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Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Richard Montag

It should have been a time for hurry, when all the chosen descended upon the city, resplendent in the gifts of their families and benefactors, to raise forth mighty spirits and lay claim to their chosen bastions. A time of uncertainty, when Master first meets Servant, and each assess the others place among their morals and schemes. None of this even began to scratch the surface of the sheer labor with which the Master's must acquaint themselves with the city and play their part in the imminent game of cat and mouse with several eager parties believing themselves more feline then rodent.

Fortunate then for Richard that he savored the evening air as the opening salvo rang, not in a flurry of rampant motion, but from the leisure of an open apartment window, a cigarette lowly burning between his clenched fingers. After all, he'd been in Blue Field three days already, unfettered by outside organization and free to move as he pleased, even if his family complained fiercely about the inevitable death and loss of their heir.

Nestled within one apartment of many, a complex whose occupants remained ignorant of the true intentions of their new neighbor, amenable as he and his Servant may be. He'd considered putting a bounded field over the entire building to encourage the other occupants to be a bit less nosy, but decided against it in the end. Suffice it to say I would be better served with neighbors to dissuade conflict then a barrier to stall it.

Having settled upon a simple ward scheme that contained any errant emissions he and his rugged companion might make, Richard felt quiet comfortable in the flat, not least of all because of the presence of a spirit of old
now borne again to fight for him. The summoning circle was little more then a series of smudges now, sanitized and covered up with a cheery throw rug. After all, he was paying for the apartment, so he may as well keep it tidy while he enjoys it.

He slid the window shut and snuffed out his cigarette in an ash tray in passing, only to reach into his coat and pull forth a car key which jingled merrily its freedom.

"It sounds like events are starting to roll into motion out there. I couldn't say I'm eager for the blood sport, but fancy a drive around town to see what's going on?" Richard asked, his voice carrying an undercurrent of ease unsuited to the monumental task at hand. He walked with a casual gait, passing by a trio of propane cylinders without a grill to house them as he made for the door. "Who knows? Maybe we'll meet a prospective ally on the streets? "

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Archer-Semiramis

Semiramis

Queen of Assyria - Borne of the Gate of Babylon - Divine Conqueror

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Class: Archer
Birth/Death: 800s B.C.
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral Good
Catalyst: An arrow stained in the blood of King Ninus.

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Personality: She's a women of character and class, with a gravitas that demands attention and leaves no question as to how she alone was fit to lead her nation. Semiramis indulges in the finer things of life as due her station, and is bereft of such petty notions as humility and restraint. Yet as she lavishes in her fine silk she aspires to ever greater heights, bringing conquests and their riches to create ever flourishing and vibrant cities. Her nation is her greatest treasure, a garden carefully tended to the adulation and applause of her subjects.

Semiramis knows what is best, and she has the unshakable confidence to convince others of that fact as she carries them forward like minnows in the wake of a shark. Whether she convinces with a smile, a few choice words, a knocked arrow, or the promise of army intervention is by and large a matter of personal preference, one she leaves vague for a measure of amusement.

Bio: The legends of Semiramis are more varied then one can imagine, their views of the ancient Queen stained or polished by her relations with the story tellers land. A poisonous harlot who spread idolatry and was motivated by her lusts above all else to some, while to others, she was a savior who took power amidst turmoil and brought prosperity in its place. Born and abandoned by the Syrian Fish Goddess, she was cared for by doves till being discovered as a babe by the Royal Shepard.

Semiramis was known for her beauty, yet her renown spread far when she was married to a general of King Ninus, for whom brought great victory with words of sound advice. His crowning and final glory came when Semiramis herself took to the field of battle and captured a pivotal point in the enemies defensive formation, leading to their surrender. A women of such beauty, guile, and unprecedented bravery quickly stole the heart of King Ninus who demanded her hand in marriage. Caught between devotion to King and Spouse, the general took his life, and Assyria had its Queen.

The Queen would come to power fully when an arrow claimed the King's life and, their son being too young, pushed her into the regency. Rumors persisted that the Queen, seeking to consolidate the power for herself, had arranged for the archer herself. To disabuse such notions she would frequently demonstrate her own skill with the weapon in the ensuing campaigns to expand the nations territory was adequate to have done the job herself. Opposition to an openly female Regent was always fierce, yet she responded with success heaped upon success amidst a 42 year reign, with public works ranging from rebuilding the city and walls of Babylon to raising great temples and public works from border to border....minus one blunder in India involved camels, bison hide, and imaginary elephants. And though she claimed many lives, from foreigners she could never hope to pronounce to dear sweat Nimrod, she never lost a nights sleep over the sacrifices required.

