- Location
- Voidbetweenstars
Depends are we the backstabbers or the back stabbed?
Well I think we have a problem of being backed stabbed.
I don't know what to vote for either one.
Magical Girl Monster Quest
- Thread starter Walker
- Start date
- Original
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- Tags
- magical girl setting
I don't know what to vote for either one.
Chronobreak
Chara Appreciator
- Location
- Chicago
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[X] Something that fills people with Pride. If they ever want to grow stronger, chase the ever elusive goal of 'Perfection'...know that I would be the one they would have to beat.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
will408914
(slouching towards bethlehem)
- Location
- California
[X] Something... multilayered. Something that could seem ominous or uplifting depending on the context and the key, and contain traces of both.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
Random Member
Gardener of Human Happiness
- Location
- Behind You
[X] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[X] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
[X] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
[X] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
MasterDrakus
DEUS SOL
- Location
- Minas Gerais, Brazil
[X] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
Balduran
Smuggest Plague-Bearer
- Location
- a quiet, rainy place
[x] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[x] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
It would be a great way to reveal ourself (if that situation arises) to The Choir by playing the music they wrote for us as our entrance (this is, of course, assuming these music girls are part of The Choir).
[x] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
It would be a great way to reveal ourself (if that situation arises) to The Choir by playing the music they wrote for us as our entrance (this is, of course, assuming these music girls are part of The Choir).
[X] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
It fits our Diligence aspect.
So, let's see, we have two girls from The Choir, one green Ranger, someone with the Title ot "the cruelest Lie" who is probably evil and a Waitress with a Greed Sin.
Or she was flirting with us?
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
It fits our Diligence aspect.
So, let's see, we have two girls from The Choir, one green Ranger, someone with the Title ot "the cruelest Lie" who is probably evil and a Waitress with a Greed Sin.
Or she was flirting with us?
Thozmp
Gets my kicks above the waistline, Sunshine.
[X] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
- Location
- Brazil
[X] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
ChildishChimera
A umbran summon
- Location
- New York
[X] Something... multilayered. Something that could seem ominous or uplifting depending on the context and the key, and contain traces of both.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
[X] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
chocolote12
A Penguin Flailing Against The Keyboard Of Life.
No, we're on team evil, so we're not allowed to call people nice or innocent. She's "The Cruelest Lie" because she actually has a really nice trait or something that we don't believe in.
- Location
- Australia
[x] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
- Location
- [REDACTED]
Well, first you need people to trust, or people who trust you.
That..depends.
No, there are certain circumstances that ensure that she's not flirting with anyone, least of all you.
Something like that, yes.
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[8] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[5] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[5] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[3] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
[3] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
[2] Something... multilayered. Something that could seem ominous or uplifting depending on the context and the key, and contain traces of both.
[1] Inspirational and encouraging, the sort that leads people to follow in one's footsteps
[1] Something that fills people with Pride. If they ever want to grow stronger, chase the ever elusive goal of 'Perfection'...know that I would be the one they would have to beat.
Total No. of Voters: 14
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[8] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[5] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[5] Something that instills people with a sense of awe and wonder as they are confronted with your glory.
[3] Because it does not do a good job of ruling itself
[3] The world obviously can't take care of itself.
[2] Something... multilayered. Something that could seem ominous or uplifting depending on the context and the key, and contain traces of both.
[1] Inspirational and encouraging, the sort that leads people to follow in one's footsteps
[1] Something that fills people with Pride. If they ever want to grow stronger, chase the ever elusive goal of 'Perfection'...know that I would be the one they would have to beat.
Total No. of Voters: 14
LostDeviljho
Flame Dragon Princess
- Location
- The glorious Pacific Northwest
- Pronouns
- Any
[X] Something inspiring, to make people feel like going the extra mile. For you, of course.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
[X] You are the most competent to manage it, considering the terrible state it is in. As the saying goes, if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself.
Hope is the cruelest lie....
Interlude 2 - I can't feel my face
- Location
- [REDACTED]
Thuban sighed. She'd been doing a lot of that lately, it seemed. Not that she didn't have good cause to, of course. Sometimes it seemed like the last four millennia had just been a constant downward spiral. Ever since she'd been displaced from her place at the top by that upstart, her position and power had just continued to degrade. She'd gone from being the respected and feared Apex Ascendant, to the Keeper of the Right Wall of the Purple Forbidden Enclosure, to the Dragon's Tail, and it had just gotten worse from there. Day after month after year after century after millennium. She'd striven so hard, risen so high, and now look at her.
She had been placed as an infiltrator. She, formerly one of the greatest and most potent engines of destruction ever to grace the universe with her wrath... was playing infiltrator.
If her enemies could have arranged a more demeaning fate for her without killing her, she would have been very surprised, and very unhappy. Infiltrators were the lowest of the low. They were the sacrificial pawns, sent out by entities infinitely greater than themselves to locate objects of power, to distract rivals, to delay enemies, or just to be murdered in amusing and laughable fashions. She herself had done so quite a few times, although most of the time, she grew impatient with their inevitable incompetence and decided to handle it herself. So often, she had scorned them for being useless and inconvenient, and now look at her.
