DostHou

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

I too am interested in a master, throwing my lot in as well!

Application

Player Name: @Dosthou
Family Age: X
Mystic Code Quality: X
Mystic Code Quantity: X

Magical Crest Age: X
Magical Crest Quality: X

Magic Circuit Quality: X
Magic Circuit Quantity: X

Elemental Affinity: X
Magical Experience: X
Magical Talent: X

Magical Paradigm: Alchemy

Fate/High Rollers

Androssi Gallifeldt,

Las Vegas Strip

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Wave after wave of people crashed against each, gawking at the lights and drowning in vice. If one were to ask for a depiction of mankind's folly, one would only have to look to Vegas, for surely there was no truer representation.

Fools flocked to this 'paradise', in search of pleasure and riches. Putting their lives on the line for a taste of greater prosperity, clawing at, devouring each other mindlessly. Crushing hopes and dreams underneath their heels in pursuit of their own. In the end, only one winner can exist, and it's never the players.

It was only fitting then, that a Subspecies war were held here, and even more fitting that Androssi entered.

Even if, in the end, the house were to be the only one to win this grand exchange of desires, Androssi would make sure he at the very least came second, with or without Assassin, he would make do.

And so, with a grand grin set upon his face, he welcomed the night, stepping onto the skeevy streets of sin city.

Now was the time to properly greet his opponents, and he had every intention of letting them become very close acquaintances at the very end.

@Argonaut

Fate/High Rollers

Thousand Spirit Howling

Archetype: Specialist

Name: Androssi Gallifeldt

Titles: Corpse Shambler, Thousand Spirits Howling

Sex: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Personality: Crazed, violent, but sincere in his own right. Mourn not your dead, for they live within him.

History: Some times, no matter how faithfully one follows a path, it is a fruitless endeavor.

Such was the fate of the Gallifeldt.

Within the current era, as the light of civilization illuminates the depths of mystery, the constraints of thaumaturgy tighten, certain mysteries now subsumed within the human order. While necromancy, as such a broad category of thaumaturgy, has yet to fall into disuse, one can only go so far in a certain direction before hitting a roadblock.

As the Gallifeldt valiantly trekked onwards, defining and further exploring their family craft, Androssi slowly fell into depravity.

No longer considering himself as an individual, but as a process to reunite with loved ones lost to the great divide, he experimented upon himself magically.

The extent of his modifications was so extreme, he could be considered only a few steps from becoming a Dead Apostle.

He participates within the Las Vegas Subspecies War in order to attain the Holy Grail in order to study the mechanics of it to improve his own self.

Quality of Magic Circuits: A

Quantity of Magic Circuits: D

Magical Element: Water

Abnormal Abilities:

Attribute - Continuation: The core of the Gallifeldt’s magecraft. An attribute meant that extends within the context of magecraft. From extending the sense of self, to lifespan, and a variety of other effects.

General Magecraft: Knowledge and skills derived from the standard four years worth of education within the Clock Tower. Subject matters such as Locking Doors and Formalcraft, along with a host of many more topics fall under this broad category.

Necromancy: When one speaks of Necromancy, there are two paths that are brought to mind. The creation of abominations, or the utilization of the body’s latent mysteries. At its core, however, Necromancy is a school of magecraft dedicated to restoring and reviving beings who have completed their final ritual. In the case of the Gallifeldt, they sought to preserve and continue the individual within a greater collective with a gnostic understanding of the self.

Equipment: Brain Jar. Treated Bandages.

Androssi Gallifeldt: The body of ‘Androssi Gallifeldt’ is the culmination of not only his family’s work but that of many others as well.

Composed of body parts sourced from a multitude of origins, from high-quality materials harvested from unfortunate magi to elderly mundane folk, it is a hodgepodge of treated limbs and organs held within the ‘shape’ of Androssi.

The true vehicle of existence is a disembodied head stored within a suitable vessel along with his magic circuits, so attacks normally considered fatal can be recovered from rather simply as long as the ‘core’ of his existence is undisrupted. As an aside, as long as it is within his 'body', moving his core is merely a matter of thought.

