- Location
- England
Magical Girl Quest - The Fire That Burns
- Thread starter Rukia
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- Original
- Location
- Somewhere
Ah! So that's what the Beginning and the End means. Together they become Infinity.
I wonder if we can get bonuses while training if we play to our theme (Infinity).
Edit: Maybe there is a null-themed magical girl currently running around?
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- Location
- Earth
This sounds like a good idea indeed.
So maybe something like...
[X] Stay in your camp for an hour or so, you have some things you want to do before you move on
[X] Practice
-[X] Try to multitask with your magic, start by making two small flames and separately changing their colors at the same time. Experiment try to push your control even if it's just as confusing as patting your head and rubbing your belly at the same time for the very first time. Move on to fire and ice? But slowly and very carefully especially on the last one.
-[X] Constant exercise: create a single flame (no bigger than that of a candle) to hover directly over your palm; keep it there and move it around with you, make sure it does not set anything on fire. Do only snuff it out if it would be detrimental to keep active or you can no longer keep it under control
[X] Get going
-[X] During rests, see if you can direct Alpha and Omega instead of making it a bubble around you; maybe by pressing the field towards a particular area; try arranging it in different geometrical patterns.
[X] Do keep your eyes out for a good location to spend the night once the sky starts becoming orange
[X] In the evening, before and after dinner, see if you can combine Alpha and Omega with Thermokinesis; instead of just pushing down the temperature, absorb the heat out of the air as energy to cool it down.
-[X] Make sure Una is at least twenty metres away from you and do this only in a small sphere around yourself
[X] Before bed, read the Survival Guide with Una for a bit
Like this? Too much?
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- Somewhere
I like it, but I'd rather practice Alpha/Omega only when we're still. Unlike fire and ice, degraded reality tends to be harder to hide and we want to avoid leaving any hints of our presence behind.
[X] Naron
Did we even start to read the survival guide? I don't remember if we did.
- Location
- Earth
I will edit the guide in and change a few small parts.
Edit: Done, although it now is a vote for the whole day and not just the morning.
By the way, should I put in the part about hunting to get some meat?
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- Somewhere
Maybe? Though I would prefer to practice our surviving skills without relying on our magic.
- Location
- Earth
Hm... I will leave it out for now, then. Let us see what the current options have in store, then go over other things we might need.
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Also, I forgot to put in the Survival Guide before. Added
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- England
Current vote comes out to [2] Commonwealth - RULE BRITANNIA, ???, ???
Hold onto your cap lads.
Brb, just going to go and make myself a cup of tea. You have no idea how much I wanted you guys to pick this.
Your rolls, copied literally straight from the roller I use. (I flipped them upside down, they were out order)
1D100 => 93 Check 2 passed
RULE BRITANNIA INTENSIFIES
Hold onto your cap lads.
Brb, just going to go and make myself a cup of tea. You have no idea how much I wanted you guys to pick this.
Your rolls, copied literally straight from the roller I use. (I flipped them upside down, they were out order)
1D100 => 65 Check 1 passed1D100 => 93 Check 2 passed
RULE BRITANNIA INTENSIFIES
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THE COMMONWEALTH
- Location
- England
As you looked over the proposal that had been delivered to your desk, inside your secured office on private land surrounded by trained soldiers that patrolled endlessly you thought hard. The sheer impossibility of this note being here spoke more to you of the resources behind whoever did this than anything else. The only way into this room was a solid steel door, there were no windows or ventilation units, the walls were also solid steel. The only possible way to open this door was a complicated mix of biological scanners, vocal confirmation that would be audible to the two squads of soldiers stationed at either end of the hall, the two solders that were to stand either side of the door at all times, the key you held in your hands that only worked because it had been damaged by age, a copy would not work and finally there was your trusty dog on the other side, trained specifically to maul anyone not you.
Considering the complete and utter lack of anything inside the room, even something being displaced by you having put it there your only conclusion was that this was either the work of god or some other impossible to understand force. Your own research had made it clear that it was possible to achieve such a thing, but you had also warded your room against such things. There was no-one in the world who had delved into the sciences behind the universe as you had, the walls resisted becoming permeable through specific waves of sound, the door's interior was reinforced with a crystal styled atomic bonds, the dog itself had been bred from several generations that you had personally raised to ensure everything was perfect. There would be no fooling them as to whether or not you were you, he even became aggressive if you had a strange burst of emotion, changing your outward scent too much.
