Crystalwatcher's Magical Girl Quest!

[Vanguard_D]

Somewhat random, but I would love a look at how Gabriel feels about her first mission with team GEAR.

 

[Alectai]

There is a reason I had us pick up 1 level of Starshine; we don't know it's growth pattern yet. We know it went from 100 -> 125 at Level 2 but that isn't enough to generate a pattern. It could be anything from +25 per level to x1.25 per level. Better to get more data and find out the details before dumping a ton of XP on it.



Hm. we could grab two levels of CS (6,400 damage) in exchange for the level of Starshine and Purifier Beam I mentioned and still get everything else...

But I still think leveling up our primary attack vector is important. Remember you can only cast one spell per turn, baring an ability/spell that lets you exceed that, while Purifier Beam can attack 3 times per turn. Plus it's also the number which determines how much damage is reduced by an Intercept.

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Do note that we tend to get more Special Rules every five levels or so though.

And as it is? Starshine can push us to being able to pull of Bulletstorms when Team GEAR is on hand--and we know how OP that is.

 

[Crystalwatcher]

Also, did we not fill out her sheet some more from having Samael cast Libras on her?

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I'll fill out what you learned after I'm done with LDj's request.

 

[chocolote12]

It has also just dawned on me that I have no idea where most of those omakes wound up.

Would someone be willing to collect them for me while I work on the starter stats that I promised LDj?

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I'll go looking right now.

 

[Rei of Sunshine]

[X] Plan Dakkadakkadakka!
-[X] Upgrade Core Containment to level 10 (70+80+90=240)
-[X] Purchase INDESTRUCTIBLE CORE (240+850=1090)
-[X] Purchase Echo of Peace (550+1090=1640)
-[X] Upgrade Starshine to Level 6 (30 + 40 + 50 + 60 = 1820)

 

[UberJJK]

[X]Michael's free. And he'd probably be happy to keep an eye on Nepgear.


Gabriel has only been with Team GEAR for a couple hours and has just gone through both her first mission and her first mission gone Team GEAR style. Plus she got covered in acid twice. She deserves the chance to relax and decompress. Besides we haven't really spent much time with Michael, who knows we might find out why he made the bonehead move to grapple Sega!?

[X] Plan Across The Board
-[X] Purchase Core Containment to level 10 (70+80+90=240)
-[X] Purchase INDESTRUCTIBLE CORE (240+850=1090)
-[X] Purchase Echo of Peace (1090+550=1640)
-[X] Purchase Purifier Beam to Level 11 (1640+100=1740)
-[X] Purchase Starshine to Level 5 (1740+20+30+40=1,830)

Indestructible Core likely makes Nepgear Indestructible, Echo of Peace makes all our allies significantly harder to hurt, Purifier Beam gives us a big enough boost in damage to actually be relevant offensively in combat, and Starshine we can get up to Level 5 tells us both it's growth pattern and it's 5th level boost.


Edit:
Oh and a Level of Purifier Beam significantly increases our chance of repeating our OHKO in the inevitable rematch against Judgement Core since it makes hitting the 50% auto KO threshold in one hit a lot easier.

 

[Katreus]

[x] UberJJK

Sounds good.

 

[BoundaryPhantasm]

[X]Gabriel's going to have to wait on her armor. She'd be the least creepy to post on Nep-watch.

 

[Alectai]

I do hope Indestructable Core helps us with mindfuck and status effects though.

 

[恐Drake]

[x] UberJJK

 

[justinkal]

[X] Plan Across The Board
-[X] Purchase Core Containment to level 10 (70+80+90=240)
-[X] Purchase INDESTRUCTIBLE CORE (240+850=1090)
-[X] Purchase Echo of Peace (550+1090=1640)
-[X] Purchase Covering Fire (75+1640 = 1715)
-[X] Purchase Purifier Beam to Level 11 (100+1715=1815)
-[X] Purchase Starshine to Level 3 (20+1815=1835)

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I really like this plan, but I'm tempted to hold off on Covering Fire and instead take Starshine to level 5 so that we can see what kind of milestone bonuses it gets.

 

[UberJJK]

I really like this plan, but I'm tempted to hold off on Covering Fire and instead take Starshine to level 5 so that we can see what kind of milestone bonuses it gets.

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Huh. I didn't notice it but the math for that works out. That's a pretty good idea since we are pretty high on allied boosts anyway.

@Katreus and @ 恐Drake would you two object if I switched out Covering Fire for Starshine Level 5?

 

[Crystalwatcher]

Want me to just put up the base stats for each of the growth types and link it tot he first page?

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yes please.

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Let me finish the update then I'll get to work on it. Might not be able to finish it completely tonight but I'll try.

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Starting from weakest to Strongest

(Story Maker) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 50 - 200
Base Damage: 10 - 50
Base Resilience: 20 - 50
Magic Modifier: N/A-30
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Story Maker

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 75
Magic Modifier: N/A - 75
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Myth Maker) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 50 - 200
Base Damage: 15 - 55
Base Resilience: 20 - 50
Magic Modifier: N/A - 30
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Myth Maker

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 80
Magic Modifier: N/A - 80
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Legend Maker) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 75 - 300
Base Damage: 25 - 70
Base Resilience: 25 - 60
Magic Modifier: N/A - 40
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Legend Maker

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 100
Magic Modifier: N/A - 100
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Story) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 100 - 400
Base Damage: 50 - 75
Base Resilience: 30 - 70
Magic Modifier: N/A - 65
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Story

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 150
Magic Modifier: N/A - 150
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Myth) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 100 - 500
Base Damage: 50 - 100
Base Resilience: 50 - 75
Magic Modifier: N/A - 75
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Myth

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1 - 2
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 200
Magic Modifier: N/A - 200
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Legend) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 200 - 550
Base Damage: 100 - 200
Base Resilience: 100 - 175
Magic Modifier: N/A - 200
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Legend

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1 - 3
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 200
Magic Modifier: N/A - 200
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

(Epic) (Faction) Name

Given Name
Character.jpeg
Center please​

Stats

Health: 1,500 - 2,000
Base Damage: 500 - 1,000
Base Resilience: 500 - 1,000
Magic Modifier: 250 - 500
Affinity: Whatever | Whatever | Epic

Weapon

Weapon Name
Level 1
Attacks Per Turn: 1 - 2
Affinities: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Spells

Starter Spell
Level 1
Base Damage: N/A - 1,111
Magic Modifier: N/A - 1,000
Affinity: Whatever
Ability: Theme-Relevant

Abilities

One or two. Theme-Relevant, such as Flight if applicable.