Beyond being affording Androssi a constitution akin to a cockroach in terms of survivability, he utilizes the innate boundary known as the body as another facet for his thaumaturgy.

Deployed within is an artificial underworld, which processes the latent feelings of the dead into a curse, which perpetually powers and feeds Androssi. Along with self-possessing himself with multiple alternate existences, Androssi’s own body is the pinnacle of his family’s craft.

Miscellaneous:
- Crates full of desiccated body parts,
- Ritual Tools,
- Magical Energy Furnace,
- A set of Mystic Eyes of negligible rank (Enchantment, Binding)
- Shovel.

Fate/High Rollers

Thousand Spirit Howling

Archetype: Specialist

Name: Androssi Gallifeldt

Titles: Corpse Shambler, Thousand Spirits Howling

Sex: Male

Personality: Crazed, violent, but sincere in his own right. Mourn not your dead, for they live within him.

History: Some times, no matter how faithfully one follows a path, it is a fruitless endeavor.

Such was the fate of the Gallifeldt.

Within the current era, as the light of civilization illuminates the depths of mystery, the constraints of thaumaturgy tighten, certain mysteries now subsumed within the human order. While necromancy, as such a broad category of thaumaturgy, has yet to fall into disuse, one can only go so far in a certain direction before hitting a roadblock.

As the Gallifeldt valiantly trekked onwards, defining and further exploring their family craft, Androssi slowly fell into depravity.

No longer considering himself as an individual, but as a process to reunite with loved ones lost to the great divide, he experimented upon himself magically.

The extent of his modifications was so extreme, he could be considered only a few steps from becoming a Dead Apostle.

He participates within the Las Vegas Subspecies War in order to attain the Holy Grail in order to study the mechanics of it to improve his own self.

Quality of Magic Circuits: A

Quantity of Magic Circuits: D

Magical Element: Water

Abnormal Abilities:

Attribute - Continuation: The core of the Gallifeldt’s magecraft. An attribute meant that extends within the context of magecraft. From extending the sense of self, to lifespan, and a variety of other effects.

General Magecraft: Knowledge and skills derived from the standard four years worth of education within the Clock Tower. Subject matters such as Locking Doors and Formalcraft, along with a host of many more topics fall under this broad category.

Necromancy: When one speaks of Necromancy, there are two paths that are brought to mind. The creation of abominations, or the utilization of the body’s latent mysteries. At its core, however, Necromancy is a school of magecraft dedicated to restoring and reviving beings who have completed their final ritual. In the case of the Gallifeldt, they sought to preserve and continue the individual within a greater collective with a gnostic understanding of the self.

Equipment: Brain Jar. Treated Bandages.

Androssi Gallifeldt: The body of ‘Androssi Gallifeldt’ is the culmination of not only his family’s work but that of many others as well.

Composed of body parts sourced from a multitude of origins, from high-quality materials harvested from unfortunate magi to elderly mundane folk, it is a hodgepodge of treated limbs and organs held within the ‘shape’ of Androssi.

The true vehicle of existence is a disembodied head stored within a suitable vessel along with his magic circuits, so attacks normally considered fatal can be recovered from rather simply as long as the ‘core’ of his existence is undisrupted. As an aside, as long as it is within his 'body', moving his core is merely a matter of thought.

Beyond being affording Androssi a constitution akin to a cockroach in terms of survivability, he utilizes the innate boundary known as the body as another facet for his thaumaturgy.

Deployed within is an artificial underworld, which processes the latent feelings of the dead into a curse, which perpetually powers and feeds Androssi. Along with self-possessing himself with multiple alternate existences, Androssi’s own body is the pinnacle of his family’s craft.

Miscellaneous:
- Crates full of desiccated body parts,
- Ritual Tools,
- Magical Energy Furnace,
- A set of Mystic Eyes of negligible rank (Enchantment, Binding)
- Shovel.

