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A heavy metallic click. The teeth-itching whine of something huge and immensely, catastrophically powerful accruing lethal energy.

An explosion of blinding, searing light. A detonation of monumental, bone-crushing force.

You heard and felt nothing of this. Not Mami's declaration of attack, not the newborn star exploding a mere ten feet away from you, illuminating everything in the floor as it was spat through a silver barrel that would've easily fit an entire elephant.

You didn't even register the sight of Mami's monstrous shot smashing into Ahriman, hitting her dead center in an earth-shaking collision of golden energy and black, crimson-tipped witch-lightning. The impact blasting her across the room, and then blasting her through one of the plate-glass windows of the skyscraper in a deafening crash.

The squawk she emitted as she fell would've made you laugh. But laughing was the farthest thing in your mind right now.

You couldn't even move from your spot on the floor, unable to tear yourself away from your grimy reflection.

Who the fuck are you? If...if the three stooges were lying, if it was all some sort of huge fucking joke by Pinky...

Who the actual fuck are you?

THe last incarnation of a misguided Magical Girl who didn't know how to bow down gracefully to fate, and decided to fuck everything up for everyone else instead?

A painkiller-addicted drunk who never stopped being miserable all the fucking time, deathly afraid to enjoy herself even a little?

The embodiment of suffering that should be, by all rights, wiped off the face of the fucking earth?

Who the actual FUCK are you?
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>>37633285

It's here, then, that you feel a hand on your shoulder - and you turn to see Wendy at your side. Her mouth making the same shapes over and over, repeating a single word. Her eyes wide with...what? Shock? Fear? Concern? You can't tell, much less hear what she's trying to say.

She pushes something towards you with her other hand. Something dark and palm-sized, with a frayed length of yellow ribbon tied hastily around it.

Your Soul Gem. It's your Soul Gem.

But different. It's not exactly how you remember.

You know because your Soul Gem isn't supposed to look like a fucking crown.

You make to say so here, to point this particular discrepancy out - when the floor shakes underneath you once more, nearly making you topple onto your back, onto your wings, had not it been for Wendy holding you up. Another oddly-muted blast, another strangely-silent explosion that once more throws everything into stark relief - and you see Mami summoning another phalanx of rifles to manifestation in front of her as Ahriman seems to manifest out of nowhere, Golden Staff in hand, Oriko's features twisted into a horrific expression of rage and pain and hate.

She points the staff at you, and it's with a strange detached sense of awareness that you realise that she's about to kill you. A blast of crimson-tipped black lightning surging from the hequin-topped staff's tip.

Wendy tugs at you harder, screaming at you to get up, to move. Her voice lost in the screams of the damned filling your ears. Cursing you and at the same time begging for your help.

What do you do?

[]Avoid Ahriman's attack.
[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
[]Kill Ahriman.
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>>37633285
That's a fancy new OP image, Decu.

And by fancy, I mean PANIC PANIC PANIC
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>>37633302
>[x]Deny Ahriman's attack.
DENY THE OBVIOUS
UPHOLD THE INANE
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>>37633302
>[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
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>>37633302
>[X]Kill Ahriman.

We Homucifer now!
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>>37633302
>[X]Deny Ahriman's attack.

We still have a shot at separating Oriko from Ahriman.
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>>37633302
>[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
Sounds good to me!
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>>37633302
>[x] Insert Kirika into Ahriman
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>>37633302
>[x]Avoid Ahriman's attack.
Mami is already on the offensive. We should probably just avoid death for now, who knows what attacking ourself would do. Worst thing would be killing everything. Or nothing at all and we get hit i guess.
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>>37633302
>[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
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>>37633302
>[X]Deny Ahriman's attack.

DENIED
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>>37633302
>[X] Kill Ahriman

We tried diplomacy, we violence now. Use the DEagle for old times sake.

On that note, I wonder if the three stooges will even talk to us any more?
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>>37633302
Dodge.

I'm not willing to accept the level of power it would take to Deny, and im not ready to outright kill either

Denial is Her power. And we always gotta do things the hard way
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>>37633302
[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
Honestly, she acted like she wasn't lied to either and had every piece of the puzzle. There's consequence to that sort of arrogance, Ahriman.
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>>37633302
>>[X]Deny Ahriman's attack.
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>>37633285
[X] Kill Ahriman

Blood for the blood god, muthafuckas.
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>>37633302
>[X]Deny Ahriman's attack.
interesting.
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>>37633302
[]Deny Ahriman's attack.
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>>37633384
For reasons beyond understanding Malal made us a kind of mortal again. I'm not ready to discard that gift for the likes of Ahriman.
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>>37633302
oh gosh i don't even have vote banners appropriate for this
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>>37633302
[]Avoid Ahriman's attack.
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>>37633379
Braids might be a little hurt by it, and it's a mystery how murderface will react, but dildoes will hopefully stick around.
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>>37633437
Homuficer / TTO banners soon?
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>>37633473
Probably wouldn't count on it right now, though it's not off the table.
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DESOLATION

DEVESTATION
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>>37633302
>[X]Deny Ahriman's attack.

Oh gosh first thread I've been able to get to in months and I don't know what the FUCK is going on.
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>>37633523
Sanguis bibimos!
Corpus edimus!
Ave! Ave versus Mado!
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Threadly reminder that the eBook can be found at http://pastebin.com/kbGzcbDb
link to the Fanart gallery: http://wiki.magicalgirlnoir.com/index.php/Fanart
link to the journal pastebin: http://pastebin.com/SZkxPycM
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>>37633529

haha, disregard me, that's what I get for re-reading repeatedly and not reloading before voting.
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>>>37633285
>Who the actual FUCK are you?
Why, The Betrayer, darling. The real one, I mean. Not that knockoff, Kharn.
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Oh man, I was waiting for Murderface haircut to comeback!
FUCK YES
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>>37633572
Fuck you! Now we can't do hair flips anymore.
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>>37633579
Hair flips are for people who's entire repertoire of social graces don't involve murdering people in the face.
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>>37633490
I'm just hoping Midori's okay with this development. Which could actually lead into something endearing depending on how it goes.
"Who the fuck am I"
"Exactly the same person you've always been"
Or some sappy bullshit like that.

But hey, everything is surprisingly unfucked. For now.
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>>37633579
Yes, but if we keep our sanity good and proper we can have midori clean the small sensitive spot at the base of our wings.
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>>37633590
I feel like becoming a dark yandere god will only make the 'Shempai~!'s come harder.

Among other things.
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>>37633589
We're not going back to Murderface, we are Chiaki Matsuda. We have more social tact than that.
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>>37633590
Also there's been a couple of hints to this lately, like the shadows in the room.
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Remember, Anons, we are who we choose to be.
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>>37633590
oh shit

Things could get real weird with Midori. We left her behind after the Kharnblocking, teleported in with our ex, and will come back out as Homucifer.

>>37633618
>>37633579
We can do wing flips instead.
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>>37633615
And I think it says something when I see nothing wrong with being a dark yandere god.

Which means that if all this is thanks to Ahrimans doing

That Ahriman did NOTHING WRONG
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>>37633639
Well, not YET anyway.

Though, she did unwisely piss off Kharn once. So I guess that's something.
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>>37633654
That's not wrong, just stupid
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>>37633285
[x] deny
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>>37633639
Ahriman is a good girl

>Pic related
>it's all the wrong things Ahriman has done
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>>37633830
>it's crossed off
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So I guess Ahriman turned out to to be Ravel to Chiakis Second Incarnation/Nameless one.
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>>37633869

Exactly.
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>>37633921
Any drawfags care to make a MGNQ version of this?
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>>37633921
If so, we did well by letting her do her thing.

Ravel doesn't even tell you that TNO is a thing though, she only gets rekt by him after you leave.

also there is a different character in the setting with direct ravel undertones
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W-we can still change our fate, right guys? Th-that's what this quest is about! R-right?
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>>37634020
We'll suck all the grief and despair out of her gem if we have to.
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>>37634035
Lewd! Too lewd!
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>>37634064
We'll plug her full of hope until it pours out of her.
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>>37633302
>Ahriman survived a point-blank Tiro Finale

Fucking hax
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Daily reminder that there is nothing that can change the nature of a man.
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>>37634105
She survived skulltaker too.
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>>37634133
I'm not sure if this half-existence in a golden weapon technically counts as "survival".
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So, like, can we fly now? Either through wing-ish flight or levitation?
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>>37633322 >>37633327 >>37633332 >>37633333

"No."

You whisper the denial as you raise a gloved hand. Slowly, almost leisurely. As if you had all the time in the world.

Something in the distance clicks, then snaps, then screeches - and the world slams into an absolute stop a moment before the storm of lightning and brimstone hits. The jagged tendrils of blackly-charged death glittering like frost-covered tree branches as they freeze in midair, locked in the inescapable grip of Time forced to heed your will.

And as you close your outstretched hand - curling your fingers into a loose fist - time resumes again, but with the lightning removed completely from existence. Not dispelled, not blocked, not even absorbed - simply erased. Simply murdered by the brief cessation and then immediate resumption of the world's inexorable turning.

Ahriman's eyes go wide at this - her green eyes shrinking into points, before finally drowning in sharklike black - and it's here that she tries again. And again, and again, and again, throwing killing magic and energy and hate at you, each blast enough to kill an entire Officio ten times over. And again and again and again, you negate every one, even going so far as to step forward with every nullification. Leaving a stunned Wendy behind in your trail of black feathers as you continued to do the impossible.

And it's with every step towards Ahriman that you start remembering who you truly are. Memories that had long since been locked away, now rushing back in a flood.

You were never Chiaki Matsuda. You were never Murderface, or Girl A.

Akemi Homura. That's who you've always been. Yes.

Yes. That's your name.

That's--

[1/2]
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>>37634210

+ NO. NO, IT ISN'T. FOR FUCK'S SAKE, NAMELESS ONE. NO. +

Something screams inside your mind, freezing you in your tracks. Stopping your progress towards the now-backpedaling Prophet.