These are all average stats, so please note that the Epic range is a bit bias to the fact they're almost all in the top tier. Growth tends to be chunks equal to what the stat starts out with or variable on a case by case basis.

Some start stronger than the base line, others weaker, but always follow a linear progression.

 

[LightMage]

[X]Michael's free. And he'd probably be happy to keep an eye on Nepgear.
[X] Plan Across The Board

I'm fine with either Covering fire or Starshine Level 5. Of course we might be able to get both with all the omake XP.

 

[UberJJK]

@Katreus and @ 恐Drake would you two object if I switched out Covering Fire for Starshine Level 5?

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Since I screwed up the tag:

@恐Drake - See the above quote.

 

[Katreus]

Huh. I didn't notice it but the math for that works out. That's a pretty good idea since we are pretty high on allied boosts anyway.

@Katreus and @ 恐Drake would you two object if I switched out Covering Fire for Starshine Level 5?

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Yeah, it's fine with me.

 

[恐Drake]

Since I screwed up the tag:

@恐Drake - See the above quote.

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Sounds good to me .

 

[UberJJK]

Yeah, it's fine with me.

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Sounds good to me .

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Well then. Updated:

[X] Plan Across The Board
-[X] Purchase Core Containment to level 10 (70+80+90=240)
-[X] Purchase INDESTRUCTIBLE CORE (240+850=1090)
-[X] Purchase Echo of Peace (1090+550=1640)
-[X] Purchase Purifier Beam to Level 11 (1640+100=1740)
-[X] Purchase Starshine to Level 5 (1740+20+30+40=1,830)

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[justinkal]

Of course we might be able to get both with all the omake XP.

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Considering that we're currently only 53 XP away from getting both Covering Fire and level 5 Starshine, I'd say that the odds of that are pretty high.

 

[SaltyWaffles]

We really ought to get Covering Fire first...keep our allies alive and healthy and all that.

 

[justinkal]

We really ought to get Covering Fire first...keep our allies alive and healthy and all that.

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You don't think we'll be able to gain 53 XP from social links (and possibly a rematch with Judgement Core) before the next time our teammates have to fight?

 

[Decim]

We really ought to get Covering Fire first...keep our allies alive and healthy and all that.

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With Echo of Peace and Core Connection, they're already as tanky as mid-high tier Magical Girls. We'll be fine~

 

[UberJJK]

We really ought to get Covering Fire first...keep our allies alive and healthy and all that.

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We've already got Core Connection (5x Stats and Spells) for Team GEAR and Echo of Peace (reduce all incoming damage to 35% before damage calc) for all our allies. Compared to that Covering Fire isn't that critical.

Besides there is a possible downside to Covering Fire:
@crystalwatcher - Does Covering Fire use up Nepgear's Attacks Per Turn like normal Intercept does?

Because if it does and it, as per the describe, goes off automatically it could easily leave Nepgear only providing Covering Fire and nothing else.

 

[chocolote12]

Doesn't Gaia have the combined human unconsciousness on her magical tablet-analogue? She'd know exactly what that was. Her reaction would be something more like:

Anastasia stared at the destruction she had wrought. The entire fleet she had been facing was utterly annihilated, and it would be no exaggeration to say that the waves generated from the water trying to fill the space-visible trough were tsunami-esque in scale.

"Oops—*Spritz*—waaaaaaaaah!"

Gaia leveraged her water spritzer again. "No, Bad!"

"I'm sorr—*Spritz*—eeeeeey!"

"Bad little girl! Don't do that again!"

"I'mSorryItwon'thappenagainpleasenomorewaterplease..." The soaked Anastasia looked at Gaia with huge and contrite eyes. She didn't want to be spritzed again.

"Aaaaah, darn your adorable eyes. You've learned your lesson. We'll be having a talk if I catch you at this again though, little missy." With that final warning, Gaia walked off.

Anastasia's watery puppy eyes followed her until she disappeared, pressing little bits of guilt into her titanic mind. Maybe she shouldn't have sprayed her twice...

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Gaia is a gamer, by your very words. Therefore her headphones serve many purposes. Greenland is the microphone. You can't unsee it.

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Have Omake Now

It seems that every time you enter the command tent, it gets more and more crowded. There's the commander for which the tent is named, of course, and there's Rei standing right next to him. She has an unusually satisfied smirk on her face -not that her smirks don't usually look satisfied, or pretty- BUT! She generally looks more infuriated and scary around him. Your maybe-honorary big sister San slouches in the corner, to the extent that the tent has a corner. You're honestly not sure where you stand with her, though you've been making an effort. She's been really distracted recently. You suppose it's understandable.

Then there's everyone else. Team GEAR, as always, stands beside you, and Carnage is nearby since you were just talking with her. Then there's Truth and Blue Sky and Judgment Core and her sister and Red Rose and White Knight and a War Angel and a couple human soldiers. Their uniforms indicate tank guys.

It's pretty uncomfortably hot in here, really, and not just because of Sam's sexy, sexy-

MOVING ON

The commander inhales, and JC stops poking people.

"Team GEAR," he says without preamble, "The cameras have caught sight of six demonic foot soldiers approximately fifteen miles west of here. Your mission is to destroy them."

You tilt your head. "Understood, sir. But… you mean the foot soldier foot soldiers?"

"Those ones, yes. Go kill them."

You haven't actually had much time to build up anything like 'pride of the magical girl,' but you feel it shatter just now. "Is this really a job for all five of us?"

