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

The party was proceeding surprisingly well for such a gathering of...less than brave people. At least the dolphin seemed to go on his way of not enforcing a distinctive lack of violence. The Allfather mused as he drank. His servants were... well, all scattered. Reginleif had been a little too shrew, but she, too had faded eventually.

The downside is that there was no one to pour drinks for him. His eyes rested on a female figure who had been equally neglected and had nearly faded onto obscurity.

"Puchuu, serve me.” The norse god commanded at Umukamui, still clad in her female form. The Puchuu seemed to not react, before deciding that acting servile to a norse god wasn't really that bad as opposed to snubbing one. She just began to pour the drink with a neutral face.

"Lord Odin..." She said.

"This party has been quite a bit tricky for our servants, has it not? Mine are all over the place... and yours... are all over the place too." He chuckled, remembering Umukamui of both Lily and Sakura's less than stellar performances.

"It is as you say."

"Mmm" He muttered, a hand on his beard. "Have you ever heard... of the fourth wall?"

"In books, yes."

"In books. It is a most intriguing device. Often times it can offer a fresh view, and engage the public. But if you overdo it, the entire cosmos of the play unravels. A most ...unpleasant consequence." The norse god went on muttering. "I do like proper stories, though. Of hapzard fools, ignorant and fumbling, that they eventually reach greatness."

"You did create a world out of Ymir." The puchuu would drone.

"Well learned, I do like that." The norse god would finish his cup, and stare at the spectacle. "We're more alike than you think."

"Pardon?"

"Nevermind, just an out of place comment. The valhallan brew is still strong, you see." The god would then stare at the Puchuu's eyes. "Would you care to conduct... a certain business?"

"Always." Umukamui would look at the deity with unabased interest... or she would, had not a certain downcast youth hobbled towards the couple.

"You have power, have you not, titty-rat?" It was the downtrodden and dishevelled Sakura, having left Emily.

"...I am discussing important business with Lord Odin, Sakura." The puchuu would reply, a steely gaze aimed at the interloper.

"I do not mind. Go ahead, childe of Izanagi." Odin would muse, snatching the jug out of Umukamui and serving him another cup.

"Could you please turn me back into a loli?"

It was then when Odin spit his drink, racuous laughter rumbling from his belly.

"That which you regained through tricky methods? It would be my pleasure." Umukamui said. "May I ask why?"

"It seems that the wish made me...arrogant...I hurt my friend...I would offer a pinky, but those grow back now."

Odin himself was still laughing out loud.

"...I see. Well. I certainly can accomodate. Easily." It was then when the Puchuu snapped her fingers, as the energies around Sakura unraveled, showing a new look. A residual set of sparkles condensed on the Puchuu's hand, the crystallization of the masculinity wish.

Sakura herself nodded to Umukamui before attempting to leave.

"Wait, former man." It was Odin's turn to talk. "That was a worthy sacrifice, and it was done within my gaze, so you shall receive a favour from me. Seek Sanngridr. She has... an unique power if you want to do good for this party."

Umukamui looked at Odin once more, before arching an eyebrow.

"Another drink?" Odin would rattle his cup once more."Before we get down to the real business?"

The puchuu obliged.

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

Sann & Justine

_{AKA Wilhemina and Decaffeine}
@Ariamis

Well, it seemed that the chaos had become full blown, with a tournament being hosted. The Valkyrie of cruelty smiled somewhat. At first she seemed to think Odin would have put her through the humiliation without precedent. It turns out, Odin wanted booze and some scraps more than dealing with a newly created underling, so as long as she did not abuse her newfound status, everything would be fine.

Granny Kitty seemed a bit distraught. She had a spine, despite being a cat, that much Sann knew. Perhaps, on another time, when she had believed in princesses and knights, she would have reassured her. Well, she would fight for her regardless. She had been the entry to Sanctuary, and her opinion seemed to influence Penny to a certain extent. So keeping the fluffy kitty happy was a good idea.

Still, Penny had been busy creating this whole thing with that dream girl. She had pegged Penny to be a bit… more cold than she was displaying. Well, that was good. No matter how she chose to hide it, she was still born of that weakling Jason. She did never strike her as the person she could get along with, and the person who was dependent on others for self-growth, and recent developments were, perhaps, a repeat of the past.

She missed yearning for a twisted expression of attachment. Different from her twisted love of her own mother. Different from the regal grandmotherly stern behaviour of the kitty.

She had spotted her prey, with all hubbub. Justine… How had she cheated death exactly? Actually, was that even Justine? She just looked like a little fawn with her face, not the proud cruel tyrant mistress of the night she once was.

Well, there was certainly some time to kill before Dina called for her services. Even if it meant doing very erotic wrestling. Sann was no fool, and as a good past nerd, knew exactly what was in for her. Rachel seemed a clueless zealot in accepting.

Granny Kitty was perhaps the only person who could match the length of the stick up the rear or the Inquisitor. Oh well, Justine awaited.

She simply skipped a couple of wingbeats, before landing on the fallen vampire and enveloping her.

“Hi. You’re that Justine everyone talks about? I heard about your exploits. Pappy Odin told me.”

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”At the lake? I don’t know, that seems a bit chilly," Lily spoke in response to Alex’ suggestion.
”We could first ask Dan if he’d let us practice over at the sunny side."

After Justine had signed up for the tournament, Lily went with Alex to ask Dan about the possibility of training back at the tropical islands. Justine was about to follow when she stopped, a look of concern on her face as if she had sensed something.

”Ah!"

That was when Sann got the drop on her, the former vampire girl having failed to recognize the pounce in time.

”Y-Yes, that’s right," Justine answered in a dejected manner, not struggling in the hold of her wings, though she did blush as she realized what her cheek was pressed up against.
”Pappy? Are you referring to Odin?"

"He is the Allfather to us valkyries… so pappy." Sann tilted her head. "More amenable than the horror called Father, don't you think?" She said. "Can I call you Decaffeine?"

Justine blinked, surprised that this apparent stranger knew of her former Patron.
”Uh, sure," she answered, and now attempted removing herself from Sann’s hold to get a better look at her.
”May I ask your name in return?"

Sann allowed Justine to leave her grasp, but not before brushing her with her fluffy wings.

"Aww… no rebuke?" She said. "I am Sanngridr. Chosen of the Slain. Now cleaning that stupid simp puppy's mess." She said.

”If that is how you wish to call me, I see no need to rebuke it," Justine answered. In her old life, she would never have accepted a derisive nickname like Decaffeine, and would have struck the offender with her crimson nails. However, the girl no longer cared if she were to be called names. However, Sann’s own name was something that she did care about, especially the words after it was given.
”Wait, you don’t mean..."
She hesitated, before she asked:
”Do you know of someone named Reaver?"

"Meh." Sann said upon seeing Justine's passivity. "No fight at all."The Valkyrie said, before smirking. "We are intimate. Let's go for a small flight...Are those wings decorations, Decaf?"

Sann said, before taking off in a mighty flap, gently grabbing Justine by the hand.

”Wait-!" Justine attempted to protest, but Sann had already taken liftoff, bringing Justine up with her. By reflex, Justine also flapped her wings, and ascended up towards the upper area of the feast hall. Lily shouted down from below.

”Justine, where are you going? We got approval from Dan to go to sunnyside for practice!"

Justine bit her lip.
”I’ll see you there, I’ll just make a detour. Won’t be long, I promise!"

The two flew out of the building, and up into the sky. Justine endured the buffeting winds, as she wanted to learn more.

”Sanngridr, you seem to know much about me, yet I have never met you before. Are you an old adversary seeking revenge? I know I have made many enemies in my life of bloodstained servitude."

Sann just gave a slight evil chuckle, before lunging directly at Justine, her attack consisting… of a single playful nibble. "I am here to help you. Reaver was mad, but madness fades away."

Justine’s eyes widened, and she braced with her arm, only to lightly gasp as she realized Sann’s less-than-lethal intentions.

”Help me?"
Justine looked confused, and she slowly flew circles around Sann, trying to make sense of her riddle. It didn’t take her long to connect the dots.
”...Re-"

Sann didn't waste time. As soon as Justine was about to utter a single word, she pried off her own crown and slammed it into Justine's forehead, her own countenance becoming now wild and twitchy, but sealing the mental scrying Cradle agents were subject to.

"Oh come on, don't spill the beans so soon." She giggled, unhinged. "This should buy us time."

”Th-this is..."
The moment Justine was forcefully crowned, she felt the dampening effect of the headgear; it subdued her thoughts into an inner shell, surrounded by a void of static. It was unpleasant at first, evidenced by Justine’s pained expressions, but soon she learned to focus her thoughts and ignore the strange effect.
”They don’t know? That is...Impressive, I must admit."

