[X] Ginevra Vescovi
[X] Mary Coburn
[X] Samantha MacArthur

Heeeey, Samantha!
 
The problem with upgrading any of Ana's defensive or survival oriented things is that Mistress of the Tide makes them redundant.
I think if Moon doesn't need to eat hits for World Eater we'd be a lot freer. Moon's defense is basically just absorbing them into her giant wall of meat, which DOES run out. Also you know, Super Ability. There's usually interesting branches off those and they've ALWAYS been worth it.
 
Strength does not look as dumbfounded as you thought she would, though her being able to get what you mean so fast surprises you a bit. On the other hand, you are rather sure she was not joking right now. "Okay. Don't drink too much, yes?"
Strength certainly has seen some shit with all the MGs in Kibo. I doubt the twins are anywhere near the worst. Might be the weirdest though.
 
I think if Moon doesn't need to eat hits for World Eater we'd be a lot freer. Moon's defense is basically just absorbing them into her giant wall of meat, which DOES run out. Also you know, Super Ability. There's usually interesting branches off those and they've ALWAYS been worth it.
Tanking damage for other people is Moon's primary job though, it's what she's meant to do.

And Moon's new super ability means that she's no longer limited to only twice per turn for taking damage instead if other people.

Also, Moon can heal off damage really quickly, so the damage isn't even a big deal to her.

I'm in favor of pumping up Ana's weapon. That's something that benefits both of her forms and adds a specialty that the party doesn't have yet (non-lethal AOE).
 
having done some thinking about what Bianca has said and what she has said way back when she, mom and the twins talked about MGs it's like Bianca blames herself for creating the bad representation of the MGs that they have nowadays.

Like her chosing the path to the UD is at fault for MGs being warped. Every MG that comes out with warped perceptions she sees as her fault.

Which is a hell of an amount of guilt to pack.
 
having done some thinking about what Bianca has said and what she has said way back when she, mom and the twins talked about MGs it's like Bianca blames herself for creating the bad representation of the MGs that they have nowadays.

Like her chosing the path to the UD is at fault for MGs being warped. Every MG that comes out with warped perceptions she sees as her fault.

Which is a hell of an amount of guilt to pack.

Just look at her Abilitys and you will understand.
 
having done some thinking about what Bianca has said and what she has said way back when she, mom and the twins talked about MGs it's like Bianca blames herself for creating the bad representation of the MGs that they have nowadays.

Like her chosing the path to the UD is at fault for MGs being warped. Every MG that comes out with warped perceptions she sees as her fault.

Which is a hell of an amount of guilt to pack.
Her guilt is LITERALLY in her character sheet. Partially BOLDED as if it is a Super.

Honestly I would love to see Eye of Truth's reaction to this particular part of Bianca's character sheet.
I think if Moon doesn't need to eat hits for World Eater we'd be a lot freer. Moon's defense is basically just absorbing them into her giant wall of meat, which DOES run out. Also you know, Super Ability. There's usually interesting branches off those and they've ALWAYS been worth it.
There's a few problems.
1) Defensively oriented Supers are usually also individually focused, so Ana's will be strictly for her benefit.
2) If the twins die so will Ana, so their defense should be prioritized anyway.
3) Ana's defense is comparatively anemic in MG form anyway, and her transformed form is an ablative shield that will not kill her on its death, merely return to MG form.

It simply isn't cost-effective. Her weapons and spells, however, are a different matter.

In fact. With Mistress of the Tide, her Rapid Digestion does 500% target's Health, with 1000% target's Resilience modifier roll, and Catastrophic Damage/Total Armor Destruction for nasty, nasty debuffs.

Also it's possible Happy Trumpet 16 shows us a 9 APT and 1200+300 damage. Which would be even better if we can tap that with Complete Connection for joint dodge.
 
Honestly I would love to see Eye of Truth's reaction to this particular part of Bianca's character sheet.
She kills Truth the moment she tries to look.
In fact. With Mistress of the Tide, her Rapid Digestion does 500% target's Health, with 1000% target's Resilience modifier roll, and Catastrophic Damage/Total Armor Destruction for nasty, nasty debuffs.
That is not how Mistress of the Tide works. It only buffs sync-Spells created by synchronisation, not all components.
 
