BrokenPromise

Grimoiric Heart

@McFazzer

Awww yisssssssss, I don't mind being wrong every once in a while!

Grimoiric Heart

@TheWendil

@McFazzer could post, but I suspect we aren't going to get a response from them soon given their posting (Feel free to correct me though, wouldn't mind continuing our discussion!)

@Majoras End told me they would post tomorrow.

@FrogRFlowR has yet to post either.

@Lonewolf685 is presumably waiting for the others.

March of the White Rabbit: A Roll-Your-Own Magical Girl Roleplay

"Let me info dump that for you!”

— Tonya “Mac” Murphy IRON MOUSE

Tonya “Mac” Murphy

Age: 24/11 | Gender: Female/Female | Illusion, Gravity
Body | Power of Friendship, Regeneration, Third Eye | Cradle
Coercion, Soul Jar, Martial Training, True Sight, Parasite, Gifted, Awareness, Overcity Shift, Mystic Artifact

Magical Overload, Cradle Supply, Connected, Gifted Item (Aigorost) | Monstrous Form, Exposed, Mercy, Distrust
Redirected Magic, Second Specialization | Non-Standard Limbs, Destroyer

STR: 05 | AGI: 04 | VIT: 05 | MAG: 03 | LCK: 03
+46
STR: 20 | AGI: 20 | VIT: 20 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 20

Earnings this post: Zilch

Remaining: 8 Gold, 30 Silver, 39 Bronze
Total: 12 Gold, 162 Silver, 183 Bronze

Ahh, how lovely! When was the last time Mac was able to just have fun like this? Justine's flustered expression, Finn's outrage (who would have guessed he wanted to be cute?), and Oliver's laughter. Even though she had just joined these people she felt like she had been their friends for some time now. Perhaps that was what a decade of working in the shadows did to a person.

"Gotcha! I can do Finn! I'll call you Finn now!”

Was he just testy because "Finnegan" was a known sin? Not like opinions of Beacon had been all that favorable recently. As a monster girl she never found their cause worthy of her empathy. If anything she found the idea of hanging around a former sin to be kind of riveting. That was why Finn was the handsome bad boy out of the duo.

But as fun as it would be to mess around with them more, she did have a job to do.

She was able to collect quite a bit on the duo in the car. Not enough to know exactly who they were, but enough to enlighten her allies. on the situation.

"So here's my iron solid analysis:

The car is no joke. It's got too many enchantments on it to say exactly what it can do. But I'm seeing stuff for enhanced speed, enhanced A/C, alternator is magically overtuned, likely to power the enhanced battery, even the air freshener looks like it'll always smell like an ocean breeze. I don't see anything that screams deathtrap on an initial inspection and it doesn't seem like the ride is geared for anything but speed anyway. Used a mystic artifact to flip through the past twenty-four hours. Their vehicle has some serious all-terrain potential there. Seems they can drive over waterby virtue of their ride's speed alone. They traveled pretty far too. I'm seeing a snowy forest... Finnland? Unsure.

Anywho, dog boy is a golem. Possibly a monster boy given that he has two specializations. Darkness and Sand. Hard to say but he's pretty strong too. He's probably on par with Rachel or Penny, possibly even on my level. Our lass here is a mystery to me but given how this thing is tuned up I would bet her magic relates to that somehow. There's runes on a lot of the stuff here. Wait, was that a fire under her jacket? Anyway, they don't seem too hostile. Seems like when it comes to magical girls they'd rather run than fight. Kinda weird, since I'm pretty sure she's the sin of Envy. I'm not sure how Beacon's structuring works in regards to the sins so please don't ask me what that means BUT PLEASE DON'T BRING IT UP WITH HER since I don't think that would make her all that happy. She's using a cover name so it's whatever.

Meh, who doesn't have secrets?

Probably best not to ask too many questions. If we agitate her we lose our ride. Given the state of the back seat and what I saw in my artifact, I think she might be a merchant. All the more reason to get on her good side!

Hard to believe there are more sins than non-sins here, huh?

