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(Fate: Grand Order TF, Multiple F to Toys) “You’re in the way.” That was all the notice Jeanne D’Arc Alter received before her body began to twist. It started with her neck, which shot away from the black collar of her armor. Her hands flew to it, only to spasm as they too changed. She could feel everything so vividly, too vividly. Her skin was drying and hardening, taking on a smooth and polished sheen. It was just like the scattered plastic figurines she’d kept a quiet secret. If she would join them, would anyone know? The thought was one born of desperation, a silent plea to keep her human figure. But given the feeling in her neck; in her arms, she knew it wasn’t to be. With an almost painful slowness, her arms stretched out, skin pulling taut then dragging away from her body to form large, batlike wings. No, not batlike—she should know better than anyone. After all, she’d once commanded wyverns of her own. Her spine curved and bent, readjusting so that it could stretch further

Explosions littered the area as a woman attempted to make her louder than expected escape, magical bursts of energy crossing the sky past her body. "Damn it, why is a big shot here!?" the tanned woman said to herself, her lips jet black and much of her face around her eyes hidden under a sleek pink visor that connected to black and pink metallic side sections at her ears. Slightly messy shortish white hair meanwhile was shifting on her head thanks to the wind. Her body was adorned in a sleek silver bodysuit with pink lines running along it, slender and agile black armor with it's own set of pink lines over top sections of the getup. Small mechanical wings rocketed her away as a lengthy arm cannon connected to her right arm and fired away. Blasting through the guards and low tier TSAB agents was easy enough. The problem was the absolute monster of a threat that was catching up with her far too quickly. Sierra Silverado was a criminal of Midchilda. A mage and skilled hacker, when she

Within the shifting domain of a massive big top, Illyasviel von Einzbern sat with legs crossed and a smile on her face. Of course she went by Ringmaster Sillya now, the girl encountering a truly chaotic force and finding herself twisted into a wicked fool. But playing the fool was so much fun, the one thing more entertaining being making fools out of everyone else! That's how the Grand Einzbern Carnival had come about! A lively circus that was always performing and always recruiting, if not by choice then by some special magecraft-induced hirings! The new clowns never minded though. While Sillya rested on her 'seat', a large tongue launching out from the massive clown statue in her nonsensical new room, her newest hires were snickering gleefully. Rin Tohsaka and Luviagelita Edelfelt may have claimed themselves to be mages of great skill, but when push came to shove they got utterly humiliated and left as Sillya's clown lackeys. "Oh girls~?" Sillya cooed out with a mischievous grin, a

Flames and ice together blasted against the massive beast of a vampire that had brought the area to ruin. Myotismon had been a grave threat both in the Digital World and the real world, and even in death he only came back stronger as the monstrous VenomMyotismon. It took a great deal to finally stand against him, including the awakening of Agumon and Gabumon's Mega forms, yet at last it seemed as though he would be defeated once and for all. His giant form dissolving into data piece by piece, VenomMyotismon was helplessly bound by the power of the crests. This time he wouldn't be able to escape destruction! "No! This...isn't over!" the vampire growled out however, with the last of his power releasing a burst of crimson energy straight towards Tai! The leader of the Digidestined found himself caught off guard as the digital monster's original form swooped in as a mass of red energy bearing it's fangs. Desperately raising his arms to defend himself the brown haired, goggle-clad boy