Puellae Magicae Mundi Ferruginei // Magical Girls of the Rust World <FILM> {Episode I}

[Guest Supreme Gamesmaster]

Mmneh. Could be really hard to find people, but I'll see what I can do.

 

We'll start once we get one or two more people; we don't need many PCs to start with.

[Guest Supreme Gamesmaster]

((BUMP))

[Guest Supreme Gamesmaster]

This is the last bump.

[Guest Ixigo]

Alright... this kind of confused me. Nah, this confused me a lot. So basically:

 

-Tutors are those females from Mundus Ferrugineus that have been chosen from Panpatiron, who teach the girls from Mundus Sine Magicis how to use magic.

-Warriors are those females from Mundus Sine Magicis who can learn / are learning magic.

-Students are those who attend the Panpatiron academy and basically do... not much, by the looks of it, for now.

-MSM Citizens are those who just live in Mundus Sine Magicis, and basically do... nothing, at all.

 

So I'm guessing we won't be using these people: "To that end, Oltan is leading "armies" of Panpatiron's elite combat students in an effort to recover the transporter and lead more magical girls to Mundus Sine Magicis and thwart his father."

 

Anyway, hopefully I got this down properly. I'm still troubled about some parts, as the intro post admittedly doesn't explain everything, but I guess I'll figure things out along the way.

 

Considering what you said about tutors and warriors, I'm guessing that I can't make a warrior (as no. of tutors = no. of warriors right now). Here's my application:

 

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Should I Be Credited? If you feel my contribution is adequate, sure.

Character Name: Alice Veil

Character Gender: ♀

Character Age: 9

Character's Patron: Epissalax

Character's Magic Level: 3

Character Role: Tutor

Character Personality: Most would agree that Alice possesses absolutely no capacity for a task as delicate as instructing another person in magic. And they'd be right. Alice suffers from a gross inability to concentrate on a single task, as she quickly grows bored of anything she's made to do. Furthermore, she's considerably weak in magic, mostly due to the fact that her powers have not fully developed yet, and she still lacks refined control over her spellcraft. Coupled with her carefree personality and tendency to not take anything seriously, she would be one of Panpatiron's worst candidates for a tutor - if not for her seemingly infinite charisma that enables her to get on the good side of nearly anyone she meets, quickly becoming friends with even total strangers. It was due to this capacity that Alice was chosen as a tutor, but her overwhelming excitement upon receiving the news has been a source of unease amongst her teachers.

Character Appearance:

-Physique: Petite

-Height: 1.40m

-Face: Round

-Complexion: Light

-Hair Color: Black

-Hair Style: Bunches

-Eye Color: Blue

Clothing (as of introduction):

-Top: A simple red blouse with long sleeves that even cover the hands.

-Bottom: A knee-length black skirt.

-Shoes: Simple red sandals.

-Accessories: Red ribbons on her hair. A slim silver necklace.

 

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By the way, is there any point in "the secret word"? And I'll put the link in my signature once my CP stops messing with me.

 

EDIT: Also, if lacking members, you might consider letting people have more than one character, maybe with certain limitations. I figure that'd make for some interesting twists.

[Guest Supreme Gamesmaster]

OoC: WHOA

 

Didn't see that coming. O,x

 

-Tutors are those females from Mundus Ferrugineus that have been chosen from Panpatiron, who teach the girls from Mundus Sine Magicis how to use magic.

-Warriors are those females from Mundus Sine Magicis who can learn / are learning magic.

-Students are those who attend the Panpatiron academy and basically do... not much, by the looks of it, for now. A few of the university-level people are off to war with Oltan, though.

-MSM Citizens are those who just live in Mundus Sine Magicis, and basically do... nothing, at all. They can be huge Chekhov's Guns, though, and we won't have much of a story without 'em.

 

There's no point in the secret word. I just put it there to see what people would do.

 

Accepted.

 

Multiple characters... eh, I'll go there if the RP is in a tight spot, but otherwise, it's too easy to conjure up Idiot Balls.

 

Our RP has now begun.

 

IC:

 

EPISODE I

Objectives

•Asuka Fujiwara and Alice ven Veil have no objectives.

•Numia ves il Vonne must find Asuka Fujiwara and recruit her for training.

 

Magic. Using the power of thirteen gods to warp reality in scientifically impossible ways.

 

Magic is a difficult force to control, and the levels of magic in ordinary people are deceptively low. Overstepping one's magical boundaries is as easy as falling off a log. If a sorceror does go a bit overboard with magical power, the god whose power he is using will be forced to lend a bit more magical power to save the spellcaster's life. This doesn't make them happy.

 

One deity in particular — Nib Xanba, the god of concealment and illusion — is rather ill-tempered when a sorceror spends too much of its technically infinite power. Many hypothesize that Osarilael tod Alazgorc, the wife of an old Dux, overpowered her spells so often that Nib Xanba decided to punish her. Because Nib Xanba is the god of stealth, he decided to make Osarilael impossible to miss in a crowd. Her hair was turned a vivid indigo shade, and her eyes became bright, fiery orange.

