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Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

H i l a r i a

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K i m b l e

"Hilaria's glad to share the spotlight with Kimble!"

— Hilaria, ignoring lazy Pants

Kimble was moving along the beach on all fours, her face close to the sand; she had learned from stalking Alicia that she liked to collect seashells, and came up with a new idea to impress her.. “I’m going to find the prettiest seashell ever and give it to Mistress, nyah!” She spoke to herself enthusiastically, and kept combing the sand. Eventually, she found what looked like a small hole. “Maybe there’s one here...” Distracted by the scent of sunblock, she hardly noticed how she ended up peering into the keyhole of Hilaria’s swimsuit until she had placed a hand on her, causing her to jump in surprise. “Nyah! Sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was moving.”

“Ooo, watch those pointy bits.”

Hilaria did not display any embarrassment or signs of being upset, instead offering a kind smile to Kimble as she picked up a bottle of sunscreen that had dropped out of its hiding place. When she was finished, Hilaria smiled at Kimble. “Oh, that’s very alright.” she said, easily dismissing the accident. “These kinds of things happen sometimes.” the big... hearted magical girl patted Kimble on the back with perhaps a little more force than was comfortable. “You seem distracted. Hilaria wonders if something is troubling you. Do you need help?”

Kimble made a distressed meow when she was patted with slapping force, a little fang showing from her biting her lip. “Oh, Kimble was just looking around,” she answered with a smile as she looked up at the taller girl, taking the girl’s eccentric mannerisms in stride. “Kimble is glad that you don’t mind. You’re very soft!” She then blinked at the realization. Then, as if a light bulb was switched on, her eyes turned wide and ears popped from getting an idea. “Hey! Can you join Kimble in the next round of the Keijo tournament?” She took Hilaria’s hand, her tails waving behind her. “Kimble heard that most opponents work in teams, and Kimble is afraid she might lose and drop into the water by fighting alone, nyeh. But maybe if you’re there to save Kimble, Kimble can win and buy Mistress-Doll!”

“Keijo~?” the busty altruist raised a finger to her lips as she pondered what her answer would be, either oblivious to her copycat (heh) or simply not caring. This action, naturally, took all of 3 seconds before she came to a rather predictable conclusion. Clasping her other hand around Kimble’s, she beamed a smile to her newly acquired feline ally. “Of course! Hilaria would love to join you if you think she can help~!” she gleefully exclaimed, shaking Kimble’s hand. “In that case, Hilaria thinks introductions are in or--...” pausing, the girl’s expression slowly soured. “Oh, I suppose we don’t really need to do that, do we?”

Kimble nodded, causing her fluffy ears to flop. “Nyeah! I’m so happy to hear that!” She then giggled as Hilaria realized both have already introduced themselves. “Now come Hilaria, let’s go sign up!”

However, Kimble’s dreams would be shattered as she went to the arena.

“WHAT? Why nyot?” Kimble frowned before the arena’s reception desk as she looked a Dan’s shaking head. “Sorry, but Hilaria is not qualified to play as your partner, as she hasn’t played a first round match.” For a moment, Kimble’s eyes turned slitted, and she let a slight hiss, before she turned away. “F-Fine...” She then walked away, her ears drooping and tails dangling low.

Once outside, she sighed. “Nyeh...Sorry to have dragged you in like that, Hilaria. I didn’t really think about this.”

Hilaria was frowning, but shook her head. “Hilaria really wanted to save you from being pushed into the water during your matches.” she sighed. “If anyone should be sorry, it should be Hilaria, for not being qualified to be your partner.” the silver-haired girl spoke. There was little she could do about the situation, since she couldn’t participate. “What will you do, Kimble? Hilaria can’t join you, but perhaps we can find someone who can?”

Kimble gave a sad little smile, and nodded. “Nyeh...Maybe. I just hope it’s not too late. Well, maybe we should go to the cafe, and see if I can find someone else.” With that, Kimble began slowly walking with Hilaria. “Hilaria...” At one point she spoke up. “Have you ever liked someone a lot? I mean, so much that you would do anything for them?”

“Mmm~? Why do you ask?” Hilaria was confused by Kimble’s sudden question, and the topic was one she’d rather avoid. Yet she had no reason to lie to Kimble, either.. “Hilaria has lived a long time, so she's definitely felt that way before.” she answered, feeling a bit uneasy about the direction the conversation was headed.

Kimble nodded, looking surprisingly thoughtful for a catgirl traipsing around. “Can nyou keep a secret, Hilaria?” Kimble asked as she hopped on a few cobblestones.

There was a short pause as Hilaria entertained the idea of cutting Kimble off. She was confident she knew what was going to happen next, and for Hilaria, it was not a pleasant topic in the least. But the same could be said about any talk about relationships, and she had yet to help Kimble, so perhaps it was the least she could do. “Speak in confidence. It will remain between Hilaria and Kimble.” she said.

Kimble lifted up to her tippytoes, beckoned for Hilaria to lower her head, and she whispered to her ear: “I love Mistress.” Afterwards she blushed, and turned away. “She saved my life. And she has given me a nyanderful home. I was afraid she would reject me, but she instead wanted to get to know me! She has so many responsibilities, but she spared some of her time with me!”
She then stopped, seeing the cafe up ahead. “And that’s why I need to show Mistress I’m more than a pet! I can fight, and save others. I’ll be super reliable. That’s what she likes...I hope.”

Hilaria seemed somewhat troubled, but she had agreed to listen knowing that would be the case. “You must feel so elated, Hilaria thinks.” she spied the cafe as well. If they were lucky, someone who was able to compete would be free. “Reliability is a very good trait to have. Hilaria hopes you the best in your romantic endeavor…” she trailed off, but she was clearly about to say something else. Suddenly, she offered a smile. “But for now, let's get you a partner that can watch your back~”

“Thanks, Hilaria!” Kimble answered with a happy purr, and proceeded to enter the cafe with a swing of her tails. Valerie was leaning against the counter with her arms, watching the broadcast of a Keijo match between Lily and Amaryllis. However, she quickly turned to greet the two with a smile. “Welcome! What would you like to have? We have a sale on mango smoothies~”

Kimble nodded, placing a couple of coins on the counter. “Nyeah, that sounds good. But, umm...Miss Valerie, do you know about about the Keijo tournament?” She asked, to which Valerie shouted from the backroom: “Sure do!” Kimble smiled a bit.
“Did any of the winners come here recently?”
Valerie came back with a couple of glasses, and handed them over to the girls. “Winners, huh? Well, I do know that Sally won a match against a ghost girl. She’s right over there.”

She pointed with her thumb to the back, where Sally was sitting and watching the other TV display. “Oh, is something the matter?” Sally asked. “Hi Sally!” Kimble greeted her. “Could you join me in the next Keijo match? I’d need a partner since all the other winners have one...”
Sally shrugged. “Sorry, can’t help. Remember the island rule? It applies to the whole thing.”
“Nyehh...” Kimble’s ears drooped, and she sighed. “What will I do now? It’s hopeless,” she mumbled, and left the cafe, leaving her drink on the counter.

