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“	I wrote my last will and testament because life is fleeting and you never know when you or a loved one will die.	„
	~ Molly

“	Aww... He’s a loser.	„
	~ Molly to Rick Shades

Background

Molly Blyndeff is a beleaguered 12-year-old girl who runs a family toy store in place of her neglectful father and sister. She winds up getting locked in the Sweet Jazz City Museum after hours during a school trip and is promptly roped into an insane plot over a mysterious amulet with the power to steal people's epithets.

Her Epithet, "Dumb", can mute and/or simplify objects or people. This application may vary, from creating a bubble that prevents sound from traveling in or out, to lowering the damage of an attack, to actually making someone less intelligent.

Statistics

Tier: At least 9-C. 2-C with Dumb

Name: Molly Blyndeff, Bear Trap by Giovanni

Origin: Epithet Erased

Sex: Female

Age: 12

Classification: Human, Epithet User, Inscribed, Temporary Member of the Banzai Blasters'

Status: Alive

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral (Despite how nice she seems, these moments were mere situations where being Service Industry Nice was the best call for her. She is described her as cunning and observant for a 12 year old, to the point where her toy store job taught her that the best way to get things done through manipulation, manipulated Sylvester Ashling by telling him she'd be his friend, could easily pinpoint that she and Giovanni Potage were nowhere near strong enough to deal with Mera on their own, instantly figured out Sylvester's powers, instantly figured out Beefton's weakness, negotiated with Indus Tarbella to release her, held Mera Salamin at bay by persuading her)

Dimensionality: 3-D

Attack Potency: At least Peak Human level. Universe level with Dumb (Molly can completely destroy Lorelai Blyndeff's worlds where it's noted she creates entirely seperate worlds that she can create anything she can imagine in it^[1])

Durability: At least Peak Human level (Bullets in the verse only deal minor impact damage, tanked a hit from Doctor Beefton)

Striking Strength: At least Peak Human Class

Lifting Strength: Regular Human

Travel Speed: Regular Human

Combat Speed: Supersonic

Reaction Speed: Supersonic (Can react to characters who can react to Percy who danced around bullets)

Stamina: Average

Range: Standard Melee Range, Unknown with her powers (Her powers are based on targetting something and dumbing it down)

Intelligence: At least Genius (Despite her age is able to run a business, file taxes, etcetera. Brendan Blaber stated that she is straight-up the smartest character in the show, and that she'd be extremely dangerous if she was a villain. Described her as cunning and observant for a 12 year old, to the point where her toy store job taught her that the best way to get things done through manipulation, manipulated Sylvester Ashling by telling him she'd be his friend, could easily pinpoint that she and Giovanni Potage were nowhere near strong enough to deal with Mera on their own, instantly figured out Sylvester's powers, instantly figured out Beefton's weakness, negotiated with Indus Tarbella to release her, held Mera Salamin at bay by persuading her, all of this is stated to not be due to her epithet but just from her being smart. Can manipulate Zora Salazar into getting mad to make her look bad in front of everyone. It should be noted that Sylvester is a naturally trained psychologist who graduated at the age of 15 and she can easily manipulate him along with Mera who was capable of manipulating Sylvester)

