It started in Tokyo- because, honestly, where else was it going to start? A giant monster rose out of the sea, and it seemed invincible... right up to the moment when a schoolgirl in a costume blew it to bits with a blast of pink energy. Soon, there were magical girls all over the place. Paris...
It was a quiet evening in Chicago- granted, quiet here just meant 'not quite enough to shatter eardrums', but it could have been worse . The 9 to 5 crew was heading home, and the restaurants and night spots were just beginning to fill up. Suddenly, a little green light shot through an...
It all started 20 years ago. A giant monster came to ravage Tokyo, only to be stopped by a preteen girl with a cute costume and pink energy blasts. Soon, magical girls started popping up in other place. London, Paris, Chicago. And you wished, more than anything, to be one of those heroines...
It was a crisp, fall Saturday, and Claire woke up with a smile. The brunette turned off her alarm clock and got herself dressed. Today was a big day, after all. Salome was supposed to be coming over for her first lesson as an apprentice magical girl. Claire mentally went over her notes- see her...
Well, it seems that a lot of people liked the idea of this, so we're gonna do it. The rules are simple.
1. One character being interviewed at a time. Keeps things from getting too chaotic.
2. The character being interviewed must post about themselves in an opener. Can be as long or as short as...
Just like it sounds. A place where you can post your characters, other people ask questions, and you answer in character. Personally, I think it would be a great way to develop your characters further, but I want to hear other people's opinions.
Rebecca took a deep breath, looking at the glimmering portal in front of her. The redhead had pink robes and a pointed hat from a costume shop, and an unenchanted broom from Walmart. When you learned you were a witch, you had two options: rage against the cliche, or embrace it wholeheartedly...
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Cassandra Sinclair got home from her 9 to 5 utterly exhausted. The coffee shop grind (pun completely intended) always wore out the young sorceress. If she never had to make another mocha again, she'd be happy. Her roommate/familiar, a demon named Jikariel she'd forged in the...