DocRock

Charity Beach: Paradise Gone [Semi-Sandbox/Superhuman]

I mean, I'm here, just waiting so the collab can progress further, lol.

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

@CaptainSully

Made the changes you suggested to me finally, I know, long delay. Anyways, I'll have a post up tonight, after Captain Marvel! Hopefully.

Fate/Eternum

James Moriarity

Possibly was probably the key word here. King of Conquerers, hmm? There was only one servant who Archer knew of who fit that bill, the great Macedonia King Iskander. Or as most knew him, Alexander the Great. So two literal kings in name and title, with plenty of money, and given the references to a Grail War, had been enemies in one. Which meant...ah yes, that Master was probably the one known as Velvet Waver once. He'd read it somewhere when he'd first manifested, digging into the recent history, incase any mages showed up whose craft he had to be wary of. Just as when he was alive, James didn't precisely trust what he didn't fully understand.

That being said, the request for wine made sense. "Of course, I hope the various vintages I have will be up to your tastes, King of Conquerers." Without a further word, James turned around, moving to the wine rack, his fingers moving across the labels, before selecting a pair, one red, one white. A pair of wine glasses, servant sized for reasons, were set out, followed by the two bottles. "I'm glad you didn't ask for Sake, as we've been out since this morning. Oni came through, you know how much they can consume. That being said, the Red Wine is a 2013 vintage, from Italy, of the Piedmont region, apparently quite good I've been told. The white wine is from France, a rather fine nation. I do believe we also have some Uruk and Greek vines, and if my memory serves me correct, some Roman blends thanks to the Roman servants." Moriarity admittedly hoped he'd had some older blends, but given he'd gone for flavor, rather than age, it would hopefully go over well with the two much older servants. "Which would you like to try first?"

@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y

Blood Iron Princess

Excellent, now this wouldn't be too awkward for her, walking out alone. Instead Da Vinci was right behind her, as Serene stepped outside, taking in a breath of fresh air as she did so. A few moments passed, then she walked to the gate that acted as the property boundary, the rather stately looking manor seeming rather...small when you considered it gave up lawn space for overall interior space. It was still nice, in an almost Victorian esque exterior design. The wrought iron gate was quickly unlocked by the one security person, and two would be able to step outside, go down a short ramp and...right onto the side walk of the city. Serene glanced left, then right, before turning left, and beginning to walk down it, a smile on her face that somehow seemed to put the other people around, few that they were, into slight nerves, moving away from her as if she just warded them off. It was probably how the smile didn't...reach her eyes? "Caster, I must be honest, I have so many questions about your inventions when we get the chance, after all, its not every day I get to meet The Leonardo Da Vinci after all, right?" She said this only whenever Caster joined Serene's side, to better chat as they walked. She seemed to be cheerful now, but still reserved, with her public game face on. Give it time, the scary master will totally mellow out.

@1Charak2

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Henry Ford

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Oh, so that was who the green haired lunatic was. The creator of the legendary Labyrinth, and the man who had created the wax wings of flight. Well, to Ford, despite having his name mispronounced, this wasn't something to make him angry at being "showed" up. No, quite the opposite. This was excellent, to have someone inherently gifted as the Labyrinth's inventor to be the one in charge of an actual mobile base. This was wonderful. Sure, the entire crocodile scene truly made him question what he'd been brought through, but then, his attention turned to the Queen of Shadows. He looked at the projection given, his lips curling upwards in a smile. While in his life he'd never seen America from the air, somehow he knew he was looking at that so famous range. This provided him with relief. The sigh of Greeco materials also made him smile a tad. Oh, what an adventure to be had.

"Thank you, Caster. With the Inventor's prowess, and my knowledge of modern technology, we should be able to provide for the others. If he isn't bothered by an extra pair of hands, of course." He said this as he glanced in Caster's direction, watching the trio currently engaged, and the otherwise silent ninja, the slobbering pig lady thing, and...he assumed that was Theseus, judging by the sea water coming out of his mouth. Or some other famous greek youth. It really did seem that the major of servants present were probably Greek in origin, or just general Age of Gods servants. Interesting, all things considered. Hopefully they could handle whatever lay on the other side. He itched to hop behind the wheel of his beloved Tin Lizzie.

@Parallel Hearts@Pyromania99@Moonlit Sonata@Rune_Alchemist

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

And never worry folks, the inn is open if you need some interactions!

