[heirtothemonado]

(So, I guess we're doing this then. Same ruleset as other open challenges. Pick one of the three I've given, and send one of your own to fight them! Although, let's keep it to one-on-one for now)

"...These are not the fighters I expected to see." Yusuke said, looking the other two fighters up and down. "And what's that supposed to mean?" Krystal snapped back. "Nothing! You're just not who I expected to find.." "Yeah well..." Krystal trailed off, deciding not to pay Yusuke too much mind. Zoroark, on the other hand, had it's guard up. "Relax, Zoroark. Nobody's gonna hurt you. It's only a fight" N whispered to her, trying to calm her nerves. With a small growl that died in her throat, Zoroark settled down a little, turning her on-edge nerves into an adrenaline rush for the coming battle....if her and N were chosen to fight, that is.

Krystal	Zoroark (N)	Yusuke Kitagawa

[Mari]

"I do hope that you are all ready! It is a wonderful day for a Sunshine Stadium Match~!"

A young, rather large woman all but danced out onto the arena, giddily giggling having some fun with her entrance as she slowly yet surely made her way to great her competitors. It was then that she stopped, paused, and began to look them over. She paused when she reached Krystal, just kind of taking in her visage for a good moment. She'd heard of this girl before! ...She thought so, anyway. She'd need to ask more before she could be sure, but there weren't a whole lot of blue fox women to confuse her with.


"...Hmm. Is your name by any chance 'Krystal'?""

[heirtothemonado]

Krystal stepped forward at Peach's question, leaving N and Yusuke to leave the stadium a tad disappointed. "I am." She replied. She'd never met the woman standing before her personally, but her presence was felt all through the Life Sphere. Princess Peach. Founder of something called the Magical Girls Society, and one of the best fighters the Stadium had ever seen.

A confused looks soon made it's way onto Krystal's face. How did Peach know her name? She hadn't met her before, and Krystal wasn't exactly a well known face around town. "I've heard of you, Princess. It's honestly hard not to hear about you in this city. However.....how do you know who I am?" Krystal asked. Normally she wouldn't question something like that and just get on with the match, but in this case, with someone as Peach calling you out by name despite you never talking before, Krystal needed a few answers from the Princess before things got underway. 

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Krystal
Health: 145/145
Shield: 45/45
Status: Normal

[Mari]

The princess beamed slightly at Krystal, rather pleased with her answer. She couldn't help but wonder if Krystal was perhaps aware of her blog, or perhaps her charity work, or perhaps she simply heard of her through a friend? The possibilities were endless!


"I had heard of you from Miss Raffina and Miss Arle." she replied rather simply. "They did seem to think they might be inviting you over to visit us sometime. Perhaps they believed a matter of heart was guiding you to us?" Peach mused aloud, tapping her chin in a thoughtful manner. She considered this for a good long moment longer before offering Krystal a rather bright and inviting smile. "...I do hope you will give our fight your best effort, Miss Krystal. Although we believe very strongly in taking care of each other, we do sometimes have to put that aside to better ourselves and make each other stronger." Peach gently warned, not wanting to take Krystal off guard with her fighting abilities. "--Of course. I would be most delighted to make sure you are well taken care of afterward if it comes down to that." she quickly added with a wink. She then tilted Parry for easier viewing of his face. "Parry and I will be your opponents today." Peach explained. "Hello~! Where are your clothes?" Parry ever so innocently asked. Peach blanched rather hard and turned slightly pink in the face. "--P-Parry? That's rude... Not every world's citizens wear clothes, and other worlds might have very different ideas of clothes than us." Peach gently lectured. "Weird! --...I mean, sorry." Perry replied, second guessing his initial comment rather quickly. "--I do apologize. Parry is quite young." Peach gingerly explained.

She then shifted Parry back onto her shoulder and turned aside, spreading her legs very slightly into a rather regal fighting stance, readying herself for battle. "...I do look forward to getting to know your heart, Miss Krystal."

Princess Peach 165/165 HP 50/50 Shield

[heirtothemonado]

A few seconds passed before a look of comprehension dawned on Krystal's face. Raffina and Arle. The girl she had met at the mall, and then later at the bathhouse. She remembered them, vaguely. She didn't know that she'd left that much of an impression on her, though. "I remember them....sort of." Krystal admitted. "We've met a couple times but...I wasn't aware that they remembered me." Perhaps Peach was right though. Perhaps they thought she had a matter of the heart, as she put it, to sort out?

