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Sorry to intrude, but I was wondering if there was any room for little-old me in this dank RP.
[Cu Chulainn, Center Building, Shinto]
"A tournyment, you say?" The servant in the blue jumpsuit(?) stated to the pair which seemed to "control" the grail in a sense; the individual known as "Ruler", a servant created as a "fail safe" to ensure a war would remain within a homeostatic position. Such an individual was offering a "contest" for "obtaining favor". This means that the individuals who had decided to participate within this fight were those who would simply have an advantage, either within fights or a conceptual advantage in relevance to those who would not compete. However, the cost was one's life.
Despite this, Lancer considered this to be an advantageous situation. A fight like this would simply allow for this fight to end sooner. Cu Chulainn did not believe there was another Servant who could match him, and if there was, this was the reason he wished to fight this war. He wished to fight against those who called themselves "heroes" as Cu believed himself to be the strongest, never losing in life, and believing such to continue into his "reborn" life.
Cu looked towards his surroundings. He could not believe that any of these heroes would be able to fight against his prowess in battle.
"I'd like to sign up for this little "battle" of yours."
Yes
"A tournyment, you say?" The servant in the blue jumpsuit(?) stated to the pair which seemed to "control" the grail in a sense; the individual known as "Ruler", a servant created as a "fail safe" to ensure a war would remain within a homeostatic position. Such an individual was offering a "contest" for "obtaining favor". This means that the individuals who had decided to participate within this fight were those who would simply have an advantage, either within fights or a conceptual advantage in relevance to those who would not compete. However, the cost was one's life.
Despite this, Lancer considered this to be an advantageous situation. A fight like this would simply allow for this fight to end sooner. Cu Chulainn did not believe there was another Servant who could match him, and if there was, this was the reason he wished to fight this war. He wished to fight against those who called themselves "heroes" as Cu believed himself to be the strongest, never losing in life, and believing such to continue into his "reborn" life.
Cu looked towards his surroundings. He could not believe that any of these heroes would be able to fight against his prowess in battle.
"I'd like to sign up for this little "battle" of yours."
Yes
[Cu Chulainn, Fuyuki Central Park, Shinto]
"A woman who gets straight to the point? I like those sorts of people," Lancer simply told the woman before him. Of course, one might say that Lancer was a pretty "straight forward" sort of individual to begin with; someone who did not care to tell lies to others and hated those who would consider betraying himself. The sort of man who would not use deception at a primary tool to fight against a threat. He cared not for those sorts of "petty games" of the like.
"So you must be my Master then? Did not expect one of the "help" to be a magus, but the world might be full of surprises, eh?"
Lancer stared intently at his Master's face, as if a dog trying to burrow the image within his mind so that he would not forget. Lancer was not the sort of individual to make such movements of "betrayal". If summoned as a Servant, as long as one respects his claims as a Servant and his beliefs, Lancer would uphold his "end of the bargain" and present his Master with the Holy Grail.
"Elena Lupei, eh? Although I have many names, I suppose the one that I am most famous for would be "Cu Chulainn, Blue Spearman of the Wind". Nice to meet ya', Master. As long as you let me fight other Heroes, I would not disagree with following your orders."
[Rayneth, Mansion Interior, Einzbern Mansion]
"This is the Servant I summoned? What a joke!" Rayneth simply said. The "boy" before her was no taller than herself, and that might be saying something. How could this be someone of "great heroic stature. Rayneth was sure she would summon a powerful Servant like Heracles or someone western, however, judging solely by the other's weapon and appearance, he seemed to be someone from the oriental sphere.
"I guess I will just roll with it. I am your Master, Rayneth El Melloi Archisorte, What Heroic spirit and class are you?"
"A woman who gets straight to the point? I like those sorts of people," Lancer simply told the woman before him. Of course, one might say that Lancer was a pretty "straight forward" sort of individual to begin with; someone who did not care to tell lies to others and hated those who would consider betraying himself. The sort of man who would not use deception at a primary tool to fight against a threat. He cared not for those sorts of "petty games" of the like.
