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Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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Just curious, are you waiting for DarkwolfX37 to post before progressing with the "Elroy is eating all yer food" scene?

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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Amber had gone back to using her cannon as a giant water pistol. The bloodicorn's bony armor made them very resistant to the magical girl's physics based attacks. She pointed her cannon at a bloodicorn flying over head and fired at one of it's wings. As large as the creature was, the powerful stream of water tipped the flying bloodicorn until it dove out of the sky and landed on top of a bunch of it's companions. “Stay away from the ship!” Amber joked as she continued to fight them in this manner.

“Um!” Sue squawked. “What's that!?”

Shortly afterwords, Minnie showed up. Minnie was still talking to Helga when Amber decided to speak. “Whoa! Cute outfit!” She turned to Helga. “Don't worry, Helga. I won't hurt your former friend, too much.” She wrapped her arm around her waist. “I've got a plan, just try not to get wet!” Amber was not capable of full flight with one broken wing, but she was capable of stabilizing herself for a high jump. This sent her straight over the incoming watchmen and onto the train. The landing was rough, but she managed to land on the train without dropping her cargo. “Heh.” Amber released Helga. “Watch my back, you can leave Minnie to me.” She whispered an order to Sue, and she promptly flew off. Amber leveled her cannon with Minnie and started to talk. “Alright Miss. High-and-mighty. You've got until the count of Ga-hah!” Amber fired a weighted net at Minnie. The weights at the ends of the net spread as they left the cannon, causing the fully open net to zoom towards the baton wielding magical girl. Amber was ready to follow up with a stream of water, regardless if her first attack hit or not.

Meanwhile, Sue flew up beside Lily. “Hey!” Sue perched herself on Lilly's head phones. “Amber plans on soaking the place. As a lightning specialist, does that help you at all?”

Tonya “Mac” Murphy

Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration | Moirai
Wings, Soul Jar, Martial Training, Familiar, Environmental Sealing, Gifted, Awareness, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Paragon, Blessing, Gifted Item | Monster Form, Big Brother, Arrogance, Vendetta
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03

STR: 12 | AGI: 08 | VIT: 10 | MAG: 16 | LCK: 05

Earnings this post: Zilch

Total: 0 Gold, 30 Silver, 35 Bronze

Tonya didn't consider herself a smart person, but even she knew that bluff wasn't going to work on Minnie. She prepared to use her gravity magic to soften any incoming blows.

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Interest checks are a way to boost your roleplay's "production value." I can understand why people are hesitant to spend hours learning how to code, format, and pick/make appropriate banners for their interest checks, but I think it's worth it. When I see a well made interest check, I know the host put a lot of effort into it and has faith in their idea. Otherwise, you end up blending into a sea of one paragraph interest checks that are essentially "So I'm going to do a sci-fi/fantasy/Dragon age/Danganronpa/Lonely House Wives/etc RP. Any takers?"

Bonus points if the title is "[insert genre or fandom here] anyone?"

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Yay, the collabs are rolling out!

I'll see if I can get something up soon.^TM

EDIT:

@PlatinumSkink

Maybeeeeee...?

@Majoras End

HYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYPE!^TM

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

The cyrus/Bliss thing happened briefly before mercy entered the dinner, so if mercy is still in the dinner, she'll encounter bliss.

Also, I'm considering on holding off on posting the motive until next month. Not because I'm not ready, but I'd just like to see a little bit more interaction going before someone dies. While this isn't a slice of life RP, it isn't strictly a murder/court simulator either.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

As night turned into day, many more of the infinites would go exploring the newly opened up floor. This took priority even over breakfast, as it was still a bit too early for most of them to eat.

The entire second floor had a more complete look to it. The walls were painted for one, and it no longer felt like a basement. There were also pictures here and there of coastal buildings, beaches, and even a few kangaroos.

---

Ice and Calvin had gone to the POD room. The walls were lined with pods that didn't look too different from cryogenic chambers from any sci-fi fantasy show. And sure enough, that was exactly what these were here for. Ice was looking through a window at Aleecia, who was laying inside one of the pods.