"In a sense, I died. Nobody can take a red coin and a black coin at once. But it was a necessary thing. Odin agreed for a chance… but removed my prized spear and condemned me to a life of serving drinks to grabby vikings."

Sann just breathed."I was denied a fight with Penny. Now I have her close. It should be fun…" She licked her lips, her Destroyer getting the better off her.

"And it pains me to see you. You used to be confident in yourself. You shouldered strength for the sake of your loved ones, even if Odin told me about how noxious Father was." Sann said.

"He can see things many of us can. Even where Caroline is."

Justine nodded, having now understood the circumstances for Reaver’s own metamorphosis.
”So you’re set on fighting Penny...You must know how daunting of a task it is," she said, followed by averting her eyes as Sann pointed out her own change in personality.

”It was confidence, yes, but one born of crimson-hued insanity. That strength was only to cut a bloody swathe, all for the hunger of a beast with no fangs. I do not regret leaving Father, as he only held me back, like a bat on a leash."

Justine looked back at Sann...And her eyes widened. Her lips trembled, and she stuttered:
”H-How do you know about Caroline? Where is she? Where?"
She demanded, though to Sann it sounded more like half-masked pleading.

"It was nice. Refreshing even." Sann said. "Wouldn't you like to know huh? The Allfather, not that bargain copy you sucked up to… can see many things. For the right price that is."

"Even you could, with the black mirror… but it's not like your current master will allow you to keep it."

So this is where it ended up. Once, Justine was the one to offer a deal to Reaver, and while he refused at the time, the two enjoyed a non-equal relationship of pain. But now, the tables have turned, and she was the one to receive an offer, with her own sister as the bargaining chip.

Fate was evil.

However, she could not blame Sann, knowing that in an alternate world, she would have done the very same. She was a Mint agent, after all, and some habits die hard. That must have been why Sann singled her out from all the other guests, Justine thought.

”Name your price," she stated, trying to act more willfully. The stakes were too high for her to back down.

Sann sighed, showing a tired expression, before out of nowhere she bit her own arm.

"Whew." She said, controlling her impulse once more. "I am the middleman, but I figure lord Odin would deal in sacrifices or you becoming a follower. Or both. And about the Mint… Sonia is with them, so just… stay scarce." Sann said.

"Rest assured… I won't press you that much. A happy Justine and out of the way Justine is a factor less in the plans of the city."

Justine irked at the sight of Sann drawing blood from herself, reminding her of Reaver’s violent compulsions during the times they met, but it did not distract her from Sonia’s name being mentioned.
”So she survived...And if she’s with the Mint, it can only mean that she’s trying to find me...To bring me back to Father’s shadow, actually," she added, distraught by the realization.

Justine sighed as she listened to Sann’s surprisingly positive reasoning, finding it bizarre.
”Sanngridr...Thank you for sharing all this with me."

“Well, It seems that it was a waste for Sonia to die, so I took action. But the thing is… Cradle or Caroline. Cradle or Sonia. You can’t have both at the same time…Think carefully.”

It was then when Sann just smirked. “Oh yeah, that reminds me. Alibi.” She drew closer and closer to Justine…

Justine would have been surprised by Sann admitting to have rescued Sonia, but on retrospect realized the appeal her former maid and her stern personality had for a masochist.
”I understand..." Justine replied, followed by giving a worried look as Sann closed the distance between them.

”Umm, what are you doing…?"

Sann did not reply, instead she shot herself at Justine's face, planting a rather intense kiss on her mouth, all while grabbing her tightly with one hand, the other reaching for the crown. There needed to be at least a plausible explanation of the whole Cradle mind-probing not working for an amount of time.

If she was still Reaver, she would have enjoyed it more, but she mirthfully smiled as she adjusted the crown unto her once more.

”Mph!"

Justine did not expect Sann’s kiss, and by instinct bit the Valkyrie’s lower lip, failing to puncture it as she no longer had her razor-sharp fangs. The moment it was over, she spat and wiped her mouth with her sleeve, looking disgusted. Then she saw the crown back on Sann’s brow, and grit her teeth.

”Y-You should have warned me before doing that!"

"Was it good enough to blank out? I don't think Sann is a bad kisser…"

”I didn’t ask for a kiss in the first place!"
She turned away, the flapping of her wings now more frantic.
”So that’s how it felt to them when I collected them...” She mumbled to herself.
”...It sickens me."

She turned back to Sann.
”Well, you have your cover story now, I suppose. Anyway, it’s starting to get late, and I should be heading back to Lily.” She sighed, as she looked down the horizon, at the tropical islands.
.”I have a lot to think about now.”

"Aww I thought we could have a date in the sky. And liked blood and stuff…" Sann said. Was this the regal Justine?

She was just a dreg. Well, she did need help. To achieve her own path. And given that Penrose was just Penrose… It would make a lot of people.unhappy, and cause strife.

Justine shook her head.
”Sorry, but I don’t think I no longer...Fit your fancy for the macabre,” she said, seemingly reviled by her last words.
”Thank you for bringing me out on this...date. Goodbye.”
She turned, and flew away, heading towards warmer climates.

Sann just smiled. The seeds had been sown. Maybe she should bully Lily next? She smirked as she flew.

Training was good too. Mayhaps the kitty could help.

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

(Just before Dina contacted Sann).

With a cherry melody hummed to herself Viva would casually stroll into the feat hall. She had been elsewhere off on the island fulfilling some basic task from Mother. She had been intending on spending some time with the Witches she had seen earlier but seems that plan had to be discontinued.

Now however, she was free once again to tend to her own whims and wants. And her first desire was food. So upon entering the hall she went over to the buffet table and began to sample everything. She was showing at least a modicum of decorum, in that she was a clean eater while standing at the table, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t scarfing down more or less anything she laid her hands on.

For the first little bit she only really had eyes for the food in front of her, she was aware of other people nearby to the extent that she wouldn’t take a bite out of them. It wasn’t worth it to piss off the dolphin after all. It would take a bit of time for her to be cognizant of the other members of the gorgers gang. She recognized Hilaria, one never forgets someone of those curves, or one who gives a free meal.

Sann felt familiar, but Viva wouldn’t say she knew the girl. It was Will that caught her off guard, and led to her speaking up, after finishing her current morsel. “Will, fancy meeting you here” She would say happily. It would take a moment for her to more fully come out of the mentality of eating everything in front of her, but when she did she would notice the distance between Will and Sann and assume.

“Who’s your friend?” She would ask giving Sann a slow once over “She has wonderful.. plumage”

The boy looked with a weary expression, before answering. "A rotten bitch. My substitute." He said. "Also I am not Will, mother, but just something that resembles him. Will is dead and gone."

Few things could so quickly turn Viva’s thoughts to wanton slaughter as hearing that her son was dead. “I’m sorry” She would say her voice turning cold “What do you mean that Will is dead?” She would ask, smiling a smile that promised pain and suffering depending on the answer.

"My original…tried too hard. And got burnt while trying to reach the sun." He answered. He had few scarce moments left of existence. Death threats do not work on already dead people.

"And then…" Will was cut by Sann's finger who had turned from scarfing down food to the irritating doppelganger.

"Hush. Don't...spoil." The girl said eyeing Viva. "Hi. Glad you came."

And then she continued devouring the food.

Viva would turn her attention to Sann at that last little stunt. Eyes cold and clinical as they surveyed Will’s replacement. Her fingers twitched in muted reflex as she wanted to draw her revolver and vent some of her frustrations but held back from that action.

Instead she would return her attention to Will. Her body would contort as she shifted it around as much as she could within the confines of the holiday magic layered over her. Making her more resemble how she used to before becoming a magical. She would then draw Will into a hug.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there to stop you from burning” She would say softly as she carded her fingers through his hair. She didn’t know if this will was a shade or a copy, or something else. But it held enough of her son to know who she was. It wouldn’t be enough, but family was important. So this sliver left deserved what comfort she could give.

Sann was left ignored. Viva didn’t know after all.

Will seemed to smile faintly, and let himself be comforted… until Sann stopped eating and raised slowly from her seat, before skipping a step and enveloping all three of them.

"Enough." She said, her voice filled with venom instead of her playful attitude. Her mouth showed a big, cruel smile… before planting a rather intense kiss on William.

William was left astonished, and in shock… and began to shake and tremble in Viva's arms… before vanishing and fading out, his ego crumbling at what the Valkyrie trainee did. "Disgust…" were his last words.

"Well, one thing off the bucket...list." Sann then would add. "But that was my cuddle place, you cheap copy." She whispered in a growl.

