☆ WEEK ZERO

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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.

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everything is a goddamn disaster i'm sorry again

[mikooon]

MONDAY BLUES; TO MY BELOVED...

[After probably being utterly rejected for her city remodeling plans, Tamamo skulks around in a rather foul mood, scrolling around her magical phone. That's when she sees it: that header. "To my beloved..." It rings a bell in her. A familiar sensation. Yes, she's been in those shoes before, after all.

Whatever little remains of Tamamo's empathy is evoked upon reading the task. Yes! This is something truly worth fighting for!!]

RAAAAAGH! Tamamo-Super-Mode ACTIVATE! [She transforms on the spot.] Hm, I probably need a better tagline.

[In any case! To anyone unfortunate enough to be witness to her transformation, she's going to drag them along--] Quick! We must help a young heart in distress! Without love, this city will never regain its former glory!

[If no one is there to witness her transformation later, after she receives the parcel from the mysterious requestor (if it's growling, ticking, seemingly dangerous etc, Tamamo seems to not notice or is actively ignoring it), you can see her jumping door to door in the... numerous amounts of apartments. That's when she'll notice you passing by, and yell:]

OI!!

[She's polite.]

Could you pleeease~ lend me a hand here? ♥ I'm having an awfully rough time breaking into all these apartments to try to find the recipient. ♥♥♥

[Firstly: whether you can actually see Tamamo speaking hearts is up to you. Maybe hearts suddenly appear on your Magiphone as she speaks. Maybe she's talking to you through the chatroom. Whatever. The idea is: is breaking-and-entering-and-forceful-delivery really the best way to find this recipient?! What do they even look like?! Did Tamamo check?!]

WEDNESDAY WOES; PIE COOKING COMPETITION IN APARTMENT BLOCKS

[Due to breaking-and-entering into every apartment on Monday, she knows where all the ovens are, and will gladly tell you if you wish to... BAKE A PIE FOR FAV! (We will all regret this later.) Tamamo, however, who has... much pride in her cooking, is not willing to just let the glory of her hard work be shared.

After extending an open invitation on the chatroom, Tamamo has been busy at work, getting ingredients through... questionable means. (See: above-mentioned breaking and entering.) But, hey, who cares? Fav didn't say they'd deduct candies for crimes, just if they made his poor tummy upset. ♥]

So, you came... [Upon the fated hour, Tamamo is dramatically standing in front of the apartment block she named.] Well! I hope you've gathered your ingredients! Go to these apartments [insert random numbers here] for an oven and working kitchen! Go, go, goooo! Only the greatest shall prevail!

[P.S. Tamamo's using the best oven for herself, btw. Though, all your ovens are workable. She's not that much of an asshole, it's okay!]

FRIDAY NIGHT FEVER; VAMPIRISTIC TENDENCIES COME OUT! ♥ LATE NIGHT SAKURA INN

Who's this guy, asking for a sample of magical blood?!

[Tamamo is generally pretty freaked out by this request. As a magic user herself, she knows exactly how much they can fuck a person up. However... she's also rather curious. Blood magic, hm?]

...Well... [She immediately turns to the person next to them.] Do you want to give me some of your blood?

[what]

WILDCARD; NAUGHTY NAUGHTY, WALKING IN ON A WOMEN UNPREPARED

[Anything else you want. ANYTHING]

Friday

[theotherother]

[That's a question all right. Let him think about that one for all of a split second.]

Hell no.

[That request already looks super questionable, and while some part of him is glad someone actually asked rather than just taking his blood for questionable stuff (thanks dad), the answer's still no.]

You're not seriously gonna take that one, are you? Everything about it screams stay away.

[mikooon]

Well, I expected so.

[Still! Her eyes are sparkling.] Once upon the time, I would've shied away from the dark arts, having been a divinatory once myself. However, should we not learn as much about this strange city as we can?

[She lounges back on her chair a bit. Tamamo is completely relaxed when she says:] Of course, I won't give blood myself. But we don't have to give our own blood, as long as it's magical, right?

[Wait, is she suggesting--]

It'd be fun to see what happens! As long as it's not my blood. ♥

[theotherother]

[After all of that, he just makes a confused face and decides to ask another question of his own.]

What the hell is wrong with you?

[Because something very clearly is.]

Monday

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods when she gets dragged along.] Yes! Magical girls fight for love, after all!

[Later, at the apartment:] Can't you just knock?

[mikooon]

But, what if they're asleep, and don't answer?! No, no! I have to make sure every person's apartment is checked!

[The present may or may not be growling and shaking erratically now. Uh... is this... really a love gift?!] Though, perhaps you're right. We need a more methodical way of going about this.

[She scratches her chin.] They only said their beloved lived in 'one of the apartments'... perhaps we should lure them out, instead of going to do! Make them prove their devotion!

[telecosmetic]

Well, if they're sleeping and we barge in, we might scare them! [She glances at the box, but doesn't seem that concerned. Hey, people give Pokemon as gifts all the time where she comes from.]

Lure them out...oh, I know! We can play romantic music outside! That's how it always works in those romance movies!

Friday is the worst day. CW for abuse and implied gore.

[zackthekiller]

[Zack froze in his tracks when the fox woman asked for his blood. Yes, the request was sick by itself... Yet a blur of vagely familiar faces flooded his thoughts.]

[First was dear Dr. Danny, the man who used to worked the floor above Zack's back home. Danny was an eccentric sort. He always seemed to have a new glass eye in his right socket every time Zack saw him. He had a collection, as Zack correctly assumed; Plenty of eyes in many different colors. Browns, greens, reds, various shades of blue... The last time Zack saw Danny, he had put in a weird eye with two pupils crammed on the same surface. It made the doctor look even more insane as he cackled with euphoria, with his tongue hanging out of his mouth and his hands raised to the ceiling. The enthusiasm in his voice when he sung the praises of his latest victim's "beautiful peepers" still affected in Zack's mind like he was standing right in front of him.]

