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0.1: Contract?
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With the introduction of Reader Mode, Story Only threads have, essentially, been rendered obsolete. As such, I will not be posting the rest of the story posts here.
The main Ignition thread can be found here. The button for Reader Mode is right next to the page navigators, or here.
If the PC seems bland and severely lacking in the emotions department for the first handful of chapters: that's 'cuz she had almost no personality to speak of. It was still in flux.
"Life isn't fair," you mutter.
You've started to really hate that phrase. It's an excuse, a rebuke, and a taunt all rolled into one. Why isn't it fair? Why do people throw out that phrase and then simply move on? If anything, it should be used as encouragement for the exact opposite thing. Life isn't fair; let's change that.
The public unmasking of magic two years ago only served to make that phrase even more annoying. Dozens of young girls sacrificing their lives in an endless war against eldritch abominations, and people had the nerve to harass those who didn't spend every last moment fighting witches.
For a small amount of time, they had even blamed those who didn't make totally selfless wishes, although that settled down after a few months. When was the last time the hecklers made a massive, selfless sacrifice, hmm? Magical girls should be entitled to a bit of selfishness, given as they're risking their lives for the good of humanity. Since they outright died when the source of their magic went completely dark, one could even say that they gave up their lives in exchange for their wish.
Just what is wrong with humanity? Didn't they have serious objections to child soldiers just a few years ago? Now they stop, cheer, and treat it all like some sort of game. Sure, only a handful of magical girls have died since magic was revealed, but witches are still killing people. Magical girls can't be everywhere at once. You're not sure how many people witches have killed over the last two years, but you know the vast majority of them have been female. Kyubey even confirmed that many of the dead girls had possessed the potential to become magical girls prior to their death.
Your brooding is interrupted by a flash of white in your bedroom window. You bolt upright, wondering if a rat somehow got inside- and try very, very hard not to stare. You're not sure you succeed.
Kyubey, the famous recruiter of magical girls, is on your windowsill. ...Despite the fact that your window is shut and locked. Just to be sure, you glance over at your bedroom door to make sure it's still shut.
It is. Ooookay then...
"It doesn't have to be that way, you know." Kyubey's voice goes straight into your mind without passing through your ears first. "You're upset because you perceive life to be unfair, correct?"
You don't bother answering, still rather shocked that Kyubey is in your room. Many young girls dream of becoming magical girls, but you hadn't really expected it to be an actual possibility. After several moments of silence, he continues.
"The wishes of magical girls are limited by their karmic potential. They aren't all-powerful. However, your potential is unusually large. If you wish for something, you could make great progress toward achieving it. In summary..."
Kyubey hops down to the floor and trots over to you, looking up hopefully.
"Would you like to make a contract with me and become a magical girl?"
...This is really not how you'd expected your Saturday night to go.
[] "...I need more time to think." You know he won't leave you alone until you outright refuse. Kyubey has several bodies, after all; he can afford to spend some time following you.
[] Refuse, for now. You can't wish for the world to become perfectly fair and you don't have anything else you want to wish for right now. The orphanage where you live is doing rather well, your grades are average, you don't have any friends to use your wish for...
[] "Go away, Kyubey. I'm really not in the mood."
-[] "And don't come back."
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to make the world a little bit brighter.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A way to get something in return for how much the world has hurt you. It's only fair.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to actually go out and do something. You hadn't really expected Kyubey to show up, but now that he's here, you have no reason to refuse. It'll be fun!
-[] Write-in wish
[] Ask Kyubey some questions.
-[] Somehow, you doubt magical girls are the warriors of love and justice everyone makes them out to be. It's too good to be true.
-[] Write-in questions
[] Write-in
The main Ignition thread can be found here. The button for Reader Mode is right next to the page navigators, or here.
Welcome to Ignition, that which I am proud to say is now one of the most popular quests on SV. For quite a long time, the focus of this quest was on character development and generally keeping Jade on the path toward becoming a sane and stable human being.
With the assistance of Jade's adoptive mother, a artificially chemically balanced brain, a couple friends, a hyperactive ferret, and a timeskip, the players recently succeeded at this task. A few have claimed that it's a lot more fun now that they don't need to dance through a floating Grief minefield.
If the PC seems bland and severely lacking in the emotions department for the first handful of chapters: that's 'cuz she had almost no personality to speak of. It was still in flux.
"Life isn't fair," you mutter.
You've started to really hate that phrase. It's an excuse, a rebuke, and a taunt all rolled into one. Why isn't it fair? Why do people throw out that phrase and then simply move on? If anything, it should be used as encouragement for the exact opposite thing. Life isn't fair; let's change that.
The public unmasking of magic two years ago only served to make that phrase even more annoying. Dozens of young girls sacrificing their lives in an endless war against eldritch abominations, and people had the nerve to harass those who didn't spend every last moment fighting witches.
For a small amount of time, they had even blamed those who didn't make totally selfless wishes, although that settled down after a few months. When was the last time the hecklers made a massive, selfless sacrifice, hmm? Magical girls should be entitled to a bit of selfishness, given as they're risking their lives for the good of humanity. Since they outright died when the source of their magic went completely dark, one could even say that they gave up their lives in exchange for their wish.
Just what is wrong with humanity? Didn't they have serious objections to child soldiers just a few years ago? Now they stop, cheer, and treat it all like some sort of game. Sure, only a handful of magical girls have died since magic was revealed, but witches are still killing people. Magical girls can't be everywhere at once. You're not sure how many people witches have killed over the last two years, but you know the vast majority of them have been female. Kyubey even confirmed that many of the dead girls had possessed the potential to become magical girls prior to their death.
Your brooding is interrupted by a flash of white in your bedroom window. You bolt upright, wondering if a rat somehow got inside- and try very, very hard not to stare. You're not sure you succeed.
Kyubey, the famous recruiter of magical girls, is on your windowsill. ...Despite the fact that your window is shut and locked. Just to be sure, you glance over at your bedroom door to make sure it's still shut.
It is. Ooookay then...
"It doesn't have to be that way, you know." Kyubey's voice goes straight into your mind without passing through your ears first. "You're upset because you perceive life to be unfair, correct?"
You don't bother answering, still rather shocked that Kyubey is in your room. Many young girls dream of becoming magical girls, but you hadn't really expected it to be an actual possibility. After several moments of silence, he continues.
"The wishes of magical girls are limited by their karmic potential. They aren't all-powerful. However, your potential is unusually large. If you wish for something, you could make great progress toward achieving it. In summary..."
Kyubey hops down to the floor and trots over to you, looking up hopefully.
"Would you like to make a contract with me and become a magical girl?"
...This is really not how you'd expected your Saturday night to go.
[] "...I need more time to think." You know he won't leave you alone until you outright refuse. Kyubey has several bodies, after all; he can afford to spend some time following you.
[] Refuse, for now. You can't wish for the world to become perfectly fair and you don't have anything else you want to wish for right now. The orphanage where you live is doing rather well, your grades are average, you don't have any friends to use your wish for...
[] "Go away, Kyubey. I'm really not in the mood."
-[] "And don't come back."
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to make the world a little bit brighter.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A way to get something in return for how much the world has hurt you. It's only fair.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to actually go out and do something. You hadn't really expected Kyubey to show up, but now that he's here, you have no reason to refuse. It'll be fun!
-[] Write-in wish
[] Ask Kyubey some questions.
-[] Somehow, you doubt magical girls are the warriors of love and justice everyone makes them out to be. It's too good to be true.
-[] Write-in questions
[] Write-in
Becoming a magical girl wasn't mandatory.
MTG's mana coloration / mana costs and the system for this quest are not identical. Not even close. Nor will you be able to cast any specific spells from the game; similar things may crop up, but trying to search the card game for specific feats would be somewhat pointless.
You will learn how the system works at the same time as Jade. I will elaborate if you should have learned something, but my explanation was insufficient.
MTG's mana coloration / mana costs and the system for this quest are not identical. Not even close. Nor will you be able to cast any specific spells from the game; similar things may crop up, but trying to search the card game for specific feats would be somewhat pointless.
You will learn how the system works at the same time as Jade. I will elaborate if you should have learned something, but my explanation was insufficient.
It may take me a bit to get all the posts up. If you haven't read about 200k words yet, odds are I'm not finished. Story posts are threadmarked in the primary Ignition thread.
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Prior History & Common Knowledge
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Character Sheet, Spoiler-free Section (contains some personal history)
Age: 16
This is you. The outcast.
Previous Events
Common Knowledge: MGs and Witches
Witches
- Witches are monsters created from the negative emotion of humans. They try to spawn more of themselves by causing suicides, killing people, and generally spreading despair.
-- Normal humans cannot effectively fight witches. If you see one, run.
- Witches, with only a few exceptions, are too weak to survive in the outside world. They hide within pocket dimensions called "barriers" and target those who wander nearby.
- Witches can gain new abilities by killing magical girls.
- Witches will often adopt a form based on the circumstances behind their creation. For example, a witch born from the negative emotion created by a hospital might take the form of a syringe.
