NuclearConsensus
Herald of the Thorned One
- Location
- the Philippines
[X] Defend (Head up to her location to see how she's faring, and if you can help at all.)
Magical Girl Phantom Ascension
- Thread starter SpoopyGhost
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obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
[X] Distract (Stay on the ground, but try to draw its attention away from her.)
- Location
- MN
[X] Distract (Stay on the ground, but try to draw its attention away from her.)
- Location
- Singapore
- Pronouns
- Singular They
[X] Climb (Take a ride on the creature's leg and look for weak points.)
Was she expecting us as her "backup"? Curious.
I'm not sure we can get up to her quickly enough (can we? I've forgotten our capabilities), but we can try to buy some time for her to recover. This is probably a decent way to do so, in an attempt to provoke some kind of reaction aimed at us (and thus not her).
Was she expecting us as her "backup"? Curious.
I'm not sure we can get up to her quickly enough (can we? I've forgotten our capabilities), but we can try to buy some time for her to recover. This is probably a decent way to do so, in an attempt to provoke some kind of reaction aimed at us (and thus not her).
- Location
- Head in the clouds
[X] Climb (Take a ride on the creature's leg and look for weak points.)
I'm going to argue that this is a riskier plan as I know I can feel stuff crawling on my leg (and our character can be felt given that she can't walk through walls) and my immediate reaction is to swat at it. On the other hand, it would get us in position to stab the thing with our weapon and given color profiles at the beginning we are the one that gets to do the stabbing.
We haven't really done anything yet so all we know is glaive/naginata like weapon and this:
And going from her green outfit:
As I said, we are probably going to have to be the one to stab this thing.
I'm going to argue that this is a riskier plan as I know I can feel stuff crawling on my leg (and our character can be felt given that she can't walk through walls) and my immediate reaction is to swat at it. On the other hand, it would get us in position to stab the thing with our weapon and given color profiles at the beginning we are the one that gets to do the stabbing.
We haven't really done anything yet so all we know is glaive/naginata like weapon and this:
And going from her green outfit:
As I said, we are probably going to have to be the one to stab this thing.
- Location
- On a Journey Through The Decade
[X] Climb (Take a ride on the creature's leg and look for weak points.)
So by the looks of it; two first level support spec'd Magical Girls are fighting a monster that doesn't seemed like it's for beginners. This seems less then ideal, when we have to be DPS.
So by the looks of it; two first level support spec'd Magical Girls are fighting a monster that doesn't seemed like it's for beginners. This seems less then ideal, when we have to be DPS.
[X] Climb (Take a ride on the creature's leg and look for weak points.)
- Location
- College Station, Texas
[X] Defend (Head up to her location to see how she'sfaring, and if you can help at all.)
Ultramandalore
Errant Quester
- Location
- just south of Parts Unknown
[X] Distract (Stay on the ground, but try to draw its attention away from her.)
Whoa, what? We just kept observing when the girl was loudly wondering where her backup was? We kept observing once the fight had actually started? We kept observing until our ally was punched through a second-story window from the ground?
That's a lot more observation than I expected. I hope this is the kind of setting where getting hit like that is no big deal. If not, well... dead people can be magical girls, so maybe she can just continue her normal life that way. (It's not clear why the protagonist hasn't considered whether it's possible to use her new job's perks to continue her normal life.)
That's a lot more observation than I expected. I hope this is the kind of setting where getting hit like that is no big deal. If not, well... dead people can be magical girls, so maybe she can just continue her normal life that way. (It's not clear why the protagonist hasn't considered whether it's possible to use her new job's perks to continue her normal life.)
- Location
- Singapore
- Pronouns
- Singular They
I admit I was kind of hoping and assuming that as well, since in Precure (a magical girl franchise for young children aged 6-12), the usual measurement for durability is "how many buildings did you get punched through", with the number starting from "three" and going up.
SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Kikuko was operating under the assumption that the new girl knew what she was doing. Now that it's clear she doesn't, the time to take action has come.
SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Inserted tally - Voting is locked.
Even someone who knows what they're doing can need backup. You don't withhold support just because you think someone knows what they're doing! It took way too long and far too many signs for Kikuko to realize the other girl needed help.
1J - Hit and Run
SpoopyGhost
Undead Demi Kuudere Tsundere
- Location
- Your Haunted Attic
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Maybe you should move now… You leap to the side to avoid its massive fist and transform in a flash, grabbing your weapon in both hands. Swinging wide, you slam the bladed end as hard and deep as you can into its arm - though you can't help but wince at the sound.
It works as intended, though, the beast letting out a roar of pain as it begins blindly searching for the target. You're already sprinting away as fast as you can, down another, less well-lit street and away from the intersection, away from the broken window. It doesn't take long for the road to begin juddering under your feet, as the monster gallops in chase. It's catching up fast, and you haven't even gotten that far…
You skid to a stop and turn around; willing something, anything to happen, you swing your weapon wide. To your surprise, it actually works, and a strange curtain of light, or energy, or something, forms in the blade's wake. It's a shimmering and ethereal thing in shades of purple, blue, and green, with a touch of pink and coral in spots. You stare at it for a moment, transfixed, before another roar reminds you of the living freight train bearing down on you.
You roll away to the side, which turns out to be a wise decision; as you regain your feet, there's a massive impact as the beast faceplants where you'd been standing just moments ago; it's sprawled over the light ribbon you'd made, which hangs stubbornly in midair, acting solid despite looking more cloudy from this angle.
Either way, the beast seems stunned, and you can't blame it. There's cracks in the pavement where its bulbous head landed, and the face doesn't appear to be in much better shape, dented in and bleeding a tad. That's going to leave a bruise, you find yourself thinking.
Back up the road, you hear a small zing sound; up in the window, the green girl is standing, arm extended to hold the hoop-blade that just returned. She takes a confident step forward… and then falls sideways out the window, landing in a pile on the sidewalk below, followed by a plaintive "Owww."
You glance back and forth, not sure where to focus, but the monster isn't moving, so you rush back up to the verdette. It takes a bit of fumbling, but you finally manage to help her to her feet; she's swaying a tad, but seems coherent enough as she casts about for her quarry. "Uh, thanks," she says, before finally spotting the downed creature. "Oh, thank goodness. You must be my help, then."
And then she actually looks at you, and her expression undergoes a rapid transformation. Blank confusion, then dawning comprehension and stunned disbelief. Then a flash of pain, immediately covered with fierce rage. Then another realization, followed by calm tinged by lingering confusion. "Sorry…" she finally says, bowing, "You… reminded me of someone else for a moment there. You look just like her, really, but… well no, yeah, that's impossible now."
She takes a deep breath in and out, before opening her eyes again, bowing a second time, and sticking out a hand to shake. "Anyway, thank you for showing up when you did; I thought it was over for me. That thing… hits hard." She winces and clutches her side suddenly, and you rush to catch her, but she bats your hand away. "I'm fine!"
You still find yourself hovering anxiously as she half-stalks, half-limps imperiously away, toward the monster. "Anyway, how much has that shadow thing told you? They've been bugging me about it for a week now, but I only actually accepted an ho- a day ago. Do you have any clue what to do about this thing? They said it can be turned back into a human, but I was… distracted when they explained how."
What to sa-
Before you can respond, the monster suddenly begins moving again, lifting itself up - you realize the ribbon of light is in the last stages of fading away now. More importantly, the beast, despite its lack of facial features, is looking decidedly unhappy as it turns toward the two of you.
"Well that's not good."
What do you do?