Iron mouse, and by extension Mac, patted Sinuhe's shoulder. "Nice! Nefer won't give me up, Nefer won't let me down, Nefer won't run around and desert me~! Nefer won't make me cry, Nefer won't say goodbye, Nefer won't tell a lie and hurt me~!” Iron mouse was about to dance her way into the back in the car when the issue of seating order was brought up. "I'm the newest member so I guess I'll sit on someone's lap.” She looked over the rest of her party with a sigh, then smiled. "Who am I kidding? the lot of you are just going to fight over me and it's not worth it. I'll lay across all of you! Get in!”

Of course, Iron mouse would yield to any objections or other ideas the others had.

Symphony of Espers

With everything becoming so horrible, some might say that Pax Septimus had sunk into hell. But one street fit that description far better than any other.

The ruinous meteor flew to the balconies like a bat out of hell. A white tail of light followed her just like her namesake. The most powerful espers had unusual abilities and Regina was no exception. Every time she used a melody everything in her vicinity caught fire. This was relative to the strength of the melodies she was using, and the ones she was using were quite strong. The snipers popped and sizzled as everything around the comet burned. The heat caused the brick walls to explode as the moisture escaped them. Even the downpour of blood could not quelch Regina’s flames. It was going to smell like burning flesh with just the snipers burning but, now, even the bloody rain was catching fire.

Regina’s melodies were a mixed blessing for the espers on the ground. They were no longer being shot at, but now they had to do everything in their power to survive their friend’s flames. Trial by fire. Survive the burn, survive the encounter. That was likely Regina’s thinking, if she thought about anything more than burning up her prey.

Mary opened a portal into a nearby warehouse so that some might escape the flames. But the warehouse was filling up with frogs and lice. So who could really say it was any more safe in there than out here? It wasn’t like the Diver was going to stop attacking as soon as they retreated. Thousands of lives depended on the espers. What few espers that used Mary’s portal only did so to look for something that might shield them from the flames or sniper fire. They had to keep moving.

But regardless of what happened, Big Tony would not stop his assault. Elroy managed to block one of his punches, only to be sent end over end towards his allies. His immortal body could not burn, could not be eroded by acid, but that punch might have split him in two if it weren’t for his shield. Tony was set ablaze, but the fire did little to harm him. He belted out a war cry and his fellow weretigers did so in return. They would have their revenge today. For every one of their brothers that fell, they would take five espers. That was what Tony’s warcry led them to believe.

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With the fight developing around Justin the way it was, Finn decided that a change of tactics was in order. Betty’s swing narrowly missed Finn as “Big Ed” clamped around Betty’s torso and carried her through the air.

”Get back here you coward!“ She called out as she was carried out of the way.

Betty had been momentarily dealt with, but the frogs were still all over the place. Now was not the time for careful navigation and Finn couldn't help but step on a few of the corrosive frogs. Though their entrails have been burning through the roof, Finn would fare better. He could feel the acid starting to eat away at his shoes, but pressed on to rejoin the others.

But what of the approaching lice?

The lice themselves did little to affect Finn. But he was covered in frogs that would explode if punctured or hit hard enough. As the lice raced up his legs, the frogs started to pop. His legs, his torso, the frogs were detonating left and right. The lower half of his body was searing with pain and the frogs were still exploding. Standing was agony, but he could manage. Oil seeped out of his legs where the clockwork boy’s wounds were worst.

With a roar, Betty drove the hilt of her sword into big Ed’s head. This was enough to daze the creature. When Betty landed on the ground, she rolled under it with her blade extended and cut the massive plush in two. Both halves bled purple glitter and fell to either side. By the time Betty stood back up, Big Ed’s body had disappeared in the downpour of blood. Betty pointed in Finn’s direction and fired a beam. It flew past Finn’s leg and hit the floor several feet in front of him. This caused Betty’s body to turn into a bunch of black specs and float through the air, only to reform at their new location. She had chosen to place herself between Finn and the rest of his allies.

”Fight me you gremlin!“ With a roar, she charged towards Finn. The blade on her sword slid down in front of her handle which made her weapon look like a bearded ax. She held the Ax behind her back and had her arm outstretched for the boy. Despite his best efforts, he wouldn’t be ridding himself of Betty that easily.

But would they rid themselves of Justin?