+ SNAP OUT OF IT. THIS IS NOT YOU. IT'S THE AKASHIC REALM. TRY TO REMEMBER. +

It sounded like a random pulse stabbing into your brain, coming out of nowhere. Someone spouting insane babble. Try as you might, you can't make sense of it.

But as you make to step forward again - you're hit with an overwhelming sense of deja vu. The speaker's voice sounding oddly and painfully familiar.

"My name is Akemi Homura," You murmur to yourself, shaking your head, your wings bristling in the same movement. You turn back to Ahriman - only to realize that she'd taken advantage of your hesitation, the Prophet taking flight upon wings of her own. In contrast to yours, hers are fully white, fully-fleshed ones, more akin to an angel's rather than that of your vulture's.

"BETRAYER! FALSE GODDESS!" Ahriman spits, her face twisted into an ugly snarl. She draws something from her sleeve - two Tarot cards, each one glowing golden, and tosses them onto the floor below her. "DEATH! DEATH TO THE FALSE GODDESS! DEATH TO THE NINTH AND ALL THE HERETICS WHO MARCH UNDER ITS BANNER!" She points a clawed finger at you. "JUST LAY DOWN AND DIE, AKEMI HOMURA!"

The cards explode into flashes of golden light the moment they slam into the floor - and when the light finally dissipates, you see that Ahriman is nowhere to be found, the only sign of her passing being the large burning hole in the ceiling. Instead, she'd left two creatures in her wake, most likely summoned by the cards themselves.

[2/3]
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>>37634220

"I am Strength," The first intones in growls and snarls. "Once I lived in the pursuit of martial excellence, to develop my art in the hopes of becoming someone I'm not. But I fell, and now I destroy."

"I am the Devil," The second giggles in cackles and sneers. "Once I lived simply to be, to experience, to enjoy what life has to offer and more. But I fell, and now I devour."

...Shades. Just shades. Not even worthy of your time.

You glance back at the other two in the same floor with you - the ones named Cooldown and Tomoe.

They are still shouting your false name. Warning you to be careful.

Hnh. As if these wretches could hurt you. Certainly, they'd be too much for these Untouched ones, but you don't care about that at all. ...Right?

+ NO OF COURSE YOU FUCKING DO! SNAP OUT OF IT! YOU'LL LEAVE THEM TO DIE IF YOU PURSUE AHRIMAN NOW!+

What do you do?

[]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.
[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634210
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

PANIC
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

Who dares to impersonate little sister Yuu. Dumb shade.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

These Shades. These Shades. TheseshadesTheseshadesTheseshadesTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADESTHESESHADES
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>>37634239
[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
We'll do nothing wrong.
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>>37634239
Never leave a living enemy behind you.

It's just good tactics.
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634239
>[]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.

DO NOT DESTROY THE SHADES
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>[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
Only thing scarier than waking the ultimate evil, is the one that makes a slow inexorable march towards you.
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

Bleep bloop I am a robot.
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>>37634239
[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

>hand over our Soul Gem to a Golden Weapon saying that all Golden Weapons can't be trusted, but the Golden Staff can be trusted, trust me
>Get our body remade into one that resembles the final endpoint of many Homura's
>Think this is what we are, instead of the Akashic Realm and the TTO simply trying to get another pawn
>Getting so caught up in it that Ahriman escapes, and Sayaka and Kyouko are still in danger
Not seeing how this was a good idea.
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
Nobody is dying on this mission damn it.
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>>37634239
[x]Destroy the shades
[x]Address your doubts
Come, try to remember... what form did you have?
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>>37634260
Welp we are going to kill everything.

>>37634265
>Who dares to impersonate little sister Yuu. Dumb shade.
Implying we give a fuck anymore about any of our previous attachments.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
"Are you finished with your tantrum yet, Ahriman?"
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>>37634239
>[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
wiht our power, this should be easy enough. Ahriman may run away, but we will find her eventually. Better than loosing allies.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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[x]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.
This is what Ahriman wants, but killing Risa and Yuu may have really bad consequences.

Also
>golden cards
welp
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore
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>>37634239
>>[X]Destroy the shades

Leaving an enemy behind just gives it a chance to attack your back.
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>>37634284
So you think that the Shades are the spirits of the Golden Weapons we kept outside of the Akashic Realm?

Sounds pretty far-fetched.
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>>37634311
>shades.
Not the real thing.
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>>37634276
[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

"Ahriman, You know how this must end. Discard Oriko and come to me."
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>>37634239

>[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634322
or is it
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>>37634239
>[X]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
AND WE STILL CARE!
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>>37634239
>[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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You know, powerful as we are, we could just as well bind the shades to our will. If we can nullify attacks just by thinking about it, I'm sure we can do this as well.
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>>37634239
>[]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634383
>wasting our energy and our time.
We already have many servants, we ARE still a warmaster no?
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>>37634288

Did you sincerely expect anon to ignore a big red button in front of them, even when given multiple chances to back out of the situation?
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>>37634288
Its a shiny button. Considering how things went down with GET FUCKED in the forced barrier after having to deal with dickbutt are you at ALL surprised?
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>>37634239
[]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.
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>>37634239
>[x]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634406
Everything's gone better than expected so far. We'll kick the shit out of Ahriman, get Oriko back, squeeze Wendy's butt, take Ahriman's skull to decorate the warmaster's office, and then sit in our comfy chair and have Midori rub our back right between the wings.
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>>37634406
>>37634433
There are anons who still argue that this was a good idea.
I just want to call them out on it.
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>>37634239

>>37634462
This anon gets it.
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>>37634462
Ahriman has no skull to take, just Oriko's
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>>37634462
If squeezing wendy's butt is what snaps us back to reality, bring on the asses.
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>>37634239
[]Leave the shades to the Untouched ones, and pursue Ahriman. You still have a score to settle.

I'd like to remind you that in series Yui is names strength.
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>>37634462
And leave Kyouko and Sayaka behind?
Because we haven't heard from them that Kyouko's been extracted safely, or that Sayaka is on her way.
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>>37634496
What makes you think that these are the actual souls from the other Golden Weapons, and not mere copies meant to slow us down?

Or that Wendy and Mami will survive, after it was stated explicitly that if we leave Wendy and Mami to deal with the shades, they will both die?
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.

>Akemi not wanting a pet Mami
Worst girl confirmed
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>>37634478
>>37634522
Update button, why do you not work you godless piece of shit
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>>37634522
>pet Mami
>not being a pet for Mami
Seems like you don't know the score, Anon
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>>37634519
Imma guess these are shades from the dead universes, and the Akashic Realm is the howling void between times and places.

In this time and place, Strength has chosen Yui as it's avatar, but it may not always have done so.
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>>37634552
If we keep ANY of this power and if us being displayed to mami this way isnt the event that causes her to betray us, i think the scored is FAR in our favor.
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>>37634564
>Yui
excuse me while I laugh myself to death
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>>37634239
>[X]Destroy these shades first. Their existence is an eyesore.
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>>37634519
>Trusting a golden weapon.
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>>37634564
As I'm aside, I'm quietly confident that our friends could destroy these shades if need be, but I think it's important that we indicate that we are still hearing the thoughts of Chiaki Matsuda.
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>>37634593
You have some kinda objection?
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>>37634603
It wasn't Dildoes from the Golden Weapon telling us that, it was our own evaluation.

>>37634239
>As if these wretches could hurt you. Certainly, they'd be too much for these Untouched ones
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>>37634628
Not at all. Fun things are fun.
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>>37634636
Easy to tell. Too many swear words for Dildoes.
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>>37634636
Ah so that thing we need to ignore.
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>>37634607
>I'm quietly confident that our friends could destroy these shades if need be
Based on what, when our own in-character evaluation of the situation says they're going to die, as well as Dildoes saying the same thing?
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>>37634652
>+ NO OF COURSE YOU FUCKING DO! SNAP OUT OF IT! YOU'LL LEAVE THEM TO DIE IF YOU PURSUE AHRIMAN NOW!+
Also too many for Braids.

And too many WORDS for Murderface.
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>>37634664
FYI you won, you don't have to keep arguing.
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Just caught up and she Homucifer now!
Ahriman got us good, all that chiaki!=homura work down the drain. Anon can never resist the shiny.
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>>37634681
Taking the power is fine: Being able to give it up again when it matters? That's the trick, and one which Homura has never quite mastered so far as we're aware of.
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>>37634719
>Giving up power.
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>>37634681
>>37634719
QUIET PLEBS WE'RE A GOD NOW!
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>>37634754
>TNO
>not TTO
Are you really saying that it's TNO, and not TTO?
Are you really saying that?
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>>37634754

You keep getting your acronyms screwed up, anon.

TNO = The Nameless One, which is the title given to Chiaki by the Three Stooges.

TTO = The Transcendent One, who is Homucifer.

Do you even update my journal?
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>>37634719
Why give it up? That seems like an extremely poor choice.
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TTO in this quest is TTO in Torment. Only Homu is her own Ravel because she's just that hardcore.
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>>37634766
>>37634782
>>37634824
Having been quite a few gods in my time, I can tell you that being a God is overrated.
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>>37634855
I want pleb gods to leave.
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>>37634239
>"I am Strength," The first intones in growls and snarls. "Once I lived in the pursuit of martial excellence, to develop my art in the hopes of becoming someone I'm not. But I fell, and now I destroy."
>"I am the Devil," The second giggles in cackles and sneers. "Once I lived simply to be, to experience, to enjoy what life has to offer and more. But I fell, and now I devour."
>Lives to train
>Lives to have fun and eat
Guys, please don't kill Sayaka and Kyouko guys.
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>>37634867
Pleb Gods would be a pretty decent band name
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>>37634876

Too late. Still hoping they're just illusions. bwahhahaha
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>>37634876
We're the devil or something, we can bring them back easy peasy.
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>>37634876
Those references could be made to fit Yuu and Kirika, also it's already too late beacuase the voting period is alredy over.
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>>37634876

If we kill Sayaka and Kyouko Homu's gonna go insane.
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>>37634945
She went insane a loooong time ago.
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>>37634945
If we leave Wendy and Mami to die, she'll also go insane.
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>>37634922
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>>37634876
IF ANY of our team is already THAT far along it doesnt fucking matter they are too corrupt to save or cleanse. ESPECIALLY when we are falling ourselves anon.
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>>37634824

We should set up shop in the Warp for a while. Do the whole Mad God thing in a proper manner.
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Really, what we should do is find Pinky and initiate Pink End.