"I'll give it my best shot, your Highness." Krystal promised. While she had heard some things about Princess Peach's fighting prowess, that wasn't about to stop her from giving it her all. "And if I do need somewhere to rest afterward, I'd gladly take you up on that offer." She said with a smile. Which quickly vanished, her face turning red as she heard Perry's comment. "Urm….This is all I usually wear...." Krystal replied awkwardly. Why didn't she wear her combat suit like normal?

Pulling herself together, Krystal faced Peach. It looked like she was giving her the first move. Spinning her staff into her hand, Krystal pointed the tip at Peach and blasted a cone of flame toward the princess.

43tg4II_p_1d20+2 (Krystal's Fire Blast! 12% DMG, 30% chance to burn)

She followed that up by rushing in close and swinging her staff as hard as she could, aiming to disorientate Peach.

p_1d20-1 (Krystal's Staff Combat! DMG 5%)
p_1d20-1 (Again)
p_1d20-1 (And again)

Krystal then backed off, planting her staff on the ground as blue energy began to gather around the head. Seems that Krystal was gathering energy for a bigger attack!

(Startup post: Ice Blaster)

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Krystal
Health: 145/145
Shield: 45/45
Status: Normal, if not a tad embarrassed

1d20+2·1d20-1·1d20-1·1d20-1

[Mari]

gbWGCiHRp_1d20+2 (Peach's Fire Blast Dodge; Failure!)

Peach brought her arm to her face, shielding herself as a blast of fire singed at her! It stung at her exposed skin, what little there was, and overheated her a bit in her dress. She sighed in mild distress as the heat passed and she was released from the burning grasp of the fire. Thank goodness she wore perfume! She didn't care for the smell of singed hair. She then attempted to worm her way out of the way as Krystal began whacking at her with her staff, each time trying to back away to get away from the flurry of blows!

p_1d20+2 (Peach's Staff Combat Dodge; Failure!)
p_1d20+2 (Peach's Staff Combat Dodge; Success!)
p_1d20+7 (Peach's Staff Combat Dodge; Failure!)

...But when the third hit came, Peach was ready. "Oh no you do not~!" Peach sassily remarked, getting up in Krystal's face instead of retreating to throw her off her groove and cut her off before she could retreat, pulling Krystal into her frilly embrace! If Krystal wasn't able to get out of her grasp, she'd quickly find her face deliberately pulled into and smushed into Peach's bosom, subjecting her to some a marshmallowy hell, one of Peach's arms wrapped around her neck to keep her from pulling away. The other arm was wrapped around Krystal's waist, grasping her wrist and pulling her against Peach's body to make it harder for her to fight back.

p_1d20+7 (Peach's Bosom of Valor! This grapples Krystal and afflicts the infatuation status)

...And then, assuming she was succesful of course, Peach would just kinda start affectionately cuddling Krystal in an admittedly forceful and dominant manner. "...I do apologize that our first meeting must be a demonstration of tough love. Sometimes I do feel very anxious about fighting such wonderful people. Especially my fellow sisters." Peach sweetly cooed into Krystal's ears, gently yet firmly brushing her cheek and chin against those ears in such a manner as to pet Krystal without using her hands, a light yet pleasant nuzzle. Krystal could likely hear and feel Peach's heart racing in her chest, since she was currently pressed against it to the best of Peach's ability.

"...Ready? I do love to win, after all~!" Peach continued to softly coo, careful not to speak too loudly since she didn't want to hurt Krystal's ears speaking directly into them like this. ...Not that her voice was ever particularly harsh except for when she was screaming due a kidnapping or something. Without further ado, Peach would pull Krystal's face out of her bosom, plucking a cute pink mushroom with what appeared to be a pacifier on it from amidst her dress!

...And then, she casually pushed it into Krystal!

p_1d20+2 (Peach's Mini Mushroom! Auto-hits if the grapple hit. Else it is thrown at her. De-ages Krystal on contact, reducing all of her stat modifiers by 2 for 3 turns. However, this debuff will not end during a turn that Peach was in physical contact with Krystal.)

