JohnWolff

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XD did you know apparently Gilgamesh has some kind of ancient magic minigun? :P and his true Noble Phantasm is Anti-World

arowne97

Hah. Just when he was already a god among man before. Damn. That looked like it could destroy an entire galaxy or something.

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actually, it's not the same Gilgamesh. His personality is influenced by the era he's summoned into. That era was really fucked up, so he had a really arrogant, shitty attitude. This is him from Fate/Extra CCC. He's somewhat enjoying the year 2032, so he has a better attitude. He's not as much of an asshole, but he's still arrogant. This Gilgamesh came to be because Nasu wanted to show that there was more to his personality.

arowne97

No kidding. It is true that Gilgamesh has a more honorable side to him, something that was even hinted in Fate/Stay Night. It should be interesting to see how the kinder gilg would play out. :) Hah, I can't wait to see his reaction to Sayaka's unlimited blades. Do you have enough swords, king of heroes? xD

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It's Gilgamesh.

arowne97

Shhhhhhhhit. xD You know, when I played Fate/Stay Night, I kept on comparing Saber's idealism with Sayaka's. Goddamn, her confrontation with Gilgamesh is either going to be really ugly or really interesting. xD

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After her brief period of self-monologuing and justifying her decision to help these people, Sayaka was ready for action. Her first move was to help the unconscious girl in the room. The marine had been blasted to smithereens, so there was no helping him. The other soldier who had senselessly smashed himself onto the wall should be fine with his protective armor. Sayaka approached Cal and knelt before her face. "Hey miss, are you alright?" she asked while gently shaking the lifeless body. She held up her wrist and checked her pulse. Still alive. The girl was just sleeping, probably dreaming. Sayaka breathed a sigh of relief; at least the dying had stopped. She looked up and examined the room once more. The others were distracted among their own conversations and the like. It would be difficult to round them up and have them work together to get out of here, not to mention that she was hardly the leader type to perform such a task. She looked towards the only available exit from this room - the archway opening that seemed to lead into a larger section of the structure. Giving another brief but concerned look at Cal, Sayaka stepped away and finally began her search for an exit. It was the best thing she could do for now. Perhaps the others would listen if an exit from this prison was found.

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since there seems to be tons of (no offense) silly questions asked in the OOC.

Cynder

Not to mention the off topic song-spam recently occurring. :P

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If she could help it, Sayaka would never condone murder - regardless of the victim's nature and morality. With a flash and a bang as dramatic as the events that had taken place in this room, the giant whom Sayaka had thought she was going to fight had been vaporized into non-existence. Once again, the unpredictable powers that be of this place had left her gasping for breath. She stumbled back against the wall. She was stunned by the sudden turn of events, but was nevertheless well aware of what had occurred. "Hey! Come back!" she shouted at the voice whose prior statements had implied that the source belonged to the one responsible for trapping them here, as well as dealing whatever karmic fate onto that barbaric creature. "Who are you?! What did you do to that ogre?!" Sayaka grinded her teeth. Three more beings were materialized into the room - two of them another pair of armored knights, one of them a cyborg with a metal arm - but all of the chaos that had taken place all at once left Sayaka disoriented and fatigued. She felt helpless about the two deaths, the same helplessness she had once felt when she had to watch her friend die before her, the helplessness of bearing the heavy responsibility of justice but being too weak to carry it out. That was when the memories came back to her, memories of her killing all those witches in the name of justice, of the revelation that those very same witches were once magical girls like herself before they fell into despair, much like she did. "What are you so worked up about, you hypocrite?" she berated herself. Another sigh was breathed from her exhaustion, and a palm was raised to support her heavy head. A dewdrop began forming in the pit of her eye, on the side of her face her hand was not covering. It was not until when it came pouring out down her cheek in a thin stream of tears that she realized what was happening. She swiftly shifted her hand onto the other side of her face as she turned it away from both Ib and the jaguar. Her breathing had to be regulated once again to suppress the sniffling that was taking place. "Dammit, how many times are you gonna cry per day, you idiot?" Having wiped away the embarrassing self-pity off her face, Sayaka relaxed her hand and returned her gaze back to the little girl, a forced smile across her lips. Ib was tranquil again, and the jaguar seemed friendly enough not to protest against her usage of him as a pillow. With another deep breath and two light slaps on her cheeks, Sayaka smacked the last of her moodiness away to ensure she was stable enough to make rational decisions. She swiveled her eyes to the other side of the room, where the hallway she was to enter resided. "I need to get home," she reminded herself as she stared blankly at the lonesome archway leading to another room. It was a simple matter of walking down that pathway to find the exit, and yet there was the looming threat of their omnipotent host wiping out whomever that tried. She surveyed the surrounding people once again, paying heed to the distinctive traits each of them had. Aside from the few like Ib and the unconscious Cal, most of them seemed more than capable of handling themselves. However, the same could be said for that gargantuan behemoth that had just been dematerialized. "I need to get home, but I can't just abandon these people..." She might not be able to prevent more killings from being done here, and she might not be able to help the people here. It was painfully obvious that she was dealing with powers beyond her control. But despite all that, she wanted to do whatever her capabilities allowed her to, whatever she could do to help. She was raised that way, having an obstinate moral obligation of black and white. And if she walked away from these innocence, she would consider herself a 'black,' a contradiction of everything she had stood for. She did try to see things in grey for a while now ever since her impossible self-demands had cost her sanity, but after all this time, she could still not remove her obsessive urge to do good. Perhaps, after that period of insanity, the trauma had sealed away any possibility of freeing herself from the obsession. Or perhaps it was simply due to her principles, she rationalized. "Principles" was a word that carried much weight for her. It was due to her principles that she remained stubborn even when she understood the dangers of her non-compromising views. It was who she is, and her heart was content with her way of living, even when it had caused her nothing but endless suffering. She couldn't live with herself otherwise. She did not choose to remain a magical girl because of some petty guilt or self-pitying trauma, she chose to because it was a simple matter of principles. And now, live or die facing their kidnapper, she had no other choice but to stay.