Whether she likes it or not.
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>>37635030
While i dont think it would be a good end, honestly i think this is how thing are probably gonna go down.

Why in the fuck is that CAT the one making these predictions.
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>>37635030
God rape is a good idea.
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>>37635030

Because that has worked well so far.
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>>37633285
Where did the ponytail go?
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>>37635110
Dude did you miss the entire last thread?
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>>37635110
Discarded in favor of a better hair style. If you're gonna be a god, your hair should be god tier.
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>>37635053
Because the CAT is making predictions for the most stupid and idiotic choices.
The choice that are most likely to win because of player stupidity.
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>>37635030
I want a Pinky end too, but not like that. Pinky needs tender, loving care, not unwanted groping that turns into something you'd see out of a doujin.
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>>37635126
I can't remember where our ponytail went.
Did it just fall off when we became homuficer?
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>>37635143
>Implying you get a fucking choice.
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>>37635137
I think you mean the best choices that win because they're the best.

>>37635143
We could take the middle ground and brutally rape the shit out of her.
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>>37635146
Shit hair needs not apply to awesome gods anon.
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>>37635160
How about no. No raping my waifu.
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>>37635183
I'll rape your waifu so hard she kills herself.
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>>37635143
This.

Pinky needs salvation, not rape.
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Wonder what's happening on earth.

Maybe we ascended in the warp and Earth got a big ol warp storm. All hellmouths opening and daemons going forth.
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>>37635110
>>37635146

We haven't actually lost it just yet. When I asked for details to do >>37634260, he didn't say short hair. (though he did say it was going to happen)

We'll get to it later I guess.
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>>37635193
None of the hentai rape shit either.
It will be a proper fucking rape.
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>>37635197
Salvation through rape.
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>>37635220
Which drawfag are you?
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>>37635240
Salvrapetion.
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I HAVE THE BEST IDEA

Take out the phone and call Madoka.
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>>37635197

Salvation in the form of a good old murder suicide. This law of cycles thing fucked up everybody.
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>>37634220
>>37634239
>Akemi Homura. That's who you've always been. Yes.

POST YFW IT HAS BEGUN
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>>37635254
We just used timestop like a dozen times, so who knows what the fuck is going on anymore
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>>37635254
Only if we can lick Wendy's soul gem while on the phone with Madoka.
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All this rape stuff is weird, I just wanted us to tenderly capture her and imprison her forever, possibly with love rope.
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Honestly, at this point I think we're more likely to GET raped than be the rapist.

and that blendermouth... squicky.
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>>37635287
>tenderly capture her and imprison her forever, possibly with love rope.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No
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>>37635287
PROMOTIONS
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>>37635248

grasblade/hayate
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>>37635265
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Was I the only person here to like Murderface? What is going on?
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>>37635136
>hating on ponytails
Pls go and stay go.
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>>37635240
Through dick, unity.
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>>37635370
I'm just excited no matter the outcome.
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>>37635370

Murderface is great.
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>>37635386
Same here, fucking plot is finally happening after like what 100 threads?
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>>37634254 >>37634261 >>37634265 >>37634270

You let Ahriman live for a few moments longer as you turn your attention to these shades. These eyesores.

These perversions. Unworthy to even lick the dirt off your heels.

A flourish of your right hand manifests your Shield onto your arm - the beaten metal disc still sporting its scars and dents and scratches, but somehow more grander, more polished than it ever was. You reach behind it, delving into the space revealed within - and with your vision briefly sparking violet, you grasp and pull out a sword by its handle. A sword whose brilliant golden blade flashes in the trashing light of the warp as you reveal it fully. A beam of golden moonlight, frozen and forged into a weapon that can kill even darkness itself.

Muramasa.

You spin on your heel, your feathery dress swirling around your form, a flurry of black feathers spinning in your wake - and your blade crashes against the chewing edges of both Gorefather and Gorechild, the twin chainaxes wielded by a grinning maniac hungry for your skull.

"Return to me what I have lost," The shade cackles right into your face, through the grinding, sparking union of your weapons. "I am sick to the back teeth with regret and suffering. My mind is gone, burned away in my isolation and self-imposed exile. Return to me what I have lost. Return my Jager. PLEASE."

"You deserve nothing, wretch." You hear yourself say, and the shade's smile grows wider despite its efforts to break the stalemate, leaning its entire weight on its weapons, trying to force you back. You're aware of the monstrous force being exerted here, but you barely feel it as you hold the cackling thing back with just one hand on Muramasa's grip. "You devoured her, like you did all the others. You thought it would make you whole. It did not. You thought it would make you complete. It did not. Suffer for your gluttony. Suffer forever."

[1/2]
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>>37635418


This time you move - stepping forward, now leaning your weight upon your blade. There's a creak, followed a snap of wet kindling as something in the grinning shade's wrists give way - and the axes fall from nerveless fingers, their roaring motors falling silent. All resistance gone, you step forward again, and cut once.

The shade's head is still grinning as it lands on the floor, rolling to rest against your foot. The body crumples to the ground a moment later, black blood still geysering from its stump of a neck.

You turn to the remaining shade - somewhat surprised that it didn't take the opportunity to attack in unison with the first - and see it stand up from what looks like a meditative pose on the floor.

"Return to me what I have lost," The shade intones as it clenches all four fists in a cacophony of grinding servos and screeching metal. "I am sick to my heart with regret and suffering. I dearly miss the heat of combat, the rise of my blood as victory is measured in reflexes and stamina." She steps forward, fists raised in a pugilist's stance, one food forward, knees bent, back curved. A boxer's stance. "Return to me what I have lost. Return my purpose. Please."

"You deserve nothing, worm." You hear yourself snarl, and the shade's glare grows hotter as it launches itself at you - its giant, brutal fists hurtling forward into bone-shattering, body-breaking jabs and straights. You bat away most of them with the flat of Muramasa, ducking and shifting away from those you cannot. "You abandoned all your years of hard work and practice for a false hope. You yearned recognition more than simple excellence, and you wanted it immediately. You thought it would make you whole. It did not. You thought it would make you complete. It did not. Suffer for your folly."

[2/3]
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>>37635434

Two cuts. Two quick, gunshot-quick cuts, and all four gauntlets fall to the ground, severed neatly at the joint. Each one twitching on the floor, flexing and unflexing closed. The shade looks up at you with wide black eyes, right before you split it down the middle, from scalp to groin.

"Suffer forever." You say finally, turning your back on the shade to sheathe your sword back into your Shield - ignoring the wet smacking thumps of her bisected corpse falling to the floor.

Not even worth your time. Just like you said.

You shake your head, before glancing up towards the hole in the ceiling where Ahriman had left.

It's time. Time to catch a fallen angel--

"KONG!"

"CHIAKI!"

You stop in your tracks, but it's not the strange names being spat at your direction stopping you.

It's the...it's the ribbon around your ankle. A yellow ribbon, tied neatly into a bow, securing you to the floor.

...What? A ribbon...?

You look up to see the two Untouched Ones from earlier, running towards you. The blonde one, and the brown-haired one. Something in your chest beats harder at the sight of them, but you ignore this. Something left from your past, most likely.

Hm? They want you to take them with you?

They'll only slow you down. You can leave them here. This is no longer a game where mortals are concerned.

You turn to take flight again, when--

CRACK.

Your eyes go wide as all the breath is forced out of your lungs, out of your body - and you look down to see the brown-haired one's fist embedded deep in your midsection. In your gut.

And all at once, as if someone behind the scenes had suddenly turned the volume up, you begin to hear just what exactly she'd been trying to say.

"--Are you fucking serious? This what you came here to do? Just...lose it? Sprout some wings and go apeshit?"

W-what? What is she talking about...?

[3/4]
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>people voted to kill best sister (besides Misaka)
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>>37635456

She hits you again, a solid fist cracking against your jaw - and you stumble back a step at this. Stars briefly exploding behind your eyes. "Jesus fucking Christ, Kong! Do you just goddamn lose it without Green around!? Is this all the...the stupid dildo Warmaster shit means to you? THIS is what you changed for?"

B-but there is no Warmaster. Not anymore. There is only you, the Transcendent--

"No, FUCK you." Her fist drives into your midsection again, making you double over. "Not after everything we've been through. None of that god shit, you stupid, shit-binging motherfucker. Remember who the fuck you are first, then save the bitch you dragged us all the way here to save. Or kill her, I don't care. Just...not this." She glares at you with tears in her eyes and acid in her heart. "No more crazy god complex, or I'll cut your fucking wings off myself."

What do you do?

[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
[]No. This is who you are, now. There is nothing else. Just you.
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>>37635477
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

let's not rollback all progress
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>>37635477
>[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

Please.
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>>37635477
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

But I like the wings.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

>>37635501
We'd better not lose our wings over this or I'll regret this vote.
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>>37635477
>[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
I think we spent enough time being a god for several threads. Also, you should just start writing now Decu.
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>>37635477
>[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

Now normally I'd be all for I AM A GOD BOW BEFORE ME, but I want to see Chiaki's adventures, not Homusatan bad end. I got on this ride to see if she can earn a happy end or if she'll dig her own grave, not to see a sloppy obvious bad end.

Mind you, if the bad end was anything like Soul Nomad's Demon Path then I'd want to quest the hell out of that.
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>>37635477
>[]No. This is who you are, now. There is nothing else. Just you.