Fate Grand/Order, Epic of Remnant: Broken Boundary, Pseudo-Singularity - Fuyuki, Top/Brass Grail War

Hider

"Shuddup runt, we're almost there."

Magus Profile __________________________________________________________ Full-Name: Leodric Theovola Aliases: Leo, Harold, Sid, Al, etc Gender: Male Age: 23 Heritage Crest:364 Years Family: Theovola Species: Human Specialties: Black Magic/ Witchcraft Character Objectives:Make Efi happy.	Legend __________________________________________________________ Country: Belgium Nationality: Belgian Affiliations: Clock Tower, loose Rank: - Alignment: Neutral Evil Reason The world is for me and mine. If you don't like that way of thinking, you can just depart from it.

Stats __________________________________________________________ Magic Circuit Switch: Empty Howlings of the Wind Number of Magic Circuits: A Quality of Magic Circuits: C Mana: B Elemental Affinity: Imaginary Numbers Origin: Falsehood

Abilities __________________________________________________________ General Magecraft Leodric is proficient in General Fundementals, as expected of a graduate of the Clock Tower. Within the faculty of Jigmarie, the Theovola are regarded with equal derision and admiration. Derision for the foolishness of not expecting their downfall and preparing as such, admiration for what was accomplished. Personal Magecraft Judgment Punishment for the sinful. Salvation for the worthy. To Leodric, magecraft at its core is a mechanism used to mete out justice. A curious interpretation for one who continuously escapes his own. Little Sister Creation Though Leodric jokingly refers to it as such, in truth it really is just giving form to the distortions of the heart. With enough materials and preparation, a truly frightening amount of sisters can be created. Although, wouldn’t it be more accurate to call it daughter creation? Black Magic/Witchcraft While the general purview of all mystic arts pertaining to the left-hand path is available to Leodric, select sections are barred from him. A tragedy that befell him when he lost his formalwear. If only he could find that maid uniform… Mystic Codes Efi A ravenous creature whose insatiable appetite can only be appeased by the consumption of ‘lies’. As such, a general pain on Leodric’s wallet. The process of the creation of Efi is a carefully guarded secret of Leodric, and though it could be said that Efi’s existence is false, the bonds between the two very much are true. The irrevokable gift of a name is proof of that alone. A walking formula that manifests lies for the purpose of consumption, leading to growth. Mystic Tumbler An automatic deployment type mystic code that utilizes the innate ability of Leodric's alignment to create an opening to Imaginary Number space in response to harm. Useful for collecting food for Efi. Mystic Eyes/Face N/A

Personality

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A fairly apathetic individual, for him lying comes as easily as breathing. Other people's concerns don't particularly interest or matter to him, but to those he consider himself close too, he will do his best to carve out a bright future for himself and them. Annoyingly, he seems to have some quality which attracts trouble to him, and as a results grows close to many individuals regardless. As such, the 'world' he has defined as the people he surrounds himself with is constantly growing.

Background

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Once upon a time, there was a boy who lied.

One day, he thought to lie about a wolf. And so, for two days, he cried about a wolf in the pastures and laughed to himself all the way back home.

On the third day, a wolf came and ate all the sheep, and when the boy told everyone no one believed him. As he ran home, the wolf caught up to him and ate him.

The end.

It was the natural conclusion to the Theovola, a family who ran away from their consequences until eventually, it came back and consumed them all. For Leodric, musing on the fable of “The Boy Who Cried Wolf” was more than a cautionary tale. It was the essence of the family craft.

At the center of every lie, laid a wish. These distortions of the heart were harvested, studied, and utilized with abandon. Only when the signs of degradation came, did the Theovola realize the folly of their ways.

That ugly sight of decay haunted Leodric, who began to fervently wish for an escape from the fate they had inadvertently brought upon them. And for him, eventually, he found salvation within the mechanism for his destruction.

Did the wolf arrive from the woods, or did it coalesce into being from the careless boy who spoke of it?

Regardless, the past is behind Leodric now. He now travels around the world for his own delight.

