Your name is Mr Mascot. You have the head of a stuffed bear and you’re a chain-smoking Magical Girl maker that does not want to watch the world burn. Your ability brings out the fluffy and warm desires in people to weaponise them as transformation trinkets for Magical Girls to use.
One question: How do you get a girl or guy to accept your incredibly suspicious offer to turn them into Magical Girls?
Note: No, you cannot screw them. You don’t have a junk. No, you cannot make uniforms skimpy and sell nudes. No, and for those thinking of even more perverted ideas… No.
(Damn you, average user in a SH forum…}
Anyway, there is no age restriction. The one obtaining the power must have the kind of personality and mindset to become a Magical Girl. Depressed or negative girls get no powers because it comes from fluffy and naive feelings.
So you can’t hire someone to be one. They also can’t be forced into the role.
"Becoming a magical girl will get one of your wish granted! ?, anything! Afterwards, you can save people and bring world peace to everyone! ???"
(I'm lying, but that's the point. If they're one fluffy wholesome person capable of becoming a magical girl, then they'll believe whatever I say the moment they see a stuffed animal talking to them. Never have I seen a job be so easy.)
It's kind of simple; you just need to go for guys who are 18 years old, give them a mission and proceed.
If there is no catch to it and you didn't say they can't give up on it, you will give the opportunity to some guys to be super heroes, and the option to give up is because if they are not motivated to be there, it will get the others killed. I would find it way easier for guys to buy into the idea of saving the world, and the "drawback" is to become a magical girl.
You will have the ability to find these individuals, so it's all about personality and selling the mission of saving the world and again, the ability to give up if they want to. Because of that, you will have to move on quickly, as everybody is a gangster until they have to fight demons so not every candidate will pass the real fight test. You can try with girls too but I really don't see how they would just give up the moment they have to fight the enemy, not because they are girls but because of the requirements to be a magical girl that you put it. This type would have a hard time when shit gets real... 95% would fail, but a guy can force himself to... so 70% would fail because of the requirements alone.
At the end is a game of chance... most will fail, but focusing on guys is the better option...
Go to college and approach naive girls in majors that they believe will allow them to “change/save the world!” I’ll still need to be choosy to avoid the ones that are only doing this performatively or so they can feel like saints without actually helping anyone, as well as political extremists, but if I target them while they are in college they shouldn’t be anywhere near as jaded yet.
Perfect combo of immature and old enough that they can be recruited into a secret war without much guilt.
or recruit people who want to save someone they love. or maybe I can give someone a type of cancer and then lie that only by turning into a magical girl and saving da world they can cure their gramgram.
I'd go to a friend of mine and tell him he's the reincarnation of "somebody important" and that he's destined to be a Magical Girl to save the world.
Show him proof that magic is real and watch him doubt everything in life.
what i would do is i would stalk places where people are being in danger when i saw someone needing to save someone like a friend or dog something like that i would make the pinch, so that i had the total control over the contract(no matter the gender or age i could take care of that in the transformation), after that i would become a system and would put a bar that simbolize how strong is the person based on their innocence/happines would not teach the person how to use it, after the person figured it out i would offer a self brainwash to make the person nearer the ideal i want as a magical girl, in a way that i would make the person suffer from split personality being the trigger the spell of self brain wash (like an auto battle) and i would control the brainwashed person using my powers, since they agreed to teh brainwash themself.
after that i would sugest using system quest to defeat other magical girls and force contract with their magical pets to make the strongues magical girl ever would destroy all evil--- and usher the age of happiness and innocence where everyone would be happy or die---- or after my mission is done give back the body to the person grant her a wish and seal myself till my next calling since i clearly lost control over my morals
Why watch the world burn? I want to rule the world!
Go to Children's hospital.
Find kids that are recovering from major surgeries. Sift through the ones and look for the right personality
Hit them with a Midoriya All Might "You too can become a Hero***."
Head over to the nearest state university. Plop my plushy self in a student counselor's room take note of the overtly bubbly students as well as the really soft spoken ones too. Proceed to be Fever Dream Santa Claus for a night, and Astral project myself into the minds of the many 1st year college students who may or not be asleep, studying, high, and/or shaboinking.
Any doubters of my powers, I will then visit in person at the nearest Circle K or 7-11 and ask them to buy me a pack of Malboros to summon me
(I'll just be peeping from the dumpster).
While I'm there, I might as well ask all the foreign engineering students, because there's usually a group of them in a cloud of cigarette smoke and I doubt they'll be able to understand me.
