Cherrywitch

Adventures of the Blood Rose Irregulars

Selva "Mjolnir" Bladecross
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"Char...?" Saying his name, Selva almost felt her voice crack. No... he wouldn't have, he was the most loyal of any of them. But her thoughts were sidetracked in disbelief as the white haired man left the shadows, tinged with the evil mark marring his skin. This was like a nightmare that Selva just couldn't bring herself to believe. She stared out at her ex-comrade, the betrayal sharpening her features.

"Don't apologize. Its me who should be sorry for ever thinking you had any morals or loyalty." The poisoned words left her mouth in quiet daggers, eyes a blistering charcoal.

Before Selva could protect her nose and mouth from the powder, it was too late. Her vision grew blurred as the huge woman fell to a knee, and eventually onto her side, the last image of Char and the cultist burning her sight before she blacked out.

Waking up with a throbbing headache, Selva began an attempt to lift her hand to her head in a robotic jerky way, but was cut short by the tight rope binding her. The soldier woman glanced around her frantically, similar to a cornered wild animal trying to assess its surroundings. Selva blinked away the fog over her vision, glaring pointedly at the three before her. If anything, it was more surprising they were able to drag the woman of pure muscle all the way here, never mind tie her up in a chair. The other point of interest was her equipment, Selva making sure to keep an eye on God's Fist warily. If I could just untie myself...

"Now to save you some trouble we have brought you here, I know the Vault is somewhere linked to this room. Char told me each of you had a piece to the puzzle and yours is the last I need. Now you just need to tell me what I need to know."

Her hazel eyes shot to Char hatefully, rolling slowly back to the third cultist. A defiant smirk twitched the corners of her lips, eyes narrowing as she gave her curt response: "Drop. Dead."

Then, everything seemed to happen in a flash. Crashing noises stirred the cultists' attention and drew it away from Selva, the woman already getting ready to pounce. Even without full range of motion or her hands, she figured she could still take on scrawny little punks like this... it was Char she was more hesitant on fighting barehanded- or, rather, barefooted.

Her eyes widened as the flash of silver reflected to her. A blade. So, this was how she died? At least she would never share the secret. Selva closed her eyes, preparing for impact. But, instead, she felt the ropes fall to her ankles. The blonde woman opened her eyes, raising her hands to glance at them in disbelief.

"I'm sorry Ms. Bladecross, I couldn't help the oth...."

Suddenly, the voice stopped. Selva leaped her to feet, knocking over the chair carelessly to kneel by her bleeding comrade, tears pricking her eyes. "I knew you would never... Dammit, Char, don't you dare die on me! Just hold on, I'll get you out of here soon. I can't... lose everyone..." Her fists clenched as she stood, glaring out of the part in her blonde hair. "YoU... YoU bOtH wIlL pAy FoR tHiS."

Selva snatched up God's Fist in fury, the jewels seeming to reflect her passion with their glow brightening. "YoU sCuM!" The hammer fell down on the earth like a quake, the entire cave seeming to shake from the force of the blow and a large crater left in its wake. The hammer lifted again, a ferocious yell leaving the pained woman as the weapon's head swung at the sides of the cultists. If it hit, it would send one flying into the other with inhuman strength, only to end up comically smashed into the wall. Selva readied another hit with the mighty weapon, eyes blazing with hatred.

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@AngelofOctober I added it when I posted the form in the characters tab, under appearance. ^_^

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

The Jester, Marie

"Don't be surprised when I use your own attacks against you!"

Name: Marie Strange
Nickname: The Jester, Dragon(Cry)'s Jester
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Marie is of average height at somewhere around 5'6", with a body of lithe muscles that are curved nicely at the hips and chest. She is a golden skin color, with short choppy white hair and thin eyebrows and a small nose and mouth. She has big red eyes pouty eyes on a soft heart shaped face with naturally blushed cheeks. She always has what she has on in the picture under her summer and winter outfit, and sometimes will wear this over it when she doesn't want to be noticed, as well as the mask shown in image hidden under the hood.
Guild Mark: A crimson color on her right collar bone.

