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Behold, the Magigal archetype! Looking for feedback and criticism before I create a character for them. I think a young boy who dresses like a girl would be fitting for some strange reason. I'm still not sure if I want to use these, Ian with his Azure deck, or Cybell and her Blue-Eyes of ultimate death. Any suggestions? Which one would be the most enjoyable to face for you?





Edit: A crossdressing boy who uses the magigal deck as a girl and the azure deck as a boy. I think I might be a genius. Is one deck being blue and the other pink stereotypical? No sure, but I am sure that I don't care either way.
((Collab Post between MasterJay and Letter Bee))

Black Cat's eyes shot towards the other assassin as he came too close. He must have had a death wish to have dared be so close to a feeding beast. Black Cat attacked, glowing claws passing right through Silas to bisect the spirit beast beyond that had been poised to strike. He ripped into the thing's remains with his teeth. Inside the spirit-hybrid, Eise just sighed and shook his head.

When the black mist appeared, Eise had to ask Kuro if it was the spirit's doing. It seemed like something the spirit would have done, but it claimed to not have the ability to conjure anything of the like. Black Cat felt no harmful effects from the mists and would have disregarded them had he not been looking in Silas' direction, where the mists suddenly came together around the magi's body in the form of binding chains. Kuro and Eise shared what amounted to a mental shrug, neither having any clue as to what was happening. The frenzy had disappeared, so Eise took over his body again, just in time to kick away a black beast that decided an immobilized Silas was a free meal. He respected the assassin enough to want to kill him personally.

Black Cat obeyed the anonymous voice's order to not move, more or less. He drew swirling patterns on the floor in the black creatures' spilled blood, licking his claws on occasion. A few chunks of flesh he'd missed or abandoned found their way into his mouth now, and another creature - How many had been created? - decided to make the unmoving magi its prey. That decision unfortunately brought it within Black Cat's reach. A black tail skewered through its head and dragged the body over to Black Cat. He enjoyed this one slowly, playing as he cut it apart.

Black Cat's sharp ears tracked the new player's movements by the sounds of conflict far off in the distance. A gunshot, then more, then silence, another gun, something blowing up. Eise wondered what had changed and forced the hidden piece to enter the game. Kuro didn't care. When the voice returned Black Cat did something between a shaking purr and a chuckle. It was the second time she had spoken specifically to Silas. "I think she might have a thing for you," he hissed out before snapping his mouth shut for another slice of black spirit beast.

He was slow to react when the black mist and chains faded away, almost slow enough to allow some little boy to poke him with a strange bendy kitchen knife. The strange shape was funny enough to distract Eise, who saw it as hugely impractical for combat. Still, he could tell that it wasn't just a normal blade the second it hit him. His armor should have deflected it away harmlessly, but instead it began to cut through. Black Cat sprang back, a thin line of blue blood drawing itself on his side. Okay, strange knife could cut. It was still in the hands of a little boy. And it was just one weapon. Black Cat's entire body was a weapon.

Black Cat shot forward, and met Ascot's blade again; the boy knew not to let up around dangerous assassins. The boy moved strangely, treating each step as the third point of a triangle, and unlike other swordfighters Black Cat might know, used his free hand as a weapon, covering it with silver energy, punching and grabbing.

The Assassin fell backwards in a sort of spin, a glowing fist of magic punching through the space his head had previously occupied. A glowing claw grabbed the floor, and Black Cat's legs came up one after the other, each capable of cutting the boy in half. Hidden behind his legs was his coiledtail, ready to snap out and decapitate the boy as he reacted to the feint of the deadly kicks.

Ascot avoided one leg, parried another, but was caught by surprise by the coiled tail, which he tried to avoid with a speedy swerve to his left; he didn't exactly succeed. Rather, the right side of his cheek had been cut, and the bone had been scoured, causing great pain to the boy.

Out of pride, though, he refused to use Mentalism to suppress the pain, gritting his teeth and taking a defensive stance; the initiative was Black Cat's now.

The assassin pulled himself downward with one arm, and fell right through the floor, but his other claw caught on the solid matter and he used that handhold to swing underneath the boy and shot back up through the floor behind him. Black Cat closed one claw into a deadly spear-like point and lashed out with a vicious uppercut meant to rip the boy's spine from his body.

Only to find Ascot's sword, now wielded with two hands, colliding with the claw-spear; the boy, swift as quicksilver, had turned around and with all the power Energy can give him, launched a Graviton Hammer that compensated for his lack of physical strength.

However, even with the powers of gravity, the boy was still unable to block Eise's blow for long, and found himself launched high, high into the air, his pride unwilling to allow him to just fly and launch attacks at Eise from range.

Swallow that impulse! he thought, righting himself in the air immidiately, ready to meet Black Cat's next onslaught...again.

Black Cat stared up at the boy, and then flickered out of existence like a candle flame, reappearing behind the boy again, this time for a wicked kick to launch him back down towards the floor.

Ascot turned around...and this time, chose to avoid the blow instead of parrying it like last time, taking advantage of the fact that he was in the air to do a barrel roll, one quickened by both Energy and Timespace. Ah, barrel rolls in the air; a great advantage of knowing how to fly.

Black Cat's image flickered again, and he was back on the floor where he had been. The assassin leaned down and ran his claws, retracted now and therefor black and not glowing blue, through the black blood pooled around his feet. He was back in the air, as if indecisive of where he wanted to be, and he spun, sending a spray of the black blood all around in an attempt to blind the boy and give the assassin an opening to finish him. When all of the blood had flown off, Black Cat unsheathed his claws again, the sudden flash of nean blue light catching on the dark droplets and scattering the light. He would use the opportunity to teleport in closer and slash as the boy's right arm.

