Outsider Chronicles: Puella Magi Madoka Prisma
Getting reborn as a girl was...interesting. Getting reborn as a girl destined to either be a destroyer or a literal Goddess was a pain in the ass considering I don't fancy being either. I certainly didn't expect to take a staff to the face and dragged into a quest searching for cards. Maybe Kyubey would have been a better choice...
Welp, it was only a matter of time, but here we go, a proper female Outsider and its Madoka to boot! Of course, I don't do dark shit, even when the worlds already fucked, so lets see what happens when you add Kaleidostick Ruby to the mix, shall we? This'll be fun! Enjoy!
Chapter 1
You know, there are a few ways I imagined dieing, but choking to death and sashimi was not one of them. To make matters worse, my last thought as my brain starved of oxygen was 'I wish I'd told the chef to hold the wasabi'. Not the most poetic last thought, is it? Of course, death was not the end for me or I wouldn't be sat here, dictating this to you, now would I? No, instead, the next thing I became aware of was being pushed out of my Mothers uterus and being convinced that something was very, very wrong. I was proven right a few moments later when my barely mature baby ears picked up the first words of my new life.
"Congratulations, its a girl!"
Welp, this is certainly going to be...interesting, but I could deal. What I couldn't deal with was what my new Mother cooed when I was handed to her.
"Welcome to the world, Madoka Kaname."
Oh...shit.
And with the revelation that I was screwed from day one, I did the only thing I could and started bawling at the top of my tiny lungs.
Urg, anyway, even with my Soul being making me a tad more aware than other babies, my new bodies brain was (thankfully) much to undeveloped to actually remember what it was like growing up, thank god. That said, once I could remember everything, I found that growing up as a little girl wasn't all that different than growing up as a boy. Then again, what was I expecting? I was still mentally male and, although I wasn't experiencing to much dysmorphia, which suggested that my physical body was having an affect on me, I wouldn't find out just how much that would increase or not until I reached puberty...oh hell, thats not going to be fun.
Anyway, on the up side, my tomboyish tendencies helped me befriend Sayaka and, ironically enough, Hitomi, who originally was a right bossy brat who tried to get the two of us to act more like ladies. We put a stop to that by pinning her and tickling her into submission which, in the logic of preschoolers, meant we became friends.
I don't really have many stories of my childhood, or at least, none that are worth telling. Knowing that the future held little more than despair and either death or becoming a Goddess (if that was even possible), I did my best to be, well, normal. Well, as normal as a little girl with a 22 year old man in her head can be. That...sounded way better in my head.
Actually, now that I think about it, there is something I should mention. It was the event that first sparked the idea that I was both saved...and even more boned than I could ever have expected.
It was my 5th birthday and we'd all gone out to a rather nice restaurant that served some pretty damn good English style food. Steak and ale, cottage and shepards pies, top notch fish and chips, curries and more, all cooked to perfection by a chef with an accent so thick it could be cut with a knife. It was hearty, greasy and absolutely perfect. Even my family and friends had a good time, although I could have done without Sayaka convincing me to try some of her curry. I hated spicy food and have next to no resistance to the stuff, leading me to polish of my milkshake in one go and my tongue was STILL numb. I pointedly ignored my treacherous friends giggling at my flushed face as I hopped off my chair and headed to the loo, infinitely glad that my Parents had adapted enough to having an incredibly mature daughter to trust me enough to take a piss on my own.
After finishing my business, I left the bathroom and started heading back to the table, only to walk straight into someone coming the other way. Naturally, between a light little girl and a tall old man, I was knocked back off my feet and landed on my bum.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry little lady," said the man I'd walked into, "Are you alright?"
"Ah, yes I'm…" I started, but trailed off as I realized that he hadn't spoken Japanese.
He had spoken English.
Perhaps that's not too much of a surprise, but I was clearly too young to have really started learning another language yet (not helped by being the shortest in my class. Again) and there really wasn't any reason to assume that I'd speak the language. Plus, it was perfect and carried with it an aristocratic accent I couldn't place. I looked up at the man.
He was old and clearly not Japanese, with gray hair, a beard and red eyes, wearing a smart, black suit with a crisp, white shirt and well shined shoes that looked a little out of place considering that the restaurant, while good, wasn't upscale. He was holding a cane, but his posture was good, suggesting it wasn't really needed. He was also smiling a smile that made me want to run away. Oh, it wasn't a creepy smile or at least, not in the STRANGER DANGER sense, instead it was more like the smile of a child who'd found a new favorite toy.