Ashley managed to pull a frog off of her face and chucked it at one of the bloody tendrils. It detonated and burned through a few of the tentacles, but it was just delaying the inevitable. As long as Justin was alive the falling crimson would continue to be a problem. But Ashley was going to take care of this with her next few shots.

She led with her wand’s techno projectile. With a wave of Justin’s hand, the ball of blood moved between him and the trajectory of the shot. The follow up shot managed to bypass the ball of tendrils by virtue of a beam and projectile having different flight trajectories. It shattered the wind barrier and slammed into Justin’s coat. It singed a hole over his chest, but his skin had not been penetrated.

The approaching lice wasted no time racing up the stationary girl’s legs. The frogs started to detonate one after the other. She might have been in the same condition as Finn if her resistance to such attacks wasn’t so high. This was by no means a painless experience. While she managed to avoid having her skin burned through, the various frog detonations were leaving purple bruises all over her body. The reformed ball of tentacles managed to latch onto Ashley’s wand arm and tugged her towards the edge.

”May her daughter learn from her mistakes, then.“

But Justin didn’t have much time to smug about that. Marrie had coasted through the air and managed to avoid getting hit by a single frog, or even the ground. Though it wasn’t as if her approach was stealthy, just well timed. He knew Marrie was coming, he just didn’t have much time to react.There wasn’t much he could do.

But he could open his eyes.

At which point Marrie was able to feel what had taken Pac-A-Fist and Su by such surprise. It was more than just the shock of seeing two empty eye sockets looking back at her. It felt like her body was rebelling against her. She froze up, and it was just her momentum that carried her towards her target. When they collided, Justin flew backwards with her. With his gaze upon her she was unable to carry him into the sky like she originally intended. He slammed into the apartment building and they both fell a few feet onto the balcony. Justin didn’t look like he had been phased.

”You want to dance again? Fine.“

Marrie’s knife managed to sink just deep enough into the hole in his clothes to cut his flesh, but it didn’t get past his rib cage. He had taken hold of her wrist before it could go any deeper. He gripped her shoulder with one hand and held out her knife-wielding hand like they were going to start dancing on the balcony. Only he was trying to crush her wrist. Something she was just barely able to put up with due to her ability to resist monster attacks. But it was getting harder to hold the knife as the seconds ticked by.

”We could have worked together, you know? Actually…“ He slid his hand from one of her shoulders to the other. ”Why don’t I just rip your arm off? Then you won’t have a choice.“ With a sharp tug, Justin managed to dislocate her shoulder. He didn’t take his eyes off of Marrie for a second, but he was keeping her body between himself and the other espers. Though as difficult as it was for Marrie to move, she could twitch her limbs a bit, and casting melodies was still possible. That was one thing this monster couldn’t do.

But Justin and Betty weren’t the only problems to deal with. Every passing second, Handsome Gunther was getting more powerful. If they kept killing things he would be unstoppable. But Jacqueline and Samuel had something most of the other espers lacked.

A plan.

Not an overly sophisticated one, but in just a few words Jacqueline was able to get on the same page as Sam, who obliged. But the star ship had to be taken care of.

First Jacqueline charged up a powerful melody to put the ship in its place. It did manage to get a few shots off, but it was quickly silenced by a torrent of stones. The melody was designed to break up magics rather than hurt them directly, and it seemed to work here. The ship popped into a spray of pixels before vanishing in the rain. Afterwards, she sprinted for the mech that was making its way closer to their position. She didn’t have to run far to confront the thing. Havoc immediately came down on one of the mech’s feet before Jacqueline went ice climbing up the side of the monstrosity.

The monstrosity was just an illusion of course. While it was easy to view as a giant body, the truth was that every single car that made it up could be freely moved anywhere. Just a bunch of possessed vehicles pretending to be a whole. Once Jacqueline started to climb, everything floated higher in the air. The torso, the dumpster right above it, the ground was starting to look pretty far away. Meanwhile, the sports car Pac was “driving” floated off the body and turned around to give her a clear shot at the climbing esper.

And then… buzzing.

Then the Lord said to Moses, “Get up early in the morning and confront Pharaoh as he goes to the river and say to him, ‘This is what the Lord says: Let my people go, so that they may worship me. If you do not let my people go, I will send swarms of flies on you and your officials, on your people and into your houses. The houses of the Egyptians will be full of flies; even the ground will be covered with them.