Miscellaneous

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Mobile Suit Gundam: LIFELINE

The Venue

Two guards flanked the lanky individual caught between them. Some degree of uncomfortableness could be felt emanating from them as they awkwardly accosted Gaia in silence.

Bernard approved of their approach to duty in private but made a note to talk to them later. Why they allowed a potential unknown threat still maintain access to any devices was beyond him. A security exercise was due anyway, hopefully the rest of the crew will remember proper procedures in detaining suspects.

Communications has yet to report to him the identity of their mystery intruder, a most inauspicious sign. But the name of the fourth princess spilling from his lips prevented him from taking any more harsh action onto the boy in front of him. It was not inconceivable that the youth was addled and was unfamiliar with the proper procedures on the Venue. But still, the security of the royal family laid with him for the time being, and Bernard would be damned before he failed in his duty.

"Apologies for interrupting your day young man. But it is a requirement for all crew members and passengers to carry their identification cards upon their persons in visible locations due to security concerns.

"During our routine camera sweep, we noticed that you have not complied, and have thusly been considered a potential security threat. If you have the proper documents required on your persons, we will take but a moment of your time to confirm it's validity before continuing on our way. If you do not please follow us to the brig and give us the identity of your immediate superior so that we may contact them and inform them of the situation, from which we may proceed onwards from."

What was left unsaid was just what would happen in the case he really was a stowaway and was not authorized to be on the Venue. But such dark things were better left to the interrogators and other special units.

Besides, if his suspicions were correct, he would soon be busy talking to royalty soon. For his sake, he hoped dearly that the individual in front of him carried his identification.

@Yukitamas

Mobile Suit Gundam: LIFELINE

The Venue

To gaze upon the world through the eyes of a million dark eyes was to Bernard, an almost exhilarating experience. The operative word being almost. As an observer, Brache had at his disposal near omniscience within the Venue itself, but could not always act upon the sheer amount of information being processed before his very eyes.

It was an easy assignment with a disproportionate reward should he succeed in it. Run security over a royal procession towards the expo, and then receive accolades for keeping the royal family safe. A safe, simple assignment.

But yet, Bernard could not but feel uneasy. Perhaps it was the passive role he had taken. Rather then being the one to direct and dictate the terms of the metaphorical battle, he was essentially blind. Forced on the backfoot, to react to whatever dastardly scheme may be thrown his way.

Bernard frowned. It was unpleasant, to be the one carefully toeing their way around an invisible web. He was the one to plant layered schemes upon schemes, not run around like a lab rat in a maze.

Thankfully, his watch was almost over. Just half an hour and he would be free from the uncomfortable confines of paranoia, eyes carefully dissecting the screens arrayed on the wall. Within his peripherals, Brache's attention was caught by a peculiarity within the corridors of the Venue.

"Munifex Allen, bring up camera feed 142 on the main screen."

Wordlessly, Allen brought up a live feed of a rather strange sight of a near skeleton. A short, fleshy skeleton.

Bernard's frown deepened. He had gone over the roster of approved personnel, and while his memory was not infallible, he could not recall such a malnourished figure. And without any clear badge, a wide variety of scenarios played out in Bernard's mind. With his shift near finished, he decided that this called for further investigation. The incident providing as good an excuse as any to go out and stretch his legs while also completing his duty.

"Avocati Baker, you have command while I go investigate. Send two guards to intercept the unknown, I will personally go and interrogate them."

Once more repeating his orders into the comms, informing High Command of his intentions and of Avocati Baker's temporary assignment, Bernard Brache set out into the vastness of the Venue, intent on discovering who his mystery guest was and to relieve his own aching boredom.

@Yukitamas

Mobile Suit Gundam: LIFELINE

Bernard Brache

Signifer

23 (476 R.C.)║Zern Empire║Martian║Male

Physical Appearance

Standing at an impressive six feet, Bernard carries with him an aura of supreme confidence, bolstered by his skills in showmanship. Every action is emphasized and overblown, each movement acting in concert to punctuate his speech. Black hair runs across his face, framing a single violet eye staring out from a plane of pale skin, unmarred by any facial hair or scars.

