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{Hey everybody! I've created a full blog for Morgana and Marcy! It's here! I'll start replies soon over there!}
Reblog this if you are an active roleplay blog for the Madoka Magica
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even monsters have something they want to protect. and they’d kill to keep them safe.
Heart(less) and Soul (Gems) || Open
This was the third wave of dark creatures she had encountered today, and Morgana was not is good shape. Her Soul Gem was darker to reflect how much magic she'd used, and these creatures she was fighting didn't seem to be Witch's Familiars. There were no Witches that Morgana could detect either. No Familiars, no Witches, no Grief Seeds. This was quickly turning into a disaster. Morgana could only run, transforming back into her ordinary clothes to conserve magic. Her shoes clicked on the warm cobblestone street. If she wasn't preoccupied, Morgana might have realized that it was still twilight, as it had been a few hours earlier. She quickly rounded a corner, wheezing out her twin's name. "Marcy? Marcy?!" she said, her voice hoarse. Looking up, she noticed a huge clock tower up ahead. Maybe she could find help there.
Didn’t make this post earlier when I first made the blog buuuuuuuuuut I’m a new pmmm rping blog so maybe reblog this if you’re also a pmmm rp blog so I can get some interactions going because that would be pretty swell
Also like if you just post a lot of pmmm maybe
send me a † and ill reply wth what pokemon you remind me of
"This thing looked like Morgana, fought like Morgana, and even sounded like her. But this was not Morgana. This was Lark, in her truest and rawest form. A mother bird, protecting her egg."
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This is Lark’s Bird form. Notice the weird beak.
Here we have Morgana and her shield design.
I have never claimed to be an artist, but here is the first of a few drawings I've done of Marcy and Morgana. This here is Marcy!
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#I’M SO CONFUSED BY HOW 95% OF YOU GOT HERE #OR RATHER STAYED HERE
{So I managed to get some replies done today on the hotel computer. Don't know when I'll be able to do the rest.}
"Are you crazy?” -battleaxeandshield
Earthshaker had been called forth and within his grip moments after an electrifying light diminished. Cobalt optics glared wearily at a strange monster he sighted. Was it an Unversed? Terra hadn’t doubted the assumption as the dark beings took all sorts of shapes and sizes, but it seemed a voice caught him by surprise, now, causing him to abruptly halt and turn towards the source.
”Excuse me?” He returned, sharply.
"Whatdya mean, 'Excuse me?' What are ya doing in a Witch's Labyrinth? Ya trying to get killed?" Marcy nearly shouted. Morgana, who was following her twin nearly laughed at the scene. A fourteen year old girl was shouting at what looked like a knight. "Marcy, you know normal people can't help it when they get caught in a Labyrinth," Morgana scolded.
curious and yet he was still weary. visitors. maybe not the visitors he was hopping for. "who are you and why are you here? …. and i’m not a witch.”
"You're not?" "Told you so. Anyway, I'm Morgana and-" "I'm Marcy. We thought we were tracking a witch. "Instead we found you. We're sorry to disturb you."
❛ you wouldn’t mind if i help you : . . . would you ? ❜
"Not at all. I'd love some company."
Hi! I’m a new Homura rp blog! Could you please either like or reblog (although reblogs are preferred because that way more people see it) this post if you’re a pmmm rp blog? Thank you!