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Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

@Duthguy, @Ammokkx

Both are fine and accepted by me. You can place them in the Character Tab.

@DesperatePerson

She's also good to go on my front, though wait for @KoL's opinions on her.

@WindsOfFate

Looking at him, it seems he has a few too many butterflies at his disposal. I'd recommend maybe removing the Gold Butterflies since we already have a healer through Ayaka. With the remaining 3 butterflies, he should be good to go on my end.

The Crazed Kingdom, Gabaras

Time to think of character names.

Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

The Scorpion and the Frog

The Crazed Kingdom, Gabaras

I’ll keep an eye on this.

Tower of Fable

For every action, there was in consequence a reaction. Such was the simple makeup of life, the building steps, and these factors applied all the same within the Floors of the Tower. As its occupants acted, so too did the Tower react, ever changing, constantly moving, and never stopping. The first of such fates was Caprice, who’s searching among the theater room revealed very little. It was hardly a hoarding place of Victoire’s treasures, but maybe treasures came in a different fashion. Gleaming somewhere among the useless junk was a hand mirror.

Seemingly tossed away and forgotten, it held with it a certain charm that stood out among the rest of the tossed aside tools. Whether it contained some dormant power was yet to be seen but if nothing else, it would make for a hefty item to sell back at the Dangeki. Nothing else stuck out of interest unless Caprice wanted to rummage around in the theater room some more. By then, Thomas had since left the group, drawn to his own fate by the terrible power emanating from Victoire’s throne chamber. The boy was greeted straight with the sight of the giant serpent terrorizing everyone soon enough, a grander, much bigger version of the snakes he fought.

All of these events and more happened as they should, calculated and predicted by the Tower’s functioning system. Even so-called anomalies like the Snake could be countered with precise action on the part of the Tower’s occupants. And yet, one event suddenly set the inner-workings on pause and delay from how sudden of a conjecture it was. It was brief, passing for just a moment, but it was there; the death of a card holder. The pause lasted for an eternity and for a heartbeat all at once while the Tower located the source of the occurrence. While true, many were likely to perish, and have perished, within the Tower’s walls, there was something off about this one.

The Tower scanned, searched, locating, finding, until the image of Riku’s collapsed and bloodied corpse was noted. Despite her very obvious demise, there still remained sparks of life emanating from her. Curious indeed; so that was it then. In the time it took to ponder, it was the time it took to recognize and categorize the anomaly. Yes, this one would need to be watched. In the likelihood of another passing, she might even be taken in for further studies, though the Tower knew of her source all too well. At this point it was working on a curiosity of its own.

Perhaps that was why it chose to grant her a boon of sorts. Identifying the weakest Serei card in Riku’s deck, the princess, when she eventually woke up from her restless slumber, would find her God of Hornets, Apia card replaced with a new, shining one that burned and radiated with power enough to tear her body asunder and send her right back to the Deathsphere. It was enough to even give the Snake momentary pause as well, flicking its head in Riku’s direction before ignoring her for its true prize. Why would it waste its time with another wolf?

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Tower of Fable

The revelation of what exactly Annabel swiped spilled out and about, but there was hardly time for the throne room’s occupants to process the information entirely, let alone put too much stock into it. The appearance of the towering serpent turned all attention towards it, barring the strife between Riku and Ami. As those two dueled, so too did the snake ignore them in favor for Annabel still. With a yelp, the huntress found herself pulled away by powerful gusts of wind just as the dark orb sailed past her, crackling and wobbling the space around its dense form.

Crashing just above Victoire’s throne, it did horrible wonders to the vampire’s migraine that only worsened the longer the snake remained in her presence. “Hey, yeah, sure, but maybe warn a girl next time you do that,” Annabel said to Akiko while also noting Victoire’s sickened expression and the damage being done to her throne room. “But, uh, I don’t know how these card thingies work-and you’re already gone. Nice.” Watching Akiko jet herself away with an invisible force, Annabel did much of the same, kicking off from the wall and zipping forward.

