Mahou Shoujo/Shounen★Magica (Role-play)

[size=12]As the day wore on, Menolly sat through her classes, numb to the world that kept on turning around her. Students laughed, teachers gave their lectures, the clouds slowly drifted on by and out of sight, but she still couldn't feel anything. She couldn't feel her limbs, couldn't hear the voices around her go through their day. All Menolly could hear was the static in her ears, clawing it's way into her thoughts, nestling itself into her mind as if she were on standby.

And suddenly, colour - the world was moving again. Menolly blinked her eyes, ignoring the dull ache of her body in favour of looking around herself. People were leaving, grabbing their things and inviting each other to walk home. Her notebook was open on her desk, a page drawn on where it seemed like somebody scribbled all over it furiously. She barely made out a few words among the midst of scribbles. She looked to her hand, slowly, noticing the pencil gripped in her hand so tightly her fingers were turning a bit red. She let it go, let it drop to her desk and stood up, quickly.

"What's... wrong with me?"

She couldn't remember. This morning, her entire day, what she was doing even a minute ago before the silence and static stopped... nothing. She grabbed her bag, gingerly placed her notebook and pencil inside, and took her leave of school. Menolly walked home slowly, trying to once again enjoy the breeze washing over her, but felt no comfort from the stinging wind now. Her memories, gone; her vision, fuzzy. Was she even going the right way? She stood before the door to her apartment, swaying and confused. She fiddled with the lock and handle, and stepped inside.

"... Yuiko...?"

Her sister seemed to be sitting on her futon in the corner, softly fingering the strings of Menolly's guitar. She didn't hear her, a sad look on her beautiful features, her soft brown hair shading her eyes from Menolly's view. Was she seeing things?

"Menolly?"

Her sister was looking at her now with a bright smile, coming up to her and embracing her in the warmest hug Menolly had ever felt. She relished in it, trying to form the words she knew she'd been wanting to say since her sister had left. Left her behind, and found her own way, while Menolly wandered alone, muddled in the dark.

"I missed you."

As Kyubey walked towards Soju, Usami screamed at Soju "Soju listen to me don't make a contract with it, do you really want to go through what we through today again."

I look back at Usami-sempai.

"For this, yes...and after experiencing it for the first time, it won't be so bad the next and I can also train to over-come my panic-attacks.

I turn away from Usami-sempai, and I start to leave the abandoned house.

"Oh, and Usami-sempai. You might want to get home before it gets too dark." I say to sempai before I leave the house.

"If you would follow me Kyubey...or would you prefer I hold you on the way?"

Usami sighed at the response Soju had given her,"I guess her mind is made up," Usami thought to herself."Fine Soju, I can't stop you I just met you today but just promise me one thing, don't have an accident like you did today again, and you know what I mean," Usami screamed at Soju as she was walking away."Well I guess I shall head home, but man...today was just horrible.", Usami sighed as she started walking home.

I heard sempai's last comment, and my face starts to turn red.

"There is no way that will happen again. I will make sure of that...", I say to myself.

I start heading up the street, towards home.

"That's okay, I'll hang onto you!", Kyubey then swiftly scurried to Soju's right shoulder.

While suddenly, Aoi couldn't be seen around anywhere at all, its as though she vanished in a thin air.

After a while, Usami finally made it back home, once inside, she went and laid down on her bed. "All my groceries gone just like that...", Usami said as she stared towards the ceiling. While walking back home Usami remembered she had gone to buy groceries but realized that once inside the other world she had lost them due to all the running, "I should have never had followed that princess...now I have to wait till my next day off to buy more again..GAH!!" Usami yelled at herself. "I'll just figure it out tomorrow... ", Usami said as she went to sleep.

With Kyubey on my shoulders, I make my way home.

As I get back home, I take the back stairs up to my apartment. I open the door, and turn on the lights. It's a pretty modest apartment, it has one bedroom, one bathroom, and a living room/kitchen combo.

"Would you like anything Kyubey? You can go right ahead an make yourself home." I ask as I enter the living room.

Holding each other close, Emi and Varg set forth for the mall, which was a ways to go on foot. As they walked, a several people gave looks of astonishment or anger. A couple such as them that was so intimate and lovey-dovey in broad daylight, almost flaunting themselves, could only be irritating to those who saw them.

"Other than the dress, do you have anything you would like?"

"Now that you mention it, I...I need new lingerie." She says while blushing, looking away from Varg.

Varg chuckles and responds, "Sure, anything or any place in particular?"

"N-Nothing special... just a few bras and panties."

"Hmm..." Varg brings his face near to Emi's. He lightly blows into her ear, and lightly whispers, "...why not try something a little... erotic?"

