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It is evening of the twentieth of December, of the year two thousand twenty three-
the rain is but drizzle and the dark sky is plagued by silver linings.
<span class="mu-s">--Status Report--</span>
▲ <span class="mu-i">Emma Imeredala</span> ▲
HP: 100
DP: 57,5 59,5 (Base) - 0 (Mind Rolls: (92), 54 > Magnitude 4 (52) = Save) - 2 (In Denial)
Mental Status: In Denial
<span class="mu-g">-A kind-hearted Magical Girl capable of imprinting her own intentions into other people.
-Her Magical Weapon is a two-handed scepter.
-She wished for a big, happy family.
-Currently preparing for her sister’s birthday, which starts at midnight, she has already spent over five tissues.</span>
Right now, Emma is finally not hugging her babushka anymore. She just broke her second glass of water (both made of /solid plastic/, the kind that bounces if you drop them) so her mother just kindly kicked her out of the kitchen. Still shocked by her meltdown this morning, Emma feels that her heart weighs half as much as it did the day before. As everything moves around her, the kind girl doesn’t know what to do.
ರೃ <span class="mu-i">Lucinda Newhorn</span> ರೃ
HP: 100
DP: 99 100 (Base) - 0 (Mind Roll: 90 + 10 = 100 = Perfect Save) - 1 (Normal)
Mental Status: Normal
<span class="mu-g">-A stoic-hearted Magical Girl capable of becoming free of anything.
-Her Magical Weapon is a gigantic crossbow that can turn into a scythe.
-She wished for freedom.
-Intrigued because the Order of the End didn’t show up to meet her, she keeps thinking about them.</span>
Right now, Lucinda is scouring the internet for information on how to make the only living woolly mammoth in the entire planet smell a little less worse. Said animal is currently laying upside-down on the floor, showing its belly. Ignored, it tackles Lucinda’s leg, who simply stands up and lifts the whole thing over her head.
Yet only five and a half seconds after putting it down, the mammoth is pestering her again- demanding to soar the skies even more.
