Bust Potion Pandemonium!
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Story transcript
Maomao: (Another day stuck here. My shop gone, my research wasted...)
Lina: Are you Maomao? I need your help with something super important!
Maomao: Let me guess. Another ridiculous potion request?
Lina: Just... a small growth formula. Nothing major!
Naga: Ohoho! Still trying to compete with me, little girl?
Naga: Some things just can't be fixed with magic! Not all the brews in the world can fix those Itty bitty bits you call a chest. Ha!!
Maomao: (Her pride's wounded. Maybe just this once...)
Maomao: I'll brew it. But remember - magical enhancements always have... side effects.
Lina: (Finally! Let's see who'll be laughing now!)
Lina: T-This wasn't supposed to hurt... I wanted to be beautiful, not a damn hunchback.
Maomao: Your spine's compensating for the sudden weight. Let me prepare a counteragent.
Lina: Absolutely not! I can handle a little back pain. I'm special for once.
Naga: Oh my! Look who's finally getting a taste of reality!
Naga: All that magic and you still can't walk straight! How does it feel, little girl?
Naga: I can walk gracefully with posture. You look like a sagging bag of oranges. Pathetic, ha!!!
Lina: (I'll show her. Just need to... walk it off...)
Maomao: (The growth formula's temporary. But pride? That's permanent poison.)
Lina: My magic... it's... gone?!
Naga: (Without her spells, she's just a flat-chested girl with back problems...)
Lina: It's... it's gone. Everything's back to normal. I'm flat again!
Naga: Ohohoho! Did you really think magic could fix what nature denied you?
Lina: SHUT UP! You've been nothing but cruel since we got here!
Lina: I hate you! I hate your stupid perfect body and your stupid laugh! I HATE YOU!!! FUCK OFF YOU COW!!!
Maomao: Even in this district I get no peace. (Fuck my life....)
Naga: Such language from a little girl who can't even handle her own insecurities!
Lina: Naga, I'm going through shit and here you are piling on. You suck as a friend.
Maomao: I never said that was the only formula I know. Sometimes the best revenge...
Maomao: (is letting natural justice take its course.)
Naga: (Wait... why does everything feel... heavier?)
Lina: (Why did I think magic could fix everything...)
Maomao: Real strength isn't measured in cup sizes. It's measured in who you choose to be when no one's watching.
Naga: (What is happening to my... these are definitely bigger...)
Naga: This isn't possible! My outfit wasn't designed for... for this!
Maomao: (A growth formula that transfers proportionally. Simple physics, really.)
Naga: I... I need to go! This isn't over!
Lina: Ha ha ha!!! Serves you right Naga. Thanks for the pep talk Maomao. I feel better.
Maomao: To natural justice. Sometimes the best solutions don't require magic at all. (I need a vacation.)