Personality Traits:

• Boisterous
• Ostentatious
• Theatrical
• Self-Assured

Biography:

Child to both Adam Brache and Charlotte Brache (nee. Zobrist), he was brought up within the Imperial Palace as a servant. His time growing up serving the imperial family was bereft of any major incident save for one, which, if he is to be believed, is the cause for his wearing of an eyepatch and the subsequent departure of the Brache family from the estate within the following months.

Regardless, he looks back at the time he spent as a lowly servant boy with complicated feelings.

As time passed, he became enamored with military matters, and actively pursued a career within the Imperial Navy. While they were not lacking in finances, Bernard took to the independence granted to him in becoming an adult.

Enrolling in Deimos down the Naval Officer track, he excelled in the tasks assigned to him. Uncomfortable with depending on his family for financial assistance, he soon went out to acquire his own funds to further increase his own autonomy.

Thus, he set out to find his fortune within the cards.

Quickly becoming a menace to less than legal gambling houses along with overconfident nobles, Bernard was near-unanimously banned, suspected of using less than fair means to win in games of chance, and out of frustration from his own tactical acumen in games without. Of course, they were never able to provide any evidence of his wrongdoing, but many tables were often cleaned out if they were foolish enough to accept him at there tables. Nevertheless, over time he amassed riches, far more then what he required to pay for his continued tuition upon Deimos.

Even with the occasional ostentatious show of wealth, Bernard had with him enough funds to comfortably live a life of leisure. But still, he stuck to his path and graduated from Deimos as a naval officer of the Vern Empire, a rising star among the great military might of the empire.

Skills and Abilities

• Refined Human: While not enhanced to the level of nobility, Bernard carries with him standard genetic modifications of the Vern Empire. Simple treatments meant to help stave off the various malaise of the world and to provide a small boost in physical parameters.
• Genius Intellect: A genius of great magnitude. While not a true renaissance man, as long as he pours his talents and focuses on a subject, he would be able to show a degree of proficiency within it. His considerable intellect, however, is mainly aimed at military matters and that of theatrical works.
• Showmanship: Dazzling clothes and bombastic words to charm, entertain, or punctuate whatever subject Bernard chooses to focus on. A combination of multiple disciplines, from sleight of hand to oration all masterfully blended together to bolster his own natural charisma and to skillfully draw attention away from things he may want hidden.

Personal Items and Equipment

• Black and Silver Eyepatch: An embroidered eyepatch decorated with a single dark purple ornament. He could hardly be seen without it.
• Standard Officer Armaments: Bernard’s past has instilled within him a sense of propriety, and can rarely be seen without his sidearm or saber. If he could, he would wear his ceremonial garb everywhere regardless of practicality.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Despite his ability to adapt, Bernard is somewhat rigid in his methodologies. His love of showmanship is mirrored in his tactics and strategies, utilizing large showy forces to cover for more mission-critical forces he hides in his plans. A schemer at heart, he excels in utilizing small specialized forces to accomplish mission parameters, but as a result, has atrophied in utilizing larger forces to the best of their abilities.

That is not to say he could not effectively command such a force, but his biggest disadvantage is the time required to fully dedicate himself to switching over to such a role.

Besides his own specialties, Bernard is also foremost a commander, not a combatant. His strengths lie in planning and leading from the back. As such, his own skills in piloting, while respectable, are rather meager in comparison.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

• ZIMS-02R “Tommy Commander Type” - Modified to wear a cape made of an ablative fabric. Both to satiate his own desire for flashiness and also for some degree of extra protection.

Mobile Suit Gundam: LIFELINE

Bernard Brache

Signifer

23 (476 R.C.)║Zern Empire║Martian║Male

Physical Appearance

Standing at an impressive six feet, Bernard carries with him an aura of supreme confidence, bolstered by his skills in showmanship. Every action is emphasized and overblown, each movement acting in concert to punctuate his speech. Black hair runs across his face, framing a single violet eye staring out from a plane of pale skin, unmarred by any facial hair or scars.

