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Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Wonder if i should join in...

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Okay, I will be working on an intro post...

I just realized I can play her as loli M. Bison.

Edit: So anyone on team expendable Puuchuu willing to assist with an intro?

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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Sakura

3 | 4 | 3 | 3 | 3
7 | 16 | 7 | 13 | 6
Lightning | Killing Blow
Awareness | Enhanced Outfit | Training (Wing Chun) | Incognito | Eternal Style | Masculinity |Int. Tourist
Chatterbox | Well Connected | Supplier | Transportation
Expendable | Hostile | Big Brother

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Sanngridr

6 | 6 | 6 | 6 | 6
10 | 12 | 10 | 20 | 6
Spirit and Reinforcement | Copycat / Evil Third Eye
Power Artifact | Enhanced Wings | Soul Jar | Gifted | Martial Training | Overcity Shift | Enhanced Transformation | Sorcery (Runes) | Awareness
Divine Competence | Paragon | Mana Overload | Black Coin | Non-Exclusivity
Rites | Monstrous Form | Even More Debt | Betrayal
Devourer | Second Specialization | Wings | Broken Reincarnation | Destroyer

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Dina

4 | 4 | 3 | 4 | 3
8 | 10 | 7 | 18 | 6
Reinforcement/Beast | Power of Friendship/Avatar
True Sight | Reverence | Diehard | Lure | Overcity Shift | Flexibility | Gifted
Interdimensional Archipelago | Payment | Keijo Training | Supply | Magical Overload
Joy Eater | Lonely | Clueless | Monstruous Form
Non Standard Limbs | Builder | Second Specialization(Beast) | Broken Reincarnation

Moved NPCs to Vault.

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Magical Gremlin

Name:"Mahou Shounen Sparky Heart" Aka Yamamoto Sakura

Age (Magical Girl): 9

Age (Before Magical Girl): 58

Gender: Gurl

Gender (Before Magical Girl): MAN DAMNIT

Appearance:

Normal(?)

Magical Uniform

Beach

Specialization: Lightning

Weapon: Fists

Power: Killing Blow: "Sparky Heart Justice Breaker Lance" - Basically a big ass stream of lightning that comes from the character's hands and travels in a straight line.

Perks: Awareness/Enhanced Outfit/Training- Wing Chun/Incognito/Eternal Style/ Masculinity (Wish)/Int. Tourist

Patron: Umukamui

Patron Benefits: Chatterbox/Well Connected/Supplier/Transportation (Magical Motorbike)

Patron Drawbacks: Expendable/Hostile/Big Brother

Fighting Style: Complements his wing-chun with lightning based quick attacks to make up for the lack of size and hitting power. Prone to hit and run tactics rather than prolonged fighting.

Stats (Untransformed):
STR:3
AGI:3+1 - 4
VIT:3
MAG:3
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed): These start at 4.
STR:4+2+1 - 7
AGI:4+1+2+1 (+8 4 Silver Coins) - 16
VIT:4+1+1 (+1 Bronze) - 7
MAG:4+1+1+1(+4 Gold Coin +2 2 Bronze Coins) - 13
LCK:4+1+1+1 -7 6

Personality: Sakura is a hands on, zero tolerance for nonsense kind of person. Street wise and jaded, his demeanor is a stark contrast to his soft looks, and one can expect abundant swearing. Nevertheless, Sakura is honorable, and follows the code of the streets when possible. Brothers have to back up each other in scuffles and turf defending. Also bashing the heads of monster freaks. He may not be the nicest person around, but she will never turn her back on those who have earned her trust.

History: Sakura Yamamoto was once a man who thought that makes right. Unable to put his talents to good use as a productive member of society, he then stuck in the shady edges of civilizations to make a living. After a hard-fought youth, and too many clashes with the police, he ended in a semi -decent life of being a local gang ringleader. Life was doing okay, with the occasional scuffle and fling until one day, his abuse of substances was his downfall.

A shadow crept in the road one second too late he could hit the brakes. Well, it was no use his reflexes were shot due to a drinking contest he had 10 minutes early. He was dead drunk, judging by what seemed an hallucination now standing on top of his car when he finally got out.

At his feet was a young girl in strange clothes. It seemed one of those shows, maybe a candid camera. Except it wasn't. The hallucination spoke with a shrill voice, calling Sakura a lunatic and a murderer. It was a pretty badmouthed hallucination. Then the creature said that he needed a replacement for the dead girl, and pressed Sakura to sign some weird stuff in shock. And then he passed out.

One killing headache later, he was freaking out at what was reflected in the mirror of his shoddy apartment. He thought for a moment he was going to jail for keeping a naked little girl. Only to realize he had become the little girl.

Puchuus can be quite sadistic employers. And the bastard also took his flat, car and assets for the trouble.

After some adventures, and some remarkable contributions in the fight against Justine following a failed assault at Mariette's HQ, Sakura managed to regain her former gender. Time will tell if it was a good idea.

Incantation: "Ahem... Spark spark Love of my heart <3" -cringes internally-

Additional Info: Sakura likes loud motorbikes, hard drinks and a good scuffle. He also has a penchant for bonsai trimming as a coping mechanism, and struggles to walk around in skirts.

Magical Coins: Broke. 0g 0 Silver 0 Bronze (Vanquished Horror, Event, Spent Against Justine, Escort, Splurged)

Patron

usual

alternate #1

Type: Shifty Rat Puchuu

Name: Umukamui /Kamy

Personality: Umukamui can be described as a neurotic cynical wreck of a Puchuu, always obsessed with quotas and goals above methods. It's a shifty guy who enjoys caffeinated drinks and sugar, and that certainly doesn't help. Prone to be quite a potty mouth, callous and dismissive, and an utter slave driver to the girls he employs.

History: Umukamui boasts that he was once one of the top enforcers of the Puchuu, boasting that all the magical girls of a certain city were under his command, or that he was given headpats by the Cabinet of Ministers of another. Then again, that might be empty boasting on his part. And if one listens carefully, they might gleam some uncomfortable hints that point that all of his ramblings are in fact, not just fabrications.

Be it as it may be, Umukamui has suffered a lot of bad luck lately. Freak incidents and poor choices of his magical girls have led to this kind of weak position among peers. The fact that a drunk gangster ran over his last shot at getting back into business was the straw that broke the camel's back. He makes use of the perp, conveniently repurposed for his own interests, but he wishes he would die in a blaze of glory.

Resources: Only Sakura. Come and laugh, HA HA HA HA. He however, is quite a long runner in the world of Puchuus, and always knows someone that knows someone. If there's a dire need of something, he can use any kind of channel, down to blackmail and extortion to get it. Oh and guess there's Shoggy too.
Goals:
Maintain the Balance of power.
Eliminate threats to the World Order.
Recruit Allies and work towards rebuilding Umukamui's power.