Preaching a lost cause at this point but yknow what o-fucking-kay.
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>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
haha after this mission is over we're going to be in such shit with everyone
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>>37635477
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

The Warmaster of Fortune smiles on this course of action.
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>>37635517

Why would we lose our wings? We're only remembering that we're not only TTO.
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>>37635517

It'll make tailoring really awkward, though. And car rides. And sitting in chairs! Modern life was not designed for people with wings.
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>>37635550
Remembering we are not TTO means we lose all of the powers. Thats how this is going to work and you know it.
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>>37635559
We are Warmaster now, we can afford to have things tailored to suit our needs.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
When a mind does not know itself, it is flawed. When a mind is flawed, the man is flawed. When a man is flawed, that which he touches is flawed. It is said that what a flawed man sees, his hands make broken.
[X] *Know* yourself. In knowing, become strong.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
I am sooo tempted to stay God mode, but this doesn't feel like the real Transcendent One. Way too serious.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

Let's believe in what we preach.

>"You abandoned all your years of hard work and practice for a false hope. You yearned recognition more than simple excellence, and you wanted it immediately. You thought it would make you whole. It did not. You thought it would make you complete. It did not. Suffer for your folly."
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>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.

>>37635548
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>>37635548

Warmaster of Fortune, you said that we'd get pancakes and victory if we did what you asked! What is the meaning of this deception?
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>>37635477
[X]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
Come, try to remember, what form did you have?
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>>37635477
>>[X]Allow yourself to remember
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>>37635477
[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635477
How many times have we forgotten everything now? How many people have we been? Is Chiaki Matsuda more deserving than the rest of them simply because she has accomplished the most? Do we, as we are now, deserve any more or less than she does, than all of them do?
>[]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
>[]Remember. EVERYTHING.
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>>37635517
I'd rather Chiaki tear them out herself, tbh.
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>>37635657
You dont fucking get both idiot.
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[X] Ask for a smoke.
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
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>>37635616
I'm beginning to wonder whether or not Chiaki was created solely to in order to judge Justice.
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>>37635633
It means she is not satisfied with our offering. Clearly we need more blondes and more lewds.
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>>37635594
there cannot be two skies tho
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>>37635477
>[x]Allow...allow yourself to remember.
I want to get off Mr. Decu's wild ride.
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>>37635456
>even as a god Homu is a noodly wimp that gets gut punched by hamburgers
Isn't it sad, Chiaki?
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>>37635616

Yuu never learned her master's signature move before she bit the dust either.

Although I guess firing energy waves in addition to giant autocannon shells would be a bit over the top.
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>>37635548
>>37635641
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Let's touch Wendy's butt to help us remember.
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>>37635548
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>>37635710

yes there can zerthi

stop being such a pussy-ass bitch and help me shank these squids
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>>37635686

she's "special" because she's very much aware of her situation and still functional. become tto and keep looping or break it all to pieces.
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>>37635712
>I want to get off Mr. Decu's wild ride.

Then why did anon vote to get on it with full force in the first place?
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>>37635729
THIS.

BUTTS ARE MAGIC.
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>>37635742
You can't get off a wild ride unless you get on it first.
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>>37635729

We must make sure that she's really Wendy and not another shade, and Mami too! There's only one way to be sure.
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>>37635477

>>37635769
This man is right.
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>>37635758
Please let this be an ordinary field trip.
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>>37635741
The point is, Homura is playing the role of justice: She judged the shades.

But, what happens when time comes to judge justice?

This, apparently.
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>>37635758
We haven't even been on the ride for a full thread. And you idiots are ALREADY bitching about your decision to get on it.
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No Strauss, confirmed for ordinary field trip.
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>>37635781
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?

You do, of course, you do.
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>>37635797
People are so upset about /tg/ quest threads goddamn.
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>>37635797
>implying anon doesn't instantly start bitching about the ride before their seatbelts are even buckled
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>>37635742
I personally didn't. I wasn't even here for last thread, I caught up in the archives and was like "what the actual fuck, guys?"
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>LET'S SEE YOU CLENCH THOSE TEETH
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>>37635817
to be fair, it was basically a tied vote so of course there was going to be bitching
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>>37635781

Either way, this is all Madokami's elaborate plot to break Homucifer's resolve. ;d
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>>37635817
>my seat is cold
>my seatbelt is frayed
>the buckle is too shiny
>the driver is too hueg for the car
>I want to go home
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>>37635842
One would think there was an easier way to break her resolve.
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>>37635810
>People vote three times for the stupidest decision possible.
>Even when the QM give anon the option to back and all but BLATANTLY states that its a bad idea.
>When the decision is made, "suddenly" shit actually starts going down.
>Things get interesting.
>"This will interfere with MAH WAIFUS BAWWWW QM WHY YOU SOOO MEAN AND SHIT!!!!!!!!! I mean its not like i made this decision myself or any-fucking-thing!"
>QM relents instantly.

So, again, my question is, why did you people decide to get on the ride in the first place?
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>>37635879
They lured me in with their butts and abs and hair flicks and mahou shoujo. I was a fool, and now I am trapped.
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>>37635879
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>>37635879

Shiny button is shiny.

Plot moved forward anyway. Even if we completely lose the homucifer stuff people are going to react to the little reveal.
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>>37635879
>reaching this hard

It was only a few persistent shitposters that were BAWWWWW, and we were actually tied on the >give soolgim >take staff vote. To not expect all the staff voters to vote to get off the ride is stupidity.
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>>37635923
>I was a fool, and now I am trapped.
No your not. He just let you off the ride instantly.
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>>37635926
>YOU ENDED UP IN THE AKASHIC REALM ON YOUR WAY TO CHARLES' BAR?
>I am not a clever Warmaster.
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>>37635879
Ah yes, the "The QM MUST be pandering to people complaining!" complaint.
Because it's inconceivable that you're just complaining that a decision has an outcome you don't like, but hope instead of despair.
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>>37635945
Well I've got my request for Decu's next drawthread.
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>>37635945
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And Decu still refuses to have any consequences in his dark and NOIR quest.
Fuck you too.
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>>37635980
This quest hasn't been noir since thread 3.
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>>37635980

Cry some more
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>>37635951
Nah im just pissed that something interesting was suddenly happening and anon instantly kills it. No muss, no fuss, no consequences. And everything will go on as normal.

No even bitching at Decu, its his quest he can run it how he wants it. Im pissed at anon, whom yet AGAIN got my hopes up only to show me how much of a fool i am. I mean there were soooo many people voting to do this last thread.
WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY NOW? WHY DO THEY NOT DEFEND THEIR CHOICE!?!?!?!?
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>>37636018
>implying that we chose the 'best' choice

You never know, this could fuck things up even more.
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>>37635980
We just demonstrated a significant lack of judgement in front of two of our close allies, got a bunch of new memories in our head and grew a pair of fucking wings out of our back, and you think there will not be consequences? I think this is just us mitigating the damage.
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>>37636036
The last three times this possibility came up, anon bitched Decu down and MADE no consequences happen. Im not exactly confident.
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>>37636018
>No muss, no fuss, no consequences. And everything will go on as normal.
Are you a prophet? Because last I checked Decu hasn't posted the next part yet and you're just complaining about your own prediction.
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>>37636018
Because we're doing a very good job of RPing chronic retrograde amnesia and don't remember anything more than a few threads old very well.
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>>37636037
To be fair, wings growing out may actually get us bonus Pinky points.
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>>37636037
HAHAHAHA
Don't lie to yourself there will be no consequences there never are.
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>>37636018
Eh, toying with divine power and seeing what Ahriman wanted to do with us was all fun and good, but I'm ready to get back to Chiaki's Excellent Adventures rather than Homucifer's Excellent Adventures.
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>>37636062
Did they now? Or are you just saying that because you're salty? I'm not privy to his inner circle or any irc channels of course
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>>37636075
Consequences don't always have to be bad, you know.

For instance: as a consequence of not shooting Midori's Soul Gem way back, Chiaki finally got some.
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>>37635980
Malal died early because of the way anon played his cards
Mirai could not be saved
the entire Mordred thing
Kharn is a shell of her former self
Kyouko's sister could not be saved
Oriko being saved is very unlikely at this point
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>>37636110
Do you remember GET FUCKED? Do you remember when anon decided to teleport QB into our shield to meet Pinky?

If that doesn't say everything i need to well then i cannot convince you.
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>>37636122
Was just my way of lightening the mood.

Now if this keeps up, I may have to post the lewd pink.
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>>37636137
>Do you remember when anon decided to teleport QB into our shield to meet Pinky?

You mean when Decu miscounted the vote and then retconned the mistake? I'll grant you GET FUCKED, but retconning the QB scene had nothing to do with consequences.
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>>37636126
All of those are either unimportant side characters, already dead in the first place or actually got a good end.
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>>37636192
>Malal
>Kharn
>unimportant side characters

lookatthisfaggot.jpg
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>>37636075
>you will never be raped by lustdoka wearing your coat
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>>37636200
Malal was already dead, there was no way for us to save her.

Kharn has a good end, are you stupid?
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>>37636200
>already dead in the first place or actually got a good end.
Where the fuck did you learn to read?
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>>37636200
Wait, shit. Brain can't into reading letters.

Now I'm the faggot.
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>>37636164
I joined after the fact and read through the archives and I see the QB scene get mentioned a lot, but never explained. What exactly happened then which made it so memorable before "Whoops vote miscount"?
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>>>37618807

The theory that we are The Trascendent One was posted here. It seems taht at least we have the potential to become TTO. But I don´t want to lose our waifus...
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>>37636221
The QB scene was a misvote that WOULD have literally ended the quest. Anon had to decide between lying to QB and teleport him the meet Pinky inside her shield.
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>>37636151
Imagine this was happening in a tabletop campaign, what would the players be saying out-of-character right around now?
>So that's what Ahriman says. Bob, you want to roll me a Sense Motive or something?
>...I got a 1.
>Goddamn it Bob, why can't you ever roll fucking Wisdom skills for shit?
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>>37636227
I just don't wanna be crazy devil homu, waifus or not
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>>37636221
QB was asking about something involving the Blessed Lady. There was a vote in which one of the options was to take QB in to a time stop and personally introduce him to Pinky. It "won" and the consequences were... not good.

