No more beating around the bush, this is what she is, no confusion. However she's particularly good at hiding it. While most Liches are cold, dead husks of vastly unpleasant demeanour and overly powerful stat buffs and resistances, Milkette's from a different sort of cloth.
Any time you're gonna see her, she's gonna be the same ol' warm little mousegirl you guys love to bother. But if you ever see her like this - an eight-foot-tall monstrosity wreathed in soul-frosting fury and throbbing with unearthly power, then you've either made a very big mistake or she feels like scaring the bejeebus out of you.
Souls are energy, and she puts them into her phylactery like a piggy-bank. Fortunately for (most) you sorry mortal plebs, she's not after your souls. You can keep them for a while. Instead, there's a whole demon hierarchy with new upstarts cropping up every day in the underworld, and a lot of them are way too big for their britches. Better for her to fill said britches with her jiggly undead mousebutt, don't you think? So, she takes that soul power from evil, cruel creatures who probably would flay you no sooner than look at you.
She accepts her thanks for stemming the tide of evil into your sorry little lives in the form of milkshakes and large pepperoni pizzas. Get crackin'.
So that's how she looked in the fic. Still hot as hell. Ya know, that dragon guy is really into tall ladies, so once he warms up to Milkette she can even stay in that form around him. XD
So that's how she looked in the fic. Still hot as hell. Ya know, that dragon guy is really into tall
I kinda wanna see her try to scare someone with that form...only to find out she has aroused them. and I don't have pizza. I DO have hamburgers. Hamburgers with beef patties soaked in Auju sauce, topped with bacon, with chicken breast patty on it, porkcutlet on that, steak sauce in between two of the meats, ketchup, mustard, sriracha, Pepperjack cheese, Swiss Cheese, American cheese, Jalapenos, pickles, bell peppers, lettuce, onions, french stries and potato chips. Would one of those work? Oh. And rootbeer floats.
I kinda wanna see her try to scare someone with that form...only to find out she has aroused them. a
I'm sure gaining an 8 foot, cold-burning, soul-eating undead form is a turn-off to most people who are aware of it. I, on the other hand, am inclined to feel that a nice evening smiting evil followed by pizza and milkshakes sounds like a fine way to spend the night.
I'm sure gaining an 8 foot, cold-burning, soul-eating undead form is a turn-off to most people who a
