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Puella Magi - Memento Mori (PMMM quest)

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LostDeviljho said:
that's the way her shoes and her tights blend into eachother.
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Also the fact that she's in high heels making the shape of the foot seem odd without enough detail to make it clear what's going on. The only way you can tell where the foot even begins is that the ankle is the narrowest part.
 
RexHeller said:
Lies! You are a great artist! You're probably right on the feet thing, I don't know.
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Feet are a 3D shape with subtle curves that the brain is very good at spotting problems with because we're hard-wired to recognize other humans. Hands are even worse because of all the ways they can move, even though the shapes involved are a bit simpler.

That's why artists who are lazy and/or lacking in confidence are infamously prone to picking poses that "conveniently" hide as many hands and feet as possible. :V
 
[X] Go talk with your uncle.
-[X] tell him you have something important to show him, then transform.

I've been convinced
 
[X] Go talk with your uncle.
-[X] tell him you have something important to show him, then transform.

Finally! Actually can we convince Kyubey not to erase our love ones memories?
 
Echo said:
Ehh. I know people have suggested that but I don't really buy it as fitting Homuhomu psychology. By the canon timeline her minute-by-minute determination to keep trying is pretty much the only thing that keeps her going at all rather than witching out, which kind of precludes intentionally doing anything that would fuck up the current timeline (which includes things like causing international incidents, because possibly starting a war in the worst case scenario is not a good way to keep Madoka safe) or anything that involves planning based on the possibility of the current loop failing.
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Its possible that she had tried causing international incidents to acquire enough dakka to see if it'd help but the resulting clusterfuck makes it not worthwhile.
LostDeviljho said:
There's also the fact that, according to one of the spinoffs, Homura can't loop until Walpurgisnact hits.
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Correction, her time stop sand ticks down towards Walpurisgnacht, but she can only rewind time after she runs out of timestops...and she runs out of timestops the moment that Madoka can no longer be saved.

So once she clears walpy and saves Madoka or if saving Madoka becomes impossible, she'd no longer have timestop UNLESS there is a theoretical event where Madoka needs to be saved once more.
 
veekie said:
Correction, her time stop sand ticks down towards Walpurisgnacht, but she can only rewind time after she runs out of timestops...and she runs out of timestops the moment that Madoka can no longer be saved.

So once she clears walpy and saves Madoka or if saving Madoka becomes impossible, she'd no longer have timestop UNLESS there is a theoretical event where Madoka needs to be saved once more.
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I know this fits with her wish, but I must admit I've never heard this particular spin on her time-rewinding ability. So if Madoka were to hypothetically die before Walpy, she would be able to go back then?
 
Jrin said:
Finally! Actually can we convince Kyubey not to erase our love ones memories?
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Well, you'd have to get to him first?

But besides that, my particular headcanon has it that Magical Girls' close relatives and friends don't normally get mindwiped if they are told about the existence of magic.
 
My understanding was tat she can stop time while she has sand and can turn back time while she doesn't. She has a month of sand and the sand doesn't fall while she's in time stop.
 
[X] Go talk with your uncle.
-[X] tell him you have something important to show him, then transform.

Let the drama begin.
 
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Chapter 2 - Court 5
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    • [X] Go talk with your uncle.
    -[X] tell him you have something important to show him, then transform.

    You bring your hands over your eyes and forcibly drag them over your forehead and hair in frustration. There are a lot of things you could do right now: homework, reading, even calling your friends… but your mind just keeps returning to your uncle washing dishes in the kitchen, oblivious to your secrets.

    Evil shipping aside…him coming back to your life after your wish is probably one of the best things that could have happened to you. This apartment you call your home is too large for a single, lonely girl. It is too silent without anyone there with you. As such, finally having someone there for to help and support you is a very welcome change, and these last few days him and your friends there have undoubtedly been among the best in your wreck of a life.

    But yet he is the only one you're constantly lying to. You turn to pick up your Soul Gem from your bag and hold it in the air above your eyes. The gray light of the gem glows weakly against the darkness of the dimly lit room, and at the bottom of the egg-shaped trinket swirls a small layer of grief.

    You are Tamiko Higekino, a Magical Girl. Kishi knows that… Evelyn knows that… Ariane knows that… Heck, even Ariane's father is privy your secret. But yet you haven't told your uncle, the man who is supposed to take care of you and watch over you. Don't you trust him with this? What is there to even be afraid of?

    ...You are not sure. There have been several chances to tell him, but each time you have skirted around the issue and fed him lies about your life. When he found out you had been injured and immediately took you to the hospital, you told him it was a bike accident. Then after whatever it was that happened in that forest-like barrier, you went to great lengths to avoid mentioning the witch when he realized you had a fever.

    And that is not even scratching the bottom of the barrel. You sigh again drop the hand holding your gem next to you. You like to think that you are as honest with your uncle as you can be. You like to think that he trusts you, and you trust him. But that would be lying to yourself.

    Even Mr. Verrier said that you should be the one to tell him the truth, lest he find out himself. If he were to catch you red-handed… well, something irreplaceable might break between you two.

    You are Tamiko Higekino, a Magical Girl... and it is time you start being honest and let your uncle know of it.

    You rise to sit on the edge of your bed and swallow a lump in your throat. You allow yourself to spare a single look at the Soul Gem grasped in your shaking fist. If you are being honest with yourself, you're afraid. You know this is something you must do, but knowing does not make it any easier.