-- Witches are weird.
- Witches specifically target girls with magical potential, as a sort of pre-emptive strike.
Magical Girls
- Magical girls are created by Kyubey, an adorable creature which the Internet has fondly labelled a "bunnycat".
-- Kyubey has multiple bodies and can operate them all independently of one another. It's unclear as to if he's a hive-mind race or just one entity with multiple bodies. Most people assume the latter.
-- The vast majority of humans believe Kyubey to be a spirit created from positive emotion.
--- Many believe that if there's a large enough concentration of positive emotion, Kyubey will gain another body.
-- Kyubey can speak, and be spoken to by MG candidates / magical girls, telepathically.
- Whereas witches are the physical manifestations of despair, magical girls represent hope.
- What marks someone as "qualified" to become a magical girl is unknown.
- If the source of a magical girl's power completely runs out of energy, they will die.
-- It can be recharged, but few people know the specifics. Most people assume Kyubey does it.
-- If the source of their power is destroyed, they will die.
-- Once a person becomes a magical girl, they cannot be turned back into an ordinary human.
- Males cannot become "magical boys", much to the displeasure of many of them.
- In exchange for a lifetime of fighting witches, magical girls get to have a single wish fulfilled. It is not all-powerful and the exact limitations are unknown.
- Magical girls can use magic. Duh.
Age: 16
This is you. The outcast.
Previous Events
Your father was a stage magician, although you always noticed that his displays of "magic" often involved more fireworks and explosions than actual sleight-of-hand. That's not to say he was particularly bad at the latter; he just seemed to prefer setting things on fire instead of pulling terrified animals out of a hat.
Some of your fondest memories are of learning how to properly handle the tools of your father's trade without getting hurt. While other children were learning fire safety, you had progressed past that and moved on to the proper handling of minor explosives.
Unfortunately, he managed to get involved with the "wrong sort" twenty months ago, owing them a favor for some unknown reason. You suspect it may have been related to the flashier (and more explosive) acts needed to compete with the reveal of magical girls.
Four and a half months after that, he died when the roof collapsed on top of him in the middle of a performance. A freak accident, the police said. You had worried about his possible ties to organized crime for nothing.
Regardless, you'll never forget seeing two tons of metal and glass falling on your unsuspecting father.
Some of your fondest memories are of learning how to properly handle the tools of your father's trade without getting hurt. While other children were learning fire safety, you had progressed past that and moved on to the proper handling of minor explosives.
Unfortunately, he managed to get involved with the "wrong sort" twenty months ago, owing them a favor for some unknown reason. You suspect it may have been related to the flashier (and more explosive) acts needed to compete with the reveal of magical girls.
Four and a half months after that, he died when the roof collapsed on top of him in the middle of a performance. A freak accident, the police said. You had worried about his possible ties to organized crime for nothing.
Regardless, you'll never forget seeing two tons of metal and glass falling on your unsuspecting father.
Your mother was a professional cook, although the term "mad science" had often been thrown around in her kitchen. Just like everything else. She didn't really bother with silly things like recipes, instead preferring to trust her gut and the contents of her pantry to see things through. Oddly enough, her chaotic method of cooking almost always worked. People even paid for a "subscription", a small share of whatever she cooked each day. Many of her subscribers took it as a challenge, especially those who adored spicy food.
Thanks to her, you've acquired what some believe to be a very strange taste in food. You treat it as normal and consider what everyone else eats to be kinda bland.
After your father's death, she started acting rather odd. You often caught her crying whenever fireworks went off outside and even when popcorn was being cooked. If it produced any sort of a pop, it was likely to set her off.
Exactly one month after your father died, she deliberately poisoned herself, you, and six others. Four people, including your mother, died. You only managed to survive due to prompt medical attention and quite a large amount of luck.
You're not sure if you'll ever look at curry the same way again.
Thanks to her, you've acquired what some believe to be a very strange taste in food. You treat it as normal and consider what everyone else eats to be kinda bland.
After your father's death, she started acting rather odd. You often caught her crying whenever fireworks went off outside and even when popcorn was being cooked. If it produced any sort of a pop, it was likely to set her off.
Exactly one month after your father died, she deliberately poisoned herself, you, and six others. Four people, including your mother, died. You only managed to survive due to prompt medical attention and quite a large amount of luck.
You're not sure if you'll ever look at curry the same way again.
You used to be happy and enthusastic. Each new day was bright and full of adventure. You didn't worry too much about long-term planning and just tackled each situation as it was presented to you.
"Used to be" being the key phrase. Watching your dad die changed you. Many of the activities you used to take pleasure in reminded you of your father; they no longer gave you any joy. Your friends quickly got tired of your eternal aura of depression and stopped inviting you to spend time with them.
Things only got worse when your mother tried to kill you both. Moving to the orphanage, and changing schools in the process, should have been a fresh start. It wasn't, not really. Somebody decided to spread word of what your mother had done and pointed to your blank expression as a sign that you were planning a repeat performance.
It was total nonsense, but it was nonsense they could believe all too easily. You became a social outcast within days of transferring.
Even when the other students weren't avoiding you, they still didn't want an outsider intruding. The same held true for the other teenagers at the orphanage. They had already formed their own social groups and weren't interested in any additions. Your halting attempts to interact with them were ignored, or worse, mocked.
It wasn't at all fair. Did they care? Nope.
"Used to be" being the key phrase. Watching your dad die changed you. Many of the activities you used to take pleasure in reminded you of your father; they no longer gave you any joy. Your friends quickly got tired of your eternal aura of depression and stopped inviting you to spend time with them.
Things only got worse when your mother tried to kill you both. Moving to the orphanage, and changing schools in the process, should have been a fresh start. It wasn't, not really. Somebody decided to spread word of what your mother had done and pointed to your blank expression as a sign that you were planning a repeat performance.
It was total nonsense, but it was nonsense they could believe all too easily. You became a social outcast within days of transferring.
Even when the other students weren't avoiding you, they still didn't want an outsider intruding. The same held true for the other teenagers at the orphanage. They had already formed their own social groups and weren't interested in any additions. Your halting attempts to interact with them were ignored, or worse, mocked.
It wasn't at all fair. Did they care? Nope.
Common Knowledge: MGs and Witches
Witches
- Witches are monsters created from the negative emotion of humans. They try to spawn more of themselves by causing suicides, killing people, and generally spreading despair.
-- Normal humans cannot effectively fight witches. If you see one, run.
- Witches, with only a few exceptions, are too weak to survive in the outside world. They hide within pocket dimensions called "barriers" and target those who wander nearby.
- Witches can gain new abilities by killing magical girls.
- Witches will often adopt a form based on the circumstances behind their creation. For example, a witch born from the negative emotion created by a hospital might take the form of a syringe.
-- Witches are weird.
- Witches specifically target girls with magical potential, as a sort of pre-emptive strike.
Magical Girls
- Magical girls are created by Kyubey, an adorable creature which the Internet has fondly labelled a "bunnycat".
-- Kyubey has multiple bodies and can operate them all independently of one another. It's unclear as to if he's a hive-mind race or just one entity with multiple bodies. Most people assume the latter.
-- The vast majority of humans believe Kyubey to be a spirit created from positive emotion.
--- Many believe that if there's a large enough concentration of positive emotion, Kyubey will gain another body.
-- Kyubey can speak, and be spoken to by MG candidates / magical girls, telepathically.
- Whereas witches are the physical manifestations of despair, magical girls represent hope.
- What marks someone as "qualified" to become a magical girl is unknown.
- If the source of a magical girl's power completely runs out of energy, they will die.
-- It can be recharged, but few people know the specifics. Most people assume Kyubey does it.
-- If the source of their power is destroyed, they will die.
-- Once a person becomes a magical girl, they cannot be turned back into an ordinary human.
- Males cannot become "magical boys", much to the displeasure of many of them.
- In exchange for a lifetime of fighting witches, magical girls get to have a single wish fulfilled. It is not all-powerful and the exact limitations are unknown.
- Magical girls can use magic. Duh.
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0.2: Contract?
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Ask Kyubey some questions.
-[X] Somehow, you doubt magical girls are the warriors of love and justice everyone makes them out to be. It's too good to be true.
-[X] "What's the average life expectancy of magical girls? How limited is my karmic potential? What does the contract say? What's in it for you?"
-[X] "Where do witches come from?"
...Honestly, this feels a little off to you. Despite what you may want, the world isn't fair; it seems rather odd that Kyubey came to you right when you were really rather upset. Additionally, he has no thumbs; you don't see how he could possibly sneak in to your room. Unless he's been hiding under your bed for the past few hours or something, which is really creepy and not cute at all.
"What's the average life expectancy of magical girls?"
"Telling you the average would be both discouraging and misleading, as there do exist those who die during their very first witch fight. They manage to drag the average down significantly all by themselves."
You blink and try to ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach. You didn't know about those girls. The magical girls everyone talks about are the ones who have lived for several years.
"How limited is my karmic potential?"
