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Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Decided to post early since some folks were already wrapping up the scene.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

"Yeah, me neither, Al." Lily sighed, but then her brows furrowed.
"Hmm, I don't think they might want to do that. Penny was with Beacon, and that means they aren't as strict about monster girls as usual. So the chances of me being on their hit list, while real, is quite small." Lily stood up from the couch, her legs still a bit shaky.
"Hey, why don't we call it a day for now? I know I don't need sleep, but I'd like to gather up my energy so we can start looking for allies." With that said, she went to the door of her room and opened. She looked back at Alex, with an awkward smile. "Once again, thanks. I...Nobody's ever cared about me like you have."

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Caroline stabbed at the shadow just as the twins disappeared through it, and showed signs of anger at the words Elroy said. She turned the weapon into a hammer, and crashed through the roof of the building, coming down in a tri-pod landing to the hotel room that connected to the balcony the twins escaped to. She lifted her lowered head, her fangs glistening from the moonlight as she looked at the two of them.
"Caroline...Is...Cute...CUTE?" She growled; it sounded like she hated the word with all of her heart, even though she was happy to hear praise not long ago with the ghostly twins.

Elroy turned to face the vampire, making sure to keep the shield between himself and IT at all times. “Yea.” He said with a smirk. “I think you're just adorable. Hell, maybe it goes beyond cute.” There was something inside Elroy that just made him enjoy setting people off. So of course he was going to continue to “flatter” the woman. “In fact, I'd be willing to take you out of town huh? Some place nice to eat? If there's something that fits your fancy, just name it. We'll make it a date. Anything for my little sugar plumb.” Regina made sure to keep herself positioned behind Elroy the entire time. The succubus placed a hand on his neck and telegraphically sent him commands to stop talking, but it was too late. The words were coming out.

Caroline's eyes widened, her crimson orbs shining as she grimaced. Her hammer-wielding arm shook; it looked like the weight of the weapon was now affecting her. She changed it to a sword with a jagged, cruel edge, and stood up, slowly walking closer. "S-Sugar...plumb?" She spat out the words, breathing heavier than before.

“Sugar plum, butter cup, summer strawberries, you're everything sweet.” Elroy leaned around his shield. “In fact, I'm willing to take it a step further. You could be the sun the hangs in the morning sky. The one thing that makes life possible on this dreary, shadow covered world.” He twirled his finger in the air, as if pointing at everything. “There are over ten billion people in the world right now, and you're more eye catching than any of them.” Regina removed her hand from the back of Elroy's neck. What was he up to?

Caroline stopped. She lowered her head, her sword still pointed at Elroy as her legs started shaking. She bared her teeth, wincing in pain. "No...Lies...Caroline hates you!"
She braced with her feet, about to lunge at him; having seen the power behind her earlier attack, Elroy could assume his shield wouldn't entirely protect him.

Elroy grit his teeth with a smile. “Oh yea?” He pulled his shield back in front of himself. “Well I love you!” Regina could feel the energy build in Elroy's body and immediately dove off to the side. Meanwhile, Elroy's shield started to change shape. It swiftly grew in size and buckled in half like a V-plow. A cylindrical shape appeared at the very top of the shield and ran back over Elroy's head. The twin dropped into a sprinting position and pushed the shield forward with all of his might. Suddenly metal wheels manifested themselves around him. Then a smoke stack, a head light, and even freight cars that went back into a shadow portal. He had transformed his shield into a train, and was intent on overpowering the incoming vampire. Chains shot out from the sides of the trains face in an attempt to ensnare Caroline. Two opposing forces were about to collide. The unstoppable chaos engine, and the immortal vampire.

"HURGH!" Caroline dropped to one knee, and the sword she wielded melted into a pool of blood around her. Her slitted pupils widened back into looking normal, and they rolled around violently as she trembled, looking at the blood flowing out of her palm.
"L...Love...?" She whimpered, and struggled to stand up even as she saw the Killing Blow coming towards her. She closed her eyes, and braced herself.




"That is enough, my Lady."