“So we saved her.” Ice didn't look away from the pod.

“I guess.” Calvin sighed. “I'm really surprised no one got killed last night.”

“By the way.” Ice turned to face Calvin. “I had you figured out wrong. I thought you were a selfish crybaby, but you risked your life for Aleecia.”

Calvin scoffed. “We never did see eye to eye, but I think we're both the type of people who can set aside their differences for the right reasons.” Calvin didn't want to say it, but Aleecia reminded him of his sister. He felt really bad that krista wouldn't get to talk to her brother, but was glad that everyone was alive. “So is she going to be alright in there?”

“Nariko said that the way this machine works is that it freezes the body so fast that none of the flesh and tissue gets damaged. It sounds like something out of science fiction, but this is Axis Mundi we're in.” He turned to look at Aleecia again. “Nariko also told me that they would have her back on her feet in a few weeks.”

“Wonder why they didn't fix her up before this whole killing game.”

“If I had to guess, it was part of that bastard's plan.” Ice peaked over his shoulder. “If he's the ultimate mastermind, he could have predicted that the roller coaster would have triggered her bleeding. Then he could make us do something as crazy as fight a carnage sister.”

“But we beat it, and without suffering a single casualty.”

“That's what bothers me though.” Ice leaned on Aleecia's POD. “We didn't kill it. Alexandria got right back up again and paraded around the place before leaving. Was our victory part of his plan too? That makes no sense.”

Calvin shrugged his shoulders. “I've given up trying to figure out what anyone's end goal with all this shit could be.” Calvin made his way for the door. “I'll be in the crematorium if you need me.”

---

Jez needs a banner, said no one ever!

Jezabel was quite happy. She tended to wake up before the morning announcement anyway, so the extra early one didn't bother her much. She hadn't changed back into her clown outfit yet, and was still sporting her denim look. Though it was on her list of things to do once she woke up all the way.

“Zach, where are you? You didn't turn into a total zombie did you?”

She had wanted to meet up with the other team, just to confirm what Monokuma said was correct. Of course Zach was the one that she was the most familiar with, being that they were both equally new to this group and had spent the most time together. Though she would have been equally happy to see anyone from the carnage busting team. But before she could get very far from her room, Braden spotted her and put on a show with his dolls.

“Hi Elias Wait a minute! That's totally the cutest last name I've ever heard.” She became a bit more serious in tone when Braden introduced himself and asked what was going on. “Like, we have a politician who's a lot better at explaining things than me. But like, I can probably sort of explain most of what we know. It's not going to make you happy though. Our situation is a bit of a downer.” Jezabel would spend the next few minutes doing her best to explain the situation to Braden.

---

&

Cyrus finally woke up from his long rest. After the recent discoveries he attempted to find out more information about this alleged traitor going through as many news files he could find in the study. Alas, it seemed all information about this figure had been promptly erased from existence. It was weird. You'd expect a figure as the infinite vigilante to make more headlines. Perhaps the article Marianne had found was a forgotten fragment from this sweep? Or had it perhaps been left here as an introductory teaser? Ultimately, the fruitless search was rewarded only with a fatigue that drove Cyrus to sleep the second he hit the pillow.

And what a night he had missed. He could quickly gather that people had somehow been succesful in defeating Alexandria from the new additions to the map of his e-handbook. He did not know how they had managed to beat such a monster, but that was not his concern right now. A new area meant new facilities, new possibilities and perhaps even new clues.

But first, a quick detour to the kitchen for a healthy breakfast.

As soon as Cyrus entered the dining area, he could see that someone had beat him there. But that wasn't a bad thing. Bliss was making everyone breakfast. He could just see a glimpse of her through the window into the kitchen area. She wasn't wearing her usual hat, which made sense. The wide brim probably would have hit something while she was moving around hot instruments. But she was wearing a hair net.

