Anime Rival Quest (Very Meta)
- Thread starter Spectral Waltz
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Pink Flamingo Cabal Grand Vizier
- Location
- Pennsylvania
Because immediately going Maximum SV Hero Mode to optimize social links is really boring. Human beings and compelling characters don't try to minmax their social lives.
And I don't want the reasons for the initial antagonism to be completely altruistic either. If it's well-meaning but also selfish and misguided that makes it more interesting.
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Dead girlfriend was a sword type magical girl and we had to watch her die so we try and scare off other sword types because they dig up the trauma?
Hoshu
(Verified Cynic)
- Location
- Multiverse
This makes me laugh but plausible
Past Mistakes
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Refuse. You're going home.
"No..."
"Sir I must insist-" "No." You say it a little more forcefully, pulling yourself back up to your full height, your breath catching as a spasm of pain from your cut abdomen almost makes you double right back over again.
"I'll-. Be fine... It's nothing I... It's nothing." You contemplate a joke about how heavy the heroine is but realize a moment later that comedic timing might make her wake up at that moment in order to insist that she is no such thing, and if anything would break the tone you've got going so far, it would be something like that happening.
You take one last look at the Heroine. You probably won't recognize her out of costume even now that you've had a good look at her, that was just how these sorts of things worked after all. But if you got enough screen time studying maybe you'd be able to figure it out later. It certainly couldn't hurt to try...
What does her transformed form look like?
[] [Appearance] One
[] [Appearance] Two
[] [Appearance] Three
[] [Appearance] Four
[] [Appearance] Link in your own suggestion
Then you turn and make for the door, ignoring the nurse behind you, glad that you already offloaded the heroine onto her. An armful of unconscious protagonist would make it pretty difficult for her to chase you down, which was good because you were pretty sure that running would tear something open right now.
You stick to the major streets on your way home, watching the shadows as you go for any sign of enemies. You're really running your mana down, walking around while healing like this, but at least your mentor's house is only a short ways outside the city center, in one of the better protected suburbs. You fumble the keys from your pocket as you climb the two steps to the front door and let yourself in as quietly as you can, doing your best not to even so much as hiss in pain for fear of waking her up. You know she'll find you and your wound eventually, but you'd rather be unconscious when she does if at all possible. You'll get scolded later, but you honestly would prefer to be lectured for two hours after a night of passive healing than a single hour's reprimand while your wound feels like it's about to reopen at any moment.
Shoes on the rack, step to avoid the creaking boards, one, two, three! You make your way up the stairs cautiously, then around the banister and into your room. You straighten up again, intending to change for bed quietly, but the sudden motion and the pain that accompanies it cause the room to sway as a dizziness sweeps over you.
Right... Mana depletion...
Your last thought is that you hope the audience can't see you right now as you collapse onto the bed with a muffled thump, unconsciousness finally overtaking you.
...
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...
You wake up as someone shakes you, and your eyes open, the colored blurs of vision as you blink away the haze of sleep resolving into the sight of your mentor, with a rather typically angry expression on her face.
She then pokes you right in the stomach and you promptly curl up in a ball as your half-healed wound flares with agony. You grit your teeth, a choked gasp escaping you. "W-why..."
"Because you're an idiot." She informs you bluntly, sitting back on the edge of your bed. You are under the covers rather than on top of them you note, and in your pyjamas, which means she must have come in and put you to bed properly after you passed out. Embarrassing once upon a time perhaps, but after this many years of living with her, you've come to expect it.
As the pain of being poked recedes you realize that your stomach doesn't hurt as much as it should either for that matter so at least she probably healed you too...
Typical of her...
[] [Name] What is her name? (Write in)
"You got in a fight last night." Her tone isn't a question. "You're my student, so you're better than letting a shadow get you like that, so you must have fought against another mage."
You grunt, wondering if this is a scene or not. You suppose it could be, may as well assume it is. "Some magical girl... She's an idiot, heart in the right place and a ton of power backing her up, but no training, no focus, no sense of the bigger picture, and no restraint, perfectly terrible combination."