"So you must be my Master then? Did not expect one of the "help" to be a magus, but the world might be full of surprises, eh?"
Lancer stared intently at his Master's face, as if a dog trying to burrow the image within his mind so that he would not forget. Lancer was not the sort of individual to make such movements of "betrayal". If summoned as a Servant, as long as one respects his claims as a Servant and his beliefs, Lancer would uphold his "end of the bargain" and present his Master with the Holy Grail.
"Elena Lupei, eh? Although I have many names, I suppose the one that I am most famous for would be "Cu Chulainn, Blue Spearman of the Wind". Nice to meet ya', Master. As long as you let me fight other Heroes, I would not disagree with following your orders."
[Rayneth, Mansion Interior, Einzbern Mansion]
"This is the Servant I summoned? What a joke!" Rayneth simply said. The "boy" before her was no taller than herself, and that might be saying something. How could this be someone of "great heroic stature. Rayneth was sure she would summon a powerful Servant like Heracles or someone western, however, judging solely by the other's weapon and appearance, he seemed to be someone from the oriental sphere.
"I guess I will just roll with it. I am your Master, Rayneth El Melloi Archisorte, What Heroic spirit and class are you?"
[Rayneth, Interior of the Einzbern Mansion, Einzbern Mansion]
It was time. The procedure was not a complex one. The grail was empowered to the point which summoning "a vessel" was of no consequence. The leylines powered the "object" as if nurturing a child, provided that child was a swirl with mana. This meant that to a "proper magus" such as Rayneth, this sort of "ritual" was one without consequences. As naturally as breathing or thinking, the ritual would not affect Rayneth in the slightest of ways. The grail takes care of "providing the vessel", where as a Master's job would be to simply "maintain the vessel". It was akin to being trusted with an object to win a battle. After all, Servants were mere tools to the magus.
Rayneth looked at the command seals upon her hand.
...These marks.
They were the same sort of marks that the former family heir had once obtained. Though Rayneth was but a wee lass during the time of the former holy grail, she understood what these marks meant. They meant she was selected for this tournament of sorts, if one can call it that. It was then Rayneth knew what she had to do. She had to stop all the servants who were coming through. She's here to ohohoh for me and you.
A calling.
A purpose.
One might say these were marks of an "honorable duels" between "honorable magi", but she knew this to be false. After all, Kayneth :Fastwheels" El-Mellon Archibald-sama [may his soul rest in piece ;-;] had lost to armatures. There was no way that a magus of his caliber would take even a scratch within a Holy Grail War. After all, he was one of the best mages who allied themselves with clocktower. There had to be a "catch" for such a "superstar" to lose to plebeians.
Of course, at the same time, Rayneth was simply there to "pubstomp" other inferior mages with her superior stature and practiiton of magecraft. That'll teach them.
And so, it began
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill!
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！
A dazzle of light shines brightly at the "summoning circle", blinding her momentarily.
Who would she summon!?
Will Cu ever not molest maids!?
Will Waver realize that Rayneth took Mercury-tan!?
Find out next time on the next exciting episode of Fate/Soap Opera!
It was time. The procedure was not a complex one. The grail was empowered to the point which summoning "a vessel" was of no consequence. The leylines powered the "object" as if nurturing a child, provided that child was a swirl with mana. This meant that to a "proper magus" such as Rayneth, this sort of "ritual" was one without consequences. As naturally as breathing or thinking, the ritual would not affect Rayneth in the slightest of ways. The grail takes care of "providing the vessel", where as a Master's job would be to simply "maintain the vessel". It was akin to being trusted with an object to win a battle. After all, Servants were mere tools to the magus.
Rayneth looked at the command seals upon her hand.
...These marks.
