Remember when you were in middle school? It's like that, but Japan. Except that the tech level isn't the tech level when you were in middle school. It's better. Unless you're in middle school right now, in which case the tech level is exactly the same as when you were in middle school.
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Here's our darling little seito kaichou to start~!
Wow, is this an OOC? How'd this happen?
Shamelessly copy/pasted from the Int. Check. If you think it shouldn't be shameless, then you should realize that I'm not a masochistic dog like you~!
Welcome, one and all, to the best Magical Girl proof of concept ever! And anyone who says otherwise is a piece of trash who doesn't even deserve to be stepped on by one of our girls~
In this wonderful little world of the roleplay's, magic is no special thing. Nope. Not at all. Rather, it's as common as can be. Upon reaching the age of ten, almost every cute little girl out there acquires a special snowflake magical ability of their very own~! There's just one little catch.
They suck.
What? You want to throw fireballs or something? Ha, good one, champ. Maybe your hands are just really warm all the time. Maybe.
No, this isn't one of those "worst superpower" things like "can be invisible, but only when nobody's watching" or something. They're full-fledged powers, they're just ridiculously mundane.
So, where do I get off calling this a magical girl roleplay? Simple. Out of all the little girls in the world, a fraction of a fraction of them have the ability to transform into the sparkly costumes you see in your Japanese annie-may. Those ones, in their transformed state, not only gain stock magical girl stuff like super-strength and flight, but they also have their mundane excuse for a power amped up to an absurd level.
Ms. Hot Hands from our earlier discussion can now shoot fireballs and her hands are hotter than the greatest of mixtapes. Yay for her. Or let's say a girl's normal power is something like being able to sing okayishly; if she transforms...well, if you can't think of a way to turn that into an obscenely strong power, then this probably isn't for you.
It's also worth noting that, when a girl acquires her driver's license (almost always at the age of 16), her powers automatically vanish. As such, no character can be made outside of the age range of 10-15.
What happens if someone never gets their driver's license, you ask?
Trade secret~
Your characters, each a transformable magical girl (unless you want to make someone who can't transform for your masochistic fantasies, or because you think you're smart enough to beat transformed magical girls with a weak character), are middle or high-school delinquents, depending on their age.
Your enemy is the most experienced magical girl in the city: the high school's Student Council President.
Challenge her authority, challenge your fellow delinquents for supremacy, hell, challenge the leaders of the government if you're so inclined. Just have fun~
If you have any questions, just ask! That said, let's lay down a few ground rules, shall we?
And here, have a handy-dandy character sheet~!
Oh right, you should know this, but post characters in the OOC. When I've approved them, you can put them in the Character tab.
Welcome, one and all, to the best Magical Girl proof of concept ever! And anyone who says otherwise is a piece of trash who doesn't even deserve to be stepped on by one of our girls~
In this wonderful little world of the roleplay's, magic is no special thing. Nope. Not at all. Rather, it's as common as can be. Upon reaching the age of ten, almost every cute little girl out there acquires a special snowflake magical ability of their very own~! There's just one little catch.
They suck.
What? You want to throw fireballs or something? Ha, good one, champ. Maybe your hands are just really warm all the time. Maybe.
No, this isn't one of those "worst superpower" things like "can be invisible, but only when nobody's watching" or something. They're full-fledged powers, they're just ridiculously mundane.
So, where do I get off calling this a magical girl roleplay? Simple. Out of all the little girls in the world, a fraction of a fraction of them have the ability to transform into the sparkly costumes you see in your Japanese annie-may. Those ones, in their transformed state, not only gain stock magical girl stuff like super-strength and flight, but they also have their mundane excuse for a power amped up to an absurd level.
Ms. Hot Hands from our earlier discussion can now shoot fireballs and her hands are hotter than the greatest of mixtapes. Yay for her. Or let's say a girl's normal power is something like being able to sing okayishly; if she transforms...well, if you can't think of a way to turn that into an obscenely strong power, then this probably isn't for you.
It's also worth noting that, when a girl acquires her driver's license (almost always at the age of 16), her powers automatically vanish. As such, no character can be made outside of the age range of 10-15.
What happens if someone never gets their driver's license, you ask?
Trade secret~
Your characters, each a transformable magical girl (unless you want to make someone who can't transform for your masochistic fantasies, or because you think you're smart enough to beat transformed magical girls with a weak character), are middle or high-school delinquents, depending on their age.
