KoL

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

Name: Christa Yamashiro
Age: 17 years
Gender: Female
Appearance:
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2887375
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2976683
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2640133
Heigth: 167 cm
Weight: ???

Skills:
As an heiress of a noble lineage Christa was raised to have a number of talents, in the most eclectic fields, with a drive to always excel at everything she does. However, putting aside barely useful skills (for one's everyday life) like equestrianism and piano, as well as general academic and athletic talents, the two things that Christa does, and enjoys, the best are cooking and theatrical performances. The former she learned in a (failed) effort to try to reinforce her feminine image, which backfired when it only added more material for her classmates to fawn over, and later is an acquired passion which keeps permeating more and more aspects of her daily life.

Brief Backstory & Personality:
If there's any way to sum the whole of Christa's being in one sentence it would be: A half-foreigner, transfer student with a noble disposition and a knightly aura, who does her utmost to uphold her Justice with grace and elegance.

Christa is the oldest child of the heir of a genuine European aristocratic house and the heiress of one of Japan's largest conglomerates, born and raised to be a bridge between their families. Even though such a situation leads to unavoidable pressure and isolation, as Christa literally grew in what could be considered a whole different world by the vast majority of people, she never had anything to complain about her life. The weight of Noblesse Oblige as well as shaping up to her parents' ideals never bothered Christa as much as they seem to bother the princesses in fairy tales and movies. Au contraire, the idea of someone blessed with such a birth complaining always felt alien to her.

After taking her primary education overseas, Christa came to her mother's nation for her high school years. As is natural for someone of her status, she was enrolled in a private, all-girls academy. She developed a liking for the stage after getting roped into the drama club at the behest of her classmates who simply wouldn't stop calling Christa a Prince -- much to her dismay -- ever since her first day of classes.

Time passed and the mask became the girl, not in small part thanks to Christa becoming acquainted with a much more... idiosyncratic side of her new home: the Magical Girls and their secret society. Now, Christa lives her days trying to lead others down the path of righteousness by example both in school, or as a magical girl veteran always willing to lend a to her beautiful juniors.

Magical Girl Appearance:
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3202022
Concept: Prince Charming
Archetype: Joyeuse
Abilities: Thanks to her Archetype, Christa can create objects made of phantasmal-looking glass, or perhaps crystal which can be used to both offense and defense, as well as, more often than not, just to cause an impression, especially when using her signature lilies. These crystals, shine with a pale, cold light, like that of the moon and are able of even shooting beams of said energy, which Christa generally saves for her finishing moves.

However, what might as well be her main ability is the power of seemingly altering the circumstances of the world around herself to always evoke maximum drama in everything she does as a magical girl. It's not an ability that can give her an edge in most battles, but she's more or less granted to have access to higher ground whenever she needs it, and pretty much always when she makes her entrance into a "scene", or to find props that allow for dramatic maneuvers like a hanging rope, or curtain, if she needs them.

She also has the ability to break harmful spells and cleanse others of the influence of all evil with a kiss... not that she'd take advantage of this power, of course.

And, last but not least, her "aura of mystery" is such that others will only be able to remember fragments of their encounters with her as a magical girl unless they are really acquainted with her person. They'll not forget her existence completely, but facts will get blurred and most will not be able to recall more than being saved or in the presence of a beautiful prince.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

Double posting because I suppose this is relevant:

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

Name: Christa Yamashiro
Age: 17 years
Gender: Female
Appearance:
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2887375
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2976683
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2640133
Heigth: 167 cm
Weight: ???

Skills:
As an heiress of a noble lineage Christa was raised to have a number of talents, in the most eclectic fields, with a drive to always excel at everything she does. However, putting aside barely useful skills (for one's everyday life) like equestrianism and piano, as well as general academic and athletic talents, the two things that Christa does, and enjoys, the best are cooking and theatrical performances. The former she learned in a (failed) effort to try to reinforce her feminine image, which backfired when it only added more material for her classmates to fawn over, and later is an acquired passion which keeps permeating more and more aspects of her daily life.

Brief Backstory & Personality:
If there's any way to sum the whole of Christa's being in one sentence it would be: A half-foreigner, transfer student with a noble disposition and a knightly aura, who does her utmost to uphold her Justice with grace and elegance.

Christa is the oldest child of the heir of a genuine European aristocratic house and the heiress of one of Japan's largest conglomerates, born and raised to be a bridge between their families. Even though such a situation leads to unavoidable pressure and isolation, as Christa literally grew in what could be considered a whole different world by the vast majority of people, she never had anything to complain about her life. The weight of Noblesse Oblige as well as shaping up to her parents' ideals never bothered Christa as much as they seem to bother the princesses in fairy tales and movies. Au contraire, the idea of someone blessed with such a birth complaining always felt alien to her.