 

Whether or not the curse was true, Osarilael definitely had at least one curse on her; specifically, the one muttered belligerently by her great-grandson, Alsaus soh Alazgorc, as he waited outside a freakishly intimidating Japanese high school. Mundus Sine Magicis, being "sine magicis," had never had magical alterations to its color scheme, so everything on the resident humans save the irises was some sort of beige. Many people couldn't help but stare at the lanky young man as he stood, fidgeting, by a sign marking the school's identity in the Japanese language — one of those arcane systems of scribbles Alsaus had never been able to read.

 

It could be better — hair dye existed, after all — but he was also accompanied by a girl of seventeen. That made him a suspicious character at best. Alsaus could only hope no boisterous brawlers or ill-tempered Templars decided to assault him. He had no physical form in Mundus Sine Magicis. Revealing the illusion would be disastrous.

 

He turned to the girl. Her hair was reddish-orange and her eyes green; though she looked miserably foreign, she wasn't nearly so much an oddity as he. "When will your student show up?" he asked, trying to mask his impatience and miserably failing. "I'm not much for illusions, and another reprimand from Nib Xanba would probably wreck our campaign."

[Otaku-sama]

Asuka sat in math class, bored out of her mind. She stared outside, spinning her pen in her hand without noticing. She has a window seat, so she could see the beautiful day outside. She sighed.

"What I wouldn't give to be outside today...School sucks!"

As soon as she said this, the entire class looked at her.

"$#*+! I talked out loud again!" she thought. She then felt the wrath of the flying chalkboard eraser.

"Don't interrupt my class! After class! You're on eraser duty!" shouted the teacher, not very angrily, but rather expectantly. Asuka slouched in her chair and stayed quiet. This was her third time this week.

 

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It was after school. She had finally finished dusting out the erasers.

"Man! How can these things have so much chalk in them! You could make more chalk from that crap!" Asuka grumbled angrily as she tried to remove some dust off her uniform without much avail. She picked up her bag and headed out the door. The school was desolate as she walked out. The only living things that seemed to be there with her was the custodian, who was glumly mopping the floor with a filthy mop. She headed outside and started to head for the train station.

"Man, life's boring!"

[Guest Supreme Gamesmaster]

"..."

 

His compatriot was silent. Thoroughly annoyed, Alsaus pondered giving another reprimand, but decided against it, instead falling into a pensive reverie. Both the girl and her target were seventeen. On Mundus Sine Magicis, they were the oldest possible age for magical transfer. If the target — Asuka ves Fujiwara, unless he was much mistaken — were given her magical talents and then permitted to age a year, what would the results be?

 

She's taking forever, too, he thought yet again. If he didn't hurry, he might overspend his illusory magic. He scanned the throngs of people around him for anyone who might fit Asuka ves Fujiwara's description.

 

'Average height, tough frame, mid sized bust.' Wait, how will bust size help me? Does Tepdatru have a complex or something? "Average height" didn't help either; indeed, it just made her harder to spot.

 

Blonde hair, lower back length, let loose during school, ponytailed with a grey ribbon during physical activity. Ignoring the neologism, he silently cheered his achieving a useful bit of information. Her hair stood out as much as Alsaus's own, if not moreso, unless the description was lying to him.

 

There was precisely one blonde in his field of vision, and she wasn't of "average height" at all, besides the fact that she looked to be in her mid forties. Sighing, he turned back to his companion.

 

"Any other ideas where she could be?" he inquired wearily. "I need to head back soon, and it doesn't look like she'll be out between now and then."

[Davok]

If there was one magician within the dimensional confines of Mundus Sine Magicis that Uriel most despised and favored, the elusive Numia ves il Vonne was her. Her mind was ever present of thoughts of her, wishing the approval of the deity in every waking moment and serving the God as a willing slave. Her magic was unlimited, she was Uriel's Prophet, the Destroyer of Heretics.

 

Or at least she hoped so.

 

The crushing, omnipresent never seemed to halt. It irritated her. She slowly brushed back a wisp of her sandy red hair, drawing out a long sigh. She knew that her get up was enough to attract attention, which was why the arrangement of having an illusionist join her. Her reference of the boy beside her never ever blinked past that: an illusionist, a tool. But, she knew the importance of gaining the new Warrior for her tutorage. She had volunteered for it, actually. One of the best and brightest students in the Academy, passing on the word of Uriel to those ignorant of Him.

 

The boy asked her a question. She paused, considering it, but felt best not to answer. She closed her eyes, and felt the slight magical currents coursing through and around. She located what she was searching for.

 

The boy asked another question, except this time she interrupted him, nodding toward a blonde haired girl that matched the description of the objective.

 

"Let's follow her." She propositioned casually, yet betraying the sheer urgency in her voice. And without further ado, she walked off into the crowd.