"E-Ehh?" Emi shrieks, shuddering from the stimulus of her ear, and her cheeks flush red. Emi, being a bit too loud, causes a few others nearby to stare at them questioningly and with concerned expressions. Flustered, she stutters and whispers back, "E-Erotic?!... F-Fine! Well...but... you're paying for it all~!" with a mischievous smile.

"Hmm... it might be worth it~"

Emi pouts from Varg's insouciant response. They continue their intimate and carefree conversation as they gradually stroll through the streets of Mitakihara City, and they arrive at in the shopping district of the city.

The two are surrounded by the bustling traffic of pedestrians and vehicles. On a Wednesday afternoon, the activity in the city shows no signs of relenting, and would only continue to stir. Emi, entering the shopping district with Varg, stands amist the numerous buildings to her left and right, with mannequins showcasing vividly colorful and artistically designed garments behind the glass windows. Her eyes seemed to gleam with the sparkle of the shiny apparel. Like a child surrounded by its toys, Emi could not contain her delight and excitement, pulling at Varg's arm, indicating that he should quicken his pace or he'd be soon dragged across the concrete and asphalt. Not wasting any time, Emi marches over to a store that she, perhaps, was her premediated destination. Above it's entrance, the unlit neon sign of the store wrote its name in large, fancy, cursive lettering: "White Dahlia." As they enter the store, Emi, whom had been tightly clutching Varg's arm, finally lets go, to Varg's relief, and begins scouring the store.

Emi takes down a very peculiar and incongruous-looking dress from the one of the hanging racks on the wall of the store, and holds it up close to her body, aligning it to her figure. "Look, look! Isn't it cute?" she says happily.

"It's... a bit...."

The dress was indeed beautiful to Varg, with some of his odd tastes, yet he could not help but feel a tad dismayed and daunted. He could not describe the dress with words. Numerous questions appeared in his mind. How did a dress like that end up here? How did Emi find it? The thought of Emi even taking interest in such a dress was even more perplexing. Varg's concerns only piled upon one another, and he eventually, possibly out of desperation, decided to accept the incongruity of the whole situation.

"Is there something wrong with it?" Emi asks with a worried look on her face.

"There is something wrong with everything about it." He thought, but would never bring himself to say it. He forces his concerns regarding the dress to the back of his mind. Although omitting his earlier thought, he speaks frankly.

"I do love it. It would make you look amazing, Emi... or rather, it would look amazing on you, I should say."

Indeed, no doubt, if she wore that dress, she would be the center of attention no matter where she went. Varg is suddenly reminded of a powerful figure associated with him, whose name was Syncher.

Emi grabs Varg's wrist, dress in the other hand, and drags him into one of the changing booths and closes the drapes behind them. With a mischievous tone and smile, she says, "Darling, help me take my clothes off~" Varg is thrown off with the sudden request, but he happily complies. As he helps Emi, Varg seems to ponder for a moment, and says "Hmm... did you want to do it here?"

Emi becomes extremely flustered. "W-What are you saying?! Again? N-No way! Not in a place like this... They'll find us...and if we do it again so soon, I won't be able to even get up!"

Varg laughs at Emi's cute reaction. "Alright. I was just honestly curious if you wanted to." Emi decides to remove her clothing by herself, feeling too embarassed, and tries out the dress. Emi steps out, and as expected, Emi was an outstanding spectacle.

"You look beautiful.... and a bit frightening." Varg says the latter quietly so that Emi wouldn't hear. "I'll buy it for you if you want it."

Emi runs and hugs Varg and says, "Thank you~! A-And... y-you can pick out t-the lingerie f-for me..." she says while blushing.

Varg chuckles for a bit. "Sure, but do you have any...preferences?"

"You said you wanted me to get something... erotic... anything for you." She said determinedly, but with an embarassed look.

Varg smiles at her, and replies sweetly, "Then... I'll be sure to get the best for you."

"Y-You better!" Emi says as she walks back into the changing booth and changes back into her clothes. She leaves and hands Varg the dress, "Here~, you're paying for it after all." she says smiling.

Varg smiles happily at Emi, and pays for the dress. Satisfied, the two walk out of the store, Varg holding a bag with the dress in it. The two begin to leave the shopping district.

"I have an idea... would you like to go on a date with that dress, somewhere? I'll pay for it."

"Really? Well, sure! I'd love too." Emi replies surprised.

"Do you have any place in mind?"

"Hmm.. surprise me!"

"Haha, alright. When would be a good time?"

"Anytime, I can take a day off whenever, you pick a date that works for you."

"Then, how about tomorrow, after I show you my workplace?"

Emi nods, "Yeah, sounds great."

