[hider]
[center]
[h3]Sakura[/h3]
3 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3
8 | 17 | 7 | 17 | 5
Lightning - Water - Air | Killing Blow
Awareness | Enhanced Outfit | Training (Wing Chun) | Sanctum | Bile | Reverence |Immortality
Free Agent | Mana Overload
Alone | Monstrous Form [/center][/hider]
[center][h2]??????????[/h2]
[sub]Bank,actually.[/sub]
[@Ponn][@PlatinumSkink][@Ariamis][/center]

[right][i]
Looking back at things, I guess I was kind of a bad person.

I used violence, I drank myself into vice. I killed.

And then I was dragged into a world that was much, much worse.

A world of horrors and magic where not even adults are forced to be the heroes. 

There were bad times. But there was also honor to be gained.

I was found wanting, but I did things. Made friends. Rescued girls from the coil.

Vanquished evil.

Now here I stand. I could let others take the burden. I could go back to my old life.

And yet, others will have to take the burden. Well third time is the charm, as they say.

Jump the waterfall. Become a dragon.

Penrose... I'm back.
[/i][/right]

She eyed the situation with resignation as she zipped towards the commotion. Undead monsters with frozen hearts. Plant magic. A couple of familiar faces. An agent of chaos amidst. She clenched her fists, and honed her senses, as she stepped into vision. The ambient seemed to darken as she slid into view. A maiden, and yet not quite. Horns, and a massive tail where her legs would have stood, scraped against the pavement as she eyed the familiar faces.

"Twilight gives way to the world of Magic. Tis a time of wonders and horrors." She would say, her undulating way not bereft of grace, as her eyes went through Connie, Mia, Ronin, the pink clone of hers, which made her wince ever so slightly, the undead Wendigos and finally Caroline. "Monsters are on the prowl, no such time for young maidens to engage in games... certainly not, with such ugly mishappen pig spits." She pulled back the sleeves of her dress, as she eyed Caroline.

"Thou must forgive, for we art weary of thy kin." She coughed ever so slightly, rubbing the base of her horns as if nursing a headache. "Oh, screw this!" She would then assume a fighting stance, magic coalescing on her arm to form a spear of wind and lightning. "You wanna play, Vice Cereal? Touch bunbun-chan, green-chan, my disciple Ronin, or the eyesory copy of hers and I will fist you so hard your sister will feel it! I beat Codeine before! I sure can take on you!"

The figure showed a rather fierce grin as she spun the spear above her head, gusts of wind and rain dotting the battlefield. "ORA ORA ORAAA. Don't worry girls! I will handle this one. Stomp those fuckers!".

Even if the outside had changed, the Mahou Shoujo once known as Sakura... was still somewhere in there.