"Thats good," said the old man, reaching down to pat me on the head.
Without thinking, I leaned back and he pulled his hand back, his smile only widening at the wary look on my face. Something about this man was rubbing me the wrong way.
"Oh yes, you are an interesting one," he said, "A real jewel in the rough, with the potential to do far more than any other. A Kaleidoscope of possibilities in such a tiny package."
He laughed, a booming sound that carried more than a hint of madness.
"Yes, Madoka Kaname, I think you'll do just fine!"
I stiffened.
"How do you…?"
"Ah, I understand its your birthday, yes?" said the man, rolling over me like I hadn't said anything, "I have something for you."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small package he dropped into my hands. I blinked and looked down at it, not even realizing I'd held them out.
"Who are…?"
I looked up, only to find that the man had vanished into thin air. I looked around, but there was no sign of him at all. How could such a big man have vanished so quickly and totally? Something was up here. I looked down at the package and was momentarily tempted to throw it away, but something stopped me. Instead, I tucked it away and hurried back to my family and friends. I'd investigate later.
Three hours later, I was back home and in bed with the package the man had given me sitting on the bed in front of me. I still wasn't sure why I hadn't just slipped it into a bin on the way home, but something told me that it would simply find its way back, one way or another. It was honestly rather scary to know that a man I didn't recognize at all knew me well enough to give me a birthday gift. Still, I somehow doubted that he intended to do me harm...directly at least. I had a feeling he'd put me in dangerous situations if it amused him, but hurt me himself? No, not unless I did something really stupid.
With that in mind, I opened the box and pulled out...a pendant that was an exact copy of Madoka's Soul Gem in her transformed state. Whats more, I swear the thing was glowing and, when I touched it, I could feel...something buzzing against my skin.
"What is this?" I muttered, turning the pendent in my fingers, before setting it aside and picking up the box.
Inside was a note, written on high quality paper and in English.
Colours swirl in space,
A Contract of Dreams and Wishes,
Refine the Magic Jewel.
I blinked. A Haiku? What did that have to do with anything? Was it some kind of riddle? If it was, it made no sense. Then again, I guess thats kinda the point. Then again...the old man had called me a jewel in the rough, which was more than a little strange. The saying was diamond in the rough, although I guess jewel works to. Still, I couldn't help but feel it was important somehow…
"ARRRG, THIS IS TO DAMN CONFUSING!" I whisper-yelled, rubbing at my eyes as I felt a headache start to form, "I don't know whats going on!"
I groaned and let myself fall back on my bed. I lay still for a moment, before picking up the pendent and watching the light play across the pink gem.
"At least its pretty," I grumbled, "And I guess it doesn't matter in the long run. I'll find out eventually, one way or another."
I sighed and slapped the pendent and box down on my bedside table, turned over and went to sleep. I dreamt of half mad laughter and endless swirling colours within the void.
After that...odd day, things mostly returned to normal and I spent the next 10 years being a perfectly normal girl before my life would inevitably go to shit. Nothing really interesting happened in that time and I don't feel like making a comment about puberty being a complete bitch, so lets move on.
The day everything started began with the dream. You know the one, I was running through a black and white building, searching for something even I didn't know. Eventually, I found an exit door and, with a mighty heave, managed to open it and exited out into a hellscape of twisted metal and floating debris. Silhouetted against the slate gray sky was the form of Walpurgisnacht and the lone Magical Girl who was able to fight her. I scowled.
"So, its time to begin," I muttered as I approached the edge of the twisted spire.
"Its too much," said the figure of Kyubey from where he sat.
I looked away from the little rat as Homura jumped back into the fight, dodging and attacking as best she could before a blow managed to hit her. I gritted my teeth. I hated not being able to do anything, even in a dream, but to give Kyubey the satisfaction of giving into his temptations….no, I couldn't do it. But if I didn't, then Homura would die, so what choice did I have? I couldn't just let my friend die!
"Then don't."
My spine went rigid as a new voice sounded. It was a voice I hadn't heard in years, but I recognized it anyway.
"I told you Madoka Kaname, you have a kaleidoscope of potential," said the old man, "All you have to do...is choose. Reach out and take hold of your own future. Take the power to change the destiny of you and your dear friends!"
My body moved on its own, reaching out to grasp…
I blinked. In the space between breaths, the dream had gone, replaced by the darkness of my room and the familiar scent of the stuffed seal I slept with. I moaned in annoyance and buried my face in the stuffed animals fur.