Powers and Abilities

Superhuman Physical Characteristics, Genius Intelligence (A smart young girl capable of instantly figuring out one's epithet and capable of manipulating people), Social Influencing (Was able to convince Sylvie into becoming his friend, was able to stall Mera long enough for Giovanni to attack. Shown and stated by Brendan that she'd be able to "weaponize her own cuteness" to make her not get killed in games and "sew the seeds of infighting" by saying very little), Limited Organic Manipulation (Indirectly creates the marshmallows in her hair), Accelerated Development (Continuous use of one's epithet will cause it to grow stronger), Aura (All epithet users have an aura around them), Consumption (Type 1. Can eat screws and drink from pinecones to regain stamina and health), Pain Manipulation & Damage Reduction (Can dumb down pain even characters in verse that constantly feel pain no longer feel it after she dumbs it down), Mind Manipulation (Can turn one dumb and in the process make them believe they're an inanimate object like a car), Sound Manipulation (Can erase sound in her sound bubble making people unable to hear each other), Nothingness Manipulation (Molly can dumb things down into nothing), Conceptual Manipulation (Molly's epithet allows her to dumb everything down to nothing, including ideas, simplfying concepts and words^[2]), Portal Creation & Dimensional Travel (Can open portals and travel into Subjective Reality based worlds through touching the object outside of the world^[3]), Regeneration (High-Low. Characters regenerate after winning a battle. Giovannia could regenerate back his broken bones. Possibly Mid-Godly. Molly Blyndeff has an ability named "Hushabye" which dumbs down the opponent to nothing. She later got attacked by bears and when asked if she could erase the bears, she states that they would just come back after the fight. Since everyone instantly regenerates right after a fight in verse, the characters themselves should be able to come back from existence erasure), Immortality (Type 6. Mera's bones breaking were viewed as -1 damage this doesn't only apply to Mera as she broke Sylvie's ribs. It is stated by word of god that everyone in Epithet Erased functions under JRPG mechanics so even attacks that are greatly above them and should kill them can't, for example being shot in the head will not kill them, they are even described as "extremely hard to kill"), Restoration (After battles characters injuries, statuses, etcetera are normally undone, including acts such as de-aging a character, being reverted), Power Nullification (Molly with her dumb epithet can completely erase all magic and summons related to Subjective Reality^[4]), High Resistance to Pain (Characters in Epithet Erased are extremely hard to kill and can survive shots to the head along with taking attacks that break their bones without showing much harm from it), Age Manipulation (After a battle is over, affects such as Zora Salazar's ability to de-age a character, were reverted), Law Manipulation (Molly's sister has the ability to create stories where she is the main character Molly uses her abilities to destroy her sister's creations, including her stories^[5]), Transmutation (Molly can use her dumb epithet to undo transmutations^[6])

Notable Techniques

Dumb: Her Epithet, "Dumb", can mute and/or simplify objects or people. This application may vary, from creating a bubble that prevents sound from traveling in or out, to lowering the damage of an attack, to actually making someone less intelligent.
- Silence Bubble: Creates a soundproof bubble around herself that mutes everything outside and inside.
  - Silent But Deadly: A combo technique she performs with Giovanni Potage, Deafening the opponent while Giovanni attacks from behind undetected.
- Dumb Down:
  - Dumb Down Intelligence: Molly can use this to hypnotize people by reducing their intelligence, making them highly suggestible.
  - Dumb Down Attack/Pain: Reduces any pain she or others feel and reduces the amount of damage an attack can do. With this, she is able to create an aura of serenity to reduce a person's discomfort.
  - Hushabye: Dispels summoned objects/entities by "dumbing them down to nothing". Molly notes that she's only used it on small summons and that larger summons will reappear quickly after she uses it. Along with this, it's unknown if she can do this to humans.

Other

Standard Tactics: Molly tries to figure out a strategy along with using her dumb epithet.

Weaknesses: Doesn't know the full extent of her dumb powers, doesn't know if hushaby works on humans, and it cannot work on bigger and stronger animals. She is also naturally not a combat fighter usually requiring help from others to beat an opponent. She has intense pyrophobia.

Note: The Among Us gag is non-canon though Brendan specifically states in the tweet how it would go if they actually did this, thus it's useable for what Molly can do.

Note 2: During Prison of Plastic Molly notes that her powers only really work so well in her sister's world, this is most likely due to the fact that she isn't fully aware of what she could do with her Dumb epithet, as shown during the scene where Molly uses "Hushabye", Giovani asks if she can do that to real people and she replies that she doesn't know. The other possibility is that her creativity and proficeny stats aren't high enough.