Infiltrating.
"You all right?" A voice intruded on her thoughts. "I didn't hit you that hard, did I? How many fingers am I holding up?"
She looked up at the individual who had just punched her hard enough to knock her off her feet, no mean feat even when she was in her puny and inelegant human form. Another reason to dislike humanity; they managed to be simultaneously fragile and inelegant. If she hadn't been ordered to play human...
"Nothing to worry about, Jack." She assured him with a smile. "I'm tougher than I look."
"That's a relief. I'd hate to lose my favorite sparring partner." He grinned back and helped her to her feet.
"I'm your only sparring partner, dummy." She pointed out helpfully. "You keep breaking all of the other ones."
He winced at that. Thuban steadfastly ignored the warmth of his hand and checked herself over to ensure that he hadn't done any significant damage to her form. Not that she was attached to this identity, of course, but it would be inconvenient to replace it if something were to happen.
She seemed intact, which was good. Trying to explain the typical healing process of one of her kind without breaking her cover would have been...problematic.
She glanced around the large hall in which they had all been sparring. Most of the other pairs seemed focused on their own bouts, which was for the best, as it meant there was no chance anyone had seen just how hard he had actually hit her. In truth, she was unsurprised that no one else wanted to spar her partner. He'd hit her hard enough to put several large cracks into her skull. Were this back in society proper, she'd have suspected him either of trying to kill her or court her. (The two were very similar.) As it was, the fact that they were both technically members of the same faction made it seem unlikely that he was actively trying to eliminate her. As did the adorably puppyish guilty looks he shot in her direction.
She shot him a warm smile, which seemed to assuage his lingering guilt, and moved back into a ready stance. She did rather enjoy fighting him, he had the decency to take her seriously. Naturally, as soon as she was ready to continue the first proper scrap she'd had in far too long, they were interrupted, by the head of the dojo and their nominal superior.
"Hey losers, listen up!" she snapped. Despite the seeming softness of her voice, she was clearly audible to every individual present. "You lot need to be on your best behavior today! A very important guest has decided to show up, and we need to look good, or else we'll get in a very awkward situation with him."
Then she stepped aside, and suddenly there was a person in the room with them. He was a nondescript man in a grey suit, who looked for all the world like one of a thousand businessmen working for a hundred companies.
"This" she announced much more loudly, "is a guest of ours who'll be staying with us for a few days. If you'd like to introduce yourself?"
It seemed he would. Thuban sighed, and prepared to be speeched at.
"Ah, hello everyone." Thuban twitched. His voice was ear-gratingly cheerful, and she was fairly certain that if she listened to him too long she'd be overcome by a sudden urge to stab someone. Probably him.
"My name is Satsujinki Midori, and let me just say how pleased I am to be working with you all. Your astounding efforts in keeping this city a safe and secure haven of are an example to us all. I hope to learn a lot from and about you."
He continued on in that same vein, but Thuban tuned him out. Something was wrong. Instincts honed across a thousand battlefields screamed at her, and she began surreptitiously moving to prepare.
Jack turned to her as well, smoothly sliding into his own systema stance. "Is something wrong?"
"I don't know." she replied. "Just... be ready, al-"
The wall exploded, a thunderous detonation that knocked the entire front half of the room over. As the ringing in her head subsided, Thuban dragged herself to her feet and began swearing profusely.
Black Legion. She recognized the style of the armor, if not the individual unit. She'd killed quite enough of them in her spare time. This was bad. Either she kept her human mask on, and died thanks to her reduced capabilities, or she exposed herself as a Youma, killed them all, and then was executed as a failure of an infiltrator.
There was a moment of silence as the five Legionnaires looked at the roomful of Wreckers and the roomful of Wreckers looked back at the Legionnaires.
"I'm going to tear your spines out and flay you alive with them." The Boss politely and calmly announced from her position behind the five, and all hell broke loose.
A smiling man carefully stepped out of the way and adjusted his suit. This was not the turn of events he was expecting when he'd borrowed this identity, but it seemed likely to prove informative, and more importantly, entertaining.
QM: Just a reminder that there are other people in town aggressively pursuing their own agendas. Also, if people want to submit suggestions for your theme music, that would be great. I need 4d100 by the way, preferably from separate people.
She had been placed as an infiltrator. She, formerly one of the greatest and most potent engines of destruction ever to grace the universe with her wrath... was playing infiltrator.
If her enemies could have arranged a more demeaning fate for her without killing her, she would have been very surprised, and very unhappy. Infiltrators were the lowest of the low. They were the sacrificial pawns, sent out by entities infinitely greater than themselves to locate objects of power, to distract rivals, to delay enemies, or just to be murdered in amusing and laughable fashions. She herself had done so quite a few times, although most of the time, she grew impatient with their inevitable incompetence and decided to handle it herself. So often, she had scorned them for being useless and inconvenient, and now look at her.
