- Location
- spinning
Don't you have eyes on the back of your head?Hence the dubious part. And now, discuss part?
Puella Magi Adfligo Systema
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- ⇙
I haven't found a complete collection yet. They are form the Madoka Magica Mobage (mobile game).
Just google that or Madoka cards and you're bound to find tons of them.
Dirtnap
Kanmusu Affecionado
I haven't found a complete collection yet. They are form the Madoka Magica Mobage (mobile game).
Just google that or Madoka cards and you're bound to find tons of them.
The best part is that they are done by the PMMM artists. So they can be technically considered canon.
PhantomFractions
I can (not) type fast enough
- Location
- Australia
It's funny, no matter how cute that looks, all I can think of when I see it is Alice in Wonderland.
~*~
"But I don't want to go among mad people," Madoka remarked."Oh, you can't help that, we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?"
"Well, you must be, or you wouldn't be here."
Madoka didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on "And how do you know that you're mad?"
"To begin with, I've done most dreadful things to a good cup of tea! Hihihihi!~"
Her laugh was infectious, her grin broad and her eyes sparkled with good natured mischief - but Madoka couldn't so much as smile. Beneath the playful mood and silly jokes she felt an undercurrent of unease - a sense of secret meanings hidden just below the surface of this impossibly familiar stranger...
"No. I'm not mad."
"Really? This looks an asylum to me."
"I'm NOT mad."
"That so? Well, I suppose the only thing to do is to take it up with the warden, right?"
Madoka looked down at her tea, stomach churning in worry at the nameless fear that, somehow, something was dreadfully wrong...
And then, for just a moment, she saw her face reflected in her teacup not with eyes of pink, but of gold.
She started and looked up, with a question at the tip of her tongue, but the other girl was gone.
No teacup sat on the table; no chair sat opposite her.
Not a single trace that she had ever been there.
And no matter how hard she tried to recall the face of the white haired foreigner the only thing that she could remember about her was that her teeth seemed too sharp to be natural.
Who is dreaming? ~*~Who has dreamt?
How I love Creepy!Wonderland (and creepy!Sabrina).And, hey, how is Homu's get-up like a writing desk?*Insert witty Raven=Ravin' pun/reference here*
NephyrisX
Luck is my dump stat. And the dice shows.
- Location
- Singapore
American McGee's Sabrina.It's funny, no matter how cute that looks, all I can think of when I see it is Alice in Wonderland.
~*~"But I don't want to go among mad people," Madoka remarked.
"Oh, you can't help that, we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
"How do you know I'm mad?"
"Well, you must be, or you wouldn't be here."
Madoka didn't think that proved it at all; however, she went on "And how do you know that you're mad?"
"To begin with, I've done most dreadful things to a good cup of tea! Hihihihi!~"
Her laugh was infectious, her grin broad and her eyes sparkled with good natured mischief - but Madoka couldn't so much as smile. Beneath the playful mood and silly jokes she felt an undercurrent of unease - a sense of secret meanings hidden just below the surface of this impossibly familiar stranger...
"No. I'm not mad."
"Really? This looks an asylum to me."
"I'm NOT mad."
"That so? Well, I suppose the only thing to do is to take it up with the warden, right?"
Madoka looked down at her tea, stomach churning in worry at the nameless fear that, somehow, something was dreadfully wrong...
And then, for just a moment, she saw her face reflected in her teacup not with eyes of pink, but of gold.
She started and looked up, with a question at the tip of her tongue, but the other girl was gone.
No teacup sat on the table; no chair sat opposite her.
Not a single trace that she had ever been there.
And no matter how hard she tried to recall the face of the white haired foreigner the only thing that she could remember about her was that her teeth seemed too sharp to be natural.
Who is dreaming? ~*~Who has dreamt?How I love Creepy!Wonderland (and creepy!Sabrina).
And, hey, how is Homu's get-up like a writing desk?*Insert witty Raven=Ravin' pun/reference here*
Torgamous
Aspiring Gynoid
- Pronouns
- She/Her
You can see either from Madoka's bedroom window.
...Pinky-spawned Sabina?
Krecart
Not for throwing.
- Pronouns
- They/Them
[MGNQ intensifies]
Into the mind of Akemi Homura
Apologies, I won't be updating today, it seems.
In replacement, have a mostly-canon omake I've been meaning to put up for a while.
In replacement, have a mostly-canon omake I've been meaning to put up for a while.
This is the mind of Akemi Homura.
How many loops has it been?
You don't really remember, any more. You can't honestly say you care, either.
Keeping Madoka safe is more important. Getting rid of Kyuubey whenever the little white rat approaches, and heading off the more powerful Witches. Keeping Tomoe Mami away from her. Even keeping Miki Sayaka safe, because Madoka might contract for her.
Except this time, things are different.
This time, there's someone new. New is different, and different is dangerous.
She got to Madoka first.
She knows more, far more, than she should.
And yet, here you are, following her plan. A long, brightly coloured nylon rope spools from your shield, as you walk away from her to find a vantage point. Knotting the end of the rope around an exposed, rusting girder on a suitable building, you return to the white haired girl and knot the rope to the one already bound around her waist.