Have them sign a binding contract that surrenders their unborn children to me and chunk of their soul directly to me—which I definitely won't use for nefarious purposes.
I'm just a cute innocent sentient plushy that is definitely not going to begin constructing the ultimate magical girl vessel for myself to inhabit and take over the world.
Your name is Mr Mascot. You have the head of a stuffed bear and you’re a chain-smoking Magical Girl maker that does not want to watch the world burn. Your ability brings out the fluffy and warm desires in people to weaponise them as transformation trinkets for Magical Girls to use.
The intended recipient (read: next victim) will find a letter in neat, printed calligraphy (because, as Mr. Mascot and totally not IRL either, my handwriting sucks so I need to use Microsoft Word and print it). This is timed after the individual in question has saved one or more people. It reads as follows:
Hello, good hero.
I witnessed your selfless act yesterday and wanted to meet up with you right then and there, but I figured that after your harrowing time saving human lives, you may not have been in the best state of mind to talk to anyone. Not to mention, my appearance may be startling. Congratulations on saving those [insert identifying information on who or what was exactly saved, as well as where this was]. It is amazing that you were willing to put yourself in danger for your fellow man.
Now, here is the mildly awkward part that I always feel hesitant in writing, but I believe that you are a good fit for the 'good fight,' so to speak. I belong to a charity organization called the Municipality Guarding Movement, and was wondering whether you would like to volunteer? It teaches self-defense (which I believe you could really use if you are going to keep putting yourself in danger. Don't get me wrong. I admire your bravery. But your recklessness on the other hand could use some tempering) and is completely free.
If you would like to discuss the idea further, I will be at the park closest to the location that you have found this letter at from 6pm-4am tomorrow. Although, I would greatly appreciate if you decided to come at the earlier part of that time range so I can get some sleep.
I will be very obvious, as my face will be covered with the head of a stuffed bear. Yes, I am aware of how peculiar it is, and perhaps ominous to boot, but that is why I thought my appearance may be startling, as I mentioned earlier. I am crippled by intense agoraphobia, and find that wearing a full-face covering resolves it quite nicely. Not even the weird glances that it draws to me stress me out with it on. As for why a stuffed bear? Well, I went as a panda bear for a Halloween work party at MGM and I appear to have lost my more professional face coverings.
My hopes for a sparkling volunteer-ship at MGM for you.
Sincerely,
Mr. Mascot.
First off, Mr. Mascot hired someone to write this letter, as he is far too crass to write like this. Though he is dishonest enough to write something similar, just ruder and less professional. And second off, there is no way in hell that he feels awkward for roping kids into being Magical Girls. He doesn't exactly care for the safety of the Magical Girl, nor is he part of any organization, much less a charity organization. He may have ties to people, but he is very much an independent agent. He does admire the recipient's bravery, but he would never directly say that. In fact, he would mock them for it, even if he likes that quality in a person.
MGM actually stands for Magical Girl Maker. But it is a shell company with an actual website.
Oh, and also, it is written that Mr. Mascot hopes the recipient will come at earlier hours in the day because he (Mr. Mascot) wants to get some sleep, but that would be a lie written to make him more relatable, pressure the recipient into coming in the first place at a rather soon-ish time rather than weeks later when the rush of saving people is not as fresh, and reassure the recipient that he wants the time to be in the more safe hours of the daylight too, where people can see us in public, rather than night hours when kidnapping would be easier. Distances the association between weird kidnappers and himself.
He is not in the least bit agoraphobic either. Again, pulling on heart strings that a big-hearted, sympathetic Magical Girl recipient will fall for in a heartbeat. Isn't the stuffed bear mask part of him or something?
Mr. Mascot, if he has the capabilities, will not forcibly remove suspicion of the parents through magic, but rather, magically put a cap/limit on their suspicion so it never gets high enough that they feel the cons outweigh the pros. They will be suspicious enough to nag and lecture their kid, as well as ensure that the kid has a taser or some other self-defense thing, but they will be unable to get suspicious enough to say no to their kid going outright. Subtle rather than heavy-handed mind magic. That way the kid won't be super nervous either.
At this hypothetical meeting, maybe it would go something like this:
"Hey kid, nice to meet ya," the... panda-faced man rasped out. "Want a puff?" he asks, holding out a cigarette, while gesturing to the seat opposite to him in a 'feel free to sit down' motion.
"What?! I'm a kid!"