As the commander begins to speak, Rei Rei-ses her hand and steps forward. It's a small step since Blue Sky is like a foot away from her, but it's the gesture that's important. "No. All-" Her eyes flick around the room, she totally had to count them. "Twenty of us. We should be able to handle this, and if not-"

Rei stops.

Your hand jerks towards Purifier Beam the instant before you see the woman appear in the tent, but you soon relax. It's only Gaia, after-

Why is Gaia in the command tent?

"Twenty-one," the personification of six times ten to the twenty-fourth power kilograms of rock and metal says.

"Fuck it, twenty-one. If anyone else would like to come along, please teleport to the outside of the tent," Rei says. Everyone else starts chattering too, since discipline has obviously become a foreign word by this point, but you tune them out.

Nobody seems to take Rei up on it, which is… good? You actually think the sheer concentration of dakka in this tent approaches enuff, and by this point you just want the day to be over.

Gaia strides towards you dramatically, but she stops three steps later. She grabs White Knight under her arms before the poor girl can react, lifts her up, turns around, and deposits her gently on the ground. Headpats occur.

You suppose if anyone has the right to unlimited headpats, it's Gaia.

Before Gaia turns back, everyone else has cleared a path between her and you. Traitors.

This time, Gaia's dramatic stride actually looks dramatic, and she soon comes to a dramatic stop in front of you. "Magical Girl Nepgear," she says dramatically.

Solid Core, it's Solid Core! dramatically

She suddenly has an arm around your shoulder and it's actually kind of nice. "So." She squeezes you, and you squeak because that's a thing that happens now. "I was watching this show, a good one, not that formulaic trash, and it was just adorable so long story short I wanna be on your team now. Powerup please."

"Right," you say. You're not really sure how this is going to work. You don't really know her all that well, but on the other hand you had didn't know Gabriel that well either. There's also the kissing thing, but you've been traumatized enough so you would like to, you know, not. You focus on the connection between yourself and Gaia- both the physicality of her arm on your shoulder and the emotional ties. You know Gaia. She helped you out before, and even if the scorpion was hilariously unhelpful you liked the WEAPONS. She tried to warn you about the kidnapping. Literally every human is a part of her, and what closer connection can there be than that? Just thinking about it you can feel the POWER of… wishful thinking. You open your eyes to see an unconnected Gaia an inch away from your face. With her lips puckered.

"I need an adult," you squeak. Your voice squeaks, that is.

"Oh, Anastasia," she breathes. "You can't get more adult than me. I am literally as old as dirt." How attractive. She leans in-

-and Gabriel punches her in the side of the head, sending her to the ground. "Sorry, no. Actually I'm not sorry, still no."

Gabriel is the best.

You need to get this over with, so you lean down and give Gaia a kiss on the forehead. You're so done with this shit, and if it doesn't work you'll just kill the monsters and move on with your life.

Gaia starts to glow. She stands up, giving Gabriel a grin.

That worked? Does that mean I didn't have to- but then I wouldn't have been able to-

Being a teenager is hard.

Gaia continues to glow, and it's actually starting to hurt your eyes.

Mike pats you on the back. "Looks like you've got competition, nightlight." Two syllables. They rhyme. It's snappy. Please don't let this be another nickname.

"And now the ground is glowing," Red Rose says. "In my experience… this has never ended well."

"Not again," says San.

The ground is glowing, but more importantly the ground seems to be growling. You actually should have expected something like this, considering that you just hooked up an infinite magical nuclear reactor to a planet. A+ planning there, but it's not like any of the supposedly responsible adults stepped in. Except Gabriel, who is best girl.

"I feel… really good," says Gaia.

That's when the earthquake starts. And maybe that's some kind of metaphor, but also a lot of people probably are about to die. So.

Rei- Goddess Gold hurls her chain through the ground, and the shaking seems to subside. She probably just bound the Earth or something cool like that. Then the quake comes back twice as violently.

San sighs.

You flail your hands, you poke Gaia, you try to do something with your magic, but nothing helps. The tent collapses, but while the crowding was amusing before nobody is in the mood to deal with it, so somebody teleports everyone outside. The base is surprisingly still standing despite the distant crashes you're beginning to hear. The Counter Force builds to last. Or they use tents. It's a sliding scale.

You're not sure, but it seems to be heavier.

One of the soldiers falls to the ground, and not from the shaking. It's definitely heavier.

"Well," Gaia observes. "This is absolutely no fun at all. I might even say that it's an absolute clusterfuck."

The commander is barking orders, but you can't hear anything but the planet beside you and below you."

Rei raises her sword, but San covers her hand with her own. "It's okay."

"People are dying! We just had this-"

Gaia interrupts. "There's no need to let this continue; I have everything I need. Do it now, White."

The sky cracks to match the shattered earth. And holy shit Goddess White just ran Gaia through.

Gaia blinks. "it didn't take?"

San shakes her head. "You're too strong, now. This better be worth it."

The first fallen soldier, now being supported by James, begins to emit a familiar glow.

"We'll figure something out. Every little bit helps."

San shakes her head. "I get it… but this is the twelfth time this week."

Rei looks like she's about to murder somebody, and it's going to be Gaia.

Gaia smiles. "What you're asking for… it's not easy, you know?"

"Hmph."

You're kind of feeling ignored, here. Most everyone else is running off to do damage control, but you're still in Gaia's arms. Everything is wrong and you can't even move. Then San walks in front of you and presses her lips to yours.

What the-oh. This is kind of nice.

Your pink mingles with San's white as Gaia accepts the sword through her neck and time and the world break.

XXXXX

San jerks.

Your hand jerks towards Purifier Beam the instant before you see the woman appear in the tent, but you soon relax. It's only Gaia, after-

Why is Gaia in the command tent?

"White," the personification of six times ten to the twenty-fourth power kilograms of rock and metal says, "That never happened."

The goddess of time nods shakily. There's something about her mouth.

You consider asking, since they seem a bit upset- but since whatever it was never happened, there's nothing to worry about. Right? You finally tear your eyes away from her lips.