"You sound bitter." You uncurl enough to glare at your mentor from under the covers and she smirks. "Mad because she managed to almost gut you?"
"Mad because she's exactly the sort of person that needs training and perspective and won't ever get any." You retort sharply. "She won't listen if someone tells her to slow down because she thinks that her raw power is enough even when there's no real skill behind it. I tried to make a point, she disagreed, and made me feel hers instead."
Your mentor chuckles at the pun, "oh really? And I'm sure you were perfectly diplomatic when making your overture yes? Polite and conciliatory?" You open your mouth to object, and then close it again. "I thought so..."
"It's like this every time though! Half the idiots out there are doing only a quarter of what they could be! I'm sick of watching so many prospects wasting their potential like I almost wasted mine!"
[] [Backstory] Survivor
-You were very young when your magic awakened, but raised on stories of heroes and powerful mages, you thought yourself ready when you were not, and overreached your abilities. Your family was slaughtered when the shadows invaded the slums, drawn by your reckless magecraft, and you barely stayed alive long enough for your mentor to rescue you and take you in as an apprentice.
[] [Backstory] Foundling
-You were raised in an orphanage, never knowing your parents. When you discovered your magical talent however, you saw a way to get out of that life, and sought out a teacher, eventually finding your mentor. She refused at first, but after you tried to learn from her anyways by following her out one night on patrol, you were almost killed by shadows, and seeing that you would eventually die trying to follow her against her will, she decided to take you in and train you instead.
[] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
[] [Backstory] Write in? (I worry that I may end up having to veto these pretty heavily, so only write in if you're sure you've got something good.)
"No..."
"Sir I must insist-" "No." You say it a little more forcefully, pulling yourself back up to your full height, your breath catching as a spasm of pain from your cut abdomen almost makes you double right back over again.
"I'll-. Be fine... It's nothing I... It's nothing." You contemplate a joke about how heavy the heroine is but realize a moment later that comedic timing might make her wake up at that moment in order to insist that she is no such thing, and if anything would break the tone you've got going so far, it would be something like that happening.
You take one last look at the Heroine. You probably won't recognize her out of costume even now that you've had a good look at her, that was just how these sorts of things worked after all. But if you got enough screen time studying maybe you'd be able to figure it out later. It certainly couldn't hurt to try...
What does her transformed form look like?
[] [Appearance] One
[] [Appearance] Two
[] [Appearance] Three
[] [Appearance] Four
[] [Appearance] Link in your own suggestion
When suggesting your own pictures for this, please remember!
1: This is an anime, so anime styled pictures are preferred.
2: The Heroine's colours are Blues and Silvers, so try to keep in theme with those if possible.
3: While it does not have to be included in the picture, remember that she does have a sword. Other weapons that appear will be frowned upon.
1: This is an anime, so anime styled pictures are preferred.
2: The Heroine's colours are Blues and Silvers, so try to keep in theme with those if possible.
3: While it does not have to be included in the picture, remember that she does have a sword. Other weapons that appear will be frowned upon.
Then you turn and make for the door, ignoring the nurse behind you, glad that you already offloaded the heroine onto her. An armful of unconscious protagonist would make it pretty difficult for her to chase you down, which was good because you were pretty sure that running would tear something open right now.
You stick to the major streets on your way home, watching the shadows as you go for any sign of enemies. You're really running your mana down, walking around while healing like this, but at least your mentor's house is only a short ways outside the city center, in one of the better protected suburbs. You fumble the keys from your pocket as you climb the two steps to the front door and let yourself in as quietly as you can, doing your best not to even so much as hiss in pain for fear of waking her up. You know she'll find you and your wound eventually, but you'd rather be unconscious when she does if at all possible. You'll get scolded later, but you honestly would prefer to be lectured for two hours after a night of passive healing than a single hour's reprimand while your wound feels like it's about to reopen at any moment.
Shoes on the rack, step to avoid the creaking boards, one, two, three! You make your way up the stairs cautiously, then around the banister and into your room. You straighten up again, intending to change for bed quietly, but the sudden motion and the pain that accompanies it cause the room to sway as a dizziness sweeps over you.
