Lol, guess we were looking in different places. I was actively searching for a Magical Girl one and only happened across this one by luck and a lot of digging honestly.
I think it’s because I also counted those that have already started and also RPs that are not exactly Magical Girl, but close enough like this Mecha (Magical) Girl RP I’m in.
@ShadowSunRisen Well, to be fair, we did lose 2 players a while back, so I could see you getting in. Wishing you luck! I definitely empathize with just making a CS anyway after being hit with the inspiration stick, and there really are seemingly too few good Magical Girl RPs on here.
Funnily, I have the exact opposite mindset, I think there are a bit too many magical girl (and isekai) rps on here.
I mean, I love mahou shoujo, but not everyone is me, more variety is always healthier for the site as a whole.
"Infernus, confirming that Skulker Warped has been neutralized, over."
With all four Apex Warped slain, it looked like the hardest part of this operation was over, sure it would be folly to underestimate an enemy as unpredictable as the Warped, but Pyra would be lying if she didn't welcome the deescalating biomass assault; the exertion against her Chi-Mechframe and body was getting harder to ignore now, but it was still within tolerable levels. She could reliably keep going, especially if it's just mopping up the small fries; exhaling once, she swiveled around in the air and flew her way back to regroup with Hoshiko.
.......... ..... ...
Later that night, being one of the flight-capable Frame Pilots, Pyra consciously decided to fly back to Horizon by herself instead of boarding the helicopter, for the specific reason to allow the vehicle more room for those who needed the ride, including but not limited to Frame Pilots and other types of personnel. Landing back at one of the hangar bays, she touched-down before the wings of her boots extinguished themselves.
"Infernus, disengage."
With the command, her biomechanical armored dress and lance seemingly burned up into nothing in quick sputters of reddish-orange tongues, leaving the brunette clad only in her dark leotard undersuit as Infernus had compacted into its bracelet form. "Nnnmgh..." She stretched her limbs for a moment, sighed in that "runner's high" style, and sauntered her way into the engineering bay, time to return the Chi-Mechframe to Mr. Igor for maintenance and storage.
A quick shower and change of clothes later, the off-duty pilot could be found in her casual apparel, relaxing in the mess hall with a glass of multi-flavored parfait in front of her. Her left hand meticulously scooped the sugar-laden comfort food into her mouth while blue eyes focused on the augmented reality UI projected by her red-rimmed glasses, browsing the internet for various stuff; watching relaxing videos, scrolling through funny memes, etc.
Full Name - Liese Victoire Brendorn Age - 16 Gender Identity - Male Physical Sex - Female Heritage - Eldest Daughter of Marquis Childebert Ercwulf Brendorn, Lord Councilor Magical Affinity - Absolute (Fire, Wind, Water, Earth)
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
I Am NOT A Woman! More than just disguising himself as a man to enroll in the knight academy, Liese well and truly believes that he's a man, every part of his soul tells him that he's a man and should have been born as a man. If someone tells him that a curse had been placed upon him so that he was born with the wrong body, then he'll believe it. He feels like a once-disembodied spirit that possessed a woman's body, this unpleasant feeling that he's merely a parasite controlling its host. Related, he finds himself attracted to girls, he even had a couple childhood crushes over the years, although he never acted on his feelings for obvious reasons. Respecting and treating Liese like a man is a sure way to get into his good graces. Logically, should he encounter anyone who identifies themselves differently than the body they were born in, Liese will absolutely have no prejudice against those individuals, for he's one of them.
The Ends Justify The Means Liese has always been an ambitious person, driven and self-assured to what he wants in life, and not above pushing himself to achieve them. Thus, the loss of his inheritance due to circumstances outside of his control stoked the flames even further. At this point, Liese is deadset on reclaiming what's his and he'll stop at nothing to realize it. Though his sense of honorable chivalry prevents him from committing heinous acts, he's not above eliminating his rivals and crushing his competition if they get in his way. He has experienced enough iniquitous bias for years and his patience has just been spent.
Surely it'll all be worth it in the end...