Hilaria couldn't stand to see someone she promised to help be so down. She left the bar along with Kimble, matching the girl's pace. "Hilaria is sad to see things turn out this way, but don't lose heart, Kimble~!" she gave the girl a soft pat on the shoulder. "This chance slipped out of your hands, sure, but it wasn't like you didn't try."

As they continued to walk towards a destination currently unknown, Hilaria thought back a very short while ago to when Kimble confided in her, and revealed her feelings. More importantly, the adorable expression of a lovestruck girl as she thought about the person with her heart resided. It definitely seemed genuine. It was also cute.

More importantly, though, was that in Hilaria's opinion, it was an expression only an ignorant person could make. A person who knew not of the risks that were associated with lending someone your heart. But even if it was something painful, it was definitely not her place to deny Kimble the ability to grow as a person because of it. And most people were adamant about not learning from other's experience. Hilaria thought to cheer the girl up, however she might be able.

"So," Hilaria spoke, having taken on a faster pace now, and was a few steps ahead of Kimble. "Kimble, you wanted to prove you could be reliable for the one you like, didn't you?" having made a decent lead against the feline, Hilaria turned to face her. "Then you should be happy, because this is a chance! At least in Hilaria's opinion, a person who can accomplish a goal in spite of hardship is a very reliable one~! Hilaria is sad that Keijo did not work out for you, but if that was the only way to prove someone could be reliable, then we'd be in trouble. We just gotta think of another way, is all~! Wouldn't you agree?" Cliche, perhaps, but most things were, to Hilaria. That did not mean the message she was trying to get across was any less true.

Kimble looked unsure at first, pouting at Hilaria. “Nhh...I guess you’re right.” She slowed down as the other girl moved before her, and then managed to smile at the pep talk. “You’re right, Hilaria.” Her ears sprung up. There’s always another way! That’s what Mistress taught me! But, what to do...”

It was at that point that the two heard an announcement from the arena’s loudspeakers: Alicia had been chosen as a finalist for the tournament. At first, Kimble couldn’t believe her ears, having realized she was not picked. “What! A secret rule? Dan’s not fair! But, huh? Mistress is going to the finals?”
Then, as if a flash of inspiration hit her, her eyes gleamed. “I knyow! I’ll make the biggest and prettiest flag ever, and wave it really hard! I’ll cheer harder than anyone else!” She took Hilaria’s hand, looking up at her with a serious expression. “Hilaria, can you teach me how to sew? I don’t know how, nyah.”

Hilaria was elated to see Kimble’s mood lightened, and the cat girl’s newfound goal was something she was confident she could help with. If there was anything the ancient magical girl could do, it was… well, a lot of things. She had the time. She was just happy that she could use her knowledge to help someone. “Hilaria would love to! She’s pretty good, you know~! She won't let you down again!” but then she remembered something. “But Hilaria didn’t bring any sewing supplies with her…” Hilaria’s smile dropped. “Do you think the store would have any?” she asked.

“Let’s go and ask, nyah!” Kimble responded with a happy cat smile, and began leading her once again.

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Silly-wet
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Pen A

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Not too long after breakfast, and even less so than the end of the conversation she had with her own shadow, Silhouette still hadn't found stable footing. That is to say, her mind could be a little bit more organized in the thought department. Emotionally, she felt lost. Despite what she said earlier to Shade, she wasn't entirely sure she really did want to get close to anyone. She wanted to rationalize it as just saying that to placate her own shadow, but then the realization that if it was her own shadow encouraging her to do this, then she must have subconsciously wanted to reach out.

So was she really being pressured, then?

Discarding a lifetime and a half of cold indifference was a process that one could not call 'simple'. Strong feelings and emotional attachment had never been necessary to her before. They would have been detrimental to her job, if anything. And if she were to be honest, since her purpose now was to ensure Veronica's will was carried out, they'd still be such.

Even still, it was clear that somewhere in her desired change from this life of monotony. And she would not just settle for any old change, either. Were that the case, she'd have long since let go and allowed her edgy dark side corruption to claim her. Given that she feared that sort of outcome, it was quite obvious that was not what she wanted. To her, that could only mean she wanted to try being more human, less machine. Even if that left the potential to be betrayed.

Although, to her, these matters were of significant importance, as was usual, she was snapped out of deep thought by external factors. Namely, Shade getting her to join this 'keijo' tournament. This was somehow supposed to be the start of her 'new self' or what have you, in that it was supposed to help her... 'form bonds' or something? Silhouette still wasn't sure how Shade came to such a conclusion, but nevertheless, her Shadow did indeed seem to think this would be the case. Besides, there was at least a gold coin in it for her, so there was that.

The assassin curiously watched the butt-tle between Penny and Kimble unfold, a spectator along with Shade. She took great interest in the unfolding events, taking note of each and every detail of the skirmish in an attempt to translate that to a better chance of her succeeding when it came her turn to step on to the stage. Though she did not exactly get many chances to betray this, Sil was definitely the competitive sort. As far as she was concerned, second place was the same as last place, no matter what. Not winning meant you lost, and if you lost, then you certainly could have done better.

So Samantha Howard watched this fight as close as a weeaboo inspects each episode of the anime adaption of his favorite obscure light novel or eroge. She monitored every aspect of the battle and its participants, every little detail there was. Not even a single follicle on their rear ends escaped her observation. Silhouette found herself enthralled by the display, and eager to see who would claim victory. Would it be Penny, or Kimble? The outcome seemed somewhat obvious, butt it was always possible for the cat to claw their self out from behind. Each second was thrilling. Sil was excited, all the way up until the end, where something abhorrent had taken place.

WHAT IS THIS BULLCRAP!?

She witnessed Kimble winning the battle. Because she had been so keen on details, Silhouette saw the end for what it was. The small but intentional movement Penny made to throw the fight did not go entirely unnoticed by Sil. It was not one she cared for. She even felt frustrated. How could someone just abandon victory like that? She wasn't sure. "I'll be back." Sil told Shade. "Get me when it's my turn." She left towards the juice bar for a drink right afterward.

Silhouette had begun sipping her drink by the time Penny appeared. As the girl sat down, Silhouette glanced at her direction. "How much are you getting paid to take a dive like that?" she asked plainly. She was curious and that was it. The disappointment and frustration were minimal, and didn't affect Silhouette too badly. Besides there wasn't too much reason to get too invested. She couldn't fathom any other reason than money, so that meant there probably wasn't any significant meaning or importance to it. Just money being made is all.

The measured walk here had done its job for Penny and the volatile mix of hurt, sorrow, and anger had been, for the most part, set aside in favor of resignation. She had been hoping to incite a reaction from Kimble, and she got one, just hadn’t expected the revelations that came with it.