Then it turned out that the votes had been miscounted and that option had been narrowly defeated. Since the consequences were so bad, Decu decided to retcon it. Apparently some people now see fixing a mistake as "bowing to anons".
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>>37636221
I wasn't there either, but here's what happened.

Decu posted the scene with QB in the time stop. AFTERWARDS, Anons demanded a recount, found out that the vote count was backwards (NOT taking QB into timestop won actually). So at the start of the next thread, Decu rewound time a bit (HA) and went from there.

That could actually turn into a plot point.
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>>37636204
>you will never be tied up gently by lustdoka
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>>37636250
>no fun allowed
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>>37636273
>Mami will never take you for a walk through the park with a ribbon snug around your neck
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>>37636297
>lustdoka will never try to forcefully take you in the infirmary

Yuri-ism what are you doing
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>>37636261
>Nobody questions the count UNTIL anon sees that OH SHIT WE GONNA DIE HORRIBLY!!
>Then, and only then, the vote turns out to be a mistake, the ONLY one in the entire quest.

Sure.
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>>37636342
Why are you even here if you hate everything about this
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>>37636342
>Then, and only then, the vote turns out to be a mistake, the ONLY one in the entire quest.

What the fuck does that even mean? The vote was a mistake the whole time. It didn't suddenly magically become a mistake when anon didn't like it.
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>>37636354
Only reason im still here is because ive been following since like thread 10. I want closure. I dont give a fuck about any of the waifus or hell most of the shit that anon goes retarded about.
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>>37636213
Malal was only noted to have died in walpurgisnacht -after- Kharn's flashback. During it, anons were wondering whether Malal was still around.

The entire Walpurgisnacht situation is the result of allowing Third to keep a grudge and taking the axes all leads up in Walpurgisnacht being complicated like that. If Kharn even just attempted to reason with Ahriman, like actually try to get the information what's so special about Mami, everything could have gone very differently. Note seeing Erebus's purity seal is also what drove Ahriman over the edge.

At the same time, if she didn't take the axes, Malal may have also died right then and there.
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The next time we visit Pinky, its going to be sooooooooooooo funny.
We: "Hey, Pinky, do you like our new look?"
Pinky: "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!"
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>>37636354

Shh, don't try and understand the troll, anon. Just step back and laugh.

Laugh! And grow fat!
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>>37636392
>Laugh! And grow HUGE!
ftfy
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>>37636392

>Laugh! And grow fat!
>grow fat!
>fat!

>not HUGE!
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>>37636401
>>37636410
>hugemind
Currently all we've grown are wings. Is that good enough?

wait how huge are our wings
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>>37636382
>implying Pinky won't just lewd her up anyways
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>>37636425
Even our wings are noodly.
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>>37636425
Well, they're mostly skeleton, so not very.
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>>37636425
>wings are actually a collection of flexing arms

This is the future we chose.
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>>37636425
according to >>37634260
HUGE
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>>37636445
>we were never homu
>we were never the transcendent one
>we were ball of arms meguca
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>>37636445
Now the important questions are:
1) Do we have independent control over each of the arms at the edges of each wings so they can grab things and lewd waifus?
2) Are they big enough so we can slam dunk without even trying?
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>>37636456

They're very large. Not so sure about HUGE.
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>>37636530
wings are usually huge by definition.

Of course, these are magic wings. so maybe not.
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>>37636526
Yes and yes. We can also make them flex really fast to achieve supersonic flight.
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But if we pick up Midori, will our wings get us off the ground?
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>>37636530

Taking Rebellion as a reference, the wings are huge. Like each wing is more than twice Homura's height? Also that scene where Akuhomu became a damn giantess. I wonder if we can do that too.
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>>37635485 >>37635486 >>37635488 >>37635491

"How can you want her back?" You ask the brown-haired one incredulously, your eyes wide. "She has broken every promise she made you. She spurned your feelings, forgetting you even existed, before finding solace in the heart of another." You turn towards the blonde. "She has been nothing but a burden to you, unreliable, unpredictable, unworthy of your attention. I ask you again, how can you want her back?"

"Because she's our unreliable, unpredictable, unworthy burden." The blonde one says gently, stepping forward, placing a hand on the brown-haired one's shoulder in an attempt for placation. "She has been working hard, very hard, to change for the better. Yes, we know she grumbles and complains and growls about it a lot, but she desperately wants to become the person she wants to be, rather than be someone else that Fate has decided for her"

"And who does she wish to be?" You ask, still confused.

The blonde answers with a smile. "Chiaki Matsuda, of course."

You shake your head here, before sighing in resignation. Closing your eyes, you begin to make their foolish request possible.

"I will never understand your kind." You murmur.

"Yeah, yeah. Just give her the fuck back already." The brown-haired one snarls.

And so you allow yourself to remember. Gently closing the opened gates in your mind once more with a touch of your psychic sense, and reopening others that have been barred shut by the flood.

Restoring yourself to what you once were. Not completely, of course. Just enough.

[1/2]
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>>37636213
Souji got a good end. Kharn had a death wish.

Sentencing Kharn to live with her shame wasn't a joke option, even if it was executed in joking manner. It was punishment.
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>>37636602

+ It is done, + You pulse to the girl squatting in the corner, two cigarettes stuck to her mouth, a full ashtray on the ground beside her feet. + You are yourself for a while longer. +

+ About fucking time, + You hear her swear, standing up. She moves to walk briskly past you, before stopping in her tracks. + Wait. Wait a fucking second. Do the wings stay, or-- +

+ They are a part of us, + You murmur. + Of course. They cannot be removed. +

+ What?+ The girl's expression turns sour. + WINGS? What the fuck am I, a fucking platypus? +

You frown here. + ...I'm quite sure Platypi can't fly, + You point out. The girl merely grumbles something foul underneath her breath, before running away. You let out another sigh, before opening your eyes for the last time, and--

. . .

. .

.

--see Wendy and Mami standing in front of you, concerned, tense, wary. As if uncertain of just what you've become. As if unsure wether to hug you or to continue beating the crap out of you.

Which, by the way, still fucking hurt.

"...Kong?" Wendy steps forward, her usually-hooded eyes wide. "Kong, are you--"

"It's me," You manage finally, wincing at how dry your throat is. Mangling your already ruined voice even more. You shake your head at this, before glancing down on your costume. The draft of it making you shiver. "Jesus Christ. This'll get...this'll get a lot of getting used to." You shake your head again, just wondering what the fuck had to happen for you to get stuck like this.

Oh, wait, you remember. Bad decisions. Yep.

"Let's go finish this shit before I die of hypothermia or something," You growl finally, pulling Muramasa from your Shield once more - and surprisingly, instead of the bullish hunger that had always assaulted you whenever you held it, the sword seems...tame for some reason. Sated. Still dangerous, but definitely more cooperative.

[2/3]
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>>37636617

Hnh. Well. That's a small miracle. Maybe you'll have another one later and your stupid fucking wings will fall off before anyone on the outside sees you with them.

"Chiaki-san, wait, your hair!" Mami steps forward. "The ponytail's come undone, it'll get in the way of the fighting!"

Well, of course it came undone, your transformation suddenly made it grow to its original fucking length again. Long enough to fucking touch the goddamn floor. You--

You glance at the golden katana in your hand, and it's here that you make a decision. One that makes Mami gasp in surprise, and Wendy to merely smirk in faint approval.

"Couldn't you have waited until we got back for a proper haircut, Chiaki-san?" Mami pouts at the thick lank of black hair you'd simply tossed to the floor like garbage. "It was really becoming you, and--"

"I think she looks better this way," Wendy murmurs. "More...aerodynamic. She'll need it."

"Funny, Cooldown." You return her smirk, before pulling out your Desert Eagle as well. Your wings - still unnatural, still alien, like some sort of shadow limb but actually real - twitching in sympathetic excitement. "Now, come on. Let's go save Oriko from the Prophet. While you still can."

And so you head off, nearly tripping over your own dress all the while.

...Yeah, this'll take some getting used to. No fucking doubt about it.
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>>37636596
Inside your own barrier, there's almost nothing you can't do. It's all perceptual.
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>>37636617
>WINGS? What the fuck am I, a fucking platypus?

inb4 canon
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>>37636637
>Our fabulous hairstyle is kill
bitch gon' PAY for that
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>>37636637
>lost the ponytail
I am sad as fuck now.
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>>37636637
>short hair Chiaki again

YES. YES. YES.
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>19:22 PM, local hour
>Test tomorrow
>Me: "let´s study!"
>check /tg/ on a whim
>MGNQ thread ongoing
but... but... test
>MGNQ thread ongoing
but...but...
>MGNQ thread ongoing
...
...

Sigh
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>>37636637

And that's that for this thread! Next week should be the conclusion, finally!

Thank you for everyone's participation, feedback is always great! We have only one writeup for tonight I believe, so I'll be answering questions as it's posted!
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>>37636637
>Ponytail is kill
Not my Chiaki
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Prose Magica: A Serious House on Serious Earth

Two hours. It had taken two hours for Prime to catch sight of her destination. The Callidus couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Her first journey had taken three times as long. A muted sigh escaped her lips as she pushed her cellphone back into her pocket. The device was little more than an over-sized pocket-watch here, wherever 'here' was.

Prime only allowed herself the rewarding sight of the double doors at the end of the hall for a moment before forcing her vision elsewhere. She strode silently down a narrow hall, only large enough for two people to comfortably walk abreast. Deep, intricately carved mahogany lined the base of the walls, which were papered with scarlet and patterned with gold designs. Potlights ran down the centre of the ceiling, basking the hall with an orange glow.

