[hider=Kiru-Kiru][b][color=a187be]• Appearance:[/color][/b] [hider=day-to-day][img]https://i.imgur.com/kF0sr17.jpg?1[/img][/hider][hider=Nightlife][img]https://i.imgur.com/iSCQWPF.jpg[/img][/hider]
[b][color=a187be]• Name:[/color][/b] Jin Tennouji
[b][color=a187be]• Title:[/color][/b] Kiru-Kiru
[b][color=a187be]• Age:[/color][/b] ~16
[b][color=a187be]• Emblem:[/color][/b] [hider=Hawk Bone Necklace][img]https://i.imgur.com/IM6c9ld.png[/img][/hider]
[b][color=a187be]• Devil Arm:[/color][/b] Her now deadly ring blade has long been corrupted from its once dazzling star shield. All protective power it once held drained away as it transformed; cutting both the user and its enemies with a never dulling jagged blade.
[b][color=a187be]• Magic:[/color][/b] Jin once was able to command the world around her with her fine control of magnetism. Weather to delay the falling of overhead beams or freezing in place a sword in mid swing. Although not very fast; the limit of what she could manipulate was never challenged. But now, along with her star shield, her powers have almost abandoned her. Now only able to direct her control over her devil arm; albeit with superb dexterity and speed.
[b][color=a187be]• Background:[/color][/b] Nothing. There was no reward for saving lives or doing 'good' or whatever the true purpose of playing a cutesy hero all the time. It didn't pay the bills and she didn't get any satisfaction, so why bother? But... She did enjoy the danger. When once-in-forever she'd find trouble that required more than holding someone's hand; she was thrilled, if not even a little excited. Being in fights made her feel alive, each new slash on her skin giving her a want for more. Her enjoyment led to her sparing with the other magical girls, and soon with anybody. Ignoring those kinder cries for help just to cause more trouble if there wasn't a fight to be had.
[b][color=a187be]• Inventory:[/color][/b] A set of smaller chakram she uses to get the attention of others at great distances.
[hider=Sample Post]The moon was obscured by the day's gray clouds, though the lamps in the distance kept the park with just enough visibility to avoid any obvious danger. There she sat on the edge of the fountain, hopping from one app on her phone to another in complete silence. While she would normally be out stalking the town tonight in her transformed state, tonight she had a special gust to meet with first. Word about her arrival to new towns usually stay just enough ahead to alert anyone of note before she actually gets there. While not a complete terror to anyone, she is well known for her rowdiness. The protector of this town, like a few others, had contacted her to meet in the park upon arrival. Jin could see why; it was a well tucked away part of town away from the center if something were to happen.

"Yo!" A girl with a pink parasol and yellow rain jacket trotted towards her from the entrance. A moment of intrigue let Jin spread a smile across her face at the plain cuteness. Though she quietly stood up and put away her phone as she allowed the girl to come to her.

The silence coming from Jin didn't seem to bother the girl too much, keeping a steady pace until they stood in front of another. It was easy to see that Jin wasn't much of a talker, so she didn't push it until they were at a respectable range. "You must be Ji-"

Pink parasol or not, Jin did't hold back her punch. Sending the umbrella dashing across the wet concrete and the girl falling in recoil. A jab to her cheek was enough. Here she was hopping this 'meeting' was going to involve a better fight. But there wasn't much she could get out of one so young. Quietly, she walked away. Transforming into her giddy other-self and began twirling her bladed hoop against her skin.[/hider][/hider]

[hider=Illya von Light Girl][b][color=E1FFFF]• Appearance:[/color][/b] [hider=the cute][img]https://i.imgur.com/vMaqKHd.jpg[/img][/hider][hider=the light][img]https://i.imgur.com/8LmU7Uf.jpg[/img][/hider]
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Name:[/color][/b] Illya Sieger
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Title:[/color][/b] Blue Lightning
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Age:[/color][/b] 15
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Emblem:[/color][/b] Heiress jewels: A symbol of her identity and the binding of her soul and the magical powers given to her. A choker at the base of her neck; housing a small, vibrant jewel.
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Divine Arm:[/color][/b] Armads: The duel-bladed axe carrying enough force to cleave dragons in two; as legends would suggest.
[b][color=E1FFFF]• Magic:[/color][/b] Despite being a thunder mage; Illya's control of the element is lacking in favor of raw output. Granting a few favored uses of her abilities.

[u][color=E1FFFF]Static Aura:[/color][/u] An air of electricity surrounding her as her whole body is enveloped in minor electrical discharge; adding extra shock to her attacks and softening external, nonphysical forces.

[u][color=E1FFFF]Blitzkrieg:[/color][/u] Slamming her axe upon the ground, she launches forth at great speed. Supercharging her next outburst of electricity.