Theme

References

↑ "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.
↑ "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.
↑ “Okay . . .” Molly began pacing back and forth like a drill sergeant. “Rick has never met my sister, so let me explain how this works. My sister Lori can shoot us with those magic blast thingies, right? If she ever hits you with a spell like that. Ever. Even once! Then you’ll get popped back outside of the bubble. It doesn’t matter where you are inside of the bubble, if you’re hit, then that means that you go all the way back to the start.” She lifted a fist to the edge of the dream bubble and exploded out her fingers. The sphere opened, revealing the cobblestone bridge and the garden beyond. “It might take us hours to find Lori, but if she hits us one time, then we’re back at the bridge. My epithet is the only way you can get back into the bubble.” She kicked the bubble to demonstrate. Her foot dinged off the surface and it echoed like something hollow and iron. “That means if any of you guys get knocked out, you’ll be stuck outside.”
↑ “Get out, get out, get OUT!” Lori squawked! A barrage of bunny-eared bubbles soared through the woods and exploded around their feet. Rick, who was unfamiliar with his little lizard legs, didn’t stand a chance. One of the bubbles collided against his side and he was gone. Molly covered her hands in glowing epithet energy like boxing gloves and popped the spells away by punching them before they could hit her."
↑ "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.
↑ "She lifted her wand in the air and cast the largest spell yet: “Your hearts are so ugly and you always bug me! I don’t want to hear it . . . let form reflect SPIRIT~!” Hot, angry magic began raining down on the girls like meteors. Molly’s priority split. She was the only one who could block the incom-ing attacks, but Phoenica and Trixie were standing on opposite sides! She feinted one way, then the other, locked in indecision. Chasing two rabbits and catching none. With a little yelp, shooting stars collided into her friends, helpless and hurt, all because she let them come along with her. All because she made her sister mad. When the biggest star of all rained down from the heavens, Molly didn’t even dodge it. She felt like she deserved it. For speaking up. For getting angry. She wasn’t supposed to get angry. This was her fault. She didn’t hear what Lorelai said to her as the witch dived back into the water. She didn’t feel herself begin to change as the spell took effect. Molly didn’t even notice that her body had become as small as she felt. A little gnat. Nothing more than a tiny brown puffball with little itty bitty wings and two big round, sad eyes, floating alone above the bridge. “Molly . . . !” . . . “. . . Molly!!!” She blinked out of dissociation. Trixie and Feenie were there in front of her, except that their propor-tions were wrong. They were larger than she was now, but at the same time far too small. She got a better look at them as her brain came back into focus. Her two friends had been morphed into some sort of small fae crea-tures. Maybe a fairy or a pixie or something. Feenie’s long blonde hair was now adorned with a golden halo and she was held aloft by lace wings that looked as though they’d been fashioned out of a frilled doily. Trixie had wings too, but hers were intricate and bent like an iron fence at a graveyard. She wore a black reaper hoodie with teeny horns popping out of her pink hair like glow sticks and a long, thin tail shaped like an arrow. A little neon imp. Her one eye was huge and cutesy. The two of them looked like they belonged on the top of a Christmas tree or a wedding cake. Rick—behind them—was still a lizard. He was the largest of them now. The girls fretted over Molly, wanting to help but hesitant to touch her. She was . . . so small . . . barely more than a dust speck with wings. “Are you okay?” Trixie asked. She wasn’t okay. She felt so tiny. The world around her had become endlessly enormous and the cobblestone bridge was now a miles-long parking lot. She felt terrible. But . . . She thought about her friends, transformed by her failures. She thought about her teacher who had been kidnapped by a witch. She thought about her Boss, in danger of falling under her sister’s spell. She had people to help. She had a job to do. It didn’t matter how she felt. Trixie and Phoenica craned their heads upwards as the little dust speck that was their friend glowed with an inscribed light and Molly slowly grew back into her regular size. “I’m sorry,” she said, offering them a pathetically weak smile. The kind of smile you might flash in front of a firing line. “I can use my own epithet to keep myself in normal form, but . . . I think I’ll get too tired if I use it on more than one person. You guys can ride on my shoulders, if you want? . . . Sorry.” The others frowned. They landed on one shoulder each. Phoenica patted her softly."