“That wasn’t very nice” Viva would say softly, turning her attention fully to Sann at last. There were still lingering cold notes to her voice, and a vengeful gleam in her eyes. There was also a fair amount of curiosity however, as Viva started to ponder over the few hints of intrigue lain out in front of her.

Her visage would shrink back to her normal proportions as she regarded the fallen valkyrie. “Is there something you know about what happened to my family that you're not telling me?” She would ask as she slid her arm around Sann’s waist. It was more a warning gesture than one of comfort. Skin to skin contact gave rise to such wonderful ways of inflicting pain for her after all.

Sann would just smile at Viva. "Odin is fond of creative punishments. I was told Cassandra was the name of the baby girl. Can I be the baby girl?" She whispered to Viva's ears, using her wings to give them privacy.

A hand would come up slowly as Viva reached to cup Sann’s face with her right hand. It was an intimate position for them to be in, arms around each other with wings shielding them from all others. The cold sharp look in Viva’s eyes really was the only thing betraying the actual tension that lay hidden between them.

Softly Viva would run her thumb across Sann’s cheek as she locked eyes with her. As she did so she would softly offer a prayer “Mother of mine I do beseech. I seek your guidance in this query. My kin is lost and I am weary. Place the answers within my reach. Your daughter asks of you this, as nothing more is a miss.” It was spoken with a revenant cadence, and the words would echo lightly as she spoke them.

Unseen from Sann’s perspective the scar on the back of Viva’s hand would twist ever so lightly as it came alive, the three slashes morphing into eyes, and with that a warmth would envelop Viva’s hand. But go no further.

“Oh honey” She would whisper softly, brokenly, the cold tone and vengeful gleam fading away as she took in Sann’s features once more. Without saying anything else she would embrace Sann more fully in the same embrace she had given Will a few moments ago. Her family wasn’t lost to her, but that didn’t mean they were not in need of comfort.

“You will always be my baby.” She would whisper back to Sann. “No matter what anyone does”

Sann just smiled, her broken mind a little giddy. "Just keep the secret. Especially from rotten others." she whispered as she snuggled. "Penny, chiefly. I live in Sanctuary now. I met a granny princess kitty."

“I won’t tell a soul” Viva would promise. “How is it living there these days?” She would ask a bit curious “I slept there while Penny was off for the few months that Penrose started crashing and burning.”

Another part of Viva grinned at this turn of events. Having an inside woman might make things easier for Viva and other concerned parties.

"Meh. Kinda dull. Lots of posturing. Lots of surveillance." Sann would pout slightly. "We have to part ways."

“So nothing really has changed” Viva would remark as she pulled away from Sann, sad but understanding. “Feel free to give me a call whenever” She would say a bit louder, shifting away from the hushed whispers they had shared.

Sann just grinned, as she flapped her wings. Too many looking eyes right now. She would have to crash at her place later.

Atomic's Rummage Sale.

Lightbringer, Chaos Sorcerer

Hider

Name:

Celestine Lightbringer aka "The Fallen One" or "Lightbringer."

Age:

18

Grade:

Already Graduated, so not applicable. Associated to Mephisto, with unclear role.

Biography:

Celestine was never a normal child. He grew up quicker than most, and no sooner had begun to talk, it didn't take much more to learn how to read. Some people suspect he started to read before he talked, but he has not dismissed not confirmed the rumour. His parents, seeing the mental acumen of the child, were overjoyed, and despite not being that much effluent, sent him to St Laurel's Academy of excellence. It was probably a little more than they could afford, but they didn't mind. Celestine was happy and he steamrolled through the lessons at the academy, becoming one of the top students of the class among many prodigies.

And then, hell was set upon him. For no matter how virtuous a school is, there is always darker shades on them. Every school has its share of bullying, and Celestine was a prime target. He didn't hit puberty as he should have like the rest of the people. He was excessively effeminate. A fact he was remembered upon by his bullies constantly. He cracked under the pressure, and his grades plummetted. His bullies grew bolder. Up until the day they forced him to wear clothes and tied him in the girl's dressing room. The bullies were arrested, the scandal silenced, and Celestine's family compensated, but the wounds in his soul remained. Celestine became jaded, cynical and cruel, and from that point on, he shut down his heart and did away with his upstanding morality.

Still, dropping out of School was not an option, and there were not many palatable choices after being a dropout of St Louis. This is when
a man called Mephisto made him an offer that he couldn't refuse. He would get his grades and diploma with just a few tests, no questions asked. He would warn him that he would recall the favour at any time, though. Celestine accepted the shade deal - who wouldn't in his case, and entered university at the tender age of 15. He became a doctor in record time, thanks to her mental acuity, and was a full fledged graduate by age 18. University also mended some of his wounds and boosted his ego. People were much more understanding of his appearance, and some of his fellow colleagues dared him in a drunken bet to cross-dress once again to master his fears. He didn't look half bad in girl clothes, he concluded. Probably better than boy ones.

And then... Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined rang. There was some sort of project he could use some help with. When Celestine heard what it was about, he laughed with glee.

Finally a chance for payback.

Update:After participating in several scrapes with Vigilantes involvement, Celestine has developed a new power which allows him to finally become trascend the boundaries of his flesh, and show everyone how graceful his new form is.

Update2: After being killed by Luigi Vile and being possessed by a Fate God he was resurrected by Diana Graeca... and changed somewhat.

Powers:

• Core Power: Chaos Sorcerer After shrugging off the shackles of the God of Fate... at a price, it was found that thanks to his brother's sacrifice, he can now wield more sorcerous powers, however at the price of being unable to call upon the more luck-altering powers he once had. His memory is still top-notch, and can now forget things if he wants to.
• 1st Power-Mimicry:Lightbringer only needs to see a manual skill once to perfectly replicate it. This means that fighting moves and techniques will be stolen rather quickly. He can't obviously, steal the superhuman or otherworldly abilities of other fighters, but this also allows him to develop counters quicker than anyone else when exposed to new attacks.
• 2nd-Power-Sorcery (Od): Sorcery is the use of one's own internal magical energy (od, another word for this kind of energy is Ki), to perform some pretty basic spells. Cel is adept at using the od to heal minor wounds, launch small blasts of energy, that hurt as much as a punch, and reinforce his body to resist some enemy attacks and enhance his body even further. Od is also employed in a mage's favorite trick: Flight. Useful for getting away and launching overhead attacks.
• 3rd-Power-Combat Ritual Magic: Ritual magic refers to the complex rituals and scriptures a mage has to use in order to manifest powers that otherwise their Od would not be able to. These usually involve painstakingly intricate circles, chants, and exotic components. Sure, Mages can rain blizzards and fireballs on top of people's enemies with the right catalysts, but such a bizarre display would flush out months of work and years of savings in pretty fireworks. For example, a fireball would require a desiccated salamander ritually sacrificed under a new moon and smoked in a 100 year old tree's wood, and making a Wall of Ice would require to carve a single block of pure ice made from a pristine spring, and then melt it with purifying salt. Cel has simplified the techniques to make them being cast in quick succession. It is possible for him to make lasting enchantments and curses, although the time and effort involved in those is proportional.
• 4th-Power-Perfect body Plus: Cel gains a body that is not marred by defect or weakness, a body in his peak condition so to speak. A body that does not even age. This new body can sustain his powers much longer. He can also alter the body features (hair, build, eye color, height and weight) however he wishes (like minor shapeshifting). He can change genders even. However transformations require a night minimum to take place, and several meals worth of calories at once. He also can't fully use the new modified body to its fullest until several days pass, depending on how radical is the transformation. Celestine can even control the bodyparts a human cannot usually control, endowing him with abilities that stretch the superhuman.

Relationships:

• Clara Deimos Erdrigan:" The boss' little daughter. I remain cooperative with her plans and supportive of her schemes, but my true boss lies elsewhere."
• Bak Tsarevna: "Somehow, it seems like this kind of pitiful broken tank girl has reached deep inside me. I am not ashamed to admit I am fond of her."
• Yuuto Kūgekino:"One of my coworkers. He probably works under the same boss. I would care to know more if he did not speak in fortune cookie riddles."
• Gilliam DeWitt:"That flesh eating amoeba is surprisingly resourceful for the stock it comes from. It's no secret we don't like it eachother, but we tend to keep it to minor rivalries. Like me, he is a gentleman."
• Rurik Alexeev:"He is no longer a wet noodle, he can wreck some serious shit when he is wound up. Problem is winding him up. Would still have a go at his girlfriend."
• Christine Abigail:" The aforementioned girlfriend. Happy. Carefree. Would still climb her snowy peaks."
• Galbrek:"The only reason you breathe is because your dad has money."
• Vittorio:"I hope Bak stops his suicide tendences. I mean that kind of thing is a better show than his pointless dive into revenge."
• Vernon:"Jury's out whether i should punch him in the face for being such a prick, or laugh his deliciously sociopathic antics with him. Haven't seen him around though."
• Thobias:"He is rich, entitled and has a nice a power. And he knows every bit of that, and likes to remind people to do so. Still his parties are the best."
• Luigi Vile:"Curt, professional, with a burning passion to maim murder and destroy, and build things to burn, maim and destroy. He's a permanent fixture in my cellphone. Well, at least until he killed me. No more birthday gifts."
• Kanzael:"He's one of the teachers, and I am in a strictly professional relationship with him."
• Alto Ganze and the gaggle of St Laurel's snobs: "I wouldn't touch them with a 20 feet pole if it couldn't be helped, but since it can't be helped, i'll take extra glee in making things difficult for them like the two-faced hypocrites they are."
  