Personality Traits:

• Boisterous
• Ostentatious
• Theatrical
• Self-Assured

Biography:

Child to both Adam Brache and Charlotte Brache (nee. Zobrist), he was brought up within the Imperial Palace as a servant. His time growing up serving the imperial family was bereft of any major incident save for one, which, if he is to be believed, is the cause for his wearing of an eyepatch and the subsequent departure of the Brache family from the estate within the following months.

Regardless, he looks back at the time he spent as a lowly servant boy with complicated feelings.

As time passed, he became enamored with military matters, and actively pursued a career within the Imperial Navy. While they were not lacking in finances, Bernard took to the independence granted to him in becoming an adult.

Enrolling in Deimos down the Naval Officer track, he excelled in the tasks assigned to him. Uncomfortable with depending on his family for financial assistance, he soon went out to acquire his own funds to further increase his own autonomy.

Thus, he set out to find his fortune within the cards.

Quickly becoming a menace to less than legal gambling houses along with overconfident nobles, Bernard was near-unanimously banned, suspected of using less than fair means to win in games of chance, and out of frustration from his own tactical acumen in games without. Of course, they were never able to provide any evidence of his wrongdoing, but many tables were often cleaned out if they were foolish enough to accept him at there tables. Nevertheless, over time he amassed riches, far more then what he required to pay for his continued tuition upon Deimos.

Even with the occasional ostentatious show of wealth, Bernard had with him enough funds to comfortably live a life of leisure. But still, he stuck to his path and graduated from Deimos as a naval officer of the Vern Empire, a rising star among the great military might of the empire.

Skills and Abilities

• Refined Human: While not enhanced to the level of nobility, Bernard carries with him standard genetic modifications of the Vern Empire. Simple treatments meant to help stave off the various malaise of the world and to provide a small boost in physical parameters.
• Genius Intellect: A genius of great magnitude. While not a true renaissance man, as long as he pours his talents and focuses on a subject, he would be able to show a degree of proficiency within it. His considerable intellect, however, is mainly aimed at military matters and that of theatrical works.
• Showmanship: Dazzling clothes and bombastic words to charm, entertain, or punctuate whatever subject Bernard chooses to focus on. A combination of multiple disciplines, from sleight of hand to oration all masterfully blended together to bolster his own natural charisma and to skillfully draw attention away from things he may want hidden.

Personal Items and Equipment

• Black and Silver Eyepatch: An embroidered eyepatch decorated with a single dark purple ornament. He could hardly be seen without it.
• Standard Officer Armaments: Bernard’s past has instilled within him a sense of propriety, and can rarely be seen without his sidearm or saber. If he could, he would wear his ceremonial garb everywhere regardless of practicality.

Strengths and Weaknesses

Despite his ability to adapt, Bernard is somewhat rigid in his methodologies. His love of showmanship is mirrored in his tactics and strategies, utilizing large showy forces to cover for more mission-critical forces he hides in his plans. A schemer at heart, he excels in utilizing small specialized forces to accomplish mission parameters, but as a result, has atrophied in utilizing larger forces to the best of their abilities.

That is not to say he could not effectively command such a force, but his biggest disadvantage is the time required to fully dedicate himself to switching over to such a role.

Besides his own specialties, Bernard is also foremost a commander, not a combatant. His strengths lie in planning and leading from the back. As such, his own skills in piloting, while respectable, are rather meager in comparison.

Chosen Mobile Weapon

• ZIMS-02R “Tommy Commander Type” - Modified to wear a cape made of an ablative fabric. Both to satiate his own desire for flashiness and also for some degree of extra protection.

Mobile Suit Gundam: LIFELINE

Hey, @Yukitamas press-ganged me into this. I hear it's starting soon and I'll try to get a sheet up soon. Thinking of making a character more focused on the naval side of things if that's alright with you guys.