You simply give Gaia a cheerful wave and refocus your attention on the matter at hand; namely, the monsters or gods or universes you're about to meet on your upcoming mission.

Gaia seems to regain some of her composure "Right, let's do this thing, everyone." She teleports to the entrance of the tent (dramatically) and walks out. Nineteen people of varying genders, species, shoe preferences, and levels of comprehension follow.

"I was supposed to say that," you hear the commander grumble. He gets out of his chair and brings up the rear.

So, after the tanketeers were en-tanked (you don't know how tanking works), you all drove/flew/ran to the place with the thing, and what you did to those six unfortunate demons was, well… they probably welcomed being sent to Hell. You seemed to have avoided the C-rank curse this time, so everyone felt a little silly about the whole thing. You can't help but feel like you dodged a bullet.

You got to help an old lady carry her groceries, too, so that was nice.

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At the moment everyone sees humans as either the thing that came out from under their bed and ate their kitten, or as the best thing since indoor plumbing. And considering humanity brought indoor plumbing to the rest of the unified light that's not saying much.

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So basically like everybody treats Anastasia? Cute, though that doesn't count for much depending on if/how you do or don't value stuff like that, but then suddenly everything is ultra-dead and you're realizing that the poor moe blob you've been bullying is a deadly superweapon who's only on the side of good because they wanted revenge, even if they are nominally good otherwise?

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I'm not sure where this idea came from, but here goes an Omake.

-=--O--=-

"How exactly did this " you wave your hand at the impossible sight before you. "happen?"

"She... really lets her guard down when she sleeps." Explained Magical Girl Goddess White. "And I sometimes use magic in my sleep, so this stuff just... happens."

You stare incredulously at her for a minute.

"This... isn't the first time this happened." She confessed. "Just the first time it's happened to her."

You turn to stare at the tiny, adorable form of Rei Mitsubishi, who is glaring at you and her sister from her place in Truth's lap.

You are Nep- I mean, Anastasia Boheart, Magical Girl Solid Core, and your owner/surrogate Big Sister has been Chibified.

It all happened last night, after San sleep-walked into Rei's bed and snuggled up to the two of you. For once, both you and Rei were enjoying a good, restful sleep so you barely even noticed her arrival.

You only noticed something was amiss after you woke up and saw the tiny, still sleeping Rei in front of you and Goddess White right behind her, snuggling up to her now-little sister with a smile on her face, fast asleep.

When your mind finally woke up enough for you to register the sight before you, you immediately jumped back and squeaked in surprise, which woke up the other two girls on the bed. The ruckus that followed quickly brought the rest of Team Gear in, who only added to the confusion. Then Truth joined in when she noticed the commotion coming from your tent, which led to your current situation.

Truth, smiling happily while she snuggled an adorable Ten year old Goddess Gold, who was glaring daggers at everyone in the room... well, her current form and position made it look more like she was pouting, really.

The rest of Team Gear, who quickly decided this was too amusing to interfere and had started clening teir equipment in strategic positions around the room so they could see his trainwreck happen with some degree of plausible deniability. You were pretty sure you caught Gabriel taking pictures when she thought no one was looking.

And finally, You and San, standing awkwardly in front of Rei.

"You really need to get this shit under control, San." Spoke the adorable engine of Mass Destruction.

San just looked away, face red with embarassment and muttering something under her breath. Truth, meanwhile, frowned and hugged Rei a bit tighter.

"Now now, you shouldn't use that kind of language young lady!" She chided. "Little girls aren't allowed to use words like that!"

Rei turned to look Truth in the face, her expression filled with fury. "Who the hell is a little girl here you crazy bitch? Now just let me go already!"

Unfortunately for Rei, her angry face just had the opposite effect on her captor. Before she could struggle to get free, Truth tightened her hug further, squishing the Strongest Magical Girl against her breasts, and squealed in glee.

"Aww, your angry face is so cute!" She said. "There's no way big sis will let you go!"

Rei sputtered indignantly, her face so red with anger and embarassment it looked like all her blood had gone to her face. "Y-y-you're gonna pay for this, you hear me?! I will have my vengeance you crazy siscon bitch!"

You tore your gaze away from the shenanigans happening before your eyes and turned to speak with San.

"Are you sure we can't dispel the effect or something?" You asked. "What if we need to deploy soewhere? She can't go out there like this."

San shook her head. "No, if we dispel it there's a chance the magic will destabilize and she'll get stuck like that for good." She explained, and then shrugged. "Besides, she hasn't gotten any weaker in this form, the change is entirely physical and her magic's unaffected."

You nodded. "Then how long will she be like this?" You gestured back to Rei, who was struggling to free herself from Truth's affectionate clutches.

San closed her eyes and hummed, deep in tought. "I'd say... around a day." Rei stopped struggling and looked at her sister, horrified. "Maybe a day and a half." She added.

Rei had stopped moving entirely, her face shocked. Truth took the opportunity to get a better grip on her and started humming happily.

By this point, Team Gear had dropped all pretenses and were openly enjoying the show. Sam had even got a bowl of popcorn from somewhere and was happily snacking, and Gabriel was constantly taking photos too.

You frowned and looked down at the floor, one hand tapping your chin, thinking of how to handle this situation.

You'd need to call the Commander and tell him that Rei was undisposed for duty, of course. Then you'd need to see if she wanted anything from the mess hall, since you doubted she'd want to be seen like that.

You glanced at Rei, who was staring at the floor in resignation while Truth hugged her and hummed a song you found faintly familiar. You were honestly getting a bit jealous now.

A wicked smile slowy spread through your face as an idea entered your mind. You looked at San and found her wearing the exact same smile a you, with a wicked glint in her eyes.

It seems both of you had the exact same idea.

You turned to Gabriel and nodded at her to get her attention. She looked at you in confusion, which turned to embarassment when she noticed you looking at the camera. You smiled at her, which caused her to visibly relax, then you motioned in Rei's direction with your head. She looked confused and pointed at her camera with a finger, causing you to widen your smile and nod in response.