Additional Info: Flies surprisingly well when kicked.

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Cruel Psychopomp

Name: "Sanngridr" Cassandra Turner (Formerly William Turner)
Age (Magical Girl): 12

Age (Before Magical Girl): 18

Gender: Lass. Odin took his spear.

Gender (Before Magical Girl): A lad

Appearance: Body Type: Average, Outfit : Uniform

Mortal Guise

Valkyrie of Cruelty

Tropical Trouble

Specialization: Spirit and Reinforcement

Weapon: Sword- Valkyrie's Tear. A sword annointed with the former William's tears, consecrated by Odin, granted as replacement once Gram Replica was deemed not worthy of him.

Power:
1- Copycat : Upon becoming Sanngridr, she gained the power to duplicate opponent's powers for the duration of the fight, the stigma that the red coin granted, but a boon nonetheless. It is unironically fitting for the Valkyrie of Cruelty.
2- Evil Eye (Third Eye): What became of Sanngridr's tainted black coin power after Odin took the regeneration from her, having deemed that the former Reaver was too overreliant on it. It functions like any other Third Eye, except it's nauseating to look at once it is active, and causes discomfort.

Perks:

• Power Artifact- The Witch Queen's Crown (+1 Str): A Psychic Artifact. It grants mental warding to being scried on... but for monster girls it also has the side effect of estabilizing them a great deal and make them less likely to act on their impulses.
• Wings:
  
  • Enhanced Wings:(+2 Agi): As part of her Monster Girl Mutation, the wings granted by her transformation and the wings granted by the monster girl mutation fused in two mighty limbs full of strong pinions. No longer she is clumsy at flight, and has enough lift to raise an adult into the air alongside with her (albeit with difficulty).
• Soul Jar (+1 Vit): As part of her new body, her soul now resides in a tiny jewel, making her much more difficult to kill via massive body trauma.
• Gifted(+1 Agi): Reincarnation has granted Cassandra additional insight in the use of magic. Now, Cassandra is able to bring forth the most battle-worthy of Spirits, the Einherjar, who will fight besides her. Cassandra is also able to Revive people if they're recently slain, by calling their souls back with Spirit and using Reinforcement healing to mend their bodies.
• Martial Training(+1Str): Odin allowed for Sanngridr to retain her martial prowess in weapons and tactics.
• Enhanced Transformation (+1 Mag): A carryover of her time as Reaver, this skill now serves her to use her mortal guise more effectively, no longer reverting when unconscious.
• Overcity Shift(+1Mag): Another carryover. Self Explaining.
• Sorcery (Runes) (+1 Mag): Odin also has allowed Sanngridr to retain her arcane knowledge. The Runes allow for a different variety of effects , but they're not as powerful as proper specialization magic. Runes can be taught to other people.
• Awareness(+1 Luck): Keen senses can be the difference between victory and defeat, and Sanngridr's knows that. She has honed her senses to be sharper than most.

Patron: Ebon Mint

Patron Benefits:
Black Coin(Spent on Second Power)
Non -Exclusivity: The Mint does not care for taking multiple jobs, as long as you pay what's due.

Patron Drawbacks:
Even More Debt: The Red Coin favour was costly, and it has made her debt increase even more
Betrayal: Choose who you befriend carefully, for the Mint will get rid of you if it does not serve their interests.

Patron: Deity- Wotan, The Allfather

Patron Benefits:
Divine Competence: Odin is a god of many things, so a lot of abilities have a little bump above the norm as an extra. This includes War and Healing.
Paragon (+1 Physical Stats): A honed body is the body of a warrior.
Mana Overload: Odin really opened the floodgates to see what happened to Reaver, and a transformation ensued.

Patron Drawbacks:
Rites: One must praise Odin and bring him sacrifices regularly, lest he becomes spiteful.
Monstrous Form: The increase in divine power has changed the once black knight into something not quite human.

Monster Girl Mutations:

• Devourer: Must feed. Fresh and flailing if preferably.
• Second Specialization (Reinforcement): Sanngridr is once again able to channel her old magic thanks to her monstrous nature.
• Wings(+1 Agi and Wings Perk): As she transformed, she gained a second wings upgrade that fused with her suit ones to become enhanced mighty limbs.
• Broken Reincarnation: Her soul is so strained now, that it's doubtful she'll be even whole when killed and resurrected.
• Destroyer: Nothing is eternal. Destruction will happen sooner or later. Embrace Ragnarök.

Fighting Style: Sanngridr now is more cautious about receiving damage, and attacks preferably in swooping movements, favoring aerial superiority. If an opponent proves too tenacious, she switches to commanding an army of spirits and use combined arms tactics to triumph over foes. She will also copy advantadgeous powers to even out the field.

Stats (Guise):
STR:6
AGI:6
VIT:6
MAG:6
LCK:6

Stats (Valkyrie):
STR:10
AGI:12
VIT:10
MAG:20
LCK:6

Personality:Gone is the superficial appeasing to base desires in the form of being subservient to domineering girls. Cassandra is a barely contained cauldron of rage, fueled by a deep maddened misanthropy which makes almost any moment of her life to stay in a semipermanent livid state. With her source of debauchery gone, Cassandra has turned her sights on what deep down, she really wants besides carnal pleasure which she can no longer get as she is no longer a man. To see everything burn, and feast and dance in the world's end.(Devourer And Destroyer mutations)

History: Born the son of a coroner, and with a missing mother, William's household was rather different to what one consider normal. Always haunted by the absence of a motherly figure in the household and the grim ambience that sometimes his father's job brought at home, young William grew with less than optimal social skills. He was once a gifted academical student, which spent too much time dreaming about fantasy, mythology and games, and seeing girls as that strange being that would only look at them with disgust. Still, when he heard a strange rumour about certain collectives being able to grant magical wishes, he jumped at the oportunity. He could do better than any of these silly broads, alright. So he took the contract, and chose one of his favorites. Wotan, Odin. He was an awesome god of war and many things, so he went to swear servitude to him at the drop of a hat.

Nevertheless, something was missing. Being a warrior chosen was alright, but despite his remade appearance, he wasn't getting enough to satisfy his cravings. Power had corrupted him, and he had found a beauty in being under the heel of a good-looking girl. He wished to fight more, to attract more, and he gave in to darkness. He signed a contract with the Ebon mint. Perhaps, by embracing this dark persona he would bring fulfillment to his unbalanced life.

And yet... it never fully worked out. Sure, there were some girls but they ended dead or causing much trouble. And his...agreement was found to be quite subpar. After deciding to make himself scarce after showing much of his black knight swag, he attempted a renegotiation via red coin, only to find out she had been punished to become a valkyrie.

