[CHAR] Viscious Virtue (Dark Magical Girls)

[NiceSpice]

Kumiko Suzuki

Name: Kumiko Suzuki
Age: 16
Appearance:

Lazy Sketch

Mana Crystal: A small, plain silver keyring always on her personal. The gem within is an olive-green colour, taking the shape of a bullet in her magical girl form. It hangs off her hunting rifle barrel.

Virtue: Patience, they say, is a virtue. In Kumiko’s case, it had a very long pay-off, but it brought the greatest joy she has ever known.

Magic:

• •Perfect Shot: Kumiko’s Hunting Rifle cannot fire unless it is scoped and stationary. The longer she stays still -and- scoped, the stronger the shot. (Max damage at 60 seconds)
  
  •Snap Trap: Kumiko may place down 3 at a time, resembling bear traps. Anything caught in these traps takes additional damage from magic.
  
  •Camouflage: The longer Kumiko stays still, the less magic she resonates, reducing her likelihood of being discovered. Firing a shot from her rifle cancels this.

History: Born into mediocrity, Kumiko was a listless child. Not feeling pretty enough to play with the girls, but not enjoying the rough and tumble of boys, it was safe to say Kumiko lacked friends. She could recall her mother informing her that if she waited, she’d find more friends in High School.

Perhaps it would have, if not for her other quirks. Not particularly social or friendly, Kumiko dragged her feet through classes, and met every hello and how’dya do was met with ‘Hmmph’s’ and ‘Fine’s. It felt as though nothing could motivate the girl, nothing was fun. Until her parents insisted, she become involved in a hobby. She tried many, art, judo, horse riding… all of them taken for a day and then abandoned. Eventually, with a class-mates birthday as catalyst, Kumiko was cajoled into paintball. Sitting alone in a hedge with a rifle, Kumiko felt as empty as ever.

Until she saw a class mate wander out of the brush ahead. She took a shot, she missed.

She loved it.

Waiting, as her victim searched for the source of the misfire, everything came flooding to her. A fire she’d rarely felt before, tight knots in her stomach that filled her with dread and joy. Shaking, she aimed down her scope again. It took 10 minutes for her classmate to wander back into sight.

It was worth every second.

Kumiko became near obsessed with this love of her life. Laser tag, paintball, but the king of them all was deer-stalking with her father. The preparation, the tracking of the animals, all of it coming together and culminating in a perfect shot.

How could she say no when a Keeper asked her if she’d like to hone her skills further? A Vice sounded like a much more interesting hunt, and she was promised to become much more proficient.. if she could be patient for her rewards.

Haruko Sonoda

Name: Haruko Sonada
Age: 14
Appearance:

Haruko IMSOLAZYHELPME

Mana Crystal: The ‘Sock’ half of the Sock and Buskin masks, a simplified mask with a smile. Amber in colour, worn as an earring.

Virtue: Humour. Haruko has plenty of it, and although not to everyone’s taste, she can make light humour of almost any situation. Borderline annoying…

Magic:

• •SURPRISE!: Releases sudden, random bursts of magical energy in the form of sparkling lights and glittery snaps and crackles. Does no damage but is very distracting?
  
  •Get Hyped!: Conversely, Haruko imbues herself with a burst of magic, sending her into a frenzy of speed and motion. Hard to stop once she gets going, and unfortunately, it’s quite difficult to change direction… such as making hard turns.
  
  •Comedy Duo: Lacking a weapon, Haruko can steal one ability per day from another magical girl. Said ability can also only be used once and is randomly chosen for her.

History:

Referred to as an ‘energetic’ child by her vaguely worn out mother, Haruko was an active little girl. With a father near constantly abroad for his work, the toll of raising a pumped-up child was constant, exacerbated by said child’s need to race around the lounge. Repeatedly. Every morning.

Despite her unwitting tyranny on her own mother, Haruko was happy. A loud personality made enemies, but it also made many, many friends. Not a school day went by where Haruko wouldn’t show off or do -something- silly in the honour of making others laugh. When the time came to go home, she’d do her utmost to bring a smile to her mother’s lips, too.

When the divorce came, that desire only increased.

Frantic to distract her parents from the arguments, Haruko tried everything. Jokes, pranks, surprises, but nothing seemed to work. When her father hit rock bottom, he was easy prey for the Vices. Soon after, he disappeared. Completely, apartment empty, no trace of him anywhere. Rumours began that he was having an affair, sometimes it was supposedly her mother having the affair. Things were breaking at home.

But Haruko knew the truth. The little creature of magic, the Keeper, it had told her so.

She wouldn’t let these monsters bring another person down to such despair.

[LuckyBlackCat]

Kichi Takada

Name: Kichi Takada
Age: 16
Appearance:

Regular

Transformed

Mana Crystal: A gold-framed scarlet gem pendant. When she transforms, the necklace chain becomes a red choker resembling a cat collar.
Virtue: Luck. Some other magical girls may call this a false virtue, random chance and nothing more. Kichi, however, seeks to bring good fortune to those around her, tilting the odds in their favour.
Magic: Kichi's magic is based on the Maneki-Neko, or "lucky cat".