That is not how Mistress of the Tide works. It only buffs sync-Spells created by synchronisation, not all components.
Okay, I am now curious.

So it works by creating a new Synchronize Only spell, then multiplying its nominal damage by 10 if Moon (and not Sun) is the one casting it?

Also, a couple of "exploit" questions.
1) Suppose Primordial Moon has Veil of the Lunar Goddess 25 (7.9 million hit points), and has been hit for 7 million hit points. She detransforms and transforms again. Does she now have full health again? And was she damaged still in untransformed state? Assuming she was damaged still in untransformed state and Sun healed her before Moon transformed again, would the results be different?
2) How fast can a magical girl detransform and transform again?
Adhoc vote count started by Faraway-R on May 6, 2018 at 4:03 AM, finished with 4163 posts and 10 votes.
 
So it works by creating a new Synchronize Only spell, then multiplying its nominal damage by 10 if Moon (and not Sun) is the one casting it?

Also, a couple of "exploit" questions.
1) Suppose Primordial Moon has Veil of the Lunar Goddess 25 (7.9 million hit points), and has been hit for 7 million hit points. She detransforms and transforms again. Does she now have full health again? And was she damaged still in untransformed state? Assuming she was damaged still in untransformed state and Sun healed her before Moon transformed again, would the results be different?
2) How fast can a magical girl detransform and transform again?
Look.
-Moon may synchronise Spells with allies at will; Spells generated that way deal 10x their regular damage and automatically have all Abilities evolved to their highest stage, but are never permanently available to anyone involved in the synchronisation.
-Moon synchronises with someone.
->Case 1: No new Spell emerges; the additional clause does not trigger
->Case 2: A new Spell is created; it gets boosted, but will not find its way on anyone's sheet even if it normally would

As for your questions:
1) No. Yes. No.
2) As fast as they can say their transformation phrase, plus a second or two to despell their transformation first. Not recommended in the middle of combat.
 
As for your questions:
1) No. Yes. No.
2) As fast as they can say their transformation phrase, plus a second or two to despell their transformation first. Not recommended in the middle of combat.
Oh well. Was worth asking anyway (reapplying the transformation does restore sundered weapons after all).
 
Types of MG-transformations
Huh. I thought the twins were Type 2 transformations, for some reason.
Maybe I mentioned it just in passing on Discord... not that matters all that much.

To give those unfamiliar with the mainline context: Magical Girls come in three types.

1) Gets new clothes and magic upon transformation (regular clothes are stored)
2) Switches to a separate body when transforming (stores regular body)
3) Body is replaced by a magical construct, probably (?) always comes with the No Longer Human Ability


The second type is no longer injured when they detransform, seeing that their regular body never got hit. Third type becomes immune to any kind of lasting injury (sans death) if they adapt the proper mindset.

Quick reminder:

A sharp claw rips through your bodysuit and cuts open your side as you leap, making you yelp over the sharp pain. Rico already got to her feet and is running around the spider that turns after her; you use the moment and get up as well, then run around its other side and join your sister in the middle of the street.

The power from within flows freely as you scamper out of the blocked path and slowly realise what happened.

You are Magical Girls. And that is not good. If someone sees you...

In a panic, you force whatever this is down on instinct; the light around you dies down... no wait, you are still transformed. Rico detransformed, though.

Shaking your head, you quickly do the same
and then continue running; the gash in your side burns horribly, but you do not care. You are a big girl, you can bear it.

This is from "PRIMORDIAL Awakening", the very first Update with the twins.
If they were type 2's, that gash would have been gone.



Examples given:

Type 1): Primordial Sun/Moon, Soldier Supreme
Type 2): Black Sky, Supreme Tech
Type 3): Chitin Dancer, Iron Memento
 
Alright, votes closed.

Mother dearest, Five Foot of Murder and Chivalry Isn't Dead win.