Right... Mana depletion...
Your last thought is that you hope the audience can't see you right now as you collapse onto the bed with a muffled thump, unconsciousness finally overtaking you.
...
--------
...
You wake up as someone shakes you, and your eyes open, the colored blurs of vision as you blink away the haze of sleep resolving into the sight of your mentor, with a rather typically angry expression on her face.
She then pokes you right in the stomach and you promptly curl up in a ball as your half-healed wound flares with agony. You grit your teeth, a choked gasp escaping you. "W-why..."
"Because you're an idiot." She informs you bluntly, sitting back on the edge of your bed. You are under the covers rather than on top of them you note, and in your pyjamas, which means she must have come in and put you to bed properly after you passed out. Embarrassing once upon a time perhaps, but after this many years of living with her, you've come to expect it.
As the pain of being poked recedes you realize that your stomach doesn't hurt as much as it should either for that matter so at least she probably healed you too...
Typical of her...
[] [Name] What is her name? (Write in)
"You got in a fight last night." Her tone isn't a question. "You're my student, so you're better than letting a shadow get you like that, so you must have fought against another mage."
You grunt, wondering if this is a scene or not. You suppose it could be, may as well assume it is. "Some magical girl... She's an idiot, heart in the right place and a ton of power backing her up, but no training, no focus, no sense of the bigger picture, and no restraint, perfectly terrible combination."
"You sound bitter." You uncurl enough to glare at your mentor from under the covers and she smirks. "Mad because she managed to almost gut you?"
"Mad because she's exactly the sort of person that needs training and perspective and won't ever get any." You retort sharply. "She won't listen if someone tells her to slow down because she thinks that her raw power is enough even when there's no real skill behind it. I tried to make a point, she disagreed, and made me feel hers instead."
Your mentor chuckles at the pun, "oh really? And I'm sure you were perfectly diplomatic when making your overture yes? Polite and conciliatory?" You open your mouth to object, and then close it again. "I thought so..."
"It's like this every time though! Half the idiots out there are doing only a quarter of what they could be! I'm sick of watching so many prospects wasting their potential like I almost wasted mine!"
[] [Backstory] Survivor
-You were very young when your magic awakened, but raised on stories of heroes and powerful mages, you thought yourself ready when you were not, and overreached your abilities. Your family was slaughtered when the shadows invaded the slums, drawn by your reckless magecraft, and you barely stayed alive long enough for your mentor to rescue you and take you in as an apprentice.
[] [Backstory] Foundling
-You were raised in an orphanage, never knowing your parents. When you discovered your magical talent however, you saw a way to get out of that life, and sought out a teacher, eventually finding your mentor. She refused at first, but after you tried to learn from her anyways by following her out one night on patrol, you were almost killed by shadows, and seeing that you would eventually die trying to follow her against her will, she decided to take you in and train you instead.
[] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
[] [Backstory] Write in? (I worry that I may end up having to veto these pretty heavily, so only write in if you're sure you've got something good.)
- Location
- Spaaaa-
- Location
- Philippines
[X] [Appearance] Three
[X] [Name] Senshu, Eri
[X] [Backstory] Write In: Ex-Talentless Mage
Your Master and her colleagues were ordered to reinforce this country's Mage Branch due to the noted increase in Monster Activity. Your Master, not one to leave things half-done, dragged you from your former placement in order to expedite your Training in a more 'target-rich' environment.
You, however, used to be the Dead Last in your home country's Mage Branch. Always the one failing. Always the one lacking. You weren't bad, but just never enough to be of use. At least until your Master had to train you as her punishment for a botched mission. You still weren't much back then, but through sheer Determination and Grit, you've made something out of yourself.
[X] [Name] Senshu, Eri
[X] [Backstory] Write In: Ex-Talentless Mage
Your Master and her colleagues were ordered to reinforce this country's Mage Branch due to the noted increase in Monster Activity. Your Master, not one to leave things half-done, dragged you from your former placement in order to expedite your Training in a more 'target-rich' environment.