• Beckon: With a wave of her hand, Kichi draws positive energy towards herself and/or her allies, surrounding them with a golden aura. While this is in effect, their attacks have increased chance of hitting, difficult or risky moves are more likely to succeed, and they may figure out enemy weaknesses more easily. Kichi can make the effect last for up to thirty seconds at a time, although the longer she does so, the more tiring it is for her.
• Feline Grace: Between the cat tail she has while transformed and the effect of her magic on her physical flexibility, Kichi has increased balance, agility and reflexes.
• Cat Scratch: Kichi can make claws of magical energy grow from her fingertips. Around six inches in length, like small daggers, the claws make her a competent close-range fighter.

History: Born into a wealthy family, Kichi once lived a life of luxury. Sadly, such blessings ran out when her parents' business went bust. The family had to make more and more cutbacks, moving to a smaller home, reining in their food budget, until they had almost nothing.

Some would say that as the situation worsened, Kichi fell in with the wrong crowd. The way she sees it, the people she drifted towards were simply dealing with unfortunate situations just like she was. Whether she met the fellow teens in soup kitchens, or whether they were students told by teachers and parents they'd amount to nothing, she understood bad luck. She understood why some acted out or resorted to desperate measures. In time, she found herself helping with said desperate measures against her moral judgement, as in shoplifting.

It wasn't long until she and a small group of friends were caught. After getting in trouble with the police and landing her already struggling family with a fine, Kichi couldn't believe she'd sunk so low. That night, as she curled up in her room consumed with guilt at her actions and anger at how life stuck so many people in a rut, an odd but seemingly friendly creature approached her. A Keeper.

Even more surprising was the chance the being offered her. She'd helped someone steal, yet the Keeper saw enough virtue in her to make her into a magical girl? Desperate for the chance to make a true difference to those who suffered, she accepted right away.

Her goal is to refine her abilities so that she can bring good fortune to others, share her luck which has taken a turn for the better. Or so she thinks.

Other: N/A

Aki Harigae

Name: Aki Harigae
Age: 17
Appearance:

Regular

Transformed

Mana Crystal: A citrine-like star charm on a thin gold chain bracelet. When she's in magical girl form, the chain consists of linked gold stars, and a faint light seems to flicker inside the gem.
Virtue: Hope. To Aki, this is not blind optimism or passively waiting for everything to turn out alright. It's knowing that even when things look bleak, it's worth supporting others and trying one's best for that chance of a positive outcome.
Magic: Lights in darkness, whether literal or metaphorical, are a core theme of Aki's abilities.

• Light the Way: A tiny orb of light appears in front of Aki, guiding her to a magical being (a Keeper, a Vice, or a magical girl) she wants to find who's out of normal range of detection.
• Illumination: The star shapes on her staff, the Celestial Beacon, glow brilliant white and deal damage to beings of the dark on contact. She can also use a ranged version of this, sending a flurry of glittering stars at an enemy, although the effect is weaker. Either way, the attack takes around three seconds to charge, leaving her vulnerable for that time.
• Glimmer of Hope: If an ally is particularly exhausted or demoralised, a touch from her hand or the Celestial Beacon will cast a white glow over them for a second, restoring some of their strength and/or will to fight.

History: Up until recently, Aki lived an unremarkable but fairly happy life. With a kindly housewife mother, a hardworking office employee father, and a sometimes annoying but fun-to-be-with younger brother, she was glad to grow up in such a close-knit family. Such happiness, however, was threatened when her dad fell sick.

No matter how many times he ended up in hospital, no doctor could diagnose him. All the while, his mysterious condition grew worse. Aki's mother had to get a job, working overtime to help with the medical fees, while doing her best to make time for her children. Aki herself put her all into supporting the family in any way she could, keeping them as positive as possible in this dark time. She cared tirelessly for her dad. She became a rock of reassurance to her mom and brother. As each day went by, though, the chances of recovery grew slimmer and slimmer.

Her dad's illness reached a point that he relied on machines to stay alive. Seeing him near-unconscious in a hospital bed, tubes sticking out from under bandages, was almost too much for Aki to bear. Even if the worst happened, she'd still get her family through it, but there had to be something someone could do for him...

It turned out there was, and that person was Aki herself. The catlike creature who appeared to her told her the cause of her father's sickness - a manifestation of negativity draining his health. And if she became a magical girl, she could fight it. She took up the offer without hesitation, using her newfound abilities to dispel the being of darkness.

