@vancexentan I've posted. Assassin is outside the church's bounded field. She cannot see or hear anything that's going on inside the church. She can only see people that are entering or exiting the building.
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Orazio ended up taking the more polite teenager's advice with a grain of salt... emphasis on the 'salt' part. "Who you callin' an easy target, boiiiii?! Do I need to give you another rap?!" The gangsta wannabe whined. However, even somebody as thick-skulled as Orazio knew better than to keep pushing his luck when he was outnumbered like that. "Meh, whatever! So, where is this church's head person anyway, and what's so important that we all had to come here?" The half-baked Grimaldi heir asked, while crossing his arms in front of his chest and pouting. He didn't exactly like the situation and the patronizing treatment he was getting, but if there really was an important reason for all of them having been summoned to the Holy Church's base of operations, he had no choice but to keep patient...
Meanwhile, Assassin remained seated on top of the cherry blossom tree outside the church's protective perimeter, Presence Concealment still active to avoid detection. She couldn't see what was going on inside the church, nor could she hear anything, but she kept her eyes focused on the building regardless, making mental note of anyone who entered or exited the cathedral - like that well-dressed man and his bluish green-haired secretary that had walked inside the church a few minutes earlier. The macabre Servant's grip around her double-bladed axe tightened, as she wondered if any other Servants were lurking outside the church just like she was doing.
Meanwhile, Assassin remained seated on top of the cherry blossom tree outside the church's protective perimeter, Presence Concealment still active to avoid detection. She couldn't see what was going on inside the church, nor could she hear anything, but she kept her eyes focused on the building regardless, making mental note of anyone who entered or exited the cathedral - like that well-dressed man and his bluish green-haired secretary that had walked inside the church a few minutes earlier. The macabre Servant's grip around her double-bladed axe tightened, as she wondered if any other Servants were lurking outside the church just like she was doing.
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I think it'd work best if this whole debate was brought up IC, so that Adan may respond to it IC and so on.
I think it'd work best if this whole debate was brought up IC, so that Adan may respond to it IC and so on.
The servant characters aren't allowed beyond the gates. Leon entered the church in his first post, and then went further inside to go to the meeting room. Anyone conversing with Leon, and Togami have to be inside the church. Any servant who steps inside the church is spotted by the bounded field and stopped by the guard regardless of presence concealment for multiple values not just the bounded field itself. I would prefer not to spoil WHY the church has so many contingencies so I would ask that you not ask about all of them.
If you retcon Assassin seeing the people then I will remove Brother Jun's own assault on assassin. It was a warning more than anything.
I've removed that part entirely.
EDIT: Also, how did Kiyohime enter the church if no servant is allowed to enter?
As stated you're on a tree and somehow within eyesight of the people inside a cathedral. Meaning you're either seeing through the walls, or your inside the church grounds. There's no way to be watching what's happening in the church from a servant's perspective from outside the grounds.
I thought that all our characters were still on the courtyard, since Orazio and Aden were never invited inside. Even then, the tree argument still stands, she never breached the barrier. I'll gladly edit my previous post to remove the part of Assassin seeing Kiyohime, but if I do that, shouldn't the part of the executioner noticing Assassin also be retconed?
I'm sorry what? Assassin tried to sneak into church grounds. If she refuses to the church will not only eject Alter's character from the meeting but the guard will order Saber, and a nearby archer to kill assassin. She triggered a bounded field which gave her away.
She did? When? o.o
I'm confused. I can see how Assassin stepping inside the bounded field would set off the alarms and allow the executioner to guess where she is even with Presence Conealment active. However, I clearly stated in both of my posts that Assassin is standing on a tree just outside the church. She never set foot inside the bounded field, nor did she intend to.
