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14th ♫ | the nightingale is still locked in the cage

Kyouko Kougami/Reflector Heart CMO

A CMO/voicetest for Kyouko Kougami/Reflector Heart, an OC from a magical girl verse Daydream Reflection!

You're free to pop in with assumed CR, new CR, AUs and whatever else i'm not that fussy i just wanna thread man just plonk a character in a comment down below, give me a scenario and let's do some RPing!

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[ Heart's first instinct is to think that someone must be hurt. Hurt or scared -- she was scared the first time she arrived here alone and with no idea of just what was going on. So of course she goes pelting in the direction of the sound, flowers and crystals speeding by in a blur until she finds the source and skids to a stop. She staggers a bit. It's still taking a bit of getting used to, being this quick, this strong. So she uses that momentum to jog lightly over to the other girl, piping up with a question before she gets too close. ]

Um! Hey! Are you-- whoa, finally there's someone else! I thought it was gonna just be me forever but -- no, seriously, are you okay?!

Ah...!

[ For some reason, the idea that someone else would show up was the last thing on her mind - and on top of that, it's a really familiar voice. Wait... is that...?

It takes her a solid minute of calming down and making vague "I'm okay" gestures until she gets back to a point where she can string together an entire sentence out loud again. ]

K... [ Hiccup. Sniff. ] ...Kyouko...? Is that you? W-What is this place...?

-- um.

[ She's never actually thought too hard about what she'd do if someone recognized her as Reflector Heart. She's always just... assumed it wouldn't happen what with the pink hair and the flowing white dress and all. But now she's got a stranger calling her out right to her face like this she's a bit at a loss for how to respond.

For all of two seconds maybe. ]

How'd you know it was me?! I look totally different like this! My hair's pink! How'd you work it out?

[ Yes. That's the pressing issue here. ]

[ It doesn't occur to her until after Kyouko points it out just how different she looks. That's... the same kind of outfit that she's wearing, right? Did the same thing happen to both of them? ]

Well, I mean... your voice is still the same, and I've talked to you enough times that it was pretty obvious from that...

We've... talked?

[ ... That doesn't help. If anything, her confusion just mounts. Kyouko's fairly sure she's never seen this girl before in her life and she's certain she would remember a girl this cute! ]

You mean at school, right? Aaaare... we classmates, maybe?

[ Smooth. She's the smoothest superheroine. ]

Ah--

[ OH NO. She was so caught up in the moment that she let something slip. What to do now? Lie? Run away?

Actually... wait. If this is what she looks like, what she really looks like now, and if it's Kyouko, who doesn't even seem to really get what normal people would consider weird, then maybe...

Maybe there's nothing to be afraid of. ]

[ She stands up, and gestures vaguely to herself - to her body - while avoiding eye contact. She's a bit shorter than Kyouko, and wholly unfamiliar. ]

It's... It's me, it's... Ryouma Ichijou...

[ are

are there multiple Ryouma Ichijous at her school??? that has to be it. Ryouma is super tall and this girl is very small and cute and

nnnnooo okay she needs some context for this ]

Can you run that one by me again because I get the feeling everything I want to ask is probably super rude and you maybe don't need me to be super rude right now because you were crying and scared and I'm-- this is my first time doing this I'm sorry.

[ she says all this very fast and without a pause for breath. Good lord. ]

You're Ichijou? Ichijou, like, Ichijou-senpai, Ichijou? Wow, that stopped sounding like a real name all of a sudden...

[ aaaand there it is.

But... she sounds like she's trying. Kyouko is a good girl. She'll definitely at least try to understand, right? ]

I know, it's... really weird? [ She idly clutches her arm. None of the old muscle tone. It's half the size it was before. ]

I don't really know why this happened, but... I've imagined myself... looking like this before. I spent years... quietly asking God to turn me into a girl...

[ It seems like He finally listened. ]

[ Okay. Okay then. This is... not as complicated as it seems, is it? The Imaginaerium is a mirror: it doesn't show anything that isn't already there in the first place. It can't turn an apple into an orange, a dog into a cat... a boy into a girl.

