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Because you deserve it.
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>>5813709
ARE YOU WITCHES AND BITCHES AND MEGUCANIGGAS DOING YOUR PART THIS ALL HALLOW'S EVE?! YOU BETTER FUCKING BE
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Previous thread:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5685111/

Previous flashback:
https://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive/2023/5765175/

Warning:
Madoka Magica spoilers. Do NOT read any of this if you haven't watched the original anime series. If little girls in frilly suits shooting pink lasers give you cringe, fucking swallow it and watch it anyway.

INTRO (don’t skip this)

◕ Meguca Royale follows Alfred 'Big Cock' Hitchcock, a man with a penis of such stupid dimensions that he can travel through time. After rewinding time ten thousand times to slap the nigga who slapped his ass ten thousand times, Alfred ends up in the universe of Shrek and discovers that the events that the movies conveys were indeed real. Destroyed by this realization he becomes a writer. The fear that he ends up enjoying this imaginary enough to forget how to live in the real one begins to take over.

◕ Big ass news here: rules have changes.
-Each character update will not exceed a single post, and will be as short as possible.
-A thread will always be open until we finish or nobody gives a fuck anymore. If I need time I'll just say it and leave it there in stasis.
-Basically, we rushin.

◕ 'Nigga it has been almost A YEAR, a aint reading all dat shit':
-Five Magical Girls,
Emma, who is nice and has panic attacks,
Rita, who is very funny but seclusive,
Jimena, who hardly ever gives a fuck,
Erika, who is Mengele dressed like Hitler,
and Lucinda,
wake up one day to find that their minds are linked together and that they can read each other's thoughts, at least the superficial ones.
-Additionally, the entire city of Buenos Aires, where they fight for their sustenance as Magical Girls, gets suddenly flooded by flying wooden Toys of many types looking to possess them, and a gigantic Violet Tower has spawned at the center of Buenos Aires.
-Buenos Aires's (Capital) three factions of Magical Girls are forced to endure together inside the Tower, which is the only place safe from the Toys.
-The Order of the End, a worldwide faction that seeks to end the existence of Magical Girls on this planet, is the one behind the attacks. They want to destroy all Incubators, the white cats or whatever that turns little girls into megucas.
-The Blue Gates, a nearly-extinct faction, is instead turning prospect Magical Girls into human Incubators.

◕ In the previous thread:
Ƹ>: Helen, who had her broken powers sealed, has accepted to become a Coordinator.
凸 & ರೃ: Lucinda Newhorn, dreaded prodigy, and Rita Hammerhead, who once tried to adopt a bat she found in a trashcan, have finally found the Witch.
ᕙ & ■-■: Jimena Gimenez and Erika Kruppman, after attempting to assassinate Hush, Faction Leader of the Order of the End, ended up captured.
▲: And Emma Imeredala has an actual, successful date with her SISTER- who turns out to be just another Crow Knight of the Order of the End.
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◕ A few notes on narrative: Players are the consciousness of their character. Me, on the other hand, am the african american magical lamp peddler in charge of the /subconscious/ of the characters. This means that if for some reason you say ‘fuck it’ and decide to go full yuri menhera on an npc your character /will/ have to roll against the fear of being rejected before even walking up to the girl it likes like she’s about to shit itself on the spot. Unless it’s Lucinda.
After some consideration, I've decided that I find pretty endearing when you guys use character voice/first person, so fuck it, just go crazy. That being said, try not to build on top of the assumption that things are going to happen like you think they will: face everything as if poking strange, alien machinery. Red-eyed.
To keep with tradition, I'll use "Punching Jimena in the face" to illustrate my point: don't assume that she won't bend her face sideways to avoid it.

◕ FAQ:
Q: Didn't you pussy out?
A: I've decided to let you guys be the judges of wheter this road sucks major ass or not. Reading cringe is a man's choice.

Q: What now?
A: No matter how borderline retarded, any shitty ending beats a cliffhanger. I've got little time left so we'll speedrun this shit and roll a fuckton of dice until whatever luck that's left burns out in peace.

Q: Are we getting more bigguca?
A: No, but only because I'll have to deal with my real project very soon. Despite it all, there would have been more.

Q: What do you think of the upcoming Madoka Magica film?
A: I absolutely fucking dread it. So many things could be so good, and so many things could be so unbearably cringy. There's no doubt in anyone's mind that the animation is going to be 100% fucking bananas, but I've been praying every night that Urobutcho the Butch don't make that plot 2deep4you. Rebellion felt like that. You fucking know I'm right.
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-It's that day where dead things come back, or at least it's Halloween.

-Very unlikely I get to post anything today, but I'll leave the thread open to give everyone time to get there.

-Whoever the fuck put that -1 on suptg know you made me very sad, very lonely, and that I'm going to leave pineapples wherever you go until the day you die.

Thread open.
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>>5813734
Damn, I didn't expect to see you try an end to this. Especially after how mean I was. If Erikanon and Jimenanon show up feel free to chime in with controlling Helen.
>cliffhanger
Guess the archive tag worked.
QM, can you dock 1 point from perception and put it into charisma to make it 7?
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>>5813734
Awww shit, here we go again!
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>>5813737
holy fucking shit make up your mind
>You fucking know I'm right.
oh come the fuck on, it was a bit slow and trippy but thats it

alright cool, we are doing this, rain or hail heaven or hell
>>5813739
I'll try my best to help then!
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>>5813853
>I'll try my best to help then!
I gotta be 100% straight with you; the goal we are going to be aiming for is murdering Weird Eyes.

I've realized that I really dislike that 10-year age game romance she had with Aloe, that she wasn't there for Aloe for the War of Broken Candles, that she said Helen has 'such pretty little mouth.', and is an OP MC.

The good news is that Helen is an utter sociopath who threatens other kids with stabbing, Weird Eyes didn't tell Helen about magical girls becoming witches (dick move), and Helen did not even have to roll to discuss a plan to murder Hush with A-Chan.
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>>5813877
well, Jimena is 100% not cool with murder and I intend to stand by that. But right now she couldn't care less and I don't care what happens to WE either. If it comes down to it I'll Gomu Gomu no Jet Gatling her
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>>5813881
Oh, no, Jimena doesn't have to literally help kill Weird Eyes. I frankly think none of us could stand a chance of killing her even if we all ganged up on her. It's more of getting the noggin thinking of using charisma to make it an utterly unfair fight: say, turning all of Buenos Aires against Weird Eyes or convincing A-chan to up all of Helen's stats to 7, or if needed, Helen pulling a "Wanna see why they call me the dragon?" and doing what her dad did.

Helen probably wouldn't trust someone who got high before meeting a hostile faction leader with a murder plan.
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>>5813897
hey, her murder plan would have worked like, fifty percent of the time
but sure. I'm pretty sure if you just let Aloe or Hush know where she is they'll do the job for you
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>>5813910
>Aloe
I think this one might be an option if Helen can just use her charisma against her and turn that love of hers into utter hatred. Though poor Aloe might still be in love, she was given a ring and was infatuated with Weird Eyes. I'd feel much better if I could get the entirety of the Big West baying for Weird Eyes' head.
>Hush
uh, I know Helen is a second Raya in the making, but I am really leery of trying to interact with this death cultist, especially with her peace magic. Helen has a whole obsession over control and stuff, and mind magic would make her very paranoid. But it could be an option. Get two of that original trio turned against the one.

Man, Helen is a gal you don't want to be pissed at you, considering how far she'd be willing to go now that I think about it.
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ರೃ Lucinda Newhorn ರೃ
-A stoic-hearted Magical Girl capable of becoming free of anything.
-Her Magical Weapon is a gigantic crossbow that can turn into a scythe.
-She wished for freedom.
-Finally meeting the Witch, Lucinda doesn’t let her fame relax her.


&&

Rita Hammerhead
-A fun-hearted Magical Girl.
-Her Magical Weapon is a long rapier.
-She wished to own a water park.
-Still somewhat covered in milkshake juice, neither Rita is relaxing either.


-----------¢±µA≈Ø∩ΓßAαδΦΘдФ。︵༼༽Aω-—-------
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Dolphin-fucker. Rita and Lucinda both, looking down from the stadium stands of the floating circus glass dome, feel like they cut down the rope under the Ferris Wheel Familiar years ago.

The public is dead silent. Down there at the field, the Witch crawls through the floor by using its wings like claws as five spotlights shine on her. Covered in the darkness around her, the few human-silhouette-like Familiars in the arena are on a hectic rush to put all the pieces of the show in place, many of which are tables and crosses to which boys, girls, men, and women are tied to- those who neither fell in the abyss or became milkshake. Among them, as if already dead, is Jimena’s skinny, burly father.

When the Witch rips off a knife from a table, the ground-shaking blasts of sound return like a tsunami. The cheering is deafening.

The stadium is spherical in nature except for the stage at the bottom, plain and wide like a football field. It’s crowded to the brim by both humans and Familiars watching the show even from the seats on the walls and ceiling, which defy gravity. Above, the hole at the top of the stadium, looming over the stage, bathes the field in many pretty colors as it's right below the gigantic balloons keeping the circus afloat.

Nervous even though she’d never say it, Lucinda studies the Witch below; it looks like a butterfly being crushed in a bear trap. Its wings, massive, are tainted with gradients of many strong colors intertwined with no harmony or cohesion. As it drags all that rusty metal around, as the spikes of the ‘trap’ drag black blood from its ‘flesh’, the Witch, carrying a knife on a wing, gets closer to Jimena’s father on a cross.

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Jimena Gimenez
-A lazy-hearted Magical Girl capable of stretching her limbs way beyond human limits.
-Her Magical Weapon is a whip with a big hand at the end.
-She wished to be able to eat her own ass.
-After trying to end the conflict in a single swift blow, Jimena has been captured.


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Long live the Patriarchy. Jimena and Erika both got captured by none other than the enemy Faction Leader, Hush, right after the vTuber’s newfound conscience caused their assassination attempt to fail. Regardless, they live, and perhaps a similar consideration from the other part is all keeping them alive.

Finally not blindfolded (basically, after taking their hands off their eyes because that’s all Hush could have them do) the ragtag/suicide team finds themselves in a superbly elegant, yet not huge, magical monastery somewhere. Escorting them as they walk through the aisles are two hooded knights like secret piles of fancy, piled-up cookware given life and purpose, their steps heavy and clanky- Crow Knights of the Order of the End. Right in front of their nose, that pink hair waves sideways as it covers the back of the long Indian poncho; Hush is leading them somewhere.
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After a while, she stops at a bridge made of glass. A loud waterfall can be seen raining down below, but the steam that rises hides the bottom.

◙ Hush: Aight guys, take this one to the Toymaker.

She points at Erika- with her head, twice for good measure because Hush has no arms.

◙ Hush: I’m keeping this one. Also, deliver this letter to her.

Hush lifts a sealed envelope between her toes. Yet no Knight moves.

◙ Crow Knight: Your voice reeks of sinful hope.

Despite being high as fuck in more ways than one, Jimena can’t help but laugh like a chimpanzee being whipped with a wet towel. The Crow Knight’s voice sounds just too squeaky and tender.

◙ Hush: You know, it’s a pain in the dick being the Faction Leader of the only faction whose members consider their leaders to be below them. Just, like... trust me bro.

The Crow Knights face each other- but then one takes Erika away. The graceful, very tall blonde just yawns; Hush’s peace magic has laid roots deep on her. Jimena, on the same boat, now finds herself slightly more- alive, and then a bit more alive- and then gasping in fear as her agency kicks back in.

ᕙ Jimena: NO. Plug me back into the Matrix NOW.

◙ Hush: Hah, the Matrix. Only if you bring me back Petra Gurin. I’ve taken just enough magic from your ass to keep you sentient and yet look at you.

ᕙ Jimena: How about 'fuck that'? How about I just kill you instead, this time?

◙ Hush: If you would you wouldn’t have warned me.

Jimena doesn’t kill Hush.

◙ Hush: You can’t because, see, you are a good person. Like me. Hear me out, chap. My magic will leak away from you over time, but at this rate you’ll become a Witch if you don’t come back soon- and shaving it all off at once WILL kill you instantly. Now cover your eyes.

Compelled by yet another soothing wave of peace magic, Jimena does cover her eyes. By the time she sees again, she has been dropped somewhere in Palermo.

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■-■ Erika Kruppman ■-■
-A pragmatic-hearted Magical Girl capable of limited omniscience.
-Her Magical Weapon is a book-shield.
-She wished to know everything.
-Captured after making a bet, Erika is about to meet someone very important.


Forced marriage is okay sometimes. Erika finds herself in the ancient planetarium library of some wise wayward priest, dead for centuries. A transformed Magical Girl, by no means older than eleven years old, is lazily chewing on the head of a wet toothbrush. Underneath her leather cape, she looks very steampunk-ish. A little hat rests on the sides of her wood-brown hair, a simple gear resting on her head from which center comes out the top. Erika notices the dark circle on that hair: it resembles one of those black holes found in wood planks.

◙ Crow Knight: Toymaker, the Faction Leader sends this prisoner. And this letter.

◙ The Toymaker: So, even you now. I give up. ‘Toys’ it is.

Shooting a wary glance at Erika, the Toymaker picks up the envelope, carefully pries it open, and reads it aloud.

◙ The Toymaker: ‘Planet Cock.’ A riddle. But no time for that.

She walks up to the tall blonde and inspects her closely, going as far as to (not without some effort) lift her chin and even study her long, slender fingers one by one.

◙ Crow Knight: What are you doing?

◙ The Toymaker: I don’t know. Isn’t she pretty?

◙ Crow Knight: You are wasting seconds in the day of the Lion. May a blade find you for each.

◙ The Toymaker: If any blade finds me wouldn’t your day be over?

The Crow Knight walks away. Squinting at it, the Toymaker simply drags Erika away by the wrist. The super stern school council president is as meek as a cow being dragged to the slaughterhouse.

◙ The Toymaker: I’m going to make a single Friend out of you, but this one will be special. Or ‘Toy’, as everyone has decided to call them. It’s always me against the world. That’s why I need Friends.

■-■ Erika: Sure, drill my skull or whatever.

◙ The Toymaker: Um, I’ll pass. Unless you are made of wood? Your face seems made of wood. No; you aren’t. That would be just perfect. What was your wish?

■-■ Erika: To know everything.

◙ The Toymaker: What torture. And what power did you gain as a result?

■-■ Erika: Omniscience. Limited, radial omniscience.

The Toymaker’s face reminds Erika of her own, ten years ago when she opened that Christmas present.

>Erika can’t do shit lmao.
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Ƹ> Helena Troyes
-A broken-hearted Magical Girl incapable of containing her power.
-Her Magical Weapon is unknown.
-She wished to be able to see the possible paths of things and to will which path is taken.
-Now an apprentice Coordinator, Helena wonders if she’ll ever get to learn the job.


Cat burger. The tower of TVs at the center of the lobby of the Violet Tower illuminates the Magical Girls around it with the various colors of the apocalypse, one for each country under siege. One of the screens at its top shows Bulgaria, where everyone had gone both deaf and blind, quite unlike Puerto Rico where everyone had become godlike- it was as if there was nothing that /wasn’t/ happening at once.

Still stuck staring at the screen, Helen would have screamed when A-chan rested a hand on her shoulder.

卌 A: (I’ve already had Blue broadcast about the deadman switch. Discreetly, of course, to keep our credibility. Once we take care of the spies that caught the broadcast you’ll be safe.)

Helena swallows and for good fucking reason. She made herself a target by having A tell everyone that, should she die, the fearsome Witch held in A’s Labyrinth would go on a rampage. Poor little her was already going to be in danger if this mess dragged on for long enough, but now she /ensured/ that the attempts on her life are going to happen. Unless there aren’t any spies, of course. They can’t fool the Relay, right? “When you are already safe, any measures you could take will put you in danger instead” is what A-chan told her.

When Helen looks at the actual Coordinator, she finds the serious girl looking even more serious.

卌 A: (Helena, Faction Leader Hush has leaked that Blue, our Blue that created the Relay, is a defector of the Order of the End- and that all the Crickets would die if she does. Lily told me just now.)

Meaning that very desperate Magical Girls, desperate to save their friends that the OoE caught and brainwashed, could try to make attempts on the keeper of the Relay- with a somewhat solid excuse. Helen looks around. Magical Girls of every faction and even independent operators, girls mostly still in their pajamas like very big toddlers, are scattered all over the hall, only now hardly any of them laugh. You can make a joke out of anything with enough creativity, but, right now, nobody seems to escape the fact that shit just got real. Very, very real. Even the girl inside the fully-fledged dinosaur body suit can be heard crying from inside it.

Even so, A-chan gently kicks Helen in the butt.

卌 A: What are you waiting for? Go make friends, Coordinator.

That title suddenly feels a lot heavier… but Helen allows herself to feel blessed to not know the full extent of that weight. After all, she’s just a fucking 8 year old girl that should be kicking a doll around and yelling like a retard.

“Go make friends, Coordinator.”

As if the situation in the Violet Tower wasn't bad enough.

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Emma Imeredala
-A kind-hearted Magical Girl capable of imprinting her own intentions into other people.
-Her Magical Weapon is a two-handed scepter.
-She wished for a big, happy family.
-After watching Angel walk away, Emma wonders if being safe will save her.


Video games won’t ever be as fun. Emma Imeredala holds the Grief Seed that Angel gave her in the palm of her hand, letting it spin. It was once a happy girl, whether in the library, learning how to make ribbons, or chasing dogs in the rain. It could be Angel, now among the Crow Knights that claim that the Bird Call was fake and oppose Hush. It could be herself.

Finally accepted for what she is, the sky is clear for both Emma and the beach; perfect time for an extinction event. Still in her pajamas, still on the deck of the Harmony of the Seas, all Emma thinks about is how to get Angel back. Anywhere you can be yourself is home, and sometimes that home grows legs and runs away- but she’s too far to catch it.

Emma Imeredala is stranded in the middle of the seas, in a top-class cruiser on the other side of the world.

What a conundrum.

Yet she feels so powerful.

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>>5814506
Spin to win, baby.
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>>5814493
Motherfucker.
Well, entering the tower is suicide and I'm not throwing Petra under the bus. I need a Grief Seed.
>Off to Villa Soldati. Magnitude 5 Dex.
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>>5814549
I mean, you could go to the tower and beg for a Grief Seed. One of the magical girls there is bound to have one. I'd be willing to help you with that by begging A-chan to give you one.
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>>5814553
I was under the impression that the tower closed off and its still under siege. And I can't enter it without immediately witching out so I'd be relying on you completely.
And also my dad might be about to die.
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>>5814561
Hmm, I don't think Hush would've given you a mission you couldn't accomplish, I think you might be able to enter the Tower. Maybe the toys might ignore you with the peace magic acting as signal.

I'm also not quite certain if there is enough time with that peace magic for you go through the entire labyrinth and fight the witch. Especially with the Fucknado who will fight for that grief seed.
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>>5814568
>Hmm, I don't think Hush would've given you a mission you couldn't accomplish, I think you might be able to enter the Tower. Maybe the toys might ignore you with the peace magic acting as signal.
Yeah true, but Hush is a dick and bringing Petra out of the tower doesn't require me to enter, she's a bit foolhardy.
>I'm also not quite certain if there is enough time with that peace magic for you go through the entire labyrinth and fight the witch. Especially with the Fucknado who will fight for that grief seed.
that's why I'm spending my dp on boosting myself, an m10 punch will make quick work of the witch. And if Luci doesn't like it well, we'll figure something out.
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>>5814495
>Flash a boyish grin and charm A-Chan into upgrading your stats to 7.
>Charm the Faction Leaders into being your tutors.
>>Present it as a chance to influence an upcoming Coordinator. Would they let their rivals covet this for themselves?
>>Imply that you could influence the other Coordinators into getting to do what the Faction Leaders want. Already, you've gotten the two to do what you want.
>>Admit you seek their teaching to gain the skills to oppose the OoE on a large scale to prevent another Bird Call from happening. Even if they don't teach you, you won't rest on your laurels and will do all that you can to prevent a day like this from coming again.
>>Try using the good ol' groveling.

Time to see if a charisma stat of 7 can put in the work. I wonder if we could use others' WIS and INT stats because of the relay to asses addendums. Helen is going to be doing a lot of talking despite her lack of voice.
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>>5814623
>Flash a boyish grin and charm A-Chan into upgrading your stats to 7.
ok you are really shooting for the moon there, I'm pretty sure it takes Grief Seeds to power up which could be used to save other girls, just take that out.
>Already, you've gotten the two to do what you want.
yeah see how that went... I get what you are going for just don't spell out for them that you are a total sycophant, a Coordinator is SUPPOSED to be neutral. Try being subtle.
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>>5814644
>it takes Grief Seeds to power up
I don't think it actually does, there's that whole mechanic for Coordinators upgrading themselves and it wasn't mentioned at all them using grief seeds, just MA, INT, and knowledge. It's just what they charge people to upgrade them. Admittedly it could go horribly wrong and Helen's soul could get eviscerated, but she's been playing with fire.
>SUPPOSED
That is the power of neutrality, though Weird Eyes didn't follow it and everyone still loves her. It's also something Helen wants to take advantage of by being linked to all three factions and thus neutral, and that she is a total liar who won't keep any of her promises to influence other Coordinators.
>subtle
that's what the >imply is for, but at the same time you've said magical girls are smooth brained so it's hard to tell how much a message should be hammered into their heads.
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>>5814660
presumably, using magic takes despair. A Coordinator upgrades you, she's using magic, thus they need a Grief Seed. At least that's how I understand it.
>That is the power of neutrality
yeah, but the bit about being influenced by them is not exactly selfless, and they are all three connected so trying to leverage their rivalry is a bit iffy.
and the part about opposing the OoE makes you seem even more out of your depth
What if you just try making regular conversation first
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>>5813723
yes sir!

>>5813739
you weren't mean, don't worry

>QM, can you dock 1 point from perception and put it into charisma to make it 7?
if the stat was already established from the start then no

>>5813853
>holy fucking shit make up your mind
it ain't easy

>oh come the fuck on, it was a bit slow and trippy but thats it
no i know i think it was cool. but, so hard to swallow

>>5814547
wat we rollin for?

>>5814549
oh i see, you using your magic to get some witch ass. here's this helpful chart that you can use to pick your route: this is assuming toys will be hostile to Jimena

this is how it works:
a) you roll dex for each area you pass through.
b) we gauge said rolls against the chance to get a Toy or Meguca encounter
c) if you don't fail any rolls, congratz, you on the laberinth. the time it takes you to get there is determined by your dex, the minimum being two minutes at m7 for each location and the maximun being fifteen at m1.

odds:
-normal zone: m3 dex roll.
-fucked zone: m5 dex roll.
-very fucked zone (meaning Caballito): m7 and pray
-the Tower: 100%. no dice here.

>>5814623
pick one action and please let it be simple. we can do things one at a time, no rush. i beg you, have mercy on your poor little qm

>>5814694
>presumably, using magic takes despair. A Coordinator upgrades you, she's using magic, thus they need a Grief Seed.
adjusting doesn't take Coordinators that much magic, but- the payment isn't the real reason why they almost always demand a Grief Seed for it. thing is, adjusting is delicate as F U C K because Coordinators have to mess and work around with the subconcious of the guca in question, and the deeper they go the badder things can get- to the point gucas could witch out on the spot if there isn't a Grief Seed there to amend such fuckup. that is also why consecutive adjusting is heavily discouraged; the guca you just adjusted had just been mentally and magically fucked with and is in a sensitive state she'll take a while to get used to. after that, sure, you adjust her again. do it too much and it's like having someone go to the gym ten times in a row

>What if you just try making regular conversation first
conversations will be very brief in this thread, so don't be afraid to try. i'm going for simplicity this time
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>>5814721
>pick one action
Alright,
>Charm the Faction Leaders into being your tutors.
Same addendums I guess. I hope talking to the faction leaders is simple. I'm relying on the relay to try and bag them all at once in this very selfish appeal.

>do it too much and it's like having someone go to the gym ten times in a row
It just feels so much in character for Helen to keep on shooting herself in the foot over and over by being an ambitious little bastard. It's more a question if I can trump every past Helen fuckup each thread because it's funny. The slow route would be Helen bugging A-chan to upgrade her stats over a period of time, but I don't think Helen has the time anymore.
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>>5814734
No Jimena is right, my ACTION is this
>Make conversation with the faction leaders. Scoping them out.
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>>5814721
here's the route, with the least amount of areas possible so there's no reason to cut through Caballito at all.
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>>5814482
"Th-this party's g-getting CRAZY!"
No clue if Luce has a plan or not, but based on your description of the arena I might have an idea...

There's no show without spotlights, right?
>SMASH THE GLASS CEILING SO THAT THE SHARDS DROP ONTO THE LIGHTS! AND THE WITCH!

Unless Luce has a better idea. Otherwise buckle up, buttercup
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>>5814762
scoping them out? i dont know what that means. i think my english is finally failing

also fo real, it seems helen inherited erika's hubris somehow

>>5814807
ok so Jimena's dex sucks cocks and balls apparently, thus first of all we roll MA. initial dex is 2 and statIncrease is 3+2=5 vs MA which is 5, so it's a 50/50 right off the bat
then
two m3 dex rolls and two m5 dex rolls

narratively-wise, this will also determine how much does take Jimena to show up at the laberynth (if she does at all)

>>5814848
the glass is covering the dome from the outside, all you have inside is a fuckton of stadium stands full of chairs that go all the way up to the hole in the ceiling. there's no glass to be seen from the inside. basically, you have some chairs hanging upside-down right above you, and yet the folks sittin in there don't even fall

also we may wanna wait for luci for that one
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>>5814867
Fuck. Lemme think
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>5814867
I think they mean scooping them out, like with a spoon. y'know digging all the juicy intel out of them
Alright, here goes. First one
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>>5814890
well that sucks
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>>5814892
aight how about this, you'll only roll the m3 for the place you are right now and then you can pick a new action, but your ma is fucked until next turn
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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>5814915
i'll take it. DC 70
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>>5814921
YOU ARE FUCKING WITH ME
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>>5814923
congratulations, your 100 got you NOTHING
but at least NOTHING happened

new action now mah guca
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>>5814942
Can I roll MA now? If not, here's the revised route since I can't go into the fucked zone with these stats. Just... skirt around it, it'll take forever yes but it is what it is.
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>>5814979
>can i roll ma now
refer to the op pic for your answer

and roll me dem seven m3 dex rolls you fatass
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>>5814921
>>5814923
Nice one, BOZO
Also I have another plan pending Luce's approval: one just CRAZY enough to work!
>CLIMB THE STADIUM STANDS TO THE HOLE IN THE CEILING AND TAKE OUT A FEW BALLOONS!
It'll shift the whole stadium off-balance and be totally cool. Also might buy some people some time I guess
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Rolled 23, 10, 77, 55, 57, 49 = 271 (6d100)

>>5815012
its six rolls at most you lousy dog ass
>>5815016
wouldn't that also send the normies rolling. and doesn't the witch fly
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>>5815035
Not if she's taken off-guard! Nyeh~heh
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>>5815035
you got an encounter in your very first roll lmao
now roll luck
0 to 20: guca encounter
21 to 80: toy encounter
81 to 100: heavy toy encounter good fucking luck

>>5815016
lets wait for our luci then. no rush anymore

>>5814762
if jimena is right about
>I think they mean scooping them out, like with a spoon. y'know digging all the juicy intel out of them
then just roll char m?. this means that there's no win-lose threshold: the higher it gets, the juicier the data you get. also if you'll be talking to the three Faction Leaders you have to roll one for each. if there's a specific intent to the conversation, state it, but be brief

i feel like this will be a lot easier to run actually
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>5815180
oh boy
>i feel like this will be a lot easier to run actually
madoka fucking save us what took you-
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Rolled 82, 40, 8 = 130 (3d100)

>>5815180
>intent
Gauge the idea of taking Helen as their student and establishing rapport.
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>>5815223
>Rolled 82
Huh, Helen could've swindled A-chan once again. In my opinion, charisma is funniest of stats.
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Rolled 1, 3 = 4 (2d3)

>>5815223
you didn't specify which faction leader each roll refers to, and since the die has already been cast lets just rng it up
1: mouse 2: gura 3: desuwa
the first 1d3 is who takes roll number 1, the second is who takes roll number 2, and whoever's left takes roll numbah 3. if both rolls are the same then the mammoth gets stolen

posts very likely in the afternoon, i could go faster but im giving the others time
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>>5815556
>1 Ironmouse
>3 Salome
Interesting that the East was the one that got the high roll while the West is what got the medium. I'd imagine the North talk fails because Helen childishly takes height into consideration on whether she respects someone.

Also, I looked up the Salome Vtuber and she's certainly a character: showing off certificate of residency and images of a gastroscopy all in her debut.

Sidenote for Jimena, but would you consider using the sewers to travel? Unless those are full of Toys.
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>>5815635
ironmouse is the north. gura got the 8 lawl

also me 3 m? wis to see what helen makes out of each conversation through empathy

yeah i forgot lol
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Rolled 39, 86, 70 = 195 (3d100)

>>5815652
>Helen keeps asking Gura why she a shark.
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ᕙ Jimena Gimenez ᕗ
Age: 16
Personality Type: ENFP
-Impulsive. Would rather do than think.
-Extremely abstract. Hardly aware of what's right in front of her nose unless she tries. She doesn't try.
-Gentle, yet very lazy. Loves to white-bully people to make them feel included.

Profile:
Short, clumsy brunette that can't stay in one same topic for more than one sentence, and only provided that this one sentence isn't particularly long. That being said, put a magnifying glass under the sun and you get a death beam, and that's how most people that enjoy taking advantage of her on the daily end up losing twice as much when they stick around for too long.

Physical Appearance: Short, messy brunette bobcut. Bright red eyes, either barely or fully open. Tanned skin. Sturdy, athletic, yet rather short body for her age.

Core belief: Caring less will make her happy.

Magical Trait: Capable of slapping someone in the ass with her mind only. Completely unable to apply this trait in any other way so far. Unexplored.

Magical Power: Gum body. She can extend any of her body parts at will. Properly used, this allows for both her Constitution, Dexterity, and Physical Affinity to shine way over the usual limit. And yes: Jimena can eat her own ass.

Interests:
+n
+i
*g
-g
-a
+games, dad, black people, vtubing
-work, dumb motherfuckers, vtubing

Stats:
£ Physical Affinity: 6
λ Magical Affinity: 5
彡 Dexterity: 2
メ Perception: 1
⸫ Wisdom: 4
π Intelligence: 5
ღ Charisma: 5
φ Mind: 5
Ω Constitution: 5

Wish: "I want to be able to eat my own ass."

Wanna know more? https://pastebin.com/3kF84MKT
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ᕙ:
At least they had the decency to drop her in Palermo and not in, say, Once. You’d think megucas wouldn’t mind getting mugged, but it’s still (to most of them) a very unpleasant experience in most other fronts regardless. Grabbing her head like a drunkard waking up, Jimena is already finding sentience to be a burden as the sounds of the city annoy her even more than usual… but she’d still rather deal with the cacophony of Buenos Aires than be dead and fight nothing at all.

The Violet Tower. The Order of the End. The Blue Gates. The Three Stooges.
And that hurricane of cats in Uruguay she saw through Helen’s eyes.

>Off to Villa Soldati.

Whatever this apocalyptic clusterfuck leads her, she’ll need a Grief Seed- shit like this is why people start smoking. It ain’t easy when the world is ending and your beloved papa is about to be butchered and you can’t even care enough because you’ve been drugged with magic.

ᕙ Jimena: Reeaaady-up! AAANND-

>>ᕙ (M5 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 15 = Failure)<< (Power Up.)

…aaand jack-shit. Jimena ends up rolling on the floor with a killer cramp on her right leg, trying not to whimper. Passersby glance and hush and tell each other that drugs will leave them like that too if they let them. ‘At least it’s a good morals’, Jimena thinks as she stands, sweating.

ᕙ Jimena: Fuck it.

She’ll just run anyway, very sure that, as the peace magic wears off, her utter dread of losing her foster dad, the guy who lied for years about not needing dinner, will devour every other thought. She wallruns up the nearest wall up to the roof and runs and jumps and transforms, her mythic brown sweater dancing to the wind

but she’s still clumsy.
she’s still stuck in her mind and worries.
Despite it all, she still trips and falls,

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 23 = Failure)<< (Travel quick through Palermo.)

and before long, on an empty football field for rent, a chain flies by right under her chin.

Two black,
One green,
One red,
and the usual duo.
Toys.

Jimena hesitates. Caring less had always made her life easier.
This time, thanks to Hush, it’s making it harder.

>?
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Ƹ> Helena Troyes <Ʒ
Age: 8
Personality Type: ENFJ
-Impulsive. Would rather do than think.
-Extremely charming and confident in her beliefs, yet very unaware of the difficulties these entail.
-Unusually attuned to abstraction and good with categorization, yet a stranger to the physical world.

Physical Appearance: Small, red long hair, red eyes, slender, slightly skinny, body has many severe red stains and scars from sustained third-degree burns.

Core belief: Controlling others will make her happy.

Magical Trait: Foresight. Can /see/ the path of any object present in her field of view. Unexplored. Sealed.

Magical Power: Unknown. Sealed.

Magical Weapon: Pile Bunker.

Magical Form: Black armless trenchcoat with a high collar held by two belts under her neck, merged with the red, victorian frilly dress that flows underneath it and covers her arms and legs. Golden edges and buttons, and buckles. Small, sideways bicorne leather hat that is mechanical. Red hair becomes bright and floats like fire. Follows a /hunter/ theme.

Interests:
++Manipulating people.
++Stories and lore
+Sandals
+Explosions
+Weird Eyes
+Helena
-Helen
-Loud sounds
--Physical pain
--Conflict
--Being alone

Traits:
-Believes that the dragon that saved her from her father lives in her very crimson hair.
-Is an orphan.
-Lost all innocence too quickly.
-Believes that the only point of human relationships is to use one another.
-Her vocal cords are wounded. Can only whisper.
-The magical power born from her wish is broken.

Relationships:
Dad: Had plenty of offspring to take advantage of the Universal Child Allowance Plan. Called Helen 'Helena'. Tried to sell her to someone overseas.
Orphanage: The place that shaped her mentality. Here, she had to learn the art of talking despite only being able to whisper.
Director: The only person whose words Helen trusts. Will leave Helen homeless if she ever causes another problem.
Orphans: Have been ruled by Helen from the shadows for a long time. Wary of her.
Weird Eyes: Attempted to recruit her into becoming an Incubator. Is trying to save her.

Stats:
£ Physical Affinity: 1
λ Magical Affinity: 6
彡 Dexterity: 1
メ Perception: 3
⸫ Wisdom: 4
π Intelligence: 4
ღ Charisma: 6
φ Mind: 3
Ω Constitution: 1
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Ƹ>:

The world may explode any second now- but when is making friends a bad idea? Helen won’t be kicking that doll and yelling, but she’s at least been spared that little piece of her childhood- socialization- that taught her teary-eyed mute little girls often get what they want.

