[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/rKTmUnL.png[/img][/center] [center][hider=Header] [center][color=DarkOrchid][h2]Connie[/h2][/color] 3 | 3 | 4 | 3 | 3 5 | 4 | 6 | 17 | 5 Oddball: Nightmares | Tentacles Enhanced Weapon | Power Artifact | Mystic Artifact | Ally | Interdimensional Home Focused | Mental Link | Hidden Death | Mana Font | Mystic Might Alien Mind | Formless | Rival Force | Clueless [/center] [hr] [center][color=SpringGreen][h2]Mia[/h2][/color] 3 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 5 | 8 | 7 | 17 | 5 Wood | Barrage Enhanced Weapon | Dual Weapon | Purification Artifact Blessing | Divine Competence | Gifted Item | Mana Font | Mystic Might Rites| Arrogance | Big Brother | Clueless [/center] [/hider][/center] [center][@PlatinumSkink][/center] Connie and Mia would be relaxing in their room, the tomboy playing a video game while her friend watched, when they would both receive a message from Ronin. Apparently, she was in some serious trouble and needed their help. Mia exhaled after reading the details. [color=SpringGreen]“I don’t know about this, Connie,”[/color] she said with no small amount of trepidation. [color=SpringGreen]“This sounds all [i]kinds[/i] of crazy. I mean, vampires, horrors, other dimensions? Even [i]I’d[/i] be reluctant to go on a mission like this…”[/color] [color=DarkOrchid]“I-I know…”[/color] Connie replied softly. Then, gathering her strength, she spoke up. [color=DarkOrchid]“B-But, Ronin’s our friend! I-If s-she’s in t-trouble, t-then we h-have to help her! I k-know I’ve s-still got a l-long way to g-go,”[/color] she added, [color=DarkOrchid]“b-but I’m getting b-better at c-controlling my p-powers, a-and I’d l-like to use t-them for m-more than j-just g-giving p-people n-nightmares…”[/color] Mia didn’t say anything for a moment. There were so many reasons to avoid this mission like the death trap it seemed to be, but her friend’s resolve tugged at her heart with far greater strength than all her fears and concerns put together. [color=SpringGreen]“Okay, little sis,”[/color] Mia conceded, offering her friend a smile. [color=SpringGreen]“If you really wanna do this, then I’ll be right beside you.”[/color] [color=DarkOrchid]“Thank you, Mia,”[/color] Connie said, while wrapping her friend up in a big hug. [color=DarkOrchid]“I j-just [i]know[/i] everything will be okay if we’re t-together.”[/color] [color=SpringGreen][i]I hope so, little sis,[/i][/color] Mia thought to herself while casting a worried glance at the location Ronin had provided. [color=SpringGreen][i]I really hope so…[/i][/color] [hr] [center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/11844121-70b4-40d4-8d27-6274ede736b1.png[/img][/center] Much had transpired during the several days since Violet had become a magical girl. Her father’s condition had stabilized, and even improved somewhat, the medicine provided by the Ebon Mint holding the hex placed upon him in abeyance. While the identity of the party responsible for said hex was still a mystery, the individual behind the raid on the CI R&D facility was not. According to the Mint’s operatives, the culprit was a draconic monster girl named Mayra, who, in an interesting turn of events, was an associate/underling of none other than Mariette Pedersen. Unfortunately, the [i]reason[/i] behind the attack was still something of a mystery, and one Violet could not even begin to fathom. It would be one thing if the attack had been some sort of reprisal for the loss of the [i]Dreamscape Almanac[/i], but the book had been given to her a few days [i]after[/i] the raid had taken place. And on the subject of the Almanac, Violet had informed the Mint that she would need to keep the manuscript in her possession for an as yet undetermined amount of time, being sure not to reveal any hint as to the reason she wished to do so. Surprisingly, Al Scarpe seemed unconcerned by this, noting that he doubted that Mariette would ever seek to reclaim it. As for more mundane matters, Violet had been able to convince her father that Lodovico Demiris had not been responsible for the R&D center raid, and so the retaliatory strike had thankfully been called off. The heiress actually found herself somewhat surprised by just how easy it had been to make her father believe the story she had fabricated about using a prototype stealth recon drone she had been working on to gain the information from Demiris’s computer system. It was a story that would not sustain intense scrutiny, as she lacked the data the drone was supposed to have acquired (or the drone itself, for that matter), but her father had accepted her explanation without question. Perhaps it was a side effect of the Mint’s medicine, which she had been surreptitiously placing in his drink every morning. If so, then it was a fortuitous one. With her father still convalescing, Violet had been forced to assume the mantle of leadership she had been groomed for her entire life. She was undoubtedly prepared and incredibly capable, but the work was still intense and exhausting. Fortunately, she now had a way to relieve that pressure, one that was [i]far[/i] more effective than a simple stress ball… Every night since her life-changing meeting with the Sovereign of Sweet Dreams, Violet had transformed into Magical Dream Princess, the whimsical escapades of her playful alter ego bringing immense enjoyment to the high-strung and heavily repressed heiress. She had even made her first real friend, a kind and gentle girl named Amanda, who, it turned out, also happened to possess dream magic. The two had exchanged phone numbers, and, although the heiress couldn’t fully believe she had done so, had even gone so far as to reveal their true identities to each other. For some reason she could not fully explain, Violet felt she could trust Amanda completely. Perhaps it was a side effect of the drastic personality changes she underwent when she became her magical girl self, or maybe it was simply the fact that she had never had a friend before, but Violet knew that she would do [i]anything[/i] for Amanda. Indeed, it was a text from this very friend that currently occupied the heiress’s full attention. It seemed that one of Amanda’s other friends was in trouble. [i]Serious[/i] trouble, by the sound of it. Unfortunately, Amanda was occupied with another important matter and was unable to help, but she had written to ask if Violet could help in her stead. A forwarded copy of her friend’s message followed. It spoke of great danger, of vampires, horrors, and assaults upon extradimensional mansions. It sounded completely insane, although no less insane than what she had already encountered in her short time as a magical girl. And in a most interesting twist, Mariette [i]herself[/i] seemed to be at the center of these proceedings... Perhaps this would provide the opportunity to get to the bottom of [i]that[/i] little mystery as well... Even putting all that aside, her friend, her [i]best[/i] friend, was asking this of her. There was no way Violet could refuse. Taking a deep breath to focus herself, the heiress stepped into the center of her study and began to recite the words of her incantation. [color=DarkViolet]"Hearts, Candy,[/color] [color=DeepPink]Sparkles, and Balloons~! Sunshine, Glitter, Unicorns, and Rainbows~![/color] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/udsgqgr.png[/img][/center] [center][hider=Header] [center][color=DeepPink][h2]Magical Dream Princess[/h2][/color] 3 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3 4 | 9 | 4 | 19 | 8 Oddball: Sweet Dreams | Barrage Wealth and Resources (not while tf'd) | Enhanced Weapon | Power Artifact | Dual Weapon | Natural Aging | Money Focused | Mental Link | Hidden Death | Mana Font | Mystic Might Alien Mind | Formless | Rival Force | Clueless [/center] [/hider][/center] [color=DeepPink]Taaa daaa~! Magical Girl Super Cute Pretty Pretty Magical Dream Princess is here~! (giggle!) Okie doki~! (giggle!) Time for Magical Dream Princess to make some new friends, save them from some meanie weanie heads, and make all their dreamy weamies come true~! (giggle!) Weeeeee~!”[/color]