outfits

Magic Level: A
Magic: Caster Type; Mimicry Magic. This type of magic allows the user to copy or "mimic" it's opponent's magic as well as any other Magic users' in the nearby area. The stronger the Magic copied is, the bigger the toll it takes on the user's body, it sometimes is even called a "forbidden" magic because of the physical suffering it has caused those who have misused it.
Marie also dabbles in visionary magic, also known as slight illusions.
Spells:
Flashbang is one of the illusionary magics, it creating a large flash of light that temporarily will blind opponents. It is used mostly as a getaway tactic and causes no damage.
Trickery is a combination of both mimicry magic and illusions. Instead of actually mimicking the opponent's magic physically, it only makes the opponent believe that Marie is attacking them with their own spells- where, in reality, it is only an illusion.
Ghoststep is her final illusionary spell. It makes the user completely invisible to the naked eye by blending her in with the background colors, similar to a chameleon. It takes concentration, so it keeps her silent as a ghost. Any break in concentration will end the spell abruptly and even cause damage.
Mimic is her most notable spell, and the one she is famous for. It allows her to step into the mind of her opponent (or allies!), and have the arsenal of their magical knowledge to her use- including their spells. Mimic can only be used on a single target at a time, so switching between people takes time and severely drains her if she does it quickly. Her range is currently who she can make see in the area. Mimicry only allows her to copy the person's moves, but it's at her own power level. Copying a spell which is stronger than she can handle will cause the damage it causes to be lessened to what her body can handle.
Perfect Mimic is a dangerous spell which Marie tries to avoid. This spell allows her to copy any kind of magic perfectly from those around her, including Godslayers, Dragonslayers, ancient magic and the like. This spell is used specifically to mimic spells which otherwise would be weakened if she tried to use her own magic power to wield them. After using this spell, Marie is battered with bruises and cuts and she is severely injured. If not careful, she could die.
Weapons: Exploding deck of cards she uses when she is low on magic and needs to make an escape.

Personality: Marie is a happy go lucky person, someone who has little worry about the world around her. She's always light hearted and loves to play. Though friendly to those she knows, Marie is standoffish to outsiders and can even be suspicious of them. It's hard to get close to Marie as a newcomer, but once you do she is very kind and almost overly affectionate. Marie is childish and never really takes things seriously, as everything is a game to the Jester. She has severe stage fright since childhood, but loves sweets- especially lollipops. Marie is easily influenced and is quite gullible, which does cause problems for her if she is left unattended.
In battle, she is much more focused and determined than usual. Still, she is easily distracted, and this comes as a severe fault.
History: Marie comes from a long line of a circus family, one particularly into using magic to enhance the thrill of being under the tent. Ever since she was young, Marie dreamed of being able to truly help people, not just entertain them but truly make them happy. She wanted to join a guild and be a wizard who always did jobs that saved people's lives, she didn't even care for the rewards. She knew it was impossible for a little circus girl, of course, and so just forgot about it.
Marie grew up at the circus all her life, but on her debut caught a terrible case of stage fright. And the night after that. And the night after that. She couldn't perform! Luckily, her parents had the idea to teach her a magic where she maybe copy others so she could play the performance without even thinking about it. The closest they could find... was mimicry magic.
Of course, it didn't work. Marie could copy the magic amazingly well, in fact she was a prodigy. But it didn't cure her horrible stage fright.
Her family was disappointed, but Marie saw this as her chance to get out into the world and follow her dreams of being a helper of the people! She left with a suitcase into town, with a small pouch of money given to her from her parents.
Unable to really do anything else, Marie acted as a common street performer, realizing that with small crowds and wearing her mask that the stage fright wasn't as terribly suffocating. She did this for about a year, living decently in a small apartment when she wasn't performing.
But she wasn't happy. Marie wanted to help people, but she didn't know how. While sitting in a cafe, she overheard talk of some sort of competition to get into a guild. Her heart soared at the very thought. Could she maybe make it? It was worth a shot... Looking about, Marie plucked a poster for it off a wall and made her way over as soon as possible to sign up.

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@Neo Is Delight Omg it would be hilarious. Just like "IM TRYING TO STEAL YOUR MAGIC BUT I KEEP USING MY OWN SPELLS, WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?!"

And I didn't put it because I decided I wanted to have her in the competition, but I guess I'll add it now for future reference. ^^

_PROJECT: P.H.O.B.I.A._

@Tenma Tendo No problem! ^_^

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@Neo Is Delight I finished the form. ^_^ And that would fall under "Perfect Mimic" where she would have to copy the entire magic to be able to use it, just as she would have to do with a Dragonslayer. This would put too much stress on her body, so she most likely wouldn't do it anyhow.

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@AngelofOctober Ahh, I can't really use discord because I only have a phone, but as long as youve seen it it's fine. ^_^

_PROJECT: P.H.O.B.I.A._

Thirteen

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"Well, you don't look okay to me."

Thirteen twitched at the words, mind suddenly racing with worried neurotic thoughts. I... I don't? What, why? Do I look worse than I thought? I mean, I obviously don't have half of my body turned into a spider, but... He fell into his anxious habit of chewing his lip, starting to pick at the skin on his forearm as if trying to see what was wrong with him.

Once he was sure everything was in order, Thirteen "relaxed" back into his place curled as far away and into himself from the green haired girl as he could get, dark Asian eyes darting quickly away and to his feet which he shuffled uncomfortably. Just get going... can't you see I'm not your friend here?

Just as he thought that, she spoke again, explaining that against his wishes she would in fact not go away. Thirteen tried not to visibly wince at the thought of someone always by him... just like, his "brother"... always with that idiotic grin trolloping along next to him wherever he went.

Thirteen's eyes widened slightly. N-no! I do deserve it! If you stay by me, then, then you'll... The dark haired boy lowered his face deeper into the warm safety of his scarf, shaking as he held himself tighter. She seemed like such a sweet girl... she didn't deserve to die from his stupid bad luck.