"I'm afraid I'm unsure of how to answer that question. You could likely wish for all the people on a single floor of a hospital to be healed and have that wish be granted."
"What does the contract say?"
There's a slight pause. Somehow, you don't think he gets that question very often.
"There is no written contract. We can use the term 'agreement' if you prefer. In summary, in exchange for your wish, you will be expected to kill witches wherever you encounter them."
Well, that's nothing you didn't know already. Still, something that open-ended makes you just a little bit nervous. At least there are no loopholes to exploit, right?
"What's in this for you? Why turn people into magical girls?"
"Part of my job involves keeping humanity alive. If there were no magical girls, witches would wipe out all life on this planet."
...That's the first you've heard of Kyubey having an actual 'job'. The forums would love to hear about this one.
"Where do witches come from?"
"They are entities born from accumulated despair and sadness. So long as humanity survives, witches will continue to be created." he pauses. "Unless you were to somehow lose all emotion, but I do not believe you would consider that an acceptable trade-off."
You try to imagine a race with no emotion and promptly shudder. Without any desire to do anything, they'd all just lie down and starve to death. No, witches are definitely the lesser of two evils.
[] "...I need more time to think." You know he won't leave you alone until you outright refuse. Kyubey has several bodies, after all; he can afford to spend some time following you.
[] Refuse, for now. You can't wish for the world to become perfectly fair and you don't have anything else you want to wish for right now. The orphanage where you live is doing rather well, your grades are average, you don't have any friends to use your wish for...
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to make the world a little bit brighter.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A way to get something in return for how much the world has hurt you. It's only fair.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to actually go out and do something. You hadn't really expected Kyubey to show up, but now that he's here, you have no reason to refuse. It'll be fun!
-[] Write-in wish
[] Ask Kyubey some questions.
-[] Write-in questions
[] Write-in
-[X] Somehow, you doubt magical girls are the warriors of love and justice everyone makes them out to be. It's too good to be true.
-[X] "What's the average life expectancy of magical girls? How limited is my karmic potential? What does the contract say? What's in it for you?"
-[X] "Where do witches come from?"
...Honestly, this feels a little off to you. Despite what you may want, the world isn't fair; it seems rather odd that Kyubey came to you right when you were really rather upset. Additionally, he has no thumbs; you don't see how he could possibly sneak in to your room. Unless he's been hiding under your bed for the past few hours or something, which is really creepy and not cute at all.
"What's the average life expectancy of magical girls?"
"Telling you the average would be both discouraging and misleading, as there do exist those who die during their very first witch fight. They manage to drag the average down significantly all by themselves."
You blink and try to ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach. You didn't know about those girls. The magical girls everyone talks about are the ones who have lived for several years.
"How limited is my karmic potential?"
"I'm afraid I'm unsure of how to answer that question. You could likely wish for all the people on a single floor of a hospital to be healed and have that wish be granted."
"What does the contract say?"
There's a slight pause. Somehow, you don't think he gets that question very often.
"There is no written contract. We can use the term 'agreement' if you prefer. In summary, in exchange for your wish, you will be expected to kill witches wherever you encounter them."
Well, that's nothing you didn't know already. Still, something that open-ended makes you just a little bit nervous. At least there are no loopholes to exploit, right?
"What's in this for you? Why turn people into magical girls?"
"Part of my job involves keeping humanity alive. If there were no magical girls, witches would wipe out all life on this planet."
...That's the first you've heard of Kyubey having an actual 'job'. The forums would love to hear about this one.
"Where do witches come from?"
"They are entities born from accumulated despair and sadness. So long as humanity survives, witches will continue to be created." he pauses. "Unless you were to somehow lose all emotion, but I do not believe you would consider that an acceptable trade-off."
You try to imagine a race with no emotion and promptly shudder. Without any desire to do anything, they'd all just lie down and starve to death. No, witches are definitely the lesser of two evils.
[] "...I need more time to think." You know he won't leave you alone until you outright refuse. Kyubey has several bodies, after all; he can afford to spend some time following you.
[] Refuse, for now. You can't wish for the world to become perfectly fair and you don't have anything else you want to wish for right now. The orphanage where you live is doing rather well, your grades are average, you don't have any friends to use your wish for...
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to make the world a little bit brighter.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A way to get something in return for how much the world has hurt you. It's only fair.
-[] Write-in wish
[] This is what you wanted, isn't it? A chance to actually go out and do something. You hadn't really expected Kyubey to show up, but now that he's here, you have no reason to refuse. It'll be fun!
-[] Write-in wish
[] Ask Kyubey some questions.
-[] Write-in questions
[] Write-in
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0.3: No Contract...?
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[x] Refuse, for now. You can't wish for the world to become perfectly fair and you don't have anything else you want to wish for right now. The orphanage where you live is doing rather well, your grades are average, you don't have any friends to use your wish for...
You try to think of something to wish for, but come up rather blank. A few possibilities flick through your mind, but nothing you can point to as worth your one and only wish. It might be best to save it in case something horrible happens. Still, you don't think it would be a very good idea to tell your intentions to Kyubey. He might encourage you to wish for something stupid just so you can become a magical girl.
"Thank you, Kyubey, but I'm not really interested right now. Maybe later?"
Kyubey's head droops in disappointment. "I am sorry to hear that. You may contact me via telepathy if you ever decide to become a defender of humanity. Be warned that the longer you go without becoming a magical girl, the more likely it is that you will be attacked by a witch. All too often, they can be found near the corpses of girls who could have become magical girls prior to their death."
Without another word, he vanishes under your bed. You wait expectantly for him to come out the other side, then start to wonder what on earth he's doing down there when he doesn't do so.
You peek under the bed and find... a severe absence of Kyubey's presence.
Okay, gone from 'creepy' to just 'weird'. I guess that explains how he looks after the entire planet... Is he Schrodinger's bunnycat? He can't vanish unless nobody is looking at him?
Well, no matter. Now that he's gone, you're free to think about Kyubey's visit. Alone. With nobody to talk to save yourself.
...A part of you wishes you hadn't sent him away.
[] Go to sleep. It's already 8:00 PM; that isn't too unreasonable of a bedtime.
-[] Contact Kyubey and ask him if you can hug him until you go to sleep. You're not allowed to have pets of your own and your room seems awfully empty right now...
[] Browse the Internet and try to find more information on magical girls.
-[] Concrete stuff, not the fluff about love and justice.
-[] Write-in specific topics
[] Browse the Internet to cheer yourself up.
-[] Look at the news.
-[] Look at cat pictures and videos. When in doubt, resort to the cute.
--[] Look at other adorable animals, too.
-[] Write-in
[] You know what? Screw loneliness! You're off to play video games.
-[] Strategy
-[] Shooters
-[] Puzzle
-[] Other? (write-in)
[] Read a book, or maybe some manga?
-[] (Write-in genre)
[] Write-in
You may write-in to contact Kyubey and make a wish at any time. It may take him a bit to arrive, though...
CHARACTER CREATION VOTING IS LOCKED
Name?
[] Jade
[] Nephri
[] Gabriel
[] Aria
[] Write-in
Age?
[] 13
[] 14
[] 15
[] 16
[] 17
[] 18
Appearance?
[] Hoodie
[] Glasses
[] Violet
[X] Skull
[] Sparkles
[] Leaf
[] Butterfly
[] Spin
[] Write/photo-in
Late arrivals:
[] Heart
[] Blossom
You try to think of something to wish for, but come up rather blank. A few possibilities flick through your mind, but nothing you can point to as worth your one and only wish. It might be best to save it in case something horrible happens. Still, you don't think it would be a very good idea to tell your intentions to Kyubey. He might encourage you to wish for something stupid just so you can become a magical girl.
"Thank you, Kyubey, but I'm not really interested right now. Maybe later?"
Kyubey's head droops in disappointment. "I am sorry to hear that. You may contact me via telepathy if you ever decide to become a defender of humanity. Be warned that the longer you go without becoming a magical girl, the more likely it is that you will be attacked by a witch. All too often, they can be found near the corpses of girls who could have become magical girls prior to their death."
Without another word, he vanishes under your bed. You wait expectantly for him to come out the other side, then start to wonder what on earth he's doing down there when he doesn't do so.
You peek under the bed and find... a severe absence of Kyubey's presence.
Okay, gone from 'creepy' to just 'weird'. I guess that explains how he looks after the entire planet... Is he Schrodinger's bunnycat? He can't vanish unless nobody is looking at him?
Well, no matter. Now that he's gone, you're free to think about Kyubey's visit. Alone. With nobody to talk to save yourself.
...A part of you wishes you hadn't sent him away.
[] Go to sleep. It's already 8:00 PM; that isn't too unreasonable of a bedtime.
-[] Contact Kyubey and ask him if you can hug him until you go to sleep. You're not allowed to have pets of your own and your room seems awfully empty right now...
[] Browse the Internet and try to find more information on magical girls.
-[] Concrete stuff, not the fluff about love and justice.
-[] Write-in specific topics
[] Browse the Internet to cheer yourself up.
-[] Look at the news.