I am not going to lie, I am a little sad that And I Must Scream and I Guess I'm God Now lost... but I probably would have been sad about anything losing.
Adhoc vote count started by Naron on May 7, 2018 at 12:32 AM, finished with 4167 posts and 10 votes.
 
Alright, votes closed.

Mother dearest, Five Foot of Murder and Chivalry Isn't Dead win.

I am not going to lie, I am a little sad that And I Must Scream and I Guess I'm God Now lost... but I probably would have been sad about anything losing.
You're making up those ominously sounding interlude names on purpose, aren't you? *cheerful accusation*

I meen, a crow-winged (murder of crows) girl, a worshipped-as-a-god girl and lost-ability-to-speak-because-of-magic girl (Soul, Forsaken God, and Assassin respectively) have their personal traits referenced in their descriptions, not their situations. Tease.
 
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Of Ruins
[X] Ginevra Vescovi
[X] Samantha MacArthur
[X] Mary Coburn

A faint buzzing woke Mary from an already forgotten dream, making her blink at the dark ceiling while her fingers already wandered to the alarm. She kept it as quiet as possible to make sure her roommate would not get woken up; others should not be pushed into her own problems, not to mention how someone might try to make her slow down.

The small woman sat up gently and looked down at the illuminated display in her hands. Three in the morning it said. The same time as yesterday and the day before. Ever since her first day in this city, Mary knew something had to change. She was fed up with being too weak to make a difference.

So she had set her alarm as early as she found reasonable, especially after all the lying around she did the remaining time of the day. Next were the same actions as the previous days, a forming routine that definitely would make her capable of actually being useful the next time something like New York happened.

It was... tempting to just go back to sleep. But she knew she had to make a difference by herself. God does not exist, for if he did, all those catastrophes would never have happened. She rather believe in no god than a malevolent one.

And yet, despite her determination, she still sat on this mattress and contemplated. Wondered how long she might have to do this until she actually could do it without forcing herself. If ever. Maybe this was how she had to live from now on? She did not feel like doing any exercises at all, not even actually like getting out of bed in the first place.

...

Mary quietly slid the covers off, then put down her alarm on the nightstand. Train until breakfast, eat... more training?

She did not really have much else to do at the moment... or anything else to bring up the motivation for, really. With that latest success, though... a thought came unbidden: maybe she already was on a good way to the strength she wanted?

This kind of thinking was anathema right now; Mary wanted to go out and do her exercises until everything felt numb, from her pinky toes up to the tips of her wings. She needed to get stronger, else she would just lie down and grow weaker each day she did nothing.

But... maybe... not just yet?

A calculating gaze wandered to the alarm, then to her slumbering roommate. After some more consideration, Mary sighed and wandered back to bed. The cold air stroked her naked skin and made the woman shiver, but she ignored the sensation just like most everything else these days.

After setting her alarm to four thirty, she slid back under the covers and rested her head. Have another hour of sleep, train, train some more, the twins visit... maybe some ice cream in the afternoon?

It was like this that Mary fell back into slumber.

. . .
Line Break Recognised
. . .

Another long day. She really needs to take a break.

Even though Bianca Vescovi was anything but a child at this point, it was natural to be concerned about her wellbeing. What mother would not worry?

The only thing Ginevra could do was waiting and hoping, though. Her oldest was distant, even more so ever since she returned from whatever horrors she saw outside of Earth. She would not slow down for any reason; the girl hurt herself in a way that made the elderly Vescovi shiver in the depth of night, when she could not find something to take her mind off of it and ignore Bianca's state. She wanted to do something about it, yet all her efforts made in the last eight years were easily dwarfed by what the twins did without even knowing something was wrong. Her daughter would not let her help, so the best she could do was wait until she was needed.

Ginevra sighed and returned to the task at hand, putting this tangent out of her mind like so many times before. She just had her first test with the new students and grading was always a wonderful way to pass the time.

That was, until the she heard the door open and shut a moment later, the characteristic one-two of Bianca's light steps slowly moving from the hallway to the living room.

