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Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

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Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

E m i l y

"Sorry!"

— Emily

"Sh-sh-shorry, I'm... shho sorrrry...!"

Emily's voice was inaudible, drowned out by the cacophony of fighting, singing, and destruction. She couldn't get her body to move the way she desired, so despite attempting to struggle and break free of the grasp on her, she had continued to be nothing more than a doll being dragged along. How terrible! How unforgivable! There were people in trouble and danger afoot, but here she was being nothing more than dead weight!

She could only really hear one thing. The warehouse might have been coming down in parts, Vi's music might've been blaring loudly, but all she could pick up was the sound of her failure. In response to being punched, a girl might grunt. Failure to avoid a slash would result in both missing flesh and a sharp squeal in pain. Even the sound of the last of a girl's air escaping her lungs had not been missed by her. Emily wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or not, but it killed her on the inside nonetheless.

"P-phlease...put me down. Can't yyyyou hearrr them...? They're 'n so mush painnn..." she pleaded.

S i l h o u e t t e

"Heh."

Silhouette

With a quick twist of her body, Silhouette turned her back towards the gunwoman as she shot, the blast bouncing off her durable coat at an angle and hitting some random girl in the leg. No longer than a moment had she turned away but by the time her vision settled back upon where Sonia she had been, Sil noticed the girl had taken advantage of the commotion and left. Frustration visible on her features, she turned back to face the nameless girl that had interrupted her.

As the girl leveled the gun to Sil once again and intended to fire, Silhouette momentarily disappeared only to reappear behind the girl. The girl spun around to face her only to receive a knife to the stomach, which was then twisted, evoking a cry from the girl. Sil pulled the now-bloodied knife out and gave the girl a strong kick, knocking her to the floor. It was a pointlessly cruel act she only registered that she had done after the fact. After all, a stab like that wasn't going to immediately kill a magical girl and could be dealt with if given medical treatment. But that didn't matter. The intentions of the girls who noticed her injured form on the ground were far from noble, and Sil had a feeling that girl wouldn't be a problem ever again if her screams were anything to go by.

Paying little mind to the girl that Ari had just gotten killed, Silhouette moved towards Veronica and arrived just after their targets had fled. Justine's confidence was irritating, but right now they could do little but give chase. That said, Veronica was anything but happy with this turnout and voiced this rather clearly.

"It won't happen a second time," she assured Veronica, ignoring the irritation that arose from Veronica's words. Silhouette was doing her best to suppress the music's effects.

Shade, you need to return to me now.

...

Somewhere in the middle of the commotion, a lone shadow hurriedly attempted to lift girls off the floor. Her lower half was covered in blood that wasn't hers, and she had had more than a few close calls already. The bar exploding had separated her and Dusty, but she had taken solace in the fact that she saw the girl they'd intended to cheer up had run off with her. At least that meant that Dusty was unlikely to be 'killed' and lose all of her memories, right?

They honestly hadn't gotten to do much before things went to shit, and it may be because she was selfish, but having someone she could confide in was a great feeling. Maybe to most the short moment they had where she revealed her feelings on her existence would be fleeting and forgettable, but for Shade that was a large part of her terribly short life so far. She didn't want it to go away, so she hoped Dusty would find her way back to Trixy eventually.

She hoped.

But for now, she needed to acknowledge her summons. Shade couldn't hear what Sil was saying, but her intention could be felt. IF Samantha wanted her back, then that was what she had to do. Hopefully what little she'd done would have some positive impact, but as she was a tool and nothing else, she resigned herself to being used once more. Shade sunk into the floor and the shadow darted along the ground until it eventually returned Silhouette's shadow to her.

...

By this point, Veronica had disappeared and Samantha was left in front of the newly-arrived Ascendancy agents. She shook her head and sighed at their outrageous demands. "Ya got me. I'll save you the trouble and get on the ground," she told them, doing very much the same as Veronica and slipping into the shadows. She took not the same route as her employer but arrived outside in mostly the same fashion nevertheless. Even for a squad like them, there was little chance the Ascendancy had the ability nor care to track her through the obnoxious scenery of the club.

Now beyond the reach of the barrier surrounding the warehouse, she remained hidden in the shadows as she traveled along the perimeter towards Veronica. When they had at last met up, Veronica was with Dolly, inquiring about the specifics of their deal. She opted to remain quiet, but couldn't help but notice Veronica's attire had changed.