A rough smoker's chuckle shakes his frame. "I'm just messing with ya, kid," he wheezed out, still chuckling. "C'mon, c'mon, sit down. Don't be a stranger."
Awkwardly, I sit down.
"Think of this as a two-way interview. I'm interviewing you for a spot here and you're interviewing me to make sure everything's on the up 'n' up. Yer makin' sure this is what in the fuck you want, you understand?" He jabs the cigarette out at me to accentuate his point.
"Uh... y-y-yeah," I stutter, wringing hands in confusion. I wasn't expecting this kind of character at all! From the letter, I thought he was a shy, kindly gentleman, but this man feels like a brash gangster steamrolling his way through negotiations. [The main body of the dialogue would go here. I just don't feel good enough at writing dialogue to write this part eloquently]
After completely demolishing any arguments I had, leaving me sweating bullets and shivering, I find myself putting pencil to paper. I wasn't sure why there were so many clauses pertaining to risk of serious injury or death, but I've never worked a job, so overly elaborate bureaucratic-covering-their-asses stuff doesn't surprise me too much.
"They keep mentioning monsters though. Is the wild life really that dangerous outside the city? I mean, I'm not a country girl, but it seems a bit much," I ask suspiciously.
"We call our members Magical Girls." A non-sequitur? He puffs out a cloud of smoke. "It's a bit of a tongue-in-cheek joke, ya know? Magical Girls fight monsters. So the legal team puts wild creatures and criminals under the term 'monsters' for shits and giggles." Did... the mask just wink?
"Huh." I nod in thought. Wearing a panda costume to a work Halloween party, shouting slogans like "...for Peace, Love and Justice!", calling the people we would be fighting against monsters... certainly sounds like this is an interesting work culture. Sounds like fun!
"I'm in!" I say.
"Wonderful!" He holds out his hand to shake, and I reach out.
Pink lightning sparks around our hands.
"Uhhh... what was that?" I ask.
"That, kid, is the sign of someone making a deal because they didn't watch any anime."
"Bwa?" I ask dumbly.
I swear that bear mouth just smirked!
"If you had watched any anime - and I made sure that you were the selfless kind of person who also hadn't watched anime - you would have been far more suspicious of me. You understood a lot of what I was asking of you, and are selfless enough that even though the dangers are clear and evident, you didn't even consider for a moment that maybe as a kid you shouldn't be putting yourself in danger. You were just ditzy and gullible enough to become a Magical Girl, kid!" he mocked. "And as someone too shy to ask for any clarification, you went into this of your own free volition, accepting that you wouldn't understand all of the circumstances until you started working. So the magic went off without a hitch!"
I didn't understand what he meant. But the cold horror of having mis-stepped into unknown, foggy circumstances, that it was starting to dawn on me that I had messed up because of context I couldn't have known, it made me feel sick to my stomach.
This brings up an interesting question:
Intended victim recruit: "Uh, sir, this document you want me to sign constantly refers to 'Magical Girls' - as if they never grow up into, say, Magical Women. Is this true? And is it through attrition or do they just stop aging?"
This brings up an interesting question:
Intended victim recruit: "Uh, sir, this document you want me to sign constantly refers to 'Magical Girls' - as if they never grow up into, say, Magical Women. Is this true? And is it through attrition or do they just stop aging?"
The wiki entry mentioned multiple times that older women are typically portrayed as villains in magical girl anime. The 'inevitable' loss of innocence that comes with aging.
So, if you live long enough to become the villain, you'll see- wait, I think I messed it up.
Your name is Mr Mascot. You have the head of a stuffed bear and you’re a chain-smoking Magical Girl maker that does not want to watch the world burn. Your ability brings out the fluffy and warm desires in people to weaponise them as transformation trinkets for Magical Girls to use.
One question: How do you get a girl or guy to accept your incredibly suspicious offer to turn them into Magical Girls?
Note: No, you cannot screw them. You don’t have a junk. No, you cannot make uniforms skimpy and sell nudes. No, and for those thinking of even more perverted ideas… No.
(Damn you, average user in a SH forum…}
Anyway, there is no age restriction. The one obtaining the power must have the kind of personality and mindset to become a Magical Girl. Depressed or negative girls get no powers because it comes from fluffy and naive feelings.
So you can’t hire someone to be one. They also can’t be forced into the role.
It's real easy. All you have to do is list out the benefits like they get magic, no one can recognize them in their magical form, and I would also include that they get to design their magical girl outfits. Basically I make a contract and put in front of them. Tell them to read it. If they have anything they want to change, we can negotiate.