Gabriel saluted you, having accepted her mission, and then you looked at San and nodded to her. It was time to put your plan in action.

It was time for the Little Sisters to get their revenge.

You and San approached Truth and you quickly snatched Rei away from her grasp. Both of them looked at you in surprise, Truth from her seat and Rei still held aloft in your arms.

"That wasn't very nice of you, Truth." You chided the other Magical Girl.

Rei gave you a look of gratitude, only to freeze when she saw the grin on your face. In desperation, she looked at her younger sister for help, but there was no salvation for her there either.

"That's right, you shouldn't hog her all to yourself!" San said with an expression of annoyance on her face but an amused glint in her eyes. "We want to enjoy our little sister too, you know!"

You set Rei down on the floor, careful to make sure you, San and Truth were in the way of any possible escape routes.

Rei looked between the three of you in horror, from your and San's matching grins to Truth's dawning look of understanding.

You kneel down to eye level and San quickly joins you, your sister in arms smiling warmly at Rei, who looks terrified.

"We're going to have looo~ts of fun today Little Sis!" San says.

You just smile happily and pat your new little sister in the head, who shivers in response.

You can hear the sound of a shutter closing repeatedly as Gabriel immortalizes this moment in a photograph. You're probably going to pay for this tomorrow, you muse, but you regret nothing. As you watch Rei's face flush with embarassment, you decide that as far as you're concerned, this is totally worth the pain.

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Once again, I have absolutely no idea where this came from except maybe a bored and slightly sleepy brain.

If there are any problems here, let me know.

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... lol. Wait considering how popular back in the day for 'Crazy Nazi Mad Science' to be a thing... does that mean there's all sorts of undiscovered crazy Nazi super weapons floating around now? Does Dracula have a Moon Base?

Zombie Hitler is a Children of Darkness!?


I'm not sure if I should be worried now, that the Hitler unit might actually be relevant to the quest rather than tangentially possible off topic.

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I've been looking through the last few pages to try and find all the questions that I intentionally didn't answer or bring back up in my responses. I'm having trouble finding them all, so if you guys are willing I'd like some help finding them for answering later.

I'm too tired to trawl through very effectively.

So, before I go to bed, I'll answer one I did find.


From the top:

His name was Thel'dier.

Earth knew that the Unified Light was a faction in the new neighborhood they had found themselves in but not much else. The Light and Earth had contact through the Elvin Empire, but due to humanity's giddy-ness of finding out there was other sentient life floating around in other dimensions no one was really taking them very seriously at the time.

The war itself, the Akashic Pillar was completely unaware of until Thel'dier got the genius idea to invade Earth since it's in such a strategically convenient location for the war. The portals he opened came out in Rome, and he wiped out the city.

Around the time this happened we were colonizing Hope and dreaming of crystal spires and togas. So the invasion quite literally caught us with our pants around our ankles.

All in all the 'invasion' lasted roughly fifteen hours in total. Rome was swamped in demons, and the local military managed to mobilize enough forces to contain the situation from spilling over into other cities across Italy. The Unified Light realized shit was happening, and tried to move their own forces to assist us, but by the time they had enough forces moving towards Earth to matter, we kinda... flipped our shit.

We sent a strike team through the Hellgates in Rome and snuck a nuclear warhead into the fortress on the other side. The team slipped it under his bed, bugged out (barely) and Thelly had some sweet dreams. He died in pain and confusion. Mostly confusion.

With the new mushroom-shaped doom cloud humanity more or less leapt into the war while foaming at the mouth.

Little over a year after that we found out Gaia was a Thing and that we were her Thing.

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As Familiar enters the thread, intent on making up for lost time, he takes in his surroundings and freezes mid-step. Is this...? Yes, the time has finally come to spread the truth to the world! Excited grin spreading across his face, he finally completes his halted stride, only to immediately swivel around and run back the direction from whence he came. Minutes later he returns, this time with a parcel wrapped in cloth under his arm; likely painting or a picture frame, if one judges by the shape, though there is an irregular lump on one side.

Upon re-entrance to the thread, Familiar's pace becomes more casual, so as to not draw unwanted attention while he went about his righteous, but unfortunately often misunderstood, cause. Making his way through crowd, weaving between a moral debate and a group admiring baby pictures, Familiar finally reaches the intended congregation. Still taking measures to not be noticed, He begins unwrapping his burden, careful to keep concealed the front of what is now confirmed to be a frame with an easel attached to the back. He extends the legs and sets them to the floor, then adjusts the cloth so that it's draped over the frame properly.

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After stepping back a bit to inspect his handiwork, he brings himself to a sharp salute, a proud tear escaping his eye. After a few moments, he turns away, and begins to slink back to the rock he crawled out from under. As he leaves, a whisper escapes his lips, "Purest magical girl did nothing wrong."

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Ah well... I'm fairly sure we won't be punished for putting off Nepgear's rescue right?

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Your arms are suspended above your head by cables wrapped around your wrists. You are prevented from swaying overmuch by a similar arrangement around your feet. The room you are in is dark and slick, like wet marble. You're sure you've seen this material somewhere before...

Red lines draw your attention away from your futile attempts at recognition, tracing complex lines and circles around you. You are mildly worried, but the fugue of sleep prevents you from acting on it before the pattern is complete. It flashes once, a deep red, and then your bonds disappear. Three concentric circles, three sigils repeating, just like in your dreams...

You crumple to the floor, unexpected weakness turning an easy two meter fall into a bone jarring tumble. Your ankle hurts, and your heart thumps loudly in your chest: you feel as if you hadn't moved in weeks. When you look back up, your surroundings have changed. Gone is the dank cavern, and in its place a castle. The carved marble bricks of the corridor, still smooth and black, extend indefinitely, curving out of sight. Hateful, ever-changing light extends halfway across the hall, streaming in from thin windows to your left. You know not to touch that light...