"Man, what a crazy dream," I muttered, "Even crazier in real life…"
I sat up and yawned, scrubbing at my eyes as I slid out of bed and stretched, the hem of my tank top riding up as I did. Streaches done, I headed downstairs where Dad was already up and looking bright eyed and bushy tailed as always.
"Morning!" he said as I made a beeline for my spot at the table where a cup of hot tea was already waiting.
I took a deep sip, sighed and smiled at Dad.
"Morning," I said, "Is Mom up yet?"
"Tatsuya's waking her," said Dad, "He might need some help though."
I sighed. Mom was even harder to get up then me at the weekends, which was saying something. Still, unlike me at the weekend, she did actually have to get up, so I headed for her and Dads room which, unlike the Anime, wasn't actually full of chairs. Actually, most of the odd imagery from the Anime wasn't present, although I suspect that was because this world was a tad more realistic.
Anyway, I slammed the door open, stomped across the room and threw the curtains open. Then, I crossed the room, lifted Tatsuya off the bed and grabbed the covers.
"Up and attem Mom!" I yelled as I yanked her covers off.
"GAH!"
Mom shot up as I hopped back, evading her flailing arms.
"Mama woke up!" said my baby brother happily.
With Mom up, the two of us headed for our daily dose of Mother/Daughter bonding over morning adulations, which was finished up pretty quick and ended with me tying my hair back in a ponytail with my pink ribbons. What? It actually looks good on me, although my hair was longer than canon Madoka, so my style was closer to Rin's. With that done, I grabbed my pendent and slipped it on.
"Looking good Madoka!" said Mom, "Your secret admirers are gonna be weak in the knees!"
I grinned and flicked my hair over my shoulder. I'm still not entirely sure how much my Soul affected my body and vise versa, but by this point I was certain that my body at least had an affect. I was far from a full on girly girl and was probably closer to Kyoka than Mami in terms of femininity, but that didn't mean I didn't like being called pretty.
With the morning rituals done with, we headed down for breakfast, which was excellent as always, before heading out just after Mom to meet up with my friends for the walk to school, grabbing my red jacket to stave of the slight chill.
"Hey guys!" I called as I jogged up.
"What kept you Madoka?" asked Sayaka, "Hey nice ribbons!"
"Heh, thanks," I said as we started walking.
The walk to school was, to put it simply, gorgeous. Between the tree lined paths and softly babbling brook than ran alongside the path, it made me glad that Mitakihara was much less urbanized than other places in Tokyo.
"Mom says that if a guy can't tell you he likes you to your face, hes not worth it," I said in response to Hitomi telling us about another love letter.
"Your Moms so cool!" said Sayaka, "Shes smart, strong and successful!"
"If only I could make up my mind as easy as that!" said Hitomi with a sigh.
"If only everyone could have your problems," said Sayaka.
"Heh, personally I think its pointless to worry," I said, "The futures always unknown, so we need to make our own."
I grinned and slung an arm around my friends shoulders.
"Besides, who needs boys when I got the best girls in the world!" I said.
"Wha...HEY, let go!" said Hitomi, her cheeks going red as Sayaka and I laughed.
After that little bit of fun, we had to hurry to school to arrive before the first bell where we were met by a rather annoyed looking Miss Saotome who treated us to a rant over her latest boyfriends misdeed. Frankly, I found the whole thing to be utterly stupid. Dumping a guy over eggs? Eesh, its no wonder shes still single! Not that I'd ever say that, I like my head where it is thanks. Also, how the hell did something like that not come up in three months? Oh whatever, its not like it matters. Besides, I want to see what Homura makes of me!
"Ahem, now thats out of the way, lets give a big warm welcome to our new classmate!" said Miss Saotome.
"Um, maybe that should have come first?" muttered Sayaka.
"Come in Miss Akemi!" called Miss Saotome as the door opened and the Magical Girl entered the room.
Naturally, the whole class erupted into awed whispers and, frankly, I can't blame them. Homura genuinely was gorgeous and her poise and grace, hard won by countless battles over multiple timelines, only added to her allure.
On a completely unrelated note, I think I still like girls.
She stopped in front of the room, her cool gaze sweeping over the room. It lingered for a slight moment on me and her eyebrows shifted ever so slightly into a frown, but if you weren't looking, you definitely wouldn't have noticed.
"Why don't you introduce yourself?" said Saotome.
"I'm Homura Akemi, its nice to meet you all," said Homura with a slight bow.
