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If he's unwilling to study, that's a personality problem. If he's incapable of studying, that's still not a problem when he's a Might lad.

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Most of Class C seem competent in terms of everything except for MAYBE their personality. And even then, that's a big maybe, in that they're all still functional human beings.

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Can't wait for Class C to inevitably get swole af, and then start cannibalizing each other. There's 14 of us, but only 7 seats after alllllll.

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

"Are you pleased?"

Thunder rumbled across the obscured heavens.

Lei Zi frowned. "Then I will continue."

She sheathed the consecrated blade. She dispersed her priest's staff. Amid charred and bloodied bodies, she stepped up and stepped out, ignoring those that still scurried within the halls of the warehouse. She had reaped enough; whoever remained was powerful, but insignificant all the same. Battles are won with individuals, but wars with numbers.

The rain continued to pour, torrential and violent. Lightning surged across the clouds, pointing the way to Lei Zi's next fiend, the next evil that must be slain.

So she walked on, sandals clacking against pavement, suffused in the elements of her God.

_{@BrokenPromise@Flamelord@twave@FamishedPants@Ariamis}

More allies came out of the woodwork, but Amaryllis spared them only a quick nod. She did not see familiar faces, friends. She saw the carnage instead, thick and unending. Charred bodies everywhere, and the stench of ozone caused by a lightning strike. Her Sword crackled in disappointment; there had been a slaughter here, and it had missed it totally. The Knight of Rose shared that same sentiment, for different reasons. A slaughter, and she had not been there to stop it.

Not like the stadium, where they could prevent such casualties. Not like the graveyard fight, where so many were involved, yet only a couple died. It was one thing to hear of it from Veronica, it was another thing to see the massacre in person. The stench, the blood. Crushed bodies, severed bodies, distended and bloated and broken. The corrupted and the pure alike. Amaryllis's heart pounded, and she forced her disgust into fury. Did it have to end like this? Did it have to start like this?

It didn't. Penrose would be reduced to ash before these immortal warriors could quench their thirst for vengeance. There had to be another way.

But first, she had work to do. Vengeance to be wrought. Condolences to offer. To save a friend, and to leave dozens more to die.

Was that right?

The Knight of Rose shot through the back halls. In her wake, rose buds clattered against the ground, not given the time to bloom.

_{@BrokenPromise@Flamelord}

The three of them walked off into the calm city night, zeppelins flying overhead. Much pizza would be eaten, drinks drank, and fun had. But that was a story for another time.

...

Something registered in Liss's brain.

"WAIT! YOU! IT WAS YOU WHO KILLED HIM!!!"

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Mm, it was nice to see that everyone had so many interesting opinions, and that they weren't afraid to share them either! This definitely was a change from his usual household circumstances, and Kress could definitely say that he liked it. Already, the young boy had a couple of quotes scribbled down from his peers, with bold statements such as "you're just as much of a loser as anyone here" and "a sage knows that all blame is foolish" and "sanhan kumranjahnman", which had to be a religious saying somewhere or the other. Even "I kicked them out of my life" was evocative and interesting, the sort of objection that seemed like an upgrade of "you can't fire me, I quit!" Certainly, the world beyond the estate was colorful and vibrant, in a way that was almost a bit scary.

Just almost. Such strong language from everyone usually only happened once Father and his business partners had too much to drink.

He kept pace with the professor as Nyx lead them to the plaza. With 26 classes, there definitely was a lot of cool variance. People wrapped from head to toe in fine silk. People bare-chested and bearing scale-like scars. People armored in what looked to be approximations of muscial instruments. People...woah, was that a giraffe? He'd never seen that before! Compared to the Miracle Seven that received tons of applause, Kress found himself more drawn to the sights of everyone and everything else. He'd practically committed all of the Miracle Seven to memory by now, from the 1st to the 107th; it was the rest of Avalice that drew the young boy's interest, and honestly, Headmaster Augustine couldn't have finished his speech fast enough.

"Thanks, Professor Nyx!" Waving cheerily as he ran off, Kress soon disappeared into the mass of humanity, lost amongst those bigger than himself.

Food stalls called for him, but club stalls called for him even more. Research societies for all types of magics and mights, and quite a few Miracle Seven fanclubs too! The Avalice Academy Cheer Squad did backflips off each other's shoulders. The Market Trends Research Club pulled out magical projections of graphs that all showed upwards climbs in profits. Up above, a dragon, brass and gear-born, screamed through the blue skies, banners advertising the Cult of the Clockwork God trailing behind it. And down below, the Arcane Paints Club was doing five minute portraits for all interested, their sharkman mascot posing alongside all the students. Weird that sharks were associated with painting, but hey, maybe they made pigments from hunters of the sea.

Which made this slightly macabre...but Kress didn't mind! It was interesting~!

Queueing up behind the mob of interested people under the assumption that it was a proper queue to begin with, the blue-haired youth patiently waited. And waited. And waited...

But the mob never really grew any smaller, and more people kept joining in from the sides...

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Beyond the food stalls, what else gas been set up? Are there clubs recruiting or something? Performances going on? School mascot doing sick moves?

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Think Blu's thinking of a post anyhow. Everyone's posted now, after all.

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>Nyx announces 1v1s
>everyone thinks they'll be fighting each other
>no, they're just going to fight Nyx

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Class C for Class Carnivore.

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I stand by the adage of 'My IC interactions shall be the judge!', Windel.