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Nova Lux: A Magical Girl Game

Fire: 2
Air/Wind: 1
Ice: 1
Lightning: 1
Earth: 1
Gravity: 1
Darkness: 1
Light: 1
Aether: 1

@shadowsaint007

10 applicants so far out of a possible pool of 4-5

We're getting down to less than 50% odds boys, are ye a gambling man?

Nova Lux: A Magical Girl Game

Chie

(Source)
Name
益頭知絵
^{(Masuzu Chie)}

Age
16

Sanctum City
Calcaria

Personality
Chie is social yet distant. She keeps a cool, collected but not unfriendly aura around her. She's willing to listen to the problems of others, but much less so to share her own. Chie likes keeping her relationships to small talk, though she isn't afraid to tease other girls. It's hard to get a read on her because of her constant, slightly playful smile. It doesn't indicate her good mood, but just acts as the veil of mystery hiding her true thoughts and emotions. It's the disposition of someone who observes before others are allowed to observe her. She just has a naturally closeted personality.

Background
Chie is from a middle-class family in Calcaria. She used to be an energetic child, playing and socializing with other kids until her breath gave out. Chie was a far-cry from the cool girl she would later become. A common thread through her evolution would be loss. It started small enough, only losing a pet at a young age, which would give her an initial lesson in how to cope. Chie got along great with her grandmother, who she spent a lot of time with as her parents weren't always around, but her grandmother passed before Chie could reach double digits in her age.

Her mom and dad weren't home a lot of the time, so she felt lonely and distant from that point. Chie grew out of her cheery demeanor and put space between her and her friends. When her mom didn't come home again one day, and with dad refusing to tell Chie why, she completely closed off her heart to those around her. She started to listen instead of speak, to bottle up instead of cry. Chie was used to being alone, and maybe thought it was better that way. She wouldn't be tied down to people. It's that kind of unfettered disposition that made her fearless of joining Nova Lux. She promised herself that she wouldn't care for the friends she leaves behind, and that they wouldn't care for her.

Magical Girl Self

(Source)

Armgaus Name
Magnified White Quartz

Gladius

(Source)

Chie uses a pair of ornate chakrams to fight.

Parma
Chie's hair loses its colour as her eyes change to gold. Her clothing is replaced by a white dress with no strings and black stocking on her thighs. Both her hands turn black, that same effect continuing a bit into her forearm, and past that spot on the left arm she has the same fabric as her dress extending out to her shoulder. Her hair is adorned with a red hair accessory housing three diamond-shaped protrusions as her neck is covered by a warmer in the same colour of her hands.

Elementum
Gravity

Elementum Abilities
Chie's control over gravity manifests itself in the modification of its pulling properties. By changing the rules of how dense an area's matter is, Chie can create a field wherein objects collide faster or slower with each-other. Designating an area, its gravitational pull will either gradually increase or decrease depending on Chie's intent. She cannot instantly make something pull harder than it did before, as her power needs to ramp up over time. However, like a snowball rolling down the mountains, the longer she keeps it going the faster and stronger the effect will increase. To reverse her own magic requires the same kind of effort in reverse. Examples of practicality are making objects collide with each-other or jumping high into the sky while coming down slowly.

Nova Lux: A Magical Girl Game

I'm a fan of magical girl deconstruction, but not 100% on dice. I'll see if this goes anywhere.

Magokoro (SMT Nocturne x Kingdom Hearts x Alt History loosely based Post Apocalyptic adventure)

I'll keep an eye on this.

New Horizon - A FDVRMMORPG based roleplay

I'm gonna be honest, the lack of real detail combined with the fact you like to draw from SAO of all things as a source of inspiration doesn't instill me with too much confidence. That being said, I'm not enough of a dick to rule this out wholly based on just a bad gut reaction. I'll keep an eye to see how this develops first.

Conflict's Chime

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~~The halls of Babel; The Bell's First Toll~~

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"On short summer nights,
^{「Mizika-yo ya}

both our dreams and our reality,
^{Yume mo utsutsu mo}

are one and the same."
^{Onazi koto」}

A peaceful Haiku echoed in response to Fujiko's questioning. Her opponent sat tranquil on the flat surface of a rock, standing steadfast in the middle of a pond. Lillypads dribbled peacefully along the water's surface as some Koi swam underneath. Around the lake were carefully tended to flowers and plants, the two vistas separated only by a rim of oval pebbles. This was the garden in front of a traditional and storied home. The bamboo screen leading into the house may was closed, but the lanterns hanging from the roof of the outside hall dangled softly in the wind. The seeming owner of the mansion was a red Oni, dressed in a wine-red kimono and an orange coat on top. Aside from the red skin and horns popping out of the top of his black, ponytail-tied hair, the Oni looked like a gentle middle-aged man. He opened his eyes and stood up on top of his little perch, giving a courteous bow to the jester before him.

"It was not mine lord's intend to deceive or ambush, young lady. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive us." So was the old man's formal reply. He raised his head again, focusing wholly on the girl. "My and mine lord are called Hideyoshi. Many an opponent have we faced, but pray I do not offend, rarely have we seen Architect and Ruler separated as you." Suddenly, the Oni extended and threw his right arm downards. "Shut it, Hideyoshi. This is my battle." he seemed to say to himself. As if to reply to that, the Oni said "Then I shall leave this to you, my lord."

