☆ WEEK ZERO

[raisingproject]

Magical Girl Raising Project

Monday-Sunday, Week 0

20 REMAIN

Welcome to the Magical World of Dreams and Magic! No matter where you are or if you're from a world with technology or otherwise, you've managed to find yourself holding a cell phone with the Magical Girl Raising Project preinstalled - a game with a rather deceiving title - with no way to actually uninstall it. Whether you're doing this voluntarily or tapped the screen by accident due to not knowing much about technology, eventually a magical fairy appears out of the blue from your phone and finally opts to speak.

"My name is Fav, and you have been chosen, pon!" For what, exactly? He soon explains that you, too, can become a real magical girl or magical boy and obtain power and help others. "If you really want to become one, just press the button here, pon. It's that simple, pon."

There's just something about Fav's voice that's so compelling, and you're promised many good things to come if you just tap that screen... but if you wait too long, you'll find your body moving on its own to do the action, as if possessed.

Once that's all said and done, you will find yourself blacking out and the next time you open your eyes... there's a very unfamiliar ceiling in a very unfamiliar bed. The place you've woken up in is a rather lavish hotel room; modern, yet has a somewhat old-fashioned feeling to it. It's rather nice, at least in comparison to the view outside.

Welcome to Town A, your almost stereotypical dystopian city in your almost stereotypical world. If not for the fact that you can't really leave, due to the barriers that encase the edges of the town.

As of right now, the clocks read 9 AM in the morning - it's time to rise and shine, sleepyheads! And as if that wasn't enough, the voice of Fav will remind you of such to meet up in the downstairs area for a very special announcement, although he won't force people to meet with him, as it's definitely not an obligation. You could always avoid the announcement. But do you honestly think that's a good idea, given that you're in a whole different world?

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This is the mingle for week zero, which covers Monday (3/13) to Sunday (3/19). Since this is the first week, there will be no investigation or trial. When posting toplevels, please specify the time and location. If you plan on having any private conversations, please notify us in the link given below.

↪️️LOCATIONS
↪️️PROFILES
↪️️TASKS
↪️️ITEMS
↪️️PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
↪️️FAV CONTACT
↪️️BONUS AC

Comments

[beyondmoe]

[B]

[BB strolls around town with his hands in his pockets, masking their tenseness. It's a bad time for all of this, that's one of the things he said to Fav that was true.

He's in the Gachapon shop, accommodating himself to the phone's item buying prospect. Seems strange that they would be tied like this. The wand and plugsuit are raising some eyebrows too.]

Is this copyright infringement?

[No sense in getting this wand if it doesn't come with any clow cards, though. Maybe in another game.]

[13]

[These tasks are all pretty beneath him, but. One of them involved both sweets and detective work, so he's grabbing it, because these are his pings. He's going to inquire in person about this pudding if he can. He hands the person a makeshift business card, that says "Rue Ryuzaki: Detective." In his other hand, there's a shopping bag containing a bucket of giga purin and a jar of strawberry jam.]

Hello. I am here to take the case. Oh, excuse me, the jam's for me.

[He fishes it out before handing over the bag and asking for more information about the thief. He's planning to do this on his own, but other magi can feel free to come and bug him anyway.]

[SJ]

It's time.

[After screwing around in the chat room enough to figure out that the avatars are what they'll turn into... he finds a place to finally transform.

As obnoxiously as possible, of course. Doing some unnecessarily extra poses with his phone, he shouts into thin air.]

Hatred, Fear, and Despair I call upon! Shinigami Jigoku... UNHOLY UP!

[...He's already contradicting the standards he set up. Listen. He's gotta play to his strengths.

Hellfire surrounds him completely, silhouette changing to a smaller girl inside and then dispersing slightly to change now oversized clothes turn into a more fitting skirt and blouse with detached sleeves, bangles like a skull hairclip and red riding hood materializing out of the burning air. He does a fancy arm sweep. You just watched a grown man turn into a girl.]

SJ

[hawthorned]

[That transformation sequence is one of the most disturbing things Dahlia has ever seen from start to finish. She doesn't know why she stopped to watch, but now that it's over she'll be on her merry way now. Heaven forbid the perv from the lobby attempt to engage her in conversation.]

[beyondmoe]

[Her head tilts way to the side, watching the young woman walk away.]

... Ehhh? Are you pretending you didn't see me?

[She sounds... cutesy. Is it better or worse that her voice changed to match her appearance?]

[hawthorned]

[She pauses more gracefully than you'd expect for someone who got caught trying to slink away. The new sugar sweet voice makes her skin crawl.]