You turn your head to those windows from your place in the shadows, curious, and are stunned by the incredible sight; dusky mountains far in the distance ring a wind swept plain, the lights of a small village surrounded by coniferous trees far below serving as a counterpoint to the incredible tapestry of twinkling stars above. You can't help but let out a miniscule gasp at the gothic beauty laid out before you.

You know instantly that you've made a huge mistake.



The sheer menace from behind you reduces you to a panicked animal, sprinting and stumbling along the cold stone as fast as your weakened legs will let you. You weave around thin pillars in an effort to avoid the light, not wishing to be seen. Your lungs burn, sucking in air greedily, the noise surely spurring whatever chases you on. The few details you can glean without looking behind you burn themselves into your mind.

It is fast. The muffled thuds of soft leather boots skitter across the ground like a staccato rhythm, unnaturally paced. Animalistic. Hisses and snarls form an irregular counterpoint to its steps, like a rabid beast. And it is getting closer. No matter how you push your body, it gains, until you fancy you can feel its breath on your neck. And when the stench—

The smell of blood and rot makes you choke and stumble, and it pounces, before you can recover. Long claws grasp your shoulders, and you tumble forward, rolling with this thing, a confusing grapple that leaves you skidding to a stop in the middle of the baleful, crimson glare of the bloody moon, and all of its tinted stars, staring up at the monster crouched over your prone form.

Her nails are long and sharp, immaculate like they only rarely were in life. Spidery fingers, achingly familiar, dig them into the thin silk sleeping gown you don't remember putting on. Her coat is leather, clean and thick, but your disturbed mind can only come up with the fact that she looks kind of like she's wearing a pirate outfit, one of those aristocratic ones with the tricorn hat, ruffled white shirt, and folded leather boots. You are only vaguely aware of the long cutlass that hangs down from her side, because all of your attention is on her face.

Her hungry face, with its sharp cheekbones, and corpse-pale skin, and long, raspy hair...

Her beautiful face, with its high cheekbones, smooth white skin, and lavender hair that extends to her chest...

Your sisters face, with her cheekbones, and her skin, and her curtain of hair that she always kept out of her eyes with those funny hair clips of hers...

She looks down, her red eyes filled with guilt, and her fanged mouth open in horror at what she nearly did.

You look up, torn between terror and hope, fear and recognition and the thinnest needle of love all apparent on your face, before your tired, frail body (when did you grow so weak?) and the tide of emotions drag you under the edge of consciousness, into the embrace of dreamless sleep.

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The walls of this place have changed, reconfigured to a different theme through unthinking grief and immortal will. This throne room, a vast hall, is walled with great windows, the highest room of the tallest tower in the great castle located on the cliff over the village below.

A great river flows over the waterfall and into that village, black waters rippling under the capricious moonlight, feeding the forest that fills the valley. The mountains are hard and sharp, circling 'round this nocturnal kingdom. All illuminated by the unchanging sky and its ominous light.

Servants shift in the shadows, unseen and barely heard, about their duties. They know not to disturb their mistress in her lamentations, or to descend to the lower levels, where the castle is different and the knights walk in black, wet armor. The howl of the wind is loud enough, without any further complications.

The moon hangs above the throne, casting sharp shadows with the edges, unable to see who therein lays. The lady of the tower weeps bloody tears over the sister she cradles in her arms; of grief or joy, none can tell.

They pool at the foot of the throne, and though she could never touch her beloved sibling she thirsts...

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Since chocolate was being such a bully to poor Nepgear, I decided that she needed something to balance it out. Then this came out a little sad, too, but I think I like the catharsis of it. Next one will completely lack srsbsns, I promise.


Talking Hugging It Out

Your bed isn't uncomfortable. It's not comfortable, either, but it fails to give you any impetus to move to a new location. So you don't.

The bed protests as a shadow engulfs you. You don't look up, but this shadow makes you feel safe, in a distant, muted sort of way. It's a feeling that deserves some kind of response, so you allow gravity to pull you towards Gabriel's side.

"Hey," she says. "Rough week, huh?"

That, on the other hand, isn't worth any acknowledgement. You are absolutely not in the mood to be cheered up; you never are, when you need it the most. Which should some kind of hint, but you're not in the mood for taking hints either.

"Uh oh," someone else says. You open your eyes to see that it was Mike talking, awkwardly leaning against his bed in a crouch. Sam and James were there, too. When did they get there? "Someone else take over, she's crashing and burning already."

That's a little unfair, you think. Gabriel was just doing her best. She wraps an enormous arm, terrifying in it gentleness, around your shoulder. Almost against your will, you raise your head.

"Anastasia," James says. You could hug him for that already; you weren't feeling like a Nepgear right now. You weren't feeling much of anything, now that the monsters were all dead and even your hate shrunk to a directionless simmer. You stare at James, and you aren't sure what he sees in return but it must be something because he remains silent.

As you haven't spoken in the past hour, you decide to keep your thoughts to yourself just a bit longer.

You try not to dwell on the helplessness you felt, surrounded by darkness and fear with your own mind turned against you. It's surprisingly easy, though your nightmares might disagree. It will never happen again; you're indestructible now, for all that you can still be hurt.

The pain that had been inflicted upon you by… the Spawn of Mayhem, first, had filled you with thoughts of revenge since the instance you had become a magical girl. Even without Rei, you're sure you would have fought the Unified Darkness one way or another, for all that your desire for vengeance rarely intersected with your daily life. But there had always been a note of conflict in that. Your motives weren't pure. Shouldn't a magical girl be better than that? Shouldn't a person be better than that?

Keeping his gaze on your face, James continues. "I know it's the cliché thing to say that words aren't enough, but I disagree. I think they can help." He leans forward. "I'll start with this; we saved the world."

Heh. Even if you couldn't save your sister, there was still that. Such a victory could only be tainted so much by suffering. You had learned something, too.

It wasn't a just a Spawn of Mayhem anymore, or a Nightmare. The Unified Darkness were the bad guys, as you'd been told your whole life. You never questioned it, either, because duh. They'd invaded your planet and ruined your life, just like so many sacked countries and broken lives throughout history.