“I’ll take a pitcher of ice” She ordered running a hand down her face before sitting down, yet before she could start to settle in a question had been sent her way. Turning she regarded the other girl at the counter with her “Greetings to you too Silhouette” Penny would reply dryly before shrugging and looking back to the television set in the wall behind the counter “One Gold for competing, and I get to maintain some dignity while helping out a friend” Came her equally dry answer, not bothering to try and hide the fact that she had thrown the match.

It didn’t surprise her that all that much that someone noticed, less that the one who did notice was someone who had tried to kill her once before. It did surprise Penny that they bothered to confront her about it though, regardless she was a bit drained emotionally at the moment. Shoving down heartbreak was never easy.

Silhouette didn't speak right away. She glanced over the mechanical shoujo with a mostly blank gaze, before turning back to her drink and taking another sip. Dry though in delivery, that answer was more than enough to placate Sil, who wasn't normally a very curious person when it came to personal matters. In fact, she was just about to get up and leave without another word, but she found her body not going through with the action, merely sitting there.

Hmm?

“Aren’t people supposed to look a lot happier when they help a friend?” she asked. The words left her mouth of their own volition. It was almost like she was possessed, but she was still actually in full control of her body. Perhaps it was just hard to accept she intentionally asked this.

Well, it was of no particular consequence, she swiftly concluded. There wasn’t exactly any sort of risk in doing so. She imagined the worst-case scenario being Penny ignoring or brushing her off, so it wasn’t really any skin off her bones. Still, even bothering with this was far beyond what was the norm for her.

“You know what they say” Penny would respond with a sigh as her pitcher of ice was placed down in front of her. “No good deed goes unpunished” She snagged one of the top pieces of ice and simply squeezed it between her fingers the frozen cube shattering near instantly.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad to have helped her out” She explained as she went on, glad to have a willing ear for the moment “Just learned something that I wasn’t expecting, and that’s what has me down” She picked up another ice cube, and crushed it much the same way she had the first one.

“Have to say I’m surprised that you confronted me about it. Any particular reason why?”

Given the apparent effect it had on Penny, it seemed as though Silhouette wasn't paying attention to the most important part of the battle. Who could blame her for focusing entirely on the physical aspect of the battle, though? Naturally, she was entirely ignorant of the discussion.

"..." Silhouette looked down at her half-full glass, but did not end up doing anything with it. "Can't say I blame you. I imagine I come off as someone who normally wouldn't confront people about things like this. And that's certainly true -- I wouldn't." she began, gaze unmoving. "But I had taken an interest in that contest, strangely, and felt a bit disappointed by how your fight ended. Not enough so that I'd go out of my way to find you, but since you wound up here with me, I figured I'd see what that was all about." finally, she took another drink from her glass. "I will admit that you gave me a rather odd answer, though. Mood-altering revelations aren't what I'd expect in the middle of a keijo battle."

“Wouldn’t have pegged you as a Warrior” Penny gave the mahou next to her a long look before turning her attention back to her pitcher of ice as she pulled out another cube “Good to know, but you were never going to get an interesting show from me when it came to Keijo, hell yesterday I nearly swore it off entirely. The upcoming water gun fight is a different story though”

“As for the revelation, well that's one of the dangers of competing against allies” she would quip, slowly grinding the ice down rather than outright crushing it. “Though I doubt Kimble knows that she has given me one” She sighed “Only one other might know, but I have my doubts that they care” A shrug followed, along with Penny picking out another piece of ice to grind away.

"You don't get that sort of impression from me? How strange." Sil wondered what Penny thought she was in that case. Well, it was true she didn't exactly bring up the stereotypical image of a warrior. But she wasn't too keen on ditching her top, gaining bulk, and wielding an axe, so she obviously wasn't too concerned. "I guess our definitions of that word differ."

The fact she seemed rather unenthusiastic about partaking of the sport was somewhat disappointing, but if anyone, Silhouette could relate. Were it not for the gold coin(s) promised and an incredibly pushy shadow, she would have been unlikely to give the game a second glance. That water gun fight, on the other hand. "Guess we'll see each other at the water gun fight, then." she downed what was left of her drink before the conversation moved on to the more personal matter.

"Oh?" sounded to Sil like her situation was relatively complicated. Or maybe it wasn't? Sil's lack of experience in this regard made it hard to really deduce the severity, so she couldn't properly empathize. But at least she knew there was something of moderate importance going on behind the scenes of that match. "So this unintentional revelation involves a third party? Sounds rather rough, whatever it is." she mulled over what it might truly be, but all she could think of was a love triangle like you might find on a movie catered towards women. Sil doubted it was something like that, but it was a rather entertaining thought. "Do tell me if I'm getting too nosey, but did you intend on confronting the other person, whomever they were?"

“You just seemed more like a Collector or a Builder to me” Penny replied with a shrug as Sil mulled over the answers she had given, taking a moment to ponder over her own willingness to actually talk to Silhouette. Eventually deciding that in the end it was likely similar to the reason she had tracked Veronia down, she would be seeing more of the Assassin in the future. No reason not to be amicable to her.

The next question posed to her took a bit longer for Penny to reply, and she was careful to only grab the ice as she rolled the thoughts in her head around, as most of the ice she picked up was crushed instantly “No” Came the answer “I.. I’m not too surprised really. Plus bringing it up would just make things uncomfortable between us” She would explain a bit before shrugging “It’s nothing that I can’t get over either, more just a shock to the system than anything else” She half lied. She could get over it, but it was a fair bit more painful than just a simple shock to the system.

“I see.”

Silhouette wasn’t sure what to make of that. She was playing it off as something relatively minor, but there was a feeling it might have been more than that. But it was not Sil’s place or in her interest to bother too much with that. The fact Penny said anything at all to Sil was definitely more than she could really say she expected, what with the fact they’d swapped limbs a while back. Most people hold a grudge after a life-or-death fight. “Well, I will not pry any further.” she told Penny, leaning back into her chair. “I will say something, however. Despite your ongoing relationship with Veronica, it surprises me to see that you did not immediately turn me down. I’m not one to sing my own praises, but up until our encounter, there was only ever one person to engage me in battle and not perish. I always imagined that if it did happen again, that the next person would be a fair amount more hostile in the next encounter than you are being at the moment.”

Sil spoke with feigned indifference in her tone. Most of her words landed how she desired them to, but, perhaps ironically, a bit of arrogance laced her words when she spoke about not singing her own praises. She certainly had a bit of pride, even if she otherwise pretended not to. “Well, I do understand your ongoing relationship with Veronica influences this.”

“Veronica does have a bit to do with it” Penny would agree as she rested her elbows on the counter top, still absently picking away at her supply of ice cubes “But I don’t really hate people anymore. Regardless if they are the ones I’ve killed or if they have tried to kill me, hate doesn’t appear.” She went on to explain her gaze reflecting somewhere in her past “Almost certain it has something to do with my prolonged lack of humanity, or perhaps something with how I was drafted in to the community, but hate and a few other emotions just don’t stick for me anymore. Only person I’ve hated in the last while was Elroy, and my hate for him stopped with his death.” She gave a simple shrug, it was something Penny had just grown to accept about herself. Still she knew what her own triggers were when it came to developing a black hate for someone, and she knew better then to advertise what they were.