You, however, used to be the Dead Last in your home country's Mage Branch. Always the one failing. Always the one lacking. You weren't bad, but just never enough to be of use. At least until your Master had to train you as her punishment for a botched mission. You still weren't much back then, but through sheer Determination and Grit, you've made something out of yourself.
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[X] [Appearance] Two
The behavior of this character is extravagant, just like this photo, and inexperienced. Exactly like in this appearance. Thus, going for two.
[X] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
Hmm... our parents may be alive.... if this is chosen.
The behavior of this character is extravagant, just like this photo, and inexperienced. Exactly like in this appearance. Thus, going for two.
[X] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
Hmm... our parents may be alive.... if this is chosen.
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- Location
- Third planet from the star named Sol
- Pronouns
- He/They
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
OF NOTE ON BACKSTORY WRITEINS
You are allowed to create setting details if you need to for your write in. If you want Rival-kun to come from another country then you are allowed to invent that country. If you need Rival-kun to have a connection to a family, or have particular conditions exist in parts of the city/outside the city, then you are allowed to create those conditions or families.
Just keep in mind three things.
You are allowed to create setting details if you need to for your write in. If you want Rival-kun to come from another country then you are allowed to invent that country. If you need Rival-kun to have a connection to a family, or have particular conditions exist in parts of the city/outside the city, then you are allowed to create those conditions or families.
Just keep in mind three things.
- The rival lives with his mentor, so any backstory should at least hint at why he's not with his parents.
- The rival almost squandered their own potential in some way, and that is what motivates them to see that others live up to theirs (the second part was decided on by earlier votes regarding how you dealt with the heroine. No take-backsies!) So any write in should provide some idea of how this happened.
- If a setting detail would conflict with something I have planned (unlikely, but possible) I can and will ask you to change it without explanation.
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Work for..?
- Location
- Philippines
New Stuff:
[X] [Appearance] Three
[X] [Name] Senshu, Eri
[X] [Backstory] Write In: Ex-Talentless Mage
Your Master and her colleagues were ordered to reinforce this country's Mage Branch due to the noted increase in Monster Activity. Your Master, not one to leave things half-done, dragged you from your former placement in order to expedite your Training in a more 'target-rich' environment.
You, however, used to be the Dead Last in your home country's Mage Branch. Always the one failing. Always the one lacking. You weren't bad, but just never enough to be of use. At least until your Master had to train you as her punishment for a botched mission. You still weren't much back then, but through sheer Determination and Grit, you've made something out of yourself.
[X] [Appearance] Three
[X] [Name] Senshu, Eri
[X] [Backstory] Write In: Ex-Talentless Mage
Your Master and her colleagues were ordered to reinforce this country's Mage Branch due to the noted increase in Monster Activity. Your Master, not one to leave things half-done, dragged you from your former placement in order to expedite your Training in a more 'target-rich' environment.
You, however, used to be the Dead Last in your home country's Mage Branch. Always the one failing. Always the one lacking. You weren't bad, but just never enough to be of use. At least until your Master had to train you as her punishment for a botched mission. You still weren't much back then, but through sheer Determination and Grit, you've made something out of yourself.
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
Oh! Sure, call it Five.
Hoshu
(Verified Cynic)
- Location
- Multiverse
I find this funny since she is our Mentor and that roughly translates to Master, Lord, and Tyrant.
- Location
- va
[X] [Appearance] Two
[X] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
[X] [Backstory] Sacrifice
-When you first discovered your magic, you fled your village, believing it to be a curse that would draw the monsters in the dark down on your home. Travelling alone and with what supplies you could, you almost made it to the city before you were set upon by shadows. They were small ones, and you almost managed to fight them off, but the last ones managed a lucky blow that nearly slew you, until your mentor arrived and took you in.
- Location
- Philippines
It was actually meant for Usurper, as a hint towards our Mentor's backstory and whatnot, but hotdamn. Guess now we know where we're headed down the road.
Hoshu
(Verified Cynic)
- Location
- Multiverse
Oh you were going for that meaning mostly thought you were beiing funny
Terran Imperium
[French]
- Location
- Southern France
Jhin Lemon
Lawful Cute
- Location
- Trapped in the interwebs, please send help