A shame, really. Shade would be able to appreciate it more, but even Sam wouldn't deny Veronica could pull it off pretty well. Oh well, there were more important things to do than daydream about forming an idol group with her employer and her shadow clone.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

Given my last post I suggest shona with Zach's crew. I'd say Cyrus or Emily would also be nice to group with.

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

"Knight waifus are destined to die."

Zachary Ackerson

An uncanny reproduction of the original Infinite Knight? Zachary could not confirm whether this truly was the case or not on account of having not personally met Shona before now, but that didn't mean he had to blindly trust what the others thought they were seeing. How could he be anything but skeptical about this entire thing? Not only was it a dead person apparently coming back to life, but it was apparently Killgood, or rather, Davis, who had made this so. When did that ever bode well?

Zach was confident that only two outcomes would arise from her appearance: Either, in some strange way, she had really been revived. He couldn't imagine how that would be the case if she really was dead before, but she would inevitably be killed off once again to incite despair amongst them or something to that effect. But if she was some imposter, someone else, then she was going to betray them at some point. This might seem too obvious, but maybe that's what they were going for? It didn't matter though. Even if she was actually the Infinite Actor, she would slip up somewhere. Zachary would be watching her every move. And in the case she did, he would make sure to exploit it before anyone else could be harmed because of it.

He would play a reactive role for now. She wasn't the only thing they needed to fear. "We don't have the time to be screwing around, do we?" Zachary urged the group to continue as he yet again placed himself between Jez and the knight. "Ignoring that Shona possibly came back to life, Davis is fond of hope spots. I'm sure he'll be overjoyed to watch her get run through again because we wasted time here. And with the rules no longer in play, that's incredibly likely"

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The group of Infinites had been busy with the return of the Infinite Knight. Some of them were skeptical. Some were surprised. But regardless, all were distracted. With all the ease of drawing a breath, the red-headed figure quietly separated himself from the group with a cocky grin. Now that they had this chance, they were not going to let it go.

But what could they be doing?

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Sil should be around the entrance as of my last post. Emily is being carried by Sakura, and Hilaria is not at the warehouse. Shade was with Dusty, but I think she's going to return to zero when I bother to post with her.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

S i l h o u e t t e

"Where the FUCK is that man in the back?"

Silhouette

Considering the fact that she was able to acquire a drink (and apparently a pizza) from the bar in a rather short amount of time with no hassle whatsoever, Samantha knew something had to be brewing in the background. Still, she was limited to reacting to what came her way, so she'd play the waiting game as long as necessary, and she may as well watch Trixy enjoy herself while she did so.

When Vi appeared on the stage, Samantha couldn't help but scoff at her behavior. She could at least try to spice the idol flavoring up just a bit, yeah? Shade would probably do better. It didn't help that her music was irritating. At least the hard drink she just finished was good. It felt rewarding. And speaking of rewards, the one she received for downing the drink was a hard straight to the face by some magical girl she didn't recognize in the least, breaking her glasses.

"...You're fucking kidding me, right?"

Samantha's head snapped to one side, but she didn't stumble. The other girl hadn't decided to stop there, throwing a wild hook to which Sam responded with an even quicker glass mug to her face, shattering it, but Sam wasn't letting her off with just that. She grabbed the girl by her shirt and pulled her in, headbutting her and most likely breaking her nose in the process, and she fell to the floor unconscious.

She began rubbing her head. "Belligerent drunks are just the wors--"

Samantha wasn't able to finish the thought before one of the cages fell and crushed some girl, along with most of the party turning into some gimmicky WWE Pay-Per-View event with roars, grunts, and screams filling the air just as quick as the black smoke that also followed. She briefly glanced over the girl she just knocked out, and sighed. She would've preferred this one to just be some inebriated troublemaker, but that was asking for too much, supposedly. In a blink of the eye, Samantha let go of her party attire and returned to using her normal outfit, though she was bitter about it. It wasn't hard to tell who started this commotion when she had begun feeling irritated the second Vi started her routine.

Damned brat, starting shit like this! I'll drag her across this dancefloor by her intestines!

Oh, wait. No, that's not good at all! Silhouette reigned herself in. Aggressive thoughts were what Vi was going for, wasn't it? She needed to remain composed, or she'd lose herself just like all of those other girls right now. That was the last thing she wanted. Now that something had started, the Cradle would respond to it. And, sure enough, Sil got her orders from Veronica.

Capture her?