Your enemy is the most experienced magical girl in the city: the high school's Student Council President.
Challenge her authority, challenge your fellow delinquents for supremacy, hell, challenge the leaders of the government if you're so inclined. Just have fun~
If you have any questions, just ask! That said, let's lay down a few ground rules, shall we?
And here, have a handy-dandy character sheet~!
Oh right, you should know this, but post characters in the OOC. When I've approved them, you can put them in the Character tab.
D-Don't be a bully.
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Welcome, one and all, to the best Magical Girl proof of concept ever! And anyone who says otherwise is a piece of trash who doesn't even deserve to be stepped on by one of our girls~
Now then, I'm sure you're all curious as to what this has to offer! You saw "magical girl", then saw the "delinquent" part, and now are either here because you're a deviant who fantasizes about little girls, or because you're interested in what this is. Well, allow me to explain!
In this wonderful little world of the roleplay's, magic is no special thing. Nope. Not at all. Rather, it's as common as can be. Upon reaching the age of ten, almost every cute little girl out there acquires a special snowflake magical ability of their very own~! There's just one little catch.
They suck.
What? You want to throw fireballs or something? Ha, good one, champ. Maybe your hands are just really warm all the time. Maybe.
No, this isn't one of those "worst superpower" things like "can be invisible, but only when nobody's watching" or something. They're full-fledged powers, they're just ridiculously mundane.
So, where do I get off calling this a magical girl roleplay? Simple. Out of all the little girls in the world, a fraction of a fraction of them have the ability to transform into the sparkly costumes you see in your Japanese annie-may. Those ones, in their transformed state, not only gain stock magical girl stuff like super-strength and flight, but they also have their mundane excuse for a power amped up to an absurd level.
Ms. Hot Hands from our earlier discussion can now shoot fireballs and her hands are hotter than the greatest of mixtapes. Yay for her. Or let's say a girl's normal power is something like being able to sing okayishly; if she transforms...well, if you can't think of a way to turn that into an obscenely strong power, then this probably isn't for you.
It's also worth noting that, when a girl acquires her driver's license (almost always at the age of 16), her powers automatically vanish. As such, no character can be made outside of the age range of 10-15.
What happens if someone never gets their driver's license, you ask?
Trade secret~
Oh, right, I should probably address the whole "delinquent" thing, right?
You guys have probably been waiting on that for a bit. Eheheh, sorry~~~
Your characters, each a transformable magical girl (unless you want to make someone who can't transform for your masochistic fantasies, or because you think you're smart enough to beat transformed magical girls with a weak character), are middle or high-school delinquents, depending on their age.
Your enemy is the most experienced magical girl in the city: the high school's Student Council President.
Challenge her authority, challenge your fellow delinquents for supremacy, hell, challenge the leaders of the government if you're so inclined. Just have fun~
If you have any questions, just ask! That said, let's lay down a few ground rules, shall we?
And here, have a handy-dandy character sheet, if you have so little to do that you want to make a character already.
Now then, I'm sure you're all curious as to what this has to offer! You saw "magical girl", then saw the "delinquent" part, and now are either here because you're a deviant who fantasizes about little girls, or because you're interested in what this is. Well, allow me to explain!
In this wonderful little world of the roleplay's, magic is no special thing. Nope. Not at all. Rather, it's as common as can be. Upon reaching the age of ten, almost every cute little girl out there acquires a special snowflake magical ability of their very own~! There's just one little catch.
They suck.
What? You want to throw fireballs or something? Ha, good one, champ. Maybe your hands are just really warm all the time. Maybe.
No, this isn't one of those "worst superpower" things like "can be invisible, but only when nobody's watching" or something. They're full-fledged powers, they're just ridiculously mundane.
So, where do I get off calling this a magical girl roleplay? Simple. Out of all the little girls in the world, a fraction of a fraction of them have the ability to transform into the sparkly costumes you see in your Japanese annie-may. Those ones, in their transformed state, not only gain stock magical girl stuff like super-strength and flight, but they also have their mundane excuse for a power amped up to an absurd level.
Ms. Hot Hands from our earlier discussion can now shoot fireballs and her hands are hotter than the greatest of mixtapes. Yay for her. Or let's say a girl's normal power is something like being able to sing okayishly; if she transforms...well, if you can't think of a way to turn that into an obscenely strong power, then this probably isn't for you.