"Ugh. Never going to get used to that," she complains as colours wash over her. The timestop, you presume. You nod at her, and unceremoniously drop the knotted rope, walking unhurriedly away.
Things... seem to have gone more smoothly, though, with her around. She actually managed to help you mend your bridges with Mami.
And isn't that funny? You can't remember the last time you actually thought of her like that - as a friend, as an ally. Always an obstacle.
But not this time.
And this new girl, this foreigner named Sabrina, has impossible powers, powers that shouldn't be possible. Powers that are perhaps your best shot at killing Walpurgisnacht. Powers that, even now, you are taking advantage of to let you walk instead of running - she's bought you the luxury to relax, just a little.
Dare you hope that she could actually help?
As you walk, you affix her Soul Gem to the lapel of your own costume.
She tells you that she knows. Knows about what you've been through, what you've done. She understands. And she looks you in the eye, and tells you that you are amazing for it. She tells you that Madoka would approve.
Nobody has ever told you that. Nobody could tell you that. Nobody should have the right to tell you that.
She did. She can, and she does.
And she cares about you. She cares about you. Not 'an ally', not 'a fellow magical girl', not 'an enemy of my enemy'. She cares about Akemi Homura, the person. She gives you advice, her trust, and her friendship, even when you don't entirely trust her.
There's just about one other person you can think of who's ever done that for you.
And...
You remember her Wish.
So you let yourself believe.
So when she tells you that she has an idea, tells you to trust her...
Perhaps you could try it, just this once.
Perhaps it'll go better this time.
You settle down on your perch, in a good position to watch over Sabrina's talks with the seer. And you grasp the rope, bringing her back into the time stop.
And you watch in bemused horror as her body crumples face first to the concrete, because you aren't as good at judging distances as you think you are.
How many loops has it been?
You don't really remember, any more. You can't honestly say you care, either.
Keeping Madoka safe is more important. Getting rid of Kyuubey whenever the little white rat approaches, and heading off the more powerful Witches. Keeping Tomoe Mami away from her. Even keeping Miki Sayaka safe, because Madoka might contract for her.
Except this time, things are different.
This time, there's someone new. New is different, and different is dangerous.
She got to Madoka first.
She knows more, far more, than she should.
And yet, here you are, following her plan. A long, brightly coloured nylon rope spools from your shield, as you walk away from her to find a vantage point. Knotting the end of the rope around an exposed, rusting girder on a suitable building, you return to the white haired girl and knot the rope to the one already bound around her waist.
"Ugh. Never going to get used to that," she complains as colours wash over her. The timestop, you presume. You nod at her, and unceremoniously drop the knotted rope, walking unhurriedly away.
Things... seem to have gone more smoothly, though, with her around. She actually managed to help you mend your bridges with Mami.
And isn't that funny? You can't remember the last time you actually thought of her like that - as a friend, as an ally. Always an obstacle.
But not this time.
And this new girl, this foreigner named Sabrina, has impossible powers, powers that shouldn't be possible. Powers that are perhaps your best shot at killing Walpurgisnacht. Powers that, even now, you are taking advantage of to let you walk instead of running - she's bought you the luxury to relax, just a little.
Dare you hope that she could actually help?
As you walk, you affix her Soul Gem to the lapel of your own costume.
She tells you that she knows. Knows about what you've been through, what you've done. She understands. And she looks you in the eye, and tells you that you are amazing for it. She tells you that Madoka would approve.
Nobody has ever told you that. Nobody could tell you that. Nobody should have the right to tell you that.
She did. She can, and she does.
And she cares about you. She cares about you. Not 'an ally', not 'a fellow magical girl', not 'an enemy of my enemy'. She cares about Akemi Homura, the person. She gives you advice, her trust, and her friendship, even when you don't entirely trust her.
There's just about one other person you can think of who's ever done that for you.
And...
You remember her Wish.
So you let yourself believe.
So when she tells you that she has an idea, tells you to trust her...
Perhaps you could try it, just this once.
Perhaps it'll go better this time.
You settle down on your perch, in a good position to watch over Sabrina's talks with the seer. And you grasp the rope, bringing her back into the time stop.
And you watch in bemused horror as her body crumples face first to the concrete, because you aren't as good at judging distances as you think you are.
Are, uhh, there other canon omakes? I, uhh, need to know.
Page 1 is a good place to start looking. I suggest "snippets of questionable canonicity".
noahgab1133
Fluffy?
of course sabrina would fall flat on her face XD
I've read all those. I meant omakes that Firn's written.Page 1 is a good place to start looking. I suggest "snippets of questionable canonicity".
I remember one involving Sendai...
In case anyone else is having as much trouble as I did finding it... those events from our perspective.
AuraTwilight
The Sorcerer of Smiles
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- The Silver City
Welp, that was the best omake ever.
CompassJimbo
Where’s Your North?