Well, she had better become a fine chooser of the slain, else she would be serving mead to horny Einherjar for eternity... if the increased Mint debt did not catch with her up at first.

Incantation: "..."

Additional Info: It's only by Odin's influence that she doesn't lose her shit and attacks everything in sight like a monster Queen.

Rolls: 6,12,4,1,3,4,20,17,17,5,20. Origin has been changed to Contract. Spent 1b to Shift Interdimensional Home to Gifted. Bought two perks with Gold Coin. Spent 3b 3s on stats upon creating. Spent 3g 4s in +1 Boosters to Agi (+1) and Mag (+3).

Magical Coins: 8s 1b (1g 6s Given by Sakura, 1g spent in resurrection)

Patron

Type: Deity
Name: Wotan, Woden, Odin, Allfather, you know the drill.

Aspect

Personality: Well, one has to take a guess that Odin has been a little of everything. Sometimes a thunderous warrior like his son, sometimes a master of trickery like his sworn brother Loki. Odin is wise, and it's very difficult to read. He grants good boons but, asks for effort in deeds as an exchange. As the Lord of Valhalla, he despises cowardice, and likes people who are ready to die in battle against impossible odds.

History: We all know his story, even though his worship has dwindled due to the encroach of other gods. He sacrificed an eye to achieve wisdom, and did many a deed. Usually alongside Loki, whom he appreciates and hates.

Resources: Quite a few, but are spread thin. What Odin can offer is power and ancient weapons of an olden era, of epic fights and men stronger than steel. Sorcery and Healing are also his turf, and he can provide resources for those readily.
Goals:
Fight to the Death without cowardice.
Kill people from other factions as Sacrifice to the Allfather.
Increase Number of Norse Mythos/Religion Believers

Additional Info: LOOOOOKIII.

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Feed Me, Pet Me, Worship Me

Name:Dina Denisova AKA Stray Empress
Age (Magical Girl): 14

Age (Before Magical Girl): 105

Gender: Female

Gender (Before Magical Girl): Female

Body type: Underdeveloped. No bountiful bosom on this one.

Appearance:

Purrr

Queen Incognito (Disguise)

Swimsuit

Avatar Mode

Specialization: Reinforcement and Beast: Originally a reinforcement, the extreme amount of magic she took in mutated Dina into a beastly creature, adding an attunement with the animal side of life and being able to command and reinforce animals at will. Being a healer and defensive user first and foremost, Dina's considerable prowess with the barriers and healing serves as a refresheners for the tides of beasts she is able to command at will. Reinforcement also makes her rallies extra effective.

Weapon: Cat's Cradle of the Red Revolution (Melee): An once blood-soaked remnant of what was lost, upon Dina's transformation into a magical girl, they became a set of crimson metal wires that can flail the flesh out of targets. The lacerations they inflict are often not easy to heal. It has a secondary function as defense or even as transport.

Power:

1-Power of Friendship: Groomed to be one of her countries leaders' in life, this has become her signature power as magical girl. Dina does know how to inspire bonds of friendship no matter who is the target, and how to get into people's graces with her noblewoman's sheer charisma.

2- Avatar: When everything comes crashing down. When all hope is lost and death is imminent, it is when one fights at its hardest. Dina's trumph card, the ability to enter a taxing state in which she can employ all specializations to bring a nasty and versatile surprise to opponents, at the cost of being not as powerful as a proper specialist, and twice as draining.

Perks:

• True Sight: Her feline eyes can see many things. Total darkness and obscuring maneuvers don't work against her keen senses. However, being able to see through darkness and concealment doesn't mean people's disguises will not fool her.
• Reverence: Cats are found to be charming and graceful, and this makes Dina be perceived as a symbol of grace and hope, rather than the corruption that most monster girls are associated with. Even normal humans would rather be drawn towards her than be horrified. She doesn't even need a disguise to walk around outside battles. However, being a starlet comes with her own set of problems. Namely, unwanted attention.
• Diehard: They say skinning a cat is very difficult and not to say impossible. While Dina most of the time avoids confrontation and would rather flee than fight, cornering and wounding her will make her much more difficult to pin down.
• Lure: It may be the way those haunting violet eyes stare at you, or the way her steps are graceful as she swishes her tail in balance. Or maybe her soft purring noise. People, specially cat lovers, are attracted to her, and seek her company actively, and attempt for her to grace them with her presence.
• Overcity Shift: Dina is able to shift herself and those around her to the overcity back and forth at will. This increases her escaping chances significantly.
• Flexibility: Cats have spines made out of silly putty, and Dina is no exception. Excellent at ballet and licking her own feet.
• Gifted - Ruler's Menagerie: Years of experimentation with her dual specialization and overall noble upbringing, has made Dina be worth of her title of Stray Empress. Acting as the most important banner of an army of either people or beasts, her mere presence already bestows passive healing and cleansing abilities to those who fight at her side, making them harder to kill. Her charisma is so great that she, too can even summon powerful magical beasts instead of normal ones to serve under her. (Although Dragons and the like still remain too powerful to bother what a scrawny cat noblewoman has to say).

Patron: Solo - Used and discarded. Dan

Patron Benefits:

• Free Agent: An Empress bows to no one. However an Empress must take care of showing respect to commitment, else she might be destroyed by other forces of equal power.
• Interdimensional Archipelago: After ten seconds of concentration, Dina may open and/or close a portal to the beach dimension anywhere in her line of sight. The portal is usually the size of a door, but can be adjusted as necessary up to the size of a castle gate or as small as a mousehole. The beach dimension is fully equipped to provide a tropical getaway.
• Payment : The principal reason she keeps with Dan's antics.
• Keijo Training: Don't ask. (+1MAG +1STR)
• Supply : Dan's junk is a treasure to others.
• Magical Overload: The karma and magical potential that Dina was so vast it changed her shape forever into something not entirely human.

Patron Drawbacks:

• Alone: To be a monarch is to be friends with solitude.
• Joy Eater: As Dan feeds on positive emotions, he grows weaker without them, at a potential cost towards Dina the longer he is deprived
• Lonely : Dan is by nature a social Patron, and requires regular attention. Failure to do so for an extended amount of time results in him turning vengeful and punishing the magical girl with petty curses.
• Clueless: Dan may be rich in coins, but is poor in sense.
• Monstruous Form: Dina stopped being human at one point. It's a fortune she comes off as cute rather than grotesque.

