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06.25.2016: Exactly a month since my last update (somehow), I'm once again bringing in some big changes. The forum structure has been revamped AGAIN, essentially reversing the changes made back in November. The 'Old IGNO' style of posting is officially back, by popular demand!! We will henceforth be emphasizing our signature style of spontaneous in-character discussions instead of the ill-attempted shift towards traditional roleplaying. Head over to the Casual RP forum and jump into the action!! And fear not - the traditional topics are still here, they just got a new home, too!! --SG2
05.25.2016: Am I alive again? Who knows. Regardless of my state of existence, I'm doing some much-needed cleanup over at IGNOpedia. I'd like to regain my IGNO mojo and start attracting newbies now that summer break has begun, for the bored folks out there looking for a new RP hangout... --SG2
12.1.2015: Completely rewrote the Element Guide from scratch. Now much more comprehensive!! --SG2
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11.12.2015: I'm back from the dead. Time to take a break from playing Skyrim and make a return to IGNOLand - big things planned!! --SG2
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Posted: Feb 5 2015, 07:00 PM
Big Boobs McGee
The Magical Tit SorceressElf // Very Old // Female
Light // Wayward Woods // High Balance
Weight: 160 lbs (because boobs that big are heavy)
Figure/Build: average body type, with giant fucking breasts
Hair: Black with purple hair ties. Like elven Korra
Eyes: Crystal clear silver/grey eyes
Skin: Pale white skin
Usually dons an elegant purple gown with red jewels adorning it
As an elf, MTS looks a lot younger than her age, which is older than any human. She has the appearance of a young woman roughly 21 years of age.
Note: Hoo boy, MTS is a tough one. Her entire backstory hinged on the old backstory of how IGNOLand came to be, and with that story retconned out, she basically needs to be rewritten from scratch. I'm going to write out my own crappy version of a new backstory for her that should hopefully keep the MTS we know and love intact even without the whole business about her rebuilding the world. Since I also haven't firmly established what IGNOLand elves are like yet, this is going to be VERY WIP. --SG2
Note: As for the name "Mar'grethe", I looked into the origins of the name Meghan, grabbed the root form, and turned it into something that sounded fantasy/elf-like. --SG2
Born Princess Mar'grethe of [name of elf kingdom], MTS was brought up in isolation from the rest of the world and groomed to be an elegant and refined princess of her kingdom. As it is, [elven kingdom] had kept itself shut behind its magical walls for centuries, ever since [whatever happened that made the elves go into hiding]. However, Mar'grethe was always a curious girl and she hated being cooped up in the same place all the time, wanting to venture out and see the world. But even normal children weren't allowed to leave the city, let alone a princess...and having been born with the glorious gift of the Light element, Mar'grethe was particularly considered to be a treasure, destined for great things in her future. She was protected from 'harm' and 'corruption' constantly, smothered by attention she never wanted.
With no way to leave her isolated world, and no friends her age to play with, Mar'grethe created an imaginary world for herself full of imaginary friends. Her days were filled with laughter and happiness. However as she got older she was told that such conduct was unfitting for a princess, and forbidden from 'talking to herself' in public. So, she began to play with her friends only when she was alone...until even that was discovered. Mar'grethe was forced to have an 'escort' with her at all times, under the guise of 'protection', but she knew it was so they could keep a close eye on her and make sure she didn't do anything so 'un-princess-like'. The cold grey days had returned once again, and she longed more than anything to be able to be free of this life.
All the while, Mar'grethe was approaching her teenage years and her body was beginning to develop into that of a young woman. A shapely figure was common amongst the women of royal elven families, and it seemed that Mar'grethe would be no exception. However...when she reached the point where most elven women would have stopped developing, she continued to fill out. It seemed that the royal tailor was brought in every other week to make adjustments to her dresses, as she was rapidly outgrowing them. At first, this was seen as a blessing - a buxom figure was considered to be a sign of great power, and long and prosperous rule among the royal families - but it had gotten to the point of ridiculousness. The king could not continue emptying his royal treasury to pay for his daughter's new clothes every few weeks!! Something had to be done. The best doctors were called in from all across the kingdom, but not a one of them was able to find the cause of the princess' unusual development.
Soon, it began to be whispered about the royal court that the princess was cursed, and would bring great misfortune upon the ruling house. Baseless rumors of dark magic were spread, and people began to eye the princess with distrust. The fact that she was known for talking to her 'imaginary friends' only made the people more suspicious of her, believing there to be foul spirits reaching into her mind and corrupting her with evil influences, filling her breasts with evil toxin that would befoul the kingdom. As these tall tales grew more and more intense, the king was eventually convinced that they must be true...and so, to prevent her from bringing about the downfall of the entire kingdom, Princess Mar'grethe was to be locked away and confined in a small room in the tallest tower, and contact with her - beyond to deliver her daily meals and necessities - was prohibited. The elves once again demonstrated that the extent of their problem-solving skills was to simply remove themselves from the 'problem' in hopes that it would go away.
Mar'grethe was now more trapped than ever, but for the first time in years she felt free. No one could watch over her and forbid her from entering her imaginary world, and conversing with the spirits of her mind. They whispered to her of even greater freedoms, of the world beyond the walls, beyond the barrier, even beyond the sea of trees that was the Wayward Woods!! But Mar'grethe was powerless to experience these wonders, now that she had been locked away in this tower...and considering how long her people had remained hidden after the last great disaster, she didn't think they would ever allow her to leave again. But the spirits whispered of a way she could use her own power to free herself...the tremendous power stored within her very bosom.