And so, the innocuous letter that sat upon your desk was something that you were deeply afraid of. You had no lapse in memory and were accounted for, this room was as it had been, even the air was exactly as you had left it. All of these factors combined led you to the conclusion that this was an offer made with the utmost seriousness and power. Truly, even with your vast collection of science, including all things you had personally discovered this was something not possible if it was to take place within the current laws of the universe.
Opening the letter yourself did not calm your nerves in the slighted, though it did make you raise a scruffy eyebrow.
You have been cordially invited to a gathering of distinguished individuals. Your presence is not required, however we would deeply appreciate such an occurrence and assure you that you will be greatly intrigued by the subjects that are to be discussed.
If you accept our offer, please destroy this letter in any manner you wish. If you decline, simply leave this letter as it is. You have one week to respond.
Cordially, CDF 1155
The lack of a recipient amuses you, as you briefly consider whether the author was too lazy to specify each letter they most likely sent or if they simply didn't see the bother. After all, it was in his room, one of the most secure location on the planet. Still, the content itself intrigues you greatly. You were well known for pushing the boundaries of known science in all subjects you deigned to touch, you had taken the laws of physics and bent them over your knee like you would a naughty child. Rewritten the book on several subjects entirely and pushed forwards knowledge on a subject globally multiple times. If it wasn't for you, breaking into those subjects when they did, why who knows what could have happened. Most likely would be the incompetents making minor progress and then sitting on their laurels, slowing down the progress of humanity by decades! Nay, centuries!
Still, the possibility of such a thing... Reading between the lines informs you that this will be a most spectacular event. You had seen many things in your time, attended many a gathering of the minds. But considering the circumstances surrounding such a letter. Yes, you were most interested.
(Roll: 65 Required: 50)
A pair of eyes look over the report laid before them with great displeasure. Neatly organised folders and loose papers lie across the desk, a slowly steaming cup of tea resting half full atop the entirely ordinary wooden desk.
It was the contents of the report that deeply dissatisfied the reader, it was something they had personally seen witness to, slowly progressing over time. The slow reduction of naval forces, the abysmal effort towards the army, a nations economy falling from it's grand past. Docks around the world being released, nations freed because of the laziness of the government, the inefficiency seeping into every aspect of the nation. It was unacceptable. They had been appointed this post mere hours ago, it's created happening minutes before and already the task ahead could be seen with it's full implications.
It had only taken a small effort to have the Canadians and Australians see how things could be. The recent collapse of what would have soon been an economical juggernaut in China has shaken them enough that all it had taken was a few words in the right ears and what appeared to be concessions to them, that was that was needed to return them to their membership of the commonwealth. Truly, the fall of China had been a most fortuitous event, though the lack of it's numerous imports would hurt the economy in the short term, the far reaching effects would be most useful.
All it had taken was a well written report and a prospect of the outcome, no exaggerations necessary and they had received the necessary funding and authority. What independents had already started reaching towards, a massive expansion in industrial output to help mitigate the complete lack of exports coming from China, was taken swiftly in hand. All competition was pressed for options while all doors were open for them. Prime land, changing the narrative of the education to properly emphasise the nations reliance upon itself and the need for workers, an outreach towards tens of thousands of homeless factory workers. The buildings were already underway, workers surging towards their construction with materials seemingly appearing for the perfect prices at just the right times, while competitors suffered from setback after setback.
All of this part of a carefully constructed narrative of the resurgence of a once mighty country, the owners of the companies seeking to return the country to its place among the giants and acting with goodwill towards all they encountered. Careful choices had even allowed them to find such people and give them the necessary nudge towards accomplishing such things themselves, simply seeing the luck that was bestowed upon them in their projects as karma repaying what good they had given the word.
Still, this was the first step in the plan. With a resurgence of industrial might, some careful work here and there to ensure that the right people achieved what they should and a sprinkling of corporate espionage. Their enemies were practically fighting amongst themselves. The Americans were in disarray, their fractured government working against itself even now. The Europeans who rested upon their laurels hummed and hawed over their actions, but the gathering of nations simply spun itself in circles getting nowhere. It truly hadn't required much effort at all to make this so, it had already been happening, but sometimes a little can go a long way.
The stage was set for the revitalisation of the economy, that would come shortly. The gathering of minds would ensure they would be technologically ahead, once it came to pass. A centre was already constructed for them to work from, to be staffed by the best from all over the commonwealth and the world beyond, having everything they could possibly request at any level.
Next, would come the resurgence of the empire.
(Roll: 93 Required: 70)
A deep rumbling ran through the area, a feeling that ran down to ones very bones, spreading throughout the area. It appeared in slow bursts, the shaking causing rocks to fall from the mountains and the lake to shiver.