Battle Records

None.

Discussions (Link For Mobile Users):

Discussion threads involving Molly Blyndeff

[1] "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.

[2] "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.

[3] “Okay . . .” Molly began pacing back and forth like a drill sergeant. “Rick has never met my sister, so let me explain how this works. My sister Lori can shoot us with those magic blast thingies, right? If she ever hits you with a spell like that. Ever. Even once! Then you’ll get popped back outside of the bubble. It doesn’t matter where you are inside of the bubble, if you’re hit, then that means that you go all the way back to the start.” She lifted a fist to the edge of the dream bubble and exploded out her fingers. The sphere opened, revealing the cobblestone bridge and the garden beyond. “It might take us hours to find Lori, but if she hits us one time, then we’re back at the bridge. My epithet is the only way you can get back into the bubble.” She kicked the bubble to demonstrate. Her foot dinged off the surface and it echoed like something hollow and iron. “That means if any of you guys get knocked out, you’ll be stuck outside.”

[4] “Get out, get out, get OUT!” Lori squawked! A barrage of bunny-eared bubbles soared through the woods and exploded around their feet. Rick, who was unfamiliar with his little lizard legs, didn’t stand a chance. One of the bubbles collided against his side and he was gone. Molly covered her hands in glowing epithet energy like boxing gloves and popped the spells away by punching them before they could hit her."

[5] "Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.

[6] "She lifted her wand in the air and cast the largest spell yet: “Your hearts are so ugly and you always bug me! I don’t want to hear it . . . let form reflect SPIRIT~!” Hot, angry magic began raining down on the girls like meteors. Molly’s priority split. She was the only one who could block the incom-ing attacks, but Phoenica and Trixie were standing on opposite sides! She feinted one way, then the other, locked in indecision. Chasing two rabbits and catching none. With a little yelp, shooting stars collided into her friends, helpless and hurt, all because she let them come along with her. All because she made her sister mad. When the biggest star of all rained down from the heavens, Molly didn’t even dodge it. She felt like she deserved it. For speaking up. For getting angry. She wasn’t supposed to get angry. This was her fault. She didn’t hear what Lorelai said to her as the witch dived back into the water. She didn’t feel herself begin to change as the spell took effect. Molly didn’t even notice that her body had become as small as she felt. A little gnat. Nothing more than a tiny brown puffball with little itty bitty wings and two big round, sad eyes, floating alone above the bridge. “Molly . . . !” . . . “. . . Molly!!!” She blinked out of dissociation. Trixie and Feenie were there in front of her, except that their propor-tions were wrong. They were larger than she was now, but at the same time far too small. She got a better look at them as her brain came back into focus. Her two friends had been morphed into some sort of small fae crea-tures. Maybe a fairy or a pixie or something. Feenie’s long blonde hair was now adorned with a golden halo and she was held aloft by lace wings that looked as though they’d been fashioned out of a frilled doily. Trixie had wings too, but hers were intricate and bent like an iron fence at a graveyard. She wore a black reaper hoodie with teeny horns popping out of her pink hair like glow sticks and a long, thin tail shaped like an arrow. A little neon imp. Her one eye was huge and cutesy. The two of them looked like they belonged on the top of a Christmas tree or a wedding cake. Rick—behind them—was still a lizard. He was the largest of them now. The girls fretted over Molly, wanting to help but hesitant to touch her. She was . . . so small . . . barely more than a dust speck with wings. “Are you okay?” Trixie asked. She wasn’t okay. She felt so tiny. The world around her had become endlessly enormous and the cobblestone bridge was now a miles-long parking lot. She felt terrible. But . . . She thought about her friends, transformed by her failures. She thought about her teacher who had been kidnapped by a witch. She thought about her Boss, in danger of falling under her sister’s spell. She had people to help. She had a job to do. It didn’t matter how she felt. Trixie and Phoenica craned their heads upwards as the little dust speck that was their friend glowed with an inscribed light and Molly slowly grew back into her regular size. “I’m sorry,” she said, offering them a pathetically weak smile. The kind of smile you might flash in front of a firing line. “I can use my own epithet to keep myself in normal form, but . . . I think I’ll get too tired if I use it on more than one person. You guys can ride on my shoulders, if you want? . . . Sorry.” The others frowned. They landed on one shoulder each. Phoenica patted her softly."