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It works as intended, though, the beast letting out a roar of pain as it begins blindly searching for the target. You're already sprinting away as fast as you can, down another, less well-lit street and away from the intersection, away from the broken window. It doesn't take long for the road to begin juddering under your feet, as the monster gallops in chase. It's catching up fast, and you haven't even gotten that far…
You skid to a stop and turn around; willing something, anything to happen, you swing your weapon wide. To your surprise, it actually works, and a strange curtain of light, or energy, or something, forms in the blade's wake. It's a shimmering and ethereal thing in shades of purple, blue, and green, with a touch of pink and coral in spots. You stare at it for a moment, transfixed, before another roar reminds you of the living freight train bearing down on you.
You roll away to the side, which turns out to be a wise decision; as you regain your feet, there's a massive impact as the beast faceplants where you'd been standing just moments ago; it's sprawled over the light ribbon you'd made, which hangs stubbornly in midair, acting solid despite looking more cloudy from this angle.
Either way, the beast seems stunned, and you can't blame it. There's cracks in the pavement where its bulbous head landed, and the face doesn't appear to be in much better shape, dented in and bleeding a tad. That's going to leave a bruise, you find yourself thinking.
Back up the road, you hear a small zing sound; up in the window, the green girl is standing, arm extended to hold the hoop-blade that just returned. She takes a confident step forward… and then falls sideways out the window, landing in a pile on the sidewalk below, followed by a plaintive "Owww."
You glance back and forth, not sure where to focus, but the monster isn't moving, so you rush back up to the verdette. It takes a bit of fumbling, but you finally manage to help her to her feet; she's swaying a tad, but seems coherent enough as she casts about for her quarry. "Uh, thanks," she says, before finally spotting the downed creature. "Oh, thank goodness. You must be my help, then."
And then she actually looks at you, and her expression undergoes a rapid transformation. Blank confusion, then dawning comprehension and stunned disbelief. Then a flash of pain, immediately covered with fierce rage. Then another realization, followed by calm tinged by lingering confusion. "Sorry…" she finally says, bowing, "You… reminded me of someone else for a moment there. You look just like her, really, but… well no, yeah, that's impossible now."
She takes a deep breath in and out, before opening her eyes again, bowing a second time, and sticking out a hand to shake. "Anyway, thank you for showing up when you did; I thought it was over for me. That thing… hits hard." She winces and clutches her side suddenly, and you rush to catch her, but she bats your hand away. "I'm fine!"
You still find yourself hovering anxiously as she half-stalks, half-limps imperiously away, toward the monster. "Anyway, how much has that shadow thing told you? They've been bugging me about it for a week now, but I only actually accepted an ho- a day ago. Do you have any clue what to do about this thing? They said it can be turned back into a human, but I was… distracted when they explained how."
What to sa-
Before you can respond, the monster suddenly begins moving again, lifting itself up - you realize the ribbon of light is in the last stages of fading away now. More importantly, the beast, despite its lack of facial features, is looking decidedly unhappy as it turns toward the two of you.
"Well that's not good."
What do you do?
> Write-In
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ColdGoldLazarus
Contrary Quester, Spreadsheet Queen, Pink Flamingo
- Location
- Challenger Deep
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Interestingly, we don't seem to know them, or at least if we do, not well enough to recognize them.
A stalker, maybe?
obssesednuker
Commander of 10 Million Men
- Location
- In the Kremlin, activating Perimtr.
I was gonna suggest (ex-)best friend, or maybe even (ex-)girlfriend, but our failure to recognize her renders that unlikely. Unless being dead has affected our memory?
Or maybe she's responsible for our death in some manner?
Plot-twist: this has been a Yandere Simulator AU this entire time. We're Taeko Yamada (the name for fem!Senpai). This is Ayano Aishi in her magical girl form, trying to vent her despair over her loss through magical girldom.
Or maybe she's responsible for our death in some manner?
A stalker, maybe?
Plot-twist: this has been a Yandere Simulator AU this entire time. We're Taeko Yamada (the name for fem!Senpai). This is Ayano Aishi in her magical girl form, trying to vent her despair over her loss through magical girldom.
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