In that very instant, a strange noise went through the air, and the chains on the train's front grasped around empty air. Elroy crashed right into the hotel room's wall, causing the entire building to shake from the impact and the room to fall into rubble, trapping the incubus-like magical boy momentarily underneath. When he climbed out, he laid eyes upon a knife pointed directly at his forehead; he could feel the very tip of it sting his skin without cutting it. Elroy's eyes rolled up to look at the blade. The sophisticated woman wielding the knife held Caroline's hand alongside another knife, and the blonde girl breathed through her teeth as she focused on standing up, partially leaning onto the taller woman; Elroy realized that Caroline somehow avoided the attack, impossible even for her incredible speed.

"...Sonia?" Caroline asked, her eyes wide in wonder at the woman, surprised by the hand gripping hers. The woman's icy eyes gently observed the younger, fanged girl, and then coldly towards the rest as she sheathed the knife on the holster around her thigh.
"You should not associate yourself with low-brow rabble, Lady Caroline. Such company is below your noble status." She threw the other knife she held in Regina's direction, missing her chest by a couple of centimeters; it was a warning shot. Regina's hair fluttered from the air movement, but she didn't flinch.
"Let us be off, young master; Lady Justine has been worried for you."
"Big...Sister?" Caroline responded, with a look of fear on her face. Then, the two suddenly disappeared into thin air, leaving nothing behind but Caroline's puddle of blood.

Regina's fists were balled and quivering with her anger. “Low-brow rabble?” This was not the first time Regina had been mocked in such a manner. Regina was never very fond of the smugness of high society, but how dare that witch throw a knife at her. Regina was just defending herself, and if that vampire had been properly supervised, the Bates twins wouldn't have had to defend themselves.

Erloy on the other hand looked ecstatic. He was sitting on the rubble as if it were a throne. “I can't believe it!” He said while fighting the urge to laugh. Though this was a battle he was losing. “I think this is one of the few times I was able to mock someone into submission!” He cackled. “L-love!? B-buttercup? Oh my god... I wonder how much of that she honestly believed.” He sighed and his laughter died down immediately. The incubus tipped his head back and looked at the ceiling. “Those noble types sure are petty aren't they.”

Regina approached the blood stain on the ground and examined it. She didn't really know what she was looking for. To her, it just looked like normal blood. “I take it you're sitting right now because you've expended all of your mana and a fair bit of your energy.”

“That is correct.”

Regina sighed. “I guess we're going to have to withdraw for now. I would have liked to have met the other twins, but I don't know how friendly they will be. It's a shame you had to resort to tower of carnage. You know that's a very reckless attack.”

“I was lost in the moment.” Elroy was still looking at the ceiling. “In hindsight, that attack would have been a lot more powerful if I wasn't on that balcony. There wasn't enough room to generate more carts. The weight is what makes that attack powerful.”

“You still missed.” Regina eyed the rubble. “All you'd have done is hollowed out the building, and possibly caused it to collapse.”

“You're probably right.” Elroy raised his head and stood up, almost stumbling. “So I guess we're going to see about joining up with Umeko then?”

“Provided she hasn't gotten herself killed yet.”

The twins walked out towards the balcony.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@Vocab
It's funny because she might actually think of them as bacon given her fire magic.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Alright, starting the planning on the new post; should be out on Tuesday.

Edit: still needs a bit more work, so Wednesday or Thursday at the very most. Sorry about this.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@Shifter_Master

Working on a collab with @BrokenPromise, and planning to post it around Wednesday.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Some of the Infinites had already sprung to work, questioning the poor almost-victim or going around looking for something that could help them understand the incident better. Daimyon, however, was still by Mary's side, standing besides her with a comforting arm around her shoulder. Though he did not agree with Cyrus' forceful approach, the politician did have a point: any impulsive behaviour now was hindering the group's chances at finding out what had exactly happened. But what was reason to the torrent of emotions? That is why Daimyon sought to soothe the streamer, and help her make the first step forward.
“Tragic loss, heartbreak; like a nightmare, awake,” he spoke. His imagination was often attuned to his mood, thus it was difficult to come up with something that could have shone a ray of positivity on the bleak situation. “But darkness must not win. Only by making peace with what we have can we face it and find the light to lead us out of this.” He held his notebook in his other hand and allowed himself a small smile. “...those were his words, actually. Slightly paraphrased. I copied them from a book of his that I found in the study. He was truly...an inspiring man.”

