today is march 16th which is the start of homura’s month and a half timeloop. on april 30th when she fails to defeat walpurgisnacht and save madoka she will return to this day to start over.

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today is march 16th which is the start of homura’s month and a half timeloop. on april 30th when she fails to defeat walpurgisnacht and save madoka she will return to this day to start over.
mami, alive: *alone, depressed, no friends*
mami, dead: *suddenly surrounded by the three people from canon who all look up to her*
Official madomami illustration from the Puella Magi Madoka ☆ Magica 4koma anthology Vol.3
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witchesstuffings:
Despite this being a punishment to make up for her theft, Kazumi had a lot of fun. To the point she already forgotten her crime completely. It made her want to try the same tactic at Tachibana-san’s restaurant, though it will be impossible if her plan succeeds back at Asunaro city. At least she got to experience working like this for the first time.
As much fun as it was, she definitely did work a lot, and that single cake slice had all the energy it provided worked off. Making her stomach growl really loudly in response to Mami’s question, and Kazumi letting out a small giggle.
“Hee hee, how’d ya know?”
With the other’s growly tummy, Mami couldn’t help but notice and let out a small giggle herself.
“Hmhmhm... Call it a senpai’s intuition.”
Suddenly walking around Kazumi and out from behind the table entirely, she would grab a hold of the other girl’s hand and begin quickly guiding her down the street, around a variety of other people and stands.
“Don’t worry about the table back there; that was also a rental. Instead, lets focus on getting you somewhere I know we can make your tummy happy at. Besides... I just got paid, didn’t I?” Turning her head around as she said that last part, she would stare and smile at Kazumi while also bringing up her other hand---just to flash a wiggling cell phone the other’s way.
siigmundcorp:
Eva had never been the best at self expression. Aside from the satisfied smile or annoyed glance, she didn’t physically express her feelings that much. So, she stared down at the streets.
Watching the people from the streets below… It fascinated her. She had always been a little bit of a people watcher.
“It’s weird to think about. Everyone down there has their own life… Their own story, a story that we’ll probably never get to be a part of. Isn’t that strange, or is it just a thought only doctor’s have?”
Of course, she couldn’t necessarily say that she’d never see those people’s stories- they may end up being her patients one day… But they would never truly experience her presence.
“Cherry blossoms, huh…? I don’t think I’ve seen one in person before. Especially not one in full bloom all year around.”
She’d have to make a note to spend time in Cortes.
“Reality, illusions… If it makes you happy, does the difference between the two really matter?”
“Mmmm, again, I don’t quite know about that. You never know when you might cross paths with any of the people down below us there, or just somehow become apart of their lives in some kind of way---possibly by even helping them.”
Sure, it would be improbable to assume you’d ever get to know them personally, or bear witness to their life story, but the chance of still affecting them was always there... Maybe those were just the thoughts of a hero such as herself, though.
Speaking of which...
“In fact, you mentioned just now that you’re a doctor? I would think someone such as yourself might think the opposite of what you said... It’s people like you who are all about saving the lives of total strangers, no?” Mami would turn away from the people below, and back again to the woman standing beside her.
One thing was for certain, though: this woman’s proclaimed line of profession would definitely explain her coat.
“But ah, I take it you’re not where I’m from then... From beyond this place, I mean; not the ward. And, what exactly do you mean by that now? Of course it matters; the difference between reality and illusion is just... well, that. One is reality...” she would gesture to... the world at-large around them, with her eyes, before bringing them back onto her. “...The other... isn’t. Unless you mean this place in particular, in which case...”
She’d trail off at that last part.
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halcyondigger:
You know some days, you just wanna see the sights. Mosey around. Live your life. Get some groceries as you ponder what might pair nicely with a good roast chicken for dinner tonight.
Then, out of nowhere, some blonde girl in pigtails starts laughing very loudly for some odd reason.
“Uh–? Hi, there…?”
Rock scratches the back of his head, perplexed at the rather abrupt attention he’d found himself receiving. Cosplay? What; was she talking about the convention thing that happened on some islands, with cat ears and other such business?
He was pretty sure she was the only one wearing anything like that… Maybe she was looking at a reflection on his armor?
“You mean the frills? Because I’m pretty sure that’s what you’re in, actually…” He answered, scritching his cheek with a finger. “It’s– a pretty outfit though, really!”
“...Huh? Me---Cosplay?”
Blinking hurriedly a few times, all signs of giggles suddenly gone from her voice, the girl would actually glance down at her attire as if to actually make sure she hadn’t suddenly transformed somehow.
No... No, she wasn’t in uniform or anything... Well, wait, actually...
...Wait, did he actually mean---?
“You’re not talking about my school uniform right now, are you? Oh no, no, no... This is just that: an outfit for school! ...Well, even if my school isn’t anywhere around here, right now.”
I feel like every time I save someone else, I’m saving myself just a little bit.
I’ll try my hardest.
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A loud crash could be heard from afar. Anyone within walking proximity might have been able to perceive the body of a girl being flung right into a trash can prior to the actual incident. The victim of such a barbaric act was facing three or four men, all different in height and size. However, she was also an active participant of this brawl.