She abdicated her throne to her son at the end of her reign, and retired to her villa, content in the knowledge her works would outlive even as her name was twisted alongside them through the ages.

Appearance: Having been vilified especially fierce by fringe elements among the Church in their crusade on polytheistic cultures and paganism, her appearance upon summoning has been distorted by the public views of her name.

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Parameters:
Strength D
Endurance C
Agility: A
Mana: B
Luck: A

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Class Skills:
Magic Resistance B: Being the child of a Goddess and a mortal borne into the Age of Gods and thrust into wars and political machinations for most of her life, Semiramis had developed a resistance to High Thaumaturgy and is practically immune to modern magecraft.

Independent Action A: It is possible to take action even without a Master. However, to use Noble Phantasms of great magical energy consumption, backup from the Master is necessary. At Rank A, it is possible for a Servant to stay in the world for about a week without a Master.

Personal Skills:
Charisma B: a composite Skill consisting of a person's charm as well as the natural talent to command or unify an army or country. Increases the ability of allies during group battles.

Manifestation of Beauty(False) B : The capacity of a divine beauty to charm others.

Divinity C: Daughter of the Syrian Fish Goddess and her mortal lover, Semiramis bears half divine blood amidst the Age of Gods.

Clairvoyance C (Doves): Borne with an affinity for the avian, Semiramis now has Dove familiars who function as her eyes and ears, vastly expanding the ranges she can operate by utilizing their vision to expand her own.

Noble Phantasm:
Title: King Slaying Dove
Rank: B (B+)
Type: Anti-Infantry
Range: 2 - 60
Maximum Targets: 1
Description: By invoking the name of her Noble Phantasm, Semiramis can deliver an arrow as though upon the wings of a divine bird to a targeted Servant. The strength of this arrow increases drastically from B to B++ if the target bears the title of monarch or such similar ruler. Additionally, the King Slaying Dove reacts to any poison with an explosive detonation, as well as selectively detonating any of Semiramis' doves she desires.

Title: Queen's Final Cup
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 2-60
Maximum Targets: 200
Description: Semiramis takes all the tales of his poisonous exploits and releases them as a dove stained green with toxicity. It strikes a target and douses the area around it in lethal toxins, ensuring their breath will be taken in intoxicating agony as the very air turns against them.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

Master - Richard Montag

Richard Montag

Age - 38 | Alignment - Lawful Neutral | Rank - Cause

Reason: To grasp an opportunity.

Command Seals: A two plumes rising from the caldera of a jagged peak.

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Personality: Richard has always been a grounded man among the idealists of the moonlit world with their grand aspirations for the Root. He has the interest to pursue his magecraft, but it is not the all consuming desire the dictates the lives of his contemporaries. His interests are often more inclined towards the practical aspects of supporting a fourth generation magus household, often through making small, sensible loans to upstart businesses catering to the Magus community as well as enterprising students with little funds of their own, in exchange for compensation, monetary or academic, further down the line.

This has earned Richard no love from his betters whose paranoia might lead one to believe he were laying the framework for a grand scheme to influence the young and prosperous of the moonlit world, but he doesn't mind the wild speculation and in fact takes no small measure of amusement from it. Bearing the visage of a modern businessman alongside the scars of a magus who has pushed against the borders of his favored craft with unpredictable results, most who talk to him find Richard pleasant, but harmless to them or their interests. He converses with a welcoming air about him, sometimes revealing glimpses of a self depreciating sense of humor oft unseen in prideful magi. Holds the belief that he has averted more attempts upon his own life, limb, and research through dialogue then any duel of mysteries.

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Bio: Born to a family of respectably moderate age and enough holdings not to be deemed destitute by their peers, Richard was expected to be the one who would provide his family with something to distinguish themselves among the moonlit world. To the families chagrin, he did nothing of the sort. Entering into the Clocktower at a reasonable age, unlike those child prodigies who had their first research grant at 10, he labored well enough to succeed in all his classes though never excelling enough to be singled out by instructors for special attention. There was a hope that he would find his spark of genius among the more cut throat departments of the Clocktower or seclude himself in isolation like the mad Magus' who concocted grand machinations away from prying eyes.

