omg you eat incubators OHGOSH TIME TO RUN FOR OUR DAMN LIVES AND SCREAM LIKE WERE CHICKENS WITH NO HEADS. No you may not eat me lololol i think kyubey tastes better then me and i can’t multiply like him I believe.“Yeah. I am and you are Madoka. You’ve caused a lot of commotion in our home planet.”
“Like oh my god! Stop being such a scallywag! Just like let me so totally eat you and junk!”
“Is that so? I hope I didn’t cause too much of a problem for all of you.”
(Source: goddessmadoka)
Madoka is touring america
HI HONEY WE’RE AT THE GRAND CANYON, SMILE
THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING
THE STATUE OF LIBERTY
SMILE
HOMURA-CHAN
I SAID
SMILE.
Kaname Madoka
Age: 29
jubeyangel started following you
“Yarg! Here be like a Kyubey! Except like totally not! Can I like eat you? Cause I would like so totally eat you, matey. Like Kyubey totally tastes like taffy and like I like SO TOTALLY LOVE TAFFY OMG and like you are like Kyubey, matey.
“You are Jubey, right? If I recall, you’re an Incubator like him.”
Homura’s eye’s widened slightly and she felt as though her heart leaped, Madoka was staying?! ” I have been well Madoka-chan… of course it has not been the same without you… but that matters little now, because you have returned!”
Homura couldn’t help but smile; Madoka was back and safe, she could think of nothing else that could make her happier.
To see that precious smile once more warmed up her heart. Madoka nodded her head. “Mhmm! I’m back better than ever! There’s nothing that can keep me down now. So, you don’t have to worry. Alright?”
“I can be a hero from time to time. But you are correct. I am a wife. I hope that I’m a good one too.”
“Look at this Soul Gem! We humans are alive, even if we are Puella Magi! It doesn’t matter if its a videogame, movie, drama, anime, manga! We’re alive! People despair and die! This isn’t a game! You can’t just selfishly use the Puella Magi as your tool! This…is Sayaka-chan’s grief seed! I bet you already forgot she existed! The same way you have forgotten about everyone else! And that’s why I’m tearing down the witchification process! I want to be a hero by my OWN standards!”
Oh what a surge of power the Witch felt. Whatever had stepped into her Barrier was exceptionally strong! To the point it made the Witch certain that if she picked a fight she would probably be destroyed. Especially if this was a hostile Magi.
Perhaps if she curls up in her cape and hides as much of her little pinkbody as she can up on this chair they won’t find her?
As Madoka went deeper into the barrier, many kinds of cakes and other delicacies surrounded her. Sweets. Sweets everywhere. She definitely knew the master of this barrier. I wonder where this little one is, she thought. The savior had met many iterations of this particular witch many times. She couldn’t help but wonder if this one was a hostile witch.
Madoka proceeded to the location of the dessert witch. There she saw her sitting up in her chair and hiding within her cape. Madoka couldn’t help but start giggling as she made her way towards the tiny witch. “There you are. I’ve been looking for you. Don’t hide now. I won’t hurt you.”
Oh, she trusted her. How lovely, how wonderful. Kriemhild had no intention of breaking anyone’s trust for any reason, but that nickname really grinded her gears. She wasn’t sure why.
The Witch who preferred to be called Gretchen cast her eyes about, sensing the dark presence. It wasn’t like that projected by Witches, but rather, a more primal, colder sensation.
“Of course I feel it.” She put her hands out, calling a twisted black bow to her grasp. “I suspect we’ll make short work of them, ehehe~”
Madoka conjured the familiar rose-tipped bow alongside her counterpart and gripped it. She took a deep breath. “Hopefully there won’t be a lot to deal with,” she commented as she began going forward into the location of the demons. “Or maybe it would be a better if there were more? Either way, let’s go. I’ll make sure that nothing bad happens.”
She continued onward, seeing about twenty or so demons. It was quite the number. Madoka took a glance at Gretchen and quickly nodded her head.
“It is so good to see you… how have you been? I can’t even remember the last time I saw you… It is so good to see you now!”
“A lot of things have happened that led me here, but please know that my appearance now is not temporary. It’s permanent this time.”
She giggled.
“Anyway, I have been well. There’s still plenty that I’ve still gotta do, but I can manage it. How about you? How has your life been so far, Homura-chan?”