"There is some dinner in the kitchen, dear!"
By this point she called it out without even thinking; with how often her daughter worked longer hours than Ginevra herself, she got used to cooking for her again. She would also clean, but Bianca kept the small place she lived in neat and tidy anyway. It was as humble as it appeared from the outside, a small living room and two bedrooms with sparse furnishing but high-end electronics.

Bianca did not respond at first, but her steps getting out of their rhythm for a moment told the older woman enough. A few minutes passed in silence and Ginevra continued checking answers until her daughter entered the room at last. She held two glasses of juice and quietly slid one onto the table next to her. "Thank you."

Mother and daughter had little need to talk to feel comfortable around the other. Bianca never spoke much to begin with, despite all attempts to get her out of her head at least somewhat. A quiet honour student was what she had always been.

Today however, there was a slight tension in the air. A quick glance to the side confirmed that Bianca had yet to sip from her drink and was eyeing her mother with a carefully calmed expression. Her taking notice was acknowledged, seeing that the young woman next to her began to speak.

"The twins called me today."
"I see."

Her response was almost automatic, but that did not mean she was not interested. Quite the opposite, in fact. Ginevra left the second to last test lie halfway through before carefully laying down her pen. She wanted to press every bit of information out of her daughter already, but held back; the girls were safe and sound was what she told herself. Bianca already confirmed that a week ago. "What did they call for?"

"They know about me."
These four words had alarm bells ring in her mind; there was only one secret mother and daughter hid from Eva and Rico, that of Bianca being a Magical Girl herself. With how her oldest looked like... "They aren't judging you, are they?"

"No... the opposite, really."
Bianca sighed before turning her head away. "But that's not the point right now. Their magic grew just like I thought it would and they are now much stronger than they used to be. Do you remember Brave Heart?"

How could she not? The girl responsible for the fact her baby girls had to flee and maybe die out in the wilds, she had been on Ginevra's mind every once in a while. She would definitely not forget her face.

...and she would definitely not forget the shame of having slapped her after waking up in the hospital. "Yes."

Being angry and hurt was one thing, but lashing out against a child was never acceptable. Never.

Once upon a time, a few years ago, she actually thought it acceptable to hurt Magical Girls. But over the years, Ginevra came to realise just what a horrible thought that was. Magic was an awful thing, but as Bianca pointed out to her time and time again... these girls could not choose their fate. Wanting someone punished for being born wrong made her feel... very uncomfortable with herself.

"A team led by her was dispatched to follow some girls leaving Europe; the twins brought in a few allies and captured all of them."

Oh? Wait... "What?"
Her girls were fighting people that strong, bringing themselves in danger?

"I asked for them specifically... don't look at me like that. They met the girl before, at the time they were still weak. With how fast Balance grows, they could probably catch her by surprise.... besides, it seems Eva made a big impression on her when they first met. Brave Heart would have taken them alive anyway."

The quickly growing anger at her oldest sapped away over the calm explanation and Ginevra sipped from her own drink in thought. Then she downed all of it over realising how dry her throat was. "Okay. I will not judge you, but please don't-" "I will do it again. Very soon, too... I need someone I can trust to do these things and the person I usually ask is not... um... capable of giving off a good first impression."

It was at this point that Ginevra finally noticed; her daughter was still holding that drink, with the slightest ripple going over its surface. Bianca was shaking, almost unnoticeably. There were other tells, such as the fact she leaned a bit closer to her mother.

Oh.

Sighing, the older Vescovi dropped the matter for now. Then she took her daughter's glass and placed it on the table before gently pulled the girl into her side. "I see. What else happened?"

The tension in Bianca's side dissipated a little, then she leaned her head against Ginevra's shoulder and began to talk.

In the end, she did have three baby girls. One of them was just not as open about it than the others.

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Line Break Recognised
. . .

Had there been anyone to observe, they would have found the procession weird; anachronistic, even. Several dozen men and women had gathered to investigate a certain foe's absence, led by their fearless queen. Younger than any of the adults, she marched before her subjects; both to be a shining example for them to follow, and to intercept any threats that might crop up.

This is not what the potential observer would find anachronistic, though. The reason for this is twofold.

For one, all except the young woman leading and one man walking right behind her were riding horses, with a dozen unmounted animals following the group's rear. For two, near everyone was clad in robes, tunics, or plate armour in rare cases.