Peach would giggle at Krystal's de-aged form if she were successful, quite happy with herself! ...And then she'd promptly attempt to push Krystal down to the ground, stepping over her and pulling her legs out from underneath her as she did so such that she'd butt slam Krystal on the way down! She'd make a point to land on Krystal's chest to knock the wind out of her with her... respectable weight, before promptly scooting over slightly onto Krystal's head to quite literally smother her attempt to draw air back into her lungs!

p_1d20+7 (Peach's Booty Slam; Auto-hits if the grapple hit. Does 26% Damage and afflicts the suffocation status for as long as Peach's grapple lasts)

"...Oh Krystal~? If you are finding yourself having trouble speaking, I also accept kisses as a way of letting me know you surrender~!" Peach remarked in a sugary sweet tone. Did she just tell Krystal to..?? Yes, yes she did. In an exceedingly polite manner, at that.

p_1d20+7 (Peach's Appeal)

Princess Peach 143/165 HP 50/50 Shield Mini Mushroom CD: 3 Turns

1d20+2·1d20+2·1d20+2·1d20+7·1d20+7·1d20+2·1d20+7·1d20+7

[heirtothemonado]

Krystal felt the weight behind her strikes as her staff connected solidly with Peach's body. However, on the third hit, her staff was unexpectedly pulled away from her, pulling her along with it, incredibly close to Peach. As the princess made a grab for her, Krystal hurriedly tried to put some distance between them.

ZARPl7Jfp_1d20+1 (Krystal's Bosom of Valor dodge: Failure.)


But she wasn't fast enough, and Peach pulled her in and held her extremely close, shoving Krystal's face into her chest. Although Peach probably couldn't see it, Krystal's face turned a bright shade of red, blushing even through her fur. Struggling to free herself from Peach's grasp, Krystal tried pulling away quickly. This was no position to be in before royalty!


p_1d20-1 (Krystal's attempt to break free of the grapple: Failure. Infatuation duration: 6 turns)

As dainty as Peach looked, she was also surprisingly strong. Krystal couldn't even budge from the hold that she had her in. She was struggling so hard though, that Peach's words almost didn't register with her. When they did, a voice would echo in Peach's mind, seeing as Krystal's face was busy elsewhere. "Think nothing of it, Princess. I'll be glad to put up a fight, if that's what you want."

Words that she'd probably regret in a few seconds. As Peach pulled her head out of her chest, Krystal gasped, finally able to breathe again. Only to have something gently forced into her mouth. With no choice but to swallow it, Krystal ate the mushroom, and licked her lips a little. Strange taste. And even stranger feeling. Almost a tingly sensation all over her body. What exactly was in that mushroom? And why did Peach suddenly look so much bigger? 



Little Krystal looked up at Peach, still a bit confused as to what was happening, but she didn't have much time to question anything. Forcefully shoved to the ground, Little Krystal couldn't do anything but brace herself as Peach's behind slammed into her chest, forcing the air from her lungs. Before she could catch her breath, she felt the fabric of Peach's dress fill her mouth and plug her nose. Breathless, Krystal kicked at Peach from beneath her, trying to signal to her to get off, she couldn't breathe!

(Krystal can't dodge Peach's Booty Slam thanks to the Grapple!)

Stretching her hands out, she could just barely reach her staff, which had fallen close by. Curling her fingers around it, she pulled it slowly into her grasp. The tip was still glowing, so she pointed it toward the Princess sitting on her. Another voice rang out in Peach's head, higher and a little softer this time. "However, if you think I'm giving up this easily, think again."

p_1d20 (Krystal's Ice Blast! 24 - 10 = 14% DMG! 20% chance to freeze)

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Krystal
Health: 119/140
Shield: 45/45
Cooldowns: Ice Blast (1 turn)
Status: Suffocated
Infatuated (6 turns) 

1d20+1·1d20-1·1d20+2

[Princess Toadstool]

Peach simply could not help but childishly giggle a bit at the sensation of well... Krystal kicking at her butt! The irony of the situation wasn't lost on her as each blow merely bounced off her cushy presence, afflicting no real damage. At least, that was the case until she was abruptly blasted with ice. That got a reaction out of her. A yelp of surprise, namely. She hadn't even seen that coming.

((Peach takes the ice blast))
YkZ|pPFGp_1d20 (Freeze Chance; No freeze!)

...However, it also failed to move her off of Krystal. No. Peach, while incredibly girly and known for her ability to weightlessly defy gravity, still weighed a decent amount given her size. She shuddered but remained seated, holding still for a good moment in recoil before wiggling a bit to shake some ice off of her. She then began to affectionately pet Krystal's head, scratching behind the ears a bit. “...Oh dear. I was admittedly hoping that this would be enough to shake you.” Peach remarked in mild disappointment. “But, perhaps it is equally wonderful to meet another girl with the fortitude to meet me at my best with fighting spirit.” Peach mused aloud, all while continuing to smother Krystal with her behind. She pondered this for a moment, just kind of letting a bit of time pass.

((Peach continues to suffocate Krystal passively! ...For this turn, anyway.))