Orazio had barely made his way inside the church, when a couple of teenagers that looked only a bit older than him started looking down on him. The more snobbish of the two even took the opportunity to insult him! Now, Orazio Grimaldi Jr. may not have been the smartest apple in the fruit basket, but he still had a deeply engraved sense of pride... though, in his particular case, it was probably more of a delusion. Needless to say, being disrespected in such a way pissed the young magus off something fierce. The rapper wannabe was about to retaliate by spitting some 'hot fire' of his own at his 2 would-be rivals, but then another man intervened at the scene, before this practically harmless dispute between teenagers could devolve into a full-blown brawl. The man that had intervened looked a bit older than them, and certainy had an aura of seriousness and level-headedness surrounding his presence. The suit certainly helped in that regard too! After the older man had kind of rudely grabbed Orazio's left arm, exposing the boy's Command Seals in the process, the gangsta-dressed magus in question quickly fixed himself. "Thanks, gramps, but I could've totally handled this on my own!" The coral-haired youth retorted. He called the man 'gramps', even though in reality he wasn't THAT old! Even so, there was an underlying sense of gratitude behind the kid's words. "These dudes just messed up with the wrong playa, son! But, it's all gucci man, I'm gonna drop my sick rhymes on them!" The gangsta wannabe claimed, as he started humming and lightly tapping his foot on the ground, feeling a sweet beat that existed only in his own imagination...
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Yeah... let's do this! What's the matter, dawg, why you disrecpect! I was gonna let it slide, but you got me mad as heck! I've never been to Vegas, son, but I know a thing or two! I play blackjack like a boss, and the money train goes CHOO CHOO!" As the horrible rapper spat his horrendously bad, impromptu rhymes, he shuffled his hands and made zany gestures like a maniac. He grabbed his golden chain with pride, as he continued break-dancing as if he was seizing up. "The name's Orazio Grimaldi, initials O.G. When I spit my hot fire, the ladies go 'Oh gee'!" He then shook his hand in front of his own face in a taunting manner, displaying clearly the Command Seals that were on the back of his hand. "You see these sweet tats, boy? I'm a qualified Master! If you treat me like a boytoy, prepare to get looked after! I would say more, but I see you are confused! I dropped pepper on your nose, and rubbed dirt on your boots! ZING! N-word!" Orazio ended his terrible rap solo (thankfully so) by making a gesture mimicking the dropping of an invisible mic, then crossed both arms in front of his stomach, forming an 'X'.
"Uh! Uh! Uh! Yeah... let's do this! What's the matter, dawg, why you disrecpect! I was gonna let it slide, but you got me mad as heck! I've never been to Vegas, son, but I know a thing or two! I play blackjack like a boss, and the money train goes CHOO CHOO!" As the horrible rapper spat his horrendously bad, impromptu rhymes, he shuffled his hands and made zany gestures like a maniac. He grabbed his golden chain with pride, as he continued break-dancing as if he was seizing up. "The name's Orazio Grimaldi, initials O.G. When I spit my hot fire, the ladies go 'Oh gee'!" He then shook his hand in front of his own face in a taunting manner, displaying clearly the Command Seals that were on the back of his hand. "You see these sweet tats, boy? I'm a qualified Master! If you treat me like a boytoy, prepare to get looked after! I would say more, but I see you are confused! I dropped pepper on your nose, and rubbed dirt on your boots! ZING! N-word!" Orazio ended his terrible rap solo (thankfully so) by making a gesture mimicking the dropping of an invisible mic, then crossed both arms in front of his stomach, forming an 'X'.
Though its not instantly noticable, the meeting is actually taking place in the evening.
(thanks for not using PM, AM Vance)
Whoops, my bad lol
I've edited my post.
It's a cold Winter evening and a few snowflakes are falling on top of the roof of what is particularly humble, 1-Star hotel on the outskirts of Fuyuki City, Japan. This sorry excuse of a hotel is usually avoided by tourists, who often favor something a bit more traditional-looking and more expensive when visiting the land of the rising sun. In the West, this is the kind of small hotel that would mainly get visited by eloping couples renting a room for just one night of privacy in their forbidden affair. However, in Japan even that kind of customers were rare, since Japanese women were known for having a stronger sense of honor and dignity, while Japanese men were known for owning katanas and knowing how to use them! Needless to say, this hotel wasn't much. But, it'd have to do for one Orazio Grimaldi Jr., heir to the Grimaldi family of mages, who had rented a room there temporarily, hoping to get some more allowance from his 'Pops', in order to eventually secure better and cozier lodgings for himself in this Holy Grail War that his family had more or less forced the poor kid to partake in.
