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Gladdie

Another illusionist who was taught her tricks by a wandering jester. She also has slight shape shifting capabilities and variants of other magic as well.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Moonscar, as played by Sennen

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Gladdie
Partner to Redda
Apprenticed to Master Jester Vic Allester

Age: 14

Equipment/Weapons:
  • Her hoodie, which can turn the wearer's face into a monsters with a giant maw. It can also shrink objects when put into the pockets.
  • Porta-Portals
  • Monster Water Guns
  • Paint Bombs
  • A giant hammer
  • More to come, too.

Abilities/Skills/Spells:

  • Gravity Change
  • Identity Shifting
  • Power to create illusions of the eye

So begins...

Gladdie's Story

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Gladdie would have responded, but she was busy using the hoodie's magic to make a giant maw appear to gobble up this funny, combatant-smart man. He was attacking her, and yet, didn't want to kill her. He was going to stab her, and seemed to almost try to teach her at the same time.
How strange.
But Glad wasn't thinking about this when Drakus stabbed her teeth. She flailed her arms about and wailed loudly, promptly trying to snap the maw shut. If she caught him, she would start chewing, only trying to get that sword out.

Redda watched this, and nearly started to snicker. She still bolted toward them, of course, and was fishing in the front pocket of her hoodie for some kind of object.
"You're such a dummy, Glad! You need to go back to Master jester for training!" She announced, teeth showing when she grinned.
Finally, she found what she was looking for. Out of her small pocket did she release a giant hammer.
She took wound it back, ready for Drakus to burst out of Glad's mouth.
"Batter up!" She hooted.

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"Gotcha!" Redda sneered, swinging the giant hammer (which was about as large as she was tall) onto Drakus. Oh, but he had to go on and just shoot a frost bolt, did he?
Haha, Redda was much more sensible than to keep on swinging, but it was Gladdie that was the fast one. Her hands frosted over and attached to the hammer, which caused her to swing with it as momentum drew her, and the hammer, towards Drakus, though much slower than it had been going.
"Gah! Big, fat, old dummy!" She spat.

Gladdie had grabbed the zipper on her sweater somehow, and drew it down so that she could escape the grip of it's magic. She slipped out of the jacket, leaving the magically enlarged jaw to dissipate. Drakus would be holding onto her sweater.
She looked back at it, and noticed she was only in her loose, green striped shirt and baggy, polka-dotted shorts.
"Eeek! Redda, he took my clothes!" She said, as if embarrassed.
What she was wearing was so decent that it shouldn't have mattered anyway.

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A few minutes after Redda's entrance, a boy of about twenty came in, his eyes dark and his figure slumped forward. His mouth settled into a deep frown as he looked around.
He spotted someone familiar, and stomped his way over to her.
He took the Red by the shoulder and squeezed it.
"Oi, wha' the hell you be doin' here?" He grumbled in a raspy voice.

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The boy would drag Red to the floor harshly, losing grip of her arm as he did so. She landed with a loud "Oof!" and crumpled onto the wood. "You jackass! You tell me I'm pregnant, shouldn't be here, then make me fall! What the hell kind of boyfriend are you!?"

The boy narrowed his eyes, but did not move. Even as Red warily got to her feet, stepping back.
"And if you're wondering...it aint yours, neither!"

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"Heheheee!"

Laughter from above. It was quick, cheerful. Mischievous.

"Don't do that, Red! You're going to mess up everything! I swear, this is only our second time in a year and we have to do it proper!" Came a voice, from the same source as the laughter.
"I'm not doing anything! It's going to be completely fine! It's...it's perfect, Glad, I swear!"

One could tell, that as much as the voices were trying to keep it to a whisper...they just couldn't contain their noise. Their giggles reached a high pitch.

"In five, four, three..."

Oh, and their target was the couple at the bar.

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"Weeee're..."
"...gonna get yoooou!" Came the voices, followed by yet again more giggling. There was a shuffling sound, then steps above their head.

"Look, he's got a gun, Red!"
"I can see that!"

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"Oh, she's got guns, too! Lookit that, Red! Red, look, she thinks she can shoot us!"
"He thinks we're scary!"
"Oh, silly, silly man."
"Think they can shoot us."
"Funny."

A black shadow moved on the ceiling. It was oval, and flashes of bright color passed by inside of it. Wait, that wasn't right. Color moved inside of a...a shadow? That wasn't right at all. Especially as the shadow became red. Very, very red. In fact, it started to bulge outward. The red thing was shiny. In fact, it was made of plastic.
"Boom."