Varg happily smiles, but he could no longer shrug off his panging consciousness. He would have to, as painful the thought was, deceive Emi. He would make the preparations tonight...

"Oh, I seem to be mistaken."

"About?"

"This is the wrong way."

"W-Where are we going~?"

"I don't know, but we can get back to the road we took by cutting through this block. This should be the right way..." Varg takes Emi's hand and they proceed through several alleyways. However, Varg stops for a moment.

"D-Dear, is there something wrong? C-Can we hurry up? It's scary here..."

"There's someone there."

In front of him, Varg could see a high-school girl, although there was something peculiar about her. Varg decides to call out to her.

"Excuse me?"

Aoi saw a pair of a man and a woman, as she stood on their path, at an alleyway.

Before they saw her, her body shined as it returned to normal from her form as a Mahou Shoujo. "What is it that you want?", as she spoke, the two would be able to tell that she was NOT on a good mood, with that stingy and cheesy attitude she gave off from being frustrated due to the recent meeting with the two girls, especially the one who's going to make a contract with Kyubey soon.

I decided to make some tea, just some cheap stuff I bought a couple months ago. After the tea is done, I make two cups, just in case, and I head back to the living room.

"Here we go." as I set the two cups down on the table. "So, Kyubey. If we make a contract with you, you will grant us our one wish, and in return you will make us a Mahou Shoujo. So, what exactly is a Mahou Shoujo? And how would we be able to fight such creatures as witches and wizards?", I ask Kyubey as I start to sip my tea.

"Its okay, I won't have any tea... ", Kyubey said, after which he followed up by uttering the following, "The proper words would be on this case 'you', but 'us', anyway, a Mahou Shoujo or a Shounen is a person, with strong magical powers, to hunt down and kill witches and wizards. Of course, you fight with your powers.".

"Okay, so if I were to give you my wish, I would then receive my powers? How would I know what powers I would be given? Or better yet, what would my powers be based on? My wish?"

I take a sip of my tea, to whet my throat.

"Would there be any consequences to becoming a Mahou Shoujo? Or rather, what would happen if our powers disappeared?"

Emi stands behind Varg as the girl speaks. Varg brings his hand up to his mouth, covering it, to try and hide his pleased and amused expression. With her very first utterance, Varg infers several details about the girl. The person before him is easily controlled by anger, and has little ability to restrain it. She freely displays her irritation to a person she had just met, and takes no heed to discerning any circumstances before doing so. "What an insolent girl", he thought. Perhaps she was a spoiled one, too used to extravagance to know restraint. Also...there was something about the girl that interested him. But, anyways...

Varg brings his arm back down to his waist, and in a calm and collected tone, Varg speaks to the girl, "My apologies. I was merely about to inquire about what a girl such as yourself was doing here."

Emi grits her teeth. It seemed that the very moment that the girl had entered Emi's view, she had beget an insurmountable, yet inexplicable hatred for the girl.

Varg introduces himself.

"My name is Varg Vildjharta. May I ask what you are doing here?"

"Yes, your wish will determine the kind of powers you can gain, as a Mahou Shoujo. I'd like it if you hurry up and make a wish though, don't misunderstand, I know that you need time, its something quite important after all. But try to do it now if possible, of course, you can take time to think about this properly,", Kyubey paused for a moment and continued afterwards, "Consequences? I'm not sure how a Mahou Shoujo loses thier powers though, unless they lose their Soul Gem or you get hit by Haruka," Kyubey spoke while stretching his arms and legs now.

((OOC: This post contains my character, Aoi's move.))

Aoi strived to gain her equanimity back, and succeeded in doing so, flourishing her frustration and being all chintzy probably wouldn't help her while talking to normal humans, she felt.

She then sighed, and spoke, "Its nice to meet you, my name is Aoi Aoyama, I was taking a shortcut through this path, anything else you'd like to inquire of?".

"Now we are getting somewhere", I speak to myself.

"One last question... You said Soul Gems? What are they? And who is Haruka, and why, if I became a mahou shoujo, wouldn't I want to be hit by her?", I ask Kyubey as I set the empty tea cup on the table.

I think to myself, "Well, that was 3 questions, but I hope he doesn't mind."

"The soul gems is basically the item you'll receive after becoming a Mahou Shoujo, all Mahou Shoujo and Shounen have them. And Haruka is another Mahou Shoujo, who's an elite now, and has made a contract quite some time ago.", Kyubey answered.

"Well, that doesn't help much on knowing who Haruka is." I think to myself.

"So, a Soul Gem is an item that essentially marks a Mahou. So why would it be disastrous to lose it? If it's just a gem, it can easily be replaced."

"I hope he doesn't mind one more question."