"Oh!” She placed a hand on her head and walked out of the view of the window. Not long after, the nanny emerged from the kitchen with her original head piece. “Hello Cyrus. I didn't expect everyone to be up so early.” She was holding onto the rim of her hat with both hands. “It's mostly done. I think everyone will like this a lot more than those breakfast sandwiches.”

Cyrus looked at the Nanny with a smile, the smile of someone who clearly hadn't been awake long. "Good morning. I didn't expect anyone to be cooking." He said frankly. "I am happily surprised. Do you need help with something?" He proposed, then quickly recoiled. "Actually, never mind, I'll just screw it up." He chuckled, scratching his head. "I am, by all accounts, a terrible cook." After that embarrassing revelation, perhaps a change of subject was for the best. "Did you sleep well?"

“I don't really need a lot of sleep, so going to bed late and waking up early hasn't effected me much. I'm also still recovering from the jet lag educed from watching over Krista with Mondatta...” It seemed like that wasn't a very cheery topic to dabble in either. “I-I'm fine, thank you for asking.” She forced a smile and folded her hands together in front of her chest. “Just sit down and I'll be back with something to eat. I just need to pour the orange juice.” She quickly headed back into the kitchen. “So.” She called out from behind the door. “I'm glad nobody got hurt last night, but I feel kind of bad for Krista. It seems like the traitor was more interested in the phone call than messing around with the other team.”

It was rather apparent that Bliss was not that comfortable talking about two days ago, to no one's surprise. What had happened was terrible, and Bliss had been in the middle of it. Not to the same extend as Krista, but Cyrus imagined it weighed on her heavily. However, instead of pursuing that, the next topic drew his attention. It almost caused him to jump up from the seat he had just settled himself in. "Wait, what happened?" he said surprised. "You mean the traitor attacked you last night?"

Bliss emerged from the kitchen with breakfast. Two plates, each with scrambled eggs and cheese, french toast, and two slices of bacon. Everything was held on a large serving tray that also contained two glasses of orange juice. The eggs were still steaming, and Cyrus could smell the sausage as soon as the door to the kitchen opened. Despite bliss's small frame, she managed to hold the entire thing with one hand. Perhaps she had spent some time as a waitress? It wasn't hard to imagine. Bliss set down the large tray and moved the breakfast in front of Cyrus and a seat right across from him. “Well, attacked isn't entirely correct.” Bliss sat down across from Cyrus. “He, well, it stole Krista's E-handbook. Then it made it's way towards the phone booth. They did attack the other carnage sisters, but didn't make any aggressive motions towards us.” She split her sausage with her fork “The traitor is not on our side, but it most certainly isn't on Davis's side either.”

Cyrus gave an impressive look at the meal Bliss had prepared. "Thank you, it looks really good." But when the appreciation passed, he got back on topic. "I... I don't know what to say." He silently cursed, This made it the second night of carnage they had struck. "I mean, I guess I'm happy nobody got hurt, but why steal a phone call?" He then muttered a little as he took a bite from the egg. It was as delicious as it looked. "It also doesn't make sense. Calvin and Alexandria were positive that they were working with Monokuma last time. Alexandria even confirmed as much." He shrugged. "A sudden change of heart? I really don't get it." He was dumbfounded. The so called vigilante was proving to be more of an agent of chaos than righteousness. He took another bite of his sausage. "To think that one of us would... bah..." He cut himself off, obviously growing slightly more agitated.

Bliss hadn't taken a single bite out of her meal. She was eyeing Cyrus carefully, a small piece of sausage on the end of her fork. When Cyrus looked more intently at the nanny, she shook out of her trance. “Well, there's nothing that can be done about it right now.” She proceeded to eat her meal, but after swallowing her fifth bite, she started talking again. “I wasn't going to bring it up while you were eating, but I noticed that you take a lot on your shoulders.” She smiled, but it vanished quickly. “I mean, I suppose that's part of what being a good politician is. But it seems to make you really irritated and volatile. Even now you're a lot more worked up than everyone else is.” She kept looking between Cyrus and her plate. “I want to say that it's because Mondatta isn't here to share the burden of leading everyone, but you know what happens when you assume things.” She lifted a slice of bacon to her lips. “Did you want to talk about that a bit?”