Monster Girl Mutations:

• Nonstandard Limbs: Nina's eyes are now slitted like a cat, and she has grown a bushy tail that interferres in wearing certain clothes. Hats are a big no for her, as now her completely functional cat ears can't stand being squashed. The upside is that such big ears allow for more earring decorations...
• Builder: The Bolsheviks are coming for her. They were never truly gone. Must protect her lair. Must defend herself at all costs. Must avoid being reached. Craft traps. Make plans. A safe kitty is a happy kitty.
• Second Specialization (Beast): Mew.
• Broken Reincarnation: Having no backup and being mutated into something inhuman, means that Dina will take much longer to gather herself together to revive if she is ever killed. This fact terrifies her

Fighting Style: Dina is an armchair general whenever she can afford it, sending minions and underlings to grind enemies down to dust while she takes care her army doesn't entirely collapse and outlasts opponents. In the case she can't flee, or make animals protect her while she's cornered, she is a scrapper who fights dirty, creating improvised traps and unveiling her Avatar state to catch opponents unaware and pounce on them.

Stats (Human Disguise):
STR:4
AGI:4
VIT:3
MAG:4
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed):
STR:8
AGI:10
VIT:7
MAG:18
LCK:6

Personality: Dina has blue blood in her veins, and that shows in her exquisite manners and speech. A social butterfly, Dina prefers to sway people with words to do things for her and barter than fight. Having suffering the wrong end of revolutions and wars in her past life, Dina is actually terribly afraid of conflict and will take the chance to flee rather than fight. However this is not something set in stone, as Dina will fight very hard if she's ever backed in a corner or she has sworn an oath to do so. She tends to be a woman of honour and takes her contracts seriously. As long as they don't involve fighting. She enjoys thoroughly being the center of attention, and finds unpleasant that she has to work to earn her own food.

History: History is written by victors, and victor Dina was not. Forcing to flee into exile due to the Bolshevik revolution, the young woman who once had been groomed to be akin to a princess, a beacon and a leader, had to make do with a small flat and scrubbing pots helping her nearing catatonic mother. The nobility of old... was almost entirely dead, and the new order dictated that no one would ever eat without doing an effort to do so.

She despised it, every single moment of it, and became fairly sarcastic and bitter. Even if she was capable enough to overcome the shock and become a self-made woman, mother of five children, and grandmother to seven, she always found that the past of courts and dances had shone brighter than any of her current life. She particularly resented having to work as secretary under men who would have never met in her old homeland for being too crass and lowborn.

And it was then, when her eyes were becoming cloudy, and the beauty of old wasting away in wrinkles, when it happened. Myths were real, fairytales doubly so. A magical incident required a new magical girl... and the Puchuu had found one candidate, being surprisingly viable despite apparently being well-past her expiry date.

The critter miscalculated how much aptitude Dina had, tho, and the excess power bizarrely mutated her into something between cat and human, which caused a major fallout. Once the crisis was resolved, Dina was left alone, having been used and discarded.

And the damned Bolsheviks could still come after her, she thought bitter. But she did not give up. She plotted, moved, did diplomacy and sometimes war, and kept herself light on her feet. Her new form allowed her to be what she had never been in life. An Empress of Stray animals, but an empress nonetheless.

After having heard the rumours of a power vacuum being increasingly likely in Penrose, Dina was drawn to it. She could feel there were opportunities to grow there.

Incantation: N/A - Avatar state: "Hen to Pan" ("The All is One" in Greek)

Additional Info: Catnip makes her incredibly smashed. She can, however, chug vodka like water. She really hates people yanking her tail.

Magical Coins: 2 Silver (Fairy Bounty)

Rolls & Coins

1 18
2 4
3 5
4 3
5 11
6 20
7 4
8 13
9 1
10 3
11 14

Spent 1 g to buy Avatar
Spent 1 s to swap Tentacles to Power of Friendship
Shifted Mystic Artifact to (DMG)True Sight
Shifted Healing Artifact to (DMG)Reverence
Shifted Interdimensional Tourist to (DMG)Diehard
Shifted Fated to (DMG) Lure
Origin Emergency: Picked Gifted and Flexibility
Spent 2s 4b on MAG stat.

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NPCS

I can fold spacetime!

Name: Therese Kuiper AKA Tenebra
Age (Magical Girl): 15

Age (Before Magical Girl): 12

Gender: Female

Gender (Before Magical Girl): Girl

Body type: Average

Appearance:

Civilian Guise

Transformation (Elaborate Outfit)

Specialization: Gravity - Space Time Warping Gifted: Tenebra is notoriously skilled at using her gravity attacks and masterfully employing tidal forces to rend and break opponents. Her minute manipulation of the art is so great she is able to bend and fold space and achieve spacetime warping teleportation, allowing her to send herself or others through holes in the timespace continuum.

Weapon: Eyes of The Cosmos (Ranged). A leftover memento of her first horror patron, these drones hover around Tenebra's shoulders and are capable of launching pure magical attacks. It's often used for suppression and basic attack duties when she's not employing her more taxing techniques.

Power:

Barrage: Tenebra is adept at quick and fast changes of gravity within an area that affect several targets at once. She is capable of rattling targets like ragdolls, scattering them however she wishes or coalescing them into a single point to crush them under their own weight.

Perks:

• Disguise Artifact: Tenebra doesn't use it often, but she is in possesion of an orb artifact in which she can alter her apperance, size and even provide fake ids for her. Lasts up to two hours with a six hour recharge.
• Healing Artifact: Likewise, she is in possesion of another orb that can heal people and animals, albeit not as efficient as a proper healer.
• Absolute Direction: Her understanding of spacetime is second to none most of the time. Once an objective is set in her mind, she always knows the way to reach it. It is a must for spacetime warping, as a misstep could strand her forever.
• Hammerspace Handbag: Likewise, she also is able to create a small fold of space time the size of a medium purse for storing purposes. She usually keeps her artifacts hidden there. Also some jawbreaker candy.
• Enhanced Outfit: Despite the elaborate nature of the outfit she wears, it emits its own gravitational field that keeps it together. Said outfit protects even against heavy-duty firepower, and is much sturdier than it looks like.
• (Gold Coin)Overcity Shift: Tenebra is also able to shift from the Overcity back and forth.
• (Gold Coin) Gifted-Space Time Warp: Tenebra's understanding of General relativity is at least a PhD. level if not beyond. This makes her be able to warp from point and point to space, essentially knowing how to use her powers for FTL travelling.

Patron: Umukamui. - After being distraught by the loss of her old comrades and shunned by her old patron, the Star Eater, Therese confused the female form of Umukamui for her own mother, and struck a contract with him to become a magical girl under the Puchuu.

Patron Benefits:

• Chatterbox: Umukamui loves to brag about his past glory. If you're smart enough, you can glean a sizable amount of info from his ramblings
• Well Connected: Umu has practically dealt with any kind of faction of the magical world, and has always at least one person that is willing to lend an ear to him. However, that doesn't mean he can sway entire factions, just that they won't rudely slam the door on him, so to speak.
• Supplier: If it's for the mission and the objectives, you want something, Umu can get it.
• Mana Font: Umukamui understands that Gravity magic and spacetime warping isn't easy on the mana consumption, so he allows a greater portion of power to seep through Tenebra.