Mar'grethe didn't understand...how could her breasts free her from this cell? She was told that the true reason buxom elven women were considered so powerful was that they stored their excess elemental energies within their breasts, as a sort of 'power reserve'. With an ordinary element, like Earth or Wind, the upper extent of those powers was limited...but Mar'grethe was born of the rare and gifted Light element, widely considered to be the most powerful of them all. This meant her stores of power were even greater than normal, and they filled her breasts to the point that they had become this large - in other words, Mar'grethe had at her disposal an enormous amount of power. If she could only harness that power, she would surely be able to sunder the chains that bound her to this room, and to this isolated life in the elven kingdom.
For months, Mar'grethe focused the powers of her mind and began training to control her element. Though her room was small, it had a tiny window to the outside, and during the daytime the sunlight shone through - this fueled her powers even further. She also found that jiggling her breasts themselves caused nearby objects to react to the projected vibrations, generating small shockwaves capable of knocking objects over. At first she was only able to do small things, like nudge the drink cup left behind from her morning meal, but in time she was able to topple the cup over completely. Practicing more and more, her powers grew...one day, the guard ran up to her room, reporting that vibrations had been felt several floors below her cell, though when he arrived he saw nothing out of the ordinary...just a girl sitting alone on the edge of her bed in this tiny room. She tested the extent of this ability periodically, seeing if she could shake the branches of the distant trees she could see through her window, or cause the flower vase to crack. The spirits inside her mind urged her further all the while, encouraging her to take control of her full abilities and make her escape.
Almost a year had passed since the princess had been locked away, and she knew that the people had largely forgotten her. The guard duty had been decreased substancially, essentially to just the rounds made to deliver her morning and evening meals. She knew the time was right for her to make her escape, and when the fated day came, Mar'grethe used her shockwave to crack the lock on her door. For the first time in a year, Mar'grethe tasted the air outside her cell...but this was only the beginning. She raced down the stairs of the tower, but of course it wouldn't be so easy - she was discovered, and quickly pursued!! Mar'grethe grabbed her ample bosom in her hands and slammed them together, creating a fearsome shockwave the likes of which she hadn't produced before - the floors shook, and the guards toppled one after the other like dominoes. Vases and books flew off the shelves, pets began to cry, and it wasn't long until the whole castle was alerted to her escape. Still, the spirits egged her on, urging her towards her freedom!!
Mar'grethe raced through the corridors, down the stairs, across the balcony, all the way down into the grand hall, where she threw open the massive double-door to her palacial prison - not with her hands, but with the sheer force of her breasts!! She raced out beyond the castle garden for the first time in her life, looking at the confused and terrified faces of the people as she continued on her flight, eyeing the archetecture of the houses and shops, admiring the cobblestone path beneath her bare feet...all of it was new and exciting to her. This was the world beyond the palace...but it seemed like she would never make it further than this, as she soon came upon the great magical barrier that had enclosed the city for centuries. She stopped, trying to think of a way around it...but her pursuers were rapidly catching up, and she had nowhere left to run. She couldn't let them take her back there...she still had one option left to try.
With a deep breath filling the lungs inside her heaving chest, Mar'grethe knocked her breasts together once more...a brilliant aura engulfed her body, and her very radiance seemed to pierce through the glowing barrier that separated her from the outside world. She reached out a single hand towards her freedom...and watched it slip beyond the wobbling forcefield. The barrier had been weakened, but there wasn't much time until it would reform!! This was her first and last chance to taste freedom, and she took it, diving through the barrier and tumbling roughly to the other side. Her fancy dress was torn and dirtied, but she didn't need it anymore...she had done it. As she watched her pursuers bang furiously against the wall of the translucent barrier, staring at her and pleading that she return, she could do nothing but smile. This may have been the first genuinely happy smile of her life...and then, without any warning, she ripped the torn fabric of her dress free of her body, baring her naked bosom to the world.
"Breasts...ARE FREEDOM!!", she cried, throwing her arms out wide and spinning joyfully. Those who did not faint outright could only look on in horror as their princess skipped out into the forest, buck-naked...never to be seen (by them) again.
As the last step in casting off the shell of her former life, the princess abandoned her former name of Mar'grethe for a more appropriate moniker...dubbing herself 'MTS', for Magical Tit Sorceress. She ran naked through the woods for several days and nights until she found the perfect clearing in which to make her home, which would later become known as The Boob Gardens. She declared that the Boob Gardens would become a bastion of all things breast, a firm symbol of funbag freedom, free of titty tyranny. And for the first time, she gave her spirit friends physical form as Boob Golems, the sworn protectors of her lands. To this day, MTS stands for the right to bear breasts, and uses her judicious jugs to uphold that which is righteous, and - most of all - free.
Note: Okay that was really rough because I literally made it up as I went along but SOMETHING like that, at least...the ending makes it seem like boobs were taboo in the kingdom though, which contradicts the stuff earlier on, I dunno, subject to change as you see fit, but it's a Hell of a lot less confusing than the stuff about Pink and the Earth-shattering cataclysm at least. --SG2
Skills: Using her malicious melons to bring jugular justice to the world through way of light-based shockwaves. Also film, fangirling, and making LG uncomfortable.
Her patented martial arts technique is the Titty Twister, essentially a shoryuken except you're smacked by her tits flopping in your face while she spins instead of her fist.
Weapon/Combat Power of Choice: In addition to her hefty howitzers, MTS wields a dark sword called the Night Bane. Despite its name and shadowy appearance, the blade is enchanted with the light element.
Posted: Feb 5 2015, 07:42 PM
Big Boobs McGee