-[] Look at cat pictures and videos. When in doubt, resort to the cute.
--[] Look at other adorable animals, too.
-[] Write-in
[] You know what? Screw loneliness! You're off to play video games.
-[] Strategy
-[] Shooters
-[] Puzzle
-[] Other? (write-in)
[] Read a book, or maybe some manga?
-[] (Write-in genre)
[] Write-in
You may write-in to contact Kyubey and make a wish at any time. It may take him a bit to arrive, though...
CHARACTER CREATION VOTING IS LOCKED
Name?
[] Jade
[] Nephri
[] Gabriel
[] Aria
[] Write-in
Age?
[] 13
[] 14
[] 15
[] 16
[] 17
[] 18
Appearance?
[] Hoodie
[] Glasses
[] Violet
[X] Skull
[] Sparkles
[] Leaf
[] Butterfly
[] Spin
[] Write/photo-in
Late arrivals:
[] Heart
[] Blossom
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0.4: Hive of Hope and Justice
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Browse the Internet and try to find more information on magical girls.
-[X] Concrete stuff, not the fluff about love and justice.
-[X] Try to find common trends in abilities.
-[X] Also try to find life expectancy outside of your vague knowledge of multiple years and "one hunt" from QB.
You decide that sleeping can wait. Kyubey came to your room and offered to let you become a magical girl. You. The outcast. The life of a magical girl may not all be sunshine and rainbows, but it could definitely be an improvement over your current lifestyle. You might actually be able to bond with other magical girls, for one thing. Plus, what about non-combat applications for your magic? Nobody says you have to spend all your time using your abilities to fight witches, right? Okay, some people do, but they're jerks anyway.
You shove yourself out of bed, crawl over to your desk, boot up your semi-ancient laptop, and get to work.
Barely five minutes in, you determine that your task is going to be significantly harder than expected. The news only seems to report the victories of magical girls, not their failures. You do learn one thing, however: magical girls are symbols of love, justice, and above all, hope. Close enough.
It takes you almost an hour to find a forum that isn't full of fakes and posers: MGN, or Magical Girl Network. Another two minutes, and you've found a thread that wasn't quite what you were looking for, but should be helpful anyway.
Sigil of Light
Senior Magical Girl
(Original Poster)
Hello, everyone! Sigil of Light here. I've tried to compile some of the ideas and advice people have had on this forum into one easy-to-read thread. I hope it helps! (sorry, couldn't resist)
1: To start off, you should know that wishes are finicky little things. They seem to operate more off intent than wording, but that doesn't necessarily mean you'll get what you want. Be careful and think things over before you make your wish; there are no take-backs.
2: Whatever you do, don't waste your wish. If you honestly can't think of anything else, a lot of norms will pay a fortune to have you use it to cure them of some horrific disease or crippling injury. Not to mention the authorities freak out a lot less if you do something like that instead of just wishing for wealth. The latter rarely (see: never) ends well.
3: Your abilities are going to be influenced by your wish. People who wish to heal others are often healers, those who wish for friends might be able to magically make themselves more charismatic, people who wish to go someplace else could be teleporters, and so on. It's not a perfect science, but it works pretty well as a general rule. If you want a certain powerset, there's a sub-forum elsewhere on this very site devoted to trying to figure out what wishes will grant what abilities.
I myself wished for my house and home to always be safe from all invaders and got some pretty nifty defensive abilities as a result.
4: We're here to help! If you have a magical girl in your neighborhood and you're just starting out, don't be afraid to approach her for advice and assistance. We're all in this together.
5: Be sure to get some combat practice in before you try to fight your first witch. People don't really like to talk about this, but there are two kinds of magical girls: those who survive indefinitely, and those who die within a week or two. Most of us fall into the former, but some people rush in and end up dying. Please don't join the ranks of the latter category. Like I said earlier, you aren't alone in this.
Well. That was... a thing. You notice MGN has a live chat; maybe you could hop on and say hello?
[] That's enough research for one night. Go to sleep. (Currently 8:57 PM)
[] Hop on to their chat and say hello!
-[] Username? (Write-in; Guest if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[] Do you have something specific in mind? (Write-in)
[] Write-in
On the internet, nobody knows you're a bunnycat.
-[X] Concrete stuff, not the fluff about love and justice.
-[X] Try to find common trends in abilities.
-[X] Also try to find life expectancy outside of your vague knowledge of multiple years and "one hunt" from QB.
You decide that sleeping can wait. Kyubey came to your room and offered to let you become a magical girl. You. The outcast. The life of a magical girl may not all be sunshine and rainbows, but it could definitely be an improvement over your current lifestyle. You might actually be able to bond with other magical girls, for one thing. Plus, what about non-combat applications for your magic? Nobody says you have to spend all your time using your abilities to fight witches, right? Okay, some people do, but they're jerks anyway.
You shove yourself out of bed, crawl over to your desk, boot up your semi-ancient laptop, and get to work.
Barely five minutes in, you determine that your task is going to be significantly harder than expected. The news only seems to report the victories of magical girls, not their failures. You do learn one thing, however: magical girls are symbols of love, justice, and above all, hope. Close enough.
It takes you almost an hour to find a forum that isn't full of fakes and posers: MGN, or Magical Girl Network. Another two minutes, and you've found a thread that wasn't quite what you were looking for, but should be helpful anyway.
-----> Potential/New Magical Girls: READ ME FIRST! <-----
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Sigil of Light
Senior Magical Girl
(Original Poster)
Hello, everyone! Sigil of Light here. I've tried to compile some of the ideas and advice people have had on this forum into one easy-to-read thread. I hope it helps! (sorry, couldn't resist)
1: To start off, you should know that wishes are finicky little things. They seem to operate more off intent than wording, but that doesn't necessarily mean you'll get what you want. Be careful and think things over before you make your wish; there are no take-backs.
2: Whatever you do, don't waste your wish. If you honestly can't think of anything else, a lot of norms will pay a fortune to have you use it to cure them of some horrific disease or crippling injury. Not to mention the authorities freak out a lot less if you do something like that instead of just wishing for wealth. The latter rarely (see: never) ends well.
3: Your abilities are going to be influenced by your wish. People who wish to heal others are often healers, those who wish for friends might be able to magically make themselves more charismatic, people who wish to go someplace else could be teleporters, and so on. It's not a perfect science, but it works pretty well as a general rule. If you want a certain powerset, there's a sub-forum elsewhere on this very site devoted to trying to figure out what wishes will grant what abilities.
I myself wished for my house and home to always be safe from all invaders and got some pretty nifty defensive abilities as a result.
4: We're here to help! If you have a magical girl in your neighborhood and you're just starting out, don't be afraid to approach her for advice and assistance. We're all in this together.
5: Be sure to get some combat practice in before you try to fight your first witch. People don't really like to talk about this, but there are two kinds of magical girls: those who survive indefinitely, and those who die within a week or two. Most of us fall into the former, but some people rush in and end up dying. Please don't join the ranks of the latter category. Like I said earlier, you aren't alone in this.
Well. That was... a thing. You notice MGN has a live chat; maybe you could hop on and say hello?
[] That's enough research for one night. Go to sleep. (Currently 8:57 PM)
[] Hop on to their chat and say hello!
-[] Username? (Write-in; Guest if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[] Do you have something specific in mind? (Write-in)
[] Write-in
On the internet, nobody knows you're a bunnycat.
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0.5: Research & Heirloom
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[X] Wish suggestion forum, and do brief searches on the following topics:
There's... an awful lot here, actually. If you want a specific skillset, there's a thread devoted to helping people find a wish that would give it to them.
--[X] Any wishes that resulted in powers formanipulating Grief, or affecting emotions.
--[X] Any concrete examples of social powers, like mentioned in the Readme? Being charming would be nice.
Sadly, this appears to be one of the more heated topics on the forums. It looks like the "improved charisma" is actually a rather uncommon version of what a person could get by wishing for friends; usually, they end up with the ability to make other people like them using magic. Some people argue that it's mind control, some claim that it's a tool and isn't inherently good or bad.
Either way, thanks to these arguments, it's really rather difficult to find any wishes that might grant you abilities like this. Wishing to be able to make other people happier is one of the less morally-dubious wish suggestions related to emotional manipulation.
--[X] Any concrete examples of cognitive powers
Abilities that improve your thinking speed are really rather uncommon, but by no means unheard of. Improved memory, or learning speed, or information gathering abilities are much more common. Most of them come from wishes related to doing better in school.
Someone warns that wishing for a direct boost to your intelligence is actually surprisingly useless. The initial bonus granted by the wish was apparently pretty nice, but then they got powers related to boosting it even further. Those cost magic to use and weren't very useful in combat.
--[X] See if there's rough guidelines about potential. What happened to girls who were really ambitious with their wishes?
You're unable to find any specific examples of 'ambitious' girls, and it takes a while to find anything even remotely related to the topic. Eventually, you find one piece of information that you believe to be really rather important: the more power it takes to fulfill your wish, the smaller your maximum magical reserves as a magical girl will be. Given as magical girls die if their source of magic isn't recharged before it runs out completely...