Tales from Frontier Village: A Rune Factory Roleplay {Always Recuriting/Accepting}

Innkeeper James

Well, he had been enjoying the silence. Up until the young woman who had pulled into town one day and wound up stranded ran past, almost kicking in the door to the inn. A soft sigh left James, but not long after did he chuckle. Oh the strength of the youth. With a smile on his face, he pulled himself to his feet, and stepped over to the pair of double doors, and opened one, noting the young merchant who had scrabbled to her feet and run off to the bar to get seated. He chuckled again, having clearly heard what she wanted. Watching her descend into the bar, James took a moment, seeing no one in line to get checked in, before he walked down after Hina. Sliding behind the bar, he quickly grabbed the drink in question, a local blend, before he poured out a mug of the ale in question. With deft movements, James came back around the bar, to Hina's tab, lightly setting it down, mindful of the other's work. But given the quiet, he lingered, before a smile curved his lips upwards.

"Bit early in the day to start drinking, I'd say. Real shame about the festival, I was looking forward to it." He could have said more, but he wasn't senile, he wasn't about to talk the other's ear off unless she wanted it. In other words, he was offering his services as someone to talk to, if she so wanted it.

@SimpleWriter

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Father of Innovation

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The Egyptian Servant wasn't the only one who stood near the back. Amid all the high profile servants, amid all the legends, stood a man, an ordinary, plain looking man. A pair of glasses rested on his face, a faint breeze making the mustache he wore shift slightly, a walking stick held in one hand, an umbrella in the other. He looked like the perfect American gentleman. It wouldn't take much to place him. Henry Ford, the man who had studied under Edison, and achieved heights even greater than the Wizard of Menlo, was among the ranks of gods, heroes, and mysteries. He was a self-made, ordinary man, a representation of that lost American Dream. But perhaps that was why he was one of those summoned. A man with no special powers or status, who had through determination, achieved his dreams.

A soft sigh had left him by the time the Queen of Shadows finished explaining, the male Rider mulling over what they had mentioned would be their challenge. Classical Mythology, and American Folklore...that made him think about what sorts of monsters they could come up against. His own knowledge of the classics wasn't the best, but he could imagine anything ranging from a Chimera to the dreaded Hydra, but on the other hand, he knew even less of American Folklore. A strange fact to most, but it stemmed from his time period being one that had heavily exploited the Native American population, abused them, without a care for what they believed in. They faced the unknown...a fact that made him shudder ever so slightly. Even with the yelling of the Greek Inventor, he was able to ignore him, Ford thinking about what he'd need to help. Raw materials...yes, they'd have plenty of that on the other side.

"If I may, while I don't know how much use I'll be from the outset...my Phantasms will become useful, as America is the land of my birth." Ford's voice was calm, relaxed, and though he had to raise it to hopefully be heard, one could feel his overall desire to be of help. "My name is Henry Ford, of the Rider Class. Whatever this... "Moon Dominion" is, we need to win the race, no matter what. I know this may be asking much, but if once we're on the other side, I could have help from one or two of you, I could set up a base camp using one of my Phantasms, a place for us to rest. I'll need mana and raw materials. I hope this isn't too much to ask for, of course." He was already planning. They'd need a base camp to recover between runs, and the thought of building Greenfield was a welcome one. Building a factory would also be beneficial, hopefully there would be enough lumber and iron to work with...

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

Father of Innovation

Class: Rider

True Name: Henry Ford

Origin: Historical Fact, American History

Height/Weight: 1.87 Meters, 120 Kilograms(not familiar heavily with metric tbh, hope its acceptable)

Appearance: Manifesting not in his true prime of youth, but rather at the age where he was most known for his deeds, Rider still is rather fit, dressed in the attire of an American gentleman, bluish hair kept neat. He is otherwise unremarkable, but has the sensation of a grandfather figure.



Alignment: Lawful Good
Personality:
As the man who changed the face of industry forever, one might expect Rider to be a proud figure who uses his status to brag, but in reality, he's a kind, gentle man, who cares for the wellbeing of his master, as well as those around him, just as he did towards the workers whose lives he made easy. He tries his best to be helpful and kind, but it seems that his nature has been somewhat influenced by human history, giving him not only a love of driving, but also a desire to see the world opened up by his innovations. And yet, he seems to enjoy walking off the beaten path, to enjoy nature, and study history. He seeks the most efficient course, to better the lives of mankind, enjoying what the future brings, and how it has improved what he dreamed of, affordable cars.

Despite all of this, he harbors an amount of hesitation, and reservation, when it comes to remembering his own mistakes during life, such as his antisemitism, due to the atrocities of the Second World War caused by Nazi Germany. His awareness of how human history, namely American, has progressed, makes him regret his own backwards view on various racial groups, and shows a desire to make up for his mistakes as best able. Truly a grandfather figure whose wisdom has come to change them for the better.

Backstory: No deviations from the canon material(aka human history)

— Parameters —
STR: E | END: E | AGI: D | MAG: C | LCK: B | NP: A(?)
Note: More or less borrowed paramaters from the other sheet, may adjust if requested.

