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@6slyboy6

Is it possible to play as a machine who during the battle has been damaged? Or would you like an entirely human cast, either way I'm interested
Indeed it shall, and it will be marvelous! Mwahahaha!
@Lady Amalthea

I mean, my idea of a character would be a male prostitute gigolo who would just be either caught in the web or a unique 'detective'... I am feeling that my sensual detective skills needed to be worked on... :D
[Master]
Viona looked at Mizore with pity as she while knew her name, she did not know what she experienced in her life. [color=lightblue"While I do not know what you might of failed to accomplish, this war with The Holy Grail will grant you a chance to accomplish what you have failed and give you a chance to right your wrongs"[/color] Viona said to her servant, offering some sort of motivation to her so that she could have a reason to win the Holy Grail with Viona.

Before anything else could be communed between the two, both of them were transported into the castle of your one and only, Gilgamesh. His invitation to a dinner was not surprising from the arrogance of Gilgamesh as he was one of the people who would do something like this. Sighing before Viona sat down to a seat, she pulled a chair out for Mizore to come and sit down if she wished. Offering a polite and reserved smiled to all the participants, with the exception of Tatsunoko. The foolish master forcing its servant to harm himself was a foolish action, thankfully Gilgamesh had the decency to stop the stupidity of the master from being committed. Offering the cruel master only a stern and indifferent glance but for the servant, she indiscreetly opened a seat for the servant if he so wished to sit with someone else. It wouldn't take much to understand why the servant would hate his master already. But even so, if the servant didn't wish to accept the offer, it still stood as an open agreement.

Looking elsewhere, she looked at the other masters and servants as she studied the participants of the next Holy Grail War, being a interesting mix of personality. However, a few discrepancies existed such as her servant, it was the simple fact that they did not exist within history as heroic spirits. How they were capable of being created through the grail was surely Gilgamesh doing, as the imbalance between each servant was different in both feats and power was evident. However, doing anything here would no doubt be foolish, considering the earlier example of Tatsunoko being as a warning to them all, Viona looked at the food that was being offered and waited until the signs of them being able to eat.



[Servant - Beserker]

Beserker looked at Baraka with teary yet loving eyes as noticed her master looking confused at her for how closely they were interacting but she suspected that it must of been the shock of the two of them reuniting, it had to be right? "Mhm you are my master Yuki, and I will always keep you safe" She said to him with a small strange emphasis on the word 'safe'. But before she could say anything more to her Master, Beserker and Baraka were both enveloped in weird sensation and transported to a different place.

Observing the room frantically, with her eyes darting from one end of the room to the other, Beserker quickly grasped one of the silverware; more specifically the metal knife as she wielded it in defense. In that moment, she wielded her weapon and her cloak once again covered her head, along with her bangs falling into place covering her face and identity from the others. The announcement of the event being a feast which was considered at best a 'truce' did not ease her discomfort and distrust for the other threats in the room. Looking behind her for the sight of her master, but was greeted with an empty spot which he once stood there, she quickly looked for her master before realizing that he was sitting at the table. Shocked at how at ease he was within the presence of other potentially- not potentially, immediate threats that were all targeting his master's head. She would play with this farce for now, as she went and took a seat with her master, whispering to him discreetly "Yuki, be careful with all these people. Remember they are all your enemies and you should be cautious, especially with that one girl" She said specifically targeting the girl with the white cloak, as Beserker could feel something strange about the girl but could not figure the reason for her suspicion.

While she seemed complacent with her master's decision, underneath the table she wielded her knife in one hand while she had her light blue phone in the other. Her eyes surveying the area cautiously as she was keeping a keen eye out for anything suspicious that her opponents could be doing. Occasionally checking her phone, in case of anything happening to her master but Beserker was keen on running away the first moment she had that gave her the right of way to do so.
I'll be interested although I will be the first to die probably due to the kind of character I am going to play :P
I just erased my friendship making post with everyone, so Im gonna go into a corner and cry at the fact that I just erased 5+ paragraphs...
[BRESERKER - SERVANT]
@Cinderella Man

From the the abyss, Berserker traveled, following the tugging sensation that pulled her through into the world. Feeling that this was indeed the right place, she entered the new world... The ritual circle, illuminated intensely as the energy from within simply blew up as a noticeable humming noise could be heard. Before suddenly, the smoke and fire included swirled into a condensed singular black ball and simply exploded covering the area within a smokescreen. The servant ritual was shattering from the shear force of ever energy was summoned from the ritual was intense as, but never the less it work. As something with their bare feet touched the grass, and in a instant the smoke dispersed revealing the final product of Baraka's summoning ritual. A feeling of chill could be felt as its first step into the world, a small lithe creature rose from the ground.

Turning around to face Baraka was a girl that looked no older than a teenager with pink hair accompanied also by pink eyes that looked at him. However, she was dressed in not a uniform of any sort but a dark black cloak with covered her head with a hoodie and had tattered ends to it, showing a little bit of delicate figure. She had this sort of divine glow that surrounded her briefly as the first several moments to look at her were difficult and painful but eventually they subsided before disappearing entirely. She looked at him with a confused look on her face but she glanced around the park they were in before looking back at Baraka. Blinking once... then twice... then once more.