  • Katherine Abigail: "Fiery uptight version of Christine. Would also smash."
  • Meredith Blackgate: "That monster-tits alternates between pissing me off and making me pity her. She has had a complicated childhood, but she is SO clingy and dense."
  • William Ascott:"Thinks he's some kind of heroic mastermind or something. That's so cute. And annoying. More annoying than cute really. What does Vernon see in him?"
• King and cronies: "How many comics did they read? Annoying. Really annoying. The leader seems to have some strength to back up his drivel, which is highly annoying."
  
  • Andras:"Cute. I enjoyed teasing her. But of course a wee little lamb can only go so far when faced with someone like me."
  • Wolf:"The nerd and I have crossed paths more than once. He's surprisingly powerful for being Vera's newest prey. It must be because his powers seem to stem from deep negative emotions or something"
  • Vera Goh:"Sweet first girlfriend and my teacher in the ways of cruelty in the world. She would be proud of how far have i gone. Actually no, she would be horrified. Excellent."
  • Naseraph:"It's a birdman. He likes to fight. Probably sociopathic. Would either befriend or dissect."
  • Ria Kohler:"We're still on speaking terms even if she's st Laurels. It helps she is a bit of a blunt sour person."
• Diana Graeca: "My most beloved girlfriend. So much that we still hang out to reminisce. She is intelligent, resourceful, and had a similar ordeals whether it came to events or her own body. Plus she is cute when flustered. Also resurrected me."
• Dmitry: "My half brother. Too good for this Earth."

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

Something about Harebringers, Kidnappings and Food

Sann smirked smugly as she flew through the not-quite-christmas-bizarro-aquaworld that was Dan's dimension. She could feel that her duplicates weren't faring so good, but that was not very concerning, her hunger was.

And what better way to sate it than to feast on a legendary creature? Yet, such a quest would not look as good if there was no one else to share the glory or just watch.

The girl she just plucked out of the scene would do. If she was not remotely useful, as bait. She smirked as she eyed Aria.

"Bait… Harebunny casserole."

She mumbled, as she kept exerting force on her wings to stay aloft.

”I’m pretty sure we only get paid for petting the harebringer!” For someone who had just had snow dumped on them before being carried off, Aria seemed to be in high spirits. ”There’s also Dan’s weird magic that permeates the place. I’m pretty sure there isn’t a single reality out there that has harebringers outside of Dan’s dimension here. I’d be a little leery about chomping into something that was made from a patron’s magic. I also don’t think I’m very appetizing to them.” She placed her hands on her hips, or whatever was presently holding her hips.

"Noisy...good attention grabbing" The girl mumbled upon seeing Aria protest. "Hunt...and consume...don't people eat animals in this joyful dates?" Sann said, shifting her hands around so Aria did not go splat from all the movement.

The butterfly girl shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t consider trapping the same as hunting, but she was willing to go along with whatever her abductor was doing. So long as she got to pet the harebringer that was all that really mattered to her.

Making their way across the island and strange environs of Dan’s prepared winter wonderland, they would soon find themselves passing over a series of winding gorges, cut deep by now frozen rivers, cliffs, and the like. It was nice for skiing if you were into that sort of thing, though this was not the kind of area you’d want to start in if you were a beginner.

And amidst it all, they would spot a Harebringer grazing atop a plateau. It had a large and poofy tail, though this was tinted blue and oddly windswept. It was larger than the bunnies around it, and dug up the snow to locate grass to dine on. So far it had not noticed them,giving the duo the element of surprise. The only question was how they would approach their attack.

Sann just smiled, and began to descend upon, but further away, dropping Aria in a gentle manner on a vantage spot before looking at the Harebring. It was gorgeous, a definite fine specimen. However, her admiration was not unlike someone eyes up a good-looking dish.

“Just do noise, I’ll give you half…Or let you pet it to your heart’s content… Make sure it doesn’t look up in the sky.” She whispered, before taking flight once, and climbing up as hard as she could. The wind was sweeping through her ears, and the air up was colder than it was in the ground, but she persevered, beating harder, faster. As if trying to reach an magical girl flight altitude record, her eyes still locked on the rabbit, enhancing her vision with her Reinforcement further than her Awareness did.

”Right, ‘do noise.’ gotcha.” Aria would have liked to have given her odd ally some sort of enhancement, but she seemed less interested in discussing tactics and just going for it. Reinforcement magic was useful because it let you decide what your strengths were, but those strengths where never as good as someone who dedicated themselves to them. But a distraction should be easy enough to manage.

”Well look at you! You fluffy little man you!” Aria ran towards the harebringer with a flock of butterflies behind herself. ”Wouldn’t you like a pet, hmmm? A soothing stroke across your majestic coat?” In contrast to her partner, Aria wasn’t moving especially fast. Without enhancing her might, her speed was nothing to write home about.

The stoop of an eagle was said to be quite the match for a falcon, even if the larger powerful bird was not as an agile. Harebringers they were, but they were still rabbits. Henceforth, they still had natural foes and strategies to hunt them. Sann was grinning wide as the stars and the sky became a blur, mimicking the bird of prey hunting style.

However, she was lacking the razor-sharp talons of the raptor, so she had to improvise. Flexing the muscles on her legs, she delivered a powerful diving kick on the Harebringer location. She didn’t aim at it directly, just to stun it for a follow up. It would do no good if she scattered the target half a mile away.

“Falcon Kick~” She sang, exhilarated at the chaos.

The strategy used was twofold, targeting both the ground and the sky. Aria was noticed first as planned, Snowbuns looking up from their grazing to see her and her flock of butterflies as they approached. They and the Harebringer shied away from her, though given she wasn’t moving particular fast neither were they. It seemed the plan would work.

But it was not to be. Attention already drawn by one interloper, one of the Snowbuns looked up and yelped a warning just as Sann came in. Thus in the blink of an eye the Harebringerhad moved, rapidly darting back with a speed that belied its size and any sort of building momentum one might need to go that fast to move it out of the impact zone.

“Bun Bun,” it huffed, the Snowbuns gathering around it to mimic its general moves. It eyed Aria and Sann cautiously, preparing for what they might do next. The real hunt was on now.
“Huh, It failed.” Sann said, still nonplussed. “Aren’t you a proud little champion, Bunny. Look at you, pretending you’re a commander~”. She began concentrating. “Let’s do it this way… surrender, and the other bunnies can leave.”

”Somehow I don’t think it know english.”

Aria snapped her fingers, and her butterflies flow off ahead of her.. They veered off, flying on either side of the snowbuns. It seemed like she might be trying to encircle them, but they kept their distance.

The Harebringer eyed Sann carefully, gauging her words as well as the look in her eyes. It seared, unblinking, for a solid minute or so before the tension finally broke with Aria’s move.

“Bun Bun,” the Harebringerreplied swiftly, before it and its group of Snowbuns began hopping away. That said, it was not hopping fast enough to throw off the butterflies. Almost like it was treating Sann dismissively rather than trying to flee.

Sann just raised an eyebrow before batting her wings once more and taking height. “Well, have it your way.” She pouted, as she began to give chase. Focusing on the group, she tried to encircle the bunny and its cohorts in a circular barrier.

Sann went to work, crafting a barrier to hold the group in place. For a moment it seemed like it might work, the. The Harebringer sped up, leaping forward with barely any build up to lead into the increase in speed.

Even then it was a close run thing. The distance narrowed, but before it could slam shut one of the Snowbuns leapt forward, resisting the barrier with sheer might before it could fully trap the group. It collapsed, dazed, but the rest of the group began retreating at a rapid speed and with casual disregard for the danger such rapid movement so high up put them in.

”Let’s get ‘em, Rupy!”