With her little keen eyes, she observes the many brooding Magical Girls, and the few cheery ones too. The Factions Leaders aren’t easy to tell apart from their underlings, who are often just as unique, but Salome’s pink waterfall of drills is impossible to miss and Gura is the only one Helen can almost meet at eye level

But where’s Ironmouse?

>Make conversation with the faction leaders. Scoping them out.

Most everyone is still either gathered around the TV or hiding from it- and then there's those two gucas taking turns slapping each other’s asses as everyone cries in true pain and terror, booming little shrill screams every once in a while. Whatever works for them, at this point. Salome is too busy desuwa’ing while Gura seems reluctant to join the group hug of the other crying four, her team. When the Faction Leader sees the little red-haired approach, she seems more than thankful.

► Gawr Gura: Hello little girl. Are you lost? Can I help you?

Helen quickly drafts herself but with the body of a bodybuilder, shooting fire out of her mouth.

► Gawr Gura: A drawing. Cute! But why are you incinerating some black dude? Oh.. I get it! He was bad! Right?

‘No! I turned him into charcoal!’ is what she hastily writes. Helen’s ‘I’m strong!’ turned out to be Gura’s ‘I’m racist!’.

► Gawr Gura: Why did you burn him if he wasn’t bad then?

‘No! He was bad, so I burned him because I’m strong!’

► Gawr Gura: Because he’s black?

Helen draws her bodybuilder self burning down Gura instead, but the Faction Leader steals both page and pen and gives herself a water-shooting trident that’s shooting a wave full of sharks at a half-eaten body-builder Helen, giggling all the while as Helen chases her, both going in circles around Gura's weeping team.

>>Ƹ> (M? Charisma ღ Roll: 8 = Failure)<< (Establish rapport / ask for mentorship.)

Lil’ Helena is wearing her biggest scowl as she notices, on the page, the two big teeth Gura drew on what remained of her face. They aren’t nearly that big, and Gura wouldn’t have noticed because she never talks. At any rate: this was just a misunderstanding and nothing bad happened- yet Helen is sure that this gap in communication won't be going anywhere. Despite that, the Helen on the page, all maimed and eaten by sharks, defiled with big teeth, demands vengeance.

>>Ƹ> (M? Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 70 = Failure)<< (Read Faction Leader Gura.)

>?
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helenanon's input turned out too long so i'll be letting it react to each. each post will be small so no tempo will be lost
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>>5815762
>Well, what are ya' waiting for? Punch'em!
The black ones first. Thanks Lucinda.
It's really curious how Hush turned out a perfect foil for Jimena, and organically too, almost like fate. And both their names do that thing where the last one sounds like the first one, you and I are cut from the same cloth
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>>5815805
>This BASTARD! You'll take from her the East's heart by giving them great hugs and reassuring smiles.
Coping with the apocalypses is hard, but those two who have started slapping each others' butts have clearly cracked.
I have no clue where Ironmouse is and that worries me. If Gura can get talking maybe she can be asked.
I can try again later I suppose, a second mentorship attempt.
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>>5815870
oh boy, let us roll

-two m3 dex to see if jimena lands a hit/dodges chains
-two m3 pa to determine damage
-and two m4 con to determine damage in case Jimena gets caught

>>5815955
m4 char roll to smile and hug
m3 wis roll to read reactions


nnnnnnnnnnegggggggaa
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Rolled 33, 55 = 88 (2d100)

>>5816014
alright, dex
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Rolled 28, 1 = 29 (2d100)

>>5816031
well thats to be expected, con
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>>5816032
fuck me
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you could have used ma now that i think of it
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Rolled 62, 21 = 83 (2d100)

>>5816014
It be really fucking funny to mess up hugging.
>>5816032
Isn't con inverted? So you don't take any damage from such low numbers?
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>>5816043
desu i had totally forget it was inverted lawl
you gotta thank helenanon for that

i'll give jimena like 20 mins to use ma, then post
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>>5816037
now you fucking tell me!
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5816065
there. Dex 5, MA 5.
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>>5816069
surprise surprise
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Ƹ>:

>the Helen on the page, all maimed and eaten by sharks, defiled with big teeth, demands vengeance.

And vengeance is a dish best served, em… with a lot of what she’s going to get! Helena looks up. Gura is still hiding behind Takanashi Kiara’s butt, peeking from it with a shit-eating shark grin. What a childish person! Helena knows how adults do it, how they make others feel bad- and it’s not by pinching cheeks.

>This BASTARD! You'll take from her the East's heart by giving them great hugs and reassuring smiles.

Taking advantage of their desperation (or perhaps it’s just Ina’s desperation because she’s the one getting piled on) Helen silently (because of course) joins the group hug. Gura peeks a bit more, her grin a bit weaker. Not even turning to look, Mori Calliophe pushes Helen deeper into the group hug and now the little devil is crying too, like a crocodile, as Gura’s smile wanes like bad luck.

► Gura: Whaaaa-

Helen peeks and sticks her tongue out at her

and Gura’s smile turns upside-down

► Gura: Hey! That’s my spot! Go away!

Helen doesn’t. No; she doubles up. The little beast looks straight into Ina’s red wet cheeks and offers the poor girl her sweetest smile as a consolation, a little something to hang on. Given how disheveled the purple hair looks, this looks like it was a genuine panic attack, half sorrow, half fear. But Ina giggles. Maybe because of how presumptuous Helen is acting- but it’s enough to get the broken girl to hug her as well.

► Kiara: Holy shit, girl I’m so crying. *sniff* Fuck. Wait, who is this?

► Calliope: *sniff* Oh, I thought it was Gura.

Ina relaxed. Maybe she thinks Helen is going through the same, and that she has to be strong too. The dragon’s little gambit made it all better.

► Gura: Nooooo!! That was my thing!

Ina’s sad little smile turns funny when Gura tries to rip Helen from her. The little dragon hangs on the hug for dear life, deflating the priestess’s lungs like they were ketchup sachets.

► Amelia: -the fuck are you doing?

Helen lets go and falls over Gura. Both stand in silence, both red in the face, looking away from each other. Then walk away.

The millisecond Gura turns away, Helen runs and hugs Calliophe, Amelia, Kiara, and Ina and then darts out as if Gura were a boulder in a cave.

>>Ƹ> (M4 Charisma ღ Roll: 62 = Very successful)<< (Be sweet to the rest of Mythic Team)

Finally safe and hidden, Helen wonders why Gura acted that way, why that little teasing worked so much. Whatever. Paper Bodybuilder Helena can finally rest in peace.

>>Ƹ> (M3 Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 21 = Failure)<< (Read Gura’s reaction.)
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Whatever. Next stop is a mining town, famous for its deep excavations and huge drills- Desuwa Town.

◄ Salome: De-su-WA!

It can be seen from outer space. Helen walks up to the Faction Leader of the West and claps. Instantly delighted, Salome turns around so fast that Helen jumps back.

◄ Salome: I’m so flattered desuwa! But! This isn’t a performance, you see! I’m an actual high-class lady desuwaaaa!

All Helen wanted was her attention. When Salome looks forward and sees no one, she looks down. When she sees Helen, the Faction Leader tilts her head sideways quizzically. Head tilting seems like a cultural habit at this point.

◄ Salome: Oh-ho? Oh! You are A-chan’s new apprentice, our soon-to-be-dazzling-Coordinator desuwaa! I see, I see! Hmmm!

Helen hasn’t even moved yet.

◄ Salome: You want to make friends with all the Faction Leaders desuwa! Because Coordinators are diplomatic and neutral and all of that, and this is the perfect opportunity to show your neutrality desuwa!

Even though the world is ending and there’s a hole in the sky above Bagdad.

◄ Salome: But! The last one will be challenging. Yes, yes! You have to find her yourself desuwa. I won’t tell you where sh eis. No, no! This is a challenge desuwaa!! You will grow and become a fine lady DESUWAAAA!!

This character is just too happy about sending you on a quest. Instead, Helen pulls out her notepad and draws her and Salome walking hand in hand like they were family. Salome takes the picture, gasps, then takes a very fancy pencil from somewhere in her hair and draws on the paper at a speed that leaves Helen’s mouth gaping.

◄ Salome: You are a P-51 Mustang now DESUWAAA

…where Helen was now is a perfectly realistic assault plane holding the poorly drawn Faction Leader’s hand with one of its wings. No Wisdom roll will ever uncover what this means.

>>Ƹ> (M? Charisma ღ Roll: 40)<< (Establish rapport / ask for mentorship.)

Unlike Gura, Salome is a bit easier to read. Her personality is very bipolar, but Helen can already tell that she’s the youngest Faction Leader for all the better reasons. Odds are that she saw how the little dragon made the little shark mad and is now gauging whether Helen would rather apologize or look for Ironmouse herself, as a way to gauge the freshest Coordinator.

>>Ƹ> (M? Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 86)<< (Read Faction Leader Desuwa.)

…Helen looks around.

Ironmouse is nowhere to be seen.

>?
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ᕙ:

‘Thank fuck’ Jimena suddenly thinks, surprising even herself, as the chain retracts from the wall behind her. But it makes sense. So much is going on, there’s so much to think about… but not this. No, no. Right now, all she has to do… is punch.

This, Jimena thinks as she punches the palm of her hand, is going to be relaxing

but fast! Like a cop, she’ll go for the blacks first!

ᕙ Jimena: Reeaaady-up AND-

>>ᕙ (M5 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 3 = Critical Failure)<< (Power Up.)

Jimena falls to her knees. She’d think an invisible someone buried a knee between her boobs if she wasn’t already used to this hollow feeling. Her power failed, but, this time

she thinks the fuse inside of her blew off.

And the Knights don’t let a second go to waste.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 33 = Failure)<< (Dodge and hit the first Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 55 = Failure)<< (Dodge and hit the second Black Knight.)

Two ethereal chains are buried now on Jimena, one on her left knee, the other under her right elbow. She remembers Rita fighting these guys, and it seems so long ago; if they wanted, the Knights would have ripped the hobo in half. They won’t now, either; that’s the conclusion Jimena comes to. Yet, one thing is for sure: Hush didn’t even give her a free pass to betray the West.

The OoE’s no-killing policy, of course, doesn’t stop the Black Knights from slamming Jimena all over the football field, as the Cricket and Priestess watch- but it’s like smashing those sticky smash balls against the walls. Yet the Black Knights are so set on knocking her out, or maybe just programmed to do so, that they don’t stop-

and they run out of energy

and the chains fade away.

>>ᕙ (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 28 = No Damage)<< (Resist the Black Knight’s attacks.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 1 = No Damage (Critical Success))<< (Resist the Black Knight’s attacks.)

Jimena isn’t even dizzy by the time she’s free- even though she’s a literal stain on the grass, much wider than usual. From the ground she’s splattered onto, Jimena locks eyes with the Priestess. Wise like Geppetto, it turns around and, leaving the other three behind even her now hauntingly screaming cricket, makes a run for it that would make even the IRS proud.

>?
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>>5816211
>Slip away, Slippin' Jimmy.
I guess orange
thank madoka for the inconsistent timelines between mc povs
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>>5816174
>A test. First, you must soothe the West as you did the East. Petra is the one you must comfort. Then, you will apologize to the Faction Leader of East by spouting the drivel that wretch Weird Eyes told you about love.

Compromise is the way into hearts. Though I'm certain that the Faction Leader of North knows Helen is looking for her. For all I know, she might be on the ceiling. If all else fails, the Sherlock character can be convinced to help. Helen might need to whistle if she can't speak. I'm also trying to stick by the Faction Leaders because they're probably fast enough to stop an assassin from sticking a knife into Helen.
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>>5816245
ok so you are fucking off and continuing on your way, rito straito go fight win? cause your MA will remain fucked for at least two more turns

if so, then time to roll again

>>5816249
one action only! i have to get used to single posts so you have to get used to single prompts
also what did WE said about love?
also you don't know sherlock guca or even if she's even around, that's one secretive girl right there
finally, you can't whistle. out of the question. totally impossible
should we call out the others on the qtg?
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>>5816256
>Comfort Petra.
sad penguin hours

>love
"What I want is for you to love people, Helena." Presumably Helen is smart enough to spin this or make shit up.

>totally impossible
Huh, does Helen not know how to whistle or can she simply not produce enough air to blow?

>qtg
it might work
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>>5816259
>"What I want is for you to love people, Helena."
is helen gonna tell them WE said it? how will it go down? details in cases like this are pretty important

>Huh, does Helen not know how to whistle or can she simply not produce enough air to blow?
she can't. it's straight-up an unexplainable plothole that I will enforce whenever necessary. she can't whistle and she can't learn how to either, even if she trained every day. it defies all reason

>it might work
i dont have the balls though
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Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>5816256
come on you fucking dice, gimme something good
>also you don't know sherlock guca or even if she's even around, that's one secretive girl right there
what do you mean, Amelia was right there
>>5816259
>i dont have the balls though
gimme a minute
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>>5816266
>tell them WE said it?
yep
>how will it go down?
With a drawing telling of her meeting with Weird Eyes and a faked expression of reverence. The East was founded by her, so presumably her words are held with some importance. Referencing that and Helen implying she wants to live up to what Weird Eyes said. Some creative discretion though, maybe even uplaying that Weird Eyes was going to make Helen her apprentice.
>it defies all reason
Funky.
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>>5816269
>come on you fucking dice, gimme something good
that's a dex roll and, again, its time to punch wood

>what do you mean, Amelia was right there
i think helenanon is talking about the /other/ Sherlock guca i mentioned eeearlier on. its a freelancer guca that does research work for a living. she's pretty known, even if hardly anyone knows her

>gimme a minute
lawl cesspool. we gonna get flamed
also mami would 100% be driving

>>5816272
ooooh i see! you are appealing to the east's moral hardon for WE. gotchagotcha

i hope lucindanon shows up soon so at least we can get the ritamobile going. im already used to emma chillin, so im sure she wouldn't mind
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>>5816278
>/other/
Nope, I was talking about Amelia Watson; the last name really made me think that she might be good at detective work. I have no clue who the other person you are talking about.
>moral hardon for WE.
I mean, yeah, I'm going to abuse that connection to get as much as possible. Helen is a manipulative bastard and all.
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>>5816174
Reworked ACTION: comfort Petra
>This one is sharp. You like her. Let's see how she reacts when you claim the West's heart by comforting Petra, who you reckon is beating herself up right now, a prime target for a kind smile.
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uh, I'm sort of late.
Sorry.
I thought this quest died so I stopped browsing the board as much.

On the plus side, Yay! we're back!
Is this truly the end? Time will tell ladies, time will tell.
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>>5815016
Rita you mad genius, lets pull a Titanic and pop some balloons!
I fully endorse this plan.

>ACTION: Change to bow formation and fire off a few arrows at the balloons in the distance.
just for clarity, I'm aiming for these arrow shots to not be super powerful, since I'm literally just popping balloons, so that Lucinda can increase her rate of fire.

Civilian casualties be damned, this is gonna be epic.
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Also I wanna say something I didn't get the chance to last thread because it ended before I had the chance.

I had so much fun with you peeps, and even if this is our last hurrah, I want to say I don't regret a single second of playing along with you all.
I cherish these memories, and I wouldn't trade them for most anything.

Thanks for running QM, you are something special indeed.
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Last post for a short while, I want to ask something I've been itching to ask for a while, if it would be possible to incorporate these two songs into the fight me and Rita are having this thread?
Thank you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vfr45SGyYE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojIKoKNBwN4
May all your guca be mega.
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fuckin finally we can move for real now

>>5816282
>Nope, I was talking about Amelia Watson.
i assumed wrong then, but that's only because the real Amelia is as much of a detective as I am a belgian strongman from space
but this one? who knows

>>5816458
gotcha

>>5816580
i /did/ kill it, but then i went for the shovel. maybe emma thinks its done too. as for the end, well yeah, it is... i have a looot of work ahead of me trying to make it as a narrative designer. but there's time. if we dont make it this thread, ill immediately open another

>>5816590
>since I'm literally just popping balloons
the problem with lucinda's crossbow has always been that it's overkill. crossbow mode can only do two things: nothing, or leave a hole in the stratosphere. there's no middle ground. lucinda either absolutely fucking assasinates a single balloon or not- or hits it with her scythe?

i'll call rolls for the both of you once this is addressed.

>>5816597
>I cherish these memories, and I wouldn't trade them for most anything.
that's rly so sweet lucindanon, i feel the same. that's why we have this thread. i can't do this for much longer, but i think the very least you guys deserve is end on some kind of note, or at least have an ending.

>Thanks for running QM, you are something special indeed.
:D

>>5816599
sure
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>>5816458
aight so this what you roll: m6 char, m6 wis
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>Slip away, Slippin' Jimmy.

Jimena only watches as the four remaining Toys dart away, leaving the poor Cricket behind- but she lets that one go too. There’s no time. There’s no magic to waste, either. As Hush’s magic fades away, so will despair consume her Soul Gem exponentially faster.

A pang of worry slips by: it’s not like she can waste her magic either, at least for now. Her gum body ended up damaged when she tried to over-exert it. But her legs still work and her mind is slowly coming back (for ill or omen) so Jimena just uses both to go through the football field.

As she soars through the buildings (as she sling-shots herself over and over, praying to land on the mark, missing half the time) her mind wanders too.

ᕙ Jimena: (Are vTubers really that cringe? I mean, yeah, but, what if the character looked like the person? I mean; is it cringe only because they want to show something that they aren’t? Like the fat fuckers acting like 2D lolis? Am I cringe?)

As she accidentally intercepts a Black Knight mid-flight, instantly turning it into a rain of wood and splinters (and one of those mysterious little papers in japanese) Jimena realizes that there is a possibility that she is, in fact, cringe, as she crashes face-first on a tombstone.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 36 = Failure)<< (Travel quick through Recoleta.)

Three Knights.
Only three knights,
and no happy duo to be seen.

Of all places to challenge death it had to be in the Cemetery of Recoleta. Jimena bounces back like a coil to a perfect standing position. Grinning, and transforming, she strikes a cool position, winks, and says:

ᕙ Jimena: WHY AM I SUCH A KLUTZ JESUS FUCK MAN

That Labyrinth doesn’t seem all that close yet.

>?
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>>5816710
>New tactic, whip out your whip, grab them and slam them.
>>5816597
You are all the coolest, dumbest bitches I've had the pleasure of playing with, and I'm honored to have made a mark on this unlikely tale. I'm sure that it will live on...
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>>5816656
>lucinda either absolutely fucking assasinates a single balloon or not- or hits it with her scythe?
Ah alright I got it.
In that case, lets do a Star Wars type thing and spin throw the scythe at the biggest cluster of balloons. That should do some damage.
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Rolled 35, 83 = 118 (2d100)

>>5816599
Oh you are a sweetheart.
>>5816672
>m6 charisma
Who knew smiling at someone is a magnitude 6, but then again there is underhanded motives at play.

Anyways rolling, either way a failure or success will be funny. And I don't know if this is the thread to pontificate about Helen's belief.
>>5816766
Man, not having dexterity and trying to fight seems to really hurt.
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>>5816841
It wouldn't be that bad if my fucking power deemed to work
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>>5816845
Hey man, at least you argued against the drawback successfully, otherwise this would be a horrifically funny situation.
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Though, yeah why is the charisma check a magnitude 6? That makes it about as difficult as Helen arguing for her wish.
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>>5816852
she must be really sad
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>>5816854
why'd you have to make her so sad.

on another note, QM, 'for ill or omen' isn't a phrase found in english, 'for better or worse' is probably closer to what you want to convey.
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sweet fuck scythe boomerang lmao
lets go

>>5815016
>CLIMB THE STADIUM STANDS TO THE HOLE IN THE CEILING AND TAKE OUT A FEW BALLOONS!
you don't even need to roll anything here, Rita can just walk up the walls and then jetpack her way around. the balloons are big and don't even move. it's guaranteed.

>>5816826
on the other hand, this is fucking bananas but it's Lucinda. given that she has never pulled off this shit before this is gonna be a mammoth-fueled m5 dex- to get the scythe to come back to where Lucinda is. the worse the roll, the further it'll end up. below 20, it won't even hit balloons

>>5816841
you are smiling at very emotionally apt person-
but that's not all lawl
you'll see

>>5816845
lmao rng

>>5816870
fuck
i think im just going to keep on saying it so it seems like it has a hidden meaning or something. otherwise, ive been saying that wrong for almost a year already
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>>5816766
three m2 dex, three m4 pa, three m3 con. why m2 dex? the whip works different. it has +1m in dex and -1 in pa. also, it's long as fuck.
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Rolled 41, 16, 83 = 140 (3d100)

>>5816880
>>5816882
its okay take your time
>>5816884
Good to know, lets see if it makes a difference
dex first
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Rolled 73, 77, 33 = 183 (3d100)

>>5816886
that's one at least
PA next
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Rolled 21, 18, 35 = 74 (3d100)

>>5816888
well I would kill them if a could hit them
con last
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>>5816891
and that shouldn't hurt!
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>>5816878
>hidden meaning or something
>ill means bad.
>omen has bad connotations.
>ill or omen
bad or bad
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>>5816878
>No rolls needed
Ritards we can't stop winning

>>5816826
Sasuga, Luce, my greatest ally. We're just two batshit peas in a batshit pod, ain't we?

>>5816599
Sick trax, by the way. Best Dad

>>5816597
It's been fun! Honestly really glad we got another thread-props to QM for giving it another swing!
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Ƹ>:

>Claim the West's heart by comforting Petra, who you reckon is beating herself up right now.

There’s just so much desuwa a man can take, but Helen knows she’ll have to endure: Salome is testing her right now. She has to find Ironmouse, Faction Leader of the North, /but/- life is all about detours, and Helen knows where hers ends. Her head, shaking like a compass in a thunderstorm, ends up fixated on the back of that big, puffy sweater- with sleeves like the arms of a penguin.

Helen walks up to her, totally unnoticed. Petra is crouching for some reason, and from that angle and height, she does look like an actual, living penguin- way easier to hug! Poor Petra must be crushed, all that destruction around her, all those mean Toys and Knights… Helen hugs that penguin. She will make it all bett-

-with a shrill scream, the penguin turns around instantly, revealing that it was a human all along as it falls on its butt. Her blue eyes, open like the legs of your mom, slowly focus on Helen- who smiles. Who continues to smile. Who is stuck smiling like a statue. Or a retard.

◄ Petra: ……????

◄ Reimu: …biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittchh, i can’t breaaaaaaaaaaaathee-

Under Petra Gurin, butt is Reimu Endou, the Phantom Magical Girl. Her hair is white and massive/, her skin is pale, she’s skinny as the dead, and her eyes are dead too- but not those huge eye bags under them. With another shrill little scream, the penguin stands at once as if poked with a needle.

◄ Petra: Ohmygodsososososorry!! Are you ok, Reimu?!

◄ Reimu: ...nnOOoooo, why did you move? Kill me *cough* like that, you fucking bitch!

Petra sighs loudly.

◄ Petra: Earn it.

One of Reimu’s lungs collapses.

◄ Reimu: HAHAHA, OMG ‘Earn it!’ *cough cough* HAHAHA, LOOK AT THE QUEEN!

Petra is growing red and red (yet smiling) as Helen helplessly tugs at her penguin sleeve. Petra crouches again, meeting the red little mess eye to eye- caressing that red hair.

◄ Petra: You scared me, little matchstick. What was that all about?

Helen was already frowning. Petra Gurin isn’t… brooding? She isn't sad? She isn’t scared?! But everything is going down! Things are exploding! Ready to save face, Helen takes out the notepad and draws Petra doing… anything! Whatever! She hands over the paper.

◄ Petra: Why am I… riding a giant cat? *giggle* It’s so sweet! I-

By the time she looks up, Helena had pretty much vanished from this plane of existence.

>>Ƹ> (M6 Charisma ღ Roll: 35 = Failure)<< (Comfort Petra Gurin.)
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Helen hides behind the dinosaur body suit, red as fucking tomato. Judging by her reactions to Reimu, Petra must be very close to her. For whatever reason she seemed content with having the nigh-ghost there with her, even in that sorry state- maybe that’s one of the few Magical Girls that have been rescued so far.

>>Ƹ> (M6 Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 83 = Success)<< (Read Petra.)

The crying coming from inside the dinosaur suit is becoming annoying. Whoever is in there- grow up already! Worse still, there are no signs of Ironmouse yet- the Faction Leader is obviously /not/ within sight! Maybe she should just call it quits, Helen thinks. Oh! Maybe that’s the real test. Maybe.

>?
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Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>5816878
Lets go jedi magical girl !!
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>>5816917
>We're just two batshit peas in a batshit pod, ain't we?
Always have been baybee, Ride or die time!

>Sick trax, by the way. Best Dad
Thx, I've been wanting to include them since the first thread, and well, now's my last chance to.
That being said: They are truly subarashii!
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ᕙ:

To question one’s nature is the first step to enlightenment. Jimena Gimenez may not figure out by herself why, indeed, she’s such a klutz- but she’s not alone. Friends are those who will rally in your search for answers; right now, those Friends are the two Black Knights piledriving her into a statue of the Virgin Mary-

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 41 = Failure)<< (Dodge and hit the first Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 18 = No Damage (Critical Success))<< (Resist the second Black Knight’s attacks.)

-and then through the roof of a chapel-shaped mausoleum

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 16 = Failure)<< (Dodge and hit the second Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 21 = No Damage)<< (Resist the first Black Knight’s attacks.)


She ends up inside a sarcophagus; it smells horrible. Of the skeleton, after that landing, inside only remains the skull that is staring straight at her dust-covered, living face. Jimena doesn’t even feel sorry; wouldn’t she just love to die of old age. Grabbing it by the eye sockets as if it was Yorick, the still sleepy brunette patiently waits until the big black toys drag her in for another ride, still unsure of the coolest way to use it- but nothing comes to mind.

As she’s brutally slammed against the wall and breaks through, as she’s hanging in the middle of the air in a cloud of dust, with a chain stuck to her waist and another to her neck, Jimena at least remembers that she can do pretty much the exact same thing. Right as she’s brought down again like a hammer, her magical weapon, a transparent whip that looks like honey, finally sees the light of the again when the gigantic hand at its tip wraps the third Knight whole

and brings it down on a field full of tombstones just as Jimena is brought down herself.

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 83 = Success)<< (Hit the third Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 33 = Success)<< (Destroy the Black Knight.)

At this point, she could just wait it out again and let these flying fucks get tired. However, something inside Jimena isn’t liking absolutely at fucking all to be the wrecking ball destroying a graveyard, where many come to meet those they miss. A part of her thinks it's truly stupid since these guys are already dead… but the fury underneath remains undeniable.

>?
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>>5816919
>The crying annoys you. You will overwhelm this dinosaur with your personality into stopping. If this turns out to be a spy, you will be very annoyed.
>>Promise to be her friend.
>>Promise as a Coordinator, she will be your first client pro bono.
>>Tell her your insane plans: to break the OoE, to kill the Witch of Peace, and make a magical girl from the remains, to gather a force that will make the continent tremble, and to surpass the Coordinators in a single year.
>>Offer her first place in your team, Helena’s dragoons.
>>Demand she lets you ride on her shoulders.

Oh, so that’s why Petra and Jimena make such good friends. I would say time and place, but it’s the end of the world, so propriety gets thrown out the window, and only madness remains—time for Helen to bring out her own personal brand. Homeric hubris.

Feel free to tell if the addendums are too much QM.

Anyways here’s what I think Helen’s theme song would be
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=lBVFdSFV2lQ
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>>5817032
>Feel free to tell if the addendums are too much QM.
yes
ONE action, helenanon! copy jimena who just says >beat that nigga up
we can do things one at a time

also that song fucks but in a noir kind of way, i can't stop thinking about LA detectives when I hear it

ill see if i can fit ritalinda post tonite!
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>>5816978
>Alas, poor Yorick. The whip worked, keep at it.
>>5817032
>Oh, so that’s why Petra and Jimena make such good friends.
asses bring together the lasses

If I wasn't getting so throughly fucked right now, this'd be the theme song playing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dNRxNc2pC5I
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凸:

>CLIMB THE STADIUM STANDS TO THE HOLE IN THE CEILING AND TAKE OUT A FEW BALLOONS!

&

ರೃ:

>BOOMERANG SCYTHE BALLOONS

Both look up at once- yet the Relay had nothing to do with that. The rows and rows and rows of seats cramming the walls, like a waterfall of monsters falling upwards, converge on the massive hole of the roof shining colors down like the end of a rainbow.

It’s the balloons, the gigantic balloons holding this circus of life.

If they went straight after the Witch, they’d be outnumbered. If they sniped the Witch, unless it died instantly, they’d be surrounded. If they waited, everyone would have died. So what do you do when the game can’t be won?

凸 Rita: You break it.

ರೃ Lucinda: (Break what?)

凸 Rita: (Break?)

They share one last look of confusion that becomes determination as they look up. Instantly running, Rita helps herself with her stained glass propulsors to go through the mesmerized public- as if moving inside a circle. Focused, she only finds herself alone halfway through. From her point of view, it looks like the blonde is doing the Michael Jackson leaning-

-but the blonde is aiming. Not with her crossbow, mind you; with her scythe.

凸 Rita: (Luci?)

ರೃ Lucinda: (What?)

凸 Rita: (Eh, nothing.)

Again Rita devours distance, dodging Familiars, jumping over ‘food carts’, kicking herself from chairs to glide over gaps- and when the ledge finds her, when there’s nothing more to step on, Rita doesn’t wonder how gravity will work there and just

jumps.

Lucinda’s grip remains rock steady as Rita, now a faint, blazing comet in the sky, draws lines under the balloons and sets them free. That faint switch in balance is yet enough for even the Witch to hold her hand- as a million mad eyes look up. What they see, then, is not Rita flying around with her long rapier, it’s not the lines of colors the stained glass propulsors draw in the sky, it’s Lucinda’s scythe ascending, spinning as if physics broke, going straight for the heart of the cluster. It slices through a few lines- but it keeps going. Rita stops. Lucinda stops. Balloons and hot air balloons are different, balloons explode when you poke them but hot air balloons don’t. And yet; this /is/ a Witch’s Labyrinth. Anything could happen. Are these hot air balloons? Are these simple balloons? Are these hot air balloons that explode? Are these simple balloons that deflate quietly? How would they know?

The merciless nova of air and sound, invisible, instant, and invasive, is a very clear answer.

>>ರೃ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 74 = Success)<< (Throw the scythe like a boomerang at the balloons.)
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(This one comes with music:)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojIKoKNBwN4

The ensuing turbulence was so brutal that even the Witch was tumbled sideways. Given that Rita was focused on a single side before the explosion, the whole circus is now slowly but surely turning sideways, and the skewed gravity inside is doing nothing to help those on the field. The assistant Familiars start falling onto the crowd, the tables with humans slide, and the Witch helps herself up with her wings but is desperately clawing her way up in a fruitless attempt to escape the shifting angle of the floor. Watching the shitshow as the lights go crazy, as the realization drains the blood from her face, Lucinda realizes that her scythe /isn’t/ coming back- and neither is Rita.

ರೃ Lucinda: (Rita? Rita? Rita?)

No answer.

ರೃ Lucinda: (Any of you.)

No answer. Not even from the Relay. Rita was caught in the explosion.

Lucinda sees her Soul Gem going black.

>?
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>>5817046
Oh damn, have we thrown out the addendum/argument points to save time? I can work with this. Okay, it's time to beat these bastards over the head with the Charisma hammer until they agree. That’s the good thing about charisma; you can keep talking until they stab you.

Helen probably would fit right into a noir setting as a chanteuse/femme fatale.

>>5816919
>ACTION: Soothe Dino girl. Her crying is throwing off your thinking.

>>5817123
>Rita was caught in the explosion
Shit. If I'm reading this right, those tables with the humans (Jimena's dad) may have also been harmed. Oh damn, Lucinda and Jimena might die, and by sheer inertia, the last thread might turn into the fucking Helen quest.
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>>5817123
Lmao worth it
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>>5817123
you fucker
>>5817137
usually when qms do this its because they wanna get done with the quest real quick or they are going somewhere with it. knowing lumina, it could go either way
>>5817139
she died as she lived. idiotically
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Rita is fucking dead.
Time to go out with a bang.
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>>5817123
>ACTION: They're all dead, you killed Rita, you lost your scythe, you've lost everyone. Let the darkness consume the Soul Gem, become the Apex Witch we were always meant to be. Devour everything, the labyrinth, the humans, the familiars, even your fellow witch. Kill them all...
This is gonna be fun.
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>>5817226
could you do literally anything else
throw the witch to the void, become free of time, anything?
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>>5817230
You might have to do some rerouting, Jimena. Things are going to get really fucking funky.
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>>5817137
>Oh damn, have we thrown out the addendum/argument points to save time?
you have a point, but on both counts. i'll let you have an addendum but only one, and you can't cram every other in it, it has to be short too

and roll me an m4 char and a m5 wis

btw i hope last post answers why petra's was an m6 to begin with. hard to comfort someone that isn't sad lel

>fucking Helen quest.
there's still erika
oh wait
there's still emma
oh wait

>>5817139
time to roll m7 con

>>5817141
im not in a rush lawlepogchampkappa

>>5817226
that would be pretty hard to pull off for a number of reasons
-lucinda isn't sure rita is dead, cause gucas
-lucinda's Soul Gem is still almost pristine. going down from that is hard
-the scythe can just be regenerated later
-self-harming without a solid reason may take an m7 mind roll
-and a single one won't be enough. killing yourself is way harder than people give it credit for

just 4 days in lawlelijahwood
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>>5817432
Fair enough reasons, I was unsure of the action anyway while writing it. I can just make a new one. This is better, for us all.

>ACTION: Ignore these thoughts of despair, you have an enemy to fight. You haven't seen Rita's body so she could just be unconscious. Dive towards the witch and dropkick it from above.

With this, I'm hoping to make the witch even more unbalanced and push it into the void.
The scythe may be gone but these hands are more than enough to kill a a bitch.
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Rolled 41, 66 = 107 (2d100)

>>5817432
>ADDENDUM: Promise as a Coordinator, she will be your first client pro bono.
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>>5817467
go free of inertia, become an unstoppable force
>>5817502
4 away from the wisdom check but the charisma is done ez clap
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>>5817062
more dice
moooooore dice!
two m2 dex to hit dem niggas
two m3 pa to crush dem kniggas
and dont even roll me con like, fuck that

>>5817467
lucinda going full jimena. this is a:
m3 dex
-witch is staggered ++
-place is moving too much -
to land the hit. miss this roll, and you keep going

m8 pa
-no weapons
-its a fucking witch
-you are kicking it
-this bullshit is only even on the table because m7 pa is bullshit too
nail it it, witch goes down. don't nail it, she's pushed depending on the number. go under 20, lucinda ends up in disadvantage
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Rolled 59, 81 = 140 (2d100)

>>5817559
here it goes, two dex
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Rolled 70, 35 = 105 (2d100)

>>5817560
alright, cool, PA next
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>>5817562
EEEAASSYYY

You seein this Erika? Where the fuck are you, I need my sidebitch to cheer with me...
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Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>5817432
>m7 Con
Watch THIS
>>5817141
>>5817219
>She died as she lived: idiotically
>implying I didn't Royal Guard that shit lmfao
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well thats i think 23 damage it shouldn't kill you, maybe
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Ƹ>:

>ACTION: Soothe Dino girl. Her crying is throwing off your thinking.