After giving one last bow to Fujiko, the Oni's poise shifted completely. He stood much more relaxed, one hand resting on the Katana fastened around his waist. "Come on, let's fight! I don't want to waste my time," he said. His eyes were stern and narrowed on the jester.

The domain of the jester was a desolate ruin. The domain of the samurai was a tranquil abode. Both crossed over into the middle, fading to a neutral territory. The battle of two rulers was about to echo through the halls of Babel.

Friendships

I mean, I've made friends through RP. To the point I'd consider them like family would be a bit... far. I tend to be a bridge-burner, not a bridge-builder.

Is forum Roleplaying beginning to slow down?

Flight Rising

@Obscene Symphony

oh my god i haven't thought about flight rising in YEARS

Danganronpa Alternate: Apologies to Hope (Reboot) [Deader than Disco]

The elevator ride back up to the surface was silent and uncomfortable. The 14 survivors of the class trial, shaken by the events, could barely look one-another in the eye. Some avoided it out of spite, others stubbornness and yet more out of shame. Every single one of them had been powerless to stop the events that had been put in motion and the seeds of distrust sown among them bloomed ever further. While it seemed like the ride down never ended, the way back up felt an eternity longer.

When the students had finally reached the surface, the warm rays of the sun beamed down on them. It was a beautiful day. None among them seemed to appreciate the irony. All the ultimates quickly dispersed, with almost everyone going back to their cabins. Whether it was to get some rest, lock themselves up in grief or reflect on what happened didn't matter. Even if some among them wanted to stick together in these turbulent times, the group's morale was much too low. The day passed without further incident, but the damage was done.

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Chapter 1: Once Again We Start the Game of Despair

FIN

Campers:
16
15
14

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Chapter 2: The Masquerade of Future Lost

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Ding Dong Bing Bong...

The monitors flicked to life. Morning had come, and with it, the bear's shrieking.

"Gooood morning campers! It's now 7 AM, which means nighttime is officially over!

Oh, but that's not all for today! Later today, I'll hold a surprise announcement... oh, I'm getting shivers just thinking about it!

It's not ready quite yet, but keep your ears peeled and your eyes open! I won't forgive any latecomers, puhuhu!"

*Zzzap...*

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Momoe Mizuno

Momoe didn't bother to look at the monitor in her room. She'd been awake for a little while now, courtesy of having slept off her fatigue during the previous day. The smuggler was laying on her matress, arms crossed behind her back and her one eye blankly staring at the ceiling. Momoe's body might not feel like it wants to collapse at a moment's notice anymore, but her mind is far removed from doing any needless activity. Yesterday proved she lacked information; lots of it. Patrolling camp just wasn't enough anymore. Momoe had already gathered every possible clue she could gain from this tiny speck of an island. Tracking the other thirteen wouldn't be feasible, either. She looked down at her wrist, now lacking the motive. Everyone, including herself, got their freedom back. It made the gaggle of geese that much harder to track.

(...Let's see what Goldilocks had to say.)

Momoe pushed herself off the bed and wasted no time in throwing open her door. She didn't see anyone else moving about yet. Good sign as far as the smuggler was concerned. Momoe kicked the door behind her to slam it shut, then single-mindedly paced along the edges of the cabins until she found Flare's. Then, she waited. Momoe idly had her back to its wall, spinning something between her fingers in the deepest reaches of one of her pockets. Keep herself busy, stave off the boredom. When Flare's door flung open, Momoe lazily tilted her head to look at the other girl.

"Tell me what you wanted and make it quick."

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Taya Tsuin

What happened yesterday was horrible. Taya still couldn't believe it, even long after the fact. Wile it was nice to have her freedom back, the price paid for it was steep. That price, of course, having been paid in blood. Why did friends have to treat each-other like this? Her earnest wish was to have everyone get along, but this... this was too horrible for words. Every single one of them was in the same situation, couldn't the two girls have understood that? No matter how well she did or didn't know them, the feeling of betrayal stung and cut deep. Would this happen again? Would she be the next one to put one of her classmates to the knife?

Those were haunting thoughts, and ones she didn't wish to be or come true.

Taya shook those thoughts off. She had to believe that everything would be over soon. Somehow... some way, everything was going to turn out alright in the end. She'd resolve to see it so. Taya left her cabin to head for the mess hall. She spotted Mizuno standing next to one of the cabins, but the girl's stern look scared Taya off from approaching her. Taya stuck to her original plan and made her way over the cafeteria. When she opened the door, she could see a brief hint of steam rising up at the far end of the room. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but that was far from Taya's mind as she looked to investigate. The source of it was... Hamazura boiling something? He seemed to have noticed Taya's entry, too, as the Judo master turned around to look at her.

"Ah- Taya! I didn't expect you so soon," he sheepishly laughed.

"Hamazura... are you making breakfast?" she asked in return.

"Oh," he briefly paused, looking back at his kettle of boiling water. "Well, in times of trials like these, it is important to raise one's spirits. One cannot lose sight of oneself. I was awake before the announcement and while I cannot cook, I thought some tea for everyone might help."

Those were comforting words to Taya. Hamazura was such a reliable person, even now. "I'll help you out, then! No buts!" she cheerily answered back, rummaging through the cabinets to find cups for everyone... even for those that might not show up to breakfast.

Casual vs Advanced

Relax. Nobody thinks ill of shorter posters in casual. You can absolutely still get away with 2-3 paragraph posts, as I often tend to.