“Anymore? So then this apathy was not always there? Interesting.” Sil mused. It made sense when she thought about it. Not everyone was as… detached from their emotions from the get-go like Silhouette had been. Drastic changes in personality from their human lives to their lives as a superior being should be a given.

“I take it you don’t harbor any hard feelings yourself, considering I’m pretty sure I destroyed your shoulder when we fought”

“You would be correct. It would be disingenuous to claim I did not experience fu--” Sil caught herself, and immediately cleared her throat. “--er, frustration when dealing with an unexpected obstacle. I also do not enjoy losing limbs, either. But what’s done is done, and judging by your attitude, you did not appear before me back then with the specific intention of fighting me, so we simply had a conflict of interests at the time. So long as you see things roughly the same, then I don’t see any reason to act in a harsh way towards you, so long as we have no particular need for conflict.”

Penny let out a snort at Silhouette's verbal stumble, resisting the urge to roll her eyes, knowing easily what it was the other girl had been about to say, but regardless, would nod her agreement to the description of their current standing. ”Works for me”

“Also, I wouldn’t call it apathy” The mechanical girl would move on picking out a few more ice cubes to crush “I‘m not distanced from my emotions, they just work differently most of the time.” She would try to explain “I do have an apathy setting though, leads to something much worse when it gets flipped however.” She would shrug afterwards, not really caring if Sil understood or not.

Silhouette thought that that was a weird thing to say, but then remembered who she was speaking to. Having been present at the Graveyard, she understood that that wasn’t the worst of it. “Is that so?” she eyed the empty drink she had. “Sounds troublesome.”

“It is what it is.” Penny would comment with a shrug “Considering your... Competitive nature I take it your going to be participating in a match?” She asked gesturing towards the screen that was displaying the current Keijo match.

The assassin’s red eyes darted back to Penny. “Things turned out that way.” she sighed. “Though I wouldn’t say it’s because of my ‘competitive nature’ as much as I’d say it’s because a certain idol somehow managed to convince me it’d be a bigger pain not participating.” She explained to Penny, pretending there wasn’t a different reason for her participation. “Still, the reward is well above what I’d expect out of something like this, so I suppose I’ll do what I can. Though I don’t believe I can buy coffee with it, two gold coins is still nothing to scoff at.”

“Somehow I doubt you’re the only one whose gotten roped into participating.” The mechanical girl would say picking out another pair of ice cubes, wondering which Idol it was that could push Sil into Keijo. “But I agree the rewards is rather a good incentive. The second gold just required more than I’m feeling like giving. Still, depending on who your up against, I’ll try and root for you.”

“And is there a reason you like coffee so much?”

Because my FC is Joker who lives in a cafe that is known for its good blend so lmao

“You learn to love it if your life depended on it like mine did.” Sil responded, her lips slightly turning upwards into a smile, presumably because she was thinking about that which she held dear. “I was never allowed to have my internal clock settle because my schedule, back when I was just a normal person, was never consistent. Early mornings, late nights, all-nighters. To try to do so in a mortal body like that was suicide, so it fell upon coffee to accompany me through that hell.” she did speak as though she was reminiscing about an old war buddy, or something of that nature. “Helps that it’s a rather mundane and nondescript thing to favor. All sorts of people enjoy coffee, after all. Businessmen, athletes, teachers, police officers. Kept me from standing out, which is something I tend to prefer.”

Sil, perhaps realizing she speaking a lot more than was typical, cleared her throat. “I suppose I enjoy the taste quite a bit, as well.” she said, pretending that she did not need to intentionally stop herself from going on about it.

Penny couldn’t stop a small smirk from forming at Sil’s explanation, more so because it was perhaps the most emotive she’d seen the rather stoic girl. “You’ll have to show me where to get a good cup in Penrose sometime” She’d say offhandedly “Used to drink it back before, but it just doesn’t taste the same anymore”

Samantha nodded. "Assuming circumstances allow us, I wouldn't be averse to doing so." she agreed. With them having spoken for a good few minutes, Silhouette imagined it was nearing the time when Shade would come retrieve her. She did not bother to order another drink as she waited.

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

S i l l y S h a d e

"...Dolphins."

Samantha Howard

"It's all sunny from now on boys~"

Shade

Samantha Howard had arrived at the table early on as well, and had remained mostly quiet as she chowed down on the standard, but quite tasty, breakfast. She would have preferred coffee to go along with it, but OJ would suffice.

Though her expression lacked in the whole 'lively' department, she was still feeling embarrassed by the outfit she was made to wear, but a certain dilemma had overtaken her attention.

Why is everyone acting like it's normal to eat breakfast with a dolphin?

There were countless oddities in the strange magical world they inhabited. Things like world-ending elder gods, sentient trains, dragons, and Alexander. She could deal with all of these things, but for some reason it was different with the dolphin. He was just there, existing, talking, being sentient... menacingly.

She glanced his way, her eyes narrowed. She had the swimsuit to deal with, she did not need this dolphin making her feel even more uncomfortable, or these other girls attempting to gaslight her.

Just then, the girl sitting beside her spoke up. "Is something wrong, Sil-y?" she asked. Naturally, the girl was Sil's shadow taking the form of an idol known as Shade. She sat with a plate full of breakfast in front of her, but there was only a single bite taken out of it even after all this time.

"...nothing." Silhouette turned, noticing the plate. "Why aren't you eating?"

Shade looked dejected as she spoke. "Ah, see about that... well, after taking a bite, I noticed I wasn't feeling hungry. Then I realized that that should have been obvious. Why would I need to eat?"

Silhouette merely shrugged in response. "Oh, that's true. I suppose I am guilty of overlooking that too."

The time Shade spent feeling down about this fact was rather short, as Dan loudly announced the Keijo tournament. Her eyes lit up in response. "Oh, we have to do that!" she exclaimed, earning an unpleasant look from her 'sister'.

"Hey, do Idols have slang, or what?" Sil inquired.

Albeit a bit confused, Shade answered her question regardless. "Um... I don't think so? I mostly just use positive, cute-sounding words when I speak, at least. Why do you ask?"

Sil sighed. "Sorry." she said. "Just wanted to see if there was a more creative way to say 'no' to you, is all."

Shade did not seem put down by this. She almost seemed to have expected it. "Looking forward to the future and being open minded are part of our core values. There's no need for such a word."

"How lovely." Sam took a sip of her OJ.

Uninterested in continuing the discussion, Silhouette attempted to continue eating her breakfast. Unfortunately, she was dealing with a rather stubborn idol.

"Come on, you shut-in! How are you going to turn down an opportunity to make fun memories and maybe even friends?"