- Location
- The former Rubber Capital of the World
Discussion seems to have slowed down. Normally there'd be a huge discussion of the impact our vote would have on everyone, or on grief !!SCIENCE!!, or on shipping Sabrina with Mami, or whatever.
Gadjo
Doka
I think we came to that consensus a long time ago. We just don't feel comfortable proceeding for fear of trampling on her free will again.I think we've come to a consensus...and Sabrina/Mami is OTP.
noahgab1133
Fluffy?
urge to have sabrina call madoka mom rising
Our pinwheel whimsy mode has been activated. Now our thoughts gleefully cavort in any direction at once.
On that note, how high of a stupendous rage would Sakura have to have to attempt to fight us meguco e meguco
On that note, how high of a stupendous rage would Sakura have to have to attempt to fight us meguco e meguco
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This is a series of experiments designed to test our ability to manipulate dimensions.
Dimensional Reduction I
Dimensional Reduction II
Dimensional Expansion I
Dimensional Expansion II
1: Visualize a cone. It can be thought of as a nigh-infinite number of circles stacked upon each other, each of infinitesimally reduced size. We want one of those circles.
2: Visualize the same cone, from a perspective that can only see one of the circles. As the cone is moved perpendicularly to the circle, it seems to grow and shrink. We can't see where it's going, but knowing that it is a cone rather than a circle, we can infer that the rest of the cone which we can't see is going somewhere. A third dimension, if you will
Now, that third axis is perpendicular to both of our axes. Discard the limited perspective, and we can see this easily. Now, assume a fourth axis perpendicular to all three we can see, and push our cone along it.
Dimensional Reduction I
1. Compress or otherwise reduce untransmuted grief to be two dimensional.1
2. If successful, GOTO Dimensional Expansion I
3. If unseccessful, GOTO Dimensional Reduction II
Expected results:
2. If successful, GOTO Dimensional Expansion I
3. If unseccessful, GOTO Dimensional Reduction II
Expected results:
Success: A two dimensional sheet of grief is created. Great!
Failure: A two dimensional sheet of grief is outside of our ability to create, for now.
Unexpected Outcome: Huh. That's interesting...
Failure: A two dimensional sheet of grief is outside of our ability to create, for now.
Unexpected Outcome: Huh. That's interesting...
Dimensional Reduction II
1. Transmute grief into a two-dimensional format.1
2. If successful, GOTO Dimensional Expansion II.
3. If failed, GOTO That's interesting.
Expected Results
2. If successful, GOTO Dimensional Expansion II.
3. If failed, GOTO That's interesting.
Expected Results
Success/Failed/Unexpected are the same as in Dimensional Reduction I
Dimensional Expansion I
1. Attempt to expand grief into another dimension, reversing the process we used to reduce it to a two-dimensional state.2
2. If successful, yay!
3. If failure, GOTO Dimensional Expansion II
Expected Results
2. If successful, yay!
3. If failure, GOTO Dimensional Expansion II
Expected Results
Success: Celebrate
Failure: Curious.
Failure: Curious.
Dimensional Expansion II
1. Transmute Grief into a four-dimensional format.
2. If successful, celebrate.
3. If failed, GOTO That's interesting.
Expected Results:
2. If successful, celebrate.
3. If failed, GOTO That's interesting.
Expected Results:
Success: Go ahead and compare the result to witch barriers, but we got it.
Failure: Gather what data we can, we'll find out what went wrong.
Failure: Gather what data we can, we'll find out what went wrong.
1: Visualize a cone. It can be thought of as a nigh-infinite number of circles stacked upon each other, each of infinitesimally reduced size. We want one of those circles.
2: Visualize the same cone, from a perspective that can only see one of the circles. As the cone is moved perpendicularly to the circle, it seems to grow and shrink. We can't see where it's going, but knowing that it is a cone rather than a circle, we can infer that the rest of the cone which we can't see is going somewhere. A third dimension, if you will
Now, that third axis is perpendicular to both of our axes. Discard the limited perspective, and we can see this easily. Now, assume a fourth axis perpendicular to all three we can see, and push our cone along it.
Jackercracks
In a British accent
- Location
- England
I wonder when the last time everyone agreed like this was? Probably a while.
Might as well make a list of SCIENCE! ideas to try out. Proposing: Plan Frankenstein
-Pour healing magic into a grief gem.
Might as well make a list of SCIENCE! ideas to try out. Proposing: Plan Frankenstein
-Pour healing magic into a grief gem.
-Get a dedicated healer to pour healing magic into a grief gem.
-Attempt magical girl mitosis: try to regrow a spare body from a severed finger.-Get a dedicated healer to try same.
-Attempt to attach grief gem to spare magical girl body.
-Try: Grief connections, healing magic connections, gem bop.
-Attempt to attach grief gem to spare magical girl body.
-Try: Grief connections, healing magic connections, gem bop.
-IT'S ALLIIIIIIIIVE!
-Respect your creation, treat her right.
-Respect your creation, treat her right.
Jackercracks
In a British accent
- Location
- England
So uh, what exactly does it mean if we can make 4th dimensional things? I'm having a hard time comprehending what exactly this allows us to do.