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Okay, but two is my limit. What do you think, guys? Is two from 40K okay?

Entropsy

Two is okay, but I think more will overturn this RP into a 40k story. :P

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lol Slayers. Lina Inverse reminds me of Kyoko Sakura from Madoka Magica, especially her pragmatic attitude about earning her pay while performing justice at the same time. And considering how the fandom paired Kyoko with Sayaka as a yuri couple, I think Lina and Sayaka is going to get along just fine if they ever talk to each other. Can't wait. :D

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Just as Sayaka was tending to the frightened little girl, a series of dimensional portals opened up across the room. It merely lasted a second, and despite her eyes being fixated on Ib, the brief flashing of these doorways to another world was enough to catch Sayaka's attention. By the time she turned her head towards the latest commotion, however, another armored warrior monstrosity had came charging through one of those portals and into the room, its colorful outfit obviously contrasting the bleakness of the background. As Sayaka concerned herself the potential dangers of another gun-totting brute like Ghazghkull coming into this room, the marine did not give her a chance to react or think, and instead pulled out what literally looked like a musical instrument of death, a hybrid mechanism between a large rifle and a guitar. He raised his arm to strum, and an ominous feeling left Sayaka gasping for air. Another series of noise immediately came into being. It was much different this time; unlike the harmless clamors that came before, this one was an auditory attack. Like many of the others, she huddled her head in agony, incapable of doing anything else. It merely lasted a short moment, soon replaced with the sounds of a firing cannon, but the acoustic shock was enough to send Sayaka stumbling forward, crashing onto the floor. "Goddammit!" she finally cursed, albeit in her mind. "What the hell is wrong with these people?! Making all this racket." Just as she gradually recovered from the attack, she recalled hearing a subtle mix of weapon discharge amid the sonic-wave blast. She jerked her head up to confirm her fears - the marine appeared dead, lying lifelessly on the floor thirty feet away from her. A sense of emptiness struck Sayaka's heart as she wrapped her head around the murder that had just occurred. And then she felt her heart burning, burning with fury that coursed through her veins. "You murderer..." she whispered, with a voice so soft even the echo did not pick up. As she stood up to face the green Goliath, the ring on Sayaka's finger began to shimmer fiercely with a cyan aura of power. She did not think of the possible dangers she might face confronting this foe. Her mind was instead only filled with questioning the heinous act that had been performed in this room.

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Hah, I just Googled images of "Noise Marines". Yeah, I think Sayaka's going to be hesitant healing one of these uglies... lol