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7 mos ago
Current To those I RP with, I haven't dropped off of the face of the earth, just had a mental health crash but am recovering. Now to catch up on posting.
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7 mos ago
The worst thing about mental illness is you have to look after yourself a disgusting amount. I know it's the only way to actually be in a fit state to look out for others, but it still feels wrong.
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9 mos ago
Emeth: Then I'll be that friend who's the opposite kind of annoying, whispering "Do it, you know you want to..."
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9 mos ago
Judging by the Internet's definitions of introversion and extraversion, you'd think everyone's either an extreme hermit or a party animal with no in between.
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9 mos ago
Krystal: All part and parcel of the job.
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A frazzled British thirtysomething cat mum with something of a tea addiction.

I like a wide range of RP genres, but have two absolute favourites: Pokemon and magical girls. (If someone manages to combine the two, I'll be VERY happy!) I post fairly regularly, but sometimes shit mental health days crop up - if that causes any delays, I'll try to resume posting ASAP.

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@LukasVolkov Anya would make a great antagonist, and yeah while this RP isn't Madoka level of grimdark, it seems like it'll have its darker moments. As in people being ruthless even if they don't kill, and moral dilemmas coming up.

If anyone finds out what Sophia's planned wish is, for example, would they be willing to fight her and sentence her to death for their own desires?
It's ok, yeah busy time of year. And yep they can talk a bit if you want, depending how much Roxy would say.
❅❄ Fuyuko Yamazaki ❄❅


@Anza @TheFake

The fight was over, but it was sure to happen again, night after night.

Empty bottles around the dining area were proof of this. Fuyuko tiptoed through the room so as not to disturb anyone, picking them up and disposing of them, as if clearing away the signs of her father's mental state could help him. It couldn't, she knew that deep down. Not even fending off the tainted beings that gathered around the house could help long-term.

Only one thing could.

She turned as the stairs creaked, a younger figure descending. Her sister's eyes, although just as undershadowed as hers from lack of sleep, held hope as she smiled.

"Morning!" Noriko chirped. "Big day today, huh?"

With the faintest hint of a smile in return, Fuyuko nodded as she dropped the last bottle in the bin. "I'll try," she whispered, hands clasping in front of her. "I promise I'll try my best."

Bounding over, Noriko beamed. "Hey, given how much butt you kicked last night, I'm sure you'll do great!" She kept her voice low, yet her tone bubbled with enthusiasm.

Inwardly, Fuyuko cringed. Her sister had meant to lift her spirits, yet she felt the weight of her expectations more than ever. "Thanks, though you're the one who fought off most of them." She recalled how well Noriko had staved off the attackers, kept their parents and the rest of the neighbourhood safe for now.

...

"Heads up!" Noriko's animal companion barked, staring down the dimly-lit streets, ears pricking up. "Reinforcements on their way!"

The wolf pounced, snapping his jaws as a mass of living shadows burst from an alleyway. In a flash, both girls were upon them, Fuyuko knocking them back with a gust of chill wind from her fan, Noriko letting out an eerie lupine howl that made all beings of darkness shrink away before they could recover.

"Good work, Kiyoshi!" the younger sister called as her summon tore at the monsters, purifying them one by one. "Now's our chance!" Fuyuko nodded, hanging the fan on her belt, a crystalline spear materialising in her hands. As she whirled and jabbed, Noriko bunched her fists, grey energy swirls forming wolf head shapes around them. She swung the constructs at the creatures, biting down with them alongside Kiyoshi. Before long, the last of the beings faded into black wisps, then nothing.

"Yes!" Noriko punched the air with one of her muzzle-fists before letting the constructs disappear. "I knew we'd make quick work of 'em! Kiyoshi, let's just check that there are no more nasty surprises."

The wolf padded forward. "Right on it," he said, staring ahead, letting his summoner pluck out one of his hairs. Holding it in front of her face, Noriko gazed in a different direction.

To anyone else, the younger girl's actions may have been confusing, but Fuyuko knew what her sister was doing. Noriko's archetype, her okuri-okami or 'sending wolf', allowed her to see the auras of nearby beings by lending her a hair - exactly as a wolf spirit in a folktale had let a man see the true natures of people.

"All ok?" Fuyuko asked, trailing behind.

"Yep!" her sister answered. "Let's call it a nigh-" Noriko's eyes widened as she turned, the hair still in her hand. Fuyuko winced. The waves of anxiety roiling through her must be plain to see. "Uh, sis? I could ask you the same."

A nervous laugh escaped the yuki-onna girl as she nodded. "No need to worry," she replied, leaning down and petting Kiyoshi as he nuzzled her. "It's all going to be fine."