[u][color=E1FFFF]Piercing Light:[/color][/u] Storing a ball of electricity within her axe, she can send it forth and fire it as a sharp arrow of light. Punching a hole through most defenses or beings and zapping those on the other side.

[u][color=E1FFFF]Volatile Facets:[/color][/u] Her Emblem, is just another tool to victory. Able to stress it out to draw more power, should the need arise. The more cracked her Emblem becomes, the greater power she can draw from it. Gaining strength the more critical her viability stands.

[u][color=E1FFFF]Well Oiled Machine:[/color][/u] As dangerous and painful it is for her to cut her life to gain more power; together with the power of a mascot, she has shown successful in mending her Emblem back together along with a day of rest. Sealing away the volatile power stored inside and restoring her viability back to a clean state.

[b][color=E1FFFF]• Background:[/color][/b] [hider=juicy bits]Never swaying. Never yielding. Never sparring. Appearances were everything after all, and to show weakness was to admit defeat. Born in Germany to a family built on military success, she was destined to carry the family's empire through the next generation. Making her way to Japan off a trip her father made to visit one of their worldwide labs. From a young age, she has been taught everything she's needed to know; working diligently to surpass expectations. Now given the freedom to experience the world at her discretion until she becomes of age; she found herself taking residence in Miso city where a new life has begun for her. New experiences and passions emerging for a most prestigious heir.[/hider]

[b][color=E1FFFF]• Inventory:[/color][/b] N/A

[b][color=E1FFFF]• Other:[/color][/b] Optional. Anything else not mentioned above that you may wish to add goes here.[/hider]

[hider=The deceased][center][h1][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1zamKoUREI]Yurei[/url][/h1][sub]youtube theme[/sub][/center]
[b][color=abeabe]• Appearance:[/color][/b][hider=the loved][img]https://i.imgur.com/NKVMlFc.png[/img][/hider][hider=the loving][img]https://i.imgur.com/W6y72Hq.png[/img][/hider]
[b][color=abeabe]• Name:[/color][/b] Alara Abe
[b][color=abeabe]• Title:[/color][/b] Yurei
[b][color=abeabe]• Age:[/color][/b]14
[b][color=abeabe]• Emblem:[/color][/b]The magical crown that sits atop her head is the source of the magical girl's powers, changing forms as needed with her magic.
[b][color=abeabe]• Divine Arm:[/color][/b] Yurei's divine arm are located on her hands and wrists. Her white gloves are the conduit for all of her magic.
[b][color=abeabe]• Magic:[/color][/b] Yurei's magic is primarily life magic. Devoting her whole self to the safety of others.

Nurturing safety:
While they possess no offensive merits, as a last ditch effort her devil arm can phase out a single willing being on the verge of death; granting intangibility to and from outside influences. The phased out creature slowly begins to heal over time and can leave at any time they desire or when the healing would no longer have any effect on them.

Love's Embrace:
With a gentle touch of her magic, Yurei gradually heals everyone that remains in contact with her. If she focuses, she can continue to supply a steady stream of healing to an ally as long as they remain in sight.

Cleansing Touch:
Any disease or ailment is cured as Yurei's magic courses through their body. Reading and analyzing down to a molecular level what does and does not belong. Cleansing the mind, body, and spirit of the afflicted.

Acceptance:
Yurei's mastery of healing down to the molecular level allows her to change her magical girl form with enough preparation. She can make small and random adjustments on the fly, like lengthening or shortening her hair or changing its color; though for any notable resemblance of another, she will need a live model and time to adjust her own form and truly capture their essence. Her emblem transforms as well, becoming a suitable accessory or flattening down to a small tattoo across her chest if none available. While this transformation is nearly a carbon copy on the surface, she gains no abilities based on her transformation and keeps what abilities she inherently possesses. Removal of her emblem or Divine Arm while transformed, reverts her appearance back to her normal magical girl self.

Barrier:
A simple force of protective energy that surrounds and repels harm from any object or being of choice. Though not very strong, breaking with enough force, any force strong enough to break it is pushed back or dispelled; protecting the subject from any further oppression from that attack.


Purity:
As a side effect of her healing magic, any nightmare caught as the target of her healing abilities slowly dissolves away as her magic purifies the source of grief. Within sight, she can steadily dissolve a nightmare at a distance with her Love's Embrace. Or, at closer range, use her Cleansing Touch to quickly remove what doesn't belong; all the grief and negativity that make up the nightmare.

 
[b][color=abeabe]• Background:[/color][/b] As a mute, Alara was unable to convey how she truly feels. Loved and looked after by everyone she knew, she grew up believing this kindness was known by all. Though now that she's older, she has learned of the cruel tragedies the darkest corners give to the world. But this didn't matter to Alara; instead giving her a purpose to give to everyone the same love and kindness given unto her.[/hider]