Sil blankly stared at Shade for a moment. She soon slowly looked down at her food, making sure Shade followed her gaze. But there was nothing wrong with her plate, aside from the fact Sam was mostly done eating it. It wasn't something interesting, at least. But while Shade tried to figure out what Sil was doing, the magical girl continued. Stabbing what remained of her egg, Sil raised the fork to her mouth and took a bite in what was perhaps the most drawn out action she could physically muster. Finishing the bite, eventually, she looked back up to Shade. "Like this."

It wasn't long before Shade smacked the plate with enough force to send it flying. There was an oddly comedic sound coming from the plate as it zoomed out into the horizon, never to be seen again. Samantha stared longingly at the spot where her plate of food had once resided, before turning a sharp glare towards Shade. "What do you hope to accomplish by robbing me of one of the few things that keeps me anchored to this world willingly?"

Shade scoffed. "Really? Eating is that important to you? You DESPERATELY need friends if that is the case. You don't even eat enough for it to be a quirk, either. Do you realize just how embarrassing it is to tell people you're related to me?"

Perhaps to Dan's benefit, Sil's narrowed gaze was now upon Shade. "What? How does that justify denying me what was rightfully mine? And when have you ever even had the chance to have that conversation?" Sil was obviously irritated, but maybe not as obvious as it should have been, as she'd immediately stolen Shade's plate after speaking, finishing what Shade had started earlier.

"Uh, well, I haven't yet! But if I did, then it'd be very sad. I can imagine it now: 'Oh, that's just my sister!' 'What does she like? Oh, I dunno, coffee, I guess?' Pah, what kind of nonsense is that? If you weren't so cute, I'm sure people would take more interest in watching paint dry, you stick in the mud!"

The assassin finished chewing before she spoke. "I don't see what's wrong with coffee, but I assure you that's not the only thing I like. I also enjoy flawlessly completing a mission and strawberries." she explained.

"That's what I'm talking about! Who is going to want to talk about coffee and completing missio--- wait, you like strawberries?" Shade suddenly stopped to ask.

"Yes, what of it? You should know this already."

"There's not exactly anything wrong with it, and I did... it's just that it's so unfitting of your character that hearing it made me realize how strange it was." she explained.

This apparently did not sit right with Silhouette, whose tone began to betray her agitation. "What does that mean?"

"Ah, uh, I just mean you give off a rather bland impression. Were it not for your proficiency for stabbing things, then I wouldn't think twice if someone told me you were once an background, NPC-like office worker. Ya know the sort? Like you woke up at like 7am and worked for 8 or so hours, then came home and drank some milk right before bed and never really proved to be good enough to promote but wasn't exactly bad at their job either so your career stagnated. Had acquaintances you'd sometimes drink with but no 'true' friends, and never married or had children. No serious health issues as confirmed by your last check-up. Sorta like you existed, but your existence in the world had so little impact that removing you from it would have no substantial consequences." she had spoken this all in one breath, so Shade needed a second to inhale. She did so, then went ahead and added one more thing, "So basically, you seem like someone whose favorite food is a ham sandwich."

"...Are you trying to confuse me or irritate me with that extremely specific example you gave just then?" Sil set her utensil down and then looked at Shade directly. "Because you're doing both. And I still don't know what you're getting at, either. What does ANY of that have to do with my liking strawberries?" the assassin demanded.

"Isn't it obvious? Strawberries are, like, cute and appealing! They're vibrant, tasty, and full of life. Definitely not boring. So it just felt odd hearing you liked them, is all." she innocently answered. Or so it appeared, but it was more likely she was trying to rouse some sort of reaction from Sil.

Not to let her efforts go to waste, there was no pleasantness in Sil's voice or her expression. "Do you find pleasure in this? Does telling me how boring I am give you some sort of satisfaction? I'm beginning to wonder if you're even mine at this point." ignoring her food, the assassin was staring at her disobedient shadow, obviously contemplating whether or not she'd keep it around. Perhaps sensing this, Shade's playful expression turned somewhat sour.

"I'm not going to say I don't find it enjoyable to mess with you, but I think it's for the best." she said. "If I say you're boring enough, I'm hoping you might try to do something about it. It's no good, you know! Do you want your funeral to be attended exclusively by people who come out of obligation?" Shade asked.

Silhouette shook her head, her eyes and tone a bit less intense than before. She answered the question seriously. "Never bothered to think about what would happen after I die, honestly. Is there any point? That sounds like time better spent avoiding the need for a funeral."

The idol girl let out a frustrated sigh, the conversation now getting to her instead. "You're not exactly wrong, but you're missing the point. The moment before you die, when your life's directer tells you 'exit stage left' and you've passed on, will you be alright with the life you see flash before your eyes? Would you have no regrets?" she asked.

Samantha couldn't answer immediately. She wondered why the shadow clone she'd made to help her through a rather embarrassing time was now pressing her hard for subjects she never once bothered to think too hard about. Honestly, it baffled her. She had gotten frustrated with Shade on more than one occasion, but as far as she was concerned, Shade was an object, not a person. A tool to be used and nothing more. So it was worrying that it was showing this level of sentience. Having made up a persona on the spot, it was only meant to be a surface-level personality imbued with tropes she had picked up... for reasons. But now it was acting out in a way she could have never predicted.

"I," Sam begun. Despite her confusion at being asked such a question by her schatten, of all things, she couldn't help but think about what her answer should be. If her hourglass emptied, would she be content with the life she had lived as a magical girl? She... couldn't say she would be, thinking on it. Were she able to say she was, she wouldn't be terrified of the thought of losing herself to the creeping darkness, the insanity that lay within. "...no." she admitted.

Shade beamed a smile. It was probably relieving for her to see Silhouette at least give her an answer, instead of ignoring her or trying to change subjects. "Good, you can at least admit it~" the earlier tension was displaying had seemingly vanished in an instant. "So then I take it you want to change that?"

"I suppose so." Shade had once again turned to the plate and began pecking at what remained of the breakfast.

"Excellent~! Then the easiest way to do so would be to get your butt out there and clap your cheeks with some of those cuties~! Simple as that!" she exclaimed.

Silhouette didn't seem convinced. "How is that going to help me be less boring or with anything, really?"

"It's a perfect bonding experience, and it'll let people know you're not just some mopey, potentially-dangerous stick in the mud~! Maybe you'll make friends~ Perhaps even find someone who you can perform your life's duet with~~~"

"...right."

"You don't want that? Someone to hold you~ Someone who cares about you~ Someone who'll listen to you talk for hours on end about...uh, what a 'real' cup of coffee consists of?"

"I don't wan-..." Silhouette cut herself off for whatever reason. "...That sort of stuff is... just plain silly." Samantha finished the plate after saying such, not making any more eye contact with her schatten.

Shade was wearing a smug grin. "No, you're silly, Sil-ly~! And it seems that you DO want that, don't you? Don't be so bashful. Or, well, you can. It's pretty cute. But I hear your plea~! Someone kindly lent us a stage for however long, and you have ample chances to shine while we're here. What better place to start than this beautiful sport where you can get intimate with some people~? None, I dare say. Now, lets go~" the schatten stood up.