You shudder and hope you're over-thinking things.
[X] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[X] Readme also said to look for girls nearby. Any names? Does it have sub forums for different regions?
It doesn't look like most of the girls in your region bother to use the forums, but there is a list of active magical girls by city. Most towns/cities have three to eight. You quickly scroll down to your own.
Jeanne is the only person in your city who bothered to actually give her contact information. Presumably, the other two people were added by other users.
[] Call Jeanne. It's already 9:44 PM, but magical girls often hunt at night, right? Hopefully, you won't wake her up...
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Go to sleep.
[] Hop on to MGN's chat and say hello!
-[] Username? (Write-in; Guest if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[] Do you have something specific in mind? (Write-in)
[] Write-in
Prior to the dea- prior to your parents going someplace else, your parents gave you a pendant and told you to keep track of it. You're honestly not quite sure what it's supposed to be. The material is too sturdy to be glass; a bully once threw it straight at a concrete wall and it remained perfectly unharmed.
Regardless of its inexplicable durability, the pendant is one of the only things you inherited from your parents. It might just be your imagination, but you think it might actually do something besides just look pretty. Maybe. Even if it does do something, the effects are only temporary anyway.
Inside it is...
[] A tiny, tiny ecosystem. So long as you continue to supply it with sunlight, it will remain alive. Somehow.
Holding it helps remind you that, even if humans scorn you, animals never will. They don't care what you say, or what other people say about you. It's obvious when you've upset them or when they're happy, and it's a lot easier to learn how to make them happy.
[X] A ruby. Veins of some other material make the pendant look like lava is running through it.
Holding it encourages you to do something, no matter what that might be. There's a time for thought, and there's a time for action. The latter is much, much more common, so go out and have some fun already!
[] A black diamond. The area around it somehow seems darker than it should be.
Holding it helps you realize how utterly insignificant other people are. Their opinions are invalid and should only be heeded if doing so would somehow benefit you. The world is a dark and ugly place; other people don't help you, so why should you help them?
[] A tiny pool of water with what looks like flecks of crystal floating in it.
Holding it helps you calm down and think. Emotion is fine and all, but when people start saying awful things about you, the pendant really helps with putting things in perspective. What they say is nothing but words, and words intended to hurt. There is no reason to listen to them.
[] A beautiful crystal that scatters rainbow light everywhere.
Holding it reminds you that, no matter how bad things may seem, it won't always be that way. The world is full of good and kind people; it's only a matter of time until you finally find those who you can support and will support you.
Heirloom picking had a pretty major impact on Jade's personality.
-[X] Wish suggestion forum, and do brief searches on the following topics:
There's... an awful lot here, actually. If you want a specific skillset, there's a thread devoted to helping people find a wish that would give it to them.
--[X] Any wishes that resulted in powers for
--[X] Any concrete examples of social powers, like mentioned in the Readme? Being charming would be nice.
Sadly, this appears to be one of the more heated topics on the forums. It looks like the "improved charisma" is actually a rather uncommon version of what a person could get by wishing for friends; usually, they end up with the ability to make other people like them using magic. Some people argue that it's mind control, some claim that it's a tool and isn't inherently good or bad.
Either way, thanks to these arguments, it's really rather difficult to find any wishes that might grant you abilities like this. Wishing to be able to make other people happier is one of the less morally-dubious wish suggestions related to emotional manipulation.
--[X] Any concrete examples of cognitive powers
Abilities that improve your thinking speed are really rather uncommon, but by no means unheard of. Improved memory, or learning speed, or information gathering abilities are much more common. Most of them come from wishes related to doing better in school.
Someone warns that wishing for a direct boost to your intelligence is actually surprisingly useless. The initial bonus granted by the wish was apparently pretty nice, but then they got powers related to boosting it even further. Those cost magic to use and weren't very useful in combat.
--[X] See if there's rough guidelines about potential. What happened to girls who were really ambitious with their wishes?
You're unable to find any specific examples of 'ambitious' girls, and it takes a while to find anything even remotely related to the topic. Eventually, you find one piece of information that you believe to be really rather important: the more power it takes to fulfill your wish, the smaller your maximum magical reserves as a magical girl will be. Given as magical girls die if their source of magic isn't recharged before it runs out completely...
You shudder and hope you're over-thinking things.
[X] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[X] Readme also said to look for girls nearby. Any names? Does it have sub forums for different regions?
It doesn't look like most of the girls in your region bother to use the forums, but there is a list of active magical girls by city. Most towns/cities have three to eight. You quickly scroll down to your own.
Kibonoshi: Radiant Dawn (senior MG), Jeanne Lorelle (senior MG), Cloudseeker (newbie)
Jeanne is the only person in your city who bothered to actually give her contact information. Presumably, the other two people were added by other users.
[] Call Jeanne. It's already 9:44 PM, but magical girls often hunt at night, right? Hopefully, you won't wake her up...
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Go to sleep.
[] Hop on to MGN's chat and say hello!
-[] Username? (Write-in; Guest if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Browse the forum for anything else useful.
-[] Do you have something specific in mind? (Write-in)
[] Write-in
Prior to the dea- prior to your parents going someplace else, your parents gave you a pendant and told you to keep track of it. You're honestly not quite sure what it's supposed to be. The material is too sturdy to be glass; a bully once threw it straight at a concrete wall and it remained perfectly unharmed.
Regardless of its inexplicable durability, the pendant is one of the only things you inherited from your parents. It might just be your imagination, but you think it might actually do something besides just look pretty. Maybe. Even if it does do something, the effects are only temporary anyway.
Inside it is...
[] A tiny, tiny ecosystem. So long as you continue to supply it with sunlight, it will remain alive. Somehow.
Holding it helps remind you that, even if humans scorn you, animals never will. They don't care what you say, or what other people say about you. It's obvious when you've upset them or when they're happy, and it's a lot easier to learn how to make them happy.
[X] A ruby. Veins of some other material make the pendant look like lava is running through it.
Holding it encourages you to do something, no matter what that might be. There's a time for thought, and there's a time for action. The latter is much, much more common, so go out and have some fun already!
[] A black diamond. The area around it somehow seems darker than it should be.
Holding it helps you realize how utterly insignificant other people are. Their opinions are invalid and should only be heeded if doing so would somehow benefit you. The world is a dark and ugly place; other people don't help you, so why should you help them?
[] A tiny pool of water with what looks like flecks of crystal floating in it.
Holding it helps you calm down and think. Emotion is fine and all, but when people start saying awful things about you, the pendant really helps with putting things in perspective. What they say is nothing but words, and words intended to hurt. There is no reason to listen to them.
[] A beautiful crystal that scatters rainbow light everywhere.
Holding it reminds you that, no matter how bad things may seem, it won't always be that way. The world is full of good and kind people; it's only a matter of time until you finally find those who you can support and will support you.
Heirloom picking had a pretty major impact on Jade's personality.
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0.6: A Good Night's Sleep
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Go to sleep.
You yawn, blinking blearily at the clock displayed on your computer screen. 9:45; if you stay up much longer, you might not even remember anything else you look at. Time to go to sleep. It's not like you won't be able to do everything else in the morning.
You bookmark MGN, shut the computer down, stumble into to your bed, and promptly fall unconscious.
You find yourself in an endless black void, devoid of anything and everything. Taste, touch, sound, sight, smell... none of them give you any feedback, any information on how to navigate the void.
Despite the sheer emptiness all around you, you have the distinct feeling you aren't alone. Something else is in here. Something alien, uncaring, and very, very hungry. It hasn't noticed you yet, but you have the feeling that it's only a matter of time. If you can't get out of the void, it will devour you.
You try to run, to hide, but where can you hide in an endless sea of nothing? Where can you run when the threat is simultaneously everywhere and nowhere? You're stuck attempting a futile method of escape while it gets closer and closer...
You wake up screaming. It takes you several minutes to stop shaking, during which time you are very, very glad the walls of the orphanage are sound-proofed. The caretakers didn't want new arrivals keeping the other children awake with their crying. Although you aren't exactly new, it looks like you're going to be benefiting from their chosen building design anyway.
You continue lying in bed for several minutes, ignoring the sunshine streaming through your bedroom window. You consider trying to go back to sleep, but your stomach decides to submit a verbal complaint in response to that thought. Magical girl candidate or not, you do need food to continue functioning. Time doesn't stop just because your mind decided that you really needed a nightmare.
[] Remain huddled in bed and try to ignore the lingering memory of the void staring back at you.
[] Go downstairs and eat breakfast. Some of the other kids should be waking up right about now, but you still need to eat.
-[] Head back to your room if some of them start acting cruel once again.
-[] Try to actually talk to some of the recent arrivals. Maybe you could actually make a friend...?
[] Grab some food and immediately retreat back to your room. You've tried making friends with some of the other children before; it always ends horribly. Even when it looks like you start to succeed, they just turn on you later.
[] Continue doing research on magical girls.