[...] And the Lord did this. Dense swarms of flies poured into Pharaoh’s palace and into the houses of his officials; throughout Egypt the land was ruined by the flies.

— Exodus 8:16–28

Hundreds of thousands of flies came flying in. Most were small but a fair few of them were much, much larger than normal. Like Oros had said, they were attracted to areas of great death, and the rooftop was a prime candidate for that. Though they seemed especially interested in Finn and Ashley, who were covered in frog cuts. One fly was even trying to pry apart the cars where Su’s body had been trapped. Who knew what was happening elsewhere. Did regular humans have the means to dispose of such large insects?

Meanwhile, hundreds of souls gathered around Gunther and flew off in every direction.

”What an amazing time to exist!” Gunther watched as Jacqueline hung overhead. The scene was so rich with dark emotions and there were only a few people here. He’d already collected a few hundred souls and would gain thousands more once they started to deal with the lice and flies. They were already soaring into other buildings and deeper into the police station to see what sort of objects they could control. He was starting to see what Arzendale was talking about. It was one thing to just make people suffer, but to cause that suffering yourself? Sublime! A few of the espers would direct their hate at Lord Justin, but ultimately it had been his own arcane might that overwhelmed her. It looked like that pick wielding esper was going to bite it pretty soon. And the other one was still in hiding. Likely too scared to do anything. But just to be sure…

Gunther launched one of the cars into Samuel’s hiding spot.

There we go. Gunther’s balloon-like lips curled into a smile. Now his soul should fly out of that heap of rubble any second now.

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…

…

Weird, there was no soul. It was a little hard to see, but surely he’d be trying to help the pick girl if he was alive right?

Toontown | The Guild's #1 Stop for Cartoon Discussion

@Kuro I assume this is in reaction to all the Warner Brothers stuff getting pulled off HBOMax?

It's kind of complicated, but a lot of people are trying to get a slice of that streaming service pie. The game plan is that Warner brothers pulled all of their shows (their cartoons) from HBOMax because they're going to buy and merge with them. So HBOMax and Discovery+ are going to become one service. If I had to guess this was part of a move to bring HBOMax's numbers down so that they could aquire it for cheaper. But I couldn't tell you why it's actually happening. I will say Warner Brothers has a new CEO (David Zaslav) who's making some interesting policy changes. This probably isn't the place to talk about it but it does explain why there's so much weird stuff going on.

Grimoiric Heart

I blame safe spaces in collage for this turn of events.

The Draw of Nation Roleplay.

I'm by no means an expert but I have participated in one or two in the past. I'm sure the nation RP people will swing by in time to give more educated opinions. But when you RP for an entire nation you are usually writing for important groups in that nation. As an example if I were writing for a nation of fantasy elves I could write about the king/queen, an army general, a soldier in one of the general's armies, whatever passes for a police officer in their society, a mayor, and a hunter that just wants to live their life. The difference between writing from the perspective of a single character and that of a nation is that the posts in a nation RP tend to be centered more around what the nation is doing and giving you an idea of what being in that nation is like for everyone. You could technically write from a different person's perspective every post, but I think most choose to write from the same few perspectives to help round out their nation's narrative and also build some interest in the characters.

It's also not exclusively worldbuilding. When nations go to war with each other, trade with each other, or compete with each other for resources, there's opportunity for interaction and change. There are more examples I could give here but that's the gist of it. It's a bit more than just fleshing out a world.

Not all nation RPs have you playing a nation. Some nation RPs focus on smaller groups like ships filled with pirates, corporations, gangs, things like that. Though you could also go the other way and have various worlds that are watched over by various gods.

So the draw is that you can play as a large group of people from various walks of life and adress problems from various angles. In a normal fantasy setting I would have to play the hero, but now I can play as several adventurers, the merchants that supply them, the quest givers that pay them, and even the villains that challenge them. And how each of their operations can be changed by global politics. Imagine your nation has a steel shortage and is unable to procure more from their neighboring nations. The adventurers might be able to make due for a little while but what policies will the king going to put in place to ensure steel levels will return to normal? How will the merchants ensure they can still make ends meet? Will quest givers even want to hire adventurers who can't maintain their metal gear? Will wizards start demanding higher prices now that those with metal weapons are becoming more scarce? Perhaps foreign adventurers will become a more common sight as they rush to fill the void created by a lack of new local adventurers, unable to take up swords?