But then, their silent staring contest was interrupted when a sudden realization came before her, as she checked herself for something of her possession but seemingly lacked it. Looking around the floor for a second and she scanned the grass and the cement before she found what she was missing. Walking pass Baraka, before kneeling down and picking up a light blue phone, she flipped the phone open before she glance at its contents. Looking at them for a few moments, before a clear static noise emanated from the phone. Stopping a few seconds latter, the girl stared at Baraka now pulling down her hood. Smiling warmly towards him, before abruptly hugging him for no apparent reason, well at least for Baraka... But if there was ever a time instinct told him to play along with something, they were now screaming at him to just follow the girl's story and initiation of personal contact but he still had the conscious decision to question who the hell she was and why she was hugging him.




[MASTER]
@Ploxerdon

Viona looked at the girl, study her for a few seconds before she deducted that her servant was most likely of some sort of Asian descent, most likely Japanese just by looking at her. Looking fairly young as if she was in high-school at the moment, she obviously did not look old enough to be a senor idea She with what she knew and what her mind was whispering inside her brain telling, was able to piece together who her servant was. Looking at her, Viona nodded to her question "I am indeed your master, Mizore Shirayuki. Now let me ask you, are you willing to by Servant for the Grail War?" Viona asked the girl, guessing her identity already wasn't hard considering what forces was driving Viona.

Looking at her servant during the meantime however, was a more interesting that she found herself doing as her servant dressed in a very particular way. It surprisingly worked together with the combination of clothes that she was wearing, but still nevertheless she hasn't seen anyone wearing a style like hers. She at first glance didn't look like she was anything worth of being any sort of interest to her master, but Viona knew the nature of this girl whether she wanted to or not and it couldn't be helped. She was just different, and when it comes to noticing things with different qualities, Viona was the first to notice those peculiarities. And while she knew who her Servant was, she wasn't too sure of the capabilities of her servant without seeing them in action and so she made sure to keep an mental note of this so she could see the full extent of her servant.
@Cinderella Man
Hopefully when you summon my Servant, you'll like them! I can assure you that they like you. Like you very much indeed...
Enjoy the experience
:P
Viona looked up to the sky as Gilgamesh proclaimed his message to all who could hear him, the arrogant bastard. The Holy Grail War was located in London, a new refreshing change for the battlefield but it was abnormal, it was not meant to be simply. That was what she was told, by whom, she didn't know but it was right. All reports of the Holy Grail War ritual happen was located far from London, and interestingly enough was centralized particularly in Fuyuki City. But either way The Mage's Association would be arriving soon enough however, before they could get their chance, Viona had already gathered the necessary materials. She had already assembled them before hand, but how did she know that Gilgamesh would appear in London, she also didn't know besides the little nagging feeling in the corner of her memories. All she knew what to do here, was what she was standing on top of the Tower Bridge in London which crossed the river Thames of southern England. People were giving strange looks at her and dialing a number on their phones as she stood on top of the bridge but that didn't matter.

On top of that bridge, and in the center of one of the walkways connecting the two, there was Viona. Her ingredients that were needed was already brought, as well as assembled with Viona looking down in front of where she stood. A circle of blood, with glass jars stained red filled with blood before but now discarded with their purpose fulfilled. Her right has raised, hovering over the circle, before her first world could even be heard the flow of prana could be felt as it knew what was happening. The flow of prana coursing in her body and veins were ignited in her before it started flowing out like a jug tipped upside down. The strain ebbed and flowed as she could feel her prana escaping her body, watching the effect of the ritual assimilate before her. The activity was distracting and a strange crawling underneath the skin sensation along with the internal warmth from within was definitely strange but did not take away from her priorities. The ritual was going along steadily, but progress would not bear its fruit just yet, something more was needed to be added but she already knew, didn't she?

"I ask to the earth with a gentle prayer. I beseech to the earth with my humble offer. I summon forth the earth to answer my call. I am the herald for the earth, messenger of the great force of this planet which answers that it must be preserved!" Viona said out loud as her circle, warped with energy, crackling every so often with the concentration of all the energy collected in one place. However, there was something else that cause the ritual to be even more particular.

"I humbly ask once more the earth to beseech me its powers!
Open (reveal). Open (reveal). Open(reveal). Open(reveal). Open(reveal)
Ask every five times.
Come forth once open and reveal yourself to me."


This ritual as atypical from each that she had recorded but what the voice insider head told her to do, she followed. As with each word, the ritual advanced bringing 'it' closer as 'it' approached.

"Your self is under me, our fate and doom is in your hands.
In the presence of this Holy Grail, if you follow this prayer not just from me but the earth itself, this command that calls out, then answer it and reveal yourself.
Here is my prayer. I am the one who will usher the good back to the world, I am the one who banish out all the evil of the world."


Thrusting out her hands, the few last words were faintly said, as she said the last final words to her prayer in near silence to whoever came from her ritual.

"You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――!"
@Arisphadrel
:P The special snowflake, of course- OFF WITH ITS HEAD!!!

*Guillotine Blade zooms down* >:DDD
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