Helen sighs- a bit too melodramatically. Waiting for whoever is trapped inside Freddy Fazbear’s ancestor to grow up will take too long and she has to think straight like /now/.
…Helen touches her eyes. Nah come ON, she’s crying too! It’s contagious!
Unlike Petra, the massive reptile from the paleozoic era won’t notice if she hugs her from behind, and since kicking it isn’t helping either all Helen can think of is to whistle- and not even that works for some reason.

Dinosaur: *sob* *sob* *SOB*

Helen walks away. She leaves the screen.

Then comes back running like a frightened cat and slams her whole little body into it with a shoulder tackle.

Dinosaur: *so-AAAAA!

Finally flinching, it turns around- startling Helen; a dinosaur is looking down at her.

Dinosaur: W-what?

The dinosaur can only look as Helen runs away again. But then Helen comes back, yet again, scared shitless- because it’s not real. The dinosaur is not real!

Dinosaur: H-hey… are you okay?

Helen nods, her watery eyes sparkling. She takes out her notepad a bit slower than usual and draws with careful, measured lines as the monster sizes her up with those big fangs. What Helen gives it is a picture of her hugging the dinosaur, something she can only do in fantasy.

Dinosaur: OH! That’s you! *sob* that’s soo- thank you?! A-and- oh? Oh?! It says something! Let’s read what it says!

>Promise as a Coordinator, she will be your first client pro bono.

Dinosaur: ‘If you stop crying I’ll let you be my first client for free’ signed ‘Helena the Coordinator’.

The dinosaur laughs, and the laugh echoes from its inside- and it’s scary!

Dinosaur: But I’m not crying anymore!

>>Ƹ> (M4 Charisma ღ Roll: 41+5=46 = Success)<< (Comfort The Dinosaur.)

There are too many reasons for which this dinosaur could be sad right now, especially because it’s a dinosaur and the world is ending- it’s living it all over again. Helen wonders if she’d be sad if she was a dinosaur, and gets to consider that there would be some noticeable benefits to being a gigantic reptile- especially back at the orphanage. But, none of that is helping her understand why it's sad.

>>Ƹ> (M5 Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 66 = Failure)<< (Read The Dinosaur.)

Dinosaur: Wait! It’s you! The new Coordinator A-chan told us about. The eight-year-old girl!

To Helen’s absolute horror, the dinosaur rips its own head off.

▲ Ironmouse: Hello lovely! Welcome to the North!

Helen has been traumatized for life.
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Didn’t she… see Ironmouse before? Somewhere? Not wearing a dinosaur? Did the Faction Leader kick whoever was inside just to cry alone?

▲ Ironmouse: Are you okay? …Is she okay? Oh my god, I think she’s not okay!

▲ Zentreya: Thank fuck you are out of my banana shake already. We need you here with us you boulevard.

It’s the most monotone, plain, robotic voice Helen had ever heard, uncanny enough to make her turn her head- and of course, the Magical Girl herself looks like an android.

▲ Ironmouse: Up the fuck shut. I can’t be strong forever. *sob*

Ironmouse crouches, still half dinosaur- but she looks so bad and scared that Helen doesn’t feel the least bit scared anymore.

▲ Ironmouse: You are scared too, right?

Of the end of Magical Girls? Maybe. Of dinosaurs? YES. Surprisingly, it’s Ironmouse who goes for a hug, the sharp claws of her suit soothingly dragging Helen in- who, after thinking it over, hugs her back.

The poor dinosaur is just scared.

>>Ƹ> (M? Charisma ღ Roll: 82)<< (Establish rapport / ask for mentorship.)

The Northern faction is famous for eschewing things such as good manners and cordiality, being the most blunt and brutal faction in Buenos Aires. Their mere existence defies the established image of what a Magical Girl is and what she stands for, half the time by accident, half the time intentionally, but always in the crudest fashion they can think of. Mostly known for their creative insults such as ‘cock vacuum’, ‘brainless fuckfart’, ‘turbo-autist’, and ‘retard on steroids’, it is rumored that they engage in secret charity much more than any other faction in the Big Buenos Aires.

Ironmouse looks at Helen from over the new page the little girl just gave her.

▲ Ironmouse: If I’m wearing a white duster and I’m writing on a blackboard and you are sleeping on your desk then- you want me to teach you about Magical Girls! Yay! I will!

Helen, happy, tries to say ‘yay!’ but nothing comes out.

▲ Ironmouse: Ok! This is a Soul Gem!

What? Right now?

▲ Ironmouse: And that is Zen!

She points at Zentreya’s resting bitch face.

▲ Zentreya: Teach her something else.

>>Ƹ> (M? Wisdom ⸫ Roll: 39)<< (Read Faction Leader Ironmouse.)

It’s hard to tell why this Faction Leader is so worried, so the reason may simply be complex. There’s too much going on right now, but there was always too much going on anyway. Helen doesn’t know what Faction Leaders do besides being ridiculously strong, but considering they have to deal with other Factions and Magical Girls and Witches like the one Rita and Lucinda are facing, all at once- it just can’t be easy. It looks like stuff even adults struggle with, yet neither Gura or Salome or Ironmouse or even Lily look that close to their second decade.

Helen wonders if they count as adults or not.

>?
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>>5817615
>>5817619
>well thats i think 23 damage it shouldn't kill you, maybe
not how it's gonna go down this time. until rita rolls an m7 con after each lucinda turn, she's ??????????????

also no more multi posts, this was an exception because the prompts acumulated

more jimena punching wood next. bitch will be a carpenter by the time she gets to Villa Soldati
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>>5817629
>not how it's gonna go down this time. until rita rolls an m7 con after each lucinda turn, she's ??????????????
oh so it's pokemon freeze/sleep "hope you hit the one in three to play the game" shit, I see how it is
>more jimena punching wood next. bitch will be a carpenter by the time she gets to Villa Soldati
I'm starting to wish Lucinda would die already just so I don't have to deal with her fucking figurines
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>>5817629
>after each Lucinda turn
Gotcha, see you guys in a week. Don't mess up without me! You got this!
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ᕙ:

>Alas, poor Yorick. The whip worked, keep at it.

People fear being bad, even those (and especially those) who pride themselves on their evil. Even if it’s dumb as fuck, some people do care about these stones- and Jimena won’t be the wrecking that wrecks them.

When the second Knight drags in Jimena as if saying ‘Get over here!’, a big helping hand latches onto it- and helps it get the Magical Girl closer, who goes through its body like a missile.

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 59 = Success)<< (Hit the first Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 70 = Success)<< (Destroy the first Black Knight.)

Gliding through the air in slow motion, surrounded by small black planks moving away from her, Jimena spies the Priestess and the Cricket hiding behind a tombstone each. Swiftly, she wonders what would happen if they took her.

Crudely landing on the ground, tumbling all over, Jimena is bounced back by the final Black knight’s chain, wondering when this shit will end, then answering that very question herself by balling up the fist at the end of her whip and swinging it like a lasso.

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 81 = Success)<< (Hit the first Black Knight.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 35 = Success)<< (Destroy the second Black Knight.)

Splinters rains for a few seconds. These fucks are endless, annoying, and too fast for her fat ass. Jimena gifts the blue and white Toys her earnest death stare, sending both blitzing away as if they met a grizzly bear while riding a bike.

Surrounded by debris, Jimena falls flat on her butt.

ᕙ Jimena: The fuck are you doing, Jimmy? The fuck can you do?

It’s not an easy question. Grief Seeds and Witches had been scarce for a while, the whole of Buenos Aires is swarming with these little shits, and heading for the Violet Tower is as dangerous as it is hard- and she’d be betraying Salome. Stuck amidst this fuckfest, still incapable of using her magic (which should be the saving grace of being a Magical Girl), Jimena gauges her options.

There aren’t that many.

>?
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>>5817710
ain't that the million dollar question. On another note, Dia de los Muertos came and went and Lifa is nowhere to be seen. Does she live in Puerto Madero with the rest of the prep kids? Because thats kind of close...
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>>5817740
Puerto Madero isn't the only place with pretty houses y'know, there's wealth all over Buenos Aires- in very few spots, of course. Lifa for example lives near the Abasto Shopping Center in Almagro, which is a very renown spot despite being in a relatively shitty area

pic related, that place is fucking amazing
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I do think Helen's super secret power is being one hell of a lucky bastard. She should've died at the very start when her wish broke, but lucky her Weird Eyes was there. There's also the whole surviving her dad killing her entire family explosion. It deeply amuses me that Helen told Weird Eyes that her dad was going to sell her overseas but didn't mention that he killed the entirety of her family.

>>5817627
>Ask her how to get the other two Faction Leaders as teachers.
A dog with a bone. Helen wants a grand education.

It makes sense that Helen, who lives in the North, rolls so high with the North. Might have even been a receiver of the North's charity, being an orphan and all. It will be great for building up Helen's repertoire of insults.
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>>5817825
Oh thats basically on the way i was going how convenient.
>>5817710
>Go to the yurimancer's house while smelling like dead, it'll attune you to her.
You are the famous indie game protagonist Jimena Gimenez, surely she'll be delighted to meet you. And maybe also a debatable acquaintance of Lucinda, basically friends!
Best case scenario she has the Grief Seed I need, worst case scenario she can revive me after my imminent meltdown, mid case scenario she joins me and I'll have someone who can land hits over thirty percent of the time
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>>5817850
what if she's at the tower?
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>>5817850
or maybe she's not even at her house or she got got by the OoE, that could also be a thing
>>5817846
you know they can hear you, right? I mean, not hear you but they'll know
>>5817852
I think we would have noticed by now
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>>5817853
>right?
yeah.

If she's not there you can ransack that book of hers.
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>>5817857
that particular seed got used up but maybe, its worth a shot
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WAIT IT JUST HIT ME
PEACE MAGIC
THE PRIESTESS GOT THAT
I CAN JUST GET MY FIX FROM THEM

god here I was fucking scrambling to get shit done, i feel so dumb. doesn't change anything but at least that might keep me alive

just don't let my dad die you fucks
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Rolled 63, 70 = 133 (2d100)

>>5817559
First roll is dex, second is pa:
LETS ROCK AND ROLL WITCH BITCH.
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>>5818090
>exactly the dc
that's our fucknado right there
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>>5818095
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3nTwBF7dM7g
And thus, there is light in the darkness.
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gonna see if i can squeeze some more posts today, no promises

>>5817846
greedy. they both already kinda rejected helen though. insisting on char rolls won't change the outcome, but asking for alternative ways is pretty valid. you won't need a char roll just to ask

also true, what a coincidence

>>5817850
almagro is kiiinda just next to where jimena is right now, recoleta- but, it's a high danger zone. your ma is still jammed but for just one turn, you could either wait it up (which won't take a turn but affect total time (which would only really matter if you go after the laberynth)) or you could just go full retard, your choice.

if you roll dex and ma, you wait
if you roll just dex, jimena rushes

>>5818088
>I CAN JUST GET MY FIX FROM THEM
you could try

>>5818090
jesus fuck a clean 70 on a m7 pa roll
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Rolled 87, 2 = 89 (2d100)

>>5818170
well going to the labyrinth is a lost cause really, i'll try magic
MA then DEX, both 50
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>>5818197
good news is that I got my boost, bad news is that I SUCK anyways
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>>5818090
Drop-kicking a witch, what an absolute baller!

>>5818170
>greedy
Helen, the little dragon, greedy?

The girl who wanted to see the future and control it?
The girl who ignored Weird Eyes’ warnings?
Who wanted to eat Hush’s soul?
Who demanded A-Chan stake her credibility on a bluff?
Who thinks herself worthy enough for the teachings of not one Faction Leader but all three?

Okay, you have a point. Helen is wild, and I don't think Weird Eyes realized how unhinged of a person she chose to try and recruit.

>>5818197
Is Jimena going to die because her dex dice just keeps on shitting itself?
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>Dive towards the witch and dropkick it from above.

Lucinda’s Soul Gem, when she is transformed, becomes a sideways fang-shaped pearl that stays under her left eye. Even looking down she can’t see it directly- but its faint light weakens when it gains impurities.

She may have just killed Rita.

The Fucknado starts going up the stadium as it shifts; she won’t think about that for now. It’s not that it doesn’t shock her. It’s not that she doesn’t feel pain or guilt or sorrow or despair, no. Right now, at this very moment, there’s simply no time to grieve - and you won’t ever find Lucinda Newhorn wasting time.

She can despair later when it’s all said and done.

Under the Witch, slowly but surely, the angle of the floor is going from ‘horizontal’ to ‘vertical’, gaining a few degrees each time a Familiar slips down. The public, Lucinda observes, is still spared this shift in gravity, but whenever one of the Familiars on the stage would fall into the stands, among the seats, something very weird happens: they get sucked by the hole in the ceiling.

The lights, twinkling, finally go off. The floating circus as a whole also is losing height as there aren’t enough balloons to keep it in place anymore. The cheers had become broken howls with no symphony, and on the field, the tables with humans, heavy, were losing ground as the Familiars there hanged to them for dear life. The crosses, stabbed to the floor, remained in place; Jimena’s father quietly stared as the circus fell-

right behind the Witch.

It had been struggling. The ‘bear trap’ digging into her flesh was serving as an anchor until the angle grew too sharp. As the haphazard chunk of metal began sliding it began pushing her down, and now the Witch’s wings, like claws, scratch the floor with what fear despair incarnate can spare. But the circus kept on shifting. The Witch turns around, looking for a way out, then up again for somewhere to cling to- but what it finds is Lucinda Newhorn’s dainty feet ringing shockwaves into its head, spreading pure force through its whole body, a dropkick that made even the steel under it reverberate-

>>ರೃ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 63 = Success)<< (Dropkick the Witch.)

-and then send it all bouncing away.

>>ರೃ (M8 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 70 = Perfect Success)<< (Push the Witch out of the Circus.)
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Lucinda grabs onto a cross as the Witch, all big and stiff, is comically sent tumbling and spinning down, on a collision course with some of the lucky Familiars who got first row to the show- only to end up sucked by the bizarre gravity keeping the public in place and sent upwards. Finding nothing to dig her ‘claws’ into, except for the tender flesh of the Familiars watching (which is not enough) the Witch is anti-climatically sucked out of her stage- and then spat out as if it was chewed-out gum.


Hanging from the cross, Lucinda waits patiently. She had seen the monstrous faces below, hidden by the thick dark, eat the Familiars that failed the rope. Holding her breath, she stays in place; when her hope wanes, the Fucknado lets herself fall as well and get carried by the gravity, but teethers her chains to the ledge of the hole right as she’s about to be pushed out, climbing over it. From it, she looks at the utter darkness below and she sees them, with a lump in her throat she sees them-

Down below, like a rainbow crammed in a dot

two wings of so many colors

growing in size.

>?
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Ƹ>:

>Ask her how to get the other two Faction Leaders as teachers.

It may not be enough. Ironmouse knows stuff that neither Salome nor Gura knows, but, at the same time, Salome knows stuff that neither Ironmouse nor Gura knows… and Gura knows stuff that neither desuwa nor dinosaur knows too! To Helen, this is a very serious problem. Why can’t a lawyer also be a mechanic? Why can’t a ninja go to med school? Why can’t a carpenter also be a vTuber? She won’t have it. Helen wants it all! Decisively, she snaps her last drawing from Ironmouse’s hand.

▲ Ironmouse: Oh, you want it back?

▲ Zentreya: It’s drawing.

Indeed she is. As if the exam was in its final seconds, Helen is drawing the other two Faction Leaders also by the blackboard, next to the cartoonish Ironmouse drawn into the paper. As a little smoke leaves the tip of her pencil, she hands the drawing back to the still teary-eyed leader of the North, who has a good look at it with a face full of hope

and frowns enough to make Helen flinch.

▲ Ironmouse: You want Gura and the desuwa girl to teach you too. Am I not good enough?

......oh, no. Oh, no. Ironmouse giggles.

▲ Ironmouse: Don’t worry, don’t worry! Of course, you’d feel that way if you saw someone as fucked up as I am. It’s ok! It makes sense! Because I’m a Faction Leader and yet… I can’t… stop… crying…!

Zentreya shares a glance with Helen, conveying a deep, secret feeling: the raw fear of having to comfort someone herself. Ironmouse had locked herself in a dragon suit just to cry alone, so- perhaps she felt weak? Powerless before her burden? Always quick to think, those few years in the jungle let Helen quickly realize that this insensitive remark of hers may cost her the only teacher she could have had

if she doesn’t do something /right now/! Twist the facts! Justify them! Hug her! Whatever! Aaaaaa it’s contagious-!

>?
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in case anyone is wondering, Lucinda doesn't have to roll mind at her mess because her power automatically blocks it off
but
she will have to roll for it later lmao
and depending how things go it could be an m7

>>5818200

also i forgot to make jimena roll luck last time so she got off the hook with an easy top fight, but since she fucked up royal with a crit dex failure im gonna cut off on mercy this time

now roll luck

0-40: meguca encounter
41-60: normal toy encounter
61-100: toy swarm

>>5818428
well, bullying /is/ a bitch

>Is Jimena going to die because her dex dice just keeps on shitting itself?
well, she's still pretty fucking sturdy and made of gum. i don't think she'll die desu
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>>5818830
Damn that was cool.
The witch is trying to fly back into the circus I assume?

Quick question, how long does it take to regenerate Lucinda's scythe? Can focusing on brining it back speed up the process?
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>>5818843
long story short, you ain't getting it back during this run. focusing won't help either.
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also rita roll dat m7 con
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>>5818836
show me what you got
>well, she's still pretty fucking sturdy and made of gum. i don't think she'll die desu
you are goddamn right
>>5818843
do another dropkick, come on, give it an encore
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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>5818872
>>5818829
>m7 con
Watch THIS Part 2
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>>5818887
you are getting closer at least
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>>5818888
Closer ain't THERE, kid
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>>5818830
>>5818856
Alright after much planning, here's what I'm gonna do:
>ACTION: Grab nearby debris with chains and throw them at the witch.

This definitely wont kill the fucker, but they might hurt her. At the very least it slows the witch down a bit and buys Rita time to get a roll that doesn't shit itself.
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>Go to the yurimancer's house while smelling like dead, it'll attune you to her.

There aren’t that many choices, but there IS sticking out the most- one that is very coincidentally too close by at this very low moment.

Yuri.

It’s someone Lucinda has been thinking about often while on the Labyrinth. A very ‘unique’ girl Jimena had a few times before, a veteran (an elder by today’s standards) who’s more often than not holed up in- Almagro, a neighboring district. WELL; friends know each other’s secrets, right? Sharing heads through the Relay has to count for something, therefore. Too bad Lucinda is too busy dive-kicking to give her permission, but Jimena is sure that the gentle blonde would abide.

All this flawless plan would take is a LITTLE SPEED-

>>ᕙ (M5 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 87 = Success)<< (Power Up.)

-and that is exactly what it’s going to get. Because morning wood has to be shared, and it’s still morning. Leaving the graveyard behind, and some of the cremation ashes in her hair, Jimena makes her way to Abasto Shopping Center through roofs and dark alleys like Magical Girls are wont to do when they forget cars exist.

Jimena slips on dog shit (on a roof? for some reason?) and falls on an air vent, clogging it.

Jimena straight-up hits a wall with her face when jumping through a gap, and spends a full minute ungluing it.

Jimena trips on a cat and goes through a window, ending up in a kitchen with two chefs naked and covered in oil reading poetry.

Jimena falls from the roof of a hotel straight into a hole in the sewers.

Jimena is hit by a truck and ends up in Palermo, then by another and ends up in Villa Soldati.

But she makes it. Despite being the sloth on steroids of the world of Magical Girls, she eventually, through sheer will and persistence, ends up in Almagro, in front of a very familiar house she had never seen. All covered in shit, sweat, dust, and ashes, gasping as if she was about to have a heart attack, she ends up in front of Alondra Rodriguez’s tree-shaped steel gate.

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 2 = Critical Failure)<< (Travel quick through Almagro.)
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It takes some heroic sacrifice to lift that finger and to press that bell, but she does. But after a while all that comes is a very elderly granny, smiling gently as she fights mere gravity with a stick, taking her time. She doesn’t even ask the completely fucked-up vTuber anything, and instead just opens the door.

Grandma: Hi heaven, come on in.

Just like that.

ᕙ Jimena: Eh uh- I’m looking for Li- Hi! How you doin? I’m Jimena. I’m looking for your niece, Alondra. Is she home?

The grandma blinks for a while, as Jimena wonders if that's how Lifa sees herself. To reach the second decade as a Magical Girl is an understated miracle, even if freaky examples such as Weird Eyes make it seem commonplace.

Grandma: Sorry, hun. I think she left. Come in and wait for her, there’s still cake.

ᕙ Jimena: Gotcha, thank you, sorry, be careful on your way back.

Not daring to involve civilians, Jimena runs away like a Naruto fan, cursing over and over under her breath. The peace magic is wearing off. Mentally, it feels as if she was in an oven and someone was turning up the heat. It’s only then that she recalls seeing Lifa north of the Violet Tower when it all started. Well, fucking shit ass dick. Sometimes, a little memory can spare us so much, /so much/ work. After a while, when she’s running on the Abasto Shopping Center’s roof for the fuck of it, Jimena remembers her wish and tries to imagine another that could have been dumber.

Halfway through the roof, it turns out her trip wasn’t all in vain.

A gigantic-shuriken-like thing made of bones lands in front of her like the rotor blades of a helicopter that just got blown with a rocket launcher- then, as she’s pressing those brakes, what looks like the skeleton of a snake with like twenty swords acting like wings bombards her with said spinning blades as it flies by- missing every single hit. Already ready to haul ass to a much happier place, Jimena dares to look up

and looks at Alondra Rodriguez with her head on the claws of an enormous… eagle-like thing. It has kites for wings and wears glasses. On each side of the Magical Girl are a Cricket and a Priestess.

Voice from the Cricket: Alondra, report on the result.

Lifa: I-think-I-missed-everything.

Her hair is now entirely green, but Lifa’s magical form is just like Jimena saw it last time: a simple white duster with floral patterns, kinda like those scientists wear when their toddlers decided to fuck them up with their crayons. There are no bones or gauntlets to be seen on her, unlike in Lucinda’s memories.

There is one big difference from her own memories, though: Jimena remembers that pink Soul Gem being less dark.

>?
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>>5819024
there isn't debris, the arena hasn't been harmed yet except for a few holes left by the Witch bouncing on her way out
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>>5819040
And there's the girl. She might have killed the quest by proxy but can she beat the Player?
>This day has been a clusterfuck but maybe you can still save *someone*. First things first, take your whip and launch that shuriken at the snake.
Starting with the biggest target.
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>>5819071
Ah, I see.
In that case:
>ACTION: Look for Rita around the last place she was seen before the explosion.
I've bought us some time, time to regroup.
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>>5813734
>>5814506
Oh.

That's unexpected.

I'm not really sure what to do. Much like Emma probably has, I've blocked out the rest of what's happening a while ago anyway. And like you said, Emma is half the world away from anyone she /really/ cares about. So fuck if I know.
Welcome back, for what it's worth.
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>>5819096
that's so mean, i did lifaquest instead of nothing cause thats all my brain would let me at the time. this is a final push out of my love for kyubey

also
-you have to react and catch the shuriken, which could still move
-you have to aim it and throw it at a moving target
-said target's actual body is very slim

cant sugarcoat it, this is some m5 dex shit here. pa roll is like m3 though, its just bones

>>5819109
rita exploded in mid-air; if she's still somewhere or in a single place and not in many, she could be anywhere- and like 95% of this laberinth is deep darkness below. desu its not even worth wasting a m? per roll. kind of a party popper but it is what it is
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>>5819132
*ahem*
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>>5819133
hey, I liked lifaquest and you broke my dreams for a bit, reap what you sow. its alright tho, its all forgiven
So do I still have my dex boost?
how hard it would be to catch the cricket with my whip then? or just hit the snake?
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>>5819132
>>5819135
oh hey bitch
thats five of us now
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>>5819135
general:
-the OoE (Hush) triggered the gucapocalipse
-the Blue Gates (Weird Eyes) is turning little girls into artificial Incubators
-most of the gucas of buenos aires are safe inside the violet tower
--they can't leave because a fuckton of toys are waiting outside
--some have been kidnapped and brainwashed by the toys

specific:
-toys fucking everywhere
-erika kidnapped and about to be cloned
-jimena wandering around popping crit fails and punching wood
-helen making people cry
-rita exploded
-lucinda is 1v1 a witch with no scythe
-angel is out there somewhere with the rogue crow knights fighting /against/ hush

that's all you need to know, and also its great to have our mc back! just do what you want. have fun

you could start by coming back somehow lmao

>>5819145
>hey, I liked lifaquest
aight im happy

>So do I still have my dex boost?
you'll have to MA it up again

>how hard it would be to catch the cricket with my whip then? or just hit the snake?
-cricket has always been an m3, but its an m6 /as is/ because lifa, a flying snake, a hawk, and literal shredder are all trying to protect it

-catching the snake would be easier (m3), but if you aint flinging a bed sized bone shuriken at it it will be harder to break, like an m5
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>>5818833
>Justify to her why you want three Faction Leaders as teachers.

Helen wants to save everyone, to prevent another day like this from ever occurring. She sees the city torn apart by Toys and wonders how the Coordinators could let this transpire. She understands the task is simply too great. So she wants to be a caliber beyond both to be great enough to stop a second Bird Call. She thinks all of them are to be her clients, people she gets to peer into their souls and truly know. So, she demands to truly push herself to the best to reflect what she fights for. That's why she seeks out the best: those who know the Magical Girls of the city, the Faction Leaders, each of them. She wants to save them all.

broad strokes of the justification and sort of Helen's mindset. It would be too big for a prompt so it can be condensed down to Helen just wants to save everyone but thinks she needs to be truly great.

>>5819135
Oh emma, i wish you had come to the tower so i didn't have to be alone, because i've realized the spies might have a gun and put a cap in my head. perhaps i can ask salome for a gun.
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Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>5819162
alright I'll be more conservative now, time to learn from my mistakes
>Boost Dex up to 4 this time, (5 with whip)
>Whip the snake like Indiana Jones. Or perhaps Richter Belmont.
I'll just start rolling now. MA
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Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>5819210
Okay, the new approach is already paying off
DEX
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Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>5819215
that one was just a twenty, but cool
PA
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>>5819218
can't win them all. still, good enough
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>>5819162
>-the Blue Gates (Weird Eyes) is turning little girls into artificial Incubators
oh my god she's making more of them? she's recruiting more elementary schoolers as magical girls?
>-helen making people cry
So far, two Faction Leaders have shed tears of Helen. That's more than most will probably get.
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>>5819164
gotcha there then, and i think the condensed version works. basically, you are going with:
>Tell Ironmouse that you want to be truly great to save everyone.
and still have room for an addendum (at your own risk)

/THAT BEING SAID/, you can roll wis ahead to attempt to determine how what you are about to say would affect other people's feelings. in this case, given the complexity of the case (it aint that hard) it's an m4 wis roll with no win or lose conditions: the higher the roll, the more certain helen's observations will be

>>5819220
wait what are you trying to do? still trying to swing dat big ass yuriken?

>>5819227
>oh my god she's making more of them?
as far as you guys know, yes. i mean you've seen it

>>5819227
>That's more than most will probably get.
fairly sure that the witch of peace down there still wins lol
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>>5819230
Hit the snake with the whip, like it says right there. The shredder will go free just for this round...
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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5819230
>(at your own risk)
how so? Like I have an addendum in mind, but I want some clarification tho of what you mean.
WISDOM roll.
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>>5819230
>witch of peace
bitch is built different. I would've tried pulling a Kazumi Magica her and seeing what the result would be.
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>>5819234
gotcha

>>5819241
>but I want some clarification tho of what you mean.
the usual. addendum go good, roll goes +, addendum go bad, roll goes -. we disagree, we talk it out. opening your mouth anywhere is always a risk

as for the roll, this is what you get:

"Helen feels that she's dealing with a very emotional person dealing with very complex reasons herself (enough to eschew dignity to hide and cry). Now exposed, this Faction Leader looks like she's about to have a meltdown... unless some very heavy comforting holds her up. Telling her that she needs more teachers may have been like telling your boyfriend that you should be able to also have other boyfriends. That didn't end up well."

>>5819248
what happened there? im purely a kamihama nigger


am gonna watch barbie with my dad so posts may come late

also jimena roll me one two three dex rolls and one two three con rolls lawl:
-first is lifa (m1 dex, m4 con)
-then the hawk (m3 dex, m3 con)
-then the disc of death (m1 dex, m5 con)
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>>5819271
nice formatting, anyways
>m1 dex
they literally cant hit me
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>>5819133
errrrrm, I'm racking my brain here trying to figure out what my next step is.
Alright I got it now:

>ACTION: Dropkick the witch again.

Hey, it worked once didn't it?
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>>5819135
Emmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmma!
Welcome back! Nice to see you.

I'm fighting a witch barehanded and Rita exploded.
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>>5819271
God save me from emotional magical girls. I got to mull this over.
>what happened there?
girls revived a friend who witched out by taking pieces of the witch and human piece and making clones with it until one was stable enough. Also, the clone witch-girl eventually made a wish with Kyubey to be a real girl.
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Rolled 48, 18, 48 = 114 (3d100)

>>5819271
whatever, here's the rolls anyways, dex
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Rolled 98, 93, 29 = 220 (3d100)

>>5819300
i failed the one roll I could have failed
CON
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>>5819302
oh my god its soo over.
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>>5819282
Guess I got soothe this bastard again. Do I get to roll wisdom again?
>Comfort her.
>ADDENDUM: Motion Zen to get you some tea, sweets, and a pillow.
The whole ten-yards of a Coordinator treatment: a hug, a pat on the back, and a cradling rock back and forth. How many crying people does Helen have to comfort this day? Shouldn't it be the other way around?
>>5819306
I think you take like 10ish damage or so. Your constitution makes it a roll above 80, if I'm reading these rolls right, you got hit by the middle dude. Unless the dex rolls were for hitting them rather than dodging.
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>>5819306
okay scratch that
>>5819319
yeah, still kinda bad rolls. Only I got hit this turn, I'm at disadvantage
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>>5819323
>I'm at disadvantage
Is that part of the combat system? I never really got around to understanding it.

Jimena, I'm pretty certain you know vtubers, what can you tell me about Ironmouse?
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>>5819330
>Is that part of the combat system? I never really got around to understanding it.
no, I'm stating the obvious. the round just didn't go in my favor
>Jimena, I'm pretty certain you know vtubers, what can you tell me about Ironmouse?
she's pretty hilarious from what i've seen, I don't follow her. horny as fuck and also has a sad background, I think she's got immunodeficiency or something and streaming is like the one way she gets to work
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>>5819276
you fuck
>they literally cant hit me
let's just hope that ma keeps up

>>5819278
lmao u sure?

>>5819282
>spoiler
and here i was racking my brains to not bullshit too hard. leave it to the canon to outdo itself

>>5819306
whiny ass bitch its like 13 damage

>>5819319
>Comfort her.
that would be an m6 roll because it's too general. it's safe, though

>Shouldn't it be the other way around?
helen thinks that adults are just big babies. who knows

>>5819337
irl ironmouse is so fucked that she can't even leave her room because a couch could kill her. our ironmouse's wish was simply 'i want to live'. it's a widely known fact in the gucammunity of bsas, shes one of the very few that doesn't hate kyubey with a seething passion


also pic related will be the opening pic for the next (and most likely really final) thread. everyone is free to add one thing to it but only one thing
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Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>5819407
Please don’t cry, you’re spoiling Helen’s hunger for power.
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>>5819407
>let's just hope that ma keeps up
oh for fucks sake
>whiny ass bitch its like 13 damage
i'm just being true to the character
have a sprite of Barkley from Barkley, Shut Up And Jam: Gaiden
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>>5819407
Yeah I'm sure now, finish the witch with a follow-up dropkick from orbit.

Since I'm "falling" from a greater height, my speed should increase, and times Lucinda's mass, the force outputted should be increased on the witch.
OH, wait I just had an idea. An additional action.
>Use freedom magic to become free of "friction".
This eliminates air friction, drag, and atmosphere. All that shit that keeps object from gaining speed as they fall. which slows objects as they fall, increasing the speed even more, theoretically to infinity in a vacuum.
Holy shit.

I think I've just made a magical girl missile that, the farther away it is from its target (if any), theoretically has infinite destructive power and faster than light speed.
Am I missing something or did I just unlock pandoras box? Guys, input pls.
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>>5820898
That might do it. If you overshoot you can always become free of momentum, and gravity.
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Ƹ>:

>Comfort her.

The Faction Leader of the most unhinged faction, a family whose rock is the basis that a girl in a frilly dress can say ‘cock impalement’ too, is about to lose /it/. What /that/ is Helen doesn’t know- and she also knows that she won’t know either!

▲ Ironmouse: *little scream*

Hastily, Helen yanks Ironmouse with her (completely unaware of the fact that she’s bringing an adult along like it was a doll) and runs away, straight-up interrupting her sadness.

But where to take her?

First of all, away from the TV Tower of Doom and Gloom- which is now showing Jimena stretching her fingers towards the sky. Once out of the crowd, Helen drags Ironmouse around the conglomeration of Magical Girls, looking for a happy place where people are having fun. It’s not easy. Round and round, scared girls are talking in whispers, straight-up despairing, or even resting in each other’s laps as if those thighs were a shore and the rest of the world a merciless tide. There are clear patterns, also. The proper girls from the East are hugging or touching each other somehow, the weirdos of the West are talking and talking, and the bitches of the North are out there asking everyone else if they are ok- except for their leader. There are exceptions to the rule, of course, everyone is coping their way (and the ass-slap contest is getting bigger)- but nobody looks too happy about it.

And, as the sob behind her makes evident, this little trip is making things even worse.

>ADDENDUM: Motion Zen to get you some tea, sweets, and a pillow.

Zentreya’s raised eyebrow means they’ve gone full circle; there’s nothing left to see. Helen waves a hand at the cybernetic dragon girl (because dragons have to help each other out, and she has to help the one in her hair) to bring in the good stuff. Zentreya just raises the other eyebrow. Again taking out the notepad, cursing if she could, Helen quickly draws the tree of them sharing a little picnic. The monotone Magical Girl, skewing Helen with one last skeptical glare, takes off with the childish drawing.

But Ironmouse is already crying, and tea takes a while to heat up. So, as a desperate last resort, and maybe out of misplaced anger, the little dragon steals a pillow and slams it into the Faction Leader’s face.