Saotome started writing her name on the board, before Homura turned and picked up the other pen to correct her. That done, she bowed and the class started clapping. As they did, she shifted and looked right at me. I just rested my cheek on my fist and met her gaze. As I did, my pendent slipped out of my shirt and caught the light and this time, Homura's frown was much more visible. A few moments later, a very confused looking Saotome bade the Magical Girl sit down so we could get started.
Eventually, break rolled around and, naturally, the other girls in the class gravitate around the new girl to bombard her with questions that she expertly fielded. I wonder how many times shes done this by this point?
"Theres something awfully mysterious about that girl," said Hitomi.
"Eh, I'm sure shes just nervus," I said.
"Hey, do you know that girl Madoka?" asked Sayaka, "I could have sworn she was glaring at you earlier."
"No, I don't know her," I said, "Although…"
I was cut off as Homura stood and walked directly over to us, stopping in front of my desk.
"Madoka Kaname, you are the nurses aid for this class, right?" she asked.
"Thats me," I said, "Do you need to go?"
Homura just nodded and turned on her heel. I sighed and got to my feet, my red jacket flapping slightly from where it was tied around my hips, and followed her out of the room.
Most of the journey was taken in silence, with Houmra sneaking glances at me out of the corner of her eye as we walked.
"You know, if you wanted to get me alone, you could have just asked," I said.
"What?" asked Homura, stopping in surprise.
"I can tell you've got something to say," I said, stopping as well and turning to face her, "So come on, out with it."
Homura stared at me for a moment, before she took a deep breath and looked me square in the eye.
"Madoka Kaname, do you treasure the life you currently live, and do you consider your family and friends precious?" she asked.
I blinked.
"Well, that was rather Anime," I said with a grin, "But yes, I do. I wouldn't give them up for the world."
Homura's expression twitched slightly, but she kept her gaze fixed on mine.
"Do you mean that?" she asked.
"Of course I do," I said, "What kind of scumbag would you have to be to lie about something like that?"
"Good," said Homura, her stance relaxing slightly, "Then you wouldn't do anything to change it, or the person you are. Otherwise, you'd lose everything you love. Don't change Madoka Kaname, stay as you are forever."
I stared at her, before sighing.
"People change all the time," I said, "Its simply part of life. Can you honestly tell me your the same person as you were five years ago? I doubt it. But your right, I'd never do anything to risk the people I care about."
I stepped forwards and met her gaze, despite the fact she was taller than me.
"Any of them."
Homura jerked back, her cool expression breaking for the first time in favour of pure shock, but I was already walking in the direction of the nurses office.
"Nurses office is this way," I said with a smile.
The rest of the school day was spent watching Homura utterly demolishing everyone in class and PE, all with the same cool expression. I did notice that she kept shooting looks my way whenever she thought I wasn't looking, but would always look away when I caught her. Guess I must have shaken the unflappable Magical Girl.
Once school got out my friends and I headed to the local mall to wind down and have a bite where Sayaka asked what had happened when I 'took' Homura to the nurses office, so I filled them in.
"S-she said what?" asked Sayaka, looking surprised.
"Weird huh?" I said around the straw of my drink.
"Urg, and here I thought she was super cool, but she turns out to be a total psycho!" moaned Sayaka, "Ehh, I hope she doesn't think acting like the weird transfer is cool! That's so Moe it makes me sick!"
"Nah, I think shes just super intense," I said, "Shame really, shes cute."
I smirked behind my cup at the funny looks my friends gave me.
"This must be a misunderstanding," said Hitomi, "Are you sure you've never met her before?"
"Ehhh, sort of?" I said.
"Alright, whats that supposed to mean?" asked Sayaka, "Either you've met her or you haven't."
"Welll, its weird, but I kinda met her in my dream last night," I said.
"PFFT!"
Both my friends burst out laughing.
"Ohh, thats awesome Madoka, the Anime character in you's really popping out!" said Sayaka once she'd stopped spraying orange fanta everywhere.
I just flipped her off and stole one of her chips.
"HEY!"
I stuck my tongue out at my blue haired friend as I enjoyed my spoils of war.
"Alright, no fighting you two," said Hitomi before Sayaka could retaliate.
I grinned at Sayaka, who muttered something about revenge and settled in to pout.
"In your dream, what happened?" asked Hitomi, getting the conversation back on topic.
"Thats the thing, I can't really remember," I said.
Technically true because I can't remember the details of the dream I had, although I did know what happened thanks to past memories.
"All I know is that it was strange and rather scary, even by the standards of dreams," I finished.