Well. Not exactly. The desperate wickedness in the human heart was nothing compared to the evil that ate them, you had come to believe. There were people like your friends, who were good and noble and true. There were people like San, who had done bad things, even monstrous things, maybe. Then there were monsters, and monsters needed to die.

Because there were too many people that needed to be saved, if nothing else, James would never be wrong about that.

"Yes," Samael nods vigorously. "What he said."

"Thank you," you say. You resolve is greater than ever, you think, and that means you're just a bit less faded. Being told you're a hero doesn't do much for your mood, though. It's having friends that care enough to tell you that makes the difference. You can't tackle-hug them with Gabriel's arm around you, and you wouldn't do it regardless. That kind of enthusiasm wouldn't be as genuine as it deserved to be right now.

Absolutely nothing restrains you from adding surprise affection ambushes to your mental checklist, though. When you're feeling better.

Mike shakes his head, but he's smiling. "Start? That was like, four words. Hey, Gabriel, I liked your story better. Tell it again."

So you learn how an angel was born. The world is huge, full of countries and ideas and so many people that they aren't people anymore. You've only seen parts of it. But you've been on a school bus before, with stuffing peeking from broken leather and whatever it was that made the back seat the most desirable. Someone's sister could be riding in a school bus, you think, and you saved one.

As Gabriel finishes her story, you squeeze her arm and stand up. You don't particularly want to go anywhere, but you especially don't want to keep sitting on your bed. It's a bit of a relief that you don't have to decide.

"So, what do you guys want to do?" you ask.

Mike hauls himself to his feet as the other two climb off of their beds. "Well," Sam says, "I heard there's some cantaloupe in the cafeteria today. I mean, I hate cantaloupe, but if that's your thing… also there's fries."

That startles a laugh out of you. And, no matter how unexpected, laughs mean that there's no excuse to skimp on the hugs. So you tackle him, giving him no chance to resist. Then you bounce to Gabriel, and her timid hug gives way to a more crushing one.

As Sam slides back up, James wraps you in a team GEAR sandwich. Mike smirks at you from near the doorway.

Mike, you think, is one of those people who acts like they don't like hugs. He's also probably a person who legitimately isn't really a hugger, but he puts up with it because you're sad and adorable.

The cantaloupe is actually nothing worth mentioning. Neither is the rest of your day. You're just a perfectly average Magical Girl team with an angel on it doing perfectly average things, and it's exactly what you need. You aren't bursting with happiness, but you're content and you're safe.

As you collapse on your bed that night, shifting to find a more comfortable spot, you hear the thumps and creaks of your teammates, your friends, doing the same. It's dark, and you don't really feel like you should be smiling so soon, but your lips are curled regardless.

It's not good. It's not even all that okay.

But it's better, and tomorrow's a new day.

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Bloodborne don't fail me now...

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"...Beasts all over the shop... You'll be one of them, sooner or later..."

Sega dodged frantically as Father Gascoigne's axe tore through the space she'd occupied mere moments ago.

"Stop! I don't want to fight you!" she cried desperately. Gascoigne's only answer was to try to take her head from her shoulders.

She jumped back to avoid the next two swipes, then jabbed at his knee with her cane in an attempt to disable him. He knocked aside her strike and pistol whipped her, making her stumble back, stunned.

Gascoigne took advantage of her opening and charged forward, dragging his axe across the ground in a spray of sparks, leading into an upward swing that met Saga's hastily interposed weapon and tossed her bodily through the air.

She cried in pain as she impacted one of the tombstones littering the area in clusters, and barely manage to roll out of the way before Gascoigne's axe came down like a guillotine.

She fired off a hasty burst from her gun, the quicksilver bullets slamming into Gascoigne like stinging hail. It only made him flinch for half an instant, but it was enough to allow her to scramble to her feet.

She backed away. This was impossible! She couldn't fight him, he was too strong! There was now way she could win. She was going to die here.

-A smile before she headed off to school-

No.

With a flick of her wrist her cane segmented, lashing out across the distance to shred the brim of Gascoigne's hat, forcing him to jerk back lest it shred his face as well.

-A heartfelt apology that a cupcake was all she could manage-

No, she wasn't going to die here.

Another flick of the wrist and a sharp rap against the ground and the cane was back in rigid form. Gascoigne circled her, a bit more wary. Good.

-A smug grin as she lay wrapped in a cocoon of blankets-

She wasn't going to allow herself to die.

Sega and Gascoigne danced, striking back and forth. Carefully timed dodges to allow a quick riposte and blasts of quicksilver to interrupt attacks allowing her to slowly whittle down the stronger man.

Eventually, there was a lull in the fight, Sega huffing and panting from exertion, Gascoigne swaying a bit unsteadily on his feet.

The Hunter sniffed the air, and spoke his first words since the start of the fight. "What's that smell? ...The sweet blood, oh, it sings to me... It's enough to make a man sick."

A guttural growl issued from the man's throat as he bared his teeth in a snarl.

Sega grit her own teeth and jabbed another blood vial into her thigh as Gascoigne roared, his clothes splitting as he transformed into a beast.

She leveled her blunderbuss, firing at just the right moment to interrupt his lunge, leaving him open long enough to dart in and ram a fist into his gut. She snarled as she wrenched it free again, heedless of the spray of blood and viscera that accompanied it.

She would not be stopped here, she would not be stopped ever. She was going to find a way back to Anastasia even if she had to beat Cthulu himself to death with her goddamned pimp cane to do it!

She dashed back, getting some space between herself and the beast that used to be Gascoigne as it staggered to it's feet and growled at her.

She readied her gun and flicked her cane into whip mode, the "come at me" going unspoken. The beast obliged.

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About the order, I think it's alright the way it is. Doesn't seem worth having to repost.



Let the fluffiness smother you...

Bubble Trouble

Gaia was a very busy person; there were always disasters happening left and right, of course, and some of them she couldn't ignore. There was the not nearly occasional enough occasion of stupid people being stupid, and then there were the issues of being the personification of a planet that less weighty existences probably couldn't comprehend.