Cyrus looked up, then sighed and put his fork down. "Well, you're not entirely wrong. It's an issue that's been around since before we got here. This situation just added a lot of fuel to the fire." He averted his eyes, though he wasn't sure where else to look. "It's not like I like stuff like what happened in the court. And honestly, that never happened before." Ultimately he just ended up looking down at the plate. "It's not particularly the burden of leading everyone here. Though perhaps it can get a little too much in the extreme cases... I'm just a few years behind on rest, miss Buckly. And surely we can both try, but I'm not going to catch up on it here." He gritted his teeth. "Neither can I afford to die here. The world still hasn't recovered. I'm the authority on post-apocalypse policy. So I must keep up the work."

Bliss nodded. “I guess this is just something we're going to have to deal with then. But do remember that while not everyone is fit to carry a burden like that, a lot of the people here have talents that make them well suited for carrying that burden easier. So don't be afraid to ask for help from time to time.” Little else was said while the two finished their meals.

---

Geina, Nariko, and Willow were all in the art plaza. The most aggressive of the dolls was panting a picture. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say she was stabbing a canvas with a paintbrush? She held her paintbrush in the same fashion an assassin might hold a dagger. With each aggressive stab, she splattered paint all over herself. Her pigtails were no longer perfectly blond, but also a little blue, red, and every other color she chose to paint with.

“Pray tell Nariko, what is our sister painting?”

the depressed samurai twisted her hair “She is expressing her emotions on a canvas. Geina took it really hard when Alexandria's boyfriend used the girl's faith in him against her. He made weapons for the other patients, and even lured Alexandria out in an attempt to kill her.”

“I knew Calvin was a ruffian, but I suppose that's the part I liked about him.” She chuckled. “Where is she anyway? Locked in her room?”

Nariko's eyes closed with a click. “She can't even go back to her room without seeing Calvin, since he spends most of his time in there. She's with daddy now on the top floor.”

“Well I do hope she gets over herself.” Willow placed her closed fists on her hips. “Her sister is a queen, and this undignified display of self pitty only serves to make the royal family as a whole look bad!”

Geina swung her brush at the canvas. “This night of carnage I'm going to get Alexandria's spear, get Calvin's weenie, and roast the shit out of it over an open fire!”

“While your word choice is off point, the mental image you just painted was quite poetic.”

After finishing his meal, Cyrus exited the dining room. He made the decision to check out the hospital first, but doing that took him straight into the direction of art plaza. Though the noise of the three sisters was clearly audible from a distance, he was only treated to a full visual display the moment he came around the corner. Honestly, he wasn't sure why he was expecting anything better. He stopped for a moment, giving the three girls a questioning look. Perhaps he could slowly pass them by while he hadn't been noticed yet.

“Bishonen alert! Bishonen alert!” Nariko spoke in an unusually robotic voice and pointed at Cyrus.

“Quit disturbing my concentration!” Geina growled. “How about you go get a girlfriend or something? Get fucked, I dunno.”

“Baka...” Nariko lowered her head and walked in the direction of the zen garden. While most of the carnage sisters had more or less avoided Cyrus, Willow decided to approach him.

“Well? Do you find the new area to your liking?” Even though Willow's lips were molded into a permanent smile, Cyrus felt like she was actually feeling proud of herself when she spoke. “I don't much care for your response, but you should know that it was prepared by royalty. Oh, and Nariko helped a little bit.”

Cyrus sighed inwardly at his failed attempt to avoid the silliness that was the carnage sisters. However, perhaps there was something to be gained from speaking to their 'queen' alone. "So far I have only checked out the dining hall. However I must say that area was very much to my liking. Very good work." Cyrus was being nice, unusually so, to Willow.

“Really?” the doll pulled it's head back. “Well, I mean of course!”

“Shut. Your. Face. Please!” Geina was trembling, the paint was dripping off of her pigtails and running onto the floor. Her master piece was starting to turn black with all the colors mixing together.

