Appearance:

Name: Yuuki Hisako

Race: Snow Woman

Magic/Abilities/Equipment: Hisako, born in the coldest regions of Zipangu has cryogenic abilities. Obvious by her name "Yuuki" She strikes fear into the hearts of her enemies. She carries a scythe made from the finest steel. When she draws it frost particles can be seen falling . When she uses it on an enemy, it freezes the affected area for a brief moment. She can also fold the scythe as if it is a trick weapon. When folded, the scythe is not powered up by frost so it relies on raw bleed damage.

Hisako can summon ice spikes to impale an enemy. Once dug into the adversary, she can command it to explode, she can also place her hand on the ground to summon ice spikes and fly upwards. She hates using the earth because it's predictable and leaves her susceptible to attacks from any side.

She can vanish as particles of ice which in turn allows for a snow storm which can enemies from moving forcing them to observe their surrounding, but where ever the enemies look, they can only see snow shooting down really fast leaving them trapped before she appears again, only then it'll stop. She can briefly appear to taunt or attack her enemies.

She also can slide making her enemies slip and leave a trail of ice behind her.

Personality: Snow women are deadly, ruthless, alluring and seductive. There are a fraction of snow women who are kind and polite. However Hisako is one that can be kind, or punishing depending on the situation.

Those that threaten her family/clan and friends including children and elderly (as she has a soft spot) will face her wrath. She will give opposers a slow, chilling painful suffering and torture, and then leave them to die.

On the other hand, she loves playing with children, protecting them from harm, teaching them valuable lessons as well looking after the elderly, helping them with chores and healing the sick.

Background: Hisako was helping a client at the time she met Lady Kyouko. She was trying to get rid of some venom as her client was bitten by a snake. After removing the poison, her client needed to recover and gave the client pointers on how to look after himself.
Once she has finished work, she was stopped by Lady Kyouko who watched her talents. They decided to get a bite and have a friendly chat.
After a lengthy talk, Hisako was offered to join Lady Kyouko. She gave it some thought and agreed to it knowing she had to sacrifice the job she loved the most.

Favourite Monster Girl: Succubus

Appearance: Link here because the image probably will mess up the rpguild page.

Name: Io

Race: Lich

Magic/Abilities/Equipment: (There will be fighting in the RP so having combat-related abilities is encouraged. Nothing OP, of course.)

Ancient Caster: Io's casting comes from a long-forgotten school of study, in an ancient tongue that few others would understand or remember, likely from before she became a lich. She is most comfortable with necromancy spells, such summoning minions/spirits as well as directly draining life from enemies.

Encylopaedic: Io has a veritable wealth of knowledge about magic from her time studying. While she may not be able to cast every spell she knows off the top of her head, she can often recall with meditation the right spell for the job, even outside of her forte of necromancy. She also can usually identify magic just from witnessing it, recognizing its effects as it's being cast. Particularly strong, obscure, or specialized spells may elude her ability to cast them, though she'll be able to at least recall the details of what they do.

Scrolls: Io's scrolls that she adorns herself with carry various magical enhancements written in her ancient runes. She has to activate them to gain their benefits, so they're not always on, but she can also give the scrolls to others in order to bestow the enhancements on them. These enhancements are simple in nature, like increasing strength, speed, or toughness for the wearer of the scroll.

Inscriptions: Written in magical tattos on her skin are always-active magical enhancements that give Io considerable sturdiness to phyiscal and magical attack. There are also a few that offer non-combat uses, like to disguise the pallor of her skin and warm her body, in order to blend in with non-monster people, but she will only use these if necessary (Nobody's asked, but presumably she finds it uncomfortable).

Lich traits: Io doesn't need to breathe and various other little traits that are common to undead. She merely ignores anyone asking about her phylactery, but it's presumably something that exists.

Personality: Io is defined by her immense curiousity and desire to learn. To most around her, her nearly constant deadpan expression and mostly covered face makes it hard to get a read on what she's actually feeling. Her focus is unparalleled, being able to continue working on a single thing for days on end without fatigue and all while ignoring distractions. Despite having a seemingly broad vocabulary, she often speaks in brief, truncated sentences to communicate as quickly as possible. Her enthusiasm for jewelry, especially gemstones, often surprises others with how animated (pardon the pun) she becomes in their presence.

Background:

Io talks very little about her past, especially anything before she became a lich. Even her age in broad strokes is unknown, though there may be people capable of deducing her relative age from the writing she uses for scrolls.

It's unknown how Io made it to Zipangu, though there is a legend that she emerged from the ocean in a leisurely stroll... as if she walked from one landmass to the next, completely unfazed by the ocean. Studying the islands of Zipangu, she found herself intrigued by the isolated nature of Shizuyama and warnings to not approach it, at the same time learning of Lady Kyouko's interest in it. Io proposed to help study the island for Lady Kyouko, a win-win for both of them.

(I think I gave away my favourite already but it's the Lich.)