Her father gradually recovered, and everything seemed to be back to normal. Hope, however, brings fear and uncertainty, and one source of stress was replaced with another. Aki's frequent absences, lack of sleep, and more withdrawn demeanour didn't unnoticed. Between this and the increased activity of the monsters, the Vices, Aki learned the painful lesson that not even magic can fix everything. Still, even a small difference is one worth making. And if one seemingly bleak situation turned around, surely others can.
Other: N/A

[DrowsyPangolin]

Chinami

Name
Sugano Chinami
(AKA Fishbones)

Age
15

Appearance

Everyday

Magical Girl

Mana Crystal
A tiny, rose gold charm shaped like a koi, typically worn on a charm bracelet

Virtue
Curiosity. Chinami has always been an inquisitive girl, needing to know the hows, whens, and whys of things. She’s always been particularly interested in the ocean, so it’s only fitting she’d receive a curious proposition by the seaside…

Magic
Marvelous Creatures of the Past!
Chinami can conjure up skeletal familiars of animals that once inhabited the ocean. Given her extreme interest in marine paleontology, her potential familiars cover a wide range of creatures, from tiny fish to massive whales and prehistoric reptiles. Being a magical girl’s familiar has its perks, too: all of the creatures Chinami summons can swim through the air, ignoring pesky inconveniences like gravity. Some people might call her boney buds creepy, but Chinami thinks they’re pretty swell.

Diving Deeper Depths
There are many valuable discoveries to be made at the bottom of the sea, and Chinami is determined to see all of them. Through the wonders of magic, she can breathe underwater! In fact, water cannot harm her in any way.

A Brief History of Life
Chinami has spent a lot of time learning about living things, and being a Magical Girl means she can learn even more! If she touches a living (or once-living) thing, she can look into its past by simply closing her eyes. When she uses this power, she experiences the past through the senses of the creature she is touching. If the creature moves away, though, the connection is lost.

History
Chinami was raised by her grandparents from a very young age. Her father had never been around, skipping town shortly after her birth, and her mother had a host of mental problems that ultimately made her unfit to be a parent. Thankfully, Chinami’s grandparents were good, kind people who took their granddaughter in without the slightest hesitation.

Chinami’s grandfather was a simple man, working as the head of janitorial services at a local aquarium. Her grandmother, meanwhile, was a beloved community librarian. Visiting the aquarium as a child awoke a deep interest in the sea, and despite her young age, Chinami took to studying everything she could find about the ocean and all its wonderful inhabitants. She would spend long hours with her grandmother at the library, poring over books about the ocean. It was through these studies that she learned about the amazing sorts of creatures that had once dwelled within the sea: great sea-serpents and ancient whales swam through her dreams at night. Once she was old enough, she began taking classes at the aquarium in addition to her school work, and learned that the field she was so interested in was called marine paleontology.

Of course, marine paleontology is a rather odd hobby for a young girl to take up, and her feverish enthusiasm about the subject didn’t make her particularly popular at school. The other children took to calling her “Fishbones”, and generally treating her as an outcast. Still, Chinami’s dedication remained unwavering, and she studied hard, doing very well in her scholarly endeavors.

Still, Chinami was more than a bit lonely. Her only real friend was the sea, and she would spend the evenings walking along the coastline and skipping stones out into the water, pondering what sorts of mysteries surely slept beneath that great blue expanse. As luck would have it, though, one such evening her ponderings were interrupted by a strange visitor. The little creature called itself a “Keeper”, and told her about all sorts of curiosities she’d never dreamed of. Furthermore, it told her that with a simple contract, she could gain magical powers that would let her pursue her curiosity even further. To top it all off, she was certain to make friends, after all, Magical Girls had lots of friends! All she had to do was fight some monsters called Vices.

She pondered over the offer for a while, but ultimately her curiosity got the best of her.

[Gisk]

Character

Name: Hiro Tsutomi
Age: 16
Appearance:





Mana Crystal: A silver ring with an opal

Virtue: Industry

Magic:
- Helping Hands. Summons floating, opalescent hands that can act at a distance. They are capable of exerting enough force to hold about 300 pounds suspended in the air. This power is divided among any number of hands she chooses to summon. The more hands she has, the weaker they each are, and the dimmer they glow. Each is controlled as if it were an additional appendage, so doing multiple complex things is very difficult.

- Artifice. Tsutomi can create magical devices out of mundane components. It takes time and, like her virtue indicates, hard work.

History: Her father is a factory foreman, and her mother owns a cleaning service. As a couple, they make plenty of money, in exchange for hard work all day everyday. Though they value this diligence, and instilled it into their daughter, they wanted a better life for her, and so spent the money to put her in a good school.

And so, to meet expectations, Tsutomi has been putting in all the hard work to keep her grades up so that she can… what? She didn’t know. As she comes closer to graduation, she has become increasingly anxious and indecisive, only knowing that she must keep her work ethic, even without an end goal.

That is, until a Keeper found her, and gave her a new purpose.

