TheWendil

Jigokuraku Academy

@KoL

Trying to outdo me, huh.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

Due to server issues, here are the new collab pads for the Christmas Party and Karaoke Bar respectively.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

End of Act I. Now the fun begins.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

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“You’re late, Rania.” Chiaki blinked her eyes in the direction of the dark-skinned girl. Before Touka could make a fuss about yet another newcomer crashing their party, she adjusted her glasses and sighed. “Relax. This is Misturi Rania. Another former Detention Club member and my partner.” Then her eyes scanned the faces in front of her before finally settling on Kanbaru. “As well as the previous Code Keeper of the Club. She’s here to attend the festivities. Just like me.”

“A-Ah, well it’s nice to have you b-both here, S-Senpais,” Touka said, mentally kicking herself. Had she known there were more girls showing up, she might have invested in another candy bowl. “E-Er, is there anyone else we should be expecting…Senpai?” Chiaki was paying her no mind. Instead, the former President was looking at the restaurant clock.

“No. It’s just us for now,” Chiaki finally responded, taking a taiyaki from the bag and wrapping it in a paper towel. “The rest are no longer with us, if that’s what you’re wondering.” Another glance at the clock, only this time Chiaki was moving her body towards the door. “Apologies. I intend to stay longer, but there’s something I have to do right now. Make yourself comfortable in my restaurant, Rania.”

“H-Hey wait, you just got here. D-Don’t you want to-huh? Your restaurant?” Touka blinked, looking around at the space that had become their party room. The furniture and Chiaki’s words sparked memory in her eyes. “O-Oh yeah, Senpai. I wanted to talk to you about the other night when I-” Though Chiaki was already walking out the door, hurry present in her step. Whatever she had to do was apparently something that needed her full attention. “Ah…I can mention her sister later….”

Outside, the snow had slowed into a small trickle of flakes. Soft to the touch, the scenery could almost count as beautiful or perhaps even nostalgic. Nevertheless, Chiaki wasted no time from taking in the sights or the sensations. Rather, her gaze brought her forward to the gathered meeting spot. In the decrepit portions of Old Miso City, she spotted schools and playgrounds, relics of the past to her. She gave these thoughts and sights only a moment of consideration before moving on.

It wasn’t very long before she had reached their meeting ground, though she kept glancing about, as if to check the time on a clock that wasn’t present. Or perhaps she was self-conscious about being late. Whatever the case, it was just another corner before she entered into the alleyway of choice.

A sectioned off segment leading from the older parts of the city into the newer portions, it was a place of solitude and one where she could speak freely. No one was around, but Chiaki knew full well who would be waiting for her around the corner, waiting in the shadows of the alleyway. The taiyaki had since started to lose its warmth in her papered palm, but perhaps her guest would overlook it? It was a token, as small as it was, to something much greater. Something that couldn’t be retained or given back, now and forever.

Because when Chiaki rounded the corner, what she expected to find wasn’t there. What little warmth she would have found refuge in had been snuffed out and extinguished. Chiaki’s blank expression twitched a little, her eyes widening a fraction behind her glasses. Luna’s lifeless eyes stared back at her.

A large, red wound crept from the body's right shoulder down to Luna's midsection. The tattoo mark that had once symbolized Luna’s Emblem was faded, barely recognized under the layer of red. The girl’s body had been left where it had fallen, cold and abandoned like the rest of the alleyway’s trash. “Luna….” Chiaki approached the body with slow, shaky steps, before collapsing to her knees.

In Miso City, the winters were cold and the hearts were ever colder. Among the values of love and friendship, miracles and wishes, there were always despair and spite. There would always be curses. And for every wish, those curses were traded in equal place. Perhaps for all on Christmas day, the city had gotten just that much colder.

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Discipline: Hide in the Fairytale

Ciel Medeley

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_Name

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Ciel Medeley

_Age

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16

_{Class Year}

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4ᵀᴴ

_Nationality

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Albion

_Appearance

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Hailing from Albion, Ciel’s tastes in fashion and fine details reflect her choice in attire. Often sporting grayish dresses, she makes sure to pick patterns that are easy to the eye when clashed with her physical appearance. Slated, dulled hair and blue eyes contrast with her near-pale complexion. Overall, she is at most, the common image of delicacy that comes to mind when thinking of Albion.

_Background

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The name “Medeley” invokes knowledge and divination when spoken. So too is the aura given off by the clan of long-lined scholarly officials the Medeley family has produced. Having been born into a family nexus that revolved around history and research, Ciel was exposed to such tastes of literature and arts from an early age. As with any Medeley, she soon developed a taste for greater knowledge that was most unsated, one that was greatly encouraged by family.

It was this same encouragement that spurned her to increase her foresight and education. So too then was she pushed towards entering the Academy to fulfill these basic jurisdictions. After all, no Medeley was without a proper educational background; neither would be the youngest of the family. Driven by a desire to excel in all that she puts her mind to, Ciel aims only for the best she can achieve.

