and i'll be watching

[afterimaging]

Name(s): Captain Claymore and her soldiers, Sailor Second Rate, Sailor ILU Captain, Sailor Stalker, Sailor Sparklewind, Sailor Honorary Member AKA Guardian Soldier Demon Sailor Blade, with a surprise appearance by Tuxedo Godeye! TOTALLY OPEN!
Location: Hunting drunk NPCs in the Bubble Lounge THE DUNGEONS OF DRUNKEN DESPAAAAAAAAAIR
Week: 53
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[windcutting]

Sailor Sparklewind knew there were evils lurking in the dungeon, a drunken rampage perhaps? No. Something even worse! Whatever they may have been she knew something had to be done. Sprinting towards her captain the blond finally stopped, sparkles marked where she had already stepped and like all her other comrades, a sword was held in one hand.

Not just any sword. But a sword to destroy all the hatred of the world! It work for the greater justice. Flora's hand went up into the air and she took a pose before her voiced echoed all around.

"Sparklewind energy ray."

[mylife_foryours]

Sailor Stalker followed behind her fellow heroes, with considerably less sparkles, towards her captain, ready to defeat the drunken evils beginning to fill the dungeons of their school. The halls and the students had to be protected from the perils of inebriation!

"We must defend the honor of sobriety!" Jean cried out, holding her styrofoam sword out in front of her in what could only be the most magical of heroic poses. No Minions of the Drunken Kingdom would be able to escape her justice.

[hxc_matryoshka]

Undine was simply taking a walk down the hall when she heard the siren's call of Captain Claymore. She froze, eyes widening...was this...

Was this injustice being done?!

She pulled out her Tomes of the Iambic Pentameter, twirling as she opened them in order to start a...

~*~*~MAGICAL TRANSFORMATION SEQUENCE~*~*~

Her frail, weak limbs expanded and swelled with pure muscle, her leggings and sleeves ripped and hung in tattered remnants from her limbs. Her hair became an inch longer while her skirt became four inches shorter.

A blast of technicolor light emerged behind her.

"SAILOR HULK, REPORTING FOR FUCKING DUTY~!"

One flex from her biceps and those Dastardly Drunken Debaucherers wouldn't know what hit them!

Oh wait. Yes they would.

Her fists.

ngl, i googled all those F words

[plzshutup]

Sailor Stoic followed behind Captain Miria, quietly fuming at such injustice going on in the Dinghy Dungeons of Despairing Dastardly Drunken Debaucherous Demonic Debaucherous Drunken Disciples. No sparkles floated in her wake, because she was Serious Damn Business and Serious Damn Business Sailors did not sparkle. Instead, little holographic line-faces wafted around her left over from her very serious transformation (thankfully her hair remained short) and a lone spotlight which was fading slowly.

Seeing Jean Sailor Stalker pull out her sword aroused a great need in her to do the same, and she pulled out her own sword, which was creatively nicknamed some Badass name to match her current Sailor Stoic state. She followed Flora's Sailor Sparklewind's lead and unleashed one of her most lethal attacks;

"Flying Foraminating Furacious Arms of Foinery!" And seemingly real looking limbs appeared in the air, stabbing anything they came into contact with.

[doesntshutup]

Standing by her faithful comrade, Sailor Stoic, Sailor Second Rate brandished her sword towards the drunken servants of the Drunk Kingdom.

Everyone knew if Helen wasn't spelled to be a Sailor under Captain Claymore, she'd be one of those drunks too.

"This shall teach you to mend your ways and return to the path of sobriety!" She announced loudly, grabbing a handful of apples and throwing them with a cry of, "Shining Apple Bomb Barrage!" Each one exploding with a bright light of sparkles and swirls of colour.