An hour later, the vibrations ceased, and all was still for a long moment. The land itself was silent, there was no wind even as high as it was, the water dared not move a drop. There was not a single being upon that land.
The moment passed and there was a crack, in something but nothing. A single stone, felled from the mountain, rolled and bounced all the way to the bottom of it's path.
When it reached the bottom, there was silence for a time. Then there was a single, long rumble, the shaking cracking the mountain and swaying the land.
An eye opens.
Considering the complete and utter lack of anything inside the room, even something being displaced by you having put it there your only conclusion was that this was either the work of god or some other impossible to understand force. Your own research had made it clear that it was possible to achieve such a thing, but you had also warded your room against such things. There was no-one in the world who had delved into the sciences behind the universe as you had, the walls resisted becoming permeable through specific waves of sound, the door's interior was reinforced with a crystal styled atomic bonds, the dog itself had been bred from several generations that you had personally raised to ensure everything was perfect. There would be no fooling them as to whether or not you were you, he even became aggressive if you had a strange burst of emotion, changing your outward scent too much.
And so, the innocuous letter that sat upon your desk was something that you were deeply afraid of. You had no lapse in memory and were accounted for, this room was as it had been, even the air was exactly as you had left it. All of these factors combined led you to the conclusion that this was an offer made with the utmost seriousness and power. Truly, even with your vast collection of science, including all things you had personally discovered this was something not possible if it was to take place within the current laws of the universe.
Opening the letter yourself did not calm your nerves in the slighted, though it did make you raise a scruffy eyebrow.
You have been cordially invited to a gathering of distinguished individuals. Your presence is not required, however we would deeply appreciate such an occurrence and assure you that you will be greatly intrigued by the subjects that are to be discussed.
If you accept our offer, please destroy this letter in any manner you wish. If you decline, simply leave this letter as it is. You have one week to respond.
Cordially, CDF 1155
The lack of a recipient amuses you, as you briefly consider whether the author was too lazy to specify each letter they most likely sent or if they simply didn't see the bother. After all, it was in his room, one of the most secure location on the planet. Still, the content itself intrigues you greatly. You were well known for pushing the boundaries of known science in all subjects you deigned to touch, you had taken the laws of physics and bent them over your knee like you would a naughty child. Rewritten the book on several subjects entirely and pushed forwards knowledge on a subject globally multiple times. If it wasn't for you, breaking into those subjects when they did, why who knows what could have happened. Most likely would be the incompetents making minor progress and then sitting on their laurels, slowing down the progress of humanity by decades! Nay, centuries!
Still, the possibility of such a thing... Reading between the lines informs you that this will be a most spectacular event. You had seen many things in your time, attended many a gathering of the minds. But considering the circumstances surrounding such a letter. Yes, you were most interested.
(Roll: 65 Required: 50)
A pair of eyes look over the report laid before them with great displeasure. Neatly organised folders and loose papers lie across the desk, a slowly steaming cup of tea resting half full atop the entirely ordinary wooden desk.
It was the contents of the report that deeply dissatisfied the reader, it was something they had personally seen witness to, slowly progressing over time. The slow reduction of naval forces, the abysmal effort towards the army, a nations economy falling from it's grand past. Docks around the world being released, nations freed because of the laziness of the government, the inefficiency seeping into every aspect of the nation. It was unacceptable. They had been appointed this post mere hours ago, it's created happening minutes before and already the task ahead could be seen with it's full implications.
It had only taken a small effort to have the Canadians and Australians see how things could be. The recent collapse of what would have soon been an economical juggernaut in China has shaken them enough that all it had taken was a few words in the right ears and what appeared to be concessions to them, that was that was needed to return them to their membership of the commonwealth. Truly, the fall of China had been a most fortuitous event, though the lack of it's numerous imports would hurt the economy in the short term, the far reaching effects would be most useful.
All it had taken was a well written report and a prospect of the outcome, no exaggerations necessary and they had received the necessary funding and authority. What independents had already started reaching towards, a massive expansion in industrial output to help mitigate the complete lack of exports coming from China, was taken swiftly in hand. All competition was pressed for options while all doors were open for them. Prime land, changing the narrative of the education to properly emphasise the nations reliance upon itself and the need for workers, an outreach towards tens of thousands of homeless factory workers. The buildings were already underway, workers surging towards their construction with materials seemingly appearing for the perfect prices at just the right times, while competitors suffered from setback after setback.