“I do hope that you are being honest.” Peach hesitantly began, moving to grab Krystal underneath her and stand back up, lifting Krystal up, holding her up before her face. “Because I will be pushing you a bit harder!” Peach went on to remark, beaming proudly at Krystal. Without further ado, she shifted one hand to the scruff of Krystal's neck and then pulled her other hand back, grabbing Perry... And in one wide sweep, she used Perry to gobble Krystal up!

((Peach is devouring Krystal! She can make attacks from inside Peach in an attempt to escape. Ironically, this releases her from her suffocation status.))

Krystal would abruptly find herself deep within Princess Peach, in a soft, warm, ...cramped, and very slimy area squished against Peach's belly by her corsette. Outside, Peach placed her hand on her hip and glanced down at herself. “Comfy~?” she lightly and playfully teased.

129/165 50/50 50/50

1d20

[heirtothemonado]

Krystal's vision was starting to fade as she struggled to breath. Peach's dress was filling her nose and mouth, and the pressure on her chest was preventing her from inhaling anyway. Just as she was considering resigning herself to her fate, she felt Peach scratch her behind her ears, before grabbing her by the scruff of her neck and pulling her in front of her face. Her staff fell from her grasp, but Krystal didn't register it. She gasped in relief as she filled her lungs with air. Well, at least she could breath again...

The young vixen barely managed to register Peach's words to her before she saw Perry swoop across her vision...and then everything went dark. Krystal blinked in confusion, unsure of what had just happened. That is, until she realized how cramped her surroundings were. Although it was pretty soft. But the pleasant feeling didn't last long, as Krystal felt something slimy drip down the back of her neck, making her fur stand on end. Something that no doubt would feel peculiar to Peach as it tickled her insides!

Slowly realizing where exactly she was, she started struggling a little bit. However, since she lost her staff when Peach had devoured her, the best she could do was swing her child-sized fists at Peach's stomach wall, which wouldn't be nearly enough for Peach to release her. Eventually she realized: She was stuck here.

"I'm....comfortable, I suppose. If not slightly wet." Krystal telepathically responded to Peach. "This is....not something I expected, especially not from you. I'm afraid I have to admit defeat. I don't have my staff. I don't have a way of fighting back." Krystal didn't like surrendering, but in this case it didn't look like she had much of a choice. She just hoped Peach would let her out of here soon....

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Krystal
Health:115/140
Status: Surrendering

[Princess Toadstool]

So, fun fact. Peach has no clue that her mind is being read. And so, as Krystal is trying to struggle her way out of her predicament, she might become aware of some odd thoughts from her competitor, accompanied by some amused giggling. (Oh, I'll never get used to that feeling. I wonder if this is what Mom went through when she was having me?) she quietly mused to herself. (...I bet Krystal would be a wonderful daughter. She's already making me proud! Hehe ...I probably shouldn't though. I might upset people if I adopt too many heirs. If only people were a bit more understanding... Being a princess is hard sometimes.) she mused aloud. (Besides, she'll probably resent me for putting her in there.) a darker corner of Peach's mind remarked. That thought sounded distinctly unhappy. (...I shouldn't think that way. Krystal is a strong girl! Maybe she'll understand. Besides, negative thoughts might taint my words and actions.) she finished, banishing the dark thought to the back of her mind.

As Krystal spoke up though, Peach stilled herself as best she could so she wasn't rocking Krystal around too much, and relaxed her abdominal muscles so to put a little less squeeze on her. She glanced at the downed staff nearby and her eyes widened in surprise. “--Oh dear. I must apologize. It was not my intention to force you to give up.” Peach apologized, very mildly shock in her tone that matched her rapid heartbeat heard just above Krystal's head. (I guess I didn't pay quite enough attention... I should probably collect her staff and bring it with me for when she gets out later.) Peach thought to herself, moving over and bending over to pick the staff up, causing Krystal's world to shift for a few moments horizontally. As she stood back up, she would gently move to gently pat Krystal's head through her stomach. At her touch, a couple of tiny pink hearts would sorta materialize their way inside of her, lightly fluttering around Krystal's head. A soothing healing magic spread over her, halting any digestion and soothing her wounds.


“And, ...yes. I have been told it is most unbefitting a princess to do such things. But--! I'd like to share with you a secret~” Peach thoughtfully replied and offered in a good-natured tone. “...So is winning fights~” she added more quietly after a moment, though her voice was easily audible from within. A small giggle escaped her. (Much as I strive to present myself as such, I am far from a perfect princess.) Peach wistfully thought to herself, a mild tone of defeat to her thought. (But that's okay. Because what matters is that I can love and support the people that need me. Especially those with a broken heart.) Peach went on to reassure herself.

((Victory! We can continue as a social or not at your leisure.))

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