Name: Liliana, Sixth of Thirteen Bladeflowers

Race: Fairy (Royal Knight Species) [An offshoot of the usually wistful and carefree fairies that actually have an affinity for combat. Typically this species is seen exclusively defending whatever Queen Fairy employs them, serving both as their bodyguards and personal aids. While fairies are known to be weak, Royal Knight Fairies are akin to hornets, striking in huge swarms with splinter-made swords that specialize in unleashing unpredictable, volatile magical attacks.]

Magic/Abilities/Equipment:

• Whimsy Blade: A splinter from an ancient tree, dating back to before man walked the world. This scant four inch steel-hard sword channels ancient primal magics throughout it, being capable of unleashing Wild Magic upon the user's command. While that in and of itself is impressive, the blade itself is as sturdy as the finest steel men can make.
• Wild Magic of the Whimsy Woods: By channeling power into her sword Liliana is capable of unleashing primal magic that randomly coalesces into a number of different spells. While she can never choose what spell occurs, she can "Focus" the type of spell, allowing her to use Offensive, Defensive, or Support magic. Though, as for whether that will be a useful spell for the situation is entirely up to the unseen hands of the world (AKA: The GM). The possible spells include:
  
  Offense [+]

  Ball Lightning
  Spew Magma
  Tidal Surge
  Boulder Hurl
  Summon Cow
  Blade Storm
  
  
  Defense [+]

  Ironhide
  Summon Cow
  Absolute Barrier
  Anti-Magic Field
  Plants-To-Snakes
  Blinding Orb
  
  
  Support [+]

  Giant's Strength
  Haste
  Summon Cow
  Triple Reflection
  Greater Healing
  Invisibility
• Fairy Queen's Blessing: A simple enchantment spell that gradually heals a Fairy Knight's wounds while they remain loyal to their Queen, and fulfill their duties responsibly.
• Size Trick: A spell that most fairies know but wouldn't tell you about: The ability to grow to the size of a normal human. Mostly unused by Liliana.

Personality: About as bubbly as a person can get, Liliana is every bit the whimsical fairy that one might expect one of her species to be. Beneath the demeanor of the typical fairy however lies the heart of a knight, and one that is devoted to her ideals of freedom for all life, responsibility to one's close friends, and to uphold your word no matter what. However, these two aspects of her personality can often clash...as, really, getting a fairy to do anything but fool around is already a testament to her iron will, but if the task itself is unpleasant or boring, she will make sure everyone knows.

Verbally.

Very loudly.

Background: In a secluded forest, far from the land of Zipangu dwells the Fairy Queen Titania, one of the oldest fairies left within the world. There, nature exists in an untouched state that has, for the most part, shielded its inhabitants from civilization due to the sheer density of the brushlands. It would be faster to burn your way through than to slash it apart, and even then the plants themselves take ire to those that take with fire, repaying them with thorn and splinter.

It is in that seldom-entered place that somehow, in some fashion, a lost traveler was happened upon by Liliana. This messenger sought an audience with Queen Titania and had brought manners of gifts to soothe the aggressive plants of the elder woods, making way without issue even without her protection. It was then that a missive was given from Kyoko to Titania, one which foretold of a need for aid in the far off island of Shizuyama...and, in response, Titania would send the little fairy that had guided the messenger there back with her blessing.

The woods honored their debts. And, even if Liliana was thousands of miles from home, she would never lose heart so long as the greatest of all tree's splinters rested in its scabbard.

Appearance:
Name: Alice (given by Carroll)

Race: Mad Hatter (formerly Human) / Queen of Diamonds

Magic/Abilities/Equipment: Not inclined in the ways of magic, nor particularly skillful in many physical things, Alice is reliant on her cleverness to solve most of her problems.

The only exception to the rule is Carroll - while being parasitically possessed by the Cursed Sword, Alice relies more on the strong, hardy nature of her species and the brute force of her weapon to solve problems that her quick-thinking fails to or simply cannot.

Personality: Meek. Reclusive. An introvert through and through, Alice was always a reserved woman before her transformation into a Mad Hatter through an affair (if one could really claim such in Wonderland) of her husband’s that resulted in her being “hatted” by her “sire”. However, due to being a cleverer thing than the average Matango, Alice retained some of her meek nature, and sought out seclusion and pleasure through self-gratification - quite odd, even for Wonderland.

If challenged on something she has any knowledge it, Alice will launch into a fit of “madness” akin to a child throwing a tantrum until conceded to, in which case, she will display a smugly superior confidence from her brilliance, or proven wrong, in which case, she will demurely make excuses and profess that she always meant the right answer, and was simply mistaken in her vocalization.

The most underrated aspect of her personality, however, comes from her instinctive loves of tea, especially black tea, and throwing tea parties, despite near crippling introversion. She aims to throw the best tea party you'll never see her at.

Background: Too many years have passed; lifetimes of memories; some real, some false; all hers, either way. Her name lost importance, long ago, when she was “hatted” - even if, somewhere in the cavern of mushrooms she called a skull was the Human most Mad Hatter’s were.

He called her Alice. A fine enough name for one without one.