Alexander's "Successor" It's no secret that Liese has a high opinion of himself. Why shouldn't he? He's of noble blood, he's talented in knightly skills, and he's an Absolute; it's obvious that he's destined for something great, something a lot more than just being a trophy wife, and only deluded fools can't see that. Liese subscribes to the idea that the injustice against him is purely due to his body, and this perception strengthens his self-imposed prophecy even further. These trials and tribulations set against him are challenges given by the gods so he may prove himself worthy of their gifts, and no one - no one - will stop him from his divine birthright. As a result, Liese despises conservatives set in their poorly obsolete mindset and lazy people who give up at the first signs of hardships; those spoiled noble sons who needed not to raise even a finger to have everything handed to them on a silver platter, decadent fools undeserving of their wealth and privilege.
One day, she'll usher a new era where no man or woman will have their lives allotted simply due to the nature of their corporeal existence, and these so-called "nobles" will be purged so only the worthy of their title may keep it.
S K I L L S E T
Born A Knight One may refuse Liese to be the primary heir over his brothers, but no one can deny the sheer precocious talent that the young girl showed ever since an early age. It has been proven time and time again that with hard work and the correct tutelage, anyone can achieve greatness, but it's also true that the speed of progress differs from person to person. The best of both worlds entail the combination of natural talent and practical diligence, enabling the student to accelerate their skills ahead of their peers, Liese is one such student. Swordsmanship, archery, and horseriding, the blonde noble displays aptitude in all the skills necessary to be a formidable crusader. If there's one thing holding him back is that despite all of his training, he slightly lacks in pure physical strength compared to a boy of similar age and training experience, simply due to biology; he's aware of this, and he hates it.
Personally, he prefers to wield a one-handed arming sword to free one hand for casting spells, although he can use bows just fine.
The Avatar What he lacks in brute force, he more than makes up for it by possessing equal skill in wielding all four Major Elements: Fire, Wind, Water, and Earth. Dubbed an "Absolute", Liese makes full use of the practical and societal implication of this rare trait, the former by being able to mix and match spells that fit his style the most and the latter as a basis to claim that he's Alexander's successor. Still, unlike pure spellcasters who dedicate their lives into learning magic and magic alone, Liese's repertoire is limited to incantations that best suit his purposes to be a knight, and that entails combat-focused spells. Wreathing his blade in flames, conjuring a barrier of wind to deflect projectiles, snapping foes with whips of water, and launching boulders from the earth are some of his abilities, additionally, he possesses incantations that combines those aforementioned elements as well, although they all adhere to his focus of combat-applicable magic.
There are virtually endless incantations available to learn and there simply won't be enough time to practice them all, especially not when his first and foremost goal is to be a knight, not a mage.
Inspiring Presence Confident, proactive, skillful, and brave, these are traits that are seen as the hallmarks of a good leader, someone the masses can rely upon. Although not everyone may like Liese on a personal basis, most are able to see him being an inspiring figure to the troops in the battlefield, unflinching and self-assured even in the face of great adversity. In the thick of combat, sometimes there's simply no chance to carefully mull over which decision is the best, sometimes the best thing a commander can do is to pick a path and stick with it, a suboptimal choice is still better than the best one made in uncertainty. The worst thing an army can have is a hesitant leader after all.
As knights often end up leading their own troops, whether a small squad or a whole legion, leadership is never a skill worth passing over.
Physical Description
In another place, in another world, had circumstances been different, Liese would've chosen to be born as a boy and not this freak of a body that couldn't seem to decide which side of the gender spectrum it should grow into. Strictly going by what's between his legs alone, Liese is undoubtedly a girl, possessing all the necessary parts to determine that he’s indeed female, the other half of humanity capable of producing heirs. Yet, the high noble never sees himself as a woman and one only needs to focus elsewhere to see where he's coming from.
Standing at 163cm (5'4"), a sharp jawline and firm cheekbones, brows sculpted to enable a natural stern gaze, golden locks framing stoic sapphires, only the blind will not see that he's handsome. Far too many maidens have been charmed by his visage alone, a perfect fit for the role of a knight in shining armor, a fearless crusader that would vanquish the Dark Lord to free the captive princess. Said imagination isn't for show either as Liese does possess the athletic build necessary to properly use a knight's full suit, strong limbs and toned abs coupled with a lack of endowment mean there's no need for bindings or a custom-fitted chest plate. His hips are a bit wider than he'd like, but just like what's between them, it's something that he can't change with training alone, but fortunately, all but the most form-fitting of garments mask it quite well.