"If you want my opinion, I think you met Miss Akemi somewhere before," said Hitomi, "You might not remember it, but your subconscious certainly took note."
"That makes sense," I said, "All things in dreams are things that you've seen at some point, even if you don't remember it. Yeah, thats probably all it was."
"Hell of a coincidence though," said Sayaka, "Hey, maybe you knew her in another life and fates bringing you back together?"
"Heh, maybe," said Hitomi, before her phone buzzed, "Uh oh, its late. Excuse me."
She stood.
"Is it piano today or classical dance," asked Sayaka.
"Tea ceremonies actually," said Hitomi, "Even with exams coming up, Mother still wants me to continue taking them."
"Hey, I'm still going to my lessons," I said with a grin.
"Heh, yeah and I'm sure that no ones happy with that," said Sayaka, "Seriously, I'd never imagine a cute girl like you being interested in karate. I bet those big guys hate the fact you can throw them around so easily!"
I chuffed proudly. What? You don't honestly believe that I'd sit back and do nothing, knowing the future like I do, do you? I've taken Karate lessons since I was a kid and I'd got rather good over the years.
"Well, see you tomorrow!" called Hitomi as she jogged away.
"We should go to," I said, getting to my feet and sorting out my tray.
"Hey, want to hit the music store on the way home?" asked Sayaka.
"Something for Kyosuke?" I asked with a grin.
"Heh, maybe," said Sayaka with a sheepish smile.
"Fine, but only if we can hit Waterstones," I said, "I got a gift card."
Sayaka grinned and nodded.
Incidentally, I have no idea how a British chain of Bookstores ended up getting a foothold in Japan, but considering they were one of the best places to get foreign books that didn't involve importing them, they were a godsend.
Of course, I never got chance to use my voucher because, as I was browsing the music, I head Kyubey cry out. I froze, by grip momentarily tightening on the headphones in my hands, before I relaxed. There was no way I was going to respond to the little rodent, no matter how much he…
Suddenly, my spine went ramrod straight as a feeling of something very big and very, very dangerous glaring at me passed over me. Suddenly, I knew that not answering the call would be bad, much worse than anything that could happen if I did. My vision flashed and I saw what looked like the shattered remains of a battlefield, but the vision faded before I could get a proper look. Still, it left me pale and panting slightly.
"Ohhh, if I ever find out whos behind this, I'm gonna kick their arse," I muttered as I hung up the headphones and went after the sound.
I headed into an abandoned part of the building, brushing past the 'closed for refurbishment' sign and into the dark area of the building that was under construction. It smelt of sawdust and metal, not a place I enjoyed being.
"Hello? Are you there?" I called as I padded through the area.
Then, with a loud crash, a ceiling tile gave way and the rodent himself fell out, covered in blood and panting with pain. Little faker, he couldn't feel pain like that. Still, the feeling was still pushing me on and, no matter how much I wanted to stomp the little monsters head in, I dropped to my knees and picked him up. I brutally stomped on a shiver of revolution.
"Was that you?" I asked.
"H-help me," gasped Kyubey.
There was a loud clatter and I looked up, just in time to see Homura land, glare cranked up to eleven.
"Step away from that creature," she said, her voice tight with anger.
"Hes hurt," I said, "Did you do this?"
"This doesn't concern you," said Homura.
"Don't you know it?" I thought.
"But he called out to me!" I said, playing up the ignorant girl angel, "I heard him calling to me!"
"I see," said Homura, her glare increasing.
For a moment, we stared at one another, before a wave of fire extinguisher foam covered her.
"Over here Madoka!" shouted Sayaka.
"Nice timing!" I said as I scrambled to my feet and we took to our heels.
"Now shes attacking you in cosplay?!" gasped Sayaka as we ran, "Whats her deal? And whats that in your arms? It looks like a stuffed animal, is it alive?"
"I have no idea whats going on, but we have to help him!" The words tasted like dirt as I forced them out.
I have no idea who's forcing me to do this, but it had better have a damn good reason beyond plot convenience!
And of course, the Labyrinth chose that exact moment to open up, trapping us in a swirling mass of crazy images.
"W-whats going on!?" gasped Sayaka, "T-this is like a bad dream!"
"I have no idea, but I highly doubt its good," I said as we huddled together in the middle of a circle of bizarre looking puffballs with mustaches and a large number of floating scissors.
Then, a chain dropped down in a circle around us and a massive pulse of light erupted, blowing the Familiers away.