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 ===[[Hax|Powers and Abilities]]===
-'''[[Superhuman Physical Characteristics]]''', '''[[Genius Intelligence]]''' (A smart young girl capable of instantly figuring out one's epithet and capable of manipulating people), '''[[Social Influencing]]''' (Was able to convince Sylvie into becoming his friend, was able to stall Mera long enough for Giovanni to attack. [https://web.archive.org/web/20220610202315/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317594038531465218 Shown and stated] [https://web.archive.org/web/20220610202315/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317594038531465218 by Brendan] [https://web.archive.org/web/20201018212603/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317939951435173889 that she'd be able to "weaponize her own cuteness" to make her not get killed in games and "sew the seeds of infighting" by saying very little]), Limited '''[[Organic Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/agOFq76FzQ0?t=211 Indirectly creates the marshmallows in her hair]), '''[[Accelerated Development]]''' ([https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/epithet-faq Continuous use of one's epithet will cause it to grow stronger]), '''[[Aura]]''' ([https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=654 All epithet users have an aura around them]), '''[[Consumption]]''' (Type 1. [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=891 Can eat screws and drink from pinecones to regain stamina and health]), '''[[Pain Manipulation]]''' & '''[[Damage Reduction]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=1384 Can dumb down pain] even characters in verse that constantly feel pain [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=1199 no longer feel it after she dumbs it down]), '''[[Mind Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=1163 Can turn one dumb and in the process make them believe they're an inanimate object like a car]), '''[[Sound Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=469 Can erase sound in her sound bubble making people unable to hear each other]), '''[[Nothingness Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1387 Molly can dumb things down into nothing]), '''[[Conceptual Manipulation]]''' (Molly's epithet allows her to dumb everything down to nothing, including ideas, simplfying concepts and words<ref>"Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.</ref>), '''[[Regeneration]]''' (High-Low. [https://youtu.be/hVEH7AQIDIY?t=398 Characters regenerate after winning a battle]. Giovannia could regenerate back his broken bones. Possibly Mid-Godly. Molly Blyndeff has an ability named "Hushabye" which [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1387 dumbs down the opponent to nothing]. She later got attacked by bears and when asked if she could erase the bears, [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1564 she states that they would just come back after the fight]. Since everyone instantly regenerates right after a fight in verse, the characters themselves should be able to come back from existence erasure), '''[[Immortality]]''' (Type 6. Mera's [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=534 bones breaking were viewed as -1 damage] this doesn't only apply to Mera as she broke Sylvie's [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=477 ribs]. [https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/post/189779025242/just-a-question-about-the-scene-in-episode-4-where It is stated by word of god that everyone in Epithet Erased functions under JRPG mechanics so even attacks that are greatly above them and should kill them can't, for example being shot in the head will not kill them, they are even described as "extremely hard to kill"]), '''[[Restoration]]''' (After battles characters injuries, statuses, etcetera are normally undone, [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=1341 including acts such as de-aging a character], [https://youtu.be/CKKSkA2lKF0?t=1276 being reverted]), High '''[[Resistance]]''' to '''[[Pain Manipulation|Pain]]''' ([https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/post/189779025242/just-a-question-about-the-scene-in-episode-4-where Characters in Epithet Erased are extremely hard to kill and can survive shots to the head along with taking attacks that break their bones without showing much harm from it]), '''[[Age Manipulation]]''' (After a battle is over, affects such as '''[[Zora Salazar]]''''s [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=1341 ability to de-age a character], [https://youtu.be/CKKSkA2lKF0?t=1276 were reverted]), '''[[Law Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/UfPlIOLLhSI?t=110 Molly's sister has the ability to create stories where she is the main character] [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1406 Molly uses her abilities to destroy her sister's creations, including her stories]<ref>"Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.</ref>)