Then he joined the Archaeology Department (Researching the levels of ambient prana found in the air through the ages), the department known for being so far removed from an Magus Association conflicts that they didn't even shoot their trespassers on sight, and the family promptly abandoned all expectations for their heir to put them on the map. Richard was delighted by this news, and continued to work in relative peace and fostered connections among the very department noted for also producing Touka Aozaki, Souren Araya, and Cornelius Alba.

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Abilities
Trigger:A cigar burning flesh.
Element:Wind
Number Of Magic Circuits: C
Quality Of Magic Circuits: B

General Magecraft: While not exceptional, he is well versed in his general studies and can perform the basics feats of any moderately proficient mage without issue.

Structural Grasping: Due to the nature of his magecraft as well as his employment, Richard has invested a great deal of time into the basic magecraft related to the understanding of materials compositions, Structural Grasping. Not to say he has wholly mastered the art and all its secrets, but is skilled enough to grasp the chemical composition of the air around him for twenty meters in all directions.

Alchemy: While the Clocktower is not as renowned for its Alchemists as another prestigious institution is, there are more then enough magi who are proficient in the magical chemistry. Alchemy pertains to the re-arranging of substances and materials into different forms through means of combustion, distillation, prana infusion, etc.

Manipulation of Matter's Third State: By suffusing any sufficiently understood gas, smoke, or airborne particulates with his own prana, Richard can thus manipulate it to his will as though an impromptu familiar, though the gases have no will beyond what Montag makes of it. Note, this does not confer control after changing from a gas state to a liquid or a solid, even if Richard is capable of performing that transition.

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Crest: 340 Years.

Mystic Codes:
Gentlemen's Cigar Case: A slim silver case holding twelve hand rolled cigars, with its exterior emblazoned with a raised M in a stylized font. While serving an obvious practical purpose, the case's mystical role is to draw contaminants and assorted noxious gases from the air and infuse them into the cases contents, altering the cigars into potent toxic weapons when burned to create manipulable smoke clouds. This process occurs passively but should Montag actively wield the Case he could draw the air to it like a vacuum, allowing him to accumulate greater mass to manipulate.

Ocular Spectrometer: Glasses capable of seeing across a broad spectrum of light, offering greater insight into the natural and mystical portions of life around him. Useful for providing insight into the matter with which he works with.

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The Firebrand's Lighter: A similarly silver lighter to match the Gentleman's Case, this lighter does not just produce a tiny flame for lighting cigars, but also a ten foot long whip of flame Richard uses to defend his person while his gases do their work.

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Extra Benefit

Three Day Early Summoning: Richard arrived early and summoned his Servant, giving him ample time to secure a base in his desired area and begin spread basic familiars across the city without competition.

Archer-Semiramis

Semiramis

Queen of Assyria - Borne of the Gate of Babylon - Divine Conqueror

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Class: Archer
Birth/Death: 800s B.C.
Gender: Female
Alignment: Neutral Good
Catalyst: An arrow stained in the blood of King Ninus.

---

Personality: She's a women of character and class, with a gravitas that demands attention and leaves no question as to how she alone was fit to lead her nation. Semiramis indulges in the finer things of life as due her station, and is bereft of such petty notions as humility and restraint. Yet as she lavishes in her fine silk she aspires to ever greater heights, bringing conquests and their riches to create ever flourishing and vibrant cities. Her nation is her greatest treasure, a garden carefully tended to the adulation and applause of her subjects.

Semiramis knows what is best, and she has the unshakable confidence to convince others of that fact as she carries them forward like minnows in the wake of a shark. Whether she convinces with a smile, a few choice words, a knocked arrow, or the promise of army intervention is by and large a matter of personal preference, one she leaves vague for a measure of amusement.

Bio: The legends of Semiramis are more varied then one can imagine, their views of the ancient Queen stained or polished by her relations with the story tellers land. A poisonous harlot who spread idolatry and was motivated by her lusts above all else to some, while to others, she was a savior who took power amidst turmoil and brought prosperity in its place. Born and abandoned by the Syrian Fish Goddess, she was cared for by doves till being discovered as a babe by the Royal Shepard.

Semiramis was known for her beauty, yet her renown spread far when she was married to a general of King Ninus, for whom brought great victory with words of sound advice. His crowning and final glory came when Semiramis herself took to the field of battle and captured a pivotal point in the enemies defensive formation, leading to their surrender. A women of such beauty, guile, and unprecedented bravery quickly stole the heart of King Ninus who demanded her hand in marriage. Caught between devotion to King and Spouse, the general took his life, and Assyria had its Queen.