Before Thirteen could just flat out tell her to back off, she asked him for nickname ideas for himself. Though he wasn't sure why he was humoring her, he hesitantly started thinking. On his chart he caught a glimpse of in the nurses arms, the only thing he could remember was...

"Tr...Triska. From triskaidekaphobia." He mumbled quietly, voice almost muffled from the scarf on his mouth.

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@angelofoctober

EDIT: Finished!!

Hider

"Don't be surprised when I used your own attacks against you!"

Name: Marie Strange
Nickname: The Jester, Dragon(Cry)'s Jester
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Marie is of average height at somewhere around 5'6", with a body of lithe muscles that are curved nicely at the hips and chest. She is a golden skin color, with short choppy white hair and thin eyebrows and a small nose and mouth. She has big red eyes pouty eyes on a soft heart shaped face with naturally blushed cheeks. She always has what she has on in the picture under her summer and winter outfit, and sometimes will wear this over it when she doesn't want to be noticed, as well as the mask shown in image hidden under the hood.

outfits

Magic Level: A
Magic: Caster Type; Mimicry Magic. This type of magic allows the user to copy or "mimic" it's opponent's magic as well as any other Magic users' in the nearby area. The stronger the Magic copied is, the bigger the toll it takes on the user's body, it sometimes is even called a "forbidden" magic because of the physical suffering it has caused those who have misused it.
Marie also dabbles in visionary magic, also known as slight illusions.
Spells:
Flashbang is one of the illusionary magics, it creating a large flash of light that temporarily will blind opponents. It is used mostly as a getaway tactic and causes no damage.
Trickery is a combination of both mimicry magic and illusions. Instead of actually mimicking the opponent's magic physically, it only makes the opponent believe that Marie is attacking them with their own spells- where, in reality, it is only an illusion.
Ghoststep is her final illusionary spell. It makes the user completely invisible to the naked eye by blending her in with the background colors, similar to a chameleon. It takes concentration, so it keeps her silent as a ghost. Any break in concentration will end the spell abruptly and even cause damage.
Mimic is her most notable spell, and the one she is famous for. It allows her to step into the mind of her opponent (or allies!), and have the arsenal of their magical knowledge to her use- including their spells. Mimic can only be used on a single target at a time, so switching between people takes time and severely drains her if she does it quickly. Her range is currently who she can make see in the area. Mimicry only allows her to copy the person's moves, but it's at her own power level. Copying a spell which is stronger than she can handle will cause the damage it causes to be lessened to what her body can handle.
Perfect Mimic is a dangerous spell which Marie tries to avoid. This spell allows her to copy any kind of magic perfectly from those around her, including Godslayers, Dragonslayers, ancient magic and the like. This spell is used specifically to mimic spells which otherwise would be weakened if she tried to use her own magic power to wield them. After using this spell, Marie is battered with bruises and cuts and she is severely injured. If not careful, she could die.
Weapons: Exploding deck of cards she uses when she is low on magic and needs to make an escape.

Personality: Marie is a happy go lucky person, someone who has little worry about the world around her. She's always light hearted and loves to play. Though friendly to those she knows, Marie is standoffish to outsiders and can even be suspicious of them. It's hard to get close to Marie as a newcomer, but once you do she is very kind and almost overly affectionate. Marie is childish and never really takes things seriously, as everything is a game to the Jester. She has severe stage fright since childhood, but loves sweets- especially lollipops. Marie is easily influenced and is quite gullible, which does cause problems for her if she is left unattended.
In battle, she is much more focused and determined than usual. Still, she is easily distracted, and this comes as a severe fault.
History: Marie comes from a long line of a circus family, one particularly into using magic to enhance the thrill of being under the tent. Ever since she was young, Marie dreamed of being able to truly help people, not just entertain them but truly make them happy. She wanted to join a guild and be a wizard who always did jobs that saved people's lives, she didn't even care for the rewards. She knew it was impossible for a little circus girl, of course, and so just forgot about it.
Marie grew up at the circus all her life, but on her debut caught a terrible case of stage fright. And the night after that. And the night after that. She couldn't perform! Luckily, her parents had the idea to teach her a magic where she maybe copy others so she could play the performance without even thinking about it. The closest they could find... was mimicry magic.
Of course, it didn't work. Marie could copy the magic amazingly well, in fact she was a prodigy. But it didn't cure her horrible stage fright.
Her family was disappointed, but Marie saw this as her chance to get out into the world and follow her dreams of being a helper of the people! She left with a suitcase into town, with a small pouch of money given to her from her parents.
Marie wanted to help people, but she didn't know how. While sitting in a cafe, she overheard talk of some sort of competition to get into a guild. Her heart soared at the very thought. Could she maybe make it? It was worth a shot... Looking about, Marie plucked a poster for it off a wall and made her way over as soon as possible to sign up.

Dragons Cry, a Fairy Tail story

@Neo Is Delight Do you have room for another? ^_^ I was hoping to make a mimic magic tsundere girl huehuehue.