Renascence: A Homura Quest

Honorifics or Western-style Titles? I've used both before, which is bothersomely inconsistent

  • Japanese Honorifics (-san, -sama, -dono, -chan, -kun, -senpai, etcetera)

    Votes: 12 33.3%
  • Western Titles (Mister, Miss, job titles, Lord, Lady, etcetera)

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • Use whichever works better for a given sentence.

    Votes: 24 66.7%

  • Total voters
    36
  • Poll closed .
Lemme find that Mitakihara map.
Which one? They're vague, unreliable, and don't show all locations. Unless you've found one that I haven't.

If you guys would like, I will put together a city map tomorrow, so that you may have a general idea of what's where. I'll even add new places as you discover them. Sound good?
 
Okay, I'll put it together tomorrow. If Rabbit DOES have a quality map of the region, I'll attempt to use it as a base for the one I give you guys.

Edit: Ninja'd by the Rabbit. Not sure how I missed that one in my research.

Thanks, Rabbit. I'll work from there when the time comes.
 
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Pretty much. She hunts in Kasamino because Mitakihara is Mami's territory (and they're not talking at the moment), which results in her sleeping at wherever is convenient a lot of the time. She technically lives at the Church, however, which is technically in Mitakihara.
 
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That will be the only update tonight, as this decision's a pretty big deal. I'll update tomorrow at some point, once most of the playerbase has gotten a chance to vote.

The pace should pick back up nicely after this, and you may even start seeing some of those "Fragile" effects soon. :)

I forgot my [jk] tag.:(
Yes, yes you did. Kind of figured you weren't serious, but you really can try it, if you'd like. It wasn't something I'd considered.
 
[X] Stay with Sayaka.
[X] Move in with Madoka (Requires Wordsmithing Roll to convince Junko. Sayaka grants a bonus to this.)

Combat skills are all well and good, but we need to work on our medicine/social/investigative stuff first so we know where and when to intervene.
 
[x]Stay with Sayaka.
-[x] Move in with Sayaka

This is getting interesting. At worst, we may learn more about Sayaka in an attempt to save her from her fate in future loops. Also, I with those who says is tricky to make Sayaka to convince people we're supposed to not know yet to have us stay with them.

Also, there's always a way to gather info/train/do research on magic-weaponry, even without a workshop.
 
[X] Unlock Another Optio- damnit! this is why i dont sleep! didnt you see the modifier for stability? that could have helped somewhat! ugh whatever.

[x]Stay with Sayaka.
-[x] Move in with Sayaka
Alright blueberry, just because you´re being a bro we wont let you die this loop, now TELL US ALL YOUR SECRETS!
 
Aww, wish I'd been awake for unlocking the other option. This seems like an info gathering loop and we could have gained the sanity back quickly by living with a normal family.

[x]Stay with Sayaka.
-[x] Move in with Sayaka

Yes there's going to be meddling from Sayaka+ parent. We could take Mami's place as her magical girl sempai though, and we have to save them all eventually. This could give Sayaka a better introduction.
 
That's one of the points of staying with Sayaka. Also Mikimom is best mom. Under that premise, unlocking the memory would have been very useful. Well, at least that option will be available for future loops.
 
[] Move in with Madoka (Requires Wordsmithing Roll to convince Junko. Sayaka grants a bonus to this.)

A week later Homura is found dead from bloodloss after walking in on Madoka taking a bath.

[x]Stay with Sayaka.
-[x] Move in with Sayaka (Easy, with Sayaka's support.)
 
Canon Omake: Socialité
So ive been nibbling away at an Omake and here it is, forgive the weird transition but i wrote one part while sleepy and the other while enraged against the world and rabbits.
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Socialité


Homura scowled, clutching her chest in pain as the adrenaline high wore off. Enchanting her own heart was a crude method and siphoned magic all the time. With all the time she had to develop her skills one would wonder why she didn't delved deep into the art of healing magic to finally rid herself of such an annoying condition.

