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Started December 01, 2019 by @The_Painted_Wings groupDMs open!

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A panicked expression was on Citrine's face as he was cut in half amd poofed on the spot, his gem falling down to the ground.

“Citrine!” Steven yelled in a panicked tone. He wanted to grab Citrine’s gem but was held back by Ink and Charlie. “She’ll get you that much easier if you go now!” the skeleton told him, with the princess nodding. Charlie glared at Spinel. “We’ll get you for that,” she scowled.

"Sure ya will, toots." She said, looming over the orange-yellow stone threateningly, showing them that one wrong move would end with the price of the life of their friend. "Do you really wanna attack me right now…?" She growled, putting the pointed bit on the bottom of the scythe at Citrine's formless gem.

Okami smiled as she pounced towards Spinel's back.

As the weapon flew out of her hands, she narrowly avoided the blade from cutting into her. She stretched her arm to pick it up, looking slightly shaken, but mostly, she seemed extremely annoyed. That robed menace was probably the one who posed the biggest threat to her. She had no idea what these words were, and why they did this, but it was definitely something that couldn't be dodged like everyone else's attacks. "I shoulda broken that stick a' yours when I had the chance…"

A glint showed in Okami's eyes as she came up with an idea. With an evil grin, Okami pressed her feet onto Spinel's head and jumped off of her as an attempt to push her into her weapon.

It was almost instant, she deactivated the weapon, and as she was pushed down, she stuck the top of it into the ground, reactivated it, and used it as a vaulting pole to flip into the air in a blur of pink and white before landing on her feet with a genuine smile…though with a hint of insanity behind it. She walked over to Okami and pushed the tip of the scythe on her chest. "You….I like you. You don't play fair. I don't either."

"I've been messed up before," she said, "so why not just mess everyone else up." She smirked, pushing herself up and taking the risk of the blade potentially killing her to try and pin Spinel down.

As the weapon flew out of her hands, she narrowly avoided the blade from cutting into her. She stretched her arm to pick it up, looking slightly shaken, but mostly, she seemed extremely annoyed. That robed menace was probably the one who posed the biggest threat to her. She had no idea what these words were, and why they did this, but it was definitely something that couldn't be dodged like everyone else's attacks. "I shoulda broken that stick a' yours when I had the chance…"

"I agree, you should have. But you didn't." Cordelia said with a smirk. "And that, my dear, was a big mistake." She held her wand tight, waiting for an opportunity to attack. She knew that she was risking snapping her wand in half, but if it meant the end of the Pink Gem, then so be it. She lowered her wand as she saw Spinel pushing the tip of the scythe onto Okami's chest. "You're completely insane, aren't you, Pinky?"

(at this point I'm not even sure if Cordelia realizes that she's basically powerless without her wand. it's not like she has mastered wandless magic)

"I prefer the term deranged, but yes, I guess you could say that I'm…insane." She said very matter-of-factly, tilting her head up to look at Cordelia while being pinned down by Okami, the glowing blade pressed to her neck, all the while her eyes had those terrifying double-irises, and a simple sneer on her face.

Steven quickly grabbed Citrine’s gem and then rushed back to Ink and Charlie. Ink stood in front of the two, holding his brush up in a defensive stance. Charlie engulfed her hand in flames as she glared at the pink gem.

(Got it.)

Okami felt the blade against her neck, but she didn't really care. "Does anyone have a gun," she asked the others, "if so, toss me it."

The pink Gem wasn’t going to let Okami get a weapon as she was pinned down like this. So, in all her genius, she pushed the scythe harder against her neck and…bit down on Okami’s hand- hard.

Okami felt the blood draw from her hand and smiled. "It'll take more than that to get rid of me," she said in a dark, almost cheerful, tone.

(Soo, Okami may be a masochist now.)