Who, after some serious hesitation

responds in kind.

Comforting is about giving people something to hang on to, to make the fight worth it. Maybe all Ironmouse wants to believe right now is that she can be strong too. And given how much the Faction Leader is laughing as Helen is getting mercilessly mauled with pillows, she must be feeling pretty strong right now.

>>Ƹ> (M? Charisma ღ Roll: 82)<< (Comfort Ironmouse / Ask Zentreya to bring tea, sweets, and a pillow.)
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As a flying pillow reshapes her face, Helen realizes something. Maybe it is herself, that happy place she went looking for with Ironmouse. The littlest girl just barely stepped into the world of Magical Girls, so the full weight of whatever catastrophe is going around isn’t finding any room in her. Comforting other people without brainwashing them into doing something for her isn’t Helen’s idea of fun

but being the only one who can do something means power.

Wheezing, still alive, Helen looks at the tray with tea and cookies coming from the east as if it was the first light of the fifth day- yet her face warps when she sees that it is A-chan that’s carrying it. Other Magical Girls, for a lack of a better thing to do than brooding, had already joined the pillow carnage that the tallest Coordinator was elegantly dodging on her way, by moving just the bare minimum for the pillow-missiles to just graze her slender, skinny frame. Once out of the line of fire, she hands the tray to Ironmouse with a courteous smile.

卌 A-chan: Apologies, Faction Leader. I will have to steal Helena here for a bit.

Ironmouse smiles with her finally dry eyes.

▲ Ironmouse: Sure! This one has some balls, A-chan!

A-chan nods, then takes Helen away by the shoulder- from which the little girl looks over as Ironmouse’s waving hand gets smaller with the distance. Helen feels like a dog being taken to the vet; it's just /sure/ that something’s not right.
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Then A-chan’s sigh confirms it.

卌 A-chan: When I told you to make friends I didn’t expect you’d be asking other people- especially the Faction Leaders- to be your teachers. You are quite something.

Helen hastily writes that she wants to become the best and to save everyone and that she needs the best teachers to be the best, times three!

卌 A-chan: …Helen, /I/ am your teacher.

Oh, right.

卌 A-chan: You are to become a Coordinator, like me, your teacher, because you can’t use magic. Think; what could they teach you if they all /do/ use magic?

Helen doesn’t answer, daring to puff her cheeks. She wants to be the best to help everyone, and there’s nothing wrong with that. The tallest Coordinator tilts her head towards the TV Tower of Gloom and Doom.

卌 A-chan: Look over there.

Helen just glances; there’s no need to look. She had seen that thing enough.

卌 A-chan: Look at it.

Biting her lip, Helen does.

卌 A-chan: What do you see?

The littlest Magical Girl finds this game kind of annoying but plays along; she sees things go bad everywhere.

卌 A-chan: You are thinking about the future when everything is ending. I want you to forget about the future and think about the present, about what you can do right now to help.

Helen blinks and blinks, then pouts. She’s an 8-year-old Magic-less girl stuck in a tower with a lot of depressed Magical Girls who can’t use their magic while every sort of disaster she could think of is happening right now everywhere at once. Helping is a tall order, and she isn’t even tall. But when A looks at her in the eye, Helen doesn’t feel like bitching.

卌 A-chan: Helena; you are smart. So think; what can you do to help us /now/?

>?
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i fucking swear to god, this is the last multi-post ever.

>>5819492
>>5820063
lmao

>>5820898
so basically lucinda would be elimitaing physical caveats in order to freely generate a fuckton of force through gravity. i can see two obvious caveat heres:
a) she'll also have to free herself from the same serious fuckton of force she generates on impact /at the very moment it is generated/, meaning that a large burst of magic would be required, made exponentially larger by the accumulated speed
b) if you miss you are fucked
>>5820904
there may be a misconception here that could be my own fault. Lucinda's freedom magic allows her to be free from anything, but just as she can be partially free from light she also has to take the intensity of the forces she is dealing with into account. this allows her to deal with /anything/ affecting her, but only as long as she can pay the price. freeing herself from the breeze is easier than freeing herself from a hurricane, simply put

otherwise, not only her powers would be free, but she'd truly be unstoppable as long as she can react to inputs in time

that being said, what you are trying to pull of is perfectly doable within Lucinda's current power output- just don't expect infinite power. and, most importantly, be prepared to deal with the very force you generate
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>>5813709
Sup niggucas, sorry about the radio silence but the past week was full of papers to write and I figured Erika was too high to do anything anyway. Came in here to say hi because I feel bad about lurking.
Carry on, you glorious menheras.
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>>5820933
Yeah I knew, and she's as tough as can be while also being basically spotless
>>5820934
took your sweet time eh? glad to see you
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>>5820933
I'm ready to kick a bitch, just say the word.
I'm all in.
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>>5820925
>Think; what could they teach you if they all /do/ use magic?
Mundane but important things. To lead for one. What more could a girl who wants to control people ask for? There's also the whole if she can access their leaders; she can control the rest of the city while enjoying implicit protection, which she needs considering how small she is.

>We make our enemies. Ask her about Aloe, the one the hag left behind.
The answer to A-chan's question is Helen needs to be bait, but Helen has a burning grudge against Weird Eyes rather than Kyubey, and that, combined with the apocalypse, has given her some serious tunnel vision.

>>5820898
>magical girl missile
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mY9JNrQCY5M

Side note, QM, how long does it take to self destruct?
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ᕙ:

>Whip the snake like Indiana Jones. Or perhaps Richter Belmont.

Jimena ignores the shuriken (which is more of a ‘Bone Shredder’) stuck on the ground, leaving it to unstuck itself; when it does, it respectfully goes back to Lifa’s side. With her white shirt covered in shit and dust, with her skirt sliced open on one side, and with a possessed veteran Magical Girl about to wreck her shit, the tanned brunette decides it may just be a very good time

to transform.

From behind Lifa, a brown shadow, the color of liquid diarrhea shit, leaps like a tiger at Jimena’s torso and takes her off balance, as another goes for her legs, knocks her down, and wraps itself around them. Tangling themselves on her, both masses shoot, like harpoons, brown lines that end in sleeves that tether to the ground over and over, holding down their prisoner, trying to push her down into the ground, shaking and deforming as she struggles-

-then explode into the sky as Jimena stands through sheer force of will. When the masses fall harmlessly over her now completely black body their shape is that of two sweaters, one which she wears mid-fall, and another that wraps itself around her waist. The second one sucks the darkness on her legs until a bit above the knees, as the dense and thick winged hoodie above, which barely covers the bottom of her chest, clears her belly and face and lets Jimena open her bright red eyes.

ᕙ Jimena: Nice of you to wait it out.

Lifa shrugs noncommittally

ರೃ Lifa: It’s basic manners.

Voice from the Cricket: Yes, it’s just basic manners.

ᕙ Jimena: Time to fuck you up with good manners, then.
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Jimena’s blood boils instantly, her heart working like a jet engine as her sweat evaporates. She feels a lot lighter.

>>ᕙ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 37 = Success)<< (Power Up.)

From the corner of her eye, she spots the winged bone snake diving in to get back the swords it just tried to get through her neck, and, although it manages to

it can’t quite get away as the hand on the honey-like whip grabs it by the tail. As it looks onward with its skeletal mouth open, Jimena jumps and slams it into the roof of the Abasto, but not fast enough and the ‘Sword Snake’ cushions its fall by making a bed out of its blades.

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 77 = Success)<< (Hit the Sword Snake.)
>>ᕙ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 17 = Failure)<< (Destroy the Sword Snake.)

Mid-air, the Bone Shredder tries to take advantage of Jimena’s predictable trajectory only for the vTuber to stretch her arm, grab onto a steel pipe, and slingshot herself to safety with plenty of spare time.

>>ᕙ (M1 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 48 = Success)<< (Dodge the Bone Shredder.)

As she’s bouncing back up, though, Jimena finds Lifa’s boulder-like lantern being swung from its flail, right to her right- somewhat slowly, though?- so she simply jumps over the lich.

>>ᕙ (M1 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 48 = Success)<< (Dodge Lifa’s attacks.)

Mid-vaulting, as she turns around in the air, Jimena aims her whip at the Cricket to end the fight instantly, and the Cricket knows, and it’s scared shitless until the Hawk, which Jimena had forgotten about for like a second, catches her mid-air and slams her into the ground.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 18 = Failure)<< (Dodge the Hawk.)

Jimena doesn’t even get to curse as the Hawk starts dragging her across the arching rooftop, gaining speed as she screams, only to use the inertia to shove her aside at full force. Tumbling all the way, Jimena yet manages to hold her ground and stay on the roof before she falls off.

>>ᕙ (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 93 = 13 Damage)<< (Resist the hawk’s attacks.)

Grabbing her master by the shoulders as the Sword Snake slithers around it, the Hawk brings Lifa to Jimena- with both Toys in tow.

Voice from the Cricket: Alondra, report.

ರೃ Lifa: I missed again? I think? Hahaha.

Jimena bears witness as the Priestess drains the peace magic on Lifa, making her eyes grow in slight terror as she gasps-

ರೃ Lifa: I-I’m sorry. I’ll try, I’ll try!

The Priestess restores its magic, calming her down. The bone disk, some distance away, is still stuck to the ground. That thing can’t stop its own force, it seems.

>?
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>>5821075
>pic
i'm slightly dissapointed in having missed that connection
>ರೃ
hmmm I wonder what this means hmmmm
>>5821078
>Alright, lets turn this up a notch. Grab the disk with your whip and swing, flail vs flail.
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>>5820934
dam straith nigguca, all da hood is here. great to have you back! i was waiting for you to post erikas, so hang on tithe

>>5820973
sweet fuck, lemme think. like, there are so many variables here. ok so... first, we have to contemplate wether or not lucinda lands said missile. last one was an m3 because the witch was staggered, so we have these factors to contemplate:
-place is still moving
-witch is looking straight at lucinda. it can dodge
-witch is very far yet. can be fixed by lucinda just waiting. however, this comes with the problem of lucinda having to land the timing just right
-witch could be faster than lucinda knows
-no longer staggered

i see an m5 dex here, ngl- and thats only to see if the hit lands. now, lets see both cases:
a) hit doesn't land:
-pa doesnt matter
-more ma means more force, therefore braking (by freeing herself from gravity and inertia) will become harder.
-con damage on landing will therefore depend on ma
-soul gem will get darker

basically, if you miss the landing you have to roll independantly to brake against the same force that was going to be used against the witch

b) hit lands:
-pa is taken into account- with a -3 penalty on damage because we are looking to damaging instead of just pushing- and Lucinda is fucking kicking the thing
-more ma means more force, therefore landing the hit will add + to pa for each level of ma involved going up to m11 max
-lucinda will receive con damage on hit depending on pa up to m12 max
-soul gem will get darker
-witch dies at m11, else it takes damage
-damage under m4 is ignored by the witch

basically, there would be a sweetspot in which the witch dies and Lucinda doesn't, in which Lucinda lands an m11 and then survives by not rolling con under 20. another point very worth taking into account is that rita may die by remaining trapped in a non-charted area of the laberynth when it collapses

imho you are being a bit extreme lol

>>5821052
>Side note, QM, how long does it take to self destruct?
if you go kyoko's it's instant

that being said, i will spell this only this one time helenanon, and then you can do as you please: you are thinking way too far ahead. the quest is ending, and helen has pretty much done nothing but network and prepare for the future all these threads. we won't get to that future. i'd have some fun now while there's still time if i were you

>>5821113
you gonna aim for the flail specifically? also im thinkin up how we can speed this up a bit, jimena's dex is just so bad lawl. maybe a series of rolls?
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>>5821150
>you gonna aim for the flail specifically?
yes since I don't wanna hurt lifa, and also whatever else comes close
>jimena's dex is just so bad lawl
its character defining. i was hoping i'd be able to fix it with time but that went out the window kek
>maybe a series of rolls?
sure, lets just keep at it till either jimena wins or dies
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>>5821150
Sure, might as well pull out all the stops and push charisma. At the very least, Helen isn't stuck on a boat in the middle of the ocean.
>ACTION: Convince A-chan to upgrade your charisma.
Unless I am misunderstanding the Coordinator process, this will fuck Helen up mentally and magically, but she might be able to still talk with others.
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>>5821162
dude, your supreme overachieving isn't serving any purpose ever, focus on the situation at hand. She's just gonna tell you to fuck off. You ever heard of "walk before you run"?
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>>5821156
ok then lets go step by step in the most abstract way we can. roll:

-ma as you wish
-m4 dex to hit the flail specifically. if you roll over 90, you hit Lifa instead.
-m3 pa to send the flail away

then the dex-con rolls:
-first is lifa (m1 dex, m4 con, no pa here) (in case you fail the first roll)
-then the hawk (m3 dex, m3 con, m5 pa)
-then the disc of death (m1 dex, m5 con, m6 pa)
-then the sword snake (m2 dex, m4 con, m3 pa)

for each dex roll, if the advantage is that of two magnitudes or more, jimena retaliates and attacks herself using tha pa values at the end. the pa rolls that dont straight up destroy will reduce the pa required to do so. yes, lifa can be killed accidentally

lemme know if i miss anything

>>5821162
you know what, you get that. next action now.
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>>5821177
>ACTION: Go act as bait for the spies, so going up to the magical girls.
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>>5820063
My contribution. This has been the best and worst travel ad for Argentina I've ever seen on /qst/ and I love it
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>>5821150
>Rita May Die
Do it, Luce! It'll look REALLY cool if it works! You've got my blessing!
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Rolled 65, 52 = 117 (2d100)

>>5821177
>lifa can be killed accidentally
i figured. i'm gonna be a little cheesy and roll ma after the other rolls if thats alright
starting with Dex and pa
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Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>5821209
now MA to boost Dex over the threshold.
Two times like last time, dc 30
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Rolled 38, 5, 22 = 65 (3d100)

>>5821211
whew, could have had dex 7
next the hawk, dex con and pa
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Rolled 34, 11, 52, 40 = 137 (4d100)

>>5821214
pass, crit aaaand miss
next is the disc and the snake, both are dex auto successes but guess i'll roll it anyways so I might hit them? first two are dex and pa for disc, then the same for snake
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>>5821216
snake dies I guess. pretty okay all around
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>>5821219
fuck it, im gonna write this update. no need to rush like this

>>5821183
so basically you'll just go talk to random magical girls until someone turns out to be a spy? like, about anything specific?

>>5821193
lawl

more gucas tomorrow!
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>>5821290
>>5820973
if I can make a little addenum, what if Jimena opens telepathic communications with lifa and have Luci give her a lil pep talk before she jumps the gun? she's likely gonna need some motivation to not die from crack cocaine magic withdrawal
if you guys agree of course
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>>5821290
Yeah, talk about the fnaf movie and how cool it was.
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■-■: Erika Kruppman ■-■
Age: 16
Personality Type: ISTJ
-Cautious. Would rather think than do.
-Aware of every detail involved in any situation, yet very bad with patterns.
-Efficient, yet extremely bad when gauging emotions.

Profile:
To live is to be uncertain. A very very... very young Erika decided that books would make life less uncertain, and at least for most of her childhood reality decided to prove her right. Nothing changed when the books became plastered on a screen: Erika kept hoarding data like a dragon. One day, too late, she realized that in trying so hard to prepare for her life she forgot to live it- the millisecond she stepped into a classroom.
Playing life like chess can be pretty hard. In chess, you know the pieces and where they are; in life, they keep flying at you out of nowhere. A stern, poker face may keep you safe but also stuck. Erika may have become the school's ace and student council president without even realizing it, but something as simple as making a friend simply escapes her.

Physical Appearance: Long, blonde himecut, always wears a big red ribbon behind her head. Strong blue eyes, slender. Permanently serious scowl. Fits more standards of beauty than many would expect, but these are usually shadowed by her height; Erika is over 1.8m meters tall.

Core Belief: Duty will make her happy.

Magical Trait: Unable to feel surprised, yet still vulnerable to expectancy.

Magical Power: Omniscience. She is aware of every single little detail in her proximity. Completely immune to surprises, Erika knows what or when in any given situation. This still doesn't help her make friends, but constantly being aware of every factor that surrounds her means that books are now and forever worthless to her- unless she likes the story.

Interests:
++The happiness of others
++Being kind
++Pragmatism
+Peace
+Control
+Tradition
+Orangutans
---Social rituals
----Stupidity

Stats:
£ Physical Affinity: 4
λ Magical Affinity: 7
彡 Dexterity: 5
メ Perception: 4
⸫ Wisdom: 2
π Intelligence: 6.
ღ Charisma: 1
φ Mind: 6
Ω Constitution: 3

Wish: "I wish to know all that can be known."

Wanna know more? https://pastebin.com/3BBRzRQM
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■-■:

>???

…………..Erika Kruppman opens her eyes

and those feel much, much heavier than usual.

???: The process has concluded successfully.

Groggy, she lets herself waste some seconds to put it all together. Right, right… It’s still that room, that planetarium library in the middle of nowhere, so she’s still captive at the Order of the End’s secret base. And the Relay still works. And that’s the Toymaker. And that’s… over there, that’s…

Erika Kruppman.

Erika’s shocked gasp never happens. When she touches her mouth and finds nothing there, Erika sees that her fingers are made of wood and that her hands are those of a life-sized mannequin. Stuck in a nightmare, she tries to run away- but wooden chains are holding her down to a fancy wooden throne.

◙ The Toymaker: Do not worry, Erika Kruppman. The situation is not as dire as it seems.

Like ultrafuck it isn’t! Erika tries to scream, but nothing comes out. She doesn’t even feel her lungs to begin with. Her struggle is put to a halt when she hears something dragged across the floor, scratching the tiles as it gets closer-

and it’s a mirror, in which an oversized marionette is tied to a chair. Frozen, Erika just stares at it, her mind burning with implications.

◙ The Toymaker: I apologize if the process of becoming self-aware is challenging your suffering threshold. Regardless, Erika Kruppman, I’m sure you will thank me for this.

It’s, of course, ‘Fuck You’ the first thing to go through Erika’s high-class mind- but it stays there and cannot escape it.

◙ The Toymaker: I, too, consider this Bird Call to be invalid- yet I can neither break you out nor stop the production of your Friends, which are sure to turn the tide of battle.

An army of Toys with omniscience… the very thought sends shivers down Erika’s wooden spine, letting her know she can feel just right yet.

◙ The Toymaker: Therefore, I have transferred your mind and Soul Gem to this design, identical to those to come, so that you may interfere with Faction Leader Hush’s plans- who is a heretic to our sacred Order.

Being wood is making it hard to focus or care about anything else, but then the mirror catches her eyes. The marionette she inhabits right now, despite it all, is indeed an object of beauty. It has no mouth or nose or features except yet its two eyes are quite big, two simple shiny stones of a very deep and complex blue, and her long blonde hair, now turned into a simple cloak falling from her head, had remained. The neck is longer, the arms are longer, the legs are longer- and its short but wide dress is made of nothing but the pages of books.

With a clank, Erika hears the chains hit the ground. Standing in front of the Toymaker, the, perhaps, single most important asset of the Order of the End, the living marionette is still stuck in place despite not being chained
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Erika finally looks up and notices it, what's holding the strings that come from her limbs: a book floating above her.

◙ The Toymaker: I made it so that you can now communicate by drawing with your fingers in the air. Do try it.

Erika draws in the air: ‘If you want to thwart Hush’s plans, then why don’t you kill yourself so that the Toys break?’.

◙ The Toymaker: I am happy to see that my design is as intended.

The carpenter Magical Girl doesn't look happy though.

◙ The Toymaker: Because I do not want to die. That is your answer. Do you think that’s evil?

Something sounds in the distance. Something… clanky.

◙ The Toymaker: We have time for a single question before I send you on your way. Be quick about it.

>?
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>>5822234
>Use /omniscience/ on Toymaker to learn everything she knows about the situation, The Order of the End, and the Toys and how they work
>Then ask TM if Erika can have admin rights and dive into the network to hopefully find Hush and peace her out

Ok, so, bear with me here QM,
>Fact, the toys coordonate via electromagnetic signals
>Fact, Erika(Forma de críptido) can still use her powers
>Fact, soul gems send and recieve EM waves
>Fact, Erika's mind can handle very large amounts of data

With all these in mind, could Erika take over the Toy Network from the Order?
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>>5819162
>-the Blue Gates (Weird Eyes) is turning little girls into artificial Incubators
That I had missed, yeah.
>just do what you want. have fun

>you could start by coming back somehow lmao
Yeah. Got what I asked for, really. Should have maybe concerned myself with asking for a ticket back. Welp, BA is a no-guca zone right now, so it'd be bad even if I was back, so maybe Angel does have a point.
So, like Angel said (maybe, I can't remember, I'm just tired. Things haven't gotten better.): fuck it.
>Pocket the Grief Seed for now, grab a glass of whatever non-alcoholic fruit juice they've got lying around in here, and try to find a TV without getting spotted, see how the world is faring with all this mess.
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>ACTION: Go act as bait for the spies, so going up to the magical girls.

How to help, being just a lost little girl in a crumbling magical world… hmm…

卌 A-chan: There’s another point I’d like to address.

Aww, no, there’s even more.

卌 A-chan: It won’t look good if you only talk to Faction Leaders, it will make you seem power-hungry or that you only want to be with the ‘cool guys’- am I making myself clear? I’ll let everyone know It was I who sent you so that they’ll introduce you to their factions.

Helen just draws a big ‘yes’ with no capital letters. Why is it that everyone keeps saying ‘Faction Leader’ all the time? Can’t they just say ‘leader’? Does having ‘Faction Leader’ before your name let you shoot beams out of your butt? If it's a leader, it’s obviously the leader of a faction, isn’t it??? It doesn’t matter. The simple truth is that A-chan is the mentor she’s stuck with.

卌 A-chan: Still drawing?

The drawing is of Helen with a triangle-shaped body talking to a lot of triangle-shaped girls of many colors. She can’t actually talk (or even use telepathy), but it seems that A-chan gets the point because a faint smile lurks on her face. Walking behind Helen, her mentor touches the little girl’s crimson pendant from over her shoulder, which feels super weird but for just one second.

卌 A-chan: This will make it easier. Coordination is a lot easier with fresh minds like yours, so don’t take it as an example.

>>(Helen’s Charisma has been permanently increased to 7.)

Someone slaps her thigh, making Helen howl in silence.

卌 A-chan: Off you go.

How to help now… well, Helen thinks, the whole point of the deadman switch stuff thing was to lure out spies too eager to end it all fast (although the actual idea was to safeguard herself, but never mind!). By now, according to A-chan, everyone should know about it already, so…

…wait- doesn’t that mean she’ll be in danger?!

……awawawawawawawa……

Helen is getting cold feet for all the right reasons. She’d be putting herself right in harm's way- but how would she even avoid that anyway? There are Magical Girls everywhere here! She should just stay with A-chan who is strong! Why is she even sending her like this if it’s dangerous?!

>Roll M3 Mind
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▲ Emma Imeredala ▲
Age: 17 (very close to 18)
Personality Type: INFJ
-Cautious. Would rather think than do.
-Supreme abstract thinking. Very aware of how things could play out, yet her head-in-the-clouds attitude makes her both very clumsy and prone to miss entire facts.
-Keen awareness of how beliefs affect people, yet bad at telling how hard or easy it would be to achieve efficacy.

Profile:
Emma grew a bit faster than most- at least physically. Can easily be considered a 'normie' by most standards, and most of her friends remain surprised that after digging into her the shoe still fits. This, while boring, does give her a particularly attractive aura- the aura of comfort, coziness, and predictability.
But shallow waters run deep, and there is much going on inside Lake Emma. In love with her whole family, she finds in the certainty of her impending demise the strength to stop herself from bonding with it to spare them the pain of losing her. For such a reason she acts cold and is in turn cold towards herself too.

Physical Appearance: Very long black hair with two sideways bangs that start in braids and then flow freely halfway up to her waist, unnaturally green eyes with no iris, well-developed yet slightly skinny body, skin tone noticeably lighter than average.

Core belief: Sacrifice will make her happy.

Magical Trait: Immune to cognitive dissonance. Does not speak with words, but with feelings, yet nobody ever notices.

Magical Power: Unity. Can change the goals of individuals. This has one very important caveat to be taken into account: once a goal has been chosen, it can only be changed through direct conflict. Stubbornness can be a deadly thing.

Interests:
++++Her family
++Making people happy
+Nature
+Cooking
+Animals
-Witch Hunting
---Clocks
---Being a burden

Stats:
£ Physical Affinity: 2
λ Magical Affinity: 4
彡 Dexterity: 3
メ Perception: 3
⸫ Wisdom: 7
π Intelligence: 5
ღ Charisma: 6
φ Mind: 5
Ω Constitution: 4

Wish: "Grant me a large and happy family."

Wanna know more? https://pastebin.com/x7hnvRmS
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>Pocket the Grief Seed for now, grab a glass of whatever non-alcoholic fruit juice they've got lying around in here, and try to find a TV without getting spotted, see how the world is faring with all this mess.

Emma feels powerful, that much is true- but what can she do? She’s still in the middle of the ocean on the other side of the world, still surprised that the Magical Relay can reach her even here. Whether she wants it or not, she knows that someone is fighting a Witch, that another is fighting a Magical Girl, that one of them is in the Tower, that Erika has just become a Toy… Emma, too, feels as if her skin is hard, smooth wood, and it's a chilling, uncomfortable experience for her- but all she can do is watch and feel. Tired from feeling too much, she decides that jumping into the fray like this will only turn her into a Witch despite the Grief Seed, which fits her pocket as she walks back into that elegant floating maze.

Surprisingly, it doesn’t take her long to find her way back to that restaurant Angel took her to. The memories of them running through those hallways remain fresh because those were one of the few times she was paying attention to reality, but now that Angel isn’t here she isn’t as worried about being found anymore.

Once back, the place feels bigger.

Finding the remote to turn on the TV looming above turned out more of a chore than expected, but in contrast, making a virgin piña colada from scratch using the blender was way easier than she had feared. Emma sits down and watches the world burn as she sips pineapple juice and coconut milk, overwhelmed by her own, personal story.

A mountain-sized tree of pure light looms over New York.
A church in London is being recorded through a submarine.
Madrid is now in the sky, upside-down.
Time has stopped in Paris.
Everyone is dead and blind in Bulgaria.
Everyone in Mexico City has become the same teenage girl.
Everyone is a god in Puerto Rico
Giant alien structures peek from the clouds over Moscu.
South Africa has become black and white.
The pyramids near El Cairo have become sentient walking constructs.
There's no gravity in Taiwan.
Animals now talk in Finland.
Rome is just a crater.

And she doesn’t care.

The darkness around the world had always found a way to gnaw at her tender heart, to make her feel rage and despair for events miles and miles away- but Emma feels nothing now. She doesn’t have to be the savior anymore. She doesn’t have to become the president of Africa. Even her own little world had already proven too much for her to bear, and now Emma has become brave enough to settle for a piece of it.

Angel.

It's not simply about being a turbo-lesbian on nitro, no. It's not about being lonely, either- not anymore. Emma is filled, as she sits quietly, as she sips punch, with endless righteous fury at a world that wouldn't stop taking from her

because for once, she'd love to take something from it instead.

>?
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Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>5822338
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>>5821353
Yeah thats cool with me
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>>5821150
So only one roll for now then, A m5 dex?
what's the DC then for that?
Then more rolls depending on what we get?
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>>5821207
You got it Rita, I will not let your suicide be in vain!
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>>5821150
>imho you are being a bit extreme lol
I LIVE LIFE ON THE EDGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE BABY!
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Current HP: 87/100

>Alright, lets turn this up a notch. Grab the disk with your whip and swing, flail vs flail.

The Hawk drops Lifa as the Snake slithers around her while the Shredder is stuck near Jimena, who looks at her arm: blood on rubber. The red trail she left on the arching rooftops is feeble like a string, yet long enough for her to get serious over. Nothing kills Magical Girls more than hubris, it happens all the time, but that won’t happen to Jimena as long as her dad is still stuck in that Labyrinth.

Focusing all thoughts on Lifa like a magnifying glass, focusing through it all the sun that is her determination, Jimena balls up a fist- and all of her blood becomes diesel.

Jimena:
>>ᕙ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 85 = Success)<< (Power Up.)

Not wasting a breath, the Magical Girl of Ass Eating slingshots herself straight at the other Magical Girl, so fast that the veteran only gets to swing forward in panic to catch her,

but Jimena had left her whip anchored behind.

The brunette brutally kills her momentum by digging her heels into the ground and uses the force of the brake to dig the Bone Shredder out with her whip, which is instantly swung along-

ರೃ Lifa: ….!!!!!

-straight at the incoming lantern itself.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 65 = Success)<< (Hit Lifa’s lantern flail.)
>>ᕙ (M4 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 52 = Success)<< (Destroy Lifa’s lantern flail.)

The lantern is sent flying in pieces that are mixed with those of the Bone Shredder, as Lifa is left with just a stick with a chain. The shuriken of bones starts spinning wildly once it hits the ground, going crazy, revealing the circuitry under its flesh and broken blades.

ರೃ Lifa: Again?! For real?!

But as Jimena’s encore was about to be sung, as that big hand on her whip was wide open for the Cricket, who could only stare and be grateful for its short life, the Hawk dived in as if spat by a shadow

only for Jimena to dodge-roll at the side and let it crash on the ground.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 38 = Success)<< (Dodge the Hawk)

It recovers instantly and takes to the skies, most likely to avoid the broken, swirling disc of bones desperate to chew out Jimena’s rubber body

but it proves too much for it, as Jimena steps to the side and grabs it.

>>ᕙ (M1 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 34 = Success + Retaliation)<< (Dodge the Bone Shredder / Hit the Bone Shredder.)

And when the flying, skeletal snake sees the chance and takes a dive, aligning all of its swords as it aims to go right through Jimena, it’s met instead with its old pal the shredder mid-flight as Jimena holds it like a shield-

>>ᕙ (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 52 = Success)<< (Hit the Sword Snake.)
>>ᕙ (M3 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 11 = Success)<< (Destroy the Bone Shredder)
>>ᕙ (M3 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 40 = Success)<< (Destroy the Sword Snake.)

going through something just like it had intended,

just not the Magical Girl.
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Tossing the bone guardians aside, leaving them to whirl their final moments away, Jimena heads straight for Lifa with steady, casual steps.

Voice from the Cricket: Alondra, report.

ರೃ Lifa: Um……

She blinks as Jimena walks to her.

ರೃ Lifa: …bad?

Jimena looks at the Hawk, straight at its tiny glasses and the strange square popping out of its chest.

>?
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>>5822307
immediately after she appears she already tries to pull end-game level bullshit despite being a fucking puppet

>>5822326
immediately after she appears she's already dead set on not doing jack-shit despite everything being on fire

my headcannon is that erikanon is just erika and that emmanon is just emma, just trying to relax a bit before going on another witch patrol. you two never change

>>5821353
only if luci is who talks to her girlfriend. you cant talk for her

>>5822428
yup. dc is 70. after that, you are already locked in with no room for choice (cause there isn't much more you could pull off in either situation that I can think of)

>>5822430
just like with helananon, i'll give you a tip just once. you do realize you can fight with your chains too right? they are almost a good as the scythe and work on pa too


odds are I won't be posting tomorrow cause I have to put some stuff on the road. there's still time though
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>>5822422
ok then just stall for a bit so the witch can fly closer?
>>5822457
>only if luci is who talks to her girlfriend. you cant talk for her
I didn't intend to, I was wondering if the relay and regular telepathy would let them have a chat
>>5822448
>Now's the time, kill the damn cricket!
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>>5822461
>I didn't intend to, I was wondering if the relay and regular telepathy would let them have a chat
in the crudest way possible, meaning jimena repeating what lucinda is saying, meaning that lifa may not believe it.
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>>5822463
okay fuck, I guess we'll just air some embarassing secrets and hope for the best!
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>>5822457
I was unsure to ask about the chains but now that you've mentioned it...
Maybe I feel a little less suicidal.
Is this new action acceptable?
>ACTION: Lucinda focuses on elongating and multiplying her chains out her hands, using them to create an improvised extremely large Cat o' nine tails weapon.
>pic related

>>5822461
Consider it done
I'm gonna whip the bitch, time to swat some (butter)flies!
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>>5822478
god thats fucking amazing

consider it done

what else?
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>>5822457
>immediately after she appears she already tries to pull end-game level bullshit despite being a fucking puppet
All I'm hearing is the lack of a no, Erikanet(Forma de críptido) is a go!

>my headcannon is that erikanon is just erika and that emmanon is just emma
>Implying we are not two personalities of the same schizo
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>>5822457
>immediately after she appears she's already dead set on not doing jack-shit despite everything being on fire
>my headcannon is that erikanon is just erika and that emmanon is just emma, just trying to relax a bit before going on another witch patrol. you two never change
On the one hand, Emma can't fly, run like Sanic or teleport behind anyone, so even if she glamoured the crew into sailing her back, she'd arrive in a fashionable, let's say three to five weeks. Assuming the ship has enough fuel. I know I did ask for a beach away from it all, but I can't exactly assume full responsibility for the current state of affairs! ^^
On the other hand, yeah I could try and offer moral support through the link. Hell, can I just have Emma roll to give one of the others better chances? Maybe not, but maybe helping with Mental actions? Become one of those positive voices African schizos hear apparently.

I realize now there was this whole aspect to the relay where we could have helped each other on the sanity rolls, though it doesn't matter now.
>>5822494
>Implying we are not two personalities of the same schizo
Unless I'm pulling a Mr Hyde, most likely not. Or maybe someone wished for all the /qst/ anons to become a self-ignorant blob of flesh and computer parts, hooked up to a machine as it makes games for itself to play so it doesn't wake up. I dunno, little girls make weird fucking wishes these days, you can't be certain!

And I'm also not a guca. Thank fuck, both because it sucks and because the original Emma, not the one that gave this one her family name, is with little doubt the scariest fucking thing I've ever created power wise in over ten years of schizo writing and world-building. There's a reason Emma's witch concept looks the way it does.;

>>5822371
Ohfuck you actually posted something.

Ah. What to take. A fine question
>It's not simply about being a turbo-lesbian on nitro, no.

Pffft. Sure. How many layers of selfcest are we on by now, QM?