They were the same sort of marks that the former family heir had once obtained. Though Rayneth was but a wee lass during the time of the former holy grail, she understood what these marks meant. They meant she was selected for this tournament of sorts, if one can call it that. It was then Rayneth knew what she had to do. She had to stop all the servants who were coming through. She's here to ohohoh for me and you.
A calling.
A purpose.
One might say these were marks of an "honorable duels" between "honorable magi", but she knew this to be false. After all, Kayneth :Fastwheels" El-Mellon Archibald-sama [may his soul rest in piece ;-;] had lost to armatures. There was no way that a magus of his caliber would take even a scratch within a Holy Grail War. After all, he was one of the best mages who allied themselves with clocktower. There had to be a "catch" for such a "superstar" to lose to plebeians.
Of course, at the same time, Rayneth was simply there to "pubstomp" other inferior mages with her superior stature and practiiton of magecraft. That'll teach them.
And so, it began
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill!
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！
A dazzle of light shines brightly at the "summoning circle", blinding her momentarily.
Who would she summon!?
Will Cu ever not molest maids!?
Will Waver realize that Rayneth took Mercury-tan!?
Find out next time on the next exciting episode of Fate/Soap Opera!
[Cu Chulainn, Fuyuki Central Park, Shinto]
I brilliant flash.
A piercing radiance shone bright as the sun itself, blinding all around the display of the "Summoning circle".
The incantation had worked. The "power of the grail" had been successful in the summoning of a container for a heroic spirit, a being, while being supplied by mana through an "anchor" of sorts, summoned by the Grail in order to determine the most suited individual to own such. If one was to compare a master to knight, the Servent would be the sword to protect their master from harm, the two guiding one another to victory and the like.
However, at the same time, Servants are merely tools for realizing one's own desires. A means to obtain what one wishes for through competition and the like. Simply a means to obtain the desires of the beholder. Like weapons, they are discarded and left after the end of a battle if they can no longer fulfill their function of "obtaining victory" to a beholder.
Some servants cared about these sorts of nuances.
That Servant was not the servant which Elena had summoned.
Different heroes became famous for different reasons. As long as one had accomplished a "heroic deed" during their life, one could consider themselves a "hero". Of course, the grail does not care about true heroes because fuck the police coming straight from the underground. . These heroic deeds can range from any sort of presence, from winning battles to simply acting as an opposing force to another during their tale. As such, the definition of a "hero" can be both skewed and changed to meet a definition.
However, some people's deeds are so strong, they become the "ideal" of their nation; someone that all should aspire to act the part of. From Roland of France to Heracles of Greece, these heroes are considered to be the "ideal" one should aspire to become.
Just as these servants were to their own nation the "ideal", the servant summoned by "Elena" was the "ideal" of Ireland. Known as the Man of Light, Cu Chulainn, Blue Spearman of the Wind, could be considered a hero of the greatest caliber.
However, where as some heroes like King Arthur act on their ideals of justice and righteousness, during a time when depredations and the like were considered just, Cu Chulainn was not the 'typical' hero one would read about in their fairy tales.
Well, for lack of a better term, "getting groped" would be a rather accurate depiction of "this feeling".
"Yo," the summoned Servant, a man dressed in blue tights protected by runes and holding a cursed spear, said to the young maid before him, as if speaking to a friend long forgotten.
I brilliant flash.
A piercing radiance shone bright as the sun itself, blinding all around the display of the "Summoning circle".
The incantation had worked. The "power of the grail" had been successful in the summoning of a container for a heroic spirit, a being, while being supplied by mana through an "anchor" of sorts, summoned by the Grail in order to determine the most suited individual to own such. If one was to compare a master to knight, the Servent would be the sword to protect their master from harm, the two guiding one another to victory and the like.
However, at the same time, Servants are merely tools for realizing one's own desires. A means to obtain what one wishes for through competition and the like. Simply a means to obtain the desires of the beholder. Like weapons, they are discarded and left after the end of a battle if they can no longer fulfill their function of "obtaining victory" to a beholder.