Symphony of Espers

The fists of an angry god clashed against a blade of twilight.

Oros was mad, but it was Glex’s maniacal laughter that filled the air. Even as blood and frogs fell from the heavens they continued to exchange blows.

A fist the size of Oros’s torso collided with the roof. Asphalt and tar was thrown about as the mad ronin tumbled to level footing. Shar struggled to remain by Oros. She needed to be close enough to not get separated but not so close that she risked injury. This wasn’t selfishness on Shar’s part. If she was taken out there would be little Oros could do to keep up with their opponent.

”I had hoped this would be over already.” Shar pointed her butterfly topped wand at Oros. ”It’s normally not this exhausting to keep you on your feet.”

"Just keep an eye on her."

”What do you think I’m doing?” A butterfly flew into Oros’s shoulder. Her skin acquired a healthy glow like that of a silk cocoon.

"Don’t let her out of your sight!" Oros growled. "Her whole gimmick is hyper positions. If we can keep an eye on her, she can’t do anything!"

Glex only chuckled. "Why would I want to go anywhere? I plan on playing the entire set!"

---

Just because a problem was predictable didn’t mean it was easy to deal with.

The amphibians emitted a cacophony of croaks, and Betty pursued Finn with a fanatic’s single minded determination. Finn was fighting on his back heel but drawing a dangerous sword woman away from his allies would help his team out. Their opponents were outnumbered, so even getting just one of them to split off should tip the scales in their favor. In addition to this, he knew he could outthink Betty. She was the berzerker with the giant sword, and he was the duelist with the fencing rapier.

A spark of inspiration flew from his blade.

Betty saw the attack and side stepped it. But hitting her directly had not been the intent. With a zap, the frogs wet bodies detonated. Corrosive flesh was scattered in all directions. The frog bile splashed Betty’s back and legs. Enough that her melody couldn’t protect her from it all. Betty howled like a demon. The pain was significant, but it wasn’t slowing her down.

”You fucking imp!“

Betty’s sword arced through the air. Her blows were aimless, but Finn didn’t need to be reminded of how deadly each one was. Her sword cut through the asphalt roof like it were made of brownies. And that wasn’t Finn’s only problem. The frogs had started jumping onto him. His arms, shoulders, even his legs were gradually filling up with frogs. He’d have to be careful if he didn’t want to end up like Betty or worse. But he couldn’t remain stationary as Betty’s sweeping blows were coming closer.

It was an afterthought, but Finn got a glimpse of souls that had appeared once Finn slew the frogs. They sunk into the roof as soon as they appeared.

Breacher and Pac-A-Fist’s shots passed each other, but none hit their marks. The storm made aiming difficult even at short range like this. But with a wall of metal moving towards the Gemini espers, the best thing any of them could do was run. Before they took cover, Jacqueline fired a melody at the sports car while they retreated. It was a hard target to miss. On impact, the vehicle shook. There wasn’t a single piece of glass in the car that didn’t shatter from the impact. Pac visibly bounced in her seat as shards of glass bounced in her lap. She couldn’t hit much before and now it was going to be impossible. Pac went to put on her seatbelt as a bolt of shadow tore her hand from her wrist. The the shadows attempted to pull her through the window, but it only managed to pull her torso into the steering wheel.

*Honk*

She briefly looked at the stump and then back out the broken window at the Gemini espers.

”Damn it!”

Gunther had also flown out the back of the sport car. The attack hadn’t been of any danger to him, but it was impossible for him to know that from where he had been hiding. The mechanical contraption’s charge stopped as it assumed a defensive stance.

”A little spooky…”

Su fell back with everyone else, but she remained between the floating cars and the rest of Gemini. She fired her pistol at one of the watchtowers and bridged a roof of debris between the two facing the apartment complex. Those underneath could hear the blood and frogs smashing into it. A welcome shelter from things to come.