It's also worth noting that, when a girl acquires her driver's license (almost always at the age of 16), her powers automatically vanish. As such, no character can be made outside of the age range of 10-15.
What happens if someone never gets their driver's license, you ask?
Trade secret~
Oh, right, I should probably address the whole "delinquent" thing, right?
You guys have probably been waiting on that for a bit. Eheheh, sorry~~~
Your characters, each a transformable magical girl (unless you want to make someone who can't transform for your masochistic fantasies, or because you think you're smart enough to beat transformed magical girls with a weak character), are middle or high-school delinquents, depending on their age.
Your enemy is the most experienced magical girl in the city: the high school's Student Council President.
Challenge her authority, challenge your fellow delinquents for supremacy, hell, challenge the leaders of the government if you're so inclined. Just have fun~
If you have any questions, just ask! That said, let's lay down a few ground rules, shall we?
And here, have a handy-dandy character sheet, if you have so little to do that you want to make a character already.
"A dog speaking so presumptuously to me? What a novelty."
Amelia's voice cut through the doctor's comments moments after they were made, the renowned occult expert casting a displeased lilt to her tone as though she were a king speaking to a disobedient subject.
"Consider yourself blessed to be appointed as the assistant to myself. If you're blind, have been living on an alternate plane of existence, or have undergone some crippling brain injury and so were unable to recognize me on face, I am Amelia Alviss, the greatest occult expert in this kingdom. You may begin thanking your torture fetishist god for this opportunity. I'm in a generous mood, so I won't even charge you for having a poor enough sense of humor to suggest that I require your half-baked fraudulent schemes, or that they can improve on already-existing perfection."
This was an existence that had already surpassed the very premise of good and evil. This was the height of megalomania itself! Prostrate yourselves, lest you be overcome by the unending sprawl.
In order to punctuate the end of her statement, Amelia rocked back on her heels for a moment before stretching up, and knocking the good doctor on the beak of his plague mask, as though scolding a dog. That would show him. However, just as quickly as she had done this, Amelia's attention was averted upon the arrival of another individual.
"Oh? Have you been appointed as my assistant as well?" Amelia interjected abruptly, looking over the female knight with a terse expression and going quiet for several seconds before nodding. "Yes, yes, you'll do just fine. You have a good basis, that will be useful for this. Useful indeed."
Of course, Amelia had not the slightest idea what "this" was, nor who had gathered a set of people here for "this". It probably had something to do with occult things though; why else would they request for her glorious presence? That's logic right there, kids. Be sure to take notes.
Amelia's voice cut through the doctor's comments moments after they were made, the renowned occult expert casting a displeased lilt to her tone as though she were a king speaking to a disobedient subject.
"Consider yourself blessed to be appointed as the assistant to myself. If you're blind, have been living on an alternate plane of existence, or have undergone some crippling brain injury and so were unable to recognize me on face, I am Amelia Alviss, the greatest occult expert in this kingdom. You may begin thanking your torture fetishist god for this opportunity. I'm in a generous mood, so I won't even charge you for having a poor enough sense of humor to suggest that I require your half-baked fraudulent schemes, or that they can improve on already-existing perfection."
This was an existence that had already surpassed the very premise of good and evil. This was the height of megalomania itself! Prostrate yourselves, lest you be overcome by the unending sprawl.
In order to punctuate the end of her statement, Amelia rocked back on her heels for a moment before stretching up, and knocking the good doctor on the beak of his plague mask, as though scolding a dog. That would show him. However, just as quickly as she had done this, Amelia's attention was averted upon the arrival of another individual.
"Oh? Have you been appointed as my assistant as well?" Amelia interjected abruptly, looking over the female knight with a terse expression and going quiet for several seconds before nodding. "Yes, yes, you'll do just fine. You have a good basis, that will be useful for this. Useful indeed."
Of course, Amelia had not the slightest idea what "this" was, nor who had gathered a set of people here for "this". It probably had something to do with occult things though; why else would they request for her glorious presence? That's logic right there, kids. Be sure to take notes.
Would you like some snake oil?
Bitch, did you just talk shit about her skin care?
You had best check yourself.
I wasn't aware Jim Bowie was a citizen of Mortis.
Huh. Learn somethin' new every day.
Huh. Learn somethin' new every day.
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