With gravity free to abuse in the situation, she did as Akiko instructed, bouncing from wall to wall with firearm in place, firing shots at the great serpent. As it was still focused on her, the snake snarled and hissed loudly in her direction, the force and reverberation of its tone enough to rattle the bones of all occupants involved. Each gunshot missed its mark however as portals, small but very much real, opened up wherever the shots made contact, absorbing them away like a snake swallowing its prey.

Its eyes flashed in irritation in seeing and feeling Kanbaru and Akiko approach. Much like the bard, Kanbaru had assistance in her own making, the JSTR tossing her with the force of a rocket on command towards the snake. However, the beast was still a serpent and its speed was underestimated for its size. It spun about, fast, scales shredding the air like a living buzzsaw as it whacked both Kanbaru and Akiko out the air and dead in their momentum with its body to slam them back with just as much force as their start up.

“Yeah, no, this isn’t working guys,” Annabel called out, still bouncing around to keep herself from being caught in the gravity trap. Given the snake was still trailing its sights on her, she couldn’t help but ponder and wonder and… “Hey, so new idea, who’s the strongest in here. Like, no bullshit, the actual strongest around?” No sooner was she listing off her question would she suddenly toss the Serei card treasure over, seeing it arc across the air like a bullet to its new occupant. “Got me a quick-thinking, on the nose fast plan!”

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The Devil Hunter Agency

Despite her predicament in being trapped, Mai’s prowess in deducing the situation was enough to see fit in earning her rank as a Devil Hunter. The great presence around her felt more like a solid hand than the air pressing down on her body. Her analysis of the environment around her proved to be useful because the sound of movement filled around her ears. Something, whatever it was that held her, was moving, big enough to grasp her completely in its hand.

Invisible to the normal eye, the creature soon lifted Mai up higher from the ground. More noises filled the air, teeth creaking as a set of invisible jaws loomed over the Devil Hunter like a cavern ready to collapse upon her head. The only indication of its presence was the humid, acrid breath washing down Mai’s face and slightly stinging drool plopping down like rain. A row of teeth made manifest above her as the creature flickered into view, its camouflage slowly made out.

Although the creature wasn’t entirely revealed in its hideous glory, its flesh rippled in an outline distinct from the background of its surroundings. Even flashes of its true visage bled through for Mai to witness as the Youkai known as an Imori towered above her, ready to consume her completely. By its lizard-like complexion, it seemed the best candidate responsible for the shed skin found earlier on the shrine grounds.

It only paused when it sensed the Fake-Envoy gathering the last of the salvageable black rocks. Driven by instinct like all Youkai, the Imori turned itself completely invisible again and lumbered towards their position and to the Fake-Envoy. Its footfalls left little sound, and to the outside viewer, it was as if Mai was floating in midair, gliding over to the Fake-Envoy’s location.

The Devil Hunter Agency

Where once the park experienced mild and pleasant sunny weather, it soon became bubbled in a dome of darkness courtesy of Limen. With the addition of Da-Xia becoming decommissioned from any fighting, the barrier-making demon was proving to be a formidable force by himself to the DHA. How long it would last however, given his abilities and new distraction with Hanako, was anyone’s guess, but the ghost’s efforts, as unappreciated as they were, gave the rest of Da-Xia’s team a chance to formulate some plan. That plan boiled down to simply following the bugs.

Wreathed in her tornado of fire and feathers, Beniha was able to cut clean through the chittering bug Youkai that lined her path. Experienced as she was, she would find no delay in eventually reaching where the insects gathered, deep into the wooded section of the park. It was there Rufus and Haruka had their conversation before being interrupted by the shrill hisses and chitters of the bugs. The Youkai, mindless and reliant on instinct as they were, immediately noticed the black rock supply. Without warning, they shrilled and bombarded Rufus and Haruka with near-suicidal intent, the black rocks remaining neutral even as they were collected.

