Ennui 2018/05/19(Sat)12:06 No. 885097 ID: 1e7a69
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What do you look like?
What do you like best in life?
What's your special skill?

And most importantly

Are you a Good Witch or a Bad Witch?

Whatever we choose, looks like we are going the route of gay witch

Like best in life: video games
Special skill: hypnotism/mind control
Bad Witch

>What do you look like?
young, darkish skin with faint tattoos that seem to glow when exposed to direct moon light.

>What do you like best in life?
Power

>What's your special skill?
Always seeming to find trouble

>Are you a Good Witch or a Bad Witch?
Good

>>885097
>What do you look like?
Currently favouring your own take on the Elegant Gothic Lolita look, heavy emphasis on the Elegant. Slimmer fitting and less frills, tending almost towards 1920's high fashion. The goggle-like sunglasses kind of ruin the look (the filigree you added to the rims helps but a little), but your eyes are too sensitive to avoid that.

>What do you like best in life?
Being crafty. As in crafts. A needle and thread, a dab of paint, a saw and chisel, an arc welder, a potter's wheel, even smithing. You love to make things, and you pick up new skills with aplomb. And have an enviable workshop.

>What's your special skill?
Disassembly. No uncouth explosions though, you excel at breaking things cleanly and neatly down into their component parts. Buildings into bricks and beams, vehicles into nots and bolts and piles of scrap metal, boulders into gravel, trees into log and twigs, people into... well, you'd very much like to avoid that.

Good Witch who is clearly the one on the left.

>What do you look like?
Take a piece of clay. Throw it around in the dirt and asphalt. Now shape it into the most oversexed, perverted shape you possibly can.

That's you. And you're looking to change that.

... Though, you plan to focus more on the magical plastic surgery to your Frankenstein face than reducing your proud bustline...

>What do you like best in life?
You are a huntress. You stalk and force whatever you want; food, sex, knowledge, it all comes to you through the hunt.

>What's your special skill?
Your entire body is... different. Lethal attacks will destroy a portion of your memories and cost calories, but will not kill you. However, you can die from starvation or dehydration.

There are other strange abilities locked within you, but you can't use them yet.

>Are you a good witch-
or a Bad Witch.

Appearance?
>>885107
Likes?
When a plan comes together.(granted, video games are an easy source of this)
Skill?
An extraordinary sense of smell.
Bad, but we try not to let it define us.

>>885107
This. Good witch, with the magical aesthetics of a bad witch.

looks like good and bad are tied so far... I wonder if there is a neutral option.

>>885107
You're some kind of psychic, this is what I would've picked. So I will.

Ennui 2018/05/19(Sat)19:57 No. 885187 ID: 1e7a69
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You have what you would call an 'elegant' style - though when you go into town it turns heads. The glasses you wear are more utility than fashion, but you like the look anyway. Your gaze has a certain effect on people that makes direct eye contact impossible, the hypnotic gaze has gotten you in trouble in the past. Since adopting the glasses though there haven't been any incidents. You still take additional precautions though.

Clearly, you're a….Witch.

Ennui 2018/05/19(Sat)19:57 No. 885188 ID: 1e7a69
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But you try not to let it define you.

Ennui 2018/05/19(Sat)19:57 No. 885189 ID: 1e7a69
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The arts have always called to you and you've spent your whole life doing what you love - creating. Your paintings sell very well, your magic infusing them with strong emotions that seep into the viewers, impacting their mood.

Your training began a few years ago and as far as you're concerned, this birthday is just a Saturday. You haven't celebrated your birthday in quite some time, it's just been you and your familiar for a few years now. He's lovely company (he is your favorite kind of animal after all) but he's not much for celebration.

Ennui 2018/05/19(Sat)19:58 No. 885190 ID: 1e7a69
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…Where is he anyway?

>>885190
Perched on the bowl on the table, drinking sugar water.

He's a hummingbird, after all.

Your sand cat familiar buried himself in the litterbox.

>>885191
And by hummingbird we mean it's literally a humming bird. You taught him to hum you some songs with your hypnotism when you were depressed one day to make you feel better. However ever since you taught him to hum songs, he liked it so much he won't stop humming songs at times to this day. It's a little annoying at times but it makes him happy and you still love him anyway

Even the ribbon doesn't help keep track of him. He is such a spritely tardigrade.

With luck he isn't on the roof again, or eating clothes. Mountain goats really are the most wonderful of familiars, but they have their habits...