+'''[[Superhuman Physical Characteristics]]''', '''[[Genius Intelligence]]''' (A smart young girl capable of instantly figuring out one's epithet and capable of manipulating people), '''[[Social Influencing]]''' (Was able to convince Sylvie into becoming his friend, was able to stall Mera long enough for Giovanni to attack. [https://web.archive.org/web/20220610202315/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317594038531465218 Shown and stated] [https://web.archive.org/web/20220610202315/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317594038531465218 by Brendan] [https://web.archive.org/web/20201018212603/https://twitter.com/BrendanBlaber/status/1317939951435173889 that she'd be able to "weaponize her own cuteness" to make her not get killed in games and "sew the seeds of infighting" by saying very little]), Limited '''[[Organic Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/agOFq76FzQ0?t=211 Indirectly creates the marshmallows in her hair]), '''[[Accelerated Development]]''' ([https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/epithet-faq Continuous use of one's epithet will cause it to grow stronger]), '''[[Aura]]''' ([https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=654 All epithet users have an aura around them]), '''[[Consumption]]''' (Type 1. [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=891 Can eat screws and drink from pinecones to regain stamina and health]), '''[[Pain Manipulation]]''' & '''[[Damage Reduction]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=1384 Can dumb down pain] even characters in verse that constantly feel pain [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=1199 no longer feel it after she dumbs it down]), '''[[Mind Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=1163 Can turn one dumb and in the process make them believe they're an inanimate object like a car]), '''[[Sound Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/yio2JNgQKBM?t=469 Can erase sound in her sound bubble making people unable to hear each other]), '''[[Nothingness Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1387 Molly can dumb things down into nothing]), '''[[Conceptual Manipulation]]''' (Molly's epithet allows her to dumb everything down to nothing, including ideas, simplfying concepts and words<ref>"Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.</ref>), '''[[Portal Creation]]''' & '''[[Dimensional Travel]]''' (Can open portals and travel into [[Subjective Reality]] based worlds through touching the object outside of the world<ref>“Okay . . .” Molly began pacing back and forth like a drill sergeant. “Rick has never met my sister, so let me explain how this works. My sister Lori can shoot us with those magic blast thingies, right? If she ever hits you with a spell like that. Ever. Even once! Then you’ll get popped back outside of the bubble. It doesn’t matter where you are inside of the bubble, if you’re hit, then that means that you go all the way back to the start.” She lifted a fist to the edge of the dream bubble and exploded out her fingers. The sphere opened, revealing the cobblestone bridge and
+the garden beyond. “It might take us hours to find Lori, but if she hits us one time, then we’re back at the bridge. My epithet is the only way you can get back into the bubble.” She kicked the bubble to demonstrate. Her foot dinged off the surface and it echoed like something hollow and iron. “That means if any of you guys get knocked out, you’ll be stuck outside.”