"Anything of note, Sir Walsh?"
It was a melodious voice, young and full of vitality yet laden with maturity. Her armour gleamed in the evening sun, becoming a beacon to all those following behind. The man by her side responded to the question after a moment of turning his head, though he never opened his eyes. Neither did the girl look back. "Nothing, your majesty. We are closing in on the city, but... hm. I think I have something, but we need to walk another hour before I can say for sure."

The young Queen merely nodded, affirming that she heard her knight.

So they carried on, those making up the entourage quietly talking to each other about what they were supposed to look for in the death zone they entered.

For years now, none of them had ever been this far to the east; refugees that fled the slaughter wrought by those who annexed these lands informed the platinum throne of its state, yet all the good it brought them was the ability to prevent further incursions.

And yet, voices whispered further in the back, the Queen had brought more food than necessary, as well as medical supplies. Word of fierce fighting in this area had reached them, being the main reason for this whole expedition.

No matter how hard they tried not to let their theories reach however, the man known as Sir Walsh heard each and every one of them. For it was this reason alone that made his expression war between a smile over his ruler's golden heart and a frown over what he could sense far up ahead.

The city came into view before the sun finished her descent, lying quietly. Every sign of decay and ruin made the tension rise within each weary heart, yet no one dared speak out against the queen's order. Every passing minute increased their fearfulness of a sudden attack, though at some point adrenaline ceased and relaxation slowly flooded through their veins.

Throughout it all, the queen showed no signs of tension. Only unease about the fact there had been no one to meet them once they passed the city border. She knew from previous meetings that Yggdrasil's sentinels were capable and alert.

Her trusted knight's voice made the young woman turn, though: "Set up camp near the street over there and seek shelter in those ruins. I want the horses tended to before nightfall."

There was a chorus of "Yes, sir!" and everyone got to work; in the meantime, both Walsh and his ruler slowly wandered off to the side, with the man leading now. He carefully whispered his findings to the curious queen: "This city is a single ruin. Everything closer to the center was obliterated and there is nothing to be found in the rubble. I found one place of interest, but nothing else."

There was a moment of heavy silence, one of the few of which he wished not to be able to perceive his ruler's expression. Emotions fought heavily, sorrow about the children that lived in this city against worry about whether they went to sow chaos elsewhere.

"I see, lead me there."
"Just so, your majesty."
"...and, Terrence?"
"Yes?"
"The sun is going to set within minutes."
"... I see. Thank you for informing me of the fact, your majesty."

He grumbled quietly that nobody saw fit to correct him on the matter earlier, but ultimately said nothing about it. Let the queen giggle about his reaction, she laughed far too little for the time he knew her anyway.

The stars saw to illuminate their journey even when the sun itself had sunk behind the horizon; considerate steps of heavy boots cracking concrete were the only audible sounds the two humans made. Yet the rustling of abandoned animals surrounded them; cats and dogs stalking through the night, hunting for food. A larger breed growled at them as they passed, but a single heavy stomp from the queen made it whimper and flee into the night.

When they reached what Sir Walsh had mentioned, the girl slowly plucked a flashlight out of the small bag her knight carried. When she shone it at her surroundings, the scenery became apparent.

Around them were swords. All uniform, all pristine. A nigh endless field of blades covering several dozen metres, with many a weapon lying on the ground as if dropped. Around the sea of those however, everything was rammed into the concrete with enough force to crack it all around their point of impact.

The beam continued to wander, ultimately coming to rest on an indentation in the center of those several dozen metres of gleaming metal.

There stood five dozen plus one blade, ornately struck into the ground in circles of ten. The one blade in the center was plunged deepest... and all of those weapons were coated in ash, black where all of the others were still shining.

Neither of them needed to tell the other what this was. As one they stepped forward quietly, kneeling in front of the first ring and folding their hands in prayer.

Now they knew that they would not find anything here. Sir Walsh could tell his liege was shedding tears; gentleman that he was, he said nothing and pretended not to notice. Only after they both rose did he offer her a handkerchief and a quiet nod, the response to which was the same. After her tears were dried, they quietly turned and left the empty grave behind.