It was almost exactly like a posh hotel hall, she thought, save for the fact that it had been two hours since she last saw a door. Not a single feature marked the hall - only the ceiling, floor and two walls. Worse still was the complete and utter silence. The only sound that accompanied her was the grating noise of her own shoes scrunching against the carpet. Something struck her as... wrong about the silence. It was as if she expected to hear some some sort of white noise. Whispers, perhaps. Something to make her fears more than irrational. Instead, she was privy only to the sound of her own heartbeat and stifled breathing accompanying her footsteps.
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>>37636698
>>37636701
>>37636708
>>37636714
It's not like the OP pic didn't call it right off the bat.
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>>37636660
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>>37636637
>character development

Noooooooo!
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With another quick, shivering shake of her head, Prime withdrew her thoughts once more, clawing them back. She tried to keep her mind occupied, desperate keep herself from being lucid. When she finally reached her goal, she didn't want to remember a single step of her journey. She didn't want to think of the shapes on the walls that seemed to slither just on the edge of her periphery, or the dancing shadows that seemed to be cast by nothingness. For two hours, Prime fought to keep her focus, terrified of what she might behold should she lose it.

For a moment, she stopped thinking entirely. When she finally found her consciousness, she caught herself staring at one of the walls. Of course, there was nothing but simple, blossoming abstract designs. Of course. She used the thought to anchor her mind in the real. There was nothing unusual. And yet, why was it that - in some buried fragment of her mind - she couldn't help but shake the feeling that the markings were laughing at her. She could almost hear it, just on the precipice of perception. But, of course, there was nothing. Only deafening silence. Again, Prime pushed whatever thought she could into her mind and continued on.

Another agonizing hour passed before she reached the doors. They were at least ten feet tall, narrow and peaked with elegant golden angels for handles. She wasn't terribly keen on the angels' gruesome expressions, however. Nor the way they seemed to stare at her, even without irises or pupils. She wanted to blame it on her imagination. She very desperately did. But she knew better.

As quietly as possible, Prime tugged one of the doors open and passed through. She was met with the sight of one of the grand cathedrals of the Church of the Golden Land. Out of reflex, she almost made the sign of the cross before catching herself.
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>Decisions in mgnq have no negative consequences guys!
>lost the ponytail
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>>37636483
ball of homuhomu
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>>37636713
Thanks for running yo!
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>>37636713
Thanks for running!

So when are we getting lewds of all the other writefags?
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>>37636713
Can we actually fly?
Or do anything with those wings?
Will they stick around when we return to the real world?
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>>37636713
So, next week is the grand finale of the series, eh?

Have any ideas in store for a quest following this one, or are you going to take a rest?
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She couldn't help but notice the eerie darkness that shrouded the hall. It took her a moment of awe and two steps before she realized what was wrong. Not a single man-made light illuminated the cathedral - the only light shone through the numerous stained glass reliefs along the walls.

The largest was a grandiose rose window in the apse, casting its light on the altar. In the kaleidoscope of colours, Prime could pick out various figures and scenes. One of the figures, Prime thought, looked almost like a fish wearing a suit of armour. Another seemed to be a candlestick on horseback. None of it made any sense to her.

Prime had once asked Eliphas what the images behind the sanctuary were supposed to depict. Her reply came with a quiet, patronizing laugh and a shake of her head, as if to tell Prime that she could never hope to understand. Indeed, she didn't. "Deliverance," had been Eliphas' answer. After hearing her zealously tainted words, Prime had little desire to press the matter.

As she walked quietly down the right aisle, slowly approaching the altar, she could see several silhouetted heads among the pews, despite there being no mass going on at the time. Some were kneeling in prayer, others bowed their heads, while some simply seemed to be passing the time, admiring the artwork or reading. Strangely, she realized, none spoke beyond the murmured prayers of a few. Being teenage girls, she imagined they ought to be less concerned about religion and more about socializing. Prime couldn't help but admire their respect and dedication.

It didn't take long to find the innocuous wooden door to Eliphas' private chapel nestled off to the side of the right transept. It was too similar to the entrance for her liking - peaked, with the same angel for a handle, only miniaturized. For a moment, Prime considered knocking, but it was impossible for the Apostle not to know she was coming.
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>>37636713
Are we quite sure we can't put these wings away?
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>>37636791
pretty sure he just meant the arc
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>>37636713

My apologies, there's another writeup coming after archivalfag's! Keep those questions coming anyway!
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>>37636713

Thanks for running!
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>>37636791

I think he means the grand conclusion of the long-running Prophet arc?
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With a gentle push, the door creaked open, almost as though opening on its own. The chapel was modest dwelling, furnished with a few chairs around a table and a sofa along the right-hand wall. Even with as few as a half-dozen people it would have felt cramped. Much like the larger cathedral, the only light seeped in through a large window along the far wall, its curtains drawn tightly.

Prime's quarry sat at the table, to the right, sipping from an elegant porcelain tea set. Steam rose from another cup and saucer already set for Prime. The Apostle didn't even turn to look as her visitor stepped int other room.

Eliphas was an unusual looking girl, or so Prime thought. She was small and thin, giving the impression of doll-like delicacy. Next to Prime, who stood nearly six feet tall, Eliphas would have been dwarfed. Her hair flowed down the back of the seat, and would have reached her knees had Eliphas been standing. It was so pale as to be white, but under the proper lighting one would see shimmers of golden blonde.

Prime bowed her head as she took another step closer. "Good afternoon, Elly," she said, fighting to put a warm smile on her face.

Eliphas turned to face her. Prime almost wished she hadn't. After spending so long in the cathedral, the girl's skin had turned an unearthly grey colour. But it took more than unusual skin pigmentation to rattle Hydra Prime - it was the girl's face itself. Once, she would have been attractive - beautiful even - but that time had come and gone long ago. Her eyes were solid, milky white, and the scars... The scars made a shiver run up the green-haired woman's spine. They were no badges of honour won in battle like those worn by other magical girls. Eliphas' scars were carefully self-inflicted. They showed strange runes and symbols, deliberately carved onto her face as a sign of devotion. The most prominent was an eight-pointed star centred on her right eye, even extending to her eyelid
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>>37636819
>Prophet arc

Why not just call this the Freeza saga and call it a day? :V
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"Prime," Eliphas said, smiling with the sort of serene contentment that seemed reserved for the so-called 'enlightened', "come in to my home. Have a seat. What brings you here?"

Prime bowed her head again and did as she was asked. "We need to talk," she said. "Plans have... changed."

Eliphas cocked her head. Her expression seemed change in the subtlest of ways. Something hid behind her smile, and Prime swore that she saw faint movement in the white seas of the Apostle's eyes. "Changed?" She asked. "Changed... how? Has Miss Odette accepted The Word yet?"

"We underestimated her," Prime admitted. "Maybe we overestimated Vance. I don't know. Brighton didn't cave and now she's stronger than ever. Even if we got a last minute miracle, she wouldn't be turned fast enough."

The smile and warmth faded from Eliphas' face almost instantly. "Is that so?"

"Hey now," Prime said, putting on the same cold, biting smile that she often used on her own subordinates. "Your gal is the one that fucked up, not mine."

The Apostle's scars danced as her lip twitched, but she conceded. "So what is your plan now, exactly?"

"Joe's getting antsy," the Callidus explained, resting her arm on the chair's back in an attempt to seem at ease, "he wants everything finished 'fore the Warmaster's inauguration."

Eliphas cocked an eyebrow, incredulous. "That's impossible."

"Impossible is our speciality, hun," Prime laughed. "We'll handle everything, but I need everyone you can lend on standby. They'll get their pretty penny for the trouble, of course. How many can you get me?"

Eliphas thought for a moment, hemming and hawing as she tilted her head this way and that. "Perhaps a hundred," she said at last. "I can't say for certain on the spot. The Black Myriad, the Obsidian Roses," Prime mentally took note as the Apostle rattled off names, "the Mourning Angels, the Children of Bone, and, of course, The Inheritance. I can guarantee those at the very least."
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>>37636775

Hahaha, thank you for reading!

>>37636780

Yes, Chiaki can achieve high-speed flight, but currently only for short distances.

They will stick around, but she can ask for help in concealing them.

>>37636791

Oh, next thread is just the arc finale, hahaha!

>>37636798

There will be ways in which Chiaki can learn to hide them!
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>>37636713
Why not a new hair vote if it needed changing so badly?
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>>37636791
No we are going to leave the akashic realm, finally. I fucking wish the quest would end. I want actual closure dammit.

>>37636765
Anon, just fucking no.
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>WINGS? What the fuck am I, a fucking platypus?
ITS HABBENIG
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"It'll do for now. I'll have my people run checks on them."

Eliphas nodded, her serene aura returning as she sipped at her tea. "The Word has already spread to the Seventeenth's Vindicare rank," she said, just above whisper. "The Eversors turn slowly as well. Soon our ranks will swell with the faithful once again. You do us a great service, Hydra Prime."

"Now, Elly," the green-haired woman said, "let's not go there, m'kay?"

"It's natural to fear the Truth, Prime," Eliphas replied, her voice soothing, almost motherly. "In time, you, too, will conquer this fear and accept the Black Testament."

"Y'know, I think folks would be a lot more open-minded if you picked better names for things," Prime scoffed. She took a loud sip and chuckled to herself. "'I mean, really. 'Black Testament'? Name that one yourself?"

Eliphas glowered, burying her face behind her tea cup. "You would not scoff if you knew the profundity of the Truth. I know full well of the glimpses you've seen," the Apostle said. "You've walked our halls and gazed upon our wonders. You've watched the barriers between the material and the empyrean crumble. How long do you think you can deny the reality in front of your eyes?"

"Great speech, but lemme ask you a better question," Prime replied. "Why do you care so much? As far as I can see, getting me to go to church would only hurt your little operation here."