Pulling herself up with difficulty, she pushes her body up by setting up both hands on the pavement. She proceeds to grab the trash can that formerly received her impact, now becoming a makeshift weapon – with great force, she threw it against her opponents without a second thought.
There were bystanders as usual (just like the regular people back at River City, innocent folk that didn’t meddle with the violent bunch), so the high-schooler had to warn them. She wasn’t about to be blamed over casualties!
“Get out if you’re not willing to fight!”
Indeed, Mami saw firsthand the other girl get flung into a trash can not far from her. The loud, metallic crashing sound that followed after only made it harder not to take note.
Letting out a shocked “Ah!”, the ringlets-sporting girl immediately rushed over to the other’s side, hair drills bouncing and schoolbag swinging with her movements, before crouching down beside her, worry present on her face---and soon, her voice.
“Are you alright?! Do you need me to call---”
She was promptly ignored, inadvertently pushed aside in the process of the other getting up, and then being left to only watch as she threw the entire, dented can at the men who had (as far as Mami knew), attacked this girl in the first place.
Simply standing there, almost as if it was out of respect towards her senior, and not just plain confusion and indecision on her part in regards on what to do next, the middle schooler could only watch as the brawl continued... while also perhaps standing just a bit too closely to the action herself, having not really heeded the other’s warning.
charmingsecretary:
Susie narrows her eyes at the girl. “Didn’t I already give you a chocolate?” Jeez. Some people really don’t like supporting their local businesses, huh?
She shakes her head, then procures another box of chocolates for her. She opens the box — indeed, there are a dozen, she can count them individually if she likes — then adds one more from the mostly eaten box along with a flyer for the Pandora Cafe and Susie’s Sweet Originals.
“Tell you what. Let’s round it up to 1050 Dust, alright? You have my personal guarantee these are not sponsored by DevoLine.”
“Deal.”
What can she say? Mama and papa really didn’t raise no fool. The real truth of the matter is she would’ve agreed to whatever it was Susie said or offered next, anyways. She was just lucky enough to actually haggle her way through things for a little something extra.
She’s already pulling out her phone to make the purchase, ready to transfer the Dust to the other girl’s account when she was.
“...Say, what are you, exactly? Some sort of automatic, robotic assistant slash candy seller for some shop? Do you work for this... ‘Susie’?”
She couldn’t say she’s ever seen anything quite like the other, but you’d be surprised; Mitakihara was quite the technological hub, and so the possibility of a candy-selling robot didn’t really seem to come off as all that odd to her.
gungnirclad:
ƒ. Wait a second, that wasn’t the answer she was looking for! Bikki was expecting a laughter or something akin… Maybe how she approached it was the issue? Maybe her whole idea was the issue. Well, no backing down, now. If you’re going ahead, see it through the end.
Her expression shifted to a mildly disconcerted one as she thought about her options, being at the other side of the glass and all. That idea eventually emerged. Tachibana took her phone out and began writing on its screen, placing it against the crystal once she was done with it.
‘Sorry! You looked kinda down so I thought that might cheer you up! ( 〃▽〃)’
“...............”
“...Oh.....”
“Oh... Ha... Hahaha...! Hahahahaha!”
Letting out a big enough, hard enough laugh that carried over even through the glass that separated the two of them (even if it came out a bit muffled), and which caused everybody else present in the cafe to turn and stare, Mami didn’t even care or take note of them. She was too busy laughing, and facing the window for that matter, as well.
After eventually stopping (and even wiping a stray tear from her eye), Mami would take a moment to pull out her own phone and would seem to type up something on it herself before pressing it up to the glass, back at the other girl.
‘Thank you, that was very kind of you. Would you like to come in here and join me? I would love to treat you to whatever you’d like.’
Bribing others with food just to hang out with her... she really was lonely, wasn’t she?
What happened to her for all the headless talk
Watch Madoka Magica Episode 1-3 on Netflix or Crunchyroll to find out, Anon
Teatime; [Closed]
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“Excuse me, Miss? Is this seat open?” How she had found this tiny, hole in the wall type of cafe, Kanon didn’t quite remember anymore. But ever since she had found it a few weeks ago, she couldn’t help but keep coming back. It was the tea, freshly blended before your eyes and steeped just long enough, that held her fancy. Collecting tea leaves was a secret hobby of hers, and the blends this cafe sold pleased her greatly.
It was hard to find things that she could enjoy in this odd place. She cherished the interests she came across.
“I apologize. There’s no other tables open and you looked a little lonely… If I am intruding I’ll find somewhere else.” Her grip tightened slightly around the warm cup in her hands, looking at the blonde expectantly.
For a girl like herself who sure hated being alone, she sure could be found that way a lot. She had made some friends since coming here, sure, but that didn’t change the fact she could still usually be found all alone in a place like this, when she wasn’t out walking around, exploring the city, watching for trouble, or just trying to see if she could find any clues about escaping this place.
In fact, she was in here right now because she had stopped for a break during one of her little excursions.