Aria took hold of her familiar and channeled her magic into it. The butterfly’s wings swelled and it surged forward, leaving a trail of glitter behind it. Aria hadn’t been moving too fast, but now she could just barely hold on to her familiar as it attempted to catch up with the retreating snowbuns.

Sann just raised an eyebrow, and let herself chuckle for a bit, before trying something different. Putting a magical reinforcement on the speed of her wings, she would then target her barriers at creating all sorts of unpleasant business in the Snowbun’s way. The landscape, thus, would become peppered with detonating barriers and runes, the snow at the feet of the group of beasts exploding from beneath their feet.

Aria and Sann kicked things up a notch, and the Harebringer did too. It reacted swiftly to the various obstacles, ‘bun’-ying as it raced past explosions and jumped over runes. It seemed to be quite the skilled escape artist, defying silly concepts like momentum or acceleration.

Of course it seemed the snowbuns were not as fast, lagging behind and offering the opportunity for a a magical girl with particularly fast reflexes to grab one. But the main prize itself looked like it would require a bit more skill and cunning to capture as the distance opened. They zipped along ridges, down valleys, and around the winding landscape. Who knew they could be so fast with those small legs?

Aria used Rupy’s extreme agility to pet what few snowbuns she could reach if only because she wanted to keep them away from that psycho she was working with. but it was clear that speed alone was not going to win the day. Regardless of what the landscape looked like, the harebringer just didn’t slow down. Which made sense, sort of. These harebringers were made to be part of some party game Dan hosted. So of course they wouldn’t be easy pickings exclusively for the quick. There had to be something else going on.

”It says ‘bun’ every time it decides it doesn’t want to obey physics. Does that mean it’s not trying to speak, but is actually a vocal component for a spell?” She turned towards Sann. ”I don’t suppose you can make a lot of noise somehow, can you? Maybe start an avalanche or make use of some magic to make the little bunny shut up? ”

Sann raised an eyebrow, seeing her partner try to communicate with her above the noise she was making with all the detonations and rune explosions. "Meh." She said, as she drew her blade to cut herself and begin to draw another rune.

"Silence, bun." She teased, before peppering the offending rabbit with silence runes. It was worth a shot anyway… as a distraction.

If the casserole ingredient was going to ignore physics, so would she. Reaching to the spirits of the plane, she began to manifest poltergeists to chase the offending creature down. They did not even need to dodge, as they could go through snow, and stone.

It had become quite the dramatic chase, with explosions and high speeds as they raced along. Glancing back, the harebringer caught sight of the spectres and quickly veered to the left. It crossed the gap with ease, even though it was such a distance where gravity should have kicked in. Just another physics defying feat.

That was when Sann’s spell kicked in. It was clear when the Harebringer went to speak, only to find that it was muted. The bunny was left hopping mad for all of a few seconds before it slid down the slope towards the bottom of one of the ravines. It was only disoriented for a moment, and quickly recovered as it sought to resume its flight. If a bit less elegantly than before.

”Yes!” Aria was glad she was invested in the more science-y side of magic. Otherwise she wouldn’t have gotten in the practice to yell over explosions like she had done just now. But they still needed to close the distance. Though there was little Aria could do to anticipate what the bunny’s next trick would be. So she gave chase to see if it was enough to catch up.

Sann raised an eyebrow, as she saw the effectiveness of silencing the rabbit. Maybe the decoy girl was onto something here? Regardless, getting in the bottom of a ravine was going to be a little tricky. Then she remembered that she need not to outpace the bunny if it was this disoriented.

The snow could do that job. Recalling her spirits, she then instructed them to throw down as much snow as they could… to cause an avalanche. Such a high-handed method would cause a lot of ruckus.

If not because Sann was using silence runes again, sending down a silenced avalanche on the Harebringer’s tail.

Aria gave chase and Sann put her deception into action. Ducking and weaving, the Harebringer was more responding to the side avalanches rather than the ones from behind as he summoned a Snowbun to act as a surfboard of sorts, bobbing and weaving amidst falling clumps of snow.

Still, they were unprepared for the avalanche coming from behind, which swept them away. The Harebringer, though dazed, quickly recovered and was back at it again. He moved for the exit of the ravine, which led to an icy plain beyond. The Snowbun was left behind though, dazed and buried in the snow, leaving the Harebringer all alone. All it had was its wits and its weird powers now.

The avalanche had narrowly missed Aria, but had peppered her and Rupy with snow flakes. Dan’s blessing might have kept the magical girls warm, but being mostly naked and covered in snow was still cold regardless of what enchantment you had placed on you. She just hoped what little clothing she wore didn’t get saturated too badly by the melting snow.

Rupy continued to pursue the harebringer. She had yet to see anything else she could take advantage of, so she was again put in a possition where she had to just observe the harebringer and wait for its next trick.

Sanngridr was getting slowly but surely irritated at the reluctance of this particular creature to become part of her meals. Sure, it was a challenge, but in a less than exciting way. It just kept doing the same thing over and over again, confident that whatever trick he had, it would be good to hold against them.

“I’m getting tired.” She remarked, before launching a last volley of barriers. But unlike the first time, these barriers had something overlaid onto them. They were set to detonate like flashbangs, should they be hit. With that, Sann sent them as if she was going to trap the Harebringer with them.

The Harebringer continued its run as Sann launched her last trick. The flashbangs took it off guard again, sending it spinning and sprawling across the ice in an uncontrolled fashion. It might not be a direct explosion, but without its minions or magic tricks it was much more vulnerable.

As it slid to a stop though the ice began to crack. Webs of lines raced across the frozen surface, and with a loud ‘crash’ the Harebringer plunged below. It struggled in the chilly lake, thrashing and trying any means to escape. What an otherwise ignoble end to such a magnificent creature.

The profit crazy artificer slowed her advance once the harebringer got into trouble. ”Uh ohhhhhhhh!” She said with the intensity of a teletuby. Even if the situation looked dire, in her mind this was all a silly game aranged by Dan. There was no way the harebriger could actually die, right? That would be kind of uncool. But Aria didn’t want to test and find out. There was money on the line

She released Rupy and fell just outside the ice area. Now the massive butterfly could really show off his agility. He no longer had a scantily clad girl hanging off of his wings. There was plenty of room for a floundering harebringer.

Rupy fluttered into the darkness, his wings sparkled with magical dust. The butterfly had positioned itself to help nudge the harebringer back onto stable ground, where Aria planned on waiting for it.

Sann looked at her own work with a smug grin before realizing that her food was in fact, risking to freeze up. It didn’t help the other girl had a big butterfly cozing it up.

“...Food...is being ruined.” The winged girl said, before swooping upon the rescue site, ready to snatch up the Harebringer and get it back into shape. Of course petting was involved, although Sann was largely ignorant at this fact, and was merely focusing on getting the creature in a shape that could be employed for ingredients.

Perhaps the Harebringer would have been able to save itself once it was finished panicking. Perhaps it could have used it's magic to save itself once Arias spell wore off. It probably couldn't breathe underwater, but it would be foolish to expect Dan to make something so fragile and let it get loose.

Regardless of what the answer was, it did not stop the magical girls from going into action. Rupy went first with a surprising burst of speed, catching the Harebringer and nudging it to the edge of the hole. The feeling of outside support caused the Harebringer to calm down, and it 'Bun'ed happily at the butterfly.

Then Sann came in, earning wide eyes from the Harebringer. Using Rupy as a springboard it sought to leap away, though that would bring it directly towards Aria. Understandably, it had no desire to be eaten.

The enchanter let out a small yelp as the harebringer practically flew into her hands. It wasn’t especially heavy, but the force of something weighing even just a few pounds slamming into Aria’s chest was enough to make her stumble backards. The impact alone was practically enough for her to throw her hands out in front of herself.

”Ara ara ~ <3!” Aria stroked the harebringer’s head. For a moment, Aria was able to appreciate how fluffy the speedy creature was. Her arms were practically buried in it’s fur, as was most of her exposed skin. ”You’re quite warm, sir harebringer. Or are you madam harebringer? I suppose it doesn’t matter.” She nuzzled the side of her head against the creature.

Sann grunted at seeing squirming at the bait. She had perhaps been too good of a bait. She huffed, as she circled around. “...you may pet it… but then it’s food time.” She said, before eyeing the Harebringer.

“Tch.” She tilted her head, pouting. “...weak creature...not worth of food anyway.” She admitted, before doing a symbolic pet on the creature. There was some sort of reward doing so, right?

Sadly there was no spectacle, no Final Fantasy music to celebrate their victory. The Harebringer hummed happily, enjoying the soft petting it received as aria assisted in drying it off. At least someone here could appreciate what they had managed to acquire.