— Class Skills —
Riding: C(EX)
While a rank that normally would not make sense for qualifying of the Rider Class, Henry Ford's nature as the Father of the Automobile allows this to be changed.

Item Creation: C+
Due to his life as a machinist and the inventor of the cheap automobile, Rider has been given a skill that would normally be of the Caster class.

— Personal Skills —
Innovation (Automobile): A Rank
Allows Rider to modify existing wheeled transports to improve their condition, while also making anything he uses more effective against those using transports that predate his own(example, gaining an edge against a chariot due to being more advanced)

Father of Automobiles: EX Rank
A skill that represents his status not as the inventor of the Automobile, but as the one who made them cheap and affordable to the masses. No matter what age it comes from, so long as it is an automobile that comes after his time, or is considered a successor to his work, Rider's Riding Rank rises to EX so long as he is in the driver's seat. He still needs time to get used to something, but when combined with the right materials, allows him to perform feats that would be otherwise unfeasible(such as pulling a Tokyo Drift with an eighteen wheeler)
Note: This is akin to the skill that Neil Armstrong had on a character sheet idea, but for automobiles, if this is an issue, I can fix it.

Mass Production: EX Rank
Allows him to mass produce items on a scale almost unimagineable even to servants of the modern era. While not the one to invent the idea, Ford completely changed it through his actions, making it so that when one things of say, the assembly line, they associate it with Ford. Tied with his first Noble Phantasm, this makes him an impressive ally, even if weak due to his modern status.

Charisma: C Rank
Instead of being able to lead an Army, allows him to manage a company.

— Armaments —
Oridinary old-fashioned umbrella, hickory walking stick

— Noble Phantasms —
The Ford Motor Company
The Innovation of Tomorrow
Rank: A
Type: Fortress/Support
Target: "None"
Description: A Noble Phantasm that represents all that Ford achieved with his company. Akin in nature to the Phantasm known as the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, it is something that through mana and resources must be constructed first, in order to be used. Manifesting as a factory, it allows him to mass produce not only Model-Ts, but any automobile that came after him, so long as he possesses the materials needed to build such, and the time to readjust his production lines. Due to its ability to be built multiple times, it is A rank due to mass usage. Additionally, once built for a period of eight hours each day, from Monday to Friday, familiars based upon the workers whose lives he improved manifest inside any constructed factories, and set to work, using the machines inside to churn out machinery. Truly a representative of his dream. Despite being a "fortress," it can be easily destroyed.

The Model-T
The First Automobile
Rank: D
Type: Anti-Unit, Anti-Army
Targets(s): 1-99
Description: While not the first car to ever be made, the Model T, also known as the Tin Lizzie, was the first cheap and affordable car to be made, as a result of Ford's efforts to improve the lives of his fellow Americans. Appearing as it did in life, the Model T however has been strengthened as a result of Ford becoming a Heroic Spirit. Capable of moving at speeds exceeding Mach 1 when supplied sufficient mana, it can perform maneuver that would have been impossible in the original age, due to being the "prototype" and "blueprint" of all automobiles to come after, channeling humanity's achievements. Due to being able to be mass-produced by Ford's factories, the cars are stored in an unspecified location and can be called out by Ford for usage. While mostly like a fly's bite to most servants, if rigged with explosives, they make a rather nice looking blast, in homage to the countless stunt car explosions in Hollywood.

Greenfield Village
Ford's Apology and Love Letter to History
Rank: D
Type: Anti-Unit/Support/Anti-Self
Number of Targets: 1-99
Description: A lesser known part of Ford's impact on history, the Greenfield Village was a homage to the past, and a clue to Ford's slight nervousness about the future initially, as well as a love song to the city of Detroit. Much like his first Phantasm, it is one that can be constructed within the world, however, due to its overall purpose, small parts can be temporarily summoned, though for a very short time due to his mana supply. As a tribute to many historical places, it offers a small boost to any servants that enter its vicinity who have a connection. For example, were Edison to enter the village, he would gain the benefit of not needing to manifest his workshop, due to a recreation of Menlo Park being already present, akin to how Lincoln would be slightly boosted due to a courthouse was packed up and moved that he had worked in. Greenfield's true ultimate purpose is simple, to offer allied servants, and even enemies, a place to not only relax, but also hold peacetalks, should the need for a meeting place be arranged. It's also heaven on earth for children servants, due to its ability to have new buildings and structures added, as the site has been added onto even after Ford passed.

Fate/Exit Order (Discontinued)

@Parallel Hearts

Phew, glad Ford's fine, I'll move him over now, and get started on an in character post.

The Twenty-Fifth Hour

I have zero idea where everyone else went, but if no one else shows up by say two am EST over here, I'll write something up. Been busy and a tad ill.