Reluctantly, so too did Silhouette. "...There's a gold coin involved, so that's why I'm going to go. Just that." Sam said.

"Whatever you say~" Shade skipped ahead.

Keijo awaited them.

tl;dr

About 92,000 characters concisely fit into a small conversation

Shade: "Sil, you're basically Yoshikage Kira but without the hand fetish."

Sil: "So, like, a productive member of society?"

Shade: "No. You're an NPC and your funeral will suck"

Sil: "Well, you may be right about that, but you're going on the hit list, right after Dan."

Shade: "Aight well lets go touch butts first."

Sil: "K"

Re: Zero: The High Council

Later gators.

Re: Zero: The High Council

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At some point, Alistair had retrieved his phone, turned it on, and had been inputting something into it. He was still paying attention, however, and listening to the two young men was beginning to irritate the haughty man. "Really? I'd have thought this week-long getaway might've helped you both get over that pessimistic attitude. You'd both be better off without it. You both did fine aside from tha----"

Alistair then paused suddenly. "Wait, it's only been a week?" he closed his phone.

The realization dawned on him. What felt like months, or year even, had only taken place over the last week? What kind of bullshit was that? All of his suffering, all of his achievements... were made within the past week? He genuinely felt like more significant events happened here in this world than anything he'd ever experienced on Earth. How was that even possible? Truly, it took him by surprise.

Well, no matter. What was important was his decision. Would he return to the life he once had, or stay here? Seemed like a rather obvious choice though. He looked at Sandra. "Do you, or any of those others understand exactly what world I was stolen from? A convenient one, that's what. One with internet and air conditioning, with cars and cellphones! Much less random death and girls who can't appreciate my respectable dancing capabilities, too." he added pointedly.

"Still... I suppose I'll be staying behind."

The obvious answer. Alistair Archibald was a man of his word. He did not intentionally break promises and he always repaid a debt, for not doing so is something only a coward would do. He prided himself in being much more than that sort of being. And with the promises he'd made, he was going to be here too long to return home. He still had that date with Captain Crunch that hopefully would end with his cheeks not being red and his abilities as a dancer not being questioned. He also had to repay Irene for her hospitality. And even the good doc, Donovan, hadn't been forgotten. Though of course the priority here was the promise he made to himself.

"Stopping the High Council is something I can get behind. They're not getting off so easily, not after what they've done." he eagerly awaited the day when they were no more. He couldn't imagine anything giving him more satisfaction.

Alistair intended to hand his phone to someone returning to their world, as it now contained a message that would hopefully provide some closure to his family. Not that he cared that much about them, but it would feel wrong to just let them think he went missing. That would be leaving the wrong impression! Given that he'd never again turn up, they might get wrong idea that he was mugged and killed or some other unfitting death for a man such as he. Naturally, he wasn't returning home and it was HIS choice. He wrote some story about finding his true self by taking a lifelong journey or something. They probably wouldn't buy it, but he'd already written the story and he wasn't going to rewrite it for them.

The reality was that this was just an excuse to send his phone back so he wasn't reminded of how inconvenient this world was in the future, anyways.

Help! My Whole Town Is Stuck In This Fantasy World! (Interest Check)

I am Ferdinand von Aegir.

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

S i l l y S h a d e

"...with Chloe, I suppose..."

Samantha Howard

Sil-ly's just too embarrassed to admit the coding for yours truly made it impossible to work up motivation to change the header, but thanks, Chloe~!

Shade

Chloe received possibly the closest thing to an expression of fear Silhouette had ever expressed, at least publicly. As if Silhouette’s very life was in danger, even she could not mask the terror she experienced at the moment. Naturally, this was all in response to Chloe’s threat to not have her over for coffee again. It truly was a frightening thought. At least to Sil.

Shade, however, shook her head in apparent disgust. “Really? It’s coffee! COFFEE! How are you so obsessed with tar-tasting muck?! It’s nast-EEEEEEE!” Another strong, sharp pinch let Shade know she was saying something Silhouette did not like. “Anyways, if we were to set up a date, I’d much rather chat over something a lot more befitting of cute girls like us. Like tea, or juice, or anything that isn’t coffee~!”

Like Chloe, the twins naturally took notice of the dolphin who explained their situation to a degree. They, too, were unsure what the deal with it was, but at least they had some form of idea of what they were doing here. Sil did not look pleased, in contrast to Shade, whose eager looked betrayed she loved the outcome.

SIl worked up the courage to finally speak in a proper tone as she began to answer Chloe. “...actually, it would be best if I met with Vero---” obviously, before she could finish her sentence, Shade answered for her.

“Of course we do, right Sil?” clearly uninterested in actually listening to what her ‘sister’ had to say, Shade continued. “I wonder what sort of stuff they have in there? Hmm~ Hmm~ There’s so much stuff to do, and so many cuties to do it with~ Hey, so are you interested in any event in particular, Chloe?” she asked as they began walking towards the boutique.

“Hmm, does bothering beacon count as an event?” Chloe asked with a giggle. “Since we're not supposed to be fighting, I feel like I could almost get away with murdering them...with my cuteness, of course, eheh!” Chloe walked after Shade, making sure to make sure Sil hadn't decided to make a break for it.

“Hmhm, aside from that though...eeeh, maybe Keijo?” She frowned. “Ah, definitely gonna do a stage show later. I have just the thing in mind.” She grinned at Sil. “Can't really think of much else that interests me. Stuff like surfing, jet skis, aren't really my thing, so I'll probably be socializing, mostly.” Reaching the Boutique, Chloe stepped inside...now, she just needed to wait and find something to surprise Sil with, heh. “What about you, huh? Can't imagine a cute girl like you is gonna pass up on a stage show. Shame we can't do it together.”

Shade laughed as they entered the boutique. “Of course not! I’m not so cruel as to deny everyone here a chance to watch me shine!” Sil rolled her eyes from behind the idol, but Shade did not notice. She was clearly too focused on the thought of performing. “But was there a rule against duets, or possibly groups? I don’t mind sharing a stage with other cuties.” she placed a digit to her lips. “Well, even if that’s the case, there’s other things we could do together too! That Keijo thing sounds fun! And maybe some volleyball, too. Mmm, but sunbathing also would be nice~ Ah, there’s so much to do, I wonder how much time we have to do it all? I hope I can at least get acquainted with a majority of the girls here. It’s hard to do it in Penrose…” Shade’s expression momentarily darkened, but only for a second. She then turned to the girl behind her. “What about you, ‘Sis’?”

Not expecting to be dragged into what she probably believed to be a pointless conversation, she couldn’t answer immediately. She took a moment or two, then forced out an answer. “Umm, well… I’ll just rest and maybe…_{do the water gun fight.”}

“Come again? You gotta speak up! When an idol speaks, the whole world needs to hear it!”

_{“...water gun.”}

“Water gun?” Shade couldn’t hide the shock. Silhouette and her were technically one and the same, but clearly she was unable to predict that answer. It was so… “Childish! What kind of taste do you have? Pfffffffft! Ahaha, how old are you? Thr--EEEEEEE!”