That was when Sann came in, still talking about food but also going for a ceremonial pat. The Harebringer responded appropriately, turning towards Sann before sticking its tongue out at her. Then it returned to the more appreciative embrace of Aria. Of course, it would be up to her to actually give the Harebringer over to Sann. Otherwise the chase might very well be back on.

But of course Aria let Sann pet the harebringer. Less she get abducted for a second hunt. Traveling at high speeds on Rupy for as long as she had was a good way to get frost bite. That was not something that she wanted to risk happening. The harebringer nuzzled Aria closer when Sann reached over to pet it.

”Aww…” With the fluffy beast having been pet, Aria turned it lose. Now free, the Harebringer began hopping in the general direction of the petting zoo as it made its way back home now that it had been tamed. ”That whole ordeal was, well, a bit more exhausting than it had to be.” She giggled. ”Anyway, ma’am?” Aria turned to Sann. ”As much fun as this was, I would appreciate it if you asked for my assistance next time. I can’t say your luck will hold up if you try to kidnap me again.”

Sann just tilted her head at the bait. Well it had been a rather useful bait at all. Her eyes were somehow unfocused, as seeing past Aria for a second. “Still hungry.” She added, before closing in towards Aria. Even though it looked as she was going to take out a bite of Aria’s face, Sann’s large majestic wings wrapped around Aria, having seen the state of the other girls clothes. “Good assist. Name’s… Sanngridr.” she added, as if suddenly remembering that there were social conventions to uphold. “Food hall next.”

”Maybe.” Was Aria’s response. All in all, this was a pretty bizarre encounter. Following her wasn’t something she was keen on doing, and after Dan announced the silly race, Aria knew she had to make that stop before she did anything else. She’d fly too high and not even get counted as a participant, but she didn’t know that yet.

Sann then just smiled weakly, before grabbing Aria once more…this time setting course for the feast hall.

---

The feast had been a mostly okay affair. There was enough drink and treats to keep unruly magical girls pacified, so Dina rested a bit at ease as she nursed the lashout from past events. Well, it had taken a while and things were settling down... Even Beacon seemed to be...keeping scuffles at bay.

She even had received a dream orb as gift, so that was a plus. She would need to carefully think how to use it, plus her Builder mentality told her not to dismiss as just a trinket.

Well, that was thinking too much. As it stood, It was bound to happen. Rachel flared up at seeing the Black Mirror. It was an apple of discord, sure. Dan wasn't doing anything. Well maybe that was for the better... was that Odin smiling? That old god surely had queer hobbies. Still, Lily had to answer, putting herself as champion of injustice.

Dina whispered. "Sorry Highness, Alicia, and Oros." She whispered, asking for forgivenes for altogether reasons, as she stepped up where the scuffle was.

"It's not yours to give or defend, Lily." Dina said, her stare penetrating. "Responsability of a dimension's fate shall be placed upon its patron or their retainers. It is not your call to engage in sanctioned duels with the dimension at stake. Return to your seat." She commanded with a jaded voice, as her presence and poise were mimicking that of a disgruntled ruling monarch.

"With that being said." Dina walked towards Rachel. "Please forgive the youth, they tend to speak their hearts into it, while not pondering wether there's truly wisdom in their words."

Her tail quivered so slightly.

"With that being said, I do dislike Keijo."

Slap

The gesture came out of nowhere, the hand striking Rachel's cheek to deliver a message, as the offending gloved that had appeared moments ago in Dina's hand fell to Rachel's feet.

"Pick it up. I shall be the champion of this dimension. The terms largely remain the same."

---

Meanwhile Umukamui had been enjoying her drinks, although rather awkwardly as being caught in Dan's dimension with a god staring at your breasts was not the best place for a Puchuu. In an uncharacteristic bout of surprise, she nearly choked on her drink when Lily made her outrageous claim, and decided to show her displeasure by allowing to show outward emotion by glaring daggers at the offending magical girl.

What a disaster. I don't know who is worse. Lily or Sakura.

---

Sakura for his most part, had been nursing his wounds, and had tried to shift towards Emily once more, while avoiding the busty but definitely dangerous girls in the party. One could take so many hits before deciding that lust could be their end. "Hi Em... Whatchu got? Mine's some sort... of travel buddy?" He asked, pretending than nothing had happened.

Was that the neko hag challenging Rachel?

Nope, definitely nope, not his business.

---

Sann meanwhile had decided to start a competition to out-eat Hilaria. It was proving to be challenging. Her clones had all vanished in a poof, except for someone who had been modified.

"You'll choke, Cass." William said. "But maybe that's what you deserve, for being a thot."

Sann just ignored the buzzkill. Also, wasn't Viva supposed to be around? Why would she not pick this perp? It was probably more newbie valkyrie hazing, wasn't it.

---

Odin.

Odin just smiled.

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

@BrokenPromise

Dina squinted ever so slightly, her ears and tails twitching at the events unfolding before her. In her short time serving the lesser force known as Dan, she had grown wiser to the pseudo dolphin’s words. When he insisted on solving a situation… Well, it was like giving a chainsaw to a kid.

It could solve the situation, or make it go horribly. Seeing as the cluster headache receded somewhat, it might have been the first case, but she could not bank entirely on that. She had to promptly cut short a peaceful interaction with one of the most hostile factions towards monster girls for a reason.

The ticking timebomb that was Oros and Penny interacting. She didn’t get much of the details… but if she really wanted the Sanctuary be a safe place, she really did need to reduce the number of enemies. Strength was fine, that was the reason why she had recruited that bird-brained valkyrie girl, but a smooth talk could go some ways.

Besides, she wanted to ask Oros about why she had chosen to reveal a Dan tool at this moment… while serving under another master. Without much mediation, she thanked the Yeti and dismissed him so he could be with his family, before taking fast but elegant strides on the snow towards Oros.

Despite looking like a clown, she was fast. She needed to keep her going all over the place.

“Miss Oros.” She greeted.

Oros slowed her jog to a walk, and then stood still. “Am I in another collab?” she growled. “Shit! How many of these things are you going to sign me up for? it’s not even an event that can make money!” After screaming at no one, Oros turned to look at Dina. Despite her outburst 2.34 seconds ago, she seemed fine now. “Oh hi Dina!” She gave a little wave. “I was just about to go ice skating. Why do I get the impression you’re not here to join me?”

Dina offered a somewhat incredulous look at Oros, before picking carefully her next words. “As much as I like skating like any northern lady, you are right.” She added. “I was trying to greet some people and get a good rapport, and the next thing I know is Dan *intervention*” She said.

“Now you might think, why should I not greet Penny or the others, but I can only extinguish one flame at a time.” She began to sound very tired. “And I lost the cradle girl around somewhere, she did look in more trouble.”

“What did really happen?” She asked.

Oros laughed. “Did you get into the ale, Dina? They didn’t lace the trees with catnip, did they?” The clown folded her arms. “Yes, Dan did show up just in time to prevent me from putting Penny in her place. But what does this have to do with you greeting Penny? What’s it got to do with you putting out fires? And what cradle girl are you talking about? There’s Mommy Goth, Christmas Tree El, Silly Silly, Baleful Bitty, and short stack Tit-Rad. You can’t just say ‘cradle girl’ and expect me to know what you’re talking about.”

“That’s… not of your concern.” Dina admitted bitterly that she had indulged a little too much. “I meant Eliza.” The cat girl elaborated further. “Could you just try… and not be the main star of the show for a while? I already got my hands full, and that bird-brained new vassal is not helping either, what with bringing Odin here.”

“I don’t really like long talks, but fine. If you’re going to be all passive aggressive about it, might as well drag this out. ” Oros bit one of her fingers. “This might shock you, but I was content to just get hit by snowballs for a while. I did want things between El and I to work out. But this is Penrose, and magical girls can’t go ten seconds without indulging their fetishes. Turns out Baby is into bondage or some shit. So once she tied up El, I pulled out the big guns.” Oros waved around her remote. “Now this upset Baby, who demanded that I apologize. I didn’t really care, but at this point El’s mood had been totally soured, and she wasn’t even up for a keijo match with all of us. It was a pretty shitty situation, wasn’t it? My date had been ruined, and the person who did it was demanding that I apologize.” The clown let out a slow exhale. “But I kind of connected with Baby, you know? She’s lewd, I’m lewd, so I figured she’d enjoy a kiss of the french variety. But I guess she was Benny’s girl, so her robot girlfriend jolt countered me without jolting or even countering me. Quite impressive. I didn’t even retaliate before Dan showed up. But that was probably because I wasn’t in that collab. I mean I was and I wasn’t. Like the collab happened at me, but-” Oros sighed. “Yea, I’m really going to need the grand magistrate to explain that one, because I can’t fuckin’ do it.” With a huff, she looked back at Dina. “So yea, Baby and Benny set out to ruin my date, succeeded, and then I was told on two different occasions to apologize for what I had done. So you’ll have to forgive me if I don’t presently have any empathy for the shit you’re going through, because I’m fresh out of fucks to give.” She narrowed her eyes. “Metaphorical ones, at least.”