This very condition was what made her….socially inept at first. Living your whole life in an hospital would do that to you but the deceitful nature of the incubators and the secretive nature of the world she stepped in made her focus even more into this particular field. Listening to the incubator´s words and how he "twisted" and omitted the truth, taking his word as fact and not delving deeper into things was what made that first loop such a hell.


Watching her friends die without knowing why, being left with more questions than answers the deeper she went into the mysteries inherent in the magic she wielded, the secrets of the incubators, the nature of the witches and how even after being twisted into abominations some of the traits they had when they were Magical Girls still existed manifested themselves.


and….those times she watched as her comrades turned against her because of her poor social skills, for a wrong word at the wrong time, for not picking up their emotional state at a glance, when they witched out in front of her eyes for a badly managed situation.


for all this and more she sought to learn, bit by excruciating bit she started picking up social cues that would have never occurred to herself in the past, observation of the different responses of different individuals and how they reacted to outside stimuli, how by switching a word it could give a whole different meaning to the sentence and how they took it.


It was a whole new world to Homura, even as the loops started to take their toll and she was forged into the serious and "older" individual she was right now, she still sought to learn, even as anomalies happened in the timestream she watched the reactions of her companions, learning in depth what made them react favorably and how to word things in a way that they understood her intentions.


Ironically enough, it was the incubator QB the one who proved to be her…..mentor of sorts in the technical aspect, even if they didn't understand emotion they have been interacting and recording the most efficient and effective ways to convince people, as much as it disgusted Homura to interact with the alien she just grit her teeth and asked QB for guidance in research techniques and word-play, by the end of it all Homura could engage the incubator in their little plays with words, QB will never admit it and Homura would sooner die than consider the notion but the incubator himself felt some sort of …..pride in teaching what he knew, enjoyment in engaging in discussion with the young time traveler even as they each furthered their own agendas.


Homura had to admit that it was a good choice, even if there is still much to do to achieve the golden ending she has been fighting for so long, she has finally gotten to the point where she can avert some of the more catastrophic crisis with her words, modulating her responses to achieve the greatest degrees of sympathy and learning more and more of her friends……


She sighed as the pain in her chest subsided, unfortunately there are still some things that elude her, and even with all her experience she can't predict all the reactions her friends have , this loop turned quite tricky when Mami took a more…..aggressive stance against Homura, she….might have brushed her off while concentrating on Sayaka seeing as last loop was quite disastrous because she mishandled the situation with her, now after she interrupted another attempt from QB to contract Madoka, Mami decided to…"teach" Homura a lesson.


via musket rain of course, Mami is nothing but throughout


Not to mention Kyoko herself doesn't want to even hear her out, and Sayaka is going and trying to get herself killed with her stupid tendencies.


Sometimes it feels like they want to die, like they live just to complicate things……..but she cant think that way, she must remember just why she has been fighting all this time.


Taking a deep breath Homura goes trough her inventory, making a list of the things she needed for her plan she made for this kind of cases.


"A basket of apples…….a classical music CD….. a chocolate cake, a become an idol kit and some coconuts, alright!" good thing she stocked up last loop, it took her a LONG time to come up with this little trick to convince them all to her cause.


Still, it looks like this is going to be one of the messier loops.
 
Canon Omake: How to Make Friends with Mami Without Really Trying

Strangely enough, I'd been thinking of writing an omake of my own about Homura's trial-and-error approach to interpersonal relationships. I wasn't really satisfied with it, but this convinced me to go back and revise it a little. Here goes nothing!

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How to Make Friends with Mami Without Really Trying


The rusted remains of a thousand thousand cars littered the insides of the barrier, forming a vague line that stretched into the illusory horizon. From the view of this spire, high above the ground, Homura noted with a vague sense of amusement that they resembled nothing more than a company of marching ants, stark and dull against the vibrant blues and greens of the glassy floor.