If only she could believe her own words, about the Hex Night, and about her family's situation.

...

Throughout school, as morning turned to afternoon and the tournament's start crept closer, Fuyuko mentally repeated what Noriko had said just before they'd both headed out. "Heyyy, no doubting yourself! Instead, you're gonna get out there tonight and trounce 'em, ok?" Unable to focus on the lessons, she let her gaze drift to the window every few minutes, earning more than one scolding for daydreaming. Even as she apologised and kept her head down, worries still taunted her from the back of her mind.

Noriko would surely do better if she were the one participating. After several discussions over the past few weeks, though, they'd reached a conclusion - Fuyuko had more experience, and Noriko's abilities were more suited to protecting the family. The elder magical girl could only hope she wouldn't let her sister down.

When the bell signaled the end of classes, Fuyuko shuffled outside, sitting on a bench and taking a deep breath of fresh air to calm her nerves. It didn't work. Sighing, she hunched over her phone, eyes scanning the screen several times before she tapped at the keys. It was rare that she did more than lurk in this chatroom, as much as she wanted to get to know others like her.

*** User snowfairy has entered the chat ***

[snowfairy]: Same here...


Biting her lip, Fuyuko paused for a few seconds, then continued.

[snowfairy]: Good luck to everyone
[snowfairy]: Uhh I know it's been said but... there it is again


Great start, she scolded herself, gripping the phone. Coming across as insecure towards the competitors before she'd even met them wasn't going to do her any favours.
@VitaVitaAR Just a question before I post, can NPC magical girls who won't be in the Hex Night be mentioned? As in can Fuyuko's sister be a magical girl, having become one shortly after Fuyuko did? Since the negativity in her home tends to draw monsters to it, having someone around around to protect her parents would explain Fuyuko leaving them at night for the small chance of a wish.
Allegra and Phantasmagoria


Stupid, stupid, stupid, Allegra inwardly yelled at herself. She couldn't fight, could barely even move or breathe, for the mound of vile creatures covering her.

One moment she'd been holding out against Nightmares unlike any she'd seen in her short time as a magical girl, pouring as much power as she could into her plectrum bullets. The next, she'd found herself on her rear end, unprepared for quite that level of recoil. The mutant Nightmares had wasted no time, and one now unfurled its petal-like jaws, so close she could see shreds of human flesh between its many, many teeth.

Allegra closed her eyes, a scream coming out as a strangled sob, as she braced herself for the fight's conclusion... which, it turned out, wasn't set to happen just yet. A flash of red whizzed past. The hand gripping her neck loosened, the creature's body toppling to the ground, its head landing a short distance away.

"Wha...?" the musician coughed out, picking up on two more presences. Magical ones, she instinctively knew, but there was something off about them. Something dark and twisted. She heard a chuckle, along with a voice.

"Well, look what we've got here," one of the strange girls said, her tone much too laidback. "Seems the wolf pack found a rabbit."

Panic threatened to seize the new recruit once more. Who were these two? Was it truly out of altruism that they'd acted? Nonetheless, as some Nightmares broke away, Allegra took the opportunity she'd been given. Gripping her guitar, she strummed a single, magically amplified Power Chord.

"Aaargh!" Phantasmagoria had only just sensed the light girl through the dwindling mass of Nightmares. Now, the goody-goody made her presence all too clear, kicking up a racket that juddered through Ayumu like an electric shock. As she writhed, so did the cluster of creatures, a scarlet-haired, guitar-wielding bundle of zeal bursting from its centre.

Flatpick-shaped projectiles blasted like gunfire from the musical instrument. "Oh! You wanted peace and quiet?" the redhead shouted at the disintegrating sludge monsters. "Well so did everyone out here!"

Although her ears still rang from the musical assault, Phantasmagoria stood tall. "Uh-uh, don't you go stealing our spotlight," she said, flinging cards at a Nightmare and absorbing it before the little wannabe had a chance to cleanse it. She could teach the punkass a lesson she wouldn't forget, if she wanted - which Kiru would gladly go along with - but that would risk letting their feast go to waste. "I'd be more concerned with that one than any of these." She pointed out a hulking form behind the girl. A thirty foot tall abomination that looked as if several mutated beings had merged together, its many heads and limbs poised for attack.

Whirling around, Allegra stared up in horror. She launched a volley of bullets upwards, staggering back, nearly toppling again - and blinked as it vanished. No trace remained, no sludge or shadow. Like it wasn't even real.