[PrincessVampora]

Rose Marie Waterstone
Looks: long red gold hair when not in magical girl form, When she is in magical girl form she has rainbow hair and a pastel goth dress with a feathery corset (i cant attach pics for some reason)
Virtue: Creativity (shes has always been a creative person)
Magic: she can create things to help her team mates including healing potions but everything is limited to about 5 mins (except the heeling potion depending on the damage they can heal up to half the damage). she can also create odd weapons, one example is a ribbon box that can expand and trap enemies. another example is a corset that can absorb an attack by and enemy and release it when it gets full (up to 100 punches), and yet another one is jewelry that can strengthen and foces there powers. this all takes about 5-10 mints to create. (will expand on more things she can create as i go and will add on) she cannot use the manna potion on herself for some odd reason.
Age: 17
Mana Crystal: a Iridescent white crystal she made. when in MG form it turns into a jeweled choker that shows her power leval. (need to find out out how to get pics attached.)
Her family owns a nick Knack shop full of things they made. little is know about her as she just moved into town. She has a scar on her neck that she often covers with chokers. (my way of saying i need some time)

i will expand on this over time so plz be bare with me ^^.

[Epsir]

Determined Bulwark Setsuna⚔Ikeda!

Ikeda Setsuna

Transformed Outfit

18 | 161 cm | 51 kg
_{"A man has many years to remember, and only one instant to decide. Never forget this: The boundary between glory and shame is one moment."}

Mana Crystal:

A single drop earring worn on the right side. A thin silver chain suspends a triangular bipyramid of ice white diamond. When transformed, Setsuna hangs her earring from her weapon's scabbard.

Virtue:

Gravitas

Seriousness, dignity, responsibility. A sense of purpose and the importance of one's task, no matter what that may be. This is the virtue passed to Setsuna, and the mantle she upholds. She has lived her life haunted by her father's words, knowing in him all too well the unmaking man faces not on the grandiose scale of decay and complacency but in the smallest trials of one's soul. She does not relent; she is incapable. No matter what, Setsuna will conduct herself with the proper dignity of her station. She will see her purpose through to the end. Such is the only justice that may exist in the world, such is the only worth a single life can cling to. Once she was a soul responsible for nothing, a vagabond bereft of meaning in her small life. Her days were whiled away, seeking a greater meaning and awaiting the moment that would decide her worth. She is now a guardian, a warrior of determination and commitment. Her purpose is the defense of the unknowing and weak, those that might be stronger than her in life but helpless against the spiritual blight of Vices.

Magic:
_{I will become...}

The Hand that Holds the Gate

A power that allows the shared assumption of grief. Setsuna's magic was granted so that she could protect others, and it is that purpose she would consume her very life to fulfill. She is capable of designating a target of her protection with a touch and an oath. While the magic is active, wounds and conditions inflicted upon the target are instead transferred to Setsuna's body. In this way she is capable of protecting another person from incoming damage or taking the existing injuries of another person upon herself. Though trauma can be mended and fell magic redirected, there is no way to return the spark of life with such an ability. A grizzly, pointless death is the reward for imprudent use.

The Light that Brings the Day

A demonstration of the dignity and resolve of one who knows true, unwavering meaning. Mental impediments such as fear and disorientation can be cleansed from afflicted allies with the power of her magic. The effect is called upon by holding her sword aloft and allowing her magic to flow into the weapon. Allies in a short range illuminated by the light reflected upon its blade are refreshed, the mind altering effects of enemy attacks lifted from them. A display as costly and vulnerable as it is inspiring. To be the light is to become the target, a perilous proposition with her magic drained and her stance interrupted.

The Sword that Cleaves the Way

A manifestation of the duty of a Magical Girl, a tool that both protects and destroys life at the turn of the hands wielding it. Setsuna's sword is a means to an end, a tool to defend others from Vices. She does not wield it lightly, and her fighting style relies on carving heavy, deliberate blows into her enemies. Her scabbard stays in her off hand or is left on the sword, used in both configurations to deflect physical attacks and in light strikes of its own to search for and create openings. When drawn the glowing crystal within the sword's guard scrolls with a declaration: Alea Iacta Est. To deploy her weapon is to declare her commitment: its magical function is as a lure for Vices. Targets that she engages with her sword can be compelled to focus their hostility upon Setsuna. Equal parts blessing and curse, this effect invites a decisive battle. Her duty is a serious one, she cannot uphold her creed by picking losing battles. The severity of the combat she creates keeps her decisions honest.

History:

Setsuna's family is an unremarkable one. It dates back many years, a lineage of no great distinctions but instead quiet commitment to proceeding into the next generation. The story of the Ikeda name she bears almost came to an end with her father's time. A salaryman sent to Kaigo city, he did not adapt well to the new environment. He drank, he gambled and viced to cope, as any soul would. He met a woman and fell in love. She couldn't slow his fall. Setsuna's father spent too much money, lived too much for what little his work afforded him. By the time his wife was pregnant, vicious men were visiting their apartment daily. Old debts were called, protections were owed, the usual story took place. Setsuna's mother was a woman of no particular fault, she was simply too frail for the life she chose. Her father was a man of no particular worth, but he learned to try.

Her mother died shortly after Setsuna was born. Setsuna would never be allowed to know why or how. Her father seemed crushed flat with guilt. Her earliest memories are always of him being harassed, beaten, forced to give away their livelihood. The bread from their very table, the money from his very pockets. She remembers the look on his face when they bought her first school uniform. The flinch in his hand, eye height for her, as he read the price. His face never changed.

