You barely lifted a finger to aid us with M-(sigh) the escape from Blood Gulch. All you did was envelop yourself in your fantasy world. Yeah, I nearly killed everyone, but at least I was trying to help the cause." She pulled him even closer to her lips, allowing spit to get all over his face. "I still want to help the fucking cause, because, unlike you, I recognize the importance of teamwork in situations like these." She transitioned to shouting. "I will not EVER hear you dismiss me as a mere witch, when I am the closest to an Explosion expert as you can find! And, for the final time, I'M A GODDAMN ARCHWIZARD! IS THAT CLEAR, OR DO I NEED TO PAY A TOLL TO GET THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL?!"
With all that said, and her throat now hoarse, she reassumed her position of sitting by Julia. "I know I do. See, these sick jackasses gave me brain damage, basically. Temporary brain damage, granted, it it's nothing that will heal overnight. I am partially hoping that, by casting enough Explosions, I'll end up working past my newly created weakness. On the other hand, Mewtwo said it would make the damage permanent." She hung and shook her head. "The worst part is, it doesn't seem that I'll have the time to figure out how to heal it quickly. Kazuma was right the first time, I should have bothered to learn other skills."
Benedict Cucumberpatch LilacMonarch
"Because it's attached to me body, stupid!" Lucky shouted from behind the door.
thatguyinthestore Atomic Chucklenuts
Then she hooked Benedict around the neck with her staff. "You. Listen. To me. I was merely a young girl in poverty when I first fell in love with Explosion magic. It saved my fucking life. Ever since that day, I wanted to be as good as that lady who rescued me. All my experience points went into strengthening it, shaping its blast, raising it like my own fucking child." The roundness and bounce of her voice had been completely drained away, leaving a low, ominous hiss. "You know what I did? I earned my title. Every waking minute between meals was spent holding it down. I can't go a day without casting it, or I will fucking die. That is how strong it is now. Do I see you spending years of your life learning Explosion? Do I see you destroying entire herds of orcs, or fucking goddesses with it? No, I do not. Your only skill is being the biggest fucking nuisance I have ever met. You never give a shit about anyone's wellbeing but your own. You barely lifted a finger to aid us with M-(sigh) the escape from Blood Gulch. All you did was envelop yourself in your fantasy world. Yeah, I nearly killed everyone, but at least I was trying to help the cause." She pulled him even closer to her lips, allowing spit to get all over his face. "I still want to help the fucking cause, because, unlike you, I recognize the importance of teamwork in situations like these." She transitioned to shouting. "I will not EVER hear you dismiss me as a mere witch, when I am the closest to an Explosion expert as you can find! And, for the final time, I'M A GODDAMN ARCHWIZARD! IS THAT CLEAR, OR DO I NEED TO PAY A TOLL TO GET THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL?!"
With all that said, and her throat now hoarse, she reassumed her position of sitting by Julia. "I know I do. See, these sick jackasses gave me brain damage, basically. Temporary brain damage, granted, it it's nothing that will heal overnight. I am partially hoping that, by casting enough Explosions, I'll end up working past my newly created weakness. On the other hand, Mewtwo said it would make the damage permanent." She hung and shook her head. "The worst part is, it doesn't seem that I'll have the time to figure out how to heal it quickly. Kazuma was right the first time, I should have bothered to learn other skills."
Benedict Cucumberpatch LilacMonarch
"Because it's attached to me body, stupid!" Lucky shouted from behind the door.
thatguyinthestore Atomic Chucklenuts