Patron Drawbacks:

• Expendable: Umukamui is a callous jerk that does not hesitate to sacrifice his agents for the mission.
• Big Brother: He is also a control freak, and he will always pop at the most inoportune moments to make observations about things he does not like.
• Distracted: Umukamui has to juggle between the "too alien to function" Shoggy and the "hit first, ask later" Sakura as magical girls, not to mention to be a liason to several factions, as such the time he can dedicate to Tenebra is not that much.

Fighting Style: Tenebra is more like a support unit specialized in mobility and ranged harassment. Her usual modus operandi is to lay down suppression fire, and use her powers to warp around and identify weak points or groups that are susceptibles to her much more powerful Gravity Barrage.

Stats (Human):
STR:3
AGI:4
VIT:3
MAG:3
LCK:3

Stats (Transformed):
STR:6
AGI:6
VIT:7
MAG:17
LCK:8

Personality: Therese is not the most stable girl. Plagued by crippling low social intelligence and anxiety, she's prone to antagonize people socially and speaks in awkward sentences most of the time. Being almost completely introverted, she thinks many things, but says quite few. Sometimes she even displays laconic wit, when she's not making her usual comment disconnected from reality. To those who know her a little better, Therese can be a loyal friend and follower, and surprisingly clever in her thoughts, although not much of a leader.

History: Therese was abandoned by her own mother as an unwanted child with birth problems in a certain institution. Being crippled from the abuse of substances of her own mother, Therese nevertheless consoled herself with her two best friends, Amy and Zophia. The trio would catch the attention of a certain horror named the Star Eater and be granted powers beyond their imagination. This had the side effect of fixing her intellectual and physical ailments, and she gained a sharp insight about abstract mathematics. The experience, however was harrowing and impacted her unbalanced personality even further. Only the soothing company of her fellow girls did manage to keep the insanity in check.

Everything changed after a certain riot, a certain naughty event. After being hounded by a magical girl known as Lily Lightning and her partner, Alexander Shields, Tenebra lost both Amy and Zophia in a single fell swoop. Drowned in despair and abandoned by the master she once had, she gladly embraced the idea that her mother had come back (actually a Puchuu in disguise) and asked her to continue her work as magical girl.

Incantation: "Eppur si muove".

Additional Info: Waste not.

Magical Coins: NPC

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Archives

Dark Magical BOY

Name: "Reaver" William Turner
Age (Magical Girl): 16

Age (Before Magical Girl): 18

Gender: BOOOOOI

Gender (Before Magical Girl): A lad

Appearance: Body Type: Overdeveloped, Outfit : Uniform

Probably around his usual state of dressing

Spikes, Spikes Everywhere

Game (Monstrous Transformation) face On

Specialization: Reinforcement

Weapon: Sword- Gram Replica. A lesser-quality version of the legendary sword that Odin stuck in a tree.

Power: 1- Third Eye 2- Regeneration(corpselike)

Perks: Martial Training, Monstruous Metamorphosis (Berserker), Environmental Sealing, Masculinity, Sorcery (Runes), Overcity Shift, Enhanced Transformation

Patron: Ebon Mint

Patron Benefits: Black Coin(Spent on Second Power) / Non -Exclusivity

Patron Drawbacks: Debt/Betrayal

Patron: Deity- Wotan, The Allfather

Patron Benefits: Divine Competence/Paragon/Mana Font

Patron Drawbacks: Rites/Arrogance

Fighting Style: Basically, Reaver is a tank, if modern game standards apply. He confides in his vitality, regeneration and ability to soak blows to outtire opponents.

Stats (Untransformed): These start at 3. CYOA options indicate if they apply out of costume as well.
STR:3+1+1 - 5
AGI:3+1 - 4
VIT:3+1+1 - 5
MAG:3+1 - 4
LCK:3+1 - 4

Stats (Transformed): These start at 4.
STR:4+1+1+1+1+2 - 10
AGI:4+1+1+2 - 8
VIT:4+1+1+1+1+2+1 - 11
MAG:4+1+1+1+1+1 - 9
LCK:4+1++1 - 6

Stats (Berserker): These start at 4.
STR:4+1+1+1+1+2+2 - 12
AGI:4+1+1+2+2 - 10
VIT:4+1+1+1+1+2+2 - 13
MAG:4+1+1+1 - 9
LCK:4+1+1 - 6

Personality:William likes to pretend. He thinks this is the age of olden and likes to always get in the way to take the hits for the ladies. It seems as if he gets a kick out of this. He is also a bit too interested in being subsirvient to girls for his own good. Despite this, he's fairly disciplined and durable under combat, and he has a rich vast knowledge, as befitting the son of a coroner. Surprisingly for someone so vapid and superficial, he has not a shred of cowardice in him, hinting at greater depths of his character. He also seems to react poorly to other people being abandoned on a whim, and makes a point to stay true to his obligations as reasonably as he could be. Given his past exposure, gore had never been a problem to him... However as of recent, he has been having a tremendous craving for flesh and blood... and the girls started to be appealing for other reasons. (Devourer Mental Mutation)

History: Born the son of a coroner, and with a missing mother, William's household was rather different to what one consider normal. Always haunted by the absence of a motherly figure in the household and the grim ambience that sometimes his father's job brought at home, young William grew with less than optimal social skills. He was once a gifted academical student, which spent too much time dreaming about fantasy, mythology and games, and seeing girls as that strange being that would only look at them with disgust. Still, when he heard a strange rumour about certain collectives being able to grant magical wishes, he jumped at the oportunity. He could do better than any of these silly broads, alright. So he took the contract, and chose one of his favorites. Wotan, Odin. He was an awesome god of war and many things, so he went to swear servitude to him at the drop of a hat.

Nevertheless, something was missing. Being a warrior chosen was alright, but despite his remade appearance, he wasn't getting enough to satisfy his cravings. Power had corrupted him, and he had found a beauty in being under the heel of a good-looking girl. He wished to fight more, to attract more, and he gave in to darkness. He signed a contract with the Ebon mint. Perhaps, by embracing this dark persona he would bring fulfillment to his unbalanced life.

Incantation: "Awaken, my blade!"

Additional Info: He's a closet masochist. Also enjoys magical girl mangas. Son of Doctor Edward Turner and Vivian Turner.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

So far I got a chap that got into the business via magical girl drunken driving roadkill. Puuchus don't press charges but do something else instead.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Just letting you people know, i am tinkering with a magical gurl now.

Royal Rumble!