I'll mull the choice over for tomorrow
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>>5822510
>I realize now there was this whole aspect to the relay where we could have helped each other on the sanity rolls, though it doesn't matter now.
I've considered that, and we haven't had one of those since the Magical Relay started so
>On the one hand, Emma can't fly, run like Sanic or teleport behind anyone
she got fire and ice magic, mind control, and private jets are a thing, im sure you could put something together if you tried
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>>5822526
>we haven't had one of those since the Magical Relay started so
*actually, do the peace magic ones count? still very few
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>>5822461
>>Now's the time, kill the damn cricket!
aight nigga roll me dat shit
m4 dex (cause of the hawk)
if you fail the roll, you'll roll to defend your ass

>>5822494
>pic related
kinda like that, yeah! but like a million times less creepy
also as emma said all of qst is just one guy

>>5822510
On the other hand, yeah I could try and offer moral support through the link.
totally doable. you can roll char and wis to help other's people mind rolls

>I realize now there was this whole aspect to the relay where we could have helped each other on the sanity rolls,
desu i expected for it to be exploited/abused more, but at least you are getting creative

>Or maybe someone wished for all the /qst/ anons to become a self-ignorant blob of flesh and computer parts, hooked up to a machine as it makes games for itself to play so it doesn't wake up.
>little girls make weird fucking wishes these days
she just wanted friends

>Pffft. Sure. How many layers of selfcest are we on by now, QM?
at least its not incest

>dat spoiler
oc emma must be a bitch and three quarters if unity is lower of the power scale. too bad it only got used once so far

>*actually, do the peace magic ones count? still very few
those count, but the lack of mind rolls comes mainly from the lack of traumatic experiences so far. maybe i skipped a few though


aight maybe a few more today. still waitin on lucinda. also rita roll dat m7con again
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Rolled 47, 20 = 67 (2d100)

>>5822606
alright, MA plus DEX bundle pack, dc 30 for MA same as before
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>>5822609
damn
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Rolled 76, 35, 4 = 115 (3d100)

>>5822609
okay here's Dex con and ¿PA? for the hawk
i'm guessing Lifa still can't/won't hit me
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>>5822611
you know the drill

-first is lifa (m3 dex, m4 con, m4 pa (if you want to retaliate))
-then the hawk (m3 dex, m4 con, m5 pa)
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Rolled 74, 33 = 107 (2d100)

>>5822626
>(if you want to retaliate)
oh cool, I get to choose
just two die then
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aight you live and no changes

try again lmao, m4 dex

unless you have another strategy?
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>>5822631
Could Jimena use her magical trait of slapping ass with her mind on Lifa as a distraction?
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Rolled 59, 53 = 112 (2d100)

>>5822631
besides the jimena telephone game, not really
>>5822635
that depends on if Luci would mind or not, I'm trying to survive here

MA and dex, come on babe
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>>5822655
cool, that does it
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>Use /omniscience/ on Toymaker
>Ask Toymaker if Erika can have admin rights to the Toy/Friend network

No need for questions: Erika, even a Toy, will get all of her answers as usual. She feels her conscience expand as usual, a bit more weirdly here and there, and envelops the creator in it. She perceives the shape of her hands, the blood in her cheeks, and each strand of her brown hair all at once, she gains absolute data on her shape

but it sparkles nothing in her?

◙ The Toymaker: Erika Kruppman, we don’t have time.

All of this data is leading her nowhere? No! What’s going on?! In panic, Erika abides by her true intelligence unbound by magic, wasting time- but she lands on a good theory! All that there is to know is engraved in her brain- but this is no longer her brain-

-her brain is right there, inside that tall body that is resting on that bed of books. Enhancing the range of Omniscience, Erika includes her previous container as she scans the ToyMaker again, aiming to use her as a reference to dig through the contents of her gray mass as usual-

-but it doesn’t work anyway! And the steps keep getting closer!

◙ The Toymaker: If you do not ha-

Fast as she can, Erika draws (clumsily) in the air:

■-■ Erika: “MaY I haVE admIN rigGHts to tHe TOY STORY netWork so THat-”

◙ The Toymaker: There is no such thing.

The door is slammed open. And the Toymaker sighs, very, very slowly indeed.

◙ The Toymaker: I’m beginning to suspect that you crows know that ruins my mood.

◙ Crow Knight: Believe what you want. Is it ready?

The Toymaker nods.

◙ The Toymaker: For tests, anyway. I would like to monitor-

◙ Crow Knight: No tests, Toymaker. Every second is sacred-

◙ The Toymaker: -yes, yes, I am aware of everything that you are about to say. Deploy it, then.

The bizarre nature of this hierarchy puzzles Erika, even though she’s just a glorified puppet getting dragged around through the hallways. Why would you treat your leaders like shit? Not even that Hush got off scot-free. But most importantly-

-she doesn’t know all that there is to know anymore. No, no, /most importantly/-

-the battlefield is about to be filled with Toys with omniscience! Toys that can detect anything around them down to the atoms. The MGC-BA is an old story at this point, the Faction Leaders won’t let her live it up, and the thing is crammed full of top-tier monsters, and yet…

…what will happen when those Toys reach the Violet Tower?

◙ Crow Knight: Portal Keeper, deploy this one to Barracas.

The 'Portal Keeper' is just another Crow Knight with another sweet, gingerly voice. Wait, Barracas? That's near home, Erika thinks.

◙ Portal Keeper: And the squad?

◙ Crow Knight: Send the next two together along this one. Include both Crickets.

Erika frowns with her pretty sapphire eyes. These motherfuckers have portals. Where is this place anyway?

>?
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>>5822659
niggeca what about the priestess? you roll dex, you catch it, you roll dex and pa, you try to fuck it up, you roll nothing you let it get away

also what about the cricket? you just crush it rite?
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Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>5822807
OKAY i get it calm down, catch it!
>also what about the cricket? you just crush it rite?
YES
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>Now's the time, kill the damn cricket!

Jimena is finally starting to feel the impurities in her Soul Gem- but that’s a story for another day! She balls up -both- fists to keep the rhythm going, to push herself to the finish line

and her blood spins inside her!

>>ᕙ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 47 = Success)<< (Power Up.)

The brunette’s face twists to surprise as she sees Lifa doing her exact same pose, as she catches the faint sound of gears spinning somewhere, both inside of the yurimancer and her Hawk.

ರೃ Lifa: Guess what! I can overclock myself too!

Voice from the Cricket: Eh, report?

‘Suit yourself’, thinks Jimena, focused like very few other times. One final push; that’s all it will take. Promising herself that, Jimena bounces the hand on her whip against the floor, then flings it forward with enthusiasm at the slightly gasping Lifa, at the already acceptant-of-death Cricket, only for the Hawk itself to grab the Cricket with that thick claw at the very last quarter of a second

and push it out of the way.

>>ᕙ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 35 = Failure)<< (Grab the Cricket.)

And in that very motion, as if swimming through the air, the Hawk with its kite-like wings spins as it dives down straight at Jimena like a drill from heaven, suddenly faster, only for Jimena to vault on it to the skies and then punch it from the air-

a punch that the Hawk simply deflects with a sturdy wing.

ᕙ Jimena: AUCH MOTHERFU

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 76 = Success)<< (Dodge the Hawk.)
>>ᕙ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 4 = Failure)<< (Destroy the Hawk.)

Stuck in the air, Jimena at least gets to swallow when she notices Lifa about to swing the corpses of her late guardians as if they were a big, weird chakram. Deforming her body to the point it’s almost liquid, Jimena manages to cleanly maneuver around it, yet just barely, as the tip of a bone blade grazes her stretched vTuber ass.

>>ᕙ (M3 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 74 = Success)<< (Dodge Lifa.)

Finally landing, Jimena regains her shape as she tumbles; any of those hits would have /hurt/ if they landed on her. Lifa wasn’t joking about the overclocking part, even now the tomboy can hear those gears inside of them going nuts. Panting, yet at least barely dressed in ketchup, Jimena decides that this can’t keep going.

This time, she stomps on the ground

and that stomp echoes inside of her.

>>ᕙ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 59 = Success)<< (Power Up.)
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That fall killed all of her advantage, and yet Jimena is still rushing through the arched rooftops of the Abasto. Not giving any of them time to think, Jimena spins her whip like a lazo as she screams like an indian, which twists Lifa’s face, then /shoots/ the big honey hand instantly as she jumps

and Lifa covers herself with the corpses

and the Hawk covers Lifa who is covering herself

but the hand bends ever so slightly and just enough to go over her shoulder- catching the already-buddhist-Cricket and taking it back with it.

>>ᕙ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 53 = Success)<< (Grab the Cricket.)

Voice from the Cricket: Alondra, report! Report!

Jimena looks at the Cricket: she doesn't hate it. But, like a cockroach or a mosquito, it brings harm by design. Instead of throwing a quip to look cool, her newfound mercy compels her to give it the mercy of a quick destruction. The hand of honey closes, instantly turning the Toy into dust, pieces, and a paper with japanese words written in it.

Besides surprised, Lifa looks lost; already familiar with peace magic, Jimena can tell that the amount in that girl could be lethal. Looking at Lifa, then at Jimena, the Priestess seems to realize that she’s milliseconds away of that seem fate and, like an intellectual, flies the fuck out of there. Just not for long.

>>ᕙ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 51 = Success)<< (Grab the Priestess.)

As Jimena looks into the red, shining ‘eye’ within the pink and white hood of the Priestess, the two of them connect with each other deeply, like long lost kindred spirits. No words or safeguards are needed: the Toy knows that Jimena could crush it, and Jimena knows that the Toy doesn’t want to be crushed too. It’s the perfect communication because the context is enough, and so Jimena simply lets it glide near her.

ರೃ Lifa: Um… um…

The peace magic is slowly fading from them both, stepping aside so that reality can flood back into their heads. It’s anything but pleasant; too much truth can kill. But there seems to be a difference. The peace magic in Lifa is fading much faster, but slower than the darkening of her Soul Gem.

ᕙ Jimena: Ah. Shit.

>?
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Ƹ>:

>>Ƹ> (M3 Mind φ Roll: 80 = Success)<< (Resist the fear to spies.)

No! It will be fine. A-chan is a big shot around here, and she said that a Magical Girl’s body is a lot tougher than that of a normal person’s. But… wouldn’t that also mean that the Magical Girls that could try to kill her would also be stronger? Even if they can’t transform? No, no, no! Just, just stay within sight, thinks Helen. Don’t be alone with anyone, she thinks, and that will be good enough! Good as a sandwich!

Steeling herself, Helen walks up with big steps, just like a soldier carrying the flag, to the first Magical Girl she finds. And it’s… kind of a weird one.

► Ceres Fauna: Oh. Hi there, tiny sapling.

Is this one from the West? Helen thinks that the weird ones are from the West because they remind her of Salome, who is /really/ weird desuwa. Taking out her notepad, hastily scribbling under Fauna’s terminally passive gaze, Helen draws anything but it comes off as a drawing of a spy smoking a million cigarettes that just says ‘ARE YOU A SPY?’.

► Fauna: Hmmmmmmm, but aren’t we all, though? What is a spy anyway, right? Someone who goes undercover to get information, right? I think we all have a spy in us, then, learning through our eyes, preparing-

By the time Fauna remembers Helen, the little dragon was long gone and showing that same picture to Mumei, another Eastern.

► Mumei: Yes. Definitively!

Helen runs away. She tells A-chan that the owl girl is a spy.

卌 A-chan: I already knew.

What?!

卌 A-chan: Both the West and the North have always let that girl go wherever she pleased. It’s like she belongs to all factions at once.

Dumbfounded, Helen simply carries on.

▲ Veibae: Yes. I spy on my bitches all the time! (But don’t tell them.)

◄ Enna: I’m too fucking stupid to be a spy.

卌 Super: omg like that would be like SO AWESOME like id have a suit

▲ Ironmouse: But I’m a Faction Leader!

◄ Reimu: I’m too fucking dead to be a spy, hahaha.

◙ Hush: I was once, they kept pretending not to know.

► Calliope: I’m not, but I get you. It’s like I’m from anywhere /but/ the East.

▲ Froot: Why does everyone always think that? I’m not from the East.

卌 A: No, Helena. No.
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How can this be so hard?! What if the spies are waiting for everyone to go to sleep? This siege may last for a big-long while, and the few that stay awake could be the spies. It’s like that game she used to play with Carlos and Pedro and Angel and Angela, someone is the bad guy and everyone else has to find it before it kills everyone else. It’s that it? Is that what we are playing? Helen’s paranoia doesn’t do much but grow.

Yet she sighs; her little chest gets even 'littler'. There’s still so much time… at least until the Erikas invade, but then it won’t be the spies that get her and it won’t be her fault.

Helen realizes that all this worrying is just going to make her little gem darker, and she reminds herself that that's a bad thing. Finding solace in defeat, she simply lets herself fall on a couch. At least the mood is starting to pick up, judging by the pillow that just landed on her face.

>See you in like two or three days!
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>>5822947
>Keep Lifa from witching out. Tell her Lucinda will be here with a Grief Seed and everything will be alright.
>Make the doll spill out its fucking magic dammit.
Talking is a free action ain't it?
>>5823005
>◙ Hush
hey, go back to your emo larper group you psycho bitch
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>>5822947
>lazo
So that's what a lasso is in Spanish.
>>5823005
>ARE YOU A SPY?
How very subtle.
>>5823008
See you then, QM. I've been enjoying this finale so far.
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>>5822487
Cool, I'm glad you liked my idea. Otherwise I would have just used them to make a regular chain whip lol.
This seems better though.

>What else?
Alright, I've got it now, my creative juices are flowing.

>ACTION: Wait for the witch to get into range of the giant cat o' nine tails weapon, when the witch is near to entering effective range, wind up the attack and aim for the "wings".
The wind up will increase destructive power and the waiting will allow Lucinda to get a better aim while she's focusing.
I'm reminded of a lion tamer keeping the lion at bay with a chair and whip, like from a circus lmao.
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>Pic related
Just replace the lion with a butterfly, and the guy with a magical girl, and its basically a shot for shot remake.
Funny how this witches theme is a circus attraction and I've accidentally recreated a circus act to fight it lmao.
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aight I'm catching a break, how's the new rhythm? im still multiposting sometimes but the idea was to be more straightforward
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>>5823928
i have zero problems with it, works pretty well
i'm missing some of the dumb tangents but the writing's still good as ever
take your time, all this shit happening makes me very nervous
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>>5823928
I can definitely see the posts streamlining has gotten better, I also agree with Jimena about the writing still being just as good quality though.
Enjoy your break!
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Rolled 28 (1d100)

>>5822635
yes
just because you remembered
if you read this you are an incubator

>>5823029
>Talking is a free action ain't it?
unless you are trying to convince someone through sheer confidence, it is

>Tell her Lucinda will be here with a Grief Seed and everything will be alright.
there are three ways to make this have an effect:
-repeat what luci herself tells you
-use lucis memories to convince lifa
-roll m5 char

>>5823047
>How very subtle.
with spies you have to be double subtle
glad you havin fun :D


aight roll call for tomorrow/after tomorrow!

>>5823344
>Otherwise I would have just used them to make a regular chain whip
no need, ninetails chains works

aight so this is:
-m5 dex roll to see if you hit the wings
--witch is moving -
--witch is looking at lucinda -
--witch's trajectory is predictable +
--if roll is at least an m4, you at least hit the body of the witch.

-m6 pa roll to see if you send it down (but you have to also hit the wings)
--if it's at least an m5, the witch retaliates but its kept in place (m4 if you hit the wings)
--it would take an m11 hit to kill the witch, but every hit over the threshold will reduce the magnitude required based on how higher the roll is from the threshold

-m5 con in case it attacks
-m5 dex in case it attacks

-ma optional.
--if you say you are using ma defensively, it will activate automatically if the roll is at least an m4
--other uses up to you

ninetails whip has a -2 pa penalty and a -1 dex penalty, however it always rolls twice and keeps the highest results. whenever a single roll meets both thresholds at once, it attacks again up to three times max, but attacks after the first do not reroll

aight also still waitin on:

-rita (roll dat con7)
-emma
-erika
-helena
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Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>5824529
Alright I got it, time for some rolls!
m5 dex is first:

CMON BIG MONEEEY
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>5824529
>>5824660
Oh yeah, that's what I like to see. A direct hit on one of the bitches wings.
m5 pa roll now, to see how much damage is dealt.
MY LUCK SHALL HOLD.
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Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>5824529
>>5824663
Alright, so if I'm reading this right, I hit the wings of the witch and got a Magnitude 4 on the pa roll.
This means that witchy is gonna retaliate, so now I roll m5 con...
>see roll above.
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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5824529
>-m5 dex in case it attacks
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Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>5824529
>--if you say you are using ma defensively, it will activate automatically if the roll is at least an m4
yeah, that sounds smart.
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Is that all the rolls I needed to make this turn or did I miss some?
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>>5824677
>it always rolls twice and keeps the highest results
you can roll again for both the dex and pa of the attack with no loss. regardless:
>whenever a single roll meets both thresholds at once, it attacks again up to three times max, but attacks after the first do not reroll
simply put, you get to attack again for free. m5 was the threshold for pa
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Rolled 67, 19 = 86 (2d100)

>>5824691
Ah thanks QM, I got it now.
>NEW rolls for dex and pa:
Lets hope for something good!
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Annnnd with that, I think my turn is over.
I think that went pretty well. All things considered.
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Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>5824529
Is it time for the triumphant Riturn?
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>>5824529
Alright, option number two
>Remind her of the good times like, her throwing boiling coffee on that guy or when the rich fuckboys got blown the fuck away by the Mortal Kombat machine. Or when Lucinda found her dildo or when she and Patchwing called her flat.
>>5824799
three misses on a one in three now that's unlucky
>>5824703
anything you wanna say to the cutting board, apex meguca?
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>>5824529
>ACTION: Go up to people again and convince them of the wrongness of the Bird Call by mentioning the Grand Matriarch's judgment on it.
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>>5823928
I like the rhythm. Enough to get some character moments in but keep the pace going.
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>>5825411
let me see if i got the intent correctly. you want to let people know about what angel said in case hush pulls some grand bullshit? to gain the upper hand? or did i misunderstood?

either case, its an m5 char roll (would be like an m3 if helen wasn't just a little girl). addendum applies

>>5825414
great to know. pacing is what ive struggled with the most
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>>5825532
scratch that, it's an m? char roll. roll over 20 and you convince half of everyone, over 50 you convince the majority, over 70 you convince pretty much everyone you know of, over 90 and you can be sure that everyone believes you
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>>5825068
>anything you wanna say to the cutting board
Tell her not to give up just yet while I'm fighting for my life!
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>>5825687
ok cool, you focus on that
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>>5825532
It's blind firing into a crowd, hoping to hit a spy. Anything omniscience picked up that can be used to discredit Hush as a leader? A truly horrible secret?
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>>5826048
cant help you there cause

no more erika brain lel im free
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Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>5826133
Nat 1, it'll be funny. Over 90 seems high.
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>>5826152
nice crit fail, welcome to the club kid
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>>5826048
oh wait let me make sure, your idea was to shittalk the bird call until a spy from the ooe got mad? and then outed itself? cause you already rolled to discredit hush and whatever consequence that has is already going down

also i may slip some posts today cuz tomorrow just got harder!
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>>5826172
More to make them doubt themselves.
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ᕙ:

>Keep Lifa from witching out by telling her about Lucinda and making the Priestess use its magic on her.

Lifa falls to her knees, and the Hawk, her last guardian, swoops in to protect her. But that doesn’t stop Jimena’s steps.

ᕙ Jimena: Lifa, right? I don’t know if you are sharing minds with other people too, but I am. With Lucinda.

Soothingly, from behind the big bird, Lifa places a hand on its wing as if to push it aside; the intimidating, half-digested hawk moves as if Lifa could, but just enough for the necro-techno-mancer to peek from behind it.

ᕙ Jimena: I’m friendly.

ರೃ Lifa: Proof.

Jimena shrugs; it’s only natural to expect it, more so in a disaster of this scale. Lifa could still book it with that grim pigeon of hers, but trusting the brunette would leave her exposed. Standing her ground, the vTuber clears her throat.

ᕙ Jimena: You almost killed a guy, who was on a date by the way, by spilling coffee on him. Then, someone threw a Mortal Kombat arcade machine, one of the oldies, one of the goodies, at those three retards with too much money that tried to fuck the Fucknado of all people, but that wasn’t a fatality sadly.

Lifa peeks a bit more from behind her feathered guardian. Now Jimena can see both of her now red eyes. Wow, just like hers.

ᕙ Jimena: THEN, Lucinda found your dildo but thought it was a toy for dogs because she had one herself-

ರೃ Lifa: …No fucking way, is everything shared-

ᕙ Jimena: -and the-the-then both her and Patchwing, your crow, which for some reason is yourself, called you flat.

ರೃ Lifa: …YES, yes it is.

Jimena simply spreads her arms with a witty smile, resting her case. Given how miserable she looks as reality sinks in, the happy memories must have come like shadows in the desert to Lifa. When she pats the Hawk, it finally steps aside- its eyes still fixed on that whip.

ರೃ Lifa: I feel like horse shit.

ᕙ Jimena: Yeah, I’d know. Lady Lucinda the Apex Fucknado of Terror or however you call her will be here soon with a Grief Seed. Hang in there.

Then and there, Jimena looks at the Priestess. It’s quietly hovering in place, very aware, apparently, of the invisible ring of death around the very brown Magical Girl, the one that it wouldn’t be able to cross without becoming a fully functioning rocking chair instantly.
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The White and Pink floats to the necro-techno-mancer, exerting its magic on her.

ᕙ Jimena: Slower.

It abides. Apparently, these things know Spanish.

ᕙ Jimena: Stop there. Keep it at that level.

ರೃ Lifa: A bit more, please.

ᕙ Jimena: Sorry but no. We need your shit to get out, just not all at once.

Lifa is, yet, panting painfully and trembling. The accumulation of fear, anxiety, and despair given all the shit that’s going on is brutal, and perhaps the only reason for which Hush’s peace magic is effective right now. Were these peaceful times, there wouldn’t be darkness to accumulate.

ᕙ Jimena: Oh, and she also says ‘Don’t die before I do’.

ರೃ Lifa: …For real?

ᕙ Jimena: Yeah, kinda? It was something along those lines. I think.

ರೃ Lifa: Then you tell that bitch *pant* she better tell me something nice and romantic for once in her life or I'll look for her once I'm a Witch.

Jimena looks at the Priestess and the Priestess looks at Jimena; it would shrug too if it could. Lucinda must have heard loud and clear, so why bother? Thankfully, the peace magic is doing its work- and yet that pink gem is still getting dark. Maybe the little lich does actually, genuinely need something cheesy right now.

>?
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>>5826360
That I can't do anything about. Lucinda please for the love of bigguca come up with something, better than the scythe boomerang if possible. Or something just like that but it has to come out of your heart, true and raw.
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>>5826374
lmao

i can give context if you need it
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>>5826384
well if you are offering
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>>5826385
ive spent my brains for today so
imma tell you how they ended up gfs4eva

aight so like imediately after lifaquest the two started seeing each other daily cause lucinda had no fucking idea about proper timing and not being a pest and kept knocking on her door. no matter, lifa said goodbye to me-time and let luci invade her /every day/ for like a month

so far lifa was content, cause she firmly believed coupleship was bullshit and was truly content with classical guca friendship, but because of the sudden symbiosis and her own insecurities about not being normal she began falling for the blonde and spilling corny shit that the other didnt know how to handle. so lifa got upset, cause she didnt want to use lucinda like a trophy like everyone else, and cried like a bitch and told the other to give her distance so shed pull herself together

and like a month and a half came and went with /no/ contact at all, as suddenly as that

ok so thing is that she did pull herself together after stuff like starting the gym, bathing, going out of her house for basic chores, and overall quit being a nasty fucking fujoshi. she let her hair be fully green and grommed herself cause to lifa that's the normal thing to do, and even if it's not at all she did try

so she tells lucinda to come and she does and things get back to normal, only for the blonde this time to be the one who realize she grew a dependency on the lich cause nobody else in the world told her pretty (non-sexual) stuff and hugged her. and so she started saying, like why not, why can't we be girlfriends, why would that be bad. and even seeing that opportunity, even having lucinda wrapped in a giftbox, lifa told her to not depend on her, fuck off, work on herself so she can make friends, and call her in a month, and lucinda fell in love hard as ultramegafuck cause she loves nothing more in the world than being outright rejected

so, the cycle repeated, this time it was lucinda who had to put her shit together and try not to hate every other living walking thing

and she failed lawl

but not without putting the effort.

so the current situation is that, yes, they are in a romantic relationship but only because lifa saw that lucinda needed the motivation to work on her shit, and both know that the blonde slips or goes back to justifying being a misantrope she'll get dumped from a highway cause lifa is immune to her charms after spending six years jacking off to yuri and tentacles


that being said, they only kissed /once/
and it's been like a year
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>>5826406
>after spending six years jacking off to yuri and tentacles
That's certainly one way to cope with the life of a Magical Girl.

Side note, but does perception not apply to combat? I'm a bit surprised by its absence.
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>>5826406
So Operation Heart Melter was a success, posthumously and in spite of literally every person involved being a right angle in the charts of several spectrums. I take all the credit for this, meduka hand over the badge and tidy up my office, i'm the winggoddess now
>>5826506
I'm assuming it does and I've lost every time by default
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>>5826506
i totally fucking forgot about per rolls. no excuses. per also determines how much dex you have to roll since it determines the time you have to react, and jimena having per 1 would have had an even harder time with dex rolls, like one or two magnitudes more for each this specific time

i'll make it up to the others somehow when the time comes

>>5826507
>I'm assuming it does and I've lost every time by default
there would have been m1 to m3 per rolls, so you may have won some

>>5826507
>So Operation Heart Melter was a success
it also almost got several people killed or maimed, but yeah!
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>>5822788
>Pretend to be a toy and go with them
Making wild assumptions then missing the mark, Erika is back in the game.

>Barracas? That's near home
QM, out of curiosity, how big is gran gran K's pile of war memorabilia and hunting equipment? [spoilers]and are there any sniper rifles in it?
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ರೃ Lucinda Newhorn ರೃ
Age: 16
Personality Type: ESTJ
-Impulsive. Would rather do than think.
-Efficient and disciplined to the extreme, yet almost entirely unaware of the meaning behind objects and actions.
-Good with concrete facts and data, bad with abstractions.

Profile:
Sadly enough, it doesn't take too many brain cells to figure out that we all are slaves in one giant prison. If you don't work, you don't eat; if you don't eat, you die. If you don't work, you die- and Lucinda Newhorn pieced this together much faster than most. The reality of the bigger picture was made all the more apparent by the smaller picture she was made to fit into: overly conservative parents, an almost rich family, traditions, studies, serious dinners, studies, piano classes, studies, forced friendships with kids from select families, studies-
That one time she got yelled at for coming back home laughing after slipping into mud made it perfectly clear that her family wanted to be "Respected". Which she found endlessly amusing when she found out one of her classmates, an actually very rich girl, picking her nose in the middle of class.

Physical Appearance: Complex, long blonde hair done in a sidebang, held in place by a blue ribbon hanging under her right ear. Bright blue eyes. Slender, curved body that matches all common aesthetic standards; model-tier beauty that sets her far apart from most other girls. Inquisitive dead stare. Never smiles.

Core Belief: Freedom will make her happy.

Magical Trait: Unable to care about external opinions, even when those come from within. This makes her impossible to influence unless solid evidence is presented.

Magical Power: Freedom. She can temporarily ignore aspects of reality currently affecting her. Has no transitive properties. The only way to be free from this world is to not let it affect you. However, the world is also where you rest your feet, what keeps you standing, so becoming free from it and going to live in the wild may be dangerous.
This power has a major caveat: it physically wounds her whenever she stops using it. The longer she stays, the more it will hurt.

Interests:
+++Freedom
++Feelings
+Control
+Perfection
+Silence
-------Other People

Stats:
£ Physical Affinity: 7
λ Magical Affinity: 7
彡 Dexterity: 4
メ Perception: 4
⸫ Wisdom: 1
π Intelligence: 3
ღ Charisma: 1
φ Mind: 4
Ω Constitution: 7

Wish: "Freedom."

Wanna know more? https://pastebin.com/sdLC6BS0
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>>5826360
>>5826374
>>5826406
Alright, I get the picture.
Something cheesy, off the cuff, from the heart...

Alright, I think I've got it, something just right, just perfect for Lucinda to say to Lifa:

I love you.

Pure, simple, and to the point of the matter. Plus I think this is the most Lucinda could manage to speak up to her given her, ahem, "antisocial tendencies".
Thoughts everyone?
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ರೃ:

>ACTION: Improvise an extremely large Cat o' Nine Tails weapon, then wait for the witch to get into range and aim for the wings

The pair of growing wings, like psychedelic eyes of a million colors, are quick to become a goliath of insanity as the Witch rises from the abyss. Unlike a real butterfly, its flapping is painful and slow as it tries to escape the crushing bear trap digging into its flesh, but potent enough to be deafening. For a second there, with her throat still blocked, Lucinda thinks that the Witch will never start growing with the distance- but even if that was the case she’s got only one option and it’s the only option she ever had: to stand and deliver.

It’s going to be hard without her signature scythe, she can tell- but if that weapon was all Lucinda Newhorn had going for her then the legend of Lady Lu would have faded already. Some of the butterflies at the bottom of her asymmetric skirt fly away, leaving it shorter, to form a bouquet in her right hand. It’s not flowers that pop from it, but chains, many chains, too many chains- a whole prison. The weapon the bouquet just spat is a massive Cat o' Nine Tails made of nothing but the end of freedom- and the freedom it seeks to end is that of the Witch to fly.

Like a rocket, the Witch draws near.

Like a helix, the chains spin- as if to take flight like a helicopter.

Like a hawk at the peak of the sky, before diving down like thunder, the chains remain frozen in the air as the Witch emerges, for just one moment-

before being brought down, one by one, each at its time, by the thousand upon the wings, crashing down like a wave full of sharks.

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 92 = Success)<< (Aim for the wings.)

Each took a bite.

¢±µAΦΘдФßAαδAω!!!! O_o

All together, the individual chains were more than enough to hamper the ascent of the monster. Sent back like a tennis ball being served, the Witch’s powerful wings wrestle against gravity and stabilize its bulk mid-air, the movement so brutal that the shockwave sent Lucinda’s blonde hair all the way above her head.

>>ರೃ (M6 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 63 = Failure)<< (Send the Witch down.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 63 = Success)<< (Keep the Witch at bay.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 67 = Failure)<< (Aim for the wings.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 19 = Failure)<< (Send the Witch down.)

That’s all it takes, sometimes; just a little bit of gust on your eyes, right when you are riding a motorcycle through a crowded avenue.

Before blinking, the Witch was steading itself.

After blinking, its huge claw-like wing, like a rainbow bending towards her from miles away, was already closing in on her.

Lucinda jumps backward, but the wing is just too big. She’s not going to make it-

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 57 = Failure)<< (Dodge the Witch’s attack.)
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-and she doesn’t have to. The swipe sent an instant shockwave razing the floor and scattered debris, but when the Witch checks its claws for gore to feast on she sees Lucinda through the little appendages it has for fingers. It backs down immediately as the Cat o' Nine Chains is brought down as much more than a warning.

Yet again, the Fucknado lacks a 'hitbox'.

>>ರೃ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 57 = Success)<< (Use freedom magic to phase through the attack.)

The Witch, flapping its wings out of range, is hesitating, yet it's also notoriously getting tired of holding itself in place. Blood like creamy oil pours from the gapes the steel trap gashes on its belly, but the floor under Lucinda -and the circus as a whole, now almost entirely sideways- continues to spin slowly as more and more balloons fail under its weight.

Lucinda glances ahead, around the nameless Witch. Soon, the hole will be under her, and the gravity above may not let her escape i

yet this total idiot wants a damn poem.

>?
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>>5827039
hhhnnnng, I was expecting, y'know, a bit more. remember I'm the one delivering the message, a simple "I love you" would be effective if you were the one saying it face to face but as it is it could also just be something i came up on the spot. your wording has to do the heavy lifting
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>>5827039
im the qm so im not allowed to have an opinion until after the fact so i don't influence the choices and railroad but that's so fucking cute not gonna lie

>>5826868
>how big is gran gran K's pile of war memorabilia and hunting equipment?
big. that's the scope of the answer

and yes.
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okay you know what, I can work with this

>>5826360
>"Hang in there a minute, we gotta talk this over." Turn around.

>>5827039
>"Dude, I know you are fighting for your life there and one of us might be dead but your girl's gonna blow any time now and I'm not having it." Turn around again. "Just ignore the Witch for a second, leave it there. The world's gonna end and we are gonna die, now's the fuckin' time to lay it all out. Turn off your magic, look through my eyes and [i]feel[/i]."
>Drop to one knee, look into Lifa's eyes and with a hand on your chest repeat after Lucinda:
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>>5827039
Simple, short, and sweet.
>>5827136
>Turn off your magic
huh, for some reason I think of Mami.
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>>5827247
Don't we all.


In case I have to spell it out, preferably turn off the part where you supress your feelings.
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have a nigga over so posts most likely tomorrow night, but from then on its back to our rythm

still waitin on:
-luci vs witch action
-emma but thats tradition at this point
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>>5827048
>>5827058
>>5827136
>>5827251
Alright good, good feedback.
I'm gonna use Lucinda's magic to speak through Jimena for a bit to deliver the message to Lifa after I deal my attack to the witch this turn and such.
>"Lifa, when we first met, I could only think about how weak you were in comparison to myself. I see now that I was wrong about you, your strong, much stronger than I could ever hope to be. When I remember how I how we came together now at that café, I can see now how much strength it took to just be yourself in front of others day to day, the kind of strength I never had to begin with. I was so weak that I used my magic and wish to hide from everyone and everything, from even myself."
>"So, don't you dare give up yet! I won't allow it! With every ounce of my fragile strength, I can at least carry you and I into the future a bit farther, so fight! Fight. fight for your grandmother, fight for yourself, fight for us! And WIN!!!!"
>"I love you..."
>*Sad music plays*

Okay, I think this should be a slight improvement. Any notes would be appreciated.
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>>5827045
>Become free of gravity, engage the witch by air.
>Attack with cat o' nine tails weapon again.
>Aim for the witches center of mass to get the best chance of landing a hit.
Time to use everything, no holding back even an inch anymore.
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>>5822606
>oc emma must be a bitch and three quarters if unity is lower of the power scale. too bad it only got used once so far
Yeah. Guca-Emma shares that trait with Progenitor-Emma of "nicest, sweetest woman/girl you'll ever meet, until you piss her off." Fury of a patient man type of deal.
Also doesn't help that Emma is the one time in all my years of schizo worldbuilding I decided to stop caring about power creep and, if I may, "cranked that bitch harder than the Euphrates river".
So yeah, unity is on the lower end. They do share a lack of medium range options though.
As for what to do, well...
>It's not about being lonely, either- not anymore. Emma is filled, as she sits quietly, as she sips punch, with endless righteous fury at a world that wouldn't stop taking from her

>because for once, she'd love to take something from it instead.
Okay, nevermind, she is /ready/. Time to stop being a bitch and be a little selfish for a change.

>>5822526
You know what? This is a great fucking idea. Thank you, my fellow guca/anon/shizo hivemind projection

"Fuck the world, I got shit to do"
Such a simple paradigm shift. Emma always held back, caring about what unity might do to people. With all this mess, and all the hurt, suddenly it doesn't seem to matter so much.

>Get to the bridge, sneakily if possible, and use Unity to convince the captain, or at least the bridge crew that "we should really get to port until this blows over. Someplace big."