So, if Ichijou is here and Ichijou looks like this then... Hm. Well. That's new. It takes a few moments of mental re-calibration to properly adjust to this new information but it's not as though it's the most shocking new development in her life so far. ]

Well, uh. It wasn't exactly God that did this... probably? I'm actually not sure who made this place but...

[ She rubs the back of her head, looking a little awkward. Not because of Ichijou. Just all of this. She's never had to explain this world to anyone before and she doesn't know what words to use. ]

It's called the "Imaginaerium". It's a world where you can be your ideal self. The person you really are. That sort of thing.

S-So then...

[ Those last words. "The person you really are." They echo in her head, over and over.

The person you really are. ]

The real me... really is...!

[ Uh oh, here come the tears again. She's not normally like this, she swears. ]

Oh-- I'm sorry-- no wait, is this good crying or bad crying? I mean, either way, I don't want you to cry but. If you have to cry then happy crying is probably... actually, okay, I'm shutting up now.

[ She pats herself down a little, like she's trying to find pockets -- as if she might have a tissue or a hankie or something to offer. Nada. ]

Are... are you gonna be okay? This whole... other world thing. I know it's a big shock.

[ Ryouma(?) nods a couple times - I'm fine, I'm fine - and at least composes herself faster this time. She wipes the tears from her eyes, idly lamenting that she's such a mess the first time she's ever gotten a chance to be even a little beautiful. ]

Sorry, I'm okay, I'm just... really happy...

[ There's a lot going on that would be hard for her to put into words. She just had something she's felt in secret for her entire life validated by the physical laws of the universe itself. ]

I don't really know how much you can answer, but I do have a lot of questions. Like... why did I end up here, like this? What are you doing here? Why are we dressed like this...?

[ "How do I get back" could be a pertinent question, too, but it's the furthest thing from her mind. ]

Uh, those are some real good questions, I feel kind of sorry that I don't have any real good answers to give you.

[ She has the good grace to look guilty about it, at least. ]

I don't know a whole lot about this myself -- everything I do know, I got told by the person who was already here. But she said it's something about... having a strong will to change yourself or a really strong vision of what you want to become. If you've got that, you can end up getting pulled in here and becoming a Reflector.

[ A strong vision of what you want to become does indeed match up with her, so that part makes sense, at least. ]

A Reflector... [ Combined with the magical transformation, it almost sounds like some kind of superhero. Experimentally, she tries hopping in place - she feels light, but strong. ]

Do we have to fight, or anything like that?

Ohhhh boy, do we.

[ She sighs and scrapes her cotton candy pink bangs away from her face. ]

Didn't you see any when you got here? The uh. The monsters.

The what?

[ THE WHAT ]

The uh-- you really didn't see them?

[ She balls her fists, squares her shoulders and makes a gesture that is probably supposed to convey the idea of something really buff. The monsters she's talking about look absolutely nothing like that. ]

The monsters. They're big and spikey. They look sort of like glass ornaments walking around on their own.

[ She kind of had other things on her mind. ]

Don't worry. If it means I can keep coming back here, I don't mind fighting a few monsters.

You're probably gonna have to if we wanna get home. I'm still kind of... not good. At this. I mean, I can do it! I've just never had to fight with, y'know, a partner before.

[ But she likes the sound of that word. Partner. It makes her sound a little bit less like a loser LARPing around in a fantasy world by herself. ]

Do you have any idea what your... powers are, I guess? Have you got a feel for them?

[ Ichijou looks at her hands. ]

I don't really know? I feel stronger than usual, but-- ah!

[ As a reaction to something or other, she starts glowing. ]

What's going on? I made myself glow somehow!

Ooohhh, glowing's usually a good start! I have no idea what you're gonna do but it's probably something cool!

[ I'm so sorry this is your tutorial buddy, Ichijou. ]

So, how does it feel? Do you feel stronger, like you're about to start flying...? Seriously, just feel out whatever seems natural and I'm sure it'll work out fine!

[ thanks for being so helpful Kyouko ]

Okay, I don't know what I'm doing but I'm just gonna see what I can do...

[ She closes her eyes and concentrates. As she does a circle of light gradually expands on the ground around her - when it expands to include Kyouko, she can already feel any sort of mild fatigue or pain melting away. ]

I think it's doing something. Is it doing something?

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no wait i lied

okay NOW it's done

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