And still they survived. The trauma of seeing her father helpless was always tempered by the pure hearted resolve in his eyes when he knelt by her. She did not know many privileges or pleasures growing up as she did, but from an early age she knew love. There was no price on adoration, no interest on nurturing. Every night they would sit by their porch light or by candles when the power was often off. He read her storybooks from the library, whatever they could get their hands on to feel entertained. She laughed and cried for those random stories, gleefully getting lost in translations of dime store fiction muddled with classic poetry. Some nights he would have to stop early, beset by shivers or coughing fits. He'd started working odd jobs since work had cut ties, which had at least discouraged the loan sharks. He never cried, but his eyes would always glisten when it happened. Her 'apology story' as he tucked her into their bed was always the same. The story of her name. The words of their ancestors, the only heirloom still held by the two Ikeda.

"You are my moment."

He'd kiss her forehead and leave for the night shift.

Senior high school is romanticized, spoken of as a transformative time where a child is oriented for the future. It did transform her life. Her new world came with all sorts of expenses, some mandatory, some not, and her father never allowed her to talk herself out of living a little. He never batted an eye when it was for her. Even if it meant leaving.

Their eke it out lifestyle wasn't working, but Setsuna's father had become a man who would no longer relent. He left Kaigo. He joined the Self Defense Force. He sent his wages home, he bought her a computer, they talked online when he wasn't filling sandbags for a flooded island or trucking water to remote settlements. She could move into a proper home, living alone on the edge of town. She learned to ride a bicycle to get around, painfully independent for the first time. Living was such a sweet, dear thing.

But it hurt more than ever. Ikeda Setsuna was not a fool. She loves her father, and the curse of that love was that as soon as she became an individual, as soon as she could dare to support the father who gave her everything he was farther from her than ever before. How could she ever face him if she could not be half as great? She remembered his words in everything she did, committing only her best to the tasks laid before her. She did well in her public school. She joined the Kendo club, finding reprieve in the indulgently singular world of the swordsman. To perfect a strike was an act of excluding the outside world, a split second to breathe and be alone with one's thoughts.

That was her life. Work, study, cut. She took up a part time job on the edge of town, working as a gas station attendant. It was at work that she found her destiny. One cold night, as she stood watching headlights descend the mountain roads in the distance and waiting for her shift to end, a voice spoke to her. A strange creature, obviously not of the normal world, made her an offer. She would no longer have to live a meaningless, meek life. She could have a purpose, she could grasp a fragment of the perfected resolve which inspired her. Just as her father kept her, and then kept his countrymen... The Keeper offered her the power to protect.

The moment to be made or unmade had come. The wisdom of her ancestors was with her. Ikeda Setsuna needed only an instant to make her decision.

[Karkinos]

▶ 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚.

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𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐞-𝐚-𝐝𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝-𝐮𝐩 𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 — 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧-𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞-𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞! 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧! 𝐅𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝!

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ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ —
> Civilian
> Costumed ... with dark tights.

ᴍᴀɴᴀ ᴄʀʏꜱᴛᴀʟ —
Information interweaving and infinitesimal — a bite-sized crystal invisible to the human eye. Its power hidden in the datal dimension of ᴋᴀʀᴇɴ'ꜱ phone. Her mana crystal, when dormant, is a [.WAV file nestled in the ‘Music’ app among an eclectic library: 80’s city and synthpop; acid jazz; math rock from further East; hardcore punk from the West. Activated, the mana crystal runs magic through her headphones to form the signature headpiece of her magical girl costume; a walkman-esque device studded fairy kei-style hangs from her waist.
That elusive power presents itself to her, after so long. All she has to do is hit play.

ᴠɪʀᴛᴜᴇ —
Justice; impartiality, equity, balance, honor. It means a lot of weighted things to ᴋᴀʀᴇɴ at this point of her life, many of which she was denied in her “career.” Maybe justice is a response, she’s thinking — because if someone commits an injustice, there ought to be a karmic response. Always. Because the world would be less of a mess if people were held accountable for their actions, and she holds to this more than ever with quiet, impassioned resolve.

ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ — Lapins dans la lune .

^{The Lord Rabbit was sent down from the moon by its goddess to save the people of Earth from a deadly plague. It pounded elixirs with its special mallet. Then, it transformed into a young woman, giving to those in need across the city.}

Karen, alias Cherry Bonne-Bonne, has increased vitality, senses, and leg strength benefiting her patron, the 'rabbit in the moon.' A subconscious rhythm thrums in her ears during combat, pacing her attacks if she concentrates, thereby filling some holes in her negligibly combat prowess.

Side A — Mirrors summon, hover, where she commands. ✦ Have a max height of her own, a minimum height of the average hand mirror. ✦ Are physical constructs; they are ostensibly glass with a sharp outer edge. ✦ Can reflect magical attacks though only through active command.	Side B — Swaps people, objects, or other entities if they are of similar mass. ✦ Occurs within line of sight. ✦ Ease of swapping depends on distance away and overall mass. ✦ Position-swapping will be exact so momentum is maintained if its present.