"That was close, wasn't it?" asked a voice making us turn to see Mami walking towards us, "Thank goodness, you rescued Kyubey for me. Hes a dear friend of mine, so thank you."
"H-he called out to me," I said, "I could hear his voice in my head."
"Ah, I see," said Mami, "I can see by your uniform that you both go to Mitakihara middle school. Are you eighth graders?"
"W-who are you?" asked Sayaka.
"Oh, thats right, I suppose I should introduce myself," said Mami, but paused as the Familiar started coming back.
They looked rather annoyed to say the least.
"Actually, its going to have to wait a bit," she said, turning on her heel.
I shivered as her Soul Gem started glowing. I could feel...something flowing out of it, washing over me like water. Was it her Magic? If so, how could I feel it? A faint warmth on my chest made me look down to see that the pendent was glowing slightly and the magic being released seemed to be flowing into it. What was going on?
Unfortunately, that wasn't a question I could answer right now because Mami opened fire and made short work of our attackers. It...was amazing to watch, even more so in real life than in the Anime. Mami's movements were utterly effortless, every shot a kill and not a single movement was waisted. In the time it took for Sayaka and I to draw breath in awe, the battle was over and the Labyrinth faded, its magic dissolving back into the either, with some of it being drawn into my pendent.
"Whoa, that was…" started Sayaka, but trailed off as Mami turned to face Homura as the Time bender landed lightly on top of a stack of boxes.
"The Witch managed to escape," said Mami, "If you want to catch it, I suggest you hurry."
"I still have work here," said Homura, her voice still tight.
"You don't get it do you?" asked Mami, tensing slightly, "I'm telling you I'll overlook this."
Homura shifted slightly, although I don't think she actually intended to fight.
"Honestly, don't you think it would be best if we didn't do this right now?" asked Mami.
There was a moment of tense silence, before Homura turned away and, with a flick of her hair, jumped out of sight. Immediately, Mami and Sayaka relaxed, although I was still tense. Mainly because of the monster in my arms.
A couple of hours later, I returned home with my mind werling. I don't feel like going into detail about what happened at Mami's house, but it wasn't that much different to the Anime. What was different is that I'd told Kyubey to get lost so I could think in peace. I had no doubt that he was still skulking somewhere, but I was alone for now.
I was staring at my pendent, which was back to its normal mysterious self again.
"What are you?" I muttered, "Why do you seem so familiar?"
As I stared at the pink gem, my peripheral vision spotted something through my window. I turned my head and blinked when I saw that a shooting star was streaking across the sky. I sat up and lent on the windowsill, opening the bay window to get a better look. There was something...odd about the way it was moving, almost like...it was controlled or something. Then, the light took a 90 degree turn and started shooting towards me at high speeds. My eyes barely had time to widen, before I had to duck below the window ledge to avoid being brained by the fast moving object.
I spun around, my arms already moving into a defencive position, but before I could, I froze in complete and utter shock and no small amount of horror as I beheld the...the MONSTER in my room.
"Ohh, those are some quick reflexes you got there," said the harbinger of disaster, "I guess making this contracts gonna be more work than I thought."
"I...who...wha…" I spluttered, before an unpleasant realization passed over me and I went white, "Oh fuck! That old guy was…"
"Oh well, I guess it doesn't matter," said the red stick with a gold and pink head with a five pointed star in the middle, "Hi, nice to meet you, I'm the Magical stick of Love and Justice, the super cute Magical Ruby! And I want you to be a Magical Girl!"
"...Zelretch," I finished weakly, "Oh hell, I'd rather have the rodent!"
Then, the events of the day, combined with the revelation and sudden introduction of something that might actually be worse than Kyubey caught up with me and I conked out.
...I regret nothing!
So yeah, our Outsiders Madoka and has already well and truly borked the timeline by being different than Homura expected. Add in an interested Zelretch and Ruby and, well, Mikatahara will be lucky to survive long enough for Walpurgisnacht to destroy it!
Can anyone guess what I have in mind for Madoka's pendent? It will be important in the future!
So, take your pick ladies, Kyubey or Kaleido Ruby? Either way your boned. Incidentally, should Sapphire show up as well? I'm not sure who'd get her if she did though…
I already have the Class Cards planned and none of them are canon Servants. That said, if anyone wants to make suggestions, I'd be happy to consider them. The only fixed one is Archer, simply because I find the idea I've got too funny to ignore. Any guess as to who it'll be?
Anyway, time to sign out. Don't forget to leave a review!