After taking her primary education overseas, Christa came to her mother's nation for her high school years. As is natural for someone of her status, she was enrolled in a private, all-girls academy. She developed a liking for the stage after getting roped into the drama club at the behest of her classmates who simply wouldn't stop calling Christa a Prince -- much to her dismay -- ever since her first day of classes.

Time passed and the mask became the girl, not in small part thanks to Christa becoming acquainted with a much more... idiosyncratic side of her new home: the Magical Girls and their secret society. Now, Christa lives her days trying to lead others down the path of righteousness by example both in school, or as a magical girl veteran always willing to lend a to her beautiful juniors.

Magical Girl Appearance:
• https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/3202022
Concept: Prince Charming
Archetype: Joyeuse
Abilities: Thanks to her Archetype, Christa can create and objects made of phantasmal-looking glass, or perhaps crystal which can be used to both offense and defense, as well as, more often than not, just to cause an impression, especially when using her signature lilies. These crystals, shine with a pale, cold light, like that of the moon and are able of even shooting beams of said energy, which Christa generally saves for her finishing moves.

However, what might as well be her main ability is the power of seemingly altering the circumstances of the world around herself to always evoke maximum drama in everything she does as a magical girl. It's not an ability that can give her an edge in most battles, but she's more or less granted to have access to higher ground whenever she needs it, and pretty much always when she makes her entrance into a "scene", or to find props that allow for dramatic maneuvers like a hanging rope, or curtain, if she needs them.

She also has the ability to break harmful spells and cleanse others of the influence of all evil with a kiss... not that she'd take advantage of this power, of course.

And, last but not least, her "aura of mystery" is such that others will only be able to remember fragments of their encounters with her as a magical girl unless they are really acquainted with her person. They'll not forget her existence completely, but facts will get blurred and most will not be able to recall more than being saved or in the presence of a beautiful prince.

Fire Emblem: Conflict

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"Isn’t it? Hehe," Chiyuri chuckled at shirley’s comment about the apple she had just handed the other girl. "I saw them lying around so I thought: ‘Why not help myself?’, right?" she said as she sat down on the grass besides the redhead.

"I learned that taking things slow is the better way to do it, so I guess that you can say that… yeah to both," Chiyuri said nodded when Shirley asked about her intentions. "’Resting properly is as important as working up a sweat, kiddo’," she said, imitating the voice of her in a playful manner, "That’s what the old man who taught me used to say," she added as if imparting words of great wisdom unto the other girl.

"Anyway, you’re a swordswoman too, aren’t you? If that’s so, would you wanna partner up? Y’know, a ‘I wash your back; you wash mine’ business," Chiyuri proposed to the other girl, completely unaware that she had just butchered a foreign saying.

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Dungeon Clearer: The Wonderful World of an Adventurer! An Adventurer's Guild RP

“Hey! Could you not do that, please?” Leyna said in a slightly indignant tone and standing before Galen. Sincerely, she felt like extending her feet to trip him when he pushed her aside with no consideration whatsoever, but dropped that idea when she realized that it would cause more trouble than it was worth.

“Actually, could you stop doing everything you did on the way here? This herb picking made us lose precious time since I had to adjust my pace to not leave you behind. Also, do you have any idea about the fact that we are less than a day away from the city, like she said? How different do you think that the plants and animals from this place can be?” she said, pressing a finger against his chest and nodding towards their group’s arachnid mage, momentarily letting go off her apprehension towards Myrielle’s species.

Once she was done with her rant, Leyna turned to the mage that welcomed them with a blush on her face and said in a sympathetic voice, “I’m sorry for that. I’m Leynanniel, an Elven scout and explorer, but you can call me Leyna, if you wish. It’s been a long while since I last worked for the Academy but I see that Archi -- I mean, Professor Archibald -- is still too keen on ditching his work. It must be really rough to study under him, huh?”

“Anyway, I would be honored to know any details you have about the history of these ruins, its past inhabitants, why it fell, or anything else. But, more than anything else, I would like to know where you want us,” she gestured towards the remainder of the party, only skipping Galen unceremoniously, “to begin working? If you hired professional adventurers it must mean you have some high threat place, or places, you want to explore, right?”

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@Noxx

I suppose that's alright for now at least.

Dungeon Clearer: The Wonderful World of an Adventurer! An Adventurer's Guild RP

“Yeah, right, no one here should put their own life or others’ at risk unless you have a really good reason for tha--” Leyna said, nodding to the arachnid mage’s words instinctively. However, her sentence came to a sudden halt when her senses finally caught up to her thoughts and she noticed that not only she was agreeing with a talking, giant-spider person, but that she was agreeing with a talking, giant-spider person that crept behind her without Leyna even noticing.