I assumed you were having a private moment.

[beyondmoe]

Well thank you! That would normally be the case. Our identities could be a secret even from each other.

[She nods, twice, sagely acknowledging this excuse.]

Buuut the profiles mean that's impossible, so instead we can get to know our fellow magi all we want! No need to be considerate... Dollie-chan.

[hawthorned]

[She actually meant that because the last two minutes were so unbelievably stupid that she was going to leave Beyond with his dignity intact. Turns out he might not have any dignity to begin with. Oh well; she doesn't bother correcting him. ]

"Chan?"

[Slight headtilt..]

SJ

[imitationsoul]

[ That catch-phrase is... something. Enough to stop Miach from walking past, at least. ]

Fav doesn't seem to have enlisted the most positive people for the volunteer work around this town.

[beyondmoe]

[BB.... no, SJ looks over her shoulder with a curious look.]

Oh? If you've received a great name, it should not go to waste.

[imitationsoul]

I'm not judging.

But Hatred, Fear and Despair is not exactly the battle cry you would expect of designated community workers, wouldn't you agree?

[beyondmoe]

Maybe... but you don't need magical powers to do these tasks, either.

[imitationsoul]

Yes, it's all rather ominous. The tasks are so mundane, you'd expect them to be volunteer work that could be done in any city - not just a ruined one. Or maybe especially not a ruined one.

13

[raisingproject]

[The requester for this one appears to be a wealthy well dressed man. The type of person who probably seems more suited to caviar and an aged wine than pudding. And yet he is absolutely distraught over the loss of his beloved puddings, barely able to see the business card through his tears.]

Oh thank goodness, someone answered my request!

[Our distraught pudding connoisseur begins to go on and on about how horrible it was, and how he can't believe it happened again, and this goes on for some time. In the middle of all this, the following can be pieced together.

-The thief leaves announces their heists in advance.
-In fact, the newest note announced their intentions to steal the pudding he bought to replace the last round of stolen pudding.
-The thief appears to resemble a certain fast food mascot. He swears this is what he saw.

That's about it.]

[beyondmoe]

[But why would the Hamburglar have set his eyes on puddings... the plot thickens.]

May I see the calling card? I would also like to know if there are other victims besides you.

[And once he has it, he'll be checking the card to see if it's hand written or typed.]

[raisingproject]

[Continuing to sob, the gourmand points over to an end table in the hall, as if he can't bring himself to look at the thing.

It's on rather fancy stationary and handwritten, stating that at the appointed time, the Phantom Pudding Thief will strike once more, liberating such delicious desserts from those that do not deserve it.

The appointed time is in about half an hour, what are the odds of that?]

[beyondmoe]

... He certainly gives you a lot of advance notice.

[It is handwritten so he's sure he'll be able to match it in the event the thief doesn't get caught just from him guarding it. But this is all very silly.]

This may be a bit callous, but have you considered eating your pudding before he makes his appearance?

[raisingproject]

[That earns a stare like BB's grown a second head.]

Pudding? Before dinner?

[What even is this, do you even know how to eat pudding, good sir?]

SJ

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza stares at the transformation, before her eyes light up.] You're...so adorable!

[beyondmoe]

Uwah~! Really?

[She will do a little twirl then. So proud.]

[telecosmetic]

Yup! Although...your transformation chant sounded kind of creepy. [She was kinda nervous until she saw how cute your magical girl form was.]

[beyondmoe]

Creepy? [She blinks. What's so creepy about hatred and despair, doesn't everyone feel those.]

There is a 3% chance that my powers actually come from hell. I thought it would sound strong!

[telecosmetic]

Uh, I guess that's true. And it fits what happens during your transformation. But aren't hatred and fear what magical girls try to fight?

B

[zackthekiller]

[Zack crosses his arms, glaring at the merchandise.]

It's probably some crappy bootleg.

[He's also eying that bag of yen on sale. Who the hell sells money at a store?]

[beyondmoe]

[He looks over his shoulder, only vaguely wondering why there's apparently a mummy here...]

It seems to be a toy, though I'm not particularly concerned if it's official merchandise or not. Does any of it look familiar to you?

[zackthekiller]

[He probably gets that a lot.]

[Zack shrugs.] Not really. I think a lot of this junk belongs in some little girl's closet.

[A very questionable little girl who apparently has a zentai fetish? What other use can the plugsuit have, anyway?]

[He does notice that key's glowing for some reason. He instinctively reaches out to grab and examine it.] What's this?

[beyondmoe]

... A car key?

[Maybe it goes to that car that makes noises and doesn't exist.

That may not be a serious suggestion.]