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ᴋᴀʀᴇɴ could have considered herself an ordinary, if talented, teenage girl; a multi-instrumentalist and aspiring songwriter from a low-income family: a much younger brother; a single, busy, working mother scraping together what she could for the both of them. She wanted to make them proud. So she salvaged the courage to perform at a young talent convention — lost, but won the heart of an onlooking producer who approached her with a lifetime opportunity: a music career.

Once, “ᴄᴇʀɪꜱ" of junior idol troupe, mi-Amour, appeared on real-life, genuine television before everyone in Kaigo: her mother, her brother, her father somewhere far away. She was on the precipice of her dream; patently the most popular among twenty-something, bright-eyed little girls with her own niche and guitar literacy to boot. From interview to public appearance, there was a patent potential brimming underneath that nervous smile. But it was exactly that they were pimping, too. It took a year or so for Karen to realize what she was enduring so much backstage for was, simply put, a pipe dream. A vacant promise. She was something for her manager to use, for the public to masticate and spit out — and controversy, they ate it up. The irony of what poor ᴄᴇʀɪꜱ, the "cute one", was being made to do, as expounded on in an "anonymous" tip-off to law enforcement, was not lost.

Life For mi-Amour, their documentary, would not enter filming. Their upcoming tour was cancelled. And that was all she wrote.

Of course, nowadays, the Kaigo City idol scene seems impractical with the rise of J-Rock and international acts imported from the West. Just three years later, the talent-scouting series and its fruits, mi-Amour, have both vanished from popular furor. Any fond remembrance is plastered in hastily-removed remnants on subway cars and amongst the back aisles of seedy convenience stores. Sometimes it seems like ᴋᴀʀᴇɴ is the only one actively living with the memory. As if she could return to an ordinary life; as if she could focus on grades and other mundanities, or sleep, or pick up a guitar ever, ever, again. Pulled out of school on "medical leave," she has been isolated, tossing, turning, mulling over something in her mind for a long time. About power, mainly, and where it comes from; the Keeper might have been attracted to that. And while ᴋᴀʀᴇɴ doesn't appreciate them answering the question for her — "Power come from virtue!" — she does see something different in this contract. A purpose. Payoff. Because there are other little girls like ᴄᴇʀɪꜱ in Kaigo City, suffering in silence. What they need is an idol .

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ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʟᴏɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ? / ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ?

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[Thanarosa]

Kasumi

Name: Kasumi Yonaga
Age: 14
Appearance:

Civilian

Transformed

Mana Crystal: A small, purple bead attached to a tattered, grey scarf.
Virtue: Responsibility | The world failed her. I lost her, so I'll bring her back.
Magic:
In Her Presence | Kasumi treasures every memory spent with her sister, and can manifest it into the world as a pulse of light, originating from her clasped hands. Anyone that comes into contact with the pulse will be healed. The more precious the memory, the more powerful the healing is. Each time this ability is cast, the memory used gets just a little fainter.

My Thousand Worries Weep Away | Clenching her fist hard enough to break skin, the drawn blood flows into the shape of a rose then crystallizes. The deeper the wound, the larger the flower. Anyone that ingests its petals will feel a surge of power flowing through their veins, granting immense pain resistance and enhanced physical capabilities. The rose has only one thorn, protruding from the center of the petals. Said thorn is unusually large and sharp, resembling the blade of a knife.

History:
Kasumi was born to a fairly affluential family, being born 2 years after their first daughter, Mizuki. Naturally, the two became inseparable. Kasumi looked up to her elder sister and never really made friends in her own age group, though she did get along reasonably well with her sister’s friends. However, when Kasumi was 13, tragedy struck as Mizuki began to feel ill. Her health took a rapid, unexplainable downturn and she fell into a deep coma that no one could rouse her from. Kasumi became borderline catatonic, barely paying attention to the world around her. She began to drift from the world, fading into the background. A few months later, that changed when the resident class weirdo had started to talk about some strange things, about creatures from another realm that would steal away people’s souls for some nefarious purpose. While dismissed by the other class members as being another one of her wild conspiracy theories, Kasumi took notice. If that girl knew more, perhaps she could find a way to save her sister.

After school, she stayed behind to talk with the other girl and using a little gentle persuasion, had learned absolutely nothing. In a foul mood, she left to the hospital to visit her sister. No progress, no changes, absolutely nothing. The hospital staff were worthless, the girl was worthless, everyone was worthless. When she returned home that night, she caught a glimpse of something outside her window. On a whim, she grabbed the scarf that her sister knitted for her all those years ago, and went for a walk. She left behind her phone, wallet, almost everything. Just the scarf and the clothes on her back as she walked through the eerily quiet streets of Kaigo City. Eventually, she tired and found a place to sit in a bus stop. While she hadn’t noticed because of her movement, it was an oddly cold night. Wrapping herself in the scarf, she closed her eyes and began to drift away. It was then that she heard a voice right besides her, a Keeper. She learned about Vices, and about the girls that fought against them. At that moment, she knew what needed to be done. The others couldn’t do anything, of course they couldn’t. They lacked the power, so she would obtain it, through any means necessary. She would need to do it with her own two hands, to find the Vice that stole her sister and bring her back. It had to be possible, her sister used to say that nothing was impossible, and she was never wrong. She couldn't be wrong.