</ref>), '''[[Regeneration]]''' (High-Low. [https://youtu.be/hVEH7AQIDIY?t=398 Characters regenerate after winning a battle]. Giovannia could regenerate back his broken bones. Possibly Mid-Godly. Molly Blyndeff has an ability named "Hushabye" which [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1387 dumbs down the opponent to nothing]. She later got attacked by bears and when asked if she could erase the bears, [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1564 she states that they would just come back after the fight]. Since everyone instantly regenerates right after a fight in verse, the characters themselves should be able to come back from existence erasure), '''[[Immortality]]''' (Type 6. Mera's [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=534 bones breaking were viewed as -1 damage] this doesn't only apply to Mera as she broke Sylvie's [https://youtu.be/xHvSGzhXx1k?t=477 ribs]. [https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/post/189779025242/just-a-question-about-the-scene-in-episode-4-where It is stated by word of god that everyone in Epithet Erased functions under JRPG mechanics so even attacks that are greatly above them and should kill them can't, for example being shot in the head will not kill them, they are even described as "extremely hard to kill"]), '''[[Restoration]]''' (After battles characters injuries, statuses, etcetera are normally undone, [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=1341 including acts such as de-aging a character], [https://youtu.be/CKKSkA2lKF0?t=1276 being reverted]), '''[[Power Nullification]]''' (Molly with her dumb epithet can completely erase all magic and summons related to [[Subjective Reality]]<ref>“Get out, get out, get OUT!” Lori squawked! A barrage of bunny-eared bubbles soared through the woods and exploded around their feet. Rick, who was unfamiliar with his little lizard legs, didn’t stand a chance. One of the bubbles collided against his side and he was gone. Molly covered her hands in glowing epithet energy like boxing gloves and popped the spells away by punching them before they could hit her."</ref>), High '''[[Resistance]]''' to '''[[Pain Manipulation|Pain]]''' ([https://jelloapocalypse.tumblr.com/post/189779025242/just-a-question-about-the-scene-in-episode-4-where Characters in Epithet Erased are extremely hard to kill and can survive shots to the head along with taking attacks that break their bones without showing much harm from it]), '''[[Age Manipulation]]''' (After a battle is over, affects such as '''[[Zora Salazar]]''''s [https://youtu.be/0eish7R27r8?t=1341 ability to de-age a character], [https://youtu.be/CKKSkA2lKF0?t=1276 were reverted]), '''[[Law Manipulation]]''' ([https://youtu.be/UfPlIOLLhSI?t=110 Molly's sister has the ability to create stories where she is the main character] [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1406 Molly uses her abilities to destroy her sister's creations, including her stories]<ref>"Seventeen years old and an absolute brat. Her green eyes were almost like Molly’s, but just a little bit wrong. The younger sister had a quartet of dots in her iris arranged like holes in a button, while Lori’s trio of eye-dots danced in a triangle, bottom-side-up—a radioactive warning label. Her hair was the color of burnt caramel, dotted with honeycomb highlights that came together in a trio of blonde locks sticking out from the front, combed back into rabbit ears. The teenager glared at her little sister. She had come here to yell at her again. That was all she ever did. Ugh. Molly’s epithet could be used to make things quieter or to simplify them by “dumbing them down”. A volume dial to defend against sensory overload. Lorelai’s epithet, ☆Augment☆, was sensory overload incarnate. Where the younger sister could make things quiet, the older sister could make them louder. That said, Lori’s ability to manipulate noise wasn’t the problem. The real issue was her ability to augment reality. Ever since she was little, Lori could make what she called “Dream Bubbles”. They were a sort of pocket dimension, and inside each one was an entire world where Lorelai could manifest whatever she wanted. High fantasy castles, carnivals, ice cream parlors, you name it. So long as she could dream it, she could create it, and little girls are very creative. That said, little girls can also be very stubborn. Her powers had caused no shortage of difficulty for her parents growing up. When Lorelai was upset she would lock herself away inside one of her dream bubbles for hours or even days at a time, and there wasn’t anything anyone could do about it. Her worlds looked as flimsy as soap bubble spheres from the outside, something you could pop with a finger, but in reality their iridescent exterior was as hard as iron. When Lori was trapped in her own worlds, nobody could touch her. Nobody except for Molly. Molly’s ability was the antithesis of Lorelai’s. She could dumb down an idea until it no longer existed, simplify an entire paragraph of description to nothing but an ellipsis. Everything in Lori’s worlds was created from nothing, and no matter how complicated she made her myths and magics and monsters or how much time she spent on them, Molly could erase them. Lori hated her for that.