“Ahh-- Anyway, I guess that we should g-- get going. I think that if we do-- don’t dilly dally too much, we may be able to reach the ruins before it gets dark. A-- According to my notes, they aren’t supposed to be so far from Venne,” Leyna said, coughing here and there to try and disguise her stuttering voice as she walked forward, taking the scout position naturally.

Fate/esoterica

“I… sorry for that, I wasn’t thinking things through. I suppose even legends from the past have things they don’t want to talk about,” Kirsi said in a somewhat dejected tone after her attempt to raise a bond with Caster failed. Or at least she thought so, considering the Servant’s answer to her question.

In situations like this, understanding each others’ motives and interests would make their teamwork even better, but it seemed like Kirsi didn’t have the social skills for that, or at least she believed not to.

Thankfully, the perceived awkwardness wouldn’t last for long given that they had finally reached their destination. The creaking of an old mausoleum’s entrance was the only sign of their arrival that anyone would have any chance of noticing before Kirsi quickly made it to the Church’s backdoor. “It’ll be better if we avoid the streets, right? It’s very likely someone will try to ambush us if we stay in the open for long,” the smallish blonde said as she knocked at the door, hoping that someone would answer them quickly. If that didn’t work, they would have to invite themselves in.

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“As you wish,” Lancer said as she let her Master lead the way back to the city. However, when they were not that far away from it, the silver-haired Valkyrie stopped and said, “That said, shopping will have to wait. I feel a battle happening not very far from us, we can use it as a chance to study our adversaries. However, you may wish to hide your presence; until we know for sure, we should assume that we are under constant surveillance.”

“More than anything else, I want to see what kind of Heroic Spirits we are going to face. Even if Father cast me aside a long time ago, it’s still my duty to bear witness to their bravery and soon to come demise,” Lancer said with a very nostalgic, almost melancholic, voice.

It wouldn’t be long before they made it to the immediate vicinity of the park where the other two Servants were dueling. Before Lancer went made herself known, picked up a pair of pebbles, inscribed some runes into them and gave them to her Master. “I know you have the Command Spells for emergencies, but save them. If anything happens, use these first. They should produce a flash bright enough to momentarily disorient even a Servant, giving us enough time to retreat,” she said.

Once all the preparations were done, Lancer turned to her spirit form and flew towards the park. She landed atop one of the lampposts not that far away from the battle and observed the skills and techniques of both combatants. Of course, she was no Assassin, so it was only a matter of time before the other Servants, or maybe even the scaredy-cat Master in a position similar to Lancer’s own, noticed her presence.

Not that she wanted to keep herself hidden for long anyway.

Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Berserker

“Uh… what are you--” Atalanta had to restrain herself from clawing Caster after being surprised by the blonde’s over enthusiastic hug. Before she had any chance to ask what the other Servant meant by fighting her, or even the identity of her sudden admirer, their Master allowed her to lead the way to Fenrir’s hideout.

“You owe me an explanation once we are done,” the feral Berserker said to Caster before they departed.

X X X

Atlanta summoned the Calydonian Boar’s pelt as soon as they reached the beast’s lair. “The scent of corruption is stronger here than anywhere else. The source of this whole incident must be right up ahead,” she said as they threaded the darkened ice halls.

It wouldn’t be long before the unavoidable battle broke loose. Atalanta charged forth as soon as Caster’s spells created an opening in Fenrir’s ice wall. Thanks to her Crossing Arcadia skills, she was able to weave unimpeded through incoming mass of shadow beings and the attacks of Archer and the Valkyries, reaching the other side in the blink of an eye.

“LANCER GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!” Atalanta howled as she kicked a couple of Fenrir’s summons into the pool of black mud and used them as stepping stones to reach Brynhildr. She tried to pull the other Servant out of there in a last attempt to avoid killing the Elder Valkyrie, however, if turned out that Brynhildr was truly beyond salvation, Atalanta didn’t have any qualms about ending her suffering then and there.

Lancer

“Ehh!?” Elizabeth was caught by surprise when the battle began. It wasn’t as if she didn’t knew what was about to happen but rather that the events that unfolded would be so… chaotic. However, nothing made the pink-haired Lancer more flabbergasted than the last individual that showed up.

“A fairy? What is someone of your kind doing here?” Elizabeth asked before the incoming horde forced her attention off of the newcomer. “You guys really don’t know when to stop, do you? Very well, then. The next performance is sure to send shivers up your spine!”

After saying her piece, Elizabeth stabbed her spear on the cavern floor and took a deep breath before letting out her melodic voice raising up the pitch until she found a frequency that resonated with the countless icicles littering the ceiling causing them to precipitate over the incoming enemies as a jagged rain of icy death.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@LuckyBlackCat

I think that she's ok.

You know what to now.