This evening saw young Orazio in the middle of having a nap, as he slept lazily on his small hotel room's bed, clad in only a white shirt and his boxer briefs, snoring loudly enough to wake up an elephant, all the while a big snot bubble grew in and out of his nostril as he snored. Unbeknownst to our total slacker of a magus, something unseeable was lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike... waiting... waiting... THUMP. Orazio's snot bubble burst like a balloon, as he was rudely woken from his lazy slumber by the suffocating feeling of an enormous weight suddenly landing on his torso. "GYAAAAAKK!! H-huh... what the?! Who did!" The coral-haired youth blurted out, still very much in a daze from being so roughly awoken.
"Men are such sloths..." A woman of all things was sitting on the boy's torso, pinning him firmly on the bed he lied upon; She had fair skin and long, wavy, raven hair. She wore a flowing, black dress that looked like it came from ancient times, along with a decent amount of golden jewelry on her person. A V-shaped slit on the front of her dress revealed a fair amount of cleavage, though not so much of it as to qualify as indecent or vulgar. The lower part of her dress was slit on both sides, which combined with the woman’s current position of sitting on top of another person, revealed quite a bit of her long, pristine legs, while she also appeared to be barefoot. Normally, a man would be ecstatic at the sight of a presentable woman like that sitting on top of them and even exposing her assets for good measure, but the boy in question would prooobably be more worried about the archaic-looking axe that the woman was currently pointing literally at his throat! "If you had the nerve to summon me to fight for you in this foolish, futile War of yours, you should at least have the decency to take this more seriously… Master." The raven-haired woman told the young Orazio in a tone filled with contempt, though her face made no grimace to display such an emotion, instead staring unamusedly at the kid with her empty-looking, piercing blue eyes.
"A-A-Assassin!?" Orazio said with a clear stutter and an audible gulp. "What did you wake me up for, gurl!? I was taking a nap! Even my sick rhymes need a rest once in a while, yo!" The coral-haired youth protested, trying to inject street lingo into his speech pattern, but failing miserably at it.
Needless to say, Assassin was less than amused by her Master’s embarrassing attitude, yet she was capable of maintaining her composure well enough to give him a stoic, but still stern reply. "I trust you have not forgotten that the regulators of this silly War have called for a meeting between all Masters this evening. Unless you wish to be marked as a rogue and have everybody out for your blood, I implore you to get there with haste." The axe-wielding Servant said, before dissolving into spirit form, disappearing completely from view.
"Stupid Assassin, telling me what to do… You’re not my mum!" Orazio complained under his teeth in quite the grumpy mood, as he begrudgingly got up from the bed. The Grimaldi magus dressed up quickly and sloppily, donning a green jersey that was a couple sizes too big for him, baggy sweatpants and white sneakers. He then put on a pair of visor-esque sunglasses, a baseball cap, and lastly several different-colored wristbands. Around his neck, the rapper wannabe hung a golden chain necklace with the initials ‘O.G.’ engraved on it. "Alright, the Real O.G. is on the run, yo! We’re gonna win the Grail and have fun, yo! The gurls back home are gonna call me hun, yo!" Orazio rhymed badly, before sliding his baseball cap sideways upon his head and taking off.
After about half an hour, give or take, the young Orazio had finally reached the Fuyuki City Cathedral. Standing just by the open gates leading to the church's main courtyard, the unconventionally-dressed magus called out to a man dressed in priest's robes. "Yo, Church bro! I'm here for the meeting, yo! Is this the right place?" The coral-haired teenager asked the long-haired man, while waving his arms frantically to get the latter's attention.
Meanwhile, Assassin kept herself hidden, sitting on top of the branch of a cherry blossom tree located just outside the perimeter that was the Church's neutral grounds. Her 'Presence Concealment' Skill was active in order to avoid being detected by others. "Hmph... Fool." The archaic-dressed woman harrumphed to herself as she watched her Master from a distance.