Ashley continued to fire on Justin. She ignored the blood, she ignored the frogs, but it was getting harder to do so every second. They leapt onto her body as she stood unmoving. Their tiny suction cupped toes helped them cling to her legs and back. One even managed to land on her cheek. It croaked into her ear as if to bid her good evening. Her shots weren’t landing where she wanted them to, but they were hitting the blood barrier.

Marrie wished she only had frogs to worry about. But with some earnest action she might be able to set the vampire lord back. She gave herself a wind barrier not as a form of defense, but as a form of offense. The frogs that were coming her way were launched towards Justin’s blood barrier. Between his fast approach and the acidic frog guts coming his way, a large hole in the blood barrier was burned open. Bloody spikes caved in on themselves as the barrier was diluted with the frog’s entrails. But Justin didn’t stop charging forward, nor did Marrie stop casting melodies. Another barrier of wind formed, this time on Justin himself. But he was moving too fast for Marrie to do anything else. He seized her by the neck and hoisted her body over the edge of the dragon sculpture. That was when he hesitated. The blood that should have been forming his barrier was now being repelled away by their wind barriers. Crimson orbited them like moons but stayed a good distance away.

”Had we continued to engage in melee, I might have applaud your efforts“

Justin flung Marrie straight at Ashley. She’d have to do something if she didn’t want every single frog on her body to detonate. But Justin didn’t care about that at the moment. He turned his head towards Su.

And opened his eyes.

“Hngh!” Su struggled to move, but her movements were jittery and sluggish. As if unseen hands were holding her in place.

”That one, Gunther.“

Suddenly, the safe from the commissioner’s room tore through the roof right under Su’s feet. It elevated her off the ground and up in the air where there was nowhere to hide. Her shield was up, but what was she protecting herself from? The real threat were the mechanical abomination’s arms. Two cars that likely weighed a ton or so apeace.

And they slammed together on either side of the agent.

If Su said anything it was buried under the sound of a head on collision. The metal made an ear splitting screech as it stretched and bent. The shattered glass rained down like tiny diamonds, and the blood soaked vehicles threw crimson in all directions on impact. It was impossible to tell if Su had managed to survive or not. There was too much blood to tell if any was hers, and she had been completely enveloped by the two cars. But it didn’t take long for a soul to fly out of the wreckage.

”I think we’re evened up now, aren’t we?“ Justin closed his eyes with a grin. ”You thought you could fight me without consequence? Think again! You’ll all join Gunther’s spectral army soon enough!“

With a wave of Justin’s hand, the blood in the air formed into a blob and shot off several tendrils. It then homed in on Ashley and Marrie attempting to coil around the rookie espers.

The mechanical behemoth resumed moving forward again. This time Gunther remained behind his contraption while Pac fired at Jacqueline and Samuel. But they were under cover and she couldn’t fire on them directly. With a snap of her fingers, a space ship from a popular arcade game appeared in the sky. It swooped behind the gemini agent’s position but hadn’t started firing yet. That would change soon though.

But regardless of how much blood was shed, the Diver would not be satisfied.

"And the Lord said [...] Stretch out thy rod, and smite the dust of the land, that it may become lice throughout all the land of Egypt." […] When Aaron stretched out his hand with the rod and struck the dust of the ground, lice came upon men and animals. All the dust throughout the land of Egypt became lice.

— Exodus 8:16–17

Thousands of lice fell like sand on top of the precinct roof. The frogs that had been fine chilling were starting to detonate. They would be difficult to see if it wasn’t for the fact that there were so many of them. It was hard to tell if there was anything special about them at a glance, but they did seem to resist the burning entrails of the frogs. More so than the precinct roof.

Grimoiric Heart

The faculty and psudo-faculty members at Marrywell Academy were an eccentric lot. Yes, to the magical girl community at large, Marrywell was the best place a magical girl could hope to go. Loads of like minded friends, tuition for your magical and mundane life, the works. But anyone who spent even a moment behind its shiny walls knew that the faculty wasn't quite right. Likely an artifact from living hundreds of years. Most of the time it was innocent. Maybe they would choose to take the form of a cat at all times or look younger than most of the attending students. Other times it manifested itself in less kosher ways. Maybe they drank on the job, maybe they believed they served a cosmic horror. But this was the first time Stripes could remember being used as bait to lure out a dangerous magical girl who controlled pageless... so that they could talk to her.