Some servants cared about these sorts of nuances.
That Servant was not the servant which Elena had summoned.
Different heroes became famous for different reasons. As long as one had accomplished a "heroic deed" during their life, one could consider themselves a "hero". Of course, the grail does not care about true heroes because fuck the police coming straight from the underground. . These heroic deeds can range from any sort of presence, from winning battles to simply acting as an opposing force to another during their tale. As such, the definition of a "hero" can be both skewed and changed to meet a definition.
However, some people's deeds are so strong, they become the "ideal" of their nation; someone that all should aspire to act the part of. From Roland of France to Heracles of Greece, these heroes are considered to be the "ideal" one should aspire to become.
Just as these servants were to their own nation the "ideal", the servant summoned by "Elena" was the "ideal" of Ireland. Known as the Man of Light, Cu Chulainn, Blue Spearman of the Wind, could be considered a hero of the greatest caliber.
However, where as some heroes like King Arthur act on their ideals of justice and righteousness, during a time when depredations and the like were considered just, Cu Chulainn was not the 'typical' hero one would read about in their fairy tales.
Elena Lupei said
Then, this feeling is...
Well, for lack of a better term, "getting groped" would be a rather accurate depiction of "this feeling".
"Yo," the summoned Servant, a man dressed in blue tights protected by runes and holding a cursed spear, said to the young maid before him, as if speaking to a friend long forgotten.
[Rayneth El-Melloi Archisorte, Inside Einzbern Mansion, Einzbern Mansion]
tfw writing semi-long post and then the site ruins everything
1like=1pray
Something about starting to summon things, etc etc.
tfw writing semi-long post and then the site ruins everything
1like=1pray
Something about starting to summon things, etc etc.
[Rayneth El-Melloi Archisorte, Entrance of the Forest, Forest]
One could say that the very nature of success relies in one's internalized potential converted into progression; the ability to prevail despite any adversity. If this was true, one might say that this "Rayneth El-Melloi Archisorte" was someone who could be considered a successful individual. With the destruction of her household and the reorganization through a "certain dog of a man", Rayneth still retained her nobility, and her magical prowess was not something to be scoffed at.
Of course, just because someone is "successful" does not make them a "nice person". One might say that Rayneth was that bully who pushed you into the sand and laughed at the playground, or the person who would cause unneeded problems between groups just for the sadistic satisfaction of watching something crumble. Although personality might not be a gene, it appeared that "being a bully" was something that ran in the family. Kayneth El-Mellon Archibald-sama [may his soul rest in peace ;-;] had joined the fourth war in hopes of, for lack of better terms, "pubstomping" a backwater ritual like the Fuyuki City "Holy Grail Wars". Although founded by three magus families in the far east, various other participants are called upon to obtain this grail and the "wish" of sorts that it can grant. Needless to say, like her former family head, she cared not for this object, and was rather just bored and wanted to kill off a week or so while she negotiated HBO from her cable provider.
It came as a surprise to the current head of the Archibald family that Rayneth would become a participant in this war. Rather, the current head did not really get to react too much as Rayneth simply said what she was doing and took the Mercury Maid-tan with her without even so much of a conversation occurring between the two. After all, a conversation involves two people communicating ideas to one another. Simply barking orders and demands was too one-sided to constitute a conversation. Also "dogs" can't really respond to statements, can they?
And that leaves Rayneth in her current predicament. Within the city of Fuyuki with her mad cash money and her mercury maid, Rayneth wanted to win the war that both the former and current head of her family failed to do only ten years ago.
"Fufufu," Rayneth laughed to herself with a sadistic smile upon her face. She could not help but laugh at these fools, believing that they would be able to beat such a proficient magus like herself. Fools, the lot of them. Although the former family head had been defeated, Rayneth would be different. This was a new battle. A new place to show off her title as an "El-Melloi".
This was her opening chapter to an easy victory, or so Rayneth imagined. If the Holy Grail War was a battle between mages and their ability to support a servant, then it would be quite easy to defeat these "hillbillies" in a simple match of magical prowess.