Burning with ambition to take back what he thinks has been stolen for him due to this preposterous notion of societal expectations based on his body alone, Liese carries himself like a Marquis' First Son and heir, and he makes sure everyone knows of his status and the prestige such a position deserves. In all occasions, whether formal, informal, or something in between, Liese wears clothes usually reserved for noblemen, one will never find him clad in a dress. Fortunately - or unfortunately depending on one's perspective - he genuinely wears them well, even more so than some other noble boys.
Character Conceptualization
The only child from the union of Marquis Childebert Ercwulf Brendorn, one of the four Lord Councilors, and Lady Hilda Engelberga Brendorn, the latter who tragically passed away during childbirth; their bond was so strong that the Marquis fell into grief for years upon years, refusing to touch another woman for his heart still belonged to his departed wife, leaving their only daughter, Liese, to grow up without the love of a mother and a grieving father.
Yet, perhaps precisely due to this, or perhaps because of fate, or a combination of the two, Liese grew up to be a self-reliant child; a confident, precocious infant, he wasn't like most young girls, preferring to take up activities usually reserved for boys such as fencing, archery, horseriding, and athletics in general, going as far as to shun corsets and dresses as those clothes restricted his movements too much. His penchant for utterly upending societal norms and traditions raised concerns from the more conservative members of the noble household, but given that he was the Marquis' sole offspring - and thus the primary heir by default - no one dared to do anything outside of inconsequential gossiping.
The ambition to be something more than just a lady-in-waiting to be married off to some nobleman and bear his children raged strong within him, he refused to be locked into a select path, and his magical talents seemed to reflect this as Liese is one of the rare individuals in the world capable of wielding all four major elements with equal proficiency, an Absolute. Between his myriad of talents, sanguine personality, and gift of Absolutism, rumor began to spread that he's the "Successor of Alexander", but... Alexander was a man and he was not, so it couldn't be him, right?
For the first decade of his life, Liese was the only child of her father and late mother, meaning he was the sole heir to the House of Brendorn, and honestly, that was how he prefers it. Twas' until Marquis Brendorn moved on from his grief and decided to marry another woman, a beautiful young lady of noble birth, one who possessed the gift of fertility as she gave him children after children, most of them sons. It was a blessing for the House, a boon for all... except for Liese. For the moment he realized that the agnatic primogeniture preference meant that her little brothers supplanted her position as the primary heir, and secondary, and tertiary; with each new son birthed from his stepmother's womb, he fell further and further into irrelevancy...
...and all for the singular reason that he wasn't born a boy.
Liese decided that enough was enough, he began plotting, scheming, devoting all of his efforts into the ultimate goal of becoming the one and true heir of House Brendorn. He went all-in, he had never liked being treated as a woman, but now, the event pushed him to completely shun that part of him. He was a man, First Son of Marquis Brendorn and the one true heir of House Brendorn, damn what everyone else says. After weighing his options, he decided that joining the Academy of Sentinel Knights was his best bet of realizing his destiny.
Once he becomes a full-fledged knight and distinguishes himself as the Champion of Grayle, as the Successor of Alexander, then no one can refuse him to take back what had been stolen from him. He would achieve this or die trying.
Other Information
❖ Color Code: fb3a81 ❖ Theme: Battlefield of Steel ❖ OOC Trivia: By some cosmic coincidence during character conception, Liese and Julian shares nearly identical physical appearance so their resemblance is an OOC coincidence, which can pose an interesting IC situation, just like people who resemble certain celebrities simply due to coincidences in the genetic lottery.