"Huh?" She turned and gasped. Not at the ringblade-wielder who seemed to enjoy this fight a little more than was healthy, but at the macabre magician, who stalked a cluster of creatures like a fox, waiting for the right moment as they targeted their own quarry. Human formed sprawled in the snow, sporting gruesome wounds, shrieking as claws and fangs sank into their flesh...

Another sonic blast sent the Nightmares and the dark girls reeling. "What do you think you're doing?!" Allegra screamed, sending pick bullets ripping through as many monsters as possible. "We're meant to protect people, not use them as bait!"

The brunette regained her balance, sighing as she waved her hand. The mound of mangled bodies disappeared. "Don't tell me you're so slow on the uptake," she said, slicing up another shadowy form, "that you hadn't figured out I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." Right before Allegra's eyes, the dark girl drew more streams of that vile essence into her outstretched hand. Why was she doing that? "Then again, they were pretty convincing decoys."

An illusionist. Of course. Mentally scolding herself for falling for the uber-Nightmare prank, Allegra ignored the magician's taunting and focused on taking down the stragglers. It wasn't long until morning sun rays began to illuminate streets free of Nightmares...

... And strewn with broken bodies, which this time were no illusion. Police and ambulance sirens wailed, paramedics hauling bloody forms onto stretchers, people crouching over motionless figures and begging them to respond. "We've got to search for survivors!" Allegra yelled, rushing forward, only for her legs to give out as the horrific scene lurched all around. Dizziness, nausea and battle fatigue held her down like lead weights.

Through the haze, she heard a muffled rhythm. Footsteps. "So you've learned," came a voice, a familiar one but more hollow-sounding, "that you can't save everyone."

Shuddering, Allegra turned her head towards the speaker and opened her mouth to reply. Instead of words, out came the contents of her stomach.

"Eugh!" The magician drew back just in time. "I saved you, and you repay me by nearly ruining my shoes? Tsk, you should be more grateful." As Allegra spluttered an apology, the dark girl did something unexpected. She helped her up, albeit somewhat roughly. It was then that Allegra noticed something about her.

That air of snarky confidence was gone, replaced with one of vulnerability. The illusionist stood with her shoulders hunched, fists clenched by her sides, skin sickly pale. Blood seeped from a cut on her arm, as did curls of black mist like the wisps trailing from her clothing. Whereas the shadowy miasma had given her twisted theatrics yet another unnerving edge, she now looked as if the slightest gust of wind would evaporate her. Her gaze flicked from side to side, then down at the snow, away from the aftermath.

Allegra's glare softened. A moment ago, she hadn't known whether to thank the girl or slap her. Now, she went with a different instinct. She rested a trembling hand on her rescuer's back. The girl tensed, but didn't shrug away. "You're hurt," the light girl whispered.

Her words earned a snicker. "Yeah, I'd figured out that much. Ehh, it's nothing though, you're the one who needs the most patching up."

With the adrenaline wearing off, jolts of pain sharpened with every movement. Gritting her teeth, Allegra looked down at the claw marks running across the left side of her torso, the crimson stain spreading from the wound. It didn't seem deep, but in any case, her own physical state wasn't her main concern. "It doesn't matter... I don't need help, they do..." One look reminded her that many of these people were beyond help. "Th-This... This isn't how things are supposed to be..."

As the newcomer staggered onwards, Phantasmagoria accompanied her, with none of the usual spring to her step. Normally, she'd only follow a light girl while joining Kiru in a chase. Watching someone's worldview get shattered beyond repair, though... There was just something about that she couldn't ignore.

"Can't argue with ya there," she muttered. "But it is what it is."



Tama Miyara Angelite

@Noxx @SimpleWriter

Just as suddenly as the attacker's battle-rage had come on, it stopped. As the shield faded, Angelite kept her wings curled around her body, keeping on her guard and primed to regrow her crystal shell if she had to. This could be some kind of trick, after all. Instead of resuming the fight, though, the girl muttered a threat before slipping into the shadows.

Angelite stared blankly in the direction the crazed girl had vanished. "I'm not even going to try to make sense of that," she muttered, before turning to Soma. "Are you alright?"

The chaos had died down, not just in front of them but all around them. Remnants of the last few Nightmares floated and faded like smoke from doused flames. It should have felt like a victory, but with all the carnage spread throughout the city, could it really be said to have been such?

As if denying the situation could change it, Angelite shook her head, only looking up when a glimpse of green and white flitted into view.