It was hard to tell if her dismay was a result of Vi's influence or not. Still, it was an order, so she'd take out any frustration on the girl she was intended to deal with, Sonia. Sam had since buried her nose in her coat and did her best to deal with the irritation as she made her way towards Veronica's area, aided by her link with the Cradle. It was the only way to really see through the crowd and the smoke that filled it. Her focus was on avoiding conflict and, if attacks came her way, those too. As much as it pained her to right now, she did not retaliate and instead continued running, but with the entire club in an uproar, those looking to a fight were obliged long before they could entertain the thought of chasing Sil.

Keeping her mind off the violence here would help her from falling prey to it as well. Thankfully, she was worried about something and could divert at least some of her attention to it instead of the ballroom blitz.

Rip... and tear through these... err, I mean, keep the essentials of what I taught you in mind, Trixy. And make sure you ki--keep safe.

Silhouette grit her teeth. The violent thoughts weren't subsiding, and she couldn't exactly distract herself, could she? If that was the case, then she needed Vi to be put down and she'd have to be satisfied with fighting Sonia until then. And, having finally made it within proximity to Veronica and Justine, she spotted Sonia.

This was good because if Sil did NOT spot Sonia, Veronica's unique approach to being a wingman would've evoked some questions even under such dire conditions.

The abundance of pointless fighting would make her job easy. After all, even if you ignore the sporadic spell-slinging, the girls just throwing their entire weight into punches and falling down when they missed were abundant. It was done with admittedly more effort than she'd like because of Vi, but Sil was able to manipulate nearby girls in such a way to further separate Sonia from her liege. A girl might find herself punching way quicker than she normally would be, or one might be reacting abnormally slow. Either way, these would contribute to people stumbling into Sonia, or blocking her path in one way or another.

When enough distance was created, Sil finally appeared before the other Time girl. "Enjoying the party?" she asked Sonia, cracking her knuckles.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

H i l a r i a

"..."

— Hilaria

"Goodbye, then~"

Hilaria turned around and began walking, her eyes focused on the ground. What Aurelio had said was pointless. How could he possibly think he could impart meaningful advice to a being such as her? To her, his entire lifespan is but the equivalent of blinking one's eyes. He was still just a child and the very fact he bothered trying to give her advice was more than enough to prove it.

Of course... that didn't change the fact he was correct.

Emotions were volatile if they were not let out every now and then. She had seen it too many times to count. Repressed desires leading to frustration, bottled-up frustration turning to anger, and anger turning to violence. Violence that could be directed towards anyone, including oneself.

It was imperative that you were true to yourself. Because if you're at the point where you can buy your own bullshit, then you're probably too far gone.

She couldn't fool herself yet and pretend like she didn't understand what she was feeling. Such a rookie move would be akin to forgetting to turn the safety off before trying to fire a weapon. Yeah, she had a pretty good idea of what she needed to do now. She had to act upon this feeling in her chest, and that would require a bit of effort that she normally wouldn't spend on another.

But how could she ignore what she wanted?

For the past few centuries, doing this sort of thing without some form of compensation was out of character for her. She wasn't going to do this for food, for potential future jobs, or anything like that. She was going to do that because if she didn't, something irreplaceable might be lost. The commotion beginning from the warehouse she saw in the distance told her as much.

In a moment, her dress was replaced with her signature armor, and in her hands were her shotgun and scutum. Loud thuds followed each of her steps that began increasing in pace as she sped into a sprint, her course now determined. She didn't have too much time, but if she hurried, she knew she could make it there, even if only at the last second. And that would be enough.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

S h a d e D u s t y

”See? If you do it like this, you don’t quote random users.”

"Oh, interesting!!"

— Shade & Dusty

While their “real” counterparts were enjoying a dance competition, Shade and Dusty were just taking in the sights. A rave wasn’t the most romantic place in the world, but there was a certain beauty to the way the place was lighted. This space would be just as interesting if it was just the two of them.

”Looks like Trixy’s loosening up a bit.” It was hard not to notice Trixy swinging along the ceiling mounts like an acrobat. ”We could dance, but you’d have to show me some moves. I never really got into the dance thing.”

Shade nodded with a smile. “Leave it to me! An idol has to know how to move her body to the music, just like any cutie should!” the silhouette struck a pose… and then deflated. “Oh, well now that I think about it… I only know idol routines,” she glanced at the crowd, of which a majority who were dancing were more or less just flailing about. It was somewhat unsightly. “Probably not practical to learn in this setting.”