He called her Queen. A fine enough title, if one lacked one.

He called her Vengeance. A curious thing, that.

Vengeance meant nothing to her. Alice was a studier, a hider; content to learn her cave from top to bottom, back to front; eat whatever washed in from the inlet river that form a humid lake in the summer and a chilly moor in the winter, before retiring to her decomposing piles of wet leaves - mostly from the water, but minutely so from her nightly ministrations.

However, knowing now what she didn’t know then, she could say, calling her Vengeance was only curiouser and curiouser a thing to do, since her vengeance had only resulted in her - very copiously - breaking her celibacy with a man’s "sword" and ended with a village being burned to the ground to stave off an epidemic, while some mysterious woman with the presence of a blizzard, yet the kindness of fresh snow offered her a second chance of sorts.

She’d followed a woman down a March Hare’s hole once before, and wound up in a cave she liked.

Perhaps, history would repeat itself, and this woman would guide her to a new place she would like, and new holes she could stick her “sword” in?

By rule, I must inform you, Buggirls are Bestgirls, and everything else is only second-rate like Genie.

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Appearance:

Name: Carroll

Race: Cursed Sword - Form of an Two-handed Battle Axe

Magic/Abilities/Equipment: The standard suite of Cursed Sword abilities, as well as a transformation he calls, “Demonic Climax” in which he sheds his benign, Mundane Form to become his Demonic Form - nigh-indestructible with a vorpal edge, and a fanged mouth that can expel flame.

This is due to being constructed of Wonderlandian Materials - the jump of a March Hare, the wink of a Cheshire Cat, the breath of a Wonderworm, the flutter of a Jubjub Bird, and the yawn of a Dormouse, - but then discarded by the frivolous Queen of Hearts for being an “ugly toy”.

Personality: Vengeful. Carroll is a Cursed Sword that brims with desire to strike back at the only woman to scorn him since his creation by her very hands. He is quick to impose his hateful will on his “Alice”, and resorts to violent solutions before attempting anything else - even if it's something as benign as an unanswered door.

However, he seems to have a genuine, if not tsundere, affection for his “Alice” and will handily lash out at anyone that besmirches her honour and guide her in combat until she can defend herself without his aid, but will never admit to such feelings if challenged on it, and will often public humiliate her for being so shy and introverted by passively (or aggressively, depending) arousing her.

His natural inclination to women has overwrites his Alice's sexual orientation upon infection, but he's no wingman; fortunately, his malignant personality doesn't translate into his Alice, but his crude nature does in the form of terrible flirting.

Background: Born in the topsy-turvy, fair and unjust nature of Wonderlands, Carroll was made as a “toy” by the impish Queen of Hearts, and discarded for being “ugly” by her, as well. Created with a masculine gender and prideful voice, unheard of aspects for a Cursed Sword, Carroll grew hateful at being discarded. Unwilling to accept that a weapon such as he was imperfect, Carroll would impose his will upon an Alice - tricking her into wielding him, and turning his parasitic curse into her drive to show the Queen of Heart how much fun he could be.

But, the spoiled Queen would have none of it. Time and time again, Alice after Alice, she would soundly spank the innocent, possessed Succubus and discard the ugly toy to some corner of Wonderland, until once upon a time, the game did not amuse, and she would throw Carroll through a March Hare’s hole, and he would spill into an unknown land.

Possessed, now, with an overwhelming need for vengeance, Carroll would possess weak-willed women, hunting down Wererabbits, attempting to follow them back to Wonderland, and fail time and time again - slowly losing his chaotic potency, and forcing him to take on a weaker, mundane form to conserve energy.

In this form, he would be possessed by a Paladin, whom he had attempted to infect and turn into his newest Alice, but in his weakness, he could not fully grip her mind, and she would be able to arrest his control and turn his power into her own - his hatred, her strength. For a time, this Alice would wield him, until she was felled in battle, and collapsed in a cave.

A cave inhabited by a Wonderlandian that had wandered down a March Hare’s hole, and popped up in such a new place. He would call to her, and attempt to take her mind... but, the mind of a Mad Hatter was one already possessed by the most troublesome of mushrooms. Unable to completely possess this new Alice, Carroll would anguish his previous situation renewed and lament his quest for vengeance, now hopeless.

However, his parasitic influence, while not complete, had awoken the dormant nature of this Mad Hatter, and manifested her a new sword with which he could turn his vengeance in a new direction by coaxing his new Alice into spreading her seed, taking women as dolls, men as servants, and create a brand-new Wonderland - with her as the New Alice, the New Queen of Hearts... or, perhaps, a new Queen.

The Queen of Diamonds, curiouser and curiouser.

...if only normal people were so understanding of hate-driven motivations, and not prone to setting mushroom villages on fire. Fortunately, Lady Calm Before The Snowstorm is offering a fresh start in a new place. Fresh faces. Fresh bodies. At least, that’s what Carroll assumed this “strike force” was all about.

Right?

As per the rules, I must, reacquaint you with the knowledge that Buggirls are Bestgirls.