Melanie and Diana

@Gentlemanvaultboy@Crowvette@rawkhawk64@Scarifar

Diana stirred finally, after the plans were being discussed, and managed to wring herself out of Andras grasp. The plan they were submitting... was unbearably naive. She frowned somewhat, her eyes set on Andras, and then Moira. "Well, it's the best shot we have, honestly." She finally gathered to say. Beggars can't be choosers, after all. She bitterly remembered. "However, don't lose perspective. If this was Lightbringer himself he would mercilessly pick apart any semblance of plan we have, and I suspect the one who puppeteers him is no stranger to this fact." She added, eyeing Andras. "But unlike Celestine, we are sure of what this ... God wants. My hide. He cannot resist coming after me, even if he knows it may be a trap."

She pointed at Andras. "Also yours, if i'm not mistaken." Diana walked a few steps away. "But... I am sorry, I can't bring you to play the crucial role of the bait. You're not... ready. " Diana eyed the girl. Young. Sheltered. Prone to being shocked. She added. "So i propose the following. I try to make my presence be known... and you hit him with all you've got. We can't afford more steps or complications."

"I don't like it." The Moira said. "I think she should be the bait. She's got a fools' luck, that one." The Moira chuckled, eyeing Andras up and down like a hungry beast.

"Really?"

"No. But who will be my cuddly buddy afterwards? The Dork Lady of Disparage? She isn't adorable enough, you know."

Well, it should work. As long as... he doesn't bring sizeable reinforcements.

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St Laurel's

It had been an eventful start of the semester for Dmitry. He had mastered a new language, and found a new master. Except it wasn't the actual master he was supposed to serve, but it was close enough. The fiancee or the love interest counted as extended family, right? The Yekaterinan boy thought so as he mentally checked what were Elise's commands. He had hoped a more sizable amount, but she seemed the fairly level headed, that one. It was good regardless. It was one of such time's in which the exchange student was ... idle by himself, and he was just admiring some birds chirping, being commanded by the crumbs of stale bread he had graciously brought. Feeding such small, colourful bundles of joy was an adequate pastime.

There weren't so many joyful birds in the homeland. And if they were, they ended for commoner's lunch. Rhea was in luxury, indeed.

And in a flash, the birds were gone, as subtle but decisive footsteps approached him. He was a slight man... or a woman? Dmitry wasn't sure what to make of the haunting features and small build, but there was something familiar in the gaze. Something that struck a chord within him, and the thoughts cascaded in aligment.

"Brother?" Dmitry said, surprise in his face eyeing up the figure up and down. Despite being only half brothers, the resemblance was remarkable. Both could be confused for girls.

"...Indeed I am, Mitya." Celestine Lightbringer said, as he approached his younger half sibling, smiling a polite smile, closer and closer, and giving him a welcoming hug and a kiss in the cheek, an olden tradition of certain countries. "I am told you've been searching for me." he added. "Well, here I am."

"But... where were you? Why are you here? What's with the... dark three-piece suit? Do you like... uh, stale bread?" Dmitry fumbled as he eyed his senior, mesmerized by the moment. Was there a catch? Was this a play of fate? He briefly pondered, but he soon cast the doubt away.

"It's okay, I have some pocket money. I will treat you to a meal." Celestine added. "We can... catch up."

"Alright." Dmitry added, but felt something was missing. Some dark piece in his mind clicked. "What's the problem though?"

"Oh, you are able to read me to this extent already?" Celestine grinned. "I think we will get along swimmingly. True, my interest is not only brotherly bonding... there are other things that must be taken care of. Something... delicate. And who better to help me than my own brother?" Celestine said, as he put a hand on Dmitry's shoulder.

"We can give mother a surprise, even."

Yes, it's going to probably be frontpage on the news, the amount of havoc we can ...dispense. Once I model you, that is. All for the sake of this... nagging presence on my head. It won't allow me to revolt. The Fallen One dully noted, as he began to lead the way out of the school.

I might need a few more allies who won't ask too many questions and are fairly ruthless, though.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Sorry 'bout this. I'm a bit burnt out so I might just drop the rp.

Royal Rumble!

Meredith and Woof

Plus some other extras
@KillamriX88

Unrelenting. Craving. Predatory. Her opponent had no chance of escaping, as Meredith struck with a firm hand. It did not scream for mercy. It couldn't. Sweets were notorious for being helpless before the half-demon's cravings. She took a mouthful of the pancake, carefully avoiding the thick syrup to fall on the very big target that was beneath the mouth. Although the bit she had just was slightly smaller than she used to and she did have more wriggle room than before, she still was head over heels for sweets. Meredith eyed Wolf intently for a second. "This is good." She added, after swallowing. "But there is one big issue"

Wolf looked up from his food. It was less... sugary than Meredith's. Unfortunately, he was fully human and had a warrior's physique to maintain.

Not that anyone would guess at a glance due to his smaller than average frame.

"Um, what?" Most people wouldn't have been immediately worried, but, well, this was Meredith talking. Wolf felt like he had 99 problems and Meredith was 99% of them. He'd been hoping they were done with "issues" for the day.

Meredith just looked at Wolf, smiling coyly before leaning forward and pulling her phone out of her pocket. "Selfie!" She added. "We lacked one, Woofie." she finished as she took the snapshot rather quick.

If the picture was cute, it was only because Meredith was. You know, when she wasn't giving into her demonic tendencies and trying to kill people. Wolf meanwhile had the classic deer in the headlights look of one who'd been totally caught off guard.

". . . was. . . was the the issue?" Wolf blinked, still a little dazed from the sudden photographic assault.

"It seems as if it looks we are cheating on your girlfriend. So i just invited her." Meredith added. "With the picture. Probably won't answer otherwise."

Wolf didn't answer her. He had to process this. She was just joking, right? There was no way she'd just pull this kind of stunt. If this was real, then Vera would have a full-blown nuclear meltdown. No, he'd probably just misheard her and she was teasing him or something. The ramifications of it otherwise were... disconcerting. Here he was trying to act like he could keep an eye on or even control Meredith, and she was sneaking around and pulling stuff like this right in front of him. It was full minutes before Wolf actually managed to speak.

"Wh-what?" It wasn't exactly profound.

Meredith's expression was surprisingly neutral, before she resumed her pancake eating. "Wolf, relax. It's not like we are doing something forbidden, nor you are being unfaithful. You can't seriously expect me to believe Vera Goh is scarier than mother." She paused. " What can she do you in the end, break up with you? I am the one far more at risk here. But it does not compare to losing half of your face. "

Exactly. She could break up with him. A fear that he was sure no one else would ever understand considering how poorly the two seemed to get along. Hell, he wasn't sure he understood it himself. Regardless, if it were to happen, he didn't want it to happen like this over some stupid misunderstanding. They'd been through too much together at this point.

He didn't answer Meredith at all this time, just sort of zoning out and waiting.

They didn't have to wait long.