"Perhaps you don't see far enough."

Prime couldn't help but snicker. "Sometimes I worry that I've rubbed off on you a bit too much," she said before taking another sip. "Maybe I should be the one trying to recruit you."

"Ah, yes," Eliphas murmured as a wry grin crawled across her face, "Araghast, too, once thought I would be an asset to her cause. Look to what has become of her."

"Araghast was an idiot."

Eliphas simply smirked and took a long sip.

"Snarky little piss," Prime muttered.
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>>37636765

On the bright side, at least we can get it styled by Midori when it grows back out.

Hopefully she won't still be sore about that and give us a side-tail or bleach our hair and spike it.
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The atmosphere lulled into a comfortable silence, broken only by the occassional sounds of slurped tea and clinking of cups on saucers. The longer the silence dragged on, the more Prime found her eyes drawn to the covered window behind Eliphas. The Apostle's words came trickling back into her mind. She had walked the corridors of the cathedral. She had seen the wailing chandeliers and the halls of glass and bone and screams. It was an impossible structure built from a broken mind.

As if reading her mind, Eliphas turned to look longingly at the window. She seemed to breathe in the sight and bask in it, despite the curtains being drawn.

"You're curious."

The words slithered through her lips. For a brief moment, Prime almost thought she hadn't spoken at all, that it had been a figment of her imagination.

"Would you like to look?" Eliphas asked. She turned her head just enough for the white corner of her eye to show. Even without irises or pupils, Prime had the distinct feeling that the Apostle was staring straight at her. No - not at her -through her, at something buried deep inside her very soul.

"Not really," the green-haired woman lied. She couldn't deny that Eliphas was a master orator. She knew exactly how hard to push, and the precise moment and length of time to let up, allowing Prime's own thoughts to get the better of her. Prime only wished that her subordinates had such talent.

Eliphas stood, clutching at a tome that hung from her waist by a golden chain. Very slowly, she strode over and brushed aside a curtain, revealing a sliver only wide enough for her to look through. The Apostle's body heaved with a deep, profound sigh, as though she was never truly at peace until that very moment.

After staring for a time, she turned back, and asked, "Won't you join me?"

"That doesn't seem like such a good idea."
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>>37636855
I feel your pain. I am actually pretty new to this quest, but looking at the archive for it just makes me pee my pants. The fact that it gets bigger and bigger only makes it worse, lol.
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shit yes we kept the wings

Once we get back to the real world we're gonna need a relaxing back and wing rub from Midori.
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Eliphas' smile deepened, once again taking on that particular matronly air. "I assure you, your brain won't melt out of your ears. Come," she murmurred, "sate your curiosity."

"Peer pressure's a terrible thing, Elly."

"Would you like me to hold your hand?"

Prime glared at the Apostle. She recognized that smug hint of premature victory in the Apostle's expression. "You remind me of someone I hate," Prime muttered as she rose from her seat. "I've got calls to make, sweetie, so I'm gonna call this meetin' adjurned."

"So soon?" Eliphas pouted, stepping away from the window at last.

"While your sermons are passionately delivered, I think both of us have more important matters to attend to, don't you?"

Something dangerous lurked behind Eliphas' smile as she took her seat once more. She wore a very specific expression, caught somewhere between patronizing and... something else that Prime couldn't quite put her finger on. Again, the faintest hints of movement danced behind the Apostle's milky eyes.

"In that case," Eliphas said, "shall I have Daedalus show you out?"

"I'm sure I'll find the way well enough," Prime muttered. She had met the Architect only once before, but was already keen not to repeat the experience. "Y'all should really get some segways down here or somethin'."

"I don't think I will ever fully understand you, Hydra Prime."

"That's the idea," Prime said with a wink, “Elizavetta.” She curtsied, then disappeared through the door, the final seeming to hang in the air for a few extra moments.

Eliphas' lip twitched at the name as she turned her chair to face the window once more. As she felt the green-haired woman's presence fade, Eliphas thumped her gold-gilded black tome on the table and opened it to page marked by a red silk bookmark. Her finger ran across one line, the ink coming off the page like blackened ash.
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She rubbed her fingers together to clear off the dust and whispered, "Eques."

+My lady,+ a rough and grating, yet high-pitched voice replied.

"Follow her and find Vance."

+As you wish, my lady.+

The Apostle wiped a second line away.

"Episcopus," she called out.

+Your will, my lady?+ A second voice asked with a voice deep and rich like dripping molasses.

"Assemble The Inheritance. I wish to address them."

+It shall be done.+

Once more, Eliphas's finger reached for a third line, but hesitated. She clenched her fist, debating whether or not to call the final name. Several seconds ticked by before she finally shut the grimoire and shoved it to the side. Breathing a sigh of contentment, Eliphas sipped at the last of her tea.

"Someday, Prime," she muttered. "Someday..."

>And that's a wrap. Sorry for the big lull in writeups from me the past few months. I had planned to post this after a few more regular chapters of PM, but I've been stuck on the next one for a while and I figured I should at least post SOMETHING. I hope you enjoyed this little piece of villainous girls doing villainous things.
>Bonus points for whoever gets the reference in the title
>No google allowed
>Also have a bonus cutest and nurglest

>Your turn, number three~
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Where does the platypus thing come from?
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>>37636713
>>37636713
What does Chiakis soulgem look like now?

Like Homucifers? Or with that VII thing from Siberia? Mix?
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The Account of the Damned ch. 3 – shards of red

A week after I had been re-limbed, things were approaching…as normal as they were liable to get, though Enyo had to be beaten away with a stick before she’d leave me to resume my duties. And everyone else’s duties.

It felt like damn near anyone else of serious importance was laid up or drowning in paperwork, a terrible obligation that I had not managed to evade even the slightest by being conveniently crippled. Quite the opposite, really; since Arty was still out after her lengthy brush with the Grand Terrible Asshole of the World, and the High Inquisitor was ALWAYS up to her mosquito bites in paperwork even without the world ending beneath her, I had a stack that was literally as tall as I was waiting in the office once I finally returned.

Naturally, I had resolved to put THAT nonsense off as long as possible, load as much as I could on Enyo, and shred about half of the rest. The tactic had served me as well as any sword. No, for the time being, I…

Today, I decided I’d bug Arty.

Her room in the hospital wing seemed brighter than mine, as I stepped over the threshold. Her Majesty and the rest of the Pure Bloodline Crew had rooms set aside from them, the ones the sun caught just a touch better. The ones with slightly newer paint, slightly nicer beds. I would have resented that a few days ago, but I’d gone back to not caring now that I wasn’t stuck in a bed nearly soiling myself.

(1/=)
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>>37636978

A mix of both! I'll draw it for next thread!
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>>37636981

…Her hair was down, and it suited her. Didn’t see her that way often, it was…probably nearly as long as mine was, and you’d never guess. It looked a little pale, a bit too white – for that matter, so did she. Not quite all there at the moment, either, as she sat and stared out the window. It was hard to blame her - apparently the extraction team didn’t find her until a few days after Walpurgisnacht, just…standing there in the Point in a sea of grief seeds, murmuring. The squad with her was gone, but frankly, none of us were worried about whether Arty herself would come back.

And at the risk of sounding cold, we got a massive load of grief seeds out of the deal. Walpurgisnacht tended to be good for that, if nothing else.

I landed on the bed next to her with a pomf and a squeak, and she jumped, her hand snapping to where her scabbard would usually be. Whoops.

“Quite a welcome, Highness. You look, if I may, like hell warmed over.” I smiled and tried to play it off. She didn’t seem amused.

“It’s good to see you on your feet. In a manner of speaking.” When she spoke, it was slow and careful; she was biting back some barely-restrained irritation. Good, good. Arty was probably going to be alright. “We were…worried. That you wouldn’t be fit for duty anymore.” After a moment, she added, “Not that that’s…the only reason.”

“I know, I know. I’m not sure what I’d do, either, if it weren’t for…well.” I raised a blacksteel hand and wiggled my fingers. “…So, how’d it go? Run into any interesting witches? Mine, maybe? Always wanted to see what she’s like. Probably awesome.” Probably like a terrible monster of blood and steel and fucking chainsaws.

“That isn’t funny.”

“…No, it isn’t.” My smile faltered a bit, and there was a flicker of sympathy in her eyes.

(2/=)
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>>37636992
neat.
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>>37636999

“The truth of it is, I don’t remember much. Fighting with the puella I’d chosen to bring along with me, a…witch, of a rather personal nature. No, it wasn’t yours. …I’d rather not discuss it. And…” A flicker of hesitation, and the reassurance that Arty was still a terrible liar. “…I don’t remember much else before the extraction team arrived and I awoke back in the castle.”

I decided not to press her too much. Lord knows I didn’t want to talk about work too much, either.

“Didja talk to what’s-her-face yet, then? She know you made it out okay?” One of Arty’s…well, to be blunt, rare friends, apparently met her during one of those days we sent her off to the city to not work for a change. I think she was from the…Seventeenth? Sixteenth? Was there anyone in the Eighteenth? Couldn’t be the Fourteenth, probably wasn’t…bugger, doesn’t matter.

“…I’d like to wait for Doctor Liddell to finish picking my brain apart, and I’m sure we’re not the only ones with a lot to deal with.” I tried not to sigh, and made a note to get ahold of Frito or whatever her name was and let her know that Arty hadn’t kicked the bucket. Easier said than done. Without stealing Arty’s phone.

I made a note to steal Arty’s phone.

“She says you can’t avoid her forever, by the by,” she continued after a moment. “The doctor, I mean. I imagine she’ll start showing up in your doorway at night soon.”

I nodded absently – yes, that was about what I expected. Maybe best to bite the bullet. Or lock the-no, that wouldn’t work. Piss.

A few minutes passed as Arty returned to staring out the window, something inscrutable bubbling through her mind. I did the same, with a bit more scruting.