-[] What topics? (write-in)
[] Hop on to MGN's chat and say hello.
-[] Username? (Write-in; Wishmaker if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Call Jeanne.
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Send Jeanne a message on MGN.
-[] It won't be as quick, but at least you'll be able to avoid saying the wrong thing and messing everything up.
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Write-in
You yawn, blinking blearily at the clock displayed on your computer screen. 9:45; if you stay up much longer, you might not even remember anything else you look at. Time to go to sleep. It's not like you won't be able to do everything else in the morning.
You bookmark MGN, shut the computer down, stumble into to your bed, and promptly fall unconscious.
You find yourself in an endless black void, devoid of anything and everything. Taste, touch, sound, sight, smell... none of them give you any feedback, any information on how to navigate the void.
Despite the sheer emptiness all around you, you have the distinct feeling you aren't alone. Something else is in here. Something alien, uncaring, and very, very hungry. It hasn't noticed you yet, but you have the feeling that it's only a matter of time. If you can't get out of the void, it will devour you.
You try to run, to hide, but where can you hide in an endless sea of nothing? Where can you run when the threat is simultaneously everywhere and nowhere? You're stuck attempting a futile method of escape while it gets closer and closer...
You wake up screaming. It takes you several minutes to stop shaking, during which time you are very, very glad the walls of the orphanage are sound-proofed. The caretakers didn't want new arrivals keeping the other children awake with their crying. Although you aren't exactly new, it looks like you're going to be benefiting from their chosen building design anyway.
You continue lying in bed for several minutes, ignoring the sunshine streaming through your bedroom window. You consider trying to go back to sleep, but your stomach decides to submit a verbal complaint in response to that thought. Magical girl candidate or not, you do need food to continue functioning. Time doesn't stop just because your mind decided that you really needed a nightmare.
[] Remain huddled in bed and try to ignore the lingering memory of the void staring back at you.
[] Go downstairs and eat breakfast. Some of the other kids should be waking up right about now, but you still need to eat.
-[] Head back to your room if some of them start acting cruel once again.
-[] Try to actually talk to some of the recent arrivals. Maybe you could actually make a friend...?
[] Grab some food and immediately retreat back to your room. You've tried making friends with some of the other children before; it always ends horribly. Even when it looks like you start to succeed, they just turn on you later.
[] Continue doing research on magical girls.
-[] What topics? (write-in)
[] Hop on to MGN's chat and say hello.
-[] Username? (Write-in; Wishmaker if left blank)
-[] Ask them some questions. (Write-in)
--[] Explain your situation, but be careful not to give any hints that could possibly trace back to you, like being an orphan. Or having no friends.
--[] Explain your situation in semi-detail: friendless, orphan, etc. You won't say your real name, of course, but they can't help you very well if they don't know your circumstances, now can they?
---[] Don't mention your problems with loneliness. That's your business and is kinda embarrassing to admit...
[] Call Jeanne.
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Send Jeanne a message on MGN.
-[] It won't be as quick, but at least you'll be able to avoid saying the wrong thing and messing everything up.
-[] Ask her some questions? (write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey approached you.
--[] ...But don't go into specifics about your situation.
[] Write-in
Interlude: Sigil of Light
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Interlude: Sigil of Light
Emilia waited impatiently for the stupid witch to finally die. Its familiars had been systematically hunted down and exterminated. It was surrounded by her wards. Its attacks were useless. It could barely move. And yet, for some idiotic reason, it was just sitting and staring blankly ahead. Most witches would be trying to rush ahead and eat her.
Emilia's wards were defensive and she didn't really have enough practice with a quarterstaff to feel comfortable using it for anything but the elimination of familiars. If the stupid witch wouldn't attack, her wards couldn't damage it. If they couldn't damage it, Emilia was going to be stuck here pretty much indefinitely.
Emilia was supposed to have backup, but everyone else had left to deal with a serious witch infestation in Tokyo. Some idiot had neglected to kill the familiars of each witch they killed, thus letting the familiars multiply exponentially without any interference. The city had almost needed to be evacuated.
That was two weeks ago. The denizens of MGN had mostly managed to deal with the problem in the time since, but Emilia still didn't expect her team to return for another few days. It was always best to tend toward overkill when dealing with witches.
Emilia returned her attention to the outside world as the annoying lightbulb-witch decided to get on with it and lunge for her throat. By the time it had went across half her wards, it had been blasted with fire, shocked with electricity, drenched in acid, and frozen. Emilia was pretty sure it had been dead long before it reached the final set and had the force of its own charge reflected back at it. Still, better too much power than too little.
Tapping her foot impatiently, Emilia ignored reality unraveling around her in favor of catching the witch's grief seed. As soon as the real world reestablished itself, she bolted out of the factory where the witch's barrier had been located. That had taken far, far too long.
One of her normal friends, Haru, had been approached by Kyubey a few days ago. Haru wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer, but she meant well and Emilia was always glad when new magical girls decided to join up. There were never enough to go around. Unfortunately, it really wouldn't surprise Emilia if Haru left the safety of her home in order to grab a snack or something else equally stupid. Until she contracted, Emilia really didn't like letting her out of sight. Unfortunately, patrols were necessary to prevent witches from slaughtering unsuspecting norms.
Several minutes later, Emilia unlocked the door of Haru's home and headed inside. Cars were vastly overrated; when you're a magical girl, all you need are stable rooftops.
"Haru?" she called. "I'm back. Did you decide on what to wish for yet?"
No response was forthcoming.
...She did it, didn't she? She went out for a snack. God damn it, Haru!
...No, that wasn't quite fair. For all Emilia knew, Haru could just be napping. It wasn't like she bothered to keep a normal day/night schedule. Just to be certain, Emilia headed over to Haru's room and opened the door. As (somewhat) expected, Haru was, in fact, lying in bed.
Her condition, on the other hand, was completely unanticipated. Haru was staring blankly ahead, her face a mask of despair stained with tears: the sign of a potential magical girl who had been targeted by a witch. She was already dead.
Emilia stood in a state of horrified disbelief for several seconds before sending out a magical ping to ensure that her wards were still intact. The unmistakable signature of a witch was reflected back at her from further inside Haru's apartment.
Not only that, but Emilia's wards were untouched, unharmed. The witch had ghosted right through them like they weren't even there. They weren't enough. They should have been enough. Her wards were absolute when used on somebody's home. Even teleporters couldn't get inside if they weren't welcome. Haru should have been safe. Why wasn't she safe? Why wasn't she safe?
Emilia waited impatiently for the stupid witch to finally die. Its familiars had been systematically hunted down and exterminated. It was surrounded by her wards. Its attacks were useless. It could barely move. And yet, for some idiotic reason, it was just sitting and staring blankly ahead. Most witches would be trying to rush ahead and eat her.
Emilia's wards were defensive and she didn't really have enough practice with a quarterstaff to feel comfortable using it for anything but the elimination of familiars. If the stupid witch wouldn't attack, her wards couldn't damage it. If they couldn't damage it, Emilia was going to be stuck here pretty much indefinitely.
Emilia was supposed to have backup, but everyone else had left to deal with a serious witch infestation in Tokyo. Some idiot had neglected to kill the familiars of each witch they killed, thus letting the familiars multiply exponentially without any interference. The city had almost needed to be evacuated.
That was two weeks ago. The denizens of MGN had mostly managed to deal with the problem in the time since, but Emilia still didn't expect her team to return for another few days. It was always best to tend toward overkill when dealing with witches.
Emilia returned her attention to the outside world as the annoying lightbulb-witch decided to get on with it and lunge for her throat. By the time it had went across half her wards, it had been blasted with fire, shocked with electricity, drenched in acid, and frozen. Emilia was pretty sure it had been dead long before it reached the final set and had the force of its own charge reflected back at it. Still, better too much power than too little.
Tapping her foot impatiently, Emilia ignored reality unraveling around her in favor of catching the witch's grief seed. As soon as the real world reestablished itself, she bolted out of the factory where the witch's barrier had been located. That had taken far, far too long.
One of her normal friends, Haru, had been approached by Kyubey a few days ago. Haru wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer, but she meant well and Emilia was always glad when new magical girls decided to join up. There were never enough to go around. Unfortunately, it really wouldn't surprise Emilia if Haru left the safety of her home in order to grab a snack or something else equally stupid. Until she contracted, Emilia really didn't like letting her out of sight. Unfortunately, patrols were necessary to prevent witches from slaughtering unsuspecting norms.
Several minutes later, Emilia unlocked the door of Haru's home and headed inside. Cars were vastly overrated; when you're a magical girl, all you need are stable rooftops.
"Haru?" she called. "I'm back. Did you decide on what to wish for yet?"
No response was forthcoming.
...She did it, didn't she? She went out for a snack. God damn it, Haru!
...No, that wasn't quite fair. For all Emilia knew, Haru could just be napping. It wasn't like she bothered to keep a normal day/night schedule. Just to be certain, Emilia headed over to Haru's room and opened the door. As (somewhat) expected, Haru was, in fact, lying in bed.