Suddenly the door to the little diner was practically kicked open.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?" Vera's shrill voice filled the building, drowning out and silencing every other conversation. So deafening was her scream that no doubt even the inanimate toasters were startled and someone would be getting some badly burned toast.

Wolf jolted in his seat and then quickly jumped up and ran over to Vera, putting his hand over her mouth and dragging her outside before she caused any more of a scene.

The second they stopped she ripped his hand off her mouth.

"Are you insane?!" she berated him.

"N-no, I-"

"You're really just hanging out and getting breakfast together now?! How can you trust her!?" She was relentless and only getting angrier with each passing second. "You need to cut her loose!"

"Well ignoring her caused this in the first place!" Wolf countered.

"Excuse me?!" Vera jabbed him in the chest with her finger. "Does that excuse her being a murderer!?"

"Sh-she's not a-"

"SHE TRIED TO BE!" Vera was straight up screaming again. "And in case you forgot, SHE WAS TRYING TO KILL ME!"

"B-but-" Wolf was at a loss. How did one argue against that?
"A-and you're just... when I... i-is that all I-" And with hardly any time to process what she'd just thrown at him, and long before his ears could stop ringing, she just started crying.

His first cynical thought was that she was just putting on a show to manipulate him and get her way, but it didn't fit. One thing he really did appreciate about her, for better or worse, was her unfailing, cold, brutal, almost cruel, honesty. She spoke her mind without hesitation in a world where she was helpless before people who could vaporize her with a thought.

Of course he usually ended up having to fight any battles she started, but he was pretty sure she usually didn't mean to actually start a fight. Though, when she did, she usually considered that a win on her part.

It was around then that an older couple left the diner, casting dirty looks at Wolf on their way by. One could only imagine what they were thinking.

"Wh-what the fuck are you looking at, huh!? FUCK OFF!" Vera caught it too and quickly reminded them to mind their own business. Their expressions turned to pitying disgust before hurrying off.
It was at this point that Wolf threw caution to the wind. At the end of the day, as weird as their relationship was, she was still his girlfriend and she was still upset. So... why not just hug her?

"Wh-wh-what are you-" Vera froze up.

"Um... you were upset?" Wolf swallowed hard.

"Am... I am upset..." she muttered. "L-let go!" He quickly did so, but she actually did seem calmer. Her face was red, but Wolf assumed it was from crying. "F-fine, explain, fast!"

"Meredith is my friend, but I... sorta neglected her. Her mother is literally a demon and I wasn't there to support her. That's... all I've got." Wolf shrugged helplessly.

". . . If this gets me killed I hope you suffer for the rest of your life." Vera narrowed her eyes.

"I. . . I wouldn't let her-"

"Like how you wouldn't let me get kidnapped?" He flinched. "It's not always that easy."

"I just don't want to think she's a lost cause."

"Whatever. It's not up to me apparently..." Astonishingly, it seemed she'd given in. Wolf would never understand why, but he'd take it.

Meredith eyed the couple from her half finished stack of pancakes. She eyed the fight with a keen gaze, and flinched upon being called a murderer. Well she did not call the cops, good. The other people in the restaurant would write it as an outburst. Now she needed to move things forward.

"I was a heinous bitch to you and I am truly sorry. Do not take it on your boyfriend. He is kind beyond any sort of common sense."

Vera ground her teeth together as she was forced to stand in the presence of Meredith as she joined them outside.

"Clearly..." she growled. "And personally, I'd say that's letting you off easy." Vera could think of a lot of other, more vile and accurate things to call her.

Wolf wanted to play peacekeeper, he really did, but how did one even go about asking someone to be nicer to the person who'd basically hired a hitman to kidnap them? In the end, he just sort of fidgeted and hoped they would at least keep things somewhat civil, as icy as it might be.

"Well yes. Disregarding the fact today someone melted half of my face off pulling a prank and i am basically a gopher for a youth detective. I am done making excuses. " Meredith added. "And i got really busy when i helped fighting the cultists after that Lightbringer cut my throat." She put a hand to her hip. "And Wolf clearly doesn't want to give up on me. He went to see mother, alone."

"Great. Well none of that undoes or will ever undo what he did to me because of you," Vera spat. Then she fully processed what Meredith had said. "Wait you did WHAT?!"

"I-I... sort of... confronted her mother about how she's been influencing Meredith..." Wolf mumbled. It sounded really dumb after just plainly stating how the woman was a literal demon.

"Alone?!"

"A-alone..."

"You really do have no sense."

"A-apparently..." Wolf sighed. Well, it had kind of worked out when you thought about it.

"I know. But he is riff raff when one comes to think about it. And Wolf nearly trashed him. He was kind of scary seeing him snap. " Meredith say. "Well if you really want to hold a grudge forever be my guest. Personally i am tired and sick of it. I even paid back that throat slicer, Lightbringer."

"Good, because all you've done is finally give me a real reason to hate you." Vera had never been the most forgiving person. "Backstabbers don't earn back their trust in a week." Personally, she didn't see why she should ever trust Meredith or get over this. She'd been Wolf's closest friend, but that hadn't stopped her from going full psycho and betraying them.

"M-maybe... we should stop. For now," Wolf suggested. There was no way in hell Vera was going to come to terms with this any time soon. That fact that she'd stopped calling for Meredith's head was an achievement all on its own. Forgiveness... was a pipe dream.

Meredith raised an eyebrow as she walked towards Vera, her face beaming one of those smiles not unlike her mother as she came within inches of her. "I wish you a long fruitful relationship. I care not about your forgiveness. I only ask for one thing. Make my best friend, brave and kind to a fault, be happy. "

"Wh-what? I-I-I don't... Y-you have no right t-to-" Vera stammered, unsure how to respond. She couldn't bring herself to outright say no in front of Wolf. As difficult as their relationship was, she'd never straight to his face suggested she wanted to make him miserable. Despite what people might think, she didn't date people with the express intent of torturing them.

That said, she didn't exactly want to say yes to Meredith, if only because it was Meredith.

"W-well why don't you look at yourself, first!" She crossed her arms and looked away. If anyone had been making Wolf unhappy lately, it was the half-demon herself!

Meanwhile Wolf was on red alert as mental alarm bells rung. Meredith was acting very non-Meredith at the moment. The one thing he did know was how his friend normally acted, and he was seeing little things that were more like how her mother acted... which was bad.

But she didn't seem to be doing anything. Yet.

Meredith's smile only grew wider, as she looked at the usual imposing Vera faltering and stammering, only to answer with a weak retort. Exploiting the fact that she had turned her gaze away, she shot a wink of complicity towards Wolf. She then wrapped her arms around Vera softly. "Oh, you want to give me a chance for him to be happy with me? How ...nice of you. Perhaps we can share. It could work, you're a looker yourself." Meredith whispered softly as she tried to nuzzle closer to her.

