Witch Mass; Assembly

Zita floats in the center of the meeting hall on her chain and lock 'broom' awaiting all of the Witchlings. There was something very important that needed to be discussed.

A 'Misery Witchling' cautiously floats into the ‘Hall' on a ‘Broom of Skulls', some still carrying human ‘Flesh' on them.

Her 'Feline Familiar' sat on her ‘Broom', his bones poking out of his rainbow coloured fur. He glanced around the room with his sharp feline eyes, taking everything in.

The Misery Witchling bowed slightly as she was noticed.

Misery Witchling: "I assume you are Lady Zita, the Head Witch?"

Zita laid down on her 'Broom'.

Tzita: "Why, yes I am, cute little Witchling~! Might as well make small talk while we wait for the other Witchlings, yes? Who might you be?"

The Misery Witchling blinked and introduced herself.

Misery Witchling: "And this...."

The Feline Familiar stirred on her lap, raising his head.

Feline Familiar: "I am her familiar".

A Hell Witchling walks into the area waving towards both the Misery Witching and the Head Witch, then bows in respect to both witches.

The Hell Witchling’s Familiar is a ‘Panda' Pet.

The ‘Pet Familiar' roars sofly and cutely.

An Elemental Witchling walks in.

Elemental Witchling: "Hello... Nice to meet you all."

Zita acknowledged the two other Witchlings who made their way in.

Tzita: "Hm. I'm pretty sure that's everyone... AHEM! Witchlings in training to become Witches! I welcome you! I am Zita, the Head Witch and your commander at this time! You must come to me and me alone for your missions and such unless I state otherwise! Now, for the important business that needs to be attended to... There are some rogue witches out roaming about this place... Rogue witches of whom I do not know of, but they are rogue indeed. Do not trust or befriend them, if you even figure out who they are! They may protect their souls so that you cannot sense that they themselves are witches, so watch out! I must say KILL THEM AT ALL COSTS! You will be rewarded greatly if you do, but be careful... They are all very powerful, these rogue witches. Also, I have to say, COLLECT SOME SOULS! The more you collect, the more powerful you and your magic become, and you are eligible to become a full fledged Witch once you collect over 50 souls! SO ALL OF YOU WITCHLINGS, I SAY, DO YOUR BEST! And watch out for those Rogue Witches, once again..."

Zita sighed. "Are there any questions?"

Elemental Witchling: "I have one, Zita!"

Tzita: "Yes, young Witchling~?"

Elemental Witchling: "Um... I know this might sound like a dumb question... To collect souls are they taken them from others in the village or are they taken from the rouge witches we encounter?"

Zita pondered this question.

Tzita: "Hm? Oh, a soul can be harvested from anything and everything! Whether it be a ninja or a dog or a creature from one of the portals or even a witch, you can harvest its soul! The only problem is sustaining your lust for souls. If you lust for too many, you may turn into a... SIN. BUT ANYWAY, GO OUT AND HAVE FUN TRYING TO COLLECT SOULS! And Witches souls are worth more than a normal soul, so if you manage to get one, you'll be in for a lucky surprise!"

Elemental Witchling: Okay... I'll do my best.

Hell Witchling: Sweet! Let's all do our best! *smiles*

The Misery Witchling nodded.

Misery Witchling: "Of course, Lady Zita. I shall enjoy my soul collecting…”

The Feline Familiar shook his head. "Says you, sadist girl”.

Misery Witchling: "Watch it, Klyde. I'll cut your tounge out".

The Feline Familiar's eyes widened. "oooooh! You would?"

The Misery Witchling sighed. "You being a masochist takes the fun out of it..."

The Feline Familiar pouted. "No fair..."

Elemental Witchling: I'm glad there are other witches in this village.

A 'Pumpkin Witchling' stood in the hall, chewing on a few pumpkin seeds.

She turned to her 'Fairy Familiar', who's wings were fluttering nervously.

Pumpkin Witchling: "So then....Now I will be meeting the Head Witch?"

The Fairy Familiar nodded.

Fairy Familiar: "Yes. She will be able to take your magic much further then I could…”

-Recruitment-

In a burst of magical magic, Zita appeared in front of the new Witchling that she had never seen before. Zita hovered over a desk, then plopped down on it with her legs crossed.

Tzita: "Ooooh! Another cuuute little Witchling! Let me guess, you want to join up with me in the Witch Province? Ah, but don't be so formal! Take a seat!"