”Really?” Dusty shrugged, but kept her smile up. ”Well, if you say so. Lets get something to eat and drink instead. I’m always up for eating!”

Dusty took Shade’s hand and walked towards the bar. They were nowhere near the center of the party, so it was easy to move about. A colored spot light occasionally crossed their path, but they largely walked in darkness.

”Come to think about it, I don’t know what you are, Shade.” Dusty tightened her grip on Shade’s hand. ”I mean you’re made from Samantha somehow, but you seem so different! I don’t think she knows anything about being an idol, and yet here you are.” She winked. ” What’s the secret?”

Shade chuckled in response to the inquiry. "You'd be surprised at what she knows!" she passed by a few partygoers as she spoke. "After all, she was Shade long before I ever was." It was hard to see in the sporadic lighting, but Shade wasn't smiling. She made sure this somberness did not show in her voice, however. "But, um, I'm just her shadow in both a literal and figurative sense, if you want an actual answer. Isn't it ironic since she's the dark one?"

Dusty stroked her chin. ”So you behave like a younger Sam then? There was a time she was all about fashion, looking cute, and all that stuff?” In contrast to Shade, Dusty was glowing, absolutely captured in a state of euphoria.

"Younger Sam?" Shade giggled at the thought. "Not in the least! If I acted like that, we wouldn't be talking at all! She was even less approachable if you can believe it!" the shadow explained to her clone date. "She was like a robot until recently, only caring about doing things that helped her survive and work. So, um... If I had to guess I would be a result of that changing?" Shade didn't seem too sure of it herself. "The spooky one is a lot more obvious than I am."

Dusty chuckled. ”So it was only recently that she grew interested in this stuff?” Dusty brushed her hair back. ”Well, there’s nothing wrong with being a shadow. At least it’s pretty easy to tell the two of you apart.” Dusty pointed at her eye patch. ”If I wasn’t wearing a different eye patch or using this voice, I doubt anyone could tell me apart from Trixy. You at least have an identity outside of Sam. You’re the cuter of the two, if I’m being honest.”

"I'd tell you not to say that in front of Sam, but I don't think she's at the level where she could get jealous over that. I'll just thank you for the compliment instead!" she gave Dusty a quick peck on the cheek, which made trixy’s double blush. Then she backed off. "But about that other thing... it's difficult to become an idol when you're not entirely your own person, you know? Do you really not mind that you're tied to a 'real' you?" she asked.

”Even if I was, I can’t change the facts, you know?” Dusty rubbed her cheek, and her smile got wider. ”I have all of Trixy’s memories and life experiences. It’s as if I lived them myself. I just happen to inherently know I’m the duplicate and she is the original.” She looked a bit more serious once she stopped rubbing her cheek. ” It feels more like there was a time divergence, and now there’s two of me walking around. Perhaps computer files feel this way when they get copied? I don’t really feel like a duplicate even if I know I am.” Dusty looked at her outstretched hand.

"It's different for me, though." she sighed. "Samantha and I are technically one person, but we're two individuals. I know all of her memories and all of her feelings, but they're hers and hers alone," she noticed the bar was coming up. "We're not the same. I understand how she thinks, but I don't think the same way as she does. Even with the same knowledge and abilities, we'd reach a different conclusion. So to me, all of these memories and feelings are foreign. They're not mine, and it makes me aware of how little I've seen or done by myself."

Shade cleared her throat awkwardly. "I didn't mean to get too serious there, sorry. We should be focusing on enjoying food, drinks, and the party! Besides, in essence, I just want to be able to make my own memories, so that's what we're gonna do, right?"

Dusty nodded with a smile. ”We’ll try! I need to fuse with Trixy in order to pass my memories onto her though. If I go poof, so do all of my experiences.” Dusty looked away and rubbed the back of her head. ”Which is a non-issue unless things get really crazy.”

"Speaking of crazy..."

Shade stopped when they reached the bar, her focus now on a drunk, teary-eyed girl and an older man. She willfully ignored the unpleasant implications that would typically arise from such a situation but had no context to go on. "Hey! Making girls cry is terrible!" she chided the older man, but looked at the girl he was with. "Is he bothering you?"

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S a m a n t h a

"Yes, I will shank a ho over ballet."

