Feyblue

Fate/esoterica

@Crusader Lord*muffled eurobeat playing in the distance*

Fate/esoterica

...Probably wouldn't take effect if you just talked to her, provided you didn't realize she was a Servant. If you did, though, you'd probably forget that part of the conversation. If you did later witness Jack fighting after that, though, you'd discover that she was in fact the girl you talked to - which in turn would cause that information to be erased after the fight, leaving you at square one of "you talked to a girl."

3 Nations: The World Of Mecha

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Aster flinched, biting her lip to suppress the weak part of herself that still wanted to whimper at the sensation as the cockpit joints clamped down hard on her shoulders, waist, and legs. With a faint click, the magnetized seals that connected the force-dampening harness to her flightsuit engaged, and thin needles worked their way into each of her arms. A moment later, however, the pain vanished, replaced by a dull sensation of weight and energy working its way up her limbs and through her bloodstream as her first dose of piloting stims kicked in. She blinked, and her vision seemed to clear ahead of her - just in time, as the Alecto's viewscreen powered up, the distinctive series of glimmering green visors on its dish-like head sparking to life and revealing the sight of the ground far below her. Although she couldn't see it yet, a faint cloud of dust on the horizon told her the location of her objective.

The train. The mission was, in theory, simple - much like many of the mock operations she'd done in training. She was to eliminate multiple enemy escort units and acquire the cargo they protected unharmed. This time, she'd even have mercenary pilots providing her backup - a luxury she hadn't had while in training. And yet, why was it that she still felt so nervous? Even with the dose of drugs to hone her focus, her hands were still shaking even as the movement-sensitive control terminals folded up and closed tightly around them. The camera jittered for a moment, and she had to take a deep breath to stop herself from twitching too much.

Real combat. Real weapons. Real enemy pilots. It was like the doctor had always told her it would be: kill, or be killed. This was finally it. There was no going back now.

"Alecto, preparing to drop onto target site. Right... I'll open communications over the encrypted mercenary frequency now." Unable to remove her hands from the machine's controls, she instead blinked twice, an input which the cockpit camera registered as the hotkey in order to activate the suit's voice-commands. "Computer, begin transmission on T.'s frequency." The green dot in the corner of the HUD blinked once, and a mechanical voice responded in the affirmative, confirming that it was ready to send her signal.

"This is Pilot Designate F-003 'Alecto' hailing 'T.' We are now confirming arrival over the Iron Canal. I'll standby just outside of sensor range, but I'm prepared for rapid aerial deployment against the target when all other units are in position. Please confirm your status. Alecto out."

@Pathfinder@Liotrent@vietmyke@Duoya

Fate/esoterica

@VitaVitaAR Sorry for the delay. Finally managed to get another Mira post in.

...Also, I think I just flipped the Nasuverse upside down with that closing question. Something is seriously wrong here.

Fate/esoterica

Mira Grace

Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #8AB8E6 || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #EBB40E

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For a single moment, everything was still.

"My class is Saber." The firm yet gentle voice echoed faintly in the now-silent chamber, and Mira found herself unconsciously jolting bolt upright, as if standing at attention. She had no idea what manner of Servant she'd summoned, but from her very first words - not even to mention from the power she could sense behind them - she instinctively knew that this woman, whoever she was, deserved the utmost respect, and should receive nothing less as a guest in the Witch's home.

"As the one who summoned me, you can only be my Master. Is this correct?" Mira opened her mouth to answer, but felt as if her lungs were devoid of air. She was... talking to someone? This had never happened before. Not since her mother's death had she been in the company of another being that could understand her. It was everything she'd dreamed of, and yet, she couldn't help but suddenly feel terrified. How was she supposed to talk to other people? What if she said something wrong and upset this woman? Unlike her familiars, this spirit had a will of her own and the freedom to act upon it. She couldn't afford to make her Servant angry with her before the war even started... What was she supposed to say? What was she supposed to do?

She couldn't think of anything else, and so bowed deeply, removing her hat with one hand - it was only polite to show deference to such an eminent person, wasn't it? - while awkwardly trying to perform a proper curtsy with the other when she hadn't practiced etiquette in years.

"M-my name is Mira Grace," She said softly. Her voice barely managed more than a whisper, but she nevertheless forced the words out, even though the very nature of her being went against speaking, filling her mind with countless fears and possibilities. "As you've said, I... indeed summoned you just now, and the connection seems to have been established properly." She held up her yet-bloodied hand, turning it to show the arcane marking upon its back - a crimson pattern resembling two crossed swords, each curving across the other and then back upward, adorned on either side with four wing-like shapes of criss-crossing lines reminiscent of veins. "However... I am not the one to decide whether or not I am your Master." She rubbed the cut on the palm of her hand unconsciously, a faint pulse of prana flowing through it as her Magical Crest activated, and a simple healing spell closed the wound. "That is to say, this ritual only grants me the power to compel you to act a total of three times, correct? Then, outside of that, the only sense in which I would be your 'Master' is if you chose to serve me for the sake of preserving both our lives together, and seeing both of our wishes granted."

She took a deep breath. She needed to be polite, concise, but most importantly, direct. In a battle, no great warrior would desire to serve under an indecisive captain. Then, if those sorts of words where what was required...!

"Then... Rather than asking me if I am to be your Master..." She mustered as much courage as she could, and said the first thing that came to her head.

"I ask of you, Saber: are you my Servant?"

Margrail Duel School (A Yu-Gi-Oh RP)

I'm really sorry, but it looks like I'm not going to have time for this RP after all. @_@ In the next couple of weeks, my shifts are going to be getting longer at work, and I also need to prepare for moving back to college in a little under a month. That much aside, two other RPs I already signed up for have finally started, so I just really don't have much time to write aside from that.

I hope I'll get the chance to RP with you later. ^^;

Margrail Duel School (A Yu-Gi-Oh RP)

Alright. I'll start working on the cards. Hopefully should be done with a test deck by tonight.

Margrail Duel School (A Yu-Gi-Oh RP)

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Careful with having too many searchers. Kinda makes it rather unfun to fight against.

@1Charak2

That's actually kind of why I wanted to do something other than Gusto. Gusto is ENTIRELY searchers, and I wanted something a little closer to vanilla Psychics with their wonky banishment searches and stuff. The concept I have is a bit shaky so far, but I have the basic idea down.

I think I'll probably go for a mixed archetype of various aqua, rock, and winged beast type weak tuners supporting a series of three high-level spellcasters by doing stuff like sending them from the deck to the graveyard when one supporter is destroyed by battle, setting up to summon them back when a specific other supporter is summoned to set up for pre-defined synchro combos of a specific tuner and a specific spellcaster. The resulting synchros would then be able to achieve different effects by shuffling different types of supporters back from the graveyard into the deck, while the archetype's supporting spell cards would shuffle spellcasters back in to achieve powerful effects, but the archetype's field spell would benefit from having multiple spellcasters still in the graveyard, making it a balancing act between having monsters available and powering up the monsters you've got on the field. In lieu of my usual Assault Modes, I'd also probably include some kind of XYZ or Fusion Monster requiring multiple Synchros to set up as a final ultimate trump card, just because I like having monsters that go steadily through different stages.

What do you think?

Margrail Duel School (A Yu-Gi-Oh RP)

Hmm... On second thought, I might try to come up with my own original archetype. It'll probably still end up being sychro-oriented with low attack power but a lot of searchers, but might end up being more psychics than Gustos. ...Or I might go with spellcasters, instead, just to mix things up.