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Death, needless to say, had not been kind to Mamoru.

It would have been one thing to have lived long enough to be able to make something of his life—spend more time with his friends and family, invest time into hobbies new and old—but dying so abruptly did not sit well with him. Neither did the supposed 'goddess' that had caught him before his consciousness had slipped away in its entirety fill him with any sort of inspiration. He had read enough isekai literature in his lifetime to get a grasp of the situation fairly quickly during the initial introduction, to the point where hearing of the task set out for him didn't faze him as much as it did annoy him.

Of course, that brief moment of consciousness soon gave way to darkness once more, and before long the young man found himself splayed out on the ground, groggy as the faculties that begot his regained consciousness took their sweet time returning. There was a pause as he slowly dragged his body, still drenched in some sort of odd liquid, off of the ground, and after a few moments of staggering and violently coughing out whatever was left in his lungs, he clapped his hands to his face as the sound of someone's voice caught his attention. Not necessarily because of the voice itself, though, but moreso the place where the sound was reaching him.

There was the briefest of pauses as he slowly moved one hand to to top of his head, and the feeling of wet fur coupled with long hair that, upon further inspection, reached past his shoulders only brought his attention towards the rest of his—or, rather, her new body.

"...Well, I suppose it could be worse," Mamoru sighed, clapping her hands to her face before shaking whatever liquid she could off of her body. Drenched clothing would do her no favors—doubly so given the chill in the air that caught her attention—and the now-foxgirl slowly cast her gaze around.

The most obvious thing to catch her attention, though, was the small girl standing in front of her, weapon at the ready. Though the change of her body had not caused any sort of panic, the presence of that black-haired girl...

"...Nobunaga? No, wait, that can't be right; that goddess must've just modeled someone's new body after that character..." she said to herself before shaking her head, as if to clear her thoughts, before recalling what it was that the person in front of her had asked. "Right. Well... You wouldn't be wrong there. Though it goes without saying that I'm not exactly sure how I feel about this whole affair... Wait, hold on."

Once she reviewed the words in her head, Mamoru took a moment to pause before staring directly at the girl standing in front of her.

"That Japanese just now was rather archaic... No, this has got to be some sort of joke, right?" she added, taking a moment to pause before laughing in disbelief. "I'm not even sure if there'd be anyone sticking to that sort of character in this sort of situation... I suppose that introductions might clear things up. My, uh... Hm. Name. I suppose that... Misaki sounds good? Right. Takeshima Misaki it is, then."

As she continued to attempt to dry herself (and her clothes) off, Misaki continued to look around the room, her gaze constantly returning towards Nobunaga as she attempted to get a feel for what had occurred in the room up until the time they had 'arrived' and to try and wrap her head around the situation given what she knew thus far.

"Seriously, this feels like something out of a light novel..."

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@Rezod92: Fine now. Accepted.
@Rezod92: Hmm...

'Soul' is a bit of an odd thing to place here; I think if you side that out for something else (maybe relate it to their bloodline's Magic Crest or something?) it should be fine.
Yeah, that works, though having it only have been a single generation makes that a bit odd. Could always take the 'reverse-engineering' angle if you want, but that works, too.
Well, yeah, that's essentially what my statements are boiling down to. Logically, if the abilities change, then the backstory as it is now would have have to follow suit, after all.

You're free to pitch any new ideas you have, too.
Sure, all right. Where to start...

For starters, cut out all that stuff about 'heresy' and 'taboo'. Again, if you were doing something the MA didn't approve of, you'd have Enforcers at your neck, and Enforcers do not fuck around.

As for more usable advice... The integration of magecraft and technology is itself not unusable, just that creating something that we could outright call 'magitech' is not something that should be possible. To that end, I'd recommend re-examining the ways in which the two could be used together and concepts from magecraft integrated into technology (or vice versa). The MA can (and probably still will be) stuck-up and elitist about it, which sorta stays in line with the original concept, but that stuff was going to have to be reworked anyways.
@Rezod92: Okay, time to dissect the form.

The primary problems stem from the abilities and history, and if I'm going to be honest, they just don't add up to me.

See, the Mystic Codes that your proposed Master has don't actually seem all that out-of-place compared to a lot of the Mystic Codes that already exist (see: Fiore's wheelchair/Doctor Octopus gear, literally anything made by Atlas, etc.;), and even then that isn't actually 'magitechy' in any way. Even then, the stuff that'd qualify under a contemporary definition of 'magitech' is, again, Atlas... And Atlas isn't exactly known for letting their tech out. I don't see the 'tech' part.

That actually leads to my next point, though: due to the nature of the world that the RP takes place in, this entire backstory cannot function as it stands. The city is a multinational coalition and involves the Mage's Association, and there's a non-insignificant amount of overlap between magecraft and technology ALREADY present in the city.

Also, the MA isn't actually that neurotic about science and technology crossing; once again I will point to Atlas, but even Chaldea in /GO makes liberal use of magecraft combined with the knowledge and specialization of modern physicists and engineers. Aside from that, the utilization of technology and magecraft can also be seen in /Extra (though Spiritron hacking is WEIRD and, again, Atlas-related) but it's not like Enforcers were sent out to deal with the ones responsible. The MA is stuck-up and haughty, not fundamentalist.

In short: rejected; I'm happy to help refine the idea, but as it stands, it's a no-go.
Human Village (Alt)

Koishi's cry out to whoever was laughing was only met with silence, as if mocking her attempts to reach out to them; given the circumstances and what they were doing, though, that much was probably to be expected. Doing something similar within the Human Village itself would elicit a different reaction; though there was a brief silence as there had been earlier, calling for the owner of the now-abandoned fruit stand would be responded to with a knife flying past Koishi's face and into the mist. It had not grazed her, of course, but it was clear that the intent behind it was not particularly kind in nature.

"...Oh, another youkai?" came a voice from the fog as a silver-haired maid stepped forward towards the satori, her eyes sharp as she glanced around for a moment before focusing on her. "I'm in the middle of something, so if you'll excuse me..."

Of course, the knives in her hand and the way she was glaring at the person in her way said more than her mask of politeness did.

@Fractured@Raineh Daze@RolePlayerRoxas

The Netherworld (Alt)

Lyrica was, obviously, caught completely off guard as Youmu slashed out at her, and though she managed to just barely block the attack with her keyboard, being launched into the gate of the Netherworld with such force caused her to slam into it and begin to fall to the earth. The other two sisters, clearly surprised by the sudden appearance of their benefactor's servant lashing out at them, looked at each other for a moment in complete shock before angrily shouting at the half-ghost gardener.

"What's the big idea?!" Merlin shouted, waving her arms at Youmu as Lunasa flew down to catch the falling Lyrica. "You call us out here to perform, and after making us wait here for days, you attack us out of the blue?!"

Before she could continue her rant, though, Tenshi (with a wide smile on her face) flew in and brought her sword down from above onto Merlin's head, only to be blocked in turn by Lunasa's violin.

"Oh? That was rather fast," the celestial said, smiling as she pushed off of the instrument as she moved to Youmu's side. "I'll handle the one in white, okay?"

And without waiting for a response, Tenshi flew forward again, her sword clashing with Merlin's trumpet as Lunasa was left carrying Lyrica in her arms.

"You know, I'm not just going to let this go unanswered," the last Prismriver sister said, her violin drawn to her side as she stared at Youmu. "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get!"

With that, the violinist began to fly around, shooting danmaku bullets at Youmu as she and her violin darted around the cloud-covered sky.

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