Beside her stood an unlikely ally, and the present source of her uncharacteristic invigoration: Mami Tomoe. For the past few loops they'd gotten off on the wrong foot, though Homura insisted she was at fault for precisely none of these. How was she to know Mami wouldn't enjoy her own life-sized Kyouko-pillow, or that Kyouko would react so violently when she found her own Mami-pillow? After these last few failures, Homura had shelved that plan for future testing on Sayaka. Now she had a new plan, an idea carefully crafted to immediately and permanently put her in Mami's good graces, no matter the condition of the loop.

"Well, Akemi-san, are you ready to begin?"

Homura looked up, jostled from her musings. "When you are."

In a flash, Mami sprinted down the side of the spire, Homura only a fraction of a second behind her. Ahead of them loomed the twisted forms of this witch's familiars, tall, bright, and elongated human shapes that looked remarkably like taffy.

A confident smile bloomed on Mami's lips.

"Regale!"

Immediately, the familiars found themselves bound together by golden ribbons, and just as quickly blown apart by Homura's follow-up assault.

Spinning around, Homura let loose a barrage of bullets, back to back with Mami doing the same: "Tiro Volley!"

Familiar after familiar fell to the combined assault of the two magical girls, relentless in its ferocity. Wave after wave advanced, shambling like zombies, until at last none were left--all was silent, save for the light panting of two girls trying to catch their breath.

The question was coming now. Homura had carefully chosen this time, this place--her friendship with Mami came now.

"Akemi-san," Mami began with an exhausted smile, "you always take things so seriously. Why don't you do what I do, and have a little pride in your attacks?"

"Pride?"

"Your attack names!" Mami shouted, hands on her hips and a finger raised in mock accusation. "Or should I say, your complete lack of them. You're a magical girl, Akemi--no, Homura-san. So start acting like it!"

Before Homura could respond, the ground began to pulse, and a growing trail of sparks began to coalesce from the bodies of the fallen familiars, growing into an amorphous cloud of shining, metallic fog.

"Chance!" Mami grinned. "Now, fall back and I'll show you how it's--ah?"

Homura had vanished. Glancing about, Mami began to back away when she noticed the cloud seemed distracted by something. Fixing her gaze in the same direction, she could only stare in confusion as Homura struck a pose atop an old Volkswagen Beetle, arms folded across her chest.

"Very well, Mami-san, I will show you my pride!"

Homura leveled a stare at the approaching witch, then shouted in English:

"<Automotive Explosion>!"

"Homura-san!"

Fire burst from a truck ahead of her, consuming the witch in a fireball large enough to entirely obscure it from Mami's vision for a moment.

But the other magical girl wasn't done. In a moment--how did she even travel so fast?--Homura was down among the wreckage, launching the truck's engine at the oncoming witch.

"<Blooming Vehicular Soul>!"

"Homura!"

Again, the golden figure was obscured in a dazzling explosion, followed by a shockwave that sent Mami stumbling back in a daze. That exquisite phrase, that exotic allure of the English tongue--again!

Mami nearly missed it, as Homura appeared again near the Beetle she'd been standing on only seconds before. Lifting the vehicle with an effort she clearly wasn't accustomed to, Homura grit her teeth and held it ready in the air.

Mami was struck with the image out of many a jidai-geki film, a samurai standing--tense--ready at any second to take his opponent's life.

Then, with a scream, Homura dashed at her opponent:

"<Seven Phoenix Shining Fahrvergnügen Blade of the Department of Motor Vehicles>!"

"<Darliiiiing>!"

Homura froze. Before she'd even had a chance to land that final attack, Mami appeared before her, her signature cannon in hand.

A line of saliva ran from the corner of her mouth, and a glazed look covered her eyes.

Turning, Mami let out a primal roar:

"Tiro Finale! Tiro Finale! TIRO FINALE!"

Three sharp blasts, each louder than the last, shot three fatal holes into the now-vanishing witch. In a single continuous movement, Mami tossed aside her cannon, swept Homura into her arms, and bent down in a romantic embrace.

"Kiss me, <Darling>."

As she stared at the incoming kiss, approaching at what seemed a glacial pace, only one thought crossed Homura's mind:

Why haven't I tried this with Madoka before?
 
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