Zita waved her hand, then a seat of chains formed itself under her and she was placed gently into the chair, gravity taking its effects on her once again.

The Pumpkin Witchling blinked as she was lifted to the newly made chain-seat. It was rather comfy, despite the fact it was made of...well, chains.

Pumpkin Witchling: “Hee, thank you~ Yes, I would like to join you, Miss Zita... I’ve been told that you can help me further my magical ability...”


The Pumpkin Witchling bowed her head, hand shooting up to grab her hat before it fell off.

Pumpkin Witchling: “Would you care to...train me?”

Zita smiled, her eye not covered by her hair dimming as her keyhole pupil gave a greenish gleam before returning back to black.

Tzita: "Well~! We do have a shortage of Witchlings here lately... And I, the Head Witch, am obliged to welcome all the good little witches~! Of course you can train under me!"

Zita's smile quickly became a stern frown.

Tzita: "But... Make sure never to be caught up in the plots of evil witches... Do not fall into their traps..."

Zita smiled again "So, anything you want to know~?"

The Pumpkin Witchling raised her head and smiled warmly at Zita.

Pumpkin Witchling: "Thank you, Head Witch. I will keep my eye out for any of these...bad witches, and their traps".

She sighed at questioning.

Pumpkin Witchling: "Anything I want to know? ....I want to know how to further my magical power.
How can I become...Stronger?"

Zita snapped back into the conversation.

Tzita: "Ahem, but yes. I am a witch of massive power. I can teach you a lot! What sort of magic do you use miss... um... Huh. You never introduced yourself~! What is your name?"

The Pumpkin Witchling grinned. She blushed as she realized her mistake.

Pumpkin Witchling: "Oh, I'm so sorry. I am a Pumpkin Witchling. Pleased to meet you.”

The Pumpkin Witchling fiddled with her hand for a moment, then spread them apart, a small pumpkin hovering between them.

Pumpkin Witchling: "I use Pumpkin Magic~.”

The Pumpkin Witchling paused, watching as a layer of metal covered the pumpkin, hardening against it, the fine lines of the pumpkin carved into the material.

Pumpkin Witchling: "And the Metal Element~."

Zita nodded.

Tzita: "So, you are a Pumpkin Witchling, huh? Welcome to the Witch Province..."

Zita eyed her up and down.

Tzita: "Is there... any sort of animal that you are attributed to in any way? I am attributed to Parasites..."

From Zita's body came a swarm of metallic parasitic flying insects, which went back into her body after demonstration.

Tzita: "And two other witches here are attributed to Frogs and Mice. There is even a snake witch. But, there are quite a few witches who have no animal theme, so I was just asking~!"

The Pumpkin Witchling shook her head.

Pumpkin Witchling: "Nope, no animals. BUT!”

The Pumpkin Witchling threw the pumpkin into the air and the metal shattered, flying in random directions. Lines were made in the pumpkin as shapes popped outward, the pumpkin now barring a twisted face. A flickering light could be seen within the pumpkin head, giving the eyes an eerie red glow. A small torn cape appeared around it, and it fluttered in a wind that was not there.

Pumpkin Witchling: "I can attach souls of the dead to my pumpkins, though. Or a small part of my soul… They make illusions and hallucinations… and are quite cute, I would think~"

The Pumpkin Witchling explained, grinning.

Zita gasped.

Tzita: "Awww, how cuuute! Alright. That seems good enough. If you ever need anything from me, you know where to go~! You could just stop by my castle, or something... Huh... But now that I think about it... You did want to become stronger, right? Well, the only way for a Witchling to become stronger is to collect souls..."

The Pumpkin Witchling smiled and nodded.

Pumpkin Witchling: "I would love to go on a mission Head Witch...Just tell me what to do~"

The cape-wearing pumpkin fluttered into her lap. The Pumpkin Witchling stroked a hand over the grooves of the skin, smiling contently.

Zita smiled.

Tzita: "Well, you see, to become stronger with your magic, you must collect souls. The more souls you have, the stronger your magic is!"

Zita randomly started clapping.

Tzita: "Collect souls by defeating enemies and such! You think you can handle it?"

A Toy Witchling stood awkwardly in the meeting hall, scratching the back of her head. Someone advised her to join the Witch Province and meet the Head Witch… so she came.