Time froze for Vera as Meredith hugged her. At fist it was just shock, but then it was revulsion. The last person she wanted touching her was Meredith. OK fine, that was Galbrek, but Meredith was a close second. The list of people she was OK with touching her, period, these days was extremely short.

And then time resumed.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" She began frantically trying to pry Meredith off her. Vera's reaction from the outside seemed extreme, but on the inside Vera was still holding back. Before Meredith could tighten the embrace, Vera did finally worm free. "You know damn well that's not what I meant! If you ever touch me again I'll claw your eyes out!"

Vera had hit her limit and stomped away, unable to look at Meredith anymore.

"Let her go..." Wolf spoke up before Meredith got any more ideas.

"It was never my intention to retain her." Meredith added, as she let her go in a tone. "I guess I went a little too far. Let me apologize at the very least." Meredith added, before she ran after Vera.

For the second time that day, Wolf grew at least half a spine.

He grabbed Meredith firmly by the arm before she could get far.

"No. I don't know if you really care about apologizing, but don't do it now. It won't accomplish anything. Leave her alone." He might not have understood Meredith anymore, and even Vera felt a little off as of late, but he knew her well enough to know that if Meredith spoke to her again, she was going to go nuclear. And maybe, just maybe, his protective instincts had kicked in.

Meredith did not reply to Wolf immediatedly, instead just clenched her teeth and powered through the boy's attempt to stop her. "Come hell or high water, I will apologize, Wolfram. Even if you drive a sword through me. Or are you saying i should let this stew and have her get the wrong idea about everything? " She added , as she firmly grasped Wolf in response and began to run dragging him too.

Why did she have to be so damn strong? At this point he almost did consider stabbing her to slow her down. She'd live, right? But no, that was a bit extreme. He considered using an armor or a weapon, but that seemed extreme too.

"D-do you want me to trust you again or not?!" Wolf suddenly snapped. "Trust me when I say this will only make things worse! You're not helping!" He didn't want to have to guilt her, but he also needed to find SOME way to... control her? He didn't like the thought that he had to somehow keep control of Meredith like some sort of wild animal, but lately all she did was sow chaos.

Meredith suddenly stopped at his words. "I know. But i can't bear the thought of my misgivings being taken on you. I guess I must deal with it." She paused and faced Wolf, before pulling out her cellphone. "This is Alexander's number. William's brother. He is chaperoning me because of my misgivings. One call is all you need, and I will be locked forever. Do tell her."

". . . I know how things look from where you're standing, between Vera and I, and maybe sometimes it really is how it looks, but... yeah she's gonna be grumpy because she knows you're around, but she's not going to think I'm betraying her or something. We... have that going for us, at least." Honestly, Wolf had never thought that deeply about his relationship with Vera before. Part of him hadn't wanted to analyze it, afraid of what conclusions he might draw.

That said, Vera was honest. He liked to think he was too. There was a comfort in the fact that there was a certain level of trust there. He never really had to guess too much about what was going on.

He looked down at the number presented to him. Locked? Forever? Wasn't it the perfect solution? If anything, Meredith had made her own decisions. Even if he didn't use it now, and why would he, wasn't it the ultimate back-up plan? She'd brought herself to this point, mother's influence or not.

But he couldn't. He didn't want to be tempted. Somehow the memories of their shared childhood still outweighed her sins.

"Thank you..." He pushed the phone away, back toward Meredith without copying the number. "Yeah, maybe I feel like I need to reign you in. I'm still... nervous, but... I don't want to be holding a gun to your head." It might have only been her powers, he assumed, but... even so, how could he rebuild trust if he refused to give her any?
"I'll tell Vera you wanted to apologize later. I... doubt it will do anything, but I will," he finally relented.

Meredith just stood there, looking at her phone, then at Wolf. Then at the phone. It seemed like a weight came off her shoulders as she slumped slightly. "It's fine. I never had the most stable life. " She added, as she leant and picked up a small discarded pebble. Her index claw suddenly stretched, as she carved a glyph on it, drawing blood from her lip, and then tossed it to Wolf. "Sleep charm, surely you recognize this. Could be helpful with nightmares."

"Thanks..." Wolf took it. Nightmares. Well, he couldn't claim he never had them anymore, but it had been a while since the worst of them. "Look, I should check on Vera, but... we'll talk again soon, I promise." It was a promise he intended to keep -- for all their sakes.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

It's a good thing cement is plentiful in a city. Posted.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Ferret

@Crimson Raven@Lmpkio

"It's broken"

"What do you mean by bro- ah hell."

"Yes, it was a bit stuffy with the controls and now it's flashing red all over."

"How the hell did you manage to crash a simulation meant for elite Aerial Divers, Recruit?"

"I don't know? It seemed glitching when it got serious."

"Sigh... I guess we will need to calibrate the maximum kinaesthetic performance roof."

"Does that mean I pass?"

"Uh... we will get back on to you. Get some R&R, recruit."

Ferret fidgetted somewhat, remembering his last attempt at becoming an Aerial Diver. It had gone not so well. The machine was faulty, though. There was no way he wasn't keeping up with those speeds. After all, one had to be quick or one would be dead. He would have asked his superiors, but the Commander seemed a bit grumpy these days. The first deployment against that Terrier Kitten had been a fiasco. Well, even he sucked at first when hunting in the wild. No body would hold that against them, right? But that did look more like a bird, and not a dog or a cat. Definitely not a small dog nor cat.

He pondered mooching off some of the veterans. His puppy eye game was top notch. Perhaps Akari-nee would cave in. She had seemed to be off somewhere. Still, he did manage to get some freshly baked ginger crisps, so everything was all good.

Well, except for that tide of goo snatching people. Welp. Obviously the MFF would be mobilized for this, but how the hell would he even try to slow this thing? Sure, he had explosive bullets, but might as well use just firecrackers or yell at the thing. These small-scale suppresions wouldn't fit.

And that slimy goop is everywhere. I wonder if we have enough salt for this slug-thing. Ferret quickly elaborated as he searched the area for a vantage spot. One thing about a city besieged by monsters was that there was a lot of tall cranes and buildings being constructed, so he fired his hookshot and in a few moments, he was a few stories up, overseeing the situation.

"HQ, this is Ferret. Positive contact with uh, the giant jello thing. Initiating delaying maneuvers... with ...euuuh...cement! Yes, cement. Please send reinforcements." He said while taking a look around and finding something that could work against the moist and watery nature of the creature. He wished there were more people around so he could get to haul survivors, but first moments were crucial. He took one of the heavy sacks of cement, and kicked it in the direction of Goomie's head, followed by a quick followup of a small bullet burst, creating a cloud of quick drying cement aimed at the giant slime's head.

"I wonder if you're edible, slug bitch."