Because "someplace big should have an international airport, or be close to one."

Emma is angry. And even I am not sure just how far she'll go now. All of the care she had for the world, the animals, the people, everything, equally or as close to it as she could? It's all been pulled back and focused on a precious few things and people. That is enought to get her moving, at long last.
Buenos Aires may be hell on guca earth, but hell is where her heart is, so drive this bitch to the nearest runway. Pretty please? This is what you want to do, after all...
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>>5828010
its cheesy alright! thats all that matters
>>5828097
aaauuuriiight, now you are speaking my language
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>>5827136
as far as i can tell this is jimena doing a monologue so that lifa can tell what's going on (cause lucinda would already know all of this whether jimena spelled it out or not). if that the case, m? char for interpretation, m4 being the threshold (jimena has m5 char, meaning that anything below 30 goes bad and above 30 goes well)

>>5828010
>I'm gonna use Lucinda's magic to speak through Jimena for a bit
how would you use freedom magic for that? remember, it only cancels out or hampers stuff affecting her

>the dialogue
even if that's what lucinda wants to say, i see some

SLIGHT

barriers in here

-for one, char 1. this would take an m? roll with m5 as threshold, meaning that it's always going to go bad but at least may not be disasterous

-for two, spelling her feelings that clearly is as hard to lucinda as it is fighting two witches. and given what she's saying and how much of it she's saying, just like when jimena tried to explode hush's heart despite being a kind-hearted messy mess, lucinda will have to roll m5 mind just to not fuck it all up mid way because of the sheer emotional volume and size of it and therefore the vulnerability this would involve. this is still lucinda, after all

>>5828013
>Become free of gravity, engage the witch by air.
m7 ma, automatic win
>Attack with cat o' nine tails weapon again.
>Aim for the witches center of mass to get the best chance of landing a hit.
m5 pa m4 dex, since you aint aiming for the wings

witch is going to attack anyway since you aren't sending it down, so m5 dex m5 con m5 ma to dodge (it was m4 before because now you are going from antigravity to antimatter in one go) AND m2 per cause its big and easy to telegraph

the more turns you stay in anti-gravity, the harder the recoil is going to hurt once it ends. it's m3 con, then m5, then m7, then m9. at the end of it, you can choose to spend magic to halt the damage and take it over time instead of all at once or to just get hit by the recoil- but you have to choose /before/ rolling con

>>5828097
>Yeah. Guca-Emma shares that trait with Progenitor-Emma of "nicest, sweetest woman/girl you'll ever meet, until you piss her off."
all it takes for 'nicest' to turn into 'incest' is just a little angels push

>So yeah, unity is on the lower end
jesus

>>Get to the bridge, sneakily if possible, and use Unity to convince the captain, or at least the bridge crew that "we should really get to port until this blows over. Someplace big."
considering the circumstances i won't even have you roll ma. its an instant win

>Buenos Aires may be hell on guca earth, but hell is where her heart is, so drive this bitch to the nearest runway. Pretty please?
i like this line a lot, and i like what you are seeing. i can't much more because i have to abide by the qm code, but i do read these posts throughly.

gonna be hard, but i'll try to slip some little posts today. but tomorrow, we are free!
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>>5828435
Jimena's just raising her voice for emphasis, the dialogue is just a barebones instory representation of my thought process and the little back and forth between me and Lucindanon and isn't actually that important, what matters is just that Jimena relays Lucinda's words and [i]feels[/i]
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>>5828435
>i like this line a lot, and i like what you are seeing. i can't much more because i have to abide by the qm code, but i do read these posts throughly.
Thanks QM. That "Pretty please" and the line after that are just me trying to show off how I understand Unity working.

I would to thank Jimenanon again for making me realize we had finally reached that point. Emma has been afraid, scared, traumatized, self-hating, hopeless, maybe even a little angry at everything, as suits someone in her emotional state these past few months...but she's never been truly angry, enraged, up until this point. That changes things. The kind of anger that goes beyond the temporary red flash of wrath, or the hair-raising annoyance of people being assholes. The anger that's both hot and cold. Like lava going downhill.
Let us hope for Emma and perhaps many others' sake that this state is more reversible with her than it is for the original.
She obviously hasn't broken all her barriers yet, but she /is/ in a prime state of mind to start doing so.
This is going to be both fun and terrible.
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Rolled 2, 96 = 98 (2d100)

>>5828435
>how would you use freedom magic for that?
Uh, erm, I don't really recall my logic for wording it that way, but I think I just meant use the telepathy link/magic to transmit the message to Jimena? lol, idk what I was thinking at that time but, at least its fixed now.

>SLIGHT barriers in here
Yeah I figured this would happen, this is kind of the reason why I wanted to shorten the dialogue on Lucinda's talk to life to just a few words. I figured if it were short, I probably wouldn't have to make a roll on it, but I suppose its better to try and fail, then not try and fail anyways.
>So, first roll for "the talk" is a M5 mind roll to work up the courage.
>Second roll is a M5 mind roll again to not projectile word vomit everywhere mid-sentence.
Excellent.
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>>5828972
OH.
well, this is gonna be interesting to read.
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Rolled 84, 43, 81, 10 = 218 (4d100)

>>5828435
>Fighting witch section
Alright lets do this!

>m5 pa m4 dex, since you aint aiming for the wings
And because its the nine tails weapon, I roll these two twice right? First two are PA, last two are both DEX.
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Rolled 43, 61, 64, 62 = 230 (4d100)

>>5828435
>witch is going to attack anyway since you aren't sending it down, so m5 dex m5 con m5 ma to dodge (it was m4 before because now you are going from antigravity to antimatter in one go) AND m2 per cause its big and easy to telegraph
First roll is dex, then con, then ma, then per. As stated.
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Rolled 14 (1d100)

>>5828435
>it's m3 con,
Alright an easy roll for the first turn, easy enough.

>you can choose to spend magic to halt the damage and take it over time instead of all at once or to just get hit by the recoil- but you have to choose /before/ rolling con
I think it would be best to halt the damage with the magic and take it over a period of time.
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Oh holycow
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>>5828542
gotcha, but you still have to roll that m? char with m5 threshold

>>5828972
>crit fucking failure on the char roll
>almost crit success on the mind roll
jesus fucking christ lmao what the FUCK do i even do with this lmao

>>5828921
this is so hard to believe. are we gonna see emma actually 'be' in the story? wasn't she just going to be the madoka of meguca royale? whatever happens, we all know its jimenas fault

aight got to send some cvs but /expect posts today/!! i'll try to munch out all 5 of them
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>>5828995
Maybe a beautiful self-realization by Lucie, but an absolutely butchered message that gets the opposite point across. Jimena might need to be a great wingwoman and edit. Unless she fucks up her charisma roll.
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Rolled 63 (1d100)

>>5828995
Since we're doing another round of actions... WATCH THIS
Also christ, interesting rolls going on in here
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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>5828995
you know luci maybe you should have went for something softer
okay here it goes, we doing this
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>>5829147
that's a FUCKING CRIT BAYBE! i'm carrying this goddamn circus till the end bitch
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>Get to the bridge, sneakily if possible, and use Unity to convince the captain, or at least the bridge crew that "we should really get to port until this blows over. Someplace big."

The many lights from the TV bounce on Emma’s face as it wears a nameless expression. The world she grew up in had always been about taking from someone else; like Lucinda Newhorn, she had always known. Unlike Lucinda, though, as the Magical Girl of Unity patiently stands from the chair, as she fails to find the remote two times before turning off the TV, as she checks twice before leaving because she thought she saw Angel from the corner of her eye, Emma Imeredala finds herself perfectly willing to be a predator

desiring it, even.

The Harmony of the Seas is gigantic; it’s almost as if it was meant as the last floating city of mankind. There’s luxury in details at every corner and conveniences that could turn men into slugs. Yet what little she remembers of the hallways, as she was speeding through them while chasing, is not enough to deem any different from each other; they all look as fancy. A tempting thought, to just stay in paradise and hope things work themselves out- but it won’t be paradise if she’s alone, and it won’t be easy to hope if anxiety is gnawing at her heart.

▲ Emma: Weird Eyes is going after Clara.

The premonition was blurted out without input, and just as easily left to the wind. It just fits. Going round and round around the cruiser, hiding from the occasional shirtless, impossibly ripped sailor bending over to pick up trash gets harder by the minute because her mind tries to escape back into Emma’s dreamworld. But that won’t do. Not now. There’s not enough there to pass the winter. Yet despite the effort, despite closing the door to her mind and leaving herself out to the big, messy world, the Magical Girl remains fully focused when she finds the cruiser's bridge- even when the man is staring, quizzically, right at her face.

Captain: -Ma-maaaadas, wey, que quien se colo a su hija o que?

The Captain looks elderly and wise, sporting shamelessly long white hair and an imposing beard, much like a wizard of one of those epic fables. He's almost alone. Along him is another, a very normal man as confused as he is, who Emma dares to assume is his right hand. The two gentlemen speak in English, so Emma picks up bits and pieces of what they say.

Vice-captain: Que si estas PENDEJO wey, que donde viste un pinche helicoptero o avion o que? O que wey?

Captain: PUES NO SE VINO NADANDO JOTO

Vice-captain: PUES NO CABRON

Apparently, they are saying that she can’t swim… maybe because of how skinny she is? Emma knows that’s not the case at all, of course, because it would be absurd for them to be focusing on such a thing right now- and yet she still feels a tiny bit insecure.
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▲ Emma: Hello∿

Behind Emma’s shy little smile, which draws both men's stares, lurks a shark. They both look scared as if they saw a moose peacefully swimming in the middle of the ocean.

▲ Emma: It’s so scary, isn’t it? All this stuff going on… I can’t even put a name on it. We should get to port until this blows over, don’t you think? Someplace big. With an airport, maybe?

Vice-captain: Ah pero pues mira que si habla argentino la chica. Mirame puto.

He clears his throat.

Vice-captain: Hi! Messi! Maradona! Futbol! Peron! Falklands! Corralito! Hyper-inflation!

Emma doesn’t even sigh. Neither macho man sees the violet shockwave nor the runic heart drawn on the floor, right under Emma, or hears the shrill sound of her magic- and yet their minds twist.

Captain: Oye pues ya valió verga wey, que quiero ver un pinche avion, todo mar esta mamada.

Vice-captain: Pues si wey. Gira la chingadera esta.

Finally noticing the huge window behind both men, at the very forefront of the ship, Emma can tell as the world-class cruiser begins to shift.

Vice-captain: Ya, dejame follarte el culo cabron.

Captain: Después wey.

And just like that, the leaders of the crew go back to their stuff- as if she hadn't ever been there. It's what Unity does, sometimes, as a side-effect: it bends a few feelings that could get in the way of the goal that had been imprinted.

Emma sits down on one of the comfy chairs, by one of the many desks equipped with monitors- and wonders, as the ocean bends way under. This, she thinks quietly,
as she's set on fire from the inside,
could take a while.

>?
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>>5829207
lmao
so, WE is after Clara, is that paranoia or divine intervention? maybe we should backtrack a bit to Recoleta after this, just in case
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>Pretend to be a toy and go with them

Portals, portals… The Order of the End’s headquarters, if it’s linked to Buenos Aires through portals, could /not/ even be in the place in the first place. The Obelisk could be being used as an outpost of sorts, there were no portals there because Erika distinctly remembers feeling the magic of many in there. So; could it be? Could the base of the Order of the End be centralized? Shared between its many factions, through portals scattered all over the globe? That would make being here a dream come true for an invader, for someone with a bomb. The copper-like walls and ceilings, like that of a monastery, don’t help her imagine what could be right outside- this very place could very well be floating in the middle of nowhere. It could very well be that Erika just got in the very only way that anyone else could.

Regardless, Erika doesn’t know what the Order does with stray Toys

and, already in a body made of wood, with a brain carved with a chisel, she doesn’t feel like risking finding out. The nigh-endearing voices of the Knights distract her.

◙ Crow Knight: Portal Keeper, why wear your armor?

◙ Portal Keeper: I, too, will be a lion for a day.

◙ Crow Knight: Your role is to send us.

◙ Portal Keeper: My role is to live for today.

The Crow Knights just face each other for a bit, then leave it at that. If they do succeed, Erika thinks, there won’t be much of that life to live anyway. Not that they care. The drawings on the wall had already caught her attention, shiny and chrome, depicting many little stories through animal silhouettes carved on its surface. Crows ganging up on an elephant, a wounded lion invading a nest of hyenas, a little bird chirp whose sound, conveyed through musical notes, becomes a stampede of mixed species… The level of care and refinement, the aesthetic beauty injected into every corner, is what brings Erika back to a subject whose morbid curiosity had always lured her back into: Religion. She doesn’t know why at the start, as the Crow Knights keep on chatting, but before her wooden brain spits a spark she remembers the Inquisition.

Despite their voice, these medieval roleplayers should be taken seriously.

◙ Crow Knight: Ah, right on time. Not a second wasted on the day of the Lion.
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Erika's two super blue eyes peek over her shoulder: six Black Knights, two Crickets, two Priestesses, a Red Wizard, a Green Jester, and an unfamiliar walking Toy- the only type she saw on the ground that looks like a spider. Erika would have shrieked when the six (or eight?) legs turned in tandem to meet her. Accidentally, she locks eyes with the traffic light-like head from which the legs come out, beholding with dread all three of them- and when the legs move, it’s like she /hears/ something.

Spider-like Toy: “HELLO LONG FRIEND. I SAW A CLOUD LAST TIME. I WILL SHOW IT TO YOU.”

Sapphire eyes wide open, Erika realizes she isn’t hearing anything; she’s /interpreting/ something. Both Knights remain as if unaware, talking about animals or perhaps something else. Not even considering that it could be bad manners, Erika looks away- and she ends up looking at the Priestess.

And the same happens.

Priestess: “DO NOT WORRY. WE ARE NOTHING ALREADY.”

Jesus fucking Christ. Keen to the details, Erika had noticed that the cape moved abnormally while the white Toy ‘talked’. As if to save her from being socially awkward with sentient toys made of wood, as if the fabric of reality itself had been sliced and then ripped open sideways, a window to somewhere else opens in front of her… showing her the faraway streets far below. Erika’s metaphorical balls end up stuck in her throat as she sees Barracas from a bird’s eye.

◙ Crow Knight: I shall be joining the day. Relish every breath. Treasure every beam of light.

◙ Portal Keeper: I will, too.

It’s sucking her in! All other Toys meekly let the portal take them, and the Crow Knight too, but Erika doesn’t want to fall from a plane and she doesn’t want to shit herself in the process. The book from which her strings come, then, get swallowed- mentally screaming, she’s sucked into some sky too.

>?
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ᕙ & ರೃ:

ರೃ:
>Tell Lifa how you feel about her while becoming free of gravity and attacking the Witch’s center of mass with the Cat O’Nine Chains.
ᕙ:
>Relay Lucinda’s thoughts and feelings to Lifa.

ᕙ)

Romance; Jimena had seen it so many times before, always and exclusively in those low-budget Turkish TV dramas in which there’s always someone named ‘Ahmed’. Spending hours waiting for someone, working your ass off under some asshole to pay their roof, waking up at six and a half AM no matter how warm that bed is to make breakfast- that is the kind of love Jimena Gimenez knows about. But, who knows. Shows of affection must exist for a reason, or else florists everywhere would have gone bankrupt. Despite being a complete stranger to it all, if it is for love and life, Jimena will take that bullet.

Silently clearing her throat, the brunette turns to her right- and this gains her the attention of little lady and hawk alike.

ᕙ Jimena: Dude, I know you are fighting for your life there and one of us might be dead but your girl's gonna blow any time now and I'm not having it.

Lucinda’s answer never comes; all that Jimena gets is a ripple of sorts from the blonde as if a drop had crashed into the stagnated pool that is her feelings. Despite that Jimena turns around, now facing the left from where Lifa is.

ᕙ: Just- just ignore the Witch for a second, leave it there. The world’s-

ರೃ Lifa: Um-!

ᕙ: Shh, shh, phone right now. Look; the world’s gonna end and we are gonna die, now’s the fuckin’ time to lay it all out.

Jimena /very intently/ stares forward as if there truly was a hesitating, prideful, and in reality, bashful Lucinda glaring at her as if about to bite rubber. But the Magical Girl of Eating Ass stands her ground. Few things are worth being brave over in this time and culture, and laying the hammer of truth on a bitch will always be one of them.

ᕙ Jimena: /No/. Turn off your magic, look through my eyes and feel. If you think, I’m gonna know. Only feel.

When Jimena faces Lifa, the little waifu whimpers as if the red-eyed brunette was a teacher who had caught her cheating. So, of very very course, when Jimena drops to one knee and looks straight into her eyes, with a hand on her chest, that lamb becomes a lich under headlights.

Jimena is going all out.

>>ᕙ (M?5 Charisma ღ Roll: 97)<< (How confident Jimena acts.)
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ರೃ)

From the corner of her eye, Lucinda sees how some of the last balloons keeping the place afloat finally break free. They drift straight to heaven, taking their colors with them, while she has to stay to threaten the Witch with her million whips. Four remain. Once the final balloon calls it quits, the entire glass dome circus will fall under the floating fair island and wave back and forth like a pendulum, at full speed

and there’s no telling what will happen to those still in it.

The Witch charges at Lucinda, only to turn and back down at the last second when the Fucknado waves the wave of chains. Stuck to that mouth of steel, the Witch is getting tired as she tries to gain on Lucinda

but so does the roof of the circus under the Magical Girl's feet give room to the hole that was above. It’s strange; the balloons were right on top of it, so the hole should be the last place to turn around. Then again, perhaps the ropes were anchored to its sides and some of the ones on the other side survived Rita’s onslaught.

Suddenly as she's wont to, Lucinda finally realizes that the only human in her life could be gone any second now

right when the Witch goes berserk.

>>ರೃ (M2 Perception メ Roll: 62 = Success)<< (Telegraph the Witch’s attack.)

It blasted off forward as if one of those balloons exploded behind her, but Lucinda didn’t let that blind her from the recoiled wing ready to be unleashed. When she ducked under the claws at the end of it, just in time, the resulting blast of wind was brutal enough to send the veil of chains on her forehead up, but that wasn’t the end. The Witch, in slow motion, was turning around, it was spinning in place. Having lost her footing to the shockwave, Lucinda sees the back of the other wing coming at her like a truck, its bizarre colors shifting like crazy as if trying to escape from it-

and she doesn't make it out of the way.

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 43 = Failure)<< (Dodge the Witch’s attack.)

Turning around again, the Witch may have been dismayed to see that Lucinda hasn’t been sent to another world-

>>ರೃ (M5 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 64 = Success)<< (Use freedom magic to phase through the attack.)

-and backs down instantly before a hundred chains take its wings.

¢±ΦΘдαδAω!!!! Дωαδ!!! =_=

This isn’t fair. Dealing with emotions was /her/ part of the deal. And now, as she’s finally starting to slip into the abyss, as her bare feet slide off when she backs down, Lady Lu will have to fight two battles at once.
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ᕙ & ರೃ)

Don’t cringe: kill the part of you that cringes. Jimena is a vTuber now, she has responsibilities, and if she can’t even put all of her heart into this then how the fuck is she going to pretend to like the shitty games that are trending? There’s too much at stake! Too much to even worry about! The main character of "Kyaa Oni-Chan Yamete: The Power of Love and Nitroglycerin” takes a deep yet fast breath, all too ready to take on Lucinda’s feelings- while the Fucknado herself swings to parry the Witch's wing.

Lifa may be scared shitless, but that won’t squeeze any mercy out of Jimena! Here it comes, and raw!

>"Lifa, when we first met, I could only think about how weak you were in comparison to myself.”

ᕙ Jimena: “Rita: whenwewewet, you weak.”

The little lich, scared and beaten, does still manage to lift an eyebrow. Somewhere else, Lucinda rolls out of the way as the Witch slings falling Familiars at her- but all that Jimena gets from the Fucknado's head is a garbled mess of mental grunts and whimpers. It’s just like when she tried to read Erika’s mind while the prez activated her Omniscience; Lucinda’s own mind is blocking the way.

ᕙ Jimena: Hey, Lady Lu! I’m gonna need you to spell it out. Let me listen to it!

Lucinda captures a Familiar with the army of chains, spins with the momentum, and sends it back to the Witch- who dodges it cleanly- while angrily mumbling under her breath as if a bee had stung her tongue.
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>“-in comparison to myself. I see now that I was wrong about you, your strong, much stronger than I could ever hope to be.”

ᕙ Jimena: "Myself… is!... much stronger than you could… hope to be."

ರೃ Lifa: You are- what?

ᕙ Jimena: Yeah, damn straight! Keep going, Luci!

Who is straight-up punching the Witch in the face with a fistful of chains.

>”When I remember how we came together at that café, I can see now how much strength…”

ᕙ Jimena: "I remember… the cafe."

The Lich squints her eyes.

ᕙ Jimena: "I can strength."

Jimena flexes, mentalizing the great bodybuilders of old Greece, doing her very best to seem imposing- as Lifa’s left eye twitches.

>...”it took to just be yourself in front of others day to day, the kind of strength I never had to begin with.”

ᕙ Jimena: "It took just yourself to never begin."

The Hawk tilts its head and break.

>”I was so weak that I used my magic and wish to hide from everyone and everything, from even myself."

ᕙ Jimena: "I was used my magic to hit everyone and everything, myself."

ರೃ Lifa: There’s CLEARLY som-

ᕙ Jimena: Shut up and listen you brat, she’s pouring her heart out!

Jimena clears her throat violently, as Lucinda violently swings at the escaping Witch.

>"So, don't you dare give up yet! I won't allow it!”

ᕙ Jimena: "So…! don’t /Yeti/!"

>”With every ounce of my fragile strength, I can at least carry you and I into the future a bit farther, so fight!”

ᕙ Jimena: "With fragile strength, you fart!"

Lucinda phases through an incoming food stand.

>”Fight. fight for your grandmother, fight for yourself, fight for us!”

ᕙ Jimena: "Fight your grandmother, for the US!"

>”And WIN!!!!”

ᕙ Jimena: "Buy WINRAR!"

Lifa is just glaring daggers at this point, as the Priestess exerts itself.

>>ರೃ (M?5 Charisma ღ Roll: 2)<< (How confident Lucinda acts.)
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And finally, there’s nothing but the hole under Lucinda, and so she falls- forward.

¢±ΦΘдαδ---

It’s like every chain coming from the bouquet of butterflies hit the Witch at the very same time- and for a second, it’s like the Witch got glued to them

but just a second, before it’s brutally sent spinning down.

>>ರೃ (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 84 = Success)<< (Aim for the center of mass.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 81 = Success+1, Witch Con = M10-2 = M8)<< (Damage the Witch.)

When it recovers with another violent spin, stretching its wings to their full size, the Witch finds Lucinda floating in the air, just looming above her, as if she spouted wings too. The Cat o' Nine Chains limps to its full length under the Magical Girl’s naked toes, painted in oil-like blood like a massive bouquet of black roses.

>”I love you.”

ᕙ Jimena: I love you.


ರೃ Lifa: …


ರೃ Lucinda: …


ᕙ Jimena: …


>>ರೃ (M5 Mind φ Roll: 96 = Almost Critical Success)<< (If Lucinda can push through her fear.)

Lady Lu’s cheeks aren’t even red; so aren’t Lifa’s. Even Jimena embraces the serenity of the ensuing silence; even the Witch seems wary of it. The brunette doesn’t even need the Relay to share the weight under the blonde’s chained heart, the quietly rampaging fear of someone who just bet it all

that vanishes instantly and forever when Lifa’s lips curl. Those blossom into a smile at their own time and rhythm, under a gentle drizzle of warm tears, as Lucinda (now totally red) smiles just the same, like a retard tied to a rocket. It was stated with simplicity, like a fact, like everything Lucinda does

and that made it real.

Jimena glances at the pink gem; it's shining abruptly.

Loving Lucinda must have been so hard.

>?
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>>5829743
WHEEZE
Perfect. Another job well done, this shit has to earn me gucaheaven. I expect half a dozen straped bunny gucas in my suite at the Law of Cycles you hear me Madoka?
>"See? Wasn't that bad."
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if im taking a bit with helens post its because its a bitch and a half and theres a fuckton to consider. its pretty quiet here tho

>>5829009
hey thats kinda what happened, would you look at that

>>5829773
>I expect half a dozen straped bunny gucas in my suite at the Law of Cycles you hear me Madoka?
truly in character

>>5829049
>>5824799
>>5818887
>>5817615
kaname fucking madoka what kind of miracle is this?! 0.3 * 0.3 * 0.3 * 0.3 = 0.0081%. is my math fucked up?
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>>5830118
>its pretty quiet here tho
4chan shat itself for hours right after I left that last post so that could be it, and that everyone's at work at these hours

>kaname fucking madoka what kind of miracle is this?! 0.3 * 0.3 * 0.3 * 0.3 = 0.0081%. is my math fucked up?
don't ask me. I think the dice gods demand blood
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>>5829299
>Keep your wits and prepare to land /somewhere/
>IF POSSIBLE, try to comunicate with the toys some more without raising suspicion
No toy network my ass, Toymaker never had any friends, did she?
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>>5830253
>IF POSSIBLE, try to comunicate with the toys some more without raising suspicion
m1 char to not raise suspicion, also what are gonna ask?

consider all this stuff done and gogo another action
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>5830264
>also what are gonna ask?
Try to get them discussing, ask the priestess how could they be nothing if the Toymaker made them friends.

>gogo another action
Hmmm...given that the usage of electromagnetic waves originating from soul gems is independent of powers, such as in the case when Erika used such a method to feel the Tower Team when /omniscience/ showed the Tower Empty, I say to
>try and "ping" to get the attention of other toys.
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>>5830118
>fuckton to consider
I'm guessing the crit fail helps add to that a bit.
>its pretty quiet here tho
Seems so. I guess I can ask why Jimenanon thinks his character is a perfect foil to Hush. I don't quite see it.
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>>5830118
I'm getting the feeling Rita's dead
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>>5830398
roll rita ROLL!
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Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>5830462
Here goes again... WATCH THIS
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>>5830553
Hell yea. Sasuga, Ritariiin
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>>5830553
JEEEESUUUUUUSS
what are the FUCKING ODDS man
0.0081/100 / 0.000081???????
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>>5830321
I said Hush is a foil to Jimena, in the way that her powers specifically prey on Jimena's apathy highlights her defense mechanism against dissapointment also makes her less herself. On the other hand, Hush espouses a view of a cruel world but only still gets to uphold it due to Jimena's lack of cruelty. The term foil is fairly broad so it's not really a deep reading on the narrative, but as far as protagonist-antagonists goes the two of them got more personal antagonism, though the only other mc that interacted with Hush was Erika so we don't really have a big data sample.
On another more obvious reading of foils we got the duos Rita and Lucinda/Erika and Jimena where they have a clear contrast in personalities and motivations, and we actually got to see them clash several times. Helen and Emma could make one too if they actually meet.
And on terms of character arcs on opposing paths that don't actually cross together there's Emma choosing to be selfish and Jimena choosing to be selfless. And then there's Lucinda regaining her humanity despite hating everyone, while Erika thinks she understands humanity but is now less human than she started.
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>>5830745
>in the way that her powers specifically prey on Jimena's apathy
OH, that makes sense, I was thinking of it in backstory parallels and personality traits. There might be an upcoming Weird Eyes foil with Emma if Clara is being targeted, because that's like Emma's worst nightmare there.

>Helen and Emma foil
That one does stick out to me as well. Their personalities and backstories differ so much that it makes me wonder if QM deliberately wrote Helen's past that way for such a thing. Their whole view of the world and seeing it as cruel differs in that one dislikes it while the other outright sees it as a game, seals the difference, in my opinion.

>Surprise Helen and Lucinda foil
What I do find interesting is that there is an opposite dynamic in the whole freedom that Lucinda wants and the control that Helen wants. I do think this appears in how deliberately the two are in cruelty towards others, where Lucinda will harm someone if they stand in her way/freedom, while Helen, based on backstory, harms people because she enjoys manipulating others and thinks it best to get control.

>terms of character arcs on opposing paths
I can't quite tell you if Rita has had a character arc, besides maybe that personality split. I would think Helen has arrived way too late into this for a character arc.

However, I don't think Helen will likely cross paths with any of the two or even the rest of the group before this finale ends unless someone deliberately goes to the tower. Which I would consider a very bad idea to do, given that the Erika toys will soon worsen things unless something drastic like a knife in the toymaker happens.
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>>5830553
aight rita ive been thinking about this.
crits always have some bonkers effect to thwn and this is a crit like ive never seen before, so the effect this one will have is a guaranteed 100 to a single roll of your choice, which has to be stated beforehand (all of the others can still fail and have to be rolled as usual). dont worry about where rita is or how she is, just hit it

also i like where jimena and helena are going
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also both you and lucinda have to give the witch a name
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>>5831115
Are we talking about a future roll or the roll right now? Does Ritaliiin need to, like, put herself back together, or?
If she's A-OK then we're gonna do this:
>ROCKET BACK INTO THE ARENA AND STAB THAT WITCH LIKE A BLUE-HAIRED METEOR

>>5831119
Call her 'French'... because she's about to be TOAST
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Oh geez, what a day I've been having.
Alright, lets do this thing!
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>>5829743
>ACTION: Attack the witch again.
>Curl up the nine tails and aim for its left wing in the swing.

>>5829773
MVP Jimena, caught the W for the team.

>>5830553
DO A FLIP.
Rita, you beautiful dumpster goblin you.

>>5830603
Never doubt the plot armor of Ritalin!

>>5831119
okay, here's a few options:
>ButterDIE (butterfly witch)
>French
>Johanna Von Idlehart
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Sorry for taking so long to respond to the prompt btw, its been an unusual two days.
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>>5831234
>Are we talking about a future roll or the roll right now?
right now. since the action is

>>ROCKET BACK INTO THE ARENA AND STAB THAT WITCH LIKE A BLUE-HAIRED METEOR

you'll have to roll:
-m3 dex to hit the witch
or
-m4 if you aim for the wings
and if you land on m2 or less you hit the metal trap instead

then:

-m6 pa to send it down if you hit the wings
-m5 pa if you hit the body

>>5831421
same rolls as before. been fighting helen's post all day, no neurons

and no per roll cause its too big

are we really calling this one the French Witch? lawl

>>5831423
no worry senpai, we all have our stuff. this place should be an escape

disclaimer:

next post is a megapost and also has a lot of characters involved in a same scene. le me spell it out clearly.

WARNING: LONG-ASS-DRAWN DIALOGUE

i am fully aware that you guys find these kind of posts confusing and tedious, but there was simply no other way to go about this. know that i did try to make it more straight-forward but it was like trying to hold a cat in place

that being said, i'll leave tl;dr at the end of the post summarizing all the facts that are important. if you are like 'nah nigga nobody ain't time', just read the summary. but having a tower full of girls that just don't talk over each is throwing what little logic we can spare out of the window
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Ƹ>:

>ACTION: Go up to people again and convince them of the wrongness of the Bird Call by mentioning the Grand Matriarch's judgment on it.

Under that mountain of pillows somewhere is Helena. Smashing a pillow on someone turned out to be cathartic enough for half of the Magical Girls to try and for half of those who tried to rabidly keep at it. “But that won’t do”, Helen thinks as she claws her way from under it. The spies won’t be dissuaded by the pillows. Most likely, there also are pillows in the Order of the End’s secret base, they surely have their own secret pillow techniques. Hiding behind the couch, Helen takes out her notepad and slashes the page, line after line, with her pencil. She doesn’t know what the Grand Matriarch looks like, so the little dragon combines every attribute she had come to know of the Order to draw her.

Thus the Grand Matriarch:
-Wears a big, BIG armor. Like a Megazord.
-Has a cape.
-Her hair looks like the wings of a crow, spreading its wings to the sides.
-Big nose like a beak.
-Is doing an evil laugh.
-Is standing on a Kyubey.
-Is surrounded by flying toys
-Has like ten swords with curse words written on their sheats.
-Has no arms.
-Is a teacher.

Helen nods, proud of her work. No way anyone would think this girl isn’t EVIL. Under the drawing, as pillows fly-by over the couch, Helen finally writes the point she wanted to convey:

“GRAND MATRIARCH SAYS BIRD CALL IS FAKE”
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► Hakos Baelz: Eh? What’s that?

The rat-like redhead picks up the notebook Helen pushed to her chest- who’s staring at her face and freckles intently. The plan is to make the spies angry with her drawing so that they would attack her.

► Baelz: “Grand Matriarch says Bird Call is fake?” Who is the- Oh!

Helen’s red eyes are squeezed like dry oranges. You are a spy! Stop hiding it! Any little wink could give it away. And yet… What if she is? What if she attacks?! Aaaaa, aaaaaaaaaa-

► Baelz: This is what Gura told us that this girl Blue told her, that it’s fake. But they are going all out, so how could it be?

Helen’s lips curl: so they already know! Right, of course. Lily Evans Haze built the Tower because this ‘Blue’ girl from the Order warned her; she must have told the three Faction Leaders the same thing. Somewhat brutally, Helen snaps her notebook from Baelz’s hands, leaving the other blinking. It doesn’t matter; this drawing of their leader will make the spies mad! This little dragon is so scared that the fear makes her angry, and that anger makes her tap on her drawing fast enough to make Baelz recoil.

► Baelz: Um…… so what are you trying to say??

Frowning, Helen just walks away, stepping like a soldier.
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Somewhat frustrated, somewhat irked, little Helena goes from Magical Girl to Magical Girl repeating the same pattern,

and every time, her fear and anger grow.

◄ Petra Gurin: Hi, you are that girl who likes to smile. “The Bird Call is fake”? Wait c-calm down, I think that you are right!

◄ Nina Kosaka: “The Grand Matriarch?” I’m the only one worthy of that name, honey. I’m sorry, did I upset you somehow?

► IRyS: Gura told us the same. Where did you hear that from? Is it fake like for real? But… why is no one stopping the war, then…?

卌 Royal: Oh! To see such pain. Such sorrow, in such a little package. Stay; share your woes with me!

▲ Froot: I… honestly don’t think that’s the case. I’m sorry, I’m no good with white lies. Defectors can lie too, but what we can see with our own eyes is the world crumbling…

◙ Hush: Even if the Matriarch did say that there’s no way to prove it. She can’t come out and say it, so it’s easy to twist her words.

► Kronii: We are doomed. I was always doomed to be perfect, but I don’t like this kind of doom. Besides, even if it was fake- how many in the Order think so?

卌 Lily: Um… yes, it is! Why are you so worked up, little friend? Could it be that you aren’t sure yourself? You can believe in me, then. I believe that it’s fake.

The many other answers weren’t that much different. It’s not fair!!, is what Helena thinks. Why does she have to be so scared? Targeted by spies? Oh wait, that’s her fault. No! Kyubey never told her she was going to end up as bait in a weird tower! Weird Eyes lied to her! Adults are evil! Although, didn’t she ask her to do something else? It doesn’t matter!