— Sam

Learning how to dance was not something that interested the glasses-wearing assassin, but Trixy seemed to be having fun. Aside from a nod and a small, "hey", she opted to remain quiet and observe the two who took to the floor for a bit. Samantha did believe that competition was healthy, but she did not like a certain comment. There can be only one Swan Princess? Was this some sort of fight to the death? These were strange, dark magical girls at a chaotic party, so she couldn't say she trusted any of them. If things got too hectic, then she may have to step in, but she hoped not.

Her battle tendency was encouraged by the report Veronica had given the agents. She wondered if Cindy was desperate to start some sort of conflict. The electrical girl's initial challenge to the entirety of Penrose when she first appeared led Samantha to believe this might be the truth.

Honestly, given the nature of some corrupted magical girls, she might even find some sort of twisted pleasure in the carnage that may ensue. Excitement as the adrenaline kicks in, a rush of blood as a ball of flame narrowly misses you, a tingle in a certain somewhere when your opponent reads your counter and you must respond in kind.

...All of these things were despicable and completely impossible for Samantha to relate to in the slightest. Totally! Even in a hypothetical scenario where she DID enjoy any of this (which she most obviously did not, definitely), starting a war over it? Preposterous! That would drag so many other innocent souls into a conflict they most likely did not desire. Samantha was by no means a good person, but the only time she became sadistic was when Mika's cheeks were in view. She had some standards, after all.

"...I'd like to get a drink real quick," Samantha told Trixy as the two prepared to clash, hoping it ease her down a bit. She'd been involved in a war before even if only for a short time and she could say with certainty that it was unpleasant. She took a few steps away and then, as if remembering something, turned back to Trixy. "What do you want?" Under the assumption that Trixy gave a reply, Samantha nodded. "I'll be a minute and nothing more, stay safe," she warned, eyeing the other two girls with a hint of suspicion before departing.

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...

There were quite a few people at the bar, but the bartender tended to her order almost immediately. Samantha glanced over to the side to see an inebriated magical girl causing a small commotion for some girl with a mask and a smaller, vulgar bunny girl. There was probably a good story to tell there, but prying into whatever situation that was was probably not the best idea. Besides, she was relatively sure that the bartender had used her as an excuse to get away from that trio. Either way, Samantha succeeded in obtaining a hard drink for herself and whatever Trixy had asked for. This drink would be identified in Broken's next post unless Trixy would say not to bring anything. If that were the case, then obviously pretend like Sam didn't get a second drink. I was busy with DnD today and couldn't even start this post until after Broken went to sleep, Sue me.

Pun intended.

Arriving almost exactly a minute later, Samantha now wielded two (or one) drink(s) and drank from her own cup as she observed the showdown. "Do nothing less than your best," she told her partner. "I'm confident you can pull ahead." There could have been a bit more enthusiasm in her encouragement, but Trixy was sure Samantha was likely doing her best as well.

Darkest Before the Dawn: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

H i l a r i a

"Mmm..."

— Hilaria

"Eh, that was so fast~!"

Seemingly unfazed by Dorothy's hasty retreat and the other girl's fierce pursuit, Hilaria watched as they disappeared from view with a smile. Maybe it was a bit cruel, but Hilaria figured the monster girl would react that way, which is exactly why she did what she had. It was only for a second or two, but Hilaria had enjoyed that interaction. Still, as quick as those two had disappeared, so too did her enjoyment. It was a momentary reprieve from the boredom and pondering she had been experiencing up until now, so she was thankful.

Hilaria was close to simply walking away when Aurelio III approached her. As if on cue, her stomach growled when she was asked about her night, and she saw no reason not to give an honest answer here. "No food yet, so Hilaria has to say it's not being very kind~" she explained. She was trying her best to hold on, despite the lack of energy she had from starving. Yet, even if it had been a whole two hours since she had ate something, she would not show weakness before others! "Hilaria wonders what you guys intend to do with that poor rabbit, she seems frightened~!" she acted as though worried despite being the one who escalated the situation. Truth be told, she probably couldn't care less about them, but she didn't particularly desire to be curt towards someone for no reason, either.

Her apathy would suddenly be placed on hold, however, as she suddenly had a strange feeling in her chest. Her eyes drifted off to the side and she placed a hand over her heart as if to check for a beat. For a moment, she remained silent. Unwarranted fear had stirred within her, but she wasn't sure why. Yet it too had left in but a blink of an eye. "Mmm, maybe Hilaria should hurry up and eat since she's feeling a bit light headed..." she gave a false smile as she finally spoke. "Unless you need anything, Hilaria's gonna leave~"