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The red thing came out of the shadow, falling down and containing a radius of two feet. It was not a shadow. It was...a balloon. One filled with green paint. The second it fell onto the floor, the bar would be painted green. Even the undersides of the tables couldn't help the poor patrons now.

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The laughter abounded, turned into wild, uncontrollable guffaws. They were wheezing for breath. One could tell they were. In fact, they seemed to be running out of breath. "Re-Red! I'm gonna die! I can...can't...breaaaathe!" Cried out one, trying to take breaths between pauses. The other beat her hand on the ceiling.

Then, at the sound of 'fixing' the green, the laughter stopped. The black shadow moved to right above the brightly colored individual, and out of the shadow plopped two girls. Very brightly colored, as well. One had stunning red hair, and the other had black and white hair. Both wore bright hoodies and striped stockings that clashed horribly with the wild face paint they wore. One of them, with the red hair, had a watergun in her hands. The other had her hand in her pocket.

"Stick 'em up, lady. You ain't cleanin' nothing."

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"Well, lady, you know you're kinda asking for it," said the red one, who stood absolutely still as Seth put his gun to her head. The kid looked only fourteen. No, maybe less. She was just that; a kid.
Was he really going to shoot a little girl in the head? Maybe, maybe not, but it didn't stop Red from grinning widely. "You fast, mister?" She asked. She didn't bother waiting for an answer. The image of the girl blurred out, becoming nothing. If Seth looked down, he wouldn't even see the footsteps that should have been left by her sneakers. It meant she wasn't even there to begin with.

"Now, you stick 'em up again, mister, and I might just let you live!" Said the girl, pointing her watergun at his head from the counter.
...had she been there the whole time?
She turned to the woman and laughed. "You don't put water in waterguns anymore, silly!"

Gladdie only gigglesnorted and pulled something out of her pocket. At first, it only looked like a stick, but as the blackwhite-haired girl advanced on the woman called Acrylia, she would find that it was actually a huge hammer. She swung it, hoping for a hit.

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Gladdie spun around a complete three-sixty as the hammer whooshed over the paint-girl's head, eyes wide as she skidded in the paint. She felt a threat coming towards her, both from Serina and Acrylia, and merely dodged behind the giant hammer. It was big enough to hide her from a good deal of projectiles. Oh, but the knew this wouldn't be enough! As a caution, she dug into her pocket and took something out- it was a black...cloth? No! As she unfolded it and laid it onto the paint, she revealed it to be a portal, one she tried to hop through, and hopefully before the ammunition got to her. The hammer soon followed, and the laughter disappeared within the dark space.

Redda? She only laughed at Serina. "Gonna kill a kid!" She cried. "Gonna be a murderer and shoot up kids! Oh, what'd the Wing City p'lice say about that, yeah? Woman shot two children in Gambits!
...oh, wait, that's right! Nobody'd care!" She giggled, doing the same as Gladdie and pulling out a black porta-portal from her pocket. She then threw it at Serina. If the throw was successful, the woman would either shoot into a dark room or wind up in the dark space herself.

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Out of the portal in the ceiling would Gladdie's head pop out. "Aw, poodle! She got rid of the paint! Now we can't go skating anymore!"
Redda perked up, putting away the watergun grumpily. "Aw, well why you gotta spoil all the fun, lady? We was just havin' a few laughs!"

A few didn't even add up to a percent of it.

"Plus, we wasn't hurting nobody! No one got hurt at all!" Complained Red, crossing her arms. Both girls veered at Acrylia with disdain. They wanted paint!

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"You're the real silent sort, arencha? That's really boring. You should say something. Or can you say something?" She taunted, blinking with her large, mixmached eyes. Orange and blue. What lovely colors.

"Oh! You're a bloodsucker thing, aren't you! A...a...a vampire! Ohhh, tha's scary, it is! How do you put them back in?" Red asked, leaning in to get a reaaaal good look. If he snapped at her, she'd lean back and laugh. Like she always did.

"What's your friend over there? They look weird. Green hair?" Asked Gladdie. "That's strange. Green hair. Why's she..."
"Dead looking?"

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"Play well? Ha!"
"Why you got t'say that, mister? Nobody wants to play well!"

The second Uriel's hand moved to his pistol, Gladdie put her hand in the pocket of her hoodie. The sound of a safety might have sounded turning off. "After all, we're really not one's to play fair, you know!"
They needed mischief. Sitting here talking was getting terribly dull.

Redda gigglesnorted to parson. "Best thing to be? Naaaaaw! I think you've got it all wrong, Parsley. You're not living the life, so you can't possibly be having any fun!"
"And you can't even eat pizza and ravioli anymore!"
"That's the most sad thing ever in existence!"
They both nodded in agreement.