All of this part of a carefully constructed narrative of the resurgence of a once mighty country, the owners of the companies seeking to return the country to its place among the giants and acting with goodwill towards all they encountered. Careful choices had even allowed them to find such people and give them the necessary nudge towards accomplishing such things themselves, simply seeing the luck that was bestowed upon them in their projects as karma repaying what good they had given the word.
Still, this was the first step in the plan. With a resurgence of industrial might, some careful work here and there to ensure that the right people achieved what they should and a sprinkling of corporate espionage. Their enemies were practically fighting amongst themselves. The Americans were in disarray, their fractured government working against itself even now. The Europeans who rested upon their laurels hummed and hawed over their actions, but the gathering of nations simply spun itself in circles getting nowhere. It truly hadn't required much effort at all to make this so, it had already been happening, but sometimes a little can go a long way.
The stage was set for the revitalisation of the economy, that would come shortly. The gathering of minds would ensure they would be technologically ahead, once it came to pass. A centre was already constructed for them to work from, to be staffed by the best from all over the commonwealth and the world beyond, having everything they could possibly request at any level.
Next, would come the resurgence of the empire.
(Roll: 93 Required: 70)
A deep rumbling ran through the area, a feeling that ran down to ones very bones, spreading throughout the area. It appeared in slow bursts, the shaking causing rocks to fall from the mountains and the lake to shiver.
An hour later, the vibrations ceased, and all was still for a long moment. The land itself was silent, there was no wind even as high as it was, the water dared not move a drop. There was not a single being upon that land.
The moment passed and there was a crack, in something but nothing. A single stone, felled from the mountain, rolled and bounced all the way to the bottom of it's path.
When it reached the bottom, there was silence for a time. Then there was a single, long rumble, the shaking cracking the mountain and swaying the land.
An eye opens.
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- florida
Please be a good eye.
And then an Adamantoise gets up and eats a continent.
Britannia... well, we're going to need humanity united at some point I guess.
Britannia... well, we're going to need humanity united at some point I guess.
- Location
- England
Background rolls for this...
Rolls are bottom to top.
I don't even...
Really guys?
Really?
Rolls are bottom to top.
I don't even...
Really guys?
Really?
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so... infinite power here we come?
Now we just need to fix that small issue of not being able to raise our base fucking stats.
- Location
- England
That is something that is going to take both time and effort.Now we just need to fix that small issue of not being able to raise our base fucking stats.
Also potentially some magic fuckery, depending on how scared you are of the dice.
Failing self-magic fuckery rolls would be... bad
You... are locking literally the first things MGs in every other iteration of this setting behind experimentation?
*Pinches bridge of nose* ... Just... fine, whatever.
- Location
- England
While you aren't the first Magical Girl, the third actually, the way the world works right now is quite different from how the world works in Crystalwatchers Quest.
Human magic is influenced by what they believe, at the moment deep down they don't believe that Magical Girls exist.
They can come into creation, but they are not as inherently powerful as they would be if the entire world knew of them and their potential power.
You are a MG, but you have no ingrained instincts, you don't know how to do things.
Your body doesn't strengthen with time automatically, you need to strengthen it yourself.
The mix of belief and doubt colouring magic right now is hindering you and helping you in some ways.
You enjoy complete anonymity, mostly. In exchange you don't have the benefit of literally an entire race believing that you can be anything or do anything.
Not that you can't, but there is no easy path to victory. There is you and your grit.
- Location
- The Garden
I fail to see the problem, we currently have reinforcement so it's fine til we get tighter control over our magic right?
Not really, no. Reinforcement is a multiplier. Good yes, but our shit base damage is going to be hindering it well into the double digit levels it's going to get to soon.
A 300% modifier on 30 damage vs. a 200% one 50 damage.
Reinforcement is 5% per level, so that's a difference of 20 levels of reinforcement and probably only 2 or 3 on the base damage.
So, really no. Reinforcements usefulness scales with our base damage, so right now it's only barely less shit than our base self/not using it at all.
Unless the opponent is human, cause humans are really fucking squishy in this setting.
... For the sake of my sanity I'm going to assume you're ignorant as opposed to stupid with that comment.
If he's using Crystal's demons to any real degree then literally the weakest demons of the setting one-shot us and we can't even hurt them with our normal attacks.
And I literally just explained the issue with reinforcement one post above you... Does no one bother reading anymore.
All MGs raise their base stats. Period. Most MGs have resilience in the hundreds or thousands. We have 10. Most have Damage in the hundreds or thousands. We have 15.
They do not start out that way most of the time. MGs grow. The entire point of humanity in this setting is that it grows. It goes from adorable fluff-ball to murderous metal-shard slime with debuff powers. And than keeps growing.