The Queen would come to power fully when an arrow claimed the King's life and, their son being too young, pushed her into the regency. Rumors persisted that the Queen, seeking to consolidate the power for herself, had arranged for the archer herself. To disabuse such notions she would frequently demonstrate her own skill with the weapon in the ensuing campaigns to expand the nations territory was adequate to have done the job herself. Opposition to an openly female Regent was always fierce, yet she responded with success heaped upon success amidst a 42 year reign, with public works ranging from rebuilding the city and walls of Babylon to raising great temples and public works from border to border....minus one blunder in India involved camels, bison hide, and imaginary elephants. And though she claimed many lives, from foreigners she could never hope to pronounce to dear sweat Nimrod, she never lost a nights sleep over the sacrifices required.

She abdicated her throne to her son at the end of her reign, and retired to her villa, content in the knowledge her works would outlive even as her name was twisted alongside them through the ages.

Appearance: Having been vilified especially fierce by fringe elements among the Church in their crusade on polytheistic cultures and paganism, her appearance upon summoning has been distorted by the public views of her name.

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Parameters:
Strength D
Endurance C
Agility: A
Mana: B
Luck: A

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Class Skills:
Magic Resistance B: Being the child of a Goddess and a mortal borne into the Age of Gods and thrust into wars and political machinations for most of her life, Semiramis had developed a resistance to High Thaumaturgy and is practically immune to modern magecraft.

Independent Action A: It is possible to take action even without a Master. However, to use Noble Phantasms of great magical energy consumption, backup from the Master is necessary. At Rank A, it is possible for a Servant to stay in the world for about a week without a Master.

Personal Skills:
Charisma B: a composite Skill consisting of a person's charm as well as the natural talent to command or unify an army or country. Increases the ability of allies during group battles.

Manifestation of Beauty(False) B : The capacity of a divine beauty to charm others.

Divinity C: Daughter of the Syrian Fish Goddess and her mortal lover, Semiramis bears half divine blood amidst the Age of Gods.

Clairvoyance C (Doves): Borne with an affinity for the avian, Semiramis now has Dove familiars who function as her eyes and ears, vastly expanding the ranges she can operate by utilizing their vision to expand her own.

Noble Phantasm:
Title: King Slaying Dove
Rank: B (B+)
Type: Anti-Infantry
Range: 2 - 60
Maximum Targets: 1
Description: By invoking the name of her Noble Phantasm, Semiramis can deliver an arrow as though upon the wings of a divine bird to a targeted Servant. The strength of this arrow increases drastically from B to B++ if the target bears the title of monarch or such similar ruler. Additionally, the King Slaying Dove reacts to any poison with an explosive detonation, as well as selectively detonating any of Semiramis' doves she desires.

Title: Queen's Final Cup
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 2-60
Maximum Targets: 200
Description: Semiramis takes all the tales of his poisonous exploits and releases them as a dove stained green with toxicity. It strikes a target and douses the area around it in lethal toxins, ensuring their breath will be taken in intoxicating agony as the very air turns against them.

Fate/Solipsistic Chaos

'Ello. Any open spaces here or are you too far along?

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

Kanbaru Otoko

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Despite Kanbaru putting actual effort into this fight, investing herself into a friendly spar between Dark Mahou Shoujo to determine who suffers the most over the holidays. Purely in spite of ever shit made and ounce of magic exerted upon the world. In contention of all that was fair and decent amidst the winter season.

Her opponent fled, leaving Chie to crash amidst a deserted field dotted with clusters of blackened ice. It was woefully anti climactic and Kanbaru couldn't help but glare in the general direction of the crash. Seconds turned to minutes and even her partner wasn't getting up. Now clearly she wasn't dead, or else Chie was so weak as to have been done in by Nightmares long before now, so Kanbaru was left shafted on the ice without any company.

"I should have stayed home. A few more hours of sleep beats this any day." Kanbaru groused bitterly and stuffed her hands into her pockets as she turned away. Yet before she could take a single step away from the bombastic excitement of the others over the hill- emphasis on bomb, given the flickering flames over the hill- She felt a familiar, undesired presence encroaching upon the park. "Of course. The only ones who come for a fight are them."

Her tone was cold, a tempered aggression shining in her cerulean eyes as she honed in one the presence of her natural enemy through terrain and obstacle. Ice splintered and cracked unbidden around her feet, her magic a wild whirl as she reached out and grasped it fully. The magazines of her pistols ejected with a clatter, skidding across the lake before fading into motes of energy, only to be replaced by the lake's water to rise from the cracks and stream inside the weapons.