Dina’s gaze kept staring at Oros during the tirade about the whole thing. Yes, it did seem like something that would have made Dan flail around in panic. She exhaled for a second, before eyeing Oros. “I see... I take Eliza was your date, then.” She added, before averting her gaze.

She was having second thoughts. Or third thoughts. “Children, all of them. Including that rude manling I ordered to be launched at the ice rink.” She paused. “Well then, I will try to make it up to you. Your date was Eliza, correct? Do you need some assistance to set her up in a quiet place so nobody else can disturb the both of you?”

“El is her own woman. If she had any use for me, she would have stuck around. This isn’t the first time she walked out on me anyway.” Oros looked at her wrist, then back at Dina. “You done? You made it sound like you were really busy or some shit just a few minutes ago.”

“I’m just tired.” Dina confessed. “This party has been more of a chore than a party.” She paused. “I was in the middle of trying to not make Beacon even more insane. You showed me how this can end, and it’s not pretty.” Her ears twitched. She couldn’t believe what she was thinking.

“An eye for an eye.” She said. “A date for a date. I could escort you for the remainder of the evening, for all the troubles… my colleagues have caused. Even if Penny won’t like it.”

“Well now, Pissing off Penny and walking around with a breadboard does sound like a fantastic evening.” She rubbed her chin with a devious smile. “Then again, I kind of like having my bachelor status.” After staring off in thought for a bit, the corners of Oros’s lips dropped. “You know Dina, this would be a lot easier if you just explained why you felt like you personally had to make up for the shiftiness of three other people you’re just vaguely related to.”

“One of them is my Queen, the other of them is my Patron, and clearly my counselling has failed. I’m the Regent of Penrose and one of Dan’s girls. A vassal has to make up for the lord’s shortcomings.” Dina said. “I’m also in my cups, no one has tried to approach me, that idiot Sann is bothering everyone, there’s a norse god and an abomination in the party and Dan is dimmer than a candle made of ink. I need an outlet.”

“Yea, you do sound like you need an out.” Oros tapped her foot. “In that case, sure, maybe later.” Oros continued to walk towards the ice skating destination. “Once I wrap up the other activities, I’ll swing by the feasting hall and we can play a few rounds of Keijo.” She waved to Dina before walking away. “Wear a two-piece, please.”

“I...don’t mesh well with Keijo. I sent your other self into the concrete benches.” Dina admitted. “But I shall comply.” She added. “For the sake … of happiness, I guess.” She said, before taking her own way out of the racing goal.

She’d want to avoid the skating rink, and probably keep an eye out on Sann and Beacon.

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

@FamishedPants@Ariamis@BrokenPromise
Sakura raised an eyebrow at Emily's reaction. It wasn't entirely expected, not entirely unexpected. He then shrugged at Emily's outburst and decided he was going to wait to see if things would calm themselves down. Maybe talk to one of the other beauties...

And they were gone. The weird dream-ojou-chan and Penny did remain, but those...were more of an acquired taste.

He'd have to chase Emily down, in the end. So he readied himself to chase Emily for the time being. Just to be sure she didn't do anything rash.

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@Flamelord
Dina offered a weak smile. "It used to be part of the education back in my day. I haven't done it in a while..." She trailed, as she offered a soft smile at Kimble's prompt.

However, all the socializing went down the drain when Dina's was assaulted by a cluster headache. She could feel her Power of Friendship flaring, as she staggered outside, and bore witness to the sad truth of this party. Forcing people to be happy... sometimes had unintended consequences.

"Sorry." She weakly said, as she paced towards the biggest sources of it all. "Dan, what have you done..." She uttered.

One of said sources was now gone, was it the girl of the Cradle?

Oros and Penny had seemed to fight it out it seems. Not even a christmas truce could set those two apart. Dan's actions did not help. This one was within reach, but not for long due to the race.

And what was more worrying, there was apparently a lot of unchecked Sanngridr clones running around. Things did never end it seems.

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Odin's host had seen better days. Reginleif shook her head at seeing the... sloppy performance of the entourage. Odin was well in his cups, being one of the few who actually drunk the mead. The Finn valkyrie, Ranndgridr, had defected and was inside a half emptied barel of glögg, drowning in pleasure. She had thought to call Kara, but the stormy germanic shieldmaiden was too busy being a stage sensation.

And Sann... the less she talked about it, the better. She loathed this. There weren't even any worthy warrior left that piqued her interest, just dregs. And all children.

She considered beseeching to leave to master Odin... but the Wise God just got up and in a huff, ticked by something. Well, far from her to stop the Allfather.

"How dull." She said, casually hovering around outside, and seeing a cluster of Sann's... duplicates. Typical. Use a clone power, and then leave them aimless. She grabbed one of said copies by the nape of the neck, and took her to a secluded location. Such a waste of clones, maybe they were useful for something.

An idea was concocted, and the eldest valkyrie sculpted something out of Sanngridr's magical copy in privacy, far from everyone's eyes (including all kinds of scrying, she had a power comparable to a lesser force). A throwback to the past.

"Wake up, Will. Your existence is fleeting, crafted from an echo of an echo, but if you serve me well, I shall see you might return." Reginleif said to the teenage boy.

The ghost of the past stood silent for a good while, before answering. "Damn thots. I refuse."

"Oh? So you want to disappear just because you don't want to obey me?"

"I'd rather not exist any longer. Magical girls are just magical thots. Existence is pain."

"Oh is it?" The valkyrie let a sadistic grin, as she waved her arm. "Very well, show me. Go and try have fun. Find people. Talk to them. And then perish at the end of the party." Reginleif said, as she left the boy named William amidst a secluded location. She had to get her own sort of entertainament after all.

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@Ariamis
The might of Gungnir was a sight to behold. There wasn't anything that could escape its throw. So, when the lesser force known as Dan tried to move elsewhere, it did follow suit, and hit the Dolphin creature flat on its face. Good thing Odin was one for etiquette, and had decided to turn Gungnir into a beach ball full of runes.

"I'm disappointed in you, Dan." The allfather said, his cheeks red. "What's with that kind of interference. No party is a good party without a little scrap." Odin himself said. "Happiness is but one part of human nature, and if you force it like you try to milk a cow, you will end up ruining everything."

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Dina ran as fast as her clothes allowed her to do so. Probably Oros was in the race, and Eliza was out of reach, and there was a third source in the distance. She couldn't make it to all of them in time. She was part a cat but still pretty much not a cheetah in terms of running.

"I suppose I need some help. Come forth, Chuchuna!" She said, as she summoned the yeti creature once more. It was wearing a christmas themed scarf, due to the magic of this place affecting the summon. The creature's eyes expected Dina's orders. "We need your stride to go swift through the snow."

She had decided to go after Oros, being the most cost-effective target at this point... only to be stopped by a voice.

"Oi, Neko-chan, you're not using that freak in here, aren't you?"

It was a girlish boy, whose appearance belied a crude tongue and standoffish behaviour.

"It's a yeti. Not a freak." Her gaze sharply chastised Sakura.

"Whatever, neko-chan. Look, I have no time for little girl games. Have you seen a flustered fire girl running like crazy around."

Dina's gaze sharpened. "No. And I'm not a little girl, yaponski *boy*." She answered back, her mood becoming fouler by the second.

"Boy? I'm older than you, Russian Neko!" Sakura said, wasting even more time.

"Older than a hundred years old? I doubt it." Dina said, almost hissing as her pupils became slits due to anger.

"I'm still 65, you neko-hag!" Sakura protested. "Show some respect!".

That was it. The pain. The drinks. The stress. "Chuchuna, please slap this gentleman all the way to the ice rink."

"See, neko-hag, you can do if you t-- wait a sec..." The crude boy was cut short as the giant meaty paw of the Yeti did as instructed, sending the still lightweight boy flying like a shooting star towards the ice rink.

"...fuuuuck you, biiitch!" He yelled, his words even having a short of doppler effect. The Stray Empress concentrated once more, fashioning a snowboard for the yeti.

"Now, give chase to Oros, Chuchuna... I need to defuse a situation."

And so, Dina and the snowboarding Yeti joined the race. For different reasons.

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Meanwhile, the Sanngridr copies had gone steadily out of control. While some of them were happy with pelting people with people airborne, a few had gone already off script and were eating sloppily foodstuff, stealing people's drinks and being a nuisance in general.