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>>37637020

I still wanted to pay Elcarys a visit, and…Enyo and I really needed to have a talk that I had no idea how to touch. This was a lot easier when we just killed witches, wasn’t it? …I wasn’t sure I had time for either today, or even in the immediate future. I’d have to check in with El before the Grand Post-WPN Dickwave, at least.

“…The flesh of the fallen angels,” Arty murmured, snapping me out of my little reverie. I had to ask her to repeat it, to make sure I’d heard it correctly. “You remember it, don’t you? From training?”

…Of course I did. It was part of the…rhetoric that the old High Marshall had been spouting, after she went nutters but before Gerty booted her and her cult out. The Lady Ahriman’s gospel. At length, I nodded, and she nodded back.

“It’s been on my mind lately. Since…” Her voice was uncharacteristically quiet, and I nodded again. …I could swear I’d heard whispers of it in my dreams, too, under the screaming. The little, niggling sounds that don’t even strike you as memorable until suddenly they’re crystal clear.

“…It isn’t normal, Raleigh.” She pursed her lips, and…well. I’d known Arty Pendragon a long time. We’d contracted at nearly the same time; we were basically kids when we started training in the Templars, and even then, I’d only seen fear on her face twice.

Three times, now.

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>>37637040

“…The Realm’s hard on everyone. Walpurgisnacht, doubly so. You’re a bit fucked in the head right now because…Lady knows how long you were actually in there, or what actually happened. But you made it out, yeah? Just…” I tried to think of something adequate to say. A kinder lie, something at least a little convincing.

“Just don’t dwell on it. Something in there struck a nerve, happens to everyone. Even me, now and again.” I winked at that and patted her shoulder, and she bristled a little. Good. I had no idea what I’d do if she started crying or something. Probably check to see if I was in a barrier. Or if I’d died and hadn’t…I could be a witch RIGHT NOW and not even realize it.

No, that was not a rabbit hole I was at all comfortable with going down.

I forced a smile and pushed myself to my feet.

“I’ll be acting in your stead as an aide and whatnot, so if you need anything done in an official capacity…I can grossly misuse my new power and make it happen. Until you’re feeling fit to fly again, at least.”

She didn’t smile at that, either. As expected of Her Majesty.

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>In the interest of not having ten more posts, the rest is on pastebin. It's giving me spam messages so I'll drop the link in the next post.

Thanks to everyone interested in reading! Decu has left the building, so I guess any other questions go to me or Archival, though I don't think either of us knows shit all about what most people want to ask right now.
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>>37637084
Why do you post under so many different names? I can understand for voting, but why so many for your writeups?
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>>37636713
Thanks for running!

http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html?tags=Magical%20Girl%20Noir%20Quest

Thread has been archived!

I was worried for a mome-
>RIP long hair
-nt...
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http://pastebin.com/83DFPKLE Pearly Gates 2: Waking Nightmare

Megumi encounters - outside a dream, this time - the songbird's forest.

Thanks to Steph for checking it, Deculture for running, and anyone who follows this for reading!

We'll have one more Pearly Gates writeup before I switch over to Human Resources again temporarily.

>>37637166

Well, Surprise Raleigh pretty much made my day, but I'm sure you could guess that.
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>>37636851
Soooooo, the wings are with us, but we can make them disappear and appear, or only conceal them?
And our dress is still the normal dress or the slutty one?
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>Prose Magica update
>Account of the Damned
well, fuck that tutorial, didn't plan on reading for it anyway
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>>37637084
I should probably post my pastebin too.

http://pastebin.com/u/Grizzlyniisan

Boom. Also yes hello I'll stick around to take questions too.
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>>37637166
Righteous, good enough. Spam filter was giving me a lot of shit, I think more for the image I was trying to attach than anything.

http://pastebin.com/KPZjdWP1 Direct link! I'll delete the other one.

>>37637112
I just always post with the name of the narrator. It's more of a tradition than anything, but I also write in first, so I worry the speaker isn't completely obvious.
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As long as we're posting pastebins...

http://pastebin.com/u/Malal Here's all of mine in one place.

http://wiki.magicalgirlnoir.com/index.php/Write-ups And here's where all the other writeups can be found. Unlike the first link, many of these are good.
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>>37637214
>>37637215
>>37637253
Thank you all for writing!

I haven't actually read your stuff yet Malal, but it can't be that bad, r-right?
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>>37637269
Malal's stuff is good
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>>37637269
Malal has one very vocal hater and one or two people that are vocal but more polite with their criticism, but I'd vouch for him readily. His writing is good.
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>>37637269
>Not reading Malal's writeups

Correct this error, heathen

>>37636981
>More Account of the Damned
>More about best pairing
>Pic related
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>>37637269

"Hahaha!", as they say. I'd recommend just about all the others first (with Attarou, Wendy, Twiceborn, Ratty and Archival probably at the top), but I'll try not to be too much of a waste of time when you get there.

>>37637284

Thank you! Honestly I'm always a bit surprised to see any sign that people in the thread are reading this stuff.
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>>37636954
Nice to see you again.

>>37637215
Alondight and Enyo are fun together.
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>>37637403
>Alondight and Enyo are fun together.

>“I suppose I assumed she just…jammed the whole thing in, I guess. Do you…did you want to try it?”

>“…What?” I just stared at her.

>“If you wanted to…experiment…I’d be willing to help.” The moment Enyo realized how weird this was, her face flushed a pretty pink. “…It’s natural to start to think about it, isn’t it?”

Indeed.
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>>37637316

Well consider me flustered and bewildered, but thanks! At the very least there are others that should take priority, though.

With that said, I have Plans for the next few writeups, so hopefully that'll not disappoint.
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>>37635460
The shade was not really Yuu
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>>37637403
It's actually a pairing I didn't even consider until Decu brought it up during YumaQuest, and it's worked out really well.

Enyo is kind of a creep, just like the rest of her family.
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>>37637671
How can you even hold all these pairings at this point
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>>37637690
She covers her walls in pictures of megucas and puts strings connecting them, like a conspiracy theorist but with shipping
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>>37637690
This one's easy - it's confirmed, canonical, and they already hooked up. That's like...the only one.

I think that's literally the only one.

>>37637712
This is also true though. All the strings also connect to Midori.
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>>37637719
Well obviously because Midori is a massive slut
This is also why she is a best
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>>37637719
>Midori
>implying it isn't Midori!Wendy (Mindy?)
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>>37637719
So tsun about Midori~
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>>37637719
>it's the only confirmed pairing
Everything I know is a lie
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>>37637762
True facts.

>>37637772
I will neither confirm nor deny this. Wendy's got some problems.

>>37637773
It's not tsun, I like her! I like her paired up with just about everyone. But not Chiaki.

>>37637810
Only confirmed pairing in my stuff, at least. Wendy banging just about everyone doesn't count.

Same with Tenko.
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>>37637833
>I will neither confirm nor deny this.
I'm now starting to think that all of the love interests are actually Callidus in disguise.

And all of them are Wendy.
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>>37637833
Tenko?
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>>37637833
Is it true that Mindy is best girl?
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>>37637916
>implying you're not Wendy
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>>37637939
Tenko.

>>37637953
Shit, you got me.
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>>37637939
A character in Attarou's writeups, massive slut, sooper lood, breddy gud
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>>37637916
And then Wendy was the idols.

>>37637947
Best extremely canon girl.
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>>37637987
>>37637991
>one of Wendy's characters
>only shows up somewhere else
I don't think I get it.
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>>37638018
Approved.
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>>37638018
That's why she's my skype avatar
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>>37638048
She was originally planned for the Second but there wasn't a smooth way to fit her in - however, Attarou had an excellent spot for her, so we hammered her out more thoroughly together. She's developed in some interesting directions since, and I'm grateful for what he's done with her.

I'll take her back eventually. Nobody escapes.
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All in all this went significantly better than I was expecting it to last thread.

And I TOLD you guys that just because we didn't get any information, doesn't mean we didn't end up getting SOMETHING out of this.
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>>37638158
I wonder what would've happened if we had chosen to forget being Murderface.

And also if we've killed best imouto and Risa.
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>>37638249
I doubt Ahriman has the capability to summon souls from golden weapons she doesn't even own.

What if the reason they wanted Mami was because Harumi died and they desperately needed a mother figure to keep the officio together?
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>>37637987
Okay, that's lewd. That's, like, super lewd.
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>>37638249
>I wonder what would've happened if we had chosen to forget being Murderface.
Almost certainly a bad end. Maybe after Decu's customary "THIS IS A VERY BAD IDEA ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DO THIS?" post.

Or maybe she would have fought her way back out of Homucifer's psyche and taken control by force.

>And also if we've killed best imouto and Risa.
I'm thinking no, but even if we did they were corrupted by Ahriman and probably beyond our help, even as an insane witch-goddess.
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>>37638286
Kinda like dickbutt desperately needed green back because their own callidus instructor fucked off into slavland?
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>>37638399
Kinda, yeah.
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>>37638286
Woah wait is my writing being brought into Serious Speculation Hour.

And after I went out of my way to write an irrelevant officio, too.

J-just assume I'm doing sinister cackling whenever people go theorycrafting, anyway. It's not too far off from the truth.
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>>37638629
With that kind of name how can we NOT suspect you?
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>>37638629
To be fair, unlike a bunch of others, yours was relevant to the main plot at some point.
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>chainsmoking black-haired grump gets a set of dark angel wings through bad decisions

So is Chiaki a haibane now, or am I just projecting harder than a hedgehog battery?
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>>37639042
Reki witched out, bro.
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>>37639109
>that fucking picture

I NEEDED THIS FOR REASONS

THANK YOU
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>>37639138
Read Riddle of Witch Flesh, then.
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>>37639157
>Read Riddle of Witch Flesh

oh my fucking god

oh my fucking god this is

is this

it is

IT IS

HOLY SHIT THIS EXISTED AND I DIDN'T KNOW? OH MY GOD I NEEDED THIS



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