Phew... Much to her genuine relief, Protector could indeed see reason and decided that the children were worth her life more than Billy's lofty ambitions, what with the Freelancers' original goal of slaying Justin and rescuing this Betty no longer an option. As things stood, it was just the White WBitch left and though it had just been an inkling before, the brunette's confidence that Maiden was both freelancer and Maverick terrorist was growing stronger by the second. This... bloodthirsty need for vengeance, she couldn't deny it, a primal part of her urged her to tie up loose ends, one by one; Viper, Lenore, Maiden... all must die.
Thus, it came as a bit confusing when Dr. Fritzi - who had transformed into Vermilion Veronica - gave a direct order to the sniper to... hold her fire out of all things. Valkyrie blinked once, and considering her habit of not doing that at all whenever she's in esper form, the seemingly minor gesture spoke a thousand words. Every inch of her except her vocal cords were screaming in barely-restrained protest, the faux stoic look of an internally screaming woman. However, in the end, the incentives of her employment won out against her desire to murder Klava. And besides, just to make herself feel better about it, she entertained the thought that Lady Vermillion had something sneaky up her frilly sleeves. That wink again... what is it with these people and winks? Silmeria mused as impassive orange stared against dimly-glowing red.
Thus, when Faceless Douchebag's arcane light went out, Valkyrie stood still even as Leroux warned her that an enemy was nearby, index finger engaging trigger discipline. She trusted her two melee-focused comrades to intercept the escaping terrorists - White Bitch included - and just watched the show as Orion's beam magnum shattered said Frost Fuck's sorry excuse of modern art (Still better than Justin's boar bestiality sculpture though). She exhaled a slow heavy sigh, regretting the fact that she could've shot Maiden's literal ass during that generous window of light provided by the Knight of Tomorrow's Melody. Hey, those motherfuckers were running in a straight line with their backs turned to a railgun sniper after all, but orders were orders. After the tangoes were out of sight, Valkyrie just waited with the rest of the team while Veronica, Leroux, and Wukong gave chase.
A few moments later, the pursuers returned... but without Billy in their hands, although they did nab someone else, Jezebel by the looks of things, one of Maverick's officers. Well, she wasn't Billy, yes, but each neutralized or captured traitor of humanity was a win for all civilized folks. Flightless Angel, what an apt name, they certainly wouldn't be flying once their wings are clipped, hopefully she'd get the electric chair after GEMINI extracted all the information they could to hunt down the rest of her kind. That look, that delicious glaring look, yes, she loved an enemy who made it all the easier to dehumanize them.
"I'm sure this won't be the last time we'll see Justin's coven and the Mavericks," The sniper esper raised a little shrug, "I can vouch for Protector at least, I believe she truly only wanted to save the innocent, same with that steampunk kid. However, I believe it's obvious by now that the ice bitch is a Maverick... subhuman scum just like Viper and Lenore." Her calm voice was practically bubbling with vengeful fury just underneath the surface before it relaxed back to neutral stoicism without much fanfare, "Affirmative, Doctor."
Intent on following the order, Valkyrie disengaged esper form, her signature electromagnetic railgun and plain brown jacket vanishing into orange sparks. Then she simply departed from the mission area, preferably with the rest of the team, she could use some coffee and ice cream, yeah, coffee-flavored ice cream maybe? Yeah that'd be nice.
Although it looked like Silhouette would need to be spoonfed...
21 | Female | G.E.M.I.N.I. | The Faceless Teslic Gauss | Long Gun | Physical | Nibelung Valesti Northern Sentinel | Government Agent Electromagnetism | Lightning | Static Shock [Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Push (2), Pull (2), Piercing (2), Bend (0)
DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | Max Mana: 500
PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | Current Mana: 16
I'm a fuckin' weeb, but one of my great-grandparents was Japanese and a Japanese can't be a weeb by definition so...
[h3]7/8 Weeb[/h3]
...[s]kill me.[/s]
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">I'm a fuckin' weeb, but one of my great-grandparents was Japanese and a Japanese can't be a weeb by definition so... <br><div class="bb-h3">7/8 Weeb</div><br>...<span class="bb-s">kill me.</span><br><br><sub><span class="bb-i">Avatar drawn by <a target="_blank" rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://www.patreon.com/vayreceane">Vayreceane</a></span></sub></div>
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