Silhouette pouted after pinching Shade. “...shut it.”

The idol was still laughing. “Thinking about it, that does suit you. Wouldn’t you agree, Chloe?”

“It does!” Chloe laughed brightly in response. “I bet she'd imagine herself as some super secret spy agent trying to take out targets like in those cheesy action films.”

“Haha, yeah, that’d be funny, wouldn’t?” Shade grinned as she gave Sil a nudge with her elbow discreetly. Silhouette almost narrowed her eyes at the idol, but realized the act would serve no purpose, so she remained quiet.

Now in the boutique, Chloe took a quick look around. It had some pretty great stuff here. Pool noodles, sunblock, rentals for surfboards. Maybe she could join the two of them in volleyball or something? Wasn't her thing, but hey, she wasn't one to not meddle where she could.

...was that one of those photo booths?

She flashed the clone a grin. “Hey Shade.” She tilted her head in the direction of it. “You said something about a photo earlier?”

Shade’s elation was evident when her pupils turned into stars. “Yes, yes I did! We should all take some pictures together~!” she immediately pulled Silhouette towards the photo booth, uninterested in anything else the shop may have offered at the present moment. “Hmm, I’d love us all to be in a few, but…” she looked towards Chloe, smiling devilishly. “How about a couple with just the two of us? And Sil can do the same, too~!”

“I nev--”

“Ptooie, you don’t get a say, grouch.”

“...”

Though Silhouette was obviously plotting a way to pay this ‘sister’ of hers back judging by her unpleasant expression, she did remain silent as asked.

“That's a wonderful idea!” Chloe gave Sil a friendly nudge. “Come on, it'll be fun.” Deciding that was temptation enough. Chloe grinned, grabbing the other DMG by the arm. “I call dibs on going with Sil first! We can do ours last after we get Sil, so she doesn't have a chance to run, hehe~”

“W-wait, I--” Silhouette’s protest was cut short by the light shove her ‘sister’ gave her into the photo booth.

“No excuses~!” Shade snapped. “Taking pictures with fans is part of an idol’s job, y’know!”

“But I’m not…” Sil, perhaps realizing that explaining herself was clearly not going to work, sighed. “But why do you even want to take pictures with me? I don’t understand…”

“Tsk, Sil, if you haven't figured it out yet then you're really not as clever as you should be.” Now inside the Photo booth, Chloe looked over a few of the options presented to them. “Mostly because it's fun to bother you.” She giggled. “You do this most adorable blushing thing.”

Of course saying such things caused Sil to redden before she could (and she definitely intended to) fervently deny the claim that she ‘adorably blushed’. “...I don’t see the app--” Silhouette was cut off not by Shade this time, but herself. She couldn’t bring herself to finish that sentence, remembering how she felt when she watched Mika back at the graveyard. No, she most certainly could see the appeal. But she couldn’t say she enjoyed being the “Mika” right now. “...Well, if that’s your thing, I suppose it’s alright…” she could do nothing but resign herself to her fate of taking pictures.

That was all Chloe needed as an excuse to bother Sil further. “Eeeh? So you do like this sort of thing?” A rather concerning giggle left her lips as she fiddled with the settings on the booth. “I'm kind of curious as to how red I can make your face, heh.” Before Sil could do anything, Chloe had already pressed the button for the pictures. “Smile and all that!” Just before the first picture would be taken, Chloe would reach over, pull Sil down so their faces were level and smoosh their cheeks together.

The strained, awkward attempt at a smile Silhouette was performing was replaced with a beet-red, embarrassed one as she made skin contact with Chloe. “H-hey, you’re way too close…!” a couple of pictures were taken before she could separate the two of them. “W-what are you thinking? Don’t… invade my space like that…”

“Hey, don’t have all the fun without me~!” Shade chimed from outside the booth.

“Ahaha, personal space is a myth you know.” Chloe laughed. She wasn't about to let Sil get away so easily though. She latched onto Sil's arm, tiptoeing so she could whisper right into her ear. “Aha, besides, we both know you like it, don't you?” She took a quick step back, giggling brightly. “Ah, right. Here I am being too selfish. Have some fun, Shade!~”

Chloe didn’t hear an outright rejection from Silhouette before she suddenly found herself being pulled back into the booth. “The one I want to spend some alone time with is you, silly~” she gave Chloe a look over before grinning. “You are definitely a cute one too. I wouldn’t mind having you in a group with me and a few others, you know. Can you dance?”

“H-huh?” Chloe hadn't expected that. “I thought we were here to bully Sil.” She giggled. Dance, huh? Well she most certainly could...but she wasn't sure if she actually wanted to. She had something she really wanted to do with someone else....but hm. “I can certainly dance. Got an idea for the stage show, huh?”

“We are, we are. She needs to be humbled, that arrogant little devil. But,” Shade’s smile widened. “You’re cute, so I won’t waste an opportunity when it presents itself. An idol like myself needs to strike while the iron’s hot~!” she playfully poked Chloe’s side, then glanced at the options for the booth while Chloe continued speaking. She hadn’t settled on any particular one before Chloe brought up the stage show, but Shade was obviously waiting for that. “Yes, yes~! Naturally, I would love to put on a performance for everyone here. And considering how easy that dolphin...thing, whatever it was, made it sound, it should be easy to set up. That’s why I want to do a group thing while I have the chance. And I’d love for you to be a part of it!” Shade glanced outwards, towards Silhouette. “You and I won’t be the only ones going up on stage, either~”

Heh, so that was her goal. Smirking devilishly, Chloe returned her attention to Shade.“Heh, that sounds great! Sign me up then. A pair of cuties like us need to shine where we can.” Chloe cozyed up next to Shade, grinning brightly. Hm, she'd have to finagle things so she could do two, but that should be fine. She'd just have to put her own plans for later. “...We should totally put Sil as the front girl, too. And give her a solo or whatever.”

Shade lit up, ecstatic at Chloe’s eagerness. “That’s right! The greatest stars shine brightest, after all.” Now knowing what filters she wanted to use, she chose the one that had cute stars on the border of the picture. She and Chloe would have to get close to both fit in the middle of it, but she wasn’t worried about that in the least. “I suppose I could step down just this once, since I’m sure it’d be such a delight to see how she reacts~” she looked at the center of the camera, pulling Chlole as close as physically possible, raising two fingers in a peace sign, clearly expecting Chloe to do something similar. “Stardom, here we come~”

“Aha, yea.” Chloe giggled. “I just wanna see how she reacts to being the center of attention.” She was curious as if to Sil could actually pull it off. It'd be legitimately wonderful if she could, but hilarious if she couldn't. Did she care about either result though? Nah. Once Shade had picked the filter, Chloe wrapped an arm around the other girl, mimicking her own pose with a playful grin, wink to the camera and a peace sign. “For the lovely fans!~”

The booth flashed as they had their pictures taken, and right after, Sil poked her head into it. “...aren’t you guys do---!” she suddenly found herself being pulled into the booth by the mischievous Shade. “H-hey!” the idol yet again ignored Sil’s complaints, quickly taking another picture before Sil could get away, striking a similar pose but with the addition of Sil caught under one of her arms, looking rather confused.