    You can imagine yourself walking up to your uncle, telling him that you have something important to say. But when seeing his face, you know you would just freeze and start muttering excuses, lies to get out of the situation. So you need to get to the point immediately and without any leading to the subject.

    You swallow a bitter lump in your throat and rise up to stand on your slightly shaking feet.

    Here goes nothing.

    The walk to the kitchen feels like a marathon that never ends. Some part of your mind wants to turn back and think more about this, to avoid doing this. And that voice gets a bit louder with each step.

    But you are Tamiko Higekino, a Magical Girl… and you can do this. You have to do this.

    When you finally step to the kitchen, it feels like you are standing before the judge, jury and executioner. The air feels tense and nervousness bubbles in your stomach, as you tighten your grasp on the Soul Gem you're holding behind your back. Your uncle doesn't seem to feel the atmosphere, as he keeps washing the dishes in the sink while humming a quiet tune that feels eerily familiar, even if you can't quite remember where you've heard the melody before.

    "U-uncle, I…" you begin with a weak voice, "T-there's something I need to show you. S-something very important."

    The man stops the humming and lays down the brush in the steam soap water. He turns look at you, concern clear in his face. Your nervousness is that obvious, huh… "Huh, you sound really worried about this… Are you alright?" he asks you in a worried tone.

    "Y-yes? N-no? I-I… I-I'm sorry," you say and avert your gaze to look down.

    You bring out the Soul Gem held behind you and let the magic flow into your transformation. The chainmail, the tabard, the boots, the cloak, the shield… you can feel each and every piece of your equipment form from the white flash of light engulfing the room. But this time you can't feel the usual confidence, the elation from the soothing presence of your magic.

    There is only fear as you force your eyes open to see your uncle's reaction.

    The man seems surprised for a second, clearly not expecting this at all. But that is gone in a near instant. Your uncle looks down, hiding his gaze, and something seems to break, shatter in his expression. It is a very tired, resigned one... He is gritting his teeth, but tries to sound as neutral and gentle as possible when he asks, "How long?"

    Huh!?

    "S-since the New Years…" you stutter out quietly out of reflex. It is probably for the better, as you seem to have become paralyzed from anxiety. You are honestly not sure what exactly what would happen, but the downcast gaze and expression on your uncle's face are not a good sign to you.
    He can't trust you anymore…
    "I see," he says, turning to the side and towards the living room, "Excuse me for a minute."

    You can see your uncle dig a box of cigarettes out of his pocket as he briskly walks to living room. You can hear the balcony door get opened and then quietly shut. The apartment falls silent again.
    You drove him off...
    You are feeling weak and fall on one of the kitchen chairs to calm your nerves. You could probably feel the fast and heavy heartbeats in your chest even if you were sittin in the school cafeteria, much less a large and utterly silent apartment.

    A few tears roll down your cheeks and you bury your face in your hands. A weight has been lifted off your shoulders, yet it feels like something even worse has replaced it.
    He must hate you now…
    You stay like that for a while, desperately trying to calm down amidst the sobs threatening to erupt from your mouth. The expression on your uncle's face… you don't know what to make of it, but you do know that it hurts. It hurts to even think about it…

    But you can't just stay like that forever. You spare a hateful glance at the clock. 10 minute have passed.

    With your legs trembling under you, you force yourself to stand up and walk to the living room. The balcony door remains closed and you can't see your uncle through the windows. Your heart skips a beat, but you force the panic down before your fearful mind could start jumping to conclusions.

    Looking more closely at the window next to the door, there is a small, almost unnoticeable line of grey smoke rising upwards from the balcony floor. It seems that he isn't planning to come back inside in a while, though.

    He seemed to understand what this meant, even if you didn't get a chance to explain. But on the other hand, he is clearly upset with this... Should you go and talk to him?

    What do you do?


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    This has certainly taken an interesting turn. Needless to say, think carefully what you want to do/say/ask here, because it can have pretty far-reaching consequences for you.

    In other words, don't fuck up the social :p Should be a piece of cake, right?
     
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    • He knows. In hindsight this was always a possibility, considering our mother, but it doesn't seem like any of us discussed it for this descision. Judging by his reaction, he knows exactly what happened to our mother. This is going to be interesting.
     
    FelOnyx said:
    He knows. In hindsight this was always a possibility, considering our mother, but it doesn't seem like any of us discussed it for this descision. Judging by his reaction, he knows exactly what happened to our mother. This is going to be interesting.
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    I would say it seems like a pretty good bet he knew about Tamikos mother. Theres no way she could live long enough to have, and raise, children without sharing the truth with her family. Im honestly surprised now that he didnt put things together and suspect what might be happening with Tamimoe.

    Yet despite that he clearly doesnt know how stupid of an idea it is to leave a magic girl in an upset frame of mind like that.
     
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    Solacen said:
    Yet despite that he clearly doesnt know how stupid of an idea it is to leave a magic girl in an upset frame of mind like that.
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    Magical girls aren't that fragile. Negative emotions are bad, but this isn't enough to set off a fatal spiral on its own. If he's as informed as I suspect, he should have enough experience to tell if taking a smoke break to gather his thoughts would kill us or not.
     
    FelOnyx said:
    Magical girls aren't that fragile. Negative emotions are bad, but this isn't enough to set off a fatal spiral on its own. If he's as informed as I suspect, he should have enough experience to tell if taking a smoke break to gather his thoughts would kill us or not.
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    The invisi text and the crying makes me nervous =|. The follow up conversation to this is going to be important.
     
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