Other: Has a special designer jacket that she wears often. Her sister had a matching outfit.

[Skyswimsky]

Kyouko

Name: Kyouko Hiruma
"It means 'best girl', or something!"
Age: 15
Appearance:

No Mayo

Magical Transformation:

long gloves instead of gauntlets

Mana Crystal: A simple, clear, diamond. Imbued onto a choker gifted by her father.
Virtue: Perseverance

Magic: Neuanfang - The Restored World
Take my arms. Take my legs. Take my Soul and take my Heart. I will keep climbing. I will keep walking. I will keep trying. No pain is too great to bear, for our promised Happy End.

Kyouko's Virtue manifests in the ability to reset certain properties of entities to an earlier state in time. She could throw a pebble and turn it into a powerful projectile, punch an enemy harder multiple times despite landing a single hit, or return an attack to a state before it existed, and so on. Currently, her ability can restore the properties of things to up to a 10-second time frame in close proximity.

History:
"Want to know more about me, the one and only, Kyouko Hiruma, eh? Well, first you have to know I. Am. Special! The bestest. Special enough to tell you about MY history! All in first person! Oh look at THAT unique snowflake, shame on her! Well, screw you! Ahem. I was, and am, happy. Sure, I've never got to know my mother. Sure, my nonetheless awesome father has-slash-had pretty much never time AND SURE, a lot of people in school simply haven't realized how awesome I am yet - instead trying to raise their pitiful self-esteem by making fun of those greater such as I, Kyouko. BUT!... What counts is what you do with yourself! No one but yourself is responsible for your emotions, and how you feel.

So, instead of holing up inside my father's rich mansion and crying myself to sleep each night, I rather punch Mr. self-pity in the gut! Go out there. Do things, do more things. All the fun things. And I guess some school, too, urgh. Anyway! No matter how often you fail climbing a, uh tree! If you give up climbing, you'll never make it to the top, y'know? And once you're at the top, you look for a taller tree! Because climbing the same tree again would be boring, right? Right. And, uh, ah! Look at me talking and talking. Guess that's enough!

If you wanna know more about the awesome I, Kyouko Hiruma, you can pre-order my biography now!... It's called biography, right? Right. Just gotta wait a few many years!"

Other:
This never gets old
Some other Theme

[ERode]

Magical Maid Resolute Anne

"I'll fuck you up, cunt."
【☆】17 y/o | 5'9 | 139 lbs【☆】

Mana Crystal: A button of gold, with intricate, minute carvings of ivy along the rim. When transformed, it becomes the top button of the blouse she wears.

Virtue: Resolve, the decisiveness to do what must be done, and to do it competently, in a manner that leaves nothing lacking, but without such obsession that one is simply slowed by their need for perfection. Anne does what’s asked of her, and does what would bring the most benefit to everyone around her. That’s what work is, after all. If it was fun and easy and forgiving, it wouldn’t be what it is.

Magic
Competence – The magic to do the mundane. When transformed, Anne gains the ability to perform any mundane task at the highest level of human skill, as well as to manifest all the tools necessary to do so. If she needs to brew pre-existing tea leaves, she will be able to summon boiling water within a stylish kettle, as well as a fine china teapot and accompanying tea cups. If she needs to dissolve a body, the chemicals, as well as a vat large enough to contain that body will be summoned. The more unreasonable a task is, the longer it’d take for her to manifest the necessary tools for completing such tasks. If a task requires more than one person to complete it, Anne’s Competence does not apply.

Cleanliness – The magic to remove dirt and impurities. Anne can magically clean and repair things as necessary. Dirt and grease practically disappear in her presence. Messy makeup is erased and then reapplied. Giant holes in walls or craters on the road are patched up. When applied to humans, they attain a level of beauty akin to someone who has just spent a day at a salon or spa. When applied upon a crime scene, all evidence is erased, including the memories of non-magical witnesses.

Composure – The magic to maintain a standardized emotional state, regardless of the situation. A passive ability that grants clarity of the mind, suppresses unnecessary spikes in emotion, and shields one from magical mental influence. Though her Composure may inspire a similarly calm state of mind in others during times of crisis, this is merely an unintended side effect of Anne’s magic.

History
Anne lives with her grandparents, and works at a family restaurant that occasionally gets visited by shitty delinquents in order to supplement the meager pension they get. Her grandfather’s becoming senile, her grandmother’s practically blind, her parents are gone, and she does whatever’s necessary to continue living in the old family home. Most of the time, she cooks. When utilities stop working, she figures out why. She’s a regular in her school’s track team for the recommendation she can get. She takes self-defense classes at a local gym in exchange for babysitting the instructor’s kids during the weekdays. And even then, Anne still finds time to search and destroy the Vices lurking within the city.