"And she does look dead. Look. She's washed over the table like her insides are melting! Oh, is that really what's going on? I want to see!" Said Red, hopping in his seat. However, what they might not have noticed is that Red, too, had put her hands in her hoodie pocket.

Ten, nine, eight...

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"I'm lots of things, kid. I can be anything I want!" Said Red, trying to get a really good view into his mouth. Then, her eyes widened, and the grin widened. "I could be old enough to be your granny!"
Again, the shifter changed, and suddenly they were very old, very fat, and hunched over. The woman with faded red hair laughed hoarsely, tried to pinch Parson's cheeks. "Hello, sonny boy!"

Gladdie chuckled, but only viewed as Timo came over, causing Uriel to get cranky. Her grin vanished as she watched them interact, and thought that maybe the prank she was about to pull wasn't the best idea...yet. The paint bombs remained in her pocket, as did the water pistol. The water pistol that didn't shoot water. "You should cool yourself, mister. She ain't doin' nothing."

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"I never thought this day would come."

On one of the chairs next to the fire was a girl. She was not terribly young, for she increased her age to the point where she was legal to drink. A healthy twenty-one with shoulder-length, bobbed black and white hair and green-yellow eyes. She didn't go out of her way to look attractive. She looked alright, wearing a baggy hoodie and a pair of knee-high stockings. She looked up at the ceiling, eyes wide in utter disbelief.

"For the very first time, I'm bored, and I absolutely don't want to go out of my way to give anyone a hard time." She put her hand to her forehead. "Am I sick?"

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"You ought to get yourself to Wing City hospital. It's a new one, you know. Or can you not walk? I guess a broken up, injured human walking on the streets of Wing City ain't the safest thing to do either, is it? Bummer." Said Sacha to the boy, quirking a brow. "Or are you in need of some real assistance? I believe I could call someone..." Not that he actually cared, but if it really did not hinder him, and if someone did need it, he was happy to give help.

Briefly, his attention was taken to Lirael. "There's a lot of people in here. I don't want you leaving my side, alright? There's someone looking at us. I don't like them. They harbor some bad...feelings."

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"A-hee..."

The little laugh could barely be heard, but to those that could hear it would know, by some odd instinct, that it absolutely sounded of mischief and an excited giddiness that simply could not be held in. As the Monkey King, or whatever he called himself, was being assaulted, he just might have found himself falling through a dark, black hole. He would then find himself landing into a chair not far away. In front of his assailant, the old elf lady, would appear a girl about Sun's height. She wore a long, bright orange dress-hoodie with striped stockings that absolutely didn't match. She was wearing an oversized helmet that barely stayed in place.

"Got some problem with animals, lady?"

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"What? He was eating something? What was he eating? Magic? Eating magic! That sounds absolutely absurd and brilliant at the same time! But...what does it taste like? Oh, I ponder...I ponder indeed..." said the girl, sprouting two pigtails on the side of her head. She narrowed her large, mismatched eyes at the old elven woman.

"You're awfully pretty, lady, but you don't speak well for others, doya?" She said, a giggle rising up in her throat. She stuck her hands in her pocket, leaving them there casually. Yes, pocket, because it was one giant pocket in the front of her hoodie. "Not respect magic? Well, jee! I respect magic an awful lot! I just like to use it inappropriately! There's a difference in that, there is!"

Sun Wu might just have found another one of the twins sitting beside him, her sneakere'd feet propped up onto the table. Her hair was black and white, set into a bob. "You got in trouuuuuble!" She teased.

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"Of course it's brilliant..." said Red, mumbling to herself disappointingly. She was about to snap before she felt the hood to her jacket tugged on, which then caused her to be lifted up and off of the ground. She squirmed somewhat, only to be landed to the side of Monkey Man, a puzzled look upon her face. She raised an eyebrow as she watched Sun's outburst.
Ohhh. Oh, he was mad. Mad in a really bad way, not like when they had him panicking and mad. No, that was funny. This was...
Well, no. This was funny too. Red couldn't help but giggle to herself.

"Dangerous? Why...you have a daughter? Oh, is she our age? Not that we have an age. I guess she is no matter what age she is. Right, Glad?"
"Right!" The other one said, saluting.

At the sound of her trying to get them in trouble because of their mentor, they laughed, guffawed, snickered, and every other synonym in the book until they ran out of air. "The Master Jester wouldn't say a thing! He got us up to this!" Said Red, wheezing.
"Well...maybe not this much...but..."
"Oh, shh! Shhh!"

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