To manipulate an element, one normally needed Energy (to move said element) and Matter (to change that element's state from solid/liquid/gas and to conjure it up). However, when the enemy helpfully provides said element for you to move, one needed Energy alone. When Black Cat sprayed the spirit creatures' blood, Ascot saw the opportunity and 'bent' said blood, mixing it with his sweat for added volume. He then created a ring of bloody water around him, and when Eise teleported, he transformed said ring into water whips, slapping the Assassin again and again and again.

Eise knew people who did, but he himself did not enjoy the act of being whipped. Black Cat took the hits, his armor protecting his body well enough, and his glowing claw reached forward for the annoying magi's neck. It would snap like a toothpick.

Ascot barely avoided it, again, but sustained a small cut to his neck for the trouble, before adding the resulting blood to his element whips, which he now froze into a spray of small daggers, which he flung at Eise/Black Cat. This was followed up by a ranged attack; the boy swung his sword in a downwards slash, launching a wave of silver Law energy that would simultaneously blind and burn his opponent.

Black Cat took the blood daggers directly, purposedly using them to knock himself out of the way of the more dangerous Law attack. The cuts were shallow, hitting the thickest part of his armor: the plate that covered his chest. Eise was not pleased that Kuro had done that. He'd have rather taken the Law attack, as it would have done more damage to the armor instead of his body. The armor was repeaired whenever Kuro created it, something which could not be said of Eise's body.

Black Cat teleported again, but this time not nearer to Ascot. In fact, he appeared to have vanished more than teleported. There was no sign of a reappearance.

The boy opened his senses to Timespace; with both it and Law, he can sense the distortions in Space created by teleportation. He sensed the assassin's presence directly below, below the solid floor of concrete and steel.

Instead of following the Assassin below the ground using Timespace Intangiability, Ascot instead spoke to Conor:

I've herded the Assassin to beneath the floor! 'Bend' him out!
Hey Letter Bee, want to do a little sword vs claws collab scene?
That works much better.
Only one problem I see. Twenty minutes would have been enough to almost make it within view of the city. The boy would have turned you around soon after you got out of view of the clearing, so probably a minute of walking. He has infinite patience, but he doesn't expect others to.
No problem. It's a rather important feature, and I don't feel I'm describing it quite right anyways. You are free to describe it however you wish.
Below. The small cliff rises in front of where they would walk into the space, waterfall in front, pool, river going to the left, small rock rise to the right, and to the front and right is more clear space, as the cliff gets lower to the right. There is more forest to the left that the river runs into.

Edit: And when I say the waterfall is small I mean just in size. It's a pretty strong solid wall of water coming down, not a weak trickle just falling down the side of the rock wall.
I got impatient. Six days is close enough to a week.

Feel free to react to the boy in any way you wish. You don't have to blindly follow him. You don't even have to follow him if your character wouldn't want to. He'll wait however long it takes for everyone to follow, so you all could talk in the clearing (about how you just got abducted, the star, hey do I know you maybe, what to do now), or you could say "hell no" and try to run. If you try leaving the clearing in any direction other than following the boy, you will walk a ways and find yourself walking into the clearing from the opposite side of where you left. You should get the message eventually. (He's just stopping time and moving your character each time, same as before but this time because they stay standing up and are unfamiliar with the surroundings they wouldn't notice it.)
The boy didn't bother looking up at the girl who seemed to enjoy the sound of her own voice. She obviously enjoyed it so much that she felt the need to make sure everyone else within a dozen miles could hear it. The boy didn't dislike loud people, but they conflicted with his personality. He hated to have to talk over another. So he waited for her to shut her mouth before answering her.

"Yes," was all he said, though to which question he was saying yes to was anyone's guess, and even then the yes sounded as much like a question as a statement. He might have simply been ignoring her questions. The boy turned, stopping to look in the direction of an older man. "Nothing happened to them," he said. Then, to all of the gathered people, he said, "Please follow me. It's only a short ways from here." The boy didn't wait for any commentary, already slipping between the trees towards some unknown destination, his cloak covered in random patches of darker and lighter greens making him seem to blur as he moved. He paused and stared back to make sure he was being followed, but otherwise just continued on through the forest.

In the clearing, the last person to sit up was a young man. He looked like he could have been from the high school or the college. He had pale skin and pure white hair. When the boy walked away, the young man pushed himself onto his feet carefully and shuffled after the boy, not interacting with anyone, not even looking at the others. He didn't appear to be confused or scared like the others, just blank. When he came close to running into a branch, the boy stopped, stared at if for a few seconds, and then lowered his head and continued shuffling forward, not picking his head back up once the branch had passed. If anyone watched the young man with the white hair, they would likely assume he had some sort of mental disability.

After a short walk, made difficult only by the lack of any kind of path to follow, the people from the clearing would emerge into a open area, clear of any trees. Directly ahead was a short cliff, thirty feet at the most, with a small waterfall rushing over the side into a pool of clear water. The water continued on its way down a small river that wrapped around the left of the clear space and disappeared beneath trees in the distance. To the left was a rise of rock, dark granite sticking up from the earth. The boy sat atop the rock, though none had been close enough behind to have seen him climb, just above head level as he waited for everyone to arrive. No doubt some would have reservations about blindly following a being they knew nothing about, even if he appeared to be a harmless child. The boy would wait for them to come, following being their only option.
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Jade did stuff that was either uneventful or easily ignored.
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