Life’s hard, and the stresses build, but regardless of what happens, Anne still prefers it over death. For that reason, she works and she learns and she works and she learns, chipping away at the wall before her without regard to her cracked nails, her growing fatigue, hoping to crush herself until a diamond shines underneath.

Hoping to ██████████████████.

Others: When she can get away with it, Anne wears steel-toed boots and leather gloves.

[blackdragon]

Name: Midori Kawamura

Age: 18

Civilian

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Transformed

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Mana Shard: A small red crystal shaped like a flame on a gold ring that transforms into her sword

Virtue: Courage. The will to go into the most dangerous places, take on the most dangerous foes, and venture where nobody else will

Magic: Midori's powers manifest as burning flame

Fiery Blast: Midori shoots a ball of flame at an enemy, Kamehameha style

Inferno Pillar: Midori conjures a pillar of flame to scorch an area

Flaming Sword: Midori's sword transmutes to pure flame to deal extra damage to Vices.

History: Midori always looked up to her father. A Kaigo City police officer, he always requested the most risky assignments, in the poorer parts of the city where crime and violence ran rampant. When she asked him why he risked his life like this, he responded, "These people need someone to show them that things can get better. And if something needs to happen to me for that to happen, then so be it."

Far from being the kind of girl to beg her father not to do something so dangerous, all she asked him to do was try to come home in one piece. His courage inspired her to want to become a police officer, but a few weeks ago, she got a better offer. Now, she's a magical girl, ready to protect people from the monsters that would terrify most.

[SimpleWriter]

Fumiko, Nagamasa

17

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Civilian Clothing

History

Fumiko lived most of her life on the outskirt of Kaigo City, along with her uncle and now deceased aunt. Neither rich nor poor, she never truly lacked anything in particular. Indeed, apart from a rather long road to school every morning, being almost the only girl in her train, she never had any major life dilemmas. If not for one little story that most people in her life seem to either have forgotten, or look over it.

Fumiko...had always been a hard child to make smile, whether it be due to her parents dying when she was young - too young to remember - or something else. She didn't gravitate toward socialization, and had only a handful of friends. She'd often mistreat them through a lack of attention, not talking to them or straight out ignoring them and would, of course, eventually lose her friends.

Then her small family bought a dog. A Shiba-Inu named Komugi, due to it's colour. When the blonde girl saw Komugi the first time, she smiled and they had been friends ever since; Best friends. One day as they were exploring the wooden parts around her uncle's house, Fumiko fell from a fallen trunk and into a water ditch below. Having hit her head pretty badly, all she remembers is waking up to a smiling and happy family at the hospital - but her friend was nowhere to be seen. She was told that Komugi saved her, but probably due to exhaustion and water in it's lungs, the dog did not survive.

Ever since that day, Fumiko learned the meaning of true friendship, self-sacrifice and, most important of all; Loyalty. She still have a hard time smiling or expressing her emotions publicly, and most often pass as rude or unkind...but the truth is she loves those important to her deeply, and have her unlimited devotion.

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Komainu-Shishi

Lion-Dog Guardian

Mana Crystal: Her Mana Crystal actually have the very simple form of a beads bracelet around her wrist. When Fumiko transforms, the bracelet becomes the collar of Shishi, her 'Spirit Companion'.

Virtue: Loyalty. To Fumiko, nothing is as important as devotion to those who are important in your life. She does not often embrace such people in her heart, but if she does she will give those persons her devotion. To her, the title of 'Friend' is not to be given lightly, because it bears the heavy burden of laying down one's life to protect those that are important to you.

Magic: Fumiko's magic is best used defensively, and is quite niche. It's power increases depending on the reason she is fighting as well as how pressured she is. As such, she is in her element against a stronger, aggressive enemy or while defending friends and allies during a fight. It also boosts her speed to great length which is, in fact, her only defense along with Shishi - a high risks / high reward style of fighting on all accounts.

• Shishi: The name of her Spirit Companion, part of her transformed state. Shishi is a Lion-Dog Guardian that follows Fumiko in combat, and the both of them fight as a pair. He acts as the shield, whereas Fumiko is the decisive blow.
• Bushido: Before every fight, she will name a reason to fight; a promise, an oath or simply the promise of defending someone as well as state her name out loud - The more the stated reason is dear to Fumiko and the more she puts her life on the line for it; The more her power levels rises. As such, despite appearances, her magic is best used defensively.
• Flash Step: Lacking in armor or shield, apart from Shishi, Fumiko relies on speed to meet her enemies, move around the battle field, evade and redirect attacks. Her magic amplifies her speed greatly, making her a tough opponent to corner.
• Iaido: Fumiko specializes in fighting defensively and counter attacking. Her sword most often remains in it's scabbard while she and Shishi are on the defensive. The more they are pressed and have to defend themselves or friends, the more power build up in Fumiko's sword. When the moment is right, she'll unleash her attack. More often than not, this will bring an end to the combat.