It was this hellish scene that Beniha would walk into. Kaze would also eventually find his way, though at a much slower pace both from his power and for the bugs finding more attraction towards him. When he arrived, he would find a good chunk of the swarm had followed him into the fray of the woods as well. Such vibrant chaos was to be expected of those who laid in the shadows and it was almost no different to what played out at the shrine as well.

It was there where Hoshio’s team were swiftly making work of Shika’s puppet-like creatures; more importantly, the barrage of arrows rained down by Hoshio did quick work in shattering the black stones. Unlike before, instead of detonating, they disintegrated completely upon brute force impact. The rocks gave off a screech only the demons could hear before, like sprouts, they dove underground and away from the hunters. Their next appearance wasn’t too far away, popping up like mushrooms before the doppleganger Envoy and Mai, all gathered in one place.

As Maria faced the ongoing tide of red swept her way courtesy of Shika, Mai was left to handle the “civilian” before her. Indeed, there was no indication the fake Envoy was anything but human, especially given her very real reaction. Even as she fled there was already a story forming to spin to Mai about how she was simply curious about the black stones. That was assuming the hunter could catch her because the force that spooked the double revealed itself.

A large, overbearing presence wrapped over Mai and pressed down like a crushing grip. However, if she checked her surroundings, she’d notice there were no Youkai in sight. This didn’t stop the force from tightening around her as if she were caught by a hand. Perhaps this new creature was invisible? Whatever it was, it may have also been responsible for the shed skin seen littering the holy shrine grounds just before the fighting broke out.

Tower of Fable

Disjointed as they were, it seemed this latest group within the Tower had enough sense and compassion to look after one another. Or perhaps it was practicality that drove on the efforts to heal Clair. Whatever the case, Rose’s group was left relatively undisturbed by snakes and monsters when one of their own was stewing and suffering in venom. Different ailments were used from all sides, including elven magic and conjured pizza. The scene was almost peaceful were it not for Clair’s condition and the sounds now rocking the entire mansion.

Indeed, the noises of battle were beginning to rupture and shake Victoire’s estate all around as mighty forces clashed right in front of her. Within the throne room, the scenery was filled with water, fire, and fog of all kinds as the two-way battle raged as it did. While Ami and Riku continued their bout with serious intention, Annabel only sighed and propped herself back right-side up on her broom in response to Kanbaru. “What’s with you all making this a water park,” she mused, her broom suddenly moving with all the velocity of Kanbaru’s motorcycle.

She skirted and skeened off the pillar of water aimed for her, even riding it like an actual wave with her broom as a surfboard no different to Riku’s maneuver. “Hey hatty, can’t you see I’m having a nice chat with the lady here? Maybe wait your turn and I’ll think about buying you dinner.” However, any conversation continued with Victoire was to be intruded by the appearance of another. Being the only one to notice the converging source of power soon to break through her throne room doors, it was appropriate Victoire was unphased.

The snakes that attacked Rose’s crew had long since converged into a single, dark shape that now burst through the doors without a second thought. Emerging from the darkness rose a serpent as black as coal, the very same that attacked the theater room; only now it was big enough to reach towards the ceiling. Eyes gleaming a hellish purple, it gave a low reptilian hiss that shook the bones of everyone in the room as well as casting an after result. Suddenly Annabel was floating upwards without control of her broom; they all were, as gravity became displaced by the snake’s very presence.

Water and embers and fog all hovered in stasis midair, along with the rest of the room’s patrons. The snake shook its head, swiveling side to side as if looking for its next prey. When it laid its gaze upon Annabel, it blinked once in impossible regard before conjuring a dense orb identical to the one it used in the theater room. “Ah, well, guess this makes us all target practice,” the huntress said with a nervous gulp, trying to swim her way through the air to avoid line of fire.

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The Devil Hunter Agency

Irony aside, there's nothing wrong with her. How long she'll last, we'll see. Put her in the Character Tab, @Unlucky0013.