“You would dare-!” The queenly Willow sighed. “Well, I'm quite proud of the beach retreat. We should go there and you can continue to shower me with praise.”

Cyrus really wasn't that interested in inflating Willow's ego further, but perhaps it was best he went along with it for now. Trying his best not to cringe, he nodded as he lead the way. "Right this way then, your queenly majesty." He replied. It wasn't something he liked, but he figured this would probably get him into her good books even more.

---

The beach scene was actually quite nice. Of course he had seen it before, from the window of the dinner. It really did feel like he was in an outdoor environment. The rocky cliff side on either side of the beach concealed the fact that it was a room, as did the careful arrangement of the ceiling light. Though if one looked hard enough, they could see that the horizon was just a wall painting, and that they were indeed still trapped inside a hospital. There was a volleyball net set up as well as a great number of other items that one might find on a beach. From buckets to blankets laid out in the sand.

“Not that I mind spending time with you like this, I must say it is rather sudden.” Willow was examining her nails. “Few seem to take a liking to me.”

Cyrus wasn't truly sure how to respond to that. Last time he checked, it was Willow who had initiated this conversation. How was this sudden? Whatever, he just ran with it. "Solitude is the price of leadership, is it not?" Cyrus mused, looking at Willow. "That's what we both are, no? Leaders. The queen and the politician."He grinned slyly, wondering if he could inflate her ego even more.

“But there is also a great divide between us Cyrus. You were selected by the people, but I was selected by a god.” Willow looked up into the sky. “I suppose for the greatest minds among the sisters and the greatest mind among the patients to meet is still quite the occasion though.” She giggled. “Together I'm sure we could do anything. Well, I could do anything.”

Cyrus was silent for a bit, surprised at the notion of a robot talking about god. "Not so different, I'd say. For if the people are god's beloved children, how different is that from being selected by a god itself?" Cyrus grinned. "It's a matter of perspective. Personally I do not concern myself with who did the selection, it's the station that comes with it that is of importance, no?" He wandered for a bit. "So what I am left to wonder. How is it that a queen is content serving under her... paternal bear, and perhaps also Davis?" He paused for a second. "How come you are content ruling just over three siblings when you could rule over all?"

“Well, perhaps it is premature to call myself a queen, but since daddy doesn't have a wife, I've decided to take the roll of queen for myself. As for Davis, well, which god did you think I was referring to?” She shrugged her shoulders and looked back at the sky. “I do rule over all. None of the patients would dare touch their queen. They might not respect me the way they do you, but there is fear. And where there is fear, the hope of overthrowing the monarchy can not seed.”

"A worthy station, but is that where your ambition ends?" Cyrus chimed in. "Is that not one of the greatest traits of a ruler? To grow in their station to greatness? To elevate their divinely bestowed station to the greatest heights that can be achieved? I wonder, Willow, is this where you are satisfied? Or will you achieve an even more amazing greatness with your own hands?" He grinned, taking out his golden sceptrer and holding it out for Willow to take. "Is that not the right of one who rules?"

Willow turned to look at the scepter. “Well, it is certainly food for thought.” She reached for the scepter and gently pulled it out of Cyrus's hands. “To rule over every patient in every killing game, and the sisters that reside there.” She closely examined the scepter. “This isn't some cheap piece of trash you got out of the vending machine is it?”

Cyrus smiled. "You believe I would tarnish a queen's honor like that?" He said, making a gracious bow. "Your ambitions can bring you as far as you want. As long as you dare break the barriers in your way. This game? This entire hospital? This entire world? Ultimately it all comes down to how far you are willing to go." And with those words, he slowly walked off. "I wish you a good day, Queen Willow."

Willow continued to eye the scepter long after Cyrus left. "Well, he gave me something. That's more than I can say for any other vagrant who's run this gauntlet." She held it out in front of her. "But it's not very much like a queen to remain in one's debt, so what shall I give Cyrus?" she scratched her chin. "A matching scepter? He'd get the wrong idea. Panties? Far too crass, and a bit too soon to boot." Then her head shot up. "I know, a motive!"