An ibis. Starting to seriously regret selling your soul for this deal.

Suggestion 2018/05/19(Sat)22:20 No. 885211 ID: dbf422

Your stote is probably getting stuck in some of your supplies again. He'll find his way out eventually.

Your hummingbird, a Patagona gigas, thinks a good time consists of drinking enough sugar water to sustain his 4300 calorie an hour requirement for active flight. But, when he's not going all out with fancy flying he'll enter a torpor where he's very cute and talkative.

Well, as talkative as a magic familiar gets, anyway.

You call him Giga, obviously.

>>885253
That's a nerd name and we're not a nerd.

We're a massive nerd, but we mustn't let anyone know! So no nerd names.

Ennui 2018/05/20(Sun)06:17 No. 885276 ID: 1e7a69
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Don't be ridiculous, Giga isn't any name for a humming bird. His name took some time to nail down. After a lot of thought you notice his tail looks like a dipped brush - you named him Picasso.

You remember he was still having breakfast as he flits over to your hand. He's hard to keep track of sometimes, being such a little humming bird. You're quickly reminded of the double meaning when he starts humming your favorite tune - he always knows just what you're in the mood for.

Let it out, and let it in. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upn2v_Minrk

Ennui 2018/05/20(Sun)06:17 No. 885277 ID: 1e7a69
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He flits off through the open window into the garden. You wonder where he's going but turn back to your canvas, he darts off like this pretty often.

As you settle back in you sigh - you have a lot of chores to do today. You could tidy the house up, prep for dinner, keep painting or maybe you do want to do something for your birthday?

Plant a flower that'll bloom today every year.

>>885277
Clean up a bit. As for dinner, we can prep, maybe- but we can make it special, and perhaps enjoy a night beneath the stars. We can call it getting inspiration.

Yeah, clean up. But it is your birthday. You should treat yourself for dinner. maybe invite a few friends for dinner at a restaurant?

The fact that your training is soon to start is the actual reason you need to treat yourself. Who knows when you'll get to pamper again?

Happy dance your way to the donut store!

Make a terrarium in a canvas.

Ennui 2018/05/23(Wed)19:08 No. 885804 ID: 1e7a69
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You gather up some left over soil and a pot who's crack you fixed just the other day and you cup one of the wildflower seeds you've collected between your hands. This is what people get wrong most often about witches. There isn't always the need for magic words or complex summoning circles. Sometimes asking is more than enough if you really mean it.

Whispering into the space between your palms you ask the seed to come celebrate with you every year, to keep you company in exchange for rich soil, lovely sunlight and fresh water. The seed says nothing of course - but it's so warm it almost burns your finger when you bury it deep in the soil.

Ennui 2018/05/23(Wed)19:08 No. 885805 ID: 1e7a69
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You set it on the windowsill.

Ennui 2018/05/23(Wed)19:09 No. 885806 ID: 1e7a69
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After cleaning away the excess soil, put some dishes away and set a broom to sweeping the house you busy yourself with dinner. Stew is your favorite meal, something warm and heavy that feels your stomach. The distant thought of birthdays spent with friends and family drifts through your mind - your hand starts to shake. You push the thought away.

Ennui 2018/05/23(Wed)19:09 No. 885807 ID: 1e7a69
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For Picasso you mix sugar, water, and some mashed strawberries into a bowl until the thick syrup is just runny enough for him to drink. You're licking your fingers clean of the sticky mixture and carrying the bowls with the other hand on your way to the door. The sun will be setting soon and everything tastes better while watching a sunset from the roof.

That's when you hear a knock at your door and feel the hairs stand up at the back of your neck. You don't live in a very populated area, you can't remember the last time you had a guest.

You hesitate and listen.

Who's that knocking on your chamber door?

Probably a solicitor, or a Jehovah witness, or a scammer or someone else to waste your time.

Hmm, any way we can see who is at the door before answering? Like a peephole on your door, or a window to look through? Best to look before you leap.

>>885807
Whooooo is it?

I t'was the fool I'd overladen when it fell upon the floor.
My memories start to fade then, lost in grief for sweet decor.
Quoth the salesman "Buy some more".

It is probably just some kids wanting to loiter impertinently in your garden. They can wait. Make sure the cooking is stable first. Then spy on them.

Have your familiar on overwatch next to the door. Call out and ask if this is important.

What do you hear? And could you use Picasso to scope whoever it is out and report back to you?

If they're kids, shoo them away, we need to watch our figure.