Helen throws a silent tantrum, stomping on the floor while moving her mouth as if she was screaming.
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The little dragon simmers after a while, suddenly tired enough for a nap. But, her left ear catches something. Whispers, more than whispers. Walking around one last time, perking those ears buried under her blood-red hair, Helen realizes that the Magical Girls are talking among themselves about the Bird Call, about what she just told them, by themselves,

questioning it.

Erika Varin: If the Bird Call is real and the Order of the End is so dominant already then there’s nothing anyone can do to stop them.

◄ Millie Parfait: What if Blue is a bitch? We haven’t even seen her. She’s at the top of the tower, right?

► Amelia Watson: Has anyone seen the president of the MAC-BA? That one girl supposedly running this whole thing?

Her little tour had put the topic into focus. Usually, when someone is so set on convincing someone else and can do nothing but get mad and point fingers to defend a point it’s because there isn’t anything real to back it up. True, all that was behind that claim were Blue’s words and the credibility of the Faction Leaders- but she wasn’t trying to convince anyone of anything! Helen just wanted the spies to try to kill her. Or did she? Whatever! There’s someone here from the Order of the End and she /knows/ it. She won’t be taken for an idiot and bullied!

The whispers grow louder.

◙ Hush: Oh-my-fucking-god I can’t hear myself /think/, would you guys please SHUT THE FUCK UP for ONE second?!?!

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Instantly, the Faction Leader of the Order of the End gets what she asked for. The big room is so silent that Helen hears her heartbeat.

◙ Hush: Thank you, jeez! Now; where the fuck is the bathroom?!

As the Magical Girls around her clear the path, Helen gets another good look at the tall Faction Leader of the Order of the End, at her disheveled, long pink hair, at the casual blue jeans, at the gray wool tunic she wears like a poncho, crammed with black Indian symbols… Frozen like the rest, Helen wonders if she has even recognized her before. Perhaps the mere notion of the final boss simply walking through that door, alone, unarmed, and with no magic was too stupid to even be considered.

Helen wasn’t the only one who couldn’t swallow it, that's for sure. The collective anus clenching could be heard.

卌 A-chan: You’ve got balls, Noodle.

It’s as if the Coordinator popped out of nowhere- but it’s as if she forgot both her serenity and patience on the way here. A-chan doesn’t look scared, but she does look stiff.

◙ Hush: You mean meatballs. Where’s the bathroom?

► Calliope: …Don’t let her get away!! Surround her!! Cut her exists NOW!!!

Ignoring any kind of hierarchy that could be in place, the Magical Girls in the Tower rush like crazy to form a circle around Hush, some closer to her than others. Yet the Faction Leader remains still and quiet as if waiting for the doctor to call her.

◙ Hush: I wouldn’t have come here if I wanted to run, now would I? You all are being silly.

▲ Zentreya: Fucking. Murderer.

Following suit to Zentreya’s monotone words, the other screaming girls add to the cacophony

卌 A-chan: Silence.

until that single word, amplified tenfold, kills it and leaves some girls covering their ears.

卌 A-chan: Hush; why did you come here?

◙ Hush: I’ve heard somewhere that this is the safest place in town. Everyone is out for my throat, so I’m playing it safe.

► Gura: Let’s kill her.

The single most anti-East statement was just spat like that by none other than their Faction Leader- who just shrugs and smiles as she gets stared at.

► Gura: It’s just a meeeeeeme, guys, I just said the meeemeeee.
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卌 A-chan: I see.

Helen can’t see A-chan’s eyes past her glasses. She raises her voice again.

卌 A-chan: Before any dark thought gets the better of any of you, keep in mind that /she wants to be killed/.

This sprouts some ‘what?!’s here and there.

▲ Haruka: Bullshit! She could have killed herself already!

► Kiara: YEAH GIRL! SAY IT!

卌 A-chan: If she had, the death of our friends and colleagues taken by her magic wouldn’t have been our fault. If we kill her right now, we’ll have their blood on our hands.

The silence is almost back, not without some under-breath cursing and loud whispering. Hush remains almost unphased; the Faction Leader of the Order of the End /is/ sweating. It doesn’t take long for the Magical Girls to break down crying or yelling.

► Ina: Please! Just give us Sana back already!!

Erika Varin: Faras is missing! Where is she? Where did you take her?

◄ Reimu: You FUCKING BITCH *cough* let Aia GO!

Helen feels a shiver going down. Just how many Magical Girls have been captured by the Toys? Five? Ten? Twenty? And how many without a faction?

卌 A-chan: Faction Leader Hush; tell us why you are here.

Hush shakes her head a bit so that her fringe doesn’t cover her eyes that much.

◙ Hush: Weird Eyes is out there making girls wish to become Incubators. Yes, that Weird Eyes.

The girl with the pink hair locks eyes with the horrified Magical Girls of the East.

◙ Hush: Don’t call bullshit just yet, let me finish. Thing is, they’ve lowered the bar; the Incubators aren’t settling for teenagers anymore. Ten-years old girls, nine-years old girls-

The Magical Girl of Peace, surrounded from every side, pauses to look at A-chan.

◙ Hush: -eight years old girls.

The one getting looks now is… Helena herself, from every angle.
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◄ Petra: But… that isn’t an Incubator. That's a little girl.

◙ Hush: No, no, they don’t turn the girls into Kyubey’s; that's the problem. They become Magical Girls with the ability to grant wishes, down to the same rules- almost impossible to track down, unlike the furry little shits.

卌 A-chan: Magical Girl… Incubators?

▲ Ironmouse: You and your Knights drove them to extinction, what did you think was going to happen?

◙ Hush: A little bit of this and that- but let’s not dilly-dally. I’ll cut to the chase: we will free whoever brings us Weird Eyes from being a Magical Girl, up to five persons.



Even to Helena, there are so many things wrong with that sentence that she gets stuck recalculating. The face of stupefaction on A-chan’s face is almost funny- until her rage takes over.

卌 A-chan: Excuse me? What?

She’s not the only one. Some girls look at the floor in shock, some just stare with their jaws gaping, others are shaking their heads as if someone told them a very cruel joke- and Helen’s neck seems about to snap with how fast her face is turning around.

◙ Hush: That’s what I said: we will free whoever brings us Weird Eyes from being a Magical Girl, up to five persons. At this point, unless we nuke the city, the only way we are going to find the Magical Girl Incubators before they start turning others is by getting Weird Eyes to spill out their whereabouts. If those girls are left unchecked, all of this would have been for nothing.

◄ Petra: You want to kill them.

Hush turns; when she notices who she's facing a tiny reaction escapes the Faction Leader, but then waves a single finger back and forth.

◙ Hush: We'll settle for sealing their magic.

So more magic-less Magical Girls.
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Mori Calliope, the grim reaper from the East, laughs The only other with pink hair.

► Calliope: That is the most inane, insane, unfathomable fucking bullshit I’ve ever seen or heard, and I’ve watched so many shitty movies- but let me play your game, you psycho. Cause, if it’s Weird Eyes- who in the unholy name of FUCK-

Some Magical Girls from the East flinch at the insult.

-could FUCKING find her? And let’s say someone DOES find her, somehow, I dunno- it’s still Weird Eyes. Who in the world, let alone FUCKING Buenos Aires, could take her out on a fight? My point is, what are you more: evil, or retarded?

◙ Hush: Aloe.



A-chan blinks.

卌 A-chan: Aloe.

‘The Clusterfuck’. The Magical Girl of Lonely Sunsets. A Magical Girl from the Big West. Simply put, what everyone thinks: the monstrous, unstoppable Magical Girl that single-handedly ended the War of Broken Candles.

◙ Hush: She’s here, in Buenos Aires. Dunno where- but she’s here cause Weird Eyes is here. And we have in good faith that, for at least the next hour, our Perfect Girl of the Blue Gates will be sticking around too. In fact, we may know exactly where she’s going to be.

卌 A-chan: Where?

◙ Hush: Don’t ask me. Ask your Faction Leaders.

◄ Reimu: Our what now?

Now it’s Gura, Ironmouse, and Salome under the radar, and it’s only the desuwa that it’s not awkwardly shifting her feet or looking away.

◙ Hush: They’ve been safeguarding Kyubeys in their secret lairs for a while now, protecting them from us just in case a drought got bad enough. That’s no different from straight-up eating other girls if you ask me. Anyway, the Perfect Girl wants to take those with her.

The whispering gets louder- and the Factions Leaders have no choice but to answer them.
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◙ Hush: -all that being said, if any of you has the wits or balls to bring her here yourself, sure, good enough. Even just giving intel, if it leads to her capture, is good enough for me.

► Kiara: Question, question!

The phoenix-like Magical Girl is raising a hand, almost as if unaffected by the apocalypse.

► Kiara: How in the fuckity fuckity FUCK would we gal girls look for your friend if there’s Toy swarming all over the place?! Like-?!

◙ Hush: The Toys have a will of their own, but we could tell our operators to have the Crickets keep track of any Magical Girls participating. Those won’t be attacked.

◄ Nina: Hon, I’m curious. I want to know what magic trick you’ll pull to make us believe you can stop Magical Girling. Because- we can’t use magic here.

◙ Hush: No need; we leave it to the Coordinator as usual. A-chan, touch my Soul Gem.

Reluctantly at first, the Coordinator steps forward and places a finger on the pink gem while Hush takes deep, long breaths. Eyes wide open behind those glasses, Helen’s mentor steps back but dares not a word out.

◙ Hush: What are you going to do, A-chan? Will you lie? Will you not?

And it’s with sadness that the Coordinator looks at the armless Faction Leader.

卌 A-chan: You know I won’t.

She turns around.

卌 A-chan: It is true.

The reaction all around is quiet but immediate- and, eventually, absolute.
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The opportunity to stop being Magical Girls… is coming from the leader of the faction that claims that Magical Girls are already dead.

► Amelia: …All of this is insane. Totally… Unbelievable.

◄ Petra: Yes, I can’t… it just doesn’t make sense. It’s…

► Fauna: *giggles* Am I dreaming?

▲ Nyanners: We can stop… being Magical Girls?

卌 Super: …be an adult?

卌 Lily: We don’t have to go down that road!

It finally happens: Hush and Lily are looking each other in the eye.

◙ Hush: Miss Haze. So we finally met.

The pink girl’s voice sounds intentionally dry and coarse, but Helen spots a hint of praise.

卌 Lily: If what Faction Leader Hush says is true, if we help the Order of the End, then it will truly be over for Magical Girls everywhere. It will be the end of our world.

◙ Hush: Point is, it’s going to end anyway.

Hush just shrugs.

◙ Hush: Might as well make it out of it before it goes down in flames.

◄ Reimu: Then why ain’t you free you dumbass bitch??

卌 A-chan: She wants to die, Reimu. She wants to sink with the ship.

◙ Hush: I /am/ a Knight, after all.
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卌 Lily: Everyone! Please, listen to me. The Bird Call is fake; that’s why we knew it was going to happen today. Magical Girls are fighting against it, even in the Order itself, and they are willing to go as far as Blue to protect you. If we join forces with them, we can take back the capital, and then the rest of Buenos Aires.

◙ Hush: So you can continue feeding off other girls that exploded out of desperation? Nice plan there, Lily. Way worse than this one, though.

Most everyone present ends up looking at the floor; some even grab their heads. But Lily Evans Haze shakes hers, her eyes firmly fixed on the burning stare of the Faction Leader.

卌 Lily: It’s our lives, Faction Leader Hush- and we all want to live. We all have loved ones and hopes and dreams-

◙ Hush: -held high on the gore and shit and tears of teenagers eaten alive by Witches, who only lived to see their wishes become their worst fucking nightmare. Tell me, Lily, gal, my lovely autist; how do you think getting chewed would feel like? Just like how you chew a steak- I want you to imagine it.

That coming from someone who got both arms ripped off clean. The grimacing so strong some girls whimper, the dread and chills so strong in some that some of the weaker Magical Girls end up hugging themselves as if to keep their bodies in place.

卌 Lily: Just thinking about it is horrible, and it makes me feel sad and scared- but I don’t want to give up hope. So many wonderful people would be lost… I wonder... if I told you… what if I told you that some of us were better off being Magical Girls?

Even Hush glances at Ironmouse, the most obvious case. She had been bedridden and about to die for a long time but became a Magical Girl before the red line went flat.

And she's not the only one

or even the darkest case.

◙ Hush: Thank fucking Kyubey, is that what you are saying? Hysterical. Satanic.

卌 Lily: Hush, the Bird Call is fake!

Hush nods and nods and nods, clearly enraged- but conceals it with theatrics as she walks in circles.
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◙ Hush: So?

卌 Lily: …So?

◙ Hush: Why would I give a shit?

卌 A-chan: …what?!

◙ Hush: Let’s say it’s fake. Ok, I’ll give you that. So what? Do you think we’ll ever have another opportunity like this? Do you think that the Order won’t get the Blue Gates treatment if we fuck this up? Some of the Knights do. Yeah, some are fucking idiots. Even if this Bird Call is fake, it’s the only one we’ll ever have. Even if Mama Matriarch says ‘im sowwwwy!’, there’s no going back. It’s do or die now.

Helen swallows. Does that confirm that the Bird Call is fake?

◙ Hush: So THAT’s your answer. For all of you! Even the Knights who think it’s fake won’t give a shit. Oh, and by the way: you’d rather we make this quick, you know! Between ourselves. Else, we’ll be playing chess before we know it.

卌 Lily: Chess…?

◄ Ironmouse: E-Magi.

Everyone turns around.

◙ Hush: Damn straight: the Holy Butchers are coming home. For those of you who were /thankfully/ spared the War of Broken Candles, the Holy Butchers are two Magical Girls called Scarfs and Ribbons, who traded their free will in exchange for power like retards and became puppets of E-Magi.

E-Magi… It’s something all Magical Girls know about, but never enough. After all, they enforce the secrecy of this world. Even though pretty much every Magical Girl opts for secrecy on their own and without any need for coercion, E-Magi exists to make sure the Veil stays there.

◙ Hush: So we don’t have much time to think about it either- E-Magi is out of silk gloves too.
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► Ina: Weird Eyes would rather die than put others in danger. She’s loyal. She’s the founder of the East.

Hush looks at the priestess-like Magical Girl, just another girl in her pajamas- looking at her very hard. But the Faction Leader just deflates.

◙ Hush: I know that- much better than you. Not a problem. We’ve acquired a tool that fits the job just fine.

卌 A: So you created them. Erika Kruppman’s Toys. Toys that know everything there is to know.

At least five or six girls are sobbing at this point.

◙ Hush: You better have something up your sleeve, Miss Lily. Secrets won’t save you anymore and that anti-magic field of yours can only last so long and be so long too.

卌 Cordoba: Nice try, but everyone knows Lady Lily kept that secret for our sake!

It’s the girl dressed like the province of Cordoba, barely older than Helena.

卌 Cordoba: You keep trying to make us fight each other but it’s never going to work. Madness is trying the same thing over and over and hoping it works- just like Einstein said!

◙ Hush: Give me some credit here. At least it’s better than a battle royale.

The mere suggestion that, if it weren’t for the new Toys based on Erika, the plan was to have them fight each other for freedom... causes waves even on Helen’s head. At this point, though, everyone is just too burned out. Nobody even comments on it.
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◙ Hush: We don’t have time. Those who want in, come and tell me your names. We’ll teach our Crickets how to tell you apart. Those who don’t, fine; we won’t hurt you, but this tower is going down.

► Petra: What about those of us ready to wreck your shit and plans?

That is Petra saying it gets many choking on air at once, even Hush, /especially/ Hush

who gets serious.

◙ Hush: Fuck around and find out.

But Petra just keeps her death glare up and running- and her motivation magic is not to blame this time.
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Helen looks around, perks her ears, and pays attention; some of the teams are already talking about it. The first to walk up to Hush are… some factionless Magical Girls.

Erika Varin: I’m Erika Varin. This is Vanessa Adeline, our leader. And our small buddy inside the thing over there-

The blonde magical girl in the long, black silk robe with the small fur collar points at what little of a trash can is poking from behind a column. Erika, Erika… another blonde Erika? This one looks a lot more… mature? Fashionable? Instead of scary?

Erika: -that’s ‘Stray Cat’. She stutters but says the heaviest, darkest shit I’ve ever heard.

◙ Hush: I’ll have to see her.

Erika: You won’t. Here’s a picture.

◙ Hush: Ah, convenient. Must be a common case.

Erika: Our fourth one is ‘Friday’ Faras. You motherfuckers have her hostage. We want her back.

◙ Hush: Then you know what to do.

Helen glances at the dorky ginger with glasses and freckles, finding her strangely familiar. When it looks back, Helen is startled and looks away.

卌 Lily: Erika…

Erika: Don’t give me that look. I’m not the only one thinking about it.

And Lily doesn’t. She just nods.

卌 Lily: No. I understand.

Erika: I’m very grateful to you- just not enough to miss this chance.
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As even more Magical Girls talk about it, Helen feels something stuck inside her throat. The only reason they wouldn’t be fighting back is because there’s no chance… that the Bird Call might indeed be true. It may have been the drop of water that spilled the glass, it may not even be her fault at all…

but the fact remains that the Order of the End is winning. Helen doesn’t even feel the hand on her shoulder.

卌 A-chan: (Helena: I’m so sorry. There aren’t any spies in the Violet Tower. There never were. We have the Relay and Lily’s anti-magic field. It was always impossible for anyone to stay hidden in here.)

Slowly, despite this being a telepathic communication, Helen turns to look at her tutor. Even through her mind, she sounds… sad and defeated.

卌 A-chan: (See? Nobody attacked you. It’s just like I told you. Believe in Magical Girls- because it’s our job.)

Yet she manages to smile.

>>Ƹ> (M? Charisma ღ Roll: 3)<< (Lure out spies.)

>?
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ok so that's the last gigapost i'll ever do. there was just no way around it. if you ve read it you can tell that its pretty much the most important post in the quest game-wise

ill do the tldrd a bit later cause im TIRED

also

i will take a few days off again because i got another interview coming and ive already sacrificed too much time, but im sure that this metric fuckton of posts will have me covered

see you in like some days
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>>5831694
>What the hell is wrong with these Coordinators and Faction Leaders? Speak to Hush about this freedom from Magical Girls deal. Seems almost too good to be true. You would like to leave this Tower of War and stretch your legs.

The situation keeps on getting worse and worse. And it has reached Helen's critical mass where jumping ship is a very attractive offer, no matter how slim. The issue is transport, but Helen has access to Erika's memories, and there's bound to be some way to leverage that.

If Emma's premonition that Clara is a target, Helen must be there when Weird Eyes comes knocking. Drown her with guilt into coming with Helen to Hush.

Or Helen could wander into that obelisk and see what chaos she could make there.

Might try filching Pendora's dragon on the way out. I expect chances of survival to plummet, and Helen will die this day.
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>>5831698
dont bother, here's the DEFINITIVE TL;DR
>Helen's ploy was a total failure, everyone had been informed already so she just started a whole discussion.
>Also, turns out Hush being there wasn't a scooby doo gag
>She tells everyone about WE grooming scheme we already knew about
>she makes everyone an offer, bring WE and they turn you into a Regular Girl
>A-chan confirms she's telling the truth
>Some factionless people accept the offer (Rita's buddy Vanessa for example)
>Petra kinda tells her to shove it
>Also, Aloe is around looking for WE and the E-Magi are coming to silence us
>And somehow this offer is thanks to our failed assassination ploy
this might be our greatest feat of failing forwards, we can't keep getting away with this

anyways

>>5831931
c'mon, have a little faith. but do come out to play

>>5829743
>If Lifa is okay then move out of this roof already!
>You still got Erika's brain and it doesn't hurt to make sure. Try the SETR or whatever method, wherever Kyubey is WE should follow.
If they move to Recoleta that's red alert
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Rolled 28, 65 = 93 (2d100)

>>5831573
Alright, here goes...
>Roll 1 to hit wings
>Roll 2 I'll spend the crit on
Here goes something...
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>>5831992
It is extremely funny to me that A-chan lied about there being spies to teach Helen a lesson. That in part is why Helen wants out of this Tower.
>come out to play
I do have some ideas what to do, but one might end up really pissing off Emma.
>And somehow this offer is thanks to our failed assassination ploy
Thanks Erimena.

Good luck traveling around the city your perception/dexterity is no bueno.
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>>5832032
>Good luck traveling around the city your perception/dexterity is no bueno.
i'm not too worried, i've been doing it all wrong

but maybe do give Hush my name, a free pass would save me some trouble
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Holy fuck that gigapost is huge. I haven't even read it yet and my thoughts as I was scrolling up it left my body.
I'm gonna have crack at reading it in a little while lmao. GG QM.
GG.
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>>5832052
>give Hush my name
Sure, I don't know if it will actually work considering the whole mission she sent Jimena out to do, that she isn't doing.

Need to figure out how I get my hands on a Kyubey so I can track WE and if OrikoMagica is considered canon here.
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Rolled 95, 70, 94, 46 = 305 (4d100)

>>5831573
Alright, here's the 4 rolls for the nine tails.
First two are dex, last two are pa.
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Rolled 52, 93, 72 = 217 (3d100)

>>5831573
>First roll is dex, then con, then ma
But no per this time.
Cause the witch is fat.
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Any other rolls necessary, or are we good?
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It has been decided. The "French Witch" shall perish this day!
Vive la révolution!
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>>5831931
>The issue is transport, but Helen has access to Erika's memories, and there's bound to be some way to leverage that.
to be specific, you only have access to anything said so far. that does include hush thread

im not gonna roll call yet cuz am gonna be busy for a while

>>5831992
yeah that works
ill just add four
>Some Magical Girls don't want to fight the Order because they think the Bird Call is true.
>Other don't want to fight the Order because even if the Bird Call is fake they still don't think they'd have the numbers to go to war.
>There are confirmed defectors of the Order like Angel.
>If even one Magical Girl Incubator manages to escape then the entire Bird Call may have been for nothing.

to think it took me a year to get to this post since i thought it up. im like wtf

>>5831992
no erika brain, only wood brain. that being said, SETR doesn't depend on erika's wish, so- well this is some bullshit but it makes sense, technically everyone who knows about it would be able to use it. regardless, even if you did know how to play piano you'd still have to burn those wires in your own brain, which erika could do back then by picking up patterns from the signals coming in and out of the tower so

all of the rest get a shittier version of SETR until it's used a couple times, and each time you have to roll int

>>5832032
>Good luck traveling around the city your perception/dexterity is no bueno.
i am now seriously wonder if jimena is ever going to hit anything ever again now that perception has been brought back to the table

>>5832075
>and if OrikoMagica is considered canon here.
state your bullshit. the council of seven kyubey muffins will discuss your proposal

>>5832220
ill have a good luck once i regain my freedom

>>5832223
you guys are individuals with free wills given a choice
and you choose to name the witch the French Witch just because it's about to get wreck it ralphd lmao
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>>5832375
mind*
and sure whatever, try it anyways

>i am now seriously wonder if jimena is ever going to hit anything ever again now that perception has been brought back to the table
eh, i'll pull something out of my ass
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>>5832375
Erika's credit card info. That's the key. Just take an Uber around places. Unless a dex 1 can go faster, but I doubt it.

In Oriko Magica, a girl wishes to constantly change to suit the protagonist's needs. This made her unstable as hell, and when she became a witch, she was still loyal to the protagonist. There's also Tart Magica, where a wish gave a witch a human form.

So this is the complete and utter bullshit proposal:
Is it possible to wish for the Witch of Peace to have a human form and loyalty?
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>>5832223
BITCH IS GOIN DOWWWWN
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cock and balls
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>>5833721
Roosters and spheres
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>>5833728
penis and testicles
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>>5833734
Feed and seed
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aight mah american society of magical negroes, let's call those rolls

>>5831931
what you wanna ask her specifically?

>>5831992
>If Lifa is okay then move out of this roof already!
where? or are you gonna ask her?

>Try the SETR or whatever method, wherever Kyubey is WE should follow.
m4 int and you get to use the shitty version. SETR intercepts the signals emitted by and from the Kyubeys, so what matters most here is range. your SETR will only cover the current block you are in and no further. erika's setr is special in that it can target places up to two blocks away from her (not three, the one she is in counts) but can also be used only once per turn

as far as y'll are aware there is one base for each faction and each has a kyubey. in order to not pull their locations out of my ass on a whim i've uploaded a few images containing their locations, so if any of you lands on them and uses SETR i will give you their passwords

East:
https://imageupload.io/lVwNv3ItH6ZZ9g2

North:
https://imageupload.io/b0v9aVlCIEiLaM7

West:
https://imageupload.io/D744Ek21kMCxJ5g

furthermore, /the other version of SETR can be used too in the same way/, it locates Magical Girls instead. there's more shit but i'm lazy and i'll upload the pics tomorrow in case any of land on any of them

>>5832220
the first set (95, 94) met the criteria for a second attack. roll again

>>5832725
>Is it possible to wish for the Witch of Peace to have a human form and loyalty?
they pulled that shit with Isabeau in Tart Magica so there's little room for me to bitch, sadly. it is. that being said, karmic weight would take the Witch of Peace's magnitude into account, so unless it's one big ass wish it will work but have unforeseen consequences of various degrees

am i missin something
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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>5834058
>where? or are you gonna ask her?
if she's got somewhere in mind sure, I just didn't wanna use setr in an open space. also i'm guessing she doesn't have psychic wifi so keep her updated on whats going on
>m4 int and you get to use the shitty version
Here it goes, for the current area. dc 30
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>>5834058
>what you wanna ask her specifically?
The main question would be how quickly freedom can be given. The impression meant to be given is that Helen does want to escape from being a magical girl and has one hell of a grudge. Helen is a liar.

Hush seems a bit of a drama queen and might be too fanatical to realize that her victory of getting a newly disillusioned Coordinator onboard to hunt the other is Helen just trying to get out for her own goals that may or may not involve making everything worse for everyone.

Some side questions that you can ignore for time are if Hush has a phone number that can be used to text her and if she can provide Helen Erika’s driver for transport.

>each faction and each has a kyubey.
Can't Helen just ask Ironmouse? Give a reasonable enough excuse or just brute force with charisma.

>karmic weight
I'm a bit confused by what you mean about unforeseen consequences; in the manga, it seemed pretty straightforward in that Isabeau was given a human form but still had a witch's mind; if I recall correctly, a wish made for a person increases their karmic weight, meaning the Witch of Peace might end up even stronger. Unless the Witch of Peace has a karmic weight greater than even Isabeau.
I'm mostly concerned about whether the Witch can be made loyal to a person with the same wish, as in she'll help obliterate some people, like what occurred in Oriko Magica.
>big ass wish
what do you mean by this? Someone with a great enough karmic weight?

Actually, here's a bit of an outline of what I'm thinking: Helen accepts the deal from Hush, finds a Kyubey, learns where WE is by asking Kyubey, tells Hush, they get distracted trying to catch WE, Helen finds a girl with magical potential, convinces her to wish for something, ???.
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>>5834197
>The main question would be how quickly freedom can be given. The impression meant to be given is that Helen does want to escape from being a magical girl and has one hell of a grudge.
aight gotcha!

>Can't Helen just ask Ironmouse? Give a reasonable enough excuse or just brute force with charisma.
sure, i don't see why not. m5 char and she opens up. if that works, it's either an m7 or a very good reason. just roll the m5 for now

>a wish made for a person increases their karmic weight, meaning the Witch of Peace might end up even stronger.
true but that's not the thing here. wishes are limited by the karmic weight of the person asking it, meaning that if the person asking for the Witch of Peace to turn Isabeau doesn't have enough karmic things could end up different

it can be tried, and, given the right conditions, it could work. i can at least state that much for you

>what do you mean by this? Someone with a great enough karmic weight?
exactly

>>5834079
>I just didn't wanna use setr in an open space
why not? just spam that shit

posts resuming if things today go ok!
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Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>5834445
A DC of 10. If this doesn’t work then things might end up really difficult.

Is what Riz did possible, using a wish to focus karmic weight of a country onto a single person?
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>>5834445
>why not? just spam that shit
i'm just mildly concerned about being jumped by toys, its alright tho
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aight cant update for shit so lets have a little qa while we are at it. ask me shit

also:
-fav character/npc? (no mammoth)
-fav moment in the story so far?
-fav anime/book/story? (in general)
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>>5835021
>fav character
I feel compelled to say Erika for obvious reasons, but the answer is Emma ever since that scene with her and Angel together, and it's not just because of the yurincest.

>npc
Mammo
>(no mammoth)
Darn it. This one is hard, the Faction Leaders made me kek, it was fun seeing Weird Eyes getting swindled by a mute child, and Bigguca and co. were a treat. I guess I will choose that pink-wearin' magical girl-shippin' Law-o'-Cyclin' fat-assin' framing device, but mostly because I can say this sentance about her.

>fav moment in the story so far?
The Emmangel Feel Out with a honorable mention going to the boss battle between Ritalinda and a fucking rope

>fav anime
Bakemonogatari
>fav book
Moby Dick

>ask me shit
Weird or preposterous as it may seem, could we expect more of your writing in the future? IRL comes before all, but when your situation betters itself, and I have hope that it will, should we expect some more crack-fuelled shananigans like this journey?
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>>5835021
>-fav character/npc? (no mammoth)
what do yu got against the mammoth? anyways, I like Salome, she's funny. From the unholy sextet I'm somewhere between Helen and Lucinda, leaning towards Lucinda.
>-fav moment in the story so far?
the ending of thread 3, from our capture to the talk between Emma and Angel was a pretty striking sequence of events.
>-fav anime/book/story? (in general)
Steins:Gate was pretty great when I first watched, I don't know if it'll hold up on rewatch. On books, do Worm or Homestuck count? Yeah yeah, laught it up. If we start pulling vidya, LISA the Painful and Undertale/Deltarune are my go to's.
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>>5835084
>but the answer is Emma ever since that scene with her and Angel together
>the talk between Emma and Angel was a pretty striking sequence of events.
im so happy you guys liked that part, it wasnt planned like at all so i just rolled and had fun. both their personalities were already set, and even if it felt like it was too soon for them to have a heart to heart the chance was there and it made sense for it to happen. im glad it didnt felt rushed

>that pink-wearin' magical girl-shippin' Law-o'-Cyclin' fat-assin' framing device
the core concept of our bigguca is that even watching sayaka say shes bakas can get boring the ten millionth time

>Bakemonogatari
a lot of people i know like it, but all i've seen is the first chapter, the guy flirting with a preschooler, and that scene with the toothbrush. it looks fun though, and guy working on it also worked on magia record

>Moby Dick
did it really have three pages descibing a painting?

>Weird or preposterous as it may seem, could we expect more of your writing in the future?
to be real and sad, a full year of writing awaits me, but its gonna be the lonely kind of writing. this year i've come to realize that despite my CS degree i can't stand to program anything other than videogame prototypes, and that the only skill i've ever been praised for is writing. so, im gonna go full retard with a narrative game of my own, so i can finally have a portfolio. not because i feel im mcshakesphere triplecockman (i don't even wanna be famous or justify my existence or cover for my insecurities or any stupid bullshit like that i just want writing to be fun like playing football in the mud) but because this market is bloodthirsty and i dont see myself exceeding in anything else. its very unlikely that i get spare time to quest since i may also have to work at the same time.

a funny little trivia is that i was about to start said project a year ago, and just posted this quest so i'd have some practice, but once i was here i couldnt half-ass it because you guys were too sweet

>>5835089
>From the unholy sextet I'm somewhere between Helen and Lucinda, leaning towards Lucinda.
im very reluctant to do like a popularity thing cause i honestly like them all the same except for emma which i like twenty times more than all of the others combined, but i do hope i still get some time to give rita and erika more time to shine

>Steins:Gate was pretty great when I first watched,
its fucking awesome. the characterization is so good i can forgive it being a harem, just because okabe is so cool it even manages to make it seem realistic. also tuturu. worm was that quest with the heroes right? homestuck i just know cuz of toby fox, but people were fucking mad about that thing

>Undertale/Deltarune
mah gical negro of mah american society

also yeah we just chattin for a bit. things should get stable quick
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>>5835237
>im gonna go full retard with a narrative game of my own
well, post your shit on your twitter so we can spread your gospel. i won't do much but at least we'll get to see you like a estranged childhood friend
>worm was that quest with the heroes right?
wasn't a quest, just an overly long web novel with lots of quests. still a fucking rollercoaster, edgy as shit but good worldbu and characters. homestuck is more of a quest but only for like a third of the story. also a rollercoaster
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>>5835021
>Fav PC
Rita, though Helen, comes a close second because she's such a little shit. Can't beat the waterpark owner who has killed and is a cannibal with a split personality.
>Fav NPC
Salome. I've a fondness for a character as nonchalant as her.
>Fav moment
The Angel talk was nice, but the introduction to the Relay Helen went through where the others arrived with a few words like V-tubers, Mammoth, Repressed lesbians, Featuring Dante from the Devil May Cry Series, and Mein Kampf was a pretty cool scene.
>Fav book/anime/story
Peculiar Soul, a web novel, I even tried to crib the power named Stanza from it for Helen.
I greatly enjoyed Cromartie High School.
A tidbit about Helen is that I chose the name because I was sad that the old QM for the Trojan War Quest dipped. The humor in that Helen ended up meeting the most beautiful woman in the world in her introduction isn't lost on me.
>ask me shit
What has surprised you about each character when writing?
Are you sad that the public experiment that is Helen didn't attract more anons to control her?
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>>5834058
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>>5835021
Hello anons, lurker here,
I've been speed-reading the archive for the last two weeks; I'll take advantage of this short break to pop-in and say that I've been enjoying the story so far.
Also, my instincts tell me that the Order of the End are actually the good guys.
>fav character
Rita. I've been on the fence for a while, but I love the situation when a transforming character also gets a different personality when transformed.
>fa npc
Cordoba, because moe
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>>5836462
> Order of the End are actually the good guys.
I kind of agree with that, but on the other hand they did turn Rome into a crater, which doesn’t bode well for the people living there.
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■-■:

>Prepare to land /somewhere/. Ask the Priestess how they could be nothing, then try to ping the Toys.

