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We truly are a class full of protagonists.

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

_{@Majoras End@Ariamis}

Fine stepped in, her Skeleton Key slipping back into her sleeves as she did a quick survey of the room. Though lacking supernatural Awareness or an eye that can see into the Veil, her instincts made up the gap. Nothing within was dangerous, and the room itself looked to be a mixture between a dressing room and a security room. Eliza was already heading towards the escape hatch escaped down of, but the rubellite-eyed professional lingered, her gaze thoughtful as it rested upon the array of camera feeds.

You see that?

Yup-pyu.

Send me backup.

A sequence of movements, tracked down through the grainy feed, followed by a combination of strange sounds that must have served as an invocation of sorts. Within that room was a dark magical girl and a monster queen, and with the completion of that action, Fine closed her eyes. She heard the silence, the swing, the fall and thud of many bodies.

Hrm.

"Takes two treating each other to make a good date," Fine replied, following after Eliza. Her eyes gleamed in the darkness of the underground tunnel, the dank moisture parting around her attire. No more place to run for Evira, but the blonde dame didn't seem out for blood. Not right now, at least. "But here's my number. Private one." With a wink and a smile, she slipped a folded note into Eliza's pocket.

There, private life was done.

Now, it was pure business.

_{@Flamelord@BrokenPromise}

Liss, being a Genki Girl, was actually totally confident that she could smoothtalk and punch her way out of this problem, interdimensional travel be damned.

What she didn't understand, sadly, was that no one else had that sort of baseless confidence in her capabilities.

Which was almost the keystone to a grand tragedy, if not for the fact that Ren was neither hyper optimistic or suicidally depressed. Liss couldn't scry for a future that wasn't there though, and in the end, was just mildly confused when the door that she had locked popped open, revealing another world that definitely wasn't of smoke or fire. A mildly confused expression formed on Liss's face, doubly so when she saw Dusty looking half-way between dying and crying. "Uh...you can do that? Ok, cool! And I guess that'd be bad but..."

She crossed the boundary with a hop and a skip, stopping in front of Dusty. Slapping her chest with an open palm, Liss declared proudly, "I'm Liss the Flash Fist, and only the Contender can kill me! Something like the Ascendancy and monster girls never will! Not fire or warehouse collapse as well!"

Nevermind that he's done it like, twenty times now.

"Now, Ren, crazy stuff has happened, and I think I'm in the mood for some happy drinking now, so...got some good alien booze?"

From Oubliette to Oublioth [R.I.P]

Hahaha, everyone's packing Dispel Magic now, eh.

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Class C filling up with royalty, eh?

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Cool. I'll probably state this now, that this is Kress's first semester at Avalice, going into the IC.

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Gotcha. But the point I'm making here is that then it's unlikely that everyone spent the same amount of time in the Academy, due to the difference in age.

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Your age range goes from 15 to 17 though. In that case, isn't it more likely that you'll have some people in Class C who are completely new, and some people in Class C who have already been here for two years?

Arknights - Project Neptune

Really making them work for it, huh?

The pressure continued to build within Thrones. Simulated as it was, utilizing her Arts didn't give her any release, and she was beginning to feel her thoughts scatter against her skull, like pinballs against wood walls. Wasn't going to stop though. Had to maintain focus. Keep it together. Up, they just had to go up somehow.

Mule's shield gave the Sankta Caster time necessary to do a proper count. Ten droids equipped with firearms; absolutely disgusting that Retra would blaspheme the art of the controlled Originium explosion with mere machinery. No questioning the destructive power of them though; it was mercy enough that the gatling guns didn't shred what paltry furniture they had. Voices crawled into her mind. Her blood ran hot. Stop wasting time; she couldn't keep this up forever.

Translucent rings hardened over her palms.

"Ten seconds, ten droids." Thrones said to the others, one eye squinted as plaster dust burst above her. "The floor is lava."

Her heart accelerated as she dammed the building up of her Arts against her will, increasing the pressure so that it would explode.

"Carry me after this, Vlad."

And like that, Thrones stood up, thrusting both palms downwards. Her blood surged out, Arts crackling outwards as the air itself darkened from the density of her power. Immediately, the ten armed droids dropped prone, their guns unable to do anything but lay upon the ground, spraying bullets low. Even the VTOL staggered, though it had only been clipped by Thrones's Arts usage. In twenty heartbeats, she'll have to stop. In twenty heartbeats, the droids would be able to move again.

Hopefully, in twenty heartbeats, her squad of almost exclusively melee-focused operators could get the job done.

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Also, how exactly does the assessment thing work in terms of placing students into certain classes? Is Class C the dumping ground for underperforming students? What about the other 24 classes?

While I'm at it, are we all expected to have been at Avalice for the same amount of years, or what?

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By the by, Blu, when can we expect the IC?