[Then there was Cathy, a sadistic prison warden whom Zack barely knew. He didn't know any of his coworkers that well, but he's heard rumors... Horrible things about the sorry fate of her inmates, and what unspeakable tortures she subjected him to. And the grave digger... The one who was on the floor Zack was stuck on before he got here. There was probably some sick reason his grave was a lot shittier than Ray's, and yet...]

Why in the ever loving fuck should I give my blood to you?!

[Sorry you're getting yelled at, Tomamo. Your question was just too demented, even by his standards.]

[mikooon]

Oh, on edge today, are you?

[Tamamo already doesn't expect good responses, but she didn't expect to be yelled at either. Instead, she just shrugs and waves her hand.] Now, didn't your parents ever tell you to not yell at a lady? Especially when she asks a polite question.

[It wasn't polite, but...]

Though, we all know there's someone in this city who wants magical blood. Who knows what they're involved in? Did you run into them?

[She would think his outburst is due to having run into this requestor, and not things from his world back home.]

[zackthekiller]

... Oh, this is for the task?!

[That shoots down Tamamo's theory.]

Why can't you give that sicko some of your own damn blood?!

[Zack's an orphan by the way. He'd tell her, but he's too focused on the blood issue.]

friday

[hihiou]

[ ?? What's going on here. ]

Hell no! Who knows what kind of shit that guy'd manage to do with that.

[mikooon]

Oh, come on, just a bit.

[Don't do it...]

He probably can't do much. Maybe.

[hihiou]

No fuckin' way!

[ he's so rude. ]

If that guy can't tell me why the hell he wants blood I ain't even considering it.

Monday

[shining_finger]

[Upon being yelled at, Moeka pulls out her phone to message Tamamo a response.]

wtf? I don't know how to break and enter. I'm not some kind of criminal, lol.

[mikooon]

[Tamamo furiously texts back:]

THIS IS FOR LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!

[...]

Pretty please? Maybe you'd get candies~!

[She can only text with one hand. The box is rattling and hissing (?!) rather loudly in her arms, and she's scared it'll run away if she lets go.]

[shining_finger]

... what's that you're holding?

Monday mayhem

[enthrallingly]

...goodness. You're certainly going to a lot of effort to find this person.

[Using methods that she had no problem with whatsoever. If she had been doing this herself, she would have used similar methods. That is... if it hadn't seemed like so much work.]

Just what is so important about this package?

[It doesn't LOOK like it's worth a whole lot. So then what exactly is the big deal?]

[mikooon]

Of course! It's a task of utmost importance!

[The box growls menacingly. Tamamo either does not notice or pretends it's not happening.]

It's a request to deliver a package out of love. Is that not reason enough for its importance? [While saying so, she kicks open another door.] Hello?! Anyone awaiting a present of love in here!?

[...Is this really how it works?]

Sigh, this is what happens when they only specify 'they live in the apartments'. How am I even supposed to find them?

[enthrallingly]

...out of love?

[That is something she knows a thing or two about. At least-- the unrequited kind.]

Ohohoho... this person clearly doesn't understand the first thing about love! If they can't even do something as simple as bring their loved one a gift, then there's no helping it. They'll never win over that person's affections using such weak tactics.

[...says the most forceful and stubborn third wheel in all the netherworlds.]

wednesday!

[unidolize]

Good afternoon, Tamamo-san!

[ GUESS WHO'S READY TO RUMBLE...here with bags of ingredients for her dessert pie! ]

I hope you're prepared for the ultimate showdown! Let's begin!

[ i have no idea how good of a cook dia is in canon but she's probably decent so. just gonna run to one of those apartments and get to work asap...even if the oven isn't...great... ]

[mikooon]

Yes, let's begin! Nothing will defeat me, even you, Dia Kurosawa!!

[Be honored, you're the first person whose name she actually remembered correctly. Probably because it's Japanese.

Tamamo rushes to work! Though she may have cheated a bit with the oven, she's at least fair on only starting the cooking on the stipulated time. She grabs slabs of Mystery Meat from the fridge (...they smelled nice, and other slabs that were in the fridge were eaten by dogs happily, so it should be fine, right) before chopping and mashing it up. She marinates it with other Mysterious Spices That Didn't Make Her Puke When She Put It On Her Tongue.

The pie's crust, now still a pillowy dough, is gently laid into the pan and the filling put in. After that... Tamamo realizes she has no idea how to fold the dough on top.]

Hm.

[These pies are an obvious Western style, so... yes, she has a perfect idea...

How's Dia doing?]

Friday

[perfectbeing]

[Aaand Szayel will just take a step back after that little request. Really, if anyone should be asking for samples it's him.]

Still curious despite the outrage over it, are you?

[mikooon]

Of course! It must be someone interesting to ask for magical blood.

[She nods.] Perhaps someone terrifying, or someone who has no idea what they're dealing with. Nevertheless, we should be able to survive having a blood curse put on us, right?

[N...no?]

Friday

[buylowsellhigh]

Wh-whaaaat?

[Recette eeps and jumps away from Tamamo, clearly startled at the request.]

M-my blood?! B-but I need it! If you don't have blood you're dead!

[She probably wasn't asking for that much Recette.]

[mikooon]

Oh, not all of it! Just a pinprick. Enough to fill a small vial.

[...What was the word that pink-haired guy used?]

For research purposes!