Mary's sobbing turned quiet as she shivered from Daimyon's touch. and she slowly turned her head to look at him. "That's beautiful...Ughh, I can't stay crying like this." She stood back up with shaky legs, and dusted off her clothes. "And to think we were all having such a fun time just moments ago...Why did this have to happen? Why would anyone want to kill Robo-Miyagi?"

The poet gave her question a hard thought—even though it was only between them, he could not fathom accusing anyone just like this.
“Do you know what they say about the hydra? That if you cut off one of its heads, it'll grow two more? Alas, we are not like a hydra, but more like a dragon. We may have more than one heads, but they...don't grow back once cut down,” His face darkened in an uncharacteristic show of seriousness. “...someone is trying to cut off this group's heads. The leaders. To make it...harder for us to get out. And there is only one I can think of that would want this...the bear.”

"The leaders? Maybe...Monokuma has a traitor working under them. If that is true, thern...their next target is...Cyrus!" She put her hands to her mouth, stifling a scream.
"We have to catch them, Daimy-doo! There must be clues, there always are in mystery games..." With that said, Mary began searching Mondatta's body, looking for hints.

“A traitor? I don't think so...still, we must find a way to prove that it was Monokuma and no one else!”
With that newfound determination, the two also began their, ah...well-intentioned detective work. He spun around and took another look through the cave, although his untrained eye did not make out anything suspicious at first. With not much to look at but the desire to look at something, he examined the one thing that was in abundance in the cave: rock formations. Stalagmites and stalactites, sometimes bunched together and sometimes standing by their lonesome, decorated the place, each a slightly different length and shade of brown. With no archaeological knowledge to aid him on his search—he was less qualified for this than he thought—, he took a look at the nearest one. It protruded out of the ground lengthily, but aside from its many creases, there was absolutely nothing that made it special. He looked at a second one, standing in bunch with the first. Again, nothing. He examined three more, but aside from the gutter that his mind was rapidly falling into at the sight of the many long and pointy sticks, there was nothing notable.

He turned around and walked back towards Mondatta's body—and as a last-ditch hope from the optimistic poet, looked at the lone stalagmite that stood on the side and between the monk's and Krista's.

Again, nothing...or wait.

He crouched down to better see. There was a visible cut at its base, a light line in the dark brown stone. He ran a finger over it and sure enough, it felt different too. He found nothing of the sort on the other formations and he considered six rocks to be an adequate sample size. He noted the small but—he really hoped—important difference in his little book, then headed back to Mary.

“Was there...anything on him?”

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Mary thoroughly examined the metallic armor formerly belonging to Mondatta, and her eyes opened. Surprisingly, the suit showsed no signs of being hit or damaged, save a few scrapes around the neck and torso. "He was ambushed?" The Infinite Streamer mumbled to herself. She pulled on the handle on the indentation in the back of Mondatta's head, and her cheeks blushed from the exertion. "HNNNNGHHH; OPEN, DAMMIT! Pppft, it's no use! It's stuck. Looks like he didn't struggle much; there's something on his neck and chest, but nothing else. But yeah, no blade could penetrate something this hard!"

“I see...” Daimyon replied, holding a hand to his chin and thinking. He could not make anything out of so little, of course, but he tried regardless. “But then how was he killed? Not by blade, but with...a hammer? That would have certainly left a dent, though...ah, what a conundrum!”
He looked around in the cave again—there were fewer people, it seemed, most had gone off to investigate. Krista was, surprisingly, still sitting there at her own stalagmite. She looked to have been...forgotten, almost, in all the chaos.
“Someone should really get her some attention...” he muttered before speaking up with an idea. “Mary, could you help carrying Krista to somewhere...better?”