"I don't need to be precise to send a message here." Fortuna declared as a gust swept back her hood and sent the tail of her coat flying wildly in the wake of her charging magic, till the culmination of energy reached a fevered pitch and she crossed the barrels horizontally.

"Shatter Point!"

What followed was a helix of dirty ice, a spiral of everything filthy that the Light Magical Girls came to gawk upon to make themselves feel vindicated in the righteousness of their cause. With the girth of a semi truck it stretched from arctic shooter out across the lake, sailing over tree and hill as it bored down upon the general vicinity of the intruding park goers with twin points prepared to skewer and shatter.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@KoL@TheWindel

So Chie's not going to react to being flung across the park atop a lamp post? Meh, alright.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

Kanbaru Otoko

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Her target, for that was all Wither was not that the fight began in earnest, didn't seem keen on closing the distance. Even as her bullets rained down and great spines of ice rose and splintered into a crystalline pine forest of razor sharp edges and impaling spines, Wither was content to respond at range in kind. The difference however became clear in the distance they fought and the speed of their projectiles, as the Icy Magical Girl saw the orb of decay coming and sharply stepped to the side, evading it with casual disdain as it slammed into the lamp post.

With it's light flickering off as the metal corroded enough for the internal wiring to die it seemed keen to snap under it's weight and fall, Chie and all. Fortuna glanced at her sedentary companion and took this as an opportunity to force her into action. Her gunfire paused briefly and she whirled back, the heel of her boot striking the corroded metal to snap the pole into two, only for her magic to raise a column of ice sharply against the jagged end and launch both pole and rider in Wither's direction. Though admittedly Kanbaru didn't put much thought about flinging her partner into a field of razors, but she assumed Chie had a landing strategy.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@blackdragon

You still with us?

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@Noxx
She does resemble a certain fishy swordsman, but having both brute strength, speed, and unparalleled evasion/defense as a constantly running passive portal beneath your feet is a bit much.

My knowledge of anatomy is only marginally better then that of Spanish, which is to say nil in either catagory, so I'll defer on that regard.

As for the Curse/Blessing, I'm not so much questioning the effect. Being able to see the location of anything you've pulled in for five minutes isn't unreasonable mechanic wise, but questionable from a logic standpoint. After all it's not like Nightmare's run away from danger so having a skill so apt for tracking fleeing prey seems odd for a magical girl skill set, but I guess just chalk it up to hungry sharks out for blood.

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

@Noxx

The sunken world (Passive): Wherever she steps the world under her feet changes into a portal to a decrypted ancient place that mirrors the above the world completely sunken underwater and nearly devoid of life. Unless Evelune is grabbing ahold of someone she is the only person who can enter that portal, this allows her to turn any surface into a swimmable one, the area she is directly under will also change into a portal that moves with her as she swims through the sunken version of the real world, though her speed in the water is nearly four times as fast as when she's on land. Additionally it should be noted that the portal that leads to the Sunken World can be expanded to a massive twenty foot radius around her body.

Not to make everything analogous to Naruto, but having a portal to a personal pocket dimension no one else can access constantly under their feet is damn near close to Tobi levels of absolute defense. That they can expand it to such a large degree, pull everything into an underwater battle with a 4x speed advantage to Evelune is also incredibly powerful, but it kinda pales in comparison to a constant escape hatch to survive any attack of any scale and launch herself back out at her leisure, speed boost or not.

Devil Arm:

At first it was a long scimitar forged of fine metals that held the force of a hundred tidal waves within each blow

That's some dangerous hyperbole right there. Should probably change that since the literal force of a hundred tidal waves is beyond the pale of any magical girl's wildest dreams.

I'd quote the entire Blood Manipulation power, as I don't think blood pressure has anything to do with Adrenaline responses. And Blood Manipulation is always iffy, even if this specifically describes it as a self buff only.

Test of soul / Undertoe: Eve can drag people under to the sunken world from the surface world if she has at least part of her body already submerged, only the person pulled and Eve herself can exit at this point and if the target can manage to fight their way to the surface they will be inflicted with a curse that will open a portal under their feet that which they themselves cannot enter but reveals their position to Eve for five minutes.

Why would a magical girl need a curse like this? Corrupted or not there powers are for fighting Nightmares first, and other magical girls second. Seems off to me, at least.

The background...is Chtullu cult made her evil by looking at a cosmic horror. I can't say with any certainty that cults of that nature exist in this world. More often then not the system of magical girl universes is rather limited in scope, but I'm in no shape to judge any farther in that regard.