He would discreetly relay the news to his fellow knights, that Yggdrasil had fallen. None of them would be happy to hear of this, for they all had hoped to subjugate those girls; not only to bolster their own numbers, but also to give them an actual home. Proper food, an education, clothes to wear... no child deserved to be forgotten. Not even those that turned against humanity.

In the end, even if it was another obstacle to the platinum throne removed... it felt bitter.

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Line Break Recognised
. . .

You did not really sleep, more like slumbered until a few minutes before your alarm rings. Then you get up without much fuss despite parts of you wanting to lie down longer, shushing them as you go. Brave... Julia slides out of her covers a minute after you, puffy eyes blinking in the early sunlight. She only watches as you work quietly, getting dressed and making your bed in tandem. Ludger gets a few headscratches every time you pass him, though he seems happy dozing some more. Ana is doing similar, though you just found out both her and Sky sleep in their underwear.

Once you are done and your new roommate decides to follow your example, you offer her a friendly smile. "Good morning."

The reply comes a little reluctantly, partly muffled by a quickly folded blanket. Julia soon brings her bed into pristine condition far faster than you did; she must have a lot of experience with this. Once she put on her clothes from the day before and folded the nightgown, you motion for her to follow.

A trip to the bathroom -and her realising that you know she cried- later, the two of you meet Ana and Sky for breakfast. Matching your sister's pace is much easier now, seeing that you can tell where she is and she knows where you are.

After a hearty meal however, it is time to split from Julia for now. Asking Spring to let you skip class to show Julia around comes to mind, but the girl herself shoots you down in an instant. Then Chi comes along and offers to take care of your new friend for now; she says she has to take some measurements anyway, so you are okay with that.


What to do in the afternoon? Choose four:

[] Check in on the girls you captured yesterday, they should be awake by now
-[] Double Down

[] Flower wanted to show you something yesterday, maybe she is up for it now?
-[] (Optional) Bring Brave Heart
-[] Double Down

[] Get to know your new roommate
-[] Double Down

[] Autumn and Strength are doing something near the dining hall, time to investigate
-[] Double Down

[] Training sounds good
-[] Write-in what to do (One action per character per subject)
-[] Melee training (who?)
-[] Dodge training (who?)
-[] Skill training (who?)
-[] Spell practice (who and what?)


[] EXP-Plan
-[] Write-in what to buy
-[] Save it

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+5xp What Happens Elsewhere

EXP gained: 5 + 5 + 5 = 15
Total EXP: 145​
 
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[X] Get to know your new roommate

[X] Flower wanted to show you something yesterday, maybe she is up for it now?
-[X] (Optional) Bring Brave Heart
-[X] Double Down


[X] Training sounds good
-[X] Dodge training (whoever is less busy)


[X] EXP-Plan
-[X] Save it
 
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[X] Check in on the girls you captured yesterday, they should be awake by now


[X] Flower wanted to show you something yesterday, maybe she is up for it now?
-[X] (Optional) Bring Brave Heart
-[X] Double Down

[X] Get to know your new roommate

Socializing is still important (mostly with the "new members" of Kibo) and even if we wont get totally close with each of them. If we get them to not hate or dislike us we have a good standing.
After that comes training for me. Besides it really seems like the last one will be an opponent someday. I have an incredible bad feeling.
 
I think we should spend an action making sense IC of all the changes that have happened to our powers and trying to figure out why they happened.

This should make Moon realize that she can now Intercept stuff and will probably reveal some more stuff about Balance.
She kept it as quiet as possible to make sure her roommate would not get woken up; others else should not be pushed into her own problems, not to mention how someone might try to make her slow down.
The word "else" should be deleted.
When she could not find something to do to ignore Bianca's state away.
This sentence doesn't really make sense, especially the last part of it.
Ginevra left the second last test lie halfway through before carefully laying down her pen.
second to last
Her armour gleamed in the evening Sun, becoming a beacon to all those following behind.
I don't think you meant to capitalize "sun" here?
 
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