</ref>), '''[[Transmutation]]''' (Molly can use her dumb epithet to undo transmutations<ref>"She lifted her wand in the air and cast the largest spell yet: “Your hearts are so ugly and you always bug me! I don’t want to hear it . . . let form reflect SPIRIT~!” Hot, angry magic began raining down on the girls like meteors. Molly’s priority split. She was the only one who could block the incom-ing attacks, but Phoenica and Trixie were standing on opposite sides! She feinted one way, then the other, locked in indecision. Chasing two rabbits and catching none. With a little yelp, shooting stars collided into her friends, helpless and hurt, all because she let them come along with her. All because she made her sister mad. When the biggest star of all rained down from the heavens, Molly didn’t even dodge it. She felt like she deserved it. For speaking up. For getting angry. She wasn’t supposed to get angry. This was her fault. She didn’t hear what Lorelai said to her as the witch dived back into the water. She didn’t feel herself begin to change as the spell took effect. Molly didn’t even notice that her body had become as small as she felt. A little gnat. Nothing more than a tiny brown puffball with little itty bitty wings and two big round, sad eyes, floating alone above the bridge. “Molly . . . !” . . . “. . . Molly!!!” She blinked out of dissociation. Trixie and Feenie were there in front of her, except that their propor-tions were wrong. They were larger than she was now, but at the same time far too small. She got a better look at them as her brain came back into focus. Her two friends had been morphed into some sort of small fae crea-tures. Maybe a fairy or a pixie or something. Feenie’s long blonde hair was now adorned with a golden halo and she was held aloft by lace wings that looked as though they’d been fashioned out of a frilled doily. Trixie had wings too, but hers were intricate and bent like an iron fence at a graveyard. She wore a black reaper hoodie with teeny horns popping out of her pink hair like glow sticks and a long, thin tail shaped like an arrow. A little neon imp. Her one eye was huge and cutesy. The two of them looked like they belonged on the top of a Christmas tree or a wedding cake. Rick—behind them—was still a lizard. He was the largest of them now. The girls fretted over Molly, wanting to help but hesitant to touch her. She was . . . so small . . . barely more than a dust speck with wings. “Are you okay?” Trixie asked. She wasn’t okay. She felt so tiny. The world around her had become endlessly enormous and the cobblestone bridge was now a miles-long parking lot. She felt terrible. But . . . She thought about her friends, transformed by her failures. She thought about her teacher who had been kidnapped by a witch. She thought about her Boss, in danger of falling under her sister’s spell. She had people to help. She had a job to do. It didn’t matter how she felt. Trixie and Phoenica craned their heads upwards as the little dust speck that was their friend glowed with an inscribed light and Molly slowly grew back into her regular size. “I’m sorry,” she said, offering them a pathetically weak smile. The kind of smile you might flash in front of a firing line. “I can use my own epithet to keep myself in normal form, but . . . I think I’ll get too tired if I use it on more than one person. You guys can ride on my shoulders, if you want? . . . Sorry.” The others frowned. They landed on one shoulder each. Phoenica patted her softly."</ref>)
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 '''Note:''' The Among Us gag is non-canon though Brendan specifically states in the tweet how it would go if they actually did this, thus it's useable for what Molly can do.
+'''Note 2:''' During Prison of Plastic Molly notes that her powers only really work so well in her sister's world, this is most likely due to the fact that she isn't fully aware of what she could do with her Dumb epithet, as shown during the scene where Molly uses "Hushabye", [[Giovanni Potage|Giovani]] [https://youtu.be/8hIr9H_LMKE?t=1414 asks if she can do that to real people and she replies that she doesn't know]. The other possibility is that her creativity and proficeny stats aren't high enough.
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+[[Category:Dimensional Travel Users]]
+[[Category:Power Nullification Users]]
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