---

Krista's attention was snatched away when a familiar depressed robot stumbled into the room. “H-hi Krista.” She wasn't making any eye contact, and her sword wasn't at her side at the moment. “Why are you all by yourself?” She looked at Krista out of the corner of her eye. “Are you feeling sad? Did I do this to you?”

Krista jerked in surprise at the sound of Nariko's voice, but remained tense as she realised who it was. "I was just... appreciating this room. I'm fine!" She gave the carnage sister a quick smile. "What are you doing here...? I don't mean to be rude but... I didn't think this was the type of room you'd like..."

“I-I'm not here for the room. I'm here for you actually.” She let out a small chirp. “What I mean to say is that, I'm sorry about yesterday. As bad as I feel about not being able to kill you, I'd of felt Much worse if I did.”

Krista stared at Nariko dumbly, the smile on her face fading by the second. Was that supposed to comfort her? "O-oh. Thanks? I think?" She rubbed the back of her neck. "What do you want from me?"

“I see you're confused, I'm just not sure which is worse. It was wrong to try to cure you like that.” Her eyes shut with their familiar metallic click. “I guess I'm also a little upset that Aleecia is so badly hurt. We're going to have to take her out of the game pretty soon. If there's a murderer while she's in there, the rules state that she needs to be punished if she remains. So I won't be able to see her for a while.” She whimpered. “Everything is horrible, there are no right answers...”

Do robots have feelings? She was still dumbfounded at the series of events. What was going on?! "I'm... sorry to hear that..." Did that mean Aleecia was going to be safe once she was out of here? Krista decided to ask. "If Aleecia gets out of here... does that mean she's safe outside?"

“She will still be in Axis mundi, just outside the killing game.” Nariko let out a long sigh. “She might not even get reinstated in this killing game. I'll probably never see her again. I won't be able to protect her.” She took a step towards Krista and raised her head. “But I can still protect you.” She held out her hand, and there was an E-handbook inside of it. “I know what happened to Alexandria, and I know it's only a matter of time before you use this to betray me. But if it's you... I feel like it'll be okay.”

"Betray...?" It took a moment before Krista realised what was going on. She did not reach out to grab the handbook, still feeling hesitant. "You tried to kill me yesterday. What if this is another motive or something?"

“Aleece...” water started to run down the robot's face. “Aleece didn'ty think my love was genuine either.”

Cue the freak out. "WAIT YOU CAN CRY?!" Krista hurriedly adjusted herself so she was kneeling on the ground facing Nariko. "Okay! I believe you! Please stop that!"

The doll's tear ducts turned off. “I'm sorry for disturbing you with that. I want to cry some more, but I know that would just disturb you further.” her voice was cracking. “So you'll take it?”

"Yeah... I'll take it." She carefully plucked the handbook from Nariko's hand. "But... what about my own handbook? The traitor stole mine last night..."

“Oh right.” Nariko reached into her shirt and pulled out a second handbook. “I found this on the floor when I was cleaning up our body parts. It seems like they just dropped it on the floor after using the phone.” She whimpered. “I'm sorry, I should have given that back to you first.”

Krista pet Nariko's head, worried that the robot would start to cry again. "Thank you, Nariko."

In response to being touched, the robot stumbled backwards, bumping into the door as it did so. “A-anyway!” She looked away from Krista. “If you want to hang out or just lay in one of the freezers for a while, You can use that to enter my room.” she sighed. “G-good bye for now.” The doll wandered out of the room, leaving Krista in silence.

Krista looked at the two e-handbooks in her hand before jumping to her feet. There was no time to waste, she had to go meet somebody!

...after a quick shower first.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

someone gunna die.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@PlatinumSkink@Flamelord

It finally happened. she interacted with someone without fighting them. wonder how long that will keep up.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

I was going to wait for some of the collabs to come out before posting, but I decided to keep things moving with another Elroy post.