_{Affinities & Talents}

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Horseback Riding
Firearms
Fine Arts
Literature
Sewing

_{Additional Information}

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Nothing to add at the moment.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

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Touka sensed Maiko before seeing her and even when the girl entered the restaurant, her gaze lingered onto the snow outside for a second more. Slowly, she turned to bring that stare onto her fellow clumb member. Then her expression wobbled into a smile. "O-Oh, hi Maiko-Chan! It's good to see you so e-early, eheh..." The President eyed the heavy bag Maiko was carrying, raising her curiosities higher. "Allergies? N-No, I don't think anyone here has some. O-Oh, but I brought some sweets for the party! Hopefully it sits well with the d-drinks, eheh...."

The guttural roar of a motor cycle engine drew close to the restaurant, only to choke out into blissful silence parked out back. Seconds ticked by before the door was shouldered open and a ray of sunshine with blue hair waltzed in with arms laden by three wide boxes of brightly colored cardboard. Their tops had transparent sheets of plastic, revealing the delectably sweet ice cream cakes there in. "Hiyo! I've brought cake~" Kanbaru greeted the room before scampering past Touka and Maiko to stuff them into a freezer so they could enjoy a treat later.

Speaking of sweats, Touka flicked her eyes to the boxes Kanbaru burst in with. There was no time for introductions, not when the ice-user was balancing three different boxes all at once. The freezer wasn't so far from the bar counter, of which two bowls rested on either side. One was filled with green spearmint candies while the other was loaded with red peppermints; each of which provided by the President. Though Touka felt they could all figure that out.

There wasn't time to muse on it, not when the next party guest was arriving. "Oh, h-hi Ayumaaah!" A small squeak escaped Touka's voice as the entire diner began to change. What resulted was a rather nightmarish display of Christmas cheer, one that'd make any purist have a heart attack in their throat. Still, as the leading show woman of Team Fantasia made her mark, there was a different sort of magic that underlied Ayuma's. Touka narrowed her eyes, feeling the resonance pulse just under the surface. She hadn't felt that since....

"Er, Ayuma? T-This isn't exactly a....this is more Halloween than Christmas, d-don't you think?" The President was trembling just a little from the spooky incarnations and illusions surrounding them, holding in another yelp as she just now noticed the hands. And the new presence too. It was definitely magical in property, one familiar and-without waiting for anyone else, Touka crept towards the front door and opened. What she saw waiting for her was a girl as short as she was munching on a bag of warm taiyaki. If she was concerned about barging into a party for Dark Magical Girls, she didn't look the part.

"N-No way...Senpai!?"

Discipline: Hide in the Fairytale

Shouldn't you be posting.

Discipline: Hide in the Fairytale

Expect a relative character tomorrow.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

I'm going to regret this. But I've decided to have the Christmas Party and Karaoke Bar scenes open in mass collab pads, each of which are linked in their respective titles. You don't need to collab for each party; you can post by post if you so choose to. This is just to keep people in one place, though you're free to bounce in either or to see what others are doing. Depending on how long each collab is, it will be posted in segments. Keep this in mind.

Jigokuraku Academy

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The day had hardly begun and already, Houki was gaining a swift migraine. Everyone in their class seemed to have an incessant love for shouting, announcing their plans and orders in broad daylight. They were would-be heroes alright; had the bravado and, in some people’s cases, arrogance, already. Houki raised a hand to gently rub at her temples, only now remembering she had linked palms with the resident cat girl. In the end, she didn’t know why she had done so. Maybe out of shyness.

It wasn’t long before her action was deemed as starting the civilian rescuing team. In truth, it was more akin to getting away from the noise, but Houki didn’t complain when she and Minami were joined by a third girl. The glasses-sporting blonde returned the newcomer’s nod with one of her own, liking where this girl was thinking. That said, there were still others who thought going at it alone would be the best option. Even if it was, it was doubtful that was what the teachers were even looking for.

“Ignore her,” Houki said to no one in particular, casting a glance at the girl with a bad hair day. “It’s a hero test for a reason. Logically, it makes more sense to do heroic actions.” Voice as dull as her expression, it was easy to gauge that Houki just wanted the exam to begin at this point. The more time they spent standing around in the cold was more time they’d be shaking against each other for warmth. At least she had the decency to bring a scarf…wait. She was talking to someone, right?

“Ah. My name is Orimura,” she said, finally turning her gaze to Minami. “Orimura Houki. It’s nice to meet you.” Houki blinked slowly at the offered juice but figured cold beverages were fine to have on equally cold weather. Taking the juice box for herself, Houki spent more time trying to stab its opening with the straw than paying attention to her peers; of which included some metal enthusiast, more bossing around, and more students just standing there freezing.

She would continue to sip her juice even during Mari’s outburst. At least she had her goals in check, more that could be said for some of the others. Once all was said and done, Houki finished her juice box, stuffed the empty plastic in her pocket, and nodded at Mari once again. “It’s fine. I want to stay in this team. Rescuing people is more important. We’re still a team.” Those words included Shiki, who had joined their little gathering of girls. Lucky him.