Her condition, on the other hand, was completely unanticipated. Haru was staring blankly ahead, her face a mask of despair stained with tears: the sign of a potential magical girl who had been targeted by a witch. She was already dead.
Emilia stood in a state of horrified disbelief for several seconds before sending out a magical ping to ensure that her wards were still intact. The unmistakable signature of a witch was reflected back at her from further inside Haru's apartment.
Not only that, but Emilia's wards were untouched, unharmed. The witch had ghosted right through them like they weren't even there. They weren't enough. They should have been enough. Her wards were absolute when used on somebody's home. Even teleporters couldn't get inside if they weren't welcome. Haru should have been safe. Why wasn't she safe? Why wasn't she safe?
1.0: Private Messages
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[x] Go downstairs and eat breakfast. Some of the other kids should be waking up right about now, but you still need to eat.
-[x] Head back to your room if some of them start acting cruel once again.
[x] Type while you eat: Send PM to Jeanne on a forum (or in Instant Messenger if she give on in her profile)
-[x] Don't give specific details, but write that you are in same city, QB approached you, but you did not make a wish before doing research on MGs.
--[x] Ask about the situation in the city and whether or not she wants a new MG in "her" city.
Your hand unconsciously seeks out the pendant around your neck as you consider the perks of just grabbing some food and leaving.
With its comforting form in your grip, it takes only a few moments to reach a decision. You can't let the thoughts of other people rule your life. If you're paralyzed by worries about what could go wrong, you'll remain like that forever: paralyzed. That being said, contacting Jeanne is pretty important. So why don't you do it while eating?
Course set, you let go of your pendant, grab your laptop, and head downstairs before your burst of confidence can fade.
Your minor act of not-quite-rebellion is well and throughly crushed by a new inclusion to the dining room. Hung on one wall of the room is a sign that you don't remember seeing before:
"No electronics at the table."
Below it is a picture of a cell phone marked off by an X.
...That's not really what you had expected to force you back upstairs, but it wouldn't be a very good idea to ignore the new rule. They'd probably confiscate your laptop. Before you hurry away, you load up a plate with some sausages, eggs, and toast.
You're able to retreat back to the safety of your room before any other kids show up. You can always try again later.
Once your laptop has booted up and you've shoveled down a few mouthfuls of food, you set up a temporary account under the name of "Wishmaker" and start trying to write a message to Jeanne. You have to discard almost a dozen versions before you find something you're at least semi-happy with.
It doesn't even take five minutes for you to receive the quiet ding signifying a new message. You click on the link and wait impatiently for it to load.
...Okay, that's weird.
You receive another three messages in rapid succession, but they all give out the same error when you try to read them.
You're just about to give up when one finally loads.
A quick search reveals that the cafe she mentioned is about two miles away. A bit far to walk, but you're in pretty good shape; you could get there just before the deadline, or even sooner if you decide to take a bus.
"I do not recommend going out to meet with Jeanne Lorelle. You will be much safer if you remain here."
You almost fall out of your seat as Kyubey jumps on your keyboard and curls up directly on it. You're starting to understand why some people think he has a cat somewhere in his ancestry.
"Jeanne Lorelle is the most famous magical girl in the city. People will take pictures and remember you if you choose to meet with her. Speculation will run rampant. Right now, I am the only one who knows about your potential. Should you settle on this course of action, that will change, and your chances of being attacked by a witch will increase significantly as a result."
[] Accept Jeanne's invitation and head over there now. There's no reason to procrastinate.
-[] Thank Kyubey for his concern anyway.
[] Decline.
-[] Try to keep messaging her.
--[] What do you ask about? (Write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey just told you not to meet with her.
[] Write-in
-[x] Head back to your room if some of them start acting cruel once again.
[x] Type while you eat: Send PM to Jeanne on a forum (or in Instant Messenger if she give on in her profile)
-[x] Don't give specific details, but write that you are in same city, QB approached you, but you did not make a wish before doing research on MGs.
--[x] Ask about the situation in the city and whether or not she wants a new MG in "her" city.
Your hand unconsciously seeks out the pendant around your neck as you consider the perks of just grabbing some food and leaving.
With its comforting form in your grip, it takes only a few moments to reach a decision. You can't let the thoughts of other people rule your life. If you're paralyzed by worries about what could go wrong, you'll remain like that forever: paralyzed. That being said, contacting Jeanne is pretty important. So why don't you do it while eating?
Course set, you let go of your pendant, grab your laptop, and head downstairs before your burst of confidence can fade.
Your minor act of not-quite-rebellion is well and throughly crushed by a new inclusion to the dining room. Hung on one wall of the room is a sign that you don't remember seeing before:
"No electronics at the table."
Below it is a picture of a cell phone marked off by an X.
...That's not really what you had expected to force you back upstairs, but it wouldn't be a very good idea to ignore the new rule. They'd probably confiscate your laptop. Before you hurry away, you load up a plate with some sausages, eggs, and toast.
You're able to retreat back to the safety of your room before any other kids show up. You can always try again later.
Once your laptop has booted up and you've shoveled down a few mouthfuls of food, you set up a temporary account under the name of "Wishmaker" and start trying to write a message to Jeanne. You have to discard almost a dozen versions before you find something you're at least semi-happy with.
From: Wishmaker
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
Hello! Kyubey approached me yesterday and offered to turn me into a magical girl. I live in the same city as you. Would you mind if I do end up becoming one?
Also, does the city even need another magical girl, or would I just get in the way? I tried to look at the news, but it's hard to distinguish between a witch attack and an "ordinary" death from unnatural causes.
I haven't made a wish yet and made sure to do some research on the subject first.
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
Hello! Kyubey approached me yesterday and offered to turn me into a magical girl. I live in the same city as you. Would you mind if I do end up becoming one?
Also, does the city even need another magical girl, or would I just get in the way? I tried to look at the news, but it's hard to distinguish between a witch attack and an "ordinary" death from unnatural causes.
I haven't made a wish yet and made sure to do some research on the subject first.
It doesn't even take five minutes for you to receive the quiet ding signifying a new message. You click on the link and wait impatiently for it to load.
[Invalid message ID]
...Okay, that's weird.
You receive another three messages in rapid succession, but they all give out the same error when you try to read them.
[Invalid message ID]
[Invalid message ID]
[Invalid message ID]
[Invalid message ID]
[Invalid message ID]
You're just about to give up when one finally loads.
From: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
To: Wishmaker
Why would I mind? Witches don't care who tries to exterminate them, so why should I? Having more magical girls around means less work for each one of us. I'll be happy to answer any questions you may have, but we should probably meet in person for that. I don't spend much time on the Internet.
The situation in the city is kinda awful. With just three of us to split the workload, witches keep falling through the cracks. We aren't as bad off as some other cities, but a few dozen people still die to witches every month. We're too heavily outnumbered.
There's a nice little cafe near where I live: Azure Lily. Would you be able to meet with me there in about an hour?
To: Wishmaker
Why would I mind? Witches don't care who tries to exterminate them, so why should I? Having more magical girls around means less work for each one of us. I'll be happy to answer any questions you may have, but we should probably meet in person for that. I don't spend much time on the Internet.
The situation in the city is kinda awful. With just three of us to split the workload, witches keep falling through the cracks. We aren't as bad off as some other cities, but a few dozen people still die to witches every month. We're too heavily outnumbered.
There's a nice little cafe near where I live: Azure Lily. Would you be able to meet with me there in about an hour?
A quick search reveals that the cafe she mentioned is about two miles away. A bit far to walk, but you're in pretty good shape; you could get there just before the deadline, or even sooner if you decide to take a bus.
"I do not recommend going out to meet with Jeanne Lorelle. You will be much safer if you remain here."
You almost fall out of your seat as Kyubey jumps on your keyboard and curls up directly on it. You're starting to understand why some people think he has a cat somewhere in his ancestry.
"Jeanne Lorelle is the most famous magical girl in the city. People will take pictures and remember you if you choose to meet with her. Speculation will run rampant. Right now, I am the only one who knows about your potential. Should you settle on this course of action, that will change, and your chances of being attacked by a witch will increase significantly as a result."
[] Accept Jeanne's invitation and head over there now. There's no reason to procrastinate.
-[] Thank Kyubey for his concern anyway.
[] Decline.
-[] Try to keep messaging her.
--[] What do you ask about? (Write-in)
-[] Explain that Kyubey just told you not to meet with her.
[] Write-in
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1.1: It's dangerous to go alone!
- Location
- A single human dimension
- Pronouns
- She/Her
[X] Accept Jeanne's invitation and head over there now. There's no reason to procrastinate.
-[X] Thank Kyubey for his concern anyway.
You stare at the worried bunnycat for several long moments. As much as you dislike the possibility of adding Jeanne to the long list of people who dislike you, spending a day twiddling your thumbs appeals even less. You have to go back to school tomorrow, and school means other people. It would be nice to know you'd done something useful over the weekend.
And anyway, if the people at school realized you were a magical girl candidate, maybe they'd stop acting so hostile. Maybe.