"Gaia... Oh thank goodness you're ok," the crystal user breathed, pushing through the aches in her limbs and running to her. "Have you seen Alara?"
@TheWindel I'm thinking two or so might be best, also I think I'll take out the bit about Reverb working on enemy attacks, that'd be more difficult to time, and her techniques are supposed to be about coordination with allies.
@TheWindel Ah, yeah she'd need to do that to be able to recreate the effect later, I'll add that detail in.
@TheWindel Yep, Distortion can only be used on ally moves, and as for Reverb, it doesn't increase the effects of attacks, more like makes certain ones repeat themselves (think echo effects). Like if one of Gaia's flower bombs went off within the last few minutes, another explosion could happen, Allegra would just have to time it right.
@TheWindel @KoL Here's Biri's replacement as the new girl:

Amber Pine

Mesalon Gym -> Outside the Pokecentre

@Dusksong

"It's no problem," Amber reassured Aedre. "I'll be right with you in a moment." After heading back to the main hall to tell Rachel and Vivianne she'd be out for a while, she returned, the two watchful Pokemon in tow. "Alright, let's go take a look."

She turned at the sound of laboured footsteps. "I'll help out too!" Sophia called, in that groggy tone of someone who had just woken up. The brunette clung to her Bronzor, still barely able to stand despite her recent nap. "I mean this calls for a skillset like mine."

Amber took a few seconds to think over her response. It would have to be worded carefully, very carefully, so that it wouldn't be taken the wrong way. "Sophia... It's great that you want to help, but you don't have to overtax yourself," she decided on. "Your abilities would be at their best if you let them recover now and again."

Just as Amber had expected, Sophia rolled her eyes. "Oh geez! First Rheese, then Oscar, now you! How many times do I have to tell people I'm fine?"

There was no talking her out of it. "Just let us know if you want to head back," the researcher said as she made her way to the exit. "Nobody will fault you for it." Nobody except Sophia herself, anyway. If only there was some way to convince her she didn't have to.

The air outside was steadily cooling, pink tinges to the clouds. Evening settling over the quiet little town would make for a picturesque scene, Amber thought, if not for the multitude of thoughts rushing through her mind, competing for the forefront. She turned to Aedre, keeping up the pretense that she had nothing else to focus on for now. "So, whereabouts did you last have it?"

In the corner of her eye, she saw Sophia sag, her grip nearly loosening from Clarus. "Please..." Amber rushed to her side. "Don't keep doing this to yourself. Maybe we should stop by the Pokemon centre, then if you feel better later and we still haven't found the package, you can help out."




Sophia Danvers

Mesalon Gym -> Pokecentre

@Dusksong @OtomostheCrazy @fer1323

Amber's words sounded distant through the fog of dizziness that filled Sophia's mind. She held on to Clarus with all the strength she could manage, her weakening state proof of something she didn't want to accept. Amber was right. She wouldn't be of any use right now.

"But..." she started. All she'd done was try to sense anything out of the ordinary, yet in her current state, even that had proven too much. Before she could say anything more, or resume her particular way of searching, Lacey backed Amber up with an insistent squeak of "Gothi-gothi!"

Sophia hung her head. "Maybe just for a while then, but I'll be fine before long," she mumbled, trudging along after the others. "If there's anything I can do to help, though..." Surely she of all people should be able to assist her friends.

... Her friends. That bitterness welling through her wasn't just from humiliation, Sophia acknowledged. Aedre may have shown a grating amount of pity after the disastrous gym battle yesterday, and Amber was almost as bad a know-it-all as Oscar, but... She really did want to help these people. Aedre had seemed so nervous, and Sophia knew exactly what the feeling of having messed up was like.

It was when they neared the Pokemon centre that Lacey piped up again. "Gothi! Ita!" she called, pointing a stubby hand at the other two trainers.

"Hm?" As her starter Pokemon stared intently at her, Sophia felt a gentle push at her mind. "You want to tell me something?" Lacey nodded, and a brief image flashed through Sophia's head. An image of the Gothita trotting after the group of flying Pokemon. "You'd like to help them search?" Another nod.

Despite her sulky mood, Sophia gave a little smile. "I'll wait inside for you, and please, let me know if there's any trouble." She turned her attention to Amber and Aedre. "Make sure you treat her well, ok?" These two seemed like people she could trust, but still, she had to make it clear she would NOT be happy if any avoidable problems came up.

Staggering to the doors, she glanced over her shoulder. "See you Lacey... And try not to worry about me." With that, she headed inside. She still couldn't shake the guilt at her own inability to contribute, but even if she couldn't be helpful, at least Lacey could. Now to sit and wait for the group and her starter to return.

She shuffled towards a chair, stopping as she spotted who else was in the lobby. Two people she wasn't exactly in the mood to deal with. Turning away, she slunk towards one of the further ends of the room, for once hoping to avoid being noticed.

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