"Mmm, sorry...." Mary said softly once she was done inspecting the corpse, and took a couple of steps back. "I...Need a moment. To...sort my feelings, so I can have a clear head for when it starts..."

“Ah, yes, yes, certainly!” The poet nodded vehemently. “May you find your peace, Mary.”
He turned away from her and towards the violinist.
“I guess I'll just have to carry her by—”

“...Daimyon, wait!”

Before he could get to it, however, he heard a different voice calling to him. He looked towards the entrance of the cave, and sure enough, Marianne was approaching.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@Card Captor@ShyDot@BrokenPromise

New post, with a turn towards the worse for a certain pair of twins.

Edit: Oh, and skarsgard, if you want to you can have Ili/Ume flee while Beacon's distracted by Caroline's flashy attack.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Lily quietly listened to Alex' explanation of recent events, nodding occasionally until he mentioned his disguise.
"So that explains it...I started thinking I was back to my old life, looking at myself in the morning after a long dream, heh."
She drooped her head a bit, scowling when he mentioned Beacon. "I wouldn't blame them for thinking that; I made a mess of myself."
She closed her eyes, and pulled her knees to her chest, wrapping her arms around her legs. She wasn't sure if it was because of her younger age or the way Ale laid out the news, but she was in emotional turmoil, and wanted to start crying. But then, she opened her eyes in surprise at the ice cream. She looked up at him with wet eyes and a wavering smile. "Th-thanks, Alex." She looked outside the window, and sighed. "We can't keep fighting each other like this. If Mariette is right, then something worse will happen than the attack on the hospital. We gotta do something, Alex."

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Caroline continued her giggling fit at the ghostly twins; she seemed to be elated by their warm smiles and kind words.
"Caroline has been lonely for a long time. But now, with friends, Caroline is happier than ever!"
Her eyes flicked to Julia without her turning her head, and then back to Jillian.
"Nice to meet you, Tutu and Turkey!" She then giggled again at her joke. "Caroline is Caroline von Fisheral...von Whiskeral..." The girl tried to pronounce her surname, but ended up twisting her tongue in her mouth like a child.
"...von Visceral! That is hard for Caroline to say! Hihi!"

She listened intently at the dialogue between the two, and burst out laughing when Julia made her snappy comeback.
"You're so funny, Tutu! Huh, wha-" Suddenly, Caroline froze in place once she sensed the aura, and began shivering at the song, gradually turning into shaking. The fangs in her mouth, while cute at first, extended into less cute incisors, and the pupils of her eyes turned into vertical slits.
"Haaahhh, Haaahhhhh...Singing dolls..." She breathed rapidly, and the palms of her hands opened. Her emaciated wings extended over her back, and small lights formed hanging under their structure, like decorative gems. Soon, she emanated an aura of her own, and it grew rapidly in power, until even the magical girls at the hospital sensed it. Soon, even Regina and Elroy's auras couldn't compare to the sheer amount of magical presence that Caroline extended, and a visible crimson shimmer formed around the disturbed girl.

"Sweet...Singing...Red...Dolls..." Caroline hissed, and even if the twins avoided reading her, they couldn't help but sense how her entire being was overcome with the urge to hunt, and to kill. She twitched her nose, and extended one arm above her. Blood flowed out of her open palm, and it formed into a red, jagged spear that she gripped intensely. Then, she turned, and blasted off like a jet, heading straight for Regina and Elroy, with spear held ready; their attempt to hide themselves failed against Caroline. They soon saw a red comet heading their way at terrifying speed, with her eyes shining as two bright red lights in the middle of it, the lights on her wings leaving streaks into the night sky like the tail of a shooting star. She intends to impale Regina straight through her chest with the force of a bullet train.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@skarsgard I've started getting comments that people would like the current battle to end, so I would like to ask if you're planning on prolonging this for a longer time; it's possible that soon Ilia or Umeko may sustain an incapacitating hit unless they run away.

And to any Beacon who is worried that they may have to pursue, your Beckoner will tell you not to do so, as they believe that the enemy will lead you into a trap.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@canaryrose
Ayy, glad to see you back. Accepted.