Paradox Witch

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

@Paradox Witch So if I understand it correctly, it stops time for those inside, or at least prevents the affected character from taking action? Apologies if I'm missing the obvious, here, but it sounds kind of abusable, and even if it could only affect allies, I'm worried it stops them from acting for a little while.

@RolePlayerRoxas

Ah, sorry, just realized that I didn't clarify that in the CS, so that's my bad. It wasn't intended to be usable on living things, I can edit that in.

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

Is the Preservation skill some type of shielding ability, or does it literally make it impossible to alter or damage something it affects?
Also, I'm assuming the Keine picture is to show off her costume? Since, well... proportions and all.

@RolePlayerRoxas

It's mainly intended to be used as a shielding ability, but the basis behind it is less "protecting" and more "putting in stasis", so the theory is a little different. Of course, it's not impossible to break past that; with enough external force, you'd be able to break through the magic keeping it "preserved" and overturn it.

And yeah, righto on Keine. Not planning on making a ten year old like that. :P

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

Edited~

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

Reality

"Hiya! It's nice to meet you, you lecherous pig!"

Name: Hikari Matsushima

Age: 10

Gender: Female

Personality: A bubbly, energetic, and generally happy girl. The sort of thing you would expect from a relatively hyperactive child of her age. Enthralled by the unusual, enraptured by the world, and just generally either a joy or annoyance, depending on your perspective. It is however worth noting one fairy important fact about her aside from this, which would be her speech. It is acerbic, biting, and utterly unsuitable for one of her temperament to the point that when one hears her mock another individual, there's a good chance they will assume that they misheard.

General Info: A standard life with a standard family, little needs narrating. There is no complicated trauma, or tragic past, or quest for revenge, so she has a pretty clean slate. Carries around a bag of assorted candy with her at all times, in case of emergency.

Fiction

"Let's begin the party, everyone~"

Mythical Creature: Fuguruma

Powers: An Ayakashi with an existence based around stories. Love and tragedy are merely the same, it is the job of this being to allow the recordings to remain in this world, to remain relevant. All witnessed events are recorded, 100%, and these recordings cannot be shaken, damaged, or lost. Its mental acuity is frightening. In that sense, the Fuguruma can be called the natural enemy of attacks that act on such things as the mind or soul.
To fulfill its role, it possesses several additional innate abilities, but at the current time, only one is accessible. This is "Preservation", born from its role in being meant to preserve the books of the Imperial Palace and keep them from harm. By her will, anything can be preserved, put into stasis and prevented from changing. A preserved book will come out of a fire unscathed. It is a power of protection, to keep safe that which she is meant to. Though, she is always capable of undoing her preservation, if the desire strikes her.

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

Thinking something Lewis Carroll-y, the Snark for instance. Basically a gimmick power based in turning the "normal" into the "ridiculous", as a crux.

Phantasma Festival (A Magical Girl RP)

Do the creatures have to be purely mythological, or are fictional things more in line with fairy tale creatures also acceptable? (pre-1900 ones, of course)

Fate/Red Winter

So're we dead or what?

Fate/Red Winter

I am sorry to say that starting tomorrow, I will be gone till next Sunday.

Try not to cry without me~

If something happens that demands that I post, Rosette has my permission to post with Ravana.

I also grant Jet Li permission to post as himself, but he's the only one who I give permission to on Carly-Beth's end.

Fate/Red Winter

Jet Li
Church on the Hill, Interior

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Jet Li had listened to the meeting accordingly, transmitting all information perceived to Carly-Beth as he did so. The information was of no personal interest to him, on account of its nature, so he had no personal stake to be gleaned.

However, he could not leave immediately after the "meeting".

This was because he was currently being screamed at by his Master, who had looked through his eyes and demanded something of him. Under the thrall of that homunculus, he was helpless to resist, and so he acted in accordance with her orders.

Running over to the doll that had attended this meeting, a being not borne of blood but of something Other, he reached her before she had reached the exit of the Church, and spoke.

"I have been told to inform you that you are cute."

Fate/Red Winter

Jet Li
Church On the Hill, Nave

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As per the orders of his master, the strongest existence of this war had ventured towards the Church for meeting-related things.

He had no car. He had no bike. All he had were his legs. Much like a samurai by the name of Jack, he would persevere in the face of adversity. Even if the law of the World were to turn against him, he would struggle against the tide.

He was now a familiar, bound to a mask that was imprinted on this body, but he regretted nothing about his path.

He had no regrets. How could one have regrets when their actions were necessary for the path they walked? All the same, in spite of this path, in spite of the soul he had thrown behind carving it out, he was simply another actor, bellowing about his Kung-Fu until he faded into naught.

-But that was why he could continue forwards now. That was why, with every step he took, he could take the world into himself. Inhalation and Exhalation. Contraction and Expansion. Yin and Yang. World and Self.

Yes, because that could be the only path for one who chased after that ideal, who chased after truly amazing Kung-Fu.

If Bajiquan needs no second strike, then he would surpass even the truly amazing Kung-Fu of that man.

But for now...

All he could do was enter the Church.

Would anyone recognize him?

Maybe.