MGs are the epitome of this. They Grow.
I'd really recommend you going to read Crystalwatcher's quest. Before I have another issue like this, because I almost wrote the single most scathing reply I could think of before I realized that I would probably get in trouble with a mod and you really might, somehow, just not know.
Considering MGs are basically Gaia's auto-immune response to Demons... I find this stupid. Locking magical powers behind experimentation? Sure, fine. Licking our base stat enhancements behind even more dangerous experimentation?
And exactly how are MGs not supposed to die to demons in droves? Or better yet, get captured and then run through pretty much every nasty little thing one can think of happening to a person in Hell.
Spectral Waltz
Scatterbrained Writer
- Location
- Walking the Endless Corridors
... For the sake of my sanity I'm going to assume you're ignorant as opposed to stupid with that comment.
If he's using Crystal's demons to any real degree then literally the weakest demons of the setting one-shot us and we can't even hurt them with our normal attacks.
And I literally just explained the issue with reinforcement one post above you... Does no one bother reading anymore.
All MGs raise their base stats. Period. Most MGs have resilience in the hundreds or thousands. We have 10. Most have Damage in the hundreds or thousands. We have 15.
They do not start out that way most of the time. MGs grow. The entire point of humanity in this setting is that it grows. It goes from adorable fluff-ball to murderous metal-shard slime with debuff powers. And than keeps growing.
MGs are the epitome of this. They Grow.
I'd really recommend you going to read Crystalwatcher's quest. Before I have another issue like this, because I almost wrote the single most scathing reply I could think of before I realized that I would probably get in trouble with a mod and you really might, somehow, just not know.
Considering MGs are basically Gaia's auto-immune response to Demons... I find this stupid. Locking magical powers behind experimentation? Sure, fine. Licking our base stat enhancements behind even more dangerous experimentation?
And exactly how are MGs not supposed to die to demons in droves? Or better yet, get captured and then run through pretty much every nasty little thing one can think of happening to a person in Hell.
I worry you might be slightly ignoring the point about belief though? The more people believe in us, the more our capabilities will start to grow on their own.
Also while this quest is based on Crystalwatcher you don't know for sure if the demons are the same stat-wise.
Calm down, take a step back, and think. You are throwing around declaratives like they're going out of style and so far as I can tell you have little to back them up with.
We have ways forward.
- Location
- England
I think you have misunderstood.... For the sake of my sanity I'm going to assume you're ignorant as opposed to stupid with that comment.
If he's using Crystal's demons to any real degree then literally the weakest demons of the setting one-shot us and we can't even hurt them with our normal attacks.
And I literally just explained the issue with reinforcement one post above you... Does no one bother reading anymore.
All MGs raise their base stats. Period. Most MGs have resilience in the hundreds or thousands. We have 10. Most have Damage in the hundreds or thousands. We have 15.
They do not start out that way most of the time. MGs grow. The entire point of humanity in this setting is that it grows. It goes from adorable fluff-ball to murderous metal-shard slime with debuff powers. And than keeps growing.
MGs are the epitome of this. They Grow.
I'd really recommend you going to read Crystalwatcher's quest. Before I have another issue like this, because I almost wrote the single most scathing reply I could think of before I realized that I would probably get in trouble with a mod and you really might, somehow, just not know.
Considering MGs are basically Gaia's auto-immune response to Demons... I find this stupid. Locking magical powers behind experimentation? Sure, fine. Licking our base stat enhancements behind even more dangerous experimentation?
And exactly how are MGs not supposed to die to demons in droves? Or better yet, get captured and then run through pretty much every nasty little thing one can think of happening to a person in Hell.
You don't need to use magic fuckery to raise your base stats. It is merely one way of doing so quickly, though it is risky.
You can raise them by just going to the gym y'know. Just... slowly.
I'm not ignoring it. I get it.
I'm left wondering why anyone would believe in an MG over the military or something when they're as weak as we are. If an MG just dies from a lovetap from some demon, who would put their belief in that? I wouldn't.
Considering the first one that popped up and how important he sounded with how long it would take other demons to figure out what happened to him? Fairly safe guess that they're close. Close enough for this comparison anyway.
Except we kind of have to map it out ourself and hope we don't pop like a balloon while doing so.
And the only point this really stands with is my comments on humanity. Everything else I've said has some basis in things that have already happened or can be extrapolated with pattern recognition.
Humans are squishy. So unless just having magic somehow removed the max limits a human can have with just training themselves, we're still kind of fucked. And I'm going to guess not considering literally everything else being locked behind experimentation.
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