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This evening saw young Orazio in the middle of having a nap, as he slept lazily on his small hotel room's bed, clad in only a white shirt and his boxer briefs, snoring loudly enough to wake up an elephant, all the while a big snot bubble grew in and out of his nostril as he snored. Unbeknownst to our total slacker of a magus, something unseeable was lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike... waiting... waiting... THUMP. Orazio's snot bubble burst like a balloon, as he was rudely woken from his lazy slumber by the suffocating feeling of an enormous weight suddenly landing on his torso. "GYAAAAAKK!! H-huh... what the?! Who did!" The coral-haired youth blurted out, still very much in a daze from being so roughly awoken.
"Men are such sloths..." A woman of all things was sitting on the boy's torso, pinning him firmly on the bed he lied upon; She had fair skin and long, wavy, raven hair. She wore a flowing, black dress that looked like it came from ancient times, along with a decent amount of golden jewelry on her person. A V-shaped slit on the front of her dress revealed a fair amount of cleavage, though not so much of it as to qualify as indecent or vulgar. The lower part of her dress was slit on both sides, which combined with the woman’s current position of sitting on top of another person, revealed quite a bit of her long, pristine legs, while she also appeared to be barefoot. Normally, a man would be ecstatic at the sight of a presentable woman like that sitting on top of them and even exposing her assets for good measure, but the boy in question would prooobably be more worried about the archaic-looking axe that the woman was currently pointing literally at his throat! "If you had the nerve to summon me to fight for you in this foolish, futile War of yours, you should at least have the decency to take this more seriously… Master." The raven-haired woman told the young Orazio in a tone filled with contempt, though her face made no grimace to display such an emotion, instead staring unamusedly at the kid with her empty-looking, piercing blue eyes.
"A-A-Assassin!?" Orazio said with a clear stutter and an audible gulp. "What did you wake me up for, gurl!? I was taking a nap! Even my sick rhymes need a rest once in a while, yo!" The coral-haired youth protested, trying to inject street lingo into his speech pattern, but failing miserably at it.
Needless to say, Assassin was less than amused by her Master’s embarrassing attitude, yet she was capable of maintaining her composure well enough to give him a stoic, but still stern reply. "I trust you have not forgotten that the regulators of this silly War have called for a meeting between all Masters this evening. Unless you wish to be marked as a rogue and have everybody out for your blood, I implore you to get there with haste." The axe-wielding Servant said, before dissolving into spirit form, disappearing completely from view.
"Stupid Assassin, telling me what to do… You’re not my mum!" Orazio complained under his teeth in quite the grumpy mood, as he begrudgingly got up from the bed. The Grimaldi magus dressed up quickly and sloppily, donning a green jersey that was a couple sizes too big for him, baggy sweatpants and white sneakers. He then put on a pair of visor-esque sunglasses, a baseball cap, and lastly several different-colored wristbands. Around his neck, the rapper wannabe hung a golden chain necklace with the initials ‘O.G.’ engraved on it. "Alright, the Real O.G. is on the run, yo! We’re gonna win the Grail and have fun, yo! The gurls back home are gonna call me hun, yo!" Orazio rhymed badly, before sliding his baseball cap sideways upon his head and taking off.
After about half an hour, give or take, the young Orazio had finally reached the Fuyuki City Cathedral. Standing just by the open gates leading to the church's main courtyard, the unconventionally-dressed magus called out to a man dressed in priest's robes. "Yo, Church bro! I'm here for the meeting, yo! Is this the right place?" The coral-haired teenager asked the long-haired man, while waving his arms frantically to get the latter's attention.
Meanwhile, Assassin kept herself hidden, sitting on top of the branch of a cherry blossom tree located just outside the perimeter that was the Church's neutral grounds. Her 'Presence Concealment' Skill was active in order to avoid being detected by others. "Hmph... Fool." The archaic-dressed woman harrumphed to herself as she watched her Master from a distance.
@vancexentan
Alright should I get to work on the IC then?
I've updated my sheets for Orazio and Assassin to show that they've been paired up.
Feel free to start whenever you'd like, I have no issues. Ideally, we should have a slow start and not get into the Murder Death Kill stuff until later on imo. That way, we can hopefully get more people in as we progress.
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