Black or white but the world is so gray
After riding in a limo service she had procured after her arrival to Fuyuki, she promptly left the limo, paid her dues, and with a tip of the Fedora, the limo driver left Rayneth to do as she wished. One might consider it strange to be dropped off at the entrance of a forest, however, when paid royalties, one's ability to care truly flies out the window.
Well, Rayneth should not take too much time establishing herself within this war. Although the mages were important to maintaining the war, the Servants were also important. She did need to begin her preparations for an easy victory. And what better to base oneself as an ojou-sama than something that resembled a castle?
[Going to: Einzbern Mansion]
One could say that the very nature of success relies in one's internalized potential converted into progression; the ability to prevail despite any adversity. If this was true, one might say that this "Rayneth El-Melloi Archisorte" was someone who could be considered a successful individual. With the destruction of her household and the reorganization through a "certain dog of a man", Rayneth still retained her nobility, and her magical prowess was not something to be scoffed at.
Of course, just because someone is "successful" does not make them a "nice person". One might say that Rayneth was that bully who pushed you into the sand and laughed at the playground, or the person who would cause unneeded problems between groups just for the sadistic satisfaction of watching something crumble. Although personality might not be a gene, it appeared that "being a bully" was something that ran in the family. Kayneth El-Mellon Archibald-sama [may his soul rest in peace ;-;] had joined the fourth war in hopes of, for lack of better terms, "pubstomping" a backwater ritual like the Fuyuki City "Holy Grail Wars". Although founded by three magus families in the far east, various other participants are called upon to obtain this grail and the "wish" of sorts that it can grant. Needless to say, like her former family head, she cared not for this object, and was rather just bored and wanted to kill off a week or so while she negotiated HBO from her cable provider.
It came as a surprise to the current head of the Archibald family that Rayneth would become a participant in this war. Rather, the current head did not really get to react too much as Rayneth simply said what she was doing and took the Mercury Maid-tan with her without even so much of a conversation occurring between the two. After all, a conversation involves two people communicating ideas to one another. Simply barking orders and demands was too one-sided to constitute a conversation. Also "dogs" can't really respond to statements, can they?
And that leaves Rayneth in her current predicament. Within the city of Fuyuki with her mad cash money and her mercury maid, Rayneth wanted to win the war that both the former and current head of her family failed to do only ten years ago.
"Fufufu," Rayneth laughed to herself with a sadistic smile upon her face. She could not help but laugh at these fools, believing that they would be able to beat such a proficient magus like herself. Fools, the lot of them. Although the former family head had been defeated, Rayneth would be different. This was a new battle. A new place to show off her title as an "El-Melloi".
This was her opening chapter to an easy victory, or so Rayneth imagined. If the Holy Grail War was a battle between mages and their ability to support a servant, then it would be quite easy to defeat these "hillbillies" in a simple match of magical prowess.
Black or white but the world is so gray
After riding in a limo service she had procured after her arrival to Fuyuki, she promptly left the limo, paid her dues, and with a tip of the Fedora, the limo driver left Rayneth to do as she wished. One might consider it strange to be dropped off at the entrance of a forest, however, when paid royalties, one's ability to care truly flies out the window.
Well, Rayneth should not take too much time establishing herself within this war. Although the mages were important to maintaining the war, the Servants were also important. She did need to begin her preparations for an easy victory. And what better to base oneself as an ojou-sama than something that resembled a castle?
[Going to: Einzbern Mansion]
Sublimation said
Racking up LP? Stop spreading such a myth.
I mean, I was doing well with lp progression. And that all changed when the adc fiora attacked
MULTI_MEDIA_MAN said
Been better. Sleep is being weird with me. Excited for Holy Grail War shenanigans.
I, too, am excited for the holy grail wars. It should be a fun time. Until then though, imma go rack up some Lp or something.
How goes it everyone?
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