She’d scream if she could, but Erika can’t even draw the first letter of the word ‘AAAAAAAAAFUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKKAAAAAAAAAA’ as gravity hooks her from the vast and beautiful morning sky over Buenos Aires. At her left is the sun, untarnished by smoke or buildings or passing wires, its blinding orange nova drowning in the endless blue. At her left, all of the Toys and the crow-like warrior riding a Black Knight soar like meteorites- and, right in front of her, awaits a cushion of clouds. Erika tucks her wooden body into a ball as she shuts down those deep, shining blue eyes, and doesn’t even notice when she pierces the white mist. What she /does/ notice when those blue gems open is, like the motherboard of a PC with its many little parts, the district of Barracas growing by the millisecond

■-■ Erika: …!!!

specifically, the glass ceiling she’s about to land on

CRASH!!

or through.
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The ensuing rain of dust and glass dresses the long lady-like Toy in tiny shining dots, some etched to her limbs. Grabbing her head as if it hurt, which it doesn’t, Erika can’t help being just a little bit glad she didn’t carry her flesh with her this time. The jailed dogs go crazy barking, the little birds chirp and chirp as they crash into their cells, yet Erika, as she tries to stand, finds the one local pet, an old siamese cat, simply sitting on her chest as if it was a throne- and it’s one chubby motherfucker. Carefully yet not without haste, Erika lifts the goliath Tabby from under its arms and leaves it on the only part of the desk that is not buried under glass dust

THUD!

only for a large object to fall on her, crushing Erika into the sparkling floor. The big cat then jumps on top of Erika and curls itself to nap, only to hiss and panic and slip off when the wooden Magical Girl rises like the dead. Both sapphire eyes shine upon the object. It doesn’t look like it belongs to the store, no, it looks like decoration- but from a library owned by a carpenter. Feeling her own magic in it, Erika grabs it. Large and sturdy and made of wood, it’s the Book-Shield- if it was made by a cosplayer.
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Her wondering regarding whether this thing will take hits like the other is cut short by a fluttering sound. Looking above, Erika finds both red dots, the eyes of the Priestesses, as the two white Toys peek at her from the huge hole on the ceiling. And right next to them, the spider-like Toy.

Spider-like Toy: “THAT WAS THE CLOUD. DID YOU SEE IT?”

Erika forces its left arm through both of the (wood) Book-Shield’s sturdy handles in its back. The fact that she could interpret the movements of the toy above as words means, to the president, that it’s time to toss common sense aside. When she does, the Toy-like Magical Girl finds herself hovering, then gently flying out of the pet store, leaving the mix of barking and frantic bird singing behind. She doesn’t land but remains hovering over the rooftop, looking at the Toys one by one.

Jumping from the black Toy onto the roof, the Knight addresses her directly.

◙ Crow Knight: Conducting those tests may have been necessary, after all.

It's shaking its head and long, crow-like helmet- but Erika finds no emotion in its gesture. The Knight of the Order then signals something to the Knight, which surprises Erika by sticking a chain to her back. It remains loose, however. Looking at Erika, the Knight moves her fingers and, somehow, she understands.

◙ Crow Knight: “Don’t stray.”

She jumps away, the Toys follow, and Erika gets dragged along like a dirty doll.
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After a while of bouncing off rooftops and gliding, all of the Toys stop on top of a school when the Knight gives the signal, who remains intently facing towards the Violet Tower. Erika already knew that it looks bigger the further you look at it from, and yet its hulking size and million details shock her. Fascinated that such an achievement of live, non-euclidean architecture was accomplished by an annoying brat half her size and age, as if the nature of magic itself had dulled her sense of wonder up until this very moment, Erika barely notices that the chain is gone and almost forgets to take advantage of the pause. Facing a Priestess and, with no lead other than her new alien instinct, the Magical Girl/Toy hybrid just lets her hands and rigid fingers move on their own.

■-■ Erika: “HOW COULD WE BE NOTHING? THE TOYMAKER MADE US.”

And they talk; her fingers talk. Or at least she can hear them. The closest thing to come to her mind is the sign language used by the deaf and the mute, so perhaps this is just more of that.

>>(■-■ Erika has learned ‘Toy Talk’. She can talk with Toys now.)

Priestess: “THEN WHAT ARE WE?”

■-■ Erika: “TOYS.”

Priestess: “WHAT IS A TOY?”

For the first time since she made her wish, Erika fails to find the correct, Cambridge-approved, dictionary definition of a word. It’s as if she had just crashed into a clean window left in the middle of the sidewalk.

Priestess: “WHAT IS A TOY?”

■-■ Erika: “WOOD PUPPETS.”

Priestess: “WHAT IS A PUPPET?”

■-■ Erika: “SOMETHING USED BY SOMEONE. A MASTER.”

Priestess: “WHAT IS A MASTER?”

This is going to be endless. Every word is defined by another. Annoyed, Erika looks at the Priestess- only to find that the Toy had suddenly closed in on her.

Priestess: “SEE? WE ARE NOTHING.”

At least it’s not trying to brainwash her with peace magic.

>>■-■ (M?1 Charisma ღ Roll: 81 = Success)<< (Communicate with the Toys without raising suspicion.)
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Thanks to her classmate Alberta’s lessons perhaps, Erika can at the very least conceal her humanity- something she tries hard to show every other time. Not having a face makes it easier, of course. The Priestess is quick to look away when Erika is out of words, a lack of manners that the introvert would cherish so much at school- yet Erika does still have some input. Somehow, the Toys are able to effectively locate and chase the Magical Girls all over Buenos Aires despite some of them not even having eyes. Magical or not, perception always requires a mechanism, and Erika thinks she may just have found theirs.

*ping*

A simple trick; a radial radio signal emitted from a Soul Gem, an instant alert often used in the middle of combat to warn others. If they can pick this up, then that means Toys are locating them by intercepting the signals from their Soul Gem while ignoring the ones from the Magical Relay

And they do.

They all do.

The six Black Knights, the two Crickets and Priestesses, the Red Wizard, the Green Jester, and the now not so unfamiliar walking Toy all turn to greet her

and to surround her.

Cricket: “HEY, YOU IDIOTS! THERE’S A COG IN THERE!”

Red Wizard: “POOR THING. IT HAS ONE INSIDE. THE SORROW.”

Green Jester: “THE NEW FRIEND SWALLOWED THE COG WHOLE! I SAW IT!”

Black Knight: “...PREDATOR...”

Spider-like Toy: “LET’S TAKE IT OUT! AND WATCH THE CLOUDS!”

Priestess: “WHAT, NO, STOP, YOU WILL DESTROY THE FRIEND!”

Green Jester: “DOITDODOITDOIT!”

Cricket: “WE’LL GET TO SEE WHAT’S INSIDE THE CLOCK BOX!”

…Erika looks around. Clearly, the Toys are able to locate signals from Soul Gems. The Order of the End must have expected the Magical Girls of Buenos Aires to be communicating with each other through telepathy. The fact that the signals from the Relay either carry no magical pattern or that their frequency is different means that Lily outplayed Hush even here.

Right now, though, that doesn’t seem to matter enough.

>?
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in the unholy name of fuck, i copy-pasted the google docs version instead of the grammarly version. and i can't delete it. ffffffffffffuuuuuuuckkk

from now on im closing the fucking google docs i copy paste i fucking swear

fixed version: https://pastebin.com/3bgHXZcx

it has just a few differences but fuuuuuuuckkk. i use grammarly to spare you my fuckups while i learn its shit to use it less and less

i think i may finally do shit now

>>5835249
>well, post your shit on your twitter so we can spread your gospel
the idea is to first do a demo i can use to not starve, so ill post that when the time comes. also homestuck makes me so curious, but people told me the guy doing it went bananas later on

>>5835526
>who has killed and is a cannibal
rita specifically? why

>Repressed lesbians
oda could learn form my foreshadowing skills

>Cromartie High School
god, mah magical negroe. i fucking love it so much. the opening of the anime is stuck in my brain. best vibes

>I chose the name because I was sad that the old QM for the Trojan War Quest dipped
yeah, her meeting WE is a funny coincidence. i have like no idea of other quests, they are like other worlds to me

>What has surprised you about each character when writing?
a fuckton.
-erika's personality took like a 360, she was meant to be the extremely careful bookworm type yet ended up going full mad scientisto, which actually ended up making a ton of sense later on when her hubris caught up. also, she has /never/ used her bookshield yet
also omnicience has been the bane of my existence
-rita's magical form is that of an arturia-tier knight with even more walking fortress shit on, and it's the only one that made sense to me even though she eats shit straight out of mcDonalds trashcans in front of the customers. most of the point of her remains being that nobility can be pretty exotic
-emma playing it safe. i though fucked myself big time giving her Unity as is, and i was afraid of having to nerf it because id be breaking my own rules- but then she just ran away after only using it once. i was like, just imagine if this bitch pulls it off on Hush. thankfully she has ma4, but the fear was there regardless
-jimena's nature ending up being super sweet despite her initial wish being to eat her own ass. to me it was like, lol this anon is fucking with me and doesnt think im gonna roll with this shit, and that made me wanna roll even harder
-lucinda not murdering anyone in cold blood
-helen. jesus /fucking/ christ. helen.
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helen. srsly. i kinda expected the public experiment to fail but i thought i'd be a bitch if i didnt at least try it, so zero regrets there. but, sweeeeeeeeet fuck. her fucked up backstory is entirely on me, but getting her wish fucked to ending up a coordinator as a last resort and then not coordinating to becoming loredump incarnate- those were just the logical consequences i could add up based on the facts. the first idea was to have her be a sidekick and grow along the others, but she ended up stuck in the tower totally alone and without being able to do much of anything. worse part, she's the funniest to write of all because her communication is throughly fucked, and because she interacts with a lot of people all the time. writing someone who is so incredibly blessed with critical thinking and charisma yet so dumb and totally bad at recognizing the most basic of facts and dealing with concrete reality is always worth it

>>5836462
we have lurkers??? since when??????

>and say that I've been enjoying the story so far.
all a qm ever wants to read

>Rita. I've been on the fence for a while, but I love the situation when a transforming character also gets a different personality when transformed.
i hope i get the chance to give her and erika more screentime, well that's why i just gave erika like 6 posts. lucinda got her whole backstory out in the open but now that ive implicitly had to shelve bigguca i don't know how and when to go about it with the others

i really wanna write more about marco aurelio, the ceo of fantasy inc

>Cordoba, because moe
the tower team may have seemed annoying, but they all have heart. too bad the story didnt take us there, but people go where they want and im not gonna shove anything down their throat

glad you havin fun lurkeranon! i always thought starship trooper anon was the only lurker, and im not even sure if he actualy reads the quest lmao
but im doing my part

rest of posts tomorrow!
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>>5836824
>best vibes
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=paUk6o012Rk

>sweeeeeeeeet fuck
It does fill me with a horrid glee at how much of a wrench can be thrown into plans. The idea of Helen as a sidekick makes sense, considering her stats, but everyone just dipping at the right time to miss interaction is such a funny series of events, imo. It makes me wonder if Helen will never meet other PCs in person.

>loredump incarnate
You did put one of the interests to be ++Stories and lore. Though quite frankly, I never could figure out --Conflict and +Sandals. I did think the +Weird Eyes was a bit early.

>rita specifically? why
I like her wish. She steals stuff, which has led to her getting cursed, which I find an interesting turn of events. Her story has been bleak, but she seems to have an action-packed time. Emma suffered because of dice, Rita because of her own choices. Rita didn't have to go into the labyrinth, but she did, and I find that great.
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>>5836712
>Tell them "BE POLITE" and boop away the Spider
>Argue to the priestess the futility of it all
>Point to self "WOOD PUPPET", point to strings "MY STRINGS", tilt head towards the Crow Knight "MEAT PUPPET", send another /ping/ "THEIR STRINGS, BOTH MEAN NOTHING, BOTH ARE NOTHING"
>"LET'S GO PLAY," point towards home, "I WANT TO GIVE YOU A PRESENT"
Chekhov's gun, thy name is the Magical Encyclopediae
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>>5836824
Hey everyone, just checking in. Honestly not sure where to take my own post beyond more waiting, and life is being life again. Boy do I /love/ being unemployed.
I do hope that you're finding more enjoyment than stress in writing this still, QM, and I do hope that whatever happens you leave us a means of checking up on you. Such things are important.
As for this:
>>5835021
>fav pc/npc
Emma/Angel. Yeah, maybe cheating, but I do like how we both grasped the character of this Emma, and Angel being a gremlin is always nice, and probably what Emma really needed. Also because Ii'm still criticaly under-read on whatever else the others are doing, and because glancing at the Lifa or Tower sections causes my brain to turn off for safety reasons apparently, so I can't judge them very well.

>fav moment in the story so far?
The Angel/ Emma boat "date" has already been picked, so the whole section following your fateful timeskip roll for Emma. From your first post to the memories of her team, to the moment with Babushka, to just how fucking empty she felt. It's somehow become more relatable again.

>fav anime/book/story? (in general)
>anime
Goblin Slayer? I'm still a basic bitch and I don't watch many
>Book
Don't really like picking favorites from all the stuff that inspired me while I was younger, and still does today.
>Story
I guess I'll go with a special mention for Alan Wake 2. Somehow trippier and better than Paul Auster's New York trilogy.

And as per usual, wishing you the best of luck with things, QM. That also goes for you anons. The eventual lurkers too.
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ᕙ:
>Move out and try to locate Kyubey through the SETR method.

Well…



…it DOES make her a little bit jealous, watching Lifa and Lucinda like that! History books would say they were very good friends. But, Jimena is also genuinely happy for them so it evens out. By the looks of it, romantic relationships /can/work- at least one time for every three hundred given her very own lineup of trainwrecks. Perhaps she didn’t give any of those boys and girls enough time to blossom. Perhaps she was impatient.

That being said, the power of love won’t fix this mess on its own.
Love needs science.

Closing her eyes just like the President did back then, Jimena focuses on Erika’s memories from when the both of them were at the foot of the Violet Tower. It hasn’t escaped her at all that they are sitting ducks in a very dangerous zone, too close to the Tower- yet that would only make missing this opportunity that much more of a crime. The SETR method (Search for Extra Terrestrial Rats) deciphered from the Magicae Encyclopedia by Erika is very abstract and therefore hard to turn into concrete steps, but Jimena is keenly aware that, right now, it could simply be invaluable. Although, now that she thinks of it,

she doesn’t have Omniscience.
That little tidbit Jimena remembers only last…

ᕙ Jimena: WELL, fuck.
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Lifa, still enthralled, still wears that silly little smile. The pains of the brunette are as alien to her as the rest of the galaxy right now. Good for her, Jimena thinks. The hawk turns to look at the Tower. Back then, Erika had used the SETR method to attempt to communicate with the team inside of it (while she could just, like, walk into it) by aiming it at the signals emitted from the Violet Tower, then comparing those signals to the pattern she had drawn from the many Soul Gems around her. Doing so, she determined that the signals coming out of the Relay were different because they had no magic. Fuck. This is hard. She could target those signals because she could perceive them, because of Omniscience of course

and yet- was that the point of SETR from the start?
To target signals??
Hadn’t Erika named that technique something else back then? “Soul Gem Signal Interception”???
Then how do you use SETR without aiming it at signals????

That’s when she notices Lifa staring at her.

ᕙ Jimena: What?

And it’s one frankly funky bedroom-eyes stare.
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ᕙ Jimena: …W-What, girl? What?

ರೃ Lifa: Huh?! Nothing?!

Lifa unglues her red eyes from Jimena’s red eyes- both do. It’s as if a string had been connecting them eye to eye and they had to push to break it. Besides the Toy and Hawk, someone else seems to have noticed. Someone not so far away.

ᕙ Jimena: …Naaaaaaah nananana, we ain’t having this turkish drama bullshit, you listen to me!

ರೃ Lifa: Turkish drama? We- wait, you aren’t talking to me, are you?

ᕙ Jimena: Look, first of all, I like it when the bones actually have some meat on them. No offense.

ರೃ Lifa: -meat? NAH bitch, you just didn’t-

ᕙ Jimena: -WAIT, it’s not like- oh my god girl! Just- what do you even want me to say?!

Jimena had earnestly forgotten that the ‘talking to the air’ bit was just so Lifa could listen and not because it was necessary. Likely, it’s the nerves- given her face. And Lifa’s.

ᕙ Jimena: RIGHT! I get it!

ರೃ Lifa: Huh?!

Even the Priestess reels back.

ᕙ Jimena: When I told you ‘I love you’, you were looking at me, right? When I was kneeling and all that shit.

ರೃ Lifa: Yes? Right?

ᕙ Jimena: Right. So now, when you look at me, you think about that. You think of your girlfriend by association.

And yet, it gets awkward regardless.

ᕙ Jimena: OH WAIT, THAT WASN’T IT! That’s it! That’s what got me so stuck. Erika never actually used the SETR method!
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She had, in fact, when she targeted the signals- but never as she had originally intended to use it. The entire point of SETR, what makes it different from normal Soul Gem scanning, is simply that it resonates with signals instead of with emitters- it doesn’t need to target anything-

ᕙ Jimena: -and therefore, I don’t need Omniscience either!

Jimena stands tall and puffs her chest.

ᕙ Jimena: God, I’m such a fucking genius. Check this out!

Jimena simply triggers the SETR from her Soul Gem, sending from it a nigh-instant, secret shockwave meant to bounce off signals- specifically Kyubey’s. Erika’s brain may have been lost, but the president had brought that one memory to her consciousness, the pattern to Kyubey’s signal, the moment she read about it in the Encyclopedia.

It’s kinda anti-climatic when nothing gets bounced back, though.

ᕙ Jimena: …well, at least it works I think.
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ರೃ Lifa: You’ve left me way back there, you know. You dumped me off the truck. I'm talking about this conversation.

ᕙ Jimena: I’m-

ರೃ Lifa: -Jimena Gimenez. You told me that already.

ᕙ Jimena: No I didn’t.

ರೃ Lifa: Yes you did.

ᕙ Jimena: NUH-HUH!

ರೃ Lifa: YUH-HUH!

ᕙ Jimena: How the hell do you know my name?!

ರೃ Lifa: Exactly! How the hell do I know your name?!

Mouth open, Jimena ponders about it for a bit. She’s like a walrus doing math.

ᕙ Jimena: Oh wait, yeah, maybe I did tell you.

They look at each other- then look away. Blushing.

ᕙ Jimena: Oh fuck, it’s still there.

ರೃ Lifa: Let’s just not do that. I mean, don’t look me in the eyes.

ᕙ Jimena: You are connected to other people as well, right? Through the Magical Relay?

ರೃ Lifa: Yes. The other two have been captured, so I came back to- oh that’s right! I came here looking for my magical snow globe.

ᕙ Jimena: The one that’s like a mini-universe?

Lifa blinks and blinks

ರೃ Lifa: How… do you even know that?

but Jimena shrugs and shrugs.

ರೃ Lifa: Anyway, I was planning to get it and use it to store the Magical Girls I could save from the Toys, but it looks like age has caught up with me. A Magical Girl called Aia Amare beat me up on my way home. The Toys were controlling her.

Hmm. What to do, what to do. On the one hand, Lifa wants to save her mental crew, on the other hand, if Emma-on-a-cruise isn’t batshit crazy already, Weird Eyes could be going for Clara right now. The peace magic is fading from Lifa, her Soul Gem is still getting dark but it won’t be lethal, and Jimena herself is still fucking stocked on Hush’s best brand.

ರೃ Lifa: I need to find these girls before they grow dependent on Hush's peace magic.

ᕙ Jimena: How far are they?

ರೃ Lifa: One is in Caballito-

Damn, thinks Jimena.

ರೃ Lifa: -but the other is in Parque Patricios.

That's two districts away, and thankfully not a 'fuck you' zone. Boedo, though, is on the way, yet another of the district surrounding the plagued Tower. The thing is, Lifa doesn't strike Jimena, nor Lucinda, as the kind of person to abandon other people. This could be tricky.

>?
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i forgot how to short post

>>5836939
move, move, move, those with a guilty conscience move aside. light up the town of riffraff

>I did think the +Weird Eyes was a bit early.
oh no, helen does like weird eyes, on the very simple pretext that the perfect girl is perfectly pretty. its superficial, yes, and helen may or may not agree with her ideals and actions, but to every magical girl that met her it’s a no brainer that WE is just a sight to behold. something there’s no need for depth

>--Conflict
she doesn't like arguing or getting physical, mostly because arguing had always led to getting physical thus far for her

>+Sandals
she just likes sandals

>rita
ooooh i see. i was wondering why she ended up being labelled a cannibal specifically when everyone else also fits the criteria
>>5836949
>Chekhov's gun
wow i didnt know that, that principle is cool. though i do think that making every single element relevant will end up leading to predictability. maybe im just reading it wrong

i'll have to tell you the same i told helenanon to be fair: one single action plz!! condense it

>>5837264
>Boy do I /love/ being unemployed.
i fucking hate it so much. just give me anything to do, fucking anything at this point. next year i'll be a teacher, but right now all i do is get nervous

>I do hope that you're finding more enjoyment than stress in writing this still, QM
i can't believe im about to say this but i think i got to the point where writing is actually my escape mechanism. also i told you guys, im very easy to find. i even linked the twitter back then

>and because glancing at the Lifa or Tower sections causes my brain to turn off
i think you just don't like that stuff, it's just not your thing. the way i write is by making a looot of somewhat superficial connections all the time among a lot of variables, and there's people that would rather have less variables with fewer but deeper connections. don't force yourself to read emmanon, we here to have fun

>the whole section following your fateful timeskip roll for Emma
all emma did so far is deal with her mental issues lmao. actually, im starting to think that's kinda great. why deal with anything else when that still has to be sorted out if you can help it? though at this rate emma will become a god

also goblin slayer is cool

wishing you the best emmanon! if you feel like fucking around i'd just ask helen if any girl among the ten thousand in the tower could lend you a hand so you can do your thing- there really isn't that much you really need to know about


aight i went bananas out of nowhere again so breaktime
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>>5836818
>also homestuck makes me so curious, but people told me the guy doing it went bananas later on
yeah, hussie is a nutcase and in spite his talent most of his attempts to cash in the popularity of homestuck were met with varying amounts of failure and public dissent
anyways, if you ever give it a chace read it on the unofficial homestuck collection and don't bother with anything that came after the epilogues

>to me it was like, lol this anon is fucking with me and doesnt think im gonna roll with this shit
I was /hoping/ you would, i had a feeling when I first opened the thread and then you came up with jimena's sheet which surpased all expectation, and I understood "yep, this is the one. my nigga"
>jimena's nature ending up being super sweet
came as a surprise to me as well, i was so ready to pull the trigger of cynism into selfdestruction that I forgot what PMMM is really about. its about love. and hope. and now jimena's figuring that out too.

>her initial wish being to eat her own ass.
here's my thought process on that in case you are wondering. i had three checks for a satisfying wish
>Is it something I could achieve through regular means? if yes, don't even think about it
>Is it something I would actually like? if not, doesn't count
>Can it be possibly turned against me in any shape or form(beyond general guca curse)? if yes, take it back
and after like five or so minutes of deliberation that's what filled all the checkmarks first, and I said "good enough". and that's how Jimena came to be

>she's the funniest to write
she's the funniest to read too

>>5837293
>YUH-HUH!
no i fucking didn't. but its pretty likely she could know her from some other way

okay lemme check google map, finding kyubeys should go faster with Erika anyways...
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>>5837315
>one single action plz!! condense it
It's one big reply to the toys to try to get them to abandon the mission and go "play" at Erika's, where there's grandpa's old radio and her computer, where there's the original Encyclopediae Magicae file, which can be turned into a radio message.
If you still want it condensed then
>argue that their whole mission is meaningless anyway and get them to follow to the Kruppman penthouse with promises of fun and gifts.

>>5837324
>don't bother with anything that came after the epilogues
Don't bother with anything that came after Act 5 Act 2*
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>>5837315
>its superficial, yes
Helen is eight, so that's completely understandable. I was under the impression that interests represented major things that PCs consider, I would've though a +Angel would've been more fitting. Though WE's eyes weirdness might make Helen a paranoiac that WE is trying to control her by using her own memories against her. Helen is a control freak in the same vein as Erika, but more interpersonal.

>why she ended up being labelled a cannibal specifically when everyone else also fits the criteria
The whole milkshake Rita ate while in the labyrinth. If I'm not mistaken that was made from people.

>always led to getting physical thus far for her
Okay so --Conflict is a lot more personal. I was thinking impersonal scale that Helen might not like people fighting, which I would've found confusing due to her manipulative nature and how she caused conflict within the orphanage.

>will end up leading to predictability
It's not every element, just some things like how A-chan mentioning the relay was specifically screened, which lead me to guess Angel's absence from it was weird. Or something like the gold rings Aloe and WE might have. I have such an inexplicable desire to steal those rings from them.

Should I just give you the reason Helen would present to Ironmouse to get her to reveal the secret base to save time?
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>>5837442
>I would've though a +Angel would've been more fitting.
she does like Angel a whole lot, so just imagine how strong of an impression Weird Eyes can leave on people with just presence alone.

>Helen is a control freak
bullying does that

>The whole milkshake Rita ate while in the labyrinth. If I'm not mistaken that was made from people.
lmao that was the why. i was scared that i had implied that helen ate the girl she had to kill on self defense

>I was thinking impersonal scale that Helen might not like people fighting
she sincerely doesn't. fighting, conflict, arguing, etc; and yet she loves manipulating people. kinda like how people like to drink but don't like waking up in a pool of their own vomit, Helen loves when people move like she thought they would yet often plays dumbs with the fallout, ignores it altogether, or justifies it (most of the time with a lot of sense) with her own need of survival. she's a conflict-averse machiavellian little shit, using her empathy to fuck around and then finding out through said empathy

>which lead me to guess Angel's absence from it was weird.
ah, there's a fuckton of stuff like that. otherwise you guys would be like 'this magical negroe from the american society of magical negroes is just pulling shit out of its ass to railroad'. narrative well done is predictable but surprising, and i strive for that

>Or something like the gold rings Aloe and WE might have.
mean

>Should I just give you the reason Helen would present to Ironmouse to get her to reveal the secret base to save time?
it better be a very damn good reason cause it takes a 20 to succeed a roll two magnitudes lower and helen rolled a 12. from this point on the resolution is honestly subjected to the character's own criteria
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>>5837456
>reason
>The Kyubey is the key to saving everyone. The Witch of Peace can be harnessed to defeat the Order and Butchers. Besides, A-chan told you that the Order has laid Toys in the labyrinth to trigger the Witch; it seems prudent to prevent that at all costs before the Tower falls and the Toys wake.
I remembered that A-Chan said that the toys in the labyrinth are meant to trigger the witch and that’s why the tower is there. She could’ve been lying like with the spies desu
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guys

guys

this is gonna be the best post i'll ever make
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>>5837535
i'll be the judge of that
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aight this is whats going down

https://imageupload.io/yX6YHA54BUjLqHY

the secret image has the required magnitudes. they are secret. i will reveal them after everything is said and done. this is just so no one can call bullshit and say i moved numbers to my leisure. if rolls are linked it means that they all have to succeed. in even a single combination of rolls among all is a success, then the rest doesn't count and the whole thing is a success

now, roll me these:

lucinda:
-con
-per
-dex
-ma
-mind

rita:
-ma
-pa
-dex
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Rolled 42, 51, 47 = 140 (3d100)

>>5837616
Does this have anything to do with the 100 I rolled earlier, or?
>Rolling MA, PA, DEX
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Rolled 3, 19, 90, 62, 99 = 273 (5d100)

>>5837616
Oh boy, here I go causing cosmic horrors beyond my comprehension again.
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>>5838048
Also the order here is the same as Rita's:
>CON = 3
>PER = 19
>DEX = 90
>MA = 62
>MIND = 99
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ರೃ:
>Curl up the nine tails and aim for the French Witch’s left wing in the swing.

Descending upon the Witch like a wretched angel, as the butterflies that are her dress feast on its thick, oily blood that taints her, Lucinda is drowning in exhilaration. Lifa’s little smile is still engraved in her eyes, to Lucinda, as clear as the agonizing monstrosity before her. If the cat was there, if she could ask a wish again, it would be

for that beautiful moment to not pass away.

Although; there /is/ some childish annoyance at Jimena dressing that moment, but the Fucknado had become self-aware enough to own the blame. She can’t help being territorial, but someone likes her just like that so it's ok. A shockwave rattles the chains on Lucinda’s forehead as the French Witch howls a nameless sound, suddenly and instantly stretching both psychedelic wings to their unexpected maximum. Tired yet keeping itself afloat by sheer mad rage, it’s like those wings were digging themselves into its back like the bear trap below- and the Witch was desperately trying to rip them off. Watching the wretched thing, Lady Lu’s happiness becomes a bridge from which an old, lost traveler finally makes its way back home:

mercy.
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This was a Magical Girl once. She felt sad too. She felt lonely too. Even as it explodes like a rocket towards her, Lucinda Newhorn can’t help but feel mercy as she simply phases through the razor-sharp claws on those wings because, despite having such a big audience, this Witch is alone and nobody loves her anymore.

Neither of the two, Lucinda swears as she cracks her million whips, will be alone anymore.

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 52 = Failure)<< (Dodge the French Witch’s attacks.)
>>ರೃ (M4 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 64 = Success)<< (Use freedom magic to phase through the attack.)

All these months she had endured the temptation of backtracking, of leaving that silly romance with her head high so that there would be no chance, at all, that she would be rejected- or betrayed. It was hard. There were arguments. There were fights- and that’s the reason. Lucinda is only letting this wonderful feeling fester, she’s only letting this cream-like fog invade her, because it was earned, not gifted, by her few little soldiers who held their ground.

[red]дαδ!!!! Дωαδ!!! =_= AωAωAωAω!!![/red]

The French Witch, as Rita would surely name her, goes for another mad dash

only to find Lucinda meeting its hulking body halfway.
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凸:
>ROCKET BACK INTO THE ARENA AND STAB THAT WITCH LIKE A BLUE-HAIRED METEOR

Like a bug shedding its skin, Rita’s eyelids tremble as the curtains are lifted. Something warm and gooey is wrapping itself all over her, and it’s sticky, and it smells like bleach. The pressure on her chest rises then drops, rises then drops like the row of teeth above, illuminated by the stained glass on her bulky armor, coming down on her over and over.

She’s getting chewed.

>>凸 (M3 Constitution Ω Roll: 100 = Super Critical Success = Arbitrary Super Critical)<< (Wake up.)

The mouth of that face in the abyss is soon filled with crystals, never to starve again as it explodes into a hail of diamonds from which Rita is spat off. The unrelenting light being shot from the colorful glasses on her armor, like jetpacks, lifts her over the silent darkness as she looks for Lucinda, looking for herself through the blonde’s eyes. Caressing her chest plate, the holy knight is quick to find a molar-shaped dent right where her heart would be, a depression that won’t let her breathe well. Her stupidly thick armor had turned her into hard candy for the demons, and, as it turns out, her head /is/ hard like a hammer too somehow. Wounded yet fresh, rising over the void like a rocket, the Magical Girl of SEANanigans is quick to find the glass dome circus already below the floating fair,

the only three balloons still slowing its fall

those colorful wings like puke

and Lucinda’s memories of Lifa, her fuel,

shining even brighter.
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凸 & ರೃ:

Clashing head-on against the Witch, already through straight, brute force tactics despite lacking her scythe, Lucinda failed to notice the new resident that crossed the rainbow bridge to her mind: impatience.

The same impatience that has Rita drawing a line of blinding light over the endless chasm.

The Cat o' Nine Chains, splashing thick blood like a wild brush, sees no rest as its myriad limbs rain upon the Witch over and over, keeping it away from its circus and its rest. The Fucknado’s endless rampage had forced it to use its wings like shields, to lose height in exchange for protection- but speed was the secret sacrifice that the Witch wasn’t getting back. The titan butterfly is desperate because it’s tired and hungry and wounded, Lucinda is desperate because the next strike could take to a new, brighter world- and neither is getting any calmer. Lady Lu is tired too, and her freedom magic is overburdened, but hope makes her brave, happiness makes her reckless,

ರೃ Lucinda: aaaaaa[red]aaaaA[/red]AAA[red]AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!![/red]

and love makes her give it all.

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 95 = Success)<< (Aim for the French Witch’s left wing.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 94 = Success+2, Witch Con = M8-3= M5)<< (Damage the French Witch’s left wing.)

Like a single spiked club, all of the chains of the Cat o' Nine Chains had aligned to strike at the very same time and, with a deafening blast, had forced aside the wing that was shielding the French Witch’s body. So brutal was the swipe, because it targeted the wing itself, that the hinge connecting it to its body had cracked

and Lucinda noticed.
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A slave to the weight of the bear trap, the butterfly falls like a drop, shining with mad colors through the darkness- but another rain is catching up. Finally letting someone else aid her, and that someone being gravity, Lucinda had let herself freefall head-first like a diver to chase her prey while curling up her weapon and aiming at the loose wing

as, from the side, a bullet of light charted a collision course.

The wind makes the Fucknado choke on her screams, it keeps her eyes more open than ever. Hope makes her fingers shake, happiness makes her mind wander, yet even so, despite the swarm of alien feelings

right as the French Witch stops its fall with the only wing it can still swim with

fueled by that cliche called love

[b]Lucinda hits as hard as she had never, ever, hit before.[/b]

>>ರೃ (M5 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 74 = Success)<< (Aim for the French Witch’s left wing.)
>>ರೃ (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 89 = Success+2)<< (Destroy the French Witch’s left wing.)

The wing instantly turns black and loses all colors as it's lost to the black hell below. Bellowing madly, shaking the only wing it has left as if to make up for the other, the one-winged butterfly goes down like a balloon that was inflated and then left open

a balloon that Lucinda sees through Rita’s eyes.

ರೃ Lucinda: …!!

At some point, she had taken over; the scavenger Rita, the gamer Rita, the selfish Rita- the Rita with feelings. That little light she saw inside the night at the desert that is Lucinda Newhorn had lured her like a bug. It wasn’t going to happen. The Witch wasn’t going to kill Lucinda, it wasn’t going to stop her from seeing Lifa again, it wasn’t going to stop them from being like Mom and Dad

凸 Rita: Jaaaaaackpoooooooooooooooooooot-

because she was sure of it. Holding down the oversized rapier against her waist, watching the Witch spiral down in slow motion, Rita aims, Rita closes in-

-Rita slices-

>>凸 (M4 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 28 = Failure)<< (Aim for the French Witch’s right wing.)

-and Rita misses.

>>凸 (M2 Dexterity 彡 Roll: 28= Success)<< (Hit the Bear Trap)
>>凸 (M5 Physical Affinity £ Roll: 100 = Super Critical Success)<< (Destroy the French Witch’s Bear Trap.)
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It took less than a second.
The bear trap came undone.
Lucinda found the blender-like mouth
of rows of human teeth
right in front of her face.

>>ರೃ (M3 Perception メ Roll: 19 = Failure)<< (Aim for the French Witch’s left wing.)

Happy, content, and satisfied,
she saw through the blinding light
only
a bit too late.

>>ರೃ (M3 Mind £ Roll: 99 = Critical Success)<< (Push through the happiness.)

The Witch was just spiraling down
after all they fought
so who would have thought

>>凸 (M7 Magical Affinity λ Roll: 42 = Failure)<< (Target Redirect the French Witch away from Lucinda.)

that it would taste freedom.


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Emma, on the dream cruiser filled with hard-working gay people, feels a hole, a wanting.

Erika, surrounded by Toys, loses her train of thought.

Helen, when she walks up to Ironmouse, just stays still staring at her.

Jimena, talking with Lifa, makes the instant choice to just keep talking

But Rita

Rita is just screaming.