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☆ WEEK SIX ( MINGLE )
Magical Girl Raising Project
Monday-Sunday, Week 6

11 REMAIN?
Everything has changed. There's no announcement from Fav this week about a new motive. Things are eerily quiet. There's the slight rumbling of an earthquake every now and again. Things glitch. The barrier... is gone. The impurity levels have increased from a measly percentage to it being in 25% of the town. You've been warned not to touch it, and you've seen the results of someone doing such a thing. But there's something off... something strange. But what could it be?
This is the mingle post for week six, which covers Monday (4/24) to Sunday (4/30). 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
↪️️ROOMING ASSIGNMENTS
↪️️PROFILES
↪️️TASKS
↪️️ITEMS
↪️️PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
↪️️BONUS AC
↪️️BACK TO THE NETWORK?
↪️️FAV CONTACT
↪️️ROOMING ASSIGNMENTS
↪️️PROFILES
↪️️TASKS
↪️️ITEMS
↪️️PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS
↪️️BONUS AC
↪️️BACK TO THE NETWORK?
↪️️FAV CONTACT

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[ The hunter has never moved corpses before, is this someone else's work? Or are they really getting sloppier and sloppier so that the victim can still drag themselves away?
Miach will walk towards the police station now, but beforehand she looks back. Is the end of the trail discernible and if so, where does it end? ]
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Okay, into the police station we go. What's up with the entry area? ]
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That familiar face is pinned to the wall by their own scythe straight to the heart; some of their bandages are unfurled, revealing the burnt skin underneath and the many cuts on his arms, his stomach, his neck, his face.
Nevertheless, it's pretty obvious who this is by now, isn't it?
Issac "Zack" Foster is dead.]
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That's...... ah. Miach pauses in the doorway, gathering her thoughts (or more like a melancholic absence of coherent thoughts) before she wills herself to walk into the room properly.
Zack outlived Szayelaporro, but given his state a day later, she wonders if that joy was worth it. A small satisfaction in the big scheme of things. ]
... it seems now you have to count on me as far as that ritual is concerned.
[ As she stands before Zack, she reaches up her hand to brush over his cheek affectionately. ]
You seem to have fought back quite well. Congratulations, Zack.
[ She remains there silently for a while, leaving herself to quiet sentimentality, before a thought hits her and she peeks her head back out of the police station. Are there any signs of a fight outside, around the trail of blood? ]
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Miach...? Is... is someone dead again?
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...it's Zack. It's a mess inside, so you might not want to go in.
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[Recette freezes.]
Zack's.... dead?
[ You can practically hear the record scratch that Recette's mind does upon learning this.
It just.... made as much sense as Lady Edna's did.
None.
They were both fighters.
Strong.
Not weak like her.
The idea that she'd outlive BOTH of them never occured to her.
Both her Big brother and Sister figure were now gone
Heck
All her friends were dead.
Eliza, Taiki, Chiaki, Eruna, Lady Edna, Zack... even Tamamo she still considered something of a friend.
ALL
GONE
Recette vaguely notices oh hey she's crying as she tries to get around Miach to go in.
She doubts that he wouldn't have his scythe on him if he went out so... it's there.
]
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[The gasp at the mess is more of an gurgled sob.
At least he went out in a fight is the only thing her mind supplies oh so helpfully as she sees his body.
It's.... not good.
It took a lot to take him down.
She feels her stomach flip at him being pinned to the wall.
She recognizes his scythe.
Ironically she thinks this might be the first time she's seen it actually have blood on it.
She wants to break down and sob like she did with Lady Edna, Taiki, Eliza, and Eruna.
A few thoughts wander over to the alcohol she got out of the gatcha.
Maybe she should just leave and drink until she passes out.
Forget this ever happened.
But...
That wouldn't get anything done, huh?
]
....I-i hope y-y-you don't mind me b-borrow this.
[Recette mumbles to his body as she approaches, not really caring if she steps in blood on the way.
Oh god it looks worse up close.
But.
She doesn't want to just leave him pinned to the wall like this.
Recette shakily pulls out her magiphone to trigger the transformation into a magical girl.
She's pretty sure that she'd not be strong enough normally.
She reaches out to grab the long handle of the scythe, probably getting blood all over the cream colored gloves she's now sporting.
That's probably gonna stain so bad.
She doesn't care right now.
This reminds her of when she was trying to wedge the Nagitana into Eliza's corpse's neck to try and see if it would plug in the second trial.
This is sorta like that in reverse, right?
Shouldn't be too hard... (yeah right.)
Careful not to cut him open any further Recette tries to wiggle it out.
The squelching sounds really don't help and oh god she finally got it out and holy shit is that an heart piece on there or something what the fuck-
Aaand she probably should have thought this through as she has to suddenly drop the scythe and awkwardly try and catch the now unpinned body.
She's probably screwing up the whole crime scene and autopsy, huh.
She doesn't really care as she tries to lower Zack's body to ground instead of outright dropping him.
It's.... hard but managed with great effort.
She tries to arrange him into an more peaceful position.
She finds the room card and- how's she gonna break this to Crown?
This is the worst.
]
I'll... I'll take care of the hunter a-and M and bring you all back. I promise. s-so... just... just rest for now. O-okay?
[ She's not expecting a response. He probably can't hear her but...
She'll keep this promise even if she's the only one holding herself to it.
Recette shakily goes over to grab his Scythe off the ground and awkwardly tries to carry it the way she's seen him do it.
The position is probably off but... it's good enough.
She has an scythe to wash, an deerling to collect, and a bed to cry on.
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3/3 Done (Warning for thoughts of underage drinking above)
Recette had almost forgot about Miach being here.
Right.
She was Zack's friend too.
]
Hey... I'm taking his scythe until he can take it back. I'm... I'm sorry for messing with the scene. I... I didn't want to leave him pinned there.