Everyone set with going live tomorrow? If you don't have your sign up finished, that's okay, you can touch it up while we do the first scene.

I don’t have mine finished yet. I am still interested though! ^^

Well, this took a lot of thought and steeling my emotions. But here's the shut-in.

The Mundane

• Name: Jozo-sha Hoshiko
• Age: 30
• Sexuality: Has No Clue; she never really had the social life for it to matter.
• Appearance: If it wasn't for how little effort she puts into things, Hoshiko would be... Alright. Not ugly, just nothing special. As it stands however, she's never bothered with making herself look nice; it's been a decade since her last haircut and her black hair cascades down her back. She wears cold-weather gear all year round any time that circumstances force her out of the house.
• Personality: The decline has been hard on Hoshiko, she's grown to be resigned about her lot in life and the lack of any friends who aren't either her parents or communicated with entirely via text has made her awkward and cautious around people. Sometimes she tries to break the tension via a sarcastic remark or an attempt to angle the conversation into something she is enthusiastic about explaining, but it's rarely successful.
• Backstory: Hoshiko grew up being told she was special. A bright and inquisitive mind as a child saw her learn more than her classmates and some even pegged her as a potential Magical Girl just off her vibrant childhood energy. But then school stopped being playtime, started having actual challenge, stopped being something she could just get through off learning on her own interests. She didn't have enough classes in her third year of senior high, she couldn't manage anything more than half. University was out of the question, a one year stint at a community college and three years doing a two year course got her a qualification for a field she'd always wanted to be a part of but as her 20s rolled by was turning out to be more and more of a cesspool of social issues that didn't even need the qualification she spent so much time on. So the years rolled on as she sealed herself away in her room to wallow in comfort and occasionally make strides to improve her situation that last up to the first sign of difficulty. And here she is, age 30 with no job or useful skills or social life, still living in her aging parent's home. She's at the bottom of a deep well, and it's possible even getting the powers she was always promised won't be enough on its own to pull her out of it.

The Magical

• Name: The Fourth Maiden
• Appearance: Somehow the hair has grown even longer, draping a black stripe down the back of her flowing white outfit. Each movement disrupts a fresh shower of white petals from somewhere within the robes that effectively makes her every act in battle a storm of aesthetic blossoms.
• General Powers/Theme: Nature
• Minor Attacks/Abilities:
  • Use Razor Leaf!: Scattered leaves, edges preternaturally sharp, thrown from the sleeves of the robe with the precision of a mythic shinobi. When you pluck a leaf, any life in it so quickly fades away.
  • Aeoie Root: Springing forth from soil and pavement alike, whitewood roots seek to grasp the legs of foes and hold them still. Motion is a sign of life, what does it mean when they stop moving?
  • Regrowth: Injuries heal fast when transformed, even deep cuts knitting back up like cloth once the red has been spilt. Not yet. Not a coward. Not yet a coward. All at once or not at all, coward.
• Medium Attacks/Abilities:
  • Sol Inheritance: Invoking the divinity of far-lost garden of black, the Fourth Maiden wraps pale vines around the most important part of her enemy. While the vines can never directly harm whatever they parasitically cling to, all her allies can see where best to direct their blows. When a star dies, plants still bask in its light for aeons.
  • The Paleblood Rot: She draws forth from the decomposers, the bacteria and fungus and molds, for they are part of nature's great cycle too. The resulting burst of pestilent energy amid her dance of combat is a pastel pink, what once was sanguine crimson faded with her aesthetic desire. When each plant and animal dies, there is a feast for weeks.
• Major Attack/Finishing Move:
  • The Path Of Kainé: When the doomsday clock is eternal midnight, the Fourth Maiden accepts death and through it survival. Her persona becomes an inflorescent battleform; extra limbs and ivory flowers bloom from skin like the garden's alabaster, she becomes just for now perhaps more monstrous than her foe. In this moment most dire the bell tolls for her and whatever dares oppose her. When everything dies, everything is remembered.
• Magical weapon: A gun. It's wrapped in the same fabric as her robe, practically tied to her shooting hand. The shape underneath that shroud appears to be a fairly modern pistol shape.
• Transformation item: A fake flower made of frosted clear plastic with a small LED light assembly at the center. When switched on, it glows certain colors based on logic known only to her.

Accepted. Starter post going up tonight.

Starter up!

https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/posts.php?discussion=17044194250A52544800&page=1#1

Name:Yuriko Ebina

Age:35

Sexuality:Omnisexual

Appearance:Underneath it, she wears some jeans pants. And stilletos, thats all

Personality: The stressed as hell of the group, Yuriko is quiet, Reserved, but its Easy to know she is a overstresser, She looks cold at first, but she Actually is a Gentle soul Who wouldnt dare to mess things up. And a Adrenakine seeker, expect her to ride Ziplines and stuff just to get the kick

Backstory: Yuriko... did not have a Good childhood, not much is known about it, other then Her Mother was a Soapland Worker and She suffers from Dyslexia and Autism, which made be make fun of from having "A invisible Disability", Eventually, it went to the Point she Joined the Yakuza at the age of 16 just to gain some Respect. Well... Thirteen years and Two Yubitsumes Later, she ended up leaving them. Knowing damn that it could risk her life with stuff. (its short, blame me)

The magical:

Name: Crosshairs

Appearance: In the place, she dons a Silly Coat. Some Vests to Protect herself, Long ass leather pants, A t-shirt donning a Bomb with a Skull on said bomb. And sneakers, she is somehow wearing sneakers.