“Oh?”
For whatever the reason, she couldn’t help but find a bit of humor in what the other girl had to say about her.
“...Hmhmhm, I suppose I do look rather lonely, don’t I? ...No, no; you’re absolutely fine. Please, please! Sit down.”
Mami would gesture to the seat placed right out across from her at the table.
She would then proceed to follow the girl with her eyes until she sat down, before turning and looking around at all the other cafe-goers around them, loudly chattering away with one another.
“This place is a bit crowded, isn’t it? It’s not my usual.”
charmingsecretary:
“Hm?” Susie looks down at the box, which indeed, has less chocolates than should be expected from the cost. There’s a bit of chocolate smeared on what qualifies for her mouth, which she quickly wipes off with a monogrammed napkin.
“Oh, heehee! I guess I got carried away with taste-testing my own creation. My bad! Tell you what, I’ll send you a box with a dozen if you place an order in the next sixty seconds.”
She’s silent as she eyes the odd little robot of a woman for a moment.
...Or, whatever she is.
Eventually though, after just a few seconds, Mami replies.
“...A baker’s dozen.”
A dozen for what’s about ten dollars is pretty fair. That’s less than a dollar per chocolate... But this is for trying to get her with just two in the first place---supposed “taste-testing” or not.
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ashes-of-omelas:
Lothric smiles tiredly. Where do people find the energy? He didn’t know that Mami was so new. He flinches inwardly a little at the way she frames things; it sounds ‘better’ than his outlook, when she words it like that, and he feels an impulse to justify his reasoning. But he’s not going to start an argument about the true meaning of captivity at 8 pm in a shopping mall with someone who’s recently been separated from all of her friends forever. He’s going to have to talk about captivity with a lot of people, as this charity takes off. Perhaps he needs a blander, more factual story to hold alongside his personal one. It’s certainly not how he would have worded things if he knew what kind of raw, immediate loss Mami was dealing with.
“The fault is mine,” he says pleasantly, matching her energy. “I ventured into these conversational waters, regarding escape. You must forgive me, I did not know your experience of being brought here was so recent. I hope I have not upset you unduly. I am Lothric, my brother is Lorian. We would be glad to have your help. Our ‘web-site’ is already active, it should have the address of our office, and more information about our purpose…”
He looks back to Lorian, who’s already finding it on their phone. Lorian soon hands the phone to Lothric, who shows Mami.
“Bounty of Light,” he says, with satisfaction. “In Archimedes, near the Spirale Hole.” One of these days they’ll have business cards… so much to do, and somehow he already feels behind on all of it. “Should I text you the website?” he asks.
“Oh no, no; no need to apologize---Lothric? I’m Mami---Tomoe Mami. A pleasure. And, ah... Lorian? Thank you, thank you---”
She’s already turned between the two brothers and accepted the phone passed on from Lorian to Lothric to her, tucking the two coats she was still holding into the crook of one of her arms.
Brothers, huh? Mami would be lying if she said she had never wished for a sibling like that... And especially one so tall! It would help her for reaching up to pantries.
Scrolling through the website with one finger moving up on the phone’s screen as she gives it all a fairly thorough, but still speedy look-through, she nods her head along to what she’s able to catch of it.
“...Mmm, yes, yes. I’m familiar with the names of those two locations already, so that’s good.”
Extending the phone back out towards Lothric, she would look on at him with her now seemingly ever-present smile, after the one slip-up that had come from what she had said prior.
“I think I got the gist of it, but I wouldn’t mind a link to it anyways, just so I can review. I truly love the sound of it---Bounty of Light---and I think what you’re doing here is something that’s very much needed. In fact, I’m surprised no one else has thought of it yet before!”
She truly had no idea of how long people have been here for (Lothric and Lorian included), with it being something she hadn’t really thought too hard about, but, if she ever did find out, she would be even more shocked---and impressed.
gungnirclad:
♪ TIME TO TURN UP THE VOLUME @magicmusket !
ƒ. Did she just stop mid-walk to gently knock on a cafeteria’s glass, then wave at a complete stranger just because she saw her in what seemed to be a pretty gloomy mood? Bikki geniunely seemed to want to cheer her up but was this the way, tho? What a strange lad you are, Tachibana. Stop smiling like that, you idiot. At least this would probably steal a laugh from her.
‘Sad’ wasn’t a face Mami Tomoe liked to wear often. Not only did it clash with the image she tried to cultivate and maintain for herself of a ‘cool’, reliable senpai figure, but it also usually brought on far too many questions from those kind enough to actually show concern for her.
Questions she just wasn’t able to share the answers to.
Letting out a sigh as she closed her eyes after just staring blankly ahead at nothing for a while, a still steaming cup of hot tea in front of her, she would be stirred out of her thoughts by the knocking on a glass window beside her.
Immediately opening her eyes again and turning towards the source of the knocking, she could only look on in confusion at the girl behind the glass smiling and waving her way.
Slowly she would bring a hand up and wave back at them... if apprehensively, and with a look of confusion still worn across her face.
‘Do I... know them...?’