That wasn't to say Stripes didn't have faith in Ozma. If she really felt that talking to someone like this was the best way to go forward she'd trust it. But it wasn't an ideal place to have a chat. Stripes hadn't initially thought about it, but there was a weird coincidence here. Even though Ozma seemed to think they were flying around and drawing out the pageless earlier, Ozma had chosen to "ambush" the masked woman in her lair. Was this intentional or just happenstance?

She listened and observed. Everyone had a right to react with hostility. They weren't exactly on even footing here. The masked woman was a lone magical girl, but she had an untold number of pageless under her command. Everyone seemed to be taking the situation pretty seriously except for Eternal Rose, but that was pretty much expected from Olivia at this point. But it was impressionable sorts like her that needed to be looked after. The real star of the show though was the masked woman, monologuing like a villain. No one interrupted her. Ozma had started to give her opinion on it and press for more questions when Stripes squinted her eyes.

"...Seriously?" Stripes looked incredulous. Her mouth hung open just enough to show her tongue. "You're going for the 'oh please, just think of the pageless!' shtick?" Stripes's voice was perfectly monotone, as per usual. But there was no hiding how repulsed she was in her words. "Even if we ignore the countless human lives that pageless would take without our intervention we are sworn enemies." She extended her arms towards the small army of pageless behind Roma. "Pageless, eat, grimoires." She swung her torso to get her arms pointed in the other direction at Lupin, but did not take her eyes off the masked woman. "Magical, girls, need, those, to, transform. They, eat, our, stories. They, eat, us." Another exaggerated hand motion. Her finger cracked like a whip as Stripes pointed at Nessie. "Before you suggest we feed our stories to the pageless or some other appeasement ritual, that girl over there hadn't even seen her grimoire yet and the pageless were going to eat her. If I had fed my grimoire to a pageless, if I had never picked it up-" Stripes lowered her finger and stared off into space. "It's just a dumb thing to suggest." She looked back at the mask wearing magical girl. "A magical girl that sides with pageless is like a tabby that befriends vermin."

Just in case Stripes's opinion on the matter hadn't shined though her words, she summoned four magic missiles that hovered over her head.

Why I Roleplay Female Characters (As a Cisgender Man)

Meant to respond a bit sooner but "lol internet trouble."

And yes I'm one of the ones who thought @BrokenPromise was the opposite gender. But hey, it turned out he thought I was a guy so, *shrug*

@Majoras End

But I guess that's what I'm trying to get at. I thought you were a guy because your first character was a young edgy assassin chick, which is something I could see a lot of teenage boys wanting to play. That and you were into Touhou which is something that a lot of guys are into as well. I was never entirely certain. It was never stated on your profile page and we never really sat down to talk about your other hobbies more extensively. But that was what lead me to think that. What may have confused you about me was my love of creating (and ending) ships as well as the types of characters I played. A a well mannered nanny doesn't really strike me as the sort of character most guys would want to play. My guess is if I had a certain "perverted pink-haired ronin" in our first RP you may have suspected I was a guy.

I can see the thoughts of the opposite gender being miswritten though. But honestly, everyone will only ever see the world from their own perspective. I have seen a few men written by woman that are maybe a bit more emotional or submissive than I would expect them to do, but I never felt their actions and thoughts didn't make sense as characters. I can't even say that the writers being the "wrong" gender to write their characters factored into this. Teenagers tend to be fairly emotional people, and character written by them and for them are also prone to mood swings and such.

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This is incorrect. I am the cutest on the 'other' side of Eorzea.

But then my main is a rich Lala boi so naturally I win twice. Anyways RPG FC anyone?

@Exit

Ehh...

Look Exit, you're a pretty cool guy and everything. Is her picture aesthetic? Yes. Is she hot? Also yes. But does she have that cute appeal that Ammokkx and I are trying to cultivate? Not really. I feel like she'd step on me if she was given the chance. Like, I'm almost scared of her. Also there's nothing cute about having a lala sugar daddy buy all of your nice clothes. I have a lala anyway.

But maybe we don't need to be the cutest mi'qote. Maybe the real cutest mi'qote is the friends we made along the way.