General Powers/Theme:EXPLOSIONS! and bombs

Minor Attacks/Abilities: Eyes to the Pipe (she can Make a Small Bomb And throw it to the enemy), Fireworks (she can Use a small thing and turn it into a Improvized explosion, Using it against the enemy, Gives a tad bit more damage then Eyes to the Pipe), รักษารักษารักษา (She can use Some Fire crackers to restore her health but only for a few HPS, And she can only do it to herself)

Medium Attacks/Abilities: Like the Northern Irish did (Unlike Fireworks, LTNID gives her advantage of using bigger stuff as a Improvised Explosive: a chair, for example), A little visit to china (Here, Crosshairs Can Use some Matches and Directly light up some fireworks, inflicting fear on both the enemies, and a small chance on the allies too)

Major Attack/Finishing Move: Interlude to Trinity (No, it is not a Atom bomb, instead she can Call out many big explosions, all at once, with the cost of Harming her Friends too)

Magical weapon/item (optional):

Transformation item (optional):Some rare two-colored goggles... they feel like a refrence to a certain character...

(i know damn she aint gonna be accepted)

Accepted. Surprise!

Is it too late to join? If not...

The mundane:

Name: Elodie Ross (though everyone calls her by her stage name, Roxy)

Age: 30, going on 31

Sexuality: Bisexual (closeted)

Appearance: Slightly above average height. Has blonde hair with streaks of pink throughout, in a bob with the ends poking out. Hazel eyes. Wears a black-and-pink shirt with 3/4-length sleeves and a vaguely feline creature on it. She wears bell bottom jeans and converse sneakers. Sometimes she wears a pair of neon pink ladder shades.

Personality: Energetic and will make sure you know that. Invested in her music, though feels like she could always do better with it. Polite to the point of obsequiousness, as is stereotypical of those from her country.

Backstory: Born in the city of Montreal to a pair of pharmacists in March 1993, Elodie Ross was never really a very prodigious child in school. She only ever got a C+ at most, and her teaches usually claimed that she was a very good student, but never seemed to do well on any assignments. During middle school, she discovered her passion, the thing that would define her future: music. Sometime around 2005 or 2006, she created a blog on which she would post her music and gush about whatever else she obsessed over at the time. In the early 2010s, she volunteered to participate in an American reality show akin to The Real World, which she was a fan of at the time. It was a weird experience for her, and she would later go on to describe it as "definitely one of the experiences of my life, eh?" Afterwards, she began to make a name for herself in the music industry, publishing several songs on places outside of her blog. Her most well-known song was a song called "Suzanne & Marcel", which she played using her cherished guitar.

The magical:

Name: La Musique Montréalaise (note the accent over the é)

Appearance: Her hair is now entirely magenta, and she dons a frilly shirt, a cyan calf-length skirt, and a pair of earrings in the shape of a treble clef. Her eyes are obscured by a fuchsia-coloured visor with strange, nigh-indecipherable symbols on it. Even she herself can't really figure out their purpose.

General Powers/Theme: Music-based magic, if that makes any sense.

Minor Attacks/Abilities:

• A peppy little ditty that can distract and/or stun an opponent for 5-15 minutes.
• Rhythmic chanting that can heal a wound. It works increasingly less effectively on larger wounds (so don't ask her to heal anything more than a fracture).
• Can manipulate sounds by turning them into a dart-like forme and directing it at a target^note Don't ask how. This is pure, unfiltered Rule of Cool. The power of the resulting dart varies based on the sound's volume - louder sounds = more powerful darts.
• Can reliably identify and utilise a number of pharmaceuticals, thanks to her pharmacist parents.

Medium Attacks/Abilities:

• Sings at a frequency at which she can control the minds of others. This takes immense amounts of practice, so she tends to reserve it for when she absolutely needs it.
• Intentionally bad singing that can damage a target and all those in a given radius. Said radius is usually determined by how loud she's singing. Louder bad singing = larger radius.

Major Attack/Finishing Move: A song that severely injures both her and her target within a short amount of time, think Perish Song from Franchise/Pokemon. Only to be used as a last resort.

Magical weapon/item (optional): Her cherished guitar, which she uses to perform most of her song-centric abilities.

Transformation item (optional): Her pair of ladder shades. During transformation, these become her visor.

OP, if there's anything I should change, let me know! Keep in mind that for the most part, I'll only really be available from 4 pm to 11 pm Mountain Standard Time. I should be available for most of tomorrow though!

Hi! Can I still join?