“That makes all of us~!” Shade cheered. “This should for now! But our performance will have a bunch more cute pictures of all of us, I’m sure!”

Silhouette pried herself from Shade’s clutches, eyebrow raised. “W-what are you talking about?”

“We’re gonna do a live show later, Sil-ly! And you’ll be the center! Aren’t you excited?”

Contrary to Shade’s belief, Silhouette was certainly not excited at the prospect. Sil glanced over to Chloe with pleading eyes, perhaps hopeful that Chloe would tell her this was nothing more than a joke Shade was playing.

“Aahaha, don't give me that look, you little starlet. You're gonna finally get your chance to be an idol! And we have just the thing in mind for you.” Chloe grinned deviously. “I do hope you don't mind showing off that adorable body of yours.”

All the light left Silhouette’s eyes when she realized her last spot of hope had been taken from her. “I-I don’t think anyone would want to see that…”

“Nonsense!” Shade interjected. “You’re a cutie, like us! Of course people would want to see that! To be praised, to be acknowledged, to be remembered… you don’t want any of that?”

“N-not particular--”

“Bah, you’re doing it and that’s that! Consider it an order, agent!”

“But you’re-”

“Done listening to you! You’ll take your stardom and you’ll like it! Chloe here is nice and cute enough to jump on the stage with you, and you’re going to let her down? What will we do with you? What will Veronica do with you, hmm?”

Sil became docile at the mention of a certain person. “...Well, if you aren’t going to give it up, I suppose I can…”

“Excellent~! Hear that, Chloe? We’ve got ourselves a center!”

“Wonderful!~” Chloe giggled. “Come on, don't be so dejected. You'll be a star after this! The number one Idol in all of Penrose!” The dark magical girl playfully grinned. “I bet Veronica will be head over heels for you, hehe.” Chloe laughed impishly. “I bet she might even fall for you. I know I would, hehe!” Coughing slightly, Chloe glanced out the boutique door.

“...speaking of Veronica, I got a date with her so if you two cuties don't mind, I think I've kept her waiting long enough.”

Shade giggled. “If you get Chloe to fall for you, then you have no reason to think you’re not a looker~!” she tried to tease Sil, but the other girl was focused entirely on a different point.

Sil eyed Chloe with suspicion. “What do you need with Veronic--”

“You can’t be rude like that, Sil-ly!” she pouted. “Especially with a fellow member of the group!”

“Geh..” like a child being scolded by their mother, Silhouette shrunk back. “...fine, whatever.”

Shade watched over Sil for a moment to make sure her point had gotten across, before properly addressing Chloe’s intended departure. “Mm-mm~! It was fun to hang for a bit, we look forward to working with you in the performance later!!” Shade stepped out of the booth and hooked her arm with Sil’s. “Both of us did, right?”

“I’m no---EEE” This time, it was Sil yelping. Shade had given her a rather firm pinch on her arm that startled her.

“Right, Sil?” she asked again in a firm tone.

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“...I didn’t mind it…”

Shade narrowed her eyes at Silhouette, but eventually sighed and looked back to Chloe with an apologetic face. “That’s the best we’ll get out of her, I guess. Well, see you then~”

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

E m i l y

"Man that wire scene from Ghost Ship was crazy, don't you think?"

— Emily

Emily was so excited to see all her different sisters in a non-violent scenario that she had decided to remain quiet for the most part. It goes without saying she wasn't particularly concerned that she couldn't contact Jonald, given how cruel he was. Instead, she thanked Shannon from saving her from losing the contest when the ghost ship arrived while splashing water around, and she did offer a 'Wow' and 'ooh' as she walked around the deck, but she was content with watching how her sisters interacted with one another. She remained this way until she reached the center island, where a gorgeous resort awaited them.

"Wow." she wasn't quite sure what to think. She'd never been to a place as beautiful as this before, and even if she had, she probably wouldn't have ever been able to enjoy it. But maybe now she could. "Ooh." the possibilities excited the fire girl. Volleyball could be a very fun way to pass the time, even if she wasn't good at it.

She gazed curiously at everything but eventually found herself drawn to the help desk, where Shannon had rung the bell and another girl questioned their situation. "I know what you mean. We don't know why we're here." Emily nodded. "But I hope things continue to be fun." she wanted to add, 'I could use a break.' but felt that to be too selfish of a thing to say.

S i l l y S h a d e

"P-prepare for trouble...!"

Samantha Howard

"And make it double!"

Shade

Beaming a smile that gave the blazing hot sun a run for its money to Lily, Shade puffed her chest out in pride. "Sister? It's a bit embarrassing for an idol to be related to someone so... plain, don't you think?" Shade suddenly felt a jolt run through her body starting from her arm. Sil had, of course, pinched her in irritation. "A-anyways, yeah, that works. And I'm glad you can recognize a cute idol when you see one. You're a looker yourself! A uniform on you and you'd fit right in beside me." she encouraged, but then added, "Well, maybe behind would make more sense. I'd naturally be the center."

Spotting Alexander, she gave a sly smile. "Or maybe not. It's a tough biz, and relationships are seen as a betrayal to fans so that won't work. Though I suppose I can't blame you. He's easy on the eyes~!" she gave Lily a playful nudge, and then followed as they crossed over to the main island.

Silhouette never strayed too far from Shade, using her as a barricade against social interactions while she was vulnerable. The entire trot over to the main island was a quiet one for her, but Shade hummed a tune as they neared the place, obviously excited to see what was in store for them. She stared in awe at the place they wound up, but did not have much time to gawk. Shade did nothing to prevent Chloe from rousing rosey red cheeks from the assassin. Sil tucked herself even further behind Shade, grumbling something inaudible.

_{"S-shut up, p-p-p-p-penis face...!"}

Despite being summoned to deal with any interactions, Shade didn't seem too interested in shielding her 'sister' from Chloe. "No reason to be ashamed, because cuteness should be spread as gospel." she told Sil in an attempt to encourage her to come out of her shell. It did not work, however, and Sil merely tried to give a defiant expression, which fell apart rather pathetically. Shade sighed. "In any case, if even 'Coffee Girl Chloe' thinks you're cute, you should really be hap--EEEEE"

Shade felt another, stronger pinch this time. "AH! I was just teasing~" Sil was pouting from behind Shade. "Anywhoo~" ignoring the irritated Sil, Shade faced Chloe, sizing her up. "You..." her eyes narrowed at the girl. "...you're just plain adorable in that! It looks so cute and innocent~! And to think that Sil here only cared about your coffee! Oh, how I'd adore the chance to get a picture with you! Grumpy butt here wou---EEEEEEEEE"

This pinching thing was beginning to look like it was going to be a common thing throughout the trip.

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

AHHH EDIT WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME

Beyond the Looking Glass: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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