Infiltrating.
"You all right?" A voice intruded on her thoughts. "I didn't hit you that hard, did I? How many fingers am I holding up?"
She looked up at the individual who had just punched her hard enough to knock her off her feet, no mean feat even when she was in her puny and inelegant human form. Another reason to dislike humanity; they managed to be simultaneously fragile and inelegant. If she hadn't been ordered to play human...
"Nothing to worry about, Jack." She assured him with a smile. "I'm tougher than I look."
"That's a relief. I'd hate to lose my favorite sparring partner." He grinned back and helped her to her feet.
"I'm your only sparring partner, dummy." She pointed out helpfully. "You keep breaking all of the other ones."
He winced at that. Thuban steadfastly ignored the warmth of his hand and checked herself over to ensure that he hadn't done any significant damage to her form. Not that she was attached to this identity, of course, but it would be inconvenient to replace it if something were to happen.
She seemed intact, which was good. Trying to explain the typical healing process of one of her kind without breaking her cover would have been...problematic.
She glanced around the large hall in which they had all been sparring. Most of the other pairs seemed focused on their own bouts, which was for the best, as it meant there was no chance anyone had seen just how hard he had actually hit her. In truth, she was unsurprised that no one else wanted to spar her partner. He'd hit her hard enough to put several large cracks into her skull. Were this back in society proper, she'd have suspected him either of trying to kill her or court her. (The two were very similar.) As it was, the fact that they were both technically members of the same faction made it seem unlikely that he was actively trying to eliminate her. As did the adorably puppyish guilty looks he shot in her direction.
She shot him a warm smile, which seemed to assuage his lingering guilt, and moved back into a ready stance. She did rather enjoy fighting him, he had the decency to take her seriously. Naturally, as soon as she was ready to continue the first proper scrap she'd had in far too long, they were interrupted, by the head of the dojo and their nominal superior.
"Hey losers, listen up!" she snapped. Despite the seeming softness of her voice, she was clearly audible to every individual present. "You lot need to be on your best behavior today! A very important guest has decided to show up, and we need to look good, or else we'll get in a very awkward situation with him."
Then she stepped aside, and suddenly there was a person in the room with them. He was a nondescript man in a grey suit, who looked for all the world like one of a thousand businessmen working for a hundred companies.
It seemed he would. Thuban sighed, and prepared to be speeched at.
"Ah, hello everyone." Thuban twitched. His voice was ear-gratingly cheerful, and she was fairly certain that if she listened to him too long she'd be overcome by a sudden urge to stab someone. Probably him.
"My name is Satsujinki Midori, and let me just say how pleased I am to be working with you all. Your astounding efforts in keeping this city a safe and secure haven of are an example to us all. I hope to learn a lot from and about you."
He continued on in that same vein, but Thuban tuned him out. Something was wrong. Instincts honed across a thousand battlefields screamed at her, and she began surreptitiously moving to prepare.
Jack turned to her as well, smoothly sliding into his own systema stance. "Is something wrong?"
"I don't know." she replied. "Just... be ready, al-"
The wall exploded, a thunderous detonation that knocked the entire front half of the room over. As the ringing in her head subsided, Thuban dragged herself to her feet and began swearing profusely.
Black Legion. She recognized the style of the armor, if not the individual unit. She'd killed quite enough of them in her spare time. This was bad. Either she kept her human mask on, and died thanks to her reduced capabilities, or she exposed herself as a Youma, killed them all, and then was executed as a failure of an infiltrator.
There was a moment of silence as the five Legionnaires looked at the roomful of Wreckers and the roomful of Wreckers looked back at the Legionnaires.
"I'm going to tear your spines out and flay you alive with them." The Boss politely and calmly announced from her position behind the five, and all hell broke loose.
A smiling man carefully stepped out of the way and adjusted his suit. This was not the turn of events he was expecting when he'd borrowed this identity, but it seemed likely to prove informative, and more importantly, entertaining.
QM: Just a reminder that there are other people in town aggressively pursuing their own agendas. Also, if people want to submit suggestions for your theme music, that would be great. I need 4d100 by the way, preferably from separate people.
ReaperofInterest
Herald of Disaster
I'll go ahead and roll.
EDIT: Oh my. That doesn't look too good.
EDIT: Oh my. That doesn't look too good.
will408914
(slouching towards bethlehem)
- Location
- California
Here we go!
Edit: Not bad.
Edit: Not bad.
Chronobreak
Chara Appreciator
- Location
- Chicago
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Roll 1:
1D100 => 26
Shit.
Roll 2:
1D100 => 96
Shit.
Edit: SHIIIIIIIIIIT
1D100 => 26
Shit.
Roll 2:
1D100 => 96
Shit.
Edit: SHIIIIIIIIIIT
- Location
- A Place Miserably Bereft of Cats
Uhhhh you should probably use the built-in dice roller.