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Strawberry Romantic

you can put em in the character tab

Strawberry Romantic

there are others! probably

also nice! dimi and agmundr seem like a fun pair

Strawberry Romantic

1) they all get the Standard Pack of being stronger/more durable/healing faster, but beyond that, nope! their abilities are as unique or generic as you feel suits your character

2) yep

3) nope, all the mahous can see/communicate with all the spirits (when manifested - a spirit can choose to hide itself if it only wants to hang out with its specific partner, or hide itself to block interaction entirely. they can be as friendly or moody as you like)

also that sounds great! i'm excited to see what you come up with

HEROIC

reject long posts. embrace short posts

HEROIC

“I didn’t flee the scene, I’m right here.” Bouncer motioned to herself, as if that were all the reinforcement her counter needed. She didn’t remark on the rest of the fox’s warning; they couldn’t arrest her if they couldn’t catch her, and also the Chicago police had plenty of other reasons they might want to bring Bouncer into custody beyond a brief disappearance from the site of a structure fire they themselves never showed up to.

The fox did raise a good point though. Bouncer looked down at herself, tugging at the bloodsoaked shirt sticking to her stomach. She should probably change her clothes. Bouncer clicked her tongue, trying to remember the last time she had worn something other than this suit; did she even still have other clothes? What an exhilarating mystery she had stumbled upon. Bouncer looked up at the masked vigilante, her eyes slowly scanning up and down the other woman’s body. Somewhat blackened with soot, but considerably cleaner than herself and with a slightly higher guarantee of having a change of clothes. Hm.

“Maybe I shouldn’t go to the hospital,” Bouncer conceded, a conspiratorial lilt creeping into her voice.

Strawberry Romantic

1) dudes 100% acceptable
2) a mix of both! they're fully visible to everyone, but there's a "recognition filter" type thing to protect the cast's identities
3) i suppose the overall tone would be relatively action-comedy. more light hearted than something like PMMM, but i also don't want anyone to feel like they can't delve into darker territory when appropriate. so i suppose it would be something in the cardcaptor/precure range, yeah

Titan's Fall: The Abyssal Paradox

Máire’s boots kicked up dust as she and the dragon woman danced around each other, her blades slicing through the air past the masked figure in repetition. Close, closer but still not close enough. This woman wasn’t just skilled, she was experienced - but still ever on the defensive, her initial aggression seeming to fall away now that she had to split her focus between two opponents.

No, more; a pack of wolves descended on the battle as if from nowhere, fangs sinking quickly into the shapeshifter’s mass and the dragon woman’s leg. Máire made to seize the opportunity, but the sound of hooves beating against the earth forced her to jump back out of the path of a charging stag. There was a crack like thunder and a sudden burning shock hit the side of Máire’s face and chest, and she recognized the sensation of plasma rounds before her surviving eye marked the man astride the glowing deer.

Her hood was singed and melted in places, the visible parts of her face painted iron as a swarm of silver dust rushed to repair the damage. A blue-white flash filled the air a moment later, and Máire’s right eye flashed the same color to compensate for her shocked retina.

The man was on the ground, and the dragon woman had her back to her. Six blades formed by her hand in an instant, not willing to let the opportunity go to waste a second time. They shot forward, only to explode into dust as some great hulking flesh barreled into her, lifting her off her feet and enveloping her in its mass. She was ejected a moment later, catapulted into the air away from the battle. The silver dust lingering in the area instantly swarmed to meet her, sinking through her skin and back into her blood before her feet touched the ground.

She saw the shapeshifter linger for a moment, gazing at the masked figure, before it turned and dashed northward, screaming out to Máire to retreat in a new, feminine voice. She grit her teeth, staring down the warriors they were leaving behind, bitterness filling her mouth. Then she shot one of her blades into the air, grabbing an invisible link only she could feel and using it to pull her after the shapeshifter.

Máire flew swiftly across the Graves, generating a new blade each time the last started to lose momentum. She spotted Rat down below, and switched to using her current blade as a pendulum, swinging in a wide arc toward the messenger. Her hand reached out as she got close, and in the next instant he was squirming in her arm as they flew onward, following the shapeshifter.

mahou shoujo

beep

HEROIC

Bouncer gazed at the scene around them, firefighters and paramedics doing their best to handle the small catastrophe which had befallen the people who worked here. People who would be out of work, lost and confused and desperate, and she wondered how many of them would become just another bunch of lowlifes the city’s “heroes” cleaned up off the street everyday when that desperation pushed them to keep their families afloat. She looked up at the empty sky fed by slow pillars of smoke, and wondered if these beacons of danger would have been ignored if they’d risen from a bank, or a corporate tower, or a luxury high rise.

Then the fox mentioned police, and a short bark of laughter escaped Bouncer’s throat. The police. Certainly, a series of kidnappings by unknown thugs would make headline news… if the victims hadn’t all had just one thing in common. If they’d lived in different neighborhoods, kept better company, been more desirable, been richer. Been anyone other than the type damned by circumstance to disappear silently beneath an indifferent gaze that never looked down. Perhaps the disappearances would have never been noticed, if not for nosy sorts like that wolf woman or the pair of goths Bouncer had run into the night before.

Or a woman who had choked herself with smoke to pull a pair of mobsters out of a structure fire.

“Nah, I think I’ll just tell you.”

“Probably worked here,” Bouncer switched lanes to answer the fox’s question, her hands finding their way into her pockets. You weren’t supposed to put your hands in the pockets of fitted suits like the one she wore, and she remembered this with the same speed at which the fabric of her slacks became vacuum sealed to her ass. “Pretty sure he talked like this was his place. I dunno, he was…” Bouncer trailed off, trying to remember what she could of the encounter. The whole mess felt like a blind haze of pain and smoke. “...Friendly,” she said finally.

Her eyes squinted against a headache, trying to pull up what further details she could, but it felt like trying to grapple a bunch of eels. She never did have a head for remembering things; any time she’d been asked to help with something by the wolf woman, it was always one of her boys who remembered the important things and just told her what to do when they got there, like-

“Mateo!” the thought occurred to her so suddenly that Bouncer couldn’t help calling out. Of course, even if she didn’t remember much about the realtor guy, Mateo would. “Do you know what hospital they took those guys to?” she asked, spinning on the ball of her foot to face the fox woman directly.

HEROIC

Can't believe... our GM has set it up so Grim has to punch an old lady...

@Blazion

thats the stuff.... oh baby