There was one who had decided to run around naked despite the snowy setting.

---

William looked at the eerie sky, and shuddered. Only a couple of hours of existence left, what could he do, amidst the chaos? He just stood there, idly.

Maybe he'd be spared of the brunt of conversation with these ranbunctious women.

Royal Rumble!

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The alien sky shifted and cracked, as the evil presence had been made known. It was something that should not be, an impossible existence in an equally impossible place, and at the worst possible moment.

The gods must have hated her. Well, most of them, Diana surmised, as she struggled at the conceptual chains that tied her to the walls of a castle built with imagination and mortar, inside a dimension that was supposed to be where Melanie's sould should have been. The creation of such space was one boon she had been granted, alongside the curse of being possessed easily.

The spirit in control of this place was indeed relentless, but his drive evoked mixed feelings in the witch. A giant television, suspended levitating in the sky was showing Diana what the body of Melanie was currently seeing. A situation quickly devolving.

"It never changes, does it? Even if people die. Teenages. Emotions. Selfishness versus clinginess. It's ugly yet fascinating to watch. Like squishing a zit." The ethereal form of Diana's captor made himself clear, as its transparent being circled around. "But we're ... straying off track."

"Rend the fatebreakers." An echo of hatred was heard, the words of the angry god that had managed to control Lightbringer. Diana let a despondent sigh upon hearing.

"And look what good did that to you." The witch said.

"It's a sad story, isn't it? We all are tools of the gods in the end." Celestine added, hovering face to face with Diana. "Still, it's gonna be one hell of a bang. I shall use this... kind of wrong being to capture and deploy powers of sinners like you, against Andras, Vernon, Ciel...Luigi. It's gonna be one hell of a blast."

Diana gritted her teeth, and tried to focus her magic, to no avail. "Guess this space is under your entire control."

"That it is." Celestine said.

Diana's eyes narrowed."You are not under the control of the god any longer."

"Correct." Celestine said, smirking. "It took you long enough, but then again, messing with you is always a pleasure."

"When?" Diana. "When did you find out?"

"A while ago. But to be fair... the alternatives are not that palatable. I either fade out. Do a last fight out of spite or..."

"Cheat death." Diana said.

"Well, this space doesn't abide by normal rules. Neither do you." Celestine said. "It's a pity Dmitry isn't here. He would have made a better story. Triumphal return of the hero. All of that, you know?"

"You would... ask for your brother to be resurrected?" Diana gasped slightly. "I thought you were beyond attachment." The witch said, as the shackles were undone.

"Well, duh. I did love my father. And there's your issue. It's not... impossible for me." Celestine said, as his ethereal figure carried the witch to the ground on his arms. "Still, knowing what I know... He'd be a lousy choice. He can't do trickery that well."

Diana's eyebrows were raised. "...Somehow I think it used to be your case."

"Don't ruin the moment, Bellissima." Celestine said. "Plus... don't you want to actually pull a prank on those death gods? Bet that one that clings to you... will be appalled."

Diana. "You're the worst. Fine. I shall do the deed. But you're not getting the money and inheritance back." The witch finished.

"Heh, money-grubber." Celestine smirked.

---

Meredith was fuming, as she moved towards the obstacle that had to be removed. Some fool was in her way and...

That was Wolf. He was in the middle, taking the brunt of her attack for that scum. She immediatedly dialed back, as she jumped back.

"Do you want to die, Wolf?" Mer said, stammering. But the suicidal knight had achieved what others could not. Reign Mer's sanity back.

"He did this to my date! That little manling!" She huffed and puffed, but her aura was flaring down.

It was then when a new presence was known, as he swaggered with style and pride.

Hider

He winked at Luigi, as he went past him. "That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die." The figure said. "Luigi... you look like shit. Your date is shit too."

"Wha..."

"Blame the bellissima. And the cat hoarder. It was their fault I recovered from a bad case of the deads. Now, now... the party is ending, there's no need for violence. It should be a dull, stupid affair at this moment." Celestine said, eyeing Marty.

"So you're leftover powers guy. Nice to meet you. But as senior in charge of healthcare of these lot, I must advise against deploying powers to flail people out of their flesh. It's awful. I mean, look at tin guy. He's dripping all over. I think i saw people fainting."

From the distance, the vacant stare of Melanie, who was holding a very drained Diana on her arms, was watching the scene. "This might be a terrible idea... but who am I kidding... he rubbed this kind of stuff onto me."

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

@FamishedPants@Ariamis
Once again, Darkness was Sakura's old Friend. Half mauled, he felt a presence trying to pick him up. Had his beloved eventually found out and came back for him? Well, that was a good thing. Now he had a proper... albeit effeminate body. He could give Yui all the affection it was. In his half grogged state he rose up to Yui's face and gave her a long sweet kiss.

However, once more, it was not to be, as his consciousness settled in, he had found out he was kissing someone else.

Oh good, it wasn't that annoying Oreo Lion, it was a girl this time. Maybe the saucy CPR lady from before.

And kinda familiar.

Emily? Yes it was Emily. Well, she wasn't Yui, but that was still...

It was then when he jolted backwards, looking at the disaster he had just invoked.

He had just kissed Emily.

"Oh, Hi Emily...thanks for the save...I guess?" He added.

He wanted to be dead for real now.

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@Flamelord
Oblivious to the chaos outside, Dina had sang her song and had exited the scenario. Most of the activities these youths did kept her baffled, but she had to try and make an effort. Odin's servants were being increasingly difficult to politely avoid at this point, even if the old man was... just doing his stuff, she guessed.

It was then when she decided to make a daring escape forward, before adressing the... Beacon members present. Well, this was a christmas truce after all. And Penny was out doing Penny things.

"Hi, Alicia." She said, addressing her. There were mixed feelings about this one, she could feel it. She would address Fan Fan, but then again, they had been much close and personal before to just be that friendly.

Royal Rumble!

@supertinyking

Meredith was trying to rein herself, repeating mentally the mantra of the last weeks, as she waited for Luigi. She... had a thing about rejection, and could not believe Luigi had stood up her. She refused to believe the boy who had chose to change his appeareance to be more bearable, and to ignore the school gaps had abandoned her so.

Tiny by tiny the gears on her mind drew, as the ... manchild of St Laurel's, her fellow student, made those smug remarks. She had heard such before, in the hands of a boy-girl... who was ten times the danger of this one, and even then, she could break that one.

Turns out, the wait proved her right. Now right there, stood the boy who had not minded her, incredibly broken and maimed, but still alive and wheezing. Her heart sank a little. How could she not.

She had been a very bad girl. She had tried to kill people, but this petty little man was no better. She smiled candidly at Luigi, drawing a tender hand across her cheek.

"Oh, it's not a bother at all..." She smiled. "It must have been tiring to keep up to my standards. But we made through the party." She said. "Still,you're...in no state of dress. Please go get changed." She said, dismissing Luigi as she walked up to Marty, her smile still graceful. She walked slowly towards marty, the incompetent bully witch nowhere was to be found. Prbably busy laughing to herself.

"Looks like he could pull yourself together, Marty." She said.

"What about you?"

The demonic energies within Meredith flared once more, like the hellfire that sustained her half-demonic life. She had always tried to reconcile her aberrant cravings with a normal lifestyle, and now that she was about to succeed... by leaving her first friend... alone and finding a boyfriend, something happened. Something always happened.

She didn't care about getting expelled. Not any longer.

"How dare you do that to my man." She said. "Hell hath no fury..." She then dashed at Marty, claws at the ready, exuding a pulse of demonic energy so intense anything who got to her would surely get burnt.

She didn't even notice Wolf was near hear. That probably was a first.

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Diana for the most part had gotten her bearings, and given that the party had not ended entirely horribly she was somewhat...sorrowful, but not despaired.

And then she realized she had spoken too soon, as that half-succubus had given to her temper again. Well, normally this wasn't the business of hers, but Meredith could be pretty dangerous if provoked, she knew that first hand. A shadow towered her.

"Rowdy individuals may be quenched with riot foam." Said the...tone of Melanie. "You may acquire as such inside my space."

Riot Foam? It wouldn't stop her, but definitely would help Diana weather the tide before the binding of Meredith could be done properly. Grimacing, she crossed the threshold...

"Will you walk into my parlour?" said a spider to a fly;
'Tis the prettiest little parlour that ever you did spy."

A familiar voice greeted her. The missing soul...had been there all along.

"Hello Bellissima. Mind if you take the role of the princess inside the castle? Compliance is not required." said the ghost of Celestine, as Diana cursed under her breath.