Still, though, she set aside plenty of time to watch anime, hang out with her WEAPONs, or just curl up in a nice hammock. She understood the importance of people, and she understood the importance of relaxation.

Magical Girl had helped to save the world, or close enough as to make no difference.

As the world, Gaia tended to appreciate that kind of thing.

Rest well, child. No more nightmares will disturb you this night.

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Before Magical Girl Solid Core even opened her eyes, she knew that she was safe. She felt as if she were on a bed of clouds. This was probably because, she determined, she was actually on a bed of clouds. Looking above herself, she saw that the clarity blue sky was interrupted only by the occasional beautiful rainbow. She stood up, giggling at the bounciness beneath her feet. She saw bubbles erupting from a hole in the ground a few feet away, and she made her way towards them. The clouds beneath her acted as a trampoline. She would have liked to share the experience with Sega, she thought, but her mind gently turned away as she caught a bubble between her hands. It burbled at her happily before it popped, reappearing in the distance.

Nepgear paused, looking around. There was probably something that needed to be done, something necessary or productive, but no. She immediately realized that there was nothing more important than doing exactly what she wanted; chasing that bubble. It made a taunting loop in the air as it dashed away.

Glitter erupted from her feet as she dashed after it, the clouds solidifying in accordance with her will. She looked ahead at the bubble's most probably path. The candy corn mountains were in the distance, and the soda streams slithered down to where she ran. She could probably trap it against the Wall Made of Really Cool Swords, where it couldn't escape without fear of popping itself.

An instant later, both she and the bubble were near the Wall, though Nepgear paid the translocation no heed at all. Then, of course, the bubble floated right into a sword and popped.

Nepgear gasped.

Hearing a tinkling sound, she turned to see the bubble turn pink and blue and yellow mockingly.

"I'll get you yet!" she shouted. It was mostly bravado, though. How could she catch something that could escape at any time? She took to the air, not noticing that she was flying at a much greater speed than usual, but the bubble simply whizzed away.

The bubble blinked at her.

Of course! She had to make it come to her of its own volition. But what did she have that it wanted? Further study of bubbles would be required.

She was back at the bubble geyser. Bubbles erupted from the cloud, rose a few dozen feet, changing color and sparkling all the while, dancing with each other, and eventually popping to start all over.

It gave her an idea.

"Hey, guys!" she said. "Want to help me catch that troublemaker?"

One of the bubbles broke off from the rest, and Nepgear noticed that it was very pretty. All the boy bubbles were probably floating all over themselves to get her attention- was it a she?

"I'm sorry," Nepgear said. "I don't know what pronoun to refer to bubbles by."

The bubble winked at her that it was okay.

"Right. Then let's go!"

Putting on her most determined face, she rocketed back to where the rogue bubble was, her newest companion orbiting her happily. There it was; right on the other side of the soda stream. It was hovering more cautiously now. Ha!

"Hey," she called. "This lovely lady can't go on a date with you if you stay over there, you know."

The girl bubble blinked in protest, then consideration, then acceptance. The rogue bubble crossed the river, and then they were back at the geyser.

All of the bubbles shone in happiness that their companion had reunited with them, and Nepgear nodded with pride.

"Right," she said. "Magical Girl Solid Core, away!" Then she flew into the sky in a Superman pose.

And it was good.

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Empty darkness. A vast space. The floor is smooth. The air is still. Your robe is hooded and veiled, sleeves extending far past your arms like a monk, or a wraith. It is cut from soft, thick cloth, as are the wrappings around your feet. You are blindfolded. A necklace with a single bead hangs around your neck.

Sounds echo oddly in this place. A drip of water is amplified into a crashing roar that flattens unnaturally quickly. The squeal of a bat becomes a monstrous, screeching cry, before it is abruptly cut off. Four skittering clicks turn into the scraping impacts of sword on stone; They are not repeated. In comparison, your small shufflings forward are utterly quiet, and for that you are glad.

You move timidly, until you reach an obstruction. Further examination with your sleeves reveals it to be a wall, or something like enough to make no difference, and you gain a small measure of confidence as you follow it to the left. It is as smooth as the floor, save for the occasional openings. Light currents of air blow through those, and you hurry past them.

The noises grow quieter as you move forward, your feet shaking less as you fail to run into anything. The openings are becoming less frequent, but the wind is not. As a result, you can feel the air silently press your robes against you when you pass. Your pendant chills with every step.

The wall has fallen away, you cannot remember when. The wind would disturb the cloth that enshrouds your form, but that would be too loud, would disturb this place. No sound is permitted, yet the air moves as if in a gale. The singular bead around your neck feels like a lump of ice, if the liquid it used to consist of was normally a gas.

The path is thinning out, becoming a ledge, you think. You don't care to check. You can feel the wind blow on you as if you crossed a mountain pass. The only way is forward. Everything is cold, and you are thankful for the thickness of your robes.

You finally stumble into a hollow. The wind stops, and the air warms. Your necklace is gone. A wall surrounds you on all sides, but instead of the smooth stone you are accustomed to it is rough. Your fingers, through your sleeves, trace the same pattern again and again.

You mouth the word, and

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You jump, tumbling off of the couch and hitting your head on the coffee table. With a mewling whine, you clutch your head, definitely awake. Serves you right for watching an all-night movie marathon, though. You glance at the clock, and then receive another rush of adrenalin to accompany your first shock of the day: you've only got ten minutes to prepare for school!

As you rush about the house, you hum an unfamiliar tune. A tune that sounds like—

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[Highwind]

With Echo of Peace and Core Connection, they're already as tanky as mid-high tier Magical Girls. We'll be fine~

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Hahaha nope we're in the big leagues now*, they need all the help they can get.

Gettting ludicrously high damage and Interception abilities is a necessity. And we need to figure out how to make our Team's base stats grow as well, because they'll need the extra boosts.

*Now we actually Qualify for the big leagues, as opposed to constantly getting lost on the way to the small leagues and entering the stadium where the heavyweights are fighting and managing to somehow remain alive.