Okay, you don't honestly believe that, but you hold on to the slim hope nonetheless. Now, how to phrase your desire to leave in a way Kyubey would accept...?
"Thank you, Kyubey, but I think I'd be safer around a magical girl than in a building full of miserable orphans."
Moments later, your conscious mind catches up with the second half of your sentence and you instantly pale. If witches are born from high concentrations of negative emotion, this place would practically be a breeding ground for them.
If Kyubey notices your sudden distress, he doesn't remark upon it. He moves off your keyboard, his tail twitching in agitation.
"If you are set on this course of action, I will not stop you. I will, however, follow you and try to ensure you do not die. Should you need to make a contract, I will be there."
...You're not quite sure if that's sweet or creepy. Still, it's not like you can do anything to stop Schrödinger's bunnycat, so you ignore him and turn back to your computer.
She lists what is, presumably, her cell number just underneath her question.
You glance over at the nightstand next to your bed. Your battered old phone is still perfectly functional, even if it can't do anything besides phone calls, texts, and take really crappy pictures.
You grab it and dutifully add Jeanne Lorelle to your contacts list. The only other number on the list belongs to Ms. Tsukino, the owner of the orphanage. You're not quite sure why you bothered to add her; it's not like she actually likes you. Nobody does.
You hesitate. You could still back out. If you continue now, she'll have at least some idea of who to look for. What if she isn't actually as friendly as she seems?
Stuck between two decisions, you reach for your pendant once more.
ACTION.
You yelp and jerk your hand away from the suddenly red-hot piece of jewelry.
"Are you hurt?"
You stare at your palm. No new burn marks. The skin isn't even red or swollen. Just to be sure you weren't imagining it, you poke your pendant. While it isn't hot anymore, it's still quite a bit warmer than it really should be.
"No, I'm fine." You mumble, wondering if some magic from Kyubey has started leaking into your stuff.
From: Wishmaker
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
I'll be wearing blue and white. I keep my black hair in a ponytail. See you there.
Thirty minutes later, you're really starting to regret leaving the orphanage. It feels like everyone is silently judging you, waiting for the slightest excuse so they can start flinging insults. You hunch over and try to make yourself as unremarkable as possible.
If anything, it only makes even more people take notice. You briefly consider asking Kyubey to turn you into a dragon. Maybe then, they'd gawk for a totally different reason. Not to mention dragons are awesome.
You hunch even further in on yourself and shelve that thought, thinking of how many stories involve evil dragons being slain by noble warriors. Or worse, the stories where they're killed with poison. Anyway, knowing your luck, you'd turn into some sort of monstrous abomination by wishing for that.
Twenty minutes after that, you're across the street from Azure Lily, wringing your hands and seriously considering going back. Jeanne is sitting at a window seat, sipping at a cup of coffee with one hand and texting with the other. You notice several people taking pictures of her as they pass the shop.
Looking at her makes you feel woefully under-dressed and very, very tiny.
[] Retreeeeat! Coming here was a bad idea.
-[] Go back to the orphanage.
-[] Go buy an armful of stuffed animals. You really need something to hug.
-[] Go buy a burner phone. You can call her on that. She'll understand, right...?
--[] Call her once you have it.
-[] Wander around aimlessly for a while.
--[] Buy whatever looks interesting.
[] You came this far already; you might as well see it through.
-[] Try to avoid acting like a shrinking violet. People are staring, but they're mostly focused on Jeanne, right...?
--[] Oh god they're staring at you too.
-[] Ask for advice on what to wish for.
--[] If she asks, don't tell her about your specific situation.
---[] Especially not who you're related to. You've seen where that knowledge leads.
-[] Ask her what kinds of magic the other magical girls in the city have and/or what roles they fill.
-[] Ask her what fighting witches is like.
-[] Write-in questions?
[] Write-in
-[X] Thank Kyubey for his concern anyway.
You stare at the worried bunnycat for several long moments. As much as you dislike the possibility of adding Jeanne to the long list of people who dislike you, spending a day twiddling your thumbs appeals even less. You have to go back to school tomorrow, and school means other people. It would be nice to know you'd done something useful over the weekend.
And anyway, if the people at school realized you were a magical girl candidate, maybe they'd stop acting so hostile. Maybe.
Okay, you don't honestly believe that, but you hold on to the slim hope nonetheless. Now, how to phrase your desire to leave in a way Kyubey would accept...?
"Thank you, Kyubey, but I think I'd be safer around a magical girl than in a building full of miserable orphans."
Moments later, your conscious mind catches up with the second half of your sentence and you instantly pale. If witches are born from high concentrations of negative emotion, this place would practically be a breeding ground for them.
If Kyubey notices your sudden distress, he doesn't remark upon it. He moves off your keyboard, his tail twitching in agitation.
"If you are set on this course of action, I will not stop you. I will, however, follow you and try to ensure you do not die. Should you need to make a contract, I will be there."
...You're not quite sure if that's sweet or creepy. Still, it's not like you can do anything to stop Schrödinger's bunnycat, so you ignore him and turn back to your computer.
From: Wishmaker
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
I can make it. Is it okay if Kyubey comes with me? He's worried about the possibility of a witch targeting me and decided to invite himself along.
From: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
To: Wishmaker
He tends to do that. Don't worry about it. You'll get used to him popping out of the woodwork with little to no warning.
I didn't really think of that. Sorry! Do you have a cell phone? I think my home phone is listed under my profile, but I could give you my cell number just in case one does decide to show up.
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
I can make it. Is it okay if Kyubey comes with me? He's worried about the possibility of a witch targeting me and decided to invite himself along.
From: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
To: Wishmaker
He tends to do that. Don't worry about it. You'll get used to him popping out of the woodwork with little to no warning.
I didn't really think of that. Sorry! Do you have a cell phone? I think my home phone is listed under my profile, but I could give you my cell number just in case one does decide to show up.
You glance over at the nightstand next to your bed. Your battered old phone is still perfectly functional, even if it can't do anything besides phone calls, texts, and take really crappy pictures.
You grab it and dutifully add Jeanne Lorelle to your contacts list. The only other number on the list belongs to Ms. Tsukino, the owner of the orphanage. You're not quite sure why you bothered to add her; it's not like she actually likes you. Nobody does.
From: Wishmaker
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
Added you to my contacts.
From: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
To: Wishmaker
Okie! Who should I watch out for? Like, any distinctive physical features?
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
Added you to my contacts.
From: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
To: Wishmaker
Okie! Who should I watch out for? Like, any distinctive physical features?
Stuck between two decisions, you reach for your pendant once more.
ACTION.
You yelp and jerk your hand away from the suddenly red-hot piece of jewelry.
"Are you hurt?"
You stare at your palm. No new burn marks. The skin isn't even red or swollen. Just to be sure you weren't imagining it, you poke your pendant. While it isn't hot anymore, it's still quite a bit warmer than it really should be.
"No, I'm fine." You mumble, wondering if some magic from Kyubey has started leaking into your stuff.
From: Wishmaker
To: AJeanneWhoHatesBoats
I'll be wearing blue and white. I keep my black hair in a ponytail. See you there.
Thirty minutes later, you're really starting to regret leaving the orphanage. It feels like everyone is silently judging you, waiting for the slightest excuse so they can start flinging insults. You hunch over and try to make yourself as unremarkable as possible.
If anything, it only makes even more people take notice. You briefly consider asking Kyubey to turn you into a dragon. Maybe then, they'd gawk for a totally different reason. Not to mention dragons are awesome.
You hunch even further in on yourself and shelve that thought, thinking of how many stories involve evil dragons being slain by noble warriors. Or worse, the stories where they're killed with poison. Anyway, knowing your luck, you'd turn into some sort of monstrous abomination by wishing for that.
Twenty minutes after that, you're across the street from Azure Lily, wringing your hands and seriously considering going back. Jeanne is sitting at a window seat, sipping at a cup of coffee with one hand and texting with the other. You notice several people taking pictures of her as they pass the shop.
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Looking at her makes you feel woefully under-dressed and very, very tiny.
[] Retreeeeat! Coming here was a bad idea.
-[] Go back to the orphanage.
-[] Go buy an armful of stuffed animals. You really need something to hug.
-[] Go buy a burner phone. You can call her on that. She'll understand, right...?
--[] Call her once you have it.
-[] Wander around aimlessly for a while.
--[] Buy whatever looks interesting.
[] You came this far already; you might as well see it through.
-[] Try to avoid acting like a shrinking violet. People are staring, but they're mostly focused on Jeanne, right...?
--[] Oh god they're staring at you too.
-[] Ask for advice on what to wish for.
--[] If she asks, don't tell her about your specific situation.
---[] Especially not who you're related to. You've seen where that knowledge leads.
-[] Ask her what kinds of magic the other magical girls in the city have and/or what roles they fill.
-[] Ask her what fighting witches is like.
-[] Write-in questions?
[